#same thing applies to my bf

[seiwas]

hajime unnecessarily and exaggeratedly puckers his lips when you try to put lip balm on him

[parkitaco]

Your jealous Will is perfection and I'm obsessed with it! I hope this incites more people to write more jealous Will fics bc he'd have the best most funny roasts for anyone dating Mike tbh 🤭 The fandom needs to explore this side of his character, like, Will is canonically jealous just like Mike is, the potential/set up is right there for the taking

omg tysm!!! i agree, jealous will is definitely a trope that hasn't been tapped into nearly enough both in terms of humor and angst bc there's definitely two sides to that coin!! i think the tragedy of will's arc in s4 (really everything from the rain fight on) has been talked about so much (which is not a bad thing!!! he's a sad boy and i would die for him) but like. pre rain fight will is such a bitch and i love it so much and he is canonically!! jealous!! (esp bc during s3 he doesn't have any emotional connection to el like. personally i believe him and el's bond is a huge part of the reason he chooses to lie abt the painting in s4, in addition to the distance between him and mike ofc) anyway. sorry for ranting and this might not be terribly coherent but basically. ty for reading and i AGREE can we start a jealous will renaissance pls

[abusivelittlebunny]

I want to have hope so I can have motivation and courage but I'm terrified of getting my hopes up and hyping myself up only for it to be just crushed into dust. I want to believe but I fear that regretting the joy of it will kill me

[hencheri]

18+. mdni.

just thinking about jaehyun having the sweetest, loveliest girlfriend ever and not being able to hold himself back from corrupting her and fucking the shit out of her <3

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bf!jaehyun loving the little gifts you craft for him, giving him love letters every other day, carefully put in pink envelopes and wrapped in ribbons of the same colour. he was surprised the first time you wrote him one, but he of course rapidly got fond of it.

jaehyun just loves that you love him and it makes him love you even more. however, his way of showing it is surely a little... unorthodox, treating you with his mouth on your cunt, or his favourite; making you squirt on his cock.

bf!jaehyun who lets you do his skincare, straddling his lap while he's sitting down on your bed. he swears he won't mess with you and that his hands will stay steady on your hips. you apply your best products to his skin, massaging his face as he has his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of your fingers on him.

but jaehyun never keeps his promises for too long, and his hand travels underneath your little sailor moon night shorts, rubbing your sensitive pussy until you give up and hump his palm desperately.

bf!jaehyun who is so pussy whipped the very first moment he meets you, learning all the names of your sanrio plushies right after he fucked you silly on his cock.

bf!jaehyun shopping with you, following you into every store you see, smiling when you squeal at all the cute stuff you set eyes on. he tells you to put everything in the cart, "i'll pay, take anything that you want, baby", and you thank him a million times. you make him smell all the body wash and body scrub products that you pick up, asking him "d'you like it?" and of course he always says yes, which makes you smile happily in return.

bf!jaehyun who always pulls you onto his lap, running his hands up and down your thighs while you give him kiss after kiss until he grabs your face and squishes your cheeks together, "do you think you deserve my cock?" being his favourite thing to ask. you inevitably answer yes, jaehyun replying with "how so?" and you tell him what he wants to hear; "because i was a good girl, daddy". he grins, "that's right, baby. my good girl." after, all that manages to come out of your mouth are cries of his name, eyes glossy and lips swollen, jaehyun's cock shoved deep in your little pussy for the rest of the night.

[eternallyhyucks]

sungchan as a down bad college bf

— no warnings, fluff, wc: 319 , req by anon :)

— i was listening to heavy by the marías while writing this and this song is so sungchan

𖤐 ྀ

would definitely text you about random things that happen to him throughout the day like you’re his notes app

“i saw a frog today”

“someone just tripped up the stairs”

“forgot my keys at home”

100% would go to your classes with you if he was free

“can i come today too?”

“not today, have an exam😓”

“i’ll take it for you🤗”

physical touch!

i definitely see him as the type to love holding hands and just keeping you close in general☹️

buys matching keychains bc everyone needs to know how cute and cool you guys are

so many study dates

he probably ends up getting distracted by staring at you half the time, but he cant help it if you’re so beautiful all the time

you’d def have to scold him a couple (a lot) of times before he actually does his own work

if you work an on campus job, he would visit all the time and fight the urge to apply just to be able to work with you LOL

late night walks <3!

would show up to your dorm or apartment at like 12am and say “let’s go” with zero context

i feel like he’d be a popular campus crush, but he makes sure it doesn’t bother you at because he only has eyes for you :D

definitely the type to be late to class and still find a way to see you before it

vlogs his walks to class even if you’ll see him an hour or two later (and makes you do the same)

during the weeks where both of you are busy, he would facetime and text you as much as he can, sending small encouraging words throughout the day to help both of you get through tougher days

down bad sungchan, the man you are😭

©eternallyhyucks

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[mappedfantasy]

> wash me clean again

summary: vessel is far too exhausted to wash off his own body paint, so you help him. pairing: vessel x gn!reader warnings/tags: sleepy!vessel, roommate!vessel, bf!vessel, clingy!vessel, use of petnames (darling, babe), established relationship, showering together, size difference, praise, touch starvation, biting as a love language, begging, making out, non-sexual intimacy, slightly suggestive (if you want to view it that way), reader heavy dialogue. word count: 1.1k a/n: read this fic by @badomensgoodomens the other day and felt inspired to write something of my own based on the same concept. thank you for making it, very sweet, loved it <3

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You hear Vessel faintly calling for you from the bathroom. 

“Darling?”

You push the bathroom door open to find him sitting down in the bathtub with the shower running. Your heart crumples in your chest at the sight of him. Poor thing. It only worsens when he lifts his head, puppy-dog eyes catching yours as if to plead. He looks fucking exhausted.

“Darling, can you help me?” he asks, voice at almost the same volume with the water, lowering for the sake of saving whatever energy he can.

This is when you notice that the washcloth in his hand is stained gray, and that his body paint has low effort scrubbing streaks. 

“Yeah.” You drop down to a squat at the side of the tub, reaching for the washcloth from his hands. 

He snatches it away, low in attempt. “You’ll get the floor wet.” God, he’s nearly whining. You catch a glimpse of a frowned pout on his lips. 

You push yourself, hands on your knees, into a standing position. You begin to slip off your clothes, discarding them into a pile on the floor. A hand slides the shower curtain over even more so than it was open before, like that wasn’t getting the floor wet. 

“Vess, let me help you up,” you tell him gently, offering a hand down for him to take.

And he does. He takes your hand in his, becoming easily engulfed by the size difference of you two. He gets to his feet with a small stumble. Being this wrecked surely was making his head foggy, maybe enough to spin. You slip in, in front of him, closing the curtain behind you.

“That’s it.” You guide his hand to your shoulder, to keep him steady. He keeps the other on the shower wall after handing you the washcloth finally. 

You begin to wash his stomach. The touch is full of love despite the pressure you have to put down to get the paint to come off. 

“Are you really tired, hm?” You ask him, flickering your eyes up for a second to try at meeting his. 

But his eyes are closed, trying to get himself through this from what it seems. “Mhm…” he gets out. It’s muddled and taut. 

Moving upwards his chest, you wash out a spot enough to plant a kiss in, then change to a graze of a bite that was stronger resemblance to your teeth scraping against his skin. He groans out quietly, barely there at all. 

“Can you do that again?” He asks you. You both knew you could never say no to him. 

