#nini reacts

[thots4hee]

RELEASING THE LOUDEST FUXKING CRY I CAN MUSTER RIGHT NOW

THIS IS JUST TOO MUCH. WHEN I HAD A BOYFRIEND ALL I DID WAS CRY AND SUFFER. BUT JAY?????? THAT BITCH SET THE BAR HIGH I HATE HIM.SO MUCH FOR DOING THIS TO ME

MY GIRLIES, FIND URSELF AN ATTENTIVE MAN YALL DESERVE ONE. ESPECIALLY IF UR LOVE LANGUAGE IS ACT OF SERVICE!!!

yo te quiero más // jay (ENHYPEN)

pairing: secretary!jay x CEO!fem!reader

genre: office!au, fluff, smut (minors dni) // warning: older reader; Jay calls reader “Boss”; making out; unprotected sex; public sex; profanity; oral sex (both receiving); fingering; creampie; mentions of marriage. // wc: ~6.6k

previous chapters:

part 1 - carmesí part 2 - mi reina part 3 - millones part 3.5 - hasta los dientes part 4 - vente conmigo part 5 - tusa part 5.5 - apaga y vámonos part 6 - versos de placer minisode part 1 - cuando nadie ve

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summary: what happens when your lovely boyfriend/secretary whisks you away to Greece to celebrate your birthday? psst in involves a lot of sex

author’s notes: here is part 6.5 and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!

omg SO I bet you all know (if you've read all my works) that I always write for myself. everything has always been by me, for me. so in this installation of the series I would like to dedicate it to me. okay maybe to Jay too because he's my muse but let's be real, I could just leave the idea in my head and gatekeep it forever, but do I really wanna do that? no.

for those of you who have been here since part 1, welcome back. thank you for loving this series as much as I did, and believe me when I say that I always come back to reread your feedbacks as it would always make me feel happy.

for those of you who are new, welcome! make sure you catch up and read the previous parts before diving into this one because you WILL be confused. and if you stop at part one, that's okay. if you stop at any part that does not end with a cliffhanger, that's also okay. I hope you have fun reading though, and we can be simps for secretary!Jay together!

the song for this part is by Ventino, and it means "I love you more", which is what y/n says whenever Jay says he loves her. or vice versa.

if you haven't read the minisode yet, click here! it's a little scenario of what happens at the office while our favorite couple is away.

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You were talking to your new recruits who were sat in front of your desk, eyes fully focused on you and nodding along to all your remarks. You were wrapping up when you heard a single knock and watched your office door open slowly.

“There you are, Park,” you said, standing up from your seat. The two guys shot up from their seats as soon as they saw you move. “Gentlemen, this is my first assistant.”

The cat-eyed young man nodded and bowed slightly, while the other guy who was taller smiled and bowed to Jay.

“Hi,” Jay said, smiling awkwardly. “You can call me Park.”

“Jungwon and Riki are going to work under Keeho and Yeji respectively,” you explained to Jay, noticing the puzzled look on his face.

“I see.” Jay fixed the collar on his shirt before he continued to talk. “Well, if you need to reach the Boss you can go through me first, or Hwiyoung.”

Jungwon looked at you for confirmation and you nodded.

“If you don’t have any other questions, you can go to your desks. Hwiyoung will show you the way,” you said, walking away from your chair and into the center of the room. Your new employees swiftly made their way to the door.

“Looking forward to work with you, Ma’am,” Riki chirped at you.

“Miss is fine,” you smiled at them both before they left your office. You then turned around and found Jay standing by your desk, still looking confused.

“I didn’t know we were hiring,” Jay commented, closing the door for you as you made your way to the minibar.

“We aren’t,” you said, getting a glass of water. “They replaced Yujin and what’s-his-name.”

Jay froze for a second before furrowing his eyebrows. You had been careful to keep everything low, having Beomgyu meet you privately to give you his monthly reports on your employee’s behavior. You had kept an eye on these two people for a while and when you finally found a valid reason to dismiss them, you did not waste any time. Jay was aware, however, since when you were not around he would hang out with your managers and other employees of higher positions.

“Is this because of what they said about me?” Jay asked.

You merely tilted your head, swallowing your drink.

“Boss,” Jay sighed, walking towards you. “Was firing them really necessary?”

“I terminated their contract,” you corrected him, sitting back on your chair. “Both have been sloppy with their work, and Yujin had been coming in late for weeks at this point. It’s about time I let them go.”

“So it’s not because they gossiped about me? About us?” Jay asked, standing firmly in front of your desk and keeping his eyes on yours.

“That was one of the supporting reasons too,” you said calmly. You scanned the documents laid in front of you and glanced to your monitor.

Jay took a seat and quietly observed you as you started typing. He was so silent but his stare was so intense, so you gave in and looked at him.

“What now?” You asked, leaning in.

“You would really do anything to protect my image?” He questioned. His pupils were dilated and by now you could see his gaze started to soften.

“Not just your image.” You clicked on your mouse a couple of times before pushing your chair back and standing up. You walked towards his seat, leaning back on your desk and crossing your arms in front of your chest. “I’m protecting you.”

Jay pouted and pretended to get all choked up, holding back tears. You laughed and smacked his arm, but then he grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips, kissing your knuckles.

You heard two knocks on your door. It took a while for all of you to develop a system, one knock and an instant entrance would always be Jay, while two knocks followed by waiting for permission to come in would be Hwiyoung.

“Come in, Hwi,” you raised your voice, walking towards the sofa.

Hwiyoung walked in holding up an iPad. When he saw Jay sitting in front of your desk, he tilted his head to greet him.

“This is the schedule for when you’re away for the week. Let me know if there are other meetings you want me to take care of,” Hwiyoung sat with you on the sofa, pushing the iPad on the coffee table towards you.

There was an awkward silence before you heard Jay groaning as he pushed his hair back and leaned to his seat. Hwiyoung finally read the room and quickly looked at Jay, and then at you.

“Oh,” Hwiyoung said softly. “You didn’t tell her yet?”

Jay shook his head as he stood up. He then made his way to his seat beside you. You were still stunned so you looked at Hwiyoung, demanding an explanation.

“It’s your birthday next Thursday, right? Park told me to clear your schedule for the whole week and get work done ahead so that…” Hwiyoung’s voice trailed off, expecting Jay to finish the sentence for him.

“So that you don’t have to worry about work. We’re going on a vacation. I’m taking you to Syros and Mykonos,” Jay calmly stated. He was leaning on the sofa, his arm resting comfortably behind your back.

You looked back at him, and then at Hwiyoung. Hwiyoung smiled sheepishly as he tidied up his hair.

“Sorry I ruined the surprise,” he said. He looked at Jay and Jay just nodded once, signaling that it was okay. “Happy early birthday?”

You chuckled, covering your mouth with one hand while the other scrolled through the schedule that Hwiyoung brought. “Thank you, Hwiyoung.”

Jay scoffed and you instantly knew what was coming.

“Thank you, Hwiyoung? You’re really thanking him? I planned everything and kept it a secret? Shouldn’t I be getting a thank you?”

Jay’s voice was reaching a higher pitch that made him sound funny, so Hwiyoung was holding in his laughter. You calmly put a hand on his thigh, immediately silencing him. You did not take your eyes away from the iPad, though.

“Calm down,” you said after shushing him. “I’ll thank you privately later.”

“And this is where I excuse myself,” Hwiyoung said without missing a beat. Both you and Jay laughed as you watched him leave your office.

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“Why Greece?”

Jay looked at you through the mirror. You were sat on the floor, neatly rolling your clothes before putting them in your suitcase. Jay was picking out clothing items from the wardrobe and laying them on the bed for him to plan out his fits.

“You love beaches,” he answered, setting a pair of black joggers on the bed.

“True.” You shifted in your seat and reached out to your vanity to grab your jewelry case.

“I saw your Pinterest board the other night when you were working,” Jay said as he closed the wardrobe and stood by the bed, staring at his choices. “I saw you had a lot of Santorini pictures pinned so I just went ahead and chose a less touristy island.”

“Isn’t Mykonos also touristy?” You asked, glancing at him for a second before focusing on packing again.

“Yeah, but the nightlife is amazing. There’s parties, bars, five-star hotels everywhere. The fun that you deserve, honestly.”

You chuckled. “You know I don’t go to parties.”

Jay crossed his arms in front of his chest, gears turning in his head trying to mix and match the items in front of him. “I know, I just wanted to try out going to one with you and showing you off.”

“Show me off?” You questioned. This time you got up and stood beside him, also observing his choices. “Just pack lightly, baby.”

“Because we won’t be wearing clothes most of the time?” He asked with a smirk. He pulled your waist to his before you could even formulate an answer. Leaning in to kiss your cheek, he squeezed your waist with one hand before he grazed his lips on your earlobe. “Can’t wait to make love to you under the stars.”

“I get it, you’re always horny,” you giggled, lightly slapping his arm so he would let you go.

Jay grinned so wide and you ruffled his hair before nudging him away, encouraging him to finish packing.

“Baby,” he said, turning to face you. “Don’t forget the necklace.”

You smiled, standing up to open your drawer. You picked up the Vivienne Westwood box, held it up to show him, and then chucked it in your suitcase.

“I’ll put it on once we get there and I will never take it off. I promise.”

Jay wore his stupid grin on his face again and you just cackled, leaving the bedroom to go grab something from the kitchen.

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You closed the book you were reading as soon as you saw Jay walking towards your seat. You both arrived early at the airport so you had hours to kill, and while you opted to sit pretty at a café, Jay decided to go on a short walk.

“Retail therapy?” You asked him as you eyed the small Tom Ford paper bag in his hands. “What perfume did you get?”

Jay frowned, taking his seat in front of you. “How do you know it’s perfume?”

“Is it not?” You placed your book on the table and leaned in, peeking through the paper bag.

Jay sighed in defeat and you just chuckled as you read the name of the scent. He then noticed a man sitting a couple of tables away looking at the two of you.

“How long have you been sitting here?” Jay asked, not taking his eyes away from the young man.

“I don’t know,” you said, checking the time on your wristwatch. “Just over an hour?”

“How long has he been staring at you?”

You frowned and looked at Jay before following his eyes and looking at the man. The man instantly became flustered and averted his gaze, running a hand through his hair while he hurriedly took a sip of his drink.

“Oh my God,” you muttered as you turned your head back to Jay. “That’s my ex.”

Jay’s eyes flickered before he focused his gaze on you. “Which one?”

“The one before the last.” You shifted in your seat. “How long has he been there?”

“That’s what I’m asking, baby,” Jay said, bringing up his hand to graze your chin. “Go say hi.”

You snorted, utterly puzzled. “Why?”

“Considering how long he’s been sitting there just looking at you, it’s best that you just end his misery.” Jay shrugged and took a sip of your coffee, exactly placing your lipstick marks on the cup to his lips.

You sighed and then slowly turned to face your ex. Raising your hand, you slowly waved to him and he blinked before smiling back at you. You then left your seat to go and walk to his table.

“Koga,” you greeted him as he stood up to welcome you.

“Y/N.”

He then stepped closer to you to give one of the most awkward hugs you had ever received. From the corner of your eye, you could see Jay scoffing and looking away.

“You look great,” said Koga, stepping back to eye your outfit. “I mean you always do.”

“Thanks.” You smiled at him, wanting to return the compliment but thinking that it was best not to be so nice. “Sorry, I didn’t notice until my boyfriend pointed out that you were… staring. Were you staring? I don’t mean to accuse…”

“No, no, it’s okay,” Koga laughed in between sentences. “I saw you and I thought it was you, but then maybe it was just someone who looked like you. I was contemplating to say hello but I just didn’t want to greet the wrong person. I didn’t mean to be a creep.”

You nodded and smiled. “Where are you headed?”

“Tokyo, to see my family.” Koga shifted the weight in his legs. “You?”

“Greece,” you answered. You then glanced at Jay before looking back at Koga. “He planned a birthday trip for me.”

You tilted your chin towards Jay when you said “he”. Koga looked at Jay for a while and then turned his attention back at you in an instant.

“Well, I’m glad you’re doing amazing,” he said as he checked the time on his phone. “I think I’d better go now. Happy early birthday?”

“Thank you.” You leaned in for a side hug and this time it was not that awkward. “Safe flight.”

“You too.”

Koga had to pass your table to walk out of the café, so as he dragged his suitcase with him, he gave Jay a gentle nod to acknowledge his presence before he left. Jay coolly tilted his head to greet him back in silence and watched his every movement as he walked away.

“All good?” Jay asked as you sat back down at your seat.

“I don’t know why you made me do that,” you sighed, checking your coffee cup and wondering why it was now empty.

“The poor man looked like he needed closure,” Jay added. “You should have seen the way he closed his eyes when you hugged him.”

You squinted your eyes at Jay, not knowing what was the intention behind his comment. “Yeah, okay, I’m an unforgettable ex. Is it really my fault, though?”

Jay threw his head back laughing and you just shook your head.

“Careful,” you stated. “That could be you in a couple of years.”

The smug smile on Jay’s face was instantly replaced with a frown. “You don’t mean that,” he gulped.

“Of course, I’m joking,” you cooed, placing a hand on Jay’s face and gently rubbing your thumb over his cheek. Jay melted into your touch and pouted his lips before kissing your hand.

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You had no expectations for Syros because you had never seen pictures of the island before. You were lucky that Jay conducted his research very well, as well as he did other work at the office, and he came prepared.

On the plane, Jay mentioned how the island is best for its culture and off-season cachet. He even went on to mention that the island had so many Italian influences, and that it was once the center for ship-building in Greece. When he said this, your eyes widened in wonder and for a second it felt like you were walking with a tour guide instead of your boyfriend.

The one thing he was most excited to show you was the tavernas. He knew that you weren’t that much of an adventurous soul when it comes to culinary travels, and that you would much rather eat something you know would taste good instead of gambling on a new dish. That was why he decided to take you to a taverna located at a pretty seaside village that was famous for its lobster.

You both stayed in Syros for two nights before moving to Mykonos. You had done your part in researching about Mykonos and you knew it was famous for the decadent parties and five-star hotels. The first day there, you checked into a resort on a private peninsula which also had a secret sandy beach. For early dinner, the two of you had to wait in line for a while at a place called Kiki’s, but as soon as you got your table you understood again why Jay was just so good at what he does.

“Did you know that even Naomi Campbell has to queue for a table here?” Jay asked, eyes scanning the menu.

You chuckled because at that point that was maybe the hundredth fun fact that Jay told you. And you loved it.

The waiter came and took your order, and Jay ordered for the both of you, not bothering to even try speaking Greek because he knew he would butcher it. Before he left, the waiter took the menu from you and glanced at Jay.

“Your wife is very beautiful, Sir,” he said in a low voice.

You smiled and looked away towards the bay. Jay tried so hard to keep himself composed and not grin too wide like an idiot.

“She is. Thank you,” he finally answered.

When the waiter left, you sighed and touched the cutlery spread in front of you. “Do I look old? Is that it? Is that why people keep thinking we’re married?”

“Why is that your focus? Maybe we just exude married vibes, I don’t know,” Jay nonchalantly answered, putting on his sunglasses and brushing his hair back.

“You’re getting used to it, aren’t you?” You asked, propping your chin on your hand.

“To what?”

“Getting mistaken as a married couple.”

“I kinda like it.”

Your response was halted once you saw the waiter coming back to your table with your drinks. You decided to put the conversation to rest, knowing that Jay probably did not remember that he basically proposed to you that night he was drunk.

“I love sunsets,” you sighed, taking a sip of your drink and staring into the horizon. “The sky is in its prettiest colors.”

Jay nodded, following your gaze. You couldn’t see his eyes behind his sunglasses, but he was staring at you. “Breathtaking,” he whispered.

You spent hours at the restaurant just talking about everything. Every time you emptied a plate, you would order something else just so you can secure your place and continue the conversation. You were amazed and also thankful how you would never run out of a topic to talk about, and that Jay in many ways was much more knowledgeable than you, which meant you end up learning something new each day.

