#remember to find joy in the little things

[mylovesstuffs]

OT13 reacting to their s/o who loves smiles but feels insecure about showing their teeth

Request: Halooo I am the same anon that req wisdom tooth drabble!!! So can I req for svt ot13 s/o that love smile but never showed their teeth cause they're insecure with it?? I do have an open bite and I do be jealous w ppl that can smile with their normal teeth 🥲🥲 Also can I be ur ⭐️ anon??

A/N: This is dedicated to all kinds of smiles—big, small, toothy, closed, crooked, or perfectly aligned. It’s easy to compare ourselves to others, especially when society has such rigid standards for something as personal as a smile. But the truth is, the world isn’t looking for perfect smiles; it’s looking for your smile—the one that lights up the people around you, the one that reflects your joy, and the one that makes you you. Whether you’re someone who shows off their teeth confidently or someone who keeps their smiles shy, you are absolutely radiant just the way you are. I hope this reaction brings you warmth, and maybe even a little courage to embrace your smile, because SEVENTEEN and I think it’s the best one there is. Thank you for reading, and remember: your smile is a gift, not just to you but to everyone lucky enough to see it! 💛

I definitely encourage you to read everyone's part, especially Minghao's.

Seungcheol: Cheol would notice right away how you always smile with your lips closed. He’d encourage you without pushing too hard, so you’d catch him saying things like, “I love it when you smile—it’s my favorite thing about you.” And when you explain why you’re self-conscious, his protective mode kicks in. In his mind, you’re perfect exactly as you are. He’d make a habit of kissing your forehead after every smile, as if to say, Thank you for sharing this with me. Warm, comforting, and always your biggest cheerleader.

Jeonghan: Jeonghan is a tease—but in the sweetest way possible. He’d catch you hiding your teeth and tease you playfully about how even your shy smile could start a fan club. But deep down, he’d be the FIRST to remind you that nobody’s smile is ‘wrong’. He’d even come up with ridiculous scenarios like, “If anyone says anything about your teeth, I’ll report them to Smile Security.” Sure, it’s dramatic, but somehow it’s comforting. With him, you’d slowly start to see your smile through his eyes: bright, genuine, and absolutely worth showing off.

Joshua: Shua’s the ‘patient and reassuring’ type. He’d never rush you into anything but would always make it known how much he loves your smile—whether or not it shows your teeth. He’d probably sit with you one evening and casually mention how he used to be insecure about something too, just to remind you that everyone has their struggles. The way he’d look at you every time you smiled? Pure love and admiration. Slowly but surely, you’d start feeling like, Maybe my smile isn’t so bad after all.

Jun: Junhui wouldn’t even let you finish explaining your insecurity before he’d start showering you with compliments. He’d be so sweet and genuine about it too, like, “What? But your smile is so pretty! Have you seen yourself?” He’d probably find little ways to make you smile more, through goofy antics or heartfelt gestures. The best part? He’d never let you feel like you had to change—he loves your smile, whether it’s teeth-showing or not. And his genuine enthusiasm? It’s impossible not to feel a little brighter around him.

Hoshi: Hoshi would make it his personal mission to see your biggest, toothiest smile. He’s dramatic like that. He'd do the silliest things to make you laugh, like impersonating the other members or dancing in the weirdest ways (mind you he's performance team leader TT). When you finally let out a full smile, he’d stop mid-act and just stare. “Wow. That’s the one. That’s the smile that could light up a stadium.” And you’d know he’s not exaggerating (even though he’s Hoshi and exaggerates everything). It’s just how he loves—with his whole heart. I'm feeling soft :(

Wonwoo: He’d notice your insecurities but wouldn’t bring them up directly. Instead, would focus on making you comfortable and appreciated. He’d probably start complimenting you in subtle ways, like, “Your smile is really nice,” or “You look happiest when you smile.” Over time, his steady reassurance would make you feel less self-conscious. And when you finally smile without holding back, he’d just give you that soft, proud look, as if to say, See? I knew it was beautiful.

Woozi: Woozi would be a mix of logical and sweet about it. He’d listen to your reasons and then quietly debunk every single one of them, like, “Who said teeth have to be perfect to make a smile beautiful? That’s nonsense.” He’d focus more on how your smile makes him feel—happy, loved, and lucky to know you. And if you ever caught him sneaking a photo of you smiling? Just know it’s because he wants to remember how happy you looked in that moment.

