#like. okay. I don't think he'd listen to them casually

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

RIP Vox you would've loved the Front Bottoms 😔

[kamitv]

could you write about who you think are the most touch/affection-starved of the jjk boys? the thought of them crumbling at the slightest touch and savoring every second with us makes me 🥴🥴🥴

▷ Delicate

Sypnosis . Men who fold under your touch. / Pairings . (Separate) Nanami x f!reader, Choso x f!reader, Ino x f!reader / Content . afab!reader, established relationships, fluff, begging men, sensitive men, soft sex, filth, dirty talk, etc. / wc . 4.8k

A/N: Grieving over the loss of my man right now-- Gege I hate you and the air that you breathe. This was going to include more men but due to the loss of my lover, my mood was ruined and I couldn’t finish what I had for the others… Anyway, not proof-read, hope you enjoy! ^.^ [MDNI]

★ Nanami Kento

While it may be a bit... unexpected, yes, Nanami is sensitive to your touch. Each one lingers on his skin, seeps through his clothing, and tattoos itself onto him.

He's a very stoic and, usually, stern man but when it comes to you, he's almost like putty under your touch. It's intoxicating really, the way you're always caressing his arms, grabbing his hand to hold when the two of you walk or even during sex.

You're quite the touchy woman and Nanami can't say he doesn't love that about you.

When he comes home after a long day of work, you'd rush to the door to greet him, dressed in your comfort clothes from head to toe with that bright smile of yours latched to your face. Your hands are on him instantly, helping him rid himself of his coat, his tie, hell, even his shoes sometimes if you're feeling enthusiastic enough.

It's cute really. The way you help him undress as soon as he steps into the house, asking him how his day was and reciprocating with a not-so-eventful tale of your day. He's listening to your every word though, hanging off every syllable even, but you don't notice it.

Even as you guide him toward the kitchen to show him a surprise dinner you'd whipped up, you're rambling about something concerning your cooking process and he's hearing every word but, the way your fingers slip down his arms, curl around his wrist to pull him along, release him and then press into his chest to stop him from walking-- it was truly alluring.

Nanami swears he wasn't always this sensitive to touch. He doesn't know why exactly his heart swells in while you keep your hand flat on his chest, your attention on some nearby pot as you continue to talk.

You were explaining something but he'd stopped listening, his eyes all over the side of your face and soon trailing to your arm, and then to the hand you've got on him.

Nanami's hand would be moving before he even realizes, slipping so gracefully to your wrist and moving your hand off of him just to lean down a bit and plant a loving kiss across your knuckles.

"And then I almost-," His sudden kiss would make your brain freeze, head whirling in his direction to see your husband planting peck after peck before he shifts your hand to cup the side of his face and then meets your gaze.

Those gentle brown eyes of his would be so sappy and soft with you, filled with a love you can hardly comprehend as he rests his head against your palm, grinning at you. What a handsome man you've married.

You couldn't be happier as you look at him, even with the sigh that leaves you, "Kento..."

His brows would raise ever so slightly, "Hm?"

"Did you hear anything I just said?" You'd huff out. And there's this slight frustration in your voice but he loves it anyway, completely and utterly smitten for you no matter the situation.

Nanami nods, just barely, before turning his head and kissing the inside of your palm, "Mhm," He hums casually, "You were telling me how you almost burned our kitchen down."

"Yes, and..." Your eyes narrow at the man, watching how he just kisses and kisses your palm, almost as though he couldn't pull himself away, "Ken..." Your hand slips a bit and you caress his face, "Are you okay?"

His hand, much veinier and larger than yours, would come up and cup yours over his face, "Yes, yes, I'm fine. Your touch is just so... soft."

That earns a smile from you, "Is it?" You'd giggle amid your question, eyes lowering at the man before you.

"Yes, it is," Nanami responds simply. Then he begins moving your hand to the side of his neck and his head tilts as he looks at you, stepping closer and closing the slight space between you and him, "I love how gentle it is, how loving, how caring."

"Oh?" Your smile widens and you move your other hand away from the, now forgotten, pot and it goes toward the buttons of his shirt, "Should I start touching you more then?"

"I implore you to, yes," Nanami huffs out, his body leaning toward yours.

You bring your lower lip into your mouth and tip your head a bit, one hand toying with the buttons of his shirt and the other caressing the side of his neck, "Since when has my touch had you this... pleading," You question, words coming out slow as his eyes drop to your lips.

Your husband takes his other hand and grabs a careful hold onto your wrist, dragging your hand further down his body and making you feel against his abs through his clothing as he leans closer to you. His free hand then moves to your waist and he tugs you to him, closing any and all space left.

"Always," Nanami confesses to you, "Your touch makes me weak, sweetheart." He explains with that gentle yet deep voice of his, always so soft when speaking to you.

You smile, "Weak?"

"Yes, weak," Nanami whispers in agreement with a steady nod of his head, eyes doting on every aspect of your facial expression.

The man was so in love and his poured out of his every gaze, brown eyes lingering on your lips long enough to silently tell you what he wanted. So, your hand steadily undoes the first button on his shirt, moving your other hand from his neck to assist yourself.

Your eyes on his the entire time, you unbutton at least four buttons before taking a finger and grazing his bare chest, watching how his breathing stutters from something so light.

Smiling, "This, Kento..." Your voice is small in a sultry whisper as you drag your finger down and down until you pass his torso and reach the hem of his pants, "This makes you, weak?" You as tauntingly just before you begin unbuckling his belt.

His heart rate quickens and he swallows loud enough for you to hear, sighing as his head weighs to the side a little, "Hahh, yes, my love," Nanami tells you, face inclining down to your own.

Your gaze and his meet and the eye contact is heavy with tension, your fingers working his belt loose before you're teasing him by just barely unbuttoning his pants and making sure your fingers caress the area below his abdomen.

Nanami's lips twitch and so badly does he want to kiss you but he's too busy hanging off the slow words leaving your lips.

"Who would've thought?" You utter, smiling at your husband, "A serious man like you crumbling to your wife's small touches."

He tilts his head further and his lips are practically on yours as he speaks, "Small or not... they're touches from my wife." He emphasises just before giving you but a small peck on the lips.

You hum, "I suppose."

And then you're finally kissing him, lips molding into one another and his body melting to the feel of you. Oh how Nanami loves the way your lips part for his tongue to push through, the way you kiss him back with just as much passion as he approaches you with, and how warm and savory the inside of your mouth is.

Soft smacks emit from the two of your lips sliding over one another, your husband nipping at your lower lip and quick to kiss you like it's the last thing he'll ever do. Then his hands are grabbing a firm hold of your waist, silently telling you that you're his to hold and touch however he feels.

His fingers, large, veiny, and thick, feel you through the fabric of your top, unable to pry off of you once he's got you in his grasp.

Then, into your mouth so very lowly, h's grunting, "Undress me," Nanami orders as he slightly steps forward with you.

You step back accordingly and your hands are flying back up, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and feeling him up afterward as you start slipping the item off of his body.

"Like this? Hm?" You whisper back to him as his shirt hangs off of him, his hands gripping onto you tighter and tighter whilst he walks you backward and out of the kitchen.

His voice makes your knees weak as his mouth detaches from yours and drops to your neck while you move to finally get his slacks off, "Yes, like that. Good girl," Nanami praises against your neck, soft but hot kisses making you gasp.

With your voice all breathy and your feet and hands stumbling with the large eager man before you, "C'mon Ken, at least make it to the bedroom," You murmur, his pants loose on his hips as he bulge brushes against your front.

"I'm trying." He groans, breath simmering into the crook of your neck before his tongue is felt against you.

You can't help but giggle, "You're trying?"

"Yes," He huffs out, voice hinted with this tune you rarely hear from him too often.

You're walking back and back until you bump into a wall for a second, your bedroom door now to your right as Nanami marks up your neck messily. Then you snicker, "Mmmh, I like you like this, Kento," You comment, to which he sighs.

Then he's off your neck and moving you to walk backward into your bedroom, clearly no longer patient.

Cocking his head to the side, "Like what?" Nanami asks curiously.

You shrug and the back of your legs hit the front of your bed, "Desperate, almost," You hum, brows furrowing a bit.

Nanami helps you settle yourself onto the mattress completely before he's crawling on top of you, shrugging his shirt completely off of his body and revealing his full chiseled physique to you.

"Starved?" He asks, trying to find the word you were looking for.

You shake your head and then it comes to you, your arms wrapping around his neck and tugging him down to you before you whisper, "Craving."

Nanami gazes at you for a long moment, simply taking you in before nodding his head slowly, "Craving, yes." He agrees.

Then, another long press of his lips to yours is made and your legs are adjusted to wrap around his waist, Nanami wanting any and all parts of you on him now.

His lips shift to the left a little and he kisses the side of your mouth, then your cheek, and then he drops to your neck again, making you do nothing more than smile as his hands work to get your clothes off of you.

Your top is soon removed, bottoms followed soon after, all of which is discarded to the floor somewhere before Nanami's kissing you again and forcing your hands to be on him.

"Run your fingers through my hair," He murmurs, directing one of your hands to his blonde locks of hair. Then, he takes the other hand and moves it to wrap around his neck, "Scratch my back while I fuck you," Nanami whispers, works making your breathing unsteady while he suddenly grinds his hard cock down into you, "Try pushing me away when it becomes too much, I don't care, just want your hands on me, okay?"

His directions had you hot all over, pupils dilated already, breathing heavy from his constant kisses, and your hands quick to run along his tensed skin before you nod with an obedient, "Yes sir." Leaving you.

Nanami just barely smiles and you feel his heavy cock twitch against you, "What'd I tell you about that?"

"I don't remember," You whipser, your fingers slipping down from his hair to caress his jawline and then pulling his face closer to your own, "Remind me, sir."

There's a smile on his face as his lips finally near your own again, "You'll be the death of me one day." Nanami utters to you lovingly.

And maybe one day you will.

But tonight?

Tonight you are nothing more than a hole for him to fill as he soon grunts into your ear telling you how good your cunt feels around him, telling you how pretty you look taking his cock, and moaning out how much he loves the way you touch him.

★ Choso Kamo

You always knew he was sensitive to your touch. Look at him. No, literally, look at the man. He's not sensitive to everything but your touch is most definitely his weakness.

You once gave the man nothing more than a handjob and he was cumming all over the damn place. You're not sure if you've ever seen your boyfriend so... whiney.

Choso had his legs spread like a slut for you as you sat oh so prettily beside him, fingers wrapped around his cock and stroking him torturously slow. Your thumb would caress his bulging veins, fingers would twirl around his fat tip, tap and slip in between the slit of his cock, teasing him.

And since you were sitting beside him, your breasts would graze the side of his arm, making him flinch over and over. You had him so tense, so sweaty, so loud.

