#there gonna fight...then kiss and makeout-I MEAN MAKE UP MAKE UP

[bearwhalez]

THE WORMS ARE BACK

(Stanley's design is done by the lovely @novismare )

[gyuswhore]

Shut Up (don't)

anniversary event [closed]

lee seokmin x reader

prompt(s): carrying on the argument between sloppy kisses and heavy make out

word count: 2.7k

warnings: smut (MINORS DNI), mean words are thrown at one another while they're fighting, heavy makeouts, fingering (f. rec), breast play, p in v, unprotected sex, soff ending bc im a sap

[a/n]: i have nothing to say. enjoy.

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Nearly getting rearended, and then breaking the heel of your shoe, to becoming the receiving end of another plethora of snarky remarks from the department weasel; it was all beginning to spill over the rim of your too warm, too full cup. 

All you wanted was to eat a good meal in front of another mindless TV show and nap the weekend away in the arms of your favourite person. Hence why the excitement at your front door was overflowing, creaking the door open to find a darker than usual hallway. You can only slip off your broken shoes and deposit your keys and bag so quickly, barely considering the amount of noise you’re making with all the shuffling and clanging in the doorway. 

“Seok! Babe, are you home?” you raise your voice a little as you enter the kitchen, slamming the grocery bags down on the counter with a loud huff. You peek out the door into the dark halls, brows furrowed. 

Opting to put away the perishables first, you grunt as you stand back up after stuffing all the frozen packages into the freezer, hand supporting your lower back. You were more tired than you’d initally thought.

Shuffling into the living room, your turn on the lights, remaining confused as ever as to why they were off. Even in an empty house, at least one of the lights would remain on. 

You nearly jump out of your skin when you register the lump on the now visible couch, taking a moment to realise it was your boyfriend, still in the clothes he had left in this morning. 

He’s shifting, groaning as he comes around to reveal his face, eyes bleary and face slightly red from sleep. 

“Oh,” he grimaces as he realises you were the one to turn the lights back on. “You’re home.”

“Why are you sleeping on the couch? Have you eaten yet?” you ask your boyfriend who’s now attempting rub the sleep out of his eyes. 

“No,” he confirms, voice still scratchy. “I’m gonna change and go to bed.” 

“Wait, I did the groceries before coming home. I can make you your favourite. You can go to bed after you eat,” you insist. 

He doesn’t answer as he simply rises and makes his way towards the hall leading the bedroom. 

“Seok? Honey, I’ll be quick, I promise. Twenty minutes tops and then you can go to bed.”

Catching up to him, you grab his hand in an attempt to get him to look at you, which he does. Except he looks…annoyed? He brushes another hand across his hair and face, looking more exasperated by the second. 

“I’m not hungry,” he says, slower than usual. Like it was taking an effort to get the words out. “Now can you please just—”

“You can’t go to bed empty stomached, you’ll wake up with a headache!”

“You’re giving me a fucking headache right now.”

You freeze. 

On instinct, you drop his hand, letting it ball into fists at his side. He blinks for a long moment, pinching his nose bridge, before turning around entirely to continue his retreat back into the bedroom. 

It’s like you’ve snapped out of a daze when you register his retreating form, zero comment from either of you after the bomb he’d planted in the room. 

“You don’t get to say that to me and then walk away,” you say, and he’s still not stopping. “You aren’t the only one who’s had a shit day, at least I’m not being an ass about it.”

That seems to do it for him, turning around with furrowed brows and an open mouth that’s ready to shoot back. “This is your problem, you can’t leave things alone.” 

“I’m sorry that I care if my boyfriend’s starving himself?” Your voice comes out louder than intended, the heat of the situation creating an emerging buzz in your head. 

“Don’t care then! Your idea of helping is whatever you want done for you, have you considered that I just want to be left alone?” He tries to control his arms movements but they explode into some waving motion anyway, eyes meeting yours in a wide, angry, accusatory hold.

“Seokmin.” His name leaves your mouth in an unbelievable laugh. “Are you listening to yourself?”

“How can I over all that clanging and banging you do the minute you step foot into this house?!” 

“You know what?” you begin.

“God, just shut up, I can’t do this with you right now.”

“This is beginning to sound like you have a problem with me.”

“I just said—”

“No! Just fucking say it. Moving in together was a bad idea and you wish you’d never asked!” You know you sound hysterical, arms thrown over head as you fight the urge to push something over. 

“Stop it.”

“I’m trying to make this work with our schedules but if you’re gonna blow up anytime you don’t get your way—” 

Seokmin tries to shut you up again, only this time he succeeds. 

In the midst of your rampage he’d crossed the distance between the both of you, opting to slam his mouth onto yours instead of using his words. 

Both of his hands have gotten hold of your face, keeping you from moving your mouth in an way except against his own. He’s taken away your power, your hands come up to grasp his forearms. 

“Seok—” you start again, but he only plants his lips on you again, sliding his tongue at the seam of your mouth to intrude even further. 

You’re mad at him. It’s taking alot to remind yourself of that. He’s trying to shut you up. He doesn’t want to listen to you. He…

Even Seokmin, with all his other worldly breath control, can’t keep his mouth on your forever, leaving your swollen lips to let you both breathe for a moment. 

“What the fuck is this supposed to be doing?’ you ask, breathless but angry.

“Shutting you up,” he reponds, gripping your waist so hard it almost hurts, shoving your entire body right into his personal space. 

You aren’t any better than him, bringing your hands up to his hair, tugging at the strands just to have something to grip on to. 

“This isn’t over,” you mumble between wet, sloppy kisses, already half gone. 

“Like hell it isn’t,” Seokmin grunts, letting go only to pull you onto the warm couch, caging you between the armrest and his own overbearing body. He’s taking over you from all sides, the muddle of your mind unbecoming of the anger that coursed through you just minutes prior. 

Pairing that with your existing exhaustion, your mind seems to be skipping over most of the filler scenes that unfold. 

Your top is gone to wind before you can register his fingers working the buttons. His hands have reached underneath your tight skirt, fiddling with the waistband of your stockings. He’s struggling with the overlapping fabrics, the existing difficulty of handling stockings earning a dissatisfied grunt from his throat. 

Opening your eyes, shifting them to focus on Seokmin’s face, you don’t doubt you look just as fucked out as he does. Pupils dilated, hair dishevelled and sticking out from everywhere, clothes barely framing where they belong. He’s growing frustrated as he instead attempts to shuck your skirt off. 

“Just—” He cuts you off again, even as you try to help with the wretched zipper. 

“Not a word out of your mouth,” he says, almost like it’s a plea, shielded under his scratchy growl. “Not until I’m done.”

This is nothing like you’ve ever seen before, your sweet, gentle boyfriend had turned into some deep monster from hell, like the events of tonight unsheathed some unfed entity that only festered on its ignorance. Despite everything, you can’t seem to complain, enjoying every bit of this as every passing moment only stacks the already leaning tower. 

And when you thought he couldn’t get any more unhinged, you hear the distinct sound of a rip! 

He’s ripped your tights. 

“Seok, I just bought those!” you blurt before you can stop yourself. 

He doesn’t answer you this time, opting to let his fingers do the talking. You feel a distinct pressure on your hot core, and you’re immediately putty. Seokmin is rubbing slow circles over the damp crotch of your panties, steady, but just enough to have you bucking your hips uncontrollably every so couple seconds. Your breathing is loud, bordering whimpers as you squeeze your eyes shut. 

It’s criminal the way he pushes into your core, stuffing you with bulk of his finger and the fabric of your underwear. And just when you feel like you can’t take it anymore, he removes hands entirely. 

You nearly scream, the ache becoming near unbearable. He’s shuffling around to take his clothes off but you couldn’t care less if he fucked you half dressed. He’s naked before you can do something about it yourself, immediately planting himself back on you. 

“Put that mouth to better use,” he whispers, bringing two of his fingers to your lips, letting them push past and rest on your tongue. You start sucking on them instantly, tongue running over his long, beautiful fingers, letting him shove them as far as you’d let him. 

When he relents, he only slips them somewhere else. You watch between your flushed bodies as his sticky, glistening fingers disappear, sliding inside your ready, coated walls. Hands finding purchase on the bulk of his shoulders, he lets you dig your nails into his pristine tan skin as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. Throwing your head back you can only groan into the empty ceiling at the feeling. 

“God, Seok that feels so good.”

He goes faster, deeper, separating his fingers inside you to test your limits. Finding that spongy spot, he shows no signs of relenting, now pistoning into you. 

When he stops, you come round to watch him line his hard member up to your entrance, not giving you a moment to register the emptiness. Except, you stop him. 

“Wait,” you breathe out, pushing yourself on your elbows. 

“What?” he asks, like he’s been snapped out of a trance. You maintain eye contact as you push him into a sitting position on the couch, letting his back hit the plush of the pillows. You take the opportunity to slide out of your torn and tattered tights, feeling the muscle of his thighs as you sit on his lap. 

“Fuck,” he curses when he realises what you’re doing. 

You readjust, grabbing his hard shaft, pumping him slowly as you prepare to line him up to your entrance again. Pushing your chest into his face during the process, he wastes no time in latching his mouth over the lace of your bra, licking over the fabric, pushing the tip of his tongue right where your nipple was. 

It send waves of shocks right into your core, busying the tip of his cock to rub itself on your dropping hole, savouring the feeling. Seokmin’s thrown your bra away, his mouth now in full contact with your breasts, tongue flicking across the nipple as he nips and sucks to his heart’s content. His fingers flick over your other nipple, pinching and stimulating it just the same. The sight of his fingers is doing so much to you, enough to encourage you to sink into his cock with finality. 

It’s a stretch, but nothing you haven’t been practiced to handle. He has a hand low on your hips, guiding your ass to sit on him fully. When you move it’s easier, the pleasure returning in its waves and sparks. 

“Fuck, Seok,” you whimper, as you start moving faster, bouncing on his cock, ass slapping his thighs. 

You find a place holder behind you on his knee, reaching one of your hands back to clasp his skin, the other finds reprieve in his hair, mouth still sucking on your breast. 

His palm rests on your ass, guiding you up and down his shaft in a constant rhythm, moaning into the plump of your breast. Letting go of your nipple, he throws his head back in a guttural moan, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of your walls engulfing him whole. He continues to play with the swell of your breasts, fondling and groping. 

Taking advantage of the access, you lean into neck, pressing kisses onto the expanse, suckling on a spot near his ear, savouring the salt of his skin on your tongue. Your hips continue to bounce on him, but inevitably slow as you feel the burn on your thighs and hips. 

One particular landing is felt with a harsh buck of Seokmin’s own hips and you realise with a loud moan that he’s meeting you halfway, finishing what you started. Soon he’s created a pace of his own, thrusting his well oiled hips into you so good it has you blinking away the gleam of stars. 

“Baby,” your voice comes out pleading, and he knows exactly what you’re trying to say. 

“Come, baby, it’s alright. Come all over me.”

Taking his words to your cunt, you oblige, letting yourself come undone. It’s loud, it’s desperate and it’s raw, needing to wrap your arms around him in a latch for support. He smells like him, and it’s making the high continue to wreck your body in waves that won’t end. 

Seokmin cums just as your coming down from your own high, tightening his hold on you as he rams his cock into your overstimulated cunt to get his own fill of pleasure. His thighs stutter beneath you, his sounds deep and loud.

By the time he’s done neither of you have enough air in your lungs to say a word, slumped over one another as you catch your breaths. 

Seokmin is the first to recover, and your fluttering eyelids drift open at the feeling of his lips on your shoulders, leaving butterfly kisses as you remain curled into his chest, head on the crook of his neck. 

You’re uncomfortably warm, but you cuddle into his chest closer, feeling the heat that radiates off of his body. His lips have found your temple, seemingly not caring for your sticky, sweaty skin as he trails his kisses to your cheek, right next to your ear. 

