#like one good week of morning would literally be so great pls

[1hyunjae]

[gyusrose]

➵ 5-star michelin -> p.js

⚠︎ smut (mdni) , sprinkle of angst

✎ teacher!jay x student, slight age gap (25 & 23), jay is kinda mean, dom!jay + sub!reader, jealous!jay, praising, dirty talk

summary: achieving your dream of becoming a chef is not easy, even worse when your teacher’s always up your ass.

{btw! i don’t cook like at all so bear with me 🙏}

(non!idol jay x fem.reader)

~ late christmas + new year’s gift *ੈ✩‧₊˚🥂*ੈ✩‧₊˚

wc: 4.2k

you love the kitchen, you pretty much live there day and night. it’s no surprise to anyone that your dream job is eventually becoming a real chef. that’s why you’ve spent almost your whole life perfecting the one skill you’re good at. most of the recipes you use come from your mom. before she passed she left a whole book of recipes in it and what a hell of a good time you had with it.

it helped you cope, that’s what drove it. you feel sad? make something yummy. you feel mad? bake something nice. you feel happy? cool something delicious. your problems seemed to fade away while your cooking.

over the last year, you’ve started attending culinary school. obviously, you’re not perfect and you still need some work on your dishes but you’re not doing too bad to say the least. now though, it’s a new chapter opening for you.

you’ve been wanting to get out of your hometown for a while and move to the city as there were more opportunities down here and to your luck, you got accepted into a (very prestigious) culinary school nearby your apartment, a win-win situation.

like anyone, you were scared, scared to make new friends, scared to meet new people, scared to start from zero, a new place, a new routine. but it’s all for the better.

you sighed as you tied your apron around your waist, almost heading out the door to your first day of school. boxes were still unpacked all around your floor, it was a total mess, you literally slept on the floor last night. it was definitely not the best case scenario for a great morning but eh.

you finally caught your breath trying to calm down grabbing your tote bag and leaving your messy apartment.

the school was no more than five minutes away walking. at least you’re gonna be on time.

your entered the glass doors of the huge white building. the receptionist noticed you, you quickly showed her your ID, which they gave you during your orientation last week. she gave you a nod and you headed into the elevator, pressing the number 13.

your hands were shaking and sweaty. coming into a new school in the middle of the year has got to be the worst scenario for an introvert like you. you finally reached the room where the class will be taking place ( i genuinely don’t know what culinary school is like pls) as soon as you stepped in, all eyes were on you. including the head chef’s.

“you must be the new student right? happy first day you’re late.” one of them spoke, your cheeks couldn’t have become any redder than what they already were. you hated all the attention on you.

late? didn’t class start at 7:30? you thought.

“class started fifteen minutes ago, take a seat and catch up.” almost like he could read your mind he responded.

you muttered a low ‘sorry’ before heading onto an empty seat trying to take as much attention away from you. of course his happens to you.

you gathered all the ingredients you were told to get and set them on the table in front of you. mimicking what the other students were doing. as you weee doing that the chef came up to your side, an evident scowl noticed on his face.

it was until then you realized how handsome he was, he looked very young as well, not someone that you would expect to be a head chef. his jawline was sharper than the knife on your hand. you shook those thoughts away quickly though, he’s your teacher! what are you thinking?

“i’m just letting you know, whatever you did today can’t happen anymore, attendance is very important everyday, this is a very advanced class so you might not want to be missing any of it, got it?” even though he whispered, it felt like he was yelling at you. it was very aggressive and harsh making you flinch.

you quickly nodded, now scared of him even more. suddenly you want to change classes with another chef. finally leaving you let out a big sigh which you were holding in ever since he came over, and resumed cutting your vegetables and stir frying them.

“you need more seasoning on that, it’s too bland!” the chef, which you now you know as ‘Chef Park’ said as he tasted your chicken. you were almost sweating, from the way he speaks and acts, you felt nothing but intimidated by his presence, even more when he’s tasting your first dish for him. throughout the whole lesson today, he seemed to be only picking at you, he didn’t taste any of the other student’s food, only yours. you found it kind of irritating but tried not to think much about it.

“i’ll definitely note that chef.” you smiled at him bowing.

“ i’m expecting a lot from you, ______” he said before heading back to his space.

you were confused. why you? you’re probably the least talented person in this room right now so why you? you had so many questions but decided that maybe you just needed a good nights rest and starting packing up your stuff on your bag.

jay sighed at the empty room in front of him. it was currently 1 am, and he couldn’t find the urge to go home. he was just thinking, thinking about you.

he was the one that read your application into the school, he read your recommendation letters from your past teachers. you were put into his advanced class for a reason.

what he didn’t expect was the glory of a woman that was going to get in that door. it was as if the universe slapped his type right in front of him. that’s what he saw. how could someone look so beautiful in such a simple uniform? he also wonders that.

he can’t let down his demeanor though. yes he finds you attractive, but he can’t soften up just for you, that’s unfair to the rest of the students that have to put up with him. plus he hasn’t forgotten that he’s the teacher and you’re a student, it’s unethical for him to even be thinking of you in that way.

it’s been approximately a month since you’ve started going to this new school and to be honest, it was eating you up. chef park kept nit-picking everything you did, which honestly is what’s. teacher should do but not to that extent. you saw the way he was always looking your way when you were cooking. how he would yell at you across the room when you did something wrong ( even if other people were also doing it) it’s driving you insane to the point that you’re about to actually request for a change of teacher.

you were struggling to cook the steak to chef park’s desired temperature when you felt someone tap your shoulder. you turned your head around to see a boy. if you’re not mistaken his name is jake.

“i see you’re kind of struggling with that, there’s a trick i do that always manages to cook the steak to chef’s park liking. may i?” he asked if he could touch the knobs of your stove. you nodded and he turned the heat to the maximum for a few seconds, turning the steak over on both sides while bathing it in butter , then he turned it to low heat, repeating the same action.

jay obviously noticed this and did not appreciate it. he should be happy seeing another student sharing tips with you but that wasn’t the case this time. without thinking he walked over the two of your laughing figures.

“sim! it’s very inappropriate of you to be talking with your little friend when you should be cooking..”

“oh sorry chef park. i was just giving her a hand. i thought you wouldn’t mind.”

you looked at chef park, noticing his glaring eyes on jake. is it that bad for a student to help another student out?

“well i do! back to your place.” he said not sparing you a glance while jake decided to not respond back and just gave you an apologetic smile before heading off.

“alright everyone, that would be it for today, but don’t forget that by the end of the semester you’re gonna have to cook something of your own, impress me okay? “

as students left you decided to have a word with the chef, wanting to know if he just truly just didn’t like you or if he had a problem with you being here, so you could change chefs.

there was another girl talking to him before you. he acted so different with her, so respectful, kind and smiley. his face sours up every time he’s talking with you, so you barely see him smile and you almost melted at it.

“is there a problem miss ______?”

you jumped out of your other world and looked at him. suddenly feeling shy. you felt your confidence slip away as he was now looking straight at you, waiting for you to speak.

“ well-uh i’ve been noticing how harsh you’re on me compared to the other students, did i do something to cause that?”

jay was taken aback from your straightforwardness, but he responded either way.

“ you just need more toughness out on you _____, do you want to be mediocre?” he was lying through his teeth. jay knew you were if anything, the best of the class, he couldn’t just say that out loud.

you on the other hand, were crushed. was mediocre all he saw in you? have you been lied to by your other teachers?

“ is the yelling necessary though ? there’s way to effectively communicate without yelling.” you hated being yelled at. every time someone raised their voice at you, tears would just fall like a waterfall. thankfully, you’ve managed to hold in your tears during class so chef hasn’t seen you cry.

“are you questioning my teaching skills now? “

shit. now you offended him.

“n-no that’s not what i meant, i just-“

“you don’t think i’m a good teacher ?” he said getting up closer to you, pretty much standing inches in front of you. suddenly you felt your heartbeat fasten.

“i d-do chef, i just kind of find it unfair?” you said, trying to not stutter all your words.

jay smirked, now standing less than a feet in front of you, grabbing your chin and holding it up, making you look straight at him. jay could definitely see your rosy cheeks that you were so embarrassedly trying to hide.

“am i making you nervous miss _____?” you only gulped, you didn’t even know what to respond to that, even though it was bluntly obvious based on your state right now.

the both of you didn’t say anything for a moment, the two just stared at each other, waiting for one to make a move first.

you don’t know exactly where you got the guts to actually make the move. you engulfed your chef into a suffocating kiss. the kiss itself was enough to show how much y’all were yearning for each other. jay was dying to do this ever since he laid his eyes on you, but you on the other hand, didn’t know how much you actually wanted to do this until now. sure you found him handsome and smart and literally perfect but you never expected for him to think of you the same way to the point we’re he’s actually kissing you back and heating up the kiss you once started. his tongue grazed over your lip. his hands moved from your face to your waist, pulling you closer, melting into his embrace. your lips tasted so sweet, jay felt insatiable.

both of you forgot about the fact that this was very much not allowed. the world ceased to exist to exist at that moment. there were no boundaries, no constraints, just the two of you.

jay’s hand traveled down further and further, now down to your ass, giving it a light squeeze. the small action made you moan into his lips. even though your eyes were closed, you could feel him smirking at you.

your own hands travelled along his broad shoulders, down his shoulders. once again, confidence shot through you. your fingertips found their way to his belt buckle, about to undo it when his fingers wrapped around your wrist. stopping your movements.

“see you next class.” that’s all he said before gathering his things and leaving you there. high and dry.

that’s when you woke up. realizing what you were about to do, more like who you were about to do it with.

embarrassed. that’s what you were. he could literally lose his job what were you thinking?!

you let out a shaky sigh and left the empty room. all you need right now is a hot shower and sleep, you need to forget this ever happened. the worse thing is that tomorrow you still have to face him in class.

you knew showing up in the classroom that the two of you almost fucked in yesterday was going to be hard to show your face in. although no one noticed you, you just felt exposed. you refused to make eye contact with jay the whole time. jay definitely noticed this right away. he felt kind of bad in leaving you like that, but he knew that if he stayed there a little longer, he wouldn’t have controlled himself. he did think though, you looked kind of cute all shy and red, avoiding his eyes the whole class.

he took matters to his hands and approached you for the first time today, which was odd since he would’ve already yelled at you for something at this point.

“what are you working on miss ______?” his voice startled you, not even noticing he walked over to you.

“ just finishing the sauce for this.” you shortly said looking down at your food. jay’s stare didn’t leave your face once. and you could feel it very much. it felt hard to breathe at that moment. you have no doubt your face is boiling at his simple presence.

“ look at me when i’m speaking to you.” you didn’t want to. but he was still your teacher and the last thing you want to be is disrespectful so you looked at him. and god you wished you didn’t. those brown eyes have a world of its own. you found yourself staring at him shamelessly, forgetting he was speaking to you.

“are you even listening?” of course you weren’t yet you nodded assuringly.

“great then see you friday night.” you nodded but it took you a moments to realize what he said.

friday night? for what? this is what you get for daydreaming. embarrassingly, you asked him what he meant after you just told him you were listening to what he was saying.

jay chuckled and shook his head at your lie. “ i said if you were coming to the dinner i have set up for the class, since christmas is coming. and you responded yes, so you better be there miss ______.” he said with a smirk, palming your cheek. your eyes widened at his move. you looked around to see if anyone noticed, to your relief no one did as they were too focused on their food. “someone could’ve seen!” you whisper-shouted your chef. he just rolled his eyes and said “ just be there on friday, i have a gift for you.”

the last thing he said before walking away. you were left dumbfounded. what did any of that mean? you didn’t notice that you’ve doesn’t about 10 minutes just standing there thinking until you smelt something burning.

“your meat is overdone _____!!!” jake told you walking up to you turning the stove off.

shit.

you weren’t the one to like social events much. as a teenager, you barely went out with your friends. you were a proud nerd. always focused on school, that’s how you were thought to be, which explains how you’ve only made one friend (jake) ever since been here for months. now you’re gonna be forced to socialize for a whole evening.

you weren’t unprepared thankfully. you brought a couple of classy dresses with you, you could imagine that things like these were gonna happen. you eventually decided on a white silk dress. it was elegant yet comfortable for you. not too short or not too long as well. you decided to not do anything special with your hair and let it down.

you suddenly felt the urge to not go. the last person you want to see is your chef. you don’t see the point of going yet you kept doing your makeup, you just want to change into your pyjamas and lay in bed all night. a ding in your phone caught your attention, revealing a text message from jake.

-I’m here

it seemed like you have to go now. quickly you gathered your things and left your lot.

jay kept waiting and waiting. you was all he was waiting on. a bunch of people kept coming up and talking to him but he didn’t care. girls showed up trying to impress him, but nothing. he wanted you to come up to him, impress him.

what he didn’t expect is you coming in with some company. jake was obviously invited but not as your date, he thought. he could see his hand on your back as he said a few sorry’s for being late due to traffic. jay couldn’t focus on anything but you. what the fuck was jake saying to make you laugh so hard. was that on purpose? to see how he would react? jay couldn’t tell. it didn’t help how beautiful you looked tonight, more than usual. that fucker doesn’t get your beauty like he does.

the whole night jay kept quiet. stealing glances towards you and jake. when someone talked to him he kept his reposes dry. for a moment he could swear you stared at him.

jay didn’t miss when you stood up to go to the bathroom. he obviously took this opportunity to talk to you, if it wasn’t right now then it was never.

you left the bathroom, as a soon as you turned around, you were encaged. your breath hitched seeing who it was.