Dokyeom: Oh boy, Seokmin would be all over this. He lives for smiles, especially yours. He’d probably start a whole campaign to make you feel better about it, complete with compliments, funny jokes, and random bursts of Look at that gorgeous smile! energy. You’d have no choice but to smile around him because he’s just that infectious. And when you finally let out a toothy grin, he’d gasp like, “I KNEW IT! YOU HAVE THE BEST SMILE IN THE WORLD!” Dramatic? Yes. Effective? Absolutely.

Mingyu: Kim Mingyu, the man he is, would be the type to go above and beyond to make you feel good about your smile. He’d start by complimenting you constantly and taking candid photos where you look natural and happy. Then, he’d show them to you like, “Look at this—your smile could cure my bad days.” He’d probably even bring it up to the members like, “Isn’t her smile the best thing ever?” And when you roll your eyes at him, he’d just grin and say, “See? Even your eyeroll smile is perfect.” AHHGHTCGTCGCFFCCT

Minghao: Hao would be supportive and no-nonsense. He’d listen to your insecurities, acknowledge your feelings, and then remind you that nobody’s perfect. “Imperfections make us human,” he’d say, and it would somehow hit deeper than you expected. He’d probably encourage you to focus on how your smile feels rather than how it looks, and over time, his grounded perspective would help you see your smile in a whole new light. With him (with others too), you’d start to appreciate the beauty in being uniquely you.

Seungkwan: Seungkwan would be the loudest advocate for your smile. “Are you kidding me!” He’d probably start hyping you up every time you smiled, to the point where it becomes impossible not to feel confident about it. And if anyone dared to say something negative about your teeth? Oh, he’d drag them to filth, no hesitation I'm telling you. With Seungkwan in your corner, you’d never have to doubt your smile again.

Vernon: He would be ridiculously sweet. He’d casually drop comments like, “Your smile’s cool,” and then act like it’s no big deal—when really, he’s melting inside every time he sees it. He’d never pressure you to show your teeth but would secretly be over the moon whenever you did. And the way he’d look at you in those moments? Pure adoration. Honestly, he’d make you feel like the coolest person in the world, open bite or not.

Dino: Chan would be all about boosting your confidence. He’d give you a pep talk about how unique smiles are the best smiles and how yours is his favorite thing about you. He’d hype you up so much that you’d almost feel like a celebrity. And when you finally smiled without holding back, he’d act like it’s the greatest thing he’s ever seen. “That’s it! That’s the smile that could rules my heart!” That’s just how much he cares.

[hbr33write]

i decided that in my rewrite hell would be based on an amusement park. something that used to bring joy now brings suffering, which greatly affects the sinners and the hellborn. let’s take a look at the rings - the main attractions!

pride - main square

you have just been reborn in hell? well that’s the first place you get to! the centre of the park, a chaotic place, good luck escaping that dangerous hellhole!

wrath - hotpeaks rollercoaster

living here turns your life into a rollercoaster in all senses. the regular rollercoasters are fun but scary, while the hellish ones have no fun. only fear and a desire to live, which makes you hold tightly on your dear life and fight for it like a rabid animal.

gluttony - bee’s buffet

wanna grab a snack? well look not further than the buffet! the sweets there are too sweet, too much sugar, to the point that your brain can’t think straight, yet you can’t stop eating it all. you become addicted to the sugar, and soon enough you’ll be a zombie whose only wish is to eat and consume

greed - souvenir city

the souvenirs are so expensive, yet they look like they’re worth it! you will borrow money from others, to buy this little trinket, only to see it break in your hands right after you buy it. you can’t give money back, and the demons aren’t too generous. you might go there and never be seen again! who knows what happens to poor souls…

lust - ferris lustwheel

imagine going to the ferris wheel with someone you met to have a private moment, only to find out that you can’t go back and are stuck on the wheel forever with a single person, forced to suffer forever and eventually go insane. hey, is your companion okay? oops, looks like they’re going feral too!

envy - theatre

nothing better than some good old theatre plays! those awaken your memories, the… traumatic ones? your poor brain can’t help but remember the worst moments of your life in full details, like you’re experiencing it again, but much worse. and leaving right now is unethical, suffer till the play ends

sloth - relax palace

oh, is that the place where you can finally take a break? you’re feeling very sleepy, what if you just fell asleep just to see a long and painful fever dream. you don’t understand a thing, but you can see horrifying creatures around you. are they real or not? when will you wake up?!