“I’m sorry for blowing up on you like that. I always want you to care, please forget about what I said,” he whispers into your ear, and it’s enough to have you shuffle impossibly closer into his naked chest. It’s like you’ve molded into each other’s skin. 

“I’m sorry too, for not being understand and for blowing up on you as well. I should’ve handled my emotions better.” You lift your head for a moment to plant a kiss on Seokmin’s jaw, and then find his lips. 

He kisses you so softly it hurts, pecks of affirmation between his “sorry”s. 

“I love you,” he mumbles into your lips, and you cup his jaw as he pulls away ever so slightly. 

You can see a stretch at the corner of his lips and you realise he’s smiling; you almost weep at the sight. 

Kissing him again, you whisper right back, “I love you more.”

“Please don’t ever leave.”

“Never.”

“Promise?” 

You let out a little giggle, “Promise. As long as you won’t ever leave me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he says, nothing but love in his eyes.

“We still have to talk about what happened,” you say, brushing the pad of your finger across his cheek. 

“I know, and we will,” he gulps. “I think we need to sleep on it.”

You agree quietly, but quip anyway. “If I had to take a shot, I’d bet it on all that pent up energy you just unleashed. I think you feel better right now.”

He exhales through his nose, slightly embarrassed at being called out, but replies nonetheless. “It…it probably was. I do feel less tense.”

“Hm,” you hum, bringing you arms to wrap around his neck, tucking your mouth right near his ear. You trace a lone finger down the center of his chest. 

“Since we’ve decided this is a topic for tomorrow, do you think you’ve got a little more frustration in there to let out?” 

He’s still sheathed inside you, and you can feel his length begin to harden. 

You don’t realise what’s happening as you feel yourself being jerked forward, suddenly suspended in his arms as he struts towards the bedroom. Arms tightened, a hint of a squeal escapes you, and you can only giggle as he tickles whispered promises into your neck. 

Promises that you can count on him to fulfill. 

[wwooyology]

Thrill Of The Chase | J.WY

「pairing」 : bf!wooyoung x fem!reader 「word count」 : 5.7k

「synopsis」 : it was supposed to be a cute and sweet date to the corn maze, so how did it turn into cat and mouse chase with your boyfriend? and what was he after? you of course.

「genre」 : smut, horror/thriller, fluff if you squint, dark romance

「warnings」 : MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!, DARK THEMES!!!, cussing, teasing, dubcon/noncon, crying, wooyoung is just a lil insane, chasing with a knife, wooyoung wears a mask at one point, kissing, sloppy makeout, fingering, clit play, choking, hair pulling, slight bulge kink, spanking, dacryphilia, edging, breast play, slight manhandling, overstimulation, finger sucking, unprotected sex, mean dom!wooyoung x sub!reader, squirting, multiple orgasms, wooyoung is kinda sadistic, petnames (babydoll, babe, baby, little mouse...), derogatory names (slut), slight breath play, begging, knife play, blood play, blood eating, wooyoung is just a nasty freak, biting/marking, rough sex, outside sex, creampie, mentions of wearing a mask in a sexual light at the end, implications of multiple rounds, lmk if I missed anything!!

「notes」 : HAPPY HALLOWEEN BABES!!! 🎃 we can all shout a huge ass thank you to rae for planting this seed into my mind. what she thought was an innocent little thought turned into a huge ass obsession for me. so I gift to you the result of said obsession 🙂‍↕️ I hope that you all enjoy this and stay spooky, my loves, mwah! 💋

now playing ➻ killing butterflies/lou bliss & dead man runnin'/seulgi

It was almost pitch dark outside, the half-moon being the only source of light in the remote area that Wooyoung had taken you to. He wanted to plan a spooky but cute Halloween date for the both of you since he knew how much you loved the spooky season. However, something about a random corn maze in the middle of nowhere didn’t exactly sit well with you. Sure, you loved horror movies, but you weren’t as stupid as some of the movie characters.

But somehow, someway Wooyoung had managed to drag you out here, although he still has another battle to fight. Getting you out of the car.

“Come on, babe, it's really not that bad. I promise.” He pleaded with you, his hand holding onto yours as he gave you his best puppy dog eyes.

The both of you have been sitting in his car for the past fifteen minutes because you just felt uneasy about being in the middle of nowhere, especially at night. Not to mention that there was barely any lighting, meaning one wrong move, and either of you could get hurt. 

“Woo, we literally cannot see a thing out here; we’re gonna get hurt.” You sighed trying your best to not give into his pleading gaze, but you felt your resolve start to crumble when his bottom lip jutted out.

Wooyoung then dropped your hand before turning and reaching back into the backseat floorboards where he had a backpack sitting. Pulling the bag into his lap Wooyoung unzipped it before rummaging around and eventually pulled out a flashlight, a huge grin on his face.

“I bought a flashlight; we’ll be able to see just fine," he told you triumphantly, zipping the bag back up after setting the flashlight down in one of the empty cup holders. You could only let out a defeated sigh, knowing that you weren’t going to be winning this fight. Plus, you were already here, so why not? What’s the worst that can happen?

“Alright, fine.” You nodded your head as you started to unbuckle your seatbelt. Wooyoung let out a loud cheer, causing you to jump before pulling the keys out of the ignition and pushing his door open. A gust of cold wind blew into the car, making you shiver; the hairs on the back of your neck stood tall. Something about all of this just felt off. You couldn’t say what exactly it was, but it was there.

You reached for the door handle, but before your fingers could wrap around the handle, the door flew open, making you gasp softly. Looking up, you found your boyfriend standing there, leaning against the car door, his arm propped on the top and a teasing smirk on his lips. Rolling your eyes, you grabbed his outstretched hand, allowing him to pull you from the car and shut the door behind you.

Standing next to Wooyoung you looked around the area, seeing the corn maze off in the distance. There was an eerie stillness about it, causing a shiver to run down your spine, or maybe that was just the wind. Without the bright sun, it was beyond freezing, the cold wind seeping through your clothes despite the multiple layers of clothing you were wearing. Noticing your discomfort, Wooyoung walked over, wrapping his arms around your smaller frame and holding you close.

You let out a content sigh as you melted into his touch, arms wrapping loosely around his waist, eyes fluttering close as you laid your head on his chest. His warmth instantly ran the cold off, leaving you warm once more.

“You promise that there’s a heater in the middle?” You asked, propping your chin on his chest to look up at him. Even in the dim lighting of the moon, he looked ethereal, and you wanted nothing more than to bite him but refrained from doing so.

Wooyoung smiled before leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead. “I promise that you will love what I have waiting in the middle.” He promised, and you nodded, completely missing the sinister gleam in his foxy eyes.

He pulls away from you and grabs your hand before pulling you towards the corn maze. As the two of you walked hand-in-hand, you really started to notice how remote the area really was. If something were to happen, screaming would be pointless because no one would hear you. Goosebumps littered your skin when you heard the sounds of birds squawking off in the distance; that uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach grew. You trusted Wooyoung, though; you knew that he would never intentionally put you in harm's way, so you just swallowed the lump in your throat and continued to follow after your dark-haired boyfriend.

“Watch your step, babydoll; there’s a hole here.” Wooyoung glanced back at you as he shined the light down onto the floor under him. You grimaced slightly when you noticed how deep it was, and the thought of breaking an ankle because of it made you shiver.

You stepped around it before following closely behind Wooyoung, not wanting to stray too far, seeing as he was the one with the flashlight and you had left your phone in the car. Another gust of wind blew past you, causing the hairs on the back of your neck to stand tall, and your lips started to quiver.

“W-Woo, maybe we should just g-go back.” Your teeth clattered as you wrapped yourself around his arm, hoping to pull some of his warmth for yourself again.

Wooyoung glanced down at you with a sympathetic gaze before shrugging one of the backpack straps off and digging around. After a few moments, he pulled out a pair of hand warmers and handed them to you.

“Here, these should help until we get to the middle.” He whispered softly as he made sure you were set before walking towards the entrance of the corn maze.

You followed behind him once more. However, the moment you looked up, you stopped dead in your tracks. The entrance loomed over you as if waiting for the right moment to snap its jaw around you, and the crops looked to be well over a head taller than you. The moon offered no light to the entrance, almost making it look like a portal to another dimension.

You wanted to reach out and grab Wooyoung to tell him that you could just go back to the safety of your apartment and binge-watch all the horror movies you could think of. But he was already a few feet ahead of you, making his way into the maze.

“Wooyoung, wait!” you called out to him as you jogged towards him. Once you were at his side, he glanced down at you with another teasing smirk, making you roll your eyes.

You stayed right at Wooyoung’s side as he navigated the turns that uneasy feeling never going away, and the deeper you got, the more it grew. There were absolutely no landmarks to tell you whether or not you’ve been in that area, only making you even more anxious. 

“You do know where we’re going right?” You asked, a hint of panic in your voice as you continued to walk, eyes flickering over to Wooyoung for a moment. Your stomach churned as the cool wind blew all around you, making the crops sway.

A loud squawk made you jump, latching yourself to Wooyoung’s arm, causing the male to burst out laughing. You glared up at him before slapping his chest, causing him to jump this time and look down at you with a cheeky smile. However, in the dim lighting, it made it look far more sinister, only making your heart race more.

“Ya know, for someone who loves horror movies, you sure are jumpy.” He teased, poking your side, and you slapped his hand away. Your heart was still hammering under your ribcage as you held onto Wooyoung’s arm tightly.

“I like to watch them, Woo, not become a part of one," you told him, sas tainting your tone, and he shook his head. 

Your eyes continued to scan your surroundings as the two of you walked even deeper into the maze. Glancing back at the way you came, you weren’t too sure if you would even be able to find your way back out. Your heart continued to thump erratically in your chest as the unease crept back in, sinking its claws deeper and deeper until you were almost ready to tell Wooyoung to forget about this whole thing.

Just as you were about to open your mouth, Wooyoung stopped in his tracks, his hands patting down his pockets. You released his arm to let him look for whatever it was he was searching for, but never straying too far. He cursed under his breath before looking over at you and holding out the flashlight.

“Hold this for a second," he said. You quickly grabbed it and pointed down at the ground, where he crouched down, his backpack now in his hands.

Your lips curled inward as you watched him, wondering what it was that he was looking for. The both of you had agreed to leave your phones in the car to just enjoy each other's company so you weren’t too sure. Then the sound of a twig snapping and shuffling from behind you made your body freeze before turning to shine the light in the direction you heard the noises from, completely forgetting about Wooyoung for a second. Your heart started to race as you tried to look between the tall stalks of corn, but you couldn’t see a thing. Swallowing thickly, you continued to look, wanting to make sure that it was just your mind playing tricks on you and not something you should actually be worried about.

“Woo, did you hear that?” Your voice shook as you called out to your boyfriend; however, when you didn’t receive a response, your blood ran cold.

Spinning back around, you found the spot where Wooyoung once stood was empty, and he was nowhere to be seen. Your breathing started to grow rapidly as you whipped around in every direction, trying to find your boyfriend.

“Wooyoung, if this is one of your pranks, it’s not funny.” You called out, tears burning your eyes as your hands shook.

The air around you started to grow heavy as you tried to retrace your steps, thinking that he was hiding around one of the bends, waiting for the perfect time to jump out and scare you. You held back tears as the wind blew around you, blowing your hair into your face. Then suddenly, the flashlight started to flicker, and your heart dropped.

“No, no, no, no, you stupid thing.” You cried as you smacked the palm of your hand with the flashlight, hoping to steady the light, but it was no use as it shut off completely. Leaving you in complete darkness.