“c-chef?”

“oh please don’t act all innocent _____, i know what you’re trying to do.”

“i’m sorry..? i don’t know what you’re talking about?”

“coming in here with jake, wearing such tight dress showing off just enough to make me go crazy. do you realize how much power you have over me hm?”

you didn’t know what to respond to that. deep down you loved the way you made him feel. it was planned, at all, but it felt nice knowing how much little effort had an effect on him.

“ it’s not my fault that’s the way you think jay.” honourifics dropped. jay wasn’t expecting that response from you. the alcohol running through your blood was showing at the moment.

jay grabbed your neck and pulled you into a heated kiss. unlike your first kiss, this one was emerged in lust. both of your tongues entangled with each other. your hands rummaged through his hair pulling him closer to you.

all it took was a simple “wanna get out of here?” from jay for you to weaken in the knees, allowing your full submission to him.

“fuck jay, right ther-shit!” so much happened in the last thirty minutes, nothing could’ve prepared you to be eaten out by your teacher at that time.

you don’t even know how jay didn’t crash the car while driving to his house and completely stripping you in seconds. he ate your pussy like he’s been starving for months (which he was) your eyes rolled back, pulling his hair, engulfing him into you, wrapping your legs around his neck. jay was in fucking bliss.

“shit baby, you’re such a mess, so fucking sensitive.” he said pulling away from your cunt, earning a whine from you.

“such a desperate little brat. tell me, what do you want baby.” he said caressing your lips. you couldn’t stop biting them. from your angle, you could see everything of him. his sharp eyes staring down at you, his biceps, his chest, his abs, fuck you could cum right there.

“fuck me jay, i want you to use me.” unlike other instances, you didn’t break eye contact making him moan before grabbing your thighs and spreading them around his pelvis. your core was dying for his cock, it was noticible from how swollen it was.

jay rubbed his head along your folds before looking up at you for reassurance. you nodded, desperate written all over your face.

the first thrust in you was insane. the stretch felt like he was ripping up your insides. it was painful, a good type of pain. “fuck you’re so fucking big jay.” jay only groaned. he couldn’t even say anything, this was better than anything he could ever imagine.

once he was fully in he started to move in and out of your core, grabbing your waist, feeling himself in you. the crude sounds coming out of the both of you echoed throughout the house. jay’s hands played with your tits while you grabbed his waist, making sure he stays inside you as much possible.

“shit you’re so tight, that’s pussy’s all mine ain’t it?” his hand left your tits and started rubbing your clit while his thrusts turned very hostile you couldn’t even form words from the immense amount of pleasure.

“yes yes, it’s all your baby.”

jay didn’t think it could get better than this, but it did.

he flipped you over, now on all-fours, back arched. not wasting any time in fucking you from behind. he groped your ass, leaving his hand marks all over them.

you were about to explode when a ring could be heard, more specifically from your phone. you looked over it on the night stand seeing ‘jake’ displayed on the screen. shit you completely forgot that you just left him at the restaurant. you could call him back lat-

“answer it.” jay said from behind you sternly, fucking you even deeper.

“i don’t think i ca-“

“answer the fucking phone, it must be important.” as much as he didn’t like jake, it turned him on the way you could barely breath let alone speak while he’s fucking you restlessly.

you could barely talk but you managed to grab the phone and answer it, trying to sound as normal as possible.

“ sorry jake, i just wasn’t-hmp feeling well.” your hand went over your mouth to stop you from moaning into the phone. jay was just laughing in the background at your state right now.

“yea yea i-i’m so sorry, have f-fun though.” you nodded at his last sentence before hanging up and glaring at jay from behind you.

“fuck you!” you said then slamming your head into the pillow letting out muffled moans.

“i’m quite literally doing that baby.” you rolled your eyes in pleasure and annoyance. your orgasm was very close, even jay could feel the way you clench around him.

“fuck i’m cumming, so fucking close.” your weak voice said .

jay was on the same boat, he would’ve cum way earlier but it just felt so damn good, he wanted to treasure every moment.

“me too baby, c’mon cum all over my dick, do it baby.” that’s exactly what you did. your body twitched at the sudden feeling. your body going limp.

jay was also on edge, with a few more thrust he pulled out of you and came all over your back moaning in the process.

after the two of you balanced your breathing, jay laid next to you caressing your hair, the both of you were just giggling like little kids.

“so this was the gift you were talking about?”

[reallyromealone]

Hellooo can i request bonten and a househusband who really likes cute things and planting? For example, whenever Y/N makes lunch or food for them in general. It always has to be something shaped cutely. Or when they go to Y/Ns room it has a bunch of plants and just cute things in general. ♡ also, anything you write is okay with me :]

(Im sorry if i asked for too much or if it didnt make sense!! Pls take care of yourself :) -🌿)

It made perfect sense don't worry

You did great

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Vibrant.

That's how Bonten would describe their beloved husband, a shining beacon of happiness and positivity that they would quite literally murder if anyone tainted that or tell him what they did.

(Name) could never know what they did.

They sort of started their relationship on a lie and they were going to lie their way through it.

Each member of Bonten + (name) had a room in the luxury penthouse, the men making sure (name) had a view of the ocean, ample light for his copious plants.

(Name) loved plant keeping and the crime lords loved the fresh air that came with it.

"Sorry..." (name) said softly as he clipped some herbs for his husband's lunches, fresh herbs always tasted better after all.

(Name) woke up earlier than the others, wanting to make sure they had a good breakfast and lunch, their lunch boxes looking cute and writing cute notes on them.

"Good morning 'jiro" (name) turned to kiss his husband's cheek and return to cooking "breakfast is on the table if you're hungry"

The blond grunted as he snuggled into him, craving contact from his husband.

By time (name) was done with lunches the rest of Bonten came out ready for the day-- well mostly.

Ran was never a morning person and funnily enough neither was Takeomi as they wandered out dressed for the day but their expressions said otherwise "coffee..." Ran grumbled and (name) already had two cups prepared and smiled as they kissed him gently before cradling their coffees.

"Mikey let's go eat ok?" (Name) said to the most dangerous man in Japan who let his lover drag him off but made (name) sit in his lap, looking like a king as he did so.

(Name) was served hand and foot, anything he could want he would get though the sunshine man never asked for much, simply wanting his husband's love and time.

Due to the nature of their work, it would be dangerous as hell for (name) to go out by himself, using the semi lie that they were simply "important people" as reason enough for security detail around (name) whenever he went out.

It usually involved (name) coming home with new plants.

"We should invest in a townhouse, the mansion ones sometimes have greenhouses" Ran said in a meeting of sorts, the men discussing their husbands love of plants.

"We could get a detached mansion and built a greenhouse, give ample space for him"

"Where are we going?" (Name) asked as the Bonten men drove through an incredibly wealthy neighborhood "we have a surprise baby" Koko said lovingly and (name) decided not to press further.

"Welcome home angel" Ran showed (name) the luxury home "were moving?" (Name) asked with a slight head tilt "yup, give you nice space for plants and stuff and you should see the bedrooms" Rans voice dipped a bit but (name) payed no mind.

Within a week there were plant life everywhere and the house decorated nicely and (name) had a field day with the greenhouse "we can have more veggies!" He said happily and the men smiled fondly at their husband who began rambling about different things he wanted to grow.

[gimmeyourlovepls]

Earth 42! Miles Morales x Reader Headcanons <3

a/n: hi guys! sorry ive been gone for a hot second, my mental health is declining just like my grades 😍 anyway, enjoy!

ok, i know that miles would act so stoic at first but he'd show his affection in little ways

like anything from a good morning note to chocolates, your gonna get at least one a week

even though he doesnt write his name on the gifts, you always know its him, and you make sure to give him a little hug or kiss :)

ok, so ive had this thought in my head for a while, but miles would totally have glasses

like, you see how much he's working on tech and junk, you know his eyesight is gonna be at least a little bad

but he doesnt wear them because he thinks theyre nerdy

until you find out :0

"hey miles, are these your glasses? how come ive never seen you wear them? can you put em on?"

from then on, you start begging him to put them on, but he always says no

until one day, when you are lying on the couch, asking him to put them on, when he finally says yes.

he puts them on, smiling at you slightly, and you just start attacking him with kisses

"mi amor, calm down!" "nah, my man looks too handsome"

from then on, he finally wears his glasses (at least when hes alone with you)

and everytime you bombard him with many, many kisses (which he doesnt mind in the slightest)

you two are so in love

but sometimes it leads to jealousy

not only from miles, but from you

one time he saw you chatting to this boy and as soon as you two were alone he wouldnt let you go till he was sure you were his

the boy you were talking to was literally your cousin 💀

but if it meant getting extra kisses from miles, you were not complaining

you've had your fair share of jealous moments too

like when miles was partnered with this girl for a project

she was being a little too nice with him

so you walked over there, hair swaying behind you, and sat on miles' lap at the table they were working at

you kept rubbing his arm and pressing little kisses on his cheek until their working time was over and they finished the project

and you walked outta there on miles' arm

you and miles had a talk after that, and theirs not that many of those moments anymore

however miles is DEFINETLY jealous and happy at the same time at the relationship you have with his mom

because he wants his mom to like you, duh

but when you and her are talking like you've known eachother since birth, he gets a little left out

dont worry tho, he loves u and your mom, you two are his favorite ladies

a/n: i hope you enjoyed! i have homework to do, but i might do a part 2 if yall want. pls give me requests for writing! ilysm, have a great life!

[bwabys-scenarios]

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!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

REQUESTS OPEN

warning: overstimulation, sex toys, oral(f+m receiving), pegging, period sex, nudes, mutual masturbation, cockwarming, dry humping

A/N: THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST I LOVE HIM DEARLY❤️❤️🙏🙏

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SFW

-he’s literally the perfect man

-because he’s a doctor it’s not easy to gross him out. bled through during your period? he’s getting you a change of clothes and starting a bubble bath. threw up due to the flu/morning sickness? he’ll hold back your hair and whisper comforting words, saying you’ll be okay and it’ll be over soon

-you are his everything, he shows you off to his friends and is so happy they like you/you like them!!

-he will do pretty much anything to see your smile or make you laugh

-he absolutely ADORES you. calls you his princess, lovebug, sweet thing, sunshine

-absolute cuddlebug!! he loves cuddling with you on the couch, his palm resting on the small of your back while he gives you forehead kisses 🥰

-will take you out clubbing and make sure no one bothers you!! he’s so tall and muscular that no one approaches you while he’s standing guard over you

-before you start dating, he pines for you HARD. everyone can tell he’s in love with you but you, and it takes him months to finally ask you out

-very romantic, likes taking you out to dinners, walks on the beach, but also enjoys eating fast food together in your car while having idle chitchat. honestly any activity he does with you feels romantic to him, he’s in LOVE LOVE

-he is the best person to take care of you when you’re sick. not only is he a doctor, but he’s super empathetic and caring person that knows your needs almost better than you do

-he’s got such big hands, and they’re always touching you, whether that be holding your hand, your hip, or caressing your cheek!!

-in the morning, he usually wakes up before you and just stares at your face, caressing your cheek and pushing your hair out of your face. if you could see the tender, loving look in his eye you’d fall even more in love

-he would be such a good dad. I think he would be ready for kids in his mid twenties, so he’ll have graduated med school before he has kids.

-before he has kids though, Gon and Killua are your honorary children.

-when you do get pregnant, he’s extremely attentive, taking great care of you and your needs. he’s a doctor so if anything happens he’ll be able to help!

-buys you flowers and chocolates almost every week. he just can’t pass them off when he goes grocery shopping after a long and hard shift at the hospital.

-he likes to hold your hand when you walk together. he may be a bit shy with PDA, but he’ll show his love for you by gently rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand, his eyes full of adoration when he looks down at you

-jealous!! does not like when men’s eyes linger on your figure, or their hands get dangerously close to touching you. he’s the best guard dog, easily defending you from anyone that would try to hurt you!

-likes when you let him lay his head in your lap after a long day, rubbing your fingers through his hair and telling him what a good job he did. he’s got a lot on his shoulders, and it’s nice to be able to relax with you

-enjoys doing small intimate things for you, like washing your hair, shaving your legs, and applying lotion to your skin. anything to make him feel closer to you!

-loves the smell of your shampoo, and will always pull you a little closer when the two of you cuddle after your shower

-he’s a decent cook, and enjoys cooking with you! feels so loved when you ask him if he can taste test something for you, hearts forming in his eyes when you gently blow on the food before offering it to him

NSFW

-he’s a service dom when he dominates. he lives to please you and make you feel good! as a sub, he will let you do anything to him…

-Leorio is inexperienced and can be easily overstimulated with kisses alone. you can sit in his lap, tongue in his mouth and he’ll cum in his pants before you even touch him

-he’s putty in your hands. pull him down by his tie and he may just whimper. pin him against the wall, pull him closer by his hips and he’ll look down at you with half lidded eyes, a blush covering his face

-you’ll have to put up with him cumming really quick the first few times. he’s very shy and gets overly excited, but he can keep going! just be a little patient!

-his hands shake a little when he fingers you for the first time. he’s a little nervous, he’s scared he’ll hurt you! his fingers are big and can stretch you out plenty!

-7.5ish inches, girthy… he tries his best to be gentle and take his time with you, but he does end up moving too quick and cumming inside within the first 5 mins 😭🙏 he can go again though, and will fuck you until you’re satisfied!!

