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i see ur thinking abt the marauders and i was just thinking abt them too!! i just saw a thread on twt abt how much men hate their girlfriends but wont break up with them (đđ) and couldn't stop thinking abt how james would be so BAFFLED reading it!! would you be able to write something for that? its perfectly fine if not!! ily <33
I luv you! I'm not sure what thread you mean but I made a guess, sorry if it's not right ⥠fem, 1k
modern au. cw mention of toxic/hurtful relationships
"What is that?" James asks, pushing the sheets back as he climbs in beside you. His bowl of cereal is heaping, upwards of ten weetabix doused in milk, sugar, raspberries, blueberries, and a generous squeeze of honey.
"What?" you ask, showing him your phone screen.Â
James leans over you to scroll back up. "Men who hate their girlfriends?"Â
"Oh, it's like, people posting their screenshots, I think." You click on the tweet he'd been pointing at and show him the replies underneath. "It's just boys who act like they don't love their partners but won't break up with them either, there's loads on there."Â
"What?" he asks, holding his bowl in one hand. "Can I?" You give him your phone happily, watching as he reads through some of the examples, screenshots from different websites and forums. "'Recently had to tell a friend's bird that he was calling her all sorts of names. I'm loyal to my friends, but you could hear the hatred in his voice sometimes. She left him two days later and he was surprised, for some reason.'"
James' eyebrows pinch. He continues, "'Am I in the wrong for asking my husband to stay awake with me during my early morning labour? He keeps bringing it up.'" James shows you your phone screen. "Like, he's mad she didn't let him sleep through the birth of their child?"Â
"You know, there was a video on there a few weeks ago where a girl had put together a compilation of her boyfriend play fighting with her, and each video got nastier and nastier." You reach for the spoon to his bowl to start chopping up the weetabix the way he likes. "He was kicking her legs from under her and she was laughing it off. Once or twice, I'd think it was funny, but he wasn't even laughing himself."Â
"Why the fuck?" James asks.Â
"I don't know. Can I have a raspberry?"Â
"They're in there for you to stealâŚ" James watches you chew. You try not to pay too much attention to his staring, plopping your phone down in the sheets between your legs. "Why are these boys getting with women they don't like?"Â
"I don't know, Jamie," you tell him honestly, wading through his bowl for another raspberry. "I think they get comfortable."Â
He accepts the spoon back from you and you slouch down the fabric headboard together. James eats his weetabix slowly, the TV sending a light blue light into your otherwise dark room. "It's a bit late for supper," you murmur. "Were you hungry?"Â
James puts his bowl on the nightstand. Coils of curls brush your forehead as he leans down, one big hand on the back of your neck and the other stretched across the shoulder furthest away from him, holding you in place as he kisses the top of your head. It's a weighty kiss, full of love. "I love you. Don't ever let anyone treat you like those boys on your phone, yeah?"Â
You hum lightly. "That's what boys are like."Â
"I know. I'm just begging you not to let people do that to you." He rubs your shoulder roughly, a massaging that hurts in the good way. "You know, if you can. I get that it's not their choice."Â
"Yeah. I think people want so badly to be loved that they'll take the pretend kind. I was lucky to find you before you found someone else. You always make me happy."Â
"This is what I mean," he whines, resting his cheek on your forehead. You sigh happily at his touch, more than ready for a night of his arms around you, a heavy leg thrown over your hips to lock you in. "You think you're lucky because of those dickheads."Â
"No, it doesn't have anything to do with them. Just you."Â
James sits up to turn your face to his. "Love you," he says, kissing you quickly.Â
"Love you too. Don't stress about the phone, babe, you're not the audience they're looking for."Â
James hears your teasing tone toward the end, poking your side. "What's that for?"Â
"Nothing, just, you tried to follow me into the bathroom last night even when I told you I wasn't showering. If you're that eager to sit with me while I pee, I doubt you'll be the kind of guy who ends up on that forum."Â
"It wasn't about the peeing, stop trying to shame me," he grumbles, again pulling you in for a hug, "it was separation anxiety. I miss you."
"I get why these women end up like that, though," you say quietly. "I get why they stay. If you started shoving me for a laugh or whatever, I'd think about this, because you love me. Does that make sense? I'm so happy right now that I wouldn't want to believe that you didn't love me anymore."Â
"I know. It's fucking sad. I can't believe they do shit like that, it's pure selfishness." James settles back in his pillow. "I wouldn't ever do that shit to you. I know everyone says that, but I have to say it anyway."Â
"I know, Jamie. Don't worry. I'm not worried about it, only talking."Â
You offer him your hand. James takes it, rubs the back of it, brings it to his lips for a barely felt kiss. "Is there anything happy on that app?" he asks.Â
"Uh, I saw a video of a baby girl who only stops crying when her cat comes to check on her. Or a pregnancy reveal where the boyfriend starts crying and begging her to get married."Â
James rests his face on your shoulder, snuffling into your skin contentedly, "Ah, so my future. Put it on, angel."Â
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self fulfillment needs | myg
title: self fulfillment needs
pairing: yoongi x reader (+ implied jungkook x reader)
series: basic needs !!!
genre: m, smut, roommates au
summary: two weeks after the kitchen incident where you had sex with your roommate while your other roommate watched you, things seem the same as always but also not the same at all. you try to approach the subject to only cause a fight and another sexual encounter.
warnings: dom!yoongi, sub!reader, yoongi is bi, jungkook is confused my baby :(, sexual tension, dirty talk, she actually tries to dom yoongi at first but... haha, fingering, unprotected sex (pls be safe), a lil edging, hair pulling, teasing, yoongi himself is a warning, choking, face slapping, praising, degradation, he calls reader a slut, begging, spanking, p*ssy slapping, yoongi has a... piercing đĽ´, they talk abt jk during sex, mentions of yoongi x jungkook, yoongi is so sweet after sex i'm sad :(
wordcount: 8.8k
note: hi !!! i'm back !! first of all, this is the second part to basic needs so please read that first because you're probably not gonna understand half of this chapter. omg guys this chapter is insane i cant even look at myself in the mirror after writing all of that. i'm still not convinced if it turned out okay, it could've been a lot better, but i hope you enjoy it !!!
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itâs been two weeks since the kitchen incident. and things have been weird.
itâs kind of a tricky situation because yoongi and jungkook act just the same as always towards you, like that night never happened in the first place. you find it troubling at first but you soon realize you wouldnât even know how to approach them about what you did in that kitchen so you just let things flow. the problem is how they act around each other.
you wouldnât consider yourself being extremely close to them, but with over two years of living together youâve obviously come to know their dynamic. and you know theyâre friends, youâre pretty sure they have different friend groups but you know they are friends and they get along way better than you do with any of them. thatâs why you quickly catch on the weird vibe there seems to be between them now.
youâre used to waking up in the morning and finding them having breakfast in the kitchen together while talking about things you donât really understand, but these days you walk into the kitchen first thing in the morning and donât find any of them there. and itâs not just about breakfast, itâs about the weird tension between them when you see them bumping in the corridor, the excuses they make up not to be in the living room with you at the same time and the moments you see yoongi trying to make up conversation and jungkook just hums or gives a cold answer before leaving the room.
the worst thing is that your brain tells you it must be your fault. because it must be, right? before the kitchen incident everything was just fine but now that can barely stay in the same room for more than 2 minutes together.
and you donât mean to snap at them but you canât stop yourself from doing it one specific morning.
âwhat the hell is wrong with you two?â
the initial response you get is jungkook choking on his cereal and yoongi turning away from the coffee machine to look at you with such a surprised expression you guess he didnât expect you to say that.
âwhat?â jungkook is the first one to talk as he wipes at his chin with a napkin.
âno, donât try to act dumb now,â you tell him and hear yoongi snort. âyouâve been acting weird as fuck for the past two weeks and iâm so tired of it.â
âiâm not acting weird.â yoongi mumbles as he goes back to the coffee machine.
âiâm not acting weird either-â
âyes you are.â yoongi cuts jungkook off right away.
âhyung, câmon...â
âyou canât even look at me since that night.â yoongi says but doesnât raise his voice, heâs not trying to fight.
âi can look at you just fine.â jungkook replies and yoongi just scoffs.
âokay, jungkook.â yoongi hums completely unbothered.
âyouâre communicating like 12 year olds,â you say when youâve had enough and they both look at you again. âif something happened that night to cause all of this you should at least talk about it instead of avoiding each other.â
ânothing happened that night.â jungkook mutters as he finishes his breakfast.
âit sure looks like something happened.â you cross your arms and lean against the door frame.
âjungkookie is too ashamed of what he did that night.â yoongi says and pours the finished coffee in his mug.
you feel a pang in your chest so you look at jungkook with a cocked eyebrow for an explanation.
he is ashamed of that night?
âno!â jungkook looks panicked. âi donât- i... itâs not like that.â he keeps stuttering and you donât know what to say. maybe you shouldâve considered the chance of them regretting it.
âshe doesnât need any type of reassurance, jungkook,â yoongi speaks again. âwe both know sheâs not the one youâre having trouble with.â
âhyung.â jungkook says like heâs warning him about something you donât really understand.
âjungkook.â yoongi replies with the same tone but he currently looks much more calm than jungkook.
âcan any of you explain what is happening?â you say in confusion and jungkook just looks down at his almost empty bowl while yoongi turns around to face you with a hand gripping the counter behind him and grabbing his coffee mug with the other.
âjungkookâs never messed around with another boy and now heâs acting like heâs committed a crime.â yoongi explains and you turn to jungkook when you hear him sigh.
âiâm not gay.â he mutters, still not looking up from his cereal.
âiâm not gay either,â yoongi replies like jungkook has said the most stupid thing heâs ever heard. âdo you know what being bi means?â
âiâm not bi either.â jungkook replies.
yoongi snorts. âokay.â
âhyung.â
âi just swallowed your cum, youâre acting like i fucked you in the ass.â yoongi snaps and you have to slap your hand over your mouth to hide the gasp that threatens to slip out.
âyou touched me too.â jungkook mumbles.
âand now youâre gonna say that you hated it, right?â yoongi scoffs and jungkook gets quiet. âjungkook, you almost came in my hand.â
âshut the fuck up!â jungkook snaps, finally looking up at yoongi with what you think is supposed to be an angry expression but in your opinion he just looks cute. and you guess yoongi might think the same.
âor what?â yoongi replies with a cocked eyebrow. jungkook doesnât respond, just grabs his now empty bowl and walks to the sink, leaving it there before walking out of the kitchen.
and thank god because you were gonna drown in the fucking sexual tension if they stayed together in the same room for 5 more seconds.
âsheesh...â you whisper and walk to the counter to grab an apple.
âi donât even know why you tried to do anything.â yoongi mumbles against his coffee mug before giving it a sip.
âyou know itâs not his fault to be a little confused, right?â you tell him and sit on the chair jungkook was just sitting at. âyou were kind of an asshole right now.â you admit and he sighs, putting his blue mug down on the counter.
âiâm not mad because heâs confused, he has all of the right to go through that, all of us do.â yoongi clarifies and you hum before giving your apple a bite. âwhat bothers me is that he canât even look at me since that night.â he says, his voice quieter this time.
âyeah... i know.â you nod because youâve obviously noticed.
yoongi sighs. âdid i ruin everything with him?â you hate how worried he looks. of course yoongi cares about him. after all, jungkook is his friend and you canât imagine how tough it must be for him to feel like heâs losing his friend.
âyou didnât, yoongi.â you answer his question because you really mean it. âi just think he needs some time to think.â
âthinking is what made him start acting like this, he looked perfectly fine that night.â yoongi tells you. âwhat he has to do is talk about it, but he wonât because heâs stubborn as shit.â
âyoongi.â
âheâs my friend, i can insult him.â he says and you canât help but chuckle. âbut seriously, he should talk about all of what heâs been bottling up. heâs probably been thinking about that night for all of these past days.â
âheâs not the only one,â you blurt out without even thinking and you can feel your cheeks heat up as soon as you look at yoongi and see a smirk growing on his face. âleave me alone.â you tell him before he can tease you about it.
âi didnât say anything,â you can hear the smirk in his voice. âbut iâve been thinking about it too so donât look so embarrassed.â he mumbles like itâs nothing as he puts his mug in the sink.
âyou have?â you ask quietly. you donât really know why but you thought he wouldâve already moved on from it, thatâs why this is surprising.
ây/n, câmon.â he chuckles like your question is the stupidest thing heâs ever heard, like the answer is obvious.
youâre about to reply, not really know what exactly, but jungkook is on the door again. heâs changed from his pajamas into some black sweatpants and a big hoodie, the hood over his head to probably cover his messy hair.
âwhere are you going?â you ask him. a stupid question really. at this point of quarantine people can only really leave for specific jobs or to do the groceries, and since the three of you work from home you can only suppose heâs going to do the groceries.
you turn out to be right when he walks into the kitchen and picks the little piece of paper with the list of groceries before putting it in the pocket of his hoodie. âthe groceries,â he replies either way and looks at you. âdo you need anything else?â he asks and you notice the way he completely ignores if yoongi wants anything too but decide not to say anything.
ânot really,â you shake your had and he hums. âthanks, kook.â
jungkook nods in response and leaves the kitchen without saying another word, not even sparing yoongi a glance. just a couple of seconds later you can hear the front door opening and closing.
âheâs so...â yoongi sighs as you give your apple the last bite.
âso what?â you stand up to walk to the trash can and throw the apple. he doesnât answer. âyou wanna fuck him so bad.â you tease him.
âmaybe.â he hums and you look at him, heâs just mindlessly scrolling down his phone.
you sigh and hop on the counter, swinging your legs as you think of ways to comfront him about that night. but your mouth ends up being faster than your brain.
âwhat did you mean?â you ask and see him putting his phone down to pay attention to you.
âwhat?â it just hits you now how intimidating his gaze is so you look down at your lap before speaking again.
âhave you really been thinking about that night?â your voice is a little more quiet now.
âof course.â he replies like itâs the easiest question heâs ever gotten.
âokay, but like... in a good or bad way?â
when you donât get an answer you look up at yoongi and find him pursing his lips in deep thought, like heâs calculating the words to say.
âso weâre finally talking about this.â he says.