Your heart started to beat erratically as you tried to get the stupid thing to turn back on, tears dripping from your eyelashes, “please turn back on.” Pleas and cries fell from your lips as you desperately tried to get the flashlight to work once more.

The hairs on the back of your neck rose as your body went rigid when you felt a presence behind you. Your brain was yelling at you to run and get as far away as possible, but your legs were glued to the ground, unable to move.

“Run.” A voice spoke right into your ear, making you scream, and more tears spilled from your eyes. Before your mind could register it, your legs were moving you deeper into the maze, running around the bends and narrowly dodging some of the looming corn stalks. 

Tears ran down your flushed cheeks as you ran until you ended up in a dead end, causing you to cry out, hands shaking violently.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” You screamed, turning to go back the way you came, but stopped dead in your tracks when you saw someone standing there.

Your ears started to ring, feet shuffling away as your eyes landed on the mask they were wearing. It was a Japanese Oni mask. Your fingers tightened around the flashlight as you backed away, a small scream leaving your lip when you stumbled and they started to walk towards you. That’s when you noticed the moonlight gleaming off of an object in their hand, and your blood ran cold. 

They were holding a knife.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you stumbled back until you felt the corn stalks at your back, meaning you had nowhere else to go. Tears continued to fall from the corner of your eyes as you watched them get closer until they stopped.

“I wanna play a little game…” They finally spoke, causing you to flinch, the mask muffling their voice, making it hard to disconcert who it was. You didn’t say a word as you watched them bring the knife up, head turned to look at it before snapping back to you. “A game of tag, hmm.” They hummed as they moved even closer to you, almost within an arm's reach. Your body then froze, jaw tight as they brought the knife up to your face, the point dangerously close to your cheek. “I’ll give you a ten-second head start, but…” Their hand wrapped around your throat before you could even blink, a gasp falling from your lips as they brought you closer to them. “If I catch you, then I can’t promise that I’ll be gentle.”

Your heart started to hammer in your chest as you realized that this was just some sick and twisted game, but it was the only way you could get out alive. Or so you thought, at least. Just then, the wind blew, and the scent of a familiar cologne washed over your senses, causing your body to go rigid.

“W-Wooyoung?” Your eyes went wind, hands wrapping around his wrist. 

Under the mask, a deep chuckle could be heard, his grip growing tighter, but just enough to make you whimper. He stayed silent for a moment longer, gauging your reaction and loving the fear and confusion in your eyes.

“What do you say babydoll?” The use of his normal pet name for you made your stomach churn, and some of the fear started to fade away. You swallowed thickly, looking at him with wide eyes, but the words wouldn’t leave your tongue. “Wanna play a game?” 

His voice dropped an octave causing your mind to swirl, lighting a fire in the pit of your stomach. However, fear starts to etch itself into your skin once more. A part of you wanted to yell at him that this little joke of his wasn’t funny and that you wanted to go home. The other part of you wanted to know what he was going to do, curiosity getting the better of you.

“Now…” He released your neck, allowing you to breathe properly, and stepped to the side, “Run along little mouse.”

You didn’t even think twice before you took off running once more, not bothering to look behind you. Even as fear coursed through your veins, you couldn’t help but also feel excited; something about it made your stomach flutter.

You tried to remember which way you came from, hoping that maybe if you got to the car, you would win Wooyoung’s little game. Yet you were sure it wasn’t that simple because finding your way out seemed almost impossible as you rounded another corner. Everything in this damn maze looked the same, and it infuriated you, tears streaming down your face.

The area around you was quiet, and it gave you a bad feeling, seeing as you were sure that ten seconds had already passed. However, glancing over your shoulder you didn’t see any sign of your masked boyfriend. You weren’t sure whether to be worried or relieved, but you did know that you weren’t going to stop.

A cry of relief fell from your lips when the flashlight finally kicked back on, allowing you to see the path in front of you. Using the light, you navigated through the maze; the cold no longer bothers you due to adrenaline. Tears continued to silently drip from your eyelashes as you rounded yet another corner, but this time you stopped short when you noticed a lantern sitting in the middle of an opening. Your heart was nearly beating out of your chest as you moved closer.

‘Maybe this is the center…?’ You thought to yourself as you took careful steps, unsure of what could be lying beyond the threshold. With each step, you started to feel more and more uneasy, a voice in the back of your mind screaming danger.

The sound of a twig snapping behind you made you turn around, your heart dropping to the pit of your stomach, and a scream erupted from your lips. Wooyoung was standing mere inches away, no longer wearing the mask, and a sinister smirk playing on his lips. He quickly slapped a hand over your mouth, muffling your screams as you fought against his hold, forcing you down to the ground.

“I caught you babydoll. You lose.” He chuckled, making you lay flat on the ground, his hand still firmly placed over your mouth. You tried to use your hands to push him off, muffled screams echoing in the dimly lit area. “Scream all you want, but no one is gonna hear you.” His voice taunted you as he grabbed both of your wrists in his hands, pinning them above your head, “Now, are you gonna be a good girl and take your punishment, or are we gonna have to do this the hard way?” He asked, a sinister gleam in his eyes as he stared down at you.

Your heart was hammering against your ribs as you stared up at him with misty eyes, fear settling into your bones. Fighting against his hold was pointless; he was too strong—he was always too strong. So you stopped trying, causing Wooyoung to smirk, moving his hands from your mouth, watching in sick amusement as your lips trembled.

“Good girl.” He cooed, leaning closer to your face. Your eyes fluttered as his warm breath washed over your face. His free hand then moved down to your neck, fingers tracing your jugular, leaving behind goosebumps in their wake.

“W-Woo…” Your voice shook as you called out to him, eyes opening once more to find his dark orbs already on you. The way his gaze bore into you left you squirming underneath him, and despite the fear that had its claws sunk into your brain, there was a burning desire in your gut.

“Shhh, little mouse.” He ghosted his lips over yours, and your eyes fluttered shut, awaiting his kiss, but it never came. Wooyoung pulled away from you, a smug smirk playing on his lips as he watched you chase after him, but you could only move so far with his hold on you. The smirk then dropped from his lip before his hand wrapped around your throat, causing a sharp gasp to leave your lips, eyes flying open. “You lost the game, now I get to claim my prize.”

Then, in the blink of an eye, he released your wrists and flipped you over onto your stomach. You tried to turn your head to look at him, but he was quick to grab the back of your neck and held you down in place. His free hand then trailed down your back before he looped his fingers around the waistband of your bottoms and tugged harshly.

“Woo, wait!” You cried out, not ready for the cold to bite at your bare skin as he peeled your pants from your body, a gasp leaving your lips from the sudden chill. The ground was rough against your bare legs as you squirmed in his hold until a stinging pain erupted from your ass.

“Stop moving,” Wooyoung growled, his hand pressing flat on the small of your back, halting all of your movements.

Tears stung in your eyes as you bit your lip, trying to keep from letting any noises slip. The burning sensation was soothed by the cold wind, but it didn’t last long when he delivered a few more sharp smacks to the plump flesh of your ass. Small cries and whimpers left your lips every time his hand came into contact with your skin until he stopped squeezing your ass. His fingers then moved down to your thighs, pulling your legs apart despite your protests.

“You’re such a dirty slut, look at how wet you are.” He taunted you, his fingers dipping between your folds. Your legs snapped shut around his hand when he brushed over your aching clit, this action only angering the dark-haired male. A cry tore from your lips when he slapped your thigh, tears dripping from your eyelashes. “Keep your legs open.” The growl in his voice only left you dripping more with arousal.

“Woo–”

“Shut up and spread your legs.” He demanded, his fingers around your neck tightening, making you whine. A part of you screamed at you to go against him, but the other, louder part of you told you to just listen, and maybe he’ll go easy on you. So you did as told, spreading your legs and allowing his hand to slip back down to your drenched core. “I told you I wasn’t gonna be nice if I caught you, babydoll.” 

Without any warning, he plunged his finger into you, a loud moan falling from your lips as he fucked his digit into you at a merciless pace. You then slapped your hands over your mouth to muffle your moans, causing Wooyoung to chuckle darkly.

“I already told you no one can hear you out here.” He whispered as he leaned down to brush his lips against your ear. You let out another cry of his name when he added a second finger into your soaping heat, scissoring you open.

“Fuck!” You cried out, pleasure washing over your entire being as he continued to roughly fuck his fingers into you. White spots started to dance across your vision as your high crept closer, and because of the hold he had on your neck, making it hard to breathe properly, too.

Just as your high was about to crash down on you, Wooyoung pulled his fingers out, leaving you high and dry. You started to protest but were quickly silenced when he spanked you once again. You gasped at the stinging pain, fingers curling into fists.

His hand holding the back of your neck released its grip, allowing you to breathe properly. However, he combed his fingers through your hair and grabbed a handful. He pulled you up by your hair, causing you to cry out. Your hands flew back to grab his wrist as tears spilled from your eyes. Once you were on your knees, he pulled your head back until you were looking up at him.

“You have no idea how long I’ve thought about having you like this.” He smirked, taking in the state that you were in. Tears streaming down your flushed cheeks, some specks of dirt from the ground were smeared on your cheek and jaw, and god, did you look good like this. Then a dark, sinister gleam covered his iris’.

Your breath hitched in your throat when he brought something to your face. The sharp point of the knife he had earlier traced your jawline; one wrong move, and he would break the skin. You kept completely still as he brought it down your neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

“I wonder how pretty you would look covered in blood,” He tilted his head, watching your wide eyes swim with fear. A gasp broke through your lips when he pressed against the sensitive skin of your neck, the blade easily breaking the skin.

Wooyoung watched with a borderline insane smile as your sweet cherry-red blood seeped from the small wound. He watched it as it ran down your skin until it soaked into your clothes, and his smile dropped, annoyed.

You wouldn’t openly admit it, but there was something exciting about him using the knife against you. The thrill that coursed through your veins was unlike anything you’ve felt before, and you couldn’t help but want more. 

The fear you felt before was almost completely gone as you looked at Wooyoung, lust pooling in your blown-out pupils. Your hands then released his wrist before moving shakily to your coat zipper, slowly unzipping it as his eyes watched you closely.

Once your jacket was off Wooyoung wasted no time in hooking the knife under the thin fabric of your shirt before pulling. You gasped when the sounds of your shirt ripping were heard, and the now tattered shirt was split, leaving you in just your bra.

“C’mere.” He growled, tugging you into his lap which you complied, your hands moving to his shoulders. He then tugged your head back once more, moving his tongue along your smooth skin, collecting your crimson blood in his mouth before biting down harshly, making you cry out.

“W-Woo– fuck!” Your fingers tightened around his shoulders as he continued to bite and suck on your neck.

The pressure between your thighs was almost unbearable, and your hips unconsciously rolled against his, resulting in a deep groan. Wooyoung dropped the knife before reaching behind you to unclasp your bra, letting your breasts spill from their confinement.

“Look at you, already so fucked out, and I haven’t done much of anything.” He mocked you, taking in the fucked out expression on your face. His hand then fell to your hip, halting your movements, and you let out a whine. “You wanna cum so badly, then work for it slut.” His voice was low as he released your hair, letting your neck relax.

“Woo…” You whined, but your hips rocked against his nonetheless, the rough fabric of his jeans felt delicious against your aching clit. Spreading your legs a bit more, you fully pressed your hips against his, chasing your high, all while Wooyoung watched with a smug smile.

A gasp fell from your parted lips when he latched his mouth to your breast, nipping at your little bud. A shiver ran down your spine at the sensation, your mind turning to mush as he played with your boobs while you rutted your hips against his.

You could taste your high on the tip of your tongue, and you picked up your pace, needing just a little bit more to finally push you over the edge. However, just before your high came crashing down Wooyoung pulled you off of his lap.