His stomach and chest have been stripped clean of black, remaining only his shoulders and neck. You apply more soap to these areas since it had run mighty thin from the other scrubbing. Exposing the pale skin of his shoulder under the dark makeup, you take a bite of him. Harder this time. By now, you knew he had a little thing for biting, was a love language to him. Vessel needed it. You feel a shiver shock through him. You land another nip onto his neck where you have to stand on your tiptoes to reach, lurching him down by the smallest hint. 

Vessel’s body slouches against yours, his back hunches over due to the height difference between the both of you. His cheek smooshes into your shoulder and his slickened skin slides along yours to rest his nose in the cranny where your neck and shoulder meet. You feel him huff subhumanly. His arms dangle beside him which almost brush your body. And one of your arms is wrapped around his lower back while the other gently washes at his sides to get rid of any residue paint there. His arms are slow in movement as they come around your back, resting low there, and gently pushing you closer to him. You use your nails just barely on his back, causing a low groan to come from Vessel’s mouth. 

“Fuck…” he drags the word out low, “that feels good.” He’s hushed, almost at a whisper if his voice wasn’t thick on getting those words out. 

Your mind can’t go there, and so, you won’t. You want to take care of him, softly. He deserves it firstly, but secondly, he also needs it. 

Instead, you hum in an agreeing tone. “Yeah?” Your nails go along his back, back and forth laggardly. “That feel good, babe?” You hope he picks up on the smile in your voice.

He grunts and you feel the brush of air on your neck again. You let out a small laugh, dry one. 

“Good,” you say.  

You throw the blackened cloth into the corner of the tub, bringing Vessel close to you in a hug. “I’m so proud of you,” you tell him. His body sinks further into yours, his weight becoming more of your responsibility than his. His lips press unhurried kisses into this side of your neck and down your shoulder. Retracting back, up, into his normal stance as much as he can bear with his fatigue. 

And you start to move back too. He needed to get into your bed as soon as he could get there. But he stops you. 

“One kiss. Please?” 

His face is brought down to you by your hands cupping his jaw, placing a tender kiss to his lips. They work slowly with yours as he makes another whine. You try to match the noise, licking into his mouth one good time before pulling away fully. 

“So lucky to have you,” you murmur to him.

Vessel looks at you with those same pleading eyes. “Can I have another? Just this one. Please?” 

Your lips catch his for one last kiss, relishing this one, him licking into your mouth this time. Whine.

That’s where you step away and cut off the water. You step out of the tub. You turn to hold your hand out for him to latch onto. And he does. You help him to not slip, his brain was not functioning at all if it was in any shape to work before. The two of you share a towel, not being arsed to use two separate ones. He nudges his head into your hand when you began to towel dry his hair. 

“How about we get you to bed, hmm?” You ask, tossing the towel somewhere into the bathroom. That, along with finding clothes, was a worry for a different time. Later, after Vessel had been taken care of, after he got some sleep.

He trails behind you like a lost pup. “Please.”

[gallaghersgal]

Are reqs open ?? 😭

Caus I literally luv ur lip thingys. And was thinking about like lip w bsf!reader is who unknowingly are in love w eachover but it’s white lip and Karen are going out. Anyways readers going out on a date and it had lip in a jealous mood just chatting shit ab who she’s gonna go out w.

And the reader snaps like “YOUR NOT EVEM MY BF WHY DO U CARE”. And there both stubborn ash

thank u for the request !! i love this kind of dynamic. no warnings, idiots to lovers, lip being his regular asshole self. this fits into my series borderline!

you're in fiona's room, rifling through her drawers in a ratty tee and jean shorts. "'s not fucking funny lip, fi said i could borrow her top and i can't find it." you snap, and he leans in to pinch your ass. "hey! cut it out, asshole."

"why're you going out with that jagoff anyway, huh?" lip asks, lighting a cigarette and flopping down onto fiona's bed. he lays on his side, eyes drifting over your form, but you don't notice. but he can never leave well enough alone, so he presses further. "y'know he there's better dick out there sweetheart, right- ow!" he exclaims, as a hair tie hits him right between the eyes.

"that didn't hurt and you know it. besides, why do you even care? 's not like you're my boyfriend. and you know i could say the same fucking thing about karen," you snap over your shoulder. your back stays turned to him as you lift the tee over your head, swapping it out for a baby pink spaghetti strap top. you turn around quickly, still applying lipstick before you ask, "how do i look?"

"like a whore," lip scoffs, taking a slow drag as he looks you up and down. he feels a pang of guilt at the way you frown and turn to the mirror, but's not sure how to take back the words. it's easier to keep you at a distance, close enough and still too far away. he settles for a demeaning compliment, "a pretty whore, but still a whore. he's gonna expect you to give it up on the first date."

you're tugging on a pair of pumps that match the top when you laugh, "yeah, well, you give it up without any dates so im actually a step above, thank you very much."

end.

[mybelovedwoo]

song mingi as boyfriend - headcanon

headcanon, romance, fluff, smut

gn!reader x bf!atz

wc. ~0.8k

an: happy mingi day everyone!!

you can request headcanons if you want to (please only headcanons)!! if you want to be tagged in any of my fics you can apply here <3

masterlist

- the type of boyfriend who will be obsessed with you, and his whole personality would be around loving you and being the best boyfriend possible

-his lockscreen is you smiling for a picture he took on a date, he has playlists on his phone made just for you that you listen to whenever you are together and he talks about you all the time, like always has a fun fact to add about you in a conversation "you know when y/n was a child she liked that too" or "my girlfriend can also do that"

-he would give you the entire world if he could, unfortunately, he can't, but he would do everything with his power to make you feel like you are the most important, precious thing in this world (and next to him you actually feel like it)

-he would quite literally take you everywhere with him, to his studio, to dance practices and schedules, and if you go somewhere he would follow you around too, shopping and even meeting up with your friends

-he likes casual dates, like going out to eat (but not a too fancy place, more like a bbq) or going to the arcade or to the movies

-has a list on his phone about the things you like, and every time a birthday or Christmas, or any holiday comes he opens it and buys a thing from the list. looooves to give you gifts, especially clothes that he thinks would look good on you

-incredibly loyal, he will never leave you behind ever, and you can always count on him, he literally would drop everything if you ask him to

-he LOVES to be pampered, I mean he is just a big baby who loves cuddle time, and also appreciates when you cook for him (it just makes him fall in love with you even more)

-he can get very jealous sometimes, he just gets very sulky those times, but you just have to give him attention and lots of kisses for him and everything is okay

-constantly on a mission to make you laugh, but what makes you laugh actually the embarrassing things he does to make you laugh not the actual joke

-he loves to kiss the top of your head when you lean on him, it's a habit of his that he picked up due to his height

-he thinks you are the cutest human on planet earth and you think the exact same thing about him (bc he is)

-he will get all giggly when you initiate a hug or a kiss, but his favorite is when you hold his face and look deep into his eyes, he probably would get a heart attack from that, he can't take compliments either he would blush so hard

-his kisses are very slow and soft, but he would hold your face with one hand a bit roughly just to hold you secure, and the other hand is around your waist to keep you close to him

-he would call you nicknames like baby, princess or his personal favorite pumpkin, which is even your contact name on his phone

nsfw +18!!!