âyou donât want to?â
âi thought you didnât,â yoongi replies. âyou didnât address it the next morning and both you and jungkook kind of looked mortified so i didnât pressure you into talking, i thought you wanted to forget about it.â
âi mean,â you start, trying to find the words to explain. âi kinda wanted to forget,â yoongi hums for you to keep talking. âbecause i felt so... weird? no, not weird. i felt-â
âuncomfortable?â
âno.â
âregretful?â
âno,â you shake your head again. âugh, i donât know how to explain it. i just couldnât believe i did that, i felt a little... dirty.â you admit and god, it is so embarrassing.
âyou are,â yoongi replies with a little smirk that makes you want to jump on him. jesus christ, youâre so fucked. âno, but seriously- i understand,â he says, smirk completely gone. âyou couldâve talked to me though.â
âi didnât know if you wanted to talk about it,â you explain with the annoying feeling that your cheeks are heating up again. âand since you didnât talk about it either i thought you regretted it or something...â you mumble and yoongiâs jaw almost drops to the floor.
âwhat are you talking about?â he frowns, seemingly offended by what you said.
âyou donât regret it?â you ask shyly.
âthe only thing i regret is not fucking you too.â
holy shit.
you could have a gun pressed to the back of your head right now and still wouldnât admit the way your whole body feels like itâs been set on fire just from one stupid sentence.
âyou- you canât say stuff like that.â you mutter and have the decency to look at him even if youâre red as a tomato because you know heâs gonna know either way. because yoongi is a menace.
âwhy not?â he cocks an eyebrow. and fuck, heâs so hot you donât understand how the hell you didnât realize until now.
âbecause.â you reply because you donât know what to say.
âno way youâre getting shy now...â yoongi chuckles as he walks to you.
âleave me alone.â you whine in protest and reach to him with your hand to softly slap his face. you do it in a playful way, your hand barely brushing against his cheek, but yoongiâs smirk completely disappears and something in your stomach twists in fear.
âdo that again.â his voice is so fucking low all of the sudden, like heâs challenging you, and you donât know if youâre scared or turned on.
âi- iâm sorry, did i hurt you?â of course the most stupid question you couldâve asked in a moment like this is the first thing that comes out of your mouth.
yoongi only shakes his head. âi said do that again,â he repeats and takes the final step towards you to stand right in front of you. âharder.â
you gulp. your whole body feels too hot, your clothes are starting to feel uncomfortable. yoongi is too close and youâre sure heâs devouring you with his eyes.
âyoongi.â you try to say something but you donât know what you can really say.
youâve never hit anyone. well, maybe one time a couple of years ago when a guy didnât stop bothering you at a club when you just wanted to dance with your friends. youâve never hit anyone this way.
does yoongi like this? is he really one of those people?
âi donât wanna hurt you.â you mumble and feel stupid right after.
âi like it when it hurts,â yoongi replies and you have to bite your lip not to moan. âiâm asking you to do it, so just-â
the sound of the slap echoes in the quiet kitchen and you stare at yoongi with panic growing in your chest and a weird itch on the palm of your hand, the one you havenât even put down yet from how shocked you are that you just slapped yoongi. his head is turned to the side from the slap and you can see the little reddened skin on his cheek before he turns back to you.
âiâm so sorr-â
you never get to properly apologize because the words die down your throat the second yoongiâs lips collide against yours. you immediately kiss him back and hum against his mouth when he wraps his arms around your body, moving closer to stand between your legs and pulling you as close as he can to his body. your arms are soon wrapping around his neck too and you completely lose yourself in the kiss.
he kisses you like heâs missed you. like heâs been wanting, needing to kiss you again for these past two weeks. and youâre no better, you kiss him back with the same hunger and desperation because you now realize just how bad you needed him.
âfuck,â he mumbles between kisses and you hum in response, not daring to pull away when it feels so good. âcanât stop thinking about you.â
âyoongi...â you whine while one of yoongiâs hands goes up and down your thigh softly, too softly compared to the way heâs kissing you.
âwanted you so fucking bad.â yoongi sighs and starts kissing down your jaw towards your neck.
âfuck,â a little breathy chuckle slips out of your mouth when you realize something. âthis fucking counter again.â
yoongi chuckles against your neck and brings his other hand to your other thigh, making you wrap your legs around you before picking you up from the counter.
âwhat-â you mumble but yoongi gives you just a short kiss to shut you up for a moment as he starts walking out of the kitchen.
âdo you wanna get caught again?â he teases and your cheeks burn. you hide your face on the crook of his neck in embarrassment. âi want you to myself today, if thatâs okay.â yoongi says and fuck, why does everything he say makes you feel like youâre melting? youâre sure he wasnât like this before the kitchen incident.
âyeah, thatâs okay.â you leave a kiss on his neck that has him letting out a shaky breath as he keeps walking down the corridor.
âgood.â he hums and you keep kissing his neck, sucking a little mark on a spot thatâs clearly sensitive because as soon as you start sucking on it yoongiâs grip on your thighs tightens significantly.
youâre brought back to reality and forced to stop kissing on his neck when yoongi is suddenly placing you down on a bed, his bed. the covers are extremely soft, thatâs the first thing you notice, and the mattress seems super comfortable. in that moment you can understand why yoongi stays in bed until late somedays, his bed is so fucking nice.
âthere you go,â yoongi says as he hovers over you and positions himself on his knees between your legs, one of his elbows on the mattress right next to your head to support his body. âpretty.â he smiles before kissing you again.
âyou shouldâve...â you start between kisses, your hands going up to his long hair while his free hand goes down to your waist. âshouldâve talked to me before.â
âcould tell you the same.â he replies and stops kissing your lips to go a little lower, kissing your neck again.
âwait.â you squirm under him and try to push him away.
yoongi quickly pulls away, looking down at you with worried eyes. âeverything okay?â he asks.
âyeah,â you nod. âjust wanna be on top.â you try to push him again and he chuckles.
âokay,â yoongi hums and he suddenly grabs you by your thighs and turns the both of you around so that youâre on top. âgood?â he asks, staying sat up with you on his lap.
âyeah.â you smile as you place your hands on his shoulders.
âare you trying to get all dominant on me now?â he teases while his hands find their way under your shirt.
you donât know what gives you the courage for it but you smirk back. âand what if i was?â
yoongi snorts.
âwhat?â you frown, clearly offended by his response.
ânothing...â he says but you can see how heâs trying to hold back a smile.
âjust so you know, iâm a good dom.â
and itâs not a lie. youâve been dominant in bed quite many times before, itâs not like itâs your preference but you definitely have. youâre confident even if something inside of you tells you thereâs no way youâre gonna be able to dom him, your pride is bigger than that right now because his stupid smirk is making you want to shut him up.
âmh... iâm sure you are.â yoongi speaks with that stupid smirk.
âyoongi.â you whine in protest and feel stupid right after because his smirk only grows bigger.
âyouâre such a cute little dom.â he brings his hand to your face and drags his thumb across your lower lip, making you realize youâre pouting.
âyouâre pissing me off,â you shake him up a little with your hands on his shoulders. âi can dom you.â
âi had you blabbering like a little bitch the other day and i hadnât even touched you yet.â yoongi says and gives your waist a light squeeze that makes you flinch.
âit was jungkook,â you say, just because heâs actually getting to you and you need a distraction. âhe was the one fucking me.â you clarify and he cocks an eyebrow.
âyou think jungkook was the dominant one that night?â he asks. âhe completely shut down when i got there.â
you gulp when you remember how jungkookâs dominant demeanor completely disappeared as soon as yoongi walked in the kitchen that night, how he clearly obeyed to everything yoongi told him. and it is so fucking hot. by this point your panties must be ruined, you canât help but squirm uncomfortably on top of him.
yoongi seems to notice your problem because he looks down at where your bodies are together and moves his hands down to your hips, pulling you closer to him so that youâre sat exactly on top of his crotch. a sigh escapes your mouth before you can stop it when you feel how hard he is under you.
âi bet i can make you cry before you can even begin to try dominating me.â he hums and nuzzles into your neck, making you squirm just with the feeling of his nose on your skin.
âyou just caught me in a bad time that night,â you mumble. and youâre kinda right, you were so desperate that night, youâre sure you couldâve done a lot better if your desperation hadnât been clouding your mind. âdonât be so confident.â
âi went so fucking easy on you both that night,â yoongi says against your skin like itâs a warning. âactually, i didnât do anything and you two were doing everything i said like you were under a spell.â
âi...â your mind goes blank when he runs his tongue down your neck.
âyou shouldâve seen your face,â yoongi continues, leaving little kisses down the wet stripe on your neck. âyou were fucked out, you looked dumb.â he chuckles a little and you should feel offended but you only moan in response when he bites on your neck, not enough to hurt but enough to get a reaction from you.
âyoongi-â
âitâs okay baby,â he hums, his breath hitting the sensitive skin of your neck and making goosebumps erupt all over your body. âi would love nothing more than to fuck you dumb.â
âthatâs-â you surpress the moan thatâs threatening to come out of your mouth when yoongi places his hands on your hips and pulls you closer to him just to grind against his clothed crotch. âthatâs not the way you talk about a lady.â you manage to say even though your voice breaks halfway through. yoongi has obviously noticed because a dark chuckle hits your neck again.
âoh, i know,â he says. you can definitely feel how your panties are sticking to your pussy now. âbut youâre not a lady, youâre just a slut.â
a loud moan slips out of your mouth when he makes you grind your hips again and the friction between you feels just right. âyoongi...â you hold on tight to his shoulders as his lips make their way up to whisper in your ear.
âright?â
âyoongi, i-â by this time your hips are moving on their own, chasing that delicious friction agaist his crotch.
âarenât you my pretty slut?â the gentle bite to your earlobe does it for you.
you donât remember the last time you needed someone this bad. well, maybe jungkook a couple of weeks ago, but somehow this feels different. your body is screaming for him, something inside you has been begging you to let go of that pride and just give into him since you kissed.
âplease.â you say and feel stupid right after because youâve already given up and because you donât know what youâre asking for.
âoh, how i love to hear you say that word.â yoongi smiles wide at you and you canât help but continue grinding your hips against him.
âfuck, yoongi i-â
âmh, i know.â he gives you a sympathetic nod and looks down at how youâre working your hips. âlook at you,â he says and gently slaps your hip. âalready begging for it like the slut you are.â
you try to speak but the only sound coming out of your mouth is another pathetic whimper as you keep chasing that friction.
âshould i just let you do this until you cum?â yoongi asks, you instantly shake your head.
âno,â you slide your hands down his arms until youâre wrapping them around his wrists. âtouch me.â
âiâm touching you.â he fakes a confused expression as he squeezes your hips just a little. you just know heâs having so much fun with this.
âyoongi, you know what i mean,â you grind against him one last time before he lets out a chuckle. âwhat?â and you almost canât even recognize your voice anymore from how desperate and whiny you sound, but you know he likes it.
âi find it funny how you were trying to go all dominant and shit just a minute ago and now youâre begging like a slut.â
you donât say anything in response, you only bite your lip to hold back a sound because youâve never really enjoyed being talked to like this in bed but now you might be discovering something new about yourself because yoongi makes it so hot.
he smirks at your lack of response and turns the both of you again, making you lay down on your back with him between your legs. and you enjoyed being on top of him for a moment but you canât lie and say you donât like this position as well.
âi would love to take my time with you, but i wanna see that pretty pussy again,â yoongi says, completely unaware of how you blush at his words because heâs focused on pulling your sweatpants down your thighs. âmaybe iâll make it longer next time, but iâve been waiting for two weeks.â
next time. the knowledge that heâs already thinking about a next time makes you a little giddy but you donât make a comment about it.
you kick your sweatpants off when yoongi pulls them past your ankles and let then fall on the floor.
yoongi makes a disapproving soud when you bend your legs and close them, hiding from him. âcâmon, be good and open those pretty legs for me.â he puts a hand on one of your ankles, trying to make you stretch your legs.
you give in so easily, spreading your legs enough for him to get between them again. his hands go to your thighs, rubbing up and down slowly and leaving goosebumps behind.
but heâs not looking at you yet. well, he is looking at you, heâs looking at you with a pretty smirk but heâs not looking where you want him to look. that alone makes you buck your hips up in an attempt to make him look down. the gesture makes yoongi break in a chuckle but he still doesnât give you what you want, leaning down and supporting his weight on his elbow next to your head. then he gives you a kiss that leaves you speechless instead.
âwhat?â you mumble in confusion.
âyouâre so cute when youâre horny.â yoongi gives you a smile that successfully distracts you from his hand going up your thigh.
you open your mouth to reply but the only thing that comes out is a loud moan when you suddenly feel yoongiâs hand cupping your pussy over your panties.
âhave you been this wet all this time?â yoongi says and your brain canât even come up with an answer because his fingers start running up and down your clothed folds.
youâre so wet that the feeling of the soaked fabric of your panties against your pussy makes you blush in embarrassment, but it feels so good to finally be touched that you canât help the sounds coming out of your mouth.
âwhat a dirty girl,â yoongi hums as your hips buck a little to meet the movements of his hand. âso wet just because of some kissing and some grinding?â he teases you with a chuckle.
âplease, take my panties off.â you beg. you need his fingers on you.
âonly because you said please.â
he partially listens to you because he doesnât really take them off but instead pushes them to the side, which you find ten times hotter.
a loud moan slips out of your mouth when his fingers finally touch you with nothing in between. your hand twitches with the urge to cover your mouth but you know yoongi wonât like that so you settle with gripping at the sheets of his bed instead.
âhavenât stopped thinking about this pussy,â yoongi mumbles and gives it a little slap that makes you squeak in surprise. âcute.â he grins and kisses you once again.
you kiss him back, wrapping your arms around him to make sure he doesnât pull away. he swallows all of your moans when he easily slips one of his fingers inside you and starts fucking you with it before quickly adding another one, youâre so wet that his fingers slide in so well.
âmhh⌠thatâs a good pussy.â yoongi hums between kisses and you clench around his fingers.
his fingers feel so good, you canât wait for his cock.
you moan his name, making him smile against your mouth. âdoes that feel good?â
âyeah.â you whine and he curls his fingers inside you, easily finding that spot. âfuck, right thereâŚâ
it feels so good that you almost forgot you donât live alone. almost. you remember because youâre suddenly being surprised by the sound of the apartment door opening and closing.
jungkook is back home.
