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[btsqualityy]

BTS Dating Series #18: Favorite Things

Members x Reader

Genre/Rate: 18+, fluff

Summary: Little things about one another that makes your heart flutter.

Warnings: None to note.

Kim Seokjin

"Finally," Jin sighed as he stepped through the front door of his apartment, hurriedly shutting the door behind him before kicking his shoes off and setting his bag down. He then raised his arms above his head, attempting to stretch out his sore muscles as he moved down the hallway into the living room. When he stepped into the space, he saw you laid out on your side on the couch, a book laid out in front of you.

It was a picture that Jin had seen at least 50 times by this point in your relationship but it was one that he never got tired of seeing. He knew that it took a lot for you to become comfortable enough to open up to him and to be your natural self around him unguarded, so he did his best to never take it for granted.

"Hey you," Jin spoke up, making you look up from the book and grin widely.

"Hi," you greeted him, waiting until he stepped over to the couch to pucker your lips and Jin instantly leaned down to press a soft kiss to them. "How was your day?"

"Good, long practice though," he sighed as he sat down next to you. "And what about you?"

"Ok, easy work day," you shrugged. "Then I came here, cooked some dinner, and then got absorbed in this book."

"I see that, you didn't even hear me come in," he murmured. "Which isn't good but I digress."

"The book is so good though," you chuckled. "You have to read it once I'm done."

"I will jagi, I will," he assured you before leaning down to kiss you again.

Min Yoongi

You were laid out on the couch that was placed in Yoongi's studio, watching with a small smile as Yoongi worked on tweaking his latest track.

Now, it wasn't the first time you had been in Yoongi's studio watching him work. In fact, it had become a regular occurrence since he was almost always working and you were more than content to sit there with him, watching.

The way that his focus never wavered, how he'd bite his lip and tilt his head as he tried to figure out how to fix whatever part was troubling him, it amazed you. You had never had such a passion for anything the way that he did about music so it left you in awe how much he dedicated to his craft.

"Hey," Yoongi spoke up, making your eyes widen in surprise as you broke out of your thoughts.

"Yeah?"

"You ok over there?" He checked in and judging by his smirk, you knew that you had gotten caught staring at him.

"Yeah, just admiring the view," you replied honestly with a shrug. "Don't mind me."

"Ok," he laughed. "Give me 30 more minutes?"

"Sure," you nodded, watching as he turned around to face the desktop once again.

Kim Namjoon

You hummed to yourself as you stirred the pot on the stove, doing a little dance in place as the music flowed from the speaker sitting on the counter next to you. You were so zoned out, that you jumped in place when Namjoon snuck up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Hey!" You squealed. "I didn't even hear you come in."

"The music is the culprit for that," Namjoon laughed. "How's dinner going? Need any help?"

"You could chop up those onions and celery for me," you said. "I can handle everything else."

"Ok," he nodded, pressing a kiss to your cheek before releasing you and moving over to the counter. You continued to stir the contents of the pot while he grabbed a knife and proceeded to try and cut up the vegetables as you requested, and you couldn't help but laugh at his attempts.

One of your favorite things about Namjoon was the fact that he always tried to help you, even if he was helplessly inept at whatever you had requested. Anyone who knew Namjoon knew that the kitchen wasn't his strongest suit but he was more than willing to jump in if it meant helping you out, and that presented itself in every facet of your relationship with him.

"Ouch!" Namjoon huffed and you broke out of your thoughts then, your eyes widening when you realized that he had sliced the side of his finger.

"Joon," you huffed playfully, grabbing a paper towel and wrapping it around his pointer finger. "You're gonna chop a finger off one of these days."

"Sorry," he murmured sheepishly and you just shook your head before leaning up and kissing his lips gently.

Jung Hoseok

You grabbed your phone off of the charger that was placed in Hobi's bedroom, deciding to go downstairs and watch some tv after your shower. As you walked down the stairs, Hobi was coming up and he smiled at seeing you.

"Hi Y/N-ah," he said. "Good shower?"

"Hey and yeah, it was good," you nodded. "Gonna go watch some dramas."

"Ok, I have a conference call with the members," he told you and you nodded in response. After pressing a quick kiss to your cheek, you both continued on your separate ways. Once you made it to the couch, you made yourself comfortable and turned on the television, instantly becoming absorbed in it.

Before you knew it, three whole hours had passed and you found yourself getting hungry so you got up and walked into the kitchen. When you did, you saw Hobi sitting at the kitchen table on his phone.

"Hi baby," he grinned widely and you couldn't help but to laugh at how happy he was to see you. But then again, Hobi was never shy about letting you know how happy he was to see you and it always made you feel warm inside.

"What's funny?" He wondered as you walked over to him, chuckling when you bent down and gave him a firm kiss.

"Nothing," you shook your head once you pulled away. "What did you wanna do for dinner? I'm starving."

Park Jimin

"Y/N-ah!!!" Jimin screamed as he rushed into the house and you looked up from your spot on the couch in surprise as he ran into the living room.

"Where's the fire?" You giggled and Jimin ran over to you, grabbing your hands and helping you stand up off of the couch.

"Guess what?" He said and you shrugged your shoulders. "Y/N-ah, we got nominated for a Grammy!"

"What?!" You exclaimed, a wide smile appearing on your face. "You're lying!"

"I'm not!" Jimin chuckled. "That's what the meeting we had today was about! We're nominated and they want us to perform!"

"I'm so fucking proud of you!" You squealed as you literally jumped up into his arms, laughing loudly as he spun you around. Jimin's heart was already doing leaps and bounds but seeing how genuinely excited you were for him and his members, it warmed his heart.

"I want you to be my date to the ceremony too," Jimin told you as he set you back down on the ground.

"Really?" You gasped in awe. "You're sure?"

"No better place for our official first appearance together than on the biggest stage in the world," he smirked before kissing you firmly.

Kim Taehyung

You slowly pushed open the door to the practice room, doing your best to stay as quiet as possible as the members were in the middle of rehearsal. You crept over to a corner, huffing to yourself as you watched Taehyung struggle to keep up with the rest of the group as they flew threw the choreography.

See, the thing is: Taehyung was sick as hell. You'd heard it in his voice when he told you good morning when you woke up together, you could see it in the way he moved as he ambled around your bedroom getting dressed and you could see it now as coughs racked his body.

"Let's take a break," Hobi spoke up as he motioned for the music to be cut off and once it was, he turned and looked at Taehyung. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yeah, I'm good," Taehyung nodded, although he coughed immediately after.

"Could've fooled me," you spoke up, making everyone turn and look over at you.

"Y/N-ah," Taaehyung chuckled, moving over to you and pulling you into a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Came to bring you this," you said as you held up the plastic bag in your hand that held Gatorade, soup, and medicine. "Figured you could use it. I also wanted to make sure you were doing ok."

"You came all this way just to make sure I was ok and to bring me food and medicine?" He questioned with a grin. This wasn't the first time you had shown your care towards him; in fact, it was a regular thing with you but he was surprised that you had come all the way to the HYBE building just to do it.

"Well, someone has to do it because you're sure not," you joked, making him laugh before he kissed your cheek.

Jeon Jungkook

Your eyes opened slowly, the sunlight from outside filtering through the curtains and shining down onto your face. You sat up slightly then, glancing next to you and seeing that Jungkook was missing. It didn't take you long to figure out where he was though, because you could hear his voice flowing from underneath the bathroom door with the sounds of the shower head in the background.

You couldn't help but to smile to yourself as you listened to him singing The Truth Untold. Jungkook sung all the time around you, the man was like the literal definition of a songbird but you couldn't help but to feel like when it was just you and him, that he was always singing specifically to you. His voice always touched a certain part of you and then melted it, and you felt yourself melting into the sheets as you listened to his gorgeous tone.

"Mmmm," he hummed as he suddenly opened the door and stepped out, a towel wrapped around his waist. He stopped singing once he saw you were awake, smiling widely as he stepped over to the bed and sat down on the edge next to you.

"Good morning," you murmured.

"Good morning," he replied before leaning down and pressing a slow, deep kiss to your lips. "Sleep good?"

"I always sleep much better in your bed than I do in my own," you confessed with a small smile. "Especially when I get these wake up calls too."

"Wake up calls?" He wondered before he chuckled in realization. "My singing? I hope I didn't wake you up."

"You didn't but you even if you did, I wouldn't mind," you told him and he just responded by leaning down and kissing you again.

[bouncybongfairy]

All Around Me

Void Stiles x Fem Reader

Summary: After having a bit too much fun at a friend's birthday party, you go home and wind down with a bath and a Teen Wolf marathon. You start reading a steamy fanfic about Void Stiles, which causes you to have an acid-induced trip about hooking up with him.

Word Count: 2.5k+

(!This is a smut fanfic, proceed with caution!)

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It took you a couple of times to put the key in the door but you got there eventually. You were coming home from your friend’s birthday. It was almost 3am and you were cross-faded, starving and your heels were killing your feet. After dropping your purse on the kitchen island you started drunkenly wrestling the heels off your feet. The fridge was your next stop, pulling out leftover whatever and sticking it in the microwave. As you waited you pulled your food out of the microwave and headed to your bedroom. It was kind of nice having the entire house to yourself. Your parents were gone, visiting your aunt who’d just given birth. You sat on your mother’s bed and started shoving the leftovers into your mouth. The nightstand starts vibrating, prompting you to check your phone. 

Heyy, glad ur home safe <3 just reminding u we dropped acid like 30 mins before u ubered home just be careful! (we should have listened to Ashley when she said no more lmao)

You completely forgot about that, at first it made your heart drop but then you realized you would probably be asleep before the effects really kicked in. Your parent’s room was so luxurious and you always looked forward to stealing it when they left. The buzz from being drunk was still there but wasn’t as intense as before. You ran the warm water and started filling the bathtub, it was huge and made you feel so fancy. Bring your hand above the bath, you feel the steam coming off the water. The feeling of washing the makeup off your face was euphoric. It was like the hot water was loosening all your joints and muscles. You kept one of your hands dry to be able to hit your pen and change the music coming from the speaker. After enjoying the bath for a while, you got out and wrapped a towel around yourself. Out of nowhere, your heart starts racing. At first you thought it was from being in the steamy bathroom. You fought through it and did your nightly routine. By the time you made it to your room, you were rolling. You turned on Teen Wolf as background noise, the silence was starting to feel too heavy on your ears. You changed into a big tshirt but didn’t have much mental focus for anything else. 

You looked at the T.V and watched Void Stiles take the screen. You began to cry thinking about how sad this part of the plot was. The tears were flooding and you were feeling high off emotion. You pulled out your phone and started to read Void Stiles fanfics. The combination of hearing him through the TV and reading about him was making you feel a combination of scared and excitement. You weren’t really sure if you fell asleep or dissociated but you scared yourself awake. Your eyes immediately flew to what looked like a figure standing in the doorway. It scared the shit out of you, making you jolt and sit up. Your chest was rising and falling at an alarming rate. Its head tilted to the side in an ominous way. Part of you thought you were still drunk and high and that you were hallucinating this appreciation. You threw one of the pillows at it and when the figure turned his head to look at where it landed you gasped and began crying. 

“Why are you acting scared?” the man's voice asked. Your hand flew over your mouth and you brought your knees to your chest. 

He began walking closer, slowly yet confidently. When he stepped closer, he stopped where the moonlight was coming in from the window. It was Void Stile, part of you felt relief because you figured this had to be a dream. Another part of you was even more freaked out because what the fuck is happening. His skin was pale and had dark red bags underneath his eyes. His hair was disheveled, sticking up and out in several ways. Wearing all black which made him look so much more intimidating. He was walking closer but still had his head tilted to the side. At this point, he was sitting at the foot of the bed, staring you down. 

“I asked why are you acting so scared?” he asked again. 

“Because you’re scaring me,” you choked out, barely having the ability to form words. It was like your entire body was submerged in ice water, paralyzing you and taking your breath away. 

“Oh no, I know you don’t believe that. You were just reading about me. Imagining me doing unspeakable things to you. So again, why are you scared?” he asked again but in a rhetorical way. He stood up so fast that you flinched, he walked over to your desk and picked up the framed picture of your boyfriend. 

“Is this your little boyfriend?” he asked while full-on laughing, you could reply verbally and instead shook your head yes. 

“Why are you with him if he’s not satisfying you?” he asked. 

“He can sat-” you were interrupted by Void grabbing you by the jaw, not painfully but forcefully. 

“Why do you keep lying?” he growled. 

“H-how would you know if..” you couldn’t even finish your sentence because you were full-on sobbing. 

“Do you know what the four things the human brain naturally craves?” he asked. As you shook your head no, he brought his hands up and wiped the tears off your face with his thumb, then licked the tear off his finger.

“Food, water, sleep and sex. Somewhere in the deepest part of your mind, you’re craving sexual gratification that the little boys in your life clearly can’t give you. I mean, why else would you have manifested me? Searched for the most ravid and lascivious versions of me on the internet to gratify your needs? They’re scared to cross a line but that’s what’s different about them to me. I can’t be satisfied until I’ve crossed it,” he was now standing again, towering over you. He was so close that his torso almost touched your nose. You squinted your eyes and turn away without moving your body.