Choso didn't even know he could moan this much just from someone's hand. He's jerked himself off plenty of times but when you do it, it's like blood rushes to both his head and his cock, his vision would blur, and his breathing would grow unsteady.

Maybe it's because of how you had teased him beforehand, running your manicured nails along his inner thigh as the two of you tried to watch a movie together. Only for your hand to accidentally graze his dick, somehow groping him through his clothing and then turning to look at him.

That was when he began to sweat buckets, cock springing up under your palm at one measly little touch and his breath hitching.

Then he was whispering a gruff little, "Baby," Making you smile as you did nothing but innocently bat your lashes at him. To which he'd tip his head back against the couch and swallow, "Stop teasin'..."

You then scooted closer to him, your thigh touching his as your voice neared his ear, "I barely even touched you, Cho," You had whispered, watching how even in the dim lighting, his face grew red and he struggled to keep his composure.

Turning his head to you, Choso was quick to meet your eyes with a low and desperate gaze, lids dimming, brows tensing, and breathing heavy. "Then touch me more, please." He requested quietly, deep voice making your cunt jump with excitement.

You quickly switched hands so that you could turn your torso to him, which was when your breast pressed into his arm and your hand then moved to work his cock out.

And yes, in minutes he was cumming in your hand, making such an embarrassing mess of your fingers. Your hand was so soft, jerking his twitching cock off so perfectly.

Choso was groaning into the air like he couldn't control it, "H-Hahh, aagh, baby-, baby fuck, y-your ha-hahh, hand-," His voice... squeaks? as he says that last word, pitching so deliciously that you have to squeeze your thighs together as you watch him tense up yet again, "S-Shit, m'gonna cum again," Choso breathed out through gritted teeth.

He was so sexy all sensitive and tense for you, making you smile as you watched his face twist up and his eyes flicker every time you focused your palm on his tip.

"Again, Cho? You're makin' such a mess, baby," You coo softly, breath just barely hitting his ear and adding on to the numerous things he was feeling.

His head was spinning at this point and he couldn't stop himself from watching your, much smaller, hand jerk him off, from quick pulls and tugs to slow drags and caresses, to twisting and rolling-- Choso was both in a daze and high off of watching you stroke his aching cock.

God damn you knew how to use your hand. You knew where he was sensitive, knew what to do and how to do it.

His cock was wet with cum and your hand just slide up and down and up and down, the sloppy sound filling the entire space and adding onto his arousal. Cum was slipping in between your fingers, all down to his balls-- shit, he really did make a mess.

It was nasty but... he liked it that way.

"P-Princess, fuuck, please," His voice was cracking, breaking because of you, eyes tearing up as your hand only got faster and faster, "Fuck fuck, please d-don't stop." He pants out, head flying back against the couch as his thighs closed and opened, almost like he wanted it all to end and yet continue at the same time.

Watching him had your body hot, there was a pulse coming from in between your legs and you had half the urge to get down on your knees and just suck him off since he was being so damn whiney.

But at the same time, you couldn't stop your hand. Not when he was about to cum again, not when you were about to drag the sound you were looking for out of him.

"Y'like that, Cho?" Such a simple question you murmured to him and yet it broke him.

Nodding all needily and fucked out, "Yes baby, yesyesyes," He gasps, abs tensing as your hand just would stop. You wouldn't let up on him for even a second and it was killing him, "F-Fuck I like it s'much-, I like you- love you," He corrects, struggling and stumbling over all his words, "Love your fuckin' hand-"

His jaw drops and the groan that leaves him comes from deep within his throat, "Ohmygoddd, fuck," Oh he was babbling for you, thoughts whirling, voice cracking and high pitched with you.

Then his lips quivered and that's when that noice came out. Such a cute, whiney, and filthily obscene whimper slipped out of his mouth, eyes at the back of his damn skull as he came all over your hand again.

And you had the nerve to talk him through it, whispering sweet, "That's it baby," To him and making him pant and his breathing stutter, your hand still going.

Choso couldn't formulate proper sentences with you anymore, barely chanting an almost silent I love you over and over until your hand stopped and his dick finally calmed down.

★ Ino Takuma

Is this even surprising?

Of course your cute boyfriend Ino is sensitive and affectionate starved. Sometimes he tries to act like your touch doesn't faze him but the very second it leaves him, he's giving you these doe-eyes and moving to put your hand back on him.

And it's just perfect for him that you enjoy touching him a lot. You're almost always hugging him or grabbing his face to pull him in for a kiss and he loves it.

So whenever you're away for a few hours, his body aches for you. You'd have your nails done too so that was something he enjoyed feeling more than ever, loving how your fingernails would run through his hair as he laid on your thighs or even in between them, face stuffed into your cunt.

Either way, Ino loved your touches and yes he craves it when you're not around.

So whenever the two of you do meet up, you're always running up to him, throwing your arms up and around his neck, laughing and smiling about how much you missed him.

Then you'd always tug that beanie off of his head, telling him how much you enjoy it when his hair is out and teasing him about looking silly with the accessory on.

He'd shrug off your comment and then as soon as you turn away from him, his arms are draping around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder and crotch pressing into your ass.

Your body would freeze in place as you feel something familiarly hard poking at your ass, turning your head to your boyfriend who you've barely even touched so far and raising a brow at him, "Takuma..." You'd utter softly, earning a grin from him.

"Hm? Somethin' wrong?" He'd ask casually, as if there's not a painful boner in his pants all because you'd hugged him.

"You tell me," You tease, moving out of his hold and turning your body around to face your boyfriend as you cross your arms.

He quickly raises a hand to the back of his neck to scratch, chuckling nervously, "I'm not sure what y'want me to say?" He hums plauyfully.

You tilt your head and him and sigh before moving to point at his crotch, "How about you start with explaining that."

Ino's head drops to look at where you're pointing to, laughing as soon as he sees himself, "Oh, that. Yeah, no, that's uh, that's nothing, really-," His head lifts and you've gotten all close to him again, head angled upward slightly to meet his gaze and your stare making him swallow all his words down with a loud gulp.

Your hand then moves in almost slow motion and you place but a single finger to his chin, tipping his face down some more to get a good look at him and then smiling. "Y'know you can ask me to help you, right? I am your girlfriend, remember?" You whisper.

He starts nodding like he's hanging off of your words, eyes set on your lips and his breathing picked up just because you've got a finger on his chin. "M-Mhm, I uh," He blinks a few times to gather himself, "I know."

You smile and step even closer, your body just barely touching his, "Takuma," You whisper yet again, causing a shiver to slip down his spine.

He was so nervous because of you, "Lover," He hums back.

A chuckle slips past you, "Lover? That's cute."

"Y'like that one? I've been brainstormin' pet names recently," Ino tells you happily, his voice soft with you due to the lack of distance between you and him.

"Yeah, that one's cute," You whisper as your lips near his, "But uh, we're not just gonna skip past this," You emphasize as your hand palms at his erection, making his breath hitch.

Ino's brows tense and so does the rest of his body, "Y'gonna take care of it, baby?" He whispers to you, eyes softening at you as you peer up at him so tentatively.

"You want me to?" You utter back, batting your eyes at him and feeling on his cock through his clothing.

"Yeah," Ino nods out, to which you give him this look and he swallows, quick to correct himself, "Yes... please."

Smiling, "How do you want me to take care of it, hm? On my knees? With my hand?"

Ino barely knows how to even answer your question, it always makes him nervous when you take the lead, not that it doesn't happen often but most times anything sexual between you two just occurs mutually.

There's not always someone in the lead and it's usually just the two of you trying to make the other feel good. Which is enjoyable of course but when you're like this? Asking him what he wants and yet telling him what you're going to do through your gaze?

Oh he's almost the one on his knees for you.

Which is how you ended up later sitting behind your boyfriend, head peering over his shoulder and arms wrapped around him so that your pretty hands could work up and down his cock.

He hardly remembers how he got into this position with you or what he said for you to even want to do this but, here he was; face red, moans pouring out, hips bucking up into your touch, eyes lidded and struggling to keep up with watching the way your two hands groped and jerked at his cock perfectly.

Your fingers and his dick glistened with spit and precum, the sounds of you giving him the best handjob he could ever have asked for loud throughout the room.

"Oh baby," Ino whines out, eyes nearly shut as he tries his hardest not to squirm too much, "That feels so fuckin' good, holy shit."

"Yeah?" You smile, "My hands feel good?" The taunting behind your words made his cock throb in your hands, slim veins bulging against your palms and making you snicker.

Ino nods his head needly, "M-Mhmm, fuck-," He gasps, voice lagging behind as he tries his best to answer you properly.

You start kissing the side of his neck and he swears his head is spinning. He doesn't even know what to focus on at this point. Your hands on his cock? Your lips on the side of his neck? Your breasts pressed into his back?

It was all too much for him, making his knees bend just for his legs to extend out seconds later, his mouth just open with moans of your name and not-so-silent whines slipping out. Did he want it to go on forever or stop as soon as possible?

Fuck, and then there was you heavy breathing against him, almost as if you were aroused by this too-

Holy shit you were. You were probably soaked just because you're busy getting your boyfriend off using those pretty hands of yours. Ino's on cloud nine just thinking about how wet your cunt probably is, his moans getting louder and louder as second pass.

Up until he can't take it anymore and he moans your name, "B-Baby, fuck, needa' feel you, please."

"Hm?" You giggle softly, though it's noticeably more breathy than usual, "You are feelin' me though?" You point out as your hands tighten around his cock.

Ino's head rests back a bit and he pants, babbling out his desperations more clearly for you, "No baby, your pussy, come put it on me, please." He huffs out.

You cunt twitches at his words and you whisper his name, "Takuma...."

"Please?" Your boyfriend begs, gulping afterward to catch his breath for a moment, "J-Just... oh fuck, let me feel you, taste you, fuck you, anything baby, please?"

"Shit, okay, okay," Is the last thing you say before you too folded under pressure and moved.

Then you were on top of him, his eyes glossy as he watched you above him. Neither of you are sure which was more stimulating, you jerking him off or what you're doing now.

Which was rubbing nothing more than his tip against your slick hole, dragging him back and forth and back and forth in between your sopping folds. His tip was glazed in your arousal and his own, both of you moaning softly at the tease of it all.

It was somehow almost better than sex itself. You liked teasing him like this and he loved being teased. Ino was in a daze, trying his hardest not to cum at the sight of you forcing his needy cock against your pussy.

Your cunt looked so fucking delicious, so wet, so warm, he wanted to be inside you so bad and that's what was arousing him right now-- the temptation to just thrust his hips up into you and finally sink his inches deep inside you.

There was a light wet and sloppy sound that followed your languid movements, his cock slipping inside of you every now and then and making you practically start drooling for it.