âyoongi,â you mumble against his lips like a warning but he only hums and starts fingering you faster. âfuck... yoon- yoongi, stop.â
âdo you really want me to stop?â yoongi breaks away from the kiss with the hottest smirk on his face.
you donât know what to answer. well, you know you donât want him to stop, but jungkook is home now and you are loud enough for him to hear.
âyoon...â you try but nothing else comes out when he slips a third finger.
âthatâs right,â he smiles and leaves a sweet kiss on your jaw as he keeps finger fucking you at a pace thatâs driving you crazy. âsay my name.â
you do. you say his name and he slips his fingers out just to give your pussy another spank that makes your whole body twitch under him.
âlouder.â yoongi says as he rubs his fingers over your folds to ease the pain from the spank.
you say his name louder, but just a little because you know jungkook must be placing the groceries in the kitchen right now, he could hear you if you said it louder.
but jungkook hearing you must be exactly what yoongi wants because he gives you another spank that has you moaning his name way too loud. yoongi smiles at the sound.
âthatâs a good slut.â he praises, his breath hitting your ear, and starts rubbing your pussy with his fingers from side to side so fast that you donât know what to do with your body, your hips twitching and your cheeks reddening at the wet sound of his hand against your pussy.
god, youâre so wet.
âpleaseâŚâ you beg through a sound thatâs close to a sob and it makes yoongi stop the movements of his hand and straighten up a little to look down at you, sitting back on his feet under him.
 âplease what?â he finally gives your pussy a break but you miss his hand, the one heâs bringing to his mouth right now. âmessy fucking girl, i always have to clean you up, right?â
you hold your breath and your pussy throbs when he slips two of his wet fingers in his mouth and hums like it is the most delicious thing heâs ever tasted.
âyoongi please.â you repeat even if you donât know what youâre asking.
âis that the only word you know how to say now?â yoongi asks, not really paying attention to you but rather to cleaning your juices off his fingers. âi wonât know what you want if you donât tell me.â
your desperation gives you the courage to sit up, your legs a little bent up on each side of yoongi, and grab at the hem of his shirt, tugging it up until itâs coming off. you throw it on the floor and take the chance to run your hands down his chest, feeling the hot skin under your fingers and getting so lost in it that the words come out of your mouth easily.
âi want your cock.â you blurt out, looking up at him with your best puppy eyes.
âyou want it?â yoongi says with that condescending tone again, like heâs talking to a dumb person.
fuck, you want him so bad.
you just nod in reply. he hums and then gets up on his knees, getting so close to you with how youâre sitting. âthen pull it out.â
you hold your breath for a second. âcan i?â
âof course you can.â
you donât think about it twice. you hook your fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants again and tug them down, biting your lip at the sight of the outline of his hard cock under the fabric of his boxers.
heâs so big. and you want him so bad.
âcâmon,â yoongi urges you to do something and you finally tug down at his boxers. âthere you go.â
you notice two things when youâve pulled his boxers down to his thighs.
first one, heâs definitely big.
second one, yoongi has a piercing on his dick. right on the underside, under his tip, a barbell on his frenulum.
you have to bite back a moan at how hot you find it and yoongi seems to notice your reaction because he chuckles. âyouâve never seen one?â he says with a teasing tone and you look up at his face.
âcan iâŚâ you shift uncomfortably under him because you need your panties off.
âcan you what?â you hold your breath when he brings a hand down to his cock, stroking it slowly. he is so close to you in the position you are right now.
âcan i suck you off?â you blurt out before you can even worry about looking desperate.
you donât miss the way he squeezes on the base of his cock as soon as you let the words out, but he shakes his head.
youâre about to complain when yoongi speaks up again. âi would love to fuck that pretty mouth, but i need to fuck that pussy first.â he nods down at your body.
you lean back, supporting yourself against your elbows, and look at him with puppy eyes now that you know they seem to work on him. âthen come fuck it.â you know youâre pouting but you couldnât care less right now. you need him so bad.
âit will be my pleasure,â he grins but then looks down at your chest. âbut take that shirt of first.â
you obey instantly and take it off in a second, throwing it somewhere on the bedroom floor and finally laying down on your back. you donât miss yoongiâs gaze on your bare chest.
âstop doing that.â you throw one arm over your eyes not to see the way heâs devouring you with his eyes.
âiâm not doing anything.â
âyouâre looking.â
âam i supposed to look somewhere else?â he responds and you chuckle a little.
âno, but- ah!â a moan escapes your mouth when you feel yoongiâs mouth on one of your nipples. you unconsciously slap your hand over your mouth to muffle any other noise slipping out of it, but yoongi is quickly grabbing your wrist and pushing your arm away.
ânone of that shit,â he says before starting to litter kisses all over your chest. your back arches a little when he flicks his tongue on your other nipple and he chuckles in response. âso cute.â
âjust fuck me already.â you beg, feeling yourself getting even more wet each second.
âsomeoneâs eager to get fucked, huh?â yoongi straightens up again and wraps his hand around his cock again, stroking it lazily like before. you canât look away.
then all of the brattiness you have in you slips out your mouth. âno, i just think youâre making me wait longer because you donât know what to do with that.â you nod towards his cock.
yoongiâs smile is gone when you look back at his face and you know youâre in trouble.
âi wanted to look at your face while i fucked you,â he starts and you can already sense a but coming. âbut i want you on all fours now.â you open your mouth to say something but he shakes his head and speaks again. âturn around before you piss me off again.â he talks with such a low voice that you canât deny him anything.
you turn around and get up on your hands and knees, though your breath hitches when he places a hand on your back and pushes down for you to get down on your elbows, you squish your cheek on his pillow.
yoongi curses behind you and you can sense heâs looking down at your exposed pussy. the reaction gives you the courage to arch your back, pressing your chest to the mattress and spreading your legs a little, just enough for him to see you better.
âif you tell me i canât fuck you raw iâm gonna be mad.â he curses and you giggle.
âyou can do it.â
âreally?â yoongi asks. you appreciate that heâs making sure.
âyes, i let jungkook fuck me raw, you should do it too.â you respond and move your ass a little. âcâmon, iâm waiting.â
and you really thought he was gonna make you wait a little more, thatâs why you gasp in surprise when yoongi rubs the tip of his cock through your folds.
âoh my godâŚâ you mumble. âplease, donât tease.â you beg when he keeps rubbing it up and down. you can actually feel the piercing and you might go crazy.
âi donât know, since you said i donât know what to do with my cock maybe i shouldnât give it to you.â yoongi says with a low chuckle as he places one of his hands on your hip.
âno, please.â you whine into the pillow, feeling like you could actually cry if he doesnât slip it in right now.
âlook at you, you havenât stopped saying please since i first touched you.â he presses his tip to your clit and rubs it just right before pulling away and making you whine again.
âi swear to god if you donât-â a loud moan escapes your mouth when you feel him slip in slowly. âoh fuckâŚâ you mumble and bury your face on the pillow. but yoongi doesnât seem to like that.
heâs suddenly threading his fingers through your hair so gently but then he tugs hard to lift your head from the pillow as he bottoms out. âwanna hear you.â he says.
âso good.â you manage to say as you support your upper body on your elbows so that the hair pulling doesnât hurt a lot, just the necessary.
âyeah?â yoongi hums as he starts to pull out just as slowly as he slipped in.
âbigâŚâ you sigh and hear a hint of another chuckle before he slips in again.
âyouâre so fucking tight, holy shit,â he groans and you can feel his hand on your hair faltering for a second so you clench around him to get a reaction. âoh fuck.â he moans and he sounds so hot that you push your ass back against him to make him bottom out again.
âyou feel so good.â you whine and he finally lets go of your hair but you rest your head on your side for him to hear you.
âcan i move?â yoongi asks, both hands on your hips now.
âyes please.â you beg.
and heâs not gentle, he fucks you hard right from the start. you can actually feel the cold piercing inside of you and you think you might go crazy. the sound of skin against skin the only thing echoing inside the room because it feels so good that no sound comes out of your mouth.
yoongi doesnât like that. he gives your ass a hard spank as he bottoms out again and stays there.
âif i donât hear you iâll stop,â he warns you and you try to move your hips for him to start moving again, but his hard grip on them doesnât let you. âdid you understand?â
âyes.â you whine and another moan slips out of your mouth when he spanks you again.
âgood slut.â
you think youâre gonna cry when he starts fucking you again. this time you allow yourself to let all the sounds out, not caring about how loud you are.
âyoongi...â your voice breaks when he starts hitting that sweet spot that makes your legs shake. your knees hurt but it feels so good you donât want to change positions.
youâre so fucked out already, you wouldnât be so gone at this point with anyone else, but somehow it feels different with yoongi.
âthat feels good?â yoongi hums and you feel a little bit of pride at how broken his voice sounds too.
âyes!â you moan. âplease, donât stop⌠please.â
âfuck,â he truly seems to like to hear you beg. âitâs like this pussy was made for me.â and he wonât stop hitting that spot, youâre so fucking close.
âyours.â you mumble, completely fucked out, and clench when you hear him chuckle at the word.
âmine?â he teases, slowing down his thrusts.
you nod uncomfortably against the pillow and cry out when yoongi suddenly pulls out. âno, pleaseâŚâ you beg, desperately pushing your ass back for him to keep fucking you.
âno, turn around.â yoongi says and you have half a mind to obey, turning around on the bed and finally laying on your back with a relief sigh.
youâre quick to wrap your legs around him to push him closer. âplease, yoongi, fuck me.â all shame is gone, you need him so bad.
âslut wants my cock?â
you nod.
âthen say it.â
âi want your cock.â you bite your lip when he starts rubbing his tip through your folds again.
âwho wants my cock?â yoongi asks, acting dumb. you want to cry.
âme.â you sigh, bucking your hips up to grind against his cock.
âwho?â yoongi asks again and you get it now.
âyour slut.â you answer. yoongi smirks proudly.
âwhoâs cock do you want?â
god. you will go insane at this point.
âyours.â
âmh, but thatâs not enough for you, right?â he hums, looking down at where his cock is rubbing against you. your breath hitches when your dizzy mind is able to get what he means.
âi-â
âone cock is not enough for your, right?â
âyoongiâŚâ
âyou got fucked by one of your roommates two weeks ago and now youâre letting your other roommate fuck you too?â yoongi circles the tip of his cock on your clit, the piercing making it feel so good youe eyes roll back. âdo you spread your legs for anyone who has a cock?â
ân- noâŚâ you blush, the humilliating words making you feel so good somehow.
âno? just for us?â yoongi asks and leans down a little, the hand he was using to hold the base of his cock wrapping around your neck now.
âyes,â you sigh. everything feels so hot. âjust for you.â
âyeah?â he hums. fuck, heâs so hot.
you try to nod but his hand around your neck squeezes a little. âfuckâŚâ you moan, your pussy throbbing now.
âi knew you would like this, dirty girl,â yoongi chuckles and gives your neck another light squeeze as he starts slipping his cock into you again. âthatâs a good slut.â he groans as you clench around him again.
yoongi keeps his hand around your neck as he starts fucking you, squeezing just lightly. and he knows what heâs doing, because the second he lets go you let out the loudest moan youâve ever made. your hand flies to your mouth in embarrassment but yoongi grabs your wrist and pulls it over your head, pinning it right there.
âi wanna fucking hear you.â he says, hips hitting against the back of your thighs so hard as he fucks you at a brutal pace.
âjung- jungkook is homeâŚâ you mutter as a warning but he only laughs.
âis that an inconvenient now?â he gives you a deep thrust that makes your eyes roll back. âlet him hear. should i ask him to come here too?â
âfuck.â youâre so close, if he keeps talking like that youâre gonna cum.
âiâm sure heâs listening from his room right now,â yoongi says, his thrusts hitting just right, youâre sure youâre creaming his cock by this point. âdo you think heâs touching himself as he listens to you?â
âoh my godâŚâ your hand twitches with the urge to cover your mouth again but he keeps it pinned to the mattress over your head, your other hand grips at the sheets tightly.
âiâm sure he wishes he was in my place right now.â he looks down at how your boobs bounce from the thrusts and youâre sure your cheeks are tomato red.
âso close...â you moan, your legs trembling around him.
âi start talking about jungkook and now youâre gonna cum?â yoongi teases, earning another whine from you. âwow, one cock is really not enough for you, isnât itâŚâ
âyoongi!â you squeak when you feel his free hand on your pussy, he starts rubbing circles on your clit.
âgonna cum around my cock?â
âyes! yes, please!â youâre so fucking loud now but you couldnât care less.
âyou want him to hear you, huh?â yoongi chuckles.
âiâm g- gonna cumâŚâ you mumble, the words almost not coming out.
âsay his name,â yoongi says and you open your eyes in shock, pussy clenching around him. âsay his name or youâre not coming.â he warns as he slows down his thrusts.
âyoongi, noâŚâ you cry out.
âthatâs not his name.â yoongi gives your clit a little lap that makes your body twitch.
âju⌠jungkook.â you try and blush right after. it feels so wrong to moan someone elseâs name in bed, you know yoongi wants it but it makes you feel so dirty. he wants you to feel like that.
âlouder, baby.â he says and the contrast between that petname and the names he was calling you before makes you feel like youâre gonna pass out.
âjungkook!â you finally say, making yoongi grin down at you.
âthatâs it, say it again.â he says and resumes the pace he was fucking you with before.
âjungkook!â you moan louder and yoongiâs fingers on your clit is faster. âfuck! oh my- ah! gonna cum!â
âgood slut,â yoongi hums. âcâmon, cum for us.â
us.
the stupid word and its implications make you clench impossibly tight around him as the craziest shock waves run through your whole body. your vision goes blurry so you close your eyes while your body goes limp, completely exhausted as you feel yoongi slipping out.
youâre about to complain when you open your eyes and see him stroking his cock and moaning as white stripes of cum land on your sweaty chest.
âoh my godâŚâ you sigh and throw one of your arms over your eyes.
you hum when you feel yoongiâs hand on your cheek. âare you okay?â he speaks so softly you couldâve sworn heâs not the guy who just fucked you.
âyeah.â you reply and something makes you start giggling lazily.
âwhat are you laughing about now?â yoongi says but yo can hear a smile in his voice.
âi canât believe that happened.â you mumble and put your arm down to look at him.