[yunotrbl]

stay like this forever

pairing: dad!jaehyun x reader

w.c: 1.1k

genre - fluff. lots of it.

summary: you and jaehyun are preparing for and celebrating your son's fifth birthday.

note: this is my first time posting on here.. and it's probably not my best because i had to cook something up rq..

Both you and Jaehyun watched as the clock struck midnight, exchanging gentle smiles afterward. 

It was officially your son’s fifth birthday, and both of you were feeling a whirlwind of emotions. How had it been five years already? You remembered the day as if it were yesterday—the fear, the excitement, and the pure joy all at once. You recalled how happy Jaehyun had been, the smile on his face when he held his son for the first time. His boy.

Tears filled your eyes as you thought about it. It took so much effort to bring a healthy baby boy into this world. It took even more work to build this perfect little family—two beautiful children with the best parents they could ever ask for. Your heart felt so full.

 “Our baby is growing up on us, huh?” he chuckled, pulling you into a hug as he noticed the pout forming on your face. “He’s the best thing that ever happened to me. So is our baby girl.” He glanced at the baby monitor sitting on the coffee table, your daughter still sound asleep.

Jaehyun was in the middle of helping you decorate the living room and kitchen for your son to see when he woke up—a tradition that Jaehyun had shown you from his own childhood, and one you had grown to love. 

“Doesn’t feel like that was five years ago. Look at my baby,” your voice shook as you looked at his birthday pictures over the years, scattered across the table. He had inherited his dad’s entire face. At first, you might have been a little jealous, but over time, you grew to love it, and so did Jaehyun.

“He’s handsome like his daddy,” Jaehyun replied, and you didn’t even need to look back to know he was smiling. You nudged his shoulder playfully, rolling your eyes as you wiped your tears, focusing on the task at hand—wrapping gifts in the colorful spiderman paper your son picked out days before.

He was a pretty simple kid for his age, asking for just a few toys and a Polaroid camera. But you and Jaehyun, being the parents you are, planned an entire day dedicated to him. After all, he deserved it. He was truly amazing.

Once you both finished decorating, you stepped back to admire your work. 

“How many kids like Spider-Man these days?” you asked. It seemed like every kid did, but at least this year you could actually find decorations, unlike last year when Jaehyun went through hell and back to find cookie decorations to give your son the sugar cookie party he wanted. The thought made you giggle.

“I don’t know, probably all of them. Spider-Man is pretty cool,” Jaehyun replied with a warm smile, pulling you closer until your foreheads gently touched. The corners of your lips lifted into a smile that mirrored his joy. 

“What’s with that look?” you asked, playfully teasing him as his dimples made their appearance, more prominent than usual. 

With a tender grip, he took both of your hands in his and said, “Thank you for giving me the greatest gift of my life. He’s absolutely perfect, just like his mama.” 

Your heart fluttered at the compliment, and a wave of emotion swelled within you, causing your bottom lip to quiver. “Dammit, Jae,” you whined, burying your face into his shoulder to hide the tears that threatened to spill. He chuckled softly, a sound that felt like a warm embrace, and pressed a gentle kiss to your head, rubbing your back in soothing circles.

“Let’s head to bed, ‘kay? You’re especially emotional tonight,” he suggested, a playful grin stretching across his face as he continued to rock you ever so slightly. “At this rate, your tears are going to fill up the whole room like Spongebob,” he joked, bursting into laughter at his own silly comparison.

“You’re so lame,” you replied with a laugh, playfully nudging his shoulder again before taking his hand and leading him up the stairs, shutting the lights off.

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The next morning, the sun's warm rays filtered through the curtains as you trailed behind Jaehyun into your son’s room, the camera clutched tightly in your hands. Jaehyun was balancing a beautifully decorated cupcake adorned with a flickering candle, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. Birthdays were really his favorite days of the year, and it showed.

