#they really did my boy dirty with some of these photoshoots

[im-a-doctor-not-a-priest]

Love that my pinterest feed has figured out that I like Knight Rider and has decided to show me every single photo of David Hasselhoff that has ever existed

[burstingsunrise]

now i don't wanna close my eyes 🖤🤍

[moonchild9350]

Well That Was Fun

Summary: Felix finally gets a much needed day off and plans to build his new PC alone. What he gets is much better instead...you.

Pairing: idol Felix x fem. reader

Genre: fluff, smut- This is a 18+ fic sooo MDNI

Word count: 4081

Warnings: cursing, oral sex male and female receiving, soft dom Felix, dirty talk, p in v penetration, creampie (wrap it up folks). I think thats it...

Note: Felix has been plaguing my mind recently lol. I had to write something about mr. sunshine! I hope you enjoy. Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated. Let me know what you think!

This is in no way how Felix is in reality. This is solely for fun.

Please do not copy, translate, modify, use, or repost this work elsewhere without my permission. ©moonchild9350 (2024)

Tomorrow is Felix’s day off.  He had been busier than usual lately due to extra photoshoots and events that he had to attend on top of his usual company activities.  But the company finally allowed him a day off and you were ecstatic.  You had requested that day off right away when he told you after coming home late one day, hoping to spend some time with your boyfriend, not sure yet what you guys will do, but that could wait for a little.  However, you didn’t tell him that you were approved to be off that day wanting to surprise him.  

Felix was happy to finally have a day off.  He had been feeling really run down and tired and just needed a day of rest, being home, wearing comfortable clothes, not having to worry about schedules and calls, and of course being able to finally spend some time with you.  He was also excited because he would be able to finally build his new PC that he ordered a while back and never got to build due to work.  Felix had a full day today, with last minute run-throughs of their routines for an upcoming award show.  The boys were taking a much needed 30 minute break.  

Felix walked over to Jeongin who was sitting on the couch with his legs propped up on Seungmin.  “Guess what?” he asked Jeongin.  “Since I have tomorrow off, I’m finally going to be able to build my new PC.” 

Jeongin’s face lit up.  “Really? Finally! That box has been sitting in the common room for ages.! I can’t wait until you finish it.  You’ll have to let me play a session on it when it’s finished.”

Felix nodded and agreed to the maknae’s demands.  Jeongin then asked, “Since you have the day off, will y/n be over?”

Felix considered this and replied, “I don’t think so.  I believe she told me she had to work.  She’s going to come over after work though.”  Felix did tell you about his day off.  He was a little sad you wouldn’t be able to spend the whole day with him, but he understood.  You did have bills to pay after all, even though he has offered to help. 

Jeongin nodded.  “Aww that sucks hyung.  I’m sure she wishes she could be there all day, but at least she’ll be over later.”

“True” Felix replied.  Their conversation then came to a halt as the dance instructor walked back into the room, signaling break time was over and it was time to resume practice.

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The next morning, you awoke bright and early, excited to surprise your boyfriend.  You planned on bringing him his favorite tea and a pastry for a little breakfast in bed.  You got up and went to shower.  After you pulled on some leggings, a t- shirt, and your favorite sweatshirt, put on some light makeup, grabbed your bag and you were out the door.  Stopping at the cafe, you got an iced americano and a bagel for yourself and an iced matcha tea latte and chocolate croissant for Felix.  Sipping your iced americano, you made your way towards the boys dorm.  Once you arrived, you knocked on the door and Minho answered.

“Morning y/n, I’m surprised you’re here so early.  Felix told us he thought you weren’t going to be here until after your shift.”  Minho greeted you at the door, with a toothbrush in his hand.  It seemed like he was getting ready to go to the building.  

“Morning and I got the day off! I thought I would surprise Felix.  Seems like it worked,” you chuckled.  “I brought some breakfast for him too,” you responded excitedly, bouncing on your toes.  Minho giggled at your excitement and moved to let you in.  

“I think he’s still asleep, but you know your way around so I’ll leave you to it.  I have to finish getting ready anyway.” 

You giggled back and said, “Ok! Thanks Minho.  Have a great day at practice,” and made your way to Felix’s room.  

You quietly opened his door and found him sprawled out in his bed buried under the covers.  He was snoring quietly and snuggling his penguin squishy.  You couldn’t help but smile at the peaceful look on his face, happy that he could finally rest.  You tiptoed over to his bed to put the iced matcha tea latte and chocolate croissant on the bedside table.  Carefully you crawled under the covers and wrapped your arms around Felix’s waist.  For a moment, you looked at his sleeping face.  You lightly brushed your fingers over his freckles which you loved.  Felix grumbled slightly at this and peeked his eyes open.  When he realized who it was, he dropped the penguin squishy and wrapped his arms around you to snuggle you into your body.  

“Baby?” Felix mumbled, deep voice heavy with sleep.  He pulled you even closer and dropped his head into your neck.  He placed a wet kiss behind your ear.  You smiled and ran your fingers through his long blond hair and kissed his nose.  

“Good morning baby,” you replied.  You then proceeded to place kisses all over his face, making sure to place extra kisses over his freckles.  Felix laughed and scrunched up his face at your actions. 

“I have a surprise for you Lixie!” 

“What is it babe?” asked Felix.  He loved your little surprises as you would get really excited and you would get this glimmer in your eyes.  Sometimes, like today, he knew what the surprise was but he played along since you were so happy.

“I brought you breakfast, an iced matcha tea latte and a chocolate croissant, your favorite!” 

Felix’s eyes fully opened at your statement, “Really? Ugh you’re the best girlfriend.”  

You both sat up and you grabbed his food and drink and handed it to him.  Felix graciously accepted the food and drink and started eating right away.  “This is amazing, thank you so much baby.” 

“You’re welcome,” you giggled and brushed some crumbs off his face.  After finishing his food, he pulled you in close and wrapped his arm around your waist.  You laid your head on his shoulder and asked what he wanted to do today.  

“I was thinking how about we stay in today?  My new PC came in weeks ago and so I was thinking about building it.  Would you like to help me build it?”

“Of course Lixie!” You would accept any of his ideas as long as you were together.  Felix squeezed your hip, gave you a peck on your head, and got up to go get ready for the day.  You lounged in his bed, snuggling under the warm covers.  You were scrolling on your phone when Felix came out of the bathroom.  

“Ready?” he asked as he pulled the boxes out of his closet. He was able to drag them in his room last night with the help of Minho hyung.

 “Let’s do this!” you said.  

You both sat on the floor as there was more space and started opening boxes, pulling out parts for the computer.  Felix played some Lofi on his speakers.  You both worked diligently.  You updated Felix on the drama that has been happening at work.  One of your coworker’s boyfriend came to work during her shift, begging for her to take him back.  You explained how your coworker denied her exe’s advances and eventually started yelling at the ex.  Afterwards, once the ex boyfriend left, with the help of the manager, she told you he was dick and a cheater and wouldn’t be caught dead with him again.  Felix listened intently and hummed as you talked, agreeing in the end with your coworker’s decision.  Felix updated you about his work and how they were preparing for an award show they would be attending at the end of the month.  

“We’re going to Japan for the show.  It’ll be fun and I’m happy we’re getting an award and getting to perform, but I'll miss you since I’ll be gone for a long time.” 

“Aww baby,” you replied, “I’ll miss you too! We’ll video message every day, don’t worry.”  

Felix hummed in agreement.  He looked at his phone to check the time and realized it was already late in the afternoon.

“Are you getting hungry?” Felix asked.

“Yeah, a little,” you responded.  “Can we get takeout?” 

“Of course, order whatever you want on my phone.  We’ll have it delivered.”

You picked up Felix’s phone, opened the delivery app, and selected a few items.  You both decided on fried chicken and tteokbokki.  As you waited on the food, you and Felix continued to work on the PC.  At this point, it was a little more than halfway done.  Felix was getting excited the closer he was to finishing the PC.  You chuckled at this, he looked so happy, and that made you happy.  

Once the food arrived, you grabbed plates and a few drinks from the refrigerator and walked back to Felix’s room.  You plated the food while Felix was picking out a show for you to watch while you ate.  There was comfortable silence as you ate, enjoying each other’s company and the food.  Once both of you were finished, you cleared the dishes.  When you came back, you sat back down on the floor with Felix to help him finish the PC.  

It didn’t take too much longer to finish the build and once you were done, you both sat back to admire your work.  “It looks great,” you said.

“It does huh? Good work team.” At that Felix turned and lifted his hand up for a high five.  You giggled at his cheesiness and gave him a high five back.  Felix smiled and then took his hand to grasp your face.  He looked into your eyes.  You could feel the love and gratitude radiating from him. 

“How did I get so lucky?” He whispered in his deep voice.  You saw his eyes flick down to your lips.  You couldn’t help yourself and caught yourself looking at his lips also.  Felix learned forward slowly to catch his lips on yours.  His soft lips touched yours and you sighed into the kiss, moving to sit in his lap and wrap your arms around his neck.  At this, Felix placed his hands on your waist to rub gentle circles on your skin. You sat there for a little, gently kissing Felix.  Moments passed and the kiss became urgent as you felt Felix swipe his tongue along your bottom lip seeking entrance. You granted him entrance with a moan.  With each passing second, the kiss got deeper.  You leaned back slightly to catch your breath, a trail of spit connecting you still to Felix’s lips.  You moved to straddle his hips and leaned your head against his and took a shaky breath.  

You leaned in once more to connect your lips with Felix’s. “Y/n,” Felix murmured against your lips.  You felt turned on with your little makeout session and felt your arousal leaking into your panties.  At this you squeezed your thighs together slightly to get a little friction.  Felix noticed this in between kisses and took a tighter hold on your hips and rolled them against his growing bulge.  You moaned with the movement as his covered cock caught your clit just right through your leggings.  

“Do that again Lixie,” you whispered on his lips.   You built up a rhythm, rocking your hips over Felix’s dick, gaining that sweet friction you needed on your clit.   Felix’s hands stayed on your waist, helping your movements.  With each rock, he groaned into your mouth, “It feels so good baby.”  Between your lips on his and your frantic movements over his clothed dick, he was getting closer to his release.

“Keep rocking baby,” he whispered on your lips.  “You can do it baby, you’re so close, I can tell.”

You whimpered at his words and sped up your movements.  Between the friction over your clit and Felix whispering praise in your ear, you felt yourself get closer to that sweet release you needed.  The pressure was quickly building up in your belly.

“Yes darling, yes. Be a good girl and cum for me.  Can you do that baby? Go on, let go, I’m right here.”  Those last few words were what you needed to cum.  

You whimpered Felix’s name over and over as your first orgasm of the night spread throughout your body, making your toes curl. You could feel your arousal seeping out in pooling in your panties, some getting on your thighs as you gave a last few thrusts of your hips along Felix’s clothed cock.   

Felix rubbed your back whispering “well done my love.” 

Your head fell down in the crook of Felix’s neck, breathing heavy as you came down from your high.  Felix kissed the top of your head and whispered how much he loved you over and over.  

Once you recovered, you looked into Felix’s eyes and reached down to rub his cock through his sweatpants. Felix groaned out as you continued to rub his bulge.  You reached into his sweatpants to pull his cock out.  It was on the longer side, not as girthy, but still the most beautiful cock you’ve ever seen.  His tip was red and angry looking with drops of pre-cum dripping from the slit.  You wrapped your hand around his shaft and gave a few gentle strokes, gathering the pre-cum that was leaking out to give more lubrication.  

“Fu..fuck baby,” Felix moaned out as you quickend your movements. You scooted down and brought your head down to his cock and gave one long lick up his shaft.  You then started suckling the tip,  licking up the pre-cum that was steadily leaking down his shaft.  You suckled the tip for a while, one hand stroking up and down his shaft, the other fondling his heavy balls. 

Felix’s eyes rolled to the back of his head with your movements. 

“Ohhh shit baby, I love your mouth, taking me so well baby.  Keep sucking, that’s it,”

 He slightly jerked his hips up, head kicked back in pleasure.  He looked down at you.  This was his favorite sight to see; you with his cock in your mouth.  His perfect baby, treating him so well. 

Felix started thrusting his hips, fucking your mouth.  With a particular thrust of his hips, his cock reached the back of your throat, causing you to gag.  You loosened your jaw and breathed through your nose to further take him.  

You loved when Felix would use your mouth like this, causing spit to dribble down your chin and tears to leak from your eyes.  You continued to suck his cock and seeing Felix’s legs tense up, you knew he was close.  

Felix couldn’t hold back anymore.  He grabbed your hair and pushed your head down as he came down your throat, loudly moaning your name.  You took it like the good girl you were, swallowing his cum once he was done.  He lifted your head up and wiped at the smudges of tears that were left on your face.  

“You’re absolutely perfect, my perfect girl,” Felix said as he gave you a kiss.  You hummed against his lips at his praise.   

“Let’s get a little more comfortable.  Let me take you to bed baby, ok?” Felix said.

You nodded your head ok and let Felix scoop you up from his lap.  He brought you to his bed and carefully laid you down.  Felix then took off his shirt and tossed it on the floor.  He climbed onto the bed to hover over you, pressing his lips to yours for a heated kiss.  

“Can I take this off of you baby?” Felix asked tugging on your sweatshirt.  You nodded yes and sat up slightly so Felix could pull your sweatshirt over your head.  He tossed the article of clothing onto the floor. You shivered slightly from the sudden exposure, but quickly warmed up as Felix leaned into you again to capture your lips with his. 

Felix took his hand and placed it on your breast, giving it a light squeeze.  You gasped at the sensation, your breasts being really sensitive.  He let go of your lips and placed wet kisses down your jaw, traveling to your neck.  He stopped to suckle and bite your skin where your neck meets your shoulder.  The pleasure you were feeling from Felix had you gasping and moaning as he continued to squeeze and roll your nipple with his fingers.  You then felt him bite down on your neck.  You gasped out at the sensation, feeling both pain and pleasure.  

Felix continued kissing his way down your body, stopping at your breasts.  Taking a nipple into his mouth, he began to suck, rolling the sensitive bud with his tongue.  He took his other hand and pinched your other nipple causing you to arch your back and release a loud moan.

“Lixie, please…Li..Lixie, I need you,” you whimpered as he continued to give attention to your breasts.  

He released your nipple with a pop and looked up at you.  “Where do you need me sweetheart?” 

You looked down at his face, smeared with his spit from sucking on your breast, and whimpered, “I need…I need your tongue Lixie.” 

“My baby needs my tongue,” he said, “Where do you want my tongue baby?”

You covered your face with your hands, not wanting to outright say it.  “No, no sweetheart,” Felix said as he pulled your hands down.  “Let me see your face as you tell me where you want my tongue.”

I…I want your tongue on my pussy Lixie.  Please? I’ve been a good girl,” you whimpered, giving Felix a pout.

Felix considered this and then chuckled saying,  “My baby has been good so I’ll let you have my tongue baby.”  

Felix reached down to remove your leggings and panties.  He then kissed the valley between your breasts, making his way down your body, kissing your tummy, your thighs, everywhere but where you wanted him most.  You squiremed under his touch as he was close to your core.  You could feel his breath as he kissed your thighs .  

Felix looked up at you one last time before licking a long strip from your entrance up to your clit.  You groaned loudly at the sensation, happy to have Felix where you wanted him.  He gave another lick before attaching his mouth to your clit and sucking the bud.  Your hands made their way to grip his blond hair as you began to rock your hips into his face.  Felix grasped your thighs to hold them closer to his face as he continued to lick, nip, and suck at your clit, licking up the arousal that was dribbling out of your pussy.  

All that was heard was your loud moans, and whimpers of Felix’s name and the occasional groan from Felix.  All too soon, you felt that pressure build up yet again, threatening to give way to your second orgasm of the night.  

“I’m, I’m close. I’m go-gonna cum. Oh my god I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop Lix,” you moaned out.  Felix did just that, he dug his face further into your pussy, smothering his face with your arousal.  You frantically rode Felix’s face and without warning, you felt the band in your belly contract as your release gushed out of you onto Felix’s face.  Felix continued his ministrations as you rode out your high, never slowing down.  Once you came down from your high, it became a little too much so you pushed at Felix’s head to get him to stop.  Felix let go of your thighs and lifted his head.  

“Hmmmm you taste so good sweetheart.”  Felix was licking all of your arousal off of lips.  

“Do you want a taste baby?”  You nodded your head and Felix leaned down to kiss you, tasting yourself on his lips. 

When Felix broke away from the kiss, he scooted closer to you to spread your legs wider for him to have better access.  You gripped your legs behind your knees to keep them open.

“Are you ready sweetheart?” He dragged his cock through your folds collecting your arousal.  You nodded your head, “Yes Lixie, please give me your cock.  I wanna be full of you.”

Felix grinned saying, “my baby gets what my baby wants.”  He pushed the tip in slowly, and then pulled it back out.  He repeated that motion again and again, fucking you with just the tip.  You felt good, but you needed more.  

“More, more, please give me your cock baby,” you whined.  Felix pushed the tip in once more, pulled out and then slid all the way in to the hilt.  You moaned with the stretch, more than ready to accommodate his cock in your aching pussy. More arousal pooled out of you, dripping down your cunt and down your ass.  Felix pushed in again, this time with more force.  He set a steady motion, his strokes fluid and deep, hitting those spots he knew you loved.  The sound of his balls slapping your ass with each thrust, your wet pussy, and loud moans were the only thing to be heard in the room.  You were drowning in pleasure as his cock filled you up, stretched you out just how you like it.  

Felix could feel you clenching around his cock, he knew you were close.  He pushed your legs further up your chest and threw them up around his shoulders, the new angle reaching deeper to help get you there.  

