#that sua smirk too

[kimborachant]

©Babysbreath

[booksandmemes]

Till, texting: Ivan, will you please go to sleep? Ivan, texting back: What makes you think you didn’t just wake me up? Till, yelling: I CAN HEAR YOU CLAPPING TO THE FRIENDS THEME EVERY TWENTY MINUTES SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO TO SLEEP! --- Mizi: Sua, we're hungry! Till: Sua! What's for dinner? Ivan: We're hungry, Sua! Sua, frying a bottle of ketchup over the stove: *screams* --- Till: If I punch myself and it hurts, am I weak or strong? Mizi: Strong. Hyuna: Weak. Luka: An idiot, is what your are. --- Hyuna: I would do anything for money. *later* Hyuna, covered in blood: THE STATEMENT STILL STANDS! --- Luka: My goal is not to be the best, but to inspire someone enough to one day surpass me. Mizi: YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT EVERY TIME YOU BEAT ME TO ONE OF MY FRIENDS DYING! --- Till: I met this person on tinder and asked for his last name. He sent it to me and went “Doing a little background check? You might find out I’m a stalker, just ignore that” with a kissy wink emoji. I thought alright so good sense of humor. Till: I looked him up, he was a stalker. --- Mizi: I’m in love with you. Sua: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork. Mizi: I know. Sua: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool- --- Hyuna: You call it 'bad at darts'. I call it 'freestyle'. Bartender: I'll have to ask you to leave. --- Mizi: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one of those. Luka: Break their 'undying trust' and test if it's really that immortal. --- Till: The food is too hot. I can't eat it. Ivan: You're pretty hot but I'd eat you anytime. Till: Ivan: Sua: Just ONE DINNER- --- Luka: I feel awful about killing you. Sua: *dead* Luka: Even though technically I never even did it, so I don’t know what everyone's bitching about. --- Luka: I got grounded for a whole week just because I came home late. Hyuna: Well, you deserved it. I mean, getting everyone's hopes up like that and then showing up again. --- Comments under an image of a really hot knife cutting bread* Till: Imagine stabbing someone with this knife. Ivan: It would instantly cauterize the wound, the person wouldn't bleed, so it's not very useful. Hyuna: if you want information it is Mizi: why would you STAB a person when you can have TOAST? --- Mizi: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me? Luka: It isn’t smirking at anyone, you’re all just imagining it. Sua: Three of us saw it, Luka. How do you explain that? Luka: *points at Till* Sleep deprivation. *points at Sua* Paranoia. *points at Ivan* Delusional personality disorder. --- Sua: If I fall… Mizi: I’ll be there to catch you. Till: *looks at Ivan* What if I fall? Ivan: Then I’ll fall with you, never leaving your side. Luka: *watches these two interactions* Luka, to Hyuna: And if I fall? Hyuna: I’ll be the one who pushed you.

[wonyqt]

TOO BAD FOR US

summary at a frat party, you watch jungkook let naeun flirt with him, jealousy boiling over into a fight outside. he pulls you back in with possessive words and empty promises, and despite knowing better, you let him. the cycle repeats—love, pain, and a bond that destroys you both.

pairing toxic bf jungkook x toxic gf (f) reader

disclaimer this is my first time writing, so please be kind! i’m still learning and open to constructive feedback. hope you enjoy the story!

he’s leaning against the kitchen counter, one hand wrapped around a red cup, the other shoved into the pocket of his jeans. his jaw tightens as he listens to something jimin is saying, but you barely register their conversation.

because standing way too close to him, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers, is naeun.

your blood runs hot. it’s always her.

she laughs at something—something jungkook says. it’s not even funny. you know because you know him, and he doesn’t make jokes for people like her.

yet he doesn’t pull away.

your grip tightens around your own drink, fingers digging into the plastic as sua leans in close. “you’re going to kill someone with that glare,” she murmurs into your ear.

“she’s pathetic,” hyerin chimes in, popping a piece of gum between her teeth. “always throwing herself at him.”

you inhale sharply, telling yourself to look away. to let it go. but you can’t. because jungkook is yours.

and he shouldn’t be letting her throw herself at him like that.

before you know it, your feet are moving. the crowd parts for you like they can sense the storm brewing under your skin. when you reach jungkook, you slide a hand up his arm, nails pressing just hard enough to remind him who he belongs to.

“hey, baby,” you say sweetly, tilting your head.

jungkook glances down at you, his expression unreadable. “you good?”

you aren’t. not when naeun is still standing there, smirking like she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“hi, y/n,” she says, feigning innocence. “i was just telling jungkook about—”

“i don’t care,” you cut her off, smiling through clenched teeth.

jungkook exhales, shifting his weight. “y/n, don’t start.”

“are you seriously defending her right now?” your voice wavers, but your grip on him only tightens.

naeun hums, folding her arms. “it’s not that deep. we were just talking.”

you let out a sharp laugh. “right. because you always ‘just talk’ to guys in relationships.”

the tension is suffocating now. jimin and taehyung exchange wary glances, while sua and hyerin stand behind you. but none of it matters. because all you care about is him.

and he isn’t saying anything.

jungkook runs a hand through his hair, jaw clenching. “you’re making a scene,” he mutters under his breath.

something in your chest cracks.

a scene. that’s what he thinks this is. not a betrayal, not a violation of the trust you’ve given him—just an inconvenience.

your hands tremble as you step back, blinking away the sting behind your eyes. “you know what, jungkook?” a bitter smile curling at your lips. “go ahead. talk to her. flirt with her. hell, take her home for all i care.”

he looks at you then, really looks at you. but you don’t wait for a response.

because you’re already walking away.

how could he do that? how could he just stand there and let her—

“y/n!”

you don’t have to turn around to know it’s him. you can recognize jungkook’s voice anywhere—low, rough, and laced with frustration.

you swallow hard, but your pride won’t let you stop.

“y/n, stop.”

before you can take another step, a strong hand grips your wrist, spinning you around. the moment you’re face to face, your resolve wavers. his dark eyes burn into yours, his breathing uneven, like he ran after you.

like he cares.

“let me go,” you mutter, trying to yank your arm away.

jungkook doesn’t. instead, he steps closer, the scent of his cologne and alcohol wrapping around you like a drug. “what the hell was that?” his voice is controlled, but there’s an edge to it.

you let out a sharp laugh, shaking your head. “are you seriously asking me that?”

“you embarrassed me,” he bites out, eyes flashing.

your stomach twists. “i embarrassed you?” your voice rises. “maybe you should’ve thought about that before letting her hang all over you.”

jungkook’s jaw tightens. “i didn’t do anything.”

“that’s the problem!” the words spill out before you can stop them. “you never do anything, jungkook. you just stand there and let her act like i don’t exist.”

his grip on your wrist loosens slightly, but he doesn’t let go. “you’re overreacting.”

and that’s what does it. the casual dismissal, the way he makes you feel like you’re crazy for wanting something as simple as respect.

you exhale shakily, blinking up at him. “i hate you.”

the words come out soft, barely above a whisper. but they shake something between you.

jungkook flinches, his lips parting slightly like he wasn’t expecting that. like he doesn’t realize how much he’s hurt you.

but then, something shifts. his fingers tighten around your wrist again, pulling you closer. and just like that, the anger in his eyes turns into something else—something darker.

possessiveness.

“you don’t,” he murmurs, his voice lower now, almost gentle. “you could never hate me.”

and the worst part? he’s right.

because no matter how much he breaks you, no matter how many times he makes you feel like nothing, you always come back.

always.

a shaky breath escapes your lips as he leans in, his forehead brushing against yours. “i’m yours,” he whispers. “you know that, right?”

still, when his lips press against yours, you don’t pull away.

because you’re his too. even if it destroys you.

his lips move against yours with desperation, like he’s trying to erase everything that just happened—erase the fight, the jealousy, the pain. and like always, you let him.

because this is what you do.

your fingers curl into his hoodie, pulling him closer, as if closing the space between you will somehow fill the void in your chest. his hands slip around your waist, gripping you tight—too tight, like he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he lets go. but you never do.

you never will.

when he finally pulls away, his forehead stays pressed against yours, his breath warm against your lips. “i don’t want anyone else,” he murmurs.

you swallow hard, your hands still trembling from the anger that hasn’t fully faded. “then act like it.”

his jaw clenches, but he nods, brushing his thumb against your cheek. “i will.”

and you believe him. because you always do.

the door to the frat house swings open, laughter spilling into the night air. you glance over jungkook’s shoulder and see naeun stepping out, her eyes locking onto yours for a fraction of a second before she smirks and walks away.

your stomach knots.

jungkook notices. “hey,” he murmurs, tilting your chin back to face him. “don’t.”

but how can you not? how can you not feel the doubt, the insecurity, the constant fear that no matter what he says, he’ll never be yours the way you want him to be?

still, you nod, forcing a smile. “okay.”

his lips brush against your forehead, lingering for just a moment before he pulls away. “come back inside?”

you know you should say no. that you should walk away, let the night end with some semblance of dignity. but when he looks at you like that—like you’re the only thing keeping him tethered to reality—you can’t.

so you take his hand.

and just like that, the cycle resets.

because no matter how much he hurts you, no matter how many times you swear it’s the last, you know the truth.

you’ll always choose him.

even if it destroys you.