-so I think mingi is a switch, he could be a soft dom (but not as soft as san if you know what I mean), but he's rather a sub, he likes it when you take control, he thinks it's extremely hot, but doesn't mind taking control either if you're in the mood for that

-it always starts out very soft and romantic, just like his kisses. cuddle times lead to sex 70% of the time, he just wants to feel you even closer to him

-other times he is just really horny, but that's a whole different kind of sex, it would be hot and steamy, like when he comes home all frustrated from practice because he was thinking about you the whole time, or when he gets a bit jealous because you got a bit too close to another member

-when he is a dom ohh boy you'll have a long night. he would do literally anywhere, in the kitchen, in the shower, on the couch

-manhandles you shamelessly, pushes you against the wall, and loves to slap your booty (but not in the way it actually hurts)

-but when he is a sub, he is so loving and careful, all light touches and tender kisses, he just wants to be babied at those times

-for positions, sub mingi loves it when you ride him, he loves the view he gets, but dom mingi loves a good doggy, also loves to view from behind 

-i think vocally he is a bit shy in the bedroom, wouldn't speak much during it, just groans a lot

-aftercare is really important for him but prefers it when you do it to him, or at least for it together, would be really soft and kinda in a sentimental mood after

[everyonewooeverywhere]

MDNI 18+ BLOG -> ageless blogs and minors WILL BE BLOCKED

pairing ✭ bf!yunho x gn!reader

word count ✭ 0.8k

genre ✭ fluff

rating ✭ pg (but please still mdni. it's a personal preference.)

notes ✭ this is 1000% based on my ungodly work/sleep schedule. i'm a barista who works the morning shift, so like four times a week, i have to wake up at 4am to get to work at 5am. it's a blast 🙂👍

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The dread you felt when your alarm blared at four o’clock in the morning was always the same, but it was just as terrible every time. Sometimes the feeling was nullified by the presence of your boyfriend, who for some reason still wanted to stay the night despite knowing the terrors of your work schedule. 

But even his soft, snoozing face, most of which was buried under your blankets anyway, couldn’t bring you enough comfort. Though you did have to admit he looked adorable underneath your puffy green duvet, and the pink floral pillow under his head was the cherry on top. 

He barely stirred when you removed his arm that was draped gently over your waist and slipped out from under the cozy sheets and away from the warmth of Yunho’s body. You kissed him softly on the forehead before sliding off the bed completely.

Turning on the lamp across the room from your bed in an attempt to not wake your sleeping beauty, you sat down on the floor next to it to fix up your hair and apply as much makeup as you had the energy for. 

Yunho, clearly unbeknownst to you, watched your every little move from under the covers. He watched your nose crinkle in the mirror when your concealer came out a bit patchy, and he had to stifle a giggle when you nearly stabbed your tired eye with your mascara wand.

He knew you hated these mornings, and, even though he hadn’t told you this, that’s why he was here. He wanted to be at least a presence for you when you left the house hours before the sun even came up. If he couldn’t remove the burden from you, he would at least be there to help you through it.

He watched you peacefully as you went through your little routine, and he did it all without you noticing for a good few minutes. Until you caught his eyes in the mirror. You turned around to face him. Only his messy brown hair and his eyes were visible, everything else buried by your covers.

“Go back to bed,” you spoke softly. He rolled over to the edge of the bed, certainly tempted by your demands. You watched as help slipped off the bed and approached you, still wrapped in one of your fluffy blankets. “Yun, what are you doing?” You asked as he sat down behind you, wrapping you in his arms (and the blanket that encased them).

He smiled when you leaned back into his chest. “What can I help you with, baby?”

“Hm? What do you mean?”

Chuckling and pinching your thigh, “Help. Do you need it?”

You pondered it for a second. It hadn’t ever occurred to you that he could assist you with something as simple as trying to leave for work in the morning.

“Did you eat?” he asked, resting his chin on top of your head. You shook your head. “Ok. Let me grab you something to eat, and I’ll make your coffee, alright?”

A protest bubbled up in your throat instinctively, but you resisted. Because god it would be nice to finally eat something before work. You just nodded, watching as he left your bedroom, keeping the blanket wrapped around his shoulders.

You hadn’t realized until you started dating Yunho a couple of months ago, how much you enjoyed being taken care of. You had spent so much of your life fighting to prove you were independent and self-sufficient. Trying to prove to the people around you that you didn’t need help because you were strong enough to do things on your own. 

But something about the way Yunho cared for you without making you feel weak had been really freeing for you. He genuinely just wanted to make sure you were comfortable. And you never felt like a burden around him. 

He came back in with your coffee in a travel mug, he added too much cream but the thought was there, and a muffin he’d found in your pantry. “Does this work?” He shook the muffin in his hand.

You smiled and nodded, “That’s perfect. Thank you.”

“Of course, baby,” he handed you the items before sitting down facing you with his back to the wall. He placed a hand on your thigh, “You want me to drive you?”

You shook your head, “Get your sleep. I’ll be okay driving myself.”

“You sure?” You nodded. “Okay. I’ll make us lunch when you get home, and then we can cuddle for the rest of the day, okay?”

“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” you said after applying the last bit of lipgloss. “Thank you, Yun. I really appreciate your help.”

He smiled, grabbing your hand and kissing your knuckles, “It’s no problem at all. I just wanna make sure you’re taken care of.”

The smile on your face made his heart swell in his chest, “I love you.”

“I love you, too, baby.”

[elllisaaa]

can u do bf seungkwan thoughts please <33

BF!SEUNGKWAN who's both your partner but also your best friend.

one of his favourite things about you is that he can ramble to you without feeling you being uninterested because he knows you listen closely to every one of his words. everytime seungkwan needs to vent about a situation with someone or at work, he knows he can just yap for hours to you. and he likes it when you do the same, likes it even more when you're going on and on about a topic you like. i'm actually convinced that seungkwan keeps a list of all the things you like and dislike in his phone. on the same line, there's obviously gossiping sessions every week for the two of you - you settle with a hot drink on the couch and update each other on every ongoing drama or random thing that happened to you. that leads to seungkwan knowing every little annoying or funny person in your life, and even the names of your exes. he's the type to fake gag every time they are mentioned, but it's okay because you do the same with him. it's actually endearing how you can tease each other by making references to the things you gossip about and that only you and him understand.

"i have so many things to tell you when I get home tonight baby ! you're not gonna believe it."

seungkwan loves to spend some quality time with you. he's really busy because of his job, but every free moment he has, he spends it with you. even if it's just you coming to see him practice when you have time, or him sitting by your side while you're getting some work done, he's just happy to have your presence by his side, to feel that you're here with him. one of your rituals together is doing each other's skincare and hair. it's so relaxing to have your fingers applying creams and serum on his skin after a good shower, while you softly tell him about your day. and seungkwan does the same for you whenever you're tired, brushing your hair for you or braiding them when you don't have the energy either. another activity you love to do together is go shopping, be that for clothes, decorations items for your apartment, shoes and so on, you always have a good time and it allows him to offer some things to you. it's also an occasion to take cute pictures of the both of you on any mirror you cross, his gallery filled with these photos that he spends all his time looking at when he's away.

"i keep staring at your pretty face on my phone, i can't wait to come back to you."

another one of his love languages is physical touch. every night is worth cuddling, every time you snuggle on the couch together is worth wrapping his arms around you and pulling you on his lap, every time you cook is a chance to back hug you and kiss your shoulders. in conclusion, there's a bunch of cuddles all the time, not that you complain of course. also, seungkwan often gives you random kisses throughout the day - on your cheeks, your lips, your temples or your nose, he likes to see your cute smile every time he surprises you with another loving peck. whenever you praise him, he feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest from too much adoration, his cheeks growing red. he scolds you and asks you to stop only because he's shy and you both know it. seungkwan love for you is obvious to anybody, and that shows through the way he always finds a way to mention you in every conversation, even when you are not there. everytime he repeats a fact that you taught him, he just has to let everyone know who told him that.