It was taking everything in you not to just plop down and start bouncing on his cock like you normally would but when you looked at Ino's face and saw him panting and quietly whimpering-- you knew he was about to cum and you didn't want to stop.

Rocking your pussy over his tip over and over and over and over again until he was struggling to gasp for air, hissing out a cry of your name over and over, trying to warn you.

But instead of stopping, you whine, "C'mon, cum f'me," And then he is, and his cock is leaking in cum before he can even comprehend it, never realizing how sensitive his body was to you until now.

You always kinda knew he was sensitive and sure, you rubbing his cock against your pussy was pleasurable but it really surprised you how much he came from the action.

Smirking as he comes down from his high, you then lean to him and kiss him before whispering, "Good boy," To which his jaw drops a bit and you're angling his cock to slip inside you, "Now, hurry up 'nd please your girlfriend," You huff out.

And he's nodding without a second thought, "Yes ma'am-, fuck, whatever you want, pretty girl."

[lovingseventeen]

Hiii could you pls write about how seventeen gets their s/o to sit in their lap?? Thanks so much

svt getting their s/o to sit on their lap

a/n: i hope this is sufficient for my very delayed return (please).

seungcheol: 

✿ it's truly just second nature for him at this point

✿ he'll just casually guide you onto his lap and you don't really question it either

✿ say you're about to sit next to him on the couch

✿ as you're about to sit he'll just lightly pull your wrist in his direction and there you are

jeonghan:

✿ loves to rest his head on your shoulder when you sit on his lap

✿ the simplest "come here" and you're following

✿ he loves this because you don't even have to pay attention to him but he has all the access to wrap his arms around your middle

joshua: 

✿ pats his leg when you want to show him something on your phone

✿ "josh look at this thing i just saw-"

✿ immediately, he's sitting up and spreading his legs so you can walk in the space between them and sit on one of his thighs

✿ "let me see, pretty"

jun: 

✿ will gradually shift you onto his lap over time absentmindedly

✿ neither of you two really notice but you just wind up there

✿ you were watching a movie on opposite ends of the couch (which is fine) but now you're there??? (no one is complaining)

hoshi: 

✿ so annoying about it (i mean this in a loving way)

✿ why should you sit anywhere else when his lap is literally right there??

✿ even if you sat somewhere else without thinking about it he's jokingly scoffing "so you hate me"

✿ (it's okay, just go sit on his lap and peck his cheek and he's all giddy again)

wonwoo: 

✿ pulls you towards him by an article of clothing

✿ it could be your pants loop, the sleeve of your hoodie, or the back of your shirt

✿ he doesn't need to ask you twice :')

woozi:

✿ always asks for your opinion when he makes a new beat or writes new lyrics

✿ "i want you to listen to this" he says with a hand stretched out

✿ he likes to have you sit on his lap while he places the headphones around your ears

✿ he gently presses his forehead to your back as he waits for your thoughts

dokyeom: 

✿ perpetually wrapped around you anyway (his love language is physical touch)

✿ it doesn't take long when an arm around your shoulder as you're sitting next to each other moves to your waist

✿ then he figures this isn't close enough and he'll also maneuver you so you're eventually on his lap. he'll quite literally wrap his arms around your middle so he can move you

✿ "this is better" as he nudges his face into your neck

mingyu:

✿ will manhandle you if he has to

✿ you try teasing him just to see him get pouty and as you're trying to get away from him, he uses a little bit more of his strength to pull you towards him

✿ but as you're sat you feel him mumble against your shoulder "do you actually not want to?"

minghao:

✿ i think he's a pretty straightforward person

✿ a simple tucking your hair behind your ears and he's caught your attention

✿ "i want you closer" as he holds your arm to help you move

seungkwan: 

✿ dances around the subject instead of just telling you what he wants lol

✿ "did you know that sitting on wooden chairs is actually bad for your back? there's no cushioning"

✿ "oh really? should we order cushions then or-"

✿ "you could sit somewhere else"

✿ "but i need the table for my laptop and i get so lazy on the couch-"

✿ "then maybe you could just sit here" he offers, moving his chair back to welcome you. then it all clicks (he's a dork)

vernon: 

✿ also probably someone who just tugs you gently in his direction

✿ i don't think he'd need to use words for you to get it either

✿ even if you're standing around him doing anything else and you feel him lightly pull the back of your sweater you follow him without giving it much thought

chan:

✿ as long as you're in his vicinity he pulls you with him as he sits down

✿ both of you just came home from work? he's dropping himself down on the couch and you're coming with him

✿ has most definitely missed at least once and you both landed on the floor

[revolutionsingingintherainnn]

fangirling and finances 𓂂 𓇼˚｡ •

Summary: offical merch is expensive. the men who sell it are rich. doesn't mean i won't go in a rant about it.

✿ ln x desi!reader ✦

✿ fluff + humour ✦

masterlist ☾☼

monaco glistened in the mediterranean sunlight, a playground for the global elite. y/n, though, had another purpose. no need for the designer stores; she was tracking lando norris. she gripped her phone, praying she could take a photo if she managed to get close enough. her wardrobe? a much-worn "lando 4" t-shirt, a copy she'd bought from a street stall back home in india. official f1 merchandise prices would make her cry – genuinely, who could possibly afford those prices? seeing a known face by the casino square, y/n's heart leaped. it was him! taking a deep breath, she walked over, attempting to look as casual as possible. "mr. norris, may i have an autograph?" lando grinned, always the professional, and autographed her phone case. as he returned it to her, his eyes fell on her t-shirt. "cool shirt," he said, "but why not get the official merch? the quality is so much better." that was it. the floodgates opened. "are you kidding me? official merch is highway robbery! i could practically fund a small road trip around europe with the cost of one of your official hoodies!" lando blinked, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. road trips? he was more used to private jets. "uh-huh," he said, clearly not understanding the financial reality of budget travel. y/n was going strong. "see, a good official t-shirt will cost you about 80 euros, okay? that's, like, 7,200 rupees! i can buy at least five of these fake shirts for that kind of money, and they're not half bad! or, let's look at it this way, that's enough for, like, 140 big mac meals in india! imagine the food coma!" lando stared at her, confusion and fascination warring in his gaze. big macs? he lived in michelin-star restaurants. but she was so vivid, so evocative with her words; the sheer incredulity of her comparisons swept him up in their wake. "right," he answered slowly, "big macs. got it." y/n, unaware of his millionaire thinking, was only just beginning. "and those caps? don't even get me started! 40 euros for a cap? that's 3,600 rupees! i could buy a good pair of running shoes for that! shoes i could use to run away from those ridiculous prices!" lando, however, was undergoing some weird phenomenon. it was akin to "cuteness aggression," but rather than having the urge to squeeze a puppy, he simply wanted to continue hearing her. her furrowed brow, the frantic maths on her phone, the very universality of her money troubles – it was all oddly charming. casually, he suggested, "so, if money did not matter, what pieces would you most want?" y/n, without hesitation, recited her fantasy wishlist: a team polo, windbreaker, the limited-edition monaco hat, even the official team backpack. she listed the prices both in euros and rupees, not even catching lando's discreetly opening eyes at the sum. "and where are you staying?" he inquired, attempting to be casual. "how long are you in monaco?" y/n, still enthralled by her merchandise fever, replied eagerly, sharing information about her budget hotel and the last few days of her journey. lando listened intently, taking it in. "i'll… uh… i'll see what i can do with those prices," he replied with a small smile, well aware he wasn't going to negotiate with the official merchandise vendor. the next morning, an unassuming van arrived outside of y/n's hotel. a delivery man appeared, holding an enormous, unorthodox-looking package. on the inside, wrapped in tissues, were every item y/n had listed. the monaco cap, team polo, windbreaker, even the backpack. in a side pocket was stuck a tiny note, scribbled in pen: "look at the prices… adjusted ;) - lando." y/n gazed at the box contents, her mouth agape. she couldn't believe it. lando had actually… he'd listened to her rant! she messaged her friends immediately, telling them the tale in wide-eyed wonder, exaggerating the details just a little for dramatic effect. the question now was: what next? would this be an isolated act of kindness, or the start of something bigger? she had no clue, but she couldn't help grinning. this was certainly a vacation to remember.

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tf, why do i like this? dee, this is for you. anyways, i hope you like this! this is my prompt list, so y'all can select a number, give me a driver and i will write it as soon as possible! i also have a google form for a taglist if anyone's interested! you can sent in your requests here :)

taglist: @maketheshadowsfearyou ; @anamiad00msday ; @imlonelydontsendhelp ; @peterholland04 ; @justaf1girl ; @greantii ; @nocturnalherb16 ; @phobiccneel ; @winkev1 ; @alexxavicry ; @hiireadstuff ; @opastries81

[syluslnd]

I'm so curious how you'd write about it if the reader shyly bought up to Sylus that she's kind of turned on by the idea of vanilla cnc/perma consent? Not violent or anything dark like that, just blushing to Sylus that she thinks it'd be kinda hot if he didn't bother to ask, he just bent her over the kitchen counter by surprise or woke her up going down on her and without warning type thing...

when you confess to sylus you’re into cnc

The evening had been quiet but your heart raced as you sat beside Sylus, trying to find the courage to voice the thought that had been swirling in your mind for days. You shifted nervously on the couch, chewing on your bottom lip as he leaned back, one arm draped casually over the backrest, his calm demeanor in stark contrast to your racing thoughts.

"Sylus?" your voice came out quieter than you intended, making you swallow hard and try again. "There's something l've been wanting to tell you..."

He turned his head to look at you, eyebrow raised in that teasing way he always did.

"Hmm? What's got you so worked up, kitten?" His voice was soft but there was always a hint of a smirk there, like he knew exactly how to make you nervous.

Your stomach flipped. "It's kind of... embarrassing."

That caught his attention. He shifted slightly, his eyes narrowing just a fraction as he studied your face. "Go on” he said, voice low and coaxing. "I'm listening."

You fiddled with the hem of your shirt, heart hammering in your chest. The words felt heavy, like they would make the room implode the moment you said them. But you took a deep breath and forced them out. "I think it's... kind of hot if you just... you know, did something to me without my permission.Like..." You could hardly believe you were saying this. "If you just, I don't know, went down on me without asking."

The silence that followed made your pulse ring in your ears. Sylus just watched you, his expression unreadable, making you want to curl into yourself out of embarrassment.

Why did you say that? Why would you ever-

A slow, amused smile crept onto his face and he tilted his head. "Without asking, huh?" His voice was rich with teasing, his gaze suddenly sharper. "Is that so?"

You nodded, cheeks burning as you looked down, too shy to meet his eyes. "Yeah... I mean,only if you're okay with it" you quickly added, nerves getting the better of you. "It's not, like, mandatory or anything..."

