#nobody come after me for that shhh

[dnofsunshine]

You Have (1) New Message || Ch 02: Older Kids p1 (Digimon Chatfic)

fandom: Digimon Adventure/02 fic summary:

Yamato is online. Yamato: What the hell is this tachikawaii mimi: as the title says, a group chat for bad bitches only (〃＾▽＾〃) Yamato: But Taichi is here tachikawaii mimi: created by the baddest b tachikawaii mimi: LOL SAVAGE Taichi: excuse me

Or: The Digimon chatfic everyone has been waiting for, finally posted as a Christmas gift to my Nee-san, Green Spaghetti.

Also available on ao3!

[3:01pm]

Mimi is online.

Mimi added Sora, Jou, Koushiro, Yamato, and Taichi to the chat.

Mimi named the chat bad bitches only xoxo.

Mimi changed their name to tachikawaii mimi.

tachikawaii mimi changed edit settings to Admin Only.

tachikawaii mimi: school has left me bored af and i’m making it ur guys problem tachikawaii mimi: i mean i don’t expect jou to get online but

Jou is online.

tachikawaii mimi: oh i sit corrected

Jou muted the chat for 1 hour.

tachikawaii mimi: rude

Taichi is online.

Taichi: lmao Taichi: he prbly doesnt want the notifs during school hours

Yamato is online.

Yamato: What the hell is this tachikawaii mimi: as the title says, a group chat for bad bitches only (〃＾▽＾〃) Yamato: But Taichi is here tachikawaii mimi: created by the baddest b tachikawaii mimi: LOL SAVAGE Taichi: excuse me

tachikawaii mimi renamed the chat to bad bitches only (+ taichi). 

Taichi: le gASP Taichi: mimi change it back :( tachikawaii mimi: nah tachikawaii mimi: i asked for entertainment and i got it tachikawaii mimi: i mean the younger kids are cool too ofc <333 tachikawaii mimi: they’re just little darlings ;_; i feel like i shouldn’t curse a bunch in front of them Taichi: have u met yamato Yamato: I don’t curse that much in front of Takeru. And sometimes Hikari Taichi: everyone else tho? Yamato: …stuff may have slipped out  tachikawaii mimi: lol i mean they’re not little children Yamato: Excuse you Taichi: yeah hikari is 4ever my baby sister thank u tachikawaii mimi: but they’re still young!!!  tachikawaii mimi: and i feel like i should be a responsible friend-sister figure Taichi: . Taichi: sora talked to u abt it didnt she tachikawaii mimi: what ofc not tachikawaii mimi: …how did u know Taichi: just sounds like something sora would do lol Taichi: she’s the real mom friend here Yamato: Speaking of Sora she’s

Sora is online.

Yamato: Uh Sora: Been giving both you and Taichi dirty looks for the past five minutes? Sora: Yes Sora: Yes I have Yamato: …yeahhh Sora: Mimi we’re in school :(  tachikawaii mimi: sora that’s the point :(  Sora: You shouldn’t be on your phone in class :(  tachikawaii mimi: okay mom

tachikawaii mimi changed Sora’s name to Mom.

Mom: :)  Yamato: Uh oh. Taichi: mimi what have u done Taichi: u can’t see her face rn omg Yamato: ✌️ Taichi: good luck soldier

Yamato is offline.

Taichi is offline.

tachikawaii mimi: um???  Mom: Do you want me to start counting? tachikawaii mimi: jeez sora what am i five lol Mom: 3 tachikawaii mimi: holy shit ur actually doing it  Mom: 2 tachikawaii mimi: i lied sora’s the baddest bitch of all i’m sorry sora

tachikawaii mimi is offline.

Mom: :) 

Mom is offline.

—

[5:36pm]

Jou is online.

Jou: Sorry to disappear but we were in school and I was trying to pay attention in class.

tachikawaii mimi is online.

tachikawaii mimi: no its fine i expected u to be absent lmao tachikawaii mimi: sora was mad anyway Jou: Yeah, I saw. Scary. Jou:  (･ω･;) tachikawaii mimi: GASPPPPP Jou: ??

Yamato is online.

tachikawaii mimi: u use emojis :’) tachikawaii mimi: last time we texted you were all like I Type Normal Without Emotion But Punctuation. tachikawaii mimi: what caused the change good sir?? Jou: A friend of mine uses them and I found them fun. Is that bad? tachikawaii mimi: no!!!

Taichi is online.

tachikawaii mimi: it’s cute (≧_≦) Jou: :)  Taichi: i didnt know u had friends outside of us jou lol Taichi: /jkjk Yamato: Funny, I thought the same thing abt you @Taichi   tachikawaii mimi: pffttt twice in one day Taichi: WHAT Taichi: I HAVE FRIENDS Taichi: ASK THE ENTIRE SOCCER TEAM Yamato: You don’t have to get defensive lol Taichi: ur the 1 who doesnt have friends like ur always lookin so mad all the time

tachikawaii mimi changed Yamato’s name to yamadto.

yamadto: Wtf tachikawaii mimi: u do have the best resting bitch face out of all of us tbh Jou: …I’m sorry Yamato, but you do always look grumpy. Taichi: unless he’s around takeru Taichi: takeru’s existence proves that yamato is just a big Softie underneath all those thorns :)  tachikawaii mimi: truth tachikawaii mimi: teddy bear yamato (⇀̥ ‸ ↼̥) yamadto: Shut up tachikawaii mimi: :)  Taichi: :))  Jou: :)))  yamadto: Stop yamadto: Smilies with extra ))) look weird Taichi: takeru uses them yamadto: They’re adorable Taichi: i rest my case

Mom is online.

Mom: Hi everyone :)  Jou: Hey Sora. Taichi: hi tachikawaii mimi: the baddest bitch returns!! <333 tachikawaii mimi: hiiii Mom: What’re you all up to? :)  Taichi: headin home from soccer practice  Jou: Studying for my exam tomorrow, wbu? tachikawaii mimi: ew tachikawaii mimi: but school is over jou tachikawaii mimi: trying to decide what color to paint my nails~ Jou: But it’s March?? The school year is wrapping up??  Mom: We just wrapped up tennis practice :)  tachikawaii mimi: oooo tachikawaii mimi: did u captain all ur girls Mom: I tried lol Mom: I hope the first-years will be okay when we go to high school Taichi: i feel that Taichi: feels like i was just elected captain and now i’m passing it down to someone else Taichi: gonna miss these guys Jou: Your coaches still let you play this late in the year as third-years? Taichi: by choice yeah Taichi: i got a sports scholarship for my high school and entrance exams are over anyway Jou: Oh right Sora: As long as my grades are fine I can play :) I passed the entrance exams back in February tachikawaii mimi: aww cmon guys ur graduating junior high not dying tachikawaii mimi: i didn’t come back to japan from america for a funeral :/  yamadto: I’m surprised you didn’t wait till the next school year tachikawaii mimi: well american school years are different from japanese school years lol tachikawaii mimi: it was easier to come back before the second semester of american school than wait til june and miss most of the first term of a new japanese school year Jou: That’s true yamadto: Fair enough Jou: But a lot of schools have transfer students! tachikawaii mimi: yeah but after everything that happened in december i just wanna be home <3  Mom: Understandable <3 tachikawaii mimi: i’m visiting america in the summer tho lol tachikawaii mimi: america in the summer is just ヾ(♥∇♥)ゞ yamadto: Lol tachikawaii mimi: the hawaiian beach is beautiful Mom: I remember you sent pictures and postcards when you went! Taichi: i remember too Taichi: koushiro n yamato n takeru n i were busy, yk, saving the internet Taichi: n you were enjoying the beach tachikawaii mimi: bitterness doesn’t suit u honey yamadto: Lol Taichi: where is koushiro anyway tachikawaii mimi: good question Jou: Probably busy. tachikawaii mimi: not anymoreeeee tachikawaii mimi: @Koushiro  Taichi: @Koushiro  Mom: He’s probably not available to chat at the moment, leave him be tachikawaii mimi: @Koushiro  Taichi: @Koushiro  Mom: Guys tachikawaii mimi: @Koushiro  Taichi: @Koushiro  Mom: :)  yamadto: That’s the most passive-aggressive smile I’ve seen tachikawaii mimi: Uh oh tachikawaii mimi: sorry mom we’ll stop Taichi: r u sure it’s passive aggrressive yamadto: My parents are divorced yamadto: I’m sure yamadto: Plus do you remember Sora’s expression from earlier? Taichi: … Taichi: sorry mom we’ll stop tachikawaii mimi: u know what we can do tho tachikawaii mimi: change the remaining names Taichi: idk why u said we since u changed the settings to where only u have accss to that shit tachikawaii mimi: yeah lmao ur right i just like being in control of everything here haha Taichi: at least make mine cool pls

tachikawaii mimi changed Taichi’s name to noob.

noob: this is a hate crime yamadto: Lol

tachikawaii mimi changed Jou’s name to Dad.

tachikawaii mimi changed Koushiro’s name to criminal monstermind.