“Is my baby about to cum hmm? Are you gonna cum on my cock baby?”

You were barely able to make a coherent sentence lost in the bliss of Felix’s cock pounding into you.  Eventually you were able to mumble out ‘yes please.”  Felix grinned at your mumbling.  

“Whose cock is making you feel like this baby? Whose?” he asked.

“Yours, your cock baby, Lix’s cock.  Please let me cum, please, please, please!” You were so close and with Felix pounding deep into you, you knew it would be a matter of time before you would cum.  

“Such a good girl for me, hmm.  Letting me ruin this pussy.” Felix brought his finger down to your clit and rubbed it in circles.  “Will you cum with me sweetheart? Let me fill you up?”

“Yes please fill me up baby, I’m, I’m close.” A few thrusts later, you felt the band in your tummy release one last time.  It spread throughout your body, your vision going white from the pleasure, and legs spasming.  You screamed out Felix’s name, moaning through the aftershocks. 

Felix felt you cunt spasm around his cock. He felt his release building, building, and with a hard, deep thrust, he came, moaning out “yes, yes, yes, my baby, filling you up just like I said.”  Ropes of thick, hot, cum shot out painting the walls of your white.  Felix rocked his hips into yours a few more times before collapsing on top of you.  You cradled his head into your chest, both of you coming down from your highs.  

Felix lifted his head up and gave you a kiss, savoring the taste of you.  “I love you baby.”

“I love you too,” you replied. Stroking his hair with a smile on your face.

Felix then slowly pulled out, both of you hissing from overstimulation.  He watched the mix of your arousal and his cum seep out of your pussy onto the bed sheets.  He had never seen a more pretty sight.  

“Let me get a towel baby, I’ll be right back.”  Felix slipped on his boxers and sweatpants and then made his way to the bathroom where he got a wet towel to wipe you down.  He came back and began wiping you down, softly and gently.  Once he was done, he found an extra shirt of his and gave it to you to put on.  You thanked him for the shirt, put it on, and laid back in bed.  Felix joined you, wrapping you in his arms.  

“Well that was fun.” He said.  You looked up at your boyfriend with an incredulous look.  “Did you really just say that?” You asked, laughing.  He laughed,  squeezed you tighter, and with a wink said, “ Well it was fun.  I’d say it was much more fun than building that PC.”  

You couldn’t agree more. 

[i-am-baechu]

✎ᝰ. Photoshoot ⁞ J. Jungkook

Summary: Photoshoots always changes Y/N

Caution: Profanities. smut warning. Make outs, Blowjob, dirty talk, and wife kink (?)

Part of ‘ His Fan Girl universe

Jungkook had a photoshoot today and Y/N took her work laptop with her. Vogue was a huge deal and she was so excited to see Jungkook pose. She watched him pose in suits and other outfits but this one was sticking out to her. She couldn't take her eyes off of the rings on his fingers or how he just looked like he was so bad for her. She told Jungkook that she liked how he was kind like her bad boy and in this outfit, that's all she can see.

He ran up to her with a wide grin and gave her a quick peck, "How doing over here babe?"

"I'm doing okay..."

He raised his eyebrow and pushed some hair away from her eyes. Her eyes looked at the rings and then at his face, "Are you sure? Do you need some food?"

She quickly nodded her head at this and put her laptop in her bag, "I have some snacks in the dressing room."

"Let's go get some food."

He held her hand and she kept looking at the rings and bracelets. He always looked good in jewelry. She would never tell him that..

When the door closed, she made sure it was lock as Jungkook walked towards her bag. He brought it on the table and took out some protein bars, "I find them, babe." He turned around and his eyes widen when he saw Y/N in just a bra. The protein bars slipped out of his hands as he just stared at her, "Y/N?"

"I really want to suck you off."

It's one of those rare moments that Y/N was taking charge and every time she did, Jungkook would be shocked. Y/N is shy, it's her nature. That's one of the many reasons why he loved her.

He didn't have a chance to ask anything because her lips were on his. He takes a sharp inhale but he returned the kiss with more passion. She backed away and gave him a smile, "I've been wanting to kiss you all day."

"Why didn't you? Is my wife shy?"

"I didn't want anyone to see us...if I kissed you i knew I was going to fuck you."

He yanked her forward and kissed her. His tongue dipped pasted her lips and his breath was in sync with hers. Her barely clothed chest was against his as she let out a small moan, "Fu-Fuck Y/N, you feel so good."

She went down and he watched her undo his pants and freed his dick from his boxers. She smiled at the red tip that was coated with pre-cum. She glanced up at him and they made eye contact before putting his tip into her mouth.

His fingers went through her hair and gently clenched it. She whimpered against his length at the sensation. She swirled her tongue tasting the saltiness and she backed away from him. Her slim fingers cupped his balls and she looked at him with a smile, "I-I love what I-I do to you."

Jungkook let out a groan and his head fell back, "My wife is taking care of me. No need to be shy now."

She placed her palms on his thighs and took all of him in one stroke until her nose touched his pubic bone. Jungkook groaned at the new feeling because this was her first time doing this. His fingers clenched hair tighter as she let out a small tear come out.

She started to bob her head faster as she used both of her hands to pump his cock, "Fu-Fuck, babe."

She felt herself get wet from the feeling but she ignored it. She wanted to pleasure him for once. She felt his dick twitched against her tongue and she knew it was time, "Babe-I'm coming."

She bobbed her head faster and she felt the warmth go down her throat. She detached her mouth from his cock but she placed a kiss on the tip before looking up at him, "Was that good?"

Jungkook felt sweat go down his neck and he felt like he was running a mile. He looked down at her and let out a small chuckle, "Are you going to start your period? Your so horny."

"N-No-"

He picked her up and placed her on the couch, "I'm not done with you."

"Kook..."

He kissed the side of her head and smirk, "Let me give my wife a gift." She watched him take off his tank top (she didn't even notice him take off his leather jacket). He kissed the side of her neck and gently bit her skin, "I'll give my wife everything."

Two Days Later

Y/N came out of the bathroom and Jungkook raised his eyebrow, "Are you okay?"

She felt her face get hot and shook her head, "You were right..."

He looked at her with a confused look and then let out a laugh, "I knew you were going to start your period."

[technicallyimportantsweets]

Horny Yuna

A/N: Just some random thought that was floating around my brain. Btw this is set when boys like you was made.

Warnings: Smut, Masturbation, Mommy Kink, abs riding, a teeny tiny bit of exhibitionism

Yuna’s POV:

It was another day of filming. So tiring. Promotions, dance practise, recording, photoshoot. All to make our boys like you song inspired by Taylor Swift. (Imagine seeing her in person it would be such a dream) Sometimes it’s so overwhelming being an idol, yes I do really love my job making midzy’s so happy but our work hours are hectic and unpredictable. We could be scheduled from 8 am all the way to 10pm and other days we have nothing on. Today we were lucky as all we had were some vocal recordings to do in the morning and dance practise for an hour as the dance isn’t to hard we just had to be synchronised.

“Yuna come on our driver is here.” Lia called.

“Yup I’ll be there soon.” In my usual excited tone. I finished the last touches of my makeup and left the dorm to join the others outside.

Our manager sat in the front seat chaeryeong and Yeji in the next two seats near the windows. And then me, Ryujin and Lia squished in the backseats.

We arrived at the studio in no time. The car ride totally wasn’t chaotic Yeji, lia and I were totally not belting our hearts out doing karaoke. Chaeryeong decided to scroll through social media and Ryujin took a nap which is impressive through all the noise.

( I don’t think people want more story bits so imma just cut to the smut )

It was Ryujin’s turn and boy I never thought I could get so turned on from those lyrics, it made me fantasise so many things while i waited for her to finish.

Well, you must be goin' crazy Thinkin' I'll be back, I'm sorry 'Cause you're cryin' like a baby But do I look like your mommy?

Yea you do look like my mommy and I am would be your best baby. I really want her long fingers plunging into my cunt that is dripping with need. Not sure if the lyrics are true but if you don’t like boys Ryujin I’m always here to be yours and only yours. I grinded slightly on the corner of the red couch I was sitting on hoping it would elevate the heat I was feeling but it only intensified.

Sigh what am I thinking i excused myself to the bathroom splashing water on my face. I really don’t want to mess up our friendship we even have so many years on our contract so if things ended awkwardly I would still have to see her everyday. God damn Yuna she thinks of you as a sister you even have the same last name for heavens sake.

( time skip )

After practising the dance I made the fatal mistake of looking towards Ryujin’s direction. Her abs glistened with a sheen layer of sweat her slightly below shoulder length messy hair. Oh how i would give anything to ride those abs. Ahhh why am i suddenly thinking so many dirty thoughts about my member.

“Unnie can we go home now?” I whined to Yeji the ache in my core being insufferable.

“Sure, but are you feeling ok? Your face is a bit red and your squirming a lot.”

“Yea I’m good just a bit under the weather.”

“If you say so.”

( At the dorms )

I bolted inside my room locking it as fast as possible throwing my outfit and under garments somewhere. Taking my fingers and plunging them immediately into my pussy dripping with arousal.

I turned on some fan cams of Ryujin and got to work.

Others POV:

“Do you think Yuna is ok? She has been acting odd all day and she ran straight into her room.” Chaeryeong commented.

“ I’m not sure but should someone check in on her?” Lia asked

“Ryujin”

They heard Ryujin’s name being called from Yuna’s room. Perhaps she needs medication or water.

Ryujin cautiously made her way over to Yuna’s room seeing what she wanted.

Ryujin POV:

Did I just hear Yuna groan? Is she ok? Is she that sick? I rushed to her door only to find it was locked.

She really sounded sick so I took my lock picking set out to pick her lock. What if she had fainted in there and hit her head? I had to at least make sure she was doing alright.

I was in the middle of picking her lock when I heard her moan Ryujinnie Mommy please… F-Faster. I definitely now had an idea what had occupied her mind all day. I was very flattered that, that someone was me. I now was really turned on and Yuna needed to fix the problem she started plus she sounded like she was having a little difficulty pleasuring herself so why don’t I just go in there and help her a bit.

“Oh you wanted me to go faster huh? What was that you were calling me, mommy?”

3rd person POV:

Yuna was shocked trying to pull a blanket over her as quick as possible hiding in embarrassment. Ryujin had seen it coming and immediately pulled the blanket off her. Revealing Yuna’s puffy flaps coated in a thick layer of cum and arousal.

“It’s not w-what it looks like unnie.”

“Are you sure because I came in here to help my baby and for her to get her mommy to a climax as well.”

Yuna was at a loss of words

“How does that sound” Ryujin said with a smirk

Yuna was still shocked and could only nod her head quickly in agreement. She never thought she would get another chance to indulge in her fantasies. She pulled down Ryujin’s clothes so fast it could beat an Olympian. Throwing Ryujin’s clothes somewhere she got to work on Ryujin’s pussy giving it a few kitten like licks. Then plunging her tongue in to the older girl. Ryujin produced some very unholy sounds that were music to Yuna’s ear. Determined to hear that sound from her unnie again she plunged her fingers in and sucked on her bud creating double stimulation.

“Yunahh— you ahh better not— stop mmmh.”

Ryujin’s sentences were barely coherent but they got the message along to Yuna. She picked up her speed and eventually was rewarded with a sweet sticky substance that she tried to take as much of it in her mouth but ultimately failing with some dribbling down the sides of her face.

“Unnie you good?”

Ryujin just laid there thoroughly fucked her eyes screwed shut panting not moving an inch.

“Sorry for being a bit greedy but woah Yuna mmmm you make me feel soooooo good”

“I didn’t  even know getting eaten out could feel like that” Ryujin slurred almost as if she was drunk

“Sorry to assume but you haven’t had sex yet im your first?!?”

“Uhm… no?” Ryujin’s voice came out quietly embarrassed that she had blurted out her secret that she was planning on taking to her grave.

“You give off such a girl crush vibe I just kinda assumed you’ve done it before if it makes you feel any better you’re my first as well.” ‘But definitely not my first sexual encounter I’ve been preparing for this day for ages’ Yuna added in her head.

“Being an idol has kept me pretty busy”

“Anyways my darling what is your first fantasy that you would like to fufill” Ryujin grabbed a magic wand like thing from a box nearby and waved it around in the air as if she was casting a spell

‘Fuck why the hell did ryujin pick up that and why does she look so innocent does she know that she’s holding a dildo?’ 

‘I wonder what this button does? And why does Yuna look redder than a tomato is that even possible?’ Ryujin thought 

‘I mean it’s probably just some lights right?’

Yuna quickly took the wand from Ryujin’s hand while she was inspecting the button and shoved it under pillow and switched positions with ryujin. Thump! Ryujin landed harshly onto the bed she didn’t even have the time to realize before she found a Shin Yuna grinding her pussy down onto her flat stomach.

( Authors note: idk how you guys do it with those fancy software thingos to do the text stuff but imma just be creative bare with me 😭)

 🌷🍓Flowering Strawberry 🍓🌷 = Lia

🌿🍵 Sleepy Matcha Lover 🍵🌿 = Ryujin

✨👑 Baby Princess 👑✨= Yuna

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛ = Chaeryeong 

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭 = Yeji ( sorry guys ik the username sucks )

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛: Does anyone else think ryujin has been in Yuna’s room for an abnormally long time?

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭: Maybe they’re fucking

 🌷🍓Flowering Strawberry 🍓🌷: Maybe you just have a really dirty mind and ur just upset cause u haven’t been fucked in a long time 

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭:  Nuh uh

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛:  Guys I’m sure they are responsible enough to not be doing that

 🌷🍓Flowering Strawberry : But what else could they be doing tho? 🤭

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭:  Says the one who bought a face roller in the shape of a dick 

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛: Yea but I was responsible with it wasn’t I?

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭: Sure sure if being responsible means sticking it up your pussy to see if it would fit 

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛: Nuh uh I never did that 

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭: 🙄

 🌷🍓Flowering Strawberry 🍓: Enough of this shenanigans even though I was a part of it we should probably go check in on them. 

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭: You sure about that? I can hear Yuna’s moans bouncing off the walls and they sound borderline pornographic and I don’t want to walk in on that.

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛: Unnie 🤣 I see you sitting by their door literally getting off from hearing their moans 

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭: Meanie 🖕why did you rat me out 

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭: Well since Chaeryeong ratted me out I’m bringing her down with me did you know she keeps a journal of at times in mv’s and videos we look the most sexy/ fuckable?

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛: Unnie you meanie I’m not ur fan anymore hmph.

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭: Noooo cherrryyyy 

🍭🧁 Sugar-holic 🧁🍭 deleted a message

🐈‍⬛🖤 Yuna’s Cat 🖤🐈‍⬛: fine ur forgiven 

🌷🍓Flowering Strawberry 🍓: We going in or no?

[waltwhitmansbeard]

Prom with Vaxleth?

26. Prom setting this in grow with the flow! buckle the FUCK UP

It starts with a social media post—Vex's, to be specific. Vax groans, his phone hovering just a few inches above his face, and Keyleth turns her head away from the business email she's been writing and rewriting for the last half hour to ask, "What is it?"

"Look." And then the phone is shoved in her face, and she's looking at—

"Is that you?"

All limbs and sharp angles, a teenage Vax in an ill-fitting tuxedo, his hair slicked back with what must be an entire container of hair gel, gives a sultry look to the camera. He's back to back with his sister, who's wearing a shimmering blue strapless gown that makes her legs look a million miles long. They each wear a snowdrop, him on his boutonniere and her on her corsage.

"Is this your prom photo?" Keyleth snatches the phone, grinning from ear to ear, to look even closer. "You two look so good!"

"We look so dorky." Vax tries to grab the phone back, but Keyleth keeps it deftly out of reach. "Apparently, today's the tenth anniversary, and Vex decided to air our dirty laundry on social media."

Keyleth scrolls down to read the comments, and since Vax is tagged, the Grow with the Flow audience is having a field day. "Oh yeah, this is fun. It's half bullying you, half asking to have a threesome with you and Vex."

"Disgusting."

Keyleth finally returns the phone. "Did you guys at least have fun?"

"Well, I hooked up with both the prom queen and the theatre teacher, so...yes."

Keyleth's jaw drops. "At the same time?"

"No." That prompts more questions than it answers, but then Vax asks, "What about you? I wanna see sexy prom photos."

She snorts. "Good luck. I didn't have a prom."

Vax sits up in bed. "For real? Why not?"

"I wasn't kidding when I said Zephrah is small. My graduating class had eleven kids in it. We just had a bonfire instead. That was the first time I successfully shotgunned a beer. There may be pictures of that somewhere!"

Vax pouts, hooking his chin on your shoulder. "So you've never gotten to dress up all pretty, make all the boys and girls go oooooh?"

"Um, well, I got a pretty nice dress for my mom's funeral."

"Oh fucking hell." Vax swings his legs out of bed and snags up his phone. He paces a line in the kitchen, dialing someone and pressing the phone to his ear.

"Who are you calling?"

"My sister. We are fixing this."

.

Honestly, Keyleth forgets about it. The podcast is really taking off, and pretty much any time not spent researching and scripting and recording and editing is spent coordinating sponsorships and doing the annoying paperwork that comes with owning a business. Vax has some project that he's working on, but he won't tell her what it is, which is fine, because she has more than enough projects on her own plate right now.

She doesn't think to question it when Vex tells her they're going shopping one weekend. Vex likes to shop—well, no. Vex likes to window-shop. Vex rarely spends actual money. Except this time, they go to a little corner boutique, one that sells gowns for weddings and galas. She doesn't know why, but Vex is insistent that she get this long-sleeved emerald green dress that hugs her curves. She tries to argue that it's a ridiculous expense, but Vex promises her they'll do a photoshoot with it for the podcast, and hey, they've been making some pretty good ad revenue these days, so she caves. It's especially hard to say no when Vex buys a dress herself, a slinky black number that makes her look like danger.