[minjiarchive]

shameless | sua x fem!reader

ah sorry for my bad updates.. i'm back again 🥲 i was thinking a lot about riding bora's nose for some reason so hmm

warning / smut, face riding

“what's wrong? frustrated you can't cum?” bora tilted her head at an angle, cupping your jaw lightly as you let out a few more noises. she noticed your lack of energy when riding her thigh, like if your mind wandered somewhere else in front of her.

your eyes softened while riding out a few strokes, “it feels good but... i have something else in mind that would feel better.”

bora's eyebrows raise in anticipation and her breath almost hitches.

you lean into her ear while your arms wrapped around her neck, your voice above a whisper but enough for her to hear your plead, “i want to ride your face,”

“please.”

bora groans at your words, not in annoyance, but from the way she soon went from wet to dripping. she shifts in the bed under your weight, almost whimpering from the hard throb of her cunt. she could've sworn that you almost made her cum from hearing that.

bora then yanks at your hair as she forces you to look directly at her, a sharp gasp cutting through the stuffy air.

“you just want to be my dirty little girl, don't you?” she asks, her fingernails digging into the side of your hips.

you nod as much as bora would let you with the tight grip on your hair, a smirk present on her face when she lets go and leans back.

“of course you do.”

bora teases and puts on her most cocky side in bed because she wants you as needy as you can be. she never has to try much until you're at your most vulnerable point that she can play with and own. her toy - as she likes to call you. and that's what bora adores about you so much. letting her toy with you while allowing you to have your fun, unless she's making you take it.

everything's fun as long as she's making you cum as much as she pleases.

you get off bora's thigh to allow her to lay flat on the bed, giving you the chance to admire her figure for a brief moment. it makes you wonder everytime how you have such an intoxicating woman all to yourself.

her hand comes up to your jaw, brushing her thumb across your lips, “come here, baby.”

“on my face.”

you were sure that your legs weren't even working at that point. but you obey and slowly put both knees on the side of her face, your cunt inches away from her swollen lips. nothing seperating the distance between you two, even feeling bora's hot breath against you. and the way she looked up at you through hooded eyes made you even weaker.

you lowered yourself down until you felt her lips make contact with your clit - and bora moans into you. she starts slow, making sure she enjoys every moment as she kisses your needy bud. each kiss turning more opened mouth and you start whimpering uncontrollably.

“that's it,” her arms wrapping around your thighs, “so fucking good for me.”

she mumbles against your sweet core, sending more electric shocks of pleasure up your body. bora notices your hips lifting up when it gets too much and she doesn't let it slide at all, her strength underestimating you when she pulls you in closer.

you moan louder as your hands desperately find anything to grip onto. one of your hands fall onto the headboard of the bed while the other tangles in her hair, trying to get her to fuck you deeper even when you're on edge.

“fuck-- bora, please.” you gasp out as you feel her tongue hungrily lapping up your arousal.

she sends you closer to your high with each noise she makes against you, accompanied by her pretty mouth fucking you relentlessly. the room felt more stuffed than ever and it must've been worse for bora but she wouldn't let you go anywhere, moving your cunt away from her would lead her to bury her face into you.

“i'm getting... so close,” you cry out, making sure she hears you from how much your legs are clenching around her face.

“i want to make a mess on your face.”

her tongue falls in deeper as you grind yourself onto her harder - so hard that you felt the tip of bora's nose touch your clit slightly. she always had the most perfect features to ride and you thought about all the years you lived without riding a face like hers, if you were even alive that is.

your legs began to shake like they were about to give out any second and it starts getting unbearable. unlike any other night, bora allowed you to cum once you got close and she certainly wasn't going to get mad at you for doing so because she was just as desperate to taste you.

and bora struggles to speak through pink folds, “cum for me, baby.”

you came as soon as you heard her muffled command and your entire body shudders and jerks all across her mouth. your screamed out orgasm was enough for bora to hear while you pressed your thighs tight and it provokes her to continue licking every last bit of you.

when you come undone from your high, you shakily let yourself off of bora's tongue. and just as you were about to help her cool down as well, the quick glance at her started the ache between your legs all over again.

“you taste so much better like this.” two of her fingers come up to her face as she messily smears your cum towards her tongue, savoring every taste of you like you're her last meal.

“now, are you gonna be a good girl and finish cleaning the rest up?”

[lewisvinga]

Can you write something about vini maybe? Like maybe him begin jealous/overprotective of u when someone from barca tries their luck with u?(like maybe gavi or de jong since they kinda have beef)

my girl ! | vini jr x fem reader!

warnings; jealous & protective vini🤞🤞

note; this is so late SORRY 😔 but vini is too fine i love him sm

masterlist !

Real Madrid and Barcelona’s rivalry often became physical on the field. However off field, they often tried to keep their peace. Vinicius just wanted to be peaceful with any rivals off the field, mainly due to not wanting to be fouled over and over again on the field.

He tried really hard. He truly does.

But having the most gorgeous girlfriend all dressed up at some event while a certain youngster keep ogling you, it didn’t help.

You excused yourself to go get a drink at the bar while Vinicius was talking with Eder, Rodrygo, and Raphinha. You were ordering a cocktail when you felt someone appear behind you.

“Whats a lady like you doing here alone?”

You turn around and make eye contact with the Spanish midfielder. Pablo Gavira. Probably your boyfriend’s biggest rival. He stood next to you as you watch the bartender make your cocktail.

“Getting a drink.” You mumble

“Alone?” He asks with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “Where’s that boyfriend of yours? Shouldn’t he be accompanying his gorgeous girlfriend? That’s not being a good boyfriend, is it?”

It took everything in you to not lash out on him. He was starting to get on your nerves. His smirk, his words, his sudden closeness to you. Everything was annoying you. However, you weren’t one to lash out or be openly rude to someone so you stayed silent.

“Cat got your tongue, huh-“

“Leave her alone.” Both you and Pablo look up and see a very jealous and angry Vinicius in front of you. Thankfully, the bartender set your drink down on the counter so you quickly grab it and take a step closer to the Brazilian.

The Spanish player holds his hands up in defense as he lets out a taunting chuckle. “I was just joking, no need to get all riled up. I understand though, pretty girl you have.” He says as his lips curl into a smirk.

Vinícius scoffs, taking a step closer to him. “You’re sick. Stay away from her.” You watch the two cautiously. From the corner of you eye you can see Rodrygo and Raphinha watching. They were both contemplating on what to do.

You attention went back on the two men in front of you.

“Or what?” Pablo asks.

You swore you could’ve seen stan coming from Vinicius ears from how angry he seemed. You quickly grab his arm and tug him towards you. “Let’s go, amor. Não desperdice sua energia com alguém tão desesperado por atenção que quer flertar com a namorada de seu rival.” [Don't waste your energy on someone so desperate for attention that they want to flirt with the girlfriend of their rival. ]

Pablo’s eyes furrowed in confusion from the sudden language shift. You gave him a glare as you drag Vinicius away. You were leading him back to your table and he kept rambling under his breath. “Você pode acreditar nele? Ele teve a audácia para a minha garota?” [Can you believe him? He had the audacity to talk to my girl?] He angrily mumbles.

You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as you to say down. Your boyfriend looked at you in confusion. “Why are you laughing?”

“No reason,” You reply with a shrug, “I like it when you get protective and jealous.”

He raises his eyebrow and leans in close to you, “You do?”

You nod in response, a smile adorning your glossed lips. “I do. You look attractive.”

“Can’t help it. Você é minha, minha garota.” [you’re mine, my girl] Vinicius smiles, reaching over to gently cup your cheek. He knew Pablo was watching and he couldn’t help but feel cocky at the whole situation. After all, he has the girl.

You lean in, and before you pressed a kiss against his lips, you whisper, “Always and forever yours, meu amor.”

[fujoshi-yappings]

Prisoner(?) Ivan who keeps escaping only to be caught by the prison guard Till.

🔞 Warning for Till's thoughts

Till has a headache. The headache's name is Ivan.