-appreciates a nice set of lingerie. send him all the pictures of you in your new panties and he’ll send back “AWOOGA” and a cumshot video 🙏

-mutual masturbation… loves to watch you play with your pussy while he jerks off. it also helps him learn exactly what makes you feel good so he can try it next time!!

-you ironically ask him for a video of him whimpering while he jerks off and he send it back within the next 5 minutes… it’s hot, and his hands tremble a little while he pumps his fat cock and moans your name

-if he needs to get off while you’re gone, he’ll call you and have you tell him about your day while he gets off to the sound of your voice

-he buys you any sex toys you want, as long as he gets to watch you use them!! he has his own toys but is a little more shy, you’ll have to convince him and get him very comfortable for him to let you watch him

-he loves your body, and will whisper words of worship and adoration when he touches you. he’s surprisingly sweet and loving, making every touch pleasurable

-he needs to be kissed and told that he’s making you feel good! he’s a little insecure and nervous the first few times you have sex, and needs reassurance!

-can be very subby… call him your sweet boy, your sweetheart, darling. cup his cheeks while you settle onto his cock and tell him just how nice he feels inside you and he’ll blush, wanting to hide his flustered face in your shoulder. hell whine and whimper, gasping when you clench around him and begging you to move faster ><

-his hands are almost always on your hips during sex. holding you in place, gently squishing and squeezing at your soft flesh. his thumbs will brush over your tummy as he kisses you, and you can feel the pressure of his fingers digging into your skin. it’s a reminder that he has you, and doesn’t want to let you go

-he would let you peg him if you wanted to. he won’t ask, but if you bring it up he’s like “yeah sure!”

-p-period sex with Leorio…

-he uses the doctor card saying something like “did you know that sex can help with cramps?” and gives you a hopeful look, playing with the waistband of your panties. he’s so tender, rubbing your back soothingly and making sure he’s gentle. he really does want to help you feel better, so the sex is very soft and sensual. he’ll never be rough with you when you’re on your period, not like he is when you’re off of it, but he’s especially gentle when you are

-literally so sweet and loving when you do get pregnant. he’ll let you cockwarm him, holding a hand over your baby bump while the two of you think of baby names. you’ve been a little hormonal lately and just wanna feel nice and full, so he’s happy to oblige

-blow jobs… he fucking LOVES when you suck his cock. look at him with those pretty eyes of yours, fondle his balls and he’ll cum almost instantly. honestly he’s really sensitive so just swirling your tongue around his tip is enough to get him off

-loves dry humping. he has you sit on his lap, guiding your hips so your clothed pussy rubs against the bulge in his pants. poor guy ends up cumming in his pants A LOT when he’s around you 😭🙏

-moans and whimpers while he eats you out. you can tell he’s enjoying himself, maybe even more than you are. he’s got his big fingers inside of you, moaning into your clit as he sloppily slurps and licks your pussy 💞💞

-he’s almost in shock when he has you moaning and squirming underneath him, begging for more. he’ll swallow thickly, pushing his cock in and kissing your forehead. “anything for you, princess.”

[marvelous-llama]

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most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

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Across a Crowded Room by @monimonimoon

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 10.7k) strangers to lovers - smut, hurt/comfort Dissatisfied and uncomfortable at a party where you don't belong, in a country where you feel like you don't belong, you see a man looking at you from across the room. Maybe he's what you've been missing.

Kissing In The Moonlight by @apotatomashedbybts

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 5.1k) ons, friends to lovers-ish - angst, fluff, smut He was everything you ever wanted. He was everything you lost. But as luck would have it you meet again and all you have is one night with him... or may be forever.

unspoken by @jeonverselol

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 11.1k) friends to lovers - smut, fluff you and Jungkook were not just friends but none of y’all really addressed it so the tension between you two just grew and you played along with it but as things get heated, Jungkook finally finds the need to address the unspoken situationship you two have after feeling like someone might be taking his invisible spot.

happy birthday loser by @jungk0oksthighs

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 8k) roommates to lovers - smut after three years of simping over your roommate, you give him one hell of a birthday celebration. idiots to lovers pwp oneshot. literally zero plot

hurts so good by @jjkeverlast

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 4.3k) best friends to lovers - crack, smut having jungkook as a best friend had it's cons, for one he complains, a lot. surprisingly he shows up at your door at two in the morning to complain about something incredibly different.

There´s No Way by @redjoonie

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 5.4k) best friends to lovers - fluff, smut You wake up not remembering what happened last night, not knowing where you are, and to whom the cold hard body beside you belongs to. You're also not expecting to be confessing your feelings to your best friend. But hey, they say that orgasms cure hangovers ya' know.

make you mine by @mercurygguk

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 37.8k) friends to lovers, university AU - fluff, angst, smut your first day at your new college is quite eventful to say the least. but everything seems slightly less chaotic when Jeon Jungkook offers to help you on your way – if only knowing him wasn’t an even bigger mess than the day you first met.

Torn Apart by @bethschamberoftales

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 8.5k) established relationship, infidelity - angst, smut, angst That one time when you caught your boyfriend cheating on you. next part: Let Me Heal You (Taehyung x fem!reader)

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go ahead and cry by @jeonverselol

Jungkook x fem!reader friends to lovers - angst, smut part 1, part 2

regroup by @drvmekoo

Jungkook x fem!reader university AU - angst, fluff, eventual smut

Call Me by @peachypinkygloss

Jungkook x fem!reader strangers > fwb > lovers, rich reader, summer break AU - angst, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff Summer break is always your favourite period of the year, enjoying the fresh water of the pool and the sun kissing your skin. Everything's going great until a sudden boy appears in your life and becomes the centre of your world.

colour me in by @taegularities

Jungkook x fem!reader fake dating, fwb, university AU - fluff, angst, smut Jungkook's door only opens for you when there's a barter: a trade of lust and haze. But today you knock for something more, as intriguing as it is frightening – and you hope it doesn't close his door forever.

seven days a week by @jjkeverlast

Jungkook x fem!reader (wc - 14.1k) fwb to lovers, university AU - fluff, smut jeon jungkook has always had crazy ideas, but wanting to fuck you every day of the week was the last thing you expected.

[sungbeam]

JACOB BAE BF HEADCANONS—!

jacob bae x gn!reader

0.9k words, fluff hehe, bulletpoints, barely proofread lol

a/n: we knew this was coming, everyone. don't act too surprised now õ_ó lmao thank u @justalildumpling for reminding me how to write bulletpoint hcs 🤡😭

jacob bae, boyfriend material™, my beloved sweet canadian angel boy—(bear with me 💀)

acts of service!

my reasoning behind this is incredibly justified okay 😩 if u haven't seen the picture of his response to a deobi about what he's looking for in a partner, he basically said for one of them that he'd like to be the one taking care of them instead of the other way around

completely justified; very jacob bae of him

this man would literally never let you lift a finger when you're with him. he would always insist on driving you places so you wouldn't have to take public transport by yourself, or he would def take time out of his day to go with you on public transport. if you had to, say, take the metro alone, he would facetime or call you the entire time so you weren't truly alone and someone knew where you were in case of an emergency

he'd probably even share his earbuds with you while sitting together so u could listen to the same music (communicating without words (´Д⊂ヽ)

you can def expect him to be cooking dinner for the two of you, even after a long day. all he wants is to make sure you know you are loved and that you feel loved. he's not blind to the purple eye bags beneath your eyes, and even though he's tired, he knows you'd do the same for him

when he stays up late for you, you wake up early to prepare things for him in the morning

quality time!

if you don't live together, he would call you while studying or working so he can still be in your presence somehow. he's kind of quiet most of the time, but it's just cuz he's a great listener and wants to hear what you have to say instead.

we know that the poor thing is kind of a scaredy cat, so when the two of you are watching movies and he gets scared, he clings onto you and hides his face in your shoulder or your neck ><

when the two of you first started dating, he would try to pretend like he wasn't scared, but then when you noticed him curl up around a pillow or raise his blanket a little higher, you moved closer and let him hold onto you instead

can you imagine daily walks with him? maybe like taking the time each week in the evenings to hold hands and take a stroll through the park?

maybe you'd both scout out places for a picnic, and the two of you would giggle as you spread out the blanket and laid on top of each other beneath the shade of an oak tree, and he would have brought his guitar

SPEAKING OF HIS GUITAR!! (we all knew this was coming pls) when you expressed wanting to learn, he would be super excited to teach you

you're sitting between his legs or on his lap on the couch in his apartment, and he's just got his hands over yours as he shows you the right fingerings and patterns for certain chords

man likes to praise you and let you know you're doing a good job; has his chin settled on your shoulder and his mouth close to your ear as he murmurs "you're a natural at this, babe"

SOCJOSKC OH NO CAN U IMAGINE HIM PLAYING THE ELECTRIC GUITAR PART FROM MARIA, MARIA BY SANTANA 😭 (devastated </3)

late night drives with him: it's like 2am and neither of you can sleep, so he takes you out to drive around the neighborhood, then stops in an empty parking lot to sit together and quietly talk about life, love, and each other. it's very romantic and soft, just as he is, and he just holds your hand while he drives, his thumb running gently over your knuckles to assure you he's listening

misc! 😋

when you don't kiss him goodbye or good night he's just 🧍🏻‍♂️ with this little pout on his face like HUH.

would actually share his cereal with you; it's his love language

he may be an angel or whatever, but that just means he gets away with stuff easier !! i think it was implied somewhere that he plays pranks on people, and i can def see him hiding your car keys somewhere and giving you that angelic look like "it wasn't me" "cobie, i can see my keychain sticking out of your pocket" "you can have it back if you give me a kiss then"

OKAY. I'VE HELD BACK FOR THIS LONG BUT WE HAVE TO ADDRESS THE NEWSHOT PICS OF HIM HE'S SO BOYFRIEND IN THOSE HOW COULD I NOT?

in your first apartment together, you guys don't have a lot of furniture yet, so he sets up his laptop and gaming stuff on a couple moving boxes and coke cans 💀 but he's like "baby, my hair is getting in my eyes!!" while he's gaming and you come to his aid and tie his hair back or clip it back with one of your hair barrettes hehe

at pool parties with the other boyz, he goes shirtless (ofc) and every time he wraps his arm around you, you have a heart attack (as you should)

when beach volleyball starts up in the pool, the two of you end up on opposite teams and it's like the only time everyone sees the two of you so competitive, but it's only cuz you're both pretty good 🥴

but as soon as kyunyu challenge everyone to a chicken fight in the pool, you're both back in the other's good graces and you hop on top of jacob's shoulders to absolutely destroy everyone

a/n: lmk who u wanna see next! might end up doing kev or kyu next tho tbh lol

tbz m.list

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[doverstar]

in more or less words, lost and rewritten has kept me alive for the past 1 week since i finished it. it is perhaps the best fanfiction i have ever read. i read at work on my break, at home until 1 in the morning, and i am begging you, please from one person to another ... post the sequel. pls? i cannot articulate in enough words how much that would keep me going <3 i'm desperate

Hi there, sweet person! Thank you so much for sharing that with me, that's a very big deal. If you mean this literally and not metaphorically or figuratively, I can say first of all that this is very humbling and surprising to me, that something like my lil Doctor Who fanfic can give you so much motivation to keep going on hard days. I'm so thrilled you enjoyed it, and I'm absolutely flattered that you think it's the best! Secondly, if you do mean it literally and you have been struggling with thoughts of ending things, I want to take that very seriously. I would urge you, like you said, from one person to another, to find hope not in something material like a story you have loved (mine or otherwise!) but to find hope in something immaterial, something that lasts. Good stories are so great because they mimic truth, and beauty, and goodness, and those qualities are found infallibly in proper hope: Jesus Christ. I'm telling you this from personal experience, because that's where I find my hope on days when I want to quit. I would absolutely love to talk to you more about what I mean if you feel up to DM-ing me. Or if you don't have a Tumblr, I'm also on X (Twitter) as well as Discord; just shoot me another anonymous Ask and I can link you so we can talk more! I am happy to listen and just talk through things with you as well, if you need. And of course, I would also urge you to seek professional help because day-by-day I know that that, in the right circumstances, can also benefit some people in dark times, though I do believe that other human beings who also struggle can only do so much. Like I mentioned, I 100% believe there is only real lasting hope and the strength to live life (especially nowadays when everything is so dark) in a relationship with Jesus. I don't know what you believe, but like I said, I'm so down to talk about it with you if you want. You seem to need hope, and how could I not share it if I have it? Thirdly, very kind Anon, I do have about 80% of LAR's sequel written (needs fine-tuning!) just for myself, and I am more than happy to send you some of it if there's a way we can do that somehow? Again, send me another Ask if you don't have an account, so we can coordinate together on how to get it to you! Email, Google Drive, something. I have no problem seizing the opportunity to make your day a little cheerier with my writing if I can. Thank you again for sharing this with me; it was so intentional and thoughtful of you! It means a lot that you took the time to tell me how you're feeling and how you enjoyed my work. <3 Please don't hesitate to reach out again, any time.

[feuqueerfire]

Wandee Goodday Ep 6 Live Blogging

After failing terribly to keep up with 23.5 weekly, I'm happy that I'm catching the first episode that I'm watching as it airs on the day that it airs rather than 4 weeks down the line. I had to wait for 4 days since I finished ep 5 and it wasn't too bad of a wait but I'm also not disengaged. I think it helps that Oh No! Here Comes Trouble, the show I'm binging right now, is good but I can put it down for long enough to catch an episode of a different show without just wishing to watch Trouble instead.

