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unforgettwble-eclipse · 2 months ago

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In your Incubus Saja Boys Au, how would the Saja Boys react to Reader, who's completely flustered, especially if any of them or worse, all of them flirt with Reader? Thanks!

You probably just wanted headcanons or something...But I kinda went ham instead. Oops.

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Summary: The Saja boys came particularly hungry to this fansigning. That was never a good sign for poor little reader.

Warnings: Suggestive, but not smutty. Being aroused is brought up a lot.

MINORS STILL DNI

READER

I was at the beginning of the line, my knees shaking as I got closer and closer to the Saja Boys. The moment that I had seen them in the Square during their debut performance of Soda Pop, I knew that I would be hooked on them and their singing. It was like a siren calling out, and I was the sea captain ready to walk off into the water.

Sure enough, I had spent one entire paycheck, buying merch and VIP tickets to a fansigning. One where each individual person got to go in alone, meet the Saja Boys, and spend a couple of minutes with each of them. Then, they would walk out with autographs and the knowledge that the Saja Boys knew of their existence.

And now I was seconds away from doing just that. And best of all, I was one of the last people in line, so I would probably get more time too.

I could already hear their sweet, angelic voices on the other side of the wall as I got closer.

“Thanks for coming!”

Jinu’s voice sent a warm sensation down my body straight to my core. I am not ashamed to admit that I am about to go into this meet and greet completely aroused. Good thing they couldn’t smell stuff like that, especially with all the perfume I was wearing. There was no way in hell I was going to embarrass myself like that.

I was called up next, and my heart began to pound. I’m barely able to step forward when I’m greeted by the smiling Saja Boys. I would be approaching them from the right. The boys were lined down a row at a table. Romance was first. Then it was Mystery, Abby, Baby, and Jinu. They were all smiling at me. I think I’m going to die.

I approach Romance, clutching my VIP badge. I felt like I wasn’t allowed here, in the presence of the idols who had recently captured the hearts of everyone. I wanted to run, if I had to be honest.

“And what’s your name, Darling? I bet it’s as pretty as your face~” Romance cooed at me. He sat nonchalantly, chin resting against his knuckles as his elbow propped himself up on the table. He has the prettiest face of them all, and his pink hair looked so silky smooth. His nostrils slightly flare, and for a moment I wonder if I’ve been caught. If he could smell how turned on I was.

Holy shit, only a table separated me from Romance and the other Sajas. I wonder if fans have literally jumped across the table to be in their arms. I’m half tempted to but I don’t want to be kicked out so I don’t.

Gulping, I tell him my name. He immediately grabs a photo of himself and begins to sign it.

Not long after their performance and win at the Idol Awards, Romance had taken up modeling. I can see that the photo he is signing is one that was professionally taken when he modeled some company’s heart themed clothing company. He was dressed in a heart crop top and low jeans that showed off his V-line. He had a (fake?) tattoo heart on the dip of one of his hips.

Yep, this photo would be going up on my wall.

Romance finishes his signature with a small heart before handing the photo to me. I wipe my hands on my own jeans before taking the photo.

He winks at me. “To my darling~” he cooed. Sure enough, that was what he had signed. “Say, you’re absolutely stunning.” His hand caught my wrist before I could fully pull away from him. “You should join me for one of my photoshoots sometime. My agent is telling me to find a pretty partner.”

I’m stunned when he drags me closer, meeting me halfway across the table. His lips are pressed against my ear. “Check the back of the photo,” he whispered to me.

He lets me go and sits back down.

I try to be subtle when I check the back of the poster. A number was written on there, nearly making me sputter and spit out a mouthful of imaginary water. My cheeks reddened, and my heart picked up a pace. Oh my god, if that’s actually Romance’s number, I might die. Again.

Realizing I had been staring at the back of the photo for far too long, I took a step down to the next Saja Boy: Mystery.

He smiles. I think?

Having heard your name earlier, Mystery had already signed a photo for you and handed it over. “You have a pretty name. Only pretty girls like you get names like that,” he complimented me.

There goes my heart again. Am I having a heart attack?

“T-Thank you, Mystery,” I sputtered.

“Do you want a photo with me?” Mystery asked.

Stunned, I nodded.

“Let me help you take it, darling~” Romance cooed as he reached out for what I assume is my phone.

I fumbled for it and took my phone from my back pocket. Phones weren’t allowed to be out during VIP time, but I suppose if they ask then it must be okay? I give the phone to Romance but then just stand there. Looking dumb.

Romance chuckles.

“Come on over.” Mystery patted his thigh, calling me over like I was a dog.

“We can’t get a photo of you if you’re standing on the other side, beautiful.” Romance smirked at me. The smirk shot me straight between the thighs.

“O-Okay.”

I gave the two a second glance, double checking that it was okay for me to come around to the other side. Romance stepped aside, allowing me closer to Mystery. The moment that I was next to the silver-haired male, he wrapped both arms around me and tugged me to him.

“Ooof!” I landed on his knee, bracing myself against his chest with my hands.

“There you go.” Mystery’s voice was low and husky. “This is right where you need to be.” Both his arms wrapped around me, his hands resting right under my breasts, so close to touching them. I wonder if they do this for all their fans… Or am I just this special? Maybe I should always be late to these fansignings.

He moves closer like he’s about to kiss me but instead his cheek pressed against mine. We face Romance, the pink-haired idol still smirking as he takes god-knows how many photos.

“There you go!” Romance finally finished, lowering my phone. “Let me just say, you both look stunning in this photo.” He returns the phone with a hand on his hip.

“She’s the stunning one, really.” Mystery’s cheek is still pressed against mine, his nose nudging me gently when he speaks.

I scroll through the photos, smiling at how perfect they all look. I was a very lucky lady. Who knew a VIP would buy you this much attention.

“Thank you both so much.” I held the phone to my chest before tucking it away before it could be taken away.

Mystery squeezed me around my middle before letting go. “Anytime.”

When I got off Mystery’s knee, I double checked to make sure I didn’t leave a wet spot. Sure enough, he was dry. I looked away before they could notice me spot checking the Saja Boy.

I moved to return to the proper side of the table.

A hand reached out and grabbed mine, stopping me from doing so. Before I could even think, the hand pulled me closer. I yelped as I fell against something warm and hard. A large bicep arm wrapped around me, pulling me against something hard that was completely sprawled across my back.

Abby smirked down at me, flexing the arm that was wrapped around me.

“I made this for you, babe, but maybe you can do the same thing for me…” Abby showed me the autograph he had done for me. At the top of the page was his name, written, but the real eye catcher was the fact that he had sketched his abs across the paper. That’s also the hard thing that pressed against my back. Not anything else, I swear.

Taking the photo, I placed it on top of the other autographs. “T-Thank you, Abby. What can I help you with?”