Handsome bastard with a snaggletooth who looks like he should be in college instead of prison. He's an absolute menace with his cocky smirk and bastardy attitude.

The other guards thinks he's sweet and nice young man who was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Till does not agree. 

Ivan's a nepobaby gone psychopathic. Or sociopathic. How else would he be able to charm both prisoners and guards?

A pretty face could only go so far in this prison. There's no way Ivan is an angel sent from above to this prisoner to convert others from sin.

Ivan looks like temptation made flesh, the devil in the skin of an angel with a pretty face, pretty hair, pretty eyes and pretty fuckable body that Till absolutely never imagined wrecking after so many, many times he caught him red handed trying to escape. 

Till's not some power tripping bastard who wants his pretty prisoner in chains and on knees as — Till is not a predator. He's a guard

"Hi, Till~"

God damn it, Ivan! 

Till cursed out loud as he began chasing Ivan who looked gleeful in running away from him. Again.

And no, Till wasn't living the chase. He's too old for this shit.

"You don't have to be so rough with me, my dear officer" the bratty prisoner whines and Till fights the urge to fold that body and wreck it until he wipes that too smug smirk off that arrogant pretty face.

___________________________________________

"Till, why so silent?" The prisoner invaded into Till's personal space, his boobs almost touching Till's side. If he wasn't so pretty, Till would have punched the lights off him. 

Really, Ivan must be heaven's way of giving Till a trial. Ivan must be a cult leader in some sex cult. There's no way he can't convince some guillable and poor innocent people into not believing that he's some sort of god. Especially with that pretty face, pretty eyes and that absolutely bombshell of a body.

Till just yanks the chain connected to Ivan's handcuffs as the bastard giggles, face flushed in sweat. Till tries hard not to imagine that the chain was connected to that pretty neck instead to hear the prisoner choke and moan in both pain and pleasure and flush red for a different reason.

Till has said he's a normal prison guard— not some sexual predator with power dynamics kink.

But goddamn it Ivan!

___________________________________________

Ivan is not supposed to be in prison. It's not that he's trying to convince people that he's some sort of innocent but really he's not supposed to be in prison at all.

Ivan was the one who chose to be in prison. For love. To woo that cute prison guard.

"You're fucking nuts," His poor, poor lawyer and kinda secretary twitched his eye. Hyunwoo looks like he deserves some cigs. Ivan will order him the best cigs. "You're not even —"

"But he's cute" Ivan interrupts with a pout and Hyunwoo deadpans. Ivan could practically hear how he wishes he wasn't their family lawyer. Sua did some crazy stuffs too but it actually landed her in jail. It wasn't about her stalking her not yet girlfriend though but for being a public menace. 

"You could get out fast." Hyunwoo pointed out the obvious. Ivan does. He has the money. If Sua could get away with her crimes off from prison, surely Ivan who has no known crimes could get away and with money too for wrongful imprisonment.

"I need more time to wear him down," Ivan shrugged and continued seriously "My Till has an authority bondage kink"

Hyunwoo sighs," Of course. You met a freak that could match your freak"

"Pot kettle black," Ivan teased "How's Luka, by the way?"

Hyunwoo shuts up. Nobody could hide anything from Ivan when he wants to know something. It's why he's a major shareholder in the company. It's why he was still able to control the board from within prison. It's why both the guards and prisoners obey him. His parents might have created borderline psychopathic children but Sua and Ivan were trained for perfection as their spawns and heirs.

And as Sua states, perfection breeds stress. For Sua, Mizi was her salvation from it to the point of sacrificing everything. For Ivan, Till seems to be a neverending light to boredom, one that Ivan will not mind indulging every day. 

Ivan smiles— perfectly charming and beautiful. Like he did nothing wrong.

(Technically, he didn't do anything wrong, Hyunwoo would grudgingly admit. Hyunwoo would pray for Till if Ivan wasn't so sure that the guard wasn't a suppressed kinky bastard. Ivan did so love his brat tamers)

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As he ate his lunch, Till felt a shiver down his spine and looks suspiciously at the monitor. 

Why is Ivan smiling at that man anyways? Till thought with suspicion as he glares at Ivan who looked gorgeous with his mischievous smile as he teases his lawyer. 

The way he acts does not look like it's a purely business relationship. The Ivan seemed to laugh at what the lawyer said and Till lost his appetite.

Seriously, Till must be so sick. He's definitely not jealous. Really.

Till grumbles to himself as he taste ashes on his lunch.

[sunnywrites101]

Ei, como vai?

Gostaria que você imaginasse onde o leitor é literalmente uma versão masculina de Jessica Rabbit, onde ele é extremamente bonito e apreciado por todos, até marinheiros, almirantes e piratas por ser tão sedutor e poderoso, ele é um pirata novato que Luffy o sequestrou para se juntar a sua gangue e desde então ele está com Luffy e a tripulação, ele também tem duas Akuma no Mi, uma sendo a Fruta do Caos e a outra sendo a Fruta do Sangue, os casais românticos poderiam ser Luffy , Sanji e Zoro, sendo um relacionamento poliamoroso, poderiam ter um toque de ciúme onde mostram ao leitor que são todos deles.

Também pode haver algum tipo de cena +18 no final, não sei se você faz isso tipo de tema, se não, tudo bem, não me importo e me desculpe se te ofendi de alguma forma.

Estou usando o tradutor então não sei se escrevi certo, desculpe😅

Sailing with a deadly beauty

Pairing- monster trio x male reader

Genre- slight smut

Word count- 730

CW- Again slight smut

A/N- holy wow this was a lot I hope you enjoy and I hope I got the Jessica rabbit male reader right I also had to use a translator to read your request so I hope this is at least close to what you wanted! :)

Luffy had sailed the seas by himself for a while before he met Koby, and then he headed to Shell Island where he met Zoro, who would be his right-hand man, and then he met you… His flower, as he called you. Luffy was enthralled with you. You were pure seduction and power. Even though Luffy didn’t understand what those words meant; he heard other people admire you with such praise and couldn’t help but agree. You were amazing in his eyes. Your body was perfect, even the marines marveled dumbstruck. People wolf whistled wherever you went. Walking with a slight sway in your hips with your shirt open and tucked into your belt; people couldn’t help but stare. You were a man who deserved to be carved in stone, preserved for all to see.

Zoro had locked eyes with you back at Shell Island while you fought marines who could hardly stand against you due to your ability to render their knees weak with indecent thoughts. And to have been fighting for his freedom with Luffy? To say Zoro was enraptured by you was an understatement. Controlling their bodies through their blood so they fell to their knees at your command, and he seemed glad to stay there. Glad to be under your thumb. Marines, Pirates, and villagers, it didn’t matter, you were beloved and beheld by all.

Then Sanji met you at the Baratie. To him, you were a deity, a god, a man with a woman’s beauty, and Sanji was no stranger to beauty, but you’re otherworldly. Something from beyond the Grand Line. He fell at your feet and was overjoyed when you gave him a smile. Your smile changed the trio forever. Nothing was ever as breathtaking. Luffy felt full like he had all the meat in the world and then some. He was glad to smile back at you unashamed. Zoro had pretended to be aloof about the moment, but you had his knees wanting to give out from under him. The way your body moved was mesmerizing to all three. After some time of sailing away from the Baratie you and Nami had decided to play dress up with her clothes, even though your arms and pecs were too big for many of her shirts, the one thing that did fit you was her bikini tops. When you walked into the kitchen of the Going Merry silence fell upon the three men as you laughed softly with Nami.

NSFW BELOW THE CUT

It was then that Luffy realized he was hungry but for the first time not for meat. He was hungry for you, and so were Zoro and Sanji. This filled their bodies with fire. And it all started that night. Luffy had approached you first as the clueless boy he was. With wandering hands, he started to paw at your skin, sticking to you like wet clothes. Zoro had found you both pushed against the wall and growled but relented for his captain and smirked when Luffy bit down on your skin causing you to give a low growl. Luffy could feel it in his chest. He waved Zoro over to join you both with a giddy smile. Both men had their hands and lips on you. Zoro had his lips on your arms as Luffy bit into your neck, not hard enough to break the skin but hard enough to elicit a verbal response from you. Zoro was about to steal your lips with a kiss when Sanji appeared to get you all for dinner, but he was met with the sight before him. Sanji was furious that they were ravaging you and kept you pressed against them and the wall with no room for Sanji, so he asked if you were ok and he was about to start yelling at Zoro when Luffy bit your neck again, causing you to growl back at him, but Luffy didn’t pay you any mind, just going back to sucking spots on your neck.