Ep 6 (June 8)

6-1

domestic morning, as it tends to be with them

Yak sharing a past weakness with Dee. Also comes back to the fact that Yak hates to lose since he said he remembered his first boxing match loss for a long time

A bet? Among a pair who likes to win (Dee) vs hates to lose (Yak)? My bet would be that Dee will miss him more but since he's aware that he maybe likes Yak, he'll hold off on showing it whereas Yak will end up breaking first because he may not even realize just how much he's emotionally involved

So how are they supposed to figure out who misses the other more since they're calling and talking all the time

aw, Dee is alone at home and missing Yak and reminiscing about some conversations and wants to talk to Yak more

boxing elephant pants plug

toothpaste on mirror thing, pls you haven't seen Yak in like 3 days, you'll be fine!!

oh 3 days fr

at least Yak is also semi-aware that he kinda likes both Dee and Taem and even discusses it a bit with Yei

when Yak looked up from his phone and stared into the distance, I got afraid that Dee was gonna randomly open the doors lol

girl?! lmfao he showed up fr

I did think Dee was gonna lose his mind missing Yak but I wasn't actually expecting him to go meet him or to show it.

6-2

Dee drove 2 hours and is planning on driving back 2 hours because he has an early morning tomorrow? my guy

Great/Yak really just looks so Nong in this outfit and this night with both Yei and Dee, cutee

a chin kiss is so funny sorry

Ter constantly speaking over Dee again, aghhhhhh >:(

How often do we get to cheer for 2 beds rather than 1?

pushed the flights back by two days?! bro, Ter's audacity knows no bounds

let's kill this guy

6-3

non-binary genders mentioned

the kiss attack when Yak drags Dee out to the staircase is so cute

Kao don't tell Dee to get back to Ter!

all this discussion at the hospital, I'm always worried that Ter or one of the gossipy nurses are gonna overhear

spoke to soon. Ter watching Dee watch Yak

Taem being in the hospital makes everything chaotic because YakDee are supposed to pretend they're boyfriends while they're here but Taem should think Yak's still single and likes her. hard to juggle such contradictions

Cher's naughty hand hehe

is Cher insinuating they had (video) call sex? how fun

I wish they wouldn't do the 2 pairs' makeout scenes spliced together like this lol feels awkward

6-4

Yakdee on a double date with YeiCher ahh just confess guys

Second time Yak's helping Dee cross the road, I wonder when they'll get into his trauma with the road crossing and his parents' deaths

ah, debt collectors

Dee being part of the family being brought up twice in like 2 minutes

YeiCher are literally sooooo cute, I'm afraid of the debt collectors and how that'll affect their relationship

had to pause at the "If you hadn't passed by when I was assaulted" because what?!

Though I guess the follow up makes sense that Cher then wants to learn how to defend himself and so became a customer

You like him, Dee!

Very short episode, less than 45 minutes long including credits and the preview. Also feels like not much actually happened and there wasn't much progress emotionally or plot-wise beyond Ter making a move again, Dee kind of seriously considering how he feels about Yak, and we the audience see the debt collectors but Cher doesn't.

I knew Ter was gonna pull some shit but I was still so mad seeing him speak over Dee again! and then delaying their flights without discussion with Dee? let's just kill him wtf

I'm keen to see YakDee kiss or realize feelings or confess or anything and for Cher to discover all the debt Yei's in and have a discussion or falling out or whatever's coming. I want some progress on at least one of these fronts next episode.

[tehmichi]

The Assistant - Chapter 1

Modern Warfare II(2022) AU - Office Romance Pairing: John Price/Original Female character Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity, slow burn (posted on Ao3 with 26 chapters atm with an Explicit rating. More smut incoming)

After securing Hassan and the missiles, Kate and Price form a PMC company. Kate hires Stella to be her new assistant, a bubbly, snarky, and admittedly geeky thirty-four year old who loves to stay busy.

Price can’t stand her because she pushes every single one of his buttons and handles his temperament better than any of the last five assistants he’s gotten fired.

Forced together for two projects thanks to Kate being fed up with his attitude, things slowly start to change.

(this is quite literally my first time in ages posting fanfic on tumblr. pls forgive me for formatting errors)

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Chapter 1 - Just Another Day

Stella stepped into the office with a small smile on her face. She’d been able to get everything done on time to make it to the building just before Laswell. While she’d only had this job for six months, her boss was incredibly likable. Some of the other people who shared her floor were questionable at best. Especially the man Laswell called one of her best friends, former SAS Captain John Price.

Pressing her lips together as she stepped into the elevator, Stella swiped her security card to get access to the top floor. With a quick glance at her watch and seeing that everything was on schedule, she allowed herself a sigh of relief.

“Hold the elevator!” called a gruff accented voice.

“Fuck,” Stella whispered as she pushed the ‘hold door’ button on the elevator. The doors pulled back, revealing Price, holding onto a briefcase and dressed to the nines in his usual work attire. A blue suit that made his eyes stand out. She hated that he looked incredible in everything he wore for work. Made for good eye candy but his attitude definitely needed vast improvements.

“Stella,” he started, realizing who held the elevator for him.

“Price,” she replied, scanning her card again for her floor.

“Still here I see,” he remarked.

“I work here, where else would I be?” Stella replied, internally groaning. She just wanted to get to her floor already. The elevator opened a few floors later, and more people got in. ‘Thank goodness for small favors,’ Stella thought. As the elevator continued, more people shuffled in and out of it until it was just her and Price once more.

Stella fidgeted on her feet, glancing in the opposite direction of where he was. He was a pretentious Brit, and he ranked first on her office shit list quickly…granted, he was the only one on it. Everyone else was great.

“Finally,” Stella mumbled as they arrived. She quickly scrambled out of the elevator and headed to her desk, setting her bag down. Price walked past her, heading into his office without another word. “Thank fuck,” she mumbled as she sat. With a ring of the phone, her day began.

“Good morning,” Kate said as she came in.

“Morning Kate!” Stella chirped up from her desk. “I have your coffee and breakfast scone here for you.”

“You’re such a lifesaver, Stella,” Kate appreciated as she picked up the stuff from Stella’s desk. “How does my schedule look today?”

“Pretty light. You should be able to go home to the wife early,” Stella said with a smile. “You don’t have any client meetings. It’s mostly internal stuff this week concerning budgets, payroll, and the like.”

“Great, I could use a break from all the ass-kissing to retain clients,” Kate said with a small laugh.

“Same here,” Stella said with a smile. “If you need anything, please let me know. I’m already getting some of the interns working on the books you need for the financials presentation.”

“Thank you,” Kate said as she disappeared into her office. With another ring of the phone, Stella was back to work putting out potential internal fires so they wouldn’t get to the boss. Working with this security firm was always a new adventure. After a few hours of work, Stella slipped on one of her wireless earbuds and started to listen to music while she got through some emails and set up future meetings with supervisors on the lower floors. Typical everything.

Price stepped out of his office and continued straight forward to Kate’s. He glanced to see Stella softly listening to music as she worked, her hair up in the usual high ponytail she wore. The elevator pinged open, revealing one of the newer interns. She was a round-faced girl about Stella’s height and looked positively nervous.

“Stella,” she said, cutting the silence in the room. The female looked up at the sound of her name, side-eyeing Price before glancing at the new person.

“Irene, what is it?” Stella asked. Price took this as his cue to step into Kate’s office, softly closing the door behind him.

“Morning, John,” Kate greeted. “What is it?”

“Why is Stella still here?”

“Because she’s an excellent assistant.”

“I don’t like her. She’s mouthy, loud, and-”

“John, you’ve cost me five assistants in two years. I’m not listening to your judgment,” Kate said firmly, refusing to look up from her computer. “She’s on top of things better than the last one, and she actually deals with your temper.”

“Kate,” Price started.

“She bites back, that’s why you don’t like her,” Kate said as she looked away from her computer to Price. He scowled, letting out a frustrated sigh. A knock interrupted him before he could say his next words, the door opening to reveal Stella.

“I’m getting this corrected as we speak, but I thought you’d like to have a look at the preliminary reports. The pages are all woefully out of order,” Stella said as she came over to Kate’s desk and left a binder. Laswell immediately started to leaf through it as Stella kept talking. “I’m looking into who approved this to be printed and prepared this way.”

“These dates don’t line up, this is-”

“Once I have a name, I’ll let you know,” Stella said, turning around and starting to leave.

“Thank you,” Kate said. “Stella?”

“Yes?”

“Can you call in the bistro down the street and put my lunch order early?”

“Of course,” Stella said with a genuine smile. “Do you want me to also order you a smoothie from the-?”

“Yes, that would be great.”

“I’ll let you know when the food is here,” Stella said as she left the office and closed the door behind her.

“She didn’t even ask me if I wanted anything.”

“You hate that restaurant, John. We’ve all heard you complain about it. She stays, you don’t have to deal with her for now. She’s my assistant, not yours,” Kate said in a dismissive tone.

“What do you mean I don’t have to deal with her ‘for now’?” Price asked.

“Exactly what I said. John, I appreciate you, but you need to get the hell out of my office right now.”

“This isn’t over, Laswell.”

“When it comes to Stella, yes it is,” Kate said, focusing back on her computer. Price sighed, storming out of the office. Kate chuckled under her breath, shaking her head. “He’s really not going to like the news I have for him next week,” she mumbled, checking the binder carefully a second time.

[hanjsquokka]

MILF Next Door - [ Han Jisung ]

🐿 SYNOPSIS : Jisung gets a new neighbor and he's completely head over heels. Love at first sight — in his opinion. And he's not going to let an adorable three year old get in the way of true love.

GENRE : strangers to potential lovers, light fluff, smut

PAIRING : neighbor! jisung × fem! single mom reader

CONTENT WARNING : perv! jisung, jisung is a simp and he's horny, mature language, mentions divorce (not between jisung and reader), single parenting, (smut warnings under the cut)

AUTHOR'S NOTE : this is just trash tbh but here we go

minors dni. if you click read, you agree to nsfw content

SMUT WARNING : sub leaning jisung, slightly dom reader, oral (m receiving), riding, nicknames (good boy, baby, etc.), jisung has thing for moms, orgasm denial, piv, unprotected sex (pls don't do this)

Jisung was curious — to say the least. He was working on producing a song for his friend Changbin (honestly one of the best rappers Jisung had ever met) when he heard loud thumps from the corridor outside and the apartment next door. He heard a lot of shuffling — thanks to the wonderfully thin walls, and it was safe to say that he had gotten a new neighbor. He'd been trying to get a peek at them, in a completely friendly way obviously, but they seemed really private or they went out a lot. He was just about to assume that it was probably another working adult when one day, he was on the balcony in the morning for some fresh air. He'd been working the whole night and desperately needed to inhale something that wasn't carbon dioxide.

Which was when he spotted... you. You were putting some pots in your balcony, maybe for a few plants. Who was this beauty and why have I never seen her before? You looked pretty. Far too pretty for Jisung to stop staring at you like a literal creep. Thankfully the microwave started beeping loudly, so he had to go back inside and save his re-heated dinner from going cold. When he went back out again, you were gone. All that was left, were a few empty pots and packets of seeds.

I have to see her again.

Jisung not to secretly tried to get another look at his new neighbor, trying to determine when you would go out so he could casually bump into you and say hi. It was highly unlikely you were still single — who would not fall for a pretty girl like that? But he had to try.

After a week, he gave up. Maybe you just wanted to be left alone. He was returning home late one day, tired from his long day at the recording studio with Changbin who was not satisfied even after twenty retakes of the same verse. He was so tired, his vision was blurry and he bumped his foot loudly against the door. "Shit!" He cursed, wincing as he tried to step back. He was just about done with everything when the door next door opened, revealing the insanely pretty girl with concern masking your features. You were wearing pajamas, some part of his brain noted, pajamas with squirrels on them. Why did that make make him feel things?

Great going Jisung. Amazing first impression.

"Sorry, I heard some loud noises — are you okay?" You asked. You pushed away the hair covering your eyes. He took in more of your features. Your wispy bangs, your almost black eyes, your nose, the pink in your cheeks and your lips. Oh god. He could feel all sorts of wild thoughts running through his mind. Most of which were not child friendly.

Jisung couldn't look away. "Yeah. Yeah I'm good. Thank you." He said, mustering a smile to match the one forming on your face. I'm doomed. "You're new... right? I'm Jisung. Han Jisung." Nice save dork.

"Y/n. I've been meaning to introduce myself. I've just been busy and —"

You never had time to finish your sentence because a kid appeared in the doorway, rubbing his eyes and clinging onto your leg. What the — "Mama..."

"Sorry baby, did I wake you up?" You asked softly, picking up the kid in your arms. Jisung's heart was plummeting. No way. No fucking way — "I was just saying to the nice man next door. Say hi." The little boy waved cutely.

Jisung returned the gesture, too stunned to speak. "Is he your...."

"Huh? Yeah —" Your face broke into another huge grin. "This is my son, Sunghwan." The sleepy kid perked up at the mention of his name before starting to doze off again on your shoulder. "I should put him back to sleep. It was nice meeting you Jisung." You bowed and went back inside your house, closing the door behind her, leaving Jisung in a state of utter shock and confusion.

The pretty (sexy) girl next door was not only taken, but you were married and had a kid. Why did the universe like toying with his heart so much? Jisung went inside his own house, closing the door with a grumpy face. He really got too ahead of himself, didn't he?