She definitely doesn't connect the dots when Vex and Pike burst in unannounced one afternoon when Vax is out, each laden with bags of makeup and hair products. Keyleth's tugged away from her editing to get dolled up, for fun, they insist. The next thing she knows, they're all dressed up, each in their own beautiful gown—Pike's poofy golden dress makes her look like the sun incarnate—and Keyleth's being shoved out the door.

She probably should have figured it out before Vex pulled her car up in front of the botanical garden, where a red carpet lined with silver and gold balloons leads inside the building, but no, it takes Vax, dressed in a sharp black suit that fits like a glove with a slim green tie that matches her dress perfectly, stepping out holding a homemade sign that reads Will you go to prom with me? that she finally fucking gets it.

Crying, she throws her arms around his neck, chastising him for keeping such a momentous secret from her, but Vex is there to scold her for ruining her hair and makeup. Her friends lead her inside, where she's shocked to find the gardens filled with people, most of whom she does not know. Vax explains that he put the call out for anyone in the city who missed out on their high school prom and wants a second chance, with all profits from ticket sales being donated to Keyleth's favorite conservation organization. Keyleth dissolves into a mess again, but Vex and Pike get her cleaned up enough for the evening to begin.

And oh, what an evening. Scanlan's band plays them through a night of dancing, drinking, and all around fun. Keyleth has never spent so much time on a dance floor in her life, but even though she takes plenty of spins with Percy and Grog and the girls, she is happy to have so many with Vax, who can go from an elegant waltz to a shockingly gymnastic twerk with a simple key change.

Some of the other prom attendees are podcast listeners, and Keyleth is so grateful to get to put faces to the numbers she spends more time than she likes to admit obsessing over. Everyone takes thousands of pictures, and she is so excited to see the #growwiththeflow hashtag come morning. The gardens are filled to the brim with people just loving life and enjoying each other's company, and Keyleth, who had never put much thought into what it meant to miss out on such an adolescent right of passage, is beyond grateful to experience this night with these people.

When the evening is winding down, and most of the revelers have either gone home or gone to another location to continue the party, Vax tugs her by the hand deeper into the gardens, far from the area set aside for the event. He boldly strides past a sign forbidding entry, saying "This is not even in the top ten most interesting places I've trespassed" when she stutters in protest.

He stops when they're surrounded by the most beautiful blossoming cherry trees Keyleth has seen since she left Zephrah. The glass ceilings of the botanical gardens let in the light of the stars above, and the entire scene is so fragrant and beautiful. "Vax...this is lovely."

"So are you." She wrinkles her nose at him, and he kisses it. "Did you have fun?"

"I don't think I've ever had so much fun in my life. I can't believe you kept this a surprise from me for so long."

"I can't believe you didn't catch on. I mean honestly, Keyleth, don't tell me I have to be the brains in this relationship, because if that's the case, we're screwed."

She punches his arm. "Jerk."

"Yeah, well, this jerk has one more surprise for you. Look over there." He points over her shoulder and she turns. She squints in the low light, but she sees nothing beyond the cherry trees except more plants.

"I don't understand, is there supposed to be—" She cuts herself off as she turns around to see Vax on one knee, a small box in hand. Her hands fly to her mouth, her eyes instantly watery.

"Keyleth, I am not a man of the gods." His voice is cracked, strained, like he's choking back tears of his own. "There is little that I have ever had faith in in this life. Until you. Until I fell in love with a girl I'd follow to the ends of the earth. Until I learned that fate did not mean that my life was a cart on a track, hurtling toward an uncertain future I couldn't avoid, but rather a certainty, a knowing that in this life, in any life, I am yours until I die and long after. And now my faith is in how much I love you, in how much I know you love me. And I may be a lovesick fool, but I have every faith that love will carry us through whatever the gods have in store for us." Keyleth is openly weeping, her breaths coming fast and sharp. "So, then, Keyleth..." He opens the ring box, revealing a pair of rings, one with a gorgeous smokey gray stone. "Will you marry me?"

She doesn't answer him, choosing instead to tackle him into a kiss that knocks him pack onto the stone pathway of the gardens. She kisses him until she can't breath, until the crying and the laughing and the hyperventilating has him sitting her upright before she passes out. Her hand trembles as he slides the rings onto her finger, and it isn't until he closes the ring box again that he pauses and asks, "Uh, wait, was that a yes?"

"Oh, you are definitely not the brains in this relationship." And she kisses her fiancé again, beneath the stars and the cherry blossoms and the eyes of the gods.

[pwblogarchive]

July 2005

July 4, 2005

your number one with a bullet:

i love the way you have with me.

i love william beckett. like a boy loves a boy.

i love this one girl. she makes me swoon.

i love your tired eyes trying to keep up with us on stage.

i love the way youre gonna make me an honest man.

and im kinda easy on the eyes sometimes, right?

i love being up at 9 am.

i love the night.

i love living forever.

i love summer.

i am loving this.

and you and everything.

you cant miss me, baby boy, we're doing big things.

thanks for always being the bestfriends and fans we could ever have.

- petey

July 4, 2005

----dearests

sorry i never get on the internet anymore. we're in fresno, california. warped tour has completely taken over our lives. everything we breathe and do is warped tour right now. we love seeing all of your little red faces singing with us. we're working on a new video right now. we'll probably shoot it later on this summer. we've also got some other exciting things coming up. theres nothing like seeing the same people over and over again over the years. you mean the world to us. keep up the votes over at TRL! we're thinking about you every second, so don't forget us. lets just live forever and ever. we've got some new plans coming for the end of this summer and fall.

hot and miserable but totally in love.

love you all

peter.joe.patrick.andy.

July 7, 2005

hey beauties.

hotness on warped tour.

checking in. just stealing an internet signal from our friends in My Chem. speaking of, we are really excited to have them on the TRL countdown with us! good music is taking over again. keep voting! the info is on the front page. if we keep it up there, we're pushning to do a free fans only show with mtv paying for the venue!! keep your fingers crossed. you guys have always been our ambassadors and made the world listen- number one with a bullet. we are going to be on the cover of Alternative press later this year. we did the photoshoot for it- kind of a creepy idea. but we're excited for you to see it. we have also been writing a treatment for a new video- i think it'll suprise some people. we don't get on here as much lately due to all the madness going on with Warped tour. but we still wanted to let you know how much your support means to our band, and it shows on a daily basis. so thank you. boo and yah. i dyed my hair black. now it doesn't look so shitty anymore. blah. i am tired but it's way too hot out to sleep. howl's moving castle is a great movie and made me feel alive. thanks for coming out to the shows...

i heart leslie simon. go listen to maximo park before you fall asleep. it will make you smile and miss someone/something you love.

"i sleep with my hands across my chest and dream of you with someone else..."

keep on living (forever).

xo peter

July 11, 2005

Soooo its been a dramafree summer so far which is amazing. Almost as good as swimming pools and sleepovers. I'm watching the notebook does that make me sucky? Circle y or n. I need to take a shower. Nobody likes a dirty boy. I really don't have anything good to say.... No good words or neat quotes. Oh well.

Can you vote us back to number 1 on trl? That was a pretty amazing moment for us and we'd love to have another shot at it. Again, its all up to you though the info is in the news on the front page.

I miss you dearly.

XO

July 12, 2005

i'm in canada. it can't take me. i am stealing all of it's candy and pretty colored money. hidden behind eyes painted up to block out the sun. no more talking about hair color and eye color - the who's who of future failures. throw it away. close your eyes and put the speaker next to your pillow. dream away. dream yourself to life. stop wasting your eyes trying to figure out who is the heart - the smile - the voice - the words. you can't pull them apart. its just a mess. how you understand us is so one dimensional. but changes are coming. you won't wrap your head around us so easily. "you're nobody until somebody loves you" at least that's half true. let's not make it through the night. come on. you look so wrong but you feel so right. "he tastes like you only sweeter he tastes like you only sweeter he tastes like you only sweeter he tastes like you only sweeter..." and so on until the end. sometimes i'm just a goddamned lunatic. but i only keep myself this sick in the head cause i know how you get off on these words.

baby, ive got it bad for you.

peter

ps i love seeing all the s.o. kids and overcast kids... it makes my heart race

pps just call me up and tell me everything is going to be okay. it came out of nowhere and i just want everyone to know our thoughts are with them.

www.clandestineindustries.com - get your body covered in our ideas... fall line s(w)oon

www.jeanae.com - get your hur cut

www.infectkids.com - get your website designed

- petey

July 13, 2005

Hey from vancouver. I just got a new belt buckle and made a hoody. Just heard we were number three on trl. It blows my mind that you have kept us on there this long. Haha. I totally brag to other bands about how much cooler our fans our. Yeah I know I'm lame. But you guys make me proud. Take us to number 1. Its in your hands and io definitely feel okay about that. I trust you.

Well I gotta go and talk about how shitty I thought the new fantastic four movie was.

Love can't save you. Only my new powers can.

Stay in touch and see you soon

Xo peter

July 15, 2005

Woah. I feel almost bad saying it cause we are putting it out, but trust me I had nothing to do with it: the new panic at the disco songs will change how your head feels. You guys are doing an amazing job. Me and ryan worked together on some lyrics for it and I have to say he put me to shame.

Also, I wanted to say rest in peace chuck. Our thoughts go out to your family. Please be respectful and keep conversations about this off of livejournals and messageboards. Thank you to mcr and ray toro for filling in for a show.

Jose canseco is a madman. So am I.

Though I am over hearing your thoughts on haircuts and pants. I'm over us trying to be perfect tens for your little eyes. We don't care what you think of us. Listen to a song and time your heartbeat. Let it be okay to fall asleep slow tonight. Think about a good friend. Think about god. Think about death. Think about someone elses hand clumsily on your belt in the dark. Think it will be okay.

No more rants

No more poetry

Not tonight.

True love for the believers. Thank you. Keep on l i/o ving

July 17, 2005

From the diary of a madman: I think possibly I have been letting things get to me too much lately. Or maybe I hadn't been enough before. Either way, I'm sorry. Maybe one day we can explain both of our perspectives and laugh out loud at how stupid we sounded when we worried about "girls pants and selling out". Sometimes its hard to look in the mirror and feel okay with the person looking back. I've been going through a lot, not like its an excuse but more like I feel you deserved to know.

In other news, I haven't gotten the new harry potter yet but as soon as I do well talk about how awesome you/it is.

July 19, 2005

“guysanddolls-”

i guess we are half way to retirement on TRL. how insane is that? it makes me kinda giggle a little bit. but in a good way. thanks for keeping us in there and up so high on it. it probably doesn't mean a whole lot to you and it doesn't get us invited to any cool parties but what it does is get our label excited- so we can get money to make a better video! we have a plan coming together for it. it's gonna be a bit R. Kelly (but none of the pedophilia), a bit star wars (but none of the jar jar binks), and a bit sixteen candles (but- oh wait- but nothing we love that thing). haha i probably just gave you the weirdest impression of our video. i had the best time on kimmel the other night. i wish they could air the whole show- i proposed to caprice- i think it made her gag hahahaha and joe did metal hands/wizard claw a bunch. it was just fun. the way our shows always used to be. we got some plans for the fall tour that are gonna make you swoon- especially our old friends. remember when i made you guys that mixed cd- instead of talking about whose gay and whose got what girlfriend- tell me the perfect mixed cd for me right now... mwah. im gonna update the buzznet in a bit with some new pics. r.i.p. that sunburst bass- im glad he had a chance to get his fifteen minutes before he died. hehe. it was kind of sad all warped. it wouldn't stay in tune cause of this huge crack in it. i have decided i hate playing on tv, i always come off wrong- if i smile too much it means i am obsessed with attention, if i don't smile enough it means i am having a bad day. i think i am going to make a shirt that says what mood i am in. mostly it will be shy/looking for a starbucks mood. or maybe when we have to play tv i think i will just hide behind a post and highfive korean tom cruise a bunch. i flew home to see my mom today, so sorry i missed talking to everyone in l.a. last night- she bought me new socks and cologne so i won't be the smelly kid in class anymore. i go on the internet too much. i don't know why the q and a on the site isn't working but it bothers me just as much as you. i have alot of answers just bubbling inside me- favorite color- hrm i dunno. do you have a gf- uh david from simple plan. does patrick have a gf- uh this one girl...

wow i need to sleep. keep voting. keep loving.

for the longer story: www.fueledbyramen.com/journal 

time to make my dogs circle pit.

peter

July 19, 2005

to the peanut gallery: just flew in on the red eye. it feels so amazing to be at home. Kimmy Jimmel (fix the spelling on that one hehe). was one of the best "tv" shows we've ever played. the crowd was amazing. contrary to popular belief my bass was smashed because it had an unfixable crack all the way through the neck- korean tom cruise looked at me before we played and said "this is it for this one" - so we figured we'd send it out with a bang. don't worry we had a funeral for it. i don't know the story about joe throwing his guitar, but i'm guessing it was a good one. i dunno the story about breaking the mic stand, it just looked like it was sitting there taunting me. besides i kinda wanted korean tom cruise to get a bit of screen time. i was in the worst mood all day/week, so low and playing that show just definitely brightened my day. seeing all of those happy faces... i'm definitely gonna write more later. i just wanted to thank all of the kids who came out or glued their sleepy little eyes to the screen late at night- i am sorry i didn't get to say hey and all, i had to go to the airport right when we finished.

xxoo

dont believe everything you read on the internet.

most of all what we write on it. haha.

peter

July 19, 2005

wrote you a goodbye note (you just wrote me off) on your arm when you passed out. bestfriends, exfriends- better off as lovers not the other way around. racing through the city in the back of yellow checkered cars. the takeoffs are the worst but the skin from your shoulder to your ear makes it all worth it. and im sorry the way my moods flicker on and off like old light on your porch, but i know you wouldn't have it any other way. sneaking in your window instead of out. the way you hold a cigarette cause you don't know what to do with your hands when we are sitting this close. the way the waists of pants feel better at the ankles. the way you always were my best excuse for calling in sick on everyone else. i miss you.

- petey

July 19, 2005

first to all the kids at kimmel! thank you so much. i know alot of kids travelled far away and got there really early. it suprised me how many people i recognized. you didn't go unnnoticed! alot of people emailed about smashing the bass and what kind of mood i was in. i wish they had shown the whole show. that show made me light up. i felt alive. i don't know why i break stuff, its cause im little and strange. i throw mic stands and spit water and lick joes guitar. and being able jump on stuff and touch your sweaty little arms, honestly it gives me chills as dumb as it sounds. its all how the chords and words feel when they come out. 

"you want a war, you've got a war but what are you fighting for?"

hey. here i am 35,000 feet off of the ground writing to you. i will upload this when i land i guess. i'm not even too sure what i am writing for. not breaking new ground or breaking down. just maybe i need to take a break from getting on here so much cause i tend to run my mouth/heart without thinking too much about it. sometimes i need (alright alright) slow down. anyway. all of the growth and changes get to me too. i guess everyone says you get what you wished for. but this was never a genie in a lamp for me. it's always just been me and my bestfriends. and sometimes it feels weird inside like being pulled apart. and maybe people like my smile and patricks voice and joe's spins and how nice andy is or they hate how short i am and i can't think of any of the stuff anyone hates about the other boys but i've heard it- and it just feels weird, cause we never did this thing so it would become what it has. we always just wanted to sit in between the speakers in your bedroom and spin you to sleep. and these kids are my bestfriends. we talk about sometimes just disappearing off of the face of the planet and just doing something else. and everyone kind of laughs but just for a minute it sounds like the best idea. we are so happy and in love with everyone who has stuck it out with us. and i'm SOrry if i seem distant at times, my head is just filled with ideas, good and bad- its funny when you keep letting the same person get to you over and over and over and over- i'll try and be better. after having my livejournal hacked, i kind of decided maybe i need to take a break from just sitting on the internet and trying to decipher every little thing out there and at the same time drop coded messages everywhere. anyway, more than anything. i just wanted to thank you for helping me bloom and become a better person, or at least want to become a person that you could actually look up to. its time to be the dreamer instead of the dream///

talk to you soon.

i am going to go read the entire new harry potter book right this second.

peter

July 21, 2005

If you like My Chemical Romance, Saves The Day, Midtown, New Found Glory, Taking Back Sunday, BrandNew or Fall Out Boy....and you want to see where it all came from. Find your way to www.hellfest.com and go see the band that started it all: Lifetime

Oh yeah. Then vote for us on TRL. We want to be your number one again.