Your ears were burning and you were starting to feel faint. Part of you felt like you couldn’t hear everything he was saying because your heart was pounding so loudly in your ears. He walked over to your dresser, opened the second drawer and grabbed the unopened bottle of Everclear that you were saving for a party coming up. He then walked over to your purse and pulled out a joint, without missing a beat he then walked over to a pair of jeans on the ground and pulled out a lighter. The fact that he knew exactly where everything was truly shook you to your core. You were becoming paranoid, convinced that he could hear your thoughts. He came back on the bed and lit the joint, blowing the smoke right in your face. 

“You need to relax, take a drag,” he said, extending his arm and offering the joint. You tried to speak, even though you weren’t quite sure what to say. It was like your mouth physically couldn’t let the words out. He angrily ripped the blanket off your body and threw it across the room with such force it made a thump sound when hitting the wall. 

“Do you really want me to forcibly blow the smoke into your mouth? I wouldn’t be surprised but you can just ask,” he said mocking yet angrily. When you reached out to grab it your arms and hands were shaking so badly that you were struggling to get a hold of it. 

“You know..” he started as he sat down and brought the joint to your lips because your hands were too shaky to do so for yourself, “your fear is different than other people, there’s a purity to it, almost like an innocence. So much so that  I can almost taste its sweetness on my tongue. The havoc and panic that is radiating off your body because part of you knows that I’ll have you but is so confused and scared by my presence,” he said, taking a swig out of the bottle.

He wedged himself between your back and the headboard of the bed. His legs were long, when they were bent his knees were significantly higher than yours. At this point you felt completely drained, still scared but it was like the adrenaline high was coming down a bit. You pulled at one of the strings on the ripped part of his jeans and took the joint from his hand. At this point, you were high enough to convince yourself this was some weird dream because you fell asleep crossfaded. You looked up at the T.V and saw void Stiles, in the scene when he stabbed Scott. You looked back so that you could face him, almost like you were checking if he was still there. His eyes were black, similar to how they looked on stuffed animals. The bags under his eyes were so red that they looked like they might hurt when touched. He was just staring at you, smirking with his head tilted. You leaned back and melded your back to his front, as you did this he slid his hands up your bare thighs. His lips were now pressed against the back of your ear, your pulse quickened when you felt his steady breathing against your skin. The hands on his skin were rough from biting at his nail beds. His breath was slow and steady, you tried to match his pace with his but couldn’t slow your heart rate down. He moved his hands to your arms, running his fingertips from your shoulders to your hands. That was when you realized you’d been subconsciously gripping the towel that you fell asleep in. Unexpectedly he grabbed your wrists and ripped them away from your body causing your towel to fall. At first, you tried to fight against his grip but then realized you didn’t really want to. You moved your hands up slowly until they were at the sides of his head. Running your fingers through his hair gently and cautiously. He let go of your wrists and moved his hands to the sides of your hips. He pulled you against him causing your bare ass to rub against his erection under his jeans. He pressed his lips against your shoulder and let out a groan. He swiftly slides out from behind you and props himself up with his shoulders on top of you. Now on your back, you used your feet trying to push his jeans off. He dropped his head a bit on your shoulder so hard it took your breath away. You gasped and squirmed in pain and in reaction Void pressed his hips into you, keeping you from squirming away. 

“How are you ever gonna explain this to whatever the fuck this C stands for,” he said referring to the necklace you had around your neck. He tightens the grip on it and rips it off your neck, crushing it and letting the mangled piece of metal fall to the ground. This caused a change in the atmosphere, it was like the snap of the chain symbolized the breaking of your self-control. He sat up and pulled his pants and boxers down, they were barely past his thighs when you grabbed him by the shirt and dragged him to you. Connecting your lips for the first time, the kiss was more rough than sloppy. His shaft was now pressed against your clit, moving his hips back and forth against you as the kiss deepened. You moaned into his mouth and rocked your hips up to meet his bucks. He moves his elbows so that they are right next to your ears. His fingers running through your hair and gripping onto the strands tightly. He pulled his hips back and thrust himself into you, he moaned and dropped his forehead onto your shoulder. He kept himself still while you fully engulfed him in your heat. Continuously tightening and loosening the grip he had on the fists full of your hair. You were in pure pleasure, purposely tightening and loosening your walls, admiring the feeling of fullness. You knew he was into it because his head was still buried in your shoulder. His mouth open and his bottom lip pressed against your skin as he groaned and growled, a bit of saliva dripping onto your chest. Becoming impatient, you start trusting your hips upward. He jerks his head up so that you’re looking at each other face to face. 

“Your eyes are so glossed over, enjoying yourself I see,” he growled as he began rocking his hips back and forth. 

“Holy fucking shit,” you moaned out going to tilt your head back but being stopped by the grip he had on your hair. 

“Oh no, I wanna see your face. I like watching the raw reactions you have to me,” he snarled as he sped up. Your core felt like it was on fire, burning in a way you’d never felt before. You raked your fingernails down his back, digging in as hard as you can. Instead of wincing like most guys did, he moaned while smirking slightly. He was pounding into you so hard that his hip bones were starting to pierce you with every thrust. The burning feeling inside your stomach was building to a level, your blood felt like fire in the best possible way as you began to cum. 

“You have no idea how fucking good it feels to have you spasming around my cock,” he said swiving his hips in circles as he pressed himself as deep as he could into you, 

“Fuck I can’t get any closer,” he said while bucking and cumming into you. He was grunting and moaning to your neck, catching his breath for a second or two before continuing. As he started his thrusts up again you started to feel how sensitive you were. After you both had orgasmed there was a slickness that allowed Void to move faster and deeper into you. He took one of your nipples into his mouth and circled his tongue around the peak before biting down. 

“Void I’m- it feels so ahh- sensitive,” you said, running your fingers through his hair and bringing him closer but he pulled away so that he was sitting up on his knees. You moaned as he pulled his length out and started massaging your clit with his tip. 

“Should I stop? I mean if you’re too sensitive then maybe I shouldn’t make you cum again. Maybe feeling my cock pulse inside you while your wall spasm around me will be too much for you,” he said repeatedly sticking his tip in and out of your slit. You reacted by wrapping your legs around his waist and trying to bring him closer to you which made him chuckle. 

“Yeah that’s what I fucking thought,” he said dropping back on top of you and started furiously pounding away at you. You were yelping from pleasure after every thrust, pulling on his hair tightly. You were biting down on your lip so hard that you began to taste blood. When Void noticed, he grabbed you by the jaw and kissed you deeply while maintaining the same pace. Groaning and grunting into your mouth, you could tell he was getting close because his thrusts were becoming more sporadic and sloppy. You could no longer hold your second orgasm back and arched your back while practically screaming. Seeing you in complete ecstasy and submission caused Void to cum, the look in his eyes was feral and completely mesmerized you. It made you feel powerful to see him so tired and drained because of you. He pulled out and laid next to you, propping his head up with his elbow. A couple tears ran down your face simply because of how overstimulating the second orgasm was. He used his finger to wipe away the tears and gave you a kiss on each eyelid. 

“I don’t want you to leave,” you whispered, already half asleep.

“Rest now,” and as quickly as he said it, your eyes shot open to your fully lit bedroom. The room looked completely undisturbed which caused you to shoot up. You ran over to your dresser and started throwing the underwear everywhere. When you pulled out the still-sealed bottle of Everclear, you knew it must have been a dream. You sat on your bed and took a minute to think about how real and vivid the entire ordeal felt. After grabbing your pen from your purse, you plop down on your bed to check your socials. As you bring the pen to your lips, it drops out of your hand. You sigh in frustration and go to grab the pen from the ground without looking but end up feeling some type of necklace against your fingertips. When you take a better look at it and realize it’s the crushed necklace from last night.

[themultifandomgal]

Jay Halstead- All My Fault Pt2

“You need to go home” Erin tells Jay as she leans on the doorframe of YNs hospital room with her arms crossed

“I’m staying here” Jay replies not looking at Erin, instead he just focuses on his sleeping wife. He brings her hand up to his lips and places a gentle kiss on her knuckles

“When was the last time you ate? Showered?” Erin says leaning against the door to YNs room

“I can’t leave her”

“You need to stop blaming yourself. None of us caught it”

“But I knew she bumped her head, I should have forced her to get it checked”

“She said she was fine. Jay, YN is just as stubborn as you are. Now YN hates when your facial hair is unkept, so go shower, shave, get something to eat and I will sit here with YN. If anything changes I’ll ring you” Jay sighs and finally gives in

“Ok. I’ll be back in an hour. I love you” Jay stands up then bends down and kisses YN on the forehead. Erin is quick to take Jays seat beside YN and takes her hand in hers “phone me if anything happens even if it’s small”

“I promise I will now go”

Taking one last look at his wife Jay finally leaves the hospital and rushes home so he can quickly shower, shave, eat and then be back at the hospital as soon as he can, but not even 30 minutes later, Erin is phoning Jay

Ending 1- Sad

“Erin what’s going on?”

“Jay you, you need to get back to the hospital now!” Erin says panic stricken watching doctors and nurses run into YN’s room “her heart it’s…. fuck Jay it’s not good. Just get here safely please” Jay has never moved so quickly before. He throws a clean hoodie on and head back to the hospital, breaking many road laws. What should have taken 10 mins took 4

“Jay” Will sadly greats his brother

“What happened?” Jay angrily shouts storming into the hospital

“Jay you need to calm down” Maggie says pointing at him

“Don’t! That’s my fucking wife and no one is telling me what’s happened”

“Ok ok” Maggie sighs “follow me” Maggie takes Will and Jay to YNs room where Erin is stood with tears streaming down her face. Dr Brown comes out of YN’s room

“What’s going on?”

“YN went into cardiac arrest. She stoped breathing, we restarted her heart, but the only thing keeping her alive right now is the machine”

“What are you saying?” Jay frowns

“He’s saying she’s in a coma Jay. She not going to wake up” Will sadly says

“No. No. She’s fine, she will wake up and…”

“Jay, she’s gone” Will pulls his brother into his arms, letting Jay break down in tears.

Ending 2- Happy

“Jay you need to come to the hospital!” Erin shouts down the phone not even letting Jay say anything

“What’s happened?” Jay nervously says

“YN’s awake. She’s asking for you, just get here safely ok?” Jay has never moved so quickly before. He throws a clean hoodie on and head back to the hospital, breaking many road laws. What should have taken 10 mins took 4

“Maggie!” Jay says running over to the nurse

“Come with me. Wills already with her” Jay follows Maggie to YN’s room where he sees YN laughing with Will and Erin “YN Jays here” YN turns her head slowly to her husband

“Oh thank god your ok” Jay rushes over to his wife and places a kiss on her head “I was so scared”

“I’m ok. Well other than feeling like I could throw up”

“That’s the anaesthesia wearing off. I’ll see if you can get some antisickness put in your drip”

“Thanks Will”

“I’ll go ring Voight and Boden” Erin says. Jay takes the seat again and takes YN’s hand in his

“Erin said you were going to shave” YN places a hand on Jays face

“I was then you woke up. I promise I will have a shave later. I’m just glad your ok”

“Me too. Sorry I didn’t say anything about feeling so unwell. I should have let you take me to the hospital in the first place”

“Promise me from now on if you get hurt you will get checked out”

“Only if you make the same promise”

“I’ll do anything to make sure you stay safe and healthy”

“Even if you have to have a needle?”

“Even then. I love you so much YN”

“I love you too Jay”

[thatwritterbeach]

So About that Alley .3

Jason Todd x fmc

DC masterlist ALL OTHER PARTS FOUND HERE

Unedited***Also I swear Tumblr is messing up my spelling on purpose cuz everytime I re-read something I know I fixed it's wrong again

Alex: short, curvy, red hair, green eyes, redheads go through pain meds way faster than normal people to the point I personally don't even take them, it's a joke, they last 30 min at best

Summary: Alex finds out her bf is red hood, after she spills some not so great secrets to the masked man while stitching him up.

Warnings: Vaginismus* angst, sexual assault, self-harm, depression, drug use by Alex, violence, cursing, NSFW, smut, thigh riding, vaginal fingering, guided masturbation?, p in v (not overly described), pain during s*x, hiding said pain, hickeys?, self-hate, insecurities, eating disorder, weight loss

A/N: I do not own dc booho

"Hey, Jay," she asked in a totally calm totally cool manner the next morning, completely numb thanks to the nice little combo she'd whipped up. Not floating or un-present but not in pain, even where the arm of the couch was digging into her side as Jason squished into her, laying fully on top of her.

"Yes, my beloved?"

"Don't make me take away your books you little dork. I was just wondering if your family knows about you...you know, not being dead?"

"Uh, yeah, why?"

"Just if I happened to run into them I wouldn't wanna be like 'oh I'm dating Jason' and they'd be all 'wtf is wrong with this chick, he's dead' you know."

"I guess. Alex," he said grabbing her hand and pulling it to his mouth," I'm gonna introduce you, I'm not ashamed of you or whatever the hell else your mind is trying to say. My family is...overwhelming for most and I didn't want to scare you off."

"I get it dude, and since I just recently placed you as Robin you would have had to hire a family, or spill you deepest secrets to me. Lucky for you, I am the most understanding woman on the planet."

"I'd argue, but you're right. I'll text Alfred, the leader of the gang, and see when we can come for dinner. Be warned though, it could be tonight, they've been trying to get me to come home for a while now."

It was in fact that night. Alex scurried around for a clean pair of jeans, then after a glance in the mirror at her too large reflection she ripped them off and tossed them to the floor. A dress? No, that one has a tear. This skirt? No, it's too short. Jean short, they're clean but who the fuck wear jeans shorts to a mansion. Business slacks, no that says trying too hard. Ah ha, a superman t-shirt, and black leggings, then top it off with one of Jason's zip up hoodies.