Abby took a sharpie off the desk and lifted his patterned pineapple shirt, showing off his abs. Every single ab smiled directly at me. I sucked in a deep breath to stop myself from drooling.

“You want my autograph…?” I asked in disbelief.

Grinning, Abby pressed the sharpie into my hand. “Yeah. I want to have something left behind of you, babe.” He pointed down in the direction of his abs with his chin. He had a prominent happy trail and veins that all pointed down to where his cock would be.

“I’d be happy to⁠—” I blushed and finally gripped the sharpie though almost drop it. The moment that I agreed to sign his body, Abby not-so subtly leaned closer, the tip of his nose pressing against my cheek. He held the position until I finished my name.

“Thanks, babe~” he cooed and kissed my cheek. I nearly jumped out of the man’s lap. Instead, I stood, not checking Abby’s lap as I moved onto the next Saja Boy: Baby Saja.

Behind me, Abby was smirking down at his lap.

The blue-haired Saja boy was already turned toward me, his cheek leaned against his palm. He had a lollipop in his mouth but took it out of his mouth when I approached him. “Took you long enough. What do you want me to sign?”

When my eyes scanned the table, I saw that he didn’t have a photo to sign in front of him. Maybe he just ran out? I wasn’t sure what I had that he could sign, so I took my phone out again (double checking that no one would protest against it) and handed it to Baby. “Can you sign my phone case?”

Baby chuckled and took the phone. “Can you hold this for me then?” he asked as he held up his purple lollipop. I nodded and held my hand out for the stick. However, before I could take it, Baby shoved it directly into my mouth. The taste of the spit-coated grape lollipop filled my senses. My eyes widened. At this point, I wasn’t sure if it was possible to become more flustered than what I was right now.

Baby maintained eye contact with me, smirking as he signed my phone case without looking down at it once.

Not handing it back at first, he lifted the phone and took some selfies, making various types of expressions and hand motions. After taking a plethora of photos, he handed the phone back. I would have to look at the photos at a different time, but I was pretty sure that I stood in the background of those photos, looking like a complete idiot with that lollipop hanging out of my mouth.

Baby stood and cupped my face with his hands. I could feel the texture of his sweater itch against my cheeks. He leaned forward and kissed me, his tongue swirling inside until it brought the candy out of my mouth and into his. When he pulled back and flopped back into his chair, the white stick poked out of his proud, smug, smirking mouth.

My insides were now butterflies. Baby Saja just kissed me. I was either the most congratulated girl in the world, or the most hated one now.

I felt weightless as I moved onto the last Saja Boy who sat patiently at the end of the table. Jinu. When I looked at him, it was as though time slowed down, or I forgot how to use the main function of my legs.

“You’re lucky. Baby doesn’t usually give out kisses like that for free,” Jinu says with a smirk, offering me a hand. I took it and his long fingers wrapped around my whole hand. As if he had an instinct for it, Jinu brought my knuckles to his lips, kissing them.

Standing up and letting go of my hand along the way, the final idol towered over me. “You’ve been a pleasure to have around today. Truly a highlight of the entire fansigning.”

My heart felt touched. I placed a hand over it. “Really? Thank you…That means a lot to me. It’s been amazing to meet all of you up close and personal.”

“The pleasure is all ours. This is for you. We hope to meet you again.”

Jinu gave me one of his signed posters before taking a photo off the table that had everyone in it. Everyone’s name was already presigned, but Jinu turned it over and wrote a small message on the back. Before I could read it, he placed it underneath his own photo with a smirk.

My eyes widened as he leaned closer to my face. I think he’s about to kiss me, but instead his lips move to the side of my face, whispering into my ear. “You’re the most delicious-looking person that I have ever seen.” He held the position for a few seconds longer before releasing my wrist.

Bold, but not as bold as the other Saja Boys had been.

Wait, what was I saying? Did I want Jinu to do something crazy, like kiss me?

Of course I did, so I felt a little disappointed when he didn’t make an attempt.

I walked to the end of the table and turned toward the Saja Boys. I never thought that they would work so hard to make my insides flutter the way that they have. I was lucky that these VIP signings were all private, or it could have been ruined by other fans.

The Saja Boys all stared at me with hungry gazes. I was almost at a loss for what to say.

“T-Thank you for having me,” I sputtered and quickly bowed. Turning on my heel, I walked off the signing stage with the posters against my chest. I was down the small set of stairs when I took out the poster Jinu had signed and flipped it over to read the message.

We would like to see you again. It’s not everyday when we find a delicacy like you. We could just eat you right up.

I stopped on the spot, head cocked.

What she didn’t know was that all the Saja Boys were right on her heels, their eyes glowing yellow with hunger.

Part 2: (Gangbang NSFW)

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unforgettwble-eclipse · 2 months ago

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Kpop demon hunters x reader- selling your soul for job experience Part 8

[amazing amazing women award goes to them🤩]

headcanon's part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 9

Reader woke up with a groan. They didn't remember sleeping in their bed, so why did it feel so soft?

"Good morning manager." Their bedding vibrated beneath them, ok, now they knew that wasn't normal.

Lifting their head slightly, they were met with the sight of Abby's dumb smile. “Agh! What am I doing here?” They pushed away from Abby’s chest, heat flooding their cheeks as they scrambled to find their bearings.

"Well, when we woke up, we found Jinu and you on the couch. You looked really out of it, so we decided to move you somewhere more comfortable,” Abby explained, shifting to sit up and cracking his stiff neck in the process.

“So you put me on your chest?!” They blurted out, eyes wide in disbelief. “I would have been perfectly happy in my own bed!”

“Yeah, but then we wouldn’t have gotten to see you all flustered like this,” Romance chimed in, leaning over the back of the couch with a teasing grin.

“Oh, just you wait! You think you're safe? Ha! On our next outing, just wait and see what I have in store for you two. You won’t be laughing then!” Reader glared at them as they got up.

"Baby!" They found him leaning against the kitchen counter. "Phone now," they stretched their hand out.

He shrugged, casually tossing the phone to them. Reader fumbled and barely caught it, almost dropping it twice before letting out a sigh of relief. They turned it on to see a couple of text messages from unknown numbers.

It took a minute for it to click, but once it did, their eyes widened in panic. They jumped up and rushed toward their room.

“What’s wrong with them?” Mystery asked, whipping his hands off from scrubbing the dishes turning to look at readers direction.

"Well, from what I saw, there's a lot to be jumpy about on that thing," baby said, opening the fridge back up.

Reader flung open their closet in a hurry, taking whatever they could find and putting it on. "I forgot, am I that stupid!-" They put their arm through the shirt and found the familiar purple marks they had gotten yesterday.

“No, no, no! This can’t be happening! Why are they still there? I can't go out like this, what am I going to-" Just then, a soft knock came from the door, momentarily catching them off guard.

With a hesitant hand, they opened the door a crack, only to be met with mysterys covered face looking back at them. "Hello?" they asked.