P

July 21, 2005

you/we are safe and (se)cure. no more stealing glances like a thief.. taking chances without giving them back. and maybe i take advantage of that by staring too long. but if you wanted the stars i wouldn’t rest until i was able to pull every one down and name one after each twinkle in your eyes.. and hope you don’t frown when we run out of stars. i just love that spark of light i get to see when all the other lights are out. you have the best smile even better than mine. this is for your memories section, this is for forever. we’re kissing out dreams goodbye cause who needs dreams when we have this. we’re risking everything and nothing could be more worth it. 

i guess my point is, you make me wanna fall in love and get stuck - haha

July 21, 2005

lately i’ve been into believing fictional stories like the ones about me and you being happy. they’ve gotta be science fiction because how else can you have a monster fall in love with a boy with no heart? actually i’m pretty sure you have a heart, but i’m just as certain it’ll never be mine. i can tell you’re willing to be loved somewhere on the inside but that doesn’t do me any good when i’m still seeing things through thick curtains over windows and padlocked doors on the outside. bitter regrets, predictable forfeits. we lit a fire that was nothing but smoke and hot air. ashes. my hands are empty and you hold all the cards, kind of funny how you don’t even want them/me. the final nail in my coffin stabbed me in the heart - from my back. you once made my heart skip a beat, now you make it want to skip this. you’ve got salty mails ripping my wounds open that you’re telling me to let heal. Love is a mirage, you only think it’s there for so long..til you either wise up or die of hydration. love is the way to blow your brains out minus the gun, i swear. it’s the stupidest form of suicide cause you don’t die. and whatever doesn’t kill you only laughs at you for coming close enough to. sorry, it’s just the bitterness talking. ignore it/me. i’m just loose words hanging on the ends of your lips, even looser when i’m anywhere near your hips. poetry written from blistered fingertips and sleep deprived eyes that was better before the ink dried. He said, "I should have stayed with her,” and I should have stayed away. held together by paperclips and lies, a part of me is still trying to pretend i was (mis)hearing things but even the voices in my head aren’t that mean to me. and them “i’m sorry,” too late, i’m a better (re)actor than the one you’re being to convince me. i’m just convinced that telemarketers are the only people with more hang ups than me. you called this before you knew the number, and hung up before you got a response. tell me any of this will get me somewhere worth being without being left behind. i tried, i gave it/you my all, but all i can do is give up. i don’t tell you my insecurities so you can use them against me, but help me get over them. instead you said and did the worst thing you could do. worse than cheating to me, i hope you know. but whatever i don’t even know, i guess sometimes it takes losing what you had to see what you didn’t.

June 23, 2005

From the bottom of our blackened hearts. Thank you for making us number one on trl. Its hotter than hell in dallas right now and we want to go to a waterpark. Koreantom cruise isn’t helping it go down though.

We always knew how you felt. Now the world knows.

Honestly. Beaming from cheek to cheek.

July 24, 2005

Sometimes when you’re feeling this blue the right smile can save you.

July 26, 2005

We spend way too much time talking about this one band f.o.b. (Both in a good way and a bad way). So let's focus some time on bands that are really underappreciated:

Panic! At the Disco- I just heard the new record mixes. I must say. I want to live inside their songs. I think I could be happy.

Lifetime- I wouldn't have made it through highschool without this band.

The Plain White T's- people don't get it yet, but I think they will.

Gym Class Heroes- people don't get this one yet either. And that's sad cause I think years later they will be considered a groundbreaking band.

Quicksand- I don't even know what to say. Go buy "Slip".

July 30, 2005

“baby boy don't be blue. we've got big plans for you.”

ive been up for three days straight trying to get you off of my mind. but your stuck like super glue. what a mess. i can't say i mind it. i am in love with the show 24. it's obsession. summertime is running. sprinting. it kinda makes me feel sick to my stomach. come back. punched a wall so i couldn't type anymore. gotta make it stop. all these paragraphs have become rainchecks. promises on things that will never change. and oh god. the cameras flash at us in the dark. i miss the days of sweat dripping under the radar, just off of the grid. the grogshop. the fireside bowl. chainraction. the greendoor. the downtown. the arlington heights knights of columbus. the continental. the crystal ball never looks this clear looking into the past. im becoming vaguely disinterested in myself and all of my excuses and complaints. and you're pretty easy on the eyes- i never know how to end my conversations with you. i need a writer. i need a script. im getting desperate.

"we're just a wetdream for the webzines. make us hip, make us hip. make us scene"

July 30, 2005

Thanks for keeping us on trl! We have some cool ideas coming up and also a bit of news for our friends in u.k.... As soon as we have more details well let you know, as we hate to miss shows under any circumstances.

And j, happy birthday.

07/30/05 Q&A

question

so pete, since you wrote the lyrics for saturday, was it originally patrick and i attacked the laws of astoria? can you take off your pants with your tongue?

answer

yes. and we had to change it to make sense.

question

Patrick has the SEXIEST voice! Are you jealous?

answer

nah hes my best buddy. we dont get jealous of eachother.

question

HEYYY!! old Joely Moely has been saying some nice stuff bout you Petey Wenztyy!! hehe!! im glad you guys n GC know each other!! my 2 fav bands!!!! yeaaa!!! oh and me n my yahoo buddy wanna know if we can touch you?? lol MADD LUV GRACIE

answer

me and joel hung out a bunch the other day. he’s definitely a good guy.

question

In The Song Atavan Halen Does Brendon From Panic At The Disco Sing In It And If So Which Parts? YOU GUYS ROCK

answer

yes the prechorus “keep telling myself���”

question

haha i just read a fan fic about you and frankie from mcr going out.

answer

man, you wish that was fiction.

question

hey pete you meanie, a group of us from the message boards (the messageboard bitches as we like to call ourselves) were upset that you NEVER answered any of our questions, so we got together and asked you around 400 questions. they were good questions too, funny and random because we thought they could get your attention and make you laugh and hopefully just maybe youd answer at least one. but no, we were let down. and yet you answer such things as “patrick and andy are so sexy!” why is this pete? just why? its so disappointing.

answer

look all you needed to do was ask 400 questions to get one answered. ps. i love you even if you hate me.

question

I read a lot of band journals and you are mentioned in almost all of them. How/why are you so popular?

answer

i pay good money for all my friends.

question

Im so flaming pissed at you guys right now. “we only do it for the scars & stories, not the fame” what the fuck happened to that?! seems you sure are doing it for the fame, ditching your whole European tour for a stupid VMA. that is fucking ridiculous and i hope you all feel fucking shitty, but im sure you wont feel as shitty as the fans you made a commitment to who were so excited to see you and spent TONS of money on you. I hope MCR beats you for that VMA, they dont screw their fans over. ill never buy another piece of fall out boy merch or pay the money that i was going to pay to go on your overcastkids trip to texas, because you guys probably wont show up to that either. fuck you.

answer

i’m sorry you are angry. we feel terrible that we have let you and a bunch of our other fans over there angry. we miss you. we are going to make this up to you. hopefully, we’ll get another chance with you— its not about selling our merch or tickets- its a chance for a connection. i apologize. this was beyond our control.

question

do you think you are hot? do you think anyone is hot?

answer

i dont think i am hot. i definitely think alot of people are hot. smart ones, funny ones, pretty ones.

[monstermaster13]

Corey and Oats in…

The Second Day Of A New Adventure

It was November 16th 2024 and it was the second day of their new adventure at their new primary house. Mel awoke in the new bed she was in with all the friends that had come along with her, and they all got out of bed. They were all excited for the brand new day, especially Celiac.

Celiac had spent so much time in the house with his microbial friends he had not gotten to have his favorite gluten free pancakes, and as such he very much had been so hungry. ‘I get to have pancakes again?’ ‘Yes you get to have pancakes.’ ‘Hurray, finally! I have not had pancakes in such a long time! Pancakes!’

He jumped out of bed with the other microbes and they all headed into the dining room as they all sat at the table. Piff smiled as they sat down and began to work on plans for what they all could do for the day. Celiac jumped for joy as he saw the pancakes being made and even more so when they were served out to him and his friends.

They all had gluten free pancakes for breakfast and they got ready for the day, getting dressed with Mel as they started their adventure with a special bit of magic from the bedbox. Even without the bedbox they could still use some magic to give them some extra bit of adventure, which they did.

The bedbox’s magic could be used even if they did not have the box with them, and they could use it wherever they wanted. Aiyido the beholder was excited for what they do with it, as he used some of the magic in the bedbox to conjure up a special seaside adventure for the group.

They went on a special seaside adventure together and met new friends, back at the house Ratty was making dirty comments at Jill and reading his favorite lewd magazines. Ratty always hid his lewd magazines somewhere Jill would not be able to find them, and he was looking at an issue of Play-Rodent magazine.

‘Oooh boy, that Miss Rabies 2024 photoshoot for this month really is getting my doodle lickey going.’ ‘Ratty!’ ‘What?’ ‘Keep your dirty jokes to a minimum please or i’ll lock you in the closet.’ ‘That closet threat again? You know I plot my revenge against you in there, right?’ ‘Yes, I know, that’s why i’m keeping you in there.’ ‘You win this round, oldie.’

The group of friends had a lot of fun on their sea-side adventure and Piff even got to see the ocean, they arrived a couple of hours later and just in time for lunch where they had some lovely wraps, afterwards they used their magic to lighten everything up. They played around for a couple of hours and had a breezy afternoon playing games and showing Piff around.

An hour later they had afternoon tea and they all planned for Piff’s big fishing outing, of course Piff was about to go on said outing or prepare for it when they all hopped in the car and headed out. Why? Because they were all going to get dinner.

Jill thought it would be a good idea to take them out for fish and chips but when they all got there, they found it was a takeaway cafe instead so they had fish and chips as their takeaway instead. They all went back to their home and had their take-away food for dinner, and after dinner they all played together.

Normally in these type of adventures they would email her about their adventures but since they were there with her in person they did not need to, they had a yummy treat for dessert and they wound up their evening with some games.

They watched tv together with Jill as Ratty provided rude commentary throughout but they all had a good time, and Piff finished the day off with a fishing trip with all of his friends. When it was time for them to go to bed they all got ready for bed.

Corey put on his bat pajamas and Oats put on his pink nightgown and sleep-mask while Piff put on a sleeping kimono to wear, they all brushed their teeth in the bathroom.

After brushing their teeth in the bathroom they all gathered up in the bed and snuggled up as they drifted off to sleep, having sweet dreams as they did so. Over at the Nile Road house, all of the friends that were at the house including Clovis the clownfish-hat, were also snuggling up and drifting off as well.

And thus their adventure had come to an end but more adventures are coming up so stay tuned.

[wolfsama8]

The mechanic chapter 11 a memory that can't be erased

*we see me resting again multiple of my limps had cast on them while stain was still pissed at me*

Izuku:oh come on are you really gonna stay mad at me for that?

Stain:the amount of mistakes you made? Yes not to mention you're extremely lucky he didn't break you're back again!

Izuku:he looked like a toy how was i supposed to know he would transformed in to a huge beast of a man?!

Stain: newsflash brat while you may be inocent the rest of us are not everyone here is extremely dangerous and is here for a reason

Izuku:heh then how deadly can you be if 3 hero student beat you're ass?

*I said with a smirk stain just touched my arm making me yelp in pain*

Stain:that's what you get for being a smartass and you only won by the skin of you're teeth and you had that ofa on you're side something you no longer have and if you do it's just the embers that let you use you're arms and legs nothing more you are heavily handicap you need to wake the fuck up you're luck not gonna last forever izuku you're opponents fight dirty and they fight to kill everyone inside here are hungry wolf's that are backed in to s corner they will do anything to win

Izuku:fine fine you're right

Stain:in the 2 years we've known each other when have I been wrong?

Izuku:piss off old man

*Stain touched my arm again making me yelp in pain*

Stain:manners brat

Izuku:just do me a favor and pass over the news paper

*Stain did so and i grabbed it with my good hand i started reading it until i saw a picture that..broke my heart not gonna lie*

News article:the yaoyorozu family and the todoroki family have just announce the arrange marriage of there youngest child they even sent a picture of the young lovers for us and our dear readers there wedding will be televised 4 years from now and this writer can't wait the unofficial princess of Japan deserves some happiness since she was tricked into loving that traitor izuku midoriya

*I stopped reading after that You would think something like this would make me cry but..no i was just too numb to feel anything i just put the news paper on the table and went on my side*

Izuku;im going to take a nap

Stain:k

*with my good arm i grab a picture under my pillow a picture i should have destroyed a long time ago*

Izuku:...

*i heard stain turn on a radio as i kept looking at the picture And because my brain hates me that song brought back the memories of that day  rushing back*

Flashback

*We see izuku and momo walking together holding hands*

Izuku:y..yaoyo..

*Momo puts her finger on izuku's lip tapping it lovingly although she gave a cute pout *

Momo:zuzu~ i told you to call me mo-chan or at least momo darling

*Izuku blush at the words darling*

Izuku:b..b..but..

Momo:now now i won't take another step until you say it

*Izuku looked at the ground mumbling but loud enough so she could hear it*

Izuku:m..m..m.. mo-chan..

*Momo smiled brightly as she hugged his arm and kept walking*

Izuku:b..but where are we going?

Momo:oh father wants us to try out wedding dresses then have a photoshoot

*Momo said casually*

Izuku:oh ok...wait..what?!!

*Izuku blushed heavily making momo giggled*

Momo:oh relax darling it'd just so the public knows that my heart and souls belongs to you and only you

*Momo kisses Izuku's cheek*

Momo:bonus it will take the Monoma and todoroki family off my back from they pushing there youngest child to me i don't know how many times I have to tell them i love a boy in the midoriya household and..

*Izuku kissed momo's cheek making her blush even more then izuku*

Momo:z..zuzu!!

Izuku:s..sorry you we're just..in you're head and starting to talk like a noble i know how much you hate it when you talk like that

*Momo smiled and they made it to there destination a wedding shop momo dragged izuku inside*

Izuku:wow that's...a lot of options

Momo:i know i want to try them all!!

Izuku:m..momo no!

Momo;momo yes!!

*And izuku sat down as he was subjected to 7 hours of momo trying out wedding dresses but deep down izuku didn't mind as it made momo so happy he didn't even mind when momo used him as a doll and dresses him up in diffrent suits well almost didn't*

Izuku:m..momo a birthday suit is not a real suit!

*Izuku yelled blushing momo looked even more determined*

Momo:is has suit in the name so i want to see you in a birthday suit before we leave!

*Momo yelled equally as loud with an adorable pout izuku thinking of a way to get out of this situation he looked at the clock and thanks the gods*

Izuku:b..but momo we already have our suits ready and the photoshoot will start soon! What would you're father say if you came late

*Momo groaned but she knew izuku was right so they got in the limo that was waiting for them outside and went to the location on there way there izuku looked at something*

Izuku:driver stop the limo

*The driver listened and stopped*

Momo:what's wrong zuzu?

Izuku:wait here a minute

*Izuku got out and a few minutes later came back with a bouquet of flowers and softly gave them to momo who was speechless*

Izuku:e..even if our marriage is years away y..you look beautiful and every bride deserves a bouquet of flowers d..d..darling!

Momo:o..oh..oh zuzu~!!!

*Momo jumped on top of him and smothered him in kisses the rest of the drive there*

*Once they made it and delt with Momo's father a man who had a thing for being on time they looked around it was a forest full of Sakura trees they went into position it was supposed to be a simple picture of them side by side but izuku feeling a little daring hugged momo and lifted her up making her giggle and smiled at him izuku smiled back both looking lovingly at the other as the picture was taken*

Momo:oh zuzu we look so perfect together once we get married i promise we'll be together forever!

Izuku:y..yeah...!!

Present older izuku as narrator

Izuku: forever...

*A single tear fell from my cheek remembering does words*

Stain:what you got there?

*Stain said don't know if he saw the picture or not it didn't matter at least not anymore*

Izuku;huh? Oh nothing..

*I got up off bed and broke the picture to pieces and threw it at the trash*

Izuku:nothing at all..

To be continued

[wayward-dreamer]

Always And Forever

Square/s Filled: Breeding Kink - @spnkinkbingo​

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Word count: 3,577

Summary: Y/N and Jensen had seen each other in a lot of different outfits or costumes over the years, but wedding attire sure hits different.

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, smut: dirty talk, vaginal fingering oral sex (female receiving), breeding kink, unprotected sex (wrap it up people)

A/N: This is the last part to my series, Switching Roles. This was born from something that was just meant to be a one shot, but clearly into was meant to spiral into five more parts. I have to shout out my girl @writercole, because this little series wouldn't have been possible without her. Everyone say thank you Cole! Beta’d by my darling @downanddirtydean. As always, happy reading and enjoy! 

Several months passed before either Y/N or Jensen made any decisions about their upcoming wedding. He had been so busy with getting all his projects in order, the last few filming days of The Boys, and she had just as much on her plate, picking up several jobs for photoshoots and even picking up a few writing jobs. Once they finally managed to come up for air long enough to see each other and have more than a few days together, they decided to start planning how they wanted things to happen on their special day.

They realized pretty fast that they didn’t want an enormous wedding, but they still wanted to celebrate with their family and friends. Deciding very quickly that having the wedding at the house allowed them to still have an intimate ceremony, but also have everyone they loved present.

Y/N got ready at the house while Jensen was at Jared’s, the only tradition they really stuck to, wanting to keep some element of surprise between them. She was glad she had hired someone to organize everything, knowing that she didn’t have the time with a busy schedule to do it herself, and that everything had gone smoothly. She peeked through the curtains to see the backyard, her smile widening as she saw how perfect it all looked.

“Just a couple more hours to go,” her mom stated behind her, causing her to turn around.

“I know,” Y/N sighed, biting her lip as she sat down at the edge of her bed, running her fingers over her dress. It was a long sleeved, shimmer fabric with a long flowing skirt and a deep cut in the back. “I just want to see Jensen, just finally be married.”

“I can’t believe we’re finally here,” Sarah muttered, smiling brightly. “I guess y’all officially owe me.”

Y/N beamed, knowing how true that was. They really did owe her, because if she hadn’t been working on Supernatural, then she never would’ve introduced Y/N to Jensen, and they wouldn’t be getting married in a little under two hours.

“Okay,” Y/N stood up, looking down at her dress with a soft smile on her face, “let’s do this.”

She had her make-up and hair done within the hour; her strands pulled up into a delicate bun with loose locks framing her face. As time ticked away and got closer to the ceremony, she let out a sigh of relief as she slipped into her dress. A wave of emotions washed over her as she realized it wasn’t too much longer until she could call Jensen her husband and she wanted nothing more than to get to that moment. She couldn’t wait to see him, because 24 hours without him by her side was the most that she could handle.