Sylus chuckled, leaning in closer, his hand lifting your chin so you had no choice but to look at him. "I didn't think you had that in you, sweetie. I'm impressed." His thumb brushed over your bottom lip before he pulled away, leaving your heart pounding.

"We'll see."

You tried to shake off the nervous excitement that conversation left you with but the days that followed were oddly quiet.

Sylus didn't bring it up again and you convinced yourself maybe he'd just forgotten-or maybe he'd decided against it.

It was fine, you reasoned, nothing to stress over. But part of you kept wondering if he had tucked that request away for later.

It had been a long week and the comfort of your bed had never felt more inviting. You drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep, curled under the blankets, the soft hum of the night filling the room. Everything was calm, until something warm and soft brushed against your skin. You stirred, still half-asleep, your mind slow to register what was happening.

But the sensation deepened. A wet, warm mouth moving deliberately between your thighs.

Your eyes fluttered open in confusion, your body already responding to the pleasure before your mind caught up. Your breath hitched and you tried to move, but something held you in place. That's when it clicked-Sylus. His hands gripped your hips firmly, mouth working in slow, languid motions, teasing you in that maddening way only he could.

"Sylus?" you breathed out, your voice barely a whisper, still groggy with sleep. A mix of shock and pleasure shot through your system as you tried to comprehend what was happening. "What-what are you-"

He didn't stop, his lips curving into a smirk as he kissed the inside of your thigh, his voice low and dangerously amused. "Isn't this what you wanted, kitten?"

The realization hit you like a wave-your confession from days ago. He hadn't forgotten. Your face burned with both arousal and embarrassment, the heat spreading through you as his mouth returned to its relentless work. "I-I didn't think you'd actually..." Your words stumbled over themselves, lost in the rising pleasure.

He hummed against you, sending a fresh wave of sensation coursing through your body. "Oh, I remember everything, sweetie” he teased, his voice a delicious mix of playful and possessive. "You wanted me to take control. So here I am, giving you exactly what you asked for."

Your hands gripped the sheets as you tried to hold onto some semblance of control but it was slipping fast. Sylus knew exactly what he was doing, drawing out every moan, every shaky breath from you with precision.

He was in charge and you loved it.

"Sylus... I-" You couldn't even finish the sentence, your mind fogged with pleasure.

His hands tightened on your hips, holding you in place as his mouth worked you closer and closer to the edge. "Shh" he whispered between kisses, his voice a soft command.

"Just let me take care of you."

Your body obeyed, surrendering to the pleasure as Sylus brought you higher and higher. There was no asking for permission, no hesitation- just him, fulfilling your desires in a way only he could. He pulled you right to the edge, his mouth and hands pushing you until you finally fell over, gasping his name as the pleasure washed over you.

As you lay there, trying to catch your breath, Sylus kissed his way back up to your lips, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He hovered above you, brushing a stray hair from your face, his voice still laced with amusement.

"Did I get it right, kitten? or do I need to remind you again?"

You couldn't help but smile, even through the lingering haze of pleasure. "You... definitely got it right."

[writingouthere]

Wait neighbor Sukuna is cuteeeeee I need a story pleaseeee🥹🥹🥹

another neighbor!Sukuna drabble. your first unofficial date.

cw: fluff, single parent reader, Sukuna is a good neighbor but a bad dude

The first time that Sukuna took you out happened on accident.

He'd been keeping track of your comings and goings so he could start being in the hallway at the same time as you to give a casual hello. His favorite times were when you had time to just chat without you needing to rush off to work or to daycare or one of the many activities you always were taking your daughter to.

It was a Saturday morning and Sukuna's ears perked up when he heard you talking to your daughter down the hallway. You couldn't clearly hear what you were saying but the tone seemed soothing and he thought he could even make out some sniffling from your daughter, unusual since she was usually so cheerful.

Sukuna grabbed his mailbox key so he had a purpose for stepping outside and slipped some shoes on before going into the hallway.

"Morning, neighbor," you managed cheerfully and Sukuna looked down to see that your daughter had tears on her face. The sight had his hackles up immediately.

"Are you all okay?" He tried to sound nonchalant and he wondered if it worked as you wiped away some of your daughter's tears.

"We're okay, it's just," you paused here and looked at your daughter. "Her dad was going to take her to the aquarium but something came up and he's not going to make it. I know he's really disappointed he can't go." The touch of anger in your eyes made him think that this was you just trying to make your daughter feel better.

Sukuna had been planning to wait a little longer, to build more of a rapport with you before trying anything, but he couldn't just see you or your kid look like this over some loser who couldn't be a real man for his family.

"Well I don't see why that means we can't go to the aquarium," he said and he finally got the kid to stop crying for a second and look up at him.

"We don't have a car and it's over two hours by subway," you said reluctantly and Sukuna couldn't contain his sly grin.

"I have a car, and I wouldn't mind taking you. If that's okay with you, of course."

"Yes, yes, yes, can we go mommy, please?" Sukuna had never heard your toddler say so much before and you bit your lip before looking back at him. Sukuna could barely keep his eyes off your mouth but he knew if he looked he'd kiss you and this wasn't the place for it.

"Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want to do it, sweetheart." You blushed a little at that and looked down at your daughter.

"Alright bug, we can go. But make sure you tell Mr. Ryomen thank you."

"Thank you, Mr. Ryomen," your daughter echoed dutifully and he knelt down to ruffle her hair.

"No need to thank me, and I told you, you can both just call me Sukuna."

"Thank you, Sukuna." Sukuna really wanted to kiss you. But he knew that if he did it now it would ruin this perfect chance for you to see what he could be for you, for both of you.

You bring out a car seat that you have in your apartment and you show Sukuna how to install it. Sukuna pays attention because he plans on going on many more trips with the two of you. Maybe the car seat can even just stay here(not yet, not yet, not yet he keeps telling himself).

He encourages you to choose the radio station you listen to on the way over and you choose a throwback station that has you and the kid singing along to. It's nice and warm and Sukuna knows every person he's ever met would be baffled at the scene but it feels too fucking right to care.

He pays once you get there, waving off your protests and you spend all day looking at the exhibits. When you get to the pool where you can pet the stingrays, he lifts your daughter up so she can reach them and shows her how to hold her fingers so the animals will come up to her. He can feel your gaze on him, but this isn't even just for you. The more time he spends with your daughter, the more he feels like she's supposed to be his too.

Finally though, the toddler being a toddler gets hangry and you all stop at the cafe for a light lunch. He watches as you try to persuade your daughter to have some fruit in addition to the cookie she has her eye on and Sukuna pops some of the grapes in his mouth with an exaggerated noise of pleasure, making mini-you copy him.

"Thanks," you tell him as you watch your daughter finish up her fruit. "It was one thing when it was just the vegetables she didn't like but now she's got beef with fruits and I'm worried she's going to end up with scurvy."

"No problem, happy to help." and the thing is, Sukuna is happy to help. He remains happy as you finish going through the aquarium. When your daughter gets too tired, he picks her up and carries her so you can make your way back to your car.

"All tired out, bug," you say, affectionately rubbing her back. He hoists her up higher on his hip as you enter the lobby when an older woman stops you.

"Such a beautiful family you have here," she says waving at the sleepy toddler on Sukuna's hip and he nods as you blush.

Neither of you speak about it, but he wonders if it's on your mind as much as his on your way back to your apartment building. He lets you say your goodbyes as the sleeping girl on your shoulder drools in her sleep.

When Sukuna enters his apartment he leans back against his door and just lets the warmth of the day wash over him. He had known before what he wanted, but now he felt almost desperate.

His days spent in this quiet apartment alone were numbered, and he was going to make sure you knew his intentions as soon as possible.

After all, he still had your car seat.

[lazyalani]

| Blue Lock

| When they like you

| fluffffffffff, fluffiness, just random thoughts and ideas

Ft. Rin, Sae, Nagi, Reo, Chigiri, Barou, Kunigami, Bachira, Isagi

| Blue Lock Masterlist

| Main Masterlist

RIN

Definitely tolerates you more than anyone else. This man has a patience of a lady in her worst mood during period. Let's say you aren't the best in english as most japanese are, or even as worse as bachira, he'd take time to actually try to teach you rather than wait for you to try and pronounce words that would make his ear irk. He'd even share his twin popsicles with you. And maybe, just maybe, he'd watch you fall asleep on your desk.

SAE

He'd buy you nice souvenirs from his trips. He's definitely the type to stare at one thing he passes by and thinks oh, this reminds me of them, and then proceeds to by it and gift it. He'd pass it out casual though. I don't think Sae is the type to get all flustered and overthink when he has a crush, I think he'd be chill about it. He's like, oh, i kinda like them, cool. He's the type to show it so casually you wouldn't even realize he likes you, and until he's decided to ask you out or you found out, he'd keep it that way.

NAGI

Man, I don't know. This guy's a slug and freaking dense. He wouldn't even know he likes you, and even he did he'd treat you no different than a friend. Okay, maybe a little bit more, but Nagi is the type to be effortless with everything except football. If he likes you enough, then I think he'd actually put in a little more effort into talking to you or staying awake while you talk his ears out in class. But if it's just a little admiration then there's no difference from that to being his friend.

REO

Ah, definitely talks yours ears out every damn second. Don't expect seeing him without a gift for you. He spoils you a lot. Treats you like his significant other even before he asks you out, which is not far off because obviously he can never hide what he's feeling. Everyone can see he likes you, even you. He accompanies you almost everywhere, asks your favorite everything just to bring them to you the next day, texts you day and night. How dreamy.

CHIGIRI

Lets you make silly princess comment on his hair. He doesn't get annoyed, playfully bites back on your remarks. Indulges you in your rants about fashion, skin care, hair care, make up, routines and even adds things he uses or thinks might be good. He might awkward about liking you at first, but remains casual about it and doesn't mention or think about it often. It just comes naturally as if he's talking to a friend he's comfortable with.

BAROU

Man, this one's tough. Definitely indenial at first, he wouldn't even know what he's feeling. He's not stupid, but he's also not one to think he could actually like someone since he's definitely got high standards for himself and for other people. He'd shake off the feeling at first, might even tend to be harsher with you ay times, but gradually just accepts it but swears never to mention or bring it up. Becomes more attentive to your hygiene and habits. Avoids the topic of liking someone like a plague. Never ever asks you out. (Liked but never pursued heh)

KUNIGAMI

This one's the type to get flustered when he realizes it. Gets all shy around you at first and Chigiri definitely notices and points it out. Decides to listen to Chigiri's advice to just act normal and cool because he's being too obvious. Tries not to get flustered around you but everytime he sees you it reminds him of his realization. Is definitely more protective of you when other guys are around, especially with ones like Raichi and the bald monk I forgot the name of. Acts of service type of guy.