Sanji stopped and his insults got caught in his throat. You were enjoying this, and the look in your eyes said all he needed to know: you still wanted more. So, Sanji thought to himself he’d help these buffoons please you and God they all felt so good. They didn’t stop till your back was arched and you were sobbing for more, more, more…

[mandu-17]

DREAMCATCHER reaction to their girlfriend sending them a thirst trap

Requested by: @marrynikole

Request: Dreamcatcher reacting to their girlfriend sending them a thirst trap 👀

A/N: this request is soooo cool, i'm sorry for the long wait

Jiu

The moment Jiu saw the picture you sent, her eyes were blown wide. She quickly looked around to make sure no one else could see your half naked body displayed on her phone. Gosh you looked so good, she thought with a loud gasp. The other members looked at her questioningly, she had to give them a poor excuse that she just saw a cute phone case on sale, but luckily they bought it and didn’t dig any deeper. Everyone knew how Jiu could get at phone cases.

Trapped at work all she could do was to imagine the naughty things she’d do to you if she’d been there. For the rest of the schedule, Jiu stayed quiet with her mind running wild. Next time she’ll see you, she’ll have to teach you a lesson - torturing her the way you did was strictly forbidden.

Sua

Sua’s screams were nothing new to anyone who’d known anything about Dreamcatcher. This time her scream was surprisingly even more high pitched. You just sent her a thirst trap. While she was working her ass off, adding final touches to the new choreography. Sua couldn’t remember the last time she felt so frustrated. You were so far away, it was not fair. Despite having pure intentions, truly wanting to create a dancing masterpiece - she knew the practise was over. There was no way she’d be able to focus on anything else now. A defeated sigh left her mouth as she packed her bag in a hurry before announcing the end of work. She was speeding through the city late at night, feeling this wild urge as if your body was calling out for her.

Siyeon

Poor Siyeon was pouting at her phone. She was so far away and it was very late. Everyone was asleep already, as her and the members had left Seoul for few days to shoot a new variety show. Like a lost puppy she could only look and admire the beautiful shape of your body. Her finger traced your curves on the screen, but she would give anything up in order to have you physically by her side. Oh, the things she’d do... Two could play this game though, she smiled after a moment of realization. She wrote what she’d do if you were together. Before she really acknowledged it, she pressed ‘send’ to a message that was describing her intentions incredibly well. You replied right away. Who said sexting wasn’t allowed?

Handong

Dongie’s mouth fell open, but her hand was fast to cover it. Before anyone could see what was on her phone she locked it. With a deep breath, Chinese looked around the room - she tried to stay calm or at least appear to be fine. Handong gulped thickly and excused herself from the almost full recording studio. She found a place to sit in the hall, that’s where she clicked on your message again and let her eyes wander properly. A disappointed sigh left her lips. Why would you do that to her? Why would you send something like that when you perfectly knew that it’d only make her blood boil? She definitely had to take care of you so that you had some boundaries. Simulating feeling sick suddenly became a very tempting idea, she smirked.

Yoohyeon

Yoohyeon literally choked on the water she was drinking causing many eyes to turn in her direction. She quickly apologized and affirmed that she was fine before heading off to the quiet corner of the room. Then she was able to take a decent look at the pic you’d sent. Utterly frustrated, she bit her lip hating the fact that all she could do for now was to stare at the screen. Gosh, she wanted to touch you again. Frankly speaking you got her worked up within a second. It took one silly thirst trap for her to forget about the whole world. Trying her best not to blush too much, she responded with a short text and put the phone away. It was a busy day with no hope of going home early, Yooh had to focus on her job. The sooner she’ll be done the sooner you’d be in her arms.

Dami

Dami had to clear her throat. It became dry once she opened her chat with you. With no hesitation, she went to the nearest bathroom hoping for some privacy. She wouldn’t bare it if anyone at the company saw the things you were sending. It’d be very embarrassing. Very. Back to the situation you put her in, Dami shook her head slightly amused at how desperate you could get for her. Her fingers already working on a response, as tip of her tongue swirled across her top lip. She had to be fast, entire team was getting ready to perform on stage. Sharp yet playful message was perfect, it’ll only get you worked up more for her, as she had job to do for now. Afterwards she’ll additionally remind you not to provoke her in the future.

Gahyeon

Gahyeon’s blush was deep red. She was very whiny that day. It was cold, she was tired and now you were only adding fuel to the flames. On the other hand, she was simply amazed at the realization that it was so easy for you to make her want you more. Not even five minutes had passed and she was already feeling hot, breathing a bit heavier. She had never felt this way before. Ever since you entered her life you had coloured every piece of it. The fact that Dreamcatcher still had two more interviews planned that day kept Gahyeon slightly in check. A sneaky thought crossed her foxy mind though, she started to look for excuses in order to leave work earlier than usual. One time wouldn’t hurt anybody, right?

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

The best of the week

So, another week of hot pics and gif ended today and it's only right to share with you people some gems😌

Let's start with one of main characters of this period: Mommy Jihyo. Another angle, another fantastic view of her chest. The white top does an amazing job in showing off her body 🤭

Then we have another JYP girl and leader: miss Yeji. Do I really need to comment on that GIF? She's going crazy with those body rools. And look at those abs, she's really serving🤗

Double GIF for my girl, Jeewon. This hottie is definitely too underrated, both for her talent and her body. Go show some love to her and her group recent comeback🥹

Mommy Solar can't miss in this playlist. She's so hot and she knows it lol. Look at her going down and bouncing that ass for us, all of that with a smirk on her face. And once again, the abs!!! I'm feeling weak🥴

And last but not least, Sua from dreamcatcher, that was not satisfied with the pics of her in the pool, she has to remind us that she has a huge cake ready for us, even if she's such a goofy sometimes lol

Zazá

[ot7stan4life]

I Want You (Sua ver.)

Sua (Dreamcatcher) x Female Reader

*Requested*

(1 part - completed ✅)

Word Count: 1680

Summary: Knowing you’re listening to their voice vlive, the unnie line decides to tease you by talking about how good you look in your stage outfit. It doesn’t take long for you to cave and walk over to their room with your own plan in mind to get them back… or, at least one of them.

Warnings: mild sexual content

Your phone screen illuminated the dark hotel room as you laid in bed, just staring at the ceiling and missing the warmth of a certain black-haired dancer who happened to be your roommate this tour. The beat of your heart pounded against your chest as you listened to the soothing and admittedly attractive voices of the three oldest members of your group over the phone. They must've gotten bored in their hotel room across the hall and decided to turn on a voice vlive so the fans could entertain them.

Whatever the reason, you were happy with their decision. That way you could sit there and daydream about them with the flustering and comforting background music of their smooth voices fueling your imagination. Though, being in a relationship with all of them, you didn't have to imagine much. Really, knowing that you could simply walk over there and get away with acting on your desires should've been enough to stop your ridiculous fantasizing, but you convinced yourself that you shouldn't rudely interrupt their livestream.

That didn't last long.

"Who looks best in their stage outfits this comeback?" Siyeon's voice that had grown raspy with her tiredness spoke, reading a question from a fan.

A short moment of silence followed, along with a hum from Minji. You could just picture all of them looking at each other with grins on their faces. Siyeon knew what she was doing reading that comment. The fans loved this kind of stuff. Bora laughed after they stayed quiet for too long and a noise sounded through the phone that you knew had to be her smacking Siyeon.

"I think everyone looks good,” Minji answered.

"What?" Bora mumbled, still giggling, this time at Minji's attempt to deflect the question. You had a feeling the leader was sporting one of her infamous lifeless smiles she always had as the chaos unfolded around her.

Siyeon chuckled. "They said just one member."

Minji hummed again, pretending like she was processing the new information and they all stayed quiet for a second more. You could hear whispers from the other end and it was obvious they were messing with each other.

"If I had to pick one..." Bora started, and you could practically hear the smirk in her voice as she paused for dramatic effect, knowing everyone listening was on the edge of their seat, “then I think Y/NN looks the best."

You shouldn't have been surprised, and you really weren’t, but your body still had a physical reaction to her words, sending your heart rate through the roof. Both of the other members made noises of agreement and you were no longer content being a room away from them when they started describing in detail how good you looked and how the outfit complimented very specific parts of your body. They were clearly teasing, knowing how much their words affected you. But you couldn’t help it. You grew hot listening to all three of them talking about you in that way, especially since they sounded so comfortable doing it—as if they had done it endless times before in private...