"Is that what you're wearing," he asked with a laugh as he came into the room. In fact the laugh became a full blown fit and he doubled over nearly to the ground clutching his stomach and wheezing. With each second she got more and more self-conscious. Of course she couldn't wear what was basically pajamas to a fancy place, what was wrong with her. With a sigh she took off her boots and slid out of the leggings and switched them for her jeans, that she hated but whatever. Searching in vain for something that wasn't a graphic tee, or a business blouse she was half way through her closet when Jason recovered enough to notice what she was doing.

"No, put it back on, it's great, doll, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing with you."

"I wasn't laughing," she said without emotion.

"Hey, come 'er." Much to her wiggling protest he pulled her tight against him and placed several loud kisses along her scalp.

"Everyone else will be in pj's I solemnly swear, in fact I was just about to change into my matching flannel set, someone amazing bought it for me, but I can't remember who," he said tapping his chin with mock thought.

"Really?"

"Cross my heart," he said, though his fingers were crossed behind his back.

"Ok," she conceded trying to get free. He held on for another minute before spinning her out away from himself and winking when she fell back onto the bed. Matching pj's in hand he headed to the bathroom, not for privacy but to send an urgant group chat explicity stating lounge clothes were to be worn.

See masterlist for more

[pyr0-kai]

Roommates?

Josh Futturman x reader

Feedback appreciated!

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This is really short, and very cheesy, but I had like 30 mins of free time in film history so I wrote this, defo suggestive at the end.

I wanna write full on spicy stuff, but I don’t want my lil brother finding it

You visit Josh’s place pretty frequently, as you were pretty much as close as best friends can ever get. And seeing how often he bickers with his parents, he was somewhat embarrassed. It never seemed to bother you, but he felt bad when you saw it. You were at his house one day, sitting on his bed watching him play GTA.

“I’m sorry [Y/N]… I can’t wait to move out, but I can’t find anywhere…” he spoke, looking down, putting the controller on the table.

You look at him and his expression before thinking for a second.

“Well… My place is pretty small, but I think if you’d want to move in with me, I could probably make it work” you replied.

He whipped his head around and looked at you, a expression of excitement and joy.

“Re- Really…? That would be perfect!” And you nodded in response before he hugged you.

It took a week or so for you and Josh to move all of his stuff in and to find proper places for it. Everything seemed to fit perfectly, except for his bed…

Josh was over the moon about it, getting away from his parents, and staying with his favorite person?? Win, Win all the way. It was perfect, he absolutely loves coming home from work, taking a quick shower and then sitting on the couch with you and watching tv, or 2 player games. Or hearing you laugh when he cheers at winning a match at his computer. He was very awkward when you would lean against him, or share a blanket on the couch, but seemed to get more into it as he stayed with you. Since your place was only one bedroom, he slept on the couch at first, until you started to feel a bit sad about it and invited him into your room. He tried to sleep as far on the other side of the bed as he could so he wouldn’t disturb you. But it made him ecstatic when he would wake up and see how you rolled over to face him, with your arm around his chest. It made him feel like all the blood he has rushed straight down, and he had to carefully sneak out of the bed and into the bathroom so you wouldn’t notice…

[loveswrites]

Pumpkins Please Billy Loomis x Stu Marcher x reader

Pumpkins Please Billy x Reader x Stu

Word count: 1397

Time it Took me: 1 hours 30 mins

To my loves: It was so obvious that stu and billy would win for our celebration of 300 followers! I wrote it that same night so I've had it in my drafts for 6 days now. I was thinking if I should wait till the poll ended but we reached over 300 followers before it even did, So here you go loves! Enjoy! Thank you for the support. It makes me so happy you guys enjoy my writing as it is all I want to do in life.

Love <3

“I wanna carve a pumpkin.” You pouted.

“Why don’t we just crave someone up instead.” Billy smirked playing with the tip of his knife. 

“I already have the pumpkins at my house. You wanna carve em here or there?” Stu said dropping himself on the bed making you and Billy shake with the bed. 

“You didn’t tell me you bought pumpkins.” Billy said, narrowing his eyes at Stu.

“Do I have to tell you everything?” Stu laughed out.

“Yes.” You and Billy said in unison. 

Stu started to laugh but slowly stopped when he realized you and Billy were not joking. 

“I just thought I should have them at the house since you know it is halloween. You know our favorite holiday.” Stu said, looking in between you and Billy.

“It’s not my favorite holiday mine is-”

“Christmas.” The two boys groaned, making you smile.

“The moment September 1st came along you were running around here yelling out ‘It’s christmas!’” Billy mocked you but you could see the slight smile in his cheeks as he recalled the memory. 

“It’s a lovely holiday, what can I say?” You smiled rubbing your socks together. 

Billy stroked the sides of your waist with his knife sending a shiver down your spine. He did this often. To both you and Stu. Still would often get cut most of the time cause he'd always laugh or move too much. But you trusted Billy to never leave a mark on you and he never did. Never has. 

Billy had three favorite things. His knives. His girl. And his best friend.

“Do we have to go to school tomorrow?” You questioned as Stu rubbed your legs while he stared up at the ceiling.

“You wanna skip again? Something on your mind, pretty girl?” Stu questioned. 

“Is someone bothering you? I can handle that, you know.” Billy said with stern eyes as he watched you respond.

“No no none of that I’m fine and no ones bothering me. I just don’t want to go and talk to people you know?” You said, stressed by the thought of even being in that building. 

“When do your parents get back in town?” Billy asked, putting his knife on your nightstand after taking one last long drag against your skin that sent tingles throughout your body.

Your parents had left for a business trip so you invited your two boyfriends to keep you company because why not? They weren’t doing anything before you called anyways.

“Sometime next week. It might get extended depending on some things. They told me I could go with them as always but I wanted to stay.” You said snuggling into Billy’s side.

“I would’ve left. No school and a free trip as a replacement sounds fun right about now.” Stu said, making you smile knowing that he wouldn’t just leave. He’d make sure that you and Billy were able to come as well. No matter if he wanted to admit it or not Stu couldn’t live without Billy nor you. 

Looking up at Billy who had his eyes closed you know he couldn’t live without you or Stu also. He wouldn’t admit it but he shows his love in crazy ways. Rather that’s spray painting the sides of buildings to pulling pranks on literally anybody to actual crimes. Billy has killed for you and Stu. If someone hurt one of you two you either never saw them again or saw them in the news the next day. Same if it was reversed with Stu but Stu doesn’t really clean his tracks very well so it’s mostly just Billy. 

You wondered if loving them made you a bad person. You wondered if keeping their victims a secret made you a murder. You wondered if not feeling a drop of remorse made it seem like you have the knife in your hand. 

But at the end of the day you didn’t really care because at the end of these dark sad thoughts all you saw was Billy and Stu. The two crazy boys who were in love with you. The two boys who showed you the world and would kill anyone who got in the way of your happy fairytale. You just prayed that they wouldn’t be the one to ruin your love story. 

You woke up the next morning feeling relaxed and refreshed. This made you just up and check the time. 1:24 pm. Shit you thought I missed damn near all of school. Rubbing your eyes you noticed that your bed was empty. Where did they go? Getting out of your bed you walked downstairs. Hearing voices, you followed them to the kitchen.

“Dumbass! the butter goes first, did you not read the box?” Billy snapped hitting Stu in the back of his head with said box. 

“You didn’t say that!” Stu said, trying to defend himself as he wiped his cheek leaving some flour in its place making you smile. 

“Maybe if you looked at the box I wouldn’t have to say it!” Billy fussed back. Stu opened his mouth to say something but that's when you decided to make yourself known.

“So are you two gonna bicker all day or tell me what you're doing?” You questioned walking fully into the kitchen.

“Baking you some cookies. Again..” Stu said, making you frown your eyebrows.

“Again?” You questioned.

“Stu burned the first batch.” Billy said, rolling his eyes.

“I did not! They just cooked a little bit longer than the rest.” Stu finished.

“Burnt.” You and Billy said in unison. That was happening a lot more often than usual. 

“We just wanted to do something nice for you before you woke up.” Stu said sneezing all over the batter when he rubbed flour on his face.

“What the fuck Stu!” Billy yelled while you just turned your nose up at the fact that he just sneezed on the batter.

“It’s fine. I’m not hungry. Like at all. I just wanna carve pumpkins okay? That’s it.” You said shifting your eyes between Billy and Stu.

“I’ll go get the pumpkins then.” Stu said starting to move, making you and Billy scream out ‘No!’.

“No! I’ll do it,  just stay here.” Billy said, shaking his head as he walked past you but not before giving you your ‘morning kiss’.

“You keep touching me I’m gonna throw pumpkin guts all over you.” You yelled out. Stu’s elbow kept touching yours as he attempted to show you how to carve your pumpkin.

“I’m trying to help you! You're doing it all wrong, trust me I do pumpkins.” Stu stated as if he was some kind of Pumpkin master.

“You do pumpkins?” You laughed out, tightening the grip on the knife in your hand.

“Shut up if I did you’d be jealous of the pumpkin.” Stu said, rolling his eyes. 

“As if, Who wants to sleep with you?” You questioned going back to cutting your pumpkin.

“You!” Stu said laughing as if that was the funniest thing in the world.

“Only on holidays.. Billy gets Monday through friday.” You said poking your tongue out at Stu to which he leaned in and bit your tongue making you jump back squealing in surprise. 

“Good thing Halloween is coming up.” Stu grinned. 

“Billy, he bit me!” You pointed at Stu with the knife in your hand. Billy pointed down to your pumpkin that was hanging on for dear life. 

“You need help, you keep cutting it like that there's not gonna be any pumpkin left.” Billy said, smirking, making Stu laugh.

“Shut up, it's perfectly fine.” You said going back to cutting pieces of the pumpkin.

“As if.” Stu snickered, earning a handful of pumpkin guts to the face.

“Hey!” Stu yelled out. 

“That’s what you get your lucky I didn’t throw the whole pumpkin!” You yelled.

“What pumpkin?!” Stu yelled back making you gasp.

“Billy!” You yelled.

“God.” Billy said, holding his head in his hands still with the knife in his hand. All he could hear was you two fighting with each other

He was in for a long bumpy ride if he wanted to be with you two forever. But watching the two of the most important people in his life bicker made him realize that he would kill any bump in that road to make them happy.  

[mykoreanlove]

for good

“You like it dirty like that?”

Minho’s voice, barely audible yet sweet as sugar, whispered the naughtiest things into your ear as he was pounding into you. He had you on all fours as he was taking you from behind. Being dominated like that was a lot for you to take in – your legs started shaking uncontrollably, you were at a loss for words and whimpering was the only thing you knew how to do. Minho forcefully grabbed and held you up, pressed against his defined torso as he was demanding an answer.

“Tell me, kitten. Do you like being fucked like that? Do you like being on your fours begging me to give it to you?”

As he was waiting for your answer he played with your hardened nipples – he drew soft, small circles on your buds but proceeded to pinch them as he was getting impatient. You were unable to answer, all you did was moan – repeatedly.

“I’ll take that as a yes, then.”

His big hands roamed your heated body again – caressing your breasts, then stroking your tummy before he found your clit again. You were so close, you felt ready to explode. His index finger drew circles on your pulsating clit, adding more and more pressure.

“Min-”, you huffed out. He was overstimulating you and he knew it. You placed your hand on his in an attempt to stop him but he wasn’t having it.

“Min-”, your voice already pitch-high.

“Yes, kitten?” He acted dumb-founded, as if he didn't know what he was doing to you. “I- I’m… fuck Min, it’s too much!”

Instead of stopping he proceeded to plant chest kisses on your left shoulder. “Kitten, I know that you can take it. I know you can.”

To add to your over-stimulation he started thrusting harder and quicker – he gave it his all to satisfy you once and for all.

Tears started to form in your eyes as your orgasm was approaching – it hit over you like a tsunami. Minho held you close as you were riding out your high. You sank into him, too exhausted to hold yourself up on your own. He held you close as he whispered into your ear. “See, you are such a good girl. Look how well you’re taking all of me. Good kitten.”

After that you found yourself in his strong embrace cuddled on his couch. Both of you were still naked but you wouldn’t have it any other way. “Kitten?”

You looked up at him, blinded by his beauty. Minho was a beautiful man but right here right now he looked ethereal – like the gods themselves had sent him down on this earth only for you to admire.

“Hm?” You looked at him with big eyes. “I really missed you.” He placed a sweet kiss on the tip of your nose, smiling happily to have you in his arms like this. Sadness washed over you.

“So, when are we doing this again?” He cheered excitedly.

You dreaded having this conversation but you knew you had to.

“Never.” Your voice turned cold.

He shot you a surprised look. “Never?”

You took a deep breath before answering. “No, never. You’re not what I want, Min.”

Your answer took him by surprise. Minho turned defendant and scoffed at you. “I am not what you want? Didn’t sound like it 30 minutes ago.”

You remained silent. You had thought about this conversation so often but you never found the words to describe how you felt – or what you felt for him.

Minho’s eyes widened in shock as he realized that you were serious. “Wait, do you honestly mean that, y/n?” He got up from the couch distancing himself from you.

You nodded.

“You don’t want me anymore?” He was angry. “Then why did you come over? Why did you sleep with me?”