âwell, it happened.â he leans down and gives your lips a sweet kiss, then he gets down from the bed.
you watch him put his sweatpants and grab a towel from one of the drawers on his closet as your chest keeps going up and down, trying to get your breathing back to normal.
âseriously, are you okay?â he asks when he comes back to bed and sits down next to you, cleaning his cum from your stomach.
âyeah, just⌠a little sore,â you chuckle, your cheeks burning from how gentle heâs suddenly being with you. âi donât know if iâm gonna be able to get up.â
âyou can stay here for as long as you want.â he says softly and folds the towel, throwing it on a basket where you suppose he puts his dirty clothes.
âi would stay here all day,â you admit. âbut i have work and i have to eat first.â
âi can prepare a bath for you,â yoongi says and your heart does something weird in your chest. âfor your sore muscles.â he rubs a hand up and down your bare thigh.
âcan you do that?â you look at him with big eyes.
âof course i can.â
âhow can you be so sweet after everything you just did to me?â you ask and he chuckles, leaning down to kiss you again.
âaftercare is important, i take that really seriously.â
âokay,â you smile sweetly at him. âthen go prepare that bath.â
he snorts. âbrat.â but he stands up again and walks out of the room, closing the door after.
you stay there for a minute, staring at the ceiling and thinking about everything you just did in this bed. and you feel kinda good and giddy about it until you remember about jungkook.
you moaned his name. you yelled his name. and he for sure heard you. you shake the thoughts away from your head and decide to get up from bed. you need that bath.
your body begs you to lay down when you manage to stand up, your legs are sore and your whole body is so weak that you almost fall down when you grab yoongiâs shirt from the floor. you hum pleasantly when you put the shirt on and notice it covers you perfectly, yoongi always wears big clothes.
your trembling legs guide you out of the room and the smell of food cooking in the kitchen hits your nose and almost makes you moan at how hungry you are, jungkook must be cooking lunch right now. since he must be in the kitchen you take the chance to run to the bathroom, where yoongi is preparing your bath. but youâre proved wrong when you collapse against a hard chest in the middle of the corridor.
jungkook is looking down at you with something you canât really read in his eyes. he just walked out of his room, he had probably left the food cooking in the kitchen.
âhi!â you say like nothing ever happened because youâre still so embarrassed, your cheeks burning again.
âhey.â jungkook mumbles and separates from you, motioning to walk past you and back to the kitchen.
you are walking past him and to the bathroom when he says your name, making you turn to him. âyes?â
ânext time just come to my room instead of thinking about me when youâre with him.â
you freeze. you literally donât know what to say.
you open your mouth to try and say something, probably something stupid, when yoongi appears right behind you.
âi think you should just join us next time.â he says and the smug expression on jungkookâs face completely disappears. he turns around and walks inside the kitchen again.
your shoulders drop in disappointment because the reaction kind of felt like a rejection but yoongi places his hand on your shoulder.
âhe will come around,â he tells you. âheâs just stubborn.â
âyeahâŚâ you mumble and turn around to follow him into the bathroom.
âyou really want him, huh?â yoongi teases you but you completely ignore him, standing in front of the mirror and cringing at how messy you look. âmy shirt looks good on you.â he adds, standing behind you.
a little smirk grows on your face as you look at him in the mirror. âyou fuck me once and youâre already in love with me?â you tease.
âwow, look at how bratty that mouth is,â yoongi mumbles, crossing his arms against his chest. âbut then you barely speak a word when youâre getting fucked.â that shuts your mouth completely and he looks proud of it.
âshut upâŚâ you mumble and turn around to push him out of the bathroom. âget out, i wanna enjoy my bath.â
yoongi just chuckles to himself before turning around and leaving. you only notice the dumb smile on your face when you look at yourself in the mirror again.
yoongi has you smiling like that. and you also remember jungkook, how he basically told you to have sex with him again and the invitation actually sparked something inside of you.
you were just roommates a month ago but now youâre starting a dangerous game with the both of them. the thing is that it feels good, you can only hope it turns out alright.
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A/N: askssjdnandkdjas i hope you liked this chapter, please let me know your thoughts !!! it helps a lot to have feedback <3 i'm obviously makind this a series so pls look forward for the next chapter :) đ thank you all for reading ! have a nice day babes
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Hey me again, lmao
Could you do Kiyoshi + Gom as husbands, If so thank youuu xxxx
Hi there, love! đ love love love this request!! I spend all my time daydreaming abt being married to these boys LMAO it's embarassing đ alsooo ik I took long before getting to your request but I wanted to finish all the big os requests first before working on hcs bc it's more heafty so sorry for my shitty habit of taking too long for simple stuff :((
HAPPILY EVER AFTER // KNB Headcanons
Context: what I imagine married life to be with these characters. đĽ°
Pairing: GOM + Kiyoshi x gn! Reader (gender not specified)
Warnings: mainly fluff and crack, can get a bit suggestive in Aomine's (of course it's always him đ) so mdni!
AKASHI
Rich, handsome and a gentleman!!! Literally the Holy Grail of husbands
The kind to spoil his pretty spouse out of love
Takes you out on a date at some fancy restaurant at least once a week
He's also very independent!! Now, I think he's the kind to hire people to help around the house but that doesn't stop him from doing chores
He'll always help you doing stuff for the house if you need
He has amazing taste!! Take him furniture shopping and you'll end up with on of those houses you see in AD
Brings up the subject of you dropping your work so you can stay home while he's the breadwinner
He's a bit traditional in that sense because he really doesn't want you to work if it's unecessary, you know?
I mean he's crazy rich so does that even make sense to make you work?? (Unless you absolutely want to)
Wakes you up every morning with a kiss!
He always had the proudest smile when he introduces you to people as his spouse <3
MIDORIMA
TREATS YOU LIKE A ROYAL OMG
This man takes marriage very seriously, listen
He most likely did a deep analysis of your birthchart before deciding that you are the right one for him
Naturally, as your husband, he gotta get you your lucky item of the day everyday
You don't even believe in that stuff but it's his love language, I guess
Not much one to go on dates unless you want to, then he'll be up for it
He's more one to enjoy time with you at home
Something like having a nice diner and cuddling while you read
The kind to love going grocery shopping with you
Every once in a while, he'll buy a fancy bottle of wine just to share it with you
A very supportive husband!! Every project you have in mind, he's already done the research to find the most efficient way for you to accomplish your plans
Not a PDA guy but he'll happily hold your hand when you're at gatherings together
May not be very vocal about his love for you but you better believe that he talks proudly of his spouse to every one he knows
KISE
He is OBSESSED with you
Man never left the honeymoon phase, he's so crazy about you
Takes you to his fancy modelling events and shows you off to every one he meets
He also buys you lots of clothes and acessories
Dare you say something is cute, he's already inside the shop buying it for you
Tries his best as chores but it's not really his thing
Will help as much as he can, though!
Breakfast in bed kind of guy hihi
And it happens a lot because let's be real, that man isn't the kind to let you sleep at night
Like I said earlier, he's never left the honeymoon phase so... yeah
Wants to be the kind of husband that gives you his credit card and tell you to do what you want with it but you have to decline
It's ok though, he'll fine plenty of other ways to spoil you
You have that cute habit every week of taking baths together
The kind to miss a day of work to take care of you when you're sick!
AOMINE
Daiki never thought he'd ever get married, but then he met you
Not the best at being a husband but he really tries!
Like he makes an effort of not being too lazy and messy
Leaves the chores to you mainly, but will give a hand
Like if you're cleaning around and need to put stuff on the top shelf, he'll do it for you
Not the best cook so he lets you make food while he does the dishes
I'm trying to delay the obvious but that man never stops being horny for you
Literally sits and daydream of fucking you on every surface of your home
Gets so riled up at the sight of that ring on your finger, he can't believe your all his
The kind to follow you everywhere you go, even if it's for some stupid errand
Takes you out to the beach or for a picnic as soon as the sun is shining outside
Buys you clothes he thinks you'd look good in and surprisingly, he's got amazing taste
Loves when you refer to him as "husband" in conversation!!
MURASAKIBARA
So casual about being married, most likely because to him that doesn't change a thing about the way he feels about you
Likes that now he gets to have you with him all the time
Cooks for you! Buys you snacks! Takes you out on restaurant dates!
Sharing is caring so he only ever shares his snack with you
I can see him being into matching outfits (if you can find any that fits both him and you)
A bit lazy so he doesn't help around that much unless you tell him to
And even that, he'd do some chores before getting distracted
But listen, it's ok though because he makes up for it in over ways
He's very caring, only because you're his spouse
Cuddles in bed, at all time! He just feels clingy sometimes
He smiles softly when he plays with your hand and sees the ring on your finger
He likes to sit you on his lap often
Basically being a husband doesn't differ much from how he was as a boyfriend
Very casual about calling you his spouse all the time, even in front of others
KIYOSHI
Kiyoshi Teppei was born to be a husband!!
Because he grew up with his grandparents, he's got the habit of taking care of a household and the people living in it
So he naturally took in most of the chores and he's good at it!
Doesn't want you to get tired either so he'll do most things
Pays attention to all the little things so you're always comfortable
He also likes going for a run/the gym with you and he's so encouraging!
Has the stupidiest smile on his face everytime he looks at you
He holds his grandparents as a reference so he really hopes you'll both grow old together, still madly in love
Don't get that man started on building a family, he just gets too excited at the idea of being a parent!
He'd be a great one too, but the final decision is up to you. Either way, he's just happy being with you.
I don't know what else to say because he's just made to be a husband, yk?
Yeah, probably the best person to marry <3 (I'm very biased)
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Hellooo! I saw ur reqs wer open and I wanted to know if its oknif ok if u can write abt the jjk men being their for their gf's performance/exhibit for school or work when their family or friends can't make it?
(I love how how the way you write them as well! I found u through the nanami oneshot and I've just been on ur masterlist reading through all of ur fics and drabbles, esp now with me going through the same thing as above đ)
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⪠jjk men showing up in your art exhibition when nobody did âŤ
ââââââ đ´ . featuring. gojo satoru, nanami kento, itadori yuuji x fem! reader
ââââââ đ´ . warnings. none :)
note. hi nonnie :( thank you so much for the love, i'm so sorry for the delay, i'm so sorry that happened to you. i'm 100% sure whatever you were presenting to everyone was awesome! i love you <33
đđ . GOJO SATORU
gojo has received your heads up regarding an art exhibit a week prior. he'd notice the way you've been very very excited about having your art work presented for people to see. and he's happy to see you happy.
he made it extra clear he wanted nothing with the jujutsu world the day your exhibit was held â all he wanted was a nice and peaceful day to spend with his partner. gojo woke up extra early to send you off, helping you get ready.
the way your smile lit up his morning, he couldn't even get back to sleep right after, seeing how happy you are with today. gojo can't even wait for the time to struck twelve for the exhibition opening, and so he got there an hour early.
he was silent with his movements, a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his grasp as he paced around the crowded area â blue eyes averting everywhere to look for you. with his height, finding you wasn't too hard for him.
pushing through oceans of humans, he stood right in front of you. the solemn look on your face doesn't go unnoticed, "hi, baby."
you look up to see him and crack a smile, "you came."
gojo grins down at you, "of course i did, can't miss my girl's exhibition, can i?" his large hand covered the top of your head, "why the frown? are you not happy to see me?"
chuckling, you shake your head, "no. my parents couldn't make it, they were too busy with work."
and you were so excited to show them your art work too. gojo didn't forget the way you rambled on about how your parents were going to love it â especially when it was dedicated to them. and they butchered it up by choosing work over you.
this time, gojo frowns along with you, "they didn't show up?"
with a shake of your head, gojo pulls you into his embrace, "i'm sorry that happened, show me everything? i arrived here an hour ago to see you, you know?"
"one hour? so early and for what?"
"to see you, silly. i couldn't wait to see all your works," he pressed his lips onto your forehead, "and this is for my beautiful girl."
he handed you the bouquet and laced his fingers with yours, "let's get some food after this? it's a date."
"it's a date!" you smiled, no longer feeling upset.
đđ . NANAMI KENTO
people always tell you to never get excited over small things, but you couldn't help it â the slightest things made you really happy, but at the same time, the slightest things made you sad as well.
i'm sorry, can't come to the exhibit. something came up, i'll try to swing by next time y/n! maybe next year? sorry :(
you read the text over and over again. this should be fine, (friend) was probably just busy with their day so they couldn't drop by â no matter how hard you try to convince yourself that it was fine. you didn't feel like it. they promised.
"i'm sorry i'm late, y/n."
turning around to look at the source of the voice, there stood your boyfriend. sweat dribbling down the side of his face, hair disheveled with shallow and rapid breaths. he looked like he just ran a marathon.
"kento? i thought you couldn't make itâ"
nanami shook his head, "i made time for you, i will always make time for you," he gave you a small smile.
"you're not late, just in time actually," you switched your phone off, shoving it inside the back pocket of your jeans, "thank you for coming for me."
he wiped his sweat, standing up straight, stepping towards you, "where are your friends? they should be here now, are they not?"
the corner of your lips tugged downwards. it was embarrassing as it is, and now you had to tell him that they weren't coming. it's like a slap to the face, "um . . . they aren't coming. something came up, and i guess they couldn't come."
nanami's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he said nothing. his hand reached out for yours, giving it a slight squeeze, "spend the rest of your day with me?"
you blinked, "how about work?"
"don't worry about my work, you come first, understood?" he brushed his fingers through your hair, pulling you in for a brief kiss.
đđ . ITADORI YUUJI
maybe the fact that your parents were workaholics made you a better person. maybe the fact that your parents were workaholics pushed you to do better â like a cry for attention. but for some apparent reason, they never seemed to be satisfied with what you're doing.
"art brings you no good, what are you going to be? an artist? do you know how much they earn a year?"
don't be an artist this. don't be an artist that. it was pretty expected that your invitation for them was discarded with no thoughts behind. hell, they didn't even spare it a glance.
and yet, the little girl in you still hoped that they'd show up â even just for a while.
they didn't, it should be obvious. you saw it coming, but it still hurts anyways. however, itadori yuuji showed up; and he was like a ball of sunshine, so you couldn't help but to be happy as well. especially with how packed his schedule is, he still made the time to stop by.
"baby!"
"yuuji!"
he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into a tight hug, carrying you around with ease, "sorry i came a little late, kugisaki needed me to bring her shopping bags back to the cab. where are your parents? they should be here, right?"
right. they should have.