"yeah, actually y/n told me that last week, she's so smart."

BF!SEUNGKWAN who is literally obsessed with your body and the way you react to his touch, wanting nothing more than to please you.

seungkwan needs to give you everything you want, you just have to ask for it. be that his fingers, his mouth, or his cock, he's ready to give them all to you. he literally worships your body every chance he gets, every time you wear something a little revealing or tighter, seungkwan loses his mind. he wants to touch you all the time, to have his hands on you all the time. he often overstimulates you unknowingly, driving you insane just because he cannot get enough of the way you look and react when you cum. your moans turns him on a lot too, he's drinking every little sound you make. sex with seungkwan is very passionate and intimate - as much contact as possible between your body and his, lots of kisses and marks all over both your skins. he's often holding your hands too - when he's fucking you lazily, when he's eating you out and even when you're going down on your knees to suck him off. seungkwan wants you to know that he loves you and cares for you throughout the whole thing.

"your body's so fucking beautiful baby, i can't get enough of you."

in fact, he loves your body so much that he needs to take more spicy pictures of you with him when he's away, or he's getting withdrawal. seungkwan has a private folder in his phone filled with videos and photos of you or the two of you to help him get off when you're not there. there's videos of you sucking him off, touching him, riding him, unraveling while he's eating you out. there's pics of you in lingerie, touching yourself, completely bare in your mirror, wearing tight clothes that makes him hard just thinking about it. he also loves to take polaroid pictures in these moments. he has to hide them very well to be sure that no one except the two of you will ever see them, but it turns him on even more to have a material object reminding him of how good you feel around him. seungkwan can be a tease sometimes, so he will put these polaroïds in your bag sometimes or around the house for you to find them at such random moments, wanting nothing more than getting you turned on enough so that it would lead to the bedroom. also, he will lose his mind if you surprise him with new polaroids of you before he goes away, slipping them in his suitcase and he doesn't notice until he unpacks at the hotel.

"you're crazy, one of the guys could have seen this !" - "does this mean you don't like them ?" - "don't start, you know i'm gonna jerk off to your gorgeous body later."

again, intimacy is really important for seungkwan whenever the two of you are having a moment. and the highest form of intimacy in his eyes is when you let him cum inside of you. sure, he likes to just pull out and watch his release cover your pretty body. sure, he liked it when you deepthroat him and make him shoot his load down in your mouth. he loves it all. but he feels even better, even closer to you when you let him cum inside of your pussy. having your legs and arms wrapped around him, your moans falling directly in his ears, his hands holding your waist, and your walls milking him dry is definitely the best feeling ever. seungkwan insisted on keeping up with the condoms for a long time - he doesn't want to be a father just yet, he wanted to be sure that you were doing okay with your contraception. but the day he sank into you raw, his world was changed and he never wanted to come back in time. it felt like heaven every time, and he came embarrassingly fast the first time, even today, he's still not used to feeling your wet cunt without any barriers.

"s-shit… you feel so good, i'm not gonna last."

[gojobbg]

I’d love to hear your Megumi headcanons - sfw and not if he’s aged up ♡ and mostly, best of luck for the new blog! Ily!

Hi! Thank you for the ask, and thank you sm for the luck. I feel so warmly welcomed by you all :) 🫶🏽

For the sake of my excitement, lets do sfw AND nsfw in the context of him being aged up

warning: this is mad long omg so sorry xo i go overboard a lot with my ask reqs so please beware.

SFW - reader(f) x bf!megumi: to me, he's such a non-PDA person, but he won't just ignore you/is affectionate in his own quiet way.

Megumi absolutely pays attention to the little things you do. Whenever you two are out and there's something that even slightly piques your interest, he would silently grab it and try to secretly pay for it. Then, when you see it in the bag and ask him, he'll just be like 'oh maybe they were givin' stuff away for certain purchases.' Like the sweet liar he is. He will absolutely give in to your desires, even if you don't need it.

Megumi is also a man who loves being affectionate, he just hates showing it. Like if you're cold, he won't offer you his jacket, he WILL give you his jacket. If you're thirsty and can't open your water bottle, he'll just grab it from you and snap it open before giving it back. I love the idea of people constantly telling you like what do you see in him and then mentioning all this.

Dinner with him includes him constantly giving you part of his plate, and getting so much satisfaction from watching you eat. He just loves everything that you do, truly. He asks you multiple times if you want anything else to eat and refills your water for you before the waiter comes because he knows you feel awkward when they randomly appear to refill it for u during a conversation.

"I don't know if you'll like this but it reminded me of you" type gift giving. He's usually right, but always looks away from you whenever he gives you things. It's the consideration that count, and you appreciate it endlessly.

He loves when you touch his hair. For someone who can be grumpy and sensitive to touch, his hair is extremely intimate to him and trusts you enough. He would always look away n blush whenever your fingers scratched the back of his head/weaved through his locks. He would never ask for it, but he would sometimes tilt his hair towards you just to see if you would just do it casually.

NSFW - reader(f) x bf!megumi (aged up): unlike his public displays of affection, his private ones are like phewwww. But he will absolutely let you know in public that he needs it, and immediately.

His little code to tell you he's horny is to rub one of the palms of your hands. He acts so quiet and shy and mysterious but he's very forward with what he wants. If you ignore these advances, he applies pressure by pressing against your body in tight spaces like elevators or crowded areas. Even if its not crowded, Megumi will corner you with hungry eyes.

Megumi is a man of business. Even when he comes home exhausted from a mission, he will pick you up from anywhere and press you against the wall with lust in his eyes and desperation in his lips. It could be anywhere in the house, he does not give a fuck. He'd pin you against a wall and begin fingering you, just to fuck you in that same hallway. "Your pussy is so perfect..." type flirting.

He's an ass man (I know he's an ass man). You would wake up in his arms, with his large calloused hands kneading your ass. A string of complimentary curses would leave his lips whenever he got the chance to massage your ass during lazy days. He loved to rub on it, give it plenty of kisses and hickies. It's the reason you don't let him give you a massage often, since his attention would stay at your cheeks.

"Let me fuck the lights out of you" Megumi is peak. His fingers would dig into your thighs, demanding surrender. He loved dragging his fingers along the dip of your back when you rode him perfectly sat up. He'd even grab you by the ass and bounce you on his cock himself whenever he grew impatient. Even though he loves when you take over, he mainly likes taking control to make sure you feel good, always.

He loves being overstimulated. Even after several rounds, his mouth would completely dry whenever you tried enticing him again for another fuck. He could feel the pain in his cock, but because it was you, he was completely down for another round. He practically cried but always begged for you to keep going. "F-fuck, it's t-too much-- please--don't stop~!"

I hope this satisfied your ask, anon <3 ~ gabby

[jocelynscrazyideas]

I think of you, always || Quinn Hughes x Fem!Reader

inspired by the song affection by cigarettes after sex

Summary: After bit being able to tell the family if your bf, you meet his ex at a Christmas dinner. Getting jealous is super easy after hearing her get called pretty, you finish dinner and storm off.

Warnings: NOT PROOF READ!!! Smut, unprotected, language, harsh words towards someone.

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Meeting the family is difficult, meeting the friends is awkward. Have you thought about meeting the family when you’ve broken up a million thousand times?

Or worse, maybe the thought of being a very close family friend that is now dating one of three brothers, and now you have to “meet the family.”