That night you both arrived at the resort completely exhausted, so after washing up and doing your skincare, the two of you passed out on the bed almost at the same time. You woke up ahead of Jay, however, since you knew whenever you go on trips you thought it was a waste of time to spend so many hours sleeping.

You were sitting on the porch with one leg up and your hand flipping through the pages of the book you brought with you. You reached out for your cup of tea and brought it to your lips. You then heard some shuffling from the bedroom and when you turned your head, you saw Jay in his flannel pants, topless, scratching his eyes and ruffling his hair at the same time.

“Happy birthday,” he said when he reached the porch. You giggled because of how cute and clueless he looked. “Can I kiss you?”

“Why would you even ask?” You answered with another question, closing your book on the table.

“Morning breath,” he sighed, blowing on his hand to check his own breath.

You smiled and stood up, reaching out to rest your arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist and nuzzled into your neck, kissing you there instead of your lips.

“Thank you.” You stroked his hair and pulled him back so you could see his face. You kissed his jawline and then his lips, smiling as you felt his arms tighten around you. “I’m glad I get to spend it with you.”

After staying in each other’s arms for a while, you asked Jay to sit on the porch with you to just bathe in the morning sun. He did as you asked only after getting himself a cup of tea of his own and ordering breakfast for the two of you.

“So who fell first?” You asked just as Jay was about to take a bite of his toast.

“What?” He managed to answer, the toast still in between his teeth.

“At what moment did you realize that, oh, you were falling for your own boss?”

Jay snorted and almost spread bread crumbs all over the table. You chuckled and adjusted your seat, waiting for him to answer.

“I have always admired you,” he said after properly swallowing his bite. “But if I had to pick a moment, maybe the TED talk.”

You frowned and stared blankly at your plate, trying to remember the exact date of that event. “Why?”

Jay shrugged. “Seeing you on stage, the spotlight shining on you. You were in complete control of the audience. I don’t know. I think I’ve never seen that kind of power.”

“Most people would feel intimidated,” you added, stretching your legs as you grabbed a glass of water.

Jay pushed the glass towards you so you could reach it better. “Well, you’re lucky I’m not most people.”

You just nodded before taking a sip of the water. When you put the glass back on the table, Jay cleared his throat.

“What about me?” He asked, leaning in to listen more intently, as if he wasn’t already doing it before.

“Chanel shoes,” you answered without giving much thought. “Easy.”

“Really?” Jay responded with his hands brought up to his lips as he pouted. “So you’re telling me I could have made a move faster if I just bought you designer stuff?”

You crumpled up a napkin that you used to wipe your mouth and threw it to Jay. Jay dodged it and laughed so hard he almost threw himself off the chair.

“It was the thought behind it!” You said in defense. “You told me you noticed I was wearing stilettos so much and you were worried about my feet.”

Jay nodded, understanding. You stood up and began clearing the table. He then stopped you by gently grabbing your wrist and making you let go of the empty plates.

“I’ll clear this. You can go wash up first,” Jay said as he stood up. “Dress lightly and comfortably, okay? We’re walking a lot today.”

“Okay,” you answered. You smiled and gave a peck on his cheek before you walked away to the bathroom.

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When Jay said you would be walking a lot, you did not expect to exceed 20k steps in one day. He took you to the historical sites and diligently snapped a ton of Instagram-worthy photos of you to post later. Whenever you felt slightly tired, he was already on his phone to find the nearest café for you to rest your feet.

You were sitting outdoors at a café by the street and you noticed Jay walking towards you, carefully carrying three drinks in his hand.

“Whose order is that?” You asked, tilting your chin towards the lemonade that he set on the table. He got you a latte and an iced tea for himself, so the extra glass confused you.

“The guy who took my order was the owner, and he asked me if I was here on a honeymoon when I pointed out you were sitting here.” Jay pulled his seat and sat with a sigh, taking his sunglasses off his face and putting it on the collar of his shirt. “I said that it’s your birthday, so he gave the lemonade on the house.”

“That’s sweet,” you said, reaching for the glass of lemonade and picking it up. You waited until the owner made eye contact with you and when he did, you raised the glass and mouthed ‘thank you’. The owner put a hand over his chest and smiled back at you.

“You should have said we’re on a honeymoon,” you added after sipping your latte. “Maybe then he would give you a free drink too and we’d end up with four glasses.”

Jay froze as he bit the straw in his mouth and stared blankly to the floor. “You’re right. Why didn’t I think of that?”

You laughed as you fished for your phone from your tiny purse. You checked your notification and browsed the internet for a while. After scrolling through Instagram, you snorted and it made Jay look at you.

“Wanna see something cute?” You asked, still holding your phone in your hands.

Jay raised an eyebrow and without saying anything else, you shoved your phone to his face. He then noticed that the camera app was open and he saw himself on the screen. A smile creeped up on your face as the realization finally hits him and he just scoffed, smiling sheepishly.

“You’re cute,” said Jay, looking down and stirring the ice in his drink.

While Jay was busying himself with his drink and taking in the scenery, you took countless candid photos of him as an attempt to freeze the moment.

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“Are you bored of seeing the sunset yet?”

You shot your head up to Jay, tightening your grip around his arm as you both walked back to the resort. “What kind of question is that?”

“I was thinking of chilling by the beach while we watch the sun go down. You know the secluded one that only people from the resort can visit?”

“Let’s go,” you commanded, letting go of his arm and linking your fingers with his, dragging him with you and picking up the pace.

Jay laughed at your eagerness, slightly jogging to catch up to you. By the time you both reached the sandy beach, the sky was already turning orange and you noticed that there were only a few people sitting around. You saw a nice spot surrounded by rocks and you dragged Jay there.

“We should have brought a picnic mat or something,” Jay said, taking off his denim jacket and setting it on the sand. “Here.”

You were dressed in a white tank top with spaghetti straps, and you wore the lightest fabric for your panties, covering your lower body only with a huge flower-printed sarong. Seeing that the denim jacket could only fit one person, you untied your sarong and held it wide open. Jay scrambled to stand in front of you, worrying that other people might see you almost naked.

“What?” You laid your sarong flat on the sand and sat on it. “Now we can both sit without getting sand in our asscracks.”

“My God,” Jay huffed, plopping beside you. “You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“I’m basically wearing a swimsuit, you can relax.”

Jay shook his head. “You’re wearing normal clothes. That’s underwear. So no, I can’t relax.”

“Look around,” you said as you snuggled into him. “Can you see anybody staring?”

“No, they’re all far away,” Jay replied after getting a good look around the area.

Eventually, Jay relaxed and propped his body up with his elbows as he leaned back. You moved closer to him, lying down and facing the sky completely. From this angle, you could see Jay looking straight into the water, the last of the sunrays casting a shadow under his chiseled jawline.

“You’re not even enjoying the sunset,” he said with a low voice. He then glanced at you and when his eyes met yours, you smiled.

“I’ve got a better view,” you whispered, not taking your eyes off his.

Jay leaned down to kiss you and you immediately responded by bringing your hand up to his neck to pull him closer. At first he planted chaste kisses on your lips and your cheek, but the moment he placed his mouth on your neck you turned into putty.

You moaned into his mouth and his hand traveled down to your thigh, bringing it up to his waist. Your hands were now tangled in his hair as you desperately try to dominate the kiss. He stroked your thigh before he rested his hand on your ass. You whimpered as he continued to devour you, groping your ass and groaning into your mouth with every single movement that you made. When you opened your eyes and he pulled back, the sun was almost gone and the sky was now a shade of dark purple.

“Touch me,” you whispered as you closed your eyes again, your hand caressing his face.

“It’s getting dark,” Jay answered before kissing your cheek sweetly. “Let’s take this back to our hotel room.”

You pouted at him and grabbed the collar of his shirt. “But I want you now.”

“Our room is right there, it takes less than five minutes, my love,” Jay said, brushing your hair back and resting his hand behind your ear.

“I don’t wanna wait five minutes,” you whined, stretching your legs straight as you moved underneath him. “Please.”

“Y/N…”

“Jay, please,” you added, whining even more. “Please. I need you now. I want you now. Just touch me, please.”

“God,” Jay sighed, burying his head in the crook of your neck. “You’re even prettier when you beg.”

He kissed you underneath your chin and you smiled, thinking that you finally got what you wanted. When you hooked your fingers on his pants, though, he quickly grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand away.

“I’ll touch you with my hands and if you be good, I promise I’ll make you cum as many times as you want back in our room,” he said. Jay’s voice was low and hushed, and his authoritative tone just made you even wetter. “Okay?”

You whimpered and nodded your head. Jay smiled and leaned to kiss you again, at the same time grazing his fingers along your thigh and gently pushing your legs open. You gasped as you felt his finger stroke your folds through the fabric, and you held onto his shoulders for support. When you felt him tug your panties aside, you held your breath and instantly let out a sigh of relief once you felt the heat of his fingers against your wet cunt.

Jay kissed your lips again and smiled as he continued his ministrations. Your reaction was a mixture of gasps, whimpers, and sighs, and whenever you moaned a little too loud your voice was silenced by the sound of crashing waves. You felt his two fingers sliding in and out of you with ease, and at one point you bucked your hips just so you could feel more. Your free hand traveled downwards to give your clit a massage, and Jay was such a gentleman for never leaving your lips unoccupied.

“C-close,” you whimpered into his mouth. “I’m close.”

You gasped when you felt Jay’s fingers leave you. Before you were about to complain, he quickly shuffled downwards, keeping your legs open with his hand. He hooked your thighs over his shoulder and without a warning dove his tongue into you.

The moan you let out was almost as loud as a scream. You frantically reached for Jay’s head, locking your fingers into his hair. He licked your folds and ate you out like his life depended on it, and within seconds he made you reach your first high of the night, tainting his chin with your juices.

It took a while for you to catch your breath. As you breathed heavily, you opened your eyes and literally saw stars. The view of the night sky was then replaced by Jay looking down at you, his face slightly concerned.

“Are you okay?” He asked, caressing your cheek. “You were so loud. I didn’t know if I was hurting you or making you feel good.”

You laughed silently, covering your eyes with your arm. Jay chuckled with you, taking your hand away and kissing your palm.

“I’m not okay,” you stated. “Because now I want more.”

“I’m at your service,” Jay replied, snaking an arm under you and helping you sit up. “My queen.”

Jay’s arm never left your waist as you both made your way back to the resort and up to your room. In the elevators, you took advantage of the fact that no one else was there with you so you cornered Jay and smashed your lips into his, making him groan and squeeze your ass in response. The moment you reached your floor, you pulled away from him and quickly dragged him out. He rushed behind you and pulled you towards him, pressing his hard-on against your ass. You chuckled and leaned your head back to his shoulders as he left sloppy kisses on your neck.

As soon as the doors closed behind you, you both got undressed. Jay chucked his denim jacket randomly on the floor, and you untied your sarong and kicked it away as you made your way to the bedroom. You both left a trail of your clothes and by the time you reached the bed, both of you were naked.

You laid on the bed and Jay hovered over you, taking a second to admire your beauty. The way he stared at you made you melt, and you reached up to brush the hair out of his face. He dipped his head to kiss your forehead and you closed your eyes, savoring the moment.

Jay carefully rested his weight on you, not wanting to leave a gap by propping himself up with his arms. Your breasts were pushed up against his chest as he started kissing your jawline, making his way down to your neck.

“Are you gonna put it in or what?” You snapped, feeling his tip graze your entrance.

“God, you’re so impatient today,” Jay chuckled, gently biting your earlobe.

“It’s my birthday,” you stated. “And I want you inside of me, now.”

Jay smirked before licking his lips. “Okay, Boss.”

He adjusted his position before he pushed inside you, and with one swift move he bottomed out. You closed your eyes and moaned, leaving your mouth agape as you felt your walls wrap around him. You grabbed his arms and bucked your hips, a way of telling him to start moving, and he did, ever so slowly.

You knew that he was going slow because it was what you always preferred, but on your special day you wanted things to be different. You sighed and pushed his body away from you, making him lie down on the bed as you straddled him. Jay looked confused for a second but immediately relaxed the moment you started grinding on him. You placed your hands flat on his chest and gradually increased your speed. He brought his legs up in an attempt to buck his hips to match your pace, and at the same time he reached out to give your breasts a good massage. You noticed his moves were getting sloppier so you moved even quicker, lying down on top of him and showering his face with wet kisses. His hands rested on your waist and he groaned as he released his seed inside of you. You kissed his neck and sucked him there once you reached your high too.

The night did not end there as you took his words at the beach seriously. He did not pull out until his dick softened and you started grinding on him again. He made you cum two more times, one with his tongue and the other with his fingers, and to show your gratitude you sucked him off and made him whimper as he shot his load into your mouth.

“Fuck,” Jay whispered, breathless. “Fuck.”

You chuckled again silently, lying down beside him still fully naked, a mixture of his cum and yours still trickling down your thighs. He stayed beside you for a while, toying with your fingers as you both stared blankly at the ceiling. He then got up with a groan and staggered towards the bathroom. You heard him turn on the water and realized that he was drawing a bath.

“Jay,” you called. When he didn’t answer, you raised your voice. “Jay, come here, baby. Just lie down with me.”

He appeared by the door in all his naked glory, leaning sideways. “You’ve had a long day, my love. I’m drawing us a bath.”

It took you a while to learn that while Jay mostly listens to everything you say, he would go against your words when it came to your well-being. You sat up and cracked your fingers before walking to the bathroom to join Jay. The tub was filled up quickly and before he asked you to get in, he checked the temperature by dipping his hand into the water.

“Shit, it’s still too hot,” he muttered. “Just wait for a while.”

You tilted your head and carefully dipped one leg in. You shrugged and then moved to dunk your whole body in the bathtub. Jay just stared at you with his mouth wide open.

“Baby,” he gasped, checking the temperature again with his hand and then immediately shaking his head. “Damn, it’s like you’re a Targaryen.”

You chuckled. “It’s not even that hot. Come here,” you reached out both your hands to him.

Hesitating, Jay took your hand and carefully entered the bathtub. You moved to make space behind you so he could sit, and before dunking his whole body he took a deep breath. As he sat down, you heard him huff and puff from the heat and you couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Eventually Jay relaxed, and as he leaned back on the tub, you leaned back on his chest, letting him caress your arms so sweetly. You turned your head and kissed him on the cheek, lingering to speak against his skin.

“Thank you,” you whispered, “for the best birthday ever.”

“You’re welcome,” he answered before pecking your lips. “Although now I don’t know how to top it next year.”

Your hand made a soft splash as you reached up to playfully slap his cheek. You then eyed the digital clock on the wall and realized that you still had three hours left before midnight.

“The night when you got drunk,” you said, tilting your head towards Jay. “Did you know that you burped into my mouth when you kissed me?”

“I would never do that.”

“I have a video of it.”

Jay’s eyes widened and you just nodded to him. “I don’t have it, I mean. Jake has it. He recorded us.”

“He recorded us kissing? Pervert.”

You slapped Jay’s chest and the water splashed into his eyes.

“Ouch, okay. Okay!” Jay squeezed both his arms around your waist and you squealed. “I believe you. I’m sorry I burped in your mouth.”

“So you don’t remember what else happened?” You questioned again.

“It was a blur. I know you picked us up, but then what? I swear I am never drinking that much ever again.”

“Do you remember what happened on our bed?”

Jay’s breath hitched as he paused to look at you. “Did we have sex? Oh my God, did I ejaculate too soon?”

You snorted and giggled before brushing Jay’s chin with your fingers and kissing him on the cheek.

“You asked me to marry you.”

There was a brief silence before he spoke.

“I did?” He asked. You nodded and you could see him gulp. “What did you say?”

“I said okay.”

Jay brought his hand up to his forehead and gave himself a gentle massage. He had thought about proposing to you a dozen times before and maybe that was why it came up while he was drunk. He really planned to pick the perfect time and place, and all he wanted to do was to ask for your parents’ permission before popping the pretty question to you.

“Listen,” Jay stated, clearing his throat. “I…”

You placed a finger over his lips and his sentence hung in the air.

“I know,” you whispered.