"no, they didn't come," you murmured into the crook of his neck before pulling your head back with a sad smile plastered to your face, "but i'm okay, you're here now!"
yuuji puckered his lips out slightly, "i'm going to pester gojo-sensei to let me off for the rest of the day, i need to be here with you."
you shake your head, "you can't, what if you have a mission?"
"fushiguro can take over, pretty. don't worry about my missions," yuuji replied, nuzzling his nose to the side of your face, "plus, how can i leave you alone here, huh?"
"you're the sweetest, yuuji. but what if it's an important mission?" you pinched his cheeks gently, pulling them.
"fushiguro can take over, he's strong. and there's kugisaki, and the second year students. they'll manage," he retorted, pecking your cheek before letting you down.
"you're too nice, yuuji."
"i love you. and show me your works, i can't wait to see them, you know? kugisaki wanted pictures!"
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I was re-reading Iâll Carry You and it got me wondering⌠was reader at Javi and Lorraineâs wedding? And if so, what was going through her mind when he left Lorraine at the altar? Did they get a chance to talk about it before he left for Colombia?
sweet angel darling THANK YOU FOR THIS (also, hey! I'm crying abt the fact that you wanted to reread the series! ahhhhh) - I might have gotten a touch carried away with this... oops! hope this is alright :,) in ICY, I have javier & reader aged twenty-eight when javi leaves lorraine at the altar (so this precedes that section of part II by two weeks or so)
javier & lorraine's wedding day
an I'LL CARRY YOU drabble
Explicit (18+) | Javier PeĂąa x f!reader | 1.2k words
You don't know, but you have a feeling.
Maybe it's the filters you had to sweep from the ashtray on your nightstand before leaving: eleven. Or the look in Javier's eyes when he took off this morning: so glassy, far away. How, when he crashed at yours last nightâcan't see the bride before the wedding!âhe'd asked you to hold him, said he couldn't sleep, and in the gloom of your shitty apartment you thought you felt his lips skim your jaw. Just once. Then he was asleep.
Now at the chapel, you light up on the grass while sunlight flirts with the ruffle at the end of your dress. It's bad news whenever you smoke without him, but it's not over yetâthere's still time for him to show. Then you meet Chucho's eye across the grassy churchyard you see it in his face, composed as it remains. Worry.
Spearing smoke from the corner of your mouth, you drop the filter to snub beneath your heel as Chucho wanders over, accepting shoulder claps and handshakes from waiting attendees, so many drawls wishing him congratulations, must be mighty proud. He falters none, loyal to his role as doting father of the groom.
Until, of course, he reaches you.
"Thought you were bringing him," you hush under your breath, careful to maintain a gentle grin as guests breeze past, romanced by the sweetness of a wedding in July.
Chucho nods, his hands two stony fists in his pockets, and looks at his shoes. Newly polished, you think. Decades worn. "Thought the same 'bout you."
A glance at the chapel, its pillared spire. The small, coin-shaped window at the very top where you know Lorraine must be waiting, entirely unaware that Javier has failed to show.
He could show up. There are still minutes to go.
And yet you now feel in your bones that Javier's not coming.
With a sigh Chucho pulls one hand free to glance at his watch, but there's no hope in his expression. "Never know what that boy's thinkin'," he mumbles as he too looks up at the chapel.
Your heart winces for the woman beyond the window who must now be fussing over the final details: her hair, her blush, the straps of her shoes. Perhaps fighting back tears while she holds her mother and sister, telling them this is the best day of her life. Gazing out into the churchyard, hoping for a glimpse of Javier. Practicing how it feels to introduce herself with a new last name.
Poor Lorraine.
"Don't say anythin' yet," you whisper to Chucho, steeling yourself. "Might know where he is."
You run a red on your way and find Javier brooding on his own back porch, having left your apartment in time to artfully dodge his father's departureânow he sits planted on the lowest step in his tux trousers and white shirt hanging open over his bronze chest, smoking like he has tired of this mortal plane.
Dry scrubgrass crackles as you walk, but he doesn't look up. "Gonna miss the party," he says dryly, when you come to stand over him.
You think you might be madâall this fucking ache, the years of watching him love her over you, pick her over youâand here on the big day Javier's decided it's not for him. Cold feet. False alarm. Making all your suffering feel like slinking, unnecessary shame.
"Javi," you scold, your arms crossed.
His chest glistening, slick with summer heat and freckled. He blows smoke from the corner of his mouth as his free hand rises to pinch the hem of your dress where it hangs at the level of his eye. "Y'look nice," he says.
Weak, it wilts you. He's trying to distract you from the mess he's about to make, and how pathetic you feel when he succeeds bruises you. "If you wanted to make a break for it, should've told me."
He scoffs, pinches his cigarette back to his lips to drag, and continues to thumb the gauzy fabric of your dress, unwilling to let it go.
In his silence, you sink onto the porch step beside him, letting stray grass tickle at your calves. Stealing his cigarette for a turn, staring out at the yellowed pastures where the colts are galloping in the shade of their old-world oaks. Letting the summer melt you, ruin your hair. Filling your lungs with what's polluting him.
"When'd you know?"
Javier's jaw flinches. He shakes his head. "Don't think it matters now."
For a long time neither of you speaks. You finish the cigarette, then Javier lights another and hands it straight to you. The time for the wedding comes and goes, but neither of you answer the phone when it shrills from the kitchen. After the first three calls, you go in to knock the phone from its cradle before returning to his side.
"How'd the interview go," you ask himâbecause asking this is safe. You can't ask what you want to. You can't ask him why. Asking would be to show your hand, to admit you have hope to hide.
A resigned shrug jolts his torso, shoulders burdened by guilt's great albatross. "Dunno," he says. "Said they'll know in a couple weeks."
You nod and pass the cigarette, careful not to shiver when Javier takes it in a way that touches every part of your hand. Weak: you lean against him. Spineless: your head finds the heat of his shoulder. Terrible: you almost smile when he brushes his lips against the crown of your head. You should drag him to the chapel, make him break up with Lorraine where he can look her in the face if not march him down the aisle at gunpointâshe's a good woman. Good to him. She loves him, entertains his black humor, makes sure he eats. She'd take care of him. They'd make a gaggle of cute little kids.
But you're in love with him, self-bound to secrecy and unable to shake the shackles of your adoration. Often you wonder if this fact makes you bad. Certainly unwise, sometimes unkind. Because you don't take him anywhere, don't tell him off, don't make him fess up to you. You sit, right here on the porch that's bore your weight for most of your life, and let him get away with it.
"You think you'll take it?" you say, your temple still resting against him as a tendril of smoke bleeds into the air. The miles aren't worth countingâif Javier goes, it'll cut the cord. And worse than the feeling you had at the chapel is the doom that gathers over you when you consider this in a new light: Javier isn't getting married, won't have a wife, and therefore won't have any reason to stay.
If they offer it, he'll leave you in Laredo alone. No guarantee that he'll ever come home.
"S'a long shot," he says. "Doubt they'll offer."
"They'll offer, Javi. You'd be good."
At this he chuckles softly as if surprised. "Yeah?"
He should be saying I do right now. Kissing his bride. Rushing off down the petal-blown aisle to a chorus of collective joy.
It's dangerous to wonder why instead he's here, smoking next to you. Why he came here instead of hidingâa place he knew you'd find him. Like he wanted you to. It's dangerous, yes, but you do. Quietly you unfurl one hand, let sunlight hit your open palm, and Javier looks down at it for a long, stretching moment before sliding his over it to claim.
"Yeah, baby," you tell him, eyes sinking shut. "Course you'd be good."
*also, because this bit didn't quite fit in the drabble - I imagine that when Javier finds out he's been offered the job in Colombia a couple weeks after this, he invites our girl out for the fancy dinner in part II (intending to celebrate & tell her the news) but on the day he loses his nerve and decides he can't bear to say goodbye to her, so instead he chickens out, changes his flight, and leaves :,) ow
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lol would it be weird if you made a âsceneâ between tramp soap orâŚ
since we all seen and read many scenes about hybrids or wtv
OR! if youre not up to that then can you extend on reader having a litter. About the owners reaction being totally flabbergasted at the growing roundness that was randomly thrown upon them and the difference in soaps behavior, extra protective, clingy and always there!!!
and the owners panicking when its time to have the litter, stressed from the sounds and reactions from reader
(NOT to be weird anything, im a vet and love when rescue animals have babies)
You know I actually just realized the other day that Iâve been weirdly chaste abt the hybrid shit lol. Iâm used to thinking abt being a catgirl or a bunnygirl or a doggirl getting FUCKED. But then I accidentally wrote nothing fucked up and nasty lmao.
In other words, youâre not weird.
cw: hybrids being fucking horny
Johnny does start hanging around initially because he loves your scent. A young, fertile lady. And heâs not going to deny itâ heâs a slut, and heâs got a thing for debutants. Spoiled girls, dressed up in bows and collars, perfectly groomedâ perfect for getting ruffled.
And when he first start meeting with you every morning, he has ulterior motives. Heâs planning on hitting it and quitting it. Heâs dreaming of you pinned under him, taking his knot as he fills youâ probably for the first time in your life.
(If itâs not, heâll bet youâve only had cold, clinical fuckingâ some high-born, boring stud picked out just so your owners can have little yous running around. It would make senseâ youâre clearly pedigree.)
Heâs used to girls like you treating him like a tramp, calling him a mutt, but finding themselves bent over and begging for it anyways.
So heâs a little caught off guard when youâre sweet. Bringing him treats from inside, playing with him in the yard, trying your best to introduce him to Price and Nik, oblivious to how they regard him as a nuisance at best. It just makes him want you so much more.
He decides to take it slow with you. He can tell youâre a little shy. He canât help but growl a little, deep in his chest, at the sounds you make when he paws at your breasts while he kisses you. (It was laughably easy to get you addicted to kissing, you were already so affectionate to him).
Heâs been visiting for a few weeks by the time you spread your legs and let him push his tongue into you, lots of him saying âyouâll like it, I promise, henâ. And heâs smug as hell when you cuddle into him after he makes you cum, kissing him and grinding against him instinctually.
The timeline of things just happens to play out in a proper way. Heâs become a right house pet by the time he dicks you down for real. A bit of a play chase for a bit, to get you excited, then he canât hold himself back anymore. Heâs rutting his hard, leaking cock against your wet cunt, teasing the tip against your clit until you beg him for it.
âYou wanâ me to fuck you, hen? Shove my knot in you and give you pups? Lassie, you dinnae ken how long Iâve wanted to do this.â
Thankfully, your owners were out that day.
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Skz making a bet on you Hyung line pt.2
Pairing: OT8 SKZ x f!Reader
Genre, AU: angst ofc, lovers to exes!AU
Warnings: cursing, mentions of cheating, many mentions of insecurities. I think that abt it
Summary: you happened to learn one day that the never really loved you and only made a bet with the other members to see if you would fall in love with them
A.N: Not proof read at all and this is the hyung line pt.2 to the previous one. Maknae Line pt.2 is coming soon
Parts: Hyung Line Pt.1 Maknae Line
BANG CHAN He didn't even notice you were gone until his call ended. Going around the house, he called your name multiple times. When he got no reply, he assumed you went on a grocery trip. So, he took his time to shower, get dressed and get ready for bed. Before he knew it, he drifted off to sleep.
Chan hated waking up cold. You weren't there beside him. He'd gotten used to always holding you through out these 7 years. He grabbed his phone off the night stand and checked the time. It was already 6:57 in the morning. Not hearing from you at all left him with a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.
So he immediately dialed your number. It rang once. Then twice. Then three times. You never let it ring more than two times so why weren't you answering? Finally, it went to voicemail. He called a couple more times just for all of them to go to voicemail. He started panicking. It was unusual of you to not pick up his calls unless something went wrong. One more time, just calling you one more time to make sure.
You woke up to the sound of your phone buzzing uncontrollably. Rubbing your droopy eyes, you took your phone and answered it. âHello?â You groggily said.
âY-y/n? Where are you? Why werenât you picking up my calls!? Hello? Y/n?â
The moment you hear his voice, the sleepiness left your body. You stayed silent because you were sure that youâd burst into anger and most likely tears if you tried to talk to him.
âY/n? Why arenât you answering me? I-I-Iâm worried⌠Please just say something. Youâre scaring meâŚâ
You sat up in bed, holding the phone close to your ear. After clearing your throat you finally answered him.
âWhat do you want?â You were right. You were a little too irritated the moment you started talking to him.
âWhat do I wantâŚ? What do you mean!? Iâm worried sick right now because you werenât picking up my calls and you didnât even come home last night. You couldâve at least texted me something, y/n. Donât just leave me guessing of all the possibilities that couldâve happened to you!â He was practically yelling into the phone at this point and it only made you angrier.
âWell, Iâm sorry Iâm not being the toy who sees you as their protector and is so incredibly annoying that you canât say it to her and instead to your fucking friends!â
Chan was speechless for a few minutes before speaking up again. âWhat..?â He said almost breathlessly.
âI heard that phone call you were on.â You began sniffling and the tears began to fall. âYou said that you had fun⌠fun playing with my feelings and making me believe that you were my protector an-an-and how annoying I wasâŚâ You could hear him sighing on the other end and you began to think that he was going to agree with you but he didnât.
âNo⌠no, Baby, you got it all wrong. I-I shouldnât have worded it like that.â He sighed once more. âI was talking about when I pranked you earlier this week. When I pretended that I was dead when you tried to wake me up. And then you began crying telling me how much you loved me.â
As he told you about it, you began to remember. Why were you so stupid? You began grabbing your things and walking to the shared apartment, all while listening to his explanation.
âNow thereâs nothing I can say about the annoying part. But I did say that becauseâ. Wait, you didnât hear me tell himâ never mind. What Iâm saying is that I started the sentence like that because I was saying that it just made me realize all the more how much I loved you no matter how hard it got between us. Because I know these small fights we have between each other and how mad we can get and how petty the arguments are. I just love you so much and the way you cried over me broke my heart. Youâre everything I could ever possibly ask for and Iâm just so graââ
He turned his head and saw you standing in the doorway of the bedroom looking an absolute mess. He hadnât heard when you came in since he was so busy talking to you.
âWhenâd you get here..?â Chan stood up and made his way over to you to make sure you were alright as he checked around your body. He had tears in his eyes. You couldnât help but stare at your boyfriendâs face in awe.