It hurt you seeing him like that. You fiddled with your hands while looking down – this was hard for you, too. “Y/N, answer me!” You looked up into his hurt eyes, confusion was written all over his face.

“For the sake of old times. I wanted to see you once more and check for myself. I am sorry, Min.” You were doing the right thing – why where you feeling so shitty, though?

Minho tugged on his long hair trying to make sense out of this. “I don’t get it. We were so good together. Why would you ruin us? Why am I not what you want?!”

You sighed. This felt unfair. How did you become the bad guy in this scenario?

“Min, you only want something casual – you said so yourself. You want to be free and hook up with the whole city but I- I can’t be a part of this anymore.”

Minho thought back to the first conversation he ever had with you. It was true – he only wanted something casual, no strings attached. And he behaved like that, too. Even though he felt himself falling for you when the two of you were together, he acted as if he felt nothing - he was still hurt from his past relationship, still too fucked up to open himself up to someone like you.

He started playing with you – pulling you in when he needed love and pushing you away when you got too close. He started seeing other girls to get you out of his mind. No wonder you thought he was deliberately fucking the whole town.

Now it was him being at a loss for words. “Wha-?”

„I want someone that is crazy about me – only about me, Min. I want to be sure that when he’s out he’s loyal to me and not getting into some other girl’s pants.

I want someone who’s with me, invested in me and my life. I want someone who sees me as the most important person in his life and not as someone he calls to fuck when he’s bored.

I want cute good morning texts and naughty pictures. I want someone that buys me lingerie only to rip it off later. I want sweet picnic dates and drunk make-out sessions in the back of a cab.

I want to be with someone that is my best friend and sexy lover. I want someone to care about me, Min.”

You paused deliberately before saying the next part. “And you don’t want that… At least not with me.”

Ouch.

That hurt.

Your words felt like a stab to his heart. Sadness spread through his body.

“But I… I don’t want to lose you, y/n.”

A sad smile formed on your lips. “Then maybe we can be friends?”

He scoffed again. “Y/N, I don’t want to be your friend. I.. I-”

Minho was unable to say the right things.

He thought them though: Yes, I want you, too! I want to do all of these things with you, too! I am already crazy about you. Whenever I’m getting into someone else’s pants it’s because I can’t stop thinking about you.

I would love to be invested in your life, if you let me. You’re so much more to me than a fuck when I’m bored – I think about you all the damn time.

I typed hundreds of cute good morning texts but never sent them. I got a whole collection of nudes saved for your eyes only. I think lingerie is a waste of money because I’d rip it off of you in seconds but if you insist I’d buy you every set out there.

I want to feed you strawberries on picnic dates and finger you in the dark of a cab. I can be your sexy lover, you know that already. But I really wish to be your best friend, as well. I care about you so much, y/n.

He couldn‘t though. The past still got him in a very strong hold, unable to let go of his fears and wounds. Minho’s eyes turned glossy but he remained silent.

You felt devastated. For a short moment you still had hope that he would change his mind and give you a chance but he didn’t. Your disappointment turned into disgust as you got up and took your clothes.

“Yeah, I thought so.”

Minho watched you dress and leave – unable to say a single word. And with that you left his life as you closed the door – for good. 

[bangtanhoneys]

BTS & Grace - 30 Weeks

Someone told her that babies at 30 weeks were the size of a cabbage, and Grace could certainly see that as she turned to the side, bending slightly so the make-up artist could put the finishing touches to her lips. BTS were due to be on stage in 10 minutes to start a long day of interviews, photo opportunities, and conferences. It was going to be a long day for the band that had been practising nonstop for the past few months for what was going to be over a year-long tour. 

Grace’s pregnancy was smack bang in the middle, and she would (hopefully) give birth well before Seokjin was due to fly out to America to start the American leg of a long-waited tour. She wouldn’t be joining the guys until a month later, and she wouldn’t fully be back to her idol career for another year. There was no way they were going to let down ARMY, who had been excitedly waiting for this mega-world tour since they all got back together in 2025 once Yoongi’s military career had finished. 

And she knew, as much as she wanted to be on stage, there was no chance for her to do so. 

Right now, the idol persona had to be locked away, and Grace would have to trust those maternal instincts that had started all the way back in 2011 when a very young Jungkook walked through the door. Now those maternal instincts would be used on her soon-to-be daughter. 

Her hand rested on her stomach, and she got a foot in return. The Bangtan Baby was awake and getting comfortable, it seemed. Her daughter was rarely active during the early morning and would spend her time shifting around from afternoon to evening, settling down in the night when Seokjin would spend his time telling his daughter about his day and what her uncles were getting up to, what her big brother was getting up to, and even what Min-Ji had brought in from the garden. 

They were all excited for their baby girl’s arrival, counting down the weeks to days, and now that Grace was at the 30 weeks, it meant that action stations and plans were now put into motion in case she went into labour.

Fingers were subtly crossed that today wouldn’t be the day. 

The press were also excited. Grace was one of the first, if not only idol, to still be an idol while pregnant and not hide it. She hadn’t left the group; she hadn’t hidden it away; she hadn’t hidden away the father. She had been completely open and transparent with everyone, from her company to her fans to the media. 

Many had welcomed the transparency. It had opened the door for many female idols to not feel like they had to hideaway what should be one of the most important journeys they would go on and for companies to be more accepting of their female idols and what they should naturally go through. It also opened the door for Grace to be more open with interviews and to talk more about what life was like behind closed doors, especially now that she was pregnant.

And while many of the press today were here to talk about the big BTS comeback and the big tour, everyone knew the most, if not all, of the questions would be directed to Grace.

Grace took a deep breath and stood from the chair, smoothing down the black dress that had been specially made for her. It was comfortable but formal; the material of the dress weighed down so it wouldn’t blow upwards but was tight enough to show off her 30-week bump. All the boys were dressed in matching black formal shirts and trousers. 

After this week, she would have one more appearance, and then she would be done until after giving birth. It would be hard to say goodbye, even if it was only to say ‘see you later.’

“You ready?” Namjoon asked after he handed back the list of people who would be at the conference today.

“No,” she answered truthfully and got a grin in return. 

She wasn’t sure if it was nerves or her daughter getting comfortable, but Grace let out a deep breath and tried to relax. It wasn’t like she had done this before. 

“What time is lunch?” 

Of course Jungkook would be thinking about his stomach, which broke the tension and made everyone laugh.

“I take it you didn’t eat a big enough breakfast,” Yoongi chuckled but rolled his eyes at their maknae’s behaviour.

“I did, but I know noona gets peckish quickly, and I can’t see any snacks on stage either.”

That made Hobi and Jimin coo at the young man, who blushed and shoved at his hyungs shoulders. 

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it covered.” Seokjin grinned as he opened his blazer to show the inner pockets were stuffed full with snacks for his pregnant partner, who saw one of her favourite yoghurt bars and quickly stole it. 

Taehyung snorted and stole a similar bar from another pocket, ignoring the hit to the arm he got in return. 

“Right, let’s deal with this conference,” Namjoon clapped as he went into leader mode. “We’ve got a full day, and we know every question is going to be directed at Grace, so let’s deflect as much as we can because this is the last week the world is going to see her apart from two weeks time.”

Grace took another deep breath after finishing her bar and put her hand in the middle of the group, Seokjin’s on top of hers, followed by Jungkook. The rest followed naturally and turned to her as she smiled.

“Bang.”

“Tan!”

[nejjirez]

" BABY SITTER <33 . "

req ☆ : Hi idk how many requests you got piled up lmaooo so don't feel pressured to get this out immediately if you can't but you should do a Miles 42! either fic or head cannon about how reader has to babysit, so instead of just going back home miles helps showing how he is with kids bc i feel like he's one of those ppl who swear they don't like kids but after a while he's drawn to how funny and aloof they are and the kids are drawn to his leave me alone personality

a/n: hii ! i wasnt rlly taking requests rn but this is soo cute so i decided to give yall this while working on this big story i have for yall , ALSO SORRY FOR CUTTING OUT PART OF UR REQ , IT WAS TOO LONG BUT ENJOYY

miles = dark purple you/nari = pink

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"aaaa ." you heard mayday say as you played with her , handing her a doll that she seemed to like , making her face light up as she giggled with excitement . "aww , youre so cutee" you said , you were getting baby fever over mayday , she was so cutee

you heard a knock at your door , turning your head to it and raising an eyebrow , it was 11:03 pm and you were home alone babysitting , who could possibly be at the door?..

you were slightly scared , this wasn't your first time being home alone but it was damn sure the first time someone has knocked on the door. It wouldn't have been your mom .. she would've used the key.. who was this??..

you got up and looked out the peep hole hesitantly to see a boy with two cornrow braids , a dark purple hoodie , some grey sweats , and some jordan 4s on. Nevermind you knew who this was ..

you chuckled a little to see miles at your door at such a late time , you opened it and looked up at him tilting your head in confusion. "why is u here at..11:03 pm?.." you weren't surprised he was here , but at this time?? he never comes this late .. "i couldnt sleep ma u mind if i stay over for the night?" you glanced at the bag in his hand which probably held all the things he needed , except for what was already here. some of his overnight stuff was here due to him staying overnight alot.

"mm.. lemme ask my mom first but for rn js come in " you opened the door so he could step in , and when he did him and mayday locked eyes making his face turn up while mayday giggled . "you aint tell me .. this ... was here .." his words traveled off as he slowly looked at you wit a stank face (sassy nigga life style..)

im sorry .. im rushing this kinda.. time skip . 30 mins .

while you were in the kitchen cooking some food for you , mayday , and miles , you peeped into the living room to see what mayday was doing and a smile formed across your face at what you saw. miles was playing with mayday , looking pretty happy himself as he tossed the ball back and forth to her cheering her on to catch it.

you took out your phone to take a picture , but when you went to take it you forgot your flash was on .. womp womp. miles shot his head towards you after seeing the light from the flash flood the room for a split second , glaring at you.

"nari." he tossed the ball back to mayday , her still happily giggling in excitement. "my bad .. thought u didnt like kids?" u crossed your arms , grinning at a statement that miles had made not too long. "shut up , she looked lonely" miles was fucking HORRID at making excuses and it rlly showed ..

taglist: @hiimayee @gw3ndyswonderland @444morales @all444miles @marci-jean @spiderheartzz @nokkihy

[asterifish]

Here Always... // Seungmin x male reader

Synopsis: Seungmin has always looked up to and idolized m/n. After the two found out that they would be MCing together, Seungmin wrote a song for m/n, wanting ro impress the older male.

Type: One-Shot

Genre(s): 🍂(see pinned post for key)

Extra Notes: Reminder that 🪐 stands for M/n, and happy reading!! I know i said I'd post on Wednesday or Friday, but this story was available, so im posting it. Two stories will still be out on Friday!!

Story below the cut!!

"Seung, are you sure about this?"

It was early in the morning, and Seungmin had dragged Hyunjin and Chan to the studio to work on a song with him(everyone knows Chan wasn't sleeping anyway).

"Yes hyung, I really want to do this." The younger responded. He was currently spinning around in the studio chair, kicking his legs giddily.

It was 2 days ago that JYPE informed Seungmin that he was going to be MCing with Kang 🪐, and Seungmin was overjoyed. He'd run to Minho and wouldn't shut up about it. On Bubble and Fans, Seungmin would talk to STAYs about how excited he was. STAY (of course) noticed Seungmin's change in attitude, and were quick to spread the news.

"Okay mong-mong, tell me the story again." Hyunjin said, leaning on the chair across from the younger. Chan laughed and nudged Hyunjin, but didn't protest. He wanted to hear the story of how Seungmin and 🪐 had met.

"Seriously hyungs? I just told this story! Were you not listening?" Seungmin complained, but wasn't against the idea of telling the story again.

The two had known each other when they were children. 🪐 was 4 years older than Seungmin, so the younger had always looked up to ��. When they were in middle school, 🪐 had grown distant from everyone. Seungmin found out in highschool that 🪐 had started as a trainee and had missed a lot of class. When Seungmin graduated highschool and auditioned for JYP, 🪐 debuted and they lost contact.

"Aw Minnie, I'm sure he'll really like the song, don't worry about how things ended," Chan smiled and ruffled the youngers hair. "Here let's go over the chorus again, yeah?"

. . .

Day of Music Core, Seungmin was really nervous. He had gotten to the studio an hour early, and was anxiously locking and unlocking his phone. He'd greeted the group he was supposed to be interviewing, but he knew none of the members so he stayed at a distance. 🪐 had showed up 30 minutes after Seungmin got there, and was talking happily with the idol group, seeming to know 2 of the members.

Sighing, the younger male headed to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. After standing there for a few minutes with the water running, a hand turned off the faucet. Almost jumping out of his skin, Seungmin turned around. Of course it had to be 🪐. Seungmin gave the male a small smile and moved to leave, but 🪐 took his hand.

"Hey Min? Can I talk to you for a few before we start?" 🪐's voice was quiet, but echoed in the empty bathroom. Seungmin looked up, eyes bright at the nickname. "Yeah! Whats up 🪐-hyung?"

🪐 smiled before taking a towel from the rack. Holding the youngers face, he began patting it dry. "Min... you've messed up your make up!" He smiled softly, but 🪐's smile faltered after a few seconds. Seungmin made a mental note of this and frowned, "Is everything okay?"

🪐 nodded and then took a makeup kit out of his pocket. "Here, sit down so i can fix this mess you made." 🪐 said, leading the younger to the window ledge. As 🪐 fixed Seungmin's make-up, the two caught up a little bit. Seungmin told 🪐 about his members, and 🪐 seemed really happy for the boy.