A few days later, he ran into the pretty married girl with an adorable kid at the supermarket. Well — he ran into your adorable kid first. Jisung was piling up on snacks since he needed the sugar, when he spotted a small child trying to hold onto candy bars and grab more from the shelves. Upon getting a closer look, he noticed it was the kid from next door! He couldn't just leave the little boy, now could he? Not when he knew him. He had to take responsibility as a neighbor and a decent dude to bring him back to his mom.

So he approached the kid. "Hey little guy, where's your mom?" He asked, crouching down to his height. He really was cute (just like his mom).

"She buying vegetables. Bleh." The kid made a disgusted face, making Jisung laugh.

"You don't like vegetables?"

"No. They gross. I like candy!" He said excitedly, holding up the goodies that he piled in his small hands.

"Okay then, what about your dad?"

"Dada sees me every Fri-day.” He said carefully. “Only Mama here.” He looked around in confusion. “Mama?”

Jisung was still caught on the sentence about his dad. He sees him every Friday? That sounded a lot like… those child custody things he saw on TV. "Okay little guy, let's go find your mom first. She must be worried." He held out his hand. "My name is Jisung." He offered a smile.

"Ji-sung?" The kid held onto his hand. Jisung began leading them down the aisles. "I'm Sung-hwan! Sunghwan!" He said with a giggle. Aw man he's so cute.

"Sunghwan huh? That's a nice name." Jisung noted as he looked around for you. He soon found you near the cereals, looking worried. "Aha, we found her!" He took a very long glance at your figure and had a few seconds to fantasize over her long legs before Sunghwan shouted.

"Mama!"

You snapped your head in their direction, relief washing over your face as you knelt down so the kid could run into your arms. "Sunghwan! How many times have I told you to not run off like that!" You chided, but you held onto him tightly. You stood up, your gaze meeting Jisung's. A smile formed on your face. "Jisung, right? I can't thank you enough! I looked away for two seconds and he was gone and—"

"It's alright." Jisung brushed it off, but his heart was going crazy inside his chest. She's smiling at me and she's talking to me! "I found him in the candy aisle. Little man has taste."

You looked at kid, who had an innocent look on his face. You shook your head. "I should've known. But anyways, thank you." You held Jisung's hand to shake it. Holy moly.

"It's okay. Really." He said, a huge smile on his face. "Do you need some help?" He asked, looking at the shopping cart that was full of groceries.

"No, no, it's okay —"

"No, I could help, seriously. You look like you have a lot on your hands already." Jisung said, looking at the kid was trying to pick up a box of cereal from the shopping cart. "I live next door, it really isn't an issue.”

“Honestly, that would be really helpful.”.

"No worries." Jisung said casually.

Which was how he found himself in the apartment next door, setting down the bags of groceries in the kitchen. The house was neat — except there were toys everywhere. Sunghwan was way more than thrilled to show Jisung each and every one of them. He even began narrating the story of why his Mickey Mouse stuffed toy had a bandage (bad encounter with a dog at the park) which made Jisung laugh. He would've loved to spend the whole day there, if he didn't get a call from Changbin.

"Oh, that's work. I gotta go." He said, standing up.

"Thank you again, Jisung." You said, coming out of the kitchen.

"I told you, it's okay." He chuckled. "I like helping people out."

"Jisungie, you have to come back and play with me, okay?" Sunghwan had gotten up from his place and was now holding onto the fabric of his jeans. It was adorable. "I no show my Legos." He pouted. This kid was pulling at his heartstrings.

"I mean, if it's okay with your mom…” He tried off, meeting your eyes. Please say yes.

"Of course you can." You nodded with another one of those bright smiles.

"Yay!" Sunghwan jumped around.

"Say bye, Sung." You told the kid, who waved brightly.

"Bye Sunghwan. And you too Y/n. You can call me if you ever need anything." Jisung told you, putting his hands in his pockets. "I'll see you guys later." He saw himself out and back to his own house. That kid was the ticket to get close to you. You're single (as far as he understood), which means he was doing no wrong. Besides, moms are super sexy (she was an absolute milf). God, he was getting too excited. He grabbed his things and headed to the recording studio.

Safe to say the Jisung was absolutely fucked. He was goner the day he saw you dressed up in a dress that was too short for his mental wellbeing. It was supposed to be a normal day. He started babysitting Sunghwan quite often because you had job interviews packed for the whole week. Since he loved you oh so much, the second he swung open to the door to meet your nervous face, asking him if he could watch Sunghwan for a while.

Truth be told — Jisung didn't exactly hear what you said. He'd known you for a month and he was already down so so bad. He only saw your pretty lips moving, the way you fiddled with your fingers as you tried to explain it to him. But Jisung. Oh god. He just stared at you like a lovesick fool and immediately nodded to save his ass when you finished speaking.

Which was how he found himself in his apartment the next day with Sunghwan and his Legos spread out across the living room. Jisung had to work on this track for Changbin and he also had to watch the kid so he decided to multitask. I mean, how hard could it be to take care of a three year old?

Jisung found out his answer within five minutes when said three year old completely trashed his house with Legos. He couldn't walk two feet without stepping on one of the bricks, making him bite his lip in pain so he wouldn't let out a yelp.

“I'm just going to let myself in!” The second day of baby-sitting, Changbin just appeared in his apartment for no reason. This was probably the worst possible situation is overly loud friend could've walked into. Jisung could practically see his face morph into confusion, his eyes widening and his jaw dropped. “Since when do you have a kid?” He asked loudly. Even a deaf person could hear him at this point. “When did you get laid bro? You've been bitchless —”

“Okay!” Jisung cut him off, covering Sunghwan's ears. “Let's not use colorful language when there is a child present.” Only after Changbin muttered a half-hearted sorry did Jisung uncover the kid's ears. “He's my neighbor's kid —”

“You knocked up your neighbor?—”

“Will you please shut the fuc — shut up please?” Jisung took a deep breath. “I'm baby-sitting. His mom has job interviews and she asked for help and I couldn't say no. The kid's too cute.” He shrugged. Just thinking about you made a small blush creep up on his face, his ears turning red. He's never been down so bad for a person before like this.

“Holy shit —” Changbin completely ignored the don't curse there's a fucking child in front of you warning. “You like his mom.” He mouthed the last two words. Guess he didn't trade all of his brain cells for those muscles. “I should've known you actually had a thing for older woman when you brought up —”

“Enough of my embarrassing past and just get on with why you're here.” Jisung was not going to relive his teenage embarrassments. He'd done some things he's not so proud of and Changbin took every chance to make sure he never forgot them.

His friend left a while later. You texted saying that you would be home in a few. He took Sunghwan back to your house after cleaning up all the toys in his. All was well.

But everything turned topsy-turvy the second he saw you entering the house with that purple dress you wore for your job interview. It stopped just where Jisung's imagination started to wander down the gutter. It hugged your curves perfectly and accentuated your boobs so well that it made him dizzy.

"How'd it go?" He asked you once you sat down on the couch near him, playing Legos with Sunghwan, who was absorbed in his kids show playing on the TV. Jisung was sitting on the floor, so your bare knees were brushing against his shoulder, creating waves of tingles over him.

"It went pretty well." You answered, moving those magenta stained lips of yours. I wonder what it would feel like wrapped around my cock. Jisung had to mentally slap himself. Whatever sexual attraction he had to you was not disappearing in anyway — if anything, it increased every second he spent in your presence. For some reason, everything you did turned him on. The past few weeks ended in cold showers every day to calm himself down. "You're spacing out. Have something on your mind?"

Yeah, you. "Nah, I was just thinking about this song I was working on for my friend." Nice save. "The beat isn't perfect, you know? I've been tweaking it for days, maybe I should just let it be."

He saw you put your hand on your chin to think. "Well, I don't know much about music but maybe you need a fresh perspective? I think I read that somewhere. Something about not working on it for a while...."

"That... makes sense." He nodded slowly. "Maybe I just need some fresh air, you know?"

Sunghwan perked up at that. He jumped onto Jisung, a big, goofy smile on his face. Jisung found himself seeing you in the kid. His smile, his laugh, the way his eyes crinkled at the edges when he was happy — he was almost exactly like you.

"Jisungie! Park!" He exclaimed with a giggle. "Let's go to park!"

"A park? Now? Maybe tomorrow bud, your mom's probably tired."

"Yeah Sung, we'll go tomorrow. I promise." You ruffled the kid's hair.

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise." You repeated with a laugh. Sunghwan went back to playing with his Legos. "By the way Jisung, if you're free on Friday, you wanna go watch a movie?"

"Hmm? Yeah, yeah I'd be down." He nodded absent-mindedly, watching the boy run around the room with a Lego car.

"Great." You gave him another one of those smiles before walking to her bedroom. Jisung's eyes were on your ass as you disappeared from the corridor. Wait a minute. Sunghwan will be with his dad on Friday, right? Did you just... ask him out?

"What did mommy say?" Sunghwan asked Jisung.

"Mommies are confusing." He said. "But sexy."

"Sixy?" The kid repeated.

"No — no not sixy! Uh, uh —" Jisung panicked. "Hey, I found this Lego set on Amazon and I thought you'd like it." He quickly whipped out his phone to show him to take his mind off of what he said. God forbid you found that he was talking about how you looked in front of your own kid.

That night after going back to his apartment, he laid in bed, his cock in his hands as he stroked himself to the thought of you. Unconsciously moaning your name loudly (maybe a bit too loud) as he imagined you there, jerking him off with your soft hands and that fuckable face with your big eyes, your lips wrapped around him as you took him in whole — yeah, he came pretty hard after that.

Friday took way longer than Jisung wanted. He was antsy the entire morning in the studio, leg bouncing as he sat on the chair while Changbin recorded in the booth. He was so out of it, he didn't hear his friend calling him thrice from outside the little room until Changbin smacked the back of his head which momentarily brought Jisung out of his dreamland.

How could he focus? When he was just a few hours away from spending an evening with you? Only you? He loved Sunghwan, don't get him wrong but going to a movie together and getting dinner afterwards and maybe — just maybe Jisung could spit out the words he'd been holding hostage inside his mouth ever since he first laid eyes on you. Dear Y/n, I've liked you since the second I saw you in your balcony and I was hoping you could rail me —

The second he got home, he took a shower, brushed his teeth again, and spent twenty minutes trying to decide what he should wear. A suit was too over the top and a normal t-shirt and jeans would look like he didn't care. He had to look cool but interested. In the end he opted for a plain black shirt over his loose jeans. He styled his dark hair with a part in the middle and sprayed some cologne on.

Two mental breakdowns later, he was standing in front of the movie theater where you told him you'd meet him. He tried to act all nonchalant but he was slowly losing his mind as he stood there like a loser (it was for ten minutes).

When you finally arrived, he swore his heart stopped beating for a good few seconds as his eyes raked over your little top that dipped low in the front. Did you do it on purpose? Did you know the way his heart started to a marathon every time he looked at you? How the fuck was he supposed to pay attention to a movie when you were dressed like that?

“Sorry I'm late. Dropping Sunghwan off took a little longer than expected.” You adjusted the strap of your handbag which was resting on your shoulder.

“I just got here too. It's okay.” Jisung played it off coolly. It was all worth seeing that smile on your face. He took a moment to mentally note that he also liked the subtle pink lipstick you wore today, but his favorite had to be that magenta color. Just imagining himself stained in your kisses — his face, his chest, his d —

Han Jisung almost publicly humiliated himself for the nth time this month.

The movie was fine. It was some romcom that you liked. His attention was more on you. Your reactions to everything, the way your eyes sparkled as you pointed to the screen, the way your eyes turned into crescents as you laughed at whatever corny ass jokes Jisung made that weren't even that funny.

Dinner… Dinner was far more difficult. He could barely pay any attention to what you were saying. He was more focused on your fingers and your freshly painted magenta nails. Magenta was going to be his fucking end. He could barely keep himself from imagining how good those freshly manicured hands would look wrapped around his cock. Oh god, he was getting hard again. He was only snapped out of his thoughts when you said, “You want to go home?”

“Huh?”

“You look tired. And I'm probably boring you —”

“No, no — never.” Jisung shook his head.

“Then what's wrong Jisung?”

Fuck it, he couldn't take it anymore. “I like you Y/n.” Silence. The silence after that was killing him. He swallowed hard and took a big gulp of water as his face turned redder than red.

“Well I know that. Why do you think I invited you out on a date?”

Every time Jisung believed he couldn't be more surprised, you just had to go and prove him wrong. “What?” He breathed out.

“I know you like me. You're not very secretive about it.” You chuckled, twisted the pasta in your plate onto your fork. “I like you a lot too.” What the actual fuck? “I never thought I'd like someone so fast after… everything. But you proved me wrong.” You shrugged. “But my real question is… do you jerk off to me every night?”

That's it. Jisung knew the thin walls of his apartment would come back to bite him someday in the future. He was betrayed by his own house. He was absolutely mortified you heard him fisting himself to you. He turned impossibly more red. He could barely stutter out a response but he stopped when he saw that teasing smile on your face.

“It's a good thing I feel the same way.”

The cab ride home was torture. Not only did you like him. But you wanted to fuck him too? And it definitely did not help whatsoever that you hand rested on his thigh and slowly inched upward, agonizingly slow towards the obvious tent in his pants. His dick was so hard it hurt in the confines of his pants. He bit down on his lip so hard when you brushed over his bones and then started to palm him through the fabric. Oh fucking hell��� You were teasing him. He could see that smirk on your face as he almost whined when you pulled away because the cab stopped.