âI-I-I-I thought you didnât love me and I got scared. S-so I left but now everything is making sense and I feel so stupid. Iâm so stupid. I shouldnât haveââ
Chan took you into his arms, muffling your words. âDonât say that. You have every right to think that way especially from what you heard. But donât worry. I love you more than words can express.â The two of you cried into the comfort of each others arms and youâve never felt better.
After tears were dried and things were dealt, Chan looked at you curiously. It made you a bit flustered. âWh-why are you staring at me like that. Want to take your words back now?â
âNo! Iâm just wondering⌠howâd you get here so fast?â
âI-I-I was at my friendâs apartment. Itâs a floor above us.â
He took you into his arms once again, chuckling. âGod, I want to marry you.â All you could do was blush. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LEE MINHO The next day, Minho ran up to you and swung an arm around your neck. You were quick to push it off. He frowned and made a little pouting face.
"What's wrong? Why did you leave without me last night?"
You quickly answered each of his questions. Not wanting to be in his presence much longer. "Nothing. Something came up." You rushed past him and to class. Finals were just around the corner and you didn't have time to be dealing with someone like him.
This was your last year of school. You didnât want the unwanted drama. Youâve sailed through school as a well-natured person, favored by the teacherâs. You didnât want to ruin your reputation now.
But it wasnât as easy as you thought. Minho would continue to bug you in each and every class. No matter what you were doing he was there. Constantly pushing him away wasnât working and ignoring him CLEARLY wasnât working. So you resulted to the only thing you had left, confrontation.
Without second thought, you went straight to him after school and kicked him in the shin.
âOw! Who the fuck!â He quickly turned around to face you as his demeanor slowly changed. âO-oh, y/n⌠Itâs you.â He sounded kind of disappointed if you were being completely honest.
âWhat did you do that for, Sweetheart?â
You rolled your eyes and stormed off. Leaving him to chase after you.
"Woah, woah, woah, hey..." He grabbed you by the wrist and spun you around. "What's the matter?"
He was the most disgusting human being on this planet and you didn't want anything to do with it. It made you extremely irrtated and you didn't want to be there. If anything, his act he was putting up was probably all a part of that sick and disgusting, "joke," as they called it.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow."
That was all you said before finally getting in your car and driving home. You hated that you were such a pushover. You hated that no one coud truly accept you for you. You hated that you were so stupid. You hated that you were so blind. You hated yourself.
You pondered over the entire weekend. Highschool's almost over. It didn't matter now. But to you, it did matter. You weren't going to just let people treat you like trash anymore. You knew just what to do.
On Monday, you came in as a fresh new person. Both physical wise and mental wise. You weren't gonna let people fuck with you anymore. You spent the whole weekend researching on makeup. You already knew lots about fashion. Your closet was already filled with fashionable items, you just weren't sure when to wear them.
With some accents to your school uniform, you looked perfect. Now the problem was the makeup. This wasn't your forte. You've never really used makeup so it was a struggle. But with enough practice, it was almost perfect. Even though it was a struggle, your makeup came out just fine.
When walking in, you could feel the eyes that followed you. It made you super uncomfortable. Maybe you did your makeup wrong and looked like a clown instead of what you intended. Your anxiety quickly built up and you ran for the bathroom. On the way there, you bumped into a wall. Well, a body rather.
The boy gently pushed your body off of his and you were quite dissapointed with the boy you were faced with. It was Minho.
"Woah... miss, are you okay? You should watch where you're going. You're too pretty to be hurt. Are you new here?"
All you could do was scoff. People were staring because you all of a sudden looked beautiful in other's eyes. Even Minho couldn't recognize you.
"It's me, Dipshit."
"Y-y/n?"
You rolled your eyes and kicked him in his balls before leaving the scene. That was the best feeling in your life. Two less problems to deal with. Minho and the judgement of society. Fuck the rest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SEO CHANGBIN You kept crying throughout the night. It shouldn't hurt this much but you couldn't help the tears from falling. At about 9pm, Changbin knocked on the door.
"Y/n..? I know you're upset with me but please come eat dinner. Please?"
When you didn't reply, you could hear him sigh. It's not that you didn't want to talk to him and that you were ignoring him. It was just that you weren't sure if your mental state could handle that right now. You didn't want to just lash out at him.
There was some clinking and clanking in the kitchen before you heard the front door shut. It made you want to cry even harder. But you were sure that any other girl would do better for him. Than the one who currently had her back against the door as she cried.
You slowly got up and opened the door to see if he really left. It kind of broke your heart but what else could you really do in this situation? You made your way to the couch and sat down, holding your knees close to your chest. The tears were unstoppable and kept coming. It wasn't like you wanted them to, it's just you didn't know how to stop them.
As you were drowning in you sorrows, you heard the front door open. Immediately, your head shot up only to see Changbin standing there with a guilty look and a bouquet of flowers. He stood there frozen in his place.
"Baby, why are you still u-"
"Where were you?" You interceded.
Taking a quick glance between you and the door, he pointed towards it.
"I figured that you'd need space so I went out. Then I realized that you might think something bad about it. Like I'm leaving you or something. So I went to grab some gifts and come back home. So that I can beg you to take me back if you decided to break up with me. If you didn't take me back then I wo-"
At this point, Chanbin was just rambling on and on. You could see how sorry he was and it made you feel like you were a fool. So you ran to him and wrapped your arms around his frame. You cried into his chest not knowing what else you could do.
Changbin was a little to stunned to move or speak for a minute. But he slowly embraced you after setting the roses down.
"Baby... I thought you'd be mad at me." He cautiously stated.
Your lower lip quivered as you replied to him. "I-I am! But just a little bit. I'd rather have you by my side than lose you forever over something silly. Plus it happened in the past and you told me yourself. S-so I guess it makes it a better..."
And at that, Changbin holds you even tighter and lets out a sigh of relief. "I thought I would lose you forever over a mistake, in the past, I made. Thank you for forgiving me." He pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. But you shook your head.
"No, thank you for loving me." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ HWANG HYUNJIN After running for a while, you slowed down and began walking. You went to the Han River and took a seat on one of the benches. Checking your phone, to see the battery life was out and decided to take the time to relax. A lot had already been going on in your life. You had just found out that your mother was sick and you didn't want to tell Hyunjin because that would make him worry. You got reprimanded at work for getting an order wrong. Nearly fired because you "didn't know how to do your job right."
It was a stressful day and you just hoped that movie night would make it better. Except it didn't. It made it worse.
Having to find out from Jisung instead of Hyunjin himself really hurt. You knew that Hyunjin would tell you when he was ready. But, you couldn't shake off the feeling that he never liked you, let alone love you, to begin with.
You also knew that Hyunjin loved you and you were just overthinking. But were you? The river was peaceful as is and you didn't want to face reality right now so that's where you stayed.
It wasn't until nearly midnight, did you return home. Upon entering your apartment, you were met with a very distraught Hyunjin. He looked freaked out about something. But as soon as he saw you, he took you into his arms, tightly. He sobbed out onto your shoulder as he said, "thank you," over and over again.
"H-hyunnie..? What's wrong?" You ask worriedly. Yes, you were upset. But seeing him like this did something to you.
"I thought- I thought that something happened to you. You weren't picking up your calls or replying to my messages so I told the boys and other friends we both knew to contact you too, figuring you didn't want to talk to me of all people. B-but then they all said they couldn't reach you either. So I came to your apartment and when you weren't here I got absolutely terrified. What if you didn't make it home? What if you got hurt. What if you got KIDNAPPED!? And that would all happen because I was too stupid to admit the truth. Because I made you angry. Because I made the one person I promised not to hurt, hurt so badly. A-a-a-a-an-and-"
He was terribly hyperventilating at this point so you grabbed his face and kissed him. He immediately softened into the kiss. His breathing got slower and his body began to slump.
You slowly pulled away and gazed into his eyes as you started consoling him.
"Hyunnie... my phone died and I stayed by the Han River. I did not get hurt or kidnapped as you can see. Since, I'm standing right in front of you right now. If anything did happen, I would never let you blame yourself because it wouldn't be your fault. Besides, I love you and I wouldn't want you to live with that."
His teary eyes looked into yours as his lips formed a soft pout. "You still love me?"
"Of course I do. Even if you made a bet on me."
It made him cry even more at the fact that you still had this much trust in him.
"I love you too."
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don't ask just read idk what's this
ok so I remember a while ago in the Rosquez community there was a wave of angst and we had decided in 2015 after Sepang Marc had lost the baby him and Vale had because of the kick and he never told Vale.
Now.
Migbabol episode comes out. Vale says that thing where he says Marc might have fallen on purpose just to have him penalized, that he's done that intentionally.
And Marc never really recovered completely at a mental level for the loss of the baby because despite everything he had half a thought of keeping it, and even now he's hurt by that loss because he thinks "what could've been".
He usually laughs at Vale's podcasts batshit takes, because come on, who wouldn't?
But this time he doesn't, because in his mind Vale is accusing him of having killed the baby.
And he rationally knows that Vale doesn't mean that because he doesn't even know there was a baby, but his mind just races with it.
And Alex is listening to the episode with him and sees Marc freezing and tears coming because he's till wounded. And he hugs him tight because Alex obviously knew abt the baby, and that it was Vale's and that Marc lost it in Sepang.
Say this week, Misano 2, Vale is there (for RPF reasons he doesn't have children) Marc wins again, Alex comes third, they go out to celebrate, Alex gets a bit too drunk and somehow (say Ducati throws one big party for all its teams) he runs into Vale like in the bathroom.
And oh he's angry. Like so close to punching him in the face he has to remind himself he's in Italy and punching Valentino Rossi be his death sentence.
So he just insults him, tells him he's a terrible person for saying that, that Marc fell on purpose.
And Vale, still not knowing the truth, kinds does his bastard smirk and goes "And why? He could've, he had to get me out the fight somehow"
And Alex sees red, and he just doesn't keep himself in check anymore and tells Vale "He would've never done it on purpose because he was pregnant with your fucking baby, and he wanted to tell you but you went and made him fall, and he lost the baby, the first thing he told me when he came back limping because of the crash was 'Alex we have to be sure the baby is ok', do you get it Rossi? He was more concerned for the baby YOU TWO had on the way than himself, or your fucking championship. He never, never told you because he didn't want to hurt you but I don't give a fuck, you deserve to know how much of a disgusting person you are for saying that. You know, Marc saw the podcast, because every time he's convinced you'll be less of a dick, and when he hard you accusing him of pretending to fall because of the contact he had a breakdown, he didn't eat for three fucking days because he was hurt by the loss once again. So just so you know, that day you killed your child Rossi, and you hurt my brother so much you could've just killed him too. Next time you get a mic think of this, and maybe be less of an asshole"
And Alex leaves, and Vale is just standing there in the bathroom, he isn't smiling anymore, he's practically on the verge of crying, he wants to think this is yet another Marc trick, but then he remembers how one day Marc had thrown up in the morning and woke him up or of how he had placed a hand on his own belly when raising from the gravel after the fall, in the footage he saw thousands of times.
And then Marc comes into the bathroom, and he sees Vale is there, and for a moment there's something like pain in his eyes, and then Vale is closing the distance, grabbing him by the shoulders and looking at him in the eyes with this hurt gaze and just goes "We had a baby?"
And Marc is in shock, there's four people who know, his mother, father, brother and Dovi. And none of the would've told Vale, he asked never to tell.
But he can't hide it, not anymore because he's practically crying. "Yes. We did"
"When?"
"2015, I found out one week before Sepang, I didn't want to distract you so I didn't tell you, I thought about doing it after the race but then you said those things and I didn't"
"Marc did you lose it on track?"
Marc doesn't want to say it, because yes, he did, but still even after all the hurt he doesn't want to accuse Vale of it.
"Marc tell me"
"I - yes. The doctor told me the - the kick and the fall killed it."
Something inside Vale at that point shatters, he wants to punch himself.
"So I - I killed our baby?"
And once again Marc doesn't want to answer, because in his heart he can't accuse Vale of having done this, because despite everything he's STILL in love with him.
So he just looks away and Vale knows it's the truth.
"You should've never known about it, I made them promise they wouldn't tell you"
And Vale is dying inside because what the fuck why does Marc want to protect him from the truth? After all he did?
"But please Vale, I ask you just one thing. Don't say I did it on purpose, the fall, please don't say it again. I didn't, I couldn't have, not normally but especially not with the baby. I though I could've kept it. Take a season off. So please, keep on hating me, say all you want, say to the world I came begging for you the year after but please. Don't say I fell on purpose that day. I'd prefer you telling the world I was with Lorenzo and that's why I made you loose. I'd prefer that but I beg of you don't say I killed our baby on purpose"
And vale is just shocked because Marc is practically telling him he could slaughter him and he didn't care as long as it didn't involve the baby.
And NOW he truly looks at Marc and fucking sees who he's been accusing of being a monster all this time.
And he doesn't know what to do because what exactly should you do when you discover you killed your own baby for greed? And you discover it after years because who knew didn't want to tell you not to hurt you? And you have them right in front of you after accusing him of having killed it themselves?
"Marc if you told me -"
"If I told you back then you would've called me a liar, you would've told me it wasn't yours, that I was sleeping around, that I just got pregnant because I was a whore and kicked me out"
And Vale can't argue because it's true, back then he would've reacted like this.
So he just has to watch as Marc exits the bathroom and he can't say anything anymore and just stays there for God knows how long until one of the boys finds him and drives him back home.
Uh so yes sorry it's a lot but I had to get it out
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Monday Madness - Asahi Azumane x Reader
for @screamin-abt-haikyuu for the Milestone Event Week 1
Youâll never do this again.
Leave getting ready until the last possible minute, take off the skirt you wanted to wear because itâs got a stain, and then rush down the street because youâre late and not at all happy with the skirt you wore instead.
Tomorrow youâll get up earlier. No, youâll pick out your clothes the night before. And maybe-Â
Your phone clatters to the dirty ground, narrowly avoiding a puddle of water.
Overhead the trainâs arrival is announced and you bend over to pick up your phone when you hear the telltale sound of nightmares - a seam ripping.
Both your hands and your phone pressed to your backside you try to get a feeling for the damage when something soft and heavy hits your back.