"I'm so glad you're following your dreams Seung! And... Im sorry we fell out of touch... I really just didn't know how to..." 🪐's voice trailed off as he moved away, done with the younger's make-up.

Smiling, Seungmin hopped off of the ledge. "Don't worry hyung! I promise im not mad or anything, everyone has their own reasons for why they do things! Im just glad that youre safe."

🪐 almost cried at Seungmin's words, pulling him into a hug. "Oh Seung, what would I do without you?"

"Probably die." The younger teased. Now that the two had talked, seungmin was less nervous. "Oh hyung... before we go back.. Can I show you something?"

🪐 smiled and nodded "of course! Whats up?"

Seungmin took out his phone slowly and took a deep breath. "I.. wrote a song for you... Chan-hyung helped me because I...."

Tapping Seungmin's shoulder, 🪐 smiled. "It's okay Minnie, I'm sure it turned out great!" Seungmin nodded and then pressed play on the track. Hus eyes watched 🪐 closely. The older male was swaying side to side, a small smile ln hus face.

When the song ended and the two were ealking towards the set, 🪐 nudged Seungmin. "I really liked the song Minnie, I'm really proud of you!"

Seungmin smiled and bowed his head shyly, fiddlibg with the mic in his hands. When it was time to record, instead of standing across the room from each other, they stood very close to each other. The recording went great, and 🪐 hung out with Stray Kids a lot more afterwards.

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Undercover Desires (18+)

Request: Alright, I have an idea 💡 I'd also ask this for my bday but then I feel bad for all other which requested before me :( 

Another Antonio one where they're a couple and she works as an officer on the road, but one time Hank asks her to help them out undercover, all dressed up hot and sexy, which makes Antonio really jealous and possessive but he can stay professional. Just until they get home, where he rips of her dress and shows you that every part of you belongs to him ? 🥵💗

Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Cop!Reader

Warnings: smut, implied smut, swearing, fluff, angst

A/N: happy birthday to the anon that sent this request in! I hope you like it!

You loved your job and wouldn’t give anything up for it. You liked the thought of working in Intelligence but you liked being out there on the streets more. You are a cop for Chicago PD and currently loving it. You also didn’t want to put your boyfriend’s, Antonio Dawson, job at risk and risk the chance of clouding his head if you two did work together. You and Antonio have been together 2 going on 3 years and you loved each other with everything you got and you wouldn’t trade anything for it.

Intelligence was currently working on a case and you could tell it was a tough one considering the way Antonio would come and collapse. Every other cop had been asked to help on the case but it wasn’t as in depth as Intelligence was working. You wished you could help more but right now all you could do was patrol the streets and alert if something was out of the ordinary. The case was about how a man would abduct ladies at a bar and then sexually assault them and then end up killing them and dumping them. The FBI should’ve been called in but Intelligence was given a chance to catch the person before the feds were called.

You had gotten home from work before Antionio and had changed out of your work clothing and started some dinner. It wasn’t even 30 minutes until your boyfriend had walked into the shared apartment with a sigh and keys hitting the table beside the entry way. You turned around and smiled at him sympathetically. “Hey, Baby. Rough day?” You asked him already knowing the answer.

“Very. We aren’t any closer than when we started.” He said and walked over to you and hugged you and you returned the hug.

“I’m sorry. I wish there was something I could do to help out. Food will be ready in 10 min.” You said when you released each other.

“You’re doing all that you can, Babe. Anything I can do to help?” He asked and you shook your head.

“No. You go and get changed and it’ll be ready by the time you get out here.” You said knowing his routine and how he liked to take a quick shower after work to as he puts it ‘wash off the day’. True to your word when he joined you back into the kitchen and you had already began to plate his food. He smiled and took the plate from you and kissed you, you closed your eyes and leaned into the kiss. He pulled away and then you plated your food and joined him at the table but not before grabbing two beers and opening them and sitting one in front of him.

“Have I told you lately about how beautiful and sexy you are?” He asked and you furiously blushed and dipped your head and shook your head.

“No, I don’t think so.” You say looking up at him still blushing and you could see the light twinkling in his eyes.

“Well, in that case you are one sexy woman. The most beautiful one I’ve seen and don’t know how lucky I got to call you mine.” He said and that had you blushing even more. Let’s just say you both didn’t finish your supper and headed off to bed early.

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The next morning you both woke up cuddled into each other’s arms with no clothing on. You smiled at each other and then started to get ready for the day. When you were ready you kissed each other and headed to the precinct. You normally didn’t ride together due to the different times you both got off. When you arrived, you kissed each other and went your separate ways but not before telling each other that you loved one another and to be safe.

As you we greeted Trudy and she gave you a look of annoyance and rolled her eyes as you walked past her to grab the keys to your cruiser. While you grabbed them Hank walked in and spotted you. He walked over to you and you looked up and smiled at him. “Hey, Hank. What’s up?” You asked and he smiled at you.

“Hey, Y/N. I’m gonna need your help with something.” He said

“Yea, of course, what is you need?” You asked this is what you had been hoping for.

“We need someone to go undercover and we can’t send it Hailey or Kim. They would be recognized almost instantly and they don’t look like the woman he has been taking. I want someone that hasn’t been seen with us and you also look the other women.” He said and you thought about it and you seriously wanted to help.

“Absolutely, I would do anything to help you guys.” You said and you could see some of the tension fall from his face.

“Thank you so much.” He said and you nodded “Be ready up in Intelligence in an hour. I’ll have the girls help you get ready and wired.” He said “Also I need you to wear something that would catch his eye. So, if you have anything at home I would suggest going and getting it.” He added and you nodded.

“You got it.” You said and he thanked you one last time and then you both headed your separate ways. When you got your car, you headed to your and Antonio’s apartment to grab a form fitting dress and some high heels. The dress didn’t cost much and had been saving it for any occasion and what better occasion then a short undercover operation?

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You patrolled the area for awhile until it was time to head to the precinct. When you arrived, you parked the car and headed in with your stuff. Trudy looked at you and walked over and punched in the code to let you up. You smiled at her and she smiled back and shook her head. You both were good friends and liked to tease each other and it just flowed smoothly.

You walked up the stairs and everyone greeted you but Antonio and you could see the wheels turning in his head and he shook his head. “Did Hank put you up to this?” He asked you and you just smirked.

“He asked me and I said yes. No shame in helping out.” You said and walked over to him and kissed him which he returned.

“Glad you’re here.” Hank said and you broke the kiss to look at him “Kim and Hailey will help you get ready.” He said and the girls mentioned came up and took both of your arms and headed into the locker room.

“So, how bad is Antonio freaking out about this?” You asked with a smirk as you started to remove your uniform.

“He didn’t know who we got to do it until you walked in.” Kim said and you shook your head.

“It’s going to be an easy one. Get in there have him confess and get out.” Hailey said and you nodded you slid on the dress.

“Since you’re going to be wearing a dress, we got a necklace with a mic in it so we can hear everything.” Kim said and you nodded your head and they put the necklace on you. You all continued to talk while they got you ready to go. Once you all were done you put on your heels and headed out to the bullpen. Kevin, Jay and Adam complimented you but Antonio had yet to say anything but you could tell by the way his pupils dilated that he had liked it and could he wanted to shield you from other guys.

“Antonio?” You asked with a smirk and you could see how he was having a hard time controlling himself.

“You look perfect, Babe.” He said while looking you up and down.

“Ok, now that you’re ready we can get going.” Hank said and you all nodded and headed out to the van and the vehicles. You knew what you were doing to Antonio, you could see him squirming in his sit and had to adjust himself several times.

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They briefed you one more time and then you were heading into the bar. Some catcalls were made at you and you just knew Antonio was not taking it well. When that man gets possessive, he gets turned on and it led to some incredibly great and rough sex, which you loved. You found a seat the bar and waited and you didn’t have to wait too long until a man approached you.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked you and you turned to look at him, he was handsome, tall, dark hair, a dazzling smile, and chocolate-colored eyes. You smiled at him.

“No, not at all.” You said and he sat down.

“I haven’t seen you around here before.” He said

“My work is demanding but I decided to take sometime for myself.” You said and you knew you were lying.

“My name is Tyler Shane.” He said

“Well nice to meet you, Tyler. I’m Abbigail Lawson.” You said giving a completely fake name. You could just imagine Antonio smirking.

“Well, what do you say to getting out of here?” He asked and you nodded.

“Ok. Your place or mine?” You asked.

“Mine.” He said as you began leaving with him you made sure to adjust your necklace a sign that you had him. Once you reached outside and began heading towards the car Intelligence jumped out.

“Chicago PD!” Hank yelled out and Tyler put his hands up while Hank cuffed him and Antonio came over to you and wrapped his jacket around you.

“You fucking bitch! You’re a cop?!” Tyler yelled out looking at you and before you could respond Antonio beat you to it.

“You bet she is. She’s a damn good one.” He said and pulled you closer to him shielding you away from Tyler. Hailey and Kim came over to you and removed the necklace and then you all went on your way.

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When you all arrived back to the police station Hank allowed Antonio to take you home and Trudy didn’t even say a word. You decided to leave your car there and ride with Antonio back home. The ride home was all sexual tension. Antonio had his hand on your high and it was slowly rising to the hem of the dress. “My girl is badass.” He said and his voice had gone an octave lower a sign that he was really turned on. His hand slid up further until it reached your underwear and he started to stroke you which quickly had you a moaning mess.

“Antonio.” You moaned out and then you were stopped at a stoplight he leaned over and kissed your neck. That and the combination of him slowly stroking you had you hot and bothered. The light turned green and he didn’t move until a car horn blew and then he returned his attention back to the road he pulled his hand away and whimpered at the loss of friction. He smirked and drove the rest of the way to the apartment. He as hard and you could tell from the bulge in his jeans. You reached over and rubbed him and he actually swerved but quickly corrected himself.

You arrived back to the apartment and he parked and killed the engine and you both walked into the apartment. When you got the elevator, he pressed the button and when it opened you two walked inside thankful nobody was there. Once the door was shut, he had his mouth on yours and hand returning to your soaking hot core. “So wet for me and only me.” He said and bit your sweet spot and you moaned. You were close and could feel that rubber band tightening just a little more and it would snap. He seemed to have had noticed that because he pushed your underwear to the side and slid a finger into you and began to finger fuck you. He had you a moaning mess. He then curled his finger hitting your g-spot and it was over you came over his hand then the elevator dinged and he pulled out and you whimpered again. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. “You taste absolutely delicious.” He said and you pressed your thighs together trying to get the friction back that you so desperately needed. He held his hand out to you and you walked out and to your apartment he had already had the keys out and unlocked the door and once you were inside, he had your back against the door attacking your neck.

“Antonio!” You moaned out. You felt him smirk you kicked off your heels and wrapped your hands around his neck with one hand in his hair. You turned you head the side letting him have more access.

“You were so hot today. Had me hard while we were in that van.” He said and brought you hand to the bulge in his jeans. “You’re mine and only mine.” He said while looking into your eyes. “I want to get this dress off of you.” He said and took it in one hand and tugged the dress ripped with ease and you gasped.

“That was my favorite dress.” You whined out.

“I’ll buy you a new one.” He said he had you jump and you circled your legs around his waist and he walked you over to the counter and laid you down on the cold surface which felt great on your burning skin. You were so out of it that the sound of material ripping had you looking at him and you saw your torn underwear in his hands and a smirking Antonio, you glared at him.

“Antonio.” You said in a stern voice and he just smirked.

“I’ll get you new ones.” He said and you rolled your eyes but it didn’t last because the next thing you knew he was licking a broad stripe up your folds that had you toes curling. You moaned and your hands went to his head and pushed him further into you. He rolled your clit and gently bit it at times and probed your entrance with his tongue. After a minute he pulled away and you groaned at the loss of contact, you were so close.

Your hands fell from his head and you watched him rid himself of his clothing and you got rid of your bra. Once he stepped out of his jeans, he was stepping over to you and roughly shoving his girthy cock into you. The familiar stretch and burn were perfect and you loved it, your head went to the counter and he started a rough pace thrusting in and out of you. You and he were a moaning mess. “Right there! Feels so good!” You moaned out and he latched onto your right nipple and set a brutal pace that you loved. He caged you in with his arms.

He rolled your nipple in his mouth and gently bit it and then soothed it out after a few minutes he let go of it and looked up at your face and smirked. “You’re mine and only mine.” He said and you nodded “Words use your words.” He said and you moaned.

“Yours.” You said and he gave a sharp thrust into you and then attacked you left nipple giving it the same attention as the other. He then let up and pulled out and you whimpered at the loss of contact but you didn’t have to wait long because he was helping you down and then bending you over the counter and then shoving himself back into you. You could feel the coolness on your breasts. You turned you head the side and he put one hand on you head holding you down while the other one held your hips.

“Tell me who is making you feel good.” He said

“You.” You said and he gave a harsh thrust.

“Who is making you feel this good?” He asked again.

“Antonio!!” You yelled out and he smirked.

“Good girl.” He praised and you felt that knot forming in your stomach again. You were so close.

“’M close.” You said and he leaned over you going deeper.

“Not yet.” He said and you whimpered he pulled out again and then turned you around and had you jump again and he walked you to the bedroom. He gently threw you on the bed and then crawled up to you and guided himself into you again and set a brutal pace again.