Dad: Um?? tachikawaii mimi: u do give off dad energy jou <33 noob: how come u gave me this name noob: but koushiro gets a badass name??? tachikawaii mimi: cos he’s our very own digital world tech master ofc tachikawaii mimi: the true mpv tachikawaii mimi: ur just reckless and a himbo yamadto: Ha tachikawaii mimi: oh hush u  tachikawaii mimi: u know how often u contribute to his dumbassery tachikawaii mimi: takeru & hikari r like the only reason ur not dead tachikawaii mimi: and don’t get me started on often sora & jou had to pull u out of some stupid situation Mom: She’s not wrong Mom: Aww Jou we match <3  Dad: I’m too young and too anxious for kids. Dad: How did this happen? Dad: Yesterday I was just a regular teen with a regular life. Dad: Now I’m a father. Dad: (|||❛︵❛) yamadto: Face it Jou you’ve never had a regular life noob: ur best friend is a talking seal Dad: Fair. Mom: Jou it’s okay it’s just all good and fun <3 tachikawaii mimi: be like sora and accept ur fate jou Dad: Next thing you know, I’ll be making terrible jokes and drinking three beers to sleep. tachikawaii mimi: jou srsly it’s ok to do u want me to change it back yamadto: Just stay away from the cigarettes and you’ll be fine Dad: Ugh. Okay. tachikawaii mimi: ok u accepted ur fate or ok u want me to change it Dad: It’s fine. Leave it. tachikawaii mimi: (♡⺣◡⺣)♡* Dad: But I really do have to study, so I may disappear. yamadto: It’s all good Jou Mom: Okay! Good luck <3  noob: later jou tachikawaii mimi: byeeeee~ Dad: Bye, guys. Take care.  tachikawaii mimi: <3333

Dad is offline.

noob: hey how come u offered to change jou’s name back noob: but im stuc k like this?? tachikawaii mimi: oh well would u look at the time tachikawaii mimi: i have to go walk my plant noob: wait mimi tachikawaii mimi: xoxoxo 

tachikawaii mimi is offline.

noob: MIMI Mom: Awww sorry Taichi Mom: I’m sure she’ll change it to something else eventually noob: (´-﹏-｀) noob: if u say so… Mom: :)  Mom: I have to go too tho Mom: Kaa-san’s needing me in her shop yamadto: OK yamadto: Later Sora Mom: Later!! Don’t forget to eat something tonight <333

Mom is offline.

yamadto: Got it noob: ok noob: just u n me now ig??

yamadto is offline.

noob: :/

—

[7:58pm]

criminal monstermind is online.

criminal monstermind: Sorry, just got to my computer. Why is my name like this? What is the purpose of this chat?

noob is online.

noob: nw noob: hey koushiro criminal monstermind: Hey, Taichi. noob: ????  criminal monstermind: Are you… not Taichi? noob: … noob: no its me noob: how did u know tho criminal monstermind: Lucky guess? noob: :/

[abyssalreds]

gege needs to retire his character death note and hand it off to asagiri i swear 😭

[harryforvogue]

i love the way the sky looks when it's snowing. because it's not dark at all. it's a solid medium grey color, but that mixed with the street lights and house lights makes it look like it's kind of lit up as if it's the few minutes before sunrise and you're expecting to see the sun peek out soon.

[natalievoncatte]

Lena was waking up, and not in her own bed. She was somewhere warm, swaddled in a heavy blanket. Her head was pounding and she didn’t want to open her eyes. A soft mewling sound tumbled from her lips, and she made as if to blink. Her eyes felt gummy and stuck shut.

“Shhhh,” a small, soft voice murmured. “I’ve got you. You’re okay.”

“Wuh?”

“Just rest,” Kara said.

It was easy to rest. He head fell against the wall of muscle that was Kara’s chest and pillowed on her breast and Lena let out a soft sigh, shifting a bit as she came around and grew more wakeful. She was sitting in Kara’s lap as Kara leaned back against a wall, and Kara had unclasped her cape and wrapped it around her in an impenetrable blanket.

As Lena opened her eyes, she saw that Kara was carding her fingers through Lena’s hair, so gently she barely felt it.

“Your hair is really pretty.”

“Thanks,” said Lena.

A kind of confusion swept through her. Weren’t they fighting? Lena was mad. She was furious. She was world-endingly, life-burn-downingly mad at the woman in whose lap she currently sat. Kara had lied to her about the fundamental nature of who she was and… and…

Lena didn’t feel mad.

“They gave you some pretty heavy drugs when they kidnapped you.”

“Kidnapped me?”

Kara let out a little snort. “You probably don’t remember. These were the lamest kidnappers, Lena. They nabbed you and immediately called me out. I found you and bagged them before you even came around from the drugs.”

“Thanks.”

“You probably won’t remember any of this later,” Kara sighed. “I just want to tell you I’m sorry again. I’m sorry I lied. It was wrong and you deserved better. I should have given you my trust the way you gave it to me.”

Lena blinked a few times but said nothing.

“I’ll never stop saving you. I will always protect you. Even if you never forgive me.”

Lena shifted slightly, pressing a little into Kara, who was now lightly teasing the tips of her fingers across Lena’s scalp, sending light tingles through her sleepy body. Kara yawned and shrugged.

“You okay? You warm enough?”

Lena nodded.

“Alex is coming with a team, she’ll make sure you’re all right. Go back to sleep, baby.”

Baby. That word sent a shockwave through her.

Lena’s eyes drifted shut. She was very tired and it made sense to sleep, to just let it all go. She was safe in Kara’s arms.

As she tumbled towards the dark, she felt the soft press of warm lips to her forehead.

“There’s still so much I want to tell you.”

Lena sighed and nuzzled into Kara’s shoulder. She was soft and warm and smelled heavenly, not just her lavender perfume but the soft smell of her. Lena never told Kara that she wanted to smell her armpits after spin class.

“You want to smell my armpits?!” Kara choked out.

Oh. That was supposed to be inside voice.

“Mmmhmm,” said Lena.

“Can I tell you something, since you probably won’t remember this later?”

“Sure.”

“I’m in love with you.”

Lena started, jolting a little more awake.

“No, shhh,” Kara said, pulling her into a tighter hug. “I know it doesn’t change anything. You don’t owe me anything. I’m just scared. I need you to know of something happens, if��” her breath caught. “If not fast enough.”

“Kara,” said Lena.

“Shh,” Kara murmured, touching a soft kiss to her forehead again that sent a jolt rippling through her.

“I don’t even know if you like girls. It’s just that was the real reason why I was so shitty and hid who I was. I was scared you’d leave if I told you and… and it happened anyway. I’m so sorry.”

Kara sighed.

“Sometimes I wish I could be human so there’d be no secret. I don’t know of Human Kara would have been brave enough to say anything to you but I’m a coward. It would be so easy if there was no lie.”

Lena opened her eyes and looked up. Hot tears glittered on Kara’s cheeks.

“And you know, if you lived with me, and not in that big fancy penthouse, nobody would kidnap you. I’d keep you safe and get you breakfast and make sure you eat before work and take care of you because you don’t take care of yourself.”

“Mmhm, and what do you get out of this arrangement?”

“Well,” said Kara, “I’d get to kiss the prettiest girl in the world.”

“Is that all?”

Kara’s throat bobbed as she swallowed. “Well. I could do more than kiss. I never have with another woman so I’m not sure how… but I want to…”

She brushed bright scarlet.

“I could teach you,” Lena whispered.

“Don’t do that,” said Kara. “Don’t dangle that in front of me, if there’s no chance.”

“Kara,” Lena murmured, her drugged brain grinding its gears a little, “you don’t fill someone’s office with flowers as a friendly gesture. One does not buy an entire billion dollar media empire to hang out with one person as a platonic exercise.”

“Oh,” said Kara.

“I thought you were straight,” said Lena. “It boggles my mind that you thought I was. Me? Really? Have you seen me?”

“Yes,” Kara was looking at her intently now. “I have seen you since the first day. When I saw you for the first time I felt something I’ve never felt before or since.”

“This fight we’re having,” said Lena. “It doesn’t really feel important right now.”

“I know, but you’re on drugs.”

“Will you kiss me?”

“No.”

Kara’s lips were trembling. She dipped slightly as if she’d changed her mind, then pulled back and pursed her lips, pressing her eyes tightly closed.

“You might not feel this way later. It would be wrong.”

Alex chose that exact moment to kick the door in, sending a shower of splinters across the room. Kara pivoted in anticipation, shielding Lena but twisting around so they were even closer, Kara’s stunning blue eyes filling Lena’s vision.

“If you still feel this way later, call me.”

From then it became a blur. Kara placed Lena gently on a stretcher and reclaimed her cap, then trudged a safe distance away and flew off.

Alex was curt and short with her as usual, fussing over unnecessary risks and complaining sharply that Lena got into too much trouble, before sharply cutting off the conversation when it got too friendly and storming off.

Lena ended up back in her penthouse by six, all in all a fairly convenient kidnapping and rescue. She trundled inside and sat down on the couch, staring straight ahead for a while before she went to pour a glass of scotch, then thought better of it.

The night was chilly. National City never really got cold, but on a January night it could be brisk. Lena leaned on her railing and stared out at the bright lights of the city, the flow of traffic beneath and the distant sounds of life and joy.

Suddenly she felt very cold.

“Kara,” she sighed.

In an instant she was there, appearing in a faint gust. Her cape billowed out majestically behind her, hair aloft on the wind currents like clouds of spun gold. Kara didn’t look like an angel; angels looked like Kara.

“Come inside.”

Lena turned and walked back into the warmer confines, hearing the gentle thud of Kara’s boots on the balcony and her soft footsteps walking over.

“Haven’t been here in a while.”

“I used to dream of you moving in with me,” Lena admitted.

Kara stood silently behind her, shifting on her feet.

“I used to think about pampering you every time you mentioned that your rent was high or joked about a reporter’s salary. I wanted to take care of you, treat you, give you fine things.”

“You don’t have to give me anything.”

Lena turned around and crossed the distance between them. With Lena barefoot and Kara in heels, she towered over her. Lena stepped aggressively into her space and Kara didn’t flinch as Lena curled her fingers in the collar of her suit and pulled her down.

She didn’t hesitate. She gently bracketed Lena’s hips in her hands and pulled her in, bending over her to bring their lips together, Kara’s every move soft and gentle, the utmost care in every tiny gesture.

Kara was a good kisser. Lena let it deepen, feeling the heat flush in her chest and elsewhere, as Kara swept her cape around the both of them in a grand, silly, absurdly romantic gesture that made Lena’s knees go all wobbly and her belly flare with warmth.

“I could give you another chance,” Lena whispered into Kara’s lips.

“I’d like that.”

“Want to fly me home?”

“You are home,” said Kara, sounding a little confused.

Lena looked around the apartment, then rested her head on Kara’s chest. “No, I’m not.”

“Oh,” said Lena.

“Take me back to your loft. We can kiss and do the other things and then you can go get me breakfast.”

Kara slid her arm under Lena’s legs and back and picked her up, tucking Lena gently against her chest, stepped up onto the balcony railing and then off, into space. Lena’s breath caught and she tensed as she always did. She really didn’t like heights.

“I won’t drop you.”

Flying back through Kara’s window was a little awkward with the two of them, but they managed. Inside, Kara deposited her on the couch and the fussing began.