Your uneasiness and impatience soon sprung you from the bed and to the door. There's no way you could just sit there and take it. Somehow you had to get back at them. Or at least one of them…

"Hey!" you shouted angrily after using the keycard Minji gave you to open the door to their hotel room. All three of them looked up and you watched as grins slowly spread across two of their lips—Minji still played innocent. You had to resist the urge to freeze in that moment because of how lightheaded their stares made you feel. Instead you forced yourself to keep walking towards the bed they were sitting on. "I heard my name,” you directed your eyes towards Bora who was laying at the foot of the bed with her legs dangling off the edge. "Were you guys talking smack?" You raised an eyebrow, resisting the urge to smile at how unserious you sounded having to refrain from cursing since the fans could hear.

Siyeon laughed and Minji looked like she was about to say something until Bora cut in. "Yeah, and what about it?" she countered, giving you a challenging stare.

You grinned back at her, knowing it was all a joke and none of them probably expected you to do anything drastic. So you took a seat next to the dancer on the bed, waiting for your moment to catch them off guard.

"We were discussing the members' stage outfits," Minji explained with a smile and kept eye contact with you for a second, as if trying to communicate through her eyes since the fans were still listening. You just knew they were eating this up and hanging onto every single word you were saying.

"Who do you think looks best in their outfit?" Siyeon tested, drawing your eyes to her. There was no doubt from the look on her face that she was enjoying this way too much. They knew the real reason you came in here... their relentless indirect flirting had obviously gotten to you… bad. And that’s exactly what they wanted. You could just feel the pride radiating from the red-haired woman. Driving you crazy had to be her favorite hobby. But you couldn’t let them think they won.

"Me?" You replied like you were completely oblivious. A smirk made its way onto your lips as you started acting out your plan. Each of them watched closely when you looked back down at Bora and pushed yourself up to straddle her hips. She inhaled sharply and her eyebrows raised involuntarily when you leaned down over her, placing your hands on her bare skin just above her waistband. She stared up at you, already flustered, and clenched her jaw, straining her neck a little when you slowly glided your fingers across her soft skin, trailing them over the curves of her abs. She reached her hands up to grab your wrists and her grip tightened the further up your fingers traveled, but she never tried to stop you.

"The member I think looks best in her outfit," you stopped and used one of your hands to flip your hair to one side before leaning over Bora’s face. "Is obviously," you bit your lip, knowing she found it attractive, before running your palms across her chest. Her eyes closed and her head lulled back against the bed in pleasure like she always did when you touched her like this. The feeling of her nipples hardening under her thin crop-top made your mouth water and had you instinctively tightening your thighs around her waist. She still didn’t dare move, too mesmerized by your touch. Seeing her so submissive made your stomach twist. Your lips lingered just above her own and she opened her eyes to watch with anticipation as you stared down at her.

She was ready to lean up and initiate the kiss herself when you suddenly answered in a seductive voice, "Siyeon unnie.”

It took a second, but Bora’s aroused expression gradually contorted into anger when she finally processed the words that left your mouth. Before she could do anything, you quickly pushed yourself up from her lap and jumped off the bed, anticipating exactly what was coming next.

The room instantly erupted into chaos with Minji and Siyeon laughing and Bora yelling, "Yah!" she darted after you before you could get very far. "Come here, you little-" with a shove, you were sent onto the other bed, bouncing a little as you landed on your back. She didn't waste a single second, pouncing on top of you so that you now switched positions. You laughed as she started hitting you and attempted to swat her hands away.

"Help! Sua's attacking me," you shouted for the fans to hear.

Finally growing sick of your jokes, Bora ended up snatching your wrists and roughly pushing you back against the bed, pinning your hands above your head. The laughter and yelling ceased instantly the second her lips found their way to yours. It became obvious pretty quickly that your plan to rile her up had succeeded a little too well when her kisses turned aggressive. By the second one, her tongue had already found its way into your mouth and you couldn't do anything to stop her incessant attack with your hands captured in her strong grip. For such a small woman, she had more power than she knew what to do with and god, it was sexy.

The other two women in the room started yelling at both of you to stop 'fighting' in a way that you knew was joking, only because they knew the fans were still listening. At this point, they were just making noise so the fans wouldn't realize what was actually going on after the sudden strange silence.

"Yah, stop it," you breathed out against Bora’s lips, loud enough for the fans to hear.

Bora reluctantly released your lips after biting your bottom one (almost too hard), replying, “you started it.” All you could do was laugh weakly to try and play it off like you were actually fighting. Though it was hard for you to make any innocent noises when she let go of your hands to shove hers under your shirt and start sucking down on your neck.

"Unnie," you whispered, voice wavering when her fingers slipped under your sports bra. "Fuck," you muttered through gritted teeth and gripped her thighs tightly. Her hands cupped your breasts, thumbs teasing your nipples at the same time that she started grinding against your stomach. Your eyes squeezed shut at the sensation and you weren’t able to hold back a moan this time. Except a fast hand managed to stifle it before the fans could hear.

When you opened your eyes again, the image of Siyeon standing over you with her hand covering your mouth and the feeling of Bora still rolling her hips across your body was enough to have you dripping in painful arousal. And suddenly you knew you were in big trouble when Minji made up an excuse to end the live so abruptly and Siyeon's gaze turned mean. They weren't gonna let you get away with this one that easily.

**This imagine was transferred over from my Wattpad acc OT5Stan4Life**

[wongyuseokie]

Three's a Company | k.m.g

Summary: Your best friend claims that she’s better in bed than you, and your fuck buddy Mingyu doesn’t like that, but he’s open to sharing and changing your mind as well as hers. ☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕smut | ♥︎ completed Word Count: 1317 words

Pairing: Kim Mingyu x Female Reader x Female Friend

Genre/Trope(s)/AU(s): Smut, Fluff, PWP. Content Warnings:  Smut, fluff, mentions of alcohol. This is a horny mess that resulted because I thought way too much. 

Smut Warnings: Threesome, oral (m & f receiving), female x female action, unprotected sex, cum swallowing. Fingering, overstimulation. Mingyu is a dom. Authors Note 1: Thank you so much to @here4btsfics as always for beta'ing this and looking over this for me ilysm my bby 💕 Tagging: @dkakapizzaboy Banner Credits: @classicscreations Cross Posted to AO3 © wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.

“Do you girls want anything? I’m just going to pop over to the shop and grab a few more beers,” your roommate Mingyu asked, and you smiled at him, shaking your head. 

“No, it’s okay, thank you!” 

“Alright, I’ll be back in twenty!” Mingyu said as he headed out. 

“Gosh, you are undressing him with your eyes,” your best friend Sua said, and you glared at her. 

“Why did I invite you again?” You teased.

“Simple, it’s our movie night, and your sex-on-legs roommate being home is a definite bonus,” Sua replied, making you grin shyly. 

“Well, he is fucking hot,” you mumbled. 

“So you never told me, how is he?” Sua asked, and you took another sip of your wine. 

You and Mingyu, within a few months of being roommates, ended up sharing a drunken kiss, which led to his head between your thighs. You were so worried the following day that it’d be awkward. Still, before that could even happen, you woke up to Mingyu’s long fingers rubbing your clit, and another few orgasms later, you and Mingyu had established a friend-with-benefits situationship, and it was the best decision ever. 

“Fuck, he was so fucking big. Like he was so big and thick,”  you boasted dreamily. 

“Details, Y/N,” Sua pressed. 

“His lips are heaven-sent, like fuck. They are so plump and lush, fuck. Kissing him was so good. Then when he went down on me. Fuck, he knew just how to lick me. His fingers, fuck, they went in so deep,” you squirmed about as you recalled the events.  

“Fuck, I need to find a guy that can eat me out like that,” Sua said dreamily as she sighed. 

“Girl, shoot your shot. He’d find you hot! Seriously, he’d find you hot,” you exclaimed, and Sua giggled. 

“You won’t be jealous?” Sua asked, and you shrugged. 

“Nope!”

“But,” Sua started to say as she inched closer to you, her hand on your exposed thighs–it was your fault for wearing only an oversized shirt. 

“I bet you sounded so pretty when you moaned for him,” Sua teased, her lips near your neck, and you let out a soft moan at her words and proximity. 

 “Did you just moan?” Sua asked.

“No, Sua, shut up.” 

 “No, honey, you moaned,” Sua cooed. 

“I’d moan too,” Sua said, and you turned your head to face her. 

“It’s been a while,” you mumbled. 

“It has,” Sua agreed, and you bit your lip thinking about all the times you had fooled around with Sua. You two had always been cuddly and affectionate with one another, and you had shared many drunken kisses, and there was one time when you both were wasted and fingered each other. 

“Won’t he back?” Sua asked when you placed a hand on her thigh, thankful she chose shorts. 

“Possibly.” You suggested. “Shall we head to my bedroom?” 