Jay stared into your eyes and in that moment of silence, you could feel the love washing over you. You nuzzled into his neck, closing your eyes as he continued to caress your body, communicating in ways where words were not needed.

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© forjongseong 2022, all rights reserved

another author's note: surprise! with Jungwon and Riki making an appearance here, OT7 is officially in this universe! and tell me if you liked the cameo of K from &team :3

read the next chapter: la niña de mis ojos 

[livelaughlovesubs]

Dom!reader x sub!Mr.Crawling

Warning: SMUT, hand job, teasing, pet names, did I make him too pure?, low-key self indulgent, dacryphilia, also kinda fluffy

Nini!rant: I did it again, I hate myself, it’s so cringe, why am I a pervert, I hate writing pls I’m going through fifteen stages of grief cuz I’m shamed and embarrassed

PROBABLY OOC, I HAVENT PLAYED THE GAME

What an annoying situation you’ve found yourself trapped in. Everyday was pretty much the same, not to mention you were a hair away from going insane and just murdering everyone. It was difficult to get along with the other creatures of this realm, since you couldn’t seem to trust them entirely. Who knows if these monsters won’t kill you once their curiosity wears off. The uncertainty regarding the language was also playing a role in all this, not the mention the filthy environment here.

You plunged back onto your small bed, the somewhat soft blanket and mattress working as your only solace. There was nothing fun here anymore, you spend your days searching for an exit, but you haven’t found a lead yet. With a loud groan, you turned and faced the wall, lying on your side. That’s when you suddenly noticed some movements behind your back and—

A shadowy figure jumped out from under the bed you were currently resting on. The figure smiled at you, he gave off a bright and enthusiastic feel, like a puppy wagging its tail. “Mr. Crawling?” You asked, slipping off the almost clean sheets to sit on the edge. It wasn’t really a question, but more a statement. He looked up at you, at least you think he did, and he nodded while saying, “yes! Me!” “What are you doing here—” You wondered but interrupted yourself, covering your mouth and giving an awkward cough, “I mean: Why you here?”

By habit you’d always talk in your original language first, only to realise they can’t understand it. “Me look for you, you okay?” The ghost asked you, his long bangs and black hair covering more than half of his face. And the parts you could see were mostly drenched in blood. “Yes, me okay.” You answered half heartedly, since you didn’t know how to explain your boredom to him. Instead of dreading that fact, you decided to focus on the more important stuff, pondering, “You here, play?”

He almost jumped as he giggled and said with an upbeat tone, “yes, yes!!” Pff, what an adorable thing, if there was one person who you trusted completely in this foreign world, it’d be him. And Mr. Chopped, mostly because he can’t hurt you. They seemed like the most harmless ones. “What shall we do?” You chuckled, mostly to yourself, reaching a hand out to pat his head. He was kneeling in front of the bed, tilting his head a little to give you easier access. “Me like pats.” He said, nuzzling into your palm with that usual smile, then he added, “me like you.”

“Me also like you.” You replied, and caressed his face, treating him like a dog. Or maybe more like a cat? Anyhow, what you said was not a lie, because he really is likeable. If he was a human you’d probably date him—

…

Huh, wait. What’s stopping you actually, its not like you are scared of him.

“Mr. Crawling, come.” You waved your hand, signalising him to come closer. He did as you asked and laid his head on your lap. “Good boy.” You praised him in return and cupped his cheeks, they were a little sticky from the almost dried blood, but also very squishy. Then you made him look up at you while simultaneously leaned down to his height, placing an almost shy kiss on his forehead.

A quick and gentle peck, just to test the waters on how he’ll react. His mouth hung agape, causing you to see the black, endless appearing inside of his mouth. Soon his surprised expression changed to his usual cheery one, and he giggled, “again! Me want again!”

You couldn’t say no to him, and seeing his rather positive response made you feel weirdly giddy. Though this time, you kissed him on his lips instead. Without opening your eyes, you still noticed how he stiffened, and it made you get even more bold. After a few seconds, you broke the kiss and whispered against his chilly skin, “me like you.” And yet another kiss, then you grabbed him by his collar and pulled him onto the mattress, asking with a pretty confident smirk, “you like me?”

His lips were slightly parted again, and his cheeks turned a little rosy. He still looked tense as he sat on the bed, one hand clenching the sheets, the other one awkwardly placed in front of his chest. Probably because he didn’t know what to do with it, so now it’s resting there. Other than that, his clothes were getting loose and slipping off his shoulders as well.

“Ah-” he gasped almost inaudibly, it seems he finally noticed, because now he was hurriedly trying to straighten his clothes out. You grabbed one of his hand to interrupt him and brought his palm to your lips, placing a gentle kiss on top, saying, “you not answer me?”

“Urgh..!” He jerked, and he blushed even more, suddenly he felt way too flustered to say the same words as before. It must be due to you acting all weird! “M-me like you…” his sentence ended on a quiet note, and he turned his head to the side. “Haha. Yes, me like you too.” You chuckled, then pinned him to the bed, getting on top of him.

Arms on either side of him and one knee placed between his legs, carefully spreading him apart. Frankly, you didn’t care that he was this big, tall and supposedly scary ghost. “Me like you so much ♡” Chu~ another kiss, this time on his cheek, then his chin, and last but not least, his neck.

With a tremble in his voice, and a hesitant body language, he wrapped his arms around your waist, mumbling, “w-wait.. what you doing…?” Subconsciously, he moved his chin to the side to grant you better access, and you left a hickey right next to his adam’s apple. “Showing my love.” You answered, knowing he wouldn’t understand what you said. It was fine, he didn’t need to understand. At least that was what you thought, but then he proved you wrong by repeating the word, “love? You— love me?”

What a surprise, he did know that word. Despite you not expecting that, you didn’t let it show and replied, “yes.” A small laugh escaped you and your hot breath tickled his skin, creating a contrast with how cold his body is. “Ah..! Me love you to-” He quickly answered, but not fast enough to not get interrupted. You caught his lips in a kiss before he could finish his sentence.

As soon as you got the opportunity, you stuck your tongue into his mouth, moving it around and listening to his soft whimpers. His moaning voice was cute as well, and he groaned so prettily, “Mhmm- hmmfff HnnGh…!” At the same time, you rubbed your knee against him, grinning to yourself at the feeling of something hardening.

Now what did he think about this whole situation? Embarrassing and simply too intense~ What to do, what to do, he’s overwhelmed! He hasn’t felt this way in centuries, no, he doesn’t even know if he’s ever felt like this before! It’s so strange, so unfamiliar and uncomfortably hot. Of course he knows he’s being greedy but he really, really wants you to touch him more.

His legs clenched around you, instinctively trying to close them, shoulder raised to his cheeks and hands meekly clawing at your arms that were firmly trapping him within your grasp. Those clothes of his were failing at covering his body, slipping off his shoulders all seductively. Not to mention how he squirmed around, eagerly returning the kiss but not knowing how to, just way too adorable.

Once you deemed him messed up enough, you pulled away, licking your lips to get rid of the last bits of saliva. His tongue was still hanging out and he was panting heavily, some water droplets could be seen on his cheeks. “Are you crying, darling?” You asked while wiping his tears away, in the process your sleeves got all bloody. “It’s alright, leave it all to me.” Even though he didn’t have a single clue what you just said, he knew by the way you talked, the tone you used that he could trust you.

That’s why he said, “me yours, do what you want.” Just as he voiced the last vocal, he hid his face in the pillow and with the back of his hand, not saying another word. You were flabbergasted, to think this cute, seemingly innocent man could say something like that. “You gave me permission, don’t take it back now.” Right after that, you slipped his kimono off, enough to creep your hand underneath it. He jerked around, not used to such intimacy.

Your touch was so warm, heating him up, making him shiver. To be honest he was a little afraid of all this, it is new for him and his heart is beating so fast. How should he put it? Once you wrapped your hand around his dick, he felt like something was coming out already, “s-slower, your h-hand, nghh..!” You stopped mid track, you haven’t done anything yet but he’s already reacting like this? God, the way you struggled to hold yourself back from fucking him up right here right now.

“Mhm, is this okay?” Gently, or as gentle as you could, you began moving your hand at a slow pace. Meanwhile, you nuzzled your face into the nook of his neck, placing small kissed everywhere. Occasionally you’d suck and nibble at his skin, leaving behind some pretty bruises on that bluish-grey skin. “Hnngh- mhm.. yes.” he nodded, shaking slightly as you kept advancing on him. What else was he supposed to do, or how else should he have reacted?

It didn’t take long until you picked up your pace again. Not only the sweet whispers of dirty nothing you loved to do but also your movements down there that was gradually speeding up. At the same time you’d mutter such perverted words into his ear, the way you said them alone got his head spinning around. He really wants to learn the human language just to understand what you are saying~

He wrapped his arms around your neck, then changed to clawing at your back instead. Back arching off of the mattress as his legs quivered and toes curled. More and more tears flowed down his cheeks, and he whined out, “too much, n-no… ah, nghh..!! ♡♥︎” you slowed down a little to ask him, “you not like?” The way your breath crept up his skin made him want to moan out again, but he instead mumbled into your neck. “MmhHfff, uh-UhmM, hmm..” yea no, you didn’t understand a thing of that.

“Sweetie, what you say?” You kissed the side of his head, and your free hand moved up to stroke his hair, sliding your fingers through his silky black locks. His grip around you tightened, and he was obviously unwilling to let you go again. But, he didn’t talk with you, most likely still too ashamed. “Not like?” After a while you tried again, and rubbed his tip with your fingertips, smearing his precum around. Then changing your grip with a turn of your hand, to rub his slit with your thumb, just tapping it occasionally while the rest wraps around his shaft once more.

“HnGghhh…!! N-no- me l-like, me like it.., like you ♥︎♥︎” finally he answered you, sitting up a little due to him being too excited, and you patted his back lovingly. He arched even more into your touch, whimpering whenever you made the smallest movements with your hand. “Good boy, I’ll speed up now.” You gave him a heads up, then you chomped down on his shoulder, at the same time keeping your word and going faster, pumping him up and down.

“Ahh- ahhhngn..!! You, w-wait~ ♡♥︎♡” He cried out at that, holding onto you so tight there will be bruises the next day. As if suddenly self aware of the noises he was making, he hid his face away again, finding comfort by burying himself closer to you. You felt your neck getting wet, if you had to take a guess that must have been his tears. Yet you didn’t stop, feeling him twitch in your hand, “it’s alright, I’ll take care of it.”

Another moan ripped from his throat when you did something he especially liked, he clawed and clung to your clothes for dears life, quietly sobbing next to your ear, whimpering so softly, “p-please.. co-coming out~ too much…♡♡♥︎” Luckily he couldn’t see your features neither because you were grinning from ear to ear, smiling so devilishly. Hopefully he won’t misunderstand. You stroked his lower back, fingers tracing the line down his spine, and he jerked once more. “Hnnngh~ please, pleaseeee~♡♡”

“You like that?” You wondered, even though you pretty much knew the answer. He mewled and withered, thighs still trying to close up around you. Seeing him being in such bliss and feeling so much pleasure made you want to completely ruin him, and you ended up going faster with your hand. That was the last push he needed to get over the edge. “Ah- haaaGgh…!! Ngh- please, mo-more, no-uhh..!!~♥︎♡♥︎!!”

And with that, he came all over your hand. Oh- he came a lot. You slipped your hand out from underneath him, staring at the sticky fluid spread over your fingers. Right as you planned to get up and wash up, he hugged you all tightly, not letting go while he slowly came down from his high. It seems he liked hiding his face in the nook of your neck. You drew reassuring circles on his back, cooing at him, showering him in praise, waiting a few minutes.

After a while, you nudged his head, muttering, “me go clean, you stay?” Your hand was kind of grossing you out now, you definitely didn’t want to wait any longer. He didn’t answer you though. “You wanna come with me, clean?” You changed your offer, considering the way he was acting. This time, he nodded satisfied and got off of you, quickly sorting out his clothes, “yes!!” It seems he recovered already, returning to his energetic state, that means next time you can go rougher with him.

“Let’s go.” You said, reaching out your hand to him once you got off the bed. He took your hand but pulled on it, just enough to make you stumble forwards. Without wasting that opportunity, he placed a kiss on your cheek, causing you to freeze up on the spot. “Me like you.” The ghost chirped, his bright smile returning to him. That surprised you, was it his way to get back at you for earlier? Unable to stop yourself from grinning, you chuckled, and it soon turned into a small, speechless laugh, “Hah- haha.. ah- oh fuck. What to do? You are too Cute.”

[marvelkiddie]

Mommy!Wanda x little fem reader with the reader wanting to stop breastfeeding out of nowhere, because lately we dont we didnt ask wanda and she noticed right away but didn't say anything until, she comes to breastfeed us a day and we respond with "i'm good wanda i dont want to breast feed anymore" (we call her mommy all the time but she gets hurt with the name) you put how she reacts.

(if she forces us to breastfeed from her make sure we spit the milk out and if that doesn't work for her we bite her nipple a bit hard make her flinch. (You put how she reacts) and In the end we end up apologizing and call her mommy again.

PLEASEEEE write it🛐😭

Milkies

You loved nursing it helped you sleep better and you loved the cuddles you got from your mommy, but for the past couple of days Wanda has started to notice that you’re nursing way less than the usual, she wondered what might have caused this but didn’t ask you right away.

Tonight you were in bed while Wanda read you a story, usually you were nursing while she read but tonight you were very active interrupting her every other sentence Sweetie why don’t you start nursing so you can go nini while mommy finishes the story huh? she asked you running her hands on your cheeks no thanks Wanda i dont wanna do that, your reply left her confused you used to love this one on one time with her and now you’re refusing and worst of all not calling her by her title, she paused for a second then pulled you down to her side im sorry I shouldn’t have asked you then, you are gonna go do it because I say so and don’t you dare call me Wanda again you will be punished if you do that, she manhandled your little body until she was a bit on top of you and forced her nipple to your mouth, you whined and kicked your feet protesting but she didn’t stop, she gave you one hard look signaling for you to start suckling and you did so, but making sure the milk was spilling out from your mouth to your chin, Wanda looked at you angry telling you to stop being bratty at that you tried to wiggle your way out of her grip, she grabbed your arms to keep you in place so you did the only logical thing a grumpy little brat would do, you bite her, hard enough for her to flinch away she looked at you shocked and slapped you in the face, you grabbed your face holding back the tears, you could see Wanda was furious and you feared for your life fine if you wanna be a brat that okay but you’re getting spank right now im tired of this attitude y/n I don’t know why you’re misbehaving so much lately you did knew why and it’s because your mommy wasn’t always nice to you but testing her wasn’t the best idea yet you still did your best to get under her skin almost daily, she spanked you hard, thirty smacks later you were crying apologizing to her promising you will be better im sorry mommy I won’t do it again I wan milkies please you said a bit slurred from all the crying and the sleepy state your mommy left you in. After that night you never refused to nurse again and stopped complaining about being a big girl that didn’t need to nurse every night.

[hyun0o]

Hi author. I want to request for blackpink imagine can you do for ot4, where y/n is really clingy with all of them and they treats y/n like a baby and rosé loves to carry y/n around. They would always do everything for y/n. Thank you love your stories.

Cutie

[Blackpink x 5th mem. Fem!Reader][FLUFF]

I'm so sorry anon, I didn't realize this req was 2 months agoo (—=—') pls forgive me °///°

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Scenario 1 🎮

"Unnie no fair you cheated!" You whined when you lost to Jisoo in mario cart. Both of you sitting on the comfy couch in your vacation hotel after a large and successful comeback, while your other members were in the kitchen, preparing the dinner for tonight, well except for Lisa who was failing her tasks miserably. "Yah, what do you mean I cheated, just admit it you lost boo" Your unnie teased, your puffed cheeks turning slightly red from embarrassment. Maybe it was your own fault for challenging the queen of games. "I can't believe I lost to an oldie" You earned an annoyed call from Jisoo, soon she nagged you on how to play the game properly, taking power ups, stop ramming into the sides, and what not. You stuck your tongue out at her while she talked and when she saw your little shenanigans, you booked it knowing she'll poke your sides.