Without a word, he extended his arm, offering them a pair of arm warmers. "What?..." The reader took them with their other hand.

"You don't have to hide it from us, we're demons...unless, it's not us you want to hide it from?" Even though they couldn't see his face, they could feel the intensity of his stare. He leans into the door more.

“No, it’s… I’m fine. Thanks for the warmers,” they stuttered, retreating from the door and shutting it softly. Slumping down against the wood, a sigh escaped their lips.

Fingers idly playing with the soft fabric, they finally slipped the arm warmers on, they opened and closed their fist, feeling how they felt. “Right, let’s do this,” they whispered to themselves.

Reader sped walked past the living room in a hurry, "and you're going?" Jinu asked

"Out, does it matter?" they replied

"It does, unless you're a hypocrite," Baby said, crossing his arms defiantly beside Jinu.

Reader puts their head down. "I'm meeting the hunters for breakfast, they probably just asked me, so I'd give them information about you guys, but it's not like I can turn them down, right?"

"Breakfast with the competition? Oof, that's cold," "Not as cold as that breakfast must be though, Look at the time," Romance and Abby whispered to each other, exchanging knowing glances.

Jinu cleared his throat. "Well, we hope you have a good time then, Reader," he said, wearing a smile that matched baby's.

"Oh...thanks?" They walked backward, keeping their eyes locked on the five of them. They fumbled toward the elevator, narrowing their gaze as they pressed the bottom button.

The elevator doors closed with a soft 'ding'

"Are we following them?" Abby asked, leaning on Jinu

"Of course we’re following them, Abby. What else are we doing today?" Jinu spat back as he pet derpry, who was curled up by his feet. "Go watch them, I’ll see you in a little."

He let out a purr before disappearing with Sussie.

the reader burst out of the apartment, frantically typing on their phone, darting through narrow alleyways. There seemed to be a lot of commotion, but they didn't look up to see anything.

"I can’t believe we left our phones!" a familiar voice cried out.

"And whose fault is that?!" another voice retorted. "Whaa, I’m sorry!"

Wait reader knew those voices. They quickly hugged the wall with their back as three girls toppled over by their feet. "Ow, that hurt." Zoey rubbed her head.

Mira sat up, picking up her glasses, making sure they weren't broken. "That's been happening way too often maybe we're cursed."

"'Gasp!' A demon curse!" Zoey yelled dramatically

Reader chuckled softly to themselves, amused by the scene unfolding before them. "Well, it’s not me on the floor this time. Need help?" They extended a hand

Rumi sighed in relief. "Yes, please," she said with a grateful smile.

Mira stood up, brushing off her skirt with a grumble. "At least we’re not the only late ones," she added.

Reader lifted Rumi up, "Yeah, must have stayed up too late last night, haha."

“Oh, we know exactly how you feel!” Zoey chimed in excitedly. “We were up all night brainstorming new lyrics for our—” But before she could finish, Rumi and Mira quickly covered her mouth, hushing her with urgent shushes.

“A song to beat my boys?” Reader raised an eyebrow

“Um...” “Well...” “Eh...” The girls exchanged nervous glances, their cheeks slightly flushed.

“You don’t have to hide it,” Reader waved their hand dismissively. “It’s only natural to want to take down the competition! I mean, don’t think we haven’t been making plans either.”

At that, the girls shifted uncomfortably. “Well, let’s go, yeah?” Reader suggested, nodding toward the street.

"Yeah," Rumi agreed with a smile.

Reader walked through the city with the girls making small conversation. "So did you have a place you had in mind?" reader asked.

“Oh, we’re headed to this amazing little café called The Tea Turtle!” Zoey exclaimed with excitement. “They have the best pastries and tea you’ve ever tasted!”

Reader raised an eyebrow, "Turtles?"

Zoey’s eyes gleamed even brighter. “Yes! It’s the cutest café ever. They have turtle-shaped pastries, turtle-themed decorations, and even adorable ceramic mugs shaped like turtles. It’s like stepping into a turtle paradise!”

Reader glanced at Mira and Rumi, who were shaking their heads and letting out sighs.

Mira rolled her eyes, a smirk on her lips. “Zoey’s turtle obsession is a bit intense to put it mildly, but that's what makes her cute no?” she whispered teasingly to Reader.

“I can tell,” they whispered back with a smile. “Well, lead the way then, Zoey!”

With a huge grin plastered across her face, Zoey practically bounced with excitement. “Alright! Follow me!” she shouted. She looked like she was going to explode it was kinda cute.

The group made their way through the hustle and bustle of the streets, eventually reaching a cozy-looking cafe with a turtle-themed sign that read "The Tea Turtle." Zoey pushed open the door, revealing an interior adorned with turtle decor. There were turtle shell-shaped chairs and stools, the tables looked like small ponds.

The four took a seat down at the table.

Reader smiled, taking in the ambiance. “This place is adorable,” they said, glancing at the others.

Mira nodded in agreement, the corners of her lips lifting. “Yeah, Zoey found it a while back, and she’s been obsessed ever since.”

“So, is there a particular reason you invited me here?” reader smirked.

The three girls exchanged knowing glances. “We just wanted to talk with you,” Rumi explained, “I mean, the Saja boys are such a success, we want to know how you did it."

"Oh please, I'm not the one running the show, Jinu's the one making the songs." They put a hand on their chin. "he came up with soda pop, I'm just here to make sure they don't fuck up." They laugh

The girls raised eyebrows, surprised at the revelation. "Really?" they asked in unison.

“Have you ever seen them do anything weird? Like really weird?” Mira leaned in closer to the table.

“Have you ever see them practice magic…” Zoey squinted her eyes

Reader gave a fake, confused smile. "No, I can't say I have, did you think we put a spell on people when they sing?" they jokeingly said.

The three went silent for a moment.

"We...we don't do, I was joking," reader says hastily.

The girls looked a little nervous. “Right, right, why don’t we just order something?” they suggested.

Reader tilted their head with a warm look, genuinely enjoying the company of the three.

The food was surprisingly good. They had ordered a 'turtle muffin', which was pretty self-explanatory in its appearance. Taking a sip of their tea they closed their eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute, I recognize those!" Zoey exclaimed, suddenly grabbing hold of the reader's arm.

A chill raced down the reader's spine as flashes of images from the previous night rang in their head.

"Yeah! Mystery wore these, didn’t he?" Zoey smiled.

"W-what? Oh, yeah, he let me borrow them...because my hands tend to get cold," the reader stuttered, instinctively pulling their hand back.

"Zoey, why do you know that?" Mira asked.

"Err, no reason. Anyway, how did you like the food? Good, right?" Zoey asked cheerfully kicking her feet looking at reader with an expression they could quit place.