First, she made Lena put on a hoodie at the first sign of a shiver. It was old and threadbare and smelled like Kara, and when she wasn’t looking Lena buried her face in the sleeve and breathed it in.

Kara placed an order at a local restaurant and rather than wait for delivery, zipped out and got it herself.

“Do the people at the potsticker place not freak out when Supergirl pops in?”

“Actually, they give me a discount.”

She put the food in front of Lena and disappeared briefly, emerging in a tank top and running shorts, and Lena almost dropped the potsticker she was about to bite into.

Kara sat down beside her, and Lena stared at her. She wasn’t wearing her glasses and her hair was in a loose ponytail, leaving her in a kind of halfway state between Kara and Supergirl. Despite the display of her blocky shoulders and the ribbed fabric tight on her bunching abs, she looked so warm and soft.

Kara speared the potsticker and popped it into her own mouth.

“Hey!” Lena chirped.

“You were just staring at it.”

“Kara!”

“Fine, here.”

Kara gently took another dumpling in her chopsticks and offered it. Lena looked at her askance, then leaned forward and took it in her mouth, eyes never leaving Kara.

Slowly, they shifted together until they were side by side on the sofa, Lena sort of falling onto Kara as she sank into the cushions. They were less eating and more feeding each other, which turned into Lena feeding Kara as they watched whatever came on the TV.

Kara slowly worked an arm around Lena’s waist and Lena turned, throwing her legs across Kara’s thighs.

“I’m tired,” said Lena.

“You’ve had a long day.”

“Want to go to bed?” Lena said. She tried to put her best husk into her voice but it cracked a little and betrayed her.

Kara said nothing. She smiled and lifted Lena up with ease and carried her to the bed.

Lena shimmied out of her leggings, letting them fall around her ankles, all while covered by the oversized hoodie, and her heart was pounding as Kara lifted the covers with an exaggerated gesture and beckoned her into the bed. Lena climbed aboard.

Kara crawled in after her and embraced her like she was trying to pull Lena inside her body.

“You must be tired,” Kara murmured. “It’s okay if you just want to sleep.”

“I am,” Lena whispered back.

Kara started to pull back, but Lena held on. “Can you hold me for a while.”

“Nothing is gonna get you.”

Lena closed her eyes and curled up against her, sighing.

Two weeks later, she put the penthouse on the market.

[qqueenofhades]

I AM JUST OVER HALFWAY THROUGH LABYRINTH'S HEART AND WHAT IS ALL THIS OT3 FORESHADOWING FOR (THREE PARTS OF A SOUL COME ON) IF I AM NOT TO HAVE THIS, I ASK YOU

Only about three people on the entire Internet will understand this post, but I am almost done with The Liar's Knot (book 2 of Rook and Rose) and if Ren/Grey/Vargo do not end up as an ot3 in the last book, I will RIOT.

[cockkette]

be mine?

lando norris x famous!reader

warnings - set after lando’s win in miami, down bad lando, a bit short, some swearing, i think that’s it xoxo

face claim - girls on pinterest

y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n: thank you so much mclaren for inviting me to the paddock this weekend i had the most fun! i can’t wait to see how the rest of the season goes 🧡

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mclaren: we hope to see you back in the paddock again soon 👀

y/n.l/n: thank you admin!

oscarpiastri: great to meet you y/n 👍

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lilyzneimer: you look so gorgeous! (you need to come to another race asap)

y/n.l/n: ahh ily (i really do it was so fun)

user1: a duo i never knew i needed

yourbestfriend: gorgeous gorgeous girl 😮‍💨

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landonorris: you must be my lucky charm

user2: this is painful to watch

oscarpiastri: tell me about it 🙄

user3: OSCAR PLEASE 🙏

landonorris

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landonorris: WE FUCKING DID IT P1!!!

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oscarpisastri: well done man 👏👏👏

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davidbeckham: well done mate

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user4: rip lando nowins you will be missed

user5: at least we still have lando norizz

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y/n.l/n: what a race!! papaya 4eva🧡

landonorris: glad you could see it 🧡

user6: i bet he's hyperventilating

user7: he aint fooling nobody

alex_albon: congrats!!! 💪💪

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y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n: in paris with my favourite girl <3

comments

yourbestfriend: i’ve missed you babes 😘😘

y/n.l/n: you mean you missed me being your sugar daddy xoxo

yourbestfriend: shhh 🤫

user8: i swear lando is in paris rn

user9: omg what if they are there together

user10: ur reaching so far rn

mclaren: 🧡

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user: i need her to come back to the paddock

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user11: patiently waiting for lando’s comment

user12: not him liking the comment about her 😂

landonorris: pretty girl in a pretty place 🧡

y/n.l/n: that’s so sweet thank you 😊

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maxverstappen1: bet he’s giggling and kicking his feet

oscarpiastri: probably blushing too

alex_albon: he’s definitely twirling his hair rn

landonorris: actually stfu

user13: i can't-

f1gossip

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f1gossip: lando norris has been spotted outside a paris bar getting close with a mystery woman

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user15: lany/n truthers rise

user16: i have been summoned

user17: now why is george being messy in the likes?!

danielricciardo: idk he’s an odd guy

user18: ariana what are you doing here 🤣

user19: it has to be y/n there are too many coincidences like they are both in paris and the drivers other have been getting involved

user20: i’ve connected the dots

user21: you haven’t connected shit

user22: people are so strange he deserves some privacy (i’m praying it’s y/n)

y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n: lazy days are the best days ☀️

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user23: she is so pretty

yourbestfriend: damn somebody stole my bitch 😞

y/n.l/n: you're the only one for me pooks

yourbestfriend: i wonder who that is 🧐

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user24: lando crying and throwing up rn

oscarpiastri: finally maybe he will stfu about you now

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user25: lily is in the likes i still have hope

user26: idk i think they got close after miami so its probs just from that and lando hasn't even liked

user25: WAIT OSCARS COMMENT

user27: i might have to join the lany/n truthers after that

user28: y/n soft launch?!?!

landonorris

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landonorris: osc ruined her soft launch but look at my pretty girl 🧡

comments

y/n.l/n: you're so cute

landonorris: stop i'm blushing in a meeting

mclaren: 🤨

y/n.l/n: oscar when i catch you oscar

oscarpiastri: please forgive me i'm so sorry i didn't know what a soft launch was 🙏

y/n.l/n: you're on thin ice piastri

lilyzneimer: we need a double date and i'll work on educating oscar

y/n.l/n: we should just go on a date xx

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alex_albon: SIMP 👉

georgerussell63: SIMP 👉

maxverstappen1: SIMP 👉

danielricciardo: SIMP 👉

landonorris: you're all just jealous

y/n.l/n: SIMP 👉

landonorris: y/n you're meant to be on my side

y/n.l/n: i don't want to lie though

user29: she's so messy

user30: lando has... rizz

user31: this can't be

oscarpiastri: i'm just as surprised as you

landonorris: i'll tell y/n you're being mean

yourbestfriend: she's still mine 🩷

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landonorris: nuh huh

user32: never beating the babygirl allegations

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user33: 'my pretty girl'

user34: if you look closely you can see me crying in the background

a/n - thank you for reading i hope you enjoyed any feedback is appreciated <3

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Father’s Friend! John Price Headcanons

Warnings: 18+, Forbidden Romance, Age Gap, Implied Smut, Brief Descriptions of Smut, Cock Warming, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Cum Inflation, Stomach Bulging, Teasing, Older Man/Younger Reader, Pet Names, Profanity, No Pronouns Used For Reader Except ‘You’.

He tells you to keep quiet when you’re being intimate; he silences you with a sibilant “Shhh,” when your moans get too loud, telling you to “Keep your voice down, Sweetheart. Wouldn’t want your dad to walk in on his precious little angel getting fucked by his best friend.”

He’s a tease, too. “Or, maybe that’s what you want. Want me to fill you up and send you out there with your belly pumped full of me. Show em all how much you like getting speared by an older man’s cock.”

And if he finds it you’re going on a date with someone who isn’t him — WHOO, that will NOT end well for you.

He’ll bend you over the nearest sirface and pound into you. Gently enough that you can still walk after the encounter, but hard enough to remind you who you belong to.

“Can he fuck you like this?” John pants, teeth gritted and eye twitching as he feels you clenching around him, speechless. Drooling onto the cover of your bed beneath you. His hand slides up your front. Presses into your stomach. He growls as he feels himself there, his tip throbbing inside you. “D’you think he can make you feel like this?”

And when your date arrives to pick you up, he watches you walk, a hand placed over your stomach to hide the bump formed there, your thighs together pressed together to try and stop John’s semen from leaking into your underwear. And John watches you, a thin, sly smile on his face as your gaze finds his. He waves you off, knowing you’ll back. For more. For him.

For the rest of the evening, all Price can think of is you trying to go about your business knowing that you harbour a secret in your stomach; namely his cum sloshing around inside you. He can just imagine the surprise on your date’s face if you decided to get intimate with him, only for him to tear your underwear off and find you already wet with another man’s cum oozing from your hole and rolling down your thighs in thick globs.

John’s life has been a series of high-action, adrenaline-filled moments. But none of those compare to when the two of you are hiding your forbidden relationship from everyone around you.

Price’s unwavering love of cock warming has almost led to the two of you being caught multiple times; namely when you’ve been sat on John’s lap, squirming as his dick lays nestled deep inside you, only for someone to come bursting through the door, making you jump, tighten around John. He has to try and stifle the guttural growl clawing up his throat you’re squeezing — milking — him in your moment of panic.

Luckily, John’s ridiculously large desk - the one you’d often remarked he only got to comfortably fuck you on - hides what lays beneath the surface of this particularly dark and colossal iceberg. It conceals the outline of John’s cock inside you, the material of your shirt seemingly too thin for the job.

John dismisses the person who rudely interrupted you. Sure, they gave the two of you a strange look upon seeing you sat in John’s lap, but as far as that person’s concerned, that’s all it is. Flirting at most.

John’s interest in you isn’t purely sexual, though. He cares for you. Truly and utterly. You remind him of the feeling of first love — the one he never got.