BACHIRA

Too perceptive for his own good, sees it coming. He doesn't care whether anyone notices or not. Not the type to be shy about anythin and that includes having a crush on you. Sticks to you like a leech and talks to you 10x more. Notices your little hobbies and tries to match then so you could have something in common. I just know he's the type to do these cute little things because he just wants to enjoy things with people he likes.

ISAGI

Ah the shy-est one. Dense, indenial at first, but the ever so nosy Bachira notices and makes him realize it. Will stutter around you and get a little fidgety but pays more attention to you than ever. Helps you with even the smallest tasks like carrying things or helping making a decision and giving advices. If it's in school, he'd even offer to walk you home but then get all flustered. The sweetest.

[citrustan]

dating girl (jjk) #2.2

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: you try to convince yourself that you're really okay with 'casually dating' your crush.

genre & note: college au, fwb kinda thing but more than friends ygm? angst! - here are the links for the original and the follow-up parts to be read before this one - it's giving filler chapter... 🤐

It's awkward.

You look around for a moment, trying not to feel like a loser who got ditched.

There are very few seatings available and none of them were occupied currently. You felt like even bigger of a loser because you'd be the only girl just sitting there. Nor do you want men to take it as a hint to approach you. You're rethinking coming at all.

You blow air out of your mouth as a self-soothing gesture, deciding to go grab another drink.

Suddenly remembering that you had other friends at this party, you decide to text them asking if they were around. You loosely recollect reading about their bar hopping plan on the group chat, so you're not sure. You'd have joined in if you had Jungkook to tag along. He's fun to cling to when you're drunk.

Sometimes you fake being so piss drunk that you can't move by yourself just so Jungkook would hold you up or lift you in his arms.

Thinking about this is really ruining your mood though. Because tonight, that other chick is going to enjoy his company while you act like a cunt towards your date because you can't stand up for yourself.

As you make your way back to the table, you spot Jungkook not too far from it.

Boy, is he just everywhere tonight or what.

You freeze for a moment, unsure if you should approach Jungkook, or if you’d rather just stay out of his way. But before you can make up your mind, he’s already walking to you.

“Hey,” he says, lowly, as he stops a few inches beside you.

You give him a tight smile, trying to keep your tone neutral, “Hi.”

He looks around, almost as if he’s unsure of what to say next. “Mr. Tooth Fairy had to leave?”

You hum, glancing toward the door where Hoseok disappeared. “Yeah, something came up.”

Jungkook nods, his eyes flicking back to you, “I see.”

An awkward silence stretched between the two of you like a thin, fragile thread.

Finally, Jungkook clears his throat, breaking the tension, “Listen... about earlier-”

You hold up a hand, cutting him off, “Yeah, I'm sorry, I did not mean to do that. It was uncalled for."

This was too awkward. You don't know how to act around him. All you want to do it grab his head and smush your lips together.

"No, you're fine. I meant to text you back, you know?"

Right.

"Yeah, well, either way, I get the message loud and clear," you reply simply, staring him down.

"I wasn't sending any messages, _____."

"Well, yeah!"

"_____..."

"Can we not do this? I told you I hear you loud and clear. Let's move on." You were agitated.

Jungkook knows you've misunderstood his silence but he doesn't want to piss you off anymore today.

He sighs softly, tilting his head as if to study you. “Hoseok, huh?”

“Yeah,” you say, almost defensively. “He’s nice.”

“Nice,” Jungkook echoes, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly, though you can’t tell if it’s amusement or something else entirely. “That’s good. You deserve... nice.”

The way he says it makes your stomach twist. You ball your hands into a fist. You wish he'd stop rubbing it in.

“Is that supposed to mean something?” you ask, sharper than you intend.

Jungkook raises his eyebrows, his expression unreadable, “No. Just a statement.”

You let out a breath through your nose, already feeling the hair on your nape stand, “You know, if you’re trying to say something, you could just say it instead of whatever... this is.” You wave a finger at him.

Jungkook’s jaw ticks slightly, and for a moment, you think he’s going to brush you off. Instead, he takes a step closer, “Fine. I don’t like him.”

Your eyes snap to his. “Excuse me?”

“I don’t like him,” Jungkook repeats, slower this time.

"Yes, you do? He's YOUR friend." You're stunned.

"Yeah, well, I don't like him around you." He'd almost seem childish if it weren't for the way he was looking at you. Like a... predator? Not in a creepy way because this was very invited.

Your brain scrambles to process his words but all you can focus on is how it makes you feel. A shiver runs down your spine.

“Jungkook,” you say finally, forcing your voice to stay calm, “you don’t get to have an opinion about that.”

He opens his mouth like he’s about to argue, but you cut him off before he can speak--- “You’re the one who wants this,” you speak a bit quieter, "-but I..." You abruptly stop yourself, biting the inside of your cheek.

"You what?"

You hesitate, but there’s no point in holding back now. “I didn’t want this,” you admit. You could hear your heart pounding. “And I didn’t have a choice, did I? Because if I said no, you would’ve walked away. And I didn’t want that either.”

Jungkook stares at you, his jaw tight and brows furrowed, like he’s holding himself back from saying something he’ll regret.

Jungkook looked genuinely confused, “That’s not fair. You can't put this on me."

You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head. "I know. I'm not blaming you."

There's another moment of silence.

"I didn’t want to hurt you,” he says finally, his voice was more gentle now, leaning towards apologetic.

You nod.

“Then maybe we shouldn’t have started this,” you could barely get the words out.

“I didn’t think it would get this complicated,” Jungkook admits, almost like he’s talking to himself.

You almost want to ask to be exclusive. Just the two of you. You really needed to retire that kind of wishful thinking.

Jungkook looks away and chugs his drink in a go. You hadn't noticed he even had one.

He avoids looking at you, choosing to observe random partygoers instead. You want to know what he's thinking.

You glance at his hand tucked into his pocket, briefly contemplating grabbing it.

Just when you slyly begin to inch your fingers closer to his, a third hand blocks you. It links itself with Jungkook's. You can only stupidly stare at their arms joined together, while yours hangs awkwardly mid-way.

Floor open. Swallow. Into the ground. Anytime now would be great.

"Jungkook, I'm ready to go. Take me home?" The blonde from earlier begins massaging his shoulder while you stare at the couple, dumbfounded.

Jungkook looked just as confused as you did, "Now?"

She leans in closer to whisper something into his ear, at the same time, allowing her hand to freely rub his chest, letting out a sensual giggle.

It's so obvious what she's trying to do here. Putting on a show just for you. She must see you as threat.

Jungkook briefly pulls away and glances back at the blonde, "Fine. Wait for me by the door?"

Her smile drops a little but she recovers with an exaggerated pout, "I don't know if I can be left unaccompanied any longer. Like five guys have tried to talk to me already. But I told them I'm here with you." She pokes his cheek.

That wasn't a very subtle jab at you and Hoseok.

As much as you want to push her off of Jungkook, you can admit she's not wrong. He's here with her. And the man you came with has left (momentarily or not, he still left the party.)

You don't know what you're doing standing there. There's no need for you to watch them, especially when Jungkook hasn't said a word to you in over five minutes.

Even though your conversation is long from over, it was apparent that nothing was happening today. It makes the most sense for you to walk away from them before you start crying.

Feigning disinterest, you pull your phone up and shoot Hoseok a quick text explaining your absence.

The party spirit has officially been sucked out of you by Jungkook through a giant straw jammed into your skull.

Jungkook's still speaking to his date but you've forcefully tuned them out, thinking about how you're going to take a long hot shower and change into freshly laundered clothes and hop into your comfy bed.

It's only when you abruptly walk away that you hear him call out to you. He sounded almost frantic.

"Is Hoseok back?"

You pause at that, "No, I'm heading back home as well."

"We'll walk you." Jungkook offers. It was more of a statement though.

You consider it just because of how pissed off his date looked. Her smile has been wiped off and she glared at you, daring you to accept Jungkook's offer.

Well, you guess you're both going to be having a bad night now.

"You know what? I'd like that."

note: so like it's my birthday (woohoo 🎉) and this is a little gift from me to you.... 🧍‍♀️

[lilacs4ung]

Heeeey! What type if kisses do u think p1h are? Currently, I'm writing smth like this and I see soul as butterfly kisses(which i learnt are like little eyelash kisses.. very weird/very soul), intak as cheek kisses etc.. but what do you think?😋

piwon members' kissing styles/scenarios👄💝

tags: fluff, kissing (obv), lot of touching, suggestive (mdni), romantic word count: 982

a/n: ooh that's such an intriguing question.. i'm honestly not that knowledgable about kissing, but this is what i'd suspect based on their love languages and ways to show affection. also I kinda went overboard and put them in scenarios a bit different than just causal kissing. hope you don't mind haha<3

~ Keeho ~

We all know Keeho's a very intimate person, so I'd say he's the type whose hands would be all over you, especially loving holding your boobs, but in the end settling on you waist pulling you in, always demanding more, passionate kisser.

Would break away from your lips just so when you open your eyes you could see a huge grin sitting on his face. "Whaat?" You'd furrow your eyebrows. "Nothing" He'd say still smiling ear to ear. "I just like kissing you" Glancing down at your mouth and reconnecting your lips to continue where you left off.

After the makeout session would undoubtedly want to cuddle!! "Can you play with my hair?" He'd look at you with glowing puppy eyes. "Of course Kee." You'd simper brushing your finger through his strands, both his arms wrapped around your waist head resting on your chest.

~ Theo ~

Since he's kind of a quality time typa guy he'd certainly take his time, but also be kinda bold. Would drive you crazy with leaving wet kisses on wherever you want him to.

"Ah.. Tae-" You'd moan his name, fingers tangled in his hair. "Where do you want it love?" He'd look up, searching for your eyes. Your mind would run all over the place. Careful love bites making your skin numb. "Use your words, I want you to feel good." "Here please." You'd mumble tounge tied. "Good girl." He'd be the biggest tease and would enjoy every minute of your neediness.

Instead of waist, he'd casually rest his hand on the nape of your neck/back of your head and caress your hair. Even when in a public setting would pull you closer for a second to give you a quick kiss on the forehead.

~ Jiung ~

He's a tough one since he isn't specifically too obsessed with being physical, but if he knows you enjoy being touched in a certain way he'd try to go out of his way to please those needs. Also since he's not as initiative as others, he'd love it when you take control. Favorite kissing position would be you sitting on his lap.

When you touch him on spots like tigh, neck or when tracing your fingers along his abdomen, he'd shiver and his ears would turn red. "I'm sorry, should I stop?" You'd ask politely because you know he can be sensitive at times with physical affection. "No, keep going. You just surprised me." He'd giggle pulling you back in with his hand resting on your cheek, softly stroking your skin with his thumb.