"Yeah, it was really nice. Thank you for inviting me here-" Before they could finish, their phone buzzed in their pocket,

It was a message from an unsaved number, sending nothing but a tiger and a crow emoji or and a small <3.

"Oh, it’s no problem at all! We're friends now," Zoey replied enthusiastically.

"And now you have Zoey’s number, so if anything happens just call us and we’ll be there," Mira added with a gentle smile.

Their heart quickened, eyes widening at Mira's words. "Yeah, thanks."

They glanced at each of the girls before landing on Rumi, and a sharp pain pierced through their head. A sickening laugh echoed ominously in the back of their mind.

"I...have to go now," reader, without saying bye, left the café without a backward glance, their phone clutched tightly to their chest.

As they passed an alleyway, a pair of glowing yellow eyes watched them intently.

Rumi was the first to react, instinctively trying to follow reader. But as she caught sight of what lurked behind them, she immediately blocked the others' view.

"Rumi, what's going on?" Mira asked

"Yeah, didn't you want to follow them?" Zoey attempted to peek around Rumi.

Luckily for Rumi, out of the corner of her eye she noticed a red tear in the honmoon. "Look!" she half whispered.

"Damn it, this early in the morning, too?" Mira said, suddenly springing into action, Zoey not far behind her. Rumi let out a sigh but quickly dashed to catch up with them.

Reader sped walked through past a food stand, stopped, then walked back with crossed arms.

Five men stood idly, dressed in the ugliest outfits they had ever seen. Some wore masks, while others donned sunglasses romance had both.

"What the hell are you doing?" the reader glared down at them annoyed.

"I'm sorry, do we know you?" Jinu smirked, dropping his sunglasses in an attempt to look cool. "shit"

Reader tilted their head, unimpressed. "No, you’re right. Let me help, stranger," they said sarcastically, bending down to retrieve Jinu’s glasses.

Moments later, they popped back up and handed the glasses back to him. "Now there are five of you. Does anyone want to explain to me why you’re here and why I received a text from a phone I know none of you have?" They raised their own phone to show the message.

"Well, with humans disappearing, they leave behind these valuable little things," Romance said, waving the phone around slightly.

"You’re texting me through a dead person’s phone!?" they nearly shouted, grinding their teeth in anger. "None of you even know how to use a phone-" Their gaze drifted to Baby, who was trying to get mustard out of the container.

Their eye twitched in frustration he wasn’t just playing with their phone, he was trying to learn how to use one.

"I'm leaving, don't follow me, and don't text either," they said, turning heel and stomping off.

Jinu scrambled to his feet. "Reader, wait-ack!" he called out, but before he could finish, he tripped and fell flat on his face, cracking his sunglasses.

"Jinu, why’d you tie your shoelaces together?" Abby asked, pulling off his mask.

"I didn’t...forget it," Jinu muttered in embarrassment.

the tag list-

@tumblblob @snowy-violet @yumi-does-stuff @d3sperate-enuf @kashasenpai @scara-simp69 @starwormy @luv1ayala @00hellohello00 @julia-loves-cupcakes @twilightknightt @caffeinatedtale @xoxoyukixoxo

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unforgettwble-eclipse · 2 months ago

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Master List

(Current Posting Schedule: twice a day every other day; one post at 8:30 am EST, one post at 4:30 pm EST)

K-pop Demon Hunters:

Saja Boys x Rumi’s Sister! Reader:

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Finished!

The Confrontation

Role Reversal (HC)!

Short Series: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Shovel Talk

First Kisses

Baby Photos

Smut 🔞🔞🔞

The Debut

Interlude (takes place during Part 5)

Cuddle Time

Old Scars

Doctor Who:

The Lonely Angel

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unforgettwble-eclipse · 2 months ago

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Saja Boys NSFW Twitter links

TW: These are porn links to twitter. Contain a TON of stuff. You must be logged into twitter for them to open. Female reader, you're their manager.

Saja Boys always need a little pick me up before and after a concert! Just lay there and let them in. Be a good manager won't you?

Abby can't help himself when he starts pounding into his little sweet manager- he just needs you in his arms.

Abby stuffing your pretty little throat before a rehearsal, he needs the release ya know?

Baby needs a taste of your sweet saccarine pussy. Quiet down now, wouldn't want the others joining and having a feast would you?

Baby loves fingering you until you're squirting all over his bed! No he definitely isn't changing his sheets for awhile.

Romance loves when you ride him, he promised not to be rough- but god he can't help but snap his hips up into your slippery cunt.

Romance who plans a boat day for you and the boys! Their manager deserves a break.

Mystery who holds you down and makes you take his fingers, spitting on your clit. Shh..just be a good manager.

Mystery loves to thank you for how good of a manager you are! Where would they be without you?

Jinu can't help but creampie your tight pussy. He waited 400 years for this, so best believe a rubber isn't in the picture!

Jinu preparing you for the rest of the day with the boys!

Taglist: @isuckatmakingnamess

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unforgettwble-eclipse · 2 months ago

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– IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!

✦ Requested: No

⟡ Pairing: Rumi x Reader, Mira x Reader, Zoey x Reader, Jinu x Reader, Abby x Reader, Romance x Reader, Mystery x Reader, Baby x Reader

✦ Reader: Gender-neutral, no pronouns specified.

⟡ Genre: Romantic pairing, fluff.

✦ Warnings: Slight Zoestery in Mira's part

✦ Synopsis: You accidentally confess to your crush, believing you're texting your friend...

⟡ Author's Note: First smau...I think making these is fun but are there any free alternatives to MeMi Message that are available for IOS? It kept crashing for me and the images look stretched out. But I'm alright using it for now.

RUMI

MIRA

ZOEY

JINU

ABBY

ROMANCE

MYSTERY

BABY

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unforgettwble-eclipse · 2 months ago

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saja boys meeting you at a fansign

genre : fluff

contents : reader is not a fan of theirs and they take it as a challenge , mild beefing with jinu, baby saja aegyo im sorry,

you couldn’t believe you’d given in. your friend had been bugging you for days about this new boy group that had debuted and you were getting tired of it.

she had been blowing up your phone with edits, memes, and variety show clips of these guys non stop from the moment she caught wind of them. you didn’t understand what the fuss was all about at all. where did they even come from? no big company behind them, no obvious ties to the industry. you were convinced something fishy was going on.

totally not because they were charting higher than the groups you loved.

regardless of your opinion on them, you had ended up in line for their fansign and would have to act interested for the next hour.