He takes you out to fancy restaurants, ones far enough out of town that nobody knows who either of you are, letting you act open with each other. Hand holding, forehead touches, fingers running up your thigh, quick kisses, slow kisses, kisses that stray into dark waters.

Speaking of a hand running up your thigh; John’s classic, default move whenever you’re at a crowded event together (especially in the presence of people you know). You and John always sit beside each other, which always leads to his hand slipping beneath the tablecloth and up your leg, stopping only when he reaches the warmest spot — the inside of your thigh.

And he does this all while maintaining conversations with other people while you’re left mute and wanting.

Of course, he always delivers.

He’ll pull your underwear to the side and start toying with you. Gently, at first, his pace slow as not to attract attention. Then, when your face starts to get red and your voice is but a string of whimpers, he leans in, closely, so you can smell his cologne that charges hundreds by the drop, feel his beard tickling the side of your face, and whispers: “Don’t get yourself all worked up, Love. We’re with guests, after all.”

John will never let you cum under these circumstances. He’ll take you to a nice and isolated room and have his way with you until you’re having to lean on him for the rest of the evening, his arm about your waist and his semen pooling in your underwear. Heavy. A mistaken gesture of friendship.

If anyone ever did get suspicious of your relationship, John would tell you immediately.

“I can’t risk losing you,” he’d say, stare solemn. “We’ll have to keep our distance — just for the time being.”

God forbid you start crying, otherwise he’s on his knees, taking your hand in his and pressing long, deep kisses to your knuckles, his breath nigh-frantic and hot against your skin.

“I promise, Darling, this is only temporary.”

It would have to be, because John can’t go two minutes without thinking of you, needing you.

He sees something that’s your favourite colour in a shop window ? There you are, in the forefront of his mind.

You still interact with each other, of course, but you can’t be as close to one another as you’re used to being. As you’d like to be.

John can only watch you as you fraternise with other guests, party-goers, your father’s lawn party a hit. And yet all he can think about is having you by his side, fingers interlocked and looking down at you with all the love he’s never been able to give to anyone else.

These avoidant periods usually always end with John coming to your door and knocking profusely, his visage that of a man who’s seen nothing but ghosts all his life. And he takes you in his arms, pressing kisses to every inch of your face, leaving the two of you gasping for breath by the end of it, his eyes filled with adoration he’s never known and will only ever know for you.

Usually, you can expect a mountain of gifts to be waiting for you after your suspicion avoidance era ends - a collage of everything John collected that reminded him of you in your absence.

Some of it he purchases solely for you to wear for him and him alone, to put on a show for him. Sure, it’ll get torn off shortly after, but John can’t deny that you look like a present wrapped up just for him to unravel, to ravage.

Clothes, jewellery, accessories, shoes; he watches you wear them out and about. Something about seeing you wearing things he’s bought for you sends him feral — the fact that you’re drenched in his wealth while nobody else knows what lies beneath the surface. Beneath the layers of satin and silk and silver are the remnants of the night before. Teethmarks, bruises, scratches; the etchings of hours of pure, uninterrupted love-making. Breathless confessions, promises of a life together where you don’t have to hide your love.

Every outfit, every coat, is the disguise for many a night more.

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Masterlist Masterlist [Continued] Masterpost Modern Warfare AI Masterlist

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[ale-nose]

~Bathroom Sex~

Theodore nott x fem! reader

Master list:

You were in class, when all of a sudden your phone buzzed. “Hey come to the bathroom right now”- Theodore. “I don’t think i can”- you respond. “Just go.”- Theodore says

As you walked out the class making your way inside the bathroom. You feel your hand getting grabbed. Theo closed the bathroom stall and started kissing you aggressively but passionately. You start to undo each others uniforms. You were all over each other you didn’t notice theo fingers slipped inside you until he curled his fingers. “mhm fuckkk “- you moan out. “shhh they might hear us”- theo says. You began to play with his belt, unclipping it, pulling it down with his underwear aswell. You started stroking his dick in your hand. “fuck don’t do me like this baby”- he says. Next thing you know, you’re getting thrown on your floor, while theo shoves his dick inside your mouth. He begins face fucking you. “mhmm fuck nobody can make me feel this good”- theo moans while throwing his head back. As he came inside your mouth you couldn’t swallow all of his cum so some fell down your chin all the way to your chest. As you get up, he flips you over making you face the door. He slides himself into you. One of his hands are holding you by the waist while his other hand in your mouth. You wanted more so you began to go backwards???…. “theo please faster”- you moan. While he speeds up his past. You’re a moaning mess, you couldn’t even breathe properly. You were so loud, it turned Theo on, making him speed up his pace. “fuck sweetheart i’m about to cum”- theo moans. You came on his dick then later he cums inside of you. After you guys put back your clothes on and leave the stall, you may have put on your skirt on the wrong way, making your ass visible. Theodore couldn’t resist but take you back into the stall for round 2…

[girlsdads]

neurosurgery resident max the night before he’s scheduled to fly solo for the first time (he’s gonna be performing an awake craniotomy i decided), he can’t sleep bc he’s so anxious about doing everything right, normally he would jerk off to fall asleep but he’s like what if i accidentally jerk off too hard and my wrist is sore tomorrow and i fuck up someone’s actual brain

i lost the plot completely after this but lfg

he texts daniel who is also a surgical resident (he’s in trauma surgery so it’s still a precise field but more bloody and hectic and nobody he operates on is ever awake during it at least) and is like this sucks i need rest but i can’t sleep and i can’t jerk off bc i might sprain my wrist and then it will cramp tomorrow and i will stab my forceps into someone’s good brain tissue and daniel is like jeez max how hard do you jerk off lol. max is like *pouts, kicks his feet and pulls pillow over his face in frustration* dont make fun of me daniel this is very serious what do i do. daniel is like okay i’ll be there soon, be hard when i get there.

max is like what. but he’s honestly already at half mast from mentioning to daniel about jerking off and daniel is always taking care of him and max trusts him that he will actually help even if he has no idea what’s in store. there’s a little kernel of hope that maybe daniel means to get him off himself, but as max lays there hard and leaking as he waits for daniel to come over he tries not to get his hopes up even if what the fuck else would daniel say to be hard for.

daniel takes longer than expected to get to max’s apartment and by the time he finally arrives max is sweating and panting and about ready to tear his hair out if he doesn’t get to come or sleep or both. daniel approaches max’s bed (he has a key of course) and is stripping off his pants and underwear as he does (he keeps on his oversized hoodie from med school bc cozy), his cock is big and also getting hard and max hopes so much that daniel will wrap one of his lovely hands around max or maybe he will even grind his cock up against max’s and max can come that way.

max almost blacks out as daniel knee walks on the bed to straddle his hips and says softly tell me to stop if this isn’t ok, reaches back to spread himself open and lowers down to tease his hole over the soaked head of max’s cock. max is struck completely dumb as he feels daniel start to open around him, feels him already soft and wet and hot like he got himself ready beforehand because he was planning to do this for max.

daniel has barely sat all the way down on max’s dick before max can’t help but come right into daniel, bare and sloppy and perfect. when he’s done he makes grabby hands to daniel to get him to shimmy forward so he’s straddling max’s face, max is trying to hold his thighs and his hips and just grab him everywhere but daniel is like shhh baby you need these hands to be rested and gently holds max’s wrists and presses his hands down against the mattress by his sides, says be a good boy and keep them there for me, max nods because anything daniel, anything. daniel sits right down on max’s face and grinds on his tongue and his chin and his perfect nose until he comes all over max’s forehead and hair and a little on the pillows. daniel licks the come off max’s face then goes to the bathroom to clean himself out and comes back with a damp cloth to get the sticky remnants off max’s skin. daniel cuddles up to max after and max is asleep almost instantly, feeling safe and relaxed and happy.

the next day max nails his procedure, the patient does great and is recovering well in the PACU when his attending comes over and compliments the impeccable steadiness of his hands. max hopes the sickly fluorescent lighting overhead washes him out enough to hide his immediate flush.

max goes on to become one of the world’s leading neurosurgeons and daniel still sits on his cock whenever he can before max has a scheduled surgery the end.

[noradegrantz]

Match Made In Heaven

college student! Anakin x fem! reader

warnings: sexual content, implied smut, fingering, established relationship, public sex

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this small fanfic is inspired by Lana Del Rey’s unreleased song “Match made in heaven”

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

It’s my first time writing a fanfic so please excuse any typos etc <\3

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After finishing with your homework, you arrived back at Anakin’s place. He’s everything you could have asked for. Curly dark hair, blue dreamy eyes, that masculine big figure and on top of that, his overprotection. Everything you could have asked for. Everything you always wanted. All the girls in college were jealous of you two and that’s a fact. At school you always tried to maintain a good behavior around everyone, you tried to act nice and not really touchy with Anakin. Which usually led you to getting pounded by your boyfriend inside the janitor’s room…

It was one of those days today. One of those which started off by you waking up tired and still sleepy. It’s not your fault though. Anakin was the one who came at your window around 1am just to see you, which led into making out and getting pretty handsy with you till 4am…

You woke up so sore today. Just wanted to sleep again. However, you move those thoughts aside and started getting dressed for the day. You met up with him before class to have a chat about this. He noticed that you seemed tired, so he was the one who suggested it. He went to the cafeteria and grabbed two coffees. He sat down on a nearby bench away from prying eyes, as you sat on his lap and played with your hair, looking down while his hand was resting on your waist. With a worried look, he touched your thigh and said

“Love, you seem really tired. Are you all right?”

he then smirked and playfully said

“I didn’t go overboard last night, did I??”

You instantly started blushing, and you lightly slapped his chest. Then you muttered

“A-Ani…stop teasing me…”

You pout and cross your arms while looking away. He smiled playfully and moved his hand under your skirt. Then he started caressing your thigh. He then playfully said again.

“What? Ain’t it true babe?” he smirked.

“Come on… don’t act like you weren’t asking for more every five minutes doll…”

He moved his hand closer to your panties. He moved them aside and started rubbing circles around your clit. You hissed in pleasure.

“You’re soaking wet darlin..”

he said as he slowly pushed two fingers inside.

“Ani…” you moaned quietly.