Running into the kitchen, your unnies saw you as you frantically hid behind them. Hoping for you to get protected by them, but of course it's not going to work. "Y/n-ah!!" Jisoo ran to you in a flash, but you wont lose to her again, the other girls watched as the oldest and youngest chased each other around the whole hotel. It basically lasted for 4 mins until Jennie finally called you two to stop. As you enter the kitchen again for the 4th time from the chase, Jennie glared at you with her cat like eyes, making you immediately stop dead in your tracks. "U-unnie..." You stammered with your words getting scared, 'Did I piss her off too? ' You thought as you gave her your infamous puppy dog eyes for some mercy. Jennies eyes furrowed as she stared at you, trying not to break but come on, you looked far way too cute to get angry at.

She sighed and pinched your cheeks, her tall walls breaking in attempt to lecture you "You're going to get hurt if you continue baby, come on and eat" She whispered with loving eyes, you loved your Unnie so much, you loved all of them. But of course you're not always going to say that just to tease them,as a maknae your job is to be mischievous to them. You hear a scream from Jisoo from behind and immediately your flight or fight mode went off, you chose flight. Hugging Jennie to her neck you hid in the crook of her neck to get protected. "Nini!!" You screamed in fear, really not wanting to get tickled. Jisoo bursted out laughing, were you really that scared? Jennie glared at her as well, making her shut her mouth. "We were just playing Jen..." Walking closer to you and soon she unsurprisingly poked your sides, you jumped and whined. "Come on you're over reacting silly, stop clinging onto Jendkkie" You looked at her and just for funs and giggles you stuck your tongue out to just annoy her again. "Yah! You little-" Jennie playfully hit her head to stop and just let it go, earning a pout from the oldest.

"Girls, food is ready!" Chaeyoung called, walking towards you three while Lisa prepared the dishes to the plates. She stopped in her tracks when she saw the funny scene. "What are you guys doing" Laughing, she looked at you pushed your hair to the side so your forehead can breathe. "Jisoo-unnie is so mean!" You pouted back at your oldest member, making her pull a jokingly annoyed face. Before she could even defend herself, Chaeyoung immediately went to your side and pampered you. "Yah this is why she's so spoiled" Jisoo crossed her arms with furrowed eyebrows, you giggle and finally wanted to stop teasing your unnie. Letting go of Jennie you soon hugged Jisoo and apologized for teasing her, even if you two always teased each other, you still loved her. Soon Chaeyoung and Jennie joined in the hug while Jisoo apologized as well. The warm embrace making you all feel at home.

"Hey I also want to join!" Cutie Lisa hugged last making you all chuckle.

Scenario 2 🎥

A sunny afternoon was the perfect setting to go out to the mall, shopping for some groceries and whatever items your hearts desired. For you, it was basically hell. Your heels were killing your damn feet while you're sweating inside of your multi layered outfit, only now regretting your choices, you curse your past naive self. While you suffered from your poor choices, the worst part is it was as if you were invisible to your other members, completely forgetting about you ever since the outing started. Chaeyoung and Lisa were bickering in what to buy for tonight, including board games, food, and other necessities. While Lisa was recording your fun little outing for a vlog. "Come on please, play with me tonight this seems like a fun game" The blonde girl raised the board game up for the camera to see, Lisa can't help but just say yes. And then going back to the camera to shake her head and whisper playful no's. "Yah I heard that" She threw the board game in the basket, finally noticing your tired state, droplets of sweat twinkled on your forehead with your shaking feet not being able to support yourself properly.

"You okay bub? You don't look too good" You wanted to burst out right then and there, finally she noticed you. They were basically ignoring you for the past evening full of walking around and buying things. Rather than anger you start to tear up, making Chaeyoung panic. "Everything sucks" You sniffed, maybe you were over reacting? Maybe you're too sensitive? Maybe it's not even a big deal. You tried hard to reason with yourself, but no matter how much you invalidated your own feelings; nothing worked to calm your nerves down. In fact it made it all worse. "W-what wrong? Does your feet hurt? Here let me help you" You didn't reply, heart still filled with emotions, as Lisa turned the camera off, she finally noticed you two from behind, also spotting the tears on your face while Chaeyoung was taking your heels off. "Y/nnie what's wrong? Did Rosie bully you?" She wiped your tears with her sleeves, guilt emerging in your chest, it wasn't really their fault, yet you were still hurt. "You're probably the one who made her cry idiot" She replied with an annoyed tone making you shiver, Chaeyoung isn't the type to get frustrated at people.

"Here bub, climb on my back. I can carry you back to the van" Your tears swelled up again, you didn't deserve this just after throwing a stupid tantrum. "Listen to Chae, Ynnie, I'll carry your jacket, you're sweating beads" With that you went on Chaeyoungs back while hiding your face on her shoulder, tears still flowing while sniffling. The two older girls can't help but feel guilty, were they the reason you're crying? "Ynnie... Did we do something wrong? Please tell us so we can apologize properly" Lisa looked at you with worry in her eyes, hoping that you'd answer. You whisper something only you can understand on Chaeyoungs shoulder, although it was audible, they couldn't really understand your muffled words.

"Say it again bub what is it?"

"You two ignored me... Ever since this outing started, then my shoes started to get uncomfy to the point it really hurt my feet. And then I got to suffer the consequences of my own choice of clothing, today sucks..." They thought back to this morning where you all got to the mall, you were right. They did ignore you but not on purpose. It's when they always get interrupted to reply to you or when they just shrugged you off. Lisa even remembered that you mentioned how you feet started to get hurt but before she could acknowledge your comment, she got distracted by an item in the store. They both felt horrible, you didn't deserve such treatment. "We're sorry bub... We didn't realize it till now, we promise we'll make it up to you" Chaeyoung hung her head low, as with Lisa, "We promise it won't happen again." You feel content, that's all you wanted to hear from them, a sorry and some assurance where they'd make it up to you. Looking to your side, you were met with Lisa with furrowed eyebrows, guilt evident on her face. "Promise?" You held your pinky up, Lisa smiled brightly and took your pinky with hers, intertwining it.

"We promise" Kissing your forehead, the heavy weights in your chest finally lifting as you hugged Chaeyoung by her neck with a content smile on your face.

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Huhu I love the thought of yn getting pampered by their Unnies, this is probably why most of my biases are maknaes lol. I hope you guys enjoyedd <3

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| welcome to the moulin rouge

summary: in which colby’s girlfriend stars in the hit broadway musical, moulin rouge. with little knowledge on the musical, he’s surprised when he first watches it.

warnings: smut, dirty talk, fingering, shower sex, praise, slight degradation, cream pie, hair pulling, slight edging. lmk if i missed anything !!

authors note: for those who haven’t watched moulin rouge, i recommend searching ‘welcome to moulin rouge-west end cast’ to get an idea about it. but if you don’t want to, it’s a musical based on a cabaret club and y/n plays one of the main girls from the club. i highly recommend it if you have never watched it!

y/n had recently been casted as ‘nini’ in one of her top three musicals of all time. moulin rouge. ever since the musical had come out, she’d adored it. knowing that she would love to be in it herself one day.

and that day was here. it was the opening night for the new cast of moulin rouge. she was also performing amongst some of her most favourite broadway performers.

her boyfriend colby and his best friend sam, who she were also really good friends with, had bought tickets for the first public opening show. they decided they might as well buy the most expensive tickets, which were the ones right at the front of the stage, where you got your own little table for two.

in true honesty, y/n had barely spent any time with colby recently. she’d been so busy at rehearsals and taking promotional pictures. so the only time she saw him, was once she arrived home, which was usually later than 11pm.

the boys sat at their table at 7:28pm, waiting for the show to begin. sam turns to colby, “so you have no idea, what this show is about?” sam asked.

colby shook his head in response, “nope. i’ve watched loads of other shows with y/n, but she won’t let me watch this, cause she wants me to see her in the show first,” he explained. “have you seen it?”

sam nodded, “yeah. y/n told me to watch it before we came to see this,” he answered. colby rolled his eyes, but a small smile stuck on his face. but he was slightly confused. how come sam could watch the movie, but he couldn’t?

the lights slightly dimmed, taking colby out of his confused state. aaron tveit, who y/n had spoke about, walked out onto stage and past the two boys, where he stood to the left of them.

aaron looked around the audience, then he looked back to the bright glowing red ‘moulin rouge’ sign. aaron lifted his hands slightly and the sign lifted up, clearing the view of the stage. the music began, a low thudding noise, with a drum every few beats.

aaron disappears off of stage, and a spotlight flashes on the back wall, where there is a silhouette of four girls. colby could recognise one of them immediately.

‘hey sister, soul sister, flow sister’

the curtain they were standing behind lifted, revealing his girlfriend. colby’s eyes widened in shock at what his girlfriend was wearing.

y/n stood there in barely any clothing. it was all lingerie. black to be specific. her hands and arms adorned red velvet gloves which stopped at her bicep. she wore black stockings, which were connected to the black corset like bodysuit by a thin piece of fabric. the corset revealed a great deal of cleavage, and left little to the imagination.

as the four stepped forward beginning to dance, colby didn’t know what to do with himself. his girlfriend dancing half naked on stage in front of hundreds of people.

the dance was as sexual as you could get, grabbing onto your own waist, dropping to the floor. doing anything that was vaguely provocative. and colby still didn’t know how to react.

what really riled him up though was when another character came on stage, someone called ‘the duke’ something like that anyway, colby wasn’t in the right mind set to even focus on that.

y/n had gone over to said character, and in simple words, had to rub herself against him. colby’s eyes stared dead at y/n. he wasn’t mad or annoyed. but he was so jealous.

the interval had just begun and colby still couldn’t stop thinking about you. sam spoke up, “you good there, colby?” he asked.

colby nodded, looking over to his bestfriend, “did you know all about that?” colby questioned.

“what your girlfriend being half naked on stage?” he answered, colby nodded, “well yeah, she’s been showing me behind the scenes things for ages. she wanted all of it to be a surprise for you,” sam added. colby hummed in response, turning back to look at the stage as the show resumed.

colby and sam walked out of the theatre and round to stage door, to meet y/n after the show. when they arrived there was a slight crowd stood there, asking for photos and signatures and what not.

y/n was amongst them, signing playbills and taking photos with fans of the show. colby and sam stood back from the crowd, allowing y/n to take her time. but colby didn’t want to wait. he was desperate for his girlfriend.

after what seemed like forever, the crowd had dispersed, meaning y/n could make her way over to the boys.

“there she is!” sam smiled, hugging y/n and telling her congratulations. she thanked him and then turned to her boyfriend.

y/n reached to kiss colby on the lips. and just from that, she could tell. she knew colby was riled up. y/n grabbed onto colby’s hand, as sam led the way to the car.

the three arrived home not much later, as they opened the door, y/n spoke up, “i’m gonna go shower real quick,” the boys nodded and y/n ran off upstairs.

“i’m probably gonna go to bed now,” colby stated, “it’s already pretty late,”

sam nodded, with a slight eyebrow raise of disbelief. he knew his friend wasn’t going to sleep, he knew exactly what was going on with the boy. but he wished him a goodnight and walked off into the kitchen.

colby walked up the stairs and into his room. he could hear the shower running from the en-suite, which was connected to their room. he could also hear y/n’s light humming of some of the songs from the show.

colby began undressing himself and walked into the shower with y/n. “you know, what you did to me, y/n?” colby suddenly asked.

y/n jumped in shock at the boys voice, “shit colby, you scared me,” y/n smiled, turning to face her boyfriend, taking him all in.

“you know, how i felt? when i was sat there watching you,” he repeated, “seeing you dance against everyone,”

y/n bit her lip, trying to hide her smile. but colby could tell. it was a habit she always had.

“you think it’s funny? that your boyfriend was sat in the audience with a hard on?” he asked seductively, “it won’t be funny soon,” he said lowly.

colby grabbed his girlfriends cheeks and brought his lips to hers roughly. he held her face with one hand and her lower back with the other.

colby wasn’t playing nice at all. the rough yet passionate kiss was clear enough to say how frustrated he was.

colby’s mouth left hers and began making it’s way down her neck, biting harshly, causing y/n to let out a whimper. “come on, let me hear you,” colby said.

y/n had only seen her boyfriend like this a couple of times. usually when he’s jealous or wound up by something.

“don’t tease, baby,” y/n pleaded.

colby hushed her, “i’m taking my time. just like how i had to sit there for two whole hours, watching you dance about with barely anything on,”

colby grabbed her tit, going back to roughly kissing his girlfriend. y/n let out a moan, but it was sealed by colby, who’s mouth covered hers.

colby let go of her tit and reached down, letting his fingers cascade down y/n’s sides. she arched into his touch, “so needy,” colby spoke against her lips.

his fingers finally reached where she needed him the most. his thumb pressed firmly on her clit, rubbing in circles.

y/n moaned out, leaning her head on colby’s chest, letting the water from the shower run down her back. colby removed his fingers, causing y/n to let out a small whine.

“you’re such a desperate whore, aren’t you?”

“only for you,” y/n answered.

“only for me, huh?” colby smirked, “you’re mine, aren’t you.” y/n nodded, “say it, y/n. say you’re mine,”

y/n removed her head from colby’s chest and looked him directly in his eyes, “i’m yours, colby,”

colby nodded in approval, “good girl,” y/n’s head went back onto colby’s shoulder, as two of his fingers pressed inside her cunt, stretching her out.

y/n stifled a moan. as her boyfriend worked his fingers inside of her, she latched her mouth onto his lower neck, causing colby to groan.

she littered dark purple bruises across his neck and chest, admiring her work after each one. she knew he’d eventually get her back for the mess across his neck as he couldn’t show it all over social media, or else people would talk.

colby could feel y/n approaching her orgasm, so he removed his hand. causing y/n to remove his mouth off of colby, “what-”

colby hushed his girlfriend, “want you to cum at the same time, baby,” he answered.

he aligned his cock with her pussy, letting it glide against her folds, teasing her.

“please colby,” she begged.

“awh, you’re begging now? that’s cute,” he answered.

colby slid his cock in slowly. y/n moaned out and colby let out a low groan, watching the pleasure that washed over his girlfriends face.

he wrapped one arm around her waist and placed his other arm on the back wall of the shower.

after a few seconds, colby began moving his hips. snapping up into y/n, causing her to moan out loudly. her arms clung onto colby’s shoulders, staring directly at him.

she grabbed onto colby’s wet hair, and slightly tugged, causing the boys head to loll back.

“you getting close?” colby asked. y/n nodded, her bottom lip coming between her teeth, “thought so. feel so tight, baby,”

y/n pulled colby in by his hair to kiss him roughly, which made him speed up his hips. colby mumbled against her lips, “cum for me,” he looked at his girlfriend, who stared directly back at him.

colby felt y/n release around him. he wouldn’t last much longer himself. his hips stilled, realising himself inside of y/n.

after a few moments, he removed his cock from her. placing a kiss on her forehead and then a soft one on her lips.

“you okay?” he asked.

she nodded, “are you?”

“i’m more than okay. and i’m so proud. so incredibly proud of you,”

“well, if when you come and watch me perform and it ends up like this, you might have to come watch me a few more times,”

[whispereons]

Oracle!Reader Part 13

Masterlist - Part 1, Part 12, Part 14

Warning! As usual, there are descriptions of violence, gore, and death! Ya know, the usual yandere imposter sagau stuff.

Leaning against a tree, you finished the last volume in 'Hilichurl cultural custom'. It was definitely the most informative with the next being 'Hilichurl Ballad Section'. You didn't plan on studying the Hilichurl language but it could come in handy.

You just didn't bother finishing 'Draft Hilichurl ballads'. Ella Musk's rough translation paper in her commission would be far more helpful than that. The game screen is closed as you think back to what you memorized.

Hilichurls worshipped the elements rather than the Seven, which makes sense due to their Khaenri'ah bloodline. Could you use the elemental power in your possession to distract them? Would they recognize you as they can control elements or would the curse from Celestia interfere?

Twirling your sickle mindlessly you keep watch on the camp as hilichurls continuously walk around. A Mitachurl carrying a rock shield sat in the base as a Geo Samachurl helped construct a tower.