“’Tonio, close.” You said and he just smirked loving when you couldn’t even form sentences. He himself was close too.

“Let go.” He said and as he said that you did and his thrusts grew sloppy and he stilled inside of you throwing his head back and moaning as her painted your walls white. When you both came down from your high you were both panting and the room smelt of sex, you both were sweating. He rested his head on your and smiled and you smiled back. He kissed you and you kissed back. He slowly slid out of you.

Antonio got up and went into the bathroom and came back with a wet washcloth he gently slid it through your oversensitive folds and you moaned and your legs shook. “I’m sorry.” He said and you shook your head.

“Nothing to apologize for. Just sensitive.” You said and he smirked knowing he made you that way. He threw the washcloth into the basket. He walked over to the bed and pulled the covers back and you both crawled into them. He pulled you into him to where your back was to him.

“You’re mine and only mine.” He said and you turned to face him and smiled.

“Yours and only yours. If I get rough sex each time you get possessive or jealous each time I go undercover or someone flirts with me, then I should do it all the time.” You said with a chuckle and so did he. You closed your eyes “I love you, Babe.” You said.

“I love you too.” He said and felt you smile against his chest and kissed your head and felt your breath even out and then he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Oh yea if he was like this every time you went undercover or he jealous and possessive when someone flirted with you then yea you were going to do it more often.

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About that alley .7

jason Todd x ofc Alex

dc masterlist

Unedited***Also I swear Tumblr is messing up my spelling on purpose cuz everytime I re-read something I know I fixed it's wrong again

Alex: short, curvy, red hair, green eyes, redheads go through pain meds way faster than normal people to the point I personally don't even take them, it's a joke, they last 30 min at best

Summary: Alex finds out her bf is red hood, after she spills some not so great secrets to the masked man while stitching him up.

Warnings: Vaginismus* angst, sexual assault, self-harm, depression, drug use by Alex, violence, cursing, NSFW, self-hate, insecurities, eating disorder, weight loss, smut smuttety smut, oral fem rec', face sitting, over stimulation, Jason being a horny bastard, Jason is the best at oral get in line to fight me on that. This part writter with a little bluetooth keyboard so sorry for typos

A/N: I do not own dc booho

not my gif^^

"Babe!"

"Yeah?"

"Can I please go out," Alex shouted down the long hallway of their hideout.

"No," Jason called back.

"I'll let you eat me out!"

"You'll fucking what," He shouted excitedly appearing in front of her.

"Well you keep saying-"

"That I don't care if you can't pleasure me but it would be an honor to have my face between your thighs for eternity?"

"That and-"

"That I would do anything you asked if you sat on my face or rode my thigh."

"Yes, so if you let me go out, or go out with me, cuz I'm bored, I will let you eat me out, in a position of your choice."

"Really, any position," he all but squealed doing a little happy dance.

"well-"

"No take backs."

"When we get back, not before," she said, holding out her pinkie which he looped with his. She'd been in this cave like safe house for two full weeks, and she'd read every book in the place plus the ones he'd brought back for her, but she was going a little stir crazy. The food was ok, the bed wasn't hard, she was safe, she knew she shouldn't complain, but come on, did he really think the bats would take her again. Alex rolled her eyes at Jason practically skipping away to get ready to go out, she followed behind a bit slower to get dressed.

Jay took her out to eat, to the bookstore, a small clothing shop, then dragged her into a toy shop with an evil gleam in his eye. She'd perused the shelves with light interest but was content to let him pick out a few things. He found a dark red bullet vibe, a light pink butterfly vibe, and much to her amusement a fuzzy pair of cuffs.

"For me," he said with a wink while they were being scanned. They took the long way back so she could stretch her legs but far too soon they were back in the boringness and she sighed while he plugged in the new toys.

"I'm gonna shower, do you want me to shave or..."

"Nope, want ya just the way ya are, princess."

She used her good sugar scrub, and vanilla scented lotion then tied her hair into a braid with shaky hands. Knowing it would be off in seconds she didn't bother to pick out anything pretty, just threw one of his shirts on with nothing underneath. Deep breath in, and out, in, and out. Head up, shoulders back and walk. Jason was sitting on the bed in his boxers scrolling on his phone but he looked up with a loving smile when she entered.

"Can I request the shirt stay," she asked looking anywhere but him.

"If it'll make you more comfortable," he said tossing his phone to the side and reaching out to pull her to him. He buried his face in her stomach just breathing her in for a moment.

"How do you-I mean where should I..."

"I would love for you to sit on my face but we can work up to that, just lay on your back, sweets," he said into her shirt. She combed her fingers through his hair then grabbed the strands to pull him back a bit, careful not to hurt him. She kissed his forehead and stepped away to climb on the bed. He smirked at her when she adjusted the shirt for modesty as she got situated but when she started to say something he lowered himself over her to capture her mouth in a slow loving kiss. Her brain gave a heavy, dreamy sigh, and all worry left. One strong arm was holding him up while the other was holding her, gentle but firm and so Jason that she melted into the sheets. When she couldn't breathe anymore she broke away panting but he had far more lung power than her and he hardly sucked in a breath before he was peppering her in kisses, her cheeks, he nose, her lips, her throat. Everywhere he could reach without shifting weight or removing the shirt she wanted on. He was intent on foreplay, teasing her with his eyes and his mouth until she was wet without being touched.

"Love you," he said into her skin trailing a hand down her curves to rub her thigh.

"Love you too," she whispered, letting her hands fall from him as he slid down her body. he was huge, she always forgot how big until he was over her, her entire body able to fit in his torso area so when he settled between her legs her hips twinged at the stretch. The mans shoulders were insane and when he looped his arms under her ass to hold her open and against him she felt like a mouse caught by a wolf.

"So pretty," he cooed, nudging the shirt up out of his way. She was working on her breathing while he took her in like a fine painting. One soft slow lick and she jerked away from him, well tried, he had a good grip.

"Easy tiger, haven't even started yet."

A whine forced it's way from the back of her throat. He raised a brow in a silent ' are you sure about this' but she nodded with a shaky smile so he winked and licked again. She didn't jerk this time, but fuck, she'd never felt so good and he'd done almost nothing.

"Hope you drank enough water, gonna keep ya here all day pretty." He punctuated this by spreading her folds and sealing his lips around her clit sucking with enough pressure to make her see stars. Breathing through his nose he kept her bud between his teeth sucking and flicking it with his tongue for at least five minutes until he felt her slick coating his chin.

"Jason," she whined.

"That's my name," he said smoothly. His tongue moved to dip inside her the shallow penetration just starting to hurt and he felt the muscles tense against him so he moved back to her clit. She was giving him the tiniest little moans and he felt on top of the world. With a quick re-adjust he slid his arms out from under her so he could use them to better access her sweet sounds. Using his fingers he spread her folds and moved the hood so her clit was fully exposed and he blew on it.

"Fuck, what the fuck," she whimpered jerking back away from him.

"Never taken the armor off the solider," he asked with a laugh.

"No." He did it again and she gasped. Then he licked and her heart stopped. He laughed again and used one hand to keep her open and the other to tap, tap, tap, slow stroke, swirl, tap.

"F-fuck, why does-Ah!" she interrupted herself when he pinched and rolled. He kept at it, rolling her clit until she was whimpering, begging. She could feel the pressure building, that delicious burn creeping through her.

Right as she was about to cum, the knowledge enough to make her shed a tear it stopped. Jason had doubled his efforts intent on making her orgasm, but it wasn't enough. It was like her body got close and just shut down acting like it didn't feel a thing.

"Sorry, nothing," she told him unable to look him in the eye.

"It's ok, we'll get there." But she knew better, she'd been trying all her life to 'get there' and she was ready to give up.

Some time after they showered and had gotten into comfy clothes Jason opened his mouth to ask her something but closed it when she tilted her head at him.

"What?"

"Why did you fake it before?"

"Fake, what my orgasms?"

"Yeah, I mean I slightly understand why you had sex with me, still not over that, but why fake the o's why not just tell me you struggle with that at least?"

"Jay, I can't do it anyway and on pain killers I lose most of the feeling so there would be no way to get me off, I didn't want you to feel...unmanly, when you couldn't do it."

"I'm not fragile," he snorted in disbelief.

"I'm not saying that, I'm saying...remember when I made those oatmeal cookies cuz you said you wanted to eat cleaner? The recipe was shit, but since I don't eat oatmeal I never tried them and it took me two-ish months to catch your face when you bit into one. You looked pained to be eating it, but you never said a word. Then the cookies magically turned into chocolate chip from then on."

"I don't follow?"

"My orgasm is the cookie and you're the baker, but the cookies are never gonna taste right."

"That's a weird comparison." She shrugged and snuggled her face into his neck.

"Are we gonna be out of here soon?"

"Only if you promise to come to me next time," he said, tapping a spot on her ribs. Shit.

"How'd you know," she asked, lifting her shirt to assure him they weren't infected.

"When I got back the other day you looked like you were about to tell me you were cheating on me. Since I knew that wasn't it the next jump was this." He ran a finger over the scabbed over marks, so gentle, so soft she could have cried.

"I cleaned them," she said like it made it better.

"I know. Need to see what you use, love." Her heart beat skipped.

"Why. It's clean."

"Baby, I know I can't stop you, and I would feel better knwoing what you use than picturing you with shards of glass." She was shaking her head, wiggling away from him and off the bed hands yanking the shirt back down.

"It's just a pocket knife. It's clean and sharp, and-and-" She couldn't breathe again damn it. He couldn't know. She couldn't tell him.

"Alright, it's ok," he whispered sitting up on the bed and not making another move towards her. He assumed she was freaking out because he might take it from her but he was off, way off. She didn't want him knowing she used the knife he gifted her what kind of weirdo does that? It had started out as more of an oops I don't have my other blade, this will have to do for now, but it was a damn good knife, solid handle, razor sharp, the best she'd ever owned and it was on her at all times so she just kept using it until it was the only thing that touched her skin and now... fuck he would blame himself, she knew he would and she couldn't let that happpen. but she didn't have the old blade she used to use, never carried it anymore, she didn't have anything in the hide out but that one. Even if she lied and said she'd only ued it the one time he would 1. feel like shit anyway, and 2. know she was lying because all her marks matched, made by the same blade matched and he was a damn good detective.

"I'm not gonna take it from ya, don't want you to feel like you have to use your finger nails or something,' he tried to use dark humor knowing she prefered it.

"later, when we get back to my place," she assured with a huffed out laugh, a forced laugh.

"I can live with that. ya got any other spots?" Shit, yeah, she'd been bored and alone and her thoughts had run wild when he was gone on patrol, she had at least fifty.

"umm, a few." She didn't alaberate, sure as hell wasn't going to show him and he wasn't pushing, not for now at least. he looked like he was about to ask about them so she did the only thing she could think of and blurted out something reiculous.

"maybe if you used the helmet!"

"uh what?"

"I've always had a mask and helmet kink, and obvi a biker kink so maybe if you fingered me with the mask on, or bent me over your bike, or if I rode your thigh while you were in gear," she rambled, more so to distract him but none of it was a lie.

"You want Redhood to fuck you?" He wasn't aposed, especially if it got her off, hell he'd dress up as santa clause if it helped.

"yeah," she feigned a shy look, well she hoped it looked like she was flustered not like she was about to puke from nerves. he sucked in a breath and fidgeted with his pants for a moment.

"In gear?"

"yeah, sometimes i dream about you coming back from patrol, all sweaty and pissed off, tearing off my pj's and making me ride each of your thighs until I'm begging-" She stopped at the sound he made, the half groan half growl that should have sounded like a threat was like pure molten hottness to her ears and she worried he would make good on that dream here and now.

"You can't tell me things like that. I know you're just trying to distract me."

"thought about being on the front of your bike with one of your arms around me to pin me to you and your other hand in my pants. thought about you bending me ovr the batrhoom sink and watching in the mirror. You spreading me out on the table and eating me for breakfast. Having you inside me all night-" There was that sound again but this time it was accomponied by him flying off the bed to pin her to the nearest wall, her legs around his waste and arms above her head before she blink. If avoiding touchy subject was a sport she would have the gold.

"I dream about my issue not being there so I can have you inside me all the time. Want to sleep with you in me, sit on the couch and watch movies in your lap with you inside me. Straddle you in your big chair with my legs wrapped around you just like this my head on your shoulder while you read your books and act like I'm not whinning for you to move and fuck me senseless."

"Playing a dangerous game here sweets."

"You won't hurt me," she said kissing his nose. " i trust you. Please make me cum?" The request and the 'i trust you' had his head spinning and his mouth watering.

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[mknae-jongho]

drunk sex!

Masterlist!

dom!San x black girl sub!reader

Smut | MDNI |

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you and san went out with the other members, you, san & the boys been stressing from work and need some relief. But san wants more!

genre and warnings: degrading, dacryphilia, breeding, cowgirl riding, cursing, praising, choking, hair pulling, overstimulating, orgasm denial, pet names, spanking, slapping, spitting, toys, smut so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, sorry for any word mistakes🤭!

I put my phone down & got up to shower. 30 minutes later after my shower i went to my closet and grabbed san favorite tight dress and did my hair a makeup.

After i got ready i hear my phone ring, looked at the caller id it’s your mann san.

“Hello”

“hey baby. We had to wake mingi up cause he’ll be mad if he found out we went out without him but we’re outside baby.”

“haha, okay baby i’m comin i’m goin to grab my purse and i’ll be right out.”