Sounds easy, but once you realize the family wanted you to end up with the other brother, maybe it’s different.

Ellen and Jim, the Hughes parents, have always seen me with Luke, even Trevor. Trevor zegras is one of Jack’s hot friends that I can’t call hot. I’m 22. Fairly young. It’s forbidden to date older men, especially people the Hughes know.

The only reason why I have been chosen to have a future with the younger brother is because I’ve hung out with him more. I’ve always seen Quinn as another parent. He’s always watching out for me, he’s like another source of parenting. I didn’t hangout with him very much, until he had gotten into Michigan.

I graduated years earlier than I should have. My parents were moving to somewhere in Europe, but they were going to travel the world before they settled into the new home. So in order for me to move with them, I went homeschooled.

I got into Michigan, and I only applied to American schools, because being in Switzerland, and traveling to Monaco back in forth wasn’t fun.

Europe was only cool until my parents got a divorce. My dad also was moving to Italy after selling his home in Switzerland. Which kind of made me excited to see him. Italy is the place the Hughes spend some summers in.

~

The Hughes have been to my Monaco and newly Italian home several times. They love it there, but I get tired of it. My French is terrible, but Jack always tells me that I have an accent when I talk now because I’ve spent over half of my life in Europe. Apparently, I have a thick accent. Most of it is Italian, and a quarter of it is French, the rest is terrible English. “Say something in Spanish.” Luke mocks me.

For some reason they don’t believe me when I say I can speak four languages, “I told you, I speak French, Spanish, German, and Italian.” I roll my eyes and place the mashed potatoes onto the well decorated table.

Quinn touched my wrist, he sees that I have his very expensive watch on. I push my legging hugged ass back into his hips, he pushes back into me until Jim walks into the kitchen.

It’s an amazing Christmas break, the Devils have Christmas break at the same time as The Canucks, so everyone decided to come to Michigan and celebrate. Luke and I went down to Target to grab some cranberries for Ellen.

“I dunno why she always makes these, you hate them!” Luke laughs. He purchased the cranberry jar and stuffs it into a bag. I laugh and run my fingers through my cold brittle snowflake filled hair. “She likes them, she’s the cook, I don’t need to ask questions about her highness Hughes.” I bow and joked.

The thing about Luke, is he’s always laughing, he always understands me. Maybe that’s why Jim and Ellen love him for me? I’m not sure but I’m basically like their daughter. Somehow the boys were never my “brothers.”

I moved into their house for a year in Toronto because of my parents divorce. Jack was always at hockey, Luke never left my side and Quinn never hung out with me.

As soon as we got to the house I jumped out, and ran inside. I had the bag in my hand, Jack’s stupid shoes were sitting in the middle of the entry way.

I slipped and fell. I got up right away. The cranberries had spilled all over me from the jar. Glass crushed my hand. I don’t feel the pain, but as soon as Ellen comes rushing over from the kitchen I feel sharp tense pain in my wrist, and ass.

Luke runs in after me as he locks the car. He holds me up. He goes to grab the bandage kit they store in a closet. Ellen goes to grab the broom, and Quinn runs over to me to clean me up. Jim and Jack run out to get more cranberry jars for tonight’s big dinner.

I don’t question to holding onto Q for support, he brings me upstairs to his room. He sits me onto his bathroom counter and I feel my now bruised ass press agisnt the cold counter top.

Luke left us some bandages for Quinn to use on me. Luke left to go help his mother clean. Quinn and I are left alone.

~

It’s been 2 months of Quinn and I’s relationship. We haven’t told anybody, but it’s Halloween and I wnat a couple costume. Obviously I want to post the costumes for this year, so I’m left to wear something by myself.

~

Quinn kissed my cold cheek leaving a warm impression on my flushed face. He wraps my hand in pink bandage, and he helps me take my shoes and leggings off. Quinn changes me into some of his sweatpants, and a large shirt he has.

“Do you what them to know?” I ask.

Quinn pulled me into a warm hug. “Not yet, I’m not sure if my dad would be happy I’m the one you chose.” He rested his chin on top of my head.

“Well they will know because I have your clothes on, and they reek of your strong cologne.” I laugh. He holds my head as if i have a terrible headache.

He kissed my lips and carried me out of his personal bathroom. I walk to my room, and change into this gorgeous red dress, nice and lacy. I grab an ugly sweater and pull it over my head. Quinn changed into fancy- casual clothing to match my outfit.

We walk downstairs into a beautiful dining room, with a large Christmas tree that hangs fabulous ornaments that hold pictures of our childhood pictures. I notice that Ellen has labeled our sitting spots at the table.

I’m next to Jack, Luke next to my left, and quinn across from me. Ellen faces Jack, while Jim is sitting at the head, and the table is pressed up to the wall. So no one is sitting at the opposite side of Jim. There is an empty seat, I thought it was weird- Ellen never has an empty chair for family gatherings.

We stay eating, we pass peas, toast, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and cheese on a stick. Then we hear the door bell ring.

I thought, “Christmas carolers.”

no

“Mom?” Quinn gets up quickly. Ellen has been outside for a few minutes. She finally comes in. She grunts in frustration.”hey Quinn.” One of many the pretty girls Quinn has had a relationship with says. She walks up to him, hugs him and sets her bags down.

“You can sit here, and I’ll take Quinn’s seat.” Ellen nods,

“Mom! You knew about this?” Quinn drags her over to the Christmas tree. He lowered his voice.

Am I nervous that Quinn’s ex-girlfriend is here- while we just kissed upstairs, and to mention… He’s my boyfriend.

yes. Yes I’m petrified.

“Of course I did Quinn. She loves you still. I’m your mother. Switch seats with me.” Ellen walks him back to the table, straightening his ugly sweater on him.

“No. I like where I am.” Quinn sits down at his original seat. He places his foot on mine, letting me know he’s with me.

“Pretty.” I mouth to Quinn. He nods his head in agreement. He winks at me and he starts playing footsie with me. My dress folds right at the cut of my hip and thighs. Very short dress for a winter party.

Classical winter music continues over our dinner. Jim laughs at everything Jack says, Luke looks at me when I eat. I look at Luke when he eats. It’s just as if we’re still little and we fling Mac and cheese at eachother.

“Grub bub.” Luke laughs while drinking his apple cider. I laugh so hard I snort, Quinn starts laughing at me. Jack holds me in and sways me around. Yep, he’s drunk.

Ellen noticed the few glances Quinn and I make.

~

“Why don’t you help me clean up?” Jim waves Ellen up. We dismiss ourselves and we go back to our rooms. Quinn, well he takes his ex’s bags up to the guest room.

While they walk up here, “oh. I love that room, may I stay in it?” She walks into my room, and lays on the bed. “Comfy!” She giggles. I walk out if my closet, I suck my teeth this selfish bitch is in my bed.

“what. the. fuck.” I laugh in a rude manner. I see Quinn astonished, his mouth open. And so were her legs.

I push quinn out. I yell in his face, “get her up, or I’ll handle it myself.”

You could say I get jealous, but why did he seemed to enjoy it?

Ellen came running upstairs, “oh my!” Ellen grabs the girl out from her arm. She takes her bags and leads her to the basement guest room.

I was angry, I walking away. I had on a lacy black thong, and a navy blue spaghetti strap tank top, and some white sweat shorts on. The thong sits on my hips, and the shorts sit right on my pelvis bone. Most of my underwear was out. I ddint give a fuck. I had no bra on- “wow” Jack says while he walks his way to his own room.