“Yes.”

Neither of you could move fast enough. The minute you were inside your bedroom, Sua had your back on the bed, and she sat between your thighs, spread them apart and groaned at the wet patch on your panties. 

“Jesus, you got so fucking wet,” Sua moaned. 

“Can you do something?” You whined, making Sua giggle, as her hand started stroking your swollen folds through your panties. 

“Can I touch you?” Sua asked, and you nodded furiously, making her smirk. Sua straddled you and pulled your underwear down, her hands removing your shirt as well, and she moved her hands to give your breasts a gentle squeeze. 

“Y/N, I’m going to eat you out, and you can Y/N tell me if Mingyu is better or I am.” You laughed as Sua moved down your body, her mouth on your cunt. She started to lick your pussy. 

“You’re so fucking wet,” Sua praised as she pushed two fingers inside you. 

“Fuck,” you moaned. Sua moved her lips to capture your clit as she sucked and flicked her tongue on your swollen clit. 

“Fucking Sua, you are good at eating pussy,” Sua moaned as she enjoyed your praise. 

“Better than Mingyu?” You sighed. 

“Almost,” you teased, and Sua fingered you harder. 

“Fucking hell, Sua,” you groaned as your thighs started to shake around her head. 

“Maybe you are better than Mingyu,” you said with a giggle as Sua licked until you came on her tongue. 

“Princess, you know lying isn’t good, right?” You sat up. You saw Mingyu smirking at the two of you. 

“Mingyu, I was,” you started to say, and he held out a hand to stop you as he approached your bed, climbed on and looked at Sua.

“Get your pussy on my face, and then I’ll see if you ever have the nerve to comment on my skills,” Mingyu demanded Sua froze for a second but complied. She removed her clothes as quickly as she could. 

Mingyu had situated himself next to you on your bed, still in his clothes, and he laid down as Sua straddled his face. Mingyu grabbed her thighs and moved her so he could push his tongue inside her, making her moan.

“Fuck, he’s amazing,” Sua praised, looking at you, and you bit your lip at the erotic sight.

You were about to respond when you felt Mingyu's fingers on your thighs, and you simply smirked as you pushed his fingers off your thigh. You moved and started undoing his trouser and pulling off his boxers. 

Sua quickly turned around, positioning herself on his face and joined you at his cock. You groaned at the sight of his thick cock, and wrapped your lips around him, making him groan into Sua’s cunt. You kept sucking him until you heard Sua moan as she came on his tongue. 

You both sucked his length. Sua focused on his balls. She would lick and suck them while you concentrated on his cock. You took him in as much as you could. Mingyu groaned. He was in pure ecstasy having both you and Sua sucking him. 

Mingyu moved away from the two of you. He took off his shirt and coat and walked over to the bed. He grabbed you by the waist and propped you up on your hands and knees so that your mouth was facing Sua’s wet cunt. 

“Eat her out,” Mingyu growled as he pushed two fingers inside you, making you fall closer to her cunt. 

You moaned as you started by licking her wet cunt. You took your time; you slowly pushed two fingers inside her stretching her. You gasped when you felt Mingyu push himself inside you. You moaned as you kept licking Sua. 

Mingyu’s pace was brutal, he was rough, and he reached down to rub your clit. You kept eating out Sua’s cunt as he kept fucking you; his thrusts were relentless, and you came, moaning into Sua’s cunt. 

The vibrations made Sua cum soon after you. You lapped up her release as Mingyu kept pounding into you. You moaned as Sua sat up to kiss you. Seeing you whimpering and making out with another girl was enough to get Mingyu to cum. 

Mingyu finished inside you, he pulled out, and Sua moved to place her lips at your entrance while Mingyu fingered her. Sua came around his fingers, and you moaned as you came on Sua’s tongue. You were so fucked out you ended up falling asleep after. 

You woke up to Mingyu placing kisses on your shoulder. 

“Where’s Sua?” you asked.

“She went home. She said I did amazingly well,” Mingyu gloated, and you smiled at him, and Mingyu moved to hover over your body as he slowly pushed himself inside you again, making you whimper as you clenched around his cock.  

“Now, princess, I’ll share. Just this once, but not again,” Mingyu said as he started to fuck you, reminding you who was truly superior in bed. 

[hoshinamylove]

HyunLuka: Ice skating

“Ice skating?” Hyuna spluttered out as she stared at Mizi in disbelief. “In this weather? Are you trying to get hypothermia?”

Mizi just giggled “It’s not that bad! Me, Sua, Ivan, Till and Luka are going tomorrow! You have to come” She flashed a bright smile her way before topping it off with a light chuckle

Ice skating huh? It didn’t seem too bad of an idea. Sure Hyuna has never been before but how hard could it be? Bonus, Luka was going aswell. Hyuna smirked at the idea of Luka falling face flat onto the ice and laughed to herself. 

“Alright I’ll come.”

*

So the day came. Hyuna and Ivan decided to meet up together and make their way to the rink together. Apparently Ivan’s had booked the whole rink for them for about 3 hours so they had a lot to time to spare.

“Look at you throwing your money around like that. Tch, tch, tch. What would your parents think” Hyuna teaser and twirled a strand of her hair. Ivan only scoffed in responses.

“They probably won’t even notice the difference” He replied confidently as he walked over and opened the door for Hyuna to go thought first.

“Rich ass.” She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes before stepping inside with Ivan following behind her. 

Walking in they had already spotted Sua talking to one of the staff members. She was smiling and laughing as the women handed her a pair of skates. Sua was about to turn back around until she spotted Hyuna and Ivan and gave them a little wave before walking over to them.

“Here you guys are! What took you so long? Everyone is already here.” 

She put her arms behind her back and tilted her head to the side waiting for a response.

“I woke up late.” The brunette responds blandly. “I forget we were going ice skating and didn’t set off an alarm.”

Sua only laughed and turned to Ivan who was scratching the back of his neck. “My farther interviewed me on where I was going.” Ivan replied bashfully. He always seemed shy or embarrassed to talk about his parents. It was still unknown to why.

“Well at least you made it! Come on everyone is in the locker rooms. Ill grab you both a pair of skates.” She chirped before running back to the women who was now sitting behind a counter and typing away on a computer.

Hyuna yelled out a thanks before grabbing Ivan’s wrist and dragging him to the locker rooms. Ivan let out a little yelp from being shoved along so suddenly, but followed along nothing less.

Hyuna threw the door open notifying everyone of hers and Ivan’s arrival. All heads turned to them. 

Hyuna tossed her bag onto one of the benches before being pulled into a hug. A flash of pink invaded her vision as she smiled.

“You made it! Took you awhile.” Mizi exclaimed in her usual cheery tone.

“Yeah sorry for the wait. Woke up a little later than planned” she scratched the back of her head as Luka walked up to them as well. 

“Hows Hyunwoo?” Luka asks with a subtle tilt to his head. Hyuna perks up at the name of her brother and grins. 

“He is doing well! He misses you though, you gotta visit some time soon” she added a little wink which caught Luka off guard but he didn’t let it show.

Luka let out a light and airy chuckle and walked back to his locker and started messing with some of the stuff in there.

The door opens again but this time it was less harsh from when Hyuna did. The angle herself, Sua emitted from the door holding three pairs of skates. She did look like she was struggling.

Mizi rushed over and took a few from here while also planting a kiss onto her forehead.

“Skates for Hyuna and Ivan!” Sua called out to them. Hyuna was busy observing Ivan who was peppering kisses onto a very flustered Till.

After receiving their skates. Everyone made their way out of the locker room and into the main area where the rink was placed. There were a few gasped from some people on about how big it was and a mutter from Till talking about how Ivan’s rich ass was able to afford this.

Mizi didn’t waste anytime in gliding onto the ice and dragging Sua along with her. They both wobbled a bit but steadied themself by holding onto the edge of the rink. A few laughs emitted from them and everyone else.

Hyuna was about to go on as well until someone stepped In front of her and kneeled down. She lowered her gaze to see a batch of blonde hair facing downwards. Luka was fixing the mess of laces on her skates.

“You’re gonna trip a fall. Not that I wouldn’t find it amusing but I’d rather not have to spend our day out at the hospital.” Luka laughed. It was a perfect laugh. So delicate. It was like honey being stirred into a warm cup of milk. It was a drug and Hyuna was abdicated.

“Alright pretty boy. Sure you don’t just want an excuse to get on your knees for me” she teases with a wink and stuck her tongue out a bit. Luka didn’t respond and stood up and turned away from her. There was the faintest tint of pink at the peak of his ears and Hyuna smirked, praising herself.