âSorry!â Someone stammers behind you. âI just⌠I saw and I- take my jacket!â
Steaming with embarrassment you take the sleeves and tie them around your front as the train rolls in and everyone gets moving, pushing you forward. You turn to spot your savior in need but there are too many people and you donât know who it was.
Soon youâre sitting inside the train, the jacket bunched around your thighs. When you move around a bit trying to catch the eye of whoever came to your rescue, you feel a bump under your left leg.
Your investigation brings forth a leather wallet with a picture of a guy grinning into the camera, his dark hair gelled up and a single strand bleached like a lightning rod. You slide the picture out, hoping for a name on it but find that thereâs another guy next to him, hiding under the fold of the leather, and this guy looks familiar, awkward smile and chocolate-brown hair. But where have you seen him before?
Quietly you go through the wallet once more, though thereâs no ID and only a few crumpled notes.Â
Sighing, you put it back, resolving to bring everything to the police station near your office once youâve found a solution for your clothing problem.
It was nice of him to offer his jacket, after all. You can only hope it hasnât ruined his day.
-
âThe new designer guy is here,â your coworker Miho announces a few hours later. âCan you go get him?â
You give her a dumbfounded look. Youâre wearing her leggings after all, borrowed from her gym bag for her usual after-work workout.
âDo I have to?â
She perks an eyebrow. âYou wouldnât slight any other of your work duties, would you?â
âNo,â you sigh, getting up.Â
She calls after you. âDonât worry. Your butt looks gorgeous in my pants.â
-
âIâve got your jacket. Your wallet too.â
The guy looks up from the magazine heâd been reading and you realize with a start how weird this is.
âI mean,â you stutter awkwardly, âI think it was you? This morning at the train station?â
His eyes bulge out of his head as he gets up, towering over you easily.
âI- yes, I-â
âWait here!â You call out, racing back to your office only to come back with the bundle and the little box of candy you always have in your desk for emergencies. âThis is for you. I recognized you from the picture in your wallet.â
âOh, thatâŚâ He rubs his neck awkwardly. âThatâs pretty old. Wait-â He turns red. âI had that folded up.â
âYeah, butâŚâ you pull your shoulders up. âI was a little nosy⌠Just⌠to figure out what your name was. You donât have an ID or anything in there.â
âOh, yeah.â He chuckles. âI always lose my wallet, so I carry my ID with my phone.â He offers his hand, massive around your own. âIâm Azumane by the way. Azumane Asahi.â
âThank you,â you smile back, a little unwilling to let go. âFor saving me this morning. How can I repay you? That candy is nowhere near enough.â
âYou could-â he hesitates, looking away. âNo, itâs fine.â
âNo, please, tell me-â
âGo on a date with him,â Miho calls out from down the hallway, loud enough to freeze both of you in your spots.
âI-â
âIt would be an honor,â Azumane breathes and you canât help but laugh.
âI will,â you agree softly. âSorry. Monday Madness, really. I should be showing you around.â
When he follows you down the hallway his hand is still in yours.
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Hug Me!
gn!reader x malleus draconia
your lover wants to drown you with their affection but doesn't know how, until you beat them to it.
note: ok so it's been a while since i last wrote something i am sorry if it is a bit rusty ���� and i tried writing in a 2nd point of view let me know what you guys think abt it ^^
Walking down the trail back to the Ramshackle Dorm feels nostalgic after being stuck in the training camp for a while. Finally going back to your own dorm after a week of chaos is such a great feeling. Stretching your arms up in the air, you let the warm breeze welcome you back home.
"Never thought there would be a day that I would miss our precious dorm." While you seemed to be happy being back, Grim on the other hand is on a whole new level of joy, feeling free from everything - eyes sparkling and the fire of his ears start to go brighter.
"My sweet soft bed! No more errands from those professors and students finally I can sleep in peace."
"Grim wait- and there he goes." Before saying another word, the cat monster immediately speed towards their dorm leaving you alone on the trail. '
Silly Grim, I'll make sure that he gets his favorite tuna later.'
The prefect continue walking down the trail enjoying the scenery - birds chirping, tree leaves dancing in the air and a certain dorm leader standing in front of their garden.
Such a wonderful sight brought a smile to your face as you quietly walked behind the person - trying to give them a scare by covering their eyes but then unexpectedly your surprised (eye color) eyes met excited bright green ones.
"Child of man, you are back. You were gone for some time." Malleus muttered, his hands holding your hands together gently as if anytime you are going away for another long time. Seeing how your lover looks like a sad dragon, you find your hand patting his head and gave him a kiss on his hand.
"I missed you too, Mal! Let me tell you what happened during the camp, I wished you were there." The two of you sat together under the tree near the garden, Malleus laying comfortably on your lap as you continuously run your fingers through his hair and horns. From morning till noon, the ravenette listen to all of your story with an unknowing pout on his face.
'It's been a while since I last saw you.' Being away from you for some time made the dragon yearn for your affection and wants to drown you with his own love. 'But you look so happy talking about other humans.'
Hearing stories of you having fun without him makes him a little sad. A sigh escaped his lips making you sneak a glance at Malleus' face. Noticing how his mood changed, you poke his forehead with a finger and let out a giggle when he somehow looked confused with your actions.
"(Nickname) why did you stop?" He sat up and look at you curiously. You crossed your arms in front of your chest and puff your cheeks out - looking the other way with a huff.
"Aren't you forgetting something? I am really hurt." Although you said it as a joke, there are so many thoughts running to the Draconia's mind at the moment. Did you get offended in some way? Or did you read his mind? Did you not like his hair condition?
A laugh cut his brainstorming in a halt and all of his problems were solved the moment you opened your arms wide with a grin.
"You goofy dragon. Hug me!"
Ah, it was so easy. How can he be so foolish? Malleus chuckled at his own dilemma, looking directly to your eyes before engulfing you into a warm hug - burying his head to your neck and let out a soft sigh as if he is in the safest place in this wonderland.
"I am really back home, Mal."
"Welcome home, my love."
and little did they know something will happened in the future *ahem* chapter 7 *ahem* anyways i can't wait for diasomnia's ssr dorm cards like SEBEK'S CARD IS SAUR PRETTY IM SO GLAD I GOT HIM đĽš
as always i hope u guys enjoyed and hopefully i am not shadowbanned?? if i got shadowban i will reblog this over andd over again i need everyone to know abt my malleus fluff before angst agenda đš
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svt as boyfriends ⥠joshua edition
member: joshua x reader genre: established relationship, bullet points word count: 738 summary: joshua's boyfriend things ;) warnings: mentions of food and i think that's it! let me know if i missed anything! author's note: y'all i am almost two whole days late with this oh god it keeps getting worse. i am...very tired haha i've been working a lot to build up some money while i'm not in school so yeah. i lowkey forgot about joshua/taehyung day until i opened twitter and saw people talking abt shua and i was like WAIT THAT IS TODAY anyway moral of the story i'm tired and need a break but here is the joshua fic we've all been waiting for! ily all and enjoy <3
He lowkey gives the vibes of like. The foreign exchange student bf with a relationship with a deadlineÂ
Heâs the silly bf!!!Â
Heâs also one of the members I see the least as a boyfriend so this is going to be interesting to writeâŚ
Quality TimeÂ
Mans is a fan of everything fr !!! He absolutely loves spending time with you and your shared group of friendsÂ
Loves doing silly little activities with you like making bracelets and paintingÂ
He might just be the artsy bf we all wantÂ
Joshua loves to go to different places with you like thrift stores, arcades, cafes, literally anything as long as he is with you <3
Loves the feeling of mixing his friend groups - the day you meet his friends aka his brothers he will be imploding with love for everyoneÂ
Is the âi get bored easilyâ bf so yâall gotta be doing like ten different things at onceÂ
Will totally ask you to dance or just close your eyes and be with him when a slow song comes on at a party / get together / playing music at homeÂ
Words of Affirmation
You totally call him Joshy or Shua and he loves every minute of it bc he thinks itâs cuteÂ
âDarling, would you like to get coffee with me tomorrow morning?â SCREECHINGÂ
Believes the relationship revolves around pet names (ie. baby, sweetie, darling) he's adorableÂ
Is always proud of you and encouraging!!!Â
Likes to leave little notes for you around the house. Maybe by your favorite drink in the fridge that reads, âI got these for you. stay hydrated, loveâÂ
At the beginning of the relationship he was so formal with you, that it took him saying âI love youâ for the first time to relax for five seconds LOLÂ
Physical Touch
Joshua loves handholding âźď¸
This man always wants to have some sort of contact with you, whether that be holding hands, linking fingers or rubbing your back
Loves having you sit on his lap or lay your legs across hisÂ
His go-to move when you are in public is linking your pinkies together (how cute :3)Â
Leans on you when he laughs because he cannot sit stillÂ
I feel like Joshua would like. move his fingers on your leg in the way of playing piano keys but with guitar if that makes sense? Like where the frets are? Idk
Is also the type to be scared of touching you in front of others until you explicitly tell him that it's okay
Acts of ServiceÂ
Loves doing the chores for you
âHey, baby, I'm gonna fill my water bottle. Do you need me to fill yours?âÂ
Or even a, âhey i borrowed your car, but i filled the tank before bringing it backâ we love a man who can afford to fill a vehicleâs tank at this point in time
Likes to bring you lunch once or twice a week --- heâll make it himself and pack it in a cute little bag and everythingÂ
Helps you in little ways like folding the laundry or helping you pick out outfits on those days that you struggle to do anythingÂ
Is always there for you when literally anything happens. You need someone to help fix your car? Heâs on the phone finding a shop. You canât reach a high shelf or your back hurts too much to bend down to get something from a low cupboard? Heâs right there ready to help
Gift GivingÂ
I touched on this a tiny bit earlier but !! handmade jewelry omg he would make matching bracelets for yâall or even a necklace or earrings for you if bracelets interfere with your job
Always buys little trinkets that remind him of you or your relationshipÂ
âHey I found this little glass rose decoration and it reminded me of the time i got you flowers when i asked you out the first timeâÂ
HE WILL ALWAYS HAVE THE CUTE SHY SMILE WHEN HE GIVES YOU SOMETHING TOO as if youâll ever tell him that you dislike something he got for youÂ
He would also love if you gave him gifts too like, âhey joshy I got this little container that can help you keep your beads organizedâ and heâs melt into a puddle of goo onto your living room floorÂ
Also gets something for you (usually your favorite snack or drink) when youâre especially sad or stressed out - like a super gift instead of his regular daily gifts or somethingÂ
Idk just know heâs really sweet and enjoys crafting
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any hcs for pony having the BIGGEST crush on the reader???
(this is my first ask like this so my b if it doesn't make sense)
IVE WAITED YEAR FOR SOMEONE TO ASK ME ABT MY THEORIES!!!! (I joined the fandom last week)
But yes I can absolutely do that, I love you so much for sending me this thank you thank you.
Ponyboy with a crush
Okay so weâre gonna say that reader is a school friend of his
You two sit next to each other in English class and talk to each other about the books
Because I canât imagine him being into someone who doesnât like reading
And heâs just, so sweet to you
Realistically heâs usually just quiet
But he asks you about your morning and your weekend plans and anything thatâll keep you talking
Ohhhhh he will not shut up about you
Soda knows your birthday, your favorite color, your favorite book, what movie you went to go see on Tuesday, anything you tell pony about yourself is locked in his mind and then probably relayed to his brother. (Unless itâs personal)
If you give him anything (anything from a gum wrapper heart, to a book you liked and want him to have) heâll keep it forever
Soda and Johnny are begging him to just ask you out so heâll shut up about you
You on the other hand have no clue he likes you
Because heâs soooo freaking awkward in general when it comes to people
Like heâs super quiet, and would never admit his crush to any of his âschool friendsâ so his âflirtingâ is the average persons âconversationâ
Heâs also probably kinnda mean to you at first
Not like ruin your self esteem mean, but a little standoffish sometimes
Heâs not used to having a crush, he doesnât know how to act, and he certainly doesnât think youâre being genuine when youâre friendly
So you get a lot of âuh huhâs and âyea sureâs for the first couple weeks
But eventually he tells Soda how heâs been acting and gets an earful
So he decides to give the friendship a chance
And is enamored with you from that day on
Sorry if this is all over the place!!!! Love you!!!
Please reblog if you enjoyed
#the outsiders ponyboy#ponyboy x reader#ponyboy michael curtis#ponyboy curtis#ponyboy headcanons#ponyboy curtis x reader#the outsiders#the outsiders x reader
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i know i just requested something (so sorry abt thisđđ) but i just thought of this!!
a modern AU meet cute with fives!! like a romantic little thing with a gn reader please!! maybe in a cafe or restaurant bc i love food lol
Coffee Cake
Summary: You are a busy person, always running hither and thither, running errands for your boss, your coworkers, and your family. And, every morning, you stop at the same cafe for coffee and a piece of coffee cake and hope that the cute barista will finally notice you.
Pairing: ARC Trooper Fives x GN!Reader
Word Count: 1440
Prompts: Modern AU
Warnings: None
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly
A/N: So this is less meet cute and more they already had their meet cute and are now friends who want more. I hope you don't mind! I also wrote this in under an hour, without any coffee because I have bloodwork this morning, so I'm sorry if there's any mistakes. And I'm, like, 90% sure that I kept this GN, but if I didn't just let me know!
The cafe smells like fresh coffee and fresh pastries. Itâs probably the most comforting scent that you know, comforting enough that the moment you step through the doors, stress just falls off your shoulders.Â
Stress is a regular part of your life.
Well, okay.
Stress is a regular part of everyoneâs lives, but you seem to have twice as much stress compared to everyone youâve ever spoken to.
âBabe,â They say, âBabe, youâre doing too much. You need to slow down.â And then they dump three weeks' worth of needs on you, and your stress levels just skyrocket.
At this time of day, though, so early that the birds are still waking up and the sun is just barely creeping over the horizon, there are not many people in the cafe. So youâre able to move over to your favorite table and drop all of your stuff on the table.
Technically, your work day doesnât start for another hour, but you have some emails you need to send, and a speech you need to read over and correct for your friend. Not to mention, Mom needs you to make reservations for her, Dad, and your older sister and brother-in-law at a 5-star resort on the other side of the country.
And then your workday will properly start.
Yay.