After a few photos with her parents and Sarah, Y/N stepped out to the backyard, taking in the lanterns hanging from the trees, the rose arch for the ceremony, the few tables that were set up for the food, along with white and pink roses and candles for decoration. Everything had come together better than she had expected, and she was relieved that any problems they had were during the planning, not on the day of their wedding itself.

Sarah came to whisk her away as the time of the ceremony approached, both of them hiding in the pool room that led to the yard as they watched the guests coming in and taking their seats in front of the arch. Y/N saw Jared walking towards the front, causing to quickly turn away as she had no doubt Jensen was with him; she wanted the first time she saw him in the past few hours to be as she walked down the aisle. Soon, the music started, and Sarah hugged her tight, walking out first. Y/N took a deep breath as she walked out, her heart beat steady and strong.

She smiled softly at some of the guests as she walked past them, and she reached the end of the aisle and her eyes finally met Jensen’s, she beamed. He looked immaculate in his tux, his grin as bright as hers as he reached for her hand. They had seen each other in several different outfits over the years, a few costumes thanks to Supernatural and The Boys, and even she had dressed up for him a couple of times, but none of that compared to the vision of her in her dress, walking towards him, and she felt the same about him in his suit.

“I missed you,” he whispered, his thumb stroking across her knuckles.

“I missed you, too,” she whispered back, squeezing his fingers.

“Are we ready?” the officiant asked, as he stood in front of them.

Jensen gazed at Y/N, a small smirk on his face before he looked back at him. “Absolutely.”

The ceremony was short and sweet, the vows they said to each other were beautiful and held all the promises for the future they wanted to build together. The guests clapped and cheered for them as they walked up the aisle, following behind them as they moved across the yard where all the food and drinks were set up. They went their separate ways briefly as they greeted their friends and family, accepting their love and congratulations. She smiled as she rushed over to all their friends from Supernatural, almost getting tackled by a few of them. Jensen caught up with a few of The Boys cast that had made it to the wedding, which he was really thankful for. Having new friends as well as old made everything even more special.

Y/N said a quick hello to Rob before he and the rest of Louden Swain got set up, offering up their services for free as a present to the couple, which they were incredibly grateful for. They knew everyone was going to have a great night if they were in charge of entertainment. The band played all the classics that Y/N and Jensen played, a few of their own songs that they wanted the boys to play, and before they knew it, it was basically a Saturday Night Special right there in their yard with Briana taking the mic, followed by Rich.

“You gonna sing something?” Y/N muttered into Jensen’s ear, her arms around his neck as they swayed to the music.

“You want me to sing you something?” Jensen asked in return, smirking.

“Wouldn’t hate it,” she shrugged, a playful smile on her lips. “You know how I feel about that voice of yours.”

“Let me see what I can do,” he stated, winking as he pulled away from her.

Jensen weaved his way through the guests and approached Rob, whispering something in his ear. Rob leaned over to the rest of the guys before giving Jensen the nod to go ahead. Y/N smiled as she watched him as he picked up a mic, sending her another wink as he got everyone’s attention.

“I’m dedicating this to my wife,” he announced, smirking at her.

The opening riff of Heaven by Bryan Adams started, causing a huge smile to spread across Y/N’s face. Everyone cheered as her incredibly talented husband stunned everyone with his vocals, but his eyes never left her as she watched him. With every melodic lyric out of his mouth she fell even more in love with him as he sang to her, feeling her heart skip a beat. As the song came to an end, he handed the mic back over to Rob, making his way over to her. Taking her hand, he spun her around and pulled her close, the song changing to a slower one.

“Thank you,” she whispered, looking up into his green orbs.

“You’re welcome, darlin’,” he muttered as he smiled down at her. “Better than a first dance?”

“Definitely,” she replied, laying her head against his chest. Her hands slid over the smooth material of his tux, a soft hum leaving her. “You know… I’ve seen you in a lot of different outfits… but nothing beats this.”

“Well, right back at ya ‘cause this dress…” his hand slipped down her exposed back, his fingers running lightly over her skin, causing her to shiver, “only thing that gets better than this is you out of it.”

“Jay,” she giggled, slapping his chest lightly as she rolled her eyes.

“Just tellin’ you the truth, sweetheart,” he stated, winking.

Y/N felt her cheeks heating up as she glanced away from him. His Texan drawl always came out more once they were home with all of his friends and family, and she always loved the way it sounded, often giving her chills like it was in that moment.

“Almost wish we could sneak into our room and-” he started but she cut him off, pushing up on her tiptoes despite her heels and kissing him passionately.

“We just gotta hold on a few more hours, and then I’m all yours,” she reassured him.

He groaned, throwing his head back before he looked at her again. “Fine.”

Y/N chuckled at his impatience before she squealed as Jensen dipped her, bringing her back up and spinning her around, the next song much faster and upbeat.

They made their way around to talk to all their guests, ate, drank, and danced until their feet ached. As the night came to close around 1AM, they said their goodbyes to everyone. As they had decided not to have a huge wedding, they had also landed on staying at home rather than getting a hotel room. They would be leaving for their honeymoon in a few days, so their wedding night at home, in their own bed just felt right. As the last guests left and went back to their respective homes and hotels, Jensen bent down and picked Y/N up, one arm around her back, the other under her legs as he walked across the yard to the house, carrying her bridal style.

“Sticking to some traditions, I see,” she quipped, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Just a few,” he breathed, leaning in and kissing her, softly.

As he walked through the door and slid it closed with his foot, Y/N beamed as she saw a walkway of rose petals, no doubt leading to their bedroom. Jensen carried her across the room, moving through to their bedroom to find their bed covered in petals too, with candles lit and placed around the room. Gently, he placed her on her feet, the train of her dress falling over the carpet as she turned to him, wrapping her arms around him once more.

“So, who did you rope in to help with this?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Kim, Bri, Erin and Karen,” he replied, shrugging his shoulders, a cheeky smile on his face.

“Well… I better text them in the morning,” she muttered, leaning into him.

Jensen cupped her face in his hands, pressing his lips to hers in a searing kiss. Her hands combed up into the short strands of his hair, pulling him closer as the embrace deepened. Her hands moved down to his tux, pushing the jacket off his shoulders and beginning to work on his bow tie. His own hands slid down her smooth back, unzipping the short closure at the bottom. She pulled back slightly, her eyes darkened as she looked up at him, allowing him to pull the sleeves of her dress down. She moved the dress to her waist, letting it fall and pool around her feet, leaving her in just the lace white thong she wore.

“Fuck,” he groaned, hurrying to unbutton his shirt.

She unbuckled his trousers and pulled his belt through the loops, helping him get rid of his shirt and drop it on the floor along with the rest of their clothes. Pulling her into his arms, he moved them back towards the bed, laying her down on the soft covers, the aroma of the petals reaching her nose. Their lips molded together once more, the kiss just as passionate as before, his hands roaming over her body. His mouth followed soon after, trailing down her jaw and neck, leaving soft kisses and nips against her flesh. He kissed down her chest, his mouth closing over her right nipple as his fingers rolled the other between them, a long moan leaving her as she gripped his hair in her hands.

“God, Jay,” she whimpered, pushing herself closer to him.

His hand moved away from her breast, brushing over her skin as it trailed down, feeling how warm and soft she was. She pulled away from the kiss, looking up into his eyes as she cupped his face in her hands, smiling softly.

“I love you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I just… I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Me too,” she affirmed, her thumb stroking against his jaw.

“Definitely can’t wait to have a couple of kids runnin’ around here,” he confessed, his voice low and husky as he pecked her lips.

She hummed, feeling his hand move down between her legs, her breath hitching as he ran his fingers between her folds, no doubt feeling how wet she was already. She gasped as he moved them around her clit in slow circles, his lips hovering over hers.

“Nothing that says we can’t practice now,” she stated, a tremor in her voice as she felt his touch against her.

“Good,” he smirked, as he floated down her body.

She sighed softly as she felt his lips against her inner thigh, his fingers pulling her thong down her legs as he shifted back, taking it off her completely and throwing it over his shoulder. Moving back down between her legs, he smirked up at her as he pressed a kiss to the soft skin of her mound, dipping his head lower. Her legs widened as she cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples between her fingers.

“Jensen,” she gasped, a small smile appearing on her face.

He licked a long stripe up the length of her folds to her clit, his tongue slowly running circles over it. He placed her legs over his shoulders as he lay flat on the bed, his cock twitching against the sheets. He continued his ministrations in a slow pace, wanting to take his time because there was no other place to be than with each other.

“God,” she moaned, her hand moving down to his head, her fingers gripping his hair tight. “Just like that, so good…”

“Taste so fucking good, sweetheart,” he groaned, peering up at her as he pulled away slightly, kissing her thigh. “Can’t wait to have my cock deep inside you…”

“Fuck,” she huffed, looking down at him.

“Can’t wait to be inside you,” he stated, smirking mischievously. “Tell me where you want my cock, Y/N.”

His head moved back down, swiping his tongue over the bundle of nerves, as two of his fingers slowly slipped into her entrance, thrusting in and out, feeling her getting wetter as he continued.

“I want it inside me,” she moaned, her other hand continuing to palm her breast.

He circled the swollen nub a few more times, groaning as she tugged at his hair, wanting him to give her exactly what he was promising. He sat up, leaning in and kissing her, roughly as her other hand moved down to his shaft. She wrapped her fingers around his already hard length, pumping back and forth and rubbing her thumb over the head as her hand came up.

“Tell me again,” he ordered, his green eyes glazed over with arousal.

“I want your cock inside me,” she stated, softly, looking into his eyes. “I want it deep inside me, fucking me hard… making me feel so full.”

Y/N laid back as Jensen moved between her legs, smiling down at her as their eyes locked on each other, her arms wrapping around his neck as her feet hooked over the back of his thighs.

“Want my cum deep inside you, sweetheart?” he asked, pressing his forehead to hers. “Filling you up, huh?”

“Yeah,” she breathed, nodding frantically.

He lined up his dick to her entrance, pushing in slowly as a long groan left his lips, feeling her walls stretch around his shaft. He was buried deep within her, her arms wrapped around him tightly, a small smile on her face as she bit her lip. Jensen began to thrust back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of her as her walls clenched around him. He sank deep within her, the head pressing against her g-spot, a hummed moan leaving her as she bit down harder on her lip. His hips rolled against hers, causing her to whimper softly as she felt him inside her.

“S-So good,” she stuttered, gasping against his lips. “God, r-right there…”

“Love being inside you, darlin’,” he groaned, looking into her eyes. “Wanna cum deep inside you, fill you up.”

Her hands moved into his hair, her nails scraping slightly over his scalp as she looked deep into his eyes, a soft smile on her face, lifting her hips to met his with every thrust. Her strong gaze spurred him on, making him move deeper, wanting to feel every part of her.

“Oh fuck,” he grunted, dropping his head down to lean against hers. “So fucking perfect…”

Her walls continued to clench around his shaft, the head pressing deeper into the tight canal. They knew they wouldn’t last much longer, as Jensen began to thrust faster, a loud, long moan leaving her as she held onto him tightly.

“Jay,” she moaned loudly, nipping at his jaw as he lifted his head to look down at her.

“I know, darlin’, I know,” he whispered, smirking down at her. “Need me to cum deep inside you, don’t you?”

“Yeah, need it,” she whimpered, pushing his undulating hips further into hers. “Give it to me, give me that cum, fill me up…”

“Want that too, gorgeous,” he growled, the sound almost primal, leaning down and kissing her, sensually. Pulling away, he rested his forehead against hers, the grin never leaving his face. “Wanna fill you up, can’t wait to see you full and round with my babies.”

She cried out as she held onto him, her hands dropping onto his back, nails digging into his skin as she neared her release. Her breath fanned against his lips as she panted heavily, feeling her walls contract hard around his cock. The coil within her wound tighter, ready to snap at any moment.

“Come on, baby,” she urged him on, her eyes locked on his. “Give me your cum, want it deep inside me, filling me up, making me feel so full…”

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, smirking, as he breathed harshly. He could feel his release coming as his cock throbbed deep within her.

She hummed, squeezing the muscles of his back as she threw her head back against the pillows, a harsh, pleasured cry falling from her lips as she fell over the edge quicker than expected, her arousal covering his shaft. She watched as his neck strained back, his eyes shut tightly as he grunted, his hips faltering as he thrusted a few times. His cock pulsed deep within her, a guttural moan leaving him as spurts of his seed coated her walls as he came down from his high.

Jensen rolled off Y/N, both breathing heavily. Only a second passed before he reached for her, pulling her close and letting her rest her head on his chest. His hand slid up and down her arm soothingly, a soft moan coming from her as she snuggled into him. They didn’t move for a few minutes, but eventually found the energy to clean themselves, before finding their way back in bed, in the same position under the covers, the candles blown out and bathing the room in darkness.

“Did you ever think when we met that we’d be here?” she asked, her voice low in the stillness of the night. “Married, thinking of starting a family…”

“Yes,” he replied, not missing a beat as he spoke confidently. “I knew I wanted to see where things went with you as soon as I met you.”

“Really?” she questioned, pushing up on her elbow to look at him, as best as she could see him in the dark. “Our um… our first meeting wasn’t exactly conventional.”

He smirked, remembering that photoshoot day and everything that followed like it was yesterday. “Really. It doesn’t matter how things happened between us, I know I wanted more with you.”

She beamed, leaning in and kissing him, passionately. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he whispered, cupping her face and pulling her closer as he rolled them over, more than ready to go for round two.

Y/N knew Jensen was right. It didn’t matter how things had started between them, especially now that they had been through obstacles that had come in the way over the years, and came out on top of it all, stronger than ever.

They knew they would be forever grateful for her friend, that photoshoot, and that Red Hood suit that started it all.

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[gretavanbear]

Different Worlds - Jake Kiszka / Reader

[Notes:

I know. what the fuck why did she leave, girl u know for a fact i would still be in that room with him. sorry for the short chapter, it's past my bedtime rn anyways enjoyyyyy !]

Chapter 4 : Photoshoot

"Good morning, [y/n]!" Elizabeth beams as I step into her office. She had her hair down today, and she wore a big chunky cardigan which looked extremely soft. I greeted her in return and sat down at her desk with her. 

"So, today we're gonna walk around with the boys for some pictures, I thought it'd be some good promo! I found the perfect spot for some really nice pictures" She smiles and clasps her hands together. 

"That's a good idea! What would you like for me to do?" I ask, waiting to hear my tasks for the day. 

"Alright, so I know this isn't your job technically, but I wanted to try something for funsies today. There's this app called 'TikTok' where you basically take short videos and people can share them and react to them and stuff and I thought the fans would appreciate some content of the boys! We already set up the account and everything, you'd basically just have to take some videos of them" She smiles. 

"Oh! I love TikTok" I respond. "I'd love to do that! Sounds fun" I smile.

"Yes! I'm glad you're familiar with the app! So we're meeting the guys at the location later today, until then I can give you some paperwork and photocopies I'd need you to do?" She asks. I nod happily and do the work assigned to me. 

_ _ _ 

I step out of Elizabeth's car and am greeted by a sign for a national park. It was beautiful, it reminded me of the Banff national park. There was a huge lake and a little dock for people to stand on. The park was empty, I figured Elizabeth got to reserve it for a couple hours. There was a girl there with a big camera in her hands, the strap around her neck, she waved at Elizabeth and walked over to greet us. 

"Hi Liz!" She said, smiling. Liz and the photographer chatted quietly as I took in the beauty of the park. I pulled out my phone to take a couple pictures. I then hear the sounds of tires rolling on gravel, I turn around and am met with a black jeep. Out comes the 4 boys were all here for. I look at Jake first. It had been a week since our last encounter. I hadn't seen him since, only the rest of the band. He makes direct eye contact with me, not wasting any time with looking at the scenery behind me. He wore a black button down, unbuttoned until the middle of his chest. His skin looked so soft. He had dark grey pants and his dirty vans again. His hair loose yet held back by some sunglasses. His energy radiated onto me, he was so cool and I felt incredibly intimidated. He finally breaks the eye contact and takes in the view, I step away from his general direction and greet the band as a whole. I feel butterflies swarming my stomach as my mind races back to our last encounter. I shake my head quickly- hoping the thought makes it's way out of my head for now.

"The newbie is here!" Josh exclaims. I nod awkwardly. "Ready to be thrown into the lake aren't ya" He adds and Samuel laughs at his comment, the ice shaking in his iced coffee. 

"Josh I'm gonna start giving you the wrong time so you actually arrive on time. What's your excuse this time?" Elizabeth looks at him, with a slight sound of annoyance. 

"Sorryyyyyy Liz we were hungry, Sammy needed his coffee" Josh apologizes, taking Elizabeth's hands into his. She rolls her eyes playfully and forgives him, warning him not to be late again or she'll 'shave his precious head' as a consequence. 

"Alright guys so you know what's about to go down today, were gonna take a little hike and get some nice shots! I've given [y/n] the task to film a TikTok for us today, so just be yourselves and enjoy the walk! I unfortunately have another meeting I need to attend. [y/n], Josh will bring you back to the office later, okay?" Elizabeth announces, and then heads to her car. 

We decide to take the easiest trail possible. The boys even asked the park security which is the easiest one to take. We get our pictures and I film the TikTok as requested by Elizabeth. I started to feel more comfortable around the band, I spoke mostly with Josh since he was the most communicative one. Jake hadn't spoke to me at all today, I caught him looking at Josh and I couple times, but he'd look away as soon as I'd catch him. 

