#꒰ anon ⋆˙⟡𐙚

[loverboysturn]

birdie’s last ig story of chris?

[cameronsbabydoll]

Hi! I was wondering if you could write rafe keeping a drawer with all the things reader's left around his room and then she comes looking for something and he's like oh in the drawer and it's all fluffy

“have you seen my necklace?” you ask, standing in the doorway of rafe’s room, chewing at your lip.

he barely glances up from where he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, thumb flicking over his phone. “the little one you always wear?”

you nod, stepping further in. “yeah. i thought i left it here.”

he sighs through his nose, stands, and walks over to his dresser. second drawer down. pulls it open and shifts through something.

you’re about to ask what he’s doing when he steps back. “it’s in here.”

you walk over, expecting him to hand it to you—but instead, he moves aside, lets you see for yourself.

it’s not just your necklace.

your lip balm. a couple hair ties. the oversized hoodie you swore you lost weeks ago. your nail polish—the light pink one. even a receipt from the gas station with your handwriting on the back.

you blink down at the drawer, suddenly quiet. “...you kept all of this?”

rafe doesn’t answer at first. leans his hip against the dresser, arms crossed. his expression’s unreadable, like always. “you leave your shit everywhere.”

you glance up at him. “you could’ve thrown it out.”

he shrugs, eyes trailing over you. “didn’t want to.”

it’s simple. rough around the edges. but there’s something in his voice, something softer, like he won’t say it out loud but he likes having pieces of you here. like he doesn’t want anyone else touching it.

you look back down at the drawer, a quiet smile tugging at your lips. “this is... kinda cute.”

rafe scoffs under his breath. “don’t make it weird.”

you laugh softly, then nudge his side. “you’re a total hoarder.”

“only when it comes to you,” he mutters, almost too quiet to catch.

you pretend not to hear it, but your heart does this dumb little flutter anyway.

[wandaslittleweirdo]

Okay damn bro, don’t need to mother so hard

[sturnlsstuff]

I was tanning today and got the worst sunburn ever. Would u be able to make a quick on about the reader telling either Chris or Matt that she got a sunburn? i don't know if I just thought it would be cute since summer is coming up.

the kitchen smelled faintly of garlic and something buttery— matt was at the stove, stirring a pan with way more focus than necessary. you padded in barefoot, hair damp and tangled from the pool, wearing nothing but a loose towel wrapped around your chest, and the faintest pout on your lips. your skin, usually warm and golden, now had a clear pink tint— especially along your shoulders and the tops of your thighs.

you crossed the kitchen like your skin wasn't on fire right now, opening the fridge and fishing around for something cold. matt glanced over his shoulder and smiled automatically, but the smile shifted when he noticed the color of your skin.

"woah," he mutters, raising his eyebrow. "you... good?"

"mhm, yeah,” you said, grabbing a soda and cracking the cap open. “i just, you know… might’ve accidentally fallen asleep in the sun for a little bit.”

"a little bit?" he asks with disbelief. "baby, that doesn't look like a small nap."

"okay, like… an hour and a half.” you close the fridge with your hip, taking a long sip of your drink, then making a face and turning around to show your back. "i was tanning and it felt nice and warm, and then next thing i know, boom— nap. and now everything stings."

matt winced in sympathy, abandoning the pan to cross the kitchen. “baby, that ain't even pink. that's medium rare."

"ha ha, so funny," you rolled your eyes but grinned, leaning back against the counter. “it's your fault, honestly. if you had been out there, i wouldn’t have fallen asleep. i was bored all alone by myself."

matt walked over slowly, stopping in front of you, his eyebrow raised as he looks over your body, seeing how all of it was actually sunburnt. “so now you’re blaming me for your sun-induced nap?”

"i'm blaming you for being cute in the kitchen instead of rubbing sunscreen on my back like a good boyfriend.”

“i would’ve gladly done that, you just ran outside god knows when, like a menace with your sunglasses, and your smug little pool float."

"it was calling my name,” you murmured, dramatically placing the back of your hand on your warm forehead. “the sun betrayed me.”

he chuckled, his thumb softly grazing your shoulder, making you hiss and jerk slightly. "ouch, matt, fuck!"

"shit, okay, no touching," he raises his hands in surrender.

you groan painfully, putting the soda on the counter and covering your face. "i feel like a tomatooooo...." you whine.

"well... and ya look like one, too.”

the death glare you give him makes matt smirk. "but like a hot one!" he adds immediately, but you keep pouting. even the slightest movement makes you wince. "a'ight, sweetheart, lemme take care of you. aloe, lotion, cool washcloths, whatever you want. i'll even fan you dramatically if you ask nicely.”

you finally give him a slow, mischievous smile, your hands wrapping around his neck while matt carefully put his on your butt. “okay, i want aloe and some strawberries, and you feeding them to me," you say, tilting your head to the side.

"woaaah," he grins, clearly not going to complain. "you get a little sun-kissed and suddenly you’re cleopatra.”

"oh, shut up, matthew."

dividers by @bernardsbendystraws

[allyeilishh]

Filming kink w Billie?

ᥫ᭡ RECORDING ── .✦ B.E.

pairing: Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader

genre: smut - oral (r!receiving), finger sucking, strap on (r!receiving), recording

synopsis: movie-making with Billie that’s only for your eyes.

w/c: 2.6k

You were sitting down on the bed, shirt off, pants off, just in your pink, lacy bra and pink panties. Billie was dressed the same, except for the color being black. You were leaning back on your hands, watching Billie’s every move.

She was working on the tripod, positioned at the corner of the bed to catch everything. She was making sure everything was the correct height, so the camera could see the entire bed perfectly. The ring light cast a gentle glow over your body, not too bright, but bright enough to point out little details.

Finally, Billie clicked the record button, the little red light beginning to flash slowly. She adjusted herself on the bed, taking a deep breath. You knew it was just for you two, that no one else would ever see it. But just the thought of you two being on video sent a nervous wave through your body.

Billie slowly made her way to stand in front of you, placing her hands on either side of your waist, effectively trapping you against the bed. She could sense your nervousness, seeing the way your breathing shook with each inhale and exhale.