You think itâs kind of telling that youâre not invited to the resort for the vacation that youâre scheduling for your family, but youâre not going to call them out on it.
This time.
You jump when someone raps their knuckles on your table, and then turn your head to look at the man standing just to your left.
Tall and broad, with curly hair, a neatly trimmed goatee, and a 5 tattooed on his temple, Fives is probably the biggest reason that you regularly visit this cafe rather than one of the dozens of other cafes in the city.
A small smile crosses your face when you see him standing there, âGood morning, Fives,â
âMorning yourself, early bird,â He teases as he reaches out a tugs on one of your curls, âThe coffee cake isnât done yet, but I do have your coffee.â He sets the paper cup on the table next to your laptop, âPeppermint cream and two sugars, just how you like it.â
You sigh, âYouâre an angel among men, Fives.â
He smirks at you, âOh, I know.â
You laugh quietly and sink into a chair, resting your chin on your knuckles as you look up at him, âBusy morning?â
âNever,â Fives replies as he leans his hip against the table, âYou know we have some regulars, but the majority of our clientele is made up of my brothers.â
âWell, you do have a lot of them,â You joke as you pick up the cup and take a sip of the cafe and then pull it back to look at it in surprise, âDid you putâ?â
âWhipped cream? Yes, I did. With some chocolate shavings.â Fives replies smugly.
You set the cup back on the table and look up at him, âMarry me?â
âYou only want me for my coffee.â He counters with a grin, âI wanted to try something new, if you like it enough Iâm going to add it to the menu.â
âAh, and here I thought you just wanted to spoil me, not that I was playing taste-tester.â
âIt can be both,â He says with a shrug, âAnyway, what mess are you cleaning up this morning?â
âMmâŚI have some emails I need to send for work. My friend in the governor's office needs me to read over a speech she prepared for the Governer. Oh, and my parents and sister need me to book them a stay in a 5-star resort when they go on vacation.â
âYouâre going on vacation?â
âWell, I wasnât invited.â
âWait, you werenât invited but you still have to do all of the work?â
âYup.â
âDonât do it.â
âIf I donât then it wonât get done,â You reply.
âThen it doesnât get done, itâs not your problem.â
You sigh softly, âHonestly, itâs fine. I donât have time for a vacation anyway.â
Fives stares at you for a moment and then drops into the seat next to you. He smells like coffee and pastries, and thereâs a smudge of powdered sugar on his cheek, and itâs all very distracting.Â
âYou,â Fives says as he takes your laptop and shoves it back into your bag, âdo too much. When was the last time you took a vacation?â
âUhâŚI dunno, five years ago, maybe? My sisterâs wedding.â
âAnd was that an actual vacation, or did she make you play wedding planner?â Fives asks.
â...Iâm feeling very attacked right now.â
âGood, you should.â He takes your hands in his so you arenât able to grab your laptop, âYou deserve better.â
âTheyâre my family and my friends,â
âThem being family only excuses so much,â Fives counters, âAnd you need better friends.â
âItâs not that easy, Fives. Can I have my laptop back?â
âNo. This is rest time.â
You sigh, âFivesââ
âThe bags under your eyes are so deep that they can probably carry all of my clothes with room to spare,â
You pull back and shoot him an offended look, âThatâs mean,â
âIâm worried about you.â He releases one of your hands so heâs able to pull your chair closer, and you can feel his warmth radiating off him, âThereâs more to life thanâŚthis.â He gestures to the pile of work stuff.
âI know that! I do. Iâm justâŚbusy, thatâs all.â
Fives watches you for a moment, and then he smiles, âDo you dance?â
âIâŚwhat?â
âDance? Do you dance?â
âNot well,â You reply slowly, âIâm not very coordinated.â
âWell, Iâm going clubbing tonight with my brothers,â Fives says, âCome with me.â
âTo the club?â
âYeah.â
âAnd do what? Sit there and watch other people dance and drink?â You ask.
âDonât be obtuse,â He rolls his eyes, âYouâll dance with me. Iâll make sure you get home safe.â
You stare at him, bemused, âYou want to dance with me?â
âI want a lot of things. But Iâll settle for dancing for now.â He grins at you and continues before youâre able to ask him about his comment, âAnyway, are you in? Itâll be fun~â
You sigh softly, âYeah, okay. Iâll go dancing with you tonight.â
The broad grin that crosses his face surprises you, though youâre not sure why youâre so surprised. Fives always gets excited when you say that youâre trying something new.
âThatâs great! The dress code is whatever you can move in, Iâm sure youâll look amazing,â Fives says, his voice very excited, âBut, I have to get back to work. Iâll bring you your coffee cake as soon as itâs done.â
You smile at him fondly, âFives,â
He pauses before he stands, âYeah?â
âYou have sugar on your cheek,â He blinks at you and wipes his cheek, only to miss the sugar, and you laugh softly, âHold on, I got it.â You reach out and lightly brush the sugar off of his cheek and onto the floor, âThere. Perfect,â
You start to pull your hand back only for him to grab your wrist and, in one smooth motion, he pulls you towards him and crashes his lips against yours.Â
You release a surprised noise, and then you melt into him, your free hand coming up to rest against his chest.
In your experience, first kisses are supposed to be soft and gentle. But this one isnât. Itâs deep and probing as if Fives is trying to determine what makes you tick with every press of his lips against yours.
You could lose yourself in him if you had the chance, so itâs probably a good thing that Hevy yells at Fives from behind the counter, âOi!â He shouts as he flings a ball of paper at his younger brother, âStop making out with your girl and get back behind the counter.â
Fives flips his brother off without looking away from you, and thereâs a small smile on his face as his hand lingers against your cheek. He leans in as if heâs going to kiss you again, only for his twin to jerk him out of the seat.
âIâm happy for you, Fives. But you need to get back to work. Now.â Echo hisses as he drags Fives away from the table.
You lightly press your fingers against your lips, theyâre tingling a little bit. And, for the first time in your life, youâre looking forward to going out tonight.Â
And, judging by the goofy grin on Fivesâ face, tonight canât happen fast enough.
#star wars#tcw#star wars au#vodika-vibes 650 event#arc trooper fives x reader#fives x reader#star wars fanfiction#x reader fanfiction#gn!reader fic#answered asks
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hi hp!! did you know that orgasms could help reduce the feeling of menstrual cramps? đ¤
who among txt do you think would be most likely to⌠support you this way when you tell them youâre cramping :(
(totally not dealing with cramps right now nope đ¤Ą)
- đł
hi!! omg im sorry its been a few days since u sent this in, hopefully ur feeling ok!
but omg! i wrote something about this on my old blog before it got permanently flagged. lemme see if i can find it~
ok..it was LONG long, so i cut it down~ shout out to @peachanonie for the thought in my inbox the first place :}
cw. periods, period sex, cunnilingus on period, period blood, everything about periods, sex toys, penetration (protection not mentioned), pet names (baby), TMI about my personal preferences lmfao.
peach: BEOMGYU!! i think heâd be a bit into bloodplayâŚ. like the idea of it at least. but poor baby wouldnât like the idea of hurting u like that so heâd never actually indulge cus itâs scary to him :( but! when he reads online somewhere that orgasms can be really good for periods⌠baby boy gets so curious
keeps reading and finds out ppl get extra sensitive when on their period too and he gets so đł
at that point itâs just a matter of brining it up to u cus heâs a little shy when it comes to this stuff. tried to gently suggest it next time ur on ur period by hinting at it a bunch âdid you know orgasms have a lot of benefits while on your period?â side eyeing you to see ur reaction LMAO heâs so cute.
but ofc ur not dumb and u see exactly what heâs doing⌠how cute heâd look while u tease him and make him feel small under u while u press kisses to his jaw and sweetly whisper how much youâd love to be pleasured by him if he wants to
as soon as he gets the okay, heâs practically jumping on you. starting at ur boobs and showing them LOTTTTSSSSS of love cus he knows how sensitive ur nipples get on ur period đ¤ wants to hear ur pretty noises so so bad so he doesnât let up til he canât take the excitement of eating u out ok ur period any longer.
makes sure everything is clean and prepared for a mess lol and then he GOES TO TOWNNNN. like i think as soon as he sees ur pretty pussy dripping with a mixture of period blood and arousal, heâd be fuckin floored and would dive straight for your clit (knowing itâll pull the loudest moan out of u). and as soon as he actually TASTES you? instantly humping the bed. i think heâd cum in his pants quite quickly too đ poor baby just thinks u taste too good :( itâd turn him on so much. and with how hard you clench around his tongue, mixed with the taste of u in this state, i think heâd even maybe cum twiceâŚâŚ cus i know heâd be going at it for a looooooong time. just wanting to make u feel good and ease ur stress during this painful week :(
and when he finally lets up, he looks up at u with pretty little doe eyes, asking if u feel better and your heart just SWELLS at the sight of him. chin covered in ur release n blood, so so pretty for uâŚ.
already has a damp towel ready on the bedside table to clean u both up. and donât expect him to fuck u after. no no no. all he wants is for you to gently stroke his cock while you lovingly make out, laying facing each other, til he whimpers into ur mouth that heâs cumming. pls pls PLS cuddle him to sleep, he wants to fall asleep with his head in ur chest :( and donât even think abt getting dressed LOL u can wear underwear if u want cus ur on ur period but he will NOT allow you to get too hot in the night and ruin ur much needed sleep during such a stressful week for u! (itâs totally not because he wants to have a faceful of ur soft bare breasts to fall asleep to)
waking up the next morning to see a sleepy gyu with bed head and pajama pants laying out plates of pancakes for you both is honestly the best part.
service bf beomgyu is my weakness đ
-đ
me: ...peach. peach. PEACH. im in shambles. literally trying to think of anything to add lmao. but...this is soooo beomgyu.
i can totally see y'all sittin on the couch together and he's just scrollin thru his phone and ur just kinda groaning and he asks u what's up. you tell him ur on ur period and cramps are esp bad that day.
and he's like "...i read orgasms can kinda help w that..." and tries being as nonchalant as he can, but u catch on lmao. AND MAYBE! bc i see beomgyu's partner being a lil cheekyâyou decide to tease him urself.
"oh ya? i think i heard that somewhere too..." nd u giggle just a bit, hopping off the couch, takin out ur tampon/cup lol, and returning w a lil vibrator. u bend over, ass toward him, slippin off ur pj shorts and he's just o.O then u plop back down, legs spread, spreadin ur lips a bit nd he sees u all wet and a bit bloody...speechless. u wanna tease urself, wanting his tongue to be the first thing that touches ur clit to get that "first touch" moan you know what i mean so u just switch it on, the sound of it alone makin u wet. and u kinda just rub it around your pussy for a bit, but he can't take his eyes off u.
"awe, jealous of my vibrator, baby?" and he just swallows and stutters a bit before he takes over and does everytHING
but i definitely need to write hcs for all of them!!!!!!!!! AAAAHHHH kicking nd squealing bcâmy thing (TMI ALERT!!!) with period sex is i like penetration on my period. and i love seeing the bottom of my booty just barely covered in blood afterward. it literally makes me hnnggg. so just thinkin about yj takin someone from behind on their period, booty a lil bit red AH crying ><
#inbox!#đł anon#peach!#hp's hard thoughts âď¸#beomgyu smut#beomgyu hard thoughts#beomgyu hard hours#txt hard thoughts#txt smut
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Heyy can you do some head cannons about any one of the characters (preferably Marcus or euronymous but it doesnât rlly matter what ever you wantđ) where the reader is pregnant? If youâre not comfortable with that itâs fineâ¤ď¸ also I love all of your postsđđź
thank you so much <3 and since these are hcs, ill do both :))
"to carry a child." | marcus & euronymous
fingertips. - lana del rey
female!reader x euronymous + marcus
contents: pregnant reader, mentions of sex
euronymous.
he'd wake up to the noise of your throwing up in the toilet rlly early in the morning
and this would happen for a few days, but he wouldn't think anything of it
until you walked into the bedroom crying one day, holding something in your hand
you handed him a pregnancy test and waited for his reaction
his eyes widened when it read positive
he'd always considered what would happen if he got a girl pregnant, and now it was happening
he would be a little freaked out at first
his lifestyle doesnt exactly support him creating a family of his own
but then he would look into your tear-filled eyes and feel his heart calm down a little
you'd tell him that you wanted to keep the child, and that flipped his entire world around
he wondered if he was even fit to be a father
but he'd be willing to try, just for you
throughout your entire pregnancy, he'd buy you everything you wanted and be extra loving toward you at all times
something tells me that he would want to take charge when it comes to naming the baby
he pretty much sets his entire life aside to make sure that you're alright
he couldn't bear to imagine anything happening to you or his child
he'd try to get as many customers in his shop as possible to earn enough money to support your new family
and when you finally had the child, he'd be all teary eyes in the hospital
the moment when he held his baby for the first time, he would feel real joy for the first time.
marcus.
you'd been living with him for a while after your "one night stand."
he liked having you around helping out with stuff
and he was planning on making things official with you very soon
getting pregnant with him would be a little more intentional though
he'd ask you before you had sex if you were ready, and would only continue after he got your approval
he'd buy you a few pregnancy tests the next morning
and surely enough, one week later it was confirmed that you were pregnant
he knew that you were the perfect girl to start a family with, so he was completely ready to commit to you for the rest of his life
however, he didn't realize at first that he'd have to change his lifestyle a little
he couldn't be out partying late at night anymore, or come home wasted like he usually did
he had to take care of you 24/7 to make sure that you were alright
it was a large sacrifice to make
but after he fully thought about how much he wanted to start a family, he was motivated to make that commitment
he'd buy a new house that was appropriate for a family setting
and you can be sure that he'd go wild when decorating the baby's room with toys, stickers on the walls, etc
when you went into labour, he was a worried and shaky mess
he couldnt eat, sleep or do anything else that required little to no effort
he just needed to know that you and his child were ok
when he laid his eyes on his child, he completely broke down
he held it tenderly in his arms as tears rolled down his cheeks
he'd take you home and put you to sleep
but he'd sit on the couch, holding his baby and picturing his new life with you and his child in it.
author's note: this was supposed to come out last week, but i just found it rotting in my drafts today :(( im so so sorry abt that, but lots of posts are coming out today :))
#rory culkin#rory culkin smut#euronymous#lords of chaos#swarm 2023#swarm#i ⤠rory culkin#lana del rey#444rockstargf
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