_ _ _

As we settle in the car, Josh asks everyone if they had their seatbelts on. I chuckle at his overprotectiveness and watch him start the car. He offered shotgun to me, so I could avoid "being in the back covered in the guys' filth" as he said it. His car was surprisingly clean, I don't know why but I expected him to be messy. Probably because his personality is very.. 'out there'.

"Hey Josh?" Jake finally speaks. I haven't heard him all day.

"What do you want" Josh asks, over exaggerating his annoyance towards his twin. i giggle at his performance.

"I'd love to listen to the demo we recorded last night, I want to see if I can make any changes." He says, explaining himself. My heart beats faster at the sound of his voice.

"Yeah sure." Josh responds. He plugs his phone into the aux cord of the car, scrolling through his recordings.

"[y/n], Jake has been going crazy over this song, he wrote it in one night he says! Crazy guy" He says, looking over at me and then in his rearview mirror- to make eye contact with Jake. The car starts backing up as Josh begins to drive us back to the studio, which was about a forty minute drive.  The song starts off with a bang, almost.. angry. I can hear Danny finger tapping his knees behind me, and I see Sam move his fingers to the beat of the song. I quickly look at Jake, and he's looking at me with a look I can't quite make out. Like he's scanning me or waiting for something. The first part of the song is amazing, talking about a fiery-type of love, something about a woman being a hearts desire. My heart is pounding, thinking Jake wrote this. Did he write it for me? I feel my fingers shake at the thought.

Until we get to the chorus. 

"Lover, Leaver, Taker, Believer'

Each word makes my heart sink deeper and deeper, dragging it out nice and slow just hurting me more and more. My throat feels tight and my mouth feels dry. I feel the tears start to make their way to my eyes. I don't bother listening to the rest of the lyrics, I just stare out the window until the song ends. Not letting Josh witness the tears coming out from the right side of my face. I wipe my tears- pretending I was just itchy.

"I think it's turning out really good, don't you think?" Jake asks. Josh hypes him up, and the band talks about the song some more until we arrive to the studio. I thank Josh for the ride back, trying my best to mask the hurt in my voice, and make my way quickly to my car. All I want right now is to cry and let it all out, let the pain that Jake has caused me out in the open. I think of the song he wrote about me, I think of the experience we shared. My vulnerability wasted, my first time; wasted. I gave him my all and he tainted it. I cry loudly in my hands, accidentally pressing my horn which causes a loud honk to come out of my car, alerting Josh and Jake, who were parked only a couple parking spots away from mine. Jake makes eye contact with me, but all I can do is back up and drive away.

Away from him.

Leaving him, once again.

[dannythedog]

You're In and Out of Fashion - Sam Kiszka x Reader

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!! They will reopen soon :)

~

You were proud of the work you had done. It had been an extremely hectic week, but you managed to pull everything together. Being the stylist for Greta Van Fleet was so much fun, but could be very taxing. You had gotten all of the pieces together and sent away for alterations, but some had gotten lost in inventory or others ripped. Luckily you could do a handful of things with sewing and had extra articles of clothing lying around.

"Oh, dearest Y/N!" Josh called once he entered the building they'd be having their big photoshoot in. "Make me even prettier."

With a light laugh you shoved him in the direction of the makeup artists. "That's their job. Don't get my outfits dirty!" One by one each of the guys greeted you, slowly shuffling past with tiredness in their eyes. No one had as much energy as Joshua.

"Hey, Y/N," Sam smiled sleepily, pulling you into a side hug. You tried to not let your cheeks burn. You took your job very seriously and wanted to remain as professional as possible, but the youngest Kiszka made your heart flutter.

"Hiya, Sammy. Perk up! We've gotta get this photoshoot going!" You ushered him to the dressing room where the rest of the guys had begun putting on their outfits.

"Oh my god, I look damn good in this!" Danny exclaimed, admiring himself in the mirror. "You're a genius, Y/N."

You smiled and shrugged a little. "Well it helps that I have such great models."

As they dressed, you flitted around helping with various things. Zipping Josh's jumpsuit, rolling Jake's sleeves, fixing any buttons that popped. You were determined to make them look their best.

"Y/N? Can you put these necklaces on me? My fingers keep slipping." You turned to see Sam holding up three necklaces, finally all dressed in his suit and looking dapper as ever. You walked over as he turned around, lifting his pretty locks out of the way for you. You carefully did the clasps around his neck, taking your time so you could be close to him for a little longer. Your fingers brushed his neck and goosebumps rose in their trail.

Sam dropped his hair and turned to you, a little smile on his lips. "That tickled," he giggled lightly.

Before you could apologize, they were being whisked away by the photographer. You felt a little dizzy. Sam left you feeling weak in the knees, but this was your job. You had to think rationally.

You watched as the photographer worked his magic. You paid careful attention to the outfits, making sure nothing ripped or looked off. As much as you needed to focus, you felt tingly as you watched Sam. His serious eyes when they needed an intense picture, silliness at other times. You had to be close to him again.

Digging around in your bag, you found a thin piece of fabric that matched perfectly with Sam's suit. "Excuse me," you approached the photographer. "Can I add this to an outfit really fast?"

The man glanced at his watch and nodded his head. "Yeah, I think we need a little break anyways."

The crew and the other boys dispersed, looking for food or various activities to partake in, but you held Sam's gaze. "I just want to see of this looks good," you said quietly, beginning to delicately place the fabric around his neck like a scarf. His gaze was on you, and his breath fanned across your face. Gentle touches were brushed across his neck as you adjusted the makeshift scarf, and you swore he got closer to you.

"Does it look good?" he said almost in a whisper.

"I don't think so," your voice shook. Was there actually tension, or was it just your imagination? "I'd rather see those necklaces."

Grabbing the scarf once more, you slowly pulled it off, running your fingers along the base of his throat as you did so. He grabbed your wrist, and you dropped the scarf, finally looking into his eyes. He gingerly brought your hand to his face, fingertips pressing lightly to his cheek. "You're really pretty," he mumbled, holding his palm to the back of your hand. You watched his eyes linger on your lips, making butterflies hatch in your stomach.

You grabbed at his suit jacket with your free hand and pulled him flush to you, giving him the permission he needed. Carefully, he brought his face to yours, lips barely brushing. "Needed this so bad," he murmured before pressing his lips to yours. It was soft and sweet, and honestly, you really needed this too. He let his lips linger for a moment before pulling away, eyes sparkling and full of hope.

"Are you free tomorrow? There's this little café not too far from here that reminds me of you. I'd love to take you."

You nodded your head eagerly, chest tightening with excitement. "I'd love to go with you. Will you kiss me again before we have to get back to work?" You felt slightly silly asking, but you were dying to have his lips on yours again.

He gave you the cheekiest smile before pulling you in again. Just as sweet as before, but a little more needy.

"Thank god!" Jake yelled through a mouthful of croissant. "I was so sick of watching you two dance around each other! Puppy love makes me sick."

[thewritetofreespeech]

Hiii! I don't know if your requests are open. But i would still like to request one. I would a knb one where the gom+kagami gfs wore a skirt(which shrunk during washing and had no choice but to wear it) and every time they bent, their patience are tested until they couldn't take it anymore. Their s/o completed obvious to the attention they are getting from others.

GOM Boys + Kagami and Short Skirt Reader (f!reader)

Akashi

“[Y/N]-chan, lets go in here.” You pause in your walk with Akashi around town, spending the lovely outside, in front of a pose looking clothing store.

“Here? Why?”

“I thought you might like to buy something in here.” He replied with a soft smile.

“Oh...Akashi-kun...I don’t know. It looks awfully expensive.”

“It’s my treat.” He countered. The corners of his soft smile becoming strained. “I’ll get you anything you want.”

“I appreciate it Akashi-kun, but I couldn’t let you do that. Spending money on me like that would make me feel uncomfortable.”

“[Y/N] please.” Now not only were the corners of his mouth strained, but his voice as well. “I’m trying to put this as delicately as possible but, you’re skirt is too short.” You blink at Akashi. Not expecting that, nor did you really think your skirt was that short. Sure you’d had it since middle school but... “It’s incredibly distracting, and not just for me.” His mouth scrunched in an unflattering frown before it softened again. Those beautiful crimson eyes darting to the left, sending a pack of boys running off. “So please, let me buy you a new skirt or outfit. You look beautiful in anything, so you don’t need a short skirt like that to get my attention.”

That hadn’t been your intention in wearing the skirt today and you blush. “Well....ok.” It was always really hard to argue with him.

Akashi bought you a new outfit in the store; you dare not look at the price tags. You continue on your date hand in hand. Your skirt you had thrown in the shopping bag after changing mysteriously vanishing when you got home.

Aomine

The bell for second period ending chimed, and was soon drowned out by the sound of students shuffling through the halls. You were about to join them to your next class when Ryo asked if you’d seen Aomine. He wasn’t in class, apparently, and he took it upon himself to collect his teammate’s assignments to pass them on to him.

Such a nice guy.

You look towards the window, where the sun was shinning brightly, and sighed. “I’ll give them to him.” You knew exactly where he was.

Climbing the stairs to the roof, you of course find Aomine there. Stretched out like a cat in the warm sun, dozing the day away in the fresh air. 

“Honestly Aomine, you couldn’t even make it to second period?”

The tall, tan basketball star opened his eyes slowly from his cat nap and grinned at you. "What up with your skirt?”

Your cheeks turn red and you tried to futilely pull the front down. “I-I-It shrunk in the wash! The school was supposed to get me a new one but they didn’t have my size!”

“Nah. Keep it. I like this one much better.” His grin grew wider. “Did you wear those blue panties just for me today? Since it’s my favorite color?”

Your blush deepened and your growled at your boyfriend. You swing your arm to swat at his propped up knee but he caught your wrist and pulled you down. Forcing you to fall haphazardly on top of him; just like he planned.

“A-Aomine! Q-Quit it!”

“Nope. No can do.” He replied. His hand on your thigh. “I held out as long as I could. You can’t expect me not to react when you wear your battle panties in front of me.”

Needless to say, neither of you made it to third period.

Kagami

Another lively afternoon at Serin basketball practice. You were sitting on the bleachers, watching your friends and boyfriend, play 2-on-2 games around the court for training. You would cheer Kagami and some of the others on. Doing your part to motivate the team as your way to show support.

Riko finally blew her whistle to call for a break and the team let out a collective sigh of relief.

“H-H-Here!” You look put at Kagami when he came up to you, cheeks flushed, holding out his warm up jacket. “Put it on!”

“I...uh..thanks Kagami-kun. But I’m not cold.” You assume that why he gave it to you.

“It’s not that! Just put it on! Don’t worry. It’s not dirty or anything.”

“Um...ok. But why?” 

“Don’t worry about it!” He snapped. “Just put it on!”

You frown and grumble a little, before you demand, “no. Not until you tell me why.”

Kagami grumbled himself and looked away. “....your skirt....” He said it so quietly that you have to give a little ‘hn?’ and he repeated, “your skirt. It keeps riding up when you cheer. I can’t practice right.....”

You blink in confusion, then blush. You hadn’t thought about your skirt coming up when you cheered. Now you felt embarrassed.

You took his jacket and put it on. Obviously swimming in it with your boyfriend’s large frame, which was good for once because it fell past your skirt for coverage. “Is this better Kagami-kun?”

The red head’s eyes went a little wide, and his cheeks darked to almost the shade of his hair. “N-N-No!” He exclaimed, taking you by surprise, before he looked away and scratched his head. “Now you look even cuter......”

Kise

“It was so nice of manager-san to give me this skirt. I can’t believe I own something from a designer now!”

Kise grumbled beside you as you left his photoshoot. His hand attached to yours squeezing it tighter as you walked. “Kise-kun? Is something wrong?”

The blonde seemed to realize that he was frowning, and quickly bounced back to his jovial self. “What? Oh, no. Nothing’s wrong [Y/N]-cchi. Just tired I guess.” You give a suspicious hum at Kise. Knowing that when he did 180s like this that something really was wrong.

“Kise, you know you can tell me anything. If something wrong, just tell me.”

“It’s....your skirt.” He finally confessed. Looking slightly to the left, away from you. “I’m all for fashion, and it was really nice of manager-san to give it to you, but....it’s too short. And I didn’t want to say anything because I sound like a cranky old man, but it’s true! [Y/N]-cchi’s perfect legs are only for me! I don’t want anyone else to see them!”

You snicker at Kise’s outburst. He could really be so silly sometimes.

“If you didn’t want me to wear it, then why didn’t you say anything.”

“I didn’t want to insult manager-san.” He told you. “He’s helped a lot with my career. And he really was being so nice to you. Plus, green is not my color.” Meaning he was jealous.

You giggle again and lean up to give him a kiss. “Lets head back to my place then and I’ll take it off. I’ll put on something more ‘appropriate’ for you.”

“Or....maybe don’t.” His hand squeezed yours again, only this time his face held on to a bright grin when he looked at you.

“We’ll see.”

Kuroko

You fiddle with the charm on your phone as you head down the street, leaving your apartment to go meet Kuroko.

He was supposed to meet you at your house, but when you didn't see him outside you just assumed that he got mixed up and went to the bookstore you had been planning to go to instead. Boys could be so spacey sometimes.

"Short," you jump a little at the sound behind you, seeing Kuroko there. "Your skirt is short."

"K-Kuroko-kun! Don't scare me like that! Wait....what?" It took you a minute to process what Kuroko was saying, being startled like that. "My skirt is too short?"

"Yes." Kuroko replied in his normal, soft tone, with a little nod. "It's too short."

You grumble a little and stamp your foot. "Who are you to tell me my skirt is too short??"

"No one I guess. But, I'm your boyfriend." He said. As if you needed to be reminded. "And I don't like other people staring at you, [Y/N]-kun." You blink once back at him. You hadn't noticed anyone staring. Nor had you noticed the slight tightening in Kuroko's fist until now. "It's why I've been following behind you for a while now. To keep your butt safe."

You let out a startled squeal and swat Kuroko in the arm as your cheeks turn red. "D-Don't say stuff like that!" You scold while he rubbed his arm. But...maybe he was right. Maybe it was too short. "Fine. Follow me home and I'll go change."

"Right behind you." Kuroko said with a smirk as he came along.

Midorima

‘Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!’ You repeated over and over in your mind as you sprinted in a mad dash towards school.

You alarm hadn’t gone off, and it was honestly a miracle you had woken up even remotely close to the time with just enough time to make it out the door in a panic. If you some how made it to school on time you would never forget to set your alarm again!!

Cresting the hill, you see the gates to the school coming into view. And, more importantly, Midorima standing there. He was always on time, so he must have been waiting for you. Your heart swelled at the thought of it, and it gave you the extra boost to run fast towards him.

“Midorima-kun!”

“Don’t shout. In any case why are you so -- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?!?!”

You come to an abrupt halt in front of your boyfriend. Not expecting that response when you got close to him. “W-What? My uniform?”

“That’s not your uniform! That skirt is too short!”

You look down and turn about as red as Midorima was as you realize the skirt you had pulled out of your closet was your middle school uniform skirt. Not your high school one. They looked close enough in color you hadn’t noticed, and thought the ‘breeze’ was from you running. Could this day get any worse!!

There was movement out of the corner of your eye and you look up from your moping to see a field of green being offered to you. “The Oha Asa is never wrong.”

“M-Midorima-kun.....” You feel like you’re about to cry as you take the scarf and wrap it around your waist. This would do, for now. At least until you could get to your gym locker after first period.

“Let’s go. We’ll be late for class.”

You smile at Midorima and fall in beside him as you head to class. Spirts lifted. Maybe you should listen to the Oha Asa more too.

Murasakibara

"What is the process called when an animal reproduces with itself? Is it A) Biomorphic reproduction? B) Symbiotic reproduction? Or C) Asexual reproduction? ....Mura-kun....? Mura-kun? Are you even listening to me?!"

"Ccccccaaaannnn'ttt...." Murasakibara whined from his place across from you at the table. Looking rather comical scrunched up like that.

"Jeez Mura-kun. I offer to help you study. The least you can do is pay attention."

"Ehh.... I can't. [Y/N]-chin is trying to seduce me."

"W-What??"

The towering teen smirked before he licked the potato chip salt off his fingers, then tugged at the hem of your skirt. "[Y/N]-chin's legs look like tasty mochi. I can't resist."

Your cheeks turn pink and you bat his hand away before returning to your book. "Y-Your...You're not going to get out of this so easy Murasakibara-kun! You need to study!"

Murasakibara frowned with a low hum of disappointment before retuning to his potato chips. "I'd rather have mochi......"

[sundaysundaes]

Whispers

Lee Donghyuck/Haechan X Reader | Smut, Fluff | 5k | Idol AU

Summary: Donghyuck has been busy promoting his new album and no matter how much he misses you, he can’t see you in person due to his schedules. Desperate for your touch, he begins to call you late at night.

Warnings: Phone sex, masturbation (male and female), dirty talk (but is it still called ‘dirty talk’ if Donghyuck is just being honest and saying whatever that comes to his mind?), no plot with a lot of dialogues

The vibration of your iPhone wakes you up from your dream. Being thrown back so suddenly to reality makes you feel slightly lightheaded but it’s all worth it the second you see his name written on your screen. Rubbing your eyes away from sleep, you answer his call, “Hyuck?”

“Hey, Noona.” The airiness of his honeyed voice sounds familiar and pleasant in your ears that it instantly paints a smile on your face. “Did I wake you?”

You refrain yourself from yawning. “Yeah, I fell asleep reading.” Narrowing your eyes irritatedly at the brightness of the fluorescent light hanging on your ceiling, you decide to switch it off and uses the dim glow of the bedside lamp instead.