"It’s okay, baby. I’m right here with you, okay? Deep breath.” Billie whispered gently into your ear, placing a kiss on the shell.

You felt your breath hitch as the kiss, but you listened to Billie. You took a deep breath, letting yourself relax under Billie. Your eyes fluttered shut, letting Billie’s lips roam over your ear, down to your jaw. Billie gently moved you over to the middle of the bed, letting you lay your head on the pillows.

Her slight body weight on top of yours was a comforting presence, reminding you that she was right there with you, that you weren’t alone. Your eyes fluttered open, looking at the beautiful woman above you.

You both have done this countless times before, both of you knowing exactly how to give each other pleasure and knowing all the spots that would make the other twitch and gasp. You both were sure that neighbors hated you. But with a camera facing you? It felt different.

Maybe it felt like an invasion of privacy, having the camera pointed at you both. But the fact that it was only for yours and Billie’s eyes made it weirdly intimate. Something that you both could go back to, to share the pleasurable moment again.

You gently gripped onto Billie’s hair, letting out a soft moan as you felt her lips sucking at the tender skin of your neck. You could feel Billie’s lips curl into a smug smirk as you did so, giving the soft skin a gentle bite, before pulling away. She admired the marking for a moment, before averting her gaze to you, affection and adoration in her eyes.

"You’re so beautiful, my love.” Billie said softly, a quiet whisper. Her words reached a deep part of your heart, locking them in forever. Billie gently moved a lock of hair away from your face, taking in every feature she had memorized thousands of times before.

You blushed under her gaze, feeling your breathing hitch all over again. But since you were so lost in Billie’s gaze, you didn’t notice her hand going under your back, unclasping your bra. You didn’t notice until she was pulling it off of you, making you gasp softly.

She then took off hers, throwing both of your bras somewhere in the room. Her vision moved down, looking at your perfect breasts. Her hands gently roamed over the two balls of fat, cradling them gently in her hands. They jiggled with every slight movement, and a small whine left your lips.

Billie couldn’t help but smirk, knowing you were beginning to get antsy. She could never hold herself back from you. Her lips quickly latched onto your left nipple, sucking and lapping out the sensitive bud. Her other hand was still on your other breast, gently twisting your nipple between her pointer and thumb.

You couldn’t help but let out a small moan, arching your back ever so slightly. You placed a hand on Billie’s back, holding her body close to yours. Your other hand stayed in her hair, gently scratching her scalp.

Once your nipple was all hard and covered in saliva, Billie moved to your other breast, doing the exact same thing. You let out a small whine, gripping onto her hair tighter. Your breasts have always been sensitive, and Billie always took advantage of it whenever she could.

Her hands began to roam all over your torso, gently rubbing your sides and moving along your stomach. She gently squeezed the small pudge, before leaning down and showering your torso in kisses and love. Like she was worshipping your body.

You couldn’t help but smile a bit, seeing her treat your body like it was a gift. You gently moved some hair away from her face, watching her as she gently kissed your soft, plump skin over and over again.

Eventually, she went down lower, positioning herself between your legs. She hooked her thumb under the waistband of your panties, but she paused for a second, looking up at your face. Making sure you were completely and utterly comfortable with this.

You gave her a small smile, signaling that you were okay with her actions. She smiled back at you, before pulling down your panties, and throwing them off with your bras.

She had to sit there for a moment, admiring you. Your legs propped open by her hands on your thighs. Your pussy was already dripping , slowly making its way onto the sheets. Fluttering softly, like you were trying to clench around nothing.

“You’re gorgeous.” Billie whispered softly, gently placing your thighs on her shoulders so she could get a better angle. You let out a soft, needy whimper, needing her mouth on you already. You gently tugged at her hair to bring her closer, eyes pleading.

Billie could help but smirk at your neediness. So desperate for her tongue. "Needy, now are we?” She teased, watching as you squirmed under her touch. She was so close, yet so far. Her breathing was tickling your clit, and it was driving you insane.

"Billie, please…” you said as a breathy whisper, your legs spreading just a bit wider. Just to show yourself off more, maybe to lure her in.

And it worked. Because after all your whining, she dived in. She gave your aching pussy a long, striped lick, tasting every single bit of you on her tongue. She could taste you on every taste bud. She couldn’t help but let out a low moan at the taste, bringing in your hips closer to her mouth.

Her lips quickly attached to your clit, flicking her tongue over the sensitive bud that had you gasping for air. She held onto your thighs, making sure you wouldn’t squirm around. You were gripping onto her hair, back arching off the bed slightly. "Fuck—Billie…”

You were letting out strings of moans and whines, trying to buck your hips up into her mouth. But her firm grip kept your hips on the bed, pinning you down. Your face was scrunching up in pleasure, and your eyes were locked onto Billie’s.

Her eyes were filled with a desire—a desire to make you fall apart, to make you all mushy inside until you could only remember her name. But there was also something under that desire. It was just pure affection and love.

Before you knew it, you felt Billie’s warm fingers gently teasing at your hole, making you squirm and whine under her touch. She sped up her tongue on your clit, using it as a distraction to gently push in two of her fingers.

You let out a long string of moans and whines mixed together as your mouth fell open, eyes fluttering shut from the new feeling. She let you get used to her fingers stretching you, before beginning to gently curl them inside of you. And simultaneously beginning to pump in and out of your wet hole. You swallowed them greedily, tightening around her digits. "Look at you, baby, so greedy…”

Before you knew it, soft, wet sounds were coming from your pussy, Billie’s fingers digging deep inside you, only making you wetter. You couldn’t help but whine, feeling your orgasm beginning its approach.

"Such a good girl… taking my fingers so well.” Billie murmured against your clit, the vibrations of her voice sending a wave of pleasure through your body. You twitched under her touch, feeling her fingers begin to speed up inside you. The curling mixed with the speed felt like you were floating.

"Can you come for me, baby? Cum all over my fingers, sweetheart.” Billie whispered soothingly, her tongue working overtime on your puffy clit. You gripped onto her hair tighter, your thighs beginning to clamp around her head. But she didn’t mind.