“okay baby.”

I ended the call and grabbed my matching purse before leaving out.

Leaving the house, i entered the car and saw san and the members and a sleepy mingi.

“he’s still a little tired.” i hear hwa say

“yea cause somebody wanna force him out the bed.” wooyoung said looking at san

“shut up woo, hey sexy.” san said looking at you biting his lip

“yeah sexyyy.” wooyoung said and looked at san to see him already looking back at him.

“haha, i was just playing.” woo said with a scared laugh and sitting back.

“hey baby.” you said

“san are you gone start up the car or we just gon sit here all day.” hwa said

San started up the car and went to a private drinking spot him and the boys go.

Car seat order: Driver:San, Passenger:Jongho, Second row seat: You, Seonghwa, Hongjoong, last row seat: Wooyoung, yeosang, Mingi, Yunho.

15 minutes later you guys pulled up to the spot.

San got out the car to open the door for you and grabbed your hand. “Come on mi’lady.” san said making you giggle, “Thanks prince.”

All of you walked in the building to go get drinks and sit at a table. All the seats ran out so san pulled you onto his lap. “There you go sexy, hear have a drink.” san said as passing you a shot glass.

If haven’t even been five minutes yet and san, loud mouth wooyoung, and yunho are drunk.

“i mish my babhyy .” san said with messed up words and a whiny voice. “I’m right here san.” “you’re not mines, my girlfriend gon beat yo ass gettt off mee.” San started to push you. “San i’m your girl, we’ve been together for 3 1/2 years.” you said grabbing his hands to keep him from pushing you. “ 3 AND A HALF YEARS” san yelled. “ahhhhhh” wooyoung yelled and we all looked at him.

“What is the issue now??” seonghwa said. “yunho bittttt meeeee” wooyoung said whining.

San looked back at you, “ 3 years really omggggg wowwwww.” he said shocked

“yes baby now suck it up, you’re drunk you’ll remember sooner or later.” you said smiling

“you’re smile is so pretty.” san said pulling you closer. “i know baby you’ve told me plenty of times.

San then started making you bounce on his dick. “babe stoppp.”

“i’m hornyy y/n.” san said spanking your ass and squeezing it afterwards. San stared at you with an expression that makes you dripping wet.

“stop looking at me like that.”

“ Can y’all stop being nasty for once.” seonghwa said with a disgust face

“that’s not me it’s san.” you said laughing. “Don’t blame me, you look too good i can’t help it.” he said rolling his eyes.

30 mins later everybody was fucked up except for me and seonghwa, i mean somebody gotta make sure everyone get home safe. San got hornier each shot he drank. San took off his shirt and almost undid his pant but i stopped him.

“ Hwa i think it’s time to go home now before it gets outta hand.”

“yeah i’ll take hongjoong and the rest home their pretty wasted.”

I help san get up as he was wobbling everywhere, i put his arm over my shoulder and helped him to the car.

“Ima tell my girlfriend you’ve kidnapped me, let me gooooooo let me goooooooo.” san said make a remix of elsa.

“okay babe, just let me get you home.”

You put on his seat belt and closed the door. As you walked to the driver side of the car san was watching your every move looking at you up and down. As you got in he looked at you with a smirk on his face.

“whatt??”

“your my gf?”

“yes i’ve been telling you that for the longest.”

Looking at him he already staring at you before he began to speak.

You notice that’s you didn’t start driving yet so you put the car in drive and start driving.

5 mins later san started talking again.

“Baby do u’know that when you walk your ass jiggle.” he whispered into you ear wrapping an arm around your waist and started kissing and biting your neck leaving marks.

“yes baby now let me focus driving, we’re almost home you can have me then.” you said pushing him back on his side of the car.

“ughh fine.” he said rolling his eyes.

Arriving home you help san inside. “do you need water babe??” you asked

“i’m fine, once i’m done fucking you i’ll be back to normal.” after he said that he pushed you against the wall and started kissing you and grinding onto you .

“mhh san.” you said into the kiss

He then grabbed you by your neck and you gasped, slipping his tongue in.

“jump.”

You jumped, he stoped the kiss to remove your dress. After removing your dress leaving you naked, you suddenly felt on hard sting on your butt.

“No underwear, no bra.” he smacked your ass again harder this time. “what if the other members could’ve saw huh??” another smack landed on you .

“i’m sorry baby it’s just I’m not support to wear anything with this dress.”

“You’ve should’ve picked another one.” another smack landed make you whine in pain.

“sannie you told me to wear something sexy and i did but i didn’t kno-.”

“save it. before i go to the bedroom, i want you in there on the bed legs spread understand.”

quiet…

San gets closer to your face grabbing your jaw, “i said do you understand?”

“y-y-yes i un-understand.”

5 min later san came in with a blindfold & a belt, he sat the belt down onto the bed.

“sit up. now.”

you sat up as he put on the black lace blindfold.

You hear him walk to the closet and pull some out.

As he came closer to you you felt something cuff each ankle with your wrist on each arm.

As you hear a belt being picked up suddenly you felt a hard sting on your right ass cheek.

“oww fuck san.” you said with a whiny voice.

“aww, does it hurt my baby.” san said mimicking you.

You suddenly felt another hard sting, this time on your left butt cheek.

“sanniee please.” you said as you felt your eyes water

“count”

spank, “one”, spank, “two” spank , “owww three” as tears started pouring down your face.

5 minutes later he’s still goin you lost count.

Spank . after spank . after spank . “what number y/n.”

…

“WHAT NUMBER!!”

“sannie i don’t know please.”

Spank . “lost count?” … spank. “HUH?” spank. spank. spank. spank. he hear you sniffing and dragged you up by your hair. “cryin now huh.” he then throws you away a put you on all fours.

“Tell me what number we’re on before i start over.”

“san pls i don’t know.”

“Maybe i can make you remember. Start over from the top.”

“san pls i can’t take no more.”

spank.

“Start. NOW”

spank. “one” you said in a crying voice. spank. “two”. spank “three.” spank, “four”.-

San flips you back around onto your back and take off the blindfold and grab you by your jaw getting closer to your ear.

“it was 45 spanks in total y/n, since you forgot.”

he then slaps you across the face, not too hard but hard enough to feel the sting.

San then got out the bed and removed all his clothes, dick on rock hard that touches his belly button.

He then grabbed you by your thigh and drags you toward the edge of the bed.

He grab his dick and push it into you slowing only adding his tip before pulling back out.

“beg for it.”

…

“don’t make me repeat myself.”

“ss-sannie.”

“hmm? beg.”

“sannie please put it in. i need you now daddy please”

He put the tip in slowly before pulling back out still teasing you.

“SAN”

he slaps you across the face.

“don’t yell at me, now beg if you want more.”

“sannie please put it in me san, i need you now san please. i want to cum. i want to cum on your dick daddy ple- ahh oh my gosh, mhhhhhh”

He moves into you at a fast pace, “fuck baby girl, so fuckin tight. ahh fuckkkkk shit.” he tilts his head back mouth hung open.

“daddyyyy , fuck your so deep.”

San looked down to your stomach and see his bulge poking your stomach with each thrust. San uncuffs your hands and ankles and grabs your hand and placed it on your stomach where his bulge pokes at.

“feel that babygirl. that’s me deep in your stomach.”

“Yes i feel i- mhh it san ff-fuck san omg sss-ssooo d-deeppp.”

“Let’s test your flexibility baby.”

He then grabbed both of your legs placing them both on his shoulders leaning so far down that your thighs are touching your chest.

“AHHH FUCK SANN”

“open your mouth.”

you open your mouth and he spat in it and kissed up after covering your moans into his mouth.

He fixed his position so he can go deeper and nothing but moaning and grunts bouncing off the walls. He placed his head into your neck moaning in your ear setting something off inside you make you close to your climax.

“ Fuck i’m cumming san.”

After you said that he pulled out making your climax go away.

“whyyyy i was close.”

“not yet baby girl.”

he then started kissing down your body to he’s face to face to your pussy and start placing kisses on it make you shiver. He started licking your clit slowly making your legs shake after every lick.

“faster daddy please.”

After you said that he started licking at a animalistic pace before rubbing your slit with his fingers adding his middle finger then a second finger in and out at a pace matching his licking.

“ahh fuck. san you’re making me feel so good.”

“mhh” he growls against your pussy running chills up your spine.

“i’m close san please let me cum fuckkkk.”

“cum for me baby. cum into my mouth let me taste your sweetness. CUM BABY”

Something about his words set something loose inside of you as your legs began to shake harshly and you squirted making a mess everywhere, down your thigh onto the sheets and san face.

San keep eating you even tho you’ve came causing you to overstimulate. He sat up, pulls out his finger and spat on your clit before rubbing it hard and fast.

“ssssss- sa-sann ple- sstoppp” he just stared at you with his slit low eyes watching your face expression as he bit his bottom lip.

“sannnnn stoppp.” you hands went down trying to remove his hand but he used his free hand to grab your wrists and pinned them above your head, leaving you helpless and leaving you no other option but to take the overstimulating pleasure.

“Can’t handle it baby girl, you wanted to cum so bad i finally let you and now you cant even handle what the fuck i give you.” he said with a chuckle and he face expression changed to a serious angry face.

“san it’s tt-too mmh m-much please stop san.” tears began flowing down your face from all the pleasure.

you tried to slid up to get away from the pleasure but he drags you back down.

“where you going?? hmm?” san laughed before pulling away from your clit laying beside you grabbing your waist pulling you on top of him.

“ride me til i say stop.”

Laying down on his chest you felt him put the tip in sliding you down on it til all of him is inside of you.

“fuckk.” he moaned in your ear

“bounce on it”

you sat up and start bouncing hard making your titties jump as he held onto you waist. he loves when you ride him cause he feels so much pleasure.

“ahh. mhh. fuckkkk. shitt babygirl……. OHHHH FUCKK.” he tilted his head back from all the pleasure he felt and you bent down leaving dark hickeys on his neck.

“fuck i’m gonna cum baby. breed you so deep you’ll be full of my kids ff-FUCKKK!!!”

“i’m close sann FUCK oh my goshhhhh”

he held your waist tighter holding you still and he began thrusting into you at a fast pace chasing your high.

“OHHHHH FUCKK BABY” he moaned loudly cumming deep inside of you.

“mhh, ahh omg.” his pace slows down and you grind against him slowly riding out your high.

getting off of him, you lied beside him staring at each other before leaning in to a heated makeout.

you pulls away before it gets back outta hand.

“mhh” he chuckled. “let’s go shower okay.”

you nodded your head and got out the bed just to fall on the ground.

“hahahahaha” sam laughed loudly

“stop laughing and come help, it’s your fucking fault in the first place san.” you said crossing your arms.

“okay baby whew” his laugh calms down before getting out the bed walking towards you to pick you up bridle style to the bathroom helping you both go shower.

45 mins later…

you both got out the shower to get ready for bed. After getting done putting on your matching pj’s you guys brushed your teeth, san back hug you pulling you against him moved his hand towards your throat giving it a soft squeeze before tracing your hickeys.

after brushing your teeth bending down to spit the toothpaste out, your ass brushes against his dick getting him slightly hard again as he slaps your ass hard before grinding against you.

“stop san let’s go to sleep i’m tired”

“one more round won’t hurt now would it.” he said before turning you around facing him and started kissing your lips slipping his tongue in.

you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss as you felt his hands moving down to your ass giving it a slap and a hard squeeze.

“as much as i want your dick san. I’m really tired okay. let’s sleep san, i promise we can have morning sex in the morning okay.” giving him one last kiss before walking to bed you felt another hard slap on your ass turning around to look at him.

“really san, really.” you said tilting your head to the side with a straight face.

“i’m sorry baby it’s just so fat and juicy.” he said walking up to you with a seducing look on his face before slapping and rubbing your ass again and again.

“sleep san.” walking to bed before cutting off the lamp.

“i love you”

“i love you too now goodnight let me sleep” he let out a chuckle before saying, “okay.”

The next morning…

“fuck san i’m gonna cum” you moaned

“cum for me baby, cum all over my dick princess.”

after 30 seconds and hell was broke loose and moans and grunts was all that where heared.

30 mins later…

After you & san cleaned up yourselfs , you both walked down stairs to see unexpected guests leaving you shocked.

“hey g-guys how - when did you get here.

…

“umm,” seonghwa said.

“the door was already unlocked so…”

“we was here long enough to know that you both had a longggggggg nightttttt.” wooyoung said giggling as everyone else looked at him.

“what. what i do now.”

“nothing woo just hush your embarrassing y/n” seonghwa said pointing at you

woo looked a saw that your hiding in sans neck.

“ i mean it’s true, i really don’t know why she’s hiding she might as well get used to it, it ain’t the first time it happened haha”wooyoung said still laughing.

“shut up woo.” everyone said including you and san

“okay,” “it’s still true tho haha.” wooyoung said still laughing

“this is going to be a long & teasing day.” you whispered to san

“haha,” san chuckles

“next time i’ll make sure to lock the door okay.” he said before kissing you on your lips then forehead.

“okay.”

[capybaraonabicycle]

trick or treat!!!

Hiiii :D

Did I just ignore all my work and write you a fic snippet? Maybe. But it's halloween and we get to enjoy!