“Nice one” Jack laughs at Quinn. Quinn watches me sit down in the living room couch, I turn the TV on. He comes running down to sit with me.

“Baby, come on. What was I supposed to do?” He whines.

I roll my eyes, “uh, I’m not sure- not let her walk into a room?! Im even more mad by the fact she had her legs spread open for you, and her boobs- Her Boobs! They were just out, it wasn’t her underboob or sideboob- I saw nips.” I yell out in frustration.

I get up and slide slippers on.

I get my keys and run out the door. I go for a drive, “wait no!” Quinn runs after me. I have slammed the door on his face.

~

After awhile- no phone, no internet, no way to find me, Quinn pulls his car right up next to me. Jack sits passenger. “What the hell?!” Quinn knocks on my window.

“Oh goodness! Thought you were a murderire!” I gasp.

“No. You don’t get to do that.” He yells- flailing his arms around. I see his breathe in the air. Quinn knocks on the door.

I roll down the window. Quinn bends down to see me. He kissed my face.

“I told Jack about us. Luke is pampering my “ psychotic bitchy ex” and my mom is waiting for us with hot chocolate.”

“What about-“

“Dad? Yeah no he’s gone. He’s sleeping away from his drunkness. And Jack can drive home because I sobered him up with the news about us.” Quinn rushes over the empty parking lot towards to Jack.

“Go. I’ll talk her back home.” Quinn whispered and nods his head at me. Jack crawls to the driver seat.

“You know her well Quinn! The only way to get back home is to hit 3rd base!” Jack yells out the window while pulling away. Quinn sits in the passenger seat of my car.

We’re alone in a parking lot inside a freezing car because my heater broke, and it’s the middle of winter with tons of axe murderres.

“He’s not wrong.” I look at Quinn.

Quinn mumbles, “mhm. I know.” He slides his hand onto my thigh.

I crawl to the backseat. My back hits the cold interior of the car. Quinn climbs ontop of me. He slides my tank top up, seeing my bare hard niopples. “Oh baby.” Quinn starts sucking on one. He slides a hand into my shorts.

I feel his warm but very cold hand touch my sensitive bud. He starts rubbing into my clit, he moans while he sticks one finger into my hole. He came up from my chest- he starts aggressively kissing me.

My tounge hitting his throat, his cum covered finger slides into my mouth. I suck onto my pussy juiced cover finger and Quinn unbuttons his dress pants. I feel his hard groin hit my bare torso. He’s hard- for me.

“Quinn-“ he holds my hands up with one of his own hand. He pulls off my shorts, he sees my new thong. “Impressive.” He moans. I sit up against the door. The windows are white, but not from the frost- but from our hard breathing.

Quinn stuffs his face into my pussy as if he’s still hungry from dinner. I start to cum, but Quinn pulls away from me. He holds my hand as I start rubbing myself. With his other hand, Quinn jerks iff to start some lubricant.

He starts rocking his hips into mine. I feel his cold tip touch what feels like my lungs. He holds my legs up. I know the car is rocking a ton. But I love it.

~

Quinn slaps my ass while I’m in doggy style. He fucks me hard, and he gets tired after a good 47 minutes.

~

I hope I get to finish him. I start sucking off his cum and playing with his sensitive balls. He leans his head back, letting me crawl up onto his chest. His phone rings.

“Hey dad? Whats wrong?”

“Where are you? Is y/n coming back?” Jim yells through the phone. I can hear the worry in his voice.

“Dad. Y/n. She’s fine.” I cut him off by kissing him. I turn our camera on and see Jim. Ellen is in the corner of the camera and screams. She jumps up and down.

“I knew you’d end up with one of my boys!” She smiled. She runs up to Jack and he twirls her around. Luke winks at us through the camera.

~

Quinn cuddles me in bed and warms my back up. I feel his warmth and love, I wish we announced our relationship before the dinner.

[hearts4werka]

NNN day 2 | Gothically Yours

summary: you’ve forced your boyfriend to let you do goth makeup on him and the experience turns out to be more fun than he could have expected, leaving both of you giggling while laying on the floor together…

warnings: FLUFF none! Just fluffy soft!bf!chris and his goth girlfriend playing around 😋

authors note: here we goo, second day of NNN done already. this idea was brought to me by @cupiidk1lls and basically all thanks to her for the idea, we’ve been brainstorming over it together too and how it should go. Sorry if this is a bit short too but idk how to make them longer without repeating the same things over and over again lol, hope y’all enjoy

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I scavenge through my makeup bag, preparing all of the products for a fun little activity I’ve managed to force Chris into today. Doing my style of makeup on him, he as per usual opens a can of pepsi and take a simple sip, we both sit in front of the mirror in my room with a variety of different stickers of my favorite bands and artists adoring the rims and edges of it as quiet rap music plays from the record player I have in my room. It was Chris’s choice today so thats why theres lil skies playong on the background, Ive bought vinyl records of the albums he listens to the most just so both of us can listen to the music we like.

He starts quietly singing along to the song currently playing by the time I turn my head to put on his headband to get his hair out of his face for once. "You like this song?" I ask, turning my head back to my makeup bag. Chuckling at his sudden musical interest, “Of course I like the song, it’s my favorite!” He states cheeringly which makes me giggle, after making sure I have everything I glance back at my canvas for today which is my boyfriend’s face. Grabbing the headband I put it over his head and pull it onto his forehead finally revealing his full face that’s always covered by his long ass hair.

“Finally I can see your full face.” I state slightly teasing, just to mess with him as I place a gentle kiss on his forehead which leaves faint black residue from my lipstick. He looks behind me at himself in the mirror and immediately notices the marks on his forehead, “Whats that on my forehead?” He questions and his eyes land on me and my black lips, already figuring out what it is. A soft chuckle erupts from his throat as he wipes it off with his hand while going back to looking at himself in the mirror. “Bro I look weird as fuck in this headband thingy.” “No, you don’t.” “Just look at me!” He argues and gestures to the mirror for me to look.

I turn my head and glance at him in the mirror, a slight pout playing on his lips. “You look fine, don’t be dramatic.” I reply before moving onto the main task at hand, he puts a hand on his chest for a more dramatic effect. “I’ll be as dramatic as I like, thank you very much.” Chuckling at his statement I pick up the first products and start to work on the base of his makeup. Blending in the products together with a beauty blender, his face already appearing whiter than ever. He glances over my shoulder again at himself in the mirror and decided to drop a comment. “Now I look like Casper the ghost.”

“Stop moving, Chris!” I comment softly, grabbing his face and again making him face me so I can continue my work. He mumbled a quiet “yes ma’am” under his breath before becoming still but I could feel his hands creeping up to rest on my hips to pull me closer to him as soon as I pull my hands way from his face. As I add the powdered products, I go over his nose and he sneezes from the tickle. “What was that?” He asks, glancing down at the brush with powder on it that made him sneeze so suddenly and raises an eyebrow. “It’s just powder, now just stay still in about to do your eyeliner.” I answer, going over his face with the brush again to apply the rest of the powder needed on his face.

Now moving onto the next step which is my favorite and really brings the look together, the eye makeup. I pick up the eyeliner along with a small fluffy brush and my pallet I use everyday. I start of with base eyeshadow, creating a smoky eye before finally opening the eye liner and starting to outline the shape. “How long is it gonna take you to finish?” I chuckle at his slight impatience, deep down I know he wants it to take longer than expected because he secretly enjoyed me doing makeup on him since we always end up as two laughing messes on the ground.