“Woo–”

“Aww, is my little mouse getting frustrated?” He cooed at you, and you wanted to smack him, but you couldn’t even raise your hand before he had you flipped back around. You were on your hands and knees, hips hanging in the air while Wooyoung pressed against your back until your chest was flat against the ground. “Don’t worry, babydoll, you’ll get what you want in no time.”

You turned your head to look back at him, but just like before, he grabbed the back of your neck, halting your movements. Then you heard the sound of his zipper before your body went stiff as he rubbed the tip of his cock against your weeping cunt. Mewls and moans fell from your lips as he teased your slit, and he was soaking in all of your little noises, thriving off of them even.

“Woo, please!" you cried out. The pressure was unbearable, and you needed him to relieve it. Yet he was just toying with you, enjoying the way tears started to fall from your eyes once more.

“Since my babydoll is asking so nicely, who am I to say no? But don’t tell me you can’t handle it.” Wooyoung said before pushing his dick into you all at once, causing a choked moan to tear through your lungs.

He didn’t even give you a chance to adjust before he pulled out and slammed back into you, keeping the brutal pace. Tears blurred your vision as you tried your best to keep up with him, but it was futile. With every thrust, his tip would kiss your cervix, making you see stars.

“Fuck you’re squeezing me too tight.” He growled, free hand holding onto your hip for leverage as he fucked into you, your slick making it easier for him to move.

All that left your lips were moans and cries of Wooyoung’s name, your body becoming unbelievably warm. He chuckled as he watched you lose yourself entirely, but a cocky smirk spread on his lips when he noticed your hips moving back to meet him halfway.

He slowed his movements, “Go on. Fuck yourself on my cock.” 

You mewled as your hips picked up pace, trying to create the kind of friction he was, but it was no use. Pleas spewed from your lips as you started to grow frustrated, and Wooyoung just watched in twisted amusement.

When he couldn’t wait any longer, he released your neck and grabbed your hair once more, tugging you up until your back met his chest. You cried out when he started fucking into you ruthlessly once more, the new angle allowing him to hit your sweet spot.

“Fuck!” You cursed, eyes rolling back when he moved one hand down to toy with your puffy clit. Your legs shook violently and stars danced across your vision when you felt the knot in your stomach tightened to an unbelievable level.

Your volume only grew louder the more he played with your body, and tears soaked your face. They were quieted, however, when Wooyoung shoved his middle and index fingers in your mouth, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear. “You’re so noisy, baby.”

You wrapped your plump lips around his fingers, tongue dancing along his skin as he continued to fuck into your soaping cunt. He chuckled darkly as he pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses along your neck, making you squirm.

“God you don’t have a clue what you do to me.” Wooyoung growled as he moved his hand from your clit to your stomach, “this…” he groaned, pressing down on the visible bulge of his cock on your stomach, “this, little mouse, is only part of what you do to me.”

You moaned around his fingers the more he pressed down on your stomach, making you feel every inch of his cock as he fucked you. The pleasure was making your brain spiral the closer you got to your climax. You wanted to beg him to not stop to let you cum, but his fingers muffled all of your words.

“Are you gonna cum babydoll?” He cooed in your ear, and you nodded, eyes squeezing shut and pushing more tears out.

You felt so close, but this one felt different than your other ones. Your body felt like it was on fire and was about to explode in a matter of seconds. His hand then moved back down to your clit, and you didn’t even get a chance to warn him when your orgasm washed over you.

A loud muffled moan erupted from your lungs as you squirted everywhere, coating Wooyoung’s fingers and clit. 

“Holy fuck.” He groaned, watching you fall apart on his cock.

Your whole body trembled as Wooyoung continued to fuck you through your orgasm, but his pace never stopped. His hips snapped into your with more fever as he started to chase his own high and threw you into overstimulation in the process.

He pulled his fingers from your mouth and wrapped them around your neck as you turned your head towards him. His lips then found yours in a sloppy kiss, saliva spilled from your lips. You cried out when he started toying with your clit once more, but your noises were quickly swallowed by his mouth when he sealed your lips with his again.

With a few more sharp thrusts, he buried himself in your cunt, spilling his seed deep into your womb. The warm sensation triggered another orgasm from you, and he let out a high-pitched groan as you milked him for all of his worth.

“Shit, baby.” He whined as your cunt continued to flutter around his sensitive cock, his hold on your body tight. The air was silent as the both of you caught your breath, soaking in each other’s warmth.

Wooyoung let go of your neck, wrapping his arms around your midsection and burying his face in the crook of your neck. Your shaky hand came up to run your fingers through his sweat locks, and you laughed softly when you felt him shudder against you.

“You look like you enjoyed that, "you teased him, and he just chuckled before pulling away, staring at you through his eyelashes. The gleam in his eyes made you swallow thickly, already knowing what it meant.

“I could say that to you too, but you can only blame yourself, really.” He teased, pressing feather-light kisses along your bare shoulder and neck, “You were the one that said it’d be hot to get chased and fucked by a masked man.”

“I didn’t expect you to take it seriously!” You exclaimed, looking back at him with wide eyes, and he just smirked.

“Oh, I take everything seriously, especially when it comes to you, babydoll.” His voice dropped an octave, his hands starting to wander your body once more. “Now, why don’t we try it with the mask on, hmm?” Your body shivered at the thought of him fucking you with the mask, and he could tell when you tightened around his half-hard cock. He chuckled, nipping at your skin with a sinister gleam in his eyes. “You’d enjoy that, wouldn’t you?”

He didn’t waste a second before flipping you onto your back, grabbing the oni mask he was wearing earlier, and slipping it over his face. It was safe to say that you had a very��long night in that corn maze, and you couldn’t walk correctly for a few days afterward, but all in all, it was worth it.

Even if you thought you were going to be murdered in the beginning.

@wwooyology | Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, or repost any of my work

𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖗 : ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ.

[kissohee]

We had first time with virgen!anton...

Can we have a little shot of their first time having that heating makeout session?? Pls.

virgin!anton x virgin!fem!reader ☆ nsfw ; wc : 992 ☆ one-shot mdni! warnings; anton gets a boner, male masturbation, quite literally uses the same dialogue from the full fic, written in antons pov read full fic here! a/n; sure! i kind of loved writing that small part too sooo ^^

There was nothing Anton loved more than to kiss you. He was sure it was because he was just so in love with you. And although the kisses were very short and sweet, they meant the world to him.

So of course when you're kissing him longer than usual, he swears he could fly. Every time you pull away to get ahold of your breath, he's pulling you back in for more. It was like there were magnets inside your lips that he just couldn't stop attracting to. He knew the kiss got more suggestive when you moved to sit on his lap without pulling apart, your hands moving to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. Your tongue desperate in his mouth, mixing your spit together. His fingers slightly grazing your breasts, but not daring to touch them in case it wasn't what you wanted. He remembers someone mentioning to him about hickies once, and he absolutely loved the idea of his marks on you. So he slowly broke your kiss, leaving pecks down your jaw and onto your neck. You gripped his shoulders as he explored your skin, sucking on spots in hopes to leave a bruise, but not hard enough to hurt you in any way. It wasn't until he felt your grip harden when his lips touched a certain spot, where he softly took the skin between his teeth. The sound that came out of you so melodic to his ears. He needed to hear more of you. His lips traveled down to your chest, focusing on mainly your collarbones. When you said his name, he thought he had gone to far. It wasn't a moan, but more of you genuinely trying to get his attention. He stopped to look at you, your eyes however traveled down to his crotch. Scared to glance at it too, he finally felt it. His cock throbbed against the sweats he was wearing. Fuck. Without thinking, he removed you from his lap, placing his hands on top so you couldn't look anymore. "Oh my god.." Your eyes never leaving the bulge, Anton swears he's gonna faint. "I'm so sorry.." His voice decreasing to a whisper. "Why are you sorry?" Your attempt to not laugh went unnoticed by him, his focus everywhere else. His cheeks flushed "I don't know... It's.." He found himself having trouble forming sentences, "That's so gross of me, I don't know why it.." He was already hooking his legs off your bed, reading to get up and leave. But he felt your arms wrap around him in an attempt to comfort him, "You're a male human," You rest your head on his shoulder, "I don't think it's gross... It happens." That did not comfort him. There were many times in Anton's life where he felt embarrassment, but this one was by far the worst. Neither of you moved, he couldn't move. He felt frozen. He tried making himself feel better by reminding himself that you love him, and you've already expressed that you aren't disgusted. But still, your words don't take him back in time to avoid the situation. Despite the fact that he physically couldn't move, he felt his cock twitch. He should leave and go home, but then that means he'd have to go out in public like this. His desired solution would just be to die. But then at his funeral someone would have to bring up that he 'Died from embarrassment after popping a boner under his girlfriend.' Anton swears he was fighting demons in his head until he decided to just suck it up and jerk one off. "The.. Your.. Bathroom.." He stumbles over his words before leaving your room and heading to your bathroom in a hurry. If he's quick, he could just pretend he really needed to shit.

Leaning against a bare wall, he lowered all articles of clothing between him and his cock, his hand softly tugging on it while he bit on his index finger on his other hand. The feeling of his hand wrapped around his cock had him biting down slightly harder on his finger. His mind wandered back to the situation, to you. How much better you would feel than his hand right now. He tightened his hand to mimic your hand, which was much smaller than his. Was he a terrible person for imagining you, despite the fact that you were dating him? He wasn't sure, and he sure didn't care enough to stop and think. "Anton?" Fuck. "Are you okay?" Fuck fuck fuck. "On-one second!" He heard your footsteps walk back to what he assumed was your room after you acknowledged it. He was too busy to bother with his finger again, so he let quiet moans slip from his mouth. He didn't think they were loud enough for you to hear, especially considering your room wasn't too close to the bathroom. He's never felt so much sensation from his had before, which just drew even more moans from him. He was so close, he could feel it. His head couldn't catch up with his cock, as his cum covered his hand, hips twitching while it was released. He took his lip between his teeth so he could contain any louder moans than he ones he had already let out. When the bathroom finally stopped spinning, he cleaned himself up with urgency. How long has he been in here? He wasn't sure, but what he does know is that it was much longer than he had hoped. He quickly washed his hands, praying to avoid any awkwardness when he opened the door. He found you sitting on your bed, chewing on the sides of your cheeks as your eyes traveled everywhere but on him. "Walls are thin 'Ton..." This was the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to him. There was absolutely no way Anton could ever face you ever again.

this was small and not really detailed but still 😭 - 🐠

[7ndipity]

Now that the requests are open again 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

I would die for a reaction of perilla leaf situation playing out in real.

🤍much love

The Perilla Leaf Debate

Ot7 x Reader

Warnings: swearing,

A/N: I knew this would come up sooner or later. Ok, *deep breath* here we go.(This is really just me throwing the maknae line under the bus for being over dramatic, lol.) Also, if you don’t know what this is about, just search ‘ bts perilla leaf debate’ on youtube and it’ll make sense soon enough.

Masterlist

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Jin: Just blocks your chopsticks with his own, matter-of-factly like “Don’t do that, they’ll think you’re flirting.” leaving you sitting there like “what!?”, but he’s already gone back to eating like nbd. He doesn’t care, but he knows other people read into it, and he doesn’t want to hear it.

Yoongi: Does not give a single fuck, just like he said during the debate. If anything, he might actually appreciate your attentiveness and willingness to help others with even the little things like this.

Hobi: I genuinely don’t think he’d care, unless you’re being like really weird/flirty about it. If anything, he’s gonna make jokes about it like “Ooh, does that mean you’re a thing now?” “Is the part where I’m supposed to get jealous?”