As he pulled open the blinds, the soft morning light flooded the room, gently rousing your son from his slumber. He rubbed his eyes groggily, mouth forming a confused little pout. When his gaze landed on the two of you, he squinted against the brightness, still trying to shake off the remnants of sleep.  

You settled beside him on his bed, rubbing his back, while Jaehyun knelt down infront of him, holding the cupcake aloft. 

As your son’s sleepy eyes widened in realization, a radiant smile spread across his face, lighting up the room like the sunshine itself. He instinctively covered his mouth with his small hands, his cheeks turning a warm shade of pink from the surprise.

You let Jaehyun take the lead as you both sang "Happy Birthday," giggling at your son’s shy reactions.

“Happy birthday, dear Sunjae! Happy birthday to you!” The excitement in your voices filled the room, and his face lit up even more. With a quick breath, he blew out the candle on his cupcake, his happiness shining through as he pulled you both into a tight hug.

In a playful tone, Jaehyun gently rubbed little Sunjae’s back and whispered, “Happy birthday, sweet boy.” 

You leaned in and showered Sunjae with kisses on his cheeks, your heart bursting as his giggles filled the air like music. “We love you so much, little peach,” you said, your voice warm and full of love, soaking in this perfect moment together. 

Sunjae started to squeal as his baby sister rushed in after hearing all the commotion. She dropped her stuffed bunny at the door and jumped onto the bed with him, pulling him into a tight hug. 

“Happy birthday, Sunny!” she exclaimed, pushing you and Jaehyun aside as she squeezed her brother tighter. Their bodies rolled over on the bed, and they both burst out laughing.

“Aren’t you the sweetest girl ever?” Jaehyun asked, smiling at your two little ones.

“She gets it from you,” you replied, and the way he smiled at you said everything.

He was happy, you were happy, and your babies were happy. How lucky were you to share this moment with the person you love most and the two children you created together?

[justastraymoa]

Unwilling Alpha

Chapter 20 Finale

Masterlist

Warnings ⚠️ swears, abo dynamics, mentions of slave trade, mentions of rape, mentions of abuse, mentions of death, fear, manipulation.

Nothing within reflects anyone or anything irl. Pics off pinterest.

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I was vibrating with excitement and nerves. I wasn't going on stage, but I would be in backstage videos and photos, so I did get mild hair and makeup. The outfit they put me in matched my boys perfectly.

I was sitting in a green room with my Omegas going to and fro around me. Doing their own things to get ready both mentally and physically. Stretching, warming up, snacking, resting, chatting, and joking around. I was flushed with joy and having a blast.

I snapped photos and little videos on my phone and tablet cameras. They weren't nearly as good as my usual, but I still wanted to document and remember this day. This first concert with my Omegas. How much fun we were having even while everyone worked so hard. It was worth documenting, even at lower quality than usual.

We all quieted down when there was a knock on the door. Like we wanted to keep our joy and chaos for ourselves. Even if there was a backstage talker camera going around.

"Oh great! Thank you so much!" I heard Chris exclaim happily to the person at the door. It's his Australian accent that catches my attention since most the crew were still Korean speaking.

HE clicked the door shut again, a plain brown handled shopping bag in his hand. His eyes searched for and found me and he baby step beelined for me. I was sitting on a chair, Ayen sitting between my legs. The odd walk caught several others attention.

Lino straightened. "Did it arrive?" Chan nodded. "Just in time!" Lino sounded as excited as Chan looked. I was even more confused.

"What came?" I asked. I didn't know anyone ordered anything. Was it a food delivery?

Chan handed me the bag. "We got you something. I wasn't sure if it would be done before the concert started." He looked a little nervous now as all eight of them stopped what they were doing to watch me open my surprise.

Giving them one last suspicious look, I peeked into the bag, only to gasp in absolute shock. Slowly, reverently, I reached inside and pulled out my previously broken camera.

She looked better than she had in years, and I took great pride in taking care of her. Brand new shiny casing, broken lens and buttons replaced and policed enough to sparkle. Even the strap, which had been wearing down in some spots was reweaved and stitched. I was in awe.