“you’ll fall in love with them after seeing them in person y/n, i swear!” your friend had exclaimed, her phone in your face displaying the results of the fansign lottery she had entered god-knows how many times to win these tickets.

you looked around at the others in the queue as she tried to predict which member would be your favourite. god, everyone here is obsessed. every single person other than yourself was completely dripped out in saja merch. not a causal fan in sight.

that thought became solidified when the doors finally opened and security began to allow everyone in. utter chaos erupted from all around you. screaming, crying and shaking fans pushed you from every direction. all you could do was allow yourself to be moved by the crowd into the building.

the building was a decent size but the sheer energy of the fans was taking up a lot more space than the room was set up for. you’re pretty sure your feet got stomped on twice and your hair got yanked out of the style you’d put it in this morning amidst the chaos, as well as losing your friend in the crowd .

after around fifteen minutes of elbow-jabbing hell you managed to squeeze yourself through to your assigned seats only to find your friend already sitting there “jeez, that was insane” you laughed as you sat down, hoping your friend would joke back and make fun of the crazy people too.

she didn’t respond. her attention was glued to the empty table up front, her hands nervously playing with the lion keychain on her purse. your eyes widened a little in shock. you had never seen her like this; so wound up over celebrities that she’d only known of for a few days.

before you could tease her, the room erupted into crazed shrieks once again.

the saja boys had arrived. they walked out in a line, hair swooshing perfectly and jewellery swinging just like in all the ads. yeah, they were hot. you couldn’t deny that. but you live in the city, there’s hot people everywhere! you weren’t convinced to join the mass psychosis of the pride just yet.

the boys bowed and thanked everyone for coming before taking their seats and setting up for the signing. security started to choose people to line up, your friend being one of the first.

you could’ve sworn you saw the light leave her eyes for a second, shock overtaking her at the thought of being one of the first people to go see them up close. you put your hand on her shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“you’ve got this, go see them!” you smiled. as much as you thought she was overreacting, you knew she would beat herself up if she didn’t go up there. she nodded anxiously and let security guide her to the front.

you pulled out your phone and began recording her as she went along the line of idols, it was the least you could do for her after not being very enthusiastic about this whole thing.

once she finished chatting to the last member, she quickly skedaddled back to you and threw herself back down on the metal chair. the feet screeched across the floor a bit but no one noticed over the sound of her hyperventilating.

“oh my god, y/n……oh my god” she repeated, face in her hands.

you laughed nervously, worried that she would work herself up into a serious panic attack or something.

“mystery touched my hand…i can’t wash it ever again.” she choked out, showing you her very normal looking left hand.

“yeah…glad you enjoyed yourself” you said.

before you could show her the video you took, you felt a tap on your shoulder. a tall security guard stood over you in a defensive stance. he looked like he was expecting you to pounce on him.

“your turn”

your heart almost fell out of your chest, making you panic for a completely different reason. you couldn’t go up there, you weren’t sure you even remembered all of the members names. you weren’t a real fan, surely it wasn’t fair that you should meet a group you don’t even care about when there were thousands of people who would kill to be in your position right now.

“oh no thank you, i’m just here for emotional support. she can go again though!” you pointed towards your friend who was still cradling her hand like it had been blessed.

the security guard relaxed his muscles and stared at you as if you had just grown a second head.

“you don’t want to go? you need to go. it’s unfair if one fan gets double the time with saja boys. you have a ticket, you see them” he stated plainly, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

you looked to your friend for a second and mouthed a ‘i tried’ before reluctantly getting up from your seat and joining the line to meet the saja boys.

it takes you far too long to realise you don’t have anything for them to sign other than a crumpled napkin that’s been living in your back pocket for god knows how long.

jinu

the first member at the table is jinu. you know his name since he’s the one speaking in most of the promos and ads you’ve seen. he’s still finishing up talking to the girl in front of you but once she moves away he locks his attention onto you.

you look away awkwardly and sit down opposite him, only looking back up once you’re settled in your seat.

“hi” you say quietly, not really sure what to say to him. you’ve been to fansigns before but you’ve known the groups well and had so much to say to them that you’ve never had to worry much about there being an awkward silence before. this was a first for you.

he sees that you’re looking around a lot, not saying much, and assumes that it’s nerves. that’s the case with everyone he’s seen today. and the day before that, and the day before that.

“hey, no need to be nervous, what’s your name?” he asks, tilting his head to the side to try and meet your gaze.

your head shoots up, oh no he thinks you’re having a total fangirl freak out. you need to let him know that you’re chill and that he doesn’t need to do the whole loving idol shtick for you. it’ll make this a lot less awkward for both of you.

“oh nonono im not nervous, i just don’t have anything to say to you really” you start, laughing awkwardly.

“my friend dragged me here, i don’t even know all your names if i’m honest, i’ve only seen you guys do some ads and stuff and i’ve heard the song but i’m not too crazy about it so don’t worry about doing the whole ‘i care about you so much i love my fans’ act. i’m chill, you’re just some guy to me” you smile, genuinely hoping that it’ll relieve some tension from the situation and he can get a five minute break from being an idol while he chats to you.

jinus face completely drops. he looks a little disgusted even. he definitely didn’t take any of that as friendly and genuine. if he lifted a hand and asked for guards to seize you, you wouldn’t be surprised. shit.

“oh” he says, dumbfounded.

you stare at each other, both completely shocked by each others reaction. before the silence starts to make you itchy.

“my names y/n…by the way…” you blurt out, realising that he did ask your name.

something changes in him and you see it. like he’s been switched back onto regular programming. your slight moment of awkwardness reminds him that he does have the upper hand here. you’re not totally disinterested if you’re at least trying to make him comfortable–he can win you over. he smiles sweetly, relaxing his eyebrows.

“nice to meet you, y/n. i’m jinu, the leader of saja boys” he gestures over to the rest of the boys along the table.

“i would give you a heads up and tell you the names of the rest before you speak to them, but i think this is pretty funny” he says, his smile turning a bit sinister now that he’s switched his tone to teasing.

your mouth drops open. what an asshole.

you reluctantly hand over your napkin for him to sign, and he shoots you a confused look before flattening it out the best he can and signing his name with a little ‘:P’ next to it.

you narrow your eyes at him as you move over to the next seat, sticking your tongue out at him in defiance.

not like you care about the stupid beautiful saja boys names anyway

(you absolutely do now)

abby

you step over to the next chair and place yourself on it. sitting across from you is the second saja boy on the line up, one of the pink haired ones.

“hi” you say, meeting his eyes.

he says hello as he shifts in his seat, stretching his arms out behind him. you had watched him pull this move every single time someone new sat down in front of him so you were prepared to be met with his muscles up close.

what you weren’t prepared for though was for his shirt to come untucked from his jeans in the process, the waistband of his boxers daring to peek out from behind them and the shadows of his v-line revealing themselves to you.

the force it takes for you to wrench your eyes back up to look at his face could hold back an army. looking away feels like a sin. but you succeed. he grins when he makes eye contact with you again.

“want a copy?” he asks, pointing a finger to his stomach.

you don’t answer, but your face does. eyebrows screwing together in confusion.

he takes that as a yes and rips off a fresh piece of paper from a notebook he has on hand before slapping it across his lower torso and creating a tracing of his abs.

you can feel yourself gawk. who on earth does that? he seems so pleased with himself when he hands you the paper, signed.