And you listened to her. Within a few more moments, you were writhing under her touch, your orgasm hitting you hard. Billie’s name falling out of your lips with each breath you took. You spasmed for a moment, before your body went lax. You were breathing heavily, your hair sticking to your forehead, but you couldn’t have felt any better than you did now.

You were just sent to heaven, and now, you were gently being pulled back down by Billie’s soothing hands, letting you ride out your high. Her fingers slowed down as her mouth pulled away from your clit, before pulling them out completely.

She leaned over you, taking in your blissed-out expression. She couldn’t help but smirk, seeing that she had done this to you. That she had made you feel this good. She gently opened your mouth, speaking softly. "Can you suck on my fingers, baby? Tell me how good you taste.”

You felt another wave of arousal go over your body, letting out a small whine as you took her fingers into your mouth. They were slick and salty, but you didn’t dare let go. Billie slowly pumped her fingers in your mouth, letting you swallow every single bit of your cum. She almost moaned at the sight. Your big, doe eyes looking right at her, sucking on her fingers.

She slowly pulled her fingers out of your mouth, before rummaging around in the bedside table. When she finally found what she was looking for, she smirked, before crawling back over to you, where you were still trying to figure out what day it was.

Billie hooked the strap around her hips, the harness fitting perfectly against her skin. She looked down at you, who was now flushed at the sight of the pink strap. Your hands gently gripping onto the sheets below you, another wave of neediness going over you.

The dildo was a good 9 inches, faux veins covering the shaft to make it look more realistic. And it had a good girth on it, as well. It was one you had yet to try with Billie.

Billie gently spread your legs open once again, her hands going on either side of your head, looking down at you with such softness in her gaze. "You okay with this, baby?”

You looked up at her with wide eyes, but yet filled with trust and love. You nodded your head, giving the woman a soft smile. You gently grabbed onto her shoulders, trying to ground yourself.

She smiled right back at you, placing a gentle kiss on your lips. She then lifted your legs, placing your ankles on her shoulders. She made sure you were comfortable and didn’t feel uneasy. She gently rubbed the tip against your clit, watching as you squirmed under her, trying to move your hips up to meet hers.

You were so needy—so desperate to feel her so deep inside you. Billie gently shushed you, rubbing your thigh softly. And with a small smack, she gently pushed her cock into your tight hole, slowly.

She moaned at the sight, your greedy pussy taking her and swallowing her whole. You whined as you felt her cock slowly go deeper and deeper, getting so close to the sweet spot. But before she could reach it, she slowly began to pull out. Not all the way, but enough to make you feel empty again.

Not to tease you, but so she didn’t hurt you. She gently squeezed the jiggly skin of your thighs, kissing your ankles softly. She began to slowly rut her hips into yours, making sure you were okay and she was making you feel good.

Your eyes began to roll to the back of your head as her cock slowly got deeper with each thrust, whines and moans spilling from your lips out of your control. You gently moved your hands to her cheeks, wanting to feel her skin against yours. "Holy—fuck, Billie… f-feels so good…”

Billie smirked, seeing you already beginning to get fucked out. She couldn’t help it. You looked so cute when you were a mess under her. She began to speed up her pace, growing in speed but still just as gentle as before. "Yeah? feel good, baby? Feel my cock so deep inside your greedy pussy? Fuck—you’re so tight…”

You whined in response—you didn’t know if it was a response to the increase in pace or to Billie’s words, but it was a response Billie took. Your hands traveled down to Billie’s neck, your nails beginning to dig into the skin as your moans grew louder and more whinier.

"It’s okay, sweetheart. S’okay. So beautiful. All f’me…” She whispered softly, like she was talking to a baby deer. She gently ran her hands over your stomach, gently pressing down to feel her cock moving in and out of you with every thrust.

Her hands pushing down on you only made you whine and moan louder, your gummy walls feeling even more of her veiny cock. You tightened around the silicone, desperately mumbling out a ball of words. "M’gonna cum… so close… Billie…!”

Billie couldn’t help but speed up, her hips snapping against yours. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, along with Billie’s heavy pants and your desperate moans. "Yeah? Come f’me, baby. Cum all over my cock.”

Those words sent you over the edge. And for the second time, your back arched off the bed, moaning louder as you gripped onto Billie tightly. Your body trembled beneath Billie’s, completely spent and fucked out. You closed your eyes, planning on never opening them again.

"So good, baby… you did so good.” Billie slowed down her movements, before gently pulling out, seeing your warm cum spill out of you. She couldn’t help but smile, taking off the strap and placing it back into the bedside table. She gently scooped you up into her arms, allowing your trembling body to relax against hers.

You let out a small whimper, your body sensitive from what just happened. You rested your head against Billie’s chest, quickly relaxing into her warm arms. And without much effort, you fell asleep in her warm embrace, your body slack against hers. All messy and fucked out.

Her attention went back to the camera, still pointed at you two, capturing every moment you just had together. Billie gently layed you down onto the bed, before getting up and turning off the ring light. She took the camera off the tripod, making sure to be as quiet as possible to not disturb your slumber.

Then, she pointed the camera directly at you, your naked, sleeping body looking so perfect. All for her. And behind the camera, she softly whispered;

"I love you, baby. My beautiful baby.” ⋆. 𐙚 ̊

a/n: I lowkey hate this bc it’s my first time writing smut so…. Be compassionate y’all…. 😓

[ysaefinn]

I just had an angsty idea :00 How about reader trying to break up with Suguru/Satoru (dilf optional lo), not because they don’t love them any more, but because they don’t feel worthy of them and would rather die than actually talk about their feelings?