"This is far too much! How did you even find someone to fix this in just a day?" My hands shook as I smoothed my fingers over the camera in worship. This was beyond anything I ever dared to even think about hoping for.

"We all pitched in. And manager found the camera shop." Lino said.

"It was worth every penny just to see this look on your face." Minnie teased with a small, sweet smile on his lips.

"We know how much the camera means to you. How much photography means." Ayen started, patting my thigh. He was twisted oddly in order to watch me. And you are so good at it. Honestly, your work is better than some of the big-name photographers to have worked with.

I half smiled at him. "Hardly but thank you. Thank you all so much." I bit my lip to keep from tearing up. "I am so glad I became your Alpha. Even if I was terrified through most of our journey so far."

"There is a catch to this gift, though." Felix announced.

"What's that?"

"You have to take our social media photos for the tour. We have a higher standard now that we have posted your photos." Hyunjin answered.

I huffed out a laugh, eyes tearing up, and nodded with a wobbly smile. "Of course. I'll be glad to." I whispered wetly.

"And y/n?" Han prompted.

I hummed in question, waiting for his answer expectantly.

"We are really glad you're our Alpha too. Our Unwilling Alpha. Perfect in every way." Bin answered.

~Fin~

A/N: Originally, I had the intention of writing the entire concert of their first stop on the mini tour. However, this organically came out, and it just felt like the ending as I was writing it. And I'm all for listening to my writing. It sometimes knows more than I do. So, it's short, but it feels like a natural ending to me, and hopefully to you too.

Thank you for riding this roller coaster with me, and I really hope you enjoyed this short little goofy take on A/B/O dynamics.

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[jazzy96scorpio]

A Night to Remember

Description: An unexpected encounter at a your parents party leads to an intense and passionate affair between You and an older man *Lucien Flores. ONE SHOT

⚠️ Warning ⚠️: adult readers only, oral sex(male receiving), unprotected sex, sex, dirty talk, creampie, SMUT

Pairing: You (Reader) / Lucien Flores

The air in the living room buzzed with the cheerful chatter of your parents' friends, a vibrant contrast to the desolate ache in your chest. You had just graduated from college, a momentous occasion that should have been filled with joy, but the recent breakup with Liam cast a long shadow over your triumph.

Your mom, ever the observant one, noticed the storm brewing in your eyes the moment you walked in. "Honey," she said, her voice soft, "you're here. That's all that matters." She pulled you into a warm hug, you needed that so much.

You missed your parents, their warmth, their comforting presence. You needed a moment to breathe, to process the whirlwind of emotions swirling within you. "I think I'll step out to the garden," you announced, a slight tremor in your voice. "I need a little peace."

Your parents, understanding as always, nodded. "Of course, sweetheart. Take your time."

You retreated to the garden, the bottle of wine clutched in your hand, a silent companion in your solitude. The air was cool and fragrant with the scent of blooming flowers. You found a secluded spot beneath the old oak tree, its branches offering a dappled shade.

As you sipped the wine, the sounds of the party faded into the background. You closed your eyes, allowing the gentle breeze to caress your face.

You weren't as heartbroken as you thought you would be. Instead, a quiet anger simmered within you, directed not at Liam, but at yourself. You felt a familiar pang of self-criticism, a nagging voice whispering doubts in your ear.

* "Why did I let things go on for so long?"

* "Why didn't I listen to my gut feeling sooner?"

* "Why did I settle for less than I deserved?"

The wine, initially a comfort, now felt like a bitter reminder of wasted time and misplaced hopes. You took a long, frustrated sip, the cool liquid doing little to soothe the simmering resentment.

The voice startled you, breaking through your brooding thoughts. "Isn't that bottle a bit much for a young girl like you?"

You looked up to see Lucien Flores, one of your parents' friends, standing a few feet away. You hadn't seen him in years, maybe since you were a teenager. He looked a little older now, his hair streaked with silver, but his eyes still held the same twinkle of amusement you remembered.

You felt a blush creeping up your neck. "Oh, hello Mr. Flores," you stammered, feeling a sudden surge of awkwardness. "It's just... I needed a little something to unwind after graduation."

Mr. Flores chuckled, a warm, rumbling sound. "Understandable. Graduation is a big deal. But you know, sometimes a good walk in the garden can do wonders for the soul." He gestured towards the moon, now peeking through the branches of the oak tree. "The night is beautiful. Come, I'll join you."