“What time is it?” He gasps when he notices the time on his screen. “Three AM?! Shit, I didn’t realize it was this late. Sorry.” 

“It’s fine, I shouldn’t be sleeping anyway. I still have to work on my papers, so it’s actually good that you woke me up.” You nuzzle close to the pillow, holding your phone to your ear with one hand, blinking sleepily. “Did you just get back from schedule?”

“Yeah.” He sighs wearily. “I’m dead tired right now. I wish I could just take a day off, you know? I mean, performing is fun, but promoting a new album can be so hectic. I’ve only been sleeping for, like, two hours per day since last week.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” You bring the teddy bear he’d given you on your birthday close to your chest, pretending like you were embracing him. “I wish you could take some days off, too.”

“Yeah?” Somehow, he sounds like he’s smiling. “Then do what?”

“I don’t know, play games, I guess? Or just lie around in bed, doing nothing.”

“I’d rather be doing something, actually.” He chuckles softly, a hint of teasing in his voice. “Or someone.” 

“Gross,” you retort but you can feel your lips curving upwards. “It’s okay if you want to rest, Hyuck. You don’t have to force yourself to call me every day. Your health should be your number one priority.”

“What, you don’t want me to call you?”

You freeze. “Of course I want you to call me. I just—”

“I thought you’d be excited to hear my voice.”

The sudden bitterness in his tone makes you sit up from the bed, eyebrows adjoined in confusion. “What—Hyuck—”

“You know what?” He exhales loudly. “You’re right, I shouldn’t have called. It’s late anyway.“

“Can you please just listen—”

“I’m tired. Let’s just talk tomorrow.”

“But—”

“I’m hanging up.”

“Hyuck—” But you’re only answered by silence when the line gets disconnected. You stare at your phone, eyes wide in disbelief. 

What the hell just happened?

Upset and vexed, you dial his number. You wait with your jaw clenched until he picks up on the fourth ring. “Can’t you listen to me for one second?!” Not sure if it’s because of the drowsiness or exhaustion, but you find yourself shouting even before he says anything. “Of course, I want you to call me, you idiot! It’s the only thing I’ve been waiting all day. Every day, Hyuck, I wait for your call every day. I keep catching myself checking on my phone every ten minutes, waiting for your texts, wanting to call you. I miss you, of course, I miss you—you’re—” You turn stiff when you hear him cackling from the other side of the phone. “Are you laughing?”

“I’m sorry.” His laughter is contagious but you put up your best effort not to get infected. “You’re so cute when you get all riled up. Isn’t it obvious that I was just joking?”

“Right. I’m hanging up.” 

“Wait, Noona—” You listen to him with your eyes throwing ice daggers to the wall. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise.” There’s a small pause where you’re too irritated to talk and he’s too unsure to start but he tries. “So, like… you miss me?”

“Not right now.”

“Aaw, come on, I was just messing around.” You can imagine him puckering his lips, batting his eyelashes for forgiveness. “Please, tell me. Tell me how much you miss me.”

You throw yourself back to the bed, huffing. “I don’t think I want to.”

“You get cuter when you’re angry, you know that?” He sighs to the air. “Aaah… I miss you. I miss you so much, Noona, you don’t even know. Probably more than you miss me.”

I don’t think that’s possible. “Of course,” you reply, holding back a smile from breaking on your face. “Since I only miss you a little bit.”

“A little bit?”

“A tiny, tiny bit. On second thought, maybe I don’t miss you at all.”

“Is that so?” You can tell he’s exhausted by the way he lets out his chuckle, but it doesn’t mean it’s less sincere. “It really has been a while since we last saw each other, hasn’t it?”

You nod to yourself. “Four months.”

“You keep count, huh?” His teasing tone makes you flushed. “Love me that much, do you?”

“Around four months,” you correct him, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible when the truth is, you can practically hear your heart hammering against your ribcages. “Or maybe three? Five? I don’t know.”

“Why are you so cute? Seriously, how can you be this cute?” Donghyuck sits on the edge of his bed, lips forming so widely that it nearly splits his face in half. When his chuckles have receded, his eyes begin to soften. “I love you, Noona. You know that, right?”

People might be thinking about how lucky you are to have a member of one of the most prestigious boybands in the world confessing his love for you at 3 AM, but honestly? You’re just so grateful for the fact that Lee Donghyuck, a boy who stole your heart nearly a decade ago when you were too young to even understand the word love, finally realized that your entire relationship with him was deeper than a mere friendship. It took years for both of you to finally gain enough bravery to act out your feelings, especially when he managed to shine brighter than you could ever imagine being. You were afraid of it—afraid that you would be burnt by his fame, afraid that he would discard you for he had everything and you only had him. But Donghyuck didn’t want anything. He only wanted you.

You love him. You’ve been loving him for as long as you can remember so hearing him say the words, no matter how often he has mentioned it already, still sparks fire through your veins. You’ll never admit that out loud, though.

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot these days,” he sheepishly adds. 

“More than you think about yourself?” You snort. “I’m shocked.”

“Eeyyy, I’m serious.” The sound of your giggle makes him sigh, longing to hear it in person. “I wish I could be with you right now. I thought about you a lot during today’s photoshoot too.” He lies down on the bed, running a hand through his hair. “I thought about our last date. About that red dress you wore. Man, you looked so cute in that dress.”

You half-buried your face in the pillow, heat blossoming on your cheeks. “Now this is the topic I like to talk about.”

Donghyuck scrunches up his nose. “Aren’t you gonna say I looked nice too that day?”

Even the slightest thought of him—any version of him, whether it was him dressing handsomely on a date or him waking up in the morning with a bird’s nest on his head—never fails to send butterflies swirling in your stomach, but again, you’ll never admit that out loud. “Meh,” you jeer, even adding a shrug when you know he won’t be able to see. “Could’ve dressed better. I mean, ripped jeans? Really?”

“Yah, yah, yah. You said I looked good wearing those jeans!”

“We were going to a fancy restaurant and I wore a semi-formal dress, Hyuck. They just didn’t match my outfit. They didn’t match anyone’s outfit there, really.”

“Really? You’re gonna say that? Even after you spent the whole night stealing glances at me with drool on your face?”

You wish you could say he was lying, but you indeed spent the entire night drooling at him over the sight of his black leather jacket and the way his jeans just wrapped his thighs so perfectly. “I have lost interest in this topic.” It’s for the best before you combust into flames. “Where are you right now?”

“Back at the dorm.” He softly yawns. “In my room.”

“Alone?”

“Yep, since Johnny-hyung is filming out of town.” When you stay quiet, unsure of what to say, Donghyuck grins mischievously. “Why, do you wanna sneak in? I think I can afford to lose some sleep tonight, if you know what I mean.”

Flustered, you retort, “After Johnny caught us cuddling last time? No way.”

“Yeah, about that,” Donghyuck says a little awkwardly, “After you went home he said to me that he heard the whole thing—”

“What do you mean the whole thing?” The horror in your face and your voice is clear.

“I meant, the whole thing. Us having sex and stuff.”

You could practically feel the exact moment when your soul is leaving your body, but Donghyuck continues as if he’s simply talking about getting caught cheating during a test. “But it’s okay, he’s cool. He’s got my back.”

“Oh my God.” You nearly faint. “I will never show my face in front of your roommate, ever again.”

“Yeah, about that—“

“Are you fucking kidding me, Hyuck—”

“Jaehyun-hyung heard us too.”

“What?!”

“And he told Mark-hyung about it later on, and that’s the reason why I had this bump on my head for three days.” Donghyuck pouts, rubbing the back of his head, lean fingers carding through soft brown locks. “He hit me with a book, lecturing me about bringing you to the dorm as if he never did that himself.”

Not trying to overreact about it, but you’re suffocating by this point. “Why are you so chill about this?!”

“They heard us having sex, not murdering the innocents.” He rolls his eyes but seems amused at your reaction. “To be honest, I hear a lot of stuff happening in our dorm that I’m sure you don’t wanna know. Like, a lot a lot. Way worse than what I did with you.”

“And does Taeyong know about this?”

“Taeyong-hyung needs his beauty sleep so we agreed not to tell him stuff.”

“I feel sorry for him.”

“I just feel sorry he’s not part of our antics.” Donghyuck shrugs, kicking off his shoes and socks before he leans against the headboard. “How about you? Are you alone?”

“Yeah.” You heavily sigh, still feeling quite dizzy after hearing the truth he just blurted out. “My roommate’s gone for the weekend.”

“Oh…” He taps his fingers against his stomach, a weird feeling swirling inside his chest as a thought begins to form. “That’s… great…”

Donghyuck’s tongue lays heavy in his mouth, suddenly loses the ability to form a simple conversation as his mind begins to focus entirely on something else. It all started that one night when he pretended to be asleep, when in fact, he was listening to his roommate, Johnny, speaking to his girlfriend in hushed whispers. The way the older man was chuckling to his phone was suspicious, and the more he tried to listen intently, the more he realized that Johnny wasn’t conversing. He was giving orders with a voice thick with seduction. The sensual words Johnny used made Donghyuck’s ears turn scarlet, and he buried his face deeper behind his blanket. Since then, the curiosity within him has been rising more and more, nearly suffocating him sometimes when he desperately yearned for your touch but his schedule never let him take a goddamn break.

Not knowing the dirty thoughts that flit across his mind, you carry on your conversation like usual. “I guess, but it does get lonely sometimes when she’s not around. I actually like having a roommate.” The sandalwood aroma from your diffuser, combined with his velvety voice, comforts you and you’re finally able to relax. “Have you been eating well? I’ve been craving for strawberry—” 

“What are you wearing?”

“—pancakes—what?”

“I…” Donghyuck heaves out a heavy breath, biting the corner of his lip, unsure yet not ready to give up on his desire. “I just… I was wondering—Are you wearing pajamas?”

“Umm…” The way he asks about it sends heat rising to your cheeks. He doesn’t sound as innocent as the words he uses. You look down, fingers curling at the hemline of your clothes. “I’m wearing one of your shirts, actually.”

Donghyuck throws his head back, eyes tightly shut as he curses silently into the air, his phone pressed against his chest. The sight of you wearing his oversized shirt has been one of his most recurring fantasies and not being able to see you, but knowing that you are wearing his shirt, kills him. 

“Hyuck?”

Donghyuck brings his phone back to his ear. “Sorry, there was a… Mark.” He mentally slaps himself on the head. 

“There was a Mark?”

“I mean, Mark-hyung was here—but he just left so—" 

“Are you drunk again?”

“No!” Donghyuck rubs his temple. This is not going well, he shouts in his mind. “Why—” He winces when he hears his voice crack. Clearing his throat, he tries again. “Why are you wearing my shirt?”

Because it smells like you and it helps me sleep better. “Just because,” you quietly mumble, eyes locked to the ceiling. “Why are you asking me this exactly?”

“Just because,” he mimics. His breathing sounds more prominent as if he’s in the same room, only a few inches away from your ear. It’s the reason why you enjoy talking to him this way instead of taking video calls. You can focus solely on his honeyed voice, almost like a lullaby to your ears. “Can you tell me…” he continues, laced with both hesitation and anticipation, “What else you're wearing?”

“Umm…” You take a deep breath, trying to keep yourself composed. “I don’t think I want to say.”

“Please, Noona.” The sudden desperation in his plead startles you as if he’s losing control of himself, little by little. He seems to notice that too because when he speaks again, it’s steadier, almost formal. “I just… I want to know. If that’s okay.”

“Well…” You curl your toes. “Aside from your shirt, I’m…” Just say it, for God’s sake. He’s your boyfriend. He’s seen you naked. “I’m only wearing my panties.”

There’s a pause that makes your heart thump. “Not, uhh…” Donghyuck wets his lip. “Not even a bra?”

You fiddle with your fingers. “N-no.”

“Fuck.”

You nearly drop your phone. The guttural groan he just emitted from the back of his throat catches you off guard. “Hyuck..?”

“Noona, there’s—” Donghyuck sits up straight, nails nearly sinking to his jean-clad thigh. “There’s something I want to try.” There’s a sense of urgency mixed with minimum self-control. “I-if you don’t mind…”

You know where this is going. “What is it?”

“Just—Just follow my lead, okay?”

You shakily nod your head. When he calls out your name again, you remember that you have to say it in words. “Okay.”

“Can you…” Donghyuck’s heart is beating out of control.  His mind desperately tries to answer how the fuck do I start this?! “Can you, umm, lie down on the bed for me?”

You can tell he’s nervous and it’s both reassuring and endearing to know that he’s never done this with anyone else before and probably not mentally ready to do it with you, but tries to go all the way because he knows both of you need to find a way to release all of these pent-up emotions. 

You follow his order. “I’m…” You take a deep breath so your voice won’t tremble too much. “I’m lying on my bed.”

Donghyuck always takes a few seconds before answering, as if he’s battling inside his head as he tries to sort out his thoughts. “Is your light turned on?”

“Yes.”

“Turn it off.”

You switch off the button on your bedside lamp. “Okay, it’s off.”

“Okay, mine too.” Then all you can hear is his slightly ragged breathing. “It’s… a bit awkward, isn’t it?” He chuckles nervously, followed by an inaudible, “Fuck, why am I so nervous,” as he’s straying away from the phone. 

A smile paints your lips. “You’re adorable.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” 

When silence strikes, Donghyuck scratches his cheek. “Do you… want to know what I’m wearing?”

You gulp. “S-sure.”

“Well…” Donghyuck takes a look at himself. “I’m wearing a denim jacket, a white shirt, a pair of jeans—I just got back from a photoshoot so—”

So he must look good. “Take them off.”

He’s probably as startled as you are when you hear the words tumbling down your mouth. But even if he is as embarrassed as you are, he doesn’t make it as obvious. “Sure.” A rustling sound can be heard, and you let your imagination wander. You can tell he’s taking off his jacket and soon, his shirt will follow. Donghyuck would always take his shirt off by grabbing the fabric from the back and yank it over his head, instead of crossing his arms at his waist. There’s something masculine about it, but you tend to get more distracted at the way his muscles would contract in his lean stomach. His silver necklace would dangle around his neck, and he’d smirk whenever he caught you staring at him for a second too long. 

“My shirt’s off,” he quietly states, snapping you out of your reverie. “Now take yours off—wait! Wait. Leave it on. I want to imagine you wearing my shirt. Just take off your panties.”

“I’m—” It’s so damn hard to focus when you feel so ashamed just by hearing his instructions. “Okay…” Your fingers are quivering when they slide down your stomach, thumb hooking around the hem before you pull your lingerie down to the middle of your thighs.

“Lie down,” he whispers, “Prop a pillow behind your back. Are you comfortable?”

“Y-yeah, just…” You sigh, head going dizzy. “Embarrassed.”

The airy laughter that flows from his mouth is too innocent to be heard in this kind of situation. “So cute. Me too, actually. I’ve never done this before.” When his chuckles have receded, the nervousness grows vivid in his voice once again. “Do you, umm... Do you want to stop?”

You’re supposed to say yes, or at least a bit conflicted about it, so it shocks you when you immediately answer, “No,” without hesitation.

“Thank God.” Donghyuck sighs, smiling softly against the phone. “‘Cause I wouldn’t know what to do if you said yes.” He unbuckles his belt with one hand, taking it off as his heartbeat soars through the roof. “Then, umm… can you spread your legs? As wide as you can.”

You feel so exposed even when no one is looking. Following his guidance, you question, “What about you? What are you doing?”

“I’m…” Donghyuck swallows hard, looking down at the way his hand is pressing against his semi-hardness. “I’m rubbing myself over my pants.”

Fuck, you mentally groan. “Why aren’t you touching yourself directly?”

“Cause I want to wait for you.” He has his eyes closed, hand slipping under the hemline of his jeans, stroking himself over his boxer. “I want to picture you rubbing your fingers on your clit. I want to hear you moan my name when you do.”

Oh my God. “Then guide me,” you plead. There’s something so irresistibly sexy about him touching himself while picturing you pleasuring yourself with your fingers. “Tell me what to do, Hyuck.”

He runs his tongue over his lower lip. The excitement of being able to act as a puppeteer, tugging on your strings, sends all blood rushing south. “Can you push your shirt up? Don’t take it off, just—” He exhales, taking a moment to collect himself after a certain obscene thought of you touching yourself entered his mind. “Just make sure it’s not in the way.”

“Okay.” You grip the hemline of your shirt, pulling it up until it pools above your chest. “Now, what?” 

“I want you to touch your breasts.” You’re more aroused by his breathy voice and lustful tone than embarrassed at this point. “Imagine me, Noona,” Donghyuck whispers, and he sounds so close, as if he’s lying down next to you. “Imagine me with my hands on you, caressing your breasts. Can you do that?”

You squeeze your breast, mumbling out a weak, “Yes…” The memory of Donghyuck, embracing you from behind, his naked chest pressed against your spine, hot mouth lazily pressing wet kisses against your nape suddenly comes alive in your mind. You still remember how sexy he sounded moaning out your name as he rocked his hips forward, his fingers exploring around your chest, rubbing and pinching at a certain spot to make you press closer to him in desperation for more of his touch. 

“Suck on your fingers, make them wet, then bring them back down.” Donghyuck’s hips are bucking against his hand, his fingers tugging his zipper down. “Imagine my mouth latching on your nipple, sucking it the way I always do. The way you like me to do.” 

You bring your fingers to your mouth, coating two of them with saliva before you bring them back down to pinch your sensitive bud. With your eyes closed and his heavy breathing in your ear, the wet sensation of your fingers gives you a clear image of his tongue flicking against your nub. 

“Tell me how you feel.”

“It’s not enough,” you croak out, “I want to feel you directly on my skin.”