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME ANON!??!?!? T^T

I honestly see myself trying to seperate from them bcuz too much love and care all at once will scare tf out of me LMAOO

Emphasis on "trying" you cannot get rid of them lol, once they've both set their sights on you you're not going anywhere, they understand where you're coming from and are very much aware of how overwhelming they can be but to them, but you trying to run away is just another bad habit they need to work on correcting. (because they did see the signs, and they did see this coming)

It doesn't matter whether you communicate your reasons or not because they see right through you, so when the conversation eventually happens, you get a completely different reaction to what you expected, they're not really taking it as seriously as you would a breakup, they have a protocol in place lmao

Suguru gently coaxes you to his lap sideways and Satoru extends your legs over his lap before they ask you to explain yourself (TRAP!!!!!!!) Then they get to work, and suddenly Suguru is almost whispering in your ear with his sweet cooing tone, he's got one hand gently petting your head and the other laid flat on your tummy, the heat radiating from it is enough to get you stammering and stumbling over your words he interrupts you every couple of minutes with a sweet kiss on your lips, or a chast on your cheek. Meanwhile, Satoru's beautiful blue eyes are staring right at your soul and you can't help but feel so bare and vulnerable, coupled with the way his thumb tenderly strokes your ankle and his hand runs up and down the length of your thigh, there's a balance there they work hard to maintain since they learned it keeps you grounded and floaty. And it works as always, at the end of the conversation you're just nodding mindlessly while they tell you about how silly you can be sometimes, and how you shouldn't doubt that you belong with them.

You can't call this lovebombing bcuz they would never ever dream of neglecting you (which I assume is one of the reasons why you feel unworthy in the first place) they just crank up the smothering and it maayyy or may not lead to more than just kissing afterwards i you catch my drift ehehehhehehheheheheh

[obsessivel0v3r]

Ask game:

"Anons- Can I be honest?"

Karma🩸: And like a dog biting its owners' hand, I know I'll regret what I'll do when my emotions get the best of me.

Devotee🪽: I'd watch after you, even if you were to fall in love with someone else.

Twisted 👤: I'd find a way to hack your account and delete/ block everyone you interact with if I could.

Saint 🤍: If you're searching, I wouldn't mind waiting for you. I'll take it as slow as you'd like.

Intertwine 💫: I wish I knew you in real life, I think we'd be good friends.

False innocence 🩰: I actually interact with you from more than one account on here.

Truth‼️: I have done some things, and I'd confess all my truths to you.

Wings 🎭: Would you be fine with getting to know each other? I don't mind if you'd only like to know each other in a platonic way.

Caged 🧸: Do you have a certain person you wish would give you attention? If so why?

Love 🎀: If you could describe your ideal type, what would they be like?

Hate ♦️: I'm really fond of you, but the idea that many feel the same way makes me jealous. Part of me adores you and dislikes you at the same time.

Follower 🔪: I think about following you home and watching you sleep when you think no one's watching.

Pretty 🍒: You let us know a bit about you, (voice/selfie/personality/interest), and I think I would easily fall for you.

Selfish ✨️: I wonder what you'd think of me if I wished I could keep you locked in a cage and find out what goes on in your mind.

Interest 💕: Tell us more about yourself, what's your favorite song/movie/book/show at the moment?

You 🍓: Is there someone in your life that has your interest at the moment?

Me 🧁: Can I interest you in become friends? I enjoy hearing about your day and thoughts.

Sick 🖤: What do you think is too much? What would your boundaries be when it comes to having someone obsess over you/ when you obsess over someone?

Watch 👁: What would you prefer when it comes to stalking?

Smile 💙: Smile, I'm always watching your blog.

Hope 🏳: Would you prefer a yandere or a darling for a partner?

[miueo]

𐙚 my little idol ♥︎．。．:*･° chap ii ✿

ᰔᩚ      ︶ྀི    debut ; salty & sweet .

summary : you're currently in a new girl group underneath jyp entertainment ! your group is performing well on charts, you have a stable fanbase, and many bops to listen to! you try your best to avoid dating scandals for the sake of your reputation and status but it's all ruined by a very popular group of boys.

pairings : ot8!skz ♡ femidol!reader !

warnings : heavy on smut, sexualization & objectification, perversion, obsession, taboo / dark concepts (for some members, not all !) , mental physical / health issues (depression, anxiety, etc.), coercion, unsolicited pictures, more to be announced.

notes : i am having so much fun writing this and creating ideas for this. you have no fucking idea.

taglist : @p0eticjust1c3 @yunjinswifee @sky00ung @pinkdranks @bloominhos @mi-mi-mu @nasiaisan @kitkat1sstuff @hyunjinhoexxx @theinsanebish

selected song for fic : chapter playlist ✿ !!

the day of 4ura’s debut had finally arrived, a culmination of years of hard work, dreams, and relentless dedication. the air buzzed with excitement as fans gathered, eagerly anticipating the first glimpse of jyp entertainment’s newest girl group. their debut album, “feel,” promised a unique blend of songs that showcased their diverse talents, with the title track “salty & sweet” leading the charge.

the album, a carefully curated collection, included tracks like “nobody knows”, “underwater”, “diorama”, “colouring”, “candy crush”, “bamboleo”, “rewind”, and “perfect 10”. each song was chosen to highlight the group’s vocal prowess, dynamic choreography, and unique charm.

❁

as the lights dimmed and the intro to “salty & sweet” began, y/n, olivia, minjeong, and autumn took their places on stage. the music pulsed through the speakers, and the girls moved with a synchronicity that spoke of countless hours spent perfecting their performance. y/n’s voice soared, carrying the emotional weight of the song, while olivia’s electrifying dance moves captivated the audience. minjeong’s presence was mesmerizing, her visual appeal enhancing the performance, and autumn’s powerful rap delivery added an edge that completed the group’s dynamic sound.

throughout the performance, the emotions were palpable. y/n’s eyes shone with determination and a touch of nervous excitement, while olivia’s energy was infectious, drawing the audience into the performance. minjeong’s grace and confidence radiated, and autumn’s intensity underscored the group’s commitment to making a lasting impression.

as the final notes of “salty & sweet” echoed in the venue, the audience erupted into applause. the girls exchanged relieved and elated glances, the weight of their debut moment lifting as they soaked in the adoration of their new fans. backstage, the atmosphere was electric with celebration and a sense of accomplishment.

❁

while they were catching their breath and reveling in the afterglow of their successful debut, they ran into the members of stray kids. bang chan, the leader of stray kids, approached y/n with a warm smile.