As you walked, you continued to sip the wine, lost in your thoughts. Lucien, noticing your distracted air, gently inquired, "Something on your mind, dear?"

You hesitated, then confessed, "I recently broke up with my boyfriend."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Lucien said sympathetically. "Don't be too sad."

"I'm not sad," you admitted, "more... angry with myself. He said I was too cold, that I didn't give him enough attention. And honestly, I think he was right. I tend to... shut down sometimes. And I think he was just a boy. It's not the first time I've made a wrong choice in a relationship."

"Yeah," Lucien said, a thoughtful frown creasing his brow. "You need a real man to love you, someone who can appreciate your fire and your independence."

"Cheers to that," you said with a wry smile. "Hopefully, I'll find one."

Curious about his own romantic history, you asked, "What about you, Mr. Flores? Did you ever find love?" You handed him a bottle, he took a sip.

He paused, a wistful look in his eyes. "Never truly, no. Not the kind that makes your soul sing, anyway."

"I hope so you found your true love," you said, a genuine warmth in your voice.

Lucien smiled gently. "Thank you, dear." He then returned to your earlier comment. "You mentioned making wrong choices before. Was there another...?"

You hesitated, then confessed, "I was involved with my professor in college. He was older, and I was completely smitten. But he lied to me. He was married."

Lucien nodded thoughtfully. "Ah, older men can be... trickier. More experienced, yes, but sometimes harder to love."

"You're right," you agreed.

He seemed intrigued by your confession. "Do you...do you like older men?"

You shrugged, a mischievous glint in your eye. "I suppose I do. There's a certain... maturity I find appealing."

You leaned closer, your voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And you, Mr. Flores, you look very sexy in that shirt." You gently touched his necklace, a golden chain with a simple pendant. "I like this too."

Lucien's eyes widened slightly. "Is that the wine speaking, or do you truly mean it?"

"I'm still quite sober," you assured him, a playful smile playing on your lips.

Lucien's smile deepened, and he met your gaze. "I believe you."

"You look quite lovely in that dress yourself," Lucien remarked, his gaze lingering on you.

A playful spark ignited between you. Leaning closer, you whispered, "I'd let you fuck me."

Lucien's eyes widened slightly, a slow smile spreading across his face. "I think I might want that too," he murmured back.

Just as the air crackled with unspoken possibilities, your mother's voice cut through the moment. "Lucien, darling! Come join us for dinner!"

As you entered the dining room, Lucien subtly guided you towards a seat beside him. He looked at you with an intensity that made your breath catch. Lust, raw and undeniable, simmered in his gaze, and you knew with a certainty that bordered on terror that he wanted you.

The dinner was a blur of forced conversation and forced smiles. You tried to engage with your parents' friends, to laugh and chat, but your attention kept snapping back to Lucien. He was a master of subtle seduction. Under the guise of casual conversation, his knee brushed against yours, a fleeting touch that sent shivers down your spine. Then, his hand, deceptively light, rested on your thigh, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path upwards.

You felt your cheeks burning, your heart hammering against your ribs. You desperately tried to maintain your composure, to appear unaffected, but the heat of his touch was igniting a fire within you. He continued his slow, deliberate exploration, his gaze locked with yours, a silent promise hanging heavy in the air.

Finally, the dinner concluded, a wave of relief washing over you. You were sure your parents had noticed something, but you hoped they would simply chalk it up to the wine.

You told your mom you were going to the backyard, and Lucien followed you.

He cornered you by the wall, his eyes burning with a desire that mirrored your own. His hands cupped your face, his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss that stole your breath away.

He pulled you closer, his hands roaming over your body, he grabbed your ass so tight and you fucking love it..

You felt the unmistakable hardness of his dick pressed against you, igniting a fire within you.

'Not here,' you whispered, your voice barely audible.

He nodded, his eyes filled with a predatory glint. Taking your hand, he led you towards the summerhouse, a secluded haven at the edge of the garden.

As you stepped inside the house, Lucien pulled you close, his lips moving gently against yours. A low moan escaped your lips as you felt his hand slip beneath your dress, tracing a path up your inner thigh.