Actually, now that you think about it, isn't it kind of strange how this is your first time encountering a Hilichurl? One of the most common enemies that appears in almost every location, yet it's only when you purposefully search for one that you-

"Mimi ye?"

Jumping away from the tree in shock, a sharp gasp escapes you as you turn around, your sickle held firmly.  You resist the urge to raise it in defense.

A Hilichurl stands now in front of you with a crossbow, tilting its head. It would be cute if you weren't hyper-aware of the weapon in its hands. Relaxing your posture, the sickle in your hand is hanging to avoid making the hilichurl feel threatened.

"Hello, do you want something from me?" Awkwardly smiling at the masked creature, you speak slowly in hopes of not exciting it.

"Celi dada, mimi nunu!" It walks closer to you, making you cringe internally from the smell. It's not just a smell from bad hygiene, it smells like death.

"Are you curious about me? Do you want to see something cool?" You wait for it to react, which it does by strolling a bit closer before presenting your sickle.

It stops at the sight of the weapon and you watch nervously as its grip tightens on the crossbow. Hurriedly you push the Electro to crackle through the weapon but you don't swing it.

Not even as the Hilichurl begins to load an arrow.

"Nini movo muhe yoyo!" You repeat the few phrases that you drilled into your mind. The pronunciation is bad and the accent is horrible but the message is received by the Hilichurl.

The arrow is slowly removed from the crossbow as the Hilichurl points to the Electro and asks, "Eleka mimi-a-Domu?"

Racking your brain to recall what it's trying to ask you, you nod hastily. It wasn't attacking you so whatever it asked hopefully wasn't bad.

The Hilichurl begins to circle you as it gets closer, seemingly inspecting you. "Muhe ye! Mimi tomo!"

'Muhe ye' was something praiseworthy if you remembered correctly. It suddenly begins to push you towards the camp while repeating the same phrase.

Not willing to risk angering it, you let it push you down the hill and cross the small river of water. Your sickle disappears in gold specks before the other Hilichurls and Geo Samachurl spot you.

They all tense up with their weapons ready yet they don't attack until the Hilichurl pushes you in front of them. It begins to speak to the whole group loudly as they all peer at you from behind it.

"Mimi mosi ye mita!" Hilichurlian is spoken quickly as you look at the half-finished tower and the second tower that was completed. Could the towers be part of the worship they hold to Teyvat?

"Ya!?" The rock shield Mitachurl suddenly storms down the stairs from the main camp making you stare up at the Mitachurl in panic.

Shit, shit this was getting out of hand. Looking around the camp for some form of escape or distraction, the Samachurl stomps his staff onto the ground twice.

"Celi upa celi! Ye dada!" The Samachurl yells out, making the rest of the Hilichurls cheer and begin working faster on the second tower. You could hardly focus on that as the Mitachurl stops in front of you with a mean glare.

It towers over you with the rock shield looking almost as heavy as you. A snort of hot, stinky breath is pushed onto your face making your features scrunch up in disgust.

It begins to argue with the Samachurl as you recover from the horrid smell of the group. You weren't being attacked so that was a good sign, but how were you supposed to lead them away?

Multiple hands begin to drag you toward the half-built towers with their overgrown nails tickling your skin. Not wanting to be forced, you keep pace with the group. Looking down to not trip, you notice their feet.

It was kinda strange how they had five fingers but only three toes. The cloth-like fabric of their charcoal skin was also strange along with the horn-like features on their head. Perhaps the curse melted their clothing with them into one being? That would help explain why they wore so little clothing even in harsh climates.

The Hilichurls pushed you into helping with the tower construction, they all seemed enthusiastic to have you on board. Working with them, instead of fighting against them was far more ideal even if you had more work to do when it came to destroying the towers.

Not long after helping finish the tower, the Hilichurls and Samachurl celebrate. The Mitachurl sits on the perch on the base camp as the Samachurl begins to sway his staff.

"Eleka mimi-a-Domu~ Mita domu-a-dada!" As the Samachurl begins to sing, the hilichurls dance around both towers in sync. Sitting down you watch it curiously while keeping an eye on the Mitachurl.

"Mimi mosi ye mita!" From what the books said this song was supposed to be sung during festivals. What could they be celebrating?

A few Hilichurls arrive at the camp holding Geo clubs and shields. They pause at the sight of you until the Samachurl speaks to them, making them calm down.

One of them seems heavily injured and is escorted into the main camp with bleeding wounds. The smell of iron mingles unpleasantly with the sweat and dirt in the air. God, you regret having a working sense of smell.

The rest of the group brought back meat and rotting fruit? The meat was put to cook over the fire and the fruit was handed out. You only took a single fruit to be polite but it didn't smell... right.

It was a wet, overripe Sunsettia looking far more red than a normal orange Sunsettia. It was probably washed in the river but the water only made it muddy. You look around to see a whole basket brought to the Mitachurl who takes it with a huff.

"Ya celi mimi nunu!" The Samachurl exclaims before they all begin to eat. You try to put the dirt-speckled Sunsettia on the ground but the Samachurl stares at you with expectant eyes. It keeps the staring contest as the Mitachurl begins to look at you too.

Damn, you really didn't want to do this.

Smiling, you brush the mud off (that unfortunately smears it more) and try to ignore the gross possibilities of who and what touched the fruit. You chomp a good-sized bite and hold it in your mouth until the Samachurl nods in approval. The Samachurl begins to feast on his own Sunsettias and you try not to gag. You're about to spit out the piece in your mouth until the juice hits your tongue.

It's sweet. The slight bitterness is pleasant, if not familiar. Experimentally, you begin to chew on the fruit and savor the taste trying to recall what it is.

After a few more bites, you notice a weak burning sensation that travels down your throat. It's… alcohol? These Sunsettias are fermented. Not strong enough to get drunk off one, but after a few?

You look back to the Hilichurls and blanch at the empty basket. Now with what seems like the whole camp they resume the dance. The Mitachurl flops into the middle of the camp, dropping his empty basket.

The staff in the Geo Samachurls hands sways drunkenly as it sings loudly and off-key.

"Nini movo muhe yoyo! Nini movo mimi tomo~! Lata movo mosi yoyo, celi movo celi yoyo!"

Cringing, you finally got up and walked past the drunk Hilichurls. You could barely hear yourself think with all the noise, how were you supposed to plan with it?!

The only place within the Hilichurl camp that had a chance of keeping out the singing was the sole building. Casting a parting glance at the partying Hilichurls, you climb up the stairs and enter the hut.

The poor workmanship let drafts in as two lit torches kept it bright. The obnoxious singing gets quieter so you suppose the building served its purpose. A sole beat-up hilichurl lays on a straw make-shift matt, it groans in pain weakly.

You stop in the middle of the building, just a few steps away from the Hilichurl as you watch it. The question lingering in the back of your mind finally comes forth.

Why did you not want to harm the Hilichurls?

You had no problems attacking and even murdering people, yet your heart ached at the thought of hurting the cursed citizens. Was that it? Did you pity them to the point of refusal of harm? Or was it like you originally thought of the Hilichurl camp being too strong for you to face on your own?

Quietly, you take slow steps toward the Hilichurl, the torches cast your shadow to loom far above it as if swallowing it whole. Stretching out your hand your fingers inch closer to the wound winding down its back.

It must be in so much pain. Your fingers graze the cut just barely as you laugh at yourself. Were you always this hypocritical? Just yesterday you let a treasure hoarder bleed to death with his critical state, yet you tenderly touch this Hilichurl hoping that your power could heal it.

Even with your conflicting feelings, you smile as the Hilichurl begins to glow gold. If your touch was enough to heal it then Teyvat must recognize it as an animal rather than a human.

How sad...

The Hilichurl is quick to wake up once the light fades. A mumbled "Dala?" leaves it as it felt its body multiple times as if checking that it really was healed. It finally turns to look at you with a tense silence.

Smiling calmly, you stay standing as it shakily steps closer to you. "Unu, unu!" The Hilichurl falls onto its knees as it shouts loudly making you jump.

Loud thudding could be heard behind you. You looked behind you, a grimace on your face. This wasn't supposed to happen, what did it yell to the others?! You may have been against fighting them if you could avoid it, but between their life and yours, you come first.

Your sickle is summoned into a clenched hand as you move to turn around to face the sole entryway. Coarse hands grab your ankles and something rough lays on your feet. You freeze at the sight of the Hilichurl in a full bowing position at your feet with its cracked mask pressed against your feet.

Did it recognize you? Or is it simply trying to stop you and is still weak from its earlier injuries? Nerves aflame, you lift your sickle prepared to strike it down and start the fight.

The Hilichurls swarm the building making you freeze up. The Samachurl walks in with the Mitachurl trailing behind it. Attacking now would only lead you to being overwhelmed. All you can do is wait for them to make the first move. If only you remembered what unu meant!

The Samachurl speaks to the Hilichurl that is still clinging to your feet, yet the Hilichurl only repeats unu. That must have been the last straw for the Mitachurl as it yells with spittle hitting your shoulder. It grabs the Hilichurl and lifts it up into the air as you rub the spit off with a nauseating feeling.

The sound of the Samachurls staff dropping to the ground is what has you raising your head. Not a second later, all the Hilichurls get on their knees, yelling with enthusiasm.

"Unu! Unu! Yo unu!"

It wouldn't be a stretch to say that unu must mean something like god as lawa meant chief. There wasn't anything else they would bow to that wasn't a god. Even the mighty Mitachurl sets the Geo shield down to bow low enough that you stand taller than it.

If healing a single Hilichurl had this effect, then you never have to worry about Hilichurls again. This was just another thing to add to your growing list of plausible evidence for you being the Creator to use in the worst-case scenario.

Of course, this could be used against you just as easily. The Hilichurls are by technical means 'monsters'. The only people who know that they were once people are far too little. Some would even kill you to hide this fact...

With a heavy heart, you force yourself to remember not to let hilichurls know your identity from this point on. So many good opportunities are missed due to your stupid acolytes. You'll be stuck keeping this Hilichurl situation quiet for both you and the Hilichurl camp's sake.

Glum with disappointment, you resign yourself to finishing the commission and point out the tent. "All of you, follow me." With that, you leave the building as the Hilichurls rush to follow you.

There's no fear in your heart as you continue to speak while using hand signals to order them. Opening the map, you hum as you try to find a good spot to move them to. It would suck if they saw you destroy the towers and rebuild them before you get the reward for the job.

It takes a bit longer than you hoped due to the alcoholic fruit they consumed but soon enough they follow you farther south to the border of Tianqiu Valley. A nice open area is spotted and you stand there while pointing at the ground.

"Here, this will be your new home." The Hilichurls cheer and rush to work. You slide down to rest against a tree trunk. All you had to do was sit and wait until you saw a good chance to slip away.

Except, they just would not stop bugging you. Fruits, meat, flowers, and any relatively presentable objects were given to you constantly. It didn't help that the Mitachurl refused to leave your side after you winced at the sunbeam hitting your eye.

You had accepted all the gifts and mindlessly stuffed it all into your bag. It was a bit embarrassing to admit but the way they cheered and danced at your approval was nearly endearing. Keyword: nearly.

The stream of gifts came to a halt as the squishy sounds of slime padding along the grass came closer. A batch of big and small cryo slimes stared at the Hilichurls before jumping into the air to attack them.

The Mitachurl quickly leaves your side to attack them as the Hilichurls follow it into battle. Not a moment too soon either, the camp is almost done and you aren't sure if they would even let you leave at this rate.

It was a shame you had to miss watching the battle. Seeing the two most common mobs fight each other was a rare sight as they usually work together. With a bit of effort, you successfully escape without alerting the Hilichurls, smiling in anticipation at the sight of the old camp.

Electro is slashed at the tower as your sickle hits it repeatedly. The white winding tower breaks into a pile of rubble before you move on to the second one.

It's a little more difficult due to the wood pole that serves as a foundation but it comes crashing to the ground soon enough. In spite of your hits, the brown pole stays standing despite the marks you gave it.

Winded, you rest your hand against the pole and catch your breath. After a few minutes, you stand back up and raise your sickle to strike but stop at the sight of something interesting.

On the pole were the now translated words 'BELOVED CREATOR' in messy big writing.

That confirms it right? Not only do the people of Khaenri'ah worship you, but they also recognized you earlier. But if they were originally punished for refusing to be under a god then why did they suffer the same fate when they worshipped you?...

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Celestia wasn't intended to be a good or liked character in Genshin. Hoyoverse made it very clear that no one liked Celestia, so Celestia alone attacking the people of Khaenri'ah wasn't surprising, even in this world, but what about the Archons? What reason did they have to attack Khaenri'ah when the Archons worshipped you too?

Your mind spins with possibilities as your feet automatically head back to the newly built Hilichurl camp. After all, you couldn't leave them unsupervised when they knew your secret.

Besides being showered with gifts and what you assume are compliments isn't bad. You didn't have to worry about saying the wrong thing or acting suspicious around them. Their minds and bodies just weren't good enough to revolt against you. Still, it made you happy that you could relax around them with no consequences.

The camp should be made with lighter-colored trees due to the different environments. The stone flooring of the building would cool the temperature slightly along with whatever air slips in. They should be feasting on the food they gathered and celebrate your return. You would enjoy the positive attention that you haven't truly accepted since you arrived here as they sing and dance awfully.

So, why did the sound of weak gasps and clashing weapons fill the air? Why did the well-accustomed smell of blood overwhelm your nose to the point where you could taste it?

Your answer came in the form of a woman with flowing silk hair adorned with red ropes strangling a hilichurl till it went limp. The body hit the ground with a thud as it dissolved into ashes leaving a splatter of blood and a cracked mask.

The spear twirled in her gloved hands as the crane-like cape followed her body as she surveyed the area. Her clothes were dyed in dark red as the ruby liquid shined on the head of her spear. The crane-like beauty of Shenhe is lost on you as your eyes never stray from the bloody cracked masked.

Stumbling without care for whatever sounds you make, the bushes shake as you walk through. Shenhe looks in your direction indifferently as you emerge from the shadowy trees. Weapon at the ready, she speaks harshly like the worst winters.

"This is a dangerous area, go to Liyue and get any wounds treated."

She turns her head prepared to leave when a choked gasp escapes you. Head still angled to the ground, your features are hidden from view as she watches you.

"The Hilichurls, t-they took me. Did you really k-kill them all?" A shiver and soft sob wracks your body as you bend to clutch your knees for support.

"Yes, you can get help at Li-" Her dismissive words are cut off by your coughing fit. Tears spring to your eyes as you lift your head up letting her see your masked face.

She steps through the blood-stained grass as the horns, arrows, and scrolls break beneath her steps. There's a twist of a cap before a flask is pushed roughly into your mouth. The stale water that Shenhe clearly doesn't drink helps the bile in your mouth go down with a bad taste.

She brings it away and closes it as she barely glances at your face. She moves to leave again but your hand wraps around her upper arm tightly. Your voice shakes with emotion as you begin to speak.

"Those Hilichurls-s dragged me with them and thanks to y-you they're dead. They're really dead aren't they?!" Shenhe narrows her eyes in distrust at the way you finish your words.

"Goodbye." Emotionless as always she moves to wretch her arm out of your grasp but ends up gasping in pain instead. Her stomach bleeds into the black bodysuit as your sickle stabs her stomach. The grip you hold onto her is bruising as you stare up at her with indifference.

"They were only working on their home. Is it a crime for them to simply exist? You can't even understand your own existence, let alone empathize with another's. What right do you have to deny them the bare minimum in a world they didn't ask to live in?"

The words come out coldly as your teeth dig into your lips. The spear is stabbed into your right shoulder making you release her with a pained cry. She pushes you away, letting the blood flow out of your wound as you press your free hand onto it.

"You must be possessed by a demon." An ice talisman is summoned between her fingers as Cryo envelopes her weapon. The deep cut you left on her stomach continues to bleed but Shenhe ignores it. Meanwhile, you continue to press against your wound as the blood stains your hand.