“hey, y/n!! you guys did fucking insane. this is probably one of the best debut stages of our generation..” bang chan said, his voice full of genuine admiration.

y/n, still slightly breathless, smiled back as her cheeks heated up slightly. “thank you so much, chan! it means a lot coming from you.”

bang chan nodded, his eyes reflecting his sincerity. “you all really brought the energy and emotion to the stage. i could tell how much heart you put into it.”

y/n felt a surge of pride and gratitude. “we really wanted to make a strong impression. it’s been a long journey to get here.”

bang chan chuckled. “trust me, i know the feeling. but you guys nailed it. welcome to the family, 4ura.”

with that, the stray kids members offered their congratulations and words of encouragement, further solidifying the camaraderie within the jyp family. as y/n and her groupmates basked in the support of their peers, they knew this was just the beginning of an incredible journey. with their debut performance behind them and the world at their feet, 4ura was ready to take on the k-pop world, one stage at a time.

as the initial excitement of their debut began to settle, y/n found herself lingering on bang chan’s words of encouragement. she had always admired stray kids for their relentless work ethic, musical versatility, and the genuine camaraderie they shared both on and off stage. bang chan, in particular, stood out to her as a figure of leadership and creativity, someone she deeply respected.

as the group continued mingling with the stray kids members, y/n couldn’t help but feel a growing desire to get to know them better. she admired their ability to stay grounded despite their success and often looked to them as role models during her trainee days. now, standing in the same room, she felt an opportunity to bridge the gap between admiration and friendship.

gathering her courage, y/n approached bang chan once more. “chan, i wanted to say again how much your support means to me and the group. i’ve been a huge fan of stray kids since my trainee days. your music and the way you lead the group… it’s really inspiring.”

bang chan smiled, clearly touched by her words. “thank you, y/n. that means a lot. we all started somewhere, and seeing new groups like 4ura debut with such passion is a reminder of why we do what we do.”

feeling a surge of confidence, y/n took a deep breath and continued, “i was wondering, since we’re labelmates and all, if you’d be interested in hanging out sometime? maybe we could grab coffee or something in the building? i’d love to learn more about your experiences and get to know you and the other members better.”

bang chan’s face lit up with enthusiasm. “that sounds great! i’m sure the other guys would love to join too. we could definitely use a break and some good company. how about tomorrow afternoon? there’s a great café in the building that we often hang out at.”

y/n’s heart raced with excitement and relief. “tomorrow afternoon sounds perfect. I’ll let the girls know too. thanks, chan!”

as they wrapped up their conversation, y/n felt a renewed sense of anticipation. the chance to bond with bang chan and the other stray kids members was an unexpected but welcome opportunity. she hoped that these small moments of connection would pave the way for lasting friendships within the jyp family.

with a successful debut and the promise of new friendships on the horizon, y/n felt ready to take on whatever challenges and adventures lay ahead. the support and camaraderie within jyp entertainment were already proving to be invaluable, and she looked forward to growing not just as an artist, but as part of a larger, supportive community.

❁

the next afternoon, the jyp building buzzed with its usual energy, but for y/n, the anticipation of meeting stray kids for coffee added an extra layer of excitement. as she and her groupmates, olivia, minjeong, and autumn, made their way to the café, they chatted about the debut and the positive feedback they had received.

when they arrived, they saw bang chan and a few stray kids members already seated, waving them over with welcoming smiles. y/n’s heart skipped a beat as she spotted chan, his easygoing demeanor putting her at ease.

“hey, guys!” chan greeted them warmly. “glad you could make it. these are han, felix, and changbin.”

after exchanging introductions and settling into their seats, the conversation flowed naturally. they discussed everything from their training days to favorite foods, laughing and sharing stories. as the afternoon progressed, y/n found herself drawn to chan’s infectious energy and genuine interest in their debut experience.

at one point, as the others were engaged in a lively discussion about dance routines, chan turned to y/n. “so, y/n, how are you feeling after the debut? must be quite a whirlwind, huh?”

y/n nodded, her eyes sparkling. “it’s been amazing, but also overwhelming. there’s so much to take in. but having supportive colleagues like you makes it all feel a bit easier.”

chan’s gaze softened. “i’m glad to hear that. You did an incredible job. your vocals were just… wow.”

y/n felt a blush creeping up her cheeks. “thank you, chan. that means a lot coming from you.”

chan leaned in slightly, lowering his voice. “you know, i was really impressed with how you handled the stage. it’s not easy to command an audience like that on your first try.”

their eyes locked, and y/n felt a flutter in her stomach. “thanks, chan. i’ve always looked up to you and the guys. your performances are always so captivating.”

a mischievous glint appeared in chan’s eyes. “well, if you ever want some tips or just hang out more, you’re always welcome to drop by my studio. in fact, i was planning to work on some new music later tonight. want to join me?”

y/n’s heart raced at the invitation. “i’d love that. what time?”

chan smiled, a hint of playfulness in his expression. “how about 9 pm? i’ll be there. we can grab some snacks and see where the night takes us.”

“sounds perfect,” y/n replied, her voice steady despite the excitement bubbling within her.

the rest of the coffee meet-up continued with lighthearted banter and shared laughter, but y/n’s thoughts kept drifting to the upcoming studio session. as they parted ways, chan gave her a quick, reassuring wink, solidifying the connection they had made.

❁

later that night, y/n arrived at the studio at 9 PM sharp. the building was quieter now, the usual hustle and bustle replaced by a serene stillness. she knocked softly on the studio door, and it opened to reveal chan, who greeted her with a warm smile.

“hey, y/n. come on in,” he said, stepping aside to let her enter. the studio was cozy, filled with various instruments, sound equipment, and a few personal touches that made it uniquely Chan’s space.

“wow, this place is amazing,” y/n said, looking around in awe.

“thanks,” Chan replied, his eyes crinkling with his smile. “it’s my little creative haven. make yourself comfortable.”

they settled in, and chan began showing y/n some of the tracks he was working on. as they chatted about music and life, the atmosphere grew more relaxed and intimate.

“you know, i’ve always wanted to collaborate with someone as talented as you,” chan said, his tone sincere.

y/n felt a warmth spread through her. “that means a lot, chan. i’ve always admired your work. this feels like a dream.”