I think he'd be a "slowburn" kisser, taking his time to gradually build the tension. When your sighs and moans get louder and more frequent, his courage would build up and he'd get more brave with his actions. He's still a consent king tho and would not stop asking if you feel comfortable. "Is this okay?" "Can I touch you here?" "Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?" "Fuck Jiung.. it turns me on when you're so attentive.."

~ Intak ~

He'd love giving casual nose kisses and be obsessed with you blushing everytime. Similar to Kyo he'd love resting his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat while you brush your hand along his back.

When you're doing something he'd carefully come up behind you wrapping his hands around your waist moving your hair over your shoulder so he can kiss the nape of your neck and observe what you're doing by resting his chin on the other side of your shoulder. "Whatcha' making?" He'd say with an innocent smile on his face, even though he just made your heart flutter like crazy.

When he isn't acting like a sweetheart he'd LOVE making out either with him between your legs while you're sitting on the counter or picking you up, with your legs around his waist while he's holding you by the thighs or butt.

~ Shota ~

Sho's a cutie. Would randomly run over to you, put his face so close that your noses are touching and give a swift little peck on your cheek. "Thank you." You'd reply laughing to yourself even though he's long gone.

Instead of focusing on your lips alone he'd leave kisses all over your face, from forehead to chin. "Shotaa~ on the lips please!" You'd curl your lower lip playfully. "Okay, just because you look too cute." He'd smile innocently, finally leaning closer. Occasionally biting on your lip causing you to let out a soft moan.

His favorite part to kiss would be the one that results you to make the loudest noise. His first instinct would always be to please your needs before anything else. He'd also love playing with your hands, drawing small circles on your skin and kissing your fingers. Needless to say he'd love holding your hand anywhere and everywhere.

~ Jongseob ~

I feel like Seob would feel lowkey lost when it comes to intimacy, but you'd guide him through it making your experience even more sensual and romantic. "Sorry, I'm not sure what I'm doing.." He'd say embarrassed with concernedly knitted brows. "It's okay, let's just take it slow. Alright?" You'd take his hands in yours glancing a soft smile, kissing them comfortingly.

Would 100% blush when you're kissing. "Babe, you look flushed." You'd chuckle after peeling away from his lips. "You should see yourself!" He'd point at you cheeks "What? I don't blush!" You'd quickly cup your face in your own hands. "You're red as an apple, babe.." He'd say teasingly. "Whatever.." You'd pout, as he giggles and grabs your hands away from your face to pull you back into a kiss.

Any time you guys would play games together he'd have you sitting in between his legs on the ground, having the controller in his hands in front of you, snuggling into your neck, ocassionally giving a peck on your cheek.

a/n: phew.. that took quite long. i apologize for any grammar mistakes or typos (not a native speaker), also if i interpreted the request differently from what you meant, it felt more natural explaining it this way, hope you still enjoyed reading^^ @angelsouli

[leashybebes]

queer feelings - 7

one | two | three | four | five | six

Buck is aware that he is…not giving the best account of himself, but he can't seem to get a handle on it. Alannah's gorgeous, and funny, and interesting. And she's bisexual. She's bisexual like him, and he apparently can't be normal about it.

He's talking too much about being bi, and he's distantly aware that he probably sounds like a sheltered kid on his first day at the LGBTQIA+ society in college. Not that he'd know, really. But it's how he imagines that would feel.

"Like I went on a date with this girl," Buck says, "And I mentioned that my ex was a guy and she got - really weird about it."

"Oof," she says, taking another sip of her drink. "Yeah, been there."

"Yeah?"

"Mm-hm. I mostly date other bi or pan people now."

"Oh?" Buck's not sure what to make of that. She seems really nice, and he wouldn't be sitting here with her if he'd only checked the box for interested in women. Like, they have this thing in common, which is nice, but it's also…a prerequisite?

"I've met way too many straight guys who are a little too into it, and a decent number of lesbians who are just straight up weird about it," Alannah's saying, so casual and unbothered, and Buck wants to listen to her talk about it for hours.

He feels a familiar wave of outrage on her behalf, but it's tempered by the knowledge that - that that's him too, now. He gets to be annoyed about that for himself, too. 

"That really sucks," he says.

She shrugs, casual and elegant - she really is pretty, and Buck's interested in her, but he doesn't know if that's because he's interested-interested, or just because she's the first person he's really met who uses the word bisexual like it's simultaneously not a big deal, and also like it's kind of the bedrock of who she is as a person.

"Biphobic assholes are always gonna be out there. Too gay for the straights, too straight for the gays. But that's not all people. It's not even most people if you don't surround yourself with assholes."

It feels like getting hit in the back of the head. Too straight for the gays. Huh. 

"It doesn't matter," she goes on. "But it is important. You get me?"

"Uh. Not really," he admits, and she smiles.

"Okay. Like - was the fact that you fucked women the most interesting thing about you before you came out?"

Buck almost chokes on his beer. Alannah rolls her eyes and smirks at him.

"Guess not," he admits.

She shrugs. "But it was an important part of how you saw the world, right? Like I said. Doesn't matter. Is important."

"I get it," he says. And he does. It doesn't matter. But it's important. God, it's really important.

She nabs the last fry from the basket between them and looks at him, considering. "I mean this in a nice way," she prefaces.

"Uh-oh," Buck jokes, and she smiles at him, leaning forward a little.

"You don't have a ton of queer people in your life, right?"

"Um." Well, there's Hen and Karen. There's Josh. There was Tommy. That's not a lot of people. But as like, a proportion of the people he does have in his life, it's not small. That's a depressing thought, all of a sudden. Not the relative queerness, but the size of his network. "I guess," he admits.

She smiles at him again, realer this time, a little lopsided. She's so cute.

"You might wanna work on that," she advises, and Buck thinks he will.

They move onto other topics - the things about themselves that are more interesting - but that thing she said about too straight for the gays keeps ticking around in his head. Is that what it was? Was that part of it?

"Can I see you again?" he asks at the end of the night.

She hesitates. "You're a good guy, Buck. But I don't think you're for me."

"Oh. Oh, sure," Buck says. "Friends?"

"I'd like that," she says, and she seems sincere. "You know, I actually have a friend that's gonna adore you."

It's the nicest brush-off he's ever gotten. The best failed first date he's ever had.

[okaysonny]

hiiiii, if it isn't too much to ask, is it possible to request a little continuation of the jake x reader (the one where reader is 🤰) who ended up winning the bet and how jake's is while reader is pregnant, thankk you very much❤️

a continuation of ⤷ ACCIDENTAL PREGNANCY 😧

ACCIDENTAL PREGNANCY 😄 ¦ jake kim

a/n: wasn't planning on continuing this, so it's shorter 😭 i now feel like i'm pregnant. hope you like this one too!

★ okay so...jake wasn't planning to be a father, but i think he's the type to just slowly fall in love with the baby. not that he wasn't before, but the idea was still foreign to him! it starts when he feels the child kicking for the first time. jake's hands would be on your stomach and then he suddenly just gets it.

★ he starts becoming really enthusiastic about parenthood, probably even more than you. a sharp contrast to what he was like when you broke the news!

"...i heard you shouldn't do that. i've been reading up on it and it's bad for the baby" "did you read that up 5 minutes ago?" "...yes"

★ jake kisses your stomach and talks to the child every night. it's part of his routine now (^_-)

★ big deal HIGHKEY acts like you're disabled 😭 before you sit on any chair, someone rushes over with a pillow to place on it. before you open any door, someone runs to open it for you. you should tell them to stop, but it's really funny.

★ yes, yes...jake balancing big deal while being a dad is inevitable. but everyone there knows that family life >>> gang life. jerry INSISTS to jake that he can take over, that jake should stay with you, at least until the baby is born. honestly, just marry jerry atp...

★ so now you're subjected to more stomach kisses 😒 yay...

★ jake may not be a perfect dad, he'll mess up, he'll be busy, you'll argue with him about it. but i firmly believe he'd shower his baby with so much love. he'll never ever let his child go through what he did.

bonus continuation! - who won the bet?

"so uh..." you start. "we were gonna announce this to all of big deal, but i didn't know you guys had a little thing going...so i figured i'd tell you first"

jason, lineman, lua and jerry stand in a horizontal line like they're about to be executed. they're all stiff, each one trying to act casual while also looking like they're dying to hear the result.

jake rubs your shoulder, his expression protective. "hey" he says gently. "don’t feel pressured" he shoots the four an unimpressed look. "you don’t have to tell anything to these guys"

the group flinches at his icy stare, as if jake just whipped them.

you roll your eyes with a small laugh. "it's alright. i don't mind"

placing a hand on your stomach, you gently rub it and smile. "we’re having a girl—"

SMACK!

before you can even finish, lua and jerry high five so aggressively that the sound echoes through the room.

"HELL YEAH!" lua whoops in victory.

jake immediately snaps his head towards jerry, glaring at him. "jerry!" he hisses.

jerry, who had completely forgotten himself in the moment, turns bright red. a giant thumb turned into a giant...sausage? "ahem. i mean...congratulations you both" he nods, trying to act composed.

meanwhile, jason and lineman had gone pale.

"no…" lineman mutters, staring at the floor like his world is crumbling. "our money..."

jerry whispers quietly so that jake can't hear. "it's our money now"

jason drags a hand down his face. "i thought for sure it was a boy..."

lua, still grinning like she's won the lottery, smacks lineman on the back. "you shoulda listened to me! i told you it was a girl!"

you blink in disbelief at the chaos unfolding in front of you. "anyway…we’re really excited"

jake turns to you and whatever irritation he has melts away as he laces his fingers with yours. "yeah" he murmurs, his voice warm. "really excited"

jason and lineman, however, are not over their loss.

jason mumbles something under his breath, and lineman sighs dramatically, shaking his head.

the room settles.

not for long though, of course.

"sooo…" lineman begins, his tone innocent. "does anyone have thoughts on what her first word might be?"

jake’s eyes narrow immediately.

jason perks up. jerry and lua exchange a knowing look.

"like i dunno..." lineman continues, stroking his chin. "just hypothetically, if someone were to put money on 'jake' or let's say, 'big deal' —"

lineman trails off as he comes face to face with jake's palm.

SMACK!

a/n: i used a pink theme in both parts...obviously i wanted to see girl dad jake 😏

divider: @thecutestgrotto

[bobur-the-berry-guy]

I may have found out something about myself today

Tamon relationship hcs!