Namjoon: Doesn’t care at first, until maybe later on when he remembers the other’s arguments about it and starts overthinking a lil bit, but he’s so unsubtle, straight up asking you about it like “Do you find ‘friend name’ attractive?” “What?!” “Nevermind, wanna makeout?” (he’s v confusing, I pray for you)

Jimin: Doesn’t really care, unless it’s someone like Tae or Jungkook, who he knows will read into the action and likely make a sly remark later on. In that case, he will make sure to help them before you even have a chance, nearly lunging across the table in his haste to avoid any drama.

Taehyung: It really depends on his mood. For the most part, I don’t think he would really care, so long as you also do the same for him, but he can be a petty bitch sometimes, so he might try to pick a fight over it with you if you’re not careful.

Jungkook: Throws himself across the table to stop you jsdgvihshvbfjvs. No but seriously, I think he might not actually realize until it’s too late, and then he’s just sat there like 0-0”ohmygodno” the rest of the evening. Would be soo sulky abt it till you ask him what’s wrong. Just tell him it didn’t mean anything and give him kisses and he’ll be okay.

Taglist: @sopebubbles-replies @btsw1fe @this-must-be-my-tardis @whitefoxgirl @bethanysnow @coffeedepressionsoup @main-bangtansmauyeondan @captainorangegoose @k4ngelz

[jermer10]

Hi!

I was wondering if you could write for the mercs (all if possible, if not it's your choice who) dating a enemy reader. Headcanons or a drabble are fine.

Love the fics!

TF2 mercs dating an enemy reader

suggestive, gn reader | thanks for the ask anon!!

drabbles under the cut :P

Scout: - the least caring about the fact that you're an enemy merc - "game is game!" you want to strangle him - would make a point out of trying to dominate you during a match, specifically seeking you out just to kill you over and over again - if you're dating scout you're likely just as competitive - and you're also likely to win these little games - "scout! come here for a sec~" he is already half way there, under the assumption that he was gonna 'get a piece' of you - you're 5 seconds into your makeout session, his hands ravaging your body, when you raise your gun and shoot him straight through the chin - he is fucking fuming, you're laughing your ass off - holding it over you if he wins a match, becoming super pissy if he doesn't - the only way to calm him down to shower him with compliments

Soldier: - the hardest to win over, he is patriotic to his heart and also incredibly stupid - would genuinely assume that your flirting is malicious, trying to rile him up and confuse him into surrendering - it's not until you have him cornered, he's ready to fight with his fists or go out trying, when you ask him out instead - he will decline, and you shoot him cleanly in the head before skipping away - but it sits with him - and he starts to notice every little thing you do, internally praising your usage of weapons, your pure bloodlust - he corners you and....proposes? - "oooone step at a time bud" - will still kill you during battle, but does so in a loving way instead - whatever that even means

Pyro: - it's not hard to befriend pyro - they treat their friends and enemies quite similar, hell, they even attack their own teammates sometimes - so when you approach them outside of a battle, how could they say no to a new friend? - the enemy team hates this, believing the only reason for your presence to be malign - eventually everyone grows used to you, you even begun repping their colour when you were there as not to stand out too much - on the battlefield you two often sneak off together to light shit on fire or prank other mercs - they find hurting you......undesirable? so it seems? - they tend to focus on everyone else around you rather than harming you in any way - really a sweetheart under all of that...fireproof asbestos lined suit?

Demoman: - finds the idea of dating someone who's supposed to be his enemy very hot - he meets you on the battlefield, drunkenly flinging everything he has at you, and somehow you're avoiding all of his attacks - explosions erupting from behind you, it's something like a scene from a movie - he is obsessed with you - you don't officially declare your relationship at first, sneaking off to screw and make out instead of doing typical couple things - eventually, he has to ask, "what are we?" you just laugh and lean in for an uncharacteristically passionate kiss - that's all he needed - you're attached to the hip, but you're not against murdering him either - your team hates him. just straight up.

Heavy: - absolutely refuses to engage with your flirtatious behaviour - you're immature and desperate, he tells himself - so why does he lay there late at night thinking about you? - it becomes harder to hide his apparent feelings for you, leading to some heated sexual tension - he wants you, bad, and here you were defenseless, cowering with a nervous grin and spewing your usual sickening ramblings - he can't help but kiss you in the moment rather than what he should be doing which is shooting you - he doesn't even care, he just needs this more than anything - and this becomes a regular thing until you ask him out - "are we not already in relationship?" - your team is too scared of him to say something about his involvement with you, and his team....is also too scared of him to say anything about you

Engineer: - he can't keep his eyes off you, he can't even bring himself to attack you, and worst of all he actively disables the rest of his team trying to protect you - you cared so deeply for your teammates, even a blind man could see that in the way you fought so fiercely for them - engie is absolutely smitten - they push him into telling you, lamenting about needing their engie to focus in battle and that maybe confessing would itch the scratch - it does not, in fact, itch the scratch - he told you, the dynamic between both teams shift - you become the parents of both teams, having large group hangouts and dinners together - no one really wants to...kill eachother anymore..? - of course it's still your job to kill one another, but now it feels more like a game between buddies than a real fight

Medic: - he becomes completely obsessive over you, becoming enraged at the idea of his teammates killing you - he is the only one who should be able to kill you, and he wants it to hurt, he hates you, and he hates the way you make him feel - his teammates catch on rather quickly and decide to put it into perspective for him, making him realize that he really just has a crush on you - he will only slightly change his behavior after this, now he flirts with you right before he kills you (awwww!) - when you ask him out, he's shocked! - obviously he says yes, he wants you more than he's wanted anyone - there's a passion there that both of your teams are incredibly disturbed by, so they try to ignore it the best they can, which is not very well - at least this brings them closer? i guess??

Sniper: - he would have been stalking you through the scope of his rifle long before you asked him out - and you knew this, testing him by walking through his line of sight, taking an excruciatingly long time to kill one of his teammates, bending over a lot more than usual - you reveled in the way he would intentionally miss his shots, his way of flirting with you, beckoning you to come say hello - and when you finally do it's the kickstart of a relationship that no one sees coming and that you don't keep as secret as you think - you often sneak off to rest up in his sniper nests, sharing some kisses before returning to the fight - you practically live in his van outside of work, some of your teammates just assume you're off training or running errands, the more observant ones having sneaking suspicions that you're skipping off to see your star-crossed lover

Spy: - he actually does hate you at first - spy is very competitive, in ways that aren't always obvious to others - you're racking up kills, he's been dominated by you at least 20 times, and he's growing increasingly aggressive - eventually he lands a hit on you, slashing your arm pretty bad, your gun skidding across the cement, too far out of reach - and instead of killing you, he kicks your gun back over to you with a heavy sigh, you're at a loss for words - "fuck you for making me feel zhis way" he pulls you up by the collar and next thing you know you're both sneaking off to screw - he tells you this was a one time thing, but it's evident that he doesn't really feel that way - not with the way he looks at you, the genuine love he has for you is so foreign to him that he often mistakes it for lust - you take it slow, and you do it quietly, it's your own little thing

[love-byers]

What byler scenes do you think we’ll get in season 5 (a kiss, holding hands, a rain fight, dating, ect)

oh god i honestly have no idea what to expect

going off of the other couples, i'm hoping we'll get an accidental hand hold because of a jump scare. im PRAYING we get a dramatic fight, perhaps in the rain again. i don't think they'll be dating until the very end, perhaps in an epilogue since the duffers said nothing will be left up to interpretation regarding who the endgame couples are. i think there'll be at least one kiss. the ST writers dont make couples they actually care about kiss a lot. lumax have kissed on screen one time, jancy had 1 makeout and 2 kisses. jopper had one makeout. because it doesn't take a bunch of physical intimacy for the audience to like the couple. so i dont think we'll get a lot of byler kisses. maybe one in the main plot and one in the epilogue (if there is one). id be fine with that. since it was just basically confirmed s5 is set in 1989 meaning the party will be 17-18, i feel like that would make the writers more comfortable potentially having a byler heat-of-the-moment makeout or something like that, similarly to jancy. and as im typing this i remembered they made milkvan make out twice in s3 when they were 14 so i guess they don't care that much but i hope you get what i'm saying lmao. but yeah i won't be disappointed if there's no makeout.

i also need them to hug. like pls. like give us a "Omg i thought you were hurt/dead im gonna smother you in a hug now"

interlocking pinkies in a setting where they can't do PDA is always a great trope

running from something while holding hands is also 10/10

really i just want longing stares and intense eye contact that is shattered by an interruption

and i say all of this but honestly i have 0 idea of what we'll get. i have no idea what direction they're going with s5 byler and how itll be developed, but im hoping and praying it's treated as normally as the other couples are and isn't lesser just cause its queer

[princesssmars]

cant live without a poly ship so pjhazel with reader...light (?) nsfw. making out and allusions to more. fem cheerleader reader. are there any pj fics i mean this is rachel sennot we're talkin about. not gonna proofread we die like jeff should have. reuploading bc tumblr hates me and wont make my posts show up on the tags.

maybe reader is a cheerleader who both of the girls have a crush on, made difficult by them being...friends. aka pj has had a crush on hazel for years and has tried to stomp it down into the dust while hazel tries to forget about her feelings. which definitely always works.

you probably didnt notice them before the fight club, but once you join its hard not to. you like hazel because she's genuinely so nice to everyone and cute in that "you kinda scare me but i weirdly really like it", and you like pj because while her attraction is so obvious by the way she refuses to hit you, constantly adjusting your posture, and how you've caught her staring at your ass about twenty damn times already. but shes cute in a "you're obviously a loser but your desperation kinda turns me on way."

maybe pj catches on to how close you're getting to hazel, then being the hotheaded ass she is (affectionately) confronts hazel about it, telling her if she was a real friend she'd do her a solid and back the hell off ??? obviously hazel isnt falling for it, saying they should leave it up to you to decide who you're interested in.

lucky for them you invite them for a study date at your house that night ! when they ring your doorbell pj is nitpicking hazels button-up, getting surprised when hazel bites back and critiques her plaid zip up jacket because really? plaid?

they both quickly shut up when you open the door, smiling casually like you arent standing in front of them in a lacy bra and shorts, turning around inviting them up to your room as you expect them to follow you. they do, of course. (hazel makes sure to clowe and lock your front door beacuse shes. polite. yeah.)

the fake studying you do is dreadfully boring. hazel tries to pay attention to the work, while pj is flirting with you and getting more flustered the harder you flirt back. eventually you get sick of the bullshit, grabbing her by that fugly plaid jacket and bringing her lips down to yours.

you have to pull back only three seconds in when to your shock the brunette lets out the loudest groan you've ever heard and brings her hands up to squish your breasts, looking slightly embarrassed as giggle at her and brush some of her frizzy hair back away from her face.

a mix between a shaky inhale and a snort reminds you of the other person in the room, turning to see hazel with such a strong grip on her pencil you're slightly scared shes going to stab herself with it.

you ask her "dont laugh at her, you think you could do better?" and before you know it she's crawling towards you from the bottom of your bed and kissing you with the passion of a long lost lover.

you have to admit you're slightly surprised at how proficient she is at kissing, knowing just the right way to tilt your head and graze your lips with her tongue. it makes you so light headed you fall onto your back on the covers, hazel never giving you a chance to pull away as she follows you down and cages you in.

you make out with her for another minute or two before gently pushing her off to catch a breath, your chest rising up and down at a mile a minute. once your head clears more, you look above you to see hazel looking almost nervous. her eyes dart from you to the space to your left, and you tilt her head to see pj doing the same.

"you guys can kiss too, yknow. i wont mind. it'd be pretty hot actually."

you meant it as half of a joke but your breath catches in your throat when pj grips the sides of hazels head and kisses her. well, more like starts licking at the area around her mouth, but with a little guidance its not long before the two are in a heated makeout above you, the sight and the sounds they're making turning you on in ways you didnt think was possible.

you press a hand into both of their chests, the girls pulling apart and looking at you like they're both waiting for your command.

yeah, you were gonna have fun with this.

was looking at hazel tiktoks and a comment complained about the lack of stuff about her on wattpad, then someone said to head over here and sometimes i forget that. u r real people. reading what i write. so. whats up.