“It’s not gonna take me too long, don’t worry.” Then I go back to doing his eye makeup, now filling in his wing with the black eyeliner. Out of the corner of my eye I notice him admiring me as I do his makeup, I can’t help but let a small smile spread across my face at his eyes constantly being glued to my face. “Y’know you’re cool as fuck. Right?” He asks, tilting his head in question as if he’s never said those words to me. “You’ve told me that before today already.” “I know but I can’t help speaking the truth, ma.” His words earn him a deserved kiss on the lips, a sweet smirk appears on his face as he takes this opportunity to gently tackle me to me the ground and littler multiple kisses on my face.

I start giggling my ass off from the feeling left behind each one of the kisses before finally speaking between laughter. “You’re gonna ruin my makeup!” My words don’t make him surrender and only fuel him more to start tickling my sides, causing me to flinch slightly and intensify my laugh. “My-“ kiss “beautiful-“ kiss “goth-“ kiss “queen.” He says between each and single kiss as my laughter attaches onto him and infect him with my contagious giggles. He drops down next to me on the ground and we start laughing even harder than before completely out of nowhere, our surrounding becoming nonexistent as the only thing that’s left is just our laughing forms on the ground.

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[vivian-pascal]

Sandy Winds

bf!javier x f!reader

summary: Just a relaxing day out with your lovely boyfriend, Javier Peña.

warnings: fluff, teasing, public clit rubbing/fingering, ass grabbing, dirty spanish talking javi, hand grinding, description of what reader wears, vivid description of reader/Javi applying sunscreen

authors note: this is for Jamie's ocean challenge!! @mermaidgirl30

You woke up this morning feeling bright and happy. The sun was shining, the weather was good. So, you rolled over and looked at the man sleeping next to you. Your hand slowly ran up his back and into his messy curls, softy massaging his head as you watched him begin to wake.

He slowly turned over to you and smiled. "Morning querida." His gravelly morning voice coming out stronger than ever. You smirked at him as his eyes slowly began to flicker open.

"Let's go to the beach." His head immediately perked up and smiled. He hummed lowly. "And, what's got ya in the mood to go to the beach today? Thought you didn't like the sand mi amor."

You giggle at his teasing and roll your eyes. "The sun looks so beautiful today and it's perfect! I checked the forecast so it looks like there will be no rain!"

He smiles at you as you boop his nose. "Alright alright." You smile with excitement as you immediately bounce up from bed and go to grab a swim suit.

When you emerge back from the closet fully changed into your bikini, Javier can't help but to mellow a low whistle. You looked stunning.

He rises out of bed and walks over to you. Placing his hands on your waist and reaching down to grab your ass. You swat at his arm and roll your eyes. "Te ves tan hermoso bebé"

You giggle as he reaches down to kiss your lips. "Javi!!! We need to go!" He chuckles at your flustered state and lets go of your body. You grab towels, sunscreen, and you even pack a cooler filled with some drinks and snacks. You also make sure to grab some umbrellas.

Before heading out to load everything into the car, you grab your sun hat and a pull over for your swimsuit. You load everything into the back of the jeep as you hop into the passenger side.

You see Javier coming out through the garage with his swim trunks on and a green shirt. One of your favorite shirts. You unwind the window and shout out to him. "Don't wear that one!"

He gives you a confused look before heading towards you to understand what you said. "What?" You roll your eyes and motion for him to open the door. He does as he's told and stands with his hand above the door and his other on his hip.

"Don't wear that shirt." He wipes the sweat off his temple and rolls his eyes. "And why not?" "Because it's my favorite and I don't want it to get ruined at the beach."

"But I thought my blue shirt was our favorite?" You roll your eyes and sigh. "I have many favorites, now go change!" He scoffs before running back inside and forcefully changing his shirt, he reemerges with a black tank top and you smile as it is acceptable.

He hops into the car and buckles his seat belt. "Thanks hon!" You smile at him as he starts the car and backs out. "Sure thing hermosa."

Your at the beach in no time, he parks the car up and you both grab your things. Javier grabs all the heavy things of course, since you couldn't be seen with a crooked back but he could.

You grab the towels and your bag whilst Javier carries the umbrellas and cooler.

You both walk along the beach for a little before finding a nice, quiet sunny spot. He sets up the umbrellas and you lie the towels down under them. You sit on your towel while Javier assembles the umbrellas above you. You remove your pullover and start the sunscreen process.

You start with your arms, rubbing equal amounts of sunscreen on each and then down to your legs doing the same. You rub some on your face and neck before calling Javier over to do your back. This was his favorite.

He smirks as he grabs the sunscreen bottle and pours the lotion into his hand. "Now, I don't need a massage Javi, just some sunscreen applied." He rolls his eyes as he gets to work.

Slowly rubbing the cream over your back and on your shoulders, massaging it in thoroughly. He reaches down and applies some to your ass, making sure to give it a big squeeze before you turn around and scold him.

He sits next to you on his towel and watches you as you put your sun hat back on and start your people watching. He looks at you softly as he admires you.

You're his. His beautiful girl that he loves dearly. He watches as your eyes softly begin to close as you reach your hands back and begin tanning.

He moves closer to you and runs a hand over your belly, your eyes flicker open as you see his hand slowly running down your body.

"Javi." You whisper in desperation as his hand runs over your clothed pussy and down your thighs. He runs his finger under the band of your bikini and you gasp quietly.

He pulls you close so you're lying down and facing him, one leg over his. Giving him easy access to your sweet core. He looks around to see nobody in sight. When the coast is clear, he slowly pulls back your bikini bottoms and inserts his hand.

You moan at the contact of his fingers on your clit, rubbing in slow soft circles. You grab onto his bicep and pull your hat down and over your face.

His fingers run down your slit and tease your weeping hole, going in the slightest bit but then pulling back out again. He circles your clit with the smallest amount of pressure before inserting his middle and ring finger into your hole.

You moan aloud at the intrusion, he shushes you as you bury your head into his shoulder. His other hand reaches behind you and squeezes your arm, pulling you closer to him.

You begin to grind down on his hand as his movements speed up. "Estoy aquí cariño" He praises you as he circles your clit with his thumb.

Moaning and gasping as his hands work their magic. You tug at his shirt as he adds a third finger. "Come on hermosa, you can take it."

You moan as he thrusts his fingers in and out of your weeping pussy at an exhilarating pace, making your thighs tremble as you grip his shirt harder and bury your teeth into his shoulder as you come.

He growls as he feels our pussy leaking for him. He rubs your arm as he soothes you.

You giggle as the waves of your orgasm subsides. He nudges your hat up to see our beautiful face and immediately smirks. "That was fun!" You giggle as he chuckles and nods his head.

You spend the rest of the day swimming in the ocean and tanning with Javier. Just you and him, and the beach.

translations-

querida-dear

mi amor-my love

te ves tan hermoso bebé-you look so beautiful baby

hermosa-beautiful

estoy aquí cariño-i'm here honey

tags!!

@guelyury @livingonthehems @ursagittariusgirlfriend @iamsherloocked @heartpascalispunk

@pinkcrystal44 @amyispxnk @simplewanderer @tupelomiss @heartramen

@kotourasan123@brittmb115 @littlevenicebitch69 @sinful-mind-joyful-thoughts

@morallyinept @magpiepills @javierpenaispunk @rav3n-pascal22 @yorksgirl

@itsokbbygrl @mountainsandmayhem

[rakiah]

Hot take: Vil is a clothing thief

Whenever they can't sleep in the same bed, Vil will use one of Leona's shirts as pjs for the comfort. Will he wear the stolen goods out in public? Absolutely not. Will he nuzzle his face into them when he misses his boyfriend? Yes.