“i won’t charge you any extra” he winks at you.

you can’t help but feel a twinge of admiration. he’s looking at you like a labrador that’s super proud of the hole it just dug in the garden. he doesn’t seem like he has any thoughts in his head at all.

you kind of like that.

“thanks.” you smile.

mystery

you slide into the seat across from saja number three, who’s already waving at you with both hands.

“hello” you say, waving back at him.

he’s wearing a longsleeved shirt that has thumb holes, giving him permanent sweater paws. it’s cute.

you decide to comment on it since he seems shy and being the first to speak might make things a little less awkward.

“i like your shirt. i used to cut holes like that into my school uniforms.” you admit, smiling at the memory. although yours was the result of crappy d.i.y. and his definitely cost most than your months wages.

he nods excitedly before creating claw shapes with his hands so you can see better. maybe he just doesn’t speak at all?

you stare at him for a little bit before snapping out of it and sliding your napkin over to him for him to sign. he takes it from you and goes to reach for a pen, but there’s none on this part of the table.

you start searching too once you notice what he’s looking for, but there are none on the floor or in the pen pot that’s sitting right next to him.

he grabs your attention quickly by waving his hands around frantically before raising a single finger to his lips in a ‘shhh’ motion.

next to him abby is posing, muscles on display for the fan in front of him. he’s so busy checking himself out through the fans eyes to notice mystery stealing his whole pot of pens.

you share a mischievous giggle with mystery as he triumphantly signs his name.

they all seem pretty close, maybe they aren’t a perfectly manufactured cash grab group after all.

romance

by the time you reach the fourth member he is covered in a ridiculous amount of hair accessories, necklaces and bracelets that have been gifted to him by fans. you scoot over to the seat across from him and try to keep a straight face as he removes a pair of huge sparkly pink sunglasses that were given to him by the last person.

“ah there we go, i can see your sweet face properly now” he says casually, placing the glasses down on the table.

you almost gasp out loud, the image of him looking so silly completely wiped from your memory. god that was smooth.

he takes the napkin you’ve been getting signed straight out of your hand, letting his fingers brush the back of your hand briefly.

“what’s your name, love?” he asks slowly, with the confidence of someone that knows his face would send poets mad.

“y/n” you stutter out. you aren’t sure how to speak to this guy who’s flirting so heavily with you, even if you suspect that he’s definitely like this with everyone.

he nods, as if it’s obvious.

you watch him as he signs his and your name together in a heart with a little plus in the middle.

he doesn’t comment on the napkin, you’re not sure if he even notices. he’s looking at you as if you’re the only thing that matters in the world, his dopey, loved up gaze piercing through your soul.

you reach to take the napkin back and he takes your hand as you grab it, flipping your hand over and kissing the napkin on top of your open palm.

there’s a faint lip gloss kiss-mark on it now. you didn’t even notice he was wearing any. he looks as if he wakes up in the morning with perfectly shiny lips.

god y/n snap out of it.

you don’t know how long you were just staring at each other for but before you could keep track you were being ushered to move to the next seat.

it takes you another hour until you notice the phone number daintily written around the heart.

baby

you finally reach the last member of the group and notice that he looks super young. he’s definitely the scary rapper that your friend always talks about, you remember something about his ‘crazy duality’.

he had been watching you as you were talking to the other members, unbeknownst to you. its not often they come across people that don’t care much for them already so he’s interested in speaking to you.

“this your first time seeing us?” he asks. it wasn’t a question really. he knows the answer, he just wants to see what you’d say.

you’re taken aback a little by how deep his voice is compared to his youthful face and the way he is styled. the fluffy pastel jumper doesn’t exactly scream baritone.

“uh, yeah. didn’t know a thing about you guys until today actually” you laugh awkwardly, sliding him your napkin to sign.

he takes it from you and nods, signing his name with bejewelled fingers.

“are you a fan now?” he asks cheekily, looking up at you with sparkling eyes. you try not to pay attention to his dimples and the way his cheeks seem to puff up like dumplings when he smiles.

“ah, i’m not sure. i’m just here for my friend” you say, trying to sound as polite as possible even though your words aren’t the kindest.

he scans the crowd briefly before locking eyes with who he assumes you came here with. you look over your shoulder too, towards your friend. she has her phone in the air, recording. yeesh.

the cogs start to turn in his mind, if he cant make a fan out of you now he should at least give you something to watch over and over until you become one.

“aww you’re not a fan of baby saja?” he pouted, grabbing your hands and placing them on both of his cheeks. he keeps his hands on top of yours for a good few seconds, running his fingers over yours while he holds them there.

you stare, shocked. this level of fan service is crazy, you think. you won’t be surprised if security come in and wrestle you away from him right now. surely this isn’t allowed.

“i might be…” you trail off, struggling to find anything else to say when you’re holding his face in your hands so tenderly.

“good!” he chirps, letting your hands fall away from him. he slides your napkin back over to you and waves you off “thank you for coming !”

he knows you’ll be back.

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LETS BREAK UP

Saja boys reacting to you saying " lets break up "

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@!; Meet the Wifie JD / Female! Reader

"Summary"! You had always heard about JD's brothers, but you had never met them before as you had gotten with JD after the band had broken up. Yet, while on a mission to save Floyd, you were slowly introduced to his brothers, each in their own silly yet loving ways. "Tags"! Fluff? Idk somehow a fight almost breaks with between the Reader and poor Clay. Also tumblr is being weird so praying this posts this way.

@storydays @chamille-trash @valvalentine69 @gtdkibf6jshhshjd

@!; Branch and Poppy would be the first to know the truth about JD; A truth he might have forgotten to tell his brothers back in the band days, and something he even forgot to tell Branch and Poppy before they rode in Rhonda for the first time. It wasn't like he was trying to keep secrets, far from it; JD was more than proud of this little secret he has managed to cheek, yet in the flurry of re-meeting Branch and meeting Poppy and getting them both down to help save Floyd, he might have forgotten this tiny detail. "Branch! You never told me you guys has a sister!" Poppy exclaimed as she bounced into Rhonda, beaming from ear to ear as she noticed another Troll inside; they were looking over a few scattered papers, receipts, post cards, anything that she's been able to dig up. Yet her attention was caught away from her search and study when three Trolls entered the little RV, even more so calling her JD's brother. She tried to explain to Poppy that she wasn't JD's sister, that she was in fact his girlfriend, yet JD stopped her before she could; raising a hand in her direction as soon as he saw her open her mouth. He playfully wiggled a finger at Poppy, "That's the wifie!" "You're married?!" Poppy exclaimed with excitement, while Branch seemed taken aback instantly; his attention filtered from you to JD, a silent question engulfing his eyes as he tried to fathom a world where someone would have interest in his older brother. "Well, uh, not technically?" JD rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled with nerves; While you chuckled, a bit more sweetly, along side of him. Poppy tilted her head in confusion, her arms dropping to the side as she tried to think of how JD called you his 'wife' but you guys weren't married. Branch stood next to Poppy, still trying to fathom this whole situation. Wondering how you, someone who seemed so... not JD, ended up with someone like his older brother. As in given example, you were careful to stand up and walk around all the evidence you had dug up from boxes of old things that JD had kept since his band days. While JD, while turning around to reach for your waist, almost stepped and step a whole stack of papers flying to the floor! You had stopped him before he did so, thankfully, playfully smacking his leg away from the stack so he would yelp but realize his mistake and draw his leg back. "Hi, it's so very nice to meet you two." You would extend your hand towards Branch and Poppy; In which, Poppy grabbed your hand first and shook it enthusiastically. "Hello! It's so very nice to meet you!" Exclaimed Poppy as she almost made your arm fall off with how vigorously she was shaking it, "I'm Branch's, JD's younger brother, girlfriend. And can I say, you have very lovely hair." You smiled at Poppy, though were glad to be able to pull your hand away when she finished the hand shake. With your other hand, you grabbed onto the closest hand JD had to you, interlocking your fingers.