The second you stepped foot in his apartment, he pushed you against the wall next to the door and smashed his lips against yours. Hungry and needy. He pressed his body against yours, pulling you along to his bedroom (how he got there, he had no clue). His hands were everywhere. Touching and caressing every part of you. Your hair, your waist, your ass — it was heaven. You threaded your fingers through his fingers, lightly tugging at the strands. It was enough to elicit a soft moan from him, muffled by the kiss.

“Tell me Jisung…” You said quietly as you pulled away from him. “What did you imagine about me?” You pushed him onto the bed and as you got on your knees. He lifted his hips as you pulled down his pants along with his boxers, releasing his dick. It was red and stained with precum and so hard.

But you didn't do anything. “Please.” He whimpered. “Do something.” You smiled at him deviously before beginning to stroke him at a slow pace. Too slow. “F-Fuck.” He threw his head back with a groan. You were barely doing anything and he was so far gone. You carefully took him into your mouth, inch by inch. Your mouth was warm, your plush lips wrapped around his cock was making him lose his mind. He wanted to grab your hair and fuck your throat but he couldn't move his body. It was like he was frozen, only able to buck his hips into your mouth for some kind of friction. You finally — finally started bobbing your head up and down, the tip of his cock touching the back of your throat each time. “S-Shit. Fuck. Don't stop.” You went faster after that, fondling with his balls. Your tongue swirling around the tip and your hands on his balls, he could feel that band in his belly about to snap. “Fuck. Fuck I'm gonna —” Before he could reach that sweet release, you pulled away with a pop, innocent eyes staring up at him. He let out a loud groan at that. “W-Why —”

He stopped himself when you stood up and took off your pants and panties and crawled onto his lap, sinking onto him slowly. A soft moan escaped both your mouths when his dick was completely inside you. “Fuck you're big.” You whimpered, trying to adjust to his size. It gave him a bit of an ego boost. You started to bounce on him, letting out the most sinful moans Jisung ever heard in his entire life. “Perfect little dick. Filling me up so well.” You groaned. His dick twitched. Your walls were sucking him in, milking him. It was too much. He was already on edge from his denied orgasm, but the way you were talking to him? Fuck. He wasn't going to last.

“S-So tight.” He whimpered. “F-Fuck. Feels good.”

“Feels good baby?” You asked. He nodded frantically. “Are you gonna cum?” He nodded again. “Hold it for a bit. Only good boys get to cum. Have you been a good boy?”

“Y-Yes, fuck —” He squeezed his eyes shut as your walls clenched around him. “Oh fuck —” Jisung was determined to save the last of his dignity (not like he had much in the first place) and tried to get you off too. He met your thrusts half way, his dick repeatedly brushing against that spongy spot deep inside you.

“Right there.” Your nails dug into his skin but he didn't give two shits. “‘M so close.”

“Let me make you cum too.” He kissed your chest, your breasts and wrapped his lips around your hardened buds, alternating between the two of them. From the fucked out expression on your face and the way he was two seconds from filling you with his seed, he two took of his fingers and found your clit in no time, rubbing harsh circles on the sensitive numb making you cry out as your orgasm washed over you. Jisung came a moment later, his body spasming as he came down from his high.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” You panted, your head laying on his shoulder. Jisung could barely even nod in reply. His dick was still inside you as your juices and his pooled onto his thighs and onto his sheets. It was a mistake to look at where your swollen pussy lips swallowed him whole and he could feel himself getting hard again.

Yeah. He definitely had a thing for mommies.

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[makur0]

hi!! could i request a ritsu x fem!reader where they started dating a little bit ago and he’s been distancing himself from reader for about a week now, and she’s wondering if she did something wrong :( turns out he’s been a bit (a lot) sexually frustrated so when reader goes to confront him, he explains the situation but accidentally gets hard while explaining and reader notices and he’s like “agh don’t look at it >:(“ XD so then that leads to reader offering to help him out and ritsu’s actually just super gentle during their first time and prioritizes reader’s pleasure over his own despite his circumstances it’s so cute <3 if you could include some oral (female receiving) and just a kinda fluffy scenario overall that would be great !!

i’m so sorry if this was oddly specific AHAHA thank you and pls take care of yourself!!

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

synopsis — you confronted your new lover, who has been distancing himself lately. out of all the answers you imagined, though, you never expected this one… [ritsu sakuma x fem! reader]

content warnings — nsfw, mdni. soft! dom! ritsu, oral (fem receiving), praise, sorta-vanilla, nipping, pussydrunk! ritsu

author’s note — yes i’m back with another ritsu what you gon’ do about it >:) [I literally DIED when i wrote this request i don’t know why but i couldn’t bring myself to do a proper buildup w/ this.] half-assed, really.

word count — 1026

THE FLOWER IN YOUR HAND PREDICTED A GOOD RELATIONSHIP.

So why was he distancing himself from you?

Ritsu Sakuma, the sleepy third-year of Yumenosaki Academy. And your newfound boyfriend. Just like any other fan, you were over the moon when he confessed to you. Apparently his little naps on your lap wasn’t clear enough, or when he would drag you to Knights practices. But you guessed it didn’t matter now, did it? Nah, it don’t. 

But what does is the fact that he turns immediately away from you once he sees you in the hallway now.

Why on earth was he avoiding you? You two have been barely dating for, what, a week? What could you have done during that time? What you couldn’t have done?

Your worry and anxiety grew as the time without him stretched throughout the week, self-deprecating thoughts filling your head. Were you not good enough for him? Is the way you conducted yourself not fitting for his tastes? What was it that made the sleep-deprived idol hide behind a locker from your sight?

If you were somebody who really payed attention, you would notice the slight blush on his cheeks whenever he looked away from you, his gaze drifting downwards before scowling in embarrassment, or when he even slapped his hands on a friend’s mouth, flushing brightly as he smirked back at him.

Yeah, you really weren’t the problem... in that way. You didn’t realize it, though.

After being given the weekend to think over things and mentally sob over his offline status, you gathered the courage to confront him Monday morning and- well-

“Why are you avoiding me?” That simple sentence was blurted out as you finally had your hands on Ritsu, pulling on his collar to make you face him. In contrast to your demanding presence, he could really be compared to a half-asleep cat who was just caught in the act of knocking something down.

“I- uh...” He mumbled, fiddling with his blazer. “I just have been- really busy.” His blood-red eyes drifted down towards the floor, but suddenly changed direction and stared at the locker, his face red. “Yeah.”

“Ritsu, you haven’t.” You crossed your arms, a disappointed frown on your face. “Tsukasa hasn’t scheduled anything for the entire week.”

His face burned, sighing as he was caught on his act and finally glancing up to meet your eyes. 

The way you leaned your hip towards one side, your eyebrows slightly furrowed, and your small lips held in a cute pout...

God. Not now.

“Look, if you needed space in the first place I would have given it to you-”

“No!” He hissed, tugging at his jacket. “No no, it’s not that. I promise, it’s just- ah...

“It’s actually quite the opposite, I-”

You sighed, shaking your head, then much to his despair you noticed something. You noticed it.

“Ritsu,” A shocked mumble left your mouth, your ears turning pink. “Are you-?”

“Just- no no, don’t look at it...” He sighed out, frustrated, almost ripping his blazer in the process just to hide his little ‘friend’. “Give me a bit to calm down, and I’m sorry...”

And just like that, he ran off, almost awkwardly as he was forced to cover his problem, leaving you as your blush grew tenfold at the discovery.

Was that why he would avoid me?

No... but then again...

You could barely focus on your classes, drifting from reasoning to fantasy much to your embarrassment. If that was really the problem, he wouldn’t mind you offering your help, right? Then again, if it wasn’t, you would sure be in a weird position.

Sighing loudly, you dropped your head on your desk.

Relationships are too confusing.

---

“Hey, listen, I just want to say sorry about what happened-”

“If you want, I don’t mind helping you-”

You and Ritsu paused, staring at each other with slightly open mouths as you interrupted the other. At the sight of his confused look, you blushed furiously. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it that-”

“You... want to help?” Ritsu childishly echoed, tilting his head like a cat. “But [name], it isn’t your fault.”

“But as your girlfriend, I should pitch in once in a while, yes?” You almost joked, a ghost of a smile on your face. “And... I would like to do it with you~”

The male looked at you, seemingly conflicted. He didn’t want you to feel like you were obligated to help him... but then again, you were offering yourself in the way that he wanted you in. So really... he couldn’t pass an opportunity like this.

“A-alright.”

Which led you having him in between your legs, eating you out while moaning you praises. Please give him kudos for being considerate, but he was longing for this for way too long, Ritsu couldn’t bring himself to go slow. You just tasted so heavenly, so decadent. 

“R-Ritsu-!” A stuttered moan left you, curling your legs around his legs as you arched your back, your heartbeat accelerating. “Keep going- keep going!”

The male groaned out his answer, his hips bucking into the mattress as he stimulated himself. If you were in a right mindset you would have helped him, but it was his fault for making you so crazed, so drunk on the pleasure he was giving you that you couldn’t think straight.

A loud shout slipped out of your mouth, your body tensing as you came. Ritsu slowed down his movements, resorting to tiny kitten licks against your cunt as he swiped up your delicious juices.

“Hah...” You eventually slowed your breath, mindlessly wrapping your arms around Ritsu as he came in for a hug, pressing chaste kisses against your neck with lips still moist from your sex. 

“Oh, Ritsu... did you even come yourself?” You mumbled, threading your fingers in his hair. “Hon...”

“It’s fine, it’s fine,” He reassured you. “It was enough for me to watch you unfold-” He broke off, face going slack as you slightly pushed his chest away, then reaching downwards.

“You helped me,” You said, cupping his hard-on as the male stifled a whine. “So let me help you now.

[icypopz]

itoshi sae as your boyfriend ♡

↬ request from anon ; idk if youre taking reqs, but if you are can i request some boyfriend hcs abt itoshi sae? gn reader pls and thank u sm ^^

↬ notes ; itoshi sae x gn!reader, fluff, headcanons

↬ from ice ; omg sae my beloved <3 he's so mean in the manga but i love him,,, hope u like this nonnie !

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itoshi sae is the football's world's current favourite celebrity, with his amazing talent and almost genius brain. if you're dating sae, consider yourself very lucky.

he never lets anybody know who he's dating, he absolutely despises the idea of you being hounded by the paparazzi the same way he is. however, your relationship isn't a secret idea. once in a blue moon, maybe about once or twice a month, sae will post a picture on his instagram story of the two of you together. your face will be hidden and he won't tag you, but his fans go wild for it every time because you're both so hot.

sae is actually a menace, he loves annoying you, like as soon as he comes back from practice he'll purposely give you a huge hug without even showering yet 😭 if you push him away he gets pouty and dealing with a grumpy sae is definitely not pleasant, so you always give in. he does give great hugs though, so that's a win for you! also if you're shorter than him, he'll definitely use you as an elbow rest, and make fun of you for being small.

when you first start dating, sae is very much not into physical affection, but as you get closer, you realise that he is SUPER touch starved. he likes to lie in your lap as you card your hands through his hair, it's relaxing for him and a nice way for him to unwind after a busy day of football practice. his favourite place to kiss you is your neck, because sae likes seeing you flustered. as for him, he likes being kissed on his cheek! for him the gesture just feels very innocent and genuine, which is a welcome relief from the corrupt world of sponsors and managers and teammates he lives in daily.

sae wears loads of rings because he thinks they look Cool and he likes looking Cool. also he buys you matching slim gold bands that you both wear every day, it isn't related to marriage it's just to let everyone know that you both are taken and they act as memories of each other! before football matches sae has been caught kissing his ring for good luck, and when you tease him about it later he doesn't even get phased he's just like, "yeah, i thought you would send me the luck i needed to win. not like i needed luck though i'm just that-" please kiss him to shut him up omg

if you ever mention anything romantic sae pretends to be grossed out 😐 like you can send him a text that says, "good morning, have a great day sae! ily <3' and he either leaves you on read or replies with 'k.' and then a minute later 'simp' LMFAOOO. he prefers video calling instead of texting! when he's playing international games which he couldn't bring you along for he will debate on calling you when he knows you're asleep because he doesn't want to wake you but at the same time he wants to see your face. he ends up waking up super early so he can call you when he knows you'll be awake, but he brushes it off by bluffing he had practice, he's gotta keep up the image that he isn't down bad. (he is)

sae is literally so rich it's not even funny, and for your birthday (he keeps a reminder in his calendar just in case he forgets (which he doesn't, but he pretends he did to get on your nerves)) he goes all out! depending on what type of party you'd like, if you'd like one at all, he's willing to spend however much it takes to make you happy. also for the week leading up to your birthday a gift gets delivered to your house daily, ranging from a flower bouquet to diamond accessories to stunning clothes - yeah, sae is head over heels in love.

omg he's the type of guy who knows that you think he's hot and he uses it against you. like if you're mad at him, he nods at whatever you're saying but just stares at your face really intently until you get distracted. also while you're scolding he won't say anything but he will randomly cup your cheek and tilt your face up to look at him, which makes you lose your train of thought because it is way too difficult to think of anything other than how attractive he is.

this is just smth that i find hot but if you're talking to sae normally he'll go like "mhmm? oh, really?" and raise his eyebrows and lean back into his seat with a smirk curving his lips, pretending he doesn't notice how heat is rising to your cheeks.