Leona doesn't figure it out for quite a while but is very smug when he does. He also steals a few things from Vil, like his pillow. But most notably Leona will be the one to steal Vil's last name (Leona Schoenheit), which he will be 100 times more smug about.

Hello Hot Take anon!

My, I couldn’t be more agree with that take~ After all, they’re quite stubborn so, why not apply that characteristic trait of their personality to not wanting to get rid of the other’s scent by any means. Pretty charming!

And Vil will wear Leona’s shirt better that Leona himself. (when he’d be ok to wear it out in public) Can’t fight the oversized bf shirt style 😌

[etherealhannie]

( oneshot ) ،، wonnie , nini ،، ⌇ 원우

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" who knew our future would start with a game and two virtual cats named after us ? " .ᐟ 🌱

pairing .ᐟ bf!wonwoo × fem!reader genre .ᐟ est. relationship au , peak of jealousy , cutesy of wonu word count .ᐟ 1.2k song rec. .ᐟ falling for u - seventeen

note .ᐟ i've been playing 'adorable home' for a while now , and i'm loving it ! 😚🤍 eventho it does took lots of patience to collect hearts . 😭🖐🏻

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Wonwoo had been glued to his phone a lot lately, and every time Y/N glanced his way, he had the same soft, dopey smile playing on his lips. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy—his attention had been elsewhere for days, and she didn’t like it.

It wasn’t just the phone; it was his behavior. He’d chuckle out of nowhere, completely lost in whatever was on that screen. Y/N had even caught him mumbling to himself, his face lit up with what could only be described as pure happiness. She’d convinced herself that he had to be messaging someone else. There was no other explanation.

Tonight, as they got ready for bed, the same thing happened. Wonwoo was lying on the bed, phone in hand, a small smile stretching across his face. Y/N, standing by the mirror, applied her night cream a little more aggressively than usual. The silence in the room felt charged, her thoughts running wild.

Who could he possibly be smiling at like that?

He’d been like this for almost a week, and she didn’t know how to confront him without sounding accusatory. Still, doubt gnawed at her. Was he hiding something? She’d even noticed him pulling his phone away whenever she tried to peek over his shoulder, which only fueled her suspicions.

“Wonwoo, what’s so funny?” Y/N asked, keeping her tone light, though her heart pounded in anticipation of his response.

“Hm?” Wonwoo blinked, clearly having not heard her the first time. He glanced up from his phone with that same smile. “Oh, nothing really. Just... you know.”

She raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know. Care to share?”

Wonwoo stretched lazily and sat up, phone still clutched in his hand. “It’s just this game I’ve been playing lately,” he said, shrugging as if it were no big deal.

Y/N wanted to believe him, but she wasn’t entirely convinced. She’d seen that kind of look before—it was the kind of look you gave someone when you were falling for them. Her gut twisted.

Before she could say anything else, Wonwoo stood and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. “I’m going to brush my teeth,” he said, heading toward the bathroom. He placed his phone on the bed, screen still lit up.

Y/N’s eyes locked on the phone.

This is it, she thought. If he’s hiding something, I’ll find out now.

Through the mirror, she watched as Wonwoo disappeared into the bathroom. The water started running, and she slowly made her way over to the bed, her heart racing. She hesitated for a moment, feeling a pang of guilt. But then, her curiosity got the better of her.

She picked up the phone, expecting to find incriminating messages or some kind of evidence that confirmed her worst fears. But instead, what greeted her was... a game. The screen showed a cozy, animated home—a living room filled with cute furniture and a couple of cats lounging around.

Y/N frowned in confusion. What is this?

It looked harmless, but she was determined to investigate further. Her thumb hovered over the game, and she tapped on the character in the middle of the room—a female avatar. To her surprise, when the character’s profile popped up, it wasn’t just some random name. It was her name.

Her heart stilled for a moment as the realization washed over her.

Wonwoo had named the female character after her.

Y/N couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at her lips. She tapped around the game a bit more, piecing it together. The adorable little house was styled just like the things she’d mentioned liking over the years—the pastel colors, the minimalistic design, the plants by the window. It was like Wonwoo had created a virtual version of their future life together.

The more she looked, the more her heart swelled. The game wasn’t just cute; it was thoughtful. Every detail reflected their conversations, their shared dreams. And those little moments he’d been smiling at? They were probably just him thinking of her as he played, imagining what their life would be like together.

Y/N felt her cheeks warm, the earlier suspicion and jealousy melting away into a soft, fuzzy feeling. He wasn’t hiding anything from her—he was imagining their future, creating a world where they were happy, content, and surrounded by love.

As she continued exploring the game, she noticed the pets’ names, too. He’d named the cats after the two of them—Wonnie and Nini. It was ridiculous, but so endearing at the same time.

Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, and Y/N hurriedly put the phone down, slipping back into her spot by the mirror as though nothing had happened.

Wonwoo returned to the bed, oblivious, still drying his hair with a towel. “All done,” he said, climbing under the covers. He reached for his phone, but before he could grab it, Y/N beat him to it, holding it out for him with a grin.

“You know, you could’ve just told me you were planning our future in a game,” she teased, her voice light, though her heart was still thudding from what she’d discovered.

Wonwoo froze, his eyes widening slightly. “You... saw?”

“Yeah,” she said softly. “I saw. It’s... adorable, really. I mean, you named the character after me? And the cats? I had no idea you were this sentimental.”

A blush crept up his neck, and he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “It’s not like that. It’s just... I don’t know. It’s a cute game. And I thought, why not?”

Y/N’s heart melted further at how shy he looked, clearly embarrassed by being caught in such a sweet act. She leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Wonwoo, you’re so sweet. You had me thinking the worst, and all this time, you were just imagining a future with me.”

“I didn’t think you’d notice,” he murmured, his eyes soft as he met hers.

“Well, now I know. And it’s adorable,” Y/N said, her tone teasing again. “Though you could’ve let me in on it earlier. I would’ve helped you design the house.”

Wonwoo chuckled, visibly relaxing. “I wasn’t hiding it, really. I just... liked the idea of surprising you with it one day. You know, like, ‘Hey, look, this could be us in a few years.’”

“Mission accomplished,” Y/N replied, curling up beside him. “It’s perfect. And I’m sorry for thinking otherwise. I guess I let my imagination run wild.”

Wonwoo’s hand found hers under the blanket, giving it a gentle squeeze. “It’s okay. I should’ve told you. But now you know.”

Y/N smiled, feeling a wave of relief and affection wash over her. “I love you, you know that?”

“I love you too,” he replied, his voice low and sincere. “And who knows, maybe one day we’ll have our own little home, just like that. With the cats and everything.”

She chuckled. “Wonnie and Nini?”

He laughed softly, pulling her closer. “Maybe not those exact names, but yeah. Something like that.”

Y/N teased, “So, when are we moving into our virtual house? I’ve already picked out curtains in my head.”

Wonwoo grinned, pulling her closer. “Anytime you’re ready. But just so you know, I already planned for a cat tree by the window. Our future pets will be spoiled.”

Y/N laughed softly, “You really thought of everything, didn’t you?”

“Only because it’s with you,” Wonwoo replied, his voice tender. “I wouldn’t want to imagine it any other way.”

As they settled into bed, Y/N’s heart felt light, her earlier worries completely gone. She knew one thing for sure—Wonwoo was hers, and she was his. And even in a silly game, he was always thinking of their future together.