"Well, it's very nice to meet you both. I expect you both know what's happening?" You received a nod from Poppy, while Branch just kept his eyes square on JD; who tried to play it cool, but you noticed the tiniest sweat drop rolling down his forehead. "Well then, Poppy, would you like to help me search for clues? I'm trying to find where Spruce is-" You didn't even have to finish before Poppy bounded over, grabbing your hand and rushed over to the pile of documents and files you had pulled out. It genuinely shocked you how much energy she had. But you were not going to let that scare you! What you and Poppy didn't notice, as you were sorting and shuffling around clues, was the 'I'm watching you' fingers that Branch gave to JD. In which JD just extended his arms, wondering what Branch was going on about. Branch, in response, glanced over at you and then back to JD with a cock of his eyebrow. Confused, JD turned towards you and Poppy and then back at Branch wondering what he was getting on about. But Branch wasn't going to say his thoughts out loud, not yet.

@!; Bruce would be the second one to meet you, and much like Branch he was confused on how this even happened. Unlike Branch, he was happy that JD finally had someone who could tolerate him and his bossy ways; That's not to say that Branch was unhappy for you or JD, he was just a little jealous and sour that after all this time JD had changed yet he couldn't have been there for Branch when he needed it. Those feelings shifted from time to time the more Branch saw you and JD interact, and he couldn't help but slowly feel guilty; Yet, still standing the fact that it wasn't all that fair. Either way, Bruce met you when Poppy, Bruce, and Branch came back to Rhonda after a successful mission and a dance number about Brozone being back. You were sat in the driver's seat, mindlessly shuffling a deck of cards; You had been asked if you would like to join the three, mostly by Poppy and JD, but you had declined as you weren't much of a people person. It's what drew you to JD at first, when you heard he was going solo around the globe in a 'soul-searching' journey. You asked more about it and slowly the two of you had grown closer than you ever thought would be possible. As such, you always tended to miss him dearly when he stepped off Rhonda. And, subsequently, is why you bounded onto your feet when you heard the door open. You didn't even mind that the deck of cards had spilt all over the floor as you heard your boyfriends all too familiar voice shout, "Honey, we're home!" Which was followed by a confused new voice, "Honey?" "You'll get used to it." And Branch's snarky comeback. They had managed to grab Spruce, no doubt, thanks to the post card. Yet, before JD could introduce you both, he had to take care of the loving and attentive girlfriend that had appeared right in front of him; Grabbing both his hands and welcoming him back with a big smile, while also accidentally stopping those from behind JD; Who had to awkwardly shuffle around the two of you. "What did you do?" JD quipped, smirking down at you with a curious look. He hadn't notice the stack of playing cards that had been left on the ground yet, which Poppy had began to pick up out of habit. "Nothing! I just missed you." Branch, standing next to Bruce, could swear he could see the definition of heart eyes in your eyes. He wasn't sure if he was actually happy for his brother, or a little grossed out, or jealous, or all the above with some plausible explanation for his emotions that he didn't feel like going into. JD, having forgotten that you two had company over, was quick to scoop you up into his arms, as he usually did when you greeted him back home. His arms rested under your thighs, supporting you as you sat on his forearms, and as you wrapped your arms around his neck while your legs wrapped around his waist. There was something always so peaceful yet exciting being this close to JD; Being able to clearly see his eyes, as you cupped his cheeks and leaned down to connect your foreheads. You were able to smell his cologne, which you swore you could get drunk off of. You could just feel his warmth and be able to take a moment to stop and breath and remember that he's here and he isn't going anywhere. You could just, be; Be here with JD and not have to worry about anything. And the way that JD tightened his hold, the way he looked back up at you with adoration... you knew he wouldn't have it any other way. Even if you almost kicked him out of his own bus one time because he was being a pain in your ass. A cough from Branch, and awing from Poppy, snapped you both out of your love-drunk dazes. Causing you to sit up properly and glance over at the company, all the while you kept JD's cheeks cupped with your hands and he couldn't really tilt his head to see everyone. "You both are!... adorable!" Poppy shouted, bouncing on her toes as she held onto Branch's arm. You couldn't help but laugh as her reaction, noticing that she was refraining from shaking Branch with all her might.

"Yeah, very cute." Sarcasm leaked out of Branch, "But have you both realized we've been standing here for a minute? We need to go out and look for Clay so we can save Floyd!- Yet, Bruce only patted Branch on the shoulder, "Calm down, Bitty B! I wanna meet JD's partner." Along with giving you both a smile as you slide out of JD's arms and onto the floor. At least, you were attempting to do so, but JD only tightened his hold. "Bruce, meet the wifie; Wifie, meet Bruce one of my younger brothers. Good, there you guys meet. Now if you excuse us," And, though Bruce seemed to have wanted to met more, he simply walked away with you still in his arms. Which caused you to flush but laugh, playfully smacking his shoulder and asking what has gotten into him! But, then again, this was your boyfriend and he was usually this selfish with you.