“well, let’s make it a reality,” chan replied, his eyes twinkling. “how about we start with some melodies and see where it takes us?”

they spent the next few hours lost in music, their creative energies blending seamlessly. between takes and discussions, their conversations grew more personal, filled with laughter and shared stories.

❁

as the night deepened, the cozy ambiance of chan’s studio, coupled with the soothing melodies they were creating, began to take its toll on y/n. she stifled a yawn, trying to stay focused on the lyrics they were working on. chan noticed and chuckled softly.

“feeling tired?” he asked gently, his voice a comforting murmur.

y/n shook her head slightly, trying to shake off the drowsiness. “a little. it’s been a long day, but i don’t want to stop just yet.”

chan smiled, appreciating her determination. “how about we take a short break? i can make us some coffee.”

“that sounds great,” y/n replied, grateful for the suggestion.

as chan moved to the small kitchenette in the corner of the studio, y/n leaned back on the plush couch, closing her eyes for just a moment. the soft hum of the equipment and the faint melodies still playing lulled her into a state of relaxation.

by the time chan returned with two steaming mugs of coffee, he found y/n fast asleep, her head resting against the back of the couch, her breathing steady and peaceful. he set the mugs down quietly, a soft smile spreading across his face as he watched her.

“guess you really were tired,” he whispered to himself, not wanting to wake her.

❁

in the darkness of the space, y/n fluttered her eyes open, the clock saying 4 am. still feeling drowsy and exhausted from being constantly occupied with her group’s debut, she looked over at chan’s sleeping body and a sudden flare of lust gleamed in her large seraphic eyes.

quietly, y/n slinked at the foot of the couch, biting her bottom lip while pulling down chan’s pants and trunks altogether. the mere view made the y/n’s mouth water as her body shook in anticipation.

with quivering lips, y/n started licking and coating the chan’s length with her saliva, getting themselves excited as well. her eyes peered up as they carefully engulfed chan’s hardening member and started to bob their head slowly.

feeling already wet, y/n started to touch herself, emitting some feeble moans against the shaft. soon out of breath and yearning for something more, y/n panted as quietly as possible with their head resting on chan’s thigh.

“who told you to stop?” y/n, the girl who froze like a deer in headlights and then looked up at chan’s smirking face. “you wanted to ride my cock like a slut, didn't you. you couldn't even wait for me to wake up, huh. or maybe you find my sleeping face hot?”

gulping at chan’s harsh, husky voice, y/n then started licking the tip of the throbbing length. a yelp escaped their lips when the dom suddenly pushed their head down till the shaft reached the back of their throat. “now you finish what you started.”

y/n gagged softly around chan’s cock, pulling away swiftly before stroking his length up and down with her delicate hands.

“ugh.. i need you in me so bad!!” y/n cried out as she got back up, sitting herself down on his lap before pulling her skirt up, moving her cotton white panties aside exposing her soaked cunt.

chan chuckles maliciously, grabbing his phone and hitting the record button on his phone.

“show the people how much of a fucking slut you are. your fans could never imagine how much of a whore you are for attention like this..” he breathes out behind the camera.

y/n slowly sat herself down on his cock. he had the perfect amount of girth and length, it felt so delicious in her little tummy.

chan grabs her body and slams her back against the leather couch, he kept his phone in his hand as he thrusts into her slippery cunt at an animalistic pace.

a little y/n, fucked dumb laid beneath her senior almost like a doll. high pitched screams and whimpers escaped her mouth as she arched her back against the couch; and seeing them as such was pure achievement for chan.

their hips slammed forward consistently, rough thrusts unstopping despite y/n’s state — in fact, the very view only encouraged chan to treat them more belligerently.

chan watched how the female idol’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, almost as if she was lifeless. she was in euphoria. she had been dreaming about this moment.

it was utter entertainment for chan knowing his admirer was too immersed in their pleasure and too dumb to talk back, taking the very opportunity to spit on them and degrade them while filming every moment.

“i can’t wait to see what more you have in that little pretty mind of yours, my little idol.”

[rafesteddy]

MLB rafe and of reader FaceTime calls would go something a little like this I fear:

rafe laying in his bed lazily scratching his stomach while looking at OF reader through the small screen who’s doing her nighttime routine: how come everytime you come over it’s always the same five bastard requesting goodnight videos-

of reader already rolling her eyes because she just finished babying him and stroking his handsome ego over the phone because he won a very important game: rafe, we’ve had this discussion like three times now and it’s not even five bastards. that happened ONCE and you haven’t let me breathe (but ofc she’s not really annoyed and she goes back to cooing at her string handsome man- sneaky link oops ) 😉

Rafe with a pout already on his pretty lips

Ahhh 🤭🤭🤭🤭💕 hi hun!!! This is so good 😋 pouty and jealous rafe but “it’s not that serious”.

You just get a knock on the door—a bottle of champagne and a bouquet of roses delivered as a thank you “for helping me get my head right before the game. Was good to have someone to talk to… A friend.”

You smile, running your fingers through the silky petals of your very pretty, very extravagant friendship roses. Then you crawl toward your phone. And Rafe can’t help but grin like an idiot as you get closer—and the second you settle on the bed and look at him through the screen, he’s already asking, “What were you tellin’ them, anyways? Couldn’t hear you.”

Because like hell if he isn’t gonna hear it again—and like hell if he isn’t about to get the same treatment. 🤭😋💕

[mrsarnold]

9 for advent calendar w paige bueckers i beg 🙏🏼🙏🏼

015. santa baby slip a sable under the tree! . ۫ ꣑ৎ .

syn : christmas eve with paige and your littls girl

pair : paige bueckers x fem!reader + fem!daughteroc

warn : pure fluffy fluff, not technically the first christmas bc i had a idea for this, wnba!paige

note : this is so cute wth

"Mommy when is Mama coming back", Livvy complained as you put the cookie tray in the oven. It was currently christmas eve and You + Livvy were currently making Cookies. "Um soon sweetie, she had a unexpected practice tonight", You said turning to the two year old.

“Practice on Christmas Eve?” Livvy pouted, her little eyebrows furrowing as she swung her tiny legs from her spot on the counter. “That’s not fair!”