“Not here…please..w-we are in public..”

you said, trying to softly push his hand away.

“Shhh…now doll. Don’t worry. There’s nobody here except you and me. Calm down babe..”

He said, moving faster.

Shortly after you came in his fingers, he smiled playfully as you were staring at him, while breathing heavily. Your chest was moving up and down as you were in your college uniform. He fixed your panties and waited a while so you could regain your senses after your orgasm.

“How are you feeling y/n? I didn’t go overboard this time, right?”

He said, this time with a soft, but worried look.

“I’m okay Ani, it’s alright”

you said, forming a smile. You waited a bit, so you could find your composure again before heading to class. The day went smoothly.After you finished school, you crashed back at his place. His parents weren’t home so you both knew what that means…

You two were truly, a match made in heaven <3

here’s the song as well,

in case you wanna listen to it ! ✧˖°.

[equalheart]

enhypen when you get stood up / rejected / dumped

comedic fluff! enhypen!member x reader w: sad-ish? content. y/n is kinda “cheating” since they kiss someone RIGHT after breaking up… ©equalheart REPOST FROM HYKAI ⋆ ࣪. ୧ ♡ ୨ ִ ۫ ⁎ . i really wanted to write something like this, to avoid repetitiveness i added 3 different scenerios. sorry if this is confusing!

양정원 (YANG JUNGWON) — Stood Up

You were walking along in a park by the place your date was supposed to be. You felt like crying. After talking to this guy for a few weeks, you’d expect him to show up, right? What a waste of time. You’re walking peacefully when a dog runs straight at you and starts sniffing your feet. An owner quickly runs towards you. “Maeumi!” he quickly scoops the dog up into his arms. “I’m so sorry! I let her off her leash for one second and she—” he looks up, “Y/n?”

You realise who you’re talking to. It’s Yang Jungwon from your extended-maths class. “Oh, hi!” you try to cheer up. “Is this your dog?” he smiled while looking at Maeumi, who quickly gave a lick to his face. “Her name is Maeumi, do you wanna pet her?” you don’t decline, letting the fluffy dog run straight to your arms, licking your face as well. “I heard you were busy today.” randomly, it comes out of him, and you deeply sigh. “Yeah, I was supposed to go on a date. But the guy didn’t even show up.” Jungwon also lets out a deep sigh. He doesn’t know if he should feel angry for you, sad for you, or if he’s allowed to feel anything for you. But he feels relieved. “I’m happy he didn’t show up. Now you’re here with me.” He grins at you, Maeumi in his lap.

"Why is that? Do you like me or something?" You laugh until noticing he's gone silent. when you look back up at him, he bites down on his lower lip while looking down; like a sad puppy. "Wait, you like me?" He blushes and nods his head 'yes.' "Well, there's no doubt you're better than the guy who ditched me today. should we go on a date right now?" His eyes shoot up. "You like me too?" you giggle at his reaction. "Let's just say, I'm interested." "Then.. Let's consider this a date." He smiles at you and lets go of Maeumi, while she runs around you in circles. "First I'll have to drop her off at home." He giggles.

이희승 (LEE HEESEUNG) — Rejected

“Hah, why would I date you?” you’re on campus of your university, and your year long crush has just... rejected you? He’s been flirting with you, so it’s not surprising that this will be an extra shock to you. “I—” you stare at him, at a loss for words. “Y/n, nobody would like someone like you” you feel glossy eyes and also enraged. How could he say this after mentioning that his parents would love you? Even when you weren’t dating. A waste of time. Suddenly, you feel an arm around your shoulder. “I like them.” you turn around to see Lee Heeseung. You’ve talked to him about some lectures in groups, but nothing more than that—so what’s he saying? “I like Y/n. If you’re just gonna toy with them, leave them alone.” he raises an eyebrow and you watch your crush, or, well, ex-crush scoff and walk away, cussing at the ground.

Heeseung’s arm falls off your shoulder immediately. “I’m sorry for touching you, are you alright?” you tear up and he pats you back. “Shhh, he’s just a jerk, okay? Forget him.” your vision is foggy as you look at him. “Why’d you help me?” he looks at you blankly for a second, like a deer struck by headlights. “Didn’t you hear me? I said "I like you.”

박종성 (PARK JONGSEONG)  — Dumped

You call Jay on the phone, crying rather loudly. "Y/n? What's wrong?" He sounds alert. "I got dumped." You say between sniffles. Those words cause Jay to hang up on you. What the hell? What a jerk, you thought. - An hour passes and you've been watching a kdrama while crying your eyes out. There's a sudden knock at your door, and you open it to see Jay. You shut the door immediately. "Leave." You state as he jiggles the doorknob. "Y/n, wait. I'm sorry it took me so long there was traffic, and you know the ice cream place is far from my house!" Confusion takes over you as you slowly unlock and open the door. He continues: "Here, I got you all your favourite things. Do you want me to stay, or should I go..?" You take two white plastic bags from his hands. "You jerk. You suck." Now he's confused. "Should I??" he pointed to the street, more directly to his car. "How dare you hang up on me! Do you know how upset I was?" You pull him into the house, not noticing how he tripped over your shoe and stumbled forward, pushing himself to the nearest wall, with you in front of him. "O-Oh, i'm sorry—I was just trying to get here as fast as possible.” You can feel his hot breath fanning against your neck as he talks. "It's okay! It’s fine, don't worry." you blush and walk away, sitting back on the couch, now with your snacks. Jay stayed there, pinning air against the wall as he covered his mouth with his other hand. Shit. He was blushing like crazy.

심재윤 (SIM JAEYUN)  — Dumped

You're at Jake's house. in his room, sobbing on his gaming chair. "And then he just said it's over." You completed your story, not without at least one billion sniffles along the way. You knew you could rely on Jake, your best friend since almost forever, to comfort you. "Yeah? I'm sorry, Y/n. You deserved better." Your eyes sparkle in admiration and your eyes flashback distant memories from when you had a crush on Jake. Your heart aches. He was so perfect, but you were both young, and you didn't wanna risk losing him. "Jake.. Could I hug you?" He blanks out for a second before responding. "Of course! Sure! Just don't get any snot on me." Your face turns red in embarrassment and he notices. "Kidding, obviously!" He hugs you and you hold him tight.

After a few seconds, Jake tries to pull away, but you pull him tighter—maybe just a little too tight. From pulling Jake, his body weight was on you now and his gaming chair could not handle that; it toppled over. You were laying down on the chair, which was now flipped on its back (so you were still technically on it) when you realised Jake was on top of you. Woah. You both made eye contact for a split second before he got off. "Oh my gosh, Y/n, i'm sorry!" His cheeks are pink from prior. You just giggle. "No, seriously it's fine. It was my fault anyway." He looks at you, slowly speaking up. "In that case.. Wanna do it again?"

박성훈 (PARK SUNGHOON) — Rejected

It was embarrassing, getting rejected. And you needed someone to talk to. You went to your first and only resort, your best friend, Park Sunghoon. Something about the sparkle in your eyes while talking about him made Sunghoon uncomfortable. Did you like him that much? Come on. You barely knew him. Sunghoon decides not to speak on his thoughts and listen to what you have to say instead. He was always a good listener anyway.  But when you get to a point talking about stuff you “did wrong”, he can’t hold back any longer. “Y/n.” his sharp voice catches you off guard, and your eyes avert to him. “You did nothing wrong, okay? Just because you thought he liked you doesn’t mean you were wrong. He totally led you on and played with your feelings.” You feel tears wither up into your eyes and you clasp onto Sunghoon’s waist. It takes him by surprise, but he wraps his arms around yours. “Thank you, Hoon.”

김선우 (KIM SEONWOO) — Stood up

Sunoo could not believe what he was hearing. How could someone as pretty, kind, and sweet as you get stood up? I mean, the guy promised he'd show up. What a jerk. Sunoo stayed by your side as you ranted about how long you took getting ready, and how nervous you were. At first, you were a little upset, but then you were just irritated. You got all dressed up and ready for absolutely nothing. What a waste of time. Sunoo, unlike you, was furious. He asked (begged) for the guy's number so he could meet him, but you declined. Being petty wouldn't get you back time. "I give up on dating people." you sigh, and Sunoo panics. "You can't give up! There's still someone out there waiting for you!'' His sudden defensiveness leaves you confused. "And who would that be." you roll your eyes, sipping the water he brought for you earlier. "…. Me."

西村 力 (NISHIMURA RIKI) — Rejected

Before you even came up to Ni-ki, he could sense something was wrong—His spidey senses were tingling. He saw the small tear droplets formed in your eyes and sighs, pushing a stand of hair out of your face. His eyebrows were furrowed while he studied your sad features. "I thought you said you were absolutely confident he liked you back?" You sniffle a bit and he can't help but chuckle. "Idiot." He whispers under his breath. Ni-ki's face holds a soft smile, his eyes holding oceans of stars. "Hey!" You punch him and he lets out a fake cry. "Maybe he changed his mind." You huff at him.

Not a great situation for jokes, but Ni-ki always managed to make you laugh. "You should've stayed with me.." He pats your head, still making eye contact even if he's towering over you.  "You know I'd treat you better." Your heart flutters. How could it not? But it was for your friend. Was this wrong? You give him a confused expression, still at a loss of words from his actions. "Y/n, you don't know? You really  don't know?" His blank expression still confused you, and a slow, soft smile appeared in his mouth. He bends down to your level, and your eyes widen. He's.. super attractive. How couldn't you notice him before? "I like you."

[zerobasekazuha]

“Shhh quiet we can’t get caught!”

Pairing: AMAB Venture x Fem reader

Warnings: Oral (fem giving) cursing

Genre: Fluff/Smut

A/N: So I came across this tweet in Twitter from the same user who inspired me to do the pizza person Venture. They have such amazing ideas and y’all should def follow the twitter @/staplesquid thank you for the ideas!!

Who told Sloan that this would be a great idea?Oh right, Y/n did. So how did they get stuck in this situation where they are body to body pressed against their best friend in between a very small alleyway with their hand over her mouth? And to top it off with police who are looking for them. Well it started earlier on that day..