Shenhe takes a step in your direction before a loud roar captures both your attention. The Mitachurl rushes in Shenhe's direction holding a brand new Geo shield. She steps back quickly but not fast enough to dodge the shield bash.

The satisfaction you get from watching her nose break and bleed is short-lived as her elemental burst is activated. The Mitachurl is already weak and once she's done with it, she'll be after you. It's that quick realization that has you running away from the area.

Wouldn't it be good to test if the statue of the seven could heal you? You skid to a stop at the old Hilichurl camp as you quickly bring up the game screen. As much as you would like to teleport without it, that requires you to remember what the location looked like, which you definitely can't with how fast your mind is racing.

The map is pulled up and you move to select the waypoint closest to the statue when your instincts scream at you. Something’s coming, something’s coming!

Letting your body lead, you dive to the left and grit your teeth at the pain of new scrapes forming. You watch in a mix of fascination and horror as it's overwhelmed by ice maidens. The near-death experience only leaves your nerves shot as you jump to your feet and continue running.

Shenhe already finished the Mitachurl, she's coming after you. The crackling of ice following and the lowering temperature are signs that only push you to escape faster.

The only exit of the area is a narrow gap between two mountains and you are distracted for a split second. The beautiful tree that rests over the sealed Azdaha overshadows you with every bit of grace you always imagined it would have.

"Transfiguration!" You didn't have Shenhe but it didn't take a genius to know she was going to use her skill. You can't keep running, not with these wounds. Not like you can fight her either no matter what creator buffs you get, it won't help you against the adepti's disciple.

From your right, you can hear the sound of crackling fire and Geo clashing. Swerving to the right, an ice talisman cuts your cheek but it's worth it as you spot Samachurl.

It's a huge hilichurl camp, at least two Mitachurls must be here! Grinning, you don't stop and hop over the shoddily made fence before it's destroyed by the cryo woman.

The camp is quick to begin attacking Shenhe as they must have judged that she was far more threatening. A Mitachurl holding an axe, and a shield bearing Mitachurl rush at the messy woman as you peek behind you.

Her lips are pulled into a snarl but her posture is clean as her spear weaves to hit any weak spots. Yeah, even with the Samachurl and Hilichurls supporting, you didn't have much time to escape.

You sneak into the now-empty Hilichurl hall-like building and pull up the screen. Impatiently you wait for it to load as the fighting continues on. It loads and you select the map quickly and find the waypoint on Qingyun Peak.

The noises abruptly stop before there's loud thudding as the whole area becomes cold. Panicking you press the 'teleport' button multiple times as the steps shake.

Iridescent eyes that hold boundless rage as the red ropes slip off meet your smug eyes as the light engulfs you.

Rubbing your eyelids as the light dies down to show beautiful scenery, you sit on a cold stone blankly. Just how dumb were you? Groaning, you flop backward and stare at the sky tiredly.

What a great idea it was to stab a homicidal overpowered woman with trust issues and only a small sense of morality. That makes it twice now that you were chased by braided-hair women that wield spears, except this time you knew better and could have prevented it completely.

But... you really didn't want to. If she had killed them after you said a proper goodbye then you would be upset but not like this. You wouldn't have been willing to employ that tactic again.

Just mentioning it seemed to direct your thoughts back to that day. Just like today, you had started to fully trust and unknowingly depend before they were taken away without warning.

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A young man stands with shaky hands as he stares at the now-dead body of the homeless man he shot. A panicked chuckle escapes him as his vision blurs and shakes at the sight.

No one would have to know. No one would even know. Nobody cares about the homeless, let alone a stray cat.

You're almost positive of that, that was his thought process before he spots you staring vacantly at your adoptive father and Ashtray. The only family that you had.

Tears burn your vision as you look at the gun in his hands. A weak laugh leaves you making the man stare at you nervously. You weren't even 18, yet you lost your father for the second time. The only difference was that you actually loved and remembered him.

"I really have to thank you, ya'know?" There's a slight voice crack when you speak but you smile at the guy despite it. "I mean, he was just soo annoying."

He smiles at your words, seeming to calm down at the friendliness and accepting nature you showed. "I know right? Constantly trying to convince everyone to 'make the most of your situation' or 'try to enjoy life while we have it' like what a fucking joke!"

His slimy laugh is accompanied by your fake laughter. It didn't feel real, you didn't want it to be real. Your feet carried you closer and your hand rests on his shoulder.

"Tell me about it. At least the old man's dead now! I can finally do the shit I wanna do." Your dad's blood from all the gunshots sticks to the nasty clothes and your filthy skin like paint. He didn't deserve to go like this, he deserved someone that isn't as selfish as you.

"Can you even guess half the stuff he made me do? Man, if I had access to a gun like that, shit he would have died way earlier!" The cockroach in human skin laughs and rests his palm on the alleyway side. A perfect match considering they're both utter shit.

"You're hilarious. How about this? I can introduce you to the guy that got me a hold of this, you can get it real cheap too! Of course, you'll need to pay me back in some way..."

You don't like that look in his eyes, you hate this man with passion you never knew you held until now. He's brought closer to you as you give a slight nod.

"But before that, I just gotta ask. I'm so fucking curious." Smiling with pride he lets you pull him closer.

"Sure, what is it? Just don't ask me for this gun, I paid a shit ton of money for it." Laughter rings out softly as every cell in your body resists the urge to strangle him.

"Don't worry man, I just wanted to ask." Your head tilts to the side closer to his ear as you whisper.

"Just how fucking dumb are you?"

Squelch

Your hand is bruising on his wrist that's holding his gun. Blood seeps out of his mouth as he coughs. The knife you thrusted into his chest where you hoped the heart was pulled out.

He gives his best to struggle the gun into a position he can shoot you but you didn't survive this long to be weak enough for that. The gun clatters loudly as it hits the floor, his mouth opens to scream but your arm gags him.

Bite marks litter your sleeve, hands punch and grab at anything but it's useless as you stab him again. Stabbing him repeatedly your fake grin twitches and twists into something unhinged.

It's useless to resist, your actions scream as you bring his dying body to the ground. A chuckle leaves you as you raise the knife high into the air and watch his eyes go wide with fear. It's cathartic, nearly healing, but you know nothing will heal you after this.

You stab him for what seemed like hours until his body is bloody with torn clothes. Bile and spit drip out of his mouth as his eyes stay open, his mouth frozen in a screaming formation.

Thoughts stab at your consciousness as you stumble over to your father's dead body. You could have just called the police and had him arrested. Maybe get one of the people who liked your dad to avenge him. You didn't have to do that.

But you did and you couldn't regret it. Resting your head on your father's chest as the tears and broken sobs are muffled in his clothes you continue to berate yourself.

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The blinding pain from your wounds is what drags you out of memory lane. The new wound from Shenhe isn't something you even want to see anymore. The lightheadedness you got from the blood you lost is making you dizzy.

Your medical kit is dug out and you apply the proper care for it. It hurts to even lift it but there's no one to help you so you push past the pain. Slowly, you walk to the edge and look down.

Cursing your bad luck you stare at the statue of the seven on a floating rock piece. Gliding was hard by itself, let alone landing on a small piece with such little experience.

Hissing in pain, you clutch the wound and close your eyes. You didn't have much of a choice, if you wait too long you might get permanent damage. What if the statue couldn't even heal you, you'd be losing time to get to Bubu's Pharmacy.

With a few insults to Shenhe, you deploy the glider and set for the statue. It's not that far and you land fairly easily. Good enough for your first solo glide.

With wary eyes, you inspect your surroundings before touching the statue. The glow it gives off is almost traumatic to your first day after getting thrown into Teyvat. You can only hope that this time you'll be able to handle the Archons better.

The puncture in your shoulder seals up nicely until not even a scar is left. The scrapes, laceration from Mountain Shaper, neck wounds from Cloud Retainer, and even some injuries you failed to notice heal up completely. You note the slight discomfort you feel from the wounds you didn't get to clean. It seems the statue can't deal with healing and preventing infections.

Even still everything you wanted to do is done now, it's best you leave before- "Pardon me."

A smile graces your face with ease as you turn around to face the handsome man. An overwhelming aura that silently demands respect paired with the manners of a humble citizen.

Zhongli's eyes glow with elemental power as he speaks with a voice that lulls you into a sense of security.

"Would you be willing to answer some questions?"

The only question is whether he came here as Zhongli or as the Geo Archon.

This one had a lot of different things going on. From the hilichurl to Shenhe and the long awaited Zhongli! I know there's a lot of components in my story and I hate to confuse you guys so I try to give little explanations when certain things become relevant. I am glad to get part of Y/N's backstory out! This is explaining the single life Y/N 'selfishly' killed before being thrown into Teyvat. I hope you guys enjoyed the gradual shift when it comes to gliding. First Ayato carried, then a team glide with the guys and finally Y/N by themself! Now I really need to start Fontaine before I'm spoiled by social media. I'm too curious for my own good. Yet again, my editor did good on this chapter despite how many times I was berated for normal mistakes. (If your name is italicized that means I couldn't tag you.) Taglist: @vvyeislazzy, @nikqi, @the-dumber-scaramouche, @etherisy, @yourlocalstranger123, @ra404, @iruiji, @goldenglow149, @haru-tofuu, @lsleepysimpl , @bebobeboben, @yuyuzi-ling, @amidst-the-tempest, @resident-cryptid, @mxd1zzy, @mochicurls21, @nervouseaglelover, @thedevioussmirk, @yumuramma, @kwqsla, @undecidingfate, @ehjane, @game-savvy, @akiramirae, @sielt, @fluffy-koalala, @formacoon, @sxftiebee, @khxii-i, @ursinaw, @chuuya-brainrot, @sweetbills, @kazuchaos, @snowfoxnix, @bluebelony, @conspicuous-mayonnaise, @pencil-of-ashes, @ghostlyintervention, @taiformaifoe, @sielt, @goaudduck, @carminerin, @maddysflowers, @zenith-of-all-zenith, @crazydreamcat, @leafanonsforest, @grimreapersscythe, @leylanx , @undecidingfate, @sapphireknown, @help-whatdoimakemyusername, @zhonglisfruityass, @fluffy-koalala, @mer0n37, @victoria1676, @mochinessss, @sinnful-darling, @emilymikado, @pix-stuff, @esthelily, @luxie963, @emmbny, @millienolife, @kbar1013, @xxblackroses623xx, @chxrlxtteee, @aludicpoet

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Woozi suggestive prompt 18 or 20 pleaseeeee

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hi! thank you very much!! thank you for requesting! 💜 hopefully you will like it!

suggestive prompt: 'you have 5 seconds to get upstairs.'

cooking is not supposed to be... whatever it is that's happening right now, you are sure. you and jihoon stare at each other in shock, both covered in coconut milk and cocoa powder with all the milk leaking from the kitchen counter on the floor.

'you're supposed to close the lid before pressing start button,' you mutter, breaking the silence and trying your hardest not to laugh at his incredulous expression.

'i was sup- babe, you were holding the mixer!' jihoon sputters and you can't take it anymore, doubling in laughter. 'wha- it's funny, huh?' jihoon tries to sound threatening, but fondness is too clear in his voice. 'you have 5 seconds to get upstairs before i-'

'cleaning's on you!' you shout, rushing towards the stairs, laughing at his loud 'the fuck?' shout.

one thing you didn't predict is jihoon running back after you, chasing you down and pushing you both on the bed, all dirty. you scream, when his hands find your waist and tickling war starts, rendering you immobile. 'jihoon, stop! ji- jihoonie, no, please-'

'cleaning is on me?' he repeats, not letting up, smiling at the way you wriggle on the bed. 'on me? where is your shame, huh?'

jihoon doesn't care about how sheets are now stained and need cleaning as well. jihoon doesn't care about the mess left in the kitchen with unmade smoothie. what jihoon does care about is your loud laughter, the way you fold your body to his from his attacks, how you push towards him until you two almost fall off the bed. he cares about capturing your lips with his, sneaking his fingers under your shirt, pulling you close. he cares about your surprised moan, your hands in his hair, your body reacting to his. he doesn't care about all the mess, not when he's about to add one more to the list.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

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reaction to s/o with long hair

stray kids maknae line x gn!reader ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა

request: how maknae line would react to s/o with really nice, really long, tailbone length hair?

wc: 578

han

jisung would be fascinated by your long hair and likely compliment it frequently, pointing out how elegant or pretty it is. he might try to help take care of it by offering to braid it or try new hairstyles, or he might playfully run his fingers through it. he might also make lighthearted comments or playfully tease you about how much hair care product you might need. all in all, jisung would be loving and respect the beauty and work involved in keeping long hair. however, he would love if you talked about any hardships or funny experiences you had handling your long hair.

felix

felix would find your hair's flow and appearance captivating and give you many sincere compliments, such as "Your hair is so pretty," or "It looks so soft!" To show how much he cares, he would offer to brush your hair often. felix would probably be a reassuring presence if you were ever annoyed by your long hair (i.e., because it was getting in the way or taking too long to style). he would listen to you patiently and perhaps make silly remarks to lift up your mood or offer lighthearted but kind advice to help. he would love spending time with you doing your hair or giving you compliments while you do it. whether or not you have long hair, he would never hold back from complimenting you on your beauty.

seungmin

seungmin would treat a long-haired partner with extreme consideration and gentleness. even though his reactions would be a little quieter they would still be very tender and kind. Because he doesn't want to unintentionally ruin your hair or cause you any discomfort, he may first be a little shy or cautious about it. He would, however, probably voice lots of compliments for its beauty once he is comfortable. seungmin will most likely give you a genuine, gentle compliment on your long hair, such as, "Your hair looks really pretty today." Seungmin might ask about your hair care routine because he is genuinely interested in how you manage to keep it looking so well. He would most likely like hearing you explain your routine, offering encouragement and maybe showing interest at the amount of time and work required to take care of it. He would be the kind to discreetly offer help, either by helping you in tying it back or by saying, "Do you want me to help you with that?" Although he wouldn't fuss over it, his small acts would show his concern.

I.N

jeongin would probably be fascinated by it and often comment on how beautiful and soft it looks. he may be a little hesitant at first but once he's comfortable with you, he'll be the type that comments on your hair often and say things like, "You have the kind of hair that makes everyone else jealous." He would most likely love playing with your hair, either by softly running his fingers through it, tucking it behind your ear, or offering you a little compliment. jeongin would be hesitant to ask too many questions, but if he's curious, he might ask about how you take care of your hair or if you have a particular routine. Because of his commitment to you, he will definitely want to know how he can help you maintain it. He would also likely like watching you try out different hairstyles, particularly if you taught him how to do it.

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my first ever request i don’t know how i did i hope this is alright 🫣🫣.

asks are always open if you have a question, concern, or request!

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[blues-valentine]

let’s talk about how gina compliments ricky’s love language so much and he was able to be himself in this relationship as opposed to nini

You know, I appreciate how much this season made emphasis on how both Nini and Gina react differently to Ricky's love gestures. Nini felt suffocated by him. Gina wanted him to fight for her and do those big gestures. And both reactions are valid. I made a post last season about how Ricky and Gina’s love languages complement each other and I love how the show proves me correct on how I interpret this characters. This is going to be a lengthy post.

Ricky is pretty much a huge gestures type of guy. He is unabashedly romantic when he wants to be. He is also incredible clingy and someone that needs reassurance and affirmations. He gives love by big gestures and likes to receive love by words of affirmation.

His relationship with Nini ever since the start of the series showed how incompatible they’ve become for each other. To start off, I think Nini was unable to understand Ricky’s family situation because hers is very different so it might have been because of this that she didn’t understand his reaction towards a public declaration of love (his parents probably didn’t do that anymore). She was unable to identify what he needed from her and he failed to communicate why he felt that way. It goes both ways. He needed to say the words when he felt he was ready to say it. And that's very imporant.