She looked over at the rink again and Sua and Mizi had moved down a bit further and Ivan was ushering Till to get onto the ice but he refused.

Eventually Ivan hauled Till onto there who yelled which alerted all the staff members. Luka had assured them that nothing was wrong before they all resumed back to what they were doing.

Till’s face was flushed red from embarrassment as Ivan laughed and held onto his forearms. Till was clinging onto Ivan for dear life. Even the smallest of movement had him letting out little yelps. 

Hyuna huffed out a laugh before clutching onto Luka’s wrist and jumping onto the ice resulting in her almost toppling over. 

Luka was already laughing as he gracefully stepped on with a little spin to his movements aswell. Hyuna scoffed, that show off.

“Alright pretty boy. We get it you’re good!” She rolled her eyes pretending not to be impressed as she carefully made her way to the edge of the rink to grab onto something. She turned back to face the other male who had a piss taking smirk plastered onto his face. 

“Don’t know how to skate?” He laughed and Hyuna couldn’t help but flush a little.

“I can. I’m just- WOAH!” She screamed out in surprise as Luka hauled her forward. He had one hand on her waist and the other interwined with hers. 

“Ill guide you.” He looked up at her, a reminder that there was a clear height difference between the two. Hyuna presented a small grin as she looked down at the shorter male

Those thoughts quickly left her head as soon as they had came because Luka started moving and gliding side to side with Hyuna who was trying to not trip over her own feet. She tightened her grip on Luka’s hand and shoulder then tried to steady herself.

Looking around the rink. Sua looked like she was teaching Mizi simple movements. Like how to move forwards and backwards. Also how to stop. While Ivan was holding both of Tills hands as he skated backwards. Of course Ivan was good at this stuff. 

Hyuna whipped her head towards Luka after a sudden harsh movement which almost caused them to fall backwards if it weren’t for luka stabilising them.

“Bastard! What was that for huh?” She groaned and lightly hit his chest. Or well that seemed lightly to her. Luka buckled backwards, letting go of Hyuna and clutching onto his chest. She had knocked the air out of him.

She glided her feet forward just a bit to get closer to Luka to inspect him. “Shit sorry. Dewey and Issac keep telling me to stop doing that..” she sulked but lowered her head a bit to get a better look at Luka’s face which was red.

He brushed it off snd straightened himself. “Don’t worry about it. Lets just continue.” He offers her a soft and heart warming smile which Hyuna only grins at before taking his hand.

The two skate around for a bit. Occasionally bumping into the others.

Luka had eventually let go of Hyuna as she was able to move on her own. He was staring at her face and how concentrated it was. However he hadn’t noticed the slightly bump in the ice which caused him to trip backwards only for Hyuna to lunge forward and wrap her arms around Luka’s waist to stop him from toppling over. 

Before Luka could say anything Hyuna spun them around and moved her hands to the small of his back, twisted his shoulders then dipped him.

Hyuna looked down at him with a smirk that spoke everything. Luka was absolutely ruined because of this women.

“I though I was the one leading this session” he coughed trying to cover up how flustered he was but failed quite miserably. Hyuna straightened herself and placed her hand onto Luka’s waist and the other intertwined with his fingers.

“I prefer to be in charge” she gave him another wink and oh god was he far gone

Luka only winked back as he was being led by Hyuna. The movements were a bit less gentle and elegant from when Luka was leading but it was impressive for someone who had just started skating a few minutes ago. Just another reason why Luka was so ruined for her.

[redrandomposts]

For Posthumous Kid AU - this actually implies that segyeins have the DNA of *all* contestants...can we have a MiziSua kid in the neighboring lab? Double the pain! (Also, Till&Mizi rolling through the same/very similar experience and bonding over it is always good.) ((Chartreuse eyes under elegant inky locks is also quite an image -u-.))

Ah, the pain and the bittersweet contentedness of living on...

mizisua kid, where mizi is raising them... and tillivan's kid too...

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"Slow down!" Mizi yelled, shoulder-length hair fluttering in the wind as she ran for her kid. Compared to her twenties, her joints just didn't move the same. A decade or so of aging really wore her body down.

"Hurry up, ma, I see Sara!" Her precious little boy yelled, a bright smile lighting his face. Mizi could remember the day she found him - an infant curled up, short black hair and wide eyes curiously looking at everyone passing by. He was sucking on his thumb, chartreuse (as Ivan called it) eyes peering into her soul. It was the nose, or the lips, or even the ears that told her all she needed to know; this was her and Sua's child. Looking at him now, with wide brim glasses and thin summer clothes, she could see how they both mixed to create someone wonderful.

From the horizon, a taller child ran into view. Long black hair that shone gray in the sunlight, with a black and white dress that billowed in the wind marked her silhouette. Most of all, eyes that were as blue as the sky and pupils red as a sunset told Mizi and Till all they needed to know; this was Ivan's flesh and blood mixed with Till's. Only a year older than her own, Sara managed to show everything that Ivan could have - hope, joy, and love that she knew was returned unconditionally.

Mizi wondered if Ivan would have shone so bright had he been alive.

"Clematis!" Sara yelled, tackling her best friend. Behind her, Till was watching forlornly, and Mizi could relate. It reminded her of her and Sua when they were little; the way they fell into the grass, grins big and bright and so so so full of love.

"Ma showed me how to make flower crowns!" Clematis said, turning to his mom who held a basket of flowers they've grown in the gardens. "Ma, ma, I wanna make one for Sara!"

Mizi laughed, a bell-like sound that has rung for both eternal happiness and mourning. "Of course, Clematis. You can show Sara how to make one too, right?"

"Uh huh!" Clematis nodded, and soon both of the children's attention were engrossed in each other and their flowers.

After a moment, Mizi turned to Till. "Till," she breathed. His eyes were red and puffy, yet the small uplift of his lips spoke volumes. "What nightmare did you have last night...?"

"I was... dreaming that Ivan was here, too, joining in the activities as if he were a child also," Till said, chuckling at the thought. "It's almost his anniversary, y'know?"

She did know. Mizi also knew Sua's, could hear the gunshot every morning she awoke the day they performed their stage together and never finished it. She could feel the cold sweat and warm blood as Hyuna was injured, delaying their rescue and leaving Ivan's corpse behind; she could feel the guilt as though it were bugs crawling up her skin and spine and muscles and flesh and blood.

Till turned to Mizi. "I wrote him a song, and painted something with all of us... Sua, too. I made a copy for you, too, Mizi. It's just that..." he hesitated, taking out the rolled up print to display it. "...I can't really remember their faces. I'm so grateful that I have Sara, or else I'd forget his eyes and the way his hair fell, the smirk that he'd always have when taking something..."

Mizi had the same problem, too. When she imagined Sua, she'd imagine her face before she died. She forgot the way she smiled before, when she didn't look so tense, forgot her embrace and touch and everything else. It's been eight years, and the way she remembers best is through archived videos of her only performance and her son, Clematis.

"I know Ivan would love Sara," Till breathed, looking at the sky wistfully. The clouds peacefully floated by, an image so unreal when before all Mizi saw were a fake hologram of it. "He'd love Clematis, too. He'd sneak candy and sing lullabies and read bedtime stories, cook breakfast and lunch and dinner, learn to bake their favorite treats..."

Tears welled up in both their eyes, dazzling in the sun. The laughter of the children seemed so far yet so close too, and if she listened closely, she could hear Sua and Ivan, too. Sua would adore the children, she knew. Sua... maybe she wouldn't be as good as Ivan at children, but she'd teach them the magical way she always solved math equations so easily, teach them faith and hope and that there is always someone for you, too.

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i came up with sara when thinking of what till would name her. it comes from black sorrow, because sara sounds kind of like sorrow; he hazily listened to it as ivan performed, trying his best to grasp consciousness for... something. he didn't know then, but he knew now.

clematis, although sounding kind of like a girl's name because it refers to a flower, feels like the most obvious choice.

idk if i was really in character for them, but... it's been eight years since the events. they've had time to grow and reflect.

[liquidstar]

Okay anyway what I understand about Hyuna and Luka's backstory so far goes like this:

The two of them were part of a trio of really close friends. Hyuna seemed to be closer with their third (unnamed) friend, possibly had feelings for him. Luka liked Hyuna and came onto her (at the very least tried to kiss her and was possibly being forceful or at least sudden about it) but she rejected him in some way. He blamed their other friend so the next time they saw each other they got into a big fight, where he ultimately killed him. It's hard to tell if that was 100% his intent going in, given that prior to this whole thing he seemed to be the more timid type that we were expecting from before his introduction, but either way he ended up murdering him and was smiling about it (his smile while bloody and beaten reminded me of his smirk after Mizi beat him up, knowing she'd also be killed). In any case I think that's the moment our Luka was born, something inside him completely snapped (either from the rejection or the murder) that might have been festering for a while given the whole alien stage system he's also in... We know the gist of it but not the details, and maybe we never will because they're not necessarily the important part. But yeah Luka's fucked up and I completely understand Hyuna's hang-ups.