Y/n was an artist. They used many different materials and techniques. Her art style changed ever so often. This point in time it was graffiti. She brought multiple cans in different colors. She researched spots in town and even asked around on online forums and eventually came across the perfect spot. However it was in one of the most crime ridden spots in the city. And with no other choice she contacted Sloan to come with her.

Sloan just finished in the shower their hair was dripping wet as the windows and the mirror was fogged up. They noticed their phone light up, quickly turning down the music they had blasting then right back up to the main volume. It was a text message. They took a quick glance at it only reading the words city and alone.

It alerted them and they quickly picked up their phone trying not to drop it in the toilet as well before opening it and reading over the text. They took a sigh of relief when they read the entire text. Y/n asked if they wanted to go to a certain part of the city together because she didn’t want to go alone. They quickly sent a text saying that they would and they would be finished getting ready.

Y/n told them to wear baggy clothing and that she had a gas mask for them. And soon enough there they were taking the number 67 bus down to the worst part of the city. They looked unsuspecting enough. Two people wearing baggy clothing, one with a larger tote bag and the other carrying yet a smaller one. Both however wearing black masks. Any normal person would think they were a couple. Eventually they got off at a stop down the street from where the location was.

It seemed to be a poverty stricken street. There were deteriorating homes and people sleeping outside. Depressing to look at. The streets were also a mess with all kinds of trash around. Sloane looked at Y/n and wondered why the hell she was bringing them out here. “So…Sketchy part of town…? Going to explain why we’re out here?” They asked not knowing what was even in her tote bag.

“You know how I mentioned I wanted to do something new with my art?” Y/n asked smiling at them. They nodded wondering what point she was getting at. “Well we’re going to do some graffiti.” She said quieter than before. Sloan was completely surprised. They didn’t expect this from her. Especially considering that graffiti was a crime in their city. They continued walking with Y/n with their heart pounding in their chest as it progressively seemed to get darker.

The two ended up at an abandoned subway. Ever since the city built new lines older ones like these got left behind to just deteriorate. Little did they know the cameras were still in tact. Walking past all the other pieces if art Y/n stopped them at a close enough blank canvas. She set down her tote bag and the cans seemed to clatter inside as she opened the zipper.

“Take this.” She tossed Sloan one of the gas masks. Making sure that they changed the masks in the dark so nobody could suspect the two. After she turned on the flashlight. Pointing it at the canvas. “So take a can and go nuts.”

They spent around an hour doing what they could all the different colors and layers. Eventually it was an outstanding piece of art that differed all the others there. While Sloan drew mini stick figures. Sloan stood back to admire the painting of what had been made. “You’re such a great artist! How did you ever think of that!?” Y/n smiled under her mask. “Oh just some inspiration.”

But their time to bask in the art was limited. They could hear police sirens in the background. Then footsteps and the sound of a radio got closer and closer. The two ran off, leaving behind the extra spray cans and the flashlight and only took the empty tote bags with them.

The police chased after the two not too close behind them but not to far as well. Sloan hadn’t felt the first rush of adrenaline in forever. They kept running and running turning corners and going any direction to loose them. Sloan then found an alleyway and pulled Y/n in there with them. Pressing their bodies right next to each other and with them covering her mouth.

And that’s how they got there. The two were slowing their breathing as the police walked down close to where they were. She almost began to panic. Sloan could feel it with how she was beginning to hyperventilate. Sloan leaned down to reach her ear. They whispered in it because the last thing they wanted was a felony for abstracting federal property. “Calm down. Hush be quiet before we get caught.” They said slowly but also almost sweet like honey.

Y/n listened to them fixing her breathing and just resting against them. But feeling how close Y/n was to them was so…addicting to them. Of course she’s sat on their lap before when needed but this was different. This was the worst time to be getting aroused but they almost couldn’t help it. They thought only for a split second how sexy it would be to do what they wanted there while also hiding out away from the police. Public indecency and defacing federal property didn’t sound like two terrible charges to them.

Sloan had to think straight. They shook their head as the gas mask rested against their neck. They must have taken it off when they ran. They were thinking about her, until she seemed to be moving against them. Knocking them out of their slight daydream. The friction Sloan was feeling made them clench their jaw just slightly. “What are you doing?!” They whispered trying not to enjoy how it felt.

“It’s just a tight squeeze. My legs are falling asleep.” She whispered back trying to get comfortable. The police footsteps getting closer. She stopped moving, feeling something rest against her. She looked back at Sloan in the darkness. “Really? Now?” She whispered to them. Sloan blushed trying not to look back at her.

“I can’t help it!” Sloan whispered. They covered her mouth once again as they heard the footsteps get closer. Walking right past them. She squirmed in front of them almost on purpose feeling how much harder them seemed to get. In Sloans mind they could only wonder what she was doing to them? Was this to tease them on purpose?

The police seemed to get only slightly farther before stopping and having a conversation. “Those damn kids. Those little fuckers do this all the time. We ain’t gonna catch one.” Said one of the officers kicking a rock into the distance. “Let’s go back to the station. They need to hurry up and demolish this piece of shit so we don’t have to keep going down here.” The other said. Eventually the footsteps and the radio chatter faded. And now it was only the two of them left.

Y/n managed to turn around to look at them. “Okay their gone we should-“ Sloan kissed her. One hand on her waist and the other on the wall to support them. Y/n was surprised but kissed them back. Once Sloan broke away they looked down at her, loosing all sense of rational thought. “No you don’t get to go just yet.”

“W-what but the cops-“ “I don’t care about the cops they’re gone now. You don’t get to do that and act all innocent.” “Do what? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Very clear lie from Y/n. She knew she was lying. Something about seeing their best friend try to hold back from her is arousing to say the least. In her opinion.

“So how about I show you because you don’t know.” Sloan took her hand pressing it to the bulge that seemed to be proud in front of the cargo pants they wore. Y/n looked down at it then back up at them. “So what?” She asked almost hoping they would give her the green light to do something about it.

“Well genius, you dragged me out here, nearly got both of us a felony…a misdemeanor couldn’t hurt.” Y/n looked around it was dark, nobody would catch them but public indecency isn’t just a misdemeanor. “You mean us being put on a list?” “Oh right. Well it won’t happen if we don’t get caught. You just have to stay quiet.”

It didn’t take long for Sloan to kiss her again, this time much more passionate and deeper. Almost like they were yearning for her all this time without saying anything. But there was something else underlying in the kiss. It was hunger. Their hands first rested on her waist, however they could feel hers pulling them closer in the already cramped alleyway.

Sloan wasn’t even sure they could fully go through with anything here but anything is possible. They had to rush however, it was getting darker and darker and they wouldn’t want to miss the last bus that ran in this area. They could feel Y/n wrap her fingers around their belt loops, unbuttoning the front of their cargos and sliding it down their legs. Sloan almost was at a loss for words.

Feeling her hand palming their boxers made them sharply inhale, their head tilting back against the wall. They were too in bliss to realize that instead of her hand they felt her lips around the tip of their cock.

Each second that passed feeling Y/n take more of them down her throat, the saliva running down the side of her mouth as she looked up at them in the darkness. Sloan grabbed the top of her head squeezing her hair feeling each movement of her tongue on them.

Sloan bit their lip to prevent themselves from moaning. They didn’t want to make more noise than they were supposed to. They took sharp breath before looking down at her, their eyes almost showing how desperate they were. With each moment that passed the closer they got to their release. Almost like it was within grasp.

“Oh please I-I’m going to-“ Y/n pulled back using her hands as she heard Sloan. They couldn’t stop themselves as they came on her hands. They tried to catch their breath as she looked at the mess on her hands.

“So uh…again at my place?” Sloan asked as they walked out the abandoned station together, going back to the bus stop to wait for the next bus. “I don’t see why not.” She added smiling at them before the bus pulled up.

This came out extremely late but I had severe writers block and I had to use that time to do other hobbies. But it’s here like I said it would be!!

[saturnluvva]

CHILDS PLAY

Pairings: dad!matt + fem!reader

Summary: When Matt and Chris accidentally feed you and Matt’s daughter Arianna something she isn't supposed to eat so now you have to deal with it

A/N : this lowkey Sucks but I love this song so Im posting this anyways😋

Chris

Nick

Matt

Y/n

Madi

Nate

MONDAY 8:30

You’d just gotten home from work and decided to surprise your boyfriend and your 1 year old daughter by not telling them when you'd be getting home.

When you got to your front door you twisted the doorknob and walked into your living room

You then noticed that nobody was in there so you walked into the kitchen and the first thing you saw was Matt and Chris wiping Arianna’s mouth and feeding her sips of water and Matt whispering stuff like “Shh it’s gonna be okay” “Shhh please mommy’s gonna be home soon and “we don’t wanna get caught! Now do we?” To Arianna

Chris whispered similar things like “you’re gonna be okay” and “it’s not that bad is it?” To her also

Just then Matt moved a little bit and Arianna saw you “Mommy!” Just then Matt turned over to you “You’re home early! How was work?” Chris also turned around “You look good! New hairstyle?”

“Why is my 1 year old in her high chair, getting drowned in water, and being aggressively SCRAPED with paper towels”

“Matt did it!” Chris pointed at Matt instantly “Snitch!” Matt then punched Chris’s shoulder “Matt what did you do?!” “I may or may not have accidentally fed her something with really hot hot sauce in it” You blinked several times and walked out of the kitchen

after you found out what Matt did you ended up calling Nick and Madi, who were two people you knew you could count on in situations like this one. You instantly dialed their numbers

“Hey” “Hey! Why'd you call?” “guess what Matt and Chris did!” “uh ohh..” “What?” “They gave Arianna HOT sauce!” “oh my god..” “Why?!” “I have NO idea!” “Can you guys please come over and help me?” “I'm actually about to go to bed sorry!” “I'll be there in a few minutes!” “okay cool” You then hung up and walked back into the kitchen.

“Nicks coming over soon” “why?” “because I need help with dealing with YOUR mistake!” “fair.” “heh..bitched” matt then hit Chris’s shoulder again

You and Nick had been giving Arianna spoonfuls of yogurt, glasses full of water and milk, and even combined water and milk in one singular cup and luckily it worked.