[like-wuatafauq]

Ppl who want Caitlyn and Vi to have angry sex confuse me. They deserve softness, i doubt either of them would want to bring any roughness into the bedroom anytime soon, given what they’ve been through. Anyway Caitlyn better kiss away where she hit Vi. When her grief starts to settle and her anger dissipates, you know that she’s going to be riddled with guilt

Honestly I agree with this soooooo much like I'm sure they can get freaky later GO LESBIANS or whatever but fr. Like they need so much softness and also, I think it's the fact that Caitlyn has an actual reasoning to her reaction, that i could see them having makeup sex even if its soft sex (not that it's an excuse for abuse I'm not trying to say that's okay, especially in wlw communities in real life how butch women tend to be the ones who get abused because it's less likely to be caught) but I mean in this fictional scenario where her lover's sister is the cause of her mom's death and how she keeps not taking a shot because of Vi like of course she's gonna be angry and think hmm maybe Vi is just like everyone else etc.

But I definitely think they need softness,I think ppl probably say rough make up sex or something bcuz that would seem likely and more acceptable if the couple was just having heated arguments but what them two have isn't just heated arguments, it's pain, it's deep hurt. And I definitely agree only softness can heal that, like I wouldn't want to be violent to my partner after having to deal with the world already being violent. Like a girl's gotta breathe, ya know?

I could, however, see it as them arguing and having a rough kiss or rough makeout and then taking a breadth and slowing down and having the rest be soft plus having Caitlyn kiss Vi up while apologizing or something, good god Cait plz make it up to her. That poor woman didn't even fight back she just took it.

[joelswritingmistress]

Camp Crystal Lake: Chapter 6

Requested by @yellowjacketsbuzzbuzz

Joel Miller x f!reader (romance/horror)

Setting: Camp Crystal Lake

The reader is taking on the position of a camp counselor at the infamous Camp Crystal Lake. While she begins to enjoy her summer, even crushing on the camp director Joel, a killer lurks in the woods unbeknownst to anyone.

Hours went by. The sun rose and dipped closer to the horizon. Painting turned into playing. Playing turned into swimming. At the end of the shift, the lifeguard stand and the tops of the docks had a fresh coat of paint. The docks, themselves, were fully assembled.

I saw Sandra tug on Jeff’s blue tank top. She whispered something to him, he shook his head with a smirk and then after calling him a, “chicken shit,” he snickered and followed her into the woods through the trees.

The rest of the staff had made their way out of hiding, so to speak, all eager to take a dip in the lake after a day of sun and sweat. It turned into a mini party on our own private beach.

I stared at Joel in his mesh shorts in all of his shirtless glory. He had been forced into the water when the guys threw him in as a joke and had tossed his soaked shirt up on the lifeguard stand. I knew right then, with regard to what Sandra had asked me in the shed, that my answer would definitely be yes.

I took a break from chicken fights, lounging on the dock and wading in the lake to head back up to the shed. A stroke of paranoia hit me when I realized I hadn't seen the key Joel had given Sandra and me since earlier that day.

I sighed to myself when I saw the gold key still set in the center of the doorknob.

“Good.” I spoke the word to myself.

“What's good?” Joel asked, making me whip around.

I jumped, not hearing him come up, and then smiled and blushed, as I typically did when in his company.

“Sorry.” Joel laughed. “I didn't mean to scare you.”

“That's okay.” I shook my head and looked back at him and smiled.

“I know you have more knowledge of this place than the others,” he guessed and then gave a small grin and teased, “Not scared of Camp Crystal Lake, are you?”

I was still grinning but shrugged, “I grew up hearing stories about this place. I know “Camp Blood” is right around the corner.”

“You gonna last all summer?” Joel leaned an arm on the doorframe and I took a step back into the shed, still staring him down.

“I'll last.”

“Yeah?” He took a step in, passing by the open doorway.

The next part happened all at once. My brain was unable to process that it was really happening when Joel pulled me to him by the hand. Instinctively my arms wrapped around him and our lips locked in a sneaky makeout session as if we were teenagers.

I saw stars from that first kiss. I thought of myself as a rather boring person; a rule follower. So, when this unorthodox romance unsuspectingly bloomed right in front of my face, I was on cloud nine. No kiss that I'd experienced had ever been that hot.

My eyes didn't open for a second or two when Joel’s lips parted from mine; though he still held me close. “I'm not supposed to be fraternizing with the staff,” he whispered, making me laugh lightly and open my eyes.

“I won't tell,” I said quietly, making him grin into another smoldering kiss inside the sweltering shed.

I'm kissing my boss! He's hot! Omg! My mind was reeling with cliche phrases as we carried on.

“Joel,” I snuck his name in the middle of it and immediately regretted it when his lips left mine.

“I crossed a line-” he began but I cut him off.

“No.” I shook my head and smiled so he knew I was okay, “No. It's not that. I just.. wow.” I actually said ‘wow’ out loud and hated myself for it.

“Oh, shit.” Joel looked out a small window behind me and made a face.

“What?”

“Sheriff is here. What the fuck does he want?”

“The sheriff?” I took a breath and looked up at him, annoyed that he might have to leave the small, hot space we shared.

Joel grinned at me, “Are you.. are you okay.. with this?”

I smirked again and nodded. “I've never done anything like this.”

Joel laughed and then glanced out the window again as the sheriff grew closer. And then I saw Sandra and Jeff walking solemnly behind him, exchanging glances.

What happened? I wondered.

Joel reached for a stray bucket of paint, mostly as a prop, and popped out of the shed. “What can I do for you, officer?” He asked, drawing the man's attention toward him.

I wandered out of the shed behind him, welcomed by the much cooler air.

“You the guy who runs this place?” The husky, mustached man asked.

He nodded and extended a hand. “Joel Miller.”

“I found two of your people over at them abandoned cabins,” the officer said, using his thumb to motion to Jeff and Sandra. “Camp Blood. Sniffing around. It's private property.”

“Sir, we didn't mean,” Jeff began but Joel put up a hand.

“I'll handle this, Jeff.”

The officer glanced back at Jeff and then to Joel, again. Annie wandered over and stood beside Joel, attempting to be friendly.

“Is everything okay?” She asked.

“I just might get a warrant against this place,” the officer threatened, making both of them straighten up.

“Oh really?” Joel asked.

“Look Joel, you've got a good reputation. You want to create a safe haven here for the summer for some kids. The town supports that, we all want that. But, you're too close. It's been quiet for a long time here,” he glanced at Jeff and Sandra again, “And we want to keep it that way.”

“So do I, officer.” He gave a parental look to the two of them, causing Jeff to make a face. Sandra tied the sand with her sneaker.

There was a pause and it appeared as if the officer was waiting for Joel to do something as he stood staring at him with his hands on his hips.

“Why don't you two go back to the main cabin,” Joel told them. “Get washed up and I'll be in in a few minutes to speak with you.”

Sandra nodded, catching my glance for a moment, and gave Joel a nod.

“Sorry Mr. Miller,” Jeff added for good measure in a way that was purposely boyish.

“You're not even going to reprimand them?” The sheriff asked, “No punishment?”

“Annie,” Joel said, glancing over to her.

“Yeah?”

“No seconds on dessert for Jeff and Sandra tonight.”

I tried my best to hold back a laugh when the sheriff's jaw dropped at Joel’s nonchalant ‘punishment’. He then waved his hands and stormed off. When he was far enough away I finally let out a little laugh.

“Well, that was interesting,” Annie said, high-fiving Joel.

He shook his head and rolled his eyes. “I better go talk to them.”

“So two of our people get hauled in because ten years ago some girl panicked and fell out of a canoe?” She went on, beginning to walk back down to the water where the others stared in our direction with questions circulating in their eyes. “Give me a break.”

Joel turned back to me and smirked. “So.. was I reading things right?” He asked quietly, looking over his shoulder now toward the others, and then back to me. “I sensed that you might..”

“You're reading it right,” I said, knowing full well what he was talking about. “I, uh.. yeah.” I laughed and toyed with my hair as I searched for the right words to say.

“Maybe we could talk later on tonight.”

I nodded right away, “Sure.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.” I echoed him and he maintained a smile for a second or two before going to the cabin where he sent Jeff and Sandra.

I touched my lips with my fingers and smiled. I contemplated telling Sandra before making my way back down to the beach to hang out a bit with the others.

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[danyvhell-writes]

Ais headcanons pt 2 ! (Touchstarved)

GN reader - no warnings | Ais, my beloved. My brain won't stop thinking about him, there's so much to say omg ! I need to draw him this is serious :')

+ Not really a headcanon but when I first saw Ais in the trailer I thought he would be a kinda pirate character :') don't make fun of me lmaouiadubgziu !! I really imagined our first encounter with him on the coast of the city/harbor and that his story would be based on pirate tales and marine legends. I'm still sticking to my idea that it would be fucking awesome to have Ais as a captain or something, traveling the seas and oceans with him and his crew. (let me dream) PIRATE AIS AU WHEN ????!!? (Helloooo sailor !!)

• Has really pretty hands for someone who fights so much ! Likes to be presentable in front of you.

• He's a simp in his own ways. Someone making a remark about how good looking you are, he's gonna brag "Damn right they are ! Look at them."

• If you're mixed or have unusual features for your ethnicity, he would try to guess your origins (and he's strangely good at it ?). And if you have a weird/rare mix it's even more fun to see him struggle a bit.

• Likes to share foods ! Please feed him, he loves it. He'll just watch your dish with insistance until you ask him "You want some ?" and lean opening his mouth. He'll gently make you taste his meal in return. You're his little sparrow after all, so of course he's gonna let you peck in his plate.

• If your gaze meets his, he'll wink casually. It's his way to say "Hi babe."

• Completely forgot to ad this in my last hc post but !! If you use ASL, he will learn just so he can talk with you. Teach him everything you know, he's a good student >:) And if you happen to know how to read lips, this man would be thrilled to learn how to do it ! I just know he'd love to spy on people's conversation and gossip with you hehehe

• When you guys go on a walk and see sparrows he's always saying stuff like "Look, your friends' saying hi !" "This one looks just like you, cute." or "Wonder who's the real little sparrow… Sure you're not an impostor hm ?"

• When he doesn't smoke, he smells like a mix of cloves, iodine, humid air & metal (you know what i mean ?)

• Ties up his hair in a little ponytail sometimes and it's the cutest thing ever !!!

• If you're sensitive to the smell of cigarette (I personally despise that shit), he'd be careful not to smoke near you or puff in your direction. Passive smoking is not an option ! When you tell him it's fine, he responds "I don't want to screw up your healthy lil lungs !" ↑ However if you take cigs too, he'll gladly share a smoke with you. Really likes to have a calm talk with you while you guys enjoy your stuff. (+ shotgun kiss grrr)

• If you trip on your feet or something while walking, no need to feel ashamed. He would simply do the same on purpose to reassure you and act like it's something casual. "Can't watch my feet either apparently :)" You can be clumsy around him, do not worry !

• We know he doesn't like easy fights and he's kinda into brats so… give him challenges. Dumb ones, hard ones whatever you want ! He needs adrenaline and what's better than a little dare. "Bet you can't climb that tree in less than twenty seconds !" "Oh yeah ? Don't be presumptuous, I'll show you." and there he goes, perching himself on a big branch.

• Related to that... You're a snarky little shit ? Good. He likes it. Be cocky with him, that's what he needs. Of course he loves your soft side but no bickering nor teasing would be boring. This man needs a challenge.