But also, the first thing we learn about their relationship is that Nini feels like she was able to shine over the summer and it’s hoping for new opportunities that she feels Ricky holds her back from. Ricky is resistant to this and tries out for the musical to get her back, an idea Nini is not happy about because she feels he is invading her space. During his audition, he performs a song for Nini to try and tell her he loves her. He thinks is a declaration of love but for Nini is not. But Gina is actually impressed by this. And so, even with the first episode, the show lists many reasons why they don’t seem to be compatible anymore. Nini doesn’t like Ricky’s easy going approach to things. And is absolutely fair. I think she needs someone that pushes her to be more ambitious and that shares the same desire for challenges.

Ricky confessing his love for Nini in an outburst at the end of Season 1 felt like he forced it out because he knew that’s what she needed to hear from him to get back together. He was afraid to lose that sense of familiarity. It’s what makes his love confession to Gina so different because it was intentional. He was so sure and so confident and he wanted to tell her that despite not knowing what the future holds.

Early on Season 2, it's made clear they have completely different ideas on what the other is willing to do for each other. Ricky relied too much on her to have some sense of stability because everything at his home keeps falling apart. Nini just wants to spread her wings and it’s willing to go far to pursue her dreams (“I resolve to follow my dreams however far away they take me”) which is why she felt so trapped and suffocated by him. Ricky’s abandonment issues made him clingier than usual. I also think she was a bit rude at times and had a hard time trying to understand him. Like, when he said he was told he had not profitable qualities on the aptitude test and she brush it off and told him she didn’t come back for him. It was pretty harsh. I don't think neither of them knew what the other needed emotionally anymore. It was a bit of a mess and Ricky didn’t even know what he was supposed to do. Ricky’s love language for her was quality time and gestures but I don’t think that was Nini’s vibe. It got to a point she wasn’t receptive of his attempts at fixing their relationship. And as I said, Ricky needs to feel that his attempts are at least appreciated. And Nini never really did a good job at lifting him up.

A lot of Ricky's issues with how it went down with Nini is that he was dealing with his mom abandonment issues and Nini wasn't putting the same efforts into staying with Ricky (long distance or otherwise) and she's valid for this. But seeing it from Ricky's perspective too is like another person is also choosing to leave him.

Now, Gina is someone that wants to feel wanted. She wants people to fight for her. This is probably due to her family and how they didn’t put her as a priority growing up. How her mom barely even validates what’s important for her. This is why she liked EJ at first, because he gave her the attention she needed at that time. And it’s fair to say Gina gives love by words of affirmation and gifts. And likes to receive love by gestures and quality time. Same as Ricky.

She was impressed by Ricky singing to Nini at auditions on the pilot. She told Ricky to sing the song to Nini by the phone on Valentine’s Day because “every girl [her] likes a sweet gesture”. She threw a big surprise party for Carlos when they weren't even that close yet. She likes huge gestures. And I don’t think it was a coincidence when Ricky asked her back in Season 2 *if they were dating* and he went behind her back but for a good reason (and the whole thing about asking Miss Jenn if she can add Nini to the show last minute) if she’d like it. Gina answers that she would be flattered. Ricky took Gina's words without considering that this is not something Nini would want. For Ricky, it’s so they can spent more time together (and Gina sees it that way too) but Nini does not. She sees it as an added pressure. And you see how much Ricky's midset has been altered by his relationship with Nini that on Season 4 he thinks Gina would be relieved by Dani taking her place as Gabriella because she's been too busy with the movie despite him wanting them to spend time together. And Gina isn’t happy. For her, the the show is also a thing for them.

The season actually makes a lot of parallels to this. It also parallels this especifit moment from Season 2 when Ricky wants to send a *dumb* text to Nini that says something about "he is happy she's following her dreams but also he wishes he was her dream. And wants her to turn aroud and come back here. I believe the word he used was forever." And we know Nini would've felt pressured by that text. And that’s understandable. But the writers are so funny because on 408 during Gina's confessional she says she hasn't made a decision about the movie yet and wishes Ricky would fight for her a little more. And in Ricky's confessional he says he once told a girl (Nini) to stay home and it didn’t end too well so he doesn't want to make the same mistake. But Gina wants for Ricky to be Ricky and go all and beyond. But he has grown too much to be selfish. But he does end up doing what Gina wants by singing to her about forever fully expecting her to follow her dreams away from him without even knowing Gina had already decided to follow her dreams and be with him too. We truly love a full circle.

Moving to Season 3, it’s clear Gina likes the feeling of sharing things with a partner, and she saw how EJ was unable to give her that or even make space for her to be a priority but I do think there’s a lot of growth on Gina about understating the needs of her partner too. For example, Gina was able to give Ricky space after the whole Halloween situation. Ricky called her asking her for space and she allowed. It wasn't a break up, just mutual understanding that everyone needs a minute to take it all in and it's not because they don’t want to face it.

On Season 4, right off the bat, it shows us Gina embraces Ricky’s dorky and clingy side a lot. She likes his unexpected visits and ideas. She likes when Ricky plans stuffs and sneaks into her trailer. She likes when Ricky texts her a lot. Gina wants to feel that love because she lacked a lot of that growing up. Unlike Nini, who wanted to be free and get new experiences. Gina likes the stability Ricky provides her. And another thing Sofia said on a interview is that Gina likes how Ricky is very easy going because Gina is already too perfectionist. But mostly, I think you can appreciate how Gina encourages Ricky to be a little more ambitious while Ricky encourages Gina to be more relaxed. To be more giddy and bring down her walls. Nini felt like she coulnd't be truly herself around Ricky while Gina is the total opposite, she feels seen and understood with him because he is able to give her that with the way he is. And Gina does it to Ricky in return by making him feel wanted and appreciated for who he is. I do hope Nini finds someone (preferentially a girl) that makes her feel that way too. Seen and understood.

And also, let's point out how both Ricky and Gina's love language is also physical touch because they are unable to stop touching each other even if by friendly little shoulder touches. They’re unable to stop kissing each other. Gina can’t stop cupping Ricky’s cheeks. Or holding hands. In conclusion, Ricky and Gina are perfect and love each other so much. And their love story is so well written and for the books.

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Hey Nini! Sooo I was wondering if maybe you can write about how the kings + Eligos would be and react while having a vibrator in them in public, controlled in public.

:) also how are yooouu?

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Hey dear, I’m doing well~ here is the fic you requested, hope you don’t mind how long it took

I’m not going to do lucifer, cuz we don’t know much about him yet, I don’t want to speculate sorry

Satan

This is hell, and he’s the one that told you that, to enjoy yourself to the fullest. Then he also has to help you with that, no? Devils are pretty shameless things, so he definitely would mind it. But maybe he’ll mess things up to provoke you, your anger really tastes delicious after all.

You were walking down the streets of Gehenna, holding satans hand. The two of you looked like a newlywed, an innocent couple spending time together. On this day a second hand market opened on the streets, many devils came out to gift or sell their stuff. “Hey Satan, what do you think of this gun?” You pointed towards one of the many weapons on the display, Satan scoffed, “you don’t need those things, I’ll protect you.” “Yea right…” somehow you didn’t sound convinced, but instead sarcastic. The seller tried to promote his stuff and said, “your majesty Satan! But they look really interested in buying one, and you never know if you won’t need one…”

He growled, “are you doubting my abilities? Want me to show it to you?” “No no no! Not at all, your majesty..! I- I’m sorry!” “Let’s get go- aAHhh.” Suddenly a moan erupted from the devil king, surprising everyone that heard it. “Did I hear it right?” “Was it.. his majesty..?” No one knew what was going on, except for you two. You had to give it your all to not start grinning stupidly, fingers playing with the remote in your pockets. Satan slammed some money onto the desk and took the gun with him, then he took you by your wrist and stomped off. You couldn’t help but laugh silently, giggling like an idiot.

“Hmmm? What’s gotten into you? Are you alright, Satan?” You acted clueless as you two walked past the other stalls. It was cute how his legs shook, but you had to admit, he was doing pretty good pulling himself together. “Look at me, Satan, what’s wrong?” Teasing him even more, trying to provoke him. When he did turn around, you had to bite your lips to keep your composure. His face was all red, teeth clenched together and sweating, his breathing was also uneven and shaky. The vibrator was buzzing around inside him, enough for his mind to get clouded by lust. And the fact you made him almost get caught fuelled his lust. “I need it, now.” That wasn’t a plead, it was a command, a need of his. “If you can hold on until I’m done with my shopping, then I might think about it.” Don’t even expect him to follow your words, because for him, it’s more fun if you do get angry at him.

Mammon

The one that claims to be yours, just like Satan, he’d do anything you ask of him. For him to please his master, to fulfil their requests, isn’t it natural for a servant? For something that belongs to them? As long as you keep being greedy with your commands, oh how he loves it.

Bimet just loves money, doesn’t he? And he especially enjoyed counting money, even more so if it was mammons. Cuz he can do that for centuries! It’s such a relaxing thing to do! This time, you went to the treasure trove of Tartarus with the two devils, curious as to see all the riches of your servant. “I know it might be hard to not steal anything, but still, don’t.” The peach haired male told you, it was a warning. “I won’t I won’t, it belongs to me anyway.” You answered, you weren’t technically wrong with your statement. While Bimet was going around, basically bathing in this Paradies and dream of his, you and mammon stood at the entrance. “He really loves this room.” “He does, and I don’t mind it.” “But it’s getting boring for me.” Mammon looked at you after you said that, he thought about what to do then proposed, “master, you can take anything you want.” “I can?” “Yes.” Well then, if he insists…

You had him wear a vibrator beforehand, and since he is encouraging you to do what you want, you decided to turn it on. Watching him jerk a little, shivers ran down his spine and his face turned reddish instantly. “Ahh.. master.” “You don’t mind this, do you mammon?” He smiled at you, after a few seconds he kneeled down in front of you, wrapping his arms around your legs. “Give me all you have, be more greedy, master.” “Alright.” Then you turned it up a few levels. “Mhm..! AhHhh.” The avatar of greed tried his best to hold in his voice, don’t wanting to disturb Bimet who was counting every last coin in the chamber. It looked weird to you how he didn’t notice anything and couldn’t read the room, was he really that absorbed in his little hobby? Nevertheless it made you more eager. “You are pretty considerate, mammon, let’s see how long you can hold on.”

The way it rubbed against him was heavenly, or should he say hellish? Yet it wasn’t nearly enough, he needed more than just a little toy like this. His desires and want was overwhelming, raising his lust even more. You stroked his hair as he kept kneeling at your feet, you also caressed his horns a few times. Not long after that you saw a wet spot appearing through his robes. Those sensations were enough to send him over the edge, muffled groans escaped him. “What a needy servant. You think you can do another round for me?” Of course you’d want another round. You were his master, and you won’t be satisfied with just one.

Leviathan

You had to convince him, because why should he. Not that he doesn’t like it, in fact the devils probably like any kind of pleasure, the question is why should he listen to you. Just treat it like you are arguing with a child, “because I said so.” And he might listen. Being arrogant is the way to go with him. (Quote from Solomon)

It took a while to convince him, which is why you were even more exited at the thought of playing with him. You got the opportunity when Levi invited you to one of his meetings, apparently it had something to do with you. “That’s why you have to attend.” Those were his words, he didn’t clarify why you were included and why your presence was needed. Again, leaving you in the dark, carrying out his own plans. You knew he was going to get something out of having you there, otherwise he would have never done this, so you decided to take something from him as well. It’s not faire trade if only one side gets what they desire.

Your request was a simple one, for him to put a small vibrator inside him while attending the meeting. Leviathan, as prideful as always, disagreed at first. Though as mentioned before, he eventually gave in to your requirement. Such a little thing won’t hurt him, and he’ll get jealous if you proposed the idea to someone else. That’s what led you to your current situation, with Levi sitting at the long table and all of his subordinates on either side. You were right next to him, he said it’s so that you wont cause any troubles. Right, that must be the reason, mhm. The meeting was surprisingly very political and serious, they all had their own opinions and arguments, as well as worries. Discussing them among themselves, asking Levi for his thoughts once in a while.

It got boring real quick, you were here because you were ‘needed’, but it was too much talking and not enough action. That’s when you remembered the little thing you prepared, finally things are spicing up. With a swift motion you raised the intensity of the vibrator, going from zero to the middle in an instant. He doesn’t need to get used to it, and you weren’t going to be nice neither. Their flustered expressions are what you were truly looking for after all. “Ah..” the male gasped a little, in an instant he glared at you, burning you with his gaze. “What’s wrong, your majesty? Please continue! I’m behaving well~” smirking at him playfully while you fumbled with the remote more and more. His once pale face flushed and turned pink, he also started smiling with content. Some whimpers were threatening to spill, but he forced them down, causing him to not get any air in the process. The others haven’t noticed the strange expression of their king yet, and levi wanted to tell you to stop. But if he did so, he would be jealous of his past self that got to enjoy this pleasure able moment, ahhhh what a dilemma..! Guess he just has to keep going then!

Beelzebub

He’d to do for free, without questions asked. You want it? Sure, why not then. He might, just be to cheeky, ask for compensation, like your underwear or clothes. If you do give it to him, count him in, he’ll do whatever you want and way more. Beel really is carefree and spontaneous huh?

It’s been a while since you saw the wandering king. These days, with how much he traveled around, it was hard to meet him. Even more difficult than meeting andrealphus. So when you did get the chance to talk to him again, he immediately invited you out to a restaurant. “I know the owner personally, the food’s really good.” Beel said, before ordering something from the menu. “So.. what have you been up to these days?” You asked him after the waiter left, he answered, “thinking about ways to steal you from Satan.” “You must be joking again.” The man grinned, he is joking, right? “Don’t kidnap me. I dare you.” You warned him, but it sounded like an ant trying to threaten an elephant. “Oh? What else am I supposed to do then?” He questioned you sarcastically, “hmm. Prove you are better than him?” This caught his attention, “prove? What do you mean?” There was no answer to his question, you just said that out of impulse, nonetheless you thought about it and got a pretty good idea.

You rummaged in your bag and pockets, til you found a small sex toy you had brought with you. It was a coincidence that you had it, cuz it was meant to be used on someone else, until you meet the avatar of gluttony. “Go to the bathroom and use it, come back when you put it in nicely.” This time you were smirking at him. Even though you were sure he would agree, you were still a little curious of his choice. “And you will test me? Haha, interesting.” Beel said and obliged, standing up and coming back after a few minutes. “It’s all done!” He said with a smile, seemingly exited about it.

Soon the water came back with plates of delicious looking food, they dishes looked amazing, like a piece of art. Not to mention the smell, it was so good you would have had to sell your house to get a piece of this, if you were still on earth. “Please enjoy your meal.” The waiter said, and beel wanted to answer. Right as he opened your mouth, you decided to test his patience, turning the toy on and watching his face twist. His eyes widened and little, before he grinned sheepishly again, using his hands to press down onto his raging erection. “Mhm~! Ah, yes, ahhh~ thank you, we will be fine. Hmm!” “Ah, is that so, your highness, then please excuse me.” You didn’t know why, but the devil hurriedly ran away. “Well well, lucky you beel.” After uttering those words, you turned it off again. “Guess this means I have to wait until they come back.” Ah, how was he going to enjoy his food like this?

Eligos

He would, because this means you’ll shower him with attention. You will stare at him the whole day to see his reactions, to be near him all the time and tend to him afterwards, right? The other devils will also stare at him because of it. Besides, mammon will question him after it too, so even more attention!

Eligos was an adorable devil, enough to make you feel joy whenever you saw him. You wanted to fulfil his every request, just because of your fondness of him. He looked very innocent for a resident of hell, so consider you surprised when he asked for permission to do such a naughty act. “Are you sure you want to do this?” You said in a soft voice, patting his head while he layer his head on your lap. “Yes, so please, let’s do it?” The shorter male asked for you to control the vibrator he kept inside him. Apparently he wanted to do this with you for a while now, and has been waiting for this day with eager anticipation. It was hard saying no after knowing his background infos.

“If that’s really what you want?” “Yes!” He answered, well, if that’s the case you won’t say no. The two of you went to a spa together, he explained that he went there regularly because of how relaxing it was. Since you were curious about the spas and bathhouses of hell, you both decided to go into the public bathhouse first. When you saw the water, you got a little nervous. It looked way hotter than the ones you’ve seen on earth, were you going to get burned by this? Eligos kept telling you it will be fine, before he stripped and jumped into the water. Somehow he didn’t look uncomfortable at all but instead enjoying the temperature. Of course devils were tougher, but they also had a generally high body temperature?