MONDAY 11:30

You and Matt were now in bed and Arianna was asleep. Chris and Nick went home as well

“You know I'm never leaving you alone with Arianna right?” “What?! That's not fair!” “fine! I won't leave hot sauce in the house when I'm not here!” “Okay deal!” Matt started chuckling and so did you as you then laid down on his chest

“You forgive me tho right?” “eh maybe.” “maybe?!” “yeah. Maybe” matt rolled his eyes and started playing with your hair “goodnight” “good night!”

[daydreams-after-dark]

You being besties with Skz & at an after party you all are getting drunk. Felix & the rest of the members can’t keep their eyes off you. After a while you end up in Felix lap still talking casually with everyone. But Felix & Seungmin whose sitting right next to you two can’t keep their hands off you. Nobody says anything & just enjoy the show?

Yea yu got my head a mess from the Minsung sandwich. I need some Seunglix too🥰

🎀

Oooh imagine...

MDNI // ADULT CONTENT BELOW

You're just hanging out with your buddies skz, and Felix pulls you onto his lap. "Y/n, you haven't talked to me yet." he teases, wrapping his arm around you. You melt into his chest because you feel so comfortable with him. Maybe you could persuade him to give you a little massage?

You notice Suengmin's eyes land on your bare knee, your tartan pleated skirt is very short, and Seungmin is very horny.

Your breath hitches when Felix nibbles your neck. "y/n, you're looking scrumptious tonight, love." he whispers against your skin. It tickles, and causes you to flap your legs around a little, and when they land on Seungmin, well, it's game over for you.

You attempt to move your legs off of him, but Seungmin grabs your calf, forcing you to stay in place. He licks his lips as his eyes rake over your leg, all the way up your skirt to find you're pantiless.

He turns to Felix and whispers in his ear, and you pretend you're listening to the conversation around you. But you're feeling hot. And wet.

Felix's hand slips up your inner thigh to check (clarify? Confirm?) that you are indeed sans panties.

You whimper and tense up. But Seungmin’s hand is exploring up towards your cunt too, squeezing your inner thigh hard along the way. Felix continues to pepper kisses along the skin on your neck, whispering words like "shhh...relax, let us play with you." and "so wet and needy."

Felix holds your thigh open while Seungmin plunges two fingers inside you. "What a slutty little girl. Look around you." he says low.

You look around the room to find it quiet. All eyes on you and what it is unfolding. You feel embarrassed watching everyone watch you being finger fucked, that you don't even notice when Seungmin dives under your skirt and starts lapping at your clit.

"Oh fuck!" you cry out and tilt your head back. Felix takes this chance to undo your blouse and pull your breasts out of your bra cups. He sucks on a nipple while Seungmin eats you like a delicious dessert.

Your moans grow louder as you’re forced closer and closer to climaxing.

“Come for us, sweetheart.” Felix whispers and you come undone, making a mess all over Seungmin’s face and fingers. He helps you ride out your high before he comes up grinning like a goofball, his face covered in your arousal.

You look around the room to find six pairs of lust-filled eyes on you.

…

Just a quick Drabble.

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[funera1pyre]

iii is fuming.

right before the show, the two of you had fought. it was just some minor scuffle, but the fact that iii had to go out and play with your fight still looming in his mind was killing him.

during the show, he had begun to realize how in the wrong he was, which led to him screwing up a few songs. nobody really noticed it, but he sure did. he was mentally screaming at himself up until the show concluded. iv could tell something was up, as he kept shooting glances at him.

as soon as the show was over, iii hurried backstage, hanging up his bass and making his way to find you. after looking, he found you sitting on a chair backstage playing on your phone. without a word, he grabbed your hand and tore you off the chair.

you jumped at the sudden treatment, iii was obviously upset, he hadn’t even started to take off his stage outfit before coming to see you. he led the two of you to the closest closed off room he could find and locked the door.

slamming you up against the wall, he grabbed your leg and hiked it up around his waist, gripping tightly. he’s staring right at you, his black hair slightly over his eyes as he’s breathing heavily.

“iii, i-” you begin before he rips off his mask and slams his lips against yours. the kiss is dominant as he pulls your body closer against his, and he can feel your heart pounding. you’re his girl, and he shouldn’t have argued with you over something so stupid.

pulling away, he’s looking down at you with love. the red paint fades slightly on his face where his mask was, going down his neck.

“listen, i fucking love you. that entire time i was so upset with myself i wanted to scream. i was a fucking douchebag and i was wrong. i’m sorry. now let me make it up to you.” he places his red painted hand softly around your throat. being in your presence is beginning to calm him down, but his anger with himself still surfaces. he needs to fuck you.

his words blow the wind right out of you. with a smirk, running your fingers down his chest, you say, “show me how sorry you are.”

he quickly runs his hand under your shirt and grabs onto your chest, slamming his lips back to yours. the kiss is full of lust and possessiveness. “perfect fucking tits” he mutters and you can feel him becoming hard against you. you trail your hand down to his bulge and palm him gently. he’s so fucking big under your small hand, and it drives you crazy. you’re just as obsessed with him as he is with you.

you let out a moan when he twists your nipple between his fingers, and iii clasps his hand over your mouth. “shhh love, gotta be quiet, don’t want anyone to hear me claiming you do you?”

yanking your pants down in one swift movement, iii shoves his fingers in his mouth before sliding them softly into your wetness, thrusting gently as you moan into his hand. the possessiveness radiating off of him has you dizzy.

“please fuck me iii.” you try to speak as clearly as you can with his hand over your mouth.

“atta girl,” he pushes his cock into you in one quick thrust, making you gasp in pleasure. as many times that you’ve taken his dick, the stretch is always intense with his massive size.

you could hear people outside the door cleaning up from the show. iii was slamming his hips into yours and his hand remained clamped over your mouth. his gaze remained fixed on yours, eyes full of lust and adoration for you.

his pace was quick and rough like he had nothing on his mind but you. you couldn’t help but admire how sexy he looked, messy black hair covering his sweaty forehead and his eyes clouded over. the red paint was starting to smear.

as much as you wanted to be loud with how good iii was making you feel, the idea of the other boys or any of the crew hearing you had you holding back your noises. or maybe you wanted them to hear you, hear iii fucking you backstage. it was so risky and hot.

“god i fucking love you,” he breathed out as he felt you clench around him, your moans muffled by his hand. “gonna cum for me pretty girl? hmm? cmon give it to me.”

with his sweet words you came all over his dick, iii moaned as he felt it and with one quiet groan he released inside you. he slowed his pace, riding out your highs and pulling his hand off your mouth to place a sweet kiss on your lips.

“forgive me, baby?” he smirks, breathing heavily and cupping your face.

you giggle kissing the tip of his nose. “of course i do. now let’s get going before the others start to-”

you’re cut off with a rattling of the doorknob from the other side, you and iii’s eyes darting towards it. “iii? you in there?”

“better get going,” iii whispers with a smirk.

[kiestrokes]

astringe | NSFW

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Reader/You/Yn Rating: NSFW! Mature (18+) Minors DNI. Word Count: 2516 Genre: smut, porn without plot, friends to casual lovers. Warnings: artsy undercut Hyunjin from the last month + 2023 VMA's, college, art school, a variety of kissing, handholding, Hyunjin is confident, mentions of a fantasy book featuring a blood mage which is a nod to @chans-room and a lovely fic they are crafting up.

Sexually Explicit Content: consented choking (this is the main focus of this fic DO NOT read if you don't enjoy choking in theory or real life), sexual intercourse (penis in vagina) cowgirl, missionary, some breast play but not really, mutual orgasms. let me know if I missed anything!

Summary: Things get a little tense in the library when your best friend innocently discovers your secret asphyxiation kink. He just wanted a better angle of your neck, but now that he's found it, how could he not toy with you a little?

🗝️ Note: sooo this brain rot had consumed me all of my workday yesterday and was only intensified after that undercut reveal at the VMA's. Hyunjin has been a fucking menace lately and I just needed to yeet this my from my brain. So yea, enjoy 🙏🏼thank you to B for their lovely beta read 🖤

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted in this story.

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You’re tucked away into what is arguably your favorite place on campus- a window alcove nestled between two rows of bookshelves stocked with the full collection of Oxford dictionaries that nobody ever uses anymore. Thanks to the invention of smartphones.

Your best friend, sketching away on the window sill across from you as the sun descends into twilight. 

Hyunjin looks every part the troubled artist; a black sweater draped over his broad shoulders, dark hair pulled back nonchalantly, displaying his freshly shaved undercut, silver-rimmed glasses glinting under the fading halogen bulbs, a singular black nail pinching a bit of oil crayon as it glides across the thick paper of his sketchbook and rambling about how he needs to work on specific body parts more. 

You’re immersed in your fantasy novel, humming along, without the notion that you are his current subject or what he is saying at this point. The handsome blood mage has captured the warrior princess and is taking her back to his- 

Hyunjin’s hands are suddenly around your throat and your brain doesn't have time to stop the strangled moan that leaves your lips. Your book topples to the carpeted floor with a soft thud, announcing the loss of your place. You regain enough awareness to fight off your body's natural response to this type of touch. How you want to close your eyes, to sink into the hand cupping your neck, and relinquish control. 

Hyunjin’s observant gaze catches it and a mischievous smirk marks his beautiful lips. Slowly he begins to toy with your neck, turning you at angles with a slight flex of his fingers and jut of his thumb into your jawbone. Pretending to sketch the slopes and hollows of your throat, his interest already elsewhere. He grasps the column suddenly and your spine snaps arching your chest forward with a moan, your own hands clawing helplessly at the denim of your pants.  

“Shhh, you don’t want anyone to hear you.” His tongue toys with his top lip as he strokes your throat firmly with his thumb. 

“Hyun-” 

Hyunjin squeezes again, his gaze cutting to yours, the intensity of his eyes causing a whine to get caught in your chest.

He abandons the sketchbook and slips up next to you, his large thigh pressing into yours. His arm comes to rest between your breasts, rising and falling with your rapid breathing. 

“Does this turn you on?” 

You nod subtly. Head kicking back as he gifts you with another squeeze for answering his question honestly, biting your lip hard to keep all sounds locked behind your teeth. 