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First of all, how does it feel to be the universe's favourite huh

He's literally such a dreamboat🫠🫠🫠

Ahem

Anyway, as for pre-relationship stuff

I don't think he's exactly in-your-face obvious but he's not having you play 'find waldo' to figure out if he's crushing on you either

His adoration is hidden in plain sight

He's just a but awkward about it

Especially given the eye contact situation

Honestly, if he notices you not only actively avoid making eye contact with him but also visibly try to make him feel more comfortable he'd fall even deeper

He loves being around you so much, he can literally chat the day away

And if you give him the chance to do that he's taking it without a second thought

He's always making excuses to be around you anyway

You need to run to the store real quick? Oh, he was just on his way to get a few things from there!

Want to go to the mall? He heard a new cafe opened, maybe you could check it out together!

Oh, you wanna go home already? He will walk you home, it's on his way anyway

Filthy liar, his home is in the opposite direction

He just really wants to be around you, ok?

Slowly, he actually starts feeling genuinely comfortable around you

Good job! You've unlocked eye contact!

He's pretty talkative himself, but he absolutely loves listening to you yap away

He may not have a single clue what exactly you're talking about or maybe he hasn't really cared about that thing before, but he's definitely interested in it now

How can he not be when you're being so enthusiastic about it?

And you sound so cute talking about it too, he can feel his heart melting

If you take that and add looking at his eyes he's a goner and he's happy about it

Sometimes he just spaces out and his brain makes up the most ridiculous scenarios known to man, but he's really giving them a thought

"ok so like what if they just kinda trip right now but i catch them and turn them around and we just stand basically almost touching noses and we don't move away and they realize they're in love with me and they're shy and flustered and--"

Back in the real world his eyes are probably exercising social distance and he looks like one of these musty dogs that you dont even know how are still alive💔

It's okay though, his facecard grants him forgiveness

On that note, have y'all SEEN HIM??

I'm lowk shocked that Eugene is canonically the most attractive and he isn't

Like i kinda see it kinda don't, yk?

But best believe he's absolutely gorgeous

He definitely has dimples trust

Also need i remind you just how well he's built

Sure, he doesn't train, but we've seen the illustrations yall

Arms for DAYS

He's definitely a bit flustered if you hold his hand or arm at first, but at some point he grows so used to it that it feels weird when you're not holding onto him when you're out

Another thing is when he gets comfortable he's just casually affectionate

Like, he's not going overboard but it comes so naturally to him that he's leaning down to kiss you and not even thinking about it

He's so gentle with the kisses too

Mostly he'd kiss your cheek or your forehead for any reason really

He feel like kissing you and it's just you guys, so why wouldn't he kiss you?

Now if we're talking about lip kisses he's just as soft, but he's also fairly firm with it

Just hear me out

He's holding your face so delicately and he's carefully tilting your head up and to the side so he can kiss you well

The first kiss is rather quick and it's so soft you'd kinda wonder if he even kissed and and he goes right back in for another - just a bit longer and firmer, more sure

And he repeats it for a few times, each kiss more charged than the last one and yet he's still so gentle

And by the end of that you'd actually have to pull back to catch your breath because he's here to leave you absolutely breathless

And when you pull back and finally pry your eyes open you see him staring at you so..

His cheeks are a soft red, his lips are just a bit swollen and all puffed from all the kissing and he's looking at you with these gorgeous brown eyes so lovingly🫠🫠

Ahem

Also he's tall?? AND STILL GROWING??

You're definitely not gonna lose him if you're in a crowd

You're either looking for a beanstalk or for someone hunched over on the side kf the street barfing their guts out

Ahem

He's canonically sweaty but like

There's gross type of sweaty and then there's some people that sweat like hell but smell good still??

He's the second one for sure

I mean his diet is good, he chugs a lot of water and he carries around towel and wet wipes so he's not drenched

Now that i mentioned diet he COOKS!!

Like, canonically, he can cook and makes his lunch himself and all

Which takes me to my other point

He definitely cooks for you

He liked being depended on and he can also show off his cooking skills, how could he miss that chance!

Be prepared to have him make your lunch for school

And if he can he will decorate it cutely - apples cut like bunnies, toast in a shape, a heart drawn with the ketchup.. the only thing that stop him is his own abilities

Oh he'd be so happy if you cook together

Doesn't matter if you're master chef or you could basically burn water, to him it's all the same!

Even if the food hasn't turned out the best he's eating everything on his plate because you guys made it together!! With love!! He can't not eat it when you've put so much effort into it!!!

And as good as he cooks, he can't avoid fuckig up at some point

He could accidentally burn or cut himself if he overdoes it, but then again that's an opportunity for him to be treated by you so you won't catch him complaining too much

While we're still on the food topic i need to say he's a bigback

An absolute and unapologetic bigback

Sure, he's nowhere close to Moragi's passion for inhaling everything in sight and maybe what's out of sight too, but Tamon eats a lot too

So on top of having him cook for you, be prepared for lunch and dinner dates

Wether you're at a cafe, bakery, restaurant or he's made the food himself

He looks forward to these dates, especially if it's a picnic

Picture this - you guys are at a hidden spot in the part away from people, the weather is perfect, you've got a big blanket to sit on and he's prepared a whole feast and there's some more snacks and drinks on top of that!!

Absolutely heaven

He's playling a playlist too, the atmosphere is impeccable

Oh he would have SO MANY playlists

Some for when he's just strolling around, for when he has chores, for his date ideas, for you specifically..

You guys even have a mixed playlist!!

He def plays this playlist to put him to sleep but you didn't hear that from me..

He remembers all the songs you've put in it and memorizes them, checks out the artist and finds other good songs from said artist to send you

Also i feel like he'd have a pretty diverse music taste?? There isn't a specific genre he sticks to

You've got everything from stuff like fairly popular to random underground artists to musicals and animated movies songs

Made a playlist for him btw(⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ꁞ⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠)

And when he's comfortable enough he's playling them for you to hear

Would actually melt if he sees you listening to songs he showed you

And he would give you his headphones too

Wether you wanna hear if they're good, you want some quiet time because everything's too loud or you just wanna try them on, go ahead!

You with his headphones on is something he will remember

Might take a picture too.. he needs a new wallpaper anyway

God he'd be SO happy to go to a concert

He really wants to go to one but he's usually terribly anxious to go to one.. by himself...

But it's better if you're there!

He'd insist on being on the front too, surprisingly

He'd usually want to be on the back of the crowd, but given that the second the band stops playing and everyone heads to the doors would be like purgatory for him PLUS the fact that you're there with him.. he's gonna be fighting demon in the front of the crowd but it would be worth it for him

Also he has someone to stare at comfortably

You come back home and he's got enough photos and videos of the concert to fill an album and he's insisting on not deleting the ones of you he finds pretty, no matter how horrible you tell him you look

Do you really just think you look atrocious or does love make him blind? Who knows

Other than that, this man can not only play the guitar but he also sings

And he would want to sing to you!! A lot!!

Just let him build up his courage to do so

His voice is actually angelic

It's like.. clear... Kinda thick? But he also kinda whines out some of the tones, you know??

Think singing something like Nico plays or Blood orange in Champagne coast specifically

That's the best way i can explain it but i KNOW he sounds like that trust me bro

Anyway you better record him because that would be even better than any actual concert

He's singing like an angel, and just for you too?? MEOW

I can also see him just kinda sing to himself every now and then, like while he's walking trough somewhere he's sure he's alone or while cooking or doing chores

Now if you catch him singing like that you're free to join him, just please be careful not to scare him too bad

Also if you start singing while he's playing the guitar?? Even if you're not good or you're super quiet???

He's in heaven

He wants more

Will he ask? Probably

He just loves your voice so much

It makes him feel so at ease and it sounds like heaven to him

And if he's singing to you he gets so focused and so into it too, especially if the song is personal to you guys

And when he finally looks back at you and sees you staring at him like he hung the stars in the sky himself? Melted on the spot

He's down bad and down bad deep

Not that he's complaining - he's happy to be yours

In conclusion, he's genuinely the most caring and loving man you could ask for.. please tell me your secret to bagging him🙏

๑Requests are open btw(⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)✧⁠*⁠。

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

WE NEED A SERIES ABOUT HOW SKZ ARE LIKE WHEN THEY'RE INTERESTED IN SOMEONE

i just read leeknow's version and I'm so interested! please consider making it a series 💖

Ooooooooh- okay okay!!!

This anon ask is what got the most popular views in my vote so welcome to the second post of March!!!

What a beautiful way to start the autumn season :)

Disclaimer: This is for entertainment purposes and should not be taken seriously, this is for funsies.

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬: 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 '𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲' 𝐘𝐨𝐮?

Bang Chan:

His Libra Moon/Mercury and Scorpio Venus means you have to be friends with him for him to develop a crush on you, he might think you're pretty from the moment he sees you but he has to build a rapport and establish a good 'vibe' before he even thinks about dating you.

Chris would be more giggly and physically affectionate than usual, he'd give you more compliments than he does his other friends...might even be more teasing or playful towards you.

He honestly seems like the type of man that would ask you out over Messenger but I hope he would take the time to confess his feelings to you in person.

'So...we've been friends for a while right? And I think you know that I like you more than a friend...so would you want to be something that's more than friends?'

Lee Know:

Lee Know's Sagittarius Moon/Scorpio Mercury and Venus indicates a slow...SLOW burn type of dynamic where he could be crushing on you for MONTHS and you wouldn't even notice.

The type to scrawl through your social media but would not even utter a single confession to your face until he can't take it anymore and he has to spill.

He would prefer to make the first move so he can think of a hundred different ways of how the scenario could go, he would put effort into showing care for you and then act nonchalant about it.

Lee Know is the type to pay for your coffee every time you're together and then act like it's a gesture he'd do for anyone (which we know he wouldn't).

'You don't know I like you??? I have liked you for months now, I bought you coffee all the time, I thought I was being obvious'

Seo Changbin:

Changbin's Virgo Venus and Leo Moon with Cancer Mercury also indicates he would probably show his attraction to you in an indirect manner because Virgo Venuses love to enjoy showing their attraction to you in the most quietly 'detailed' way.

Is the type to ask you about your workout routine or your favourite places to eat, he's also the type to keep a list in his phone of things you enjoy so he can ask about them later.

'So...you mentioned how you like guys that work out right? Does that mean you would like me when I workout?'

Hwang Hyunjin:

Hyunjin's Pisces Venus/ Virgo Moon (maybe)/Aries Mars indicates a man who's a true romantic and an impulsive one at that.

His fanciness for you would manifest in him being more giggly and physically affectionate with you, maybe casually rubbing your arm or welcoming you with a squishy hug.

Eventually, he'll reach a point where he's so overwhelmed and bursting with feelings...he just HAS to reveal them to you and his confession would make you feel like a Hollywood romantic drama.

'I have to tell you something and so I'm going to say it before I can't...I like you, I REALLY like you and I can't hide it anymore.'