You smiled softly, wiping your hands on a dish towel before walking over to her. Picking her up gently, you balanced her on your hip. “I know, baby. But Mama’s working hard so she can play her best. And she promised she’d be home soon, remember?”

Livvy’s pout softened slightly, though she still clung to you, her little arms wrapping around your neck. “She better be home for Santa.”

“She wouldn’t miss Santa for anything,” you reassured her, pressing a kiss to her temple.

As the smell of cookies began to fill the kitchen, you distracted Livvy by helping her roll out more dough and cut festive shapes—stars, snowflakes, and trees. Just as you placed the second tray in the oven, the sound of the front door unlocking echoed through the house.

“Merry Christmas Eve, family!” Paige’s familiar voice rang out, followed by the thud of her bag hitting the floor.

Livvy gasped dramatically, scrambling off her stool and running toward the front door as fast as her tiny legs could carry her. “Mama!”

Paige crouched down just in time to scoop Livvy up into her arms, spinning her around before pressing playful kisses all over her face. “There’s my girl! Were you good while I was gone?”

Livvy giggled, her pout from earlier long forgotten. “We made cookies!”

“Cookies?” Paige raised an eyebrow as she stood, carrying Livvy toward the kitchen. “Without me?”

You smiled, leaning against the counter. “Someone had to hold down the fort while you were off being a superstar.”

Paige grinned as she set Livvy down and walked over to you, immediately pulling you into a warm hug. “Missed you,” she murmured softly, kissing your cheek.

“Missed you too,” you whispered back, letting the warmth of the moment wash over you.

“Mommy said Santa’s coming soon!” Livvy interjected, tugging on Paige’s sleeve.

Paige turned back to her, eyes wide with faux surprise. “He is? Then I better hurry and help with those cookies. Santa’s going to need them after flying all night!”

With a laugh, you all settled into the cozy rhythm of decorating cookies together Livvy smearing frosting on everything while Paige stole bites of dough when she thought you weren’t looking. By the time the cookies were finished and Livvy was fast asleep under the twinkling glow of the Christmas tree, Paige wrapped her arms around you from behind.

“Thank you for holding it all together tonight,” she whispered, her voice soft.

You smiled, turning in her embrace to meet her gaze. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters.”

And as the snow quietly fell outside, the two of you stood there in the warmth of your home, knowing that this—love, laughter, and a sleepy two year old was the perfect Christmas gift.

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[loverboysturn]

when did chris and birdie last fuck?

before they went for lunch this morning. he picked her up en route and came up to her room whilst she was finishing getting ready and one thing led to another 🙂‍↕️ they were late and everyone knew why

[cameronsbabydoll]

could you do babydollreader! asking rafe if she could hold it when he goes to the restroom?

babydoll!reader holding it while rafe goes to the bathroom ❤︎

it happens on a sunday morning.

the kind where the sun’s coming through the windows all soft and sleepy, catching the dust motes in the air like glitter, and the sheets are warm and messy and smell like him. your legs are tangled together, and rafe’s lying on his back with one arm slung over his eyes, groaning like he just woke up from a 200-year nap.

you roll onto your side, cheek pressed to his chest. “you have to pee, don’t you.”

he shifts, doesn’t answer.

“you do,” you say, tracing a little heart into his skin with your finger. “you always get that look in your face when you gotta go.”

he groans louder this time. “why do you know that.”

“because i love you,” you sing softly, kissing his jaw. “now. can i hold it?”

he moves his arm, looks at you. eyes half-lidded, hair a mess, morning voice scratchy. “no.”

“please?”

“no.”

“please, rafey. i’ll be so gentle.”

he lets out the most exasperated sigh in the history of sighs, throws his head back on the pillow like the weight of the world is upon him.

“this is so weird,” he mutters.

you light up. “so that’s a yes?”

he glares. “if you laugh, i swear—”

“i won’t! i swear on all my vintage barbie dolls!”

he gives you a long, tired look. “you already hold my heart. now you wanna hold my dick while i’m peeing?”

you nod, sweet as pie. “yes.”

and god help him—he lets you.

you’re practically bouncing behind him like a bunny as he shuffles into the bathroom. he mumbles the whole time, something about losing his dignity, something about how topper and kelce can never know.

and when he finally lets you hold it?

you’re so serious. hands soft, eyes big, tongue poking out in concentration like it’s the most important task in the world.

and when you're done, you look up at him with the biggest smile, eyes sparkling like you just got everything you ever wanted.

he ruffles your hair, muttering, “jesus christ,” but his ears are pink.

you beam. “you love me.”

he groans. “unfortunately.”

[pearlzier]

⠀ˑ   𓈒 𐔌  introducing . . . nerd .ᐟ reader  aka bee .   ͡꒱ ۫⠀

sweet as honey. awkward. proud weird girl. craves validation. theatre kid. overthinker. reading fanfiction &&. writing it. visits to the library. unfinished projects. procrastinator. any &&. all colours. animal lover. apple cider. very uncoordinated. day dreamer. butterflies. crochet obsessed. jewellery maker. summer &&. spring. funky nail polish. hot chocolate always. stuffed animals. good listener. night owl. easily attached. tyler the creator && doechii's #1 fan. doodling. star girl. bugs.

（◞‸◟）ㅤ◞ ㅤ ☆ㅤnerd.ᐟmatt explains fortnite slang to bee .

（◞‸◟）ㅤ◞ ㅤ ☆ㅤnerd.ᐟmatt wakes up to bee wide awake in the kitchen because she's restless, so they make hot chocolate as a distraction.

[sturnlsstuff]

Phone sex with ghostface!matt/chris and he uses the voice modulator (ghostface's voice) because he knows that reader loves it

divider credits. @anitalenia

"c'mon, jus' tell me your favorite scary movie and i'll let you cum..." his low, hoarse voice echoes on the other end of the phone. the voice modulator matt uses sends shivers down your spine, your fingers start pumping in and out faster of your dripping pussy, the wet squelching fill the room.

"i don't remember the name!" you whine desperately, back arching up as you try to grind against your hand more.