You touched the water surface with your tiptoes, and it was like boiling water. “Ah. Hot.” The pale devil swam towards you and pouted, speaking in a disappointed manner, “aww, sorry, I didn’t make sure it gets adjusted to human standards.” “It’s alright, Eligos.” You tried to tell him, but he shook his head, “now you won’t have anything to do though, all the others are also in the water.” Right, there were more than one or two devils. There were many. “It’s alright, I only need you.” Before the little devil could process your words, something started moving inside him. “Mhm..! Ah-ahhhh! You are playing foul!” “Why’s that?” Eligos clenched to the edge, legs trembling slightly as his cheeks flushed. “… I need more than just this.” He started to feel some eyes on him and it made him more aroused. “Is that so? My little devil isn’t that little after all?” Once again you patted his head, like you were proud of him. He closed his eyes, when he opened them again, he got pleasantly surprised by your teasing gaze, “you proposed the idea first, Eligos, please don’t mind me being greedy.” He wasn’t going to mind, as long as you kept your attention on him.

[icyhottodo]

... you're sick | reo mikage

genre: comfort, fluff, a bit of angst ig? | paring: reo x gn reader

summary: reo finds out that you're sick. 

warnings: reader is sick, reader faints once, reader tries to avoid reo but it doesn't work, a bit of unsanitary stuff lol

wc: 1.1k

nini’s notes: i know koreans celebrate anniversaries by 100 days, but im not sure about japanese. this was extremely self-indulgent bc im sick rn ( ;´ - `;) also, im sorry if this was bad, i’ll proofread it when i get better. ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

allergy season. you hate it. waking up in the middle of the night feeling like you couldn’t breathe and sneezing constantly. instantly, you knew that you were going to become sick in the upcoming days. after you blew your nose into a napkin that you took, you sighed, remembering the date you and reo had planned weeks before this. along with that, you two were in a fairly new relationship, so this was your first time being sick, worried how reo would react to this.

how are you going to tell reo about this? a headache started to form quickly. slowly, but surely, you grabbed your phone to text reo that you sadly wouldn’t be able to meet up with him tomorrow.

(y/n): reo, smth came up

(y/n): i can't go on that date tmr 

(y/n): sorry reo

sniffling because of your nose, you put the phone back on the bedside table. ignoring the persistent buzzing on your phone and the headache pounding even more, trying to force yourself to sleep. you felt bad for suddenly canceling the date with reo, the date planned was supposed to be cute. you two were supposed to be going to an amusement park for your 100th-day anniversary, and reo told you there would be surprises later on that day.

a few minutes later, after being unable to sleep, you could hear keys jingling along with some ruffling of plastic bags outside your door. thinking that the noise was your neighbor trying to open their home, you didn't pay any mind to it until you heard your door unlock. but you were so drowsy and dizzy that you weren’t able to do anything or even process it. you start to pull yourself up from your bed to see who it is.

"love?" was that reo’s voice? the voice, whom you thought was reo, sounded so distant, and with the white noise in your ear, you couldn’t tell it was your boyfriend. with each step you take, you become more lightheaded. the white noise was getting louder and louder. until you blacked out.

you could hear reo’s muffled, yet still panicked voice saying something along the lines of the nickname reo has given you until he said your actual full name. as he dropped some plastic bags onto the floor, shaking you, and calling your name continuously.

when you come to, you feel the comfort of your bed. you were sluggishly turning your head to the side, and you saw your purple-headed boyfriend running his hand through your scalp. next to him were the plastic bags you noticed before you blacked out. you wondered what they could be.

"love!" reo exclaimed, causing you to turn your eyes back to the man you love dearly. you can hear the relief in his tone. "you could've told me that you were feeling sick. you were burning up when i reached for you!"

"sorry reo. i didn’t want to get you sick. plus, i don’t want you to go out of your way to take care of me." you felt guilty; if reo stays here to take care of you, he might gain from your illness. and you wouldn't want reo to be in pain like you were feeling at the moment.

"well, i’m not going anywhere. i would be a bad boyfriend if i let you suffer alone." reo winked at you as he got under the covers with you. you rolled your eyes at reo’s flirtatious action. "plus, you would take care of me when i got sick, right?"

"of course, reo." you wrap your arms around your boyfriend, who feels extremely cold to you. your boyfriend’s presence makes you sleepier and sleepier until dreamland reaches you. reo’s hand is still running smoothly through your scalp.

you would wake up because of reo’s movements a few hours later. he was trying to get out of bed. your hold on reo becomes slightly tighter. "mm, i don't want to let you go, reo."

"love. last night, i got you your favorite soup because i thought you were sad about something. until you fainted. you need to eat something. let me warm it up, then i’ll be right back." he said grabbing the plastic bag you were wondering about a bit ago.

you would let him go after a few more persuasions, and he would return a few minutes later with a steaming hot bowl of your favorite soup, placing it on the bedside table. reo sits down and puts the bowl on his lap before grabbing a spoonful of the soup and placing his hand under the spoon so the liquid wouldn't drop onto the bed. "says aaa."

"you don't need to feed me, reo." you giggle, from your boyfriend. nonetheless, opening your mouth for reo to spoon-feed you, knowing that reo would deny any other way for you to eat.

after an endless amount of being fed the soup, there was finally nothing left. you felt full, but your stomach felt warm from the warm soup. he also gave you some medicine after setting the now-empty bowl away. (he ordered it while you were asleep, knowing that you wouldn't let him get out of bed.)

"thank you, reo, for taking care of me," you mumble sleepily once again, leaning onto reo’s chest like a cat. being sick makes you sleepy, reo noted.

"of course, my love. anything for you," he said lovingly, before falling asleep with you on his body. it was uncomfortable for him to be sleeping while sitting up, but he didn’t want to move you. like if you were a pet that fell asleep on him.

the next day, you woke up feeling a lot better than the day before, but still feeling a bit stuffy. but not pass-out worthy.

‘achoo.’ you heard reo sneeze from where he was sleeping.

"reo…  you're sick."

[crazylovelylee]

— ⌗ happy birthday to me!

✰ prompt - day three, birthday surprise

✰ info - yuqi throws a surprise birthday party for you

✰ tags - fem!reader (reader calls the girls unnie,but no use of pronouns), gidle maknae!reader, use of yn a few times, short

✰ comments - UHH I'M POSTING THIS LATER THAN I SHOULD'VE, I'M SORRY

you were feeling sad. the sad meter a bit too high for a day like your birthday.

normally, you don't care about your birthday that much, but that's because people around you wish you a happy birthday!

but for some reason, all of the girls seemed to not remember what day was today. especially yuqi, the one who's always sending a happy birthday midnight so she's the first one to say it.

they barely talked to you today! and that was, to say the least, infuriating.

now it's near time where you're supposed to your birthday livestream, but to be honest, you aren't that excited for it either.

if they didn't even remember, what even was the point? most neverland probably did remember, which was a relief. but still!

as you were done with dressing up, taking a quick look in the mirror, you sighed. your head wasn't in the right state for a live at the moment, but you can't just not do it. so without much option, you grabbed your phone to check the time.

2 pm. right on time.

in a few minutes you needed to turn on the camera, so there's no need to waste time doing nothing right now.

with a last check on your outfit, you ran to the door, opening it.

the sudden light and a loud noise like some kind of (non harmful) explosion of confetti made you jump, freezing in place.

“happy birthday!!”

the girls said in union, yuqi who was holding a camera, came running to you with a hug.

“aah! i'm sorry for ignoring you all day yn! but you couldn't suspect about this!”

you didn't know how to react, if you should just smile as always to the camera or cry right there.

your body decided the latter was the best choice.

“i thought you didn't remember about my birthday unnie! don't do that again!”

surprised by your - hopefully - happy tears, yuqi laughed a bit, still hugging you as miyeon put a little party hat on your head.

“don't cry yn! i would never forget the most important day of your life!”

now pulling away from the hug, yuqi wasted no time in rushing over to where the cake was. pulling you with her.

“look! it's yn-nini!”

“ahh it's so cute! yuqi unnie you didn't have to do all of this!”

still smiling, she cut a piece of cake, handing it over to you.

“but i wanted to. now go eat!”

[zu-is-here]

Are you proship?

I'm not even newbie boat,,,

I'm proud to be against the harassment regarding fiction and shipping╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

This is longer to read yet useful to know too ☆

UPD:

I guess it just depends on how to react (*´∀｀*) If you're honest & comfortable with your principles, then the amount of questions doesn't matter ♡ (Thank you, Nini! <3)

That's how we all can make the world better ♡ (๑•́◡•̀)つﾍ(•́∀•̀๑)

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ELLIEZST // RATGARBAGE67 !!!!!!!!

Haiii:333 obv my preferred name is ellie cus of my username lmaoooo but I don’t mind being called anything [also you can call me nini too:3]

My pref pronouns r they/it but any prns is ALL okay!:33 i don’t mind it lol , I’m a minor I’m 14 so pls don’t be weird towards me , I don’t like you people

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[ssentimentals]

Heyy!! I love love loveee ur work soo much!!!

Can I please request prompt 19+20(Hurt) with Woozi..?

Love yaa<3

heyy cutie! this is sososos nice, thank you so much!! 💜 thank you for requesting and i hope you'll like it!

hurt prompt: 'that was never my intention.' 'stop lying to my face.'

jihoon stares at the bouquet of roses in his hands, hoping that this will work. now he realizes that he didn't really buy you flowers that often; not as often as he should've, that's for sure. which is - sad. jihoon closes his eyes, sighing. he knocks twice on the door before entering. when you look up and your eyes don't sparkle at the sight of him, he swallows hard. 'hi, babe.'

'hello.' your voice lacks any emotion and you also don't react on him coming up closer. 'did you want something?'

it hurts the same way it would if someone punched him. you don't talk to him like that, you never are this cold with him, he never had to want something to ever come to your room. knowing that he brought all of this upon himself by his own hands only makes everything worse.

'for you,' he whispers, handing you the flowers. when you don't even reach out of them, jihoon carefully places them on top of the bed, sighing. 'don't be like this. please.'

'like what?' you ask, voice cold as steel. 'like you?'

jihoon shakes his head, feeling uncomfortable tightness in his chest. 'i didn't mean that. hurting you- that was never my intention. i promise i didn't know how badly my actions were hurting you.'

'stop lying to my face. you knew exactly how hurtful your actions were.'

'i-' jihoon licks his lips, trying to find the right words. lately it's been extra difficult, impossible even. jihoon feels like he's fucking up on every single step without meaning to. 'no. i never wanted to hurt you.'

'and yet you did.'

that he did. jihoon is not sure if he can even say something which can change the way you see him, because he can tell that your view on him changed drastically. there was a time when seeing him made you all happy and giggly, a time when you ran into his arms with big smile on your face. but now you stare at him and it's like- like you're not even here. like there's a wall between you two and jihoon has a horrible sinking feeling that it's the one he won't be able to break.

'i'm sorry.' he whispers, not knowing what else to say. 'there's nothing else i can say. i am willing to apologize thousand times-'

'i don't want to hear it,' you cut him off. there are no tears in your eyes and the fact that you are so methodical and logical about this hurts like someone is cutting his heart with a knife. 'and i don't want to see you.'

'how much time do you need?' jihoon asks after a prolonged silence. 'will i-' he chokes up. 'will i get a chance?'

when you don't say anything, he feels dread settle at the pit of his stomach. no. nononono-

'i don't know, jihoon.' you finally say and your voice breaks a little in the end. 'i- i don't know. all i know is that i can't stand to look at you right now. i'm sorry.'

'no. it's me who is sorry.' jihoon blinks and gets startled by sudden wetness on his cheeks. he didn't even realize he's crying. 'i will go then. i will wait for you.'

you don't offer anything else. and jihoon also has nothing else to give apart from his heart, but he is not sure if you'd ever even want that anymore. when jihoon turns away you, you don't say anything. when jihoon closes the door behind himself, he doesn't hear your footsteps, he doesn't hear your voice calling him back. more tears run down his cheeks because even if you don't know the answer to the question if you'll give him a chance, he already knows. and it absolutely breaks his heart.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

[gimmedamemes]

i dont think im gonna watch HSMTMTS season 4 :(

I cannot watch this. Maybe I’m a debby downer. Maybe I’m a negative nancy. Maybe I’m expecting too much realism from a TV show. However, no show has made me feel so  offended by the treatment of one character more than this one. 

My poor boy EJ was completely and totally DISCARDED by EVERYONE in the last season. He was juggling so many things such as college, his friends, his dad, and his girlfriend, and all he wanted was to enjoy his last summer as a kid by spending it with people he felt he could be the most comfortable around. 

Instead of that, however, he is suddenly and without warning pushed into being the director of a musical that he did not know anything about, while also being the pseudo-camp counselor because apparently, investing more than one adult into a summer camp is worth it to the Camp Shallow Lake owners. And yet, no one seems to acknowledge how unfair this is, not even EJ himself. 

All he does is push through and do his absolute BEST to make it happen. However, because he can’t adapt to this new role flawlessly and balance everything perfectly, to his fellow campers who are not dealing with anything of that nature (no, Carlos’ inability to climb a rock wall doesn’t count) he becomes a bad friend, a bad cousin, and a bad boyfriend. 

And due to the fact that he was too busy while running a show that he had no business running, to devote every second to his girlfriend, the final straw in their relationship is Gina’s discovery of a letter that was not her business at all. Perhaps his reason for hiding it was because of her reacting the way she did. We’ll never know, because EJ’s feelings were never given a first thought, much less a second and he was never able to explain. 

And thus, in the last half hour of the final episode, we get Ricky and Gina, who have decided that they’re each other’s one true love based on.... what again? Oh yeah, some chocolates she thought he gave her. And some other stuff too, I suppose, but that’s all it took for some to decide that they were a valid ship. 

Ricky who was HOPELESSLY devoted to another girl for 2 seasons straight, whose whole reason for being in the drama club was for her, for whose primary interactions with Gina were either because of her or about her, suddenly decides that Gina is the one he’s looking for ONLY after driving to said summer camp on a whim because his other girlfriend was discovered to be the saboteur we all knew she was. Shockingly (but, maybe not to some), Gina reciprocates. In the last few minutes of the last episode, Ricky and Gina kiss, not even 12 hours after Gina breaks it off with EJ for good. 

Now, what’s my problem with this? It’s so sloppy and unrealistic. Now, the show itself is unrealistic and as a theater kid myself, I can tell you that for sure. Our sets aren’t anywhere near as elaborate, we don’t have a strong supporting ensemble cast and overall, the whole concept of any school club having that much devotion is a serious stretch. But it’s done well. Or it was. N

Rini was a couple we were somewhat rooting for from the start. Portwell we grew to love because of the slow burn and the slow reveal of the couple’s true feelings for one another. Now, we are expected to believe that 2 seasons of solid Portwell build up (as well as the first half of season 3 before they began having problems) is just calmly thrown away and for what? For Rina? A subplot/sub-ship that was made possible by under 10 scenes together? Ricky, who was so devoted to Nini and promised never to let her go again and Gina who wasn’t able to give her obviously overburdened boyfriend any grace? That’s the ship that we’re supposed to root for?

I don’t think so. It was sloppy and badly done and it made no sense whatsoever. If they had to end the Portwell relationship, for whatever reason, I don't know, perhaps they didn’t want to encourage a sophomore-senior relationship or going to college while dating someone in high school. They could’ve easily done what they did with Ricky and Nini, and break them up on amicable terms because a relationship with someone in high school and someone in college just doesn’t work. 

They had no reason to abuse EJ’s character and ruin some of his relationships, before never talking about him again, while Ricky swoops in and takes his girlfriend AGAIN. It was so unnecessary and at this point it's repetitive. Because everytime there’s a season that starts off with 2 characters being madly in love, we all know it goes. 

So I don’t know how much I'll be watching.

(lol i just wanted to get this out of my system after watching the season 4 trailer)