Driven by an urgent need, you dropped to your knees, your hands fumbling with the clasp of his belt. He groaned softly, his breath catching in his throat as you freed him.

Taking him fully into your hand, you began to stroke him slowly, your tongue darting out to taste the salty skin. You moved lower, your mouth engulfing him, swirling your tongue around his length, eliciting a series of low growls from him.

The intensity of the moment washed over him leaving him breathless and wanting more.

He told you to stand up. Gently, he slipped your dress off your shoulders, then lowered it to the floor, followed by your panties.

'You look so beautiful, sweetheart,' he murmured, his eyes tracing the curves of your body.

'Hurry up,' you urged, barely able to contain your eagerness.

He lifted you onto the table, his hands strong yet gentle. Slowly, deliberately, he entered you, his movements deliberate and controlled. Then he continued more with passion and need to be deeper inside you. His kisses trailed down your neck, eliciting shivers. You clung to his shoulders, breathless.

'Fuck, you feel so good,' you whispered, your voice hoarse. 'So big.'

He groaned, his movements intensifying. 'Oh fuck, this is the best pussy I've ever had,' he growled, his words muffled against your skin.

As he reached his peak, you tightened around him, urging him on.

'Cum inside me,' you whispered, 'I'm on the pill.'

He cumms deep inside you, a wave of pleasure washing over both of you. You lay spent, gasping for breath.

'Best sex I've ever had,' you whispered, breathlessly.

He smiled, his eyes filled with a lingering intensity. 'Yes, baby, this was fucking amazing. I'm gonna need you again."

As you began to dress, he asked for your phone number. 'I'd love to see you again,' he said. 'Dinner?'

You readily agreed, unable to resist the pull of his charm. You leaned in and kissed him one more time, a lingering, sweet kiss that left you breathless.

Later, on the balcony, you offered him a cigarette. He laughed, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down your spine. 'It looks like I may have found my true love tonight,' he said, his eyes twinkling.

Your heart melted. You knew, with a certainty that surprised even you, that you had fallen for him.

The rest, as they say, is left to the imagination.

Comment if you want continuation of this story.

Thanks you for the reading ❣️

[lunapwrites]

And not two minutes after posting that sad lad post, I'm hiding under my bed trying to scare the shit out of my partner because teehee

No but really I'm posting this from under the bed. I am actively in wait as we speak. Like you know that voiceover video of the little spider burying himself in sand? That is me. I am that spider.

[icewindandboringhorror]

Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~

(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)

[fictionadventurer]

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[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

I'm sorry I can't take your call right now, I'm becoming unhinged about Transformers again,,,

[fashion-foxy]

I want the managers of Mattel and MGA doll drops and the descendants writers to lower my coffin into the ground so they can all let me down one more time

[tetzoro]

good morning friendz & happy tuesday ! ! i hope today is a great day for everyone ! please remember to do something sweet for yourself because you are doing your best and that’s more than good enough !

[floofilis]

anyone else just so full of wonder and whimsy despite it all

[akindplace]

Struggling really bad with migraines. I can’t be here a lot because it’s awful to look at the screen. I’m struggling to walk straight lines because of the dizziness and I can’t sleep because of the pain. The thing about being constantly sick is that… it’s so boring. You can’t really do anything because of the pain, but you also wish you were doing literally anything else instead of being miserable in bed. Most of all, I wish for low pain days and less fatigue. Oh, and I also want so bad to be by the beach.

Queue is on as usual, and it’s safe to say I won’t be around as much as long as this crisis continues.

I hope everyone is doing okay. I wish you all low pain days, less fatigue, and a long seaside vacation.

Lots of love,

Liv

[timetohealit]

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[sodapopbuoy]

hey thank you for being around. seeing your posts being very excited about what you like makes me feel better about having emotions and stuff. so thanks for being you i guess, haha

THANK YOU RIGHT BACK!!!! i'm really glad i could do that for ya thats awesome!!!! keep loving what you love boss, there's no shame in being passionate and excited!!

[crescentfool]

i think something that is important to me to remember is that there are small ways i can do things to spark joy for myself and others without waiting for someone else to do it... (conjures up little sparklies from my hands) life is so whimsical!!!