• Loves going on walks with you and his babies (soulless). He'd show you around, make you visit nice places you've never been to and you get to play with Princess + the rest of the pack ! Sometimes his destinations are a little perilous but it's worth the risk. Two whole hours walking in the mist to watch the sunset ? Okay let's go, handsome !

• You're a trans person ? Great. He is too. Now go makeout like the T4T couple you are. (My Ais is trans and I won't come back on this statement 🏃🏽‍♂️💨)

• Always rests his hand on your hip. Number one resting place, comfortable & perfect shape for it. Sometimes the touch feels almost ghosting against you, you wonder if you're imagining things. Please, do the same for him. His waist is literally snatched with that pretty belt of his, perfect place to put your hands on ! He would really appreciate.

• He's good with makeup. Let him put you some red eyeliner so you guys can match ;) Just imagine him holding your face gently while he's concentrated on making a cool pattern with the liner. "Don't move." "I'm trying sorry !" "Am I that distracting to you ?". He won't mind if you try some on him. Dark lipstick omg, he'll rock that shit !

[bengiyo]

Cooking Crush Ep 7 Stray Thoughts

Last week, Metha and Pang came through with steel chairs to bash through the dumbass bullshit Ten and Prem were getting caught in. Metha made Ten recognize that he was serious about Prem and getting jealous, and Pang made Prem realize that he was being a cowardly people pleaser for people who didn't respect him. So those two went on a series of non-dates after their last cooking lesson and had a really satisfying kiss. Ten came back the next day, and my man is ready. However, Prem forgot that Samsi and Dynamite were coming over to film their video entry for the cooking competition. Prem hid Ten away with Pang's help, but then Chef Changma arrived and now drama has ensued. Meanwhile, Dynamite has backed off of Fire for now, but he knows that Fire is likely interested in him. Jane also seemed to notice, and asked Fire directly if he's holding back because of his mom.

I love how direct Dynamite is all the time.

I love that Ten is actively cockblocking Changma. It's what he deserves.

Dish 7 - Shredded Pork & Sticky Rice - Waiting For Your Return

I am personally not that big on pesto.

Damn, Changma, you are determined.

I like Ten a lot. I like him being direct with Prem about feeling uncertain about their standing.

As much as Changma is set up as a romantic rival for us to dislike, I like that he's here to show that Dynamite is not rude to respected seniors and teachers.

RIP to the pasta.

I'm really enjoying seeing these two sort out their new relationship and expectations.

Ten is so embarrassing and I love him. I love that he is so forthright about his attraction to Prem.

Not Ten throwing his glasses to the ground in the stacks!

This is a classic problem for young people who are ready to go. I love it.

Gun is just so pretty, and they were so correct to focus on his lips after makeout hijinks.

Why does Fire always look like he's about to go golfing?

Oh, shit. Coming through for us again with a queer woman is Lookjun. HERE WE GO, LESBIANS! She said, you're cool, bro, but I'm serious about this girl and you're thinking about a boy. Sort your feelings about your mom and give yourself a break.

It's missing my grandmother hours. I like how she assuaged Ten's dad and then immediately turned around and gave her full support to Prem.

This man is drunk in the stacks. Hell to the no. He better not make Dynamite come and take care of him.

Oh, Dy, I know you're excited this man called, but you are in for it.

Mhmm, it's not sexy at all. Dynamite is not amused by any of this.

Why does he keep bringing him back to this mean bag??

No, don't fall asleep here!

Time to fight the dad.

How the dad gonna slap Ten after he brought up the mom first.

Oh, lord. Prem, this is not your fault, baby boy.

I'm okay with Prem and Ten taking a break at episode 7 to figure things out.

That's right, Dynamite! Walk away from that closet case until he's ready!

Never take off the glasses?? What the hell?

I don't know that I agree with Ten's dad, but I don't mind Prem doubling down on succeeding as a chef.

Oh good, Fire has to go after Dynamite next week.

I love OffGun. That whole kissing montage was hilarious. I am actually excited about this mid-show separation and what kind of character work we get out of it. I continue to love Dynamite, and love that he's not going to let Fire treat him any kind of way. There was not enough Samsi this episode. I don't care for Changma; he confessed and then fled.

[redr0sewrites]

Kim'dael x reader Headcanons

she is criminally underrated omfg here are some headcanons reqs are open!

🥀CW: nsfw, mommy kink, blood/knife kink, thirst and filth, bondage, mentions of wlw sex ig?

🥀 minors dni with the nsfw part

SFW:

SHE PAINTS HER NAILS ALL DIFFERENT COLORS ALL THE TIME

shes gotten really good at it, and she will do yours if you want her too

shes a really intense lover, but has a softer side

shes always flirting with you, and enjoys seeing you flustered

she will let you do her makeup, and will be smirking at you the ENTIRE time

she will teach you how to fight and defend yourself if you dont already know how

she has lots of enemies, and wants to make sure your safe

she has lived a long time, and knows how to read people very well. she can always tell when your feeling upset, but will wait for you to talk to her sbout it as she doesnt want to intrude

i feel like she would give you lots of gifts, shes not necessarily good with words but she will gift u lots of charms and trinkets. if she sees you wearing any jewelry shes given you, her heart will flutter a little

there has to be a lot of trust and communication within the relationship, kim'dael knows she isnt the easiest to love and that her life is difficult

if anything were to happen to you, she would go apeshit even if your wounded with just a scratch whoever hurt you is going to PAY

she likes really long, intimate kisses that lead into messy makeout sessions

if you let her drink your blood, she will be very, VERY careful not to hurt you or take too much

she finds your blood especially strong because of your bond and your love so she will save it for special occasions

she is very intelligent, and she enjoys talking about complex things with you

she plans ahead alot, and is always very punctual for dates

she INSISTS on paying for you milf behavior

she is very passionate about her past and her beliefs, and if you feel otherwise that may lead ot disagreements

she doesn't like avizandum or any of the archdragons very much

she mourns the moonshadow companions that she lost so long ago, but acts like it doesnt bother her anymore

NSFW

DOM DOM DOM

if you have a vampire kink your in luck

she is SUPER into marking and by the end of the night your skin is covered in bite marks and scratches

seeing you bloody is a turn on for her, and she has a knife kink. she wont hurt you too bad, but enjoys running the knife over you during sex and watching you shiver from the cold metal

super into bondage (i forget the fancy name) and will tie you up with thick red ropes in intricate designs

she will tease you for HOURS before the sex even starts

if you have boobs, she will ravish them

she also enjoys if you mark or play with hers, and will smirk the whole time

she prefers recieving to giving, and will pull on your hair when your going down on her

she will not be afraid to grind her hips on your face, she LOVES seeing your face all messy from her cunt

she also enjoys riding your face, your fucked out expression is something she cherishes

very much into scissoring teehee

if u have a cock, she LOVES riding you until your whimpering she will not let you cum until she does

SO MUCH DEGRADING SHE IS MEAN

mommy kink? mommy kink

"awe, your gonna come already? thats too bad, mommy hasn't come yet.. i guess if you beg really sweetly, mommy might let you come sooner. come on, i know you can do better then that doll~"

scratches you down your back with her long nails and will watch as you squirm and whimper

she is also into pain herself and would very much enjoy it if you gave her hickeys

POSSESSIVE POSSESSIVE POSSESSIVE

she is into public sex, its such a turn on for her if you guys are almost caught

sex in the woods/outdoor sex is definitely a yes for her

she can go all night, shes not stopping until you both are more than satisfied

SHE IS SO UNDERRATED WHERE ARE THE FICS FOR HER??? auugh she is so fine. reqs are open, lmk if you want more! i tried to make this gender neutral, but i feel like she would be more inclined towards a female/gender neutral partner however this can be seen as a male reader :) lmk if there are any mistakes!

[hn-yn-soo]

How Would They | TWICE

How would they.... Show their intimacy?

Note : intimacy doesn't mean the sensual stuff but yes you get the point

Nayeon being herself, she'd give you a lot of kisses, LIKE A LOT so don't be shocked if you wake up or go out with multiple lipstick smudges and marks on your face, and at night you'd feel her cute bunny teeth lightly scraping the surface of your neck, feeling her small smirk before she eventually bites you...playfully, but she ends up giving you a mark, and a ton of scolding from the God herself

Aside from the kinky shit and what not, she loves touching your face, specifically booping the nose, and pinching the cheeks. You would wake up to her silent squeals and giggles with your cheeks almost burning from too much touches and obviously cuz you made the IT girl coo over you.

Jeongyeon wasn't fond of kisses, but for you she'll sneak a ton when the members are around but she'll prefer your fingers intertwined with hers because, she'll admire and basically stare at how your hands fit perfectly then when she dozes off you can feel your fingers massaged by her with her head laid on your shoulder humming some tunes

Then at night, becoming too intimate and steamy, you'll just hear her whisper if she can kiss you or any specific parts of your body, but most of the time she'll hug you like a koala with her hand under your shirt tickling your skin gently

And when she goes to work, she'd leave you a small letter with a prepared dish for you, and would always leave a kiss on your lips before going out. Having someone like Jeongyeon warms your heart to the fullest, and you love her for that

ONE...of the horniest and hottest of the bunch, if not for her love of food she'd eat you instead- I mean yes she dozes off into your arms and you just let her cling to you because you'd been jealous over some tasty food. You couldn't resist her pouting after an eventful tease with either Jeongyeon or Dahyun, her being cute is a big no no because she's gonna be digging into your pants soon

Yet she's a green flag for you, basically a walking person complete in love languages. She'd risk anything to keep you loved and happy, sometimes clumsy but happy

And a lot of food dates with her, she'll spoil you for a whole night almost wrecking your diet routine but in the end you're also gym buddies, she'd obviously stare at you working out and make subtle moves to touch every exposed muscle and skin of yours

For example..

"Aigoo, let me help you... That's a wrong way to do pull ups" You felt firm yet small hands hold your toned sides, making it too obvious that she's examining your abs with her eyes glaring from the reflection

"There you go, up and down..slowly"

"Mo, stop touching my abs" You say, looking into the reflection where her hands were now lightly scratching your skin and she shakes off from her little daydream

"Eh?"

You and the gay queen in one room? Hell nah, I'd wish for your funeral right away because she will not leave an inch from you every millisecond that you breathe. Her eyes would just be stuck on you, biting her lip and making lustful glances when you and the girls do work at the dance studio. Plus the hands? Please, either she'd be too clumsy to touch you in your no-no square or intentionally touch you in any ways that she could-

"I know I want it-" Nayeon was cut off again-

"Yah Sana, enough with the hands! It's the fifth time" Jihyo scolds from the front, glaring at the clumsy squirrel who groped your boob out of nowhere and she had a smirk on her face which was way too far from the choreo itself

"Hehehehhe, so soft"

But at home, she'd usually hang her legs on yours, light kisses on each other's faces and soft makeout sessions before going to sleep

*author has left the world* We ain't gonna talk about mother here, she's basically EVERYTHING THAT EVERY PERFECT GF HAS SHE'D BASICALLY THE ONLY PERSON SUFFERING IN GIRLFRIEND SYNDROME

Anywho, she's gotta be that wifey material, your fights with her are minimal since you and her taught yourselves how to understand and open up before any conflicts occur, talking it out is a must because her mother senses kick in and checks you whenever you feel off amd immediately ask you if she had done a wrong turn or eventually cry in her sleep if you didn't give a clear answer

She's like Jeongyeon, not fond of kisses but you can feel her do it when you're working or asleep. As token of being the best girlfriend, the day she gave you a yes to your courtship, she gave you the most sweetest and passionate kiss you had ever felt in your life and she's the one initiating. And at mornings when you cook, you would feel her hug you from behind, mumbling and asking what you were cooking before she peeks her head under your arm for a little taste

You always have night car rides with her, eventual cheek kisses with soft tunes playing in the car, stopping by a nearby cliff and engage to a passionate makeout then hugs. You often fall asleep from her playing with your hair, and smiling at how she peppers your face with light kisses, enough to make you cry and hug her

And plus, whenever you two drink alcohol, she'd take the rest of your shot as she knew you'd get drunk too easily and she'd have to take you home and you knew how she is when she's protective over you. She'd pamper and scold you for drinking too much.