“Why aren’t you stopping me?” He looks at you from under his brow, smiling almost wickedly. 

Your lip slips from your teeth and a whimper escapes, Hyunjin rewards you with a firm press to the sides of your neck. You can feel your pulse thrumming against the tips of his fingers, and your eyes close in an attempt to calm your breathing.

“Do you want me?” Hyunjin’s cool breath fans across your lashes.

“Yes,” You whisper.

Hyunjin’s hand slips up to cup your jaw, his thumb caressing your lip before tugging it down. Your eyes snap open to find his gaze focused on his hand, and your lips. Then he's standing suddenly, like nothing had just occurred between the two of you. Calmly collecting his things, and slipping them into his bag along with your book he retrieves from the floor. 

Not a word is spoken until he looks down at you expectantly, “Let's go then.”  

You stand up shakily and Hyunjin wraps your hand in his, tucking you into his side and turning the two of you toward the exit. Hyunjin smiles politely at the librarians as they wave goodbye on your way out. His other fingers interlocked with yours as he guides you toward the elevators.

Hyunjin had lucked out in having a solo artist suite above the library, your second favorite place on campus.

Inside the elevator, you watch him in the tin reflection. Hyunjin smirks back at you, slipping your hand into the pocket of his baggy pants, and pressing the tips of your fingers into his erection. You gasp and turn to look at him, but he’s already watching you. An unspoken acknowledgment that he wants you too.

Hyunjin’s eyes only intensified behind the magnification of his circular glasses. With all the metal surrounding you, you’re all too aware of the charged energy behind Hyunjin’s gaze. As if you were to reach out and touch the wall of the rattling lift, you would be electrocuted.

The elevator dings and you tear your eyes away from him. Hyunjin removes your hand from his pocket and pulls you out of the elevator, toward his room. He punches the code in with his free hand and gestures you inside, finally releasing your hand from his firm grasp. Inside, the room is the same as it always is; dimly lit by a single lamp by the bed, bathing everything in a buttery glow that softens the sharp edges of Hyunjin’s drawing desk and stacks of sketchbooks.

You slip your sandals off and pad unsurely over to the bed, toes pinching into the soft checkered rug at the foot of his bed. The heat of Hyunjin’s body alerts you that he has moved on from removing his shoes and hanging up his bag at the door. 

You tilt your head to look up at him, just as his eyes meet yours his hand is on your throat again, stroking up before spreading firmly across your larynx.

Hyunjin’s lip's part when you press into his hand, asking for more, consenting to be choked. His lashes flutter in a soft laugh when you moan at the squeeze he bestows. He presses his front to your back, his other hand slipping under your sweater, across the soft skin of your stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

“What a lovely little secret you kept from your best friend,” His lips ghost yours as he squeezes again, a groan erupting from your throat.

Hyunjin breathes a laugh as he shuffles you over to the bed, the front of his thighs pressing into the backs of yours as if you are a doll, marionetting you exactly where he wants.

Your knees bump into the end of the bed and Hyunjin’s hand slips from your throat, turning you around to face him and tossing you down on your back with a soft push. Your hands fist the soft gray fleece of his bedding, anchoring yourself to something, solidifying yourself in this moment.

He wastes no time ridding himself of his clothing, tugging off the sweater, dropping his pants and boxers to be shamelessly nude before you.

You gulp, gaze bouncing across the chiseled body of your best friend. Hyunjin smiles knowingly, everyone reacts to him this way, he just didn’t expect that switch to be so easily flipped on in you. He rakes a hand through his hair, tugging out the tie and allowing his dark locks freedom. While his other hand rises to remove the glasses.

“No-”

He stops and shoots you a quizzical look, one that is punctuated with a paradoxically cute tilt of his head.

“Leave them on.” 

He grins, “another kink.” 

Hyunjin rolls his tongue between his lips, as he bends to tug you down the bed by your thighs. The squeak that escapes your mouth earns you an affectionate chuckle from him and you relax at the familiar sound.

This is your best friend, he’s not some inexperienced man pretending to be a dominant. Hyunjin smiles at you as he feels your muscles release underneath his hands.

The urgency with how he undressed himself is the polar opposite of how he unclothes you. His slim fingers slowly unbutton your pants, methodologically like he’s molding your body like clay.

Committing each touch to memory to draw later, each feeling, each sound. The snap of your button, the zip of your pants, you watch his eyes observing every subtlety.

He bites his bottom lip at the tilt of your hips, his eyes tracing how the light casts shadows over the mound of your cunt.

The darkened valleys that your hip bones create as he shifts the denim down your thighs. He tosses them off to accompany his discarded clothing, absently tracing the malleolus of your ankle as he nestles himself between your open thighs. 

You move to sit up, thinking your shirt is next, but Hyunjin is quick- he pins you to the bed by your throat and the moan that escapes you is raw.

Hyunjin huffs at you, eyes lidding as the sound impacts him. With his hand firm on your throat, his other fingers dip into the band of your panties, middle finger diving into your slit. He moans himself, eyes closing in pleasure at discovering how wet you are. 

Hyunjin releases you altogether, bending over to grab a condom from the crystal ashtray on his nightstand. He rolls it over his length, and everything picks up speed.

Suddenly your panties are gone and Hyunjin spears open your lower lips with one hand, slapping the head of his cock on your swollen clit. You writhe, crying out at the sensation as he circles it with his tip. 

“Choking you makes you this wet?” Hyunjin’s eyes are on your face and you blink yours open at him, nodding. “Can you come from it?” 

“I don’t know, no one has ever tried. Most guys get too lost in-” You break off and he tilts his head, eyebrows rising slyly.

His tip breaks your entrance, “-this pussy?”

You arch off the bed when he thrusts into your bowed body causing you both to moan loudly.

Hyunjin climbs onto the bed, thighs slipping under yours as he presses your pelvis together.

“Oh fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight,” He heaves out in half moan, half laugh.

“Hyunjin-” you grasp at his arms on your hips and his fierce gaze meets yours as one hand takes its place on your throat, thrusting in and out a few times.

“Squeezing me just like this-shit” his hand on your throat tightens in a way that makes your eyes roll back.

Combined with the sensation of his dick rubbing snuggly into the front wall of your core. He has you panting and whimpering from both.

Hyunjin’s eyes burn into yours as he snaps his hips hard a few times before backing off of you entirely, his chest heaving slightly. You chase after him, legs sprawled open, and tug his mouth to yours with a fistful of his silken hair. 

He grins against your mouth, “That's it, show me what you want.” 

He slips back onto the bed, guiding you into his lap, and you comply, eagerly. Slowly sinking onto his length, only Hyunjin doesn’t want that, he slams you down by your hips and you both cry out at the stretch and clench of your cunt.

His hands drift up your sides, snatching the hem of your sweater, followed by a one-handed snap of your bra, before both are tossed off into the void of his darkened room. 

Hyunjin reclines back against the pillows fluffed up against the headboard, hands trailing down your chest. His right hand, the one that seems to be permanently tinted with oil crayon and kohl smudges your nipples as he grazes them. His pupils spread as he watches you, as you roll your hips forward just a little, to test how he feels in this position.

“It's not too deep for you?” He rolls up into you, bathing in your reaction as you arc forward, breasts thrust towards his face.

He does it again, this time his hand grasping your throat firmly as you shudder against him.

“No,” you moan, rubbing yourself shamelessly into his base.

Hyunjin’s lips part as you continue your gyrations, his hand on your throat constricts in response. You start to pant, your arousal beginning to climb again.

“Fuck” Hyunjin curses.

His pelvis tucking into the bed, away from you as you tighten around him. His other hand rocks your hips encouraging you to keep moving, and you do.

Your eyes lidded as you stare down at your beautiful best friend, his dark hair splayed across the pillows, metal rims of his glasses catching in the light.

Hyunjin smiles at you fondly, his own arousal flaming under your heated gaze. He squeezes your throat again, both of you moaning as you tremble around him. You start to rock, and Hyunjin’s head kicks back as you draw him out and your pussy sucks him back in with urgent strokes.

“Harder,” he bites between clenched teeth, and you slam your ass back, your hands grasping the arm linked to your throat for balance.

You’re not sure who is more lost in the sensation, you or Hyunjin. He lets out a suppressed moan, each time you sink fully into his lap. While you moan and pant unabashedly, gasping for breath as his fingertips alternate long squeezes with short tight ones against the column of your throat.

The coil of your climax sends your nipples into tight buds as it slips across your body, sinking into every muscle.

“Hyun-” you start, and he sits up smashing your lips to his, plush lips parting and tongue diving inside to swallow every moan you release.

With a firm hand on your throat, his hips match your pace, drilling up into you and no longer hiding his vocalization.

Hyunjin’s fingers squeeze tight and hold firm, causing you to burst around him. Overwhelmed not just from the asphyxiation but by his tongue tracing figure eights across yours and the swell of his cock stroking along your sensitive walls.

Arousal gushes out of you, wetting Hyunjin’s lap so that each thrust is announced with an undeniably intimate squelch.  You cry a strangled version of his name into his mouth, his lips still working yours until you’re bowing away from him, your spine curving you back. 

Hyunjin follows right behind you, fisting your throat one last time before his fingers splay open as he comes apart groaning your name. His head tossed back, hips shaking with effort as you continue to seize around him.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” he whispers as he collapses back against the headboard, “Mmm.”

Hyunjin rubs your thighs affectionately, rolling his hips into you one final time before pulling you down to lay on his chest.

The two of you lay there in near silence, the only sounds are your labored breaths returning to a normal pattern. Hyunjin idly draws lines along your spine, with the tips of his slender fingers as you come down from your high.

“Hyunjin,” you mumble against the valley of his clavicle.

“Hmmm?” He returns sleepily.

“This doesn’t change anything between us, right?” You lift your head to look at his face.

His eyes are closed, and he looks like a Grecian carved work of art. Full lips glistening with your exchanged saliva, cheekbones dewy from sweat. 

His hand on your back stills briefly, before flattened palms rub up your rib cage and his eyelashes flutter open to meet your anxious stare.

“A couple of fucks won’t change what's between us, honey.” He says firmly and you smile in relief pressing your forehead to his, he wastes no time in sealing his lips to yours.

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