The person she potentially loved, (or at the very least was close friends with, but given the themes of unrequited love and death and love=worship I'm believing it's the latter) was murdered right in front of her by her other close friend, for her. And from there they both went in completely opposite directions. Luka completely bought into the Alien Stage system, exploits it as much as he can while still being a pawn in it, and continues to hurt and kill through it- losing his humanity. Hyuna escaped somehow (I'm assuming before the proper Alien Stage competition, similar to how Ivan and Till almost did, and probably lost her leg in the process) and she became a revolutionary for humankind. Singing for herself and not for the aliens as we saw here. Retaking a uniquely human thing that has been commodified...

What I find interesting is that you can see their backstory as a dark version of the current generation of contestants. They also had plenty of heartache resulting from unrequited love, even though they're also friends. Things could have turned out like this for them too, but things are different now. Even though Sua has been killed (and this pain of Mizi's is one Hyuna can relate to) Mizi has literally been broken out of the Alien Stage cycle. About to crash the performance of the Ultimate unrequited love drama (The guy that loves her, and the guy that loves the guy that loves her lol) and they'll be able to come out of it for the better, together, I hope.

[reomikagekin]

Can you do anything mizisua? whether that be angst or sua comforting mizi the world is your oyster.

The world is your oyster.

Mizi had always known the world was cruel.

She tried to keep her smile, to push forward with that relentless optimism she was known for. But it was hard—so, so hard—when every performance felt like it could be her last. When every flickering stage light felt like it was watching her, waiting to decide her fate.

She wasn’t naive. She knew what happened to those who lost.

And yet, standing here, staring at Sua’s unmoving form in the aftermath of the last performance, Mizi felt like she had been foolish all along.

Her hands trembled as she reached out, fingers brushing against Sua’s cheek. The warmth was still there, lingering, but fading too fast. Mizi’s breath hitched.

She wasn’t supposed to see this. She wasn’t supposed to feel this.

Sua had always been the stronger one between them—quiet but bold, unbothered by the weight of other people’s gazes. She didn’t flinch under the pressure like Mizi did, didn’t waver even when the stakes were high.

But Mizi knew her better than anyone. She knew the steady confidence Sua wore was just another mask, a performance in itself.

And now that mask was gone.

Mizi clenched her fists, biting down on the sob threatening to escape. She should be stronger. She should be ready for this.

But she wasn’t.

A hand suddenly covered hers, warm despite everything.

Mizi gasped, eyes snapping up to meet Sua’s. They were heavy-lidded, exhausted—but alive.

“…You’re crying,” Sua murmured, her voice hoarse.

Mizi let out a shaky laugh, the sound barely holding together. “Of course I am, idiot,” she whispered, gripping Sua’s hand tighter. “You scared me.”

Sua blinked slowly, as if trying to process the weight of Mizi’s words. Then, she smirked—weak, barely there, but real. “Sorry.”

That one word shattered whatever composure Mizi had left. She sank to her knees, pressing her forehead against Sua’s shoulder, letting silent tears soak into the fabric.

Sua didn’t say anything. She just let her stay there, fingers threading gently through Mizi’s hair, grounding her.

Mizi squeezed her eyes shut. The world was still cruel. The stage was still merciless. But as long as Sua was here—alive, warm, with her—then maybe, just maybe, she could hold on a little longer.

[weirdraccoon]

Another idea if you're interested 💕.

Praticamente il seguito di un'idea già realizzata.

MC e Sebastian hanno un appuntamento romantico (o un intoppo di lavoro come preferisci) e chiedono a Eleazar di fare da babysitter alla piccola Miriam per qualche ora e proprio in quel momento Miriam decide di sviluppare una magia accidentale (sparando fuoco dalla sua bocca ecc.)

ohmygodohmygodyeeees!!! (i haven't forgotten about the last one, just these days I'm not feeling up for anything but this one yeeees!!!"

I hope google translate didn't muck it up cause I don't know Italian xd

Practically the sequel to an idea already realized.

MC and Sebastian have a romantic date (or a business snag as you prefer) and ask Eleazar to babysit little Miriam for a few hours and just then Miriam decides to develop accidental magic (shooting fire from her mouth etc. )

will also add a silly drawing later. this gave me "jack jack attack" vibes

Fig waved goodbye from his doorstep, also grabbing little Miriam's hand to wave goodbye to her parents. The young couple had the privilege to be invited to a gala celebrating something or other at the Ministry, or like Sebastian liked to explain it "to suffer through a night of schmoozing and networking".

Well, if EmSea wanted to become Minister she had to schmooze and network as much as possible. And Ominis would be there to help them. Fig wasn't too worried about his girl's ambitions.

"How about we have some dinner and then we listen to music while we do our homework?"

Miriam was only five years old, way too young to go to Hogwarts, but with parents like hers, she had been introduced to magical and muggle culture and history from the moment she was born. Sebastian, mainly, loved to read to her and he taught her how to read in record time. EmSea, on her part, liked to stroll in muggle London, taking her daughter with her so she could understand muggles were as human as wizarkin. So far, it seemed like the little girl loved all the muggle items she saw in her walks, but also all the old traditions wizards practice.

And she was already showing signs of powerful magic.

Fig never saw any of this, but according to Sebastian and EmSea, little Miriam was proficient at the summoning charm. There was nowhere in their house where they could hide the cookies or candy. Miriam always found them or summoned them from their places to her little hands.

At least she hadn't shown any ancient magic yet. Fig didn't know for sure how EmSea grew up or how dangerous her accidental magic was, but he hoped little Miriam didn't face the same obstacles as her mom did.

Miriam wouldn't have to hide her magic, bury it so deep it only came out under duress at her almost fifteen years old... No. Fig, along with Sebastian, EmSea, and Ominis (who has been an excellent godfather so far) would make sure Miriam grew up loved and safe and developing her magic to her full potential.

So, thinking about the books he read about kids' healthy development, Fig played some classic music that was supposed to help with attention and mind awareness.

"I like that," Miriam babbled, dutifully coloring the book her father left her with. "It's... relaxing," she giggled, laying her head on top of the book.

Fig smirked, glad the child liked it. He sat on his sofa with the new year's lesson plan and focused on correcting it. His apprentice was good but still needed some corrections here and there, specifically when organizing the topics from general to specific.

He wasn't sure how much time went by, but suddenly he realized Miriam had been way too quiet for a little five-year-old. He peeked over his papers and froze when he saw her missing.

"Shoot," he jumped to his feet, trying not to panic. "Ok, ok, it's ok. The wards won't let her go out, she has to be here," he looked around. The flat wasn't too big: a kitchen, a dining space, the living space he was currently standing in, two bedrooms, and one bathroom. "Miriam?" He called. "Where are you, you little snidget?"

Nothing.

Then.

Giggles echoed around him, sending shivers down his spine and making him look around with anxiety.

"I knew EmSea was a demon but why did she have a demon baby?" He muttered, then walked to the hallway that led to EmSea's old room. "Miriam?"

Something popped behind him, making him flinch and turn with his wand in hand.

There was nothing there.

Another 'pop'. Then another. And another. Surrounding him.

"Oh my dear Merlin, Miriam, are you apparating!?" He cried. "That's. that's dangerous, dear! Just- Hey! Who wants a cookie?"

Pop!

Miriam apparated right into his arms. He grunted and caught her before she could fall.

"I like cookies, gran'pa," Miriam grinned innocently.

"Yeah, ok," Fig sighed, tightening his hold on her. "But no more apparating. And your mom said only one before going to bed."

Miriam frowned but kept quiet as Fig took her to the kitchen. Her wide brown eyes observed as he opened the cupboard over the sink and revealed the full jar of cookies. He grabbed only one.

"Here, let's go back to sitting, shall we?"

Miriam munched on her cookie, but her eyes were glued to the cupboard.

Suddenly, it caught on fire.

"Fuck!" Fig shouted, placing Miriam on the floor. "Shit. No- Don't- Don't repeat those words, ok darling?" Then he ran back to the kitchen, trying to stop the fire with a couple of spells.

When the fire died out, he turned to make sure Miriam wasn't injured.

He found her munching on more cookies, jar safely guarded between her legs.

"This is going be a long night, isn't it?"

Miriam giggled.

Then floated.

The music didn't sound so relaxing anymore.