This contains spoilers for Ghosts from Big Finish and is also inspired by that episode plus your love for trains :) Hope you enjoy! (and hope you don't have that on your 'to listen' list)

(This was also written in the last 30 min and not proof read, so - yk what to expect)

Rating: G

Genre: Halloween

Characters: 12, Bill, Nardole

Warnings: Ghosts, identity crisis, I guess? also spoilers

Words: ~700

[ID: gif from the episode "Mummy on the Orient Express" showing a train in space. end ID]

The train in this fic is not necessarily travelling through space but you are free to imagine it that way :)

The train was busy. Bill had only taken one step out of the TARDIS, when already someone collided with her on their way towards their seat.

“Sorry” she winced, stepping to the side as fast as she could.

Physically, it felt fast enough. The expected crash held off, Bill did not even feel a whiff of air as the passenger rushed past her. Visually, however...

Looking at this logically, there was no way the passenger and their bulky luggage made it past Bill without so much as grazing her. There just wasn't enough room in the aisle. But it couldn't be, could it? It must have been a trick to her eyes, witnessing the traveller's hand and their luggage glide through Bill's hip in passing?

Bill gulped.

“Uh, Doctor?” she asked, turning around to her friend.

That was when she noticed the woman behind him, straight on course to barrel into his back. Her instincts took over.

“Doctor, behind you!” she called.

But before he could react, the woman had already reached him. She broke through his chest, undisturbed in her way as she almost traversed Bill as well, the timetravellers staring at her dumbfoundedly.

“Incorporeal people” Nardole whistled.

“Excuse me, ma'am!” The Doctor called after the woman, the same curiosity in his eyes that Bill could feel rising in her own chest.

The woman ignored him, even after calling repeatedly. He shrugged and turned to a little child on a seat nearby.

“Hello” he smiled, crouching down to their eye-level. “I'm the Doctor. This is Bill and Nardole. Mind telling me your name and where we are?”

The child didn't seem to hear him.

“Creepy” Nardole mumbled while Bill looked around. As expected, none of the other passengers were taking notice of them. And another thing.

“Oh no” she said.

“Oh yes.”

The Doctor was positively beaming.

“What?” asked Nardole.

“Look at their mouths” Bill advised him.

“Oh no” Nardole whimpered.

The passengers' mouths were moving, animatedly talking among themselves. And yet, they could not hear a sound from them.

“They're ghosts” Bill said.

“Are they?” the Doctor asked.

“Not just them!” Nardole cried out, watching his hand disappear in the backrest of a seat. “We're on a ghost train! I don't like this, Sir, I don't like this at all.”

“You're being too hasty, both of you” the Doctor scolded.

“They can't hear or see us and are pass-through and silent” Bill shrugged. “Not transparent or giving you cold shivers, but that still sounds like a ghost to me. Or a hologram without audio, but you know, same thing.”

“It is not the same thing” the Doctor huffed.

“Yeah, that would be less spooky” Nardole pointed at him in support. “I am with the hologram explanation.”

“It's not my point, anyway.” The Doctor straightened his back and Bill knew he was phasing into lecturing-mode. “My wife once invited me on a date to Demonese II. Most haunted planet in the galaxy.”

“How romantic” Bill snorted and he glared at her.

“We proceeded to make holograms of ourselves, or, as you like to call them: ghosts,” the Doctor continued. “Later, I read the memory-file on our holograms.”

A dark shadow crossed his face as if he regretted that choice. “To them, we looked like the ghosts.”

“So what you are saying is - “ Bill understood and he nodded.

“There is no way of knowing whether the train is incorporeal and silent” he summarised, “or we are.”

“How fun” Nardole whined. “That's exactly the adventure we wanted to have today. Hang out on a train as possibly-a-ghost. Why can't we ever have a nice, relaxing trip to a beach.”

“I don't do beaches” the Doctor glared, then he grinned. “Let's get a scope of the place. Let's phase through to the engine room, that's where the exciting stuff happens!”

He moved through the passengers and seats, away from the TARDIS. Nardole came up next to Bill.

“I don't like how he phrased that” he grumbled. “I don't like it at all.”

“Come on!” Bill grabbed his hand, slightly relieved that he still felt as corporeal to her as ever. “We get to explore and haunt a ghost train!”

“Uughhh” Nardole groaned. “I should have stayed in bed.”

Thank you for reading!

[bbytamaki]

PRIVACY — armin arlert

genre: nsfw (MDNI)

content: nerdy!armin x mean bff!reader, black reader, a sprinkle of plot, armin gets off on being called a pervert 🤧, not edited.

note: reposted bc fuck tumblr

“you’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

“what’s it to you?!”

you definitely knew armin was too busy for dating. every week he was cramming in lectures, late night study sessions, club duties, and a laundry list of other things that prevented him from getting any, but you could tell he needed someone to take the stress off. being the kind and generous soul you are, you couldn’t just sit back and watch your best friend suffer.

of course, you had to have some fun for yourself first.

“is it small? that’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“i-it’s not! why’d you come over if you were just gonna distract me?”

armin hated you. he hated how rude you were, your slick jokes, and your shitty attitude. he hated that you never took him seriously. he hated how invasive you could be.

he hated your pretty hair, he hated how you kicked anyone’s ass that treated him wrong, he hated how bad he wanted you to keep prying. he hated that he was ready to throw all of his privacy out of the window just for you.

“distract you? why are you so red then?”

“cause you… you’re…”

he couldn’t finish with you leaning over his shoulder like that. you knew what you were doing. your chest rested on the headrest of his desk chair, just a little too close to his eyes.

armin looked at the digital clock on his desk. ‘21:27” it read. he looked at the shelves full of action figures and his favorite books. his eyes darted around his bedroom in search of anything to focus his eyes on; anything but you.

“do you touch yourself, min?”

his heart dropped to the pit of his stomach. “wh- you’re such a fucking perv.”

the answer was obviously yes, but he didn’t want to think about it. if he did, he’d be forced to remember what, or rather who he thought about when he did. he could think about you for hours with his hand shakily gripping his cock with his lips red and puffy from biting them to control the noise.

you slipped onto his lap and smiled.

“what’s this then?” armin hissed at the pressure of the warmth beneath your pink panties pressing against the bulge he was both shocked and ashamed of.

you leaned forward with a smirk. “pervert.”

armin whined underneath you, desperate to feel you any way he could. his hips bucked up impatiently, searching for any relief he could find.

despite your teasing, you knew he wasn’t lying. he want small at all. even without pulling his cock out of his sweatpants you could feel how big he was. such a shame he didn’t know what to do with it :(

this was all he had dreamed of and better. armin’s eyes screwed shut as he awkwardly gripped your waist. he just wanted to be closer to you. he could feel how wet your underwear had gotten from grinding against him. he felt the bohemian curls at the end of your long braids tickling his neck. he felt your glossed lips leaving sticky red marks at the base of his neck. it was all too much.

the only thing that could make this better was if he could kiss you. he imagination ran away from him, picturing your plump lips against his. just the thought of your taste made his eyes snap open in alarm.

“y/n wait-“

your head popped back up. armin tried desperately to still your hips and keep himself steady.

“hm? what’s wrong?” you looked so innocent for a change, so sweet.

he didn’t mean to look at your lips. he didn’t mean to squeeze your waist so tightly.

“don’t do that. i- i can’t hold- fuckk…“ armin’s voice could only be described as tearful when his head jerked back against the headrest.

armin shook underneath you with the most beautiful sounds you’d ever heard rippling from his lips. he looked so pretty when he came. ‘21:30’

“oh my god.”

armin looked down at the darkening spot on his pants and wondered if you’d cum too, or if he’d finally embarrassed himself beyond redemption.

“armin, i think i love you!” you couldn’t contain your laughter as you met his gaze at the wet spot. armin knew that was a joke. you’d always tell him that he ranked number 5 of 5 in guys you’d be interested in. maybe that meant he still had a chance.

“don’t say that.” his eyes never met yours.

“i do. as your best friend, who you love so so much, i have to teach you everything about sex!” you playfully kissed his cheek.

all he wanted to do was kiss you. just one time. he just wanted to feel you.

“we’ll work on stamina another time.”

[foxes-that-run]

Perfect

Zayn said he wouldn’t buy the record when he heard Perfect (so salty!). Harry's emotions varied performing it in its short 27 performance run from Oct-Dec when 1D ended. These 2 stand out:

November 20 2015, rather than sing the Bridge Harry said to the crowd "if you think it's so funny you can sing it".

3 days later at the AMAs he rolls his eyes and looks ready to walk out, the camera cuts to a kid who seems to agree. (Bridge is 2:40).

It was only performed 6 more times, in Carpool Karaoke (10:30) Harry stops singing for parts and the song cuts before the bridge, at the Jingle ball he looks away and the last time was new years.

Or this concert he put the mike into the crowd, someone stole the microphone and licked it.

Safe to say he regretted that bridge, it's savage to them both.

Writers

Perfect ties with Fools Gold for the title of the Haylor song with the most writers, at 7. While Fools Gold has all 5 of the band, Bunetta and Ryan. Harry and Louis are the only band members who worked on Perfect with Bunetta, Ryan and 3 others:

Jesse Shatkin, (cowrote Sia's Chandelier)

Jacob Kasher (Maroon 5 collaborator), and

Mozella (cowrote Miley Cyrus Wrecking Ball and Fools Gold.)

To me, Perfect has more media grabbing pop-song than Harry Styles. HS’s best 1D work was with teams of 3 or 4 writers. In fact, Bunetta said Olivia came out in 45 minutes while overworking another "less good" MITAM song.

Timeline

Bunetta also told Rolling Stone about Perfect:

"That one took a long time, just because it was written over a couple different continents. It started as one thing and ended up where it is."

MITAM was made in the summer of 2015. To have been written in a couple of continents and with USA based writers it was probably either side of the BBMAs. It could have been started 'as one thing' in April in South Africa before the BBMAs other songs that reference Style including Two Ghosts started early in the year. The "ended up where it is" with those writers would be after the BBMAs, when they got back to the USA from July. This would be at the end of the album and he was singing it daily within 3 months.

Similarity to Taylors songs

It has the same chord progressions as Style and is also very similar to out of the woods as this video on Twitter shows. He called it a love song in the made in the AM interview (6 mins) and that it wasn’t literal in another. I do love this James Cordon bit and I love his Taylor smile so much.

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Louis] I might never be your knight in shinin' armour I might never be the one you take home to mother And I might never be the one who brings you flowers But I can be the one, be the one tonight

Grapejuice, has the perfect (get it) call back to this verse, along with 'Red' and 'Pay for it' and I love him for it:

"I was on my way to buy some flowers for you (ooh) / Thought that we could hide away in a corner of the heath / There's never been someone who's so perfect for me / But I got over it and I said / "Give me somethin' old and red" / I pay for it more than I did back then"

[Pre-Chorus: Liam] When I first saw you from across the room I could tell that you were curious, oh, yeah Girl, I hope you're sure what you're looking for 'Cause I'm not good at making promises

Promises come up again in Woman "Promises are broken like a stitches is", which is interesting if both Woman and part of Perfect are written after the 2015 BBMAs.

‘Know what you are looking for’ is interesting. In "Say don't go" and the 1989 TV Vaults in general Taylor did not get what she was looking for. At 23, dating a 19 year old Taylor told us she didn’t get wavy she needed. Her most recent ex, JG was 29. (yes - JG was the age Harry is now! Imagine if he did that) So I kind of stand by this line.

The start refers to the night they met. Which neither has ever confirmed, I think it was in 2011 (see timeline) Many look at the coat he tries on in the music video, which matches both his Up All Night Tour outfit (from December 2011) and the 2012 Kids Choice Awards. The awards are fun though. The Up All Night DVD also has it.

[Verse 2: Niall] I might never be the hands you put your heart in Or the arms that hold you any time you want them But that don't mean that we can't live here in the moment 'Cause I can be the one you love from time to time

Urgh I choose to attribute 'love from time to time' to one of the 6 other people writing this. To me this line always sounds like a boy-band heartthrob priority playing out in the writers room. No wonder it took time and HS1 to overcome this.

However, this does speak to a theme of them not being available to each other because of their careers and 1D punishing schedule. If I could fly's "I'm missing half of me when we're apart" and Half the World Aways " So you're not my girlfriend / Don't pretend that makes us nothing / Tell me you don't miss this feeling" speaks more honestly to the interplay of his band image, schedules and priorities which Taylor referred to Suburban Legends.

[Chorus: Harry, All] But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms And if you like having secret little rendezvous If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do Then, baby, I'm perfect Baby, I'm perfect for you And if you like midnight driving with the windows down And if you like goin' places we can't even pronounce If you like to do whatever you've been dreamin' about Then, baby, you're perfect Baby, you're perfect So let's start right now

Here are Haylor themes we know and love, Driving at midnight (Style, HYGTG, Wish You Would) generally going from a high schooler to superstar overnight (placed they can’t pronounce like Cannes), and hidden love/hiding (I Know Places, Slut!)

[Bridge: Harry] And if you like cameras flashin' every time we go out Oh, yeah And if you're looking for someone to write your breakup songs about Then baby, I'm perfect And baby, we're perfect

The camera’s flashing is good imagery and his voice brings to life how personally challenging it was for them both in a way I Know Places didn't with very few words. Taylor also refers to this imagery in Is it over now?

But the break up songs is a low blow and I assume the part he regretted to the point of not wanting to sing it. In a later interview Harry said:

“The only time you really think, ’is this song too personal?’ is if you think about, ‘is this going to be really annoying for the other person?’ Because I do [care],” he finished.

Which I think the break up song line would have been very annoying.

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