*author has left the world*(2) well, speaking of our elegant, bossy, handsomely pretty penguin. She's that type of gal who's too shy to initiate any skinship but will still do it out of habit. First, kisses in the morning that she'll do before you wake up, she'd admire and stare at your face in whatever you do, she's a hugger, she'd treat you like a big Tim bear every single day and you don't complain.

Dates are so magical, even if it was just you two watching Netflix under soft and warm covers with fluffy pillows under your backs. She prefers spending time with you than waste money, but she spoils you too often she'd give you a sports car for being a loving partner.

She'd also take a stolen picture of you every minute you had, especially when you're with her pet Ray, she loves it so much she had it flexed through her lockscreen and Polaroid at the back of her phone

And she often teases you at how you look away whenever she wears her favorite short pajamas, seeing you hide behind tiny Jihyo made her heart melt and immediately shower you with hugs and kisses with your eyes not knowing where to put properly

Lastly, she doesn't play any games without you hugging her. It makes her feel comfy and protected from the evil enemies shooting her down, or being killed off by zombies and pillagers. You just sit there on the bed with her on you, hearing her tiny noises whenever she does something..basically EVERYTHING

The rapstar, the chocolate lover, the tofu! She's not fond of too much skinship but she's different at home. You always wake up with faint tunes of ballad and any soft songs played because of her great piano skills, you'd sing with her every morning and she basically jumps in happiness

Makes you funny at all times, her face has that thing where it makes you giggle and smile whenever she does something dumb, but hey she made you smile. And yes, you always go out on dates, picnic under the autumn atmosphere, beach dates or just lay back at home giving each other chocolates or play games

And of course, you love taking photos of her under the sun, she does it to you as well but under the moon. Fans suspect you were dating her at how the alignment of both planets fit perfectly in your photos, you cleared it was a coincidence but the timing wss just perfect for you two

Her love for art and you is incomparable, she'd paint you gracefully and the focus on her face is just a turn on for you. She'd often smirk whenever she spots you staring too hard, eventually winks back when you caught her looking back at you. She'd casually invite you in random places at any random time but you never complain because every minute and second matters

You'd occasionally see her asleep first more than you, a little shift on the bed she'd cling to you mumbling something in her sleep. And you'd hear her roar from the bedroom if you stayed out for too long, being small is beneficial for the cub because you can just carry her with you whenever you liked. And you would always fondle her lips and cheeks, loving how soft they were when you kiss them

And whenever she asks to get a tattoo, you get one too! You supported Chae as she is and her unique self is already enough for you, the most memorable tattoo you got was the lined up veggies, but you have yours as strawberries with hers as carrots

And ever since the issue with her came up, you never left her side. You may have scolded her a bit, she found herself guilty and changed for the better which made you love her more. You knew she was wrong but you also knew she'd change.

Lastly, our Yoda! Tzuyu is known to be as quiet as Mina, but she can keep up on love. She'd dedicate songs to you, sends random photos of Kaya and Butter, you two always go out on dates and visit Gucci's grave after.

Your first weeks of being in a relationship with her is tough since she's always shipped to random male idols which made you think if you were enough for her but she surprises you with a confession that you were hers and she's yours only that ended into a wonderful day due to the fans' support

Your times with her has never been better, you'd go out on late night walks on a convenience store or somewhere peaceful before heading off to another hectic schedule. She'd always remind and show youbhow much she loves you, she's not afraid to show her love unlike some people and she's there to defend your relationship because that's her way to let everyone know you're not for anyone.

[crazyf0rswayze]

Johnny x Tae: Parents Pt7

Warnings: violence/fighting, kisses with no consent, mentions of scars

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Tae let out a yelp as she was dragged back into the ally way, and Johnny ran back to help her, but Randy stopped him

"We know you just doin' this to impress the broad" Randy said with a chuckle

"So just back off..." Randy continued

"U-unlike you i-i actually care. I don't d-do shit just to impress people" Johnny said

"B-b-b-b-but" Randy said mocking Johnny's stuttering

"God you sound like a helpless little kid, oh wait...you are one. BAHAHAHAHA" Randy laughed out

Johnny backed away as if to leave, and as soon as Randy and the other guys left their guard down, he ran up to punch him....but stopped in his tracks. Tae was....was kissing Bob... No...no HE was forcing himself on her. Tae was struggling to get out of Bob's grasp, and Johnny was struggling to get out of Randy's. Randy wasn't just holding him back, he was making Johnny watch what Bob was doing to her.

"JOHNNY....HELP" Tae yelled out between forceful kisses

"Get. Off. Of...me" Tae said between Bob's forceful kisses. She was pushing and punching to get out of Bob's grasp

"God, your so hot when you all worked up" Bob said before pushing her against a wall. He wrapped her legs around his waist forcefully...he wasn't gonna....do anything to her...was he? He wouldn't....

Just then Johnny got out of Randy's grasp and pushed Bob to the ground, punching him, and digging his short nails into the socs skin.

"DONT YOU EVER MAKE A LADY DO WHAT SHE DOESNT WANNA! AND SHES MINE YOU ASSHOLE! SHE DOESN'T LIKE YOUR KIND" Johnny screamed out in anger as he beat the tar outta Bob.

"My kind huh? Well what's my kind" Bob said flipping the positions so he was on top of Johnny punching into his face, clearly aiming at his scar because that's where it would likely hurt most. Johnny winced in pain before flipping Bob to the ground again.

"You wanna know what your kind is? Really? It's white trash with mustangs and madras" Johnny said before throwing a final punch and standing up. Bob was bleeding a little, but it was payback for that tuff scar he left on Johnny's face. Speaking of which, around his scar was bleeding because of how Bob aimed at it.

"C'mon, let's go back to Darry's and get you cleaned up" Tae said walking out of the ally. Once that were far enough away Johnny turned directly facing Tae.

"Are you ok? Did Bob hurt you, or touch you anywhere where you shouldn't be touched? He didn't punch you, or pull a blade right? Y-your ok???" Johnny asked surveying Tae's body to make sure she was ok.

'He looked kinda cute when he was worried about me' Tae thought.

"I'm ok Johnnycakes...he...he didnt touch me, he didnt pull a blade, he didnt punch me" Tae confirmed

"Ok...th-thats good." Johnny said as Tae reached over to hold his hand.

"Come on hun, let's get you all cleaned up" Tae said as the couple continued to walk to the Curtis house. As they arrived they went straight to the bathroom.

"Second time this week we're cleaning each other up from a fight" Tae chuckled

"Yea..." Johnny said

"Hey...you ok?" Tae asked, sensing something was wrong

"Did that kiss from Bob mean anything to you?" Johnny asked with worried eyes.

"God no! He...he's and asshole, and the kisses really hurt me. Like....physically he was so rough and I hated it. They meant nothing good, they only meant to prove he's a douche bag" Tae explained

"Mmmhhmm...maybe this will help them feel better?" Johnny said courageously as he leaded down from his sitting position on the vanity to kiss Tae's lips softly.

"Mmmhhmmm" Tae lightly moaned into the kiss. It turned into a makeout session. It didnt go further, but the couple enjoyed having each other's lips connected. It felt loving!

"Johnny..." Tae whispered

"D-did I do something wrong?" He said pulling away from Tae's face

"No...but if we spend much more time in her everyone's gonna question us, and I still have to clean you up" Tae explained softly

"Uuhhhggg. Ok." Johnny said. Tae laughed a little, she could tell he was loving the kiss.

Tae continued to clean up Johnny's face, and when they finished they walked out holding hands.

"Tae...im really sorry about the bet. I shouldn't have even made it, and I shouldn't have made it a big deal that I won." Dallas apologized

Tae just looked at Johnny with a look of question basically asking 'is he saying sorry on his own or did you make him'. Johnny shrugged and sat down in the couch

"Uh...i-its ok Dal" Tae said before sitting beside Johnny and cuddling up next to him. Pretty much the whole gang looked at them. Really the only people who knew were Darry, Two-bit, and Dallas.

"W-what? I-i can't cuddle my boyfriend" Tae asked everyone shyly

"BOYFRIEND???" Sodapop and Ponyboy yelled out at the same time

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Pt 8?

[sarriane]

2022 Year of Fic in Review Boogaloo

sariane on ao3

Total number of completed stories: 4 Total word count: 42,185 Fandoms: dr who, our flag means death

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you'd predicted?: i am honestly surprised i wrote anything at all, this year has suuuucked!

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January?: our flag means death was a surprise! i even saw the trailer in january and thought it looked very dumb (the trailer was... not great). the last thing i expected was that it would have a fandom, much less that i would be into it.

What's your favorite story of the year?: space growlr, hands down. i literally had so much fun with it, mixing goofiness with romance and writing something for me.

Did you take any writing risks this year?: i was gonna say no, but i did technically write furry fanfic, and that's a whole new genre for me. i doubt i did it any true justice.

Do you have any fanfic goals for the New Year?: keep survivin', meet zine deadlines, work on your plotting and pacing skills, & spice up the prose a little babes.

My best story of the year: i'm going to say space growlr again, bc it may be the only one i like.

My most popular story of the year: stay the course, which i feel caught the last wave of ofmd fandom before it went into hibernation. i am slow! (and honestly, dw fanfic world is sooo dead right now, and i am writing rarepairs. there's no competition.)

Story that was most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: again, space growlr!!! because no one appreciates danvanista like the ship deserves!!!! hmph!!

Most fun to write: oh my god are all of these answers going to be 'the silly furry rarepair fanfiction that three people read' oh no

Single sexiest (or cutest) moment: somehow i didn't post a real smutfic this year, so i'm gonna go with fourteen/simm punching each other silly and then having a dumb makeout session fight to see who wins. they're so dumb and i missed them.

Hardest to write: stupid! pirate! story!!! i don't even know WHAT that story is. it needs like... probably half of it cut out and the last chapter rewritten. idk man i don't get paid for this.

Biggest disappointment: me ngl i was hoping that posting updates on the pirate fic week-by-week would somehow encourage people to comment or talk to me about the fic, and that i'd make friends, but i only had one or two people follow it as a WIP! i'm never doing anything for ~the engagement~ ever again haha.

Biggest surprise: that i somehow ended up writing rassilon/omega smut as a joke!! it took me a half hour and was easier than anything! i will do absolutely anything for the bit, huh.

Favorite lines: because i only posted 4 fics this year, i'm just gonna drop a line from each.

space growlr:

Dan: SOS Karvanista: [AJE928384AJ392DJ9402.jpg] Dan: It means Save Our Souls, not send SHIRTLESS PICS!!

stay the course:

Stede can taste it on his tongue. He can hear it beating in his chest. It sounds like love, and it looks like Ed curled up on the sofa with a glass of brandy and his deep, heavy eyes drawing him in. It’s moonlight and fleeting touches, dodgy treasure maps and scary stories. It’s a life, and an adventure, and it’s not rooted in anything but the promise of each other. “I won’t say that I love you, because I haven’t proved it yet,” Stede says. “But I think I’m figuring out what that means, to love someone. And I want a second chance to prove how I feel.”

the black scrolls of rassilon:

i can't lmao this is too cracky to choose from

which to bury, us or the hatchet?:

He fills himself in through the gaps in the Master’s memories and takes them all with the kiss. The Master dies and dies and he lives on, the Master is a gaping wound and he is a yellow bruise, the Master accepts and he grieves. The Doctor takes it all.