@!; Clay met you in Putt-Putt Village, where you had been convinced by JD to come out with everyone else. He had claimed that it was simply too dark and spooky to let you stay home alone and he couldn't make sure you were properly safe in Rhonda. You tried arguing saying that he's left you in worse conditions, which seemed to get a rile out of Bruce who questioned him what you had meant. It was funny to watch JD sputtering out reasons and excuses and examples, but in the end you decided to join them. It would do you good to get some fresh air after so many hours of basically non-stop traveling. To say you regretted your choice as soon as the clown-head started talking would be an understatement. To say you weren't about to kill JD when gulf balls began to animate and roll around you, was an understatement. To say that you then didn't smack JD behind the head when everything turned out to be alright was... actually, that's not an understatement because that's exactly what you had done. "And you said I wouldn't be safe in Rhonda! When has she ever let me get surrounded by gulf-balls that actually turned out to be Trolls." You had 'scolded' JD as you smacked him behind the head. It wasn't anything hard, just a small one-two to see if he still had some sort of brain in there. JD jerked towards you with the most betrayed look you've every seen him give, "Babe!" JD sputtered, not knowing how to respond to you assault! "I'm about to go back to the trailer." You muttered, a little salty. Crossing your arms you turned away from JD and towards Viva, who was screaming about how the new guests needed friends and milkshakes; Which the other Trolls in the village jumped onto getting. "If you go back I might have to follow you to correct this attituded we're having." JD snirked slyly, crossing his arms as he flashed me a knowing glance. Wiggling his eyebrows and winking playfully, leaving you slightly baffled at his boldness in front of everyone. "JOHN D-" You started, yet was quickly cut off as you hadn't noticed Clay's sudden appearance; or how he had rushed over to say hello to baby Branch and Bruce, giving a lack luster response to JD. That itched you wrong. Sure, you knew JD hadn't been the best to his brothers in their band days but that still gave him no right to look and act like that towards JD. You momentarily forgot JD's comment, or the fact that he probably almost killed you earlier (to which he would rightly remind you about your flare for dramatics, and how much he loved them) and marched over to where Poppy, Branch, and Bruce where. Poppy was attempting to introduce herself to Clay, who stood in front of them, yet you pushed past them and stood as a barrier between the three and Clay; Who gave you a weird look, and was slightly taken a back by your forwardness. "Hel-" Clay tried, but didn't get very far in his greeting. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you had a stick up your ass that someone needs to remove, Cupcakes." You spat at him as you crossed your arms, shooting him the nastiest glare you could fathom at this point. Which was nasty enough to get both Bruce and Poppy to back up a little, and Poppy to slowly inch Branch away from you and Clay.

Though Branch didn't seem to enjoy the way you were talking to his third eldest brother. He opened his mouth to say something, yet you cut him off, "Furthermore, is that how you're really going to greet your brother after all these years? With plain favoritism to the others despite everything he's had to go through and is trying to actively change because of everything that went wrong, huh?" "Oooh'kay, Babe," JD carefully walked over to you, knowing you were a little on the edge; That and you had smacked him behind the head earlier and he wasn't looking for another one of those. "How about we take a step back and go calm down-" "Nah, Imma beat his ass!" It wasn't the best first meeting you could have had with one of JD's brother, and it also put a little sour kick into the two you had met before, yet it was eventful, that was for sure. Who wouldn't find it eventful for having their older brother's spunky girlfriend almost beat their ass over a few choice words and actions towards him? Yeah... you were going to have to do a little bit of work to mend that with Clay.

@!; You officially, without the fear of him dying or any of the other brothers for that fact, met Floyd before the KISMET and BroZone concert backstage. You were there to support JD, and in turn his brothers. Sure, you had seen and heard all about Floyd before this moment but you weren't exactly sure what to expect from him. Especially since you knew that Clay or at least Bruce or Branch had told Floyd about the whole Clay fiasco on the way back. "You're (Y/N), right?" Floyd's voice from behind you caught your attention despite the current list of groceries you were writing. "Huh?" You muttered at first, having been caught off guard by Floyd's sudden approach. You couldn't help but wonder if he was here for some other reason than first greetings. "Yeah.. that's me... and you're Floyd, right?" Floyd would nod as you set down your pad and pencil on your lap, which was cross-crossed as you sat on the floor. Floyd, still a little worn down from all the talent that was taken from him, joined you on the floor and had decided to sit next to you. You weren't sure why, nor did you completely understand the sudden nerves that had struck in your body. You weren't this nervous when you met any of JD's other brothers; So, how come you were nervous now? Floyd seemed to notice this. His eyebrows frowned up as he smiled softly at you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Hey, I'm not here to scold you if that's what you're expecting." There was a hint of laughter in his voice, "I mean, I know what happened when you first met Clay but that's in the past, yeah? Plus, you were only trying to stand up for JD... which is sweet, I appreciated it." You jerked your head up to look at Floyd, a little baffled that he was so different from his other brothers. Before, you had been nervously fiddling with your notepad and pencil, unable to form a word to say to him. Yet, he seemed to somehow calm your nerves. Not instantly, like JD had always managed to do, but slowly with a firm reassurance. "Oh," You mouthed, before smiling, "Yeah, I still don't think I've made that up to Clay yet. I mean," You paused for a second, "I did kind of almost attack him just because he rolled his eyes at JD. It struck a wrong cord with me." Floyd chuckled, "Hey, don't worry, I get it. I always get that icky feeling whenever my brothers fight, but that's just how they are." "A ragtag team of brothers who both love yet hate each other at the exact same time?" You joked, cocking up an eyebrow. "And yet, we wouldn't have it any other way." Floyd replied with a smile, turning to look at his other brothers, who were all warming up and stretching. You glanced down at your notepad, reading the list of groceries you would need to get for the bus when JD and you set off again. There wasn't many placed to stop and get food on the road, unless you and JD gathered and hunted. "Hey, I don't know if anyone has told you this.." Floyd snapped you out of your thoughts again, "But thank you." You were baffled, "Thank you?" "Thank you," Floyd shrugged his shoulders, but his smile was so genuine and sweet. "For being there for John Dory when we weren't. For helping him at his lowest. You know, he talks a lot about you when you're not around and I don't think I would want any other Troll to be with JD than you. Welcome to the family, Sister-in-law." Floyd held out a fist bump, though knew you might need a minute by the tears welling in your eyes.

You had told yourself many, many years ago (when you first got with JD and heard about his band days) that you would never pick a favorite brother of his; Just incase it would cause some sort of family drama to arise. You didn't exactly have siblings, so you didn't really know what they fought about and what they didn't. So you told yourself if you ever met the brothers you would do your best to quell anything that came up. Yet, Floyd was making this very difficult right now... "JOHN DORY FLOYD IS MY FAVORITE BROTHER!" You rushed out, snagging Floyd's wrist and shoving it up in the air; To which he yelped, not having expected such a sudden reaction. John Dory, peaking in front backstage, stared for a moment. He hadn't fully heard you, but was able to quickly piece together what you had said: "WHAT?! BABE I'M MEANT TO BE YOUR FAVORITE!" "I don't make the rules JD, maybe you shouldn't have almost killed me!" "IT WAS ONE TIME AND NOTHING HAPPENED!" "Should have let me stay with Rhonda." You playfully shook your head towards your boyfriend, who stood in the doorway completely baffled and a little butt hurt. But, you couldn't help but laugh as his goofy expression, absolutely loving every part of him; His grumpy sides, his loving sides, and even his down-right baffled and confused sides.

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