Lee Felix/Han Jisung:

I'm combining these two together because they share both the same Venus and Mars signs with the exception of Han being a Pisces Moon and Felix being an Aries Moon.

They both would be the nervous type and Han might even be more shy with you than he would be with his other friends whilst Felix might be more conversational and maybe even to the point of annoying with how friendly and hyper he might be.

Han would be interested in understanding what your hobbies, values and desires are.

Felix would bring you gifts, offer you suggestions for songs to listen too and try and become invested in the hobbies you're interested in.

( I am watching Law and Order: SVU and I get why people have been invested in Olivia and Elliot for 25 years because they are both fine af!!!)

They would both be nervous and in fact might give you enough hints that they are interested in you to make the first move on them.

Han: 'So...if someone said that I like you...what would you think about that?'

Felix: 'Look...I don't know how else to say this but I...I like you and I don't know what to do about it'.

Kim Seungmin:

Seungmin's Cancer Moon and Virgo Mercury indicates a forthright but gentle way of expressing his feelings for you, sure he's sassy and a bit cheeky but his confession would still be romantic.

But definitely more straightforward than the others, people who have a Virgo Mercury don't like to sugar coat anything.

'Here's your coffee order, did I get it right?...I like you- I really, really like you and I wouldn't mind taking you out- just the two of us...if it's okay with you?'

Yang Jeongin:

Jeongin and him having an Aries Venus WITH a Mercury in Aquarius??? Friends pffft what friends?

Jeongin is too impatient to form a friendship with you and he's probably the type to openly admit his feelings for you in a calm and slightly non-chalant manner- like the true fuckboi he would be.

'You like me noona, I know you do because I want you even more so what are we waiting for? I want you to be mine'

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[almostfoxglove]

I wish you would bless us by writing a lil drabble about Javi

You two dated but you got sent back to the states and he had to stay in Columbia. You go back after a year and pick up where you left off and it's sweet and lovely because so much happened to him in that year

✉️ I wish you would write...

HI HONEY BEE omg. okay. listen. you know how I feel about javi & angst but also javi & love so HEAR ME OUT HERE OKAY, JUST STICK WITH ME. I'm gonna have to pop this under a cut because I've never once in my life been concise.

let's say you're the same girl javier falls for first,

and you used to work at the us embassy, one floor below his desk. spent your days with your head down and no small number of nights waiting up after javier called, telling you he was on his way. you only ever got twenty minutes warning, tops. often less. sometimes you wondered if he'd called you from the car, like he'd taken off toward you apartment before remembering to tell you he was coming.

for a year, you fucked on and off as his job or interest allowed. for you it was the perfect, pressure-free release. for javier, it was torture. having you like that, taking you apart as you unraveled him, always plagued by this nag at the base of his skull, greedy and vicious, that wanted more. he thought you'd eventually ask him to stay the night, or ask him for coffee, breakfast, anything, but you never did.

then your dad got sick. or your mom? he doesn't know. all he knows is that one day he goes into work and on his casual, totally unrelated but necessary loop past your cubicle, you are gone. desk cleared off. that little photo frame of you and another girl—your sister, he always guessed—vanished. your coworker, when they catch him staring, says you had to leave. that someone is dying back home and you went back to be with them while you could.

he nods, maybe grunts, and is gone, a cigarette already lighting itself in the cup of his hand. swallowing the bitter scorn he briefly feels rising in his throat that you didn't tell him shit. didn't even bother to say goodbye.

because you didn't have to, he thinks. he sure as hell hasn't told you shit about his life back in the states. so why the fuck should he care? why does he?

he doesn't have any way to contact you, but javier knows himself. he wouldn't call even if he did.

a year later, you return to colombia and cross the concrete slab outside the embassy. in your absence, escobar has died and the cali cartel has risen like cerberus in his place. you steel yourself as you approach the pewter steps, hoping you might slip back into the routine of the job you left behind without any fanfare. you don't want to explain your absence—you want to pretend it never happened. you just want to do your job.

but javier is smoking on the steps, and he sees you coming. and though neither of you ever really acknowledged each other at work in all the time you slept together—not even passing hellos—you watch in mild horror as he drops the cigarette from his hand, crushes it under his polished shoe, and stomps down the steps in your direction.

he looks different. you've never seen him in a tie, let alone a whole suit. your steps slow as his legs scissor the distance, crossing the courtyard as if nothing at all exists beyond the two of you. your frown doesn't phase him, your halting. nor the half-baked "what the hell are you—" that you get out before he's made it to you and yanks you against his chest.

he reeks of smoke and nerves. the only time you've felt the iron-grip of his embrace this tight is during particularly vigorous fucks, and they always, always unlatched the moment you were both done.

and yet javier is hugging you, tightly. out here in the open, with other people milling about, sometimes turning their heads to catch a sidelong glance at the man who mumbles into your hair, "m'sorry" with a strange awe in their eyes, like he's some kind of celebrity.

his voice, though, carries none of that vanity. he sounds throttled, ruined, wrecked. it is the shock, you think, that has you allowing this display. that has your arms cautiously, loosely wrapping around his waist, too stunned to process anything but a single question: what the hell happened to him.

you don't know what he's apologizing for. you don't know what strange, alternate dimension you've found yourself in. "javi—" you whisper eventually, arms slacking as if to pull away, but javier's grip only crunches tighter around your frame.

you aren't sure why your heart skips over itself.

you aren't sure why a little part of you, dazed as it might be, likes that he won't let go.

"hermosa," he mumbles, his breath hot in your hair. "m'sorry."

[nonranghaes]

heads up! volleyball au. seungkwan dealing with a minor injury (twisted ankle) + mentions of cheol being injured during sport in past.

seungkwan swears his entire body is on fire, and all he can do is focus on the bag of ice you're pressing against his ankle right now. he should be watching the team practice now. he should be paying attention to joshua's serve, or listening to jeonghan as he coaches from the sidelines, or watching to make sure no one else fucks up and lands on their ankle like he did trying to block mingyu's spike.

instead, he's just thinking about the way you have his injured ankle in your lap, an ice pack pressed against it. vernon ran to get something to wrap it in properly, this makeshift bag of ice the result of you combining a plastic bag with ice from the ice chest containing bottles of water.

"seungkwan?" you say quietly, and he finally drags his eyes away from the bag (and your hands) to look at your face. "it's okay if you're upset, y'know. accidents happen." the side of your hand is pressed against his skin as you shift the bag a little, careful to keep it from dripping onto him as it melts. "remember when cheol landed on his shoulder instead of his chest when he dived? he was fine." you pat his leg. "you'll be, too."

"he's not allowed to play," jeonghan says offhandedly, not looking over. "not until he sees a doctor and recovers." he looks over, smiling at the two of you. "i'm sure they'll watch over you for today, seungkwan."

his face is burning hotter now. shut up, jeonghan. shut up shut up shut up--

"i will!" you chirp, happy as can be, as if your very existence didn't set seungkwan on fire a little. butterflies in his stomach and all. butterflies on fire at this point, considering you're so casual about all of this. "don't worry about it. i'll take good care of him," you pat his leg again, that same fond smile on your face. "okay, seungkwan?"

if it were anyone else, he'd be flustered about it. maybe he'd even playfully jab at them. but with you, he just averts his gaze for a moment. "thank you," he says in a small voice that'll net him teasing once you're out of earshot. "i'll take care of you, too, if you need me."

and maybe he thinks it's stupid for him to have said it, considering he was injured and mentally kicking himself... but your smile soothes away those thoughts all too easily.

[aryxchse]

the prince and the princess. / jason grace x daughter of hera! reader dating headcanons!

a / n : i can't stop thinking abt him lately, sorry folks! and yes, since i am a sucker for 'history repeats itself' troupe, i am writing daughter of hera fic AGAIN. proud and hot 🎀

warnings : cursing, pure love, jason being a little cocky because i know rick didn't gave him enough credit

- can we agree that hera is so happy?

- her champion and daughter being together?? dream coming true

- and she knows jason will treat you good, unlike his father did to her

- so you guys already have her approval and we don't care about zeus / jupiter in this household

- back to you cutesies

- jason is so husband material

- like you're so much like your mother, but he isn't like his father

- for example ;;

- you'd be angry about something—anything really, and jason would calmly continue to read his book, murmuring 'it's okay sweetie' or 'yes, you're right. you're always right baby' once in a while to make sure you know he's listening

- most of the children of hera suffers from jealousy, so if your fatal flaw is jealousy, he'd do this 10 times more

- but he's not bored, he thinks this is an ideal relationship because you never act toxic towards him

- just sometimes a little bit more jealous but that's okay, jason loves it

- you guys are the prince and princess, like the name of this fic

- you two visit olympus more than any demigod seriously

- you having therapy sessions with your mother while jason gets angry at zeus for making hera sad again

- you do couple therapy for them fr

- back to jason being a husband

- i don't know how, but he makes heart shaped thunders in camp when he's out on a quest

- call it connection and him being powerful, but it's just so romantic

- like whenever a heart shaped thunder appears, the campers are like 'yup, that's jason missing y/n right there'

- you guys already have promise rings

- mother and father of the camp

- like, literally

- you're so good with kids, such a mother material (wow what a suprise), and he's such a father bro

- he's so good and gentle with kids?? it makes you wanna cry and throw up from love

- your favorite flowers on your door every sunday

- and he gaves it as one, for you to collect them and make a bouquet yourself

- he already made a deal with the hecate or demeter or persephone kids for the flowers to never die

- power couple by the way but i don't think i have to mention this

- i imagine children of hera being the opposite of the children of the nyx, like owning the sky and heavens, but they're powerful as much

- not more powerful, read carefuly.

- and yeah, owning the sky together? what a couple can do more than that

- flying dates whenever you feel stressed

- visiting the old temples

- constantly hearing the 'hera and zeus' jokes

- literally being an old married couple

- my boy jason loving teasing you while you're angry

- what can i say? you got your temper from your mother and he got his sarcastic behavior from his father

- natural leaders

- you being jason's mastermind

- you're the mastermind of all the big three's children atp

- him gifting you little things from your element

- like one time he gifted you a hair clip that was the shape of an peacock feather

- and you're constantly wearing lightning earrings

- matching jewelry but it's like.. a royalty level you know what im saying?

- like it's not some bracelet which made from the beads or string

- i'm talking about real silver or gold here

- and it's so minimalistic that it looks so good

- you guys are the most chill couple camp has ever seen

- like those couples on tv that ates their five minutes screen time

- wiping his glasses for him, even when he doesn't notice it's dirty

- he casually greets you by giving you a knight greeting, on his one knee, hand on his chest

- properly, like the queen you are

- zeus take notes fr

- long story short, you guys are too iconic but i guess i don't have to say that