"you do, sweetheart, just think—"

matt felt like he was on another planet, panting into the phone while his thumb kept rubbing against his leaking with precum tip, making his cock throb in his grip. the way he also saw you through the camera he had in your room made it even harder for him to hold back, but he wanted to see you lose control just because of his voice before he comes.

"i.... uhm—" the wheels in your head turning around, the name of the horror movie at the end of your tongue, but you weren't able to remember it while matt was literally keeping you on the edge, causing your legs to tremble.

"rub harder f'me, yeah?" a groan leaves him when he sees on the screen of his other phone how you immediately listen to him and put more pressure into circling your clit. "you got this, i know you do— holyyy fuckk, just say it—"

matt squeezed his eyes shut, trying his hardest to wait for you. he thrusts into his fist, chewing on his bottom plump lip to muffle his sounds.

"matt, i don't remember..." you cry out, curling up your fingers to hit your g-spot which makes your vision go blurry.

"yes, you do—" he says with emphasis on his words, his hand starts moving faster. he was struggling not to release all over himself.

pleasure starts overwhelming you as your thumb presses against your swollen bud even more.

"t-the.... the conjuring! the conjuring—"

matt growls, squeezing his dick slightly, his hips jerking upwards. "there you fuckin' go... was it so hard?" his jaw is slacked as he watches you through the camera, the way you desperately grip the sheets, trying to grind against your own hand... fuck, matt was too far gone. "come all over your hand, sweetheart— lemme.... lemme see—"

a wave of relief washes over you at his words especially with the voice modulator that was making his voice even hotter. the thought of him on the other side of the phone jerking off because of how turn on he made you, makes your toes curl.

the moans of his name escaping your lips steal a feral moan from matt, his cock twitches, warm drops of cum bursting from his tip, panting his thighs and lower stomach. "s-shitttt, you always make me go crazy—"

your eyes roll back as you cream around your fingers, pumping them to ride out your orgasm and drawing out the pleasure for as long as you can.

as you both stop your movements, you can hear his heavy breathing which makes goosebumps appear on your skin. the effect it has on you is even bigger with the modulator matt uses. your hand holding the phone is shaking slightly, when he speaks up again.

"see? told ya it's gonna be fun."

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[ysaefinn]

please feed us mommy sugu who is so deeply jealous when you show others your attention, he just can't help it!

-🧙🏻‍♂️

Ok but are you ready for him to cage you in his arms and grab your face to smear a big messy kiss on your cheek??? Are you ready for him to call you his sweet little baby in public??? Are you sure you want him to pat his lap for you in PUBLIC???? Are you ready for him to hold a napkin to your face and tell you to blow ur nose while he holds it bcuz you sniffled ONCE?????? To pull you into his chest and apologize to the poor horrified (hater) person you were having a conversation with bcuz "my baby is getting tired" and ITS NAP TIME????? DO YOU WANT THAT??? DO YOU WANT THAT WITCHNON?????? (Wait is that a wizard?) DO YOU WANT THAT WIZARDNON!?!??!?!?!?

SERIOUSLY THO!!!!! Mommy!sugu IS more prone to jealousy :D so good call anon!!!!! However, he does lose his mind a little bit when he gets into one of his moods TvT His jealousy protocol is to assert dominance over these peasants who will never come close to being as maternal and nurturing and caring and loving as he is (<- his thoughts verbatim) hell they could even be plotting your fownfall for all you know?? Can't trust nobody no more.

[obsessivel0v3r]

❝ ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ˡᵃⁿᵍᵘᵃᵍᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃˡᵏᵉʳ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ˢᵗᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ!❞

"Anons, get to know the person behind the blog!" Anon ask game specialᝰ.ᐟ

(└➤#*= Follow up/ continuation to the question above)

♱

SATISFIED: “Would you easily be satisfied with anything related to your beloved?”

└➤ # “How much are you willing to give up for your beloved?”

TASTE: “What would it take for you to form an obsession on someone?”

└➤ # “How would you describe your habits when you like someone?”

OH NO!: “Your beloved is on the run! What would you do to get them back?”

└➤ # “What methods would you turn to, to have them return your affections?”

WONDER: “Would you say you’re someone patient?”

└➤ # “How long until you run out of patience?”

INFECTED: “What are your main love languages?”

└➤ # “How would you express these love languages of yours with your beloved?”

VALENTINE: “How much freedom are you willing to give your beloved?”

└➤ # “If your beloved was cold towards you, how would you warm them up to you?”

LOVE SICK: “Are you one to easily get discouraged if your feelings are not returned at the moment?”

└➤ # “Would you try and bribe them into falling for you?”

SOUL BOND: “What thoughts would cross your mind if your beloved began to reciprocate your habits and actions?”

└➤ # “If your beloved brought up the idea about wanting to download an app to know where you’re at and what you’re doing, how would you respond?”

RED STRING: “What if your beloved wasn’t so sure about returning your affections even though they like you back?”

└➤ # “Would you be okay with an unreturned obsession?”

CONTROL: “Do you think you have good self control?”

└➤ # “If your beloved wasn’t exactly willing, but asked you for favors or help, would you easily give in? Or would you try and convince them you’re not exactly easy?”

MANIAC: “If you discovered your beloved had an interest in you, what would be your approach?”

└➤ # “What would you do if you overheard them talking about liking you?”

ALONE: “Would you prefer to isolate your beloved or let them keep their friendships and close family relationships?”

└➤ # “If you could have things the way you wanted, what would you do and why?”

TOXIC: “What would it take for you to snap and act on your instincts?”

└➤ # “How would you try to make your beloved fall into a routine with you? What kind of life do you picture with your beloved?”

OBSESSION: “How would you let your beloved know that they are yours?”

└➤ # “If someone tried flirting with your beloved, how would you deal with it? Would you remind them that your beloved is yours on the spot?”

TEAMS: “If you had a chance to keep your obsession to yourself, but had to work with someone else to do it, would you agree to team up or would you turn it down?”

└➤ # “What would you do if the person you had to team up with was also fixated on the same person as you? How would you deal with this?”

(Made by: @obsessivel0v3r)