Donghyuck takes a sharp breath. “You don’t even know how much I want to be there and touch you.” The way his voice suddenly becomes deep sends shivers down your spine. “I want to suck bruises on your skin. I want to mark you everywhere, again and again, so the bruises will last for days. I want you to remember me every time you see yourself in the mirror.”

You sheepishly smile, though your heart is still racing. “I always remember you even without that, Haechannie.”

The sudden change of his name warms his heart. “I wish you’re the only one who calls me that. You make my stage name sounds better, special. I could have thousands of people screaming my name but none of them makes me feel the way you do.” As he slides his hand under his boxer, finally making direct contact with his skin, Donghyuck becomes desperate once again. “Bring your other hand down. I want you to touch yourself, Noona, please.”

You slide your hand between your legs, tentatively rubbing yourself between your folds. “Hyuck…”

“Does it feel good?”

You nod, eyes shut, and your mind wanders. “Yes…”

“Rub your clit for me. And imagine I’m doing that with my tongue.”

You can picture him with his head between your legs so perfectly behind your closed eyelids. He has done it several times and you remember how he would always start slow, placing open-mouthed kisses on the inner part of your thigh before dipping his head down and swipe his tongue along your folds—all the while never breaking eye-contact. He would press a kiss against your clit, and lick you slowly because he’d want you to beg for it. He never directly told you but you could tell he liked being in control because the second you whispered “Please, Hyuck,” he would immediately indulge you with everything you wanted and more. 

Donghyuck would suck hard on your clit, doing it so suddenly that you’d nearly crush him by wrapping your legs too tightly around his head. Amazed and delighted by your reaction, he would break into a smile with his tongue still darting out to taste you, mouth pressing harder against your skin until he plunged his tongue inside your heat.

You moan out his name at the memory, directly to the phone.

“Fuck, baby, you sound so perfect…” Donghyuck nearly whimpers and the word baby stirs something within you as he never called you that before.

“Call me like that again…” You rub yourself harder on the spot you like the most. “Please, Hyuck…”

“Baby…” Donghyuck’s fingers are curling harder around his length, pumping himself in accordance to every gasp and moan you’re emitting. “I wish I could see you—I wish I could lock my eyes with yours as I eat you up. I want to see your face, every single expression you make—I bet you look so cute, so goddamn... erotic.”

Your hold around your phone loosens but fortunately for you, the pillow pressing against it keeps it close to your ear. “Touch yourself,” you breathily murmurs, “I want you to touch yourself too.”

“I am, baby,” Donghyuck softly moans, his fingers tightening around his length. “What else do you want me to do?”

“I want you to stroke yourself harder and run your thumb over your slit.” Donghyuck zealously follows, cursing under his breath at the pleasure. “And I want you to keep doing it until my name escapes your lips.”

“God, I want you.” He repeats your name over and over again, as ordered, with him stroking himself faster each time. “Noona, I want your mouth on me. I want to see you hollow your cheeks around me—like how you did to me when we were backstage, that time after the concert. You looked so pretty that night, so eager—so desperate for me—”

“Me too. I want to make you feel good too. I—” You nip at your bottom lip, feeling goosebumps creeping up your skin when he moans out your name. You’ve always loved his voice, loved it more than anything else in the world, and the sounds he makes when he’s in bed with you is the sexiest thing that even your poor mind can’t even begin to imagine. And now, focusing solely on his voice, listening to his filthy, sinful words, he’s driving you to the edge of your sanity.

“I’ve touched myself before at the thought of you,” he confesses breathlessly, “Several times, even way before we started dating.”

You’re trembling at the thought. “Haechannie—”

“You don’t know just how much—” The sound of him trying to stifle down a moan only makes you crave for him more. “—how much I wanted you back then. How much I want you now. Even during high school, I just—I wanted you—wanted to touch you—wanted—ah fuck,” a whine slipped out his lips, “Wanted to hold you so bad, to make love to you until—”

At the rustling sounds, him whimpering at his touches, and you rubbing yourself on the perfect spot, you know you won’t last long. “H-Hyuck, are you close?”

“Just a little bit more, Noona, ah—” He thrashes his head against the pillow, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallows hard. “Fuck, I need to be inside you. I need to feel you clenching your walls around me.” At the memory of you gazing at him with anticipation building inside your seductive, half-lidded eyes, as you parted your legs to give him permission to ravish you the way he wanted, Donghyuck quickens the pace, thrusting vigorously into his hand. “Fuck yourself with your fingers, baby, please.”

You’re more than keen to follow, inserting one digit inside your heat with another one following soon after. You can visualize him bringing your legs in the air until they dangle over his shoulders, his hips slamming hard against yours with each thrust. “Hyuck—”

“If you were here right now,” he nearly growls, “I would fuck you so hard until you’re mewling my name against the sheets. And I won’t stop, I won’t stop even if you beg me to. I won’t stop until I’m done with you.”

Donghyuck doesn’t sound like he’s trying to dirty talk which only makes it even more arousing to your ear. It’s as if he’s losing control of his mouth, just saying anything that comes to mind. The honesty, the urgency, his breathy, desperate calls of your name between lewd words—

You choke out a sob. “Hyuck—I’m close—”

“Me too—N-noona—Kiss me—”

It’s one of the most intense orgasms you’ve ever felt and it’s funny because you never really enjoyed touching yourself before. Donghyuck follows a few seconds after, moaning your name so erotically that will probably give you a hard time falling asleep for days at the thought of it. You’re left dazed, staring at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes. Your phone lays forgotten on the pillow next to you. Mustering all the strength you have left, you reach out for it. “Hyuck…?”

You can hear him breathing heavily. “I’m here,” he says. “Are you okay? Did you get to come?”

“Y-yes.” Now that it’s over, you begin to feel self-conscious again and the heat that blooms on your cheeks nearly wash every bit of your orgasm away in an instant. “Did you?”

“I made a huge mess.” He chuckles, sounding just as embarrassed as you are. “Fuck, didn’t realize it was going to be this good when we started. What would’ve happened if we had Face-Timed each other instead?”

Your head nearly explodes at the thought. “One step at a time, Hyuck. I’m practically dying from shame right now.”

He laughs a little at that. “So, you don’t really oppose the idea? Man, I have something to look forward to then.”

“Shut up, you’re gross. Is this the reason you called me?”

“No,” he hastily says, “I swear, I called because I missed hearing your voice.” Then he thinks about it again. “Well, I mean, I have been thinking about doing, uhh, these kinds of things with you but trust me, it wasn’t the reason why I called.”

“Sure,” you flatly reply, teasing him.

“Yah, yah, yah, it’s your fault for saying that you were wearing nothing but my shirt!”

“It’s your fault for asking me what I was wearing!”

It’s always like this with him. You’re bickering at one point, having sex at another time, then goes back to bickering once again. But it’s endearing, you suppose, because after this, you’ll be murmuring loving words, and just when you begin to think about it, Donghyuck whispers into the phone.

“I love you, Noona. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

And you smile. “I love you too, Haechannie. You’re the second best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“What the hell is the first one?”

“Chicken nuggets.”

“You’re so dead.”

***

[slipping-through-my-fingertips]

This Weekend

Week 1, prompt: 2009

Summary: the New Directions’ weekend plans

Ao3

They never had friends before, didn’t hang out at the mall laughing as they shopped, weren’t invited to sleepovers on the weekends, and definitely didn’t have a definite partner in class for paired activities. Then all of a sudden there was an after school club. A shared interest: music.

It had to be something about how intimate a classroom of just 6 students and a teacher could be. They got to know one another fairly well over the last week. Well enough, in fact, they planned to hang out over the weekend.

Who would’ve thought the Quarterback, the closeted but assumed gay kid, a boy in a wheelchair, the stuttering goth girl, loudmouth Berry, and the goes-to-church-every-Sunday black girl would get along?

They were all weirdos, outcasts. In a way, it made sense to crave each other’s friendship. If they weren’t going to be accepted by each other…well no one in the choir room wanted to think about that.

Finn Hudson liked to think he was friends with the boys on the football team. He hung out with them outside of school sometimes but did those guys really know him. What did they talk about outside of football and girls? Nothing.

Mercedes Jones spent some time with the younger church members but only on Sundays. They talk about the day’s sermon or complimented each other’s Sunday best outfits. It wasn’t necessarily stimulating conversation.

Kurt Hummel spent weekends in the garage with his dad. He liked the people who worked there, he liked organizing files for his father whose office was always a wreck at the end of each week, and he liked taking some tasks off of his dad’s desk even when it meant getting his hands dirty.

Rachel Berry had family dinner Saturday night with her dads. That’s her only plan outside of warm ups and exercising and posting her daily My Space video. She made lists of songs in her range, finished any homework, and watched musicals in the living room on Sunday.

Tina Cohen-Chang and Artie Abrams may sit at the same lunch today but they never really hung out outside of school.

Tina liked to experiment with makeup on her days off. After her homework was complete, she’d use the alone time in her room with her favorite eye shadow pallets and colored eyeliner. Having photoshoots with herself by creating looks she’d never show anyone.

Artie had online friends. They played video games Friday night into Saturday morning. He’d slept all day and leave all his homework ‘til Sunday evening.

This weekend was going to be different. They were all going to hangout at Artie’s house since his mom was away on business. There was a vote on what movie to watch and which snacks to have—Rachel’s idea to hold a vote yet she was still upset when no one voted for vegan snacks.

They all piled onto the couch and floor in Artie’s living room with bowls of microwave popcorn in their laps, various cans of sodas on the coffee table, and a dvd loaded up and ready for someone to press play. At some point doing the movie each New Directions member looks around at the people they were spending their Saturday with and grinned. A warm feeling in their chests. This is what it meant to have friends.

[wearebothdrunk]

hey!! Can you do a pillow talk fic with sebastian stan?

yes, of course!

Pillow talk 

pairing: Sebastian Stan x fem!reader

word counting: 1712

Warnings: Smut; some fluff

Summary: Some pillow talk with you and sebastian

A/N: Thank you sm for the request! i loved the idea. i had to add some other things because i´m not creative enough to write a lot of pillow talk lmao. But hope you liked anyway. Also, this is the first time i write smut so i´m sorry if this is to awkward.

disclamer: If the Romanian quote it´s misspelled, please send me a message i took it from google translator.

Tag: @dpr-hoe

* gif not mine*

You and Sebastian were at the Marvel Studios all day because he had to do a lot of photoshoots for the new series "The Falcon and the Winter Soldier", in which your boyfriend was the protagonist.

You loved to be able to be with Sebastian in his work, but after 3 hours you were super tired.

"If you want, you can go home. Take the keys, I'll take an Uber," he said, grabbing your face, giving you a kiss on the forehead and handing you the keys.

" I appreciate your concern, but I think I can handle another hour and go with you," you told him handing him back the keys.

"Okay love, but at least go get something to eat"

"Okay dad" you mocked him.

When he was going to tell you something, you got interrupted by his manager. "I hate to interrupt, but they need you Sebastian for one last shot." His face dropped.

"You need to go," you said trying to give him motivation.

"Okay," he said in a sad voice.

He gave you one last kiss and left for the session.

Sebastian was always very worried about you when you went to one of his sessions or interviews because they left him exhausted, so he didn't want you to feel the same way he did.

You decided to go and buy his favorite dessert to cheer him up, tiramisu. ( i searched that lmao)

you went to a store that you knew nearby to buy some.

By the time you got back, Sebastian was being photographed wearing Bucky's suit and the Cap's shield. He looked damn hot.

"Okay guys, let's take a quick break"

Sebastian ran to you.

"You disappeared for a moment. Is everything okay?" he said giving you a soft kiss on your lips.

"Yeah, I just went to get some food like you told me to."

" oh okay. Two more pictures and I´m all yours," he said smiling and kissing you again.

"I bought your favorite! "

He looked at you confused until you showed him a bag with a box of Tiramisu.

"TIRAMISU" he shouted laughing " this honestly made my day. thank you babe!" he said putting his two hands behind your neck and kissing you passionately.

"I think I have to buy you some more tiramisu han," you said giggling

"Aren't you going to eat now?" you asked him as he put the tiramisu back in the bag.

"I prefer to eat it on you" he whispered

It took you a moment to realize. "Wait... What?" you said

"I have to go, two more pictures."

You smiled. Did Sebastian Stan just said what you think he said?!

* 30 minutes later*

"I'm ready. let's go home".

*when you arrived home*

As you passed your door´s house, you were pulled into Sebastian's arms, leaving a small, almost non-existent, space between your lips and his. You giggled and he kissed you deeply. You both took off your shoes. He began to remove your clothes, starting with your jacket, leaving it on the floor, which you both stepped over. You made all of this without taking your lips from each other. As more you went up the stairs, the more undressed you became. You both arrived in the bedroom with only your underwear on.

"Where's the tiramisu?" he said in between the kiss.

"Why do you need the tiramisu?" you said pretending not to know.

you pulled him back in for another kiss. He pushed the kiss away making you moan.

"Y/n, the tiramisu?" he said impatiently

"downstairs" you mumbled

He pushed you, softly, onto the bed, making you be lying down.

"Wait here," he said in the middle of the kiss and got up.

" don't be long"

Seconds later he was already in the room again with the bag of tiramisu. He set it down on the bed and went straight to you for another kiss.

"God I missed you," you said

"I was only gone a few seconds," he said giggling

" Yeah, but for someone that is horny, that feels like hours" you pulled him in for another kiss.

He began to remove your panties and bra leaving only your necklace on.  You began to put your fingers under his boxers to pull them off for good.

"I want to fuck you so bad y/n" he whispered.

"Then fuck me," you said.

He began to run his lips all over your body, making you moan.

When he got close to your sensitive area, you could feel his breath. You put your hands tangled in his hair preparing yourself for what was coming, but to your surprise, he stopped.

"What? Really," you said in frustration.

" calm down babe. I'm not done yet."

You saw him grab the bag with the tiramisu you bought him.

" Really?" you said

He started to take the lid off and put a spoon inside taking a little bit to taste.

"This is really good y/n," he said with a pleased look on his face.

He started to lean towards you.

" do you want to taste it?" he asked you with a smirk

" okay"

he put a small piece of the dessert in your mouth getting you all dirty.

"Oh sorry, let me clean it up" he leaned in for a kiss and created a sensation that you never felt before.

you giggled.

"It tastes so much better on you babe," he said

he started to take some more, getting ready to put it in your belly and the rest of your body.

"Do you want it?" he asked to make sure you were comfortable.

You looked at him without answering. You could feel your heart beating and were sure that he could hear it too.

"That's okay babe, we can just save it for the movie"

you grabbed his hand. "no, I want Seb" you said.

"Are you sure?" he asked again

" yes"

As he heard those words coming from your mouth, he continued what he was doing before.

As soon as you felt the dessert touch your belly you let out a little moan.

" it's cold," you said giggling

He put it in all the pleasured places of your body. When it finally got close to your core you started to moan louder.

" Seb..." you said as you felt his lips sucking the mess he has done on you.

" God, I love you sm," he said in between your moans.

When he was ready, he posed the tiramisu on the bedside table, kissing you again.

" You are so beautiful" he whispered.

he started giving you kisses on the neck, driving you insane.

"I want you, Seb"

"I want you more" he whispered putting his cock inside of you.

you both moan.

As he moved in and out of you, your breaths became heavier.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," he said after a few minutes

"God Seb, I'm gonna come too"

he started to go deeper and faster, making you come first

" oh god, you´re beautiful baby" he let out in his moans.

You started to moan louder when he finally came.

"Fuck!" he shouted as he lay down on your side.

You put your head on his shoulder and one of your legs on top of his.

"That was good," you said, looking up into his eyes.

He smiled, " yeah, it was a very good baby," he said pulling your hair away from your face.

"Why were you so nervous when I asked you to do... you know what," he asked you

" Oh, it was nothing," you said, clearly lying to him.

"Babe, the truth please. you can feel free to talk to me about that kind of stuff. You are my pattern, I don't want to put you in uncomfortable situations. "

"You didn't put me in an uncomfortable situation. I liked it, a lot." you giggled and he smiled. "But I was just afraid I wasn't up to your expectations in sex, you know? You're the first person I've ever had a real relationship with. Before you, I only had a one-night stand, which I regret. "

"Babe, you're always higher than my expectations. sex is not what I  most like about being with you, although it is great. I asked you if you wanted to do it because I feel we have that intimacy. I've never felt as comfortable with anyone as I do with you," he said.

You smiled and held him tighter.

You started talking and talking about everything and nothing. You felt comfortable with each other after all your feeling for him was unique.

"Say something in Romanian," you asked him

"what do you want me to say"

"I don't know, something"

" hmm, vreau să am o familie cu tine" he said smiling at you.

" That was hot," you said and he laughed.

" I'm sure that's a stupid or dirty sentence by your reaction," you said smiling.

" I said I want to have a family with you,"

You were speechless, did he really felt that way?

"and I mean it" he added. "But I don't want to pressure you or anything, let's do it when you feel read-."

he was interrupted with your lips pressed against his. "Let's do it." you said

He looked at you and you could see his eyes sparkling with happiness.

"are you, are you sure, I mean-"

"yes, that's all I want with you"

he got on top of you and you giggled. " I love you y/n"

"I love you too Sebastian Stan" and then he kissed you again.

" you could teach him Romanian," you said

" him?" he giggled.

" yes!!"

" no, first a girl and then a boy," he said smiling at you.

" Two kids?" you asked him

" well, yes, a boy and a girl, but if you don't want-"

" Two boys and one girl," you told him

" hell no," he said laughing

You spent the whole night arguing and laughing about your future making you both realize that this was all you wanted for life.

( they had two boys and one girl haha)

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