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[classylo]

i'm not like that | bucky barnes

parings: lawyer!bucky x lawyer!femalereader

summary: Bucky and Reader are co-workers at a law firm and there has always been some tension but neither make a move, especially when reader learns of his habits with other women. The two are then tasked to go on a business trip...will someone finally make their move? 

warnings: 18+!!! MINORS DNI (smut, dirty talk, unprotected sex, pool sex), little bit of angst, assumptions about bucky being a fuckboy, pls tell me if I missed anything! this is a bit of a long one so buckle up!!

The sound of car horns and people yelling expletives at each other, no better way to start your morning. You were heading to work in your usual attire, comfortable heels, long brown coat, and hair styled just the way you like it so it’ll stay out of your way. You had your coffee in one hand and phone in the other, trying to get ahead before your day even started. 

You were greeted by the friendly building security guard to who you offered your breakfast pastry every day, and every day he’d decline. You knew one day he’d cave. You waited for the elevator, mindlessly scrolling through all the emails, you didn’t hear the ding of the door opening or feel someone walking by you into the open doors. 

“Are you coming in or are you just going to stand there,  doll.” 

It was the use of that horrid pet name that made your body shiver, and not in a good way. Your eyes shot up, filled with annoyance as your co-worker/frenemy stood 4 feet in front of you. The smug smile on his face as his body was clothed in his usual Friday attire, navy suit, white shirt, and baby blue tie. You hated how good he looked in navy blue.

You roll your eyes at him and step into the elevator with him. 

“So how was the date?”

You shake your head, trying to remain cool. Trying to remain calm. But you can feel your nostrils flaring and your jaw clenching.

He was the last person you wanted to see today, let alone be in the elevator with. As he was the reason you went home alone last night. You were out on a date with a guy you’d been seeing for a few weeks and we're having a great time. You were going to invite him back to your place for some much needed …adult time, well, that was until your douchebag co-worker strolled up to the bar and ruined the whole evening.

“You’re such a fucking prick, you know that?” You bark back.

“Woah, calm down —“ he begins,

You shove your phone into your purse and turn to face him.

“You ruined my night! You ruin everything! Don’t you get tired of this stupid game you play? Don’t you get tired of ruining my life!” You say, poking into his chest.

You see a small smile creep upon his face as you finally finish berating into him. You were so angry and so annoyed, yet he stood there trying not to laugh.

“You are fucking ridiculous.” You mumble, turning to face the elevator doors.

“Oh love, it’s not that big of a deal, the guy looked like a waste of your time anyways. If anything, you should be thanking me.” He smirks.

All you can do is scoff at his words. His inability to understand your anger makes the situation 10x worse. Especially because he finds it so comical. He always finds it so comical. Ruining your day, annoying you, making fun of you in meetings, calling you little names behind your back.

“I seriously hate your guts, Bucky,” you mumble as the doors open to your office floor. 

“You don’t, Y/N.” He responded, winking at you as he took off towards his own office.

Once in your office with the door closed, you grabbed your stress-relief ball and began squeezing the literal life out of it. You hated how easily he got to you. How angry he made you. Mostly you just hated that he hated you. He was your office crush the second you began working at the law firm, he was attractive and charming. You two developed this playful banter that would continue from the meeting rooms to your office. Everything was fun and playful and almost felt like it could lead to something…until one night you were out to drinks with your female co-workers. They explained to you that Bucky was just a huge playboy and this is what he does will all the new associates. You weren’t special, you were just another girl for him to bag and once he’d do it, he’d want nothing to do with you.

Since that night you promised yourself you wouldn’t be just another woman for him to play. So, your playful banter turned into serious annoyance from you. You wouldn’t play along with his name-calling or silly jokes. Instead, you’d roll your eyes and walk out of the room. 

Bucky would be lying to himself if he didn’t say this newfound coldness from you hurt him. It hurt too much. He tried to understand why you were avoiding him, what happened to the seemingly fun friendship you two had created, he tried to understand what he did. But he was too prideful to actually ask you. So, he just went along with this newfound hatred you two had for each other. Never questioning why the girl he had a school-boy crush on now hated him and wanted nothing to do with him.

Once you calm down from the elevator incident you open your laptop and start actually going through your emails, responding to clients, and reaching out to others. You hear the sound of a new email coming in and the subject line confuses you. 

SUBJECT: ASAP TRIP TO LA; FLIGHT TIMES & HOTEL CONFIRMATION

You knew you were going to LA to meet a client but that wasn’t for a few weeks. You open the email in hopes you’ll understand the sudden urgency when your heart drops. Bucky is CCed on the email.

Bucky is going with you to LA.

You and Bucky are going to LA. This weekend. Your flight leaves tomorrow.

You have to go on a trip with Bucky.

You slam your laptop shut and storm out of your office to find your boss. You see Bucky already standing in there, probably doing the same thing you were about to do, yelling at your boss for sending you on this last-minute trip. You walk towards the open door and stop as you hear Bucky’s booming voice.

“Steve, you can’t send me on the trip with her. I can’t be alone with her, please. You have to send someone else, anyone else.” He begs your boss. 

“Buck, these are her clients too. You two can get along for three days —“

“No. Steve. You don’t understand, I can’t be alone with her. Just send me, she doesn’t even know these people yet, I can handle this, she doesn’t need to come.”

His words cut deep. While your relationship with him wasn’t the best…you didn’t think he’d go so far as to sabotage you from clients, or from the promotion you had been desperately seeking for months now. 

“Damn, Bucky, I knew you hated me but sabotaging my clients is a new low.” You interject, Bucky’s face goes red with shame realizing you had overheard everything he had just said.

“Y/N, wait, let me —“

“No need.” You say, turning your back to him and walking from the meeting room. 

He quickly makes his way after you but you’re quick on your heels and back to your office in seconds. Abruptly slamming the door in his face. The office eyes are on Bucly as he spins around and notices everyone giving him a look. He fakes a smile and walks off, thinking of ways he can explain why he was trying to get out of this trip. Trying to think of any way to explain it other than “I’m so fucking in love with you and you hate my fucking guts and if I am alone with you I might actually combust.”

Instead, he sits in his office while you sit in yours. You’re fighting back the tears of second-hand rejection from the guy you’ve tried to stop liking, the guy who has only ruined your life since you started working here, the guy who has literally no regard for you. 

You sat in your office for the rest of the day. You refused to leave for lunch and you skipped out on the afternoon meeting. You didn’t want to see him. You didn’t want to have to face him and hear his lame excuse. Instead, you stayed in your office until you were sure he was gone. You had to be at the airport early, with or without Bucky, at least you could act cordial for a fucking weekend.

You went home and packed a weekend bag, throwing in some business clothes and a casual outfit or two. You hadn’t been to LA in some time so you were hoping to at least take a few hours to yourself and explore. When your head hit your pillow you were reminded of the words that hurt you so very much just a few hours ago. Your stomach clenched at the thought of Bucky. You hoped your boss was sending someone else. You prayed he was. You actually prayed he’d email you and tell you, you weren’t going. You couldn’t stand the thought of having to sit next to Bucky, the guy who really hates your fucking guts, for a 6-hour plane ride. 

Your prayers didn’t work as you wake to no emails and were met with an overly dressed Bucky at 6am at JFK airport. His Louis Vuitton luggage caused you to roll your eyes under your sunglasses. 

“Good morning,” he said, handing you the coffee that was in his hand. 

You took it and walked past him. 

“Y/N. Wait.” He said grabbing ahold of your arm and turning you back to face him.

You yanked your arm from his hold and lift your sunglasses to your head. His eyes widen as he took in your appearance, knowing he’s the reason for the sleepless bags and red eyes.

“Buck, I really don’t give a fuck about whatever you’re about to say. Let’s just get this weekend over with, alright?” You say.

He opens his mouth but quickly bites his tongue. Just nodding in agreeance with your harsh words. He deserved it. He did. 

But if you’d just listen to him. 

The plane ride was quiet. You distracted yourself with work and he read a book. You could feel his eyes glance at you every now and then but you refused to give in. 

Once the plane landed you two took a cab to your hotel and checked in to your respected rooms. You were supposed to have lunch with your clients and then the rest of the day off. You were fine with this for several reasons, one being you only had to deal with Bucky for a few more hours today and the other being you could do whatever you’d like. 

You checked into your room and got ready for lunch. You threw on a green suit and styled your hair into a ponytail. You grabbed your purse and made your way down towards the lobby. Bucky was already down there waiting for you. His back was toward you as you made your way to him. He was wearing a bit more casual look than you. Dark pants and his favorite light blue button-down. You hated how attractive he looked from behind. Even more so from the front. The second he heard the sound of your heels clicking against the floor he turned to look at you. He felt his heart stop as you walked towards him. 

Unlike you, he loved how beautiful you looked. 24/7. There was never a movement you weren’t the epitome of perfection. And his favorite part about you was that you never tried, you never tried to look as beautiful as you did, it was just natural, it was just the perfect glow of your skin and the way your nose crinkled when you laughed a little too hard. It was the way you tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear when you’d present in meetings. Everything about you was so perfect. Everything about you made him love you even more.

“Ready?” You ask, breaking him from his trance.

“Mhm,” he nods as he allows you to lead the way. 

Luckily the lunch was in the restaurant right beside your hotel. The waiter led you to your table and Bucky quickly pulled the seat out for you to sit down. You thanked him with a smile and sat down, eagerly awaiting your clients. You two ordered drinks as you waited and you could feel Bucky’s glare on you similar to the plane ride.

“What?” You ask.

“I just — will you please let me apologize for yesterday?” He says, his big blue eyes playing games with your heart.

You sigh and roll your eyes.

“I wasn’t trying to sabotage you. I wasn’t trying to take this from you. I just —“ before he can finish, you shoot up from your seat the second you spot your clients. You wave them down and the lunch begins. 

It goes great, you making them laugh and Bucky just sitting back and letting you do all the work. They liked all the ideas you had for their new company and expressed their interest in meeting with you both again before you leave to settle all the paperwork in making them official clients of you and your firm. 

You were on cloud-nine after lunch, partially floating back to your hotel. You couldn’t stop smiling and rubbing in Bucky’s face how much they liked you.

“And you didn’t want me to come,” you say, as the two of you step into hotel elevator.

He doesn’t say anything. Instead, just enjoys how happy you are and laugh as you continue to ramble on about lunch. He walks you to your room and you stop just outside of your door, turning to him. 

“I forgive you, by the way, no hard feelings.” You smile.

“Good,” he says, silence quickly filling the small space between the two of you. 

He could easily kiss you. Just lean down and capture your lips in his. Tell you everything he’s wanted to since he first saw you. He could. But you quickly open the door and say bye. 

Bucky sits in his room the rest of the day, thinking about how fucking stupid he is. He can’t go on like this, he can’t keep pretending that he doesn’t have these feelings for you. He pulls out his phone, searching for his number remembering you gave it to him a while back, when you two were still friendly. He was getting ready to call you when he heard a knock on his door.

He is shocked to find you on the other side of it.

“Want to try in-n-out burger with me?” You ask.

He laughs and nods his head, quickly grabbing his wallet and following you down the hallway. You two find the nearest in-n-out and feast upon the delicious burgers and fries. You order a milkshake and force him to dip his fries in it. 

“You’ve never done this? God, you are so deprived!” You laugh.

Too much of his surprise, it was the most delicious thing ever. He actually ended up stealing your milkshake and the rest of your fries to which you told him he owed you a lunch at shake shack back in New York. You two then explored the area around your hotel, going into local shops and even walking down by the beach as the sunset. 

You two talked about law school and his family. You told him about your dogs back home at your parents house and how your nephew knows algebra in 3rd grade. He told you about his first heartbreak and the fact he hasn’t been in a real relationship since. 

“Yeah, you have quite the reputation around the office.” You say as you two walk back to the hotel.

“Oh god,” he replies, almost stopping in his tracks.

“I mean every law firm needs a playboy, right?” Your joke actually makes him stop.

“What?” He says.

You turn to notice his confused state and laugh along, figuring he’s just playing into the joke. 

“The girls, they told me you like to sleep around. Which, I mean, I’m not shocked —“

“What are you talking about?” He says, cutting you off.

“I went out with the girls from the office a while back and they told me all about your playboy ways, how you slept with all the new associates and —“

“You’re kidding, right? I’ve never slept with anyone from work. I — I would never do that. I’m not like that.” He says, stepping towards you. 

You can hear the sincerity in his voice as he tries explain to you that he is not at all like that. 

“Is that why you hate me? Cause you thought I was trying to sleep with you?” He asks, closing the gap between you two. 

“I — I d-don’t hate you. I just, we’ve never gotten along.” You mutter.

“Bullshit. We were fine and friendly until one day we weren’t. Did you think I was just trying to sleep with you?” His Brooklyn accent thickens as his annoyance grows.

“I don’t know what I thought, but it doesn’t matter.” You state, turning to leave.

He grabs your hand and spins you around to him.

“It does matter,” he says.

“Why? Why does it matter?” You ask, pulling your hand from him.

He opens his mouth to respond but no words come out. He’s unsure of how to tell you, he’s unsure if this is even the moment to tell you.

“Just forget it, Buck.” You say, walking off successfully this time. 

You aren’t sure when the conversation turned hostile or even why it did. But you felt like you were being attacked. You felt like you were about to admit things you didn’t want to. You felt like he was finally going to find out how you actually felt about him and you couldn’t bare that rejection. Not after the evening you two had just spent together.

You went to sleep that night feeling worse than you did the night before. You hated having these feelings. You hated that spending time with him made it worse. You hated that he was actually the guy you fell for all along and now you’ve complicated things to the extreme. 

You woke up the next morning and lounged around in your room, ordering room service and working on other work related things to keep your mind occupied from thoughts of Bucky. You were successful in wasting the day way to the time of your dinner with the clients and got ready. This time you wore a beautiful evening gown that hugged you in all the right places. You were in the lobby before Bucky, which you weren’t sure was a good thing or a bad thing. You were starting to worry he wasn’t going to come and frantically were searching for his number through your phone when you heard the ding and doors opening to reveal him in an all black suit. 

You felt like the breath was kicked from your lungs the second you saw him. He was so handsome. So perfectly and annoyingly, handsome.

He walked towards you and politely smiled as he landed at your feet. 

“Hi.” He said.

“Hi,” you say back, as that’s the only thing you can get out at the moment.

“About last night —“ you begin and he cuts you off.

“No worries,” he says with a smile.

And just like that, you two are off. The dinner is more successful than the lunch, as your clients sign the paperwork and celebrate by buying enough alcohol to last a lifetime. After three bottles of champagne, you and Bucky somehow make it back to your hotel. He walks you to your room and you turn to thank him.

“Y/N, I need to tell you something.” 

“Okay?” You say, noticing the serious look in his eyes.

“I um, I — I just don’t want you to think I am like what the women at the office say about me. I’m really not like that.” He mutters.

You reach out and grab his hand and gently squeeze it. This action surprises you both.

“I know,” you smile, 

“Get some rest, we have an early flight,” you turn and leave him standing at your door once more. 

You throw your bag down and pace around the room. Wishing you had just made the move then and there. Little did you know Bucky was doing the same thing in his room. Pacing about wondering why the fuck he couldn’t just tell you what he actually wanted to say. 

You thought about just going to his room and banging on his door and telling him how you felt. That you didn’t think those things of him. That you were in love with him since the second you saw him. But you couldn’t. You couldn’t bring yourself to it.

So, you did what any rational person would do and pulled out your bathing suit and went for a midnight swim in the pool. This was the only solution to soothe your champagne headache and sore heart, not to mention the heat between your thighs as you thought back to how hot he looked in his suit tonight.

Luckily, no one had the same idea as you and you had the rooftop pool all to yourself. You’re sure it’s probably closed since no lights are on and you had to jump over the gate to get in but you didn’t care. A little swim wouldn’t hurt anyone. 

You quietly entered the water and swam around, wetting your hair and just enjoying the feel of the water against your skin. You found the edge and laid your arms on it, resting your head on your arms as you looked at the night sky. You liked LA, but you loved New York, and you were ready to get back. Ready to be away from Bucky. Ready to bury the feelings that have crept back up for him again. 

“Night swim, doll?” 

Your eyes widened at the pet name, the one you told yourself was horroundus, the one who sent shivers down your spine in a good way. The one you always loved.

You spin around in the water and are met with a shirtless Bucky.

“Care if I join you?” He asks, and you say nothing as he slinks into the water. You’re awestruck by his perfect figure as he swims towards you, coming up for air right at your body. 

It’s so dark out but you can still make out his ocean blue eyes, and ridiculously white smile.

“Hi.” He says, planting his feet on the pool ground and raising himself to tower over you as usual.

“Hi,” you say, pushing yourself back into the wall. 

“What’re you doing out here? we have an early flight you know” He whispers with a smirk.

“I — I needed to think.” You respond.

“About what?” He asks, eyes darting down towards your lips.

“You.”

Silence falls between the two of you. The same silence from earlier. The same silence that always falls between the two of you. The silence daring one of you to make the move so the other doesn’t have to. The silence screaming to just fucking do — 

His lips are on yours. Your hands are in his soaked hair. His hands are on your waist. Your legs wrap around him as he pushes you into the tile wall of the pool. His tongue quickly dominates yours as he pulls sweet moans from your mouth. You two eventually pull away for air and he can’t stop smiling.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long.” He whispers.

“Me too.” You admit, pulling him back down into you.

This time you dominate the kiss, his hands remain on your waist as he is definitely digging bruises into your skin. You begin to grind against him and he groans into your mouth. You do it again, and again, pulling more beautiful sounds from his lips. You feel his hardening cock beneath you and are already drooling at the size.

Bucky pulls away from your lips and begins kissing down your neck, you throw your head back in pure bliss as his tongue dances along your skin and his hands roam your body, stopping right above you the place you need him the most.

“Can I touch you? Please?” He croaks

“yes — please, f-fuck,” you moan as his hands dip below your swim suit. 

“Shit, you’re so wet for me.” He groans as he slips a finger inside of you, stretching you out with a second.

You can’t help but giggle at his comment. Not thinking a pool would be the place you two finally fuck each other. Bucky curls his fingers inside of you and you dig your nails into his shoulder. You rest your head in the crook of his neck as you try to quiet your moans. 

“Gonna cum for me, baby girl?” He teases, the use of the new petname causes your stomach to coil.

“F-fuck, buck, right there!” you moan.

“Look at me, love, I want to see you,” he whispers as you open your eyes and lock them with his. He continues to curl his fingers just right, hitting your perfect spot and you let go almost immediately and he rides you throughout your first high.

“Good girl, such a good girl for me,” he mumbles as he kisses you all over. 

You reach down and palm his ever growing member and he can’t help but hiss at the contact. 

“Fuck, I need you love, I need to be inside you right now.” He mutters, his tongue licking just below your ear.

“Please,” you whisper.

It all happened as fast as it started. He frees himself enough from his swim trunks and pushes himself inside you. His thick cock stretching your walls like no one has ever done before. Bucky groans as he feels himself twitching inside of you, he rocks his hips up against you and you can’t help but let out a small whimper. 

“Feel so fucking good, love, fuck!” He groans.

You begin chanting his name like a prayer as he thrusts deeper and deeper into you. Your sounds bringing him closer and closer to his orgasm. 

“M’ so c-close,” you cry 

“Me too, baby, me too, cum with me. C’mon wanna feel you around me, squeeze my cock, love, fu—“ he groans as your walls begin to milk him and he releases inside of you. His finger finds your clit, bringing you to yours as he quiets your loud moan with a harsh kiss.

You’re both heaving messes as he helps you as you pull your legs from his waist and stumble to find the floor of the pool.  He shimmies back into his swim trucks and quickly put his hands back on your waist as he leans down and kisses your forehead gently. 

“Guess it’s a good time to say I don’t hate you, huh.” You say.

He chuckles and nods his head.

“Guess it’s a good time to say I love you, huh.” He whispers as he gently caresses your cheek.

You chuckle and nod your head as you two share another kiss.

“I love you, too. Now let’s go back to my room before we get caught,” you say, pulling him through the water with you.

“Your room? Goodness, Y/N, I didn’t know you were so forward!” He jokes

“Do you want to fuck me again, or not?” You respond with a sly smile. 

His eyes darken with lust as he is now the one pulling you from the water and back towards your room.

Needless to say, you two missed your early morning flight.

[sluttywonwoo]

me and my friends were discussing how each member would react to the dating best friend's sister trope and we came to conclusion that jeonghan would mostly be like "had dinner at wonwoo's parents house last night. his sister tasted great 😁" in front of everyone.

oh wonwoo would tackle jeonghan to the floor in the blink of an eye- but more on that later

*also wanna say that this is imagining a nonexistent sister bc some of the members don’t actually have a sister and some of the member’s sisters are minors so we’re winging it…

seungcheol: “hey, jihoon did you see your sister today? can she walk alright? 😏” omfg cheol would be getting jumped

jeonghan: see the above ask ^ wonwoo wouldn’t hesitate to sock jeonghan right in the face. he’d literally be furious and someone would have to hold him back from beating jeonghan’s ass

joshua: “soonyoung, is your sister a dancer? she’s really flexible” soonyoung would take a second to process and then proceed to slap his friend across the face

jun: “ah! joshua! the fuck are you doing in your sister’s room- what am i doing in your sister’s room? um… i can explain…” joshua wouldn’t talk to jun for two whole weeks even if what he walked in on was perfectly innocent

soonyoung: “i’d tell you about where i was last night, but i don’t think you want to hear those things about your sister, seungkwan” soonyoung’s funeral would be the next day

wonwoo: “no, your sister didn’t sleep over in my room, mingyu. her clothes are on the floor because i, uh, borrowed them?” tbh mingyu would probably believe his best friend just because his brain won’t let him consider the alternative possibilities

jihoon: “jeonghan, do you think i’d actually tell you if there was something going on between your sister and i? please, i don’t kiss and tell.” jihoon’s recording equipment would mysteriously go missing in the following week…

seokmin: “did your sister get her voice back, jun? how did i know she lost it? errrr…” jun would officially disinvite seokmin from coming home with him to china. in fact he’d tell him that he was banned from the entire country

mingyu: “seungcheol’s sister isn’t dating anyone. we’re just hooking up, that doesn’t count as dating… wait i mean-” the room would obviously be full of witnesses, but they’d all turn a blind eye to the attack that’d be about to happen bc they’re just as scared of cheol as mingyu is

minghao: “oh i gave her more than a hickey, seokmin, but don’t worry i’ll take very good care of her” seokmin would see red, unable to believe he was hearing something so dirty come from minghao of all people and about his sister!! minghao would need to sleep with one eye open

seungkwan: “chan, how does your sister like her coffee in the morning? i want to make sure she has enough energy tomorrow because we won’t be getting any sleep tonight 😎” pls chan’s been waiting to beat seungkwan up and this would be the perfect opportunity

vernon: “oh i didn’t even know your sister had a charm bracelet exactly like that, minghao… yeah that’s weird i have no idea how it got in my car…” minghao would absolutely start a fight and give him the silent treatment until vernon fessed up about what was going on between him and his sister skdjdh

chan: “sorry i’m late, vernon’s sister kept me up all night. no, not like that!” but it’d be too late everyone would already be clowning vernon, who would be staring the maknae down with a glare that warned chan to watch himself

[allisonlol]

How about headcanons for Atsushi, Akutagawa, Jouno, and Dazai on a night out clubbing at the nightclub with their female s/o please?

a/n: words can’t express how much i love this req 😭 writing this instead of my 7 page research paper that’s due next week~

warnings: mentions of drinking & alcohol, some suggestive content but nothing too bad!!

Night Out Clubbing with (Atsushi, Aku, Dazai, Jouno)

Atsushi

yea he's definitely never been clubbing before so this is gonna be an ordeal

he's not too fond of the idea at first but, since he loves you, he'll go for your sake

i feel like he'd get a bit overwhelmed by all the people and loud music but he does have a good time

is surprisingly good at dancing??

is shy at first but after an hour he's loosened up and practically drags you to the dance floor

y'all end up having a lot of fun!!

probably calls half the agency to invite them along

we know DAMN well that dazai & yosano definitely showed up

monitors how much you drink to make sure you don't get too drunk

doesn't get any for himself since he's a responsible boyfriend

once the night is over, atsushi will call a cab to take the both of you home since you're in no shape to drive

gently scolds you the next morning for being too hungover to work, but he did have a good time and is glad you did as well

Dazai

definitely a regular at the clubs

is probably already signed up for the guest list so y'all can get early entrance 🤗

uses it as an excuse to blow off work too

all the girls in the club fawn over him and more often than not you'll have to drag him away from them

the good thing about this?? they usually pay for his drinks...which then become your drinks

dazai is a great dancer btw,,,it's canon bc i said so

requests for your favorite songs to be played in advance <3

^he likes seeing the way ur face lights up when you hear it start to play

gets his fair share of drinks but watch out because a drunk dazai is also a touchy dazai

starts grabbing you in front of everyone and you have to slap his hands away like 😐??? not now plz ???

insists on driving home despite being drunk and you literally have to wrestle him into the passenger seat

y’all probably end up falling asleep in the car from the mixture of alcohol and exhaustion in ur systems anyways-

Jouno

HE HATES IT

SO MUCH

the loud noises, tightly packed people, and you getting drunk and hanging all over him? no thank you

he's that one guy who sits at a table in the corner and everyone can tell he doesn't wanna be there

kind of takes the role of the designated driver...minus the driving part

basically just goes to serve as your bodyguard to protect you from the creeps in the club <3

i’m sorry, like i wish i could write more for him but we ALL know he would just complain the whole time 😭

tolerates the scene for a few hours before he’s dragging you outside 🏃🏻‍♀️

absolutely despises taking cabs for some reason (doesn’t trust their driving skills) so he insists y’all WALK home?!

almost immediately regrets this decision tho because you’re wasted and can’t even walk straight

just ends up carrying you the several blocks to your apartment 😭

Akutagawa

omg

he has no clue what to do PLS

another one who’s never stepped foot in a club before

doesn’t like all the groups of people :( but won’t comment on it for your sake

REFUSES TO DANCE 🙄🙄🙄 no matter how much you beg he ain’t doing it

doesn’t drink anything since he’s another responsible bf who has to stay sober to monitor you

won’t leave your side (unlike jouno) and just kind of hovers near you the whole time

if you were too drunk and started getting touchy with him, he would get so flustered and gently shove you away 🏃🏻‍♀️

makes you leave pretty early since he gets annoyed by the loud music and flashing lights reallll quick

drives you home himself since he’s the only one still completely sober

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