#''= clean outfit. well put together =''

[familiaanteomnia]

messy painting my nails for the first time in a while

[hwajin]

#! — 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 ..

genre: FLUFFFF

pairing: skz x gn!reader

wc: 1.3k

warnings: romantic fluff you might start wishing for a partner if you don't have one already

note: i might post a bit slowly and only drabbles for a while, i gotta get used to uni and working time BUT i have smth somewhat big planned for my next milestone soooo stay tuned ehehehehe pretending that my blog isn't dead LMAO

not my pics, credits to owner!

ᴄʜᴀɴ

he's one to be gently touching you at all times without his knowing, subconsciously. when he sees that something upsets you, or when you get excited, nervous, tired - quite frankly, any emotion you show towards chan makes him want to reach out to you and hold your hand, caress your thigh, squeeze your shoulder and nape. he'd leave you little texts and messages throughout the day, too! since you know how busy he can get, even a simple 'i love you, hope you have a good day!' or 'omg i miss you sm, can't wait to get home :(' will show you that he always very much cares, no matter how deep he gets caught up in his job. simply loves to make you feel loved <3

ᴍɪɴʜᴏ

cooks for you!! and a lot too, for that matter. he particularly loves spending the time together in the kitchen while he's preparing your favourite dish, from time to time running over to you all cutely with a spoon for you to try if the amount of salt and spices is enough or too much, and the excitement he has whenever you say he did a good job is just SO endearing for you to watch. THIS MAN will also treat you like his 4th cat, will boop your nose and squish your cheeks and pat your head and laugh at you when you only shoot a confused look his direction at his antics, because yes, you can bet that he will come up to you randomly while you're studying, cleaning, reading and just *squish* your face without a warning and running off all giggly like some teenager with a highschool crush.

ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ

feeds you!!! like he's not a good cook but sometimes he WILL wake up earlier than you and try to somehow make a somewhat decent breakfast (will end up only toasting bread or ordering in something entirely, but the thought is there 💪🏼), and before you've even fully awoke he's sitting by the edge of the bed, a piece of fruit or bread in his fingers, ready to LITERALLY feed you like a baby, this HUGE grin on his face because he finds you adorable munching on whatever he prepared all tiredly? also for some reason loves your complaining right before he shoves the food into your mouth, about how you only just woke up, how he didn't have to cook, how you could have helped him with it and how you don't need to be feeded and can perfectly eat yourself, it all very much meets deaf ears though <3. in general, he'll love to just put up his chopsticks to your face when you're having lunch or dinner together and letting you try his food. other than that, he'd be one to share basically everything with you, up to his work, in a way. when he's home late and STILL has stuff to do after coming back, his favourite thing is explaining you what exactly he's making, how he's coming up with lyrics, melodies, how he's recording stuff. loves to see your interest in him and it works reversed as well, he will want to know EVERYTHING about your profession.

ʜʏᴜɴᴊɪɴ

it is such a random thing but he will help you remove your jewelery. if you were out with friends, or on a date with him, basically anywhere where you put thought and effort into your outfit, necklaces and earrings and bracelets accentuating your body - hyunjin will be next to you in the evening, fiddling with the opening of the chains around your neck, or taking one off your earrings off while you work on the other one. he wouldn't know a reason if you asked him why he had that habit, but you couldn't complain if you were honest, your heart melting at how attentive his actions felt. boy will also doodle you constantly!! you'd be sleeping or napping in his bed and he'd take a pic - for teasing purposes - before his pencil and notebook are out and he's creating a sketch of the way you're laying in his sheets - this time simply out of adoration, because anything you do seems to be so endearing to him that he wants to hold onto it in more ways than just a simple picture.

ᴊɪsᴜɴɢ

WILLLLL PAINT YOUR NAILS!!! no matter if you normally wear or like nail polish he WILL ask you to please please paint them. especially when he sees you painting your nails already anyways; would come up to you and pout until you give into him and hand him over the brush. you'd be surprised at how he always does a fairly decent job too, the paint smudged only rarely. he's always giving you a kiss afterwards AND WILL NOT STOP BRAGGING about what good of a nail artist he is, though it doesn't need much talent to simply put on one coat of color, he will not stop admiring his work lmao. also loves lazying around together! for him spending quality time together isn't necessarily actively doing something together, it's enough for him to simply lay in bed together all day and cuddle or doze off or talk about everything and nothing.

ғᴇʟɪx

similar to jisung, he loves helping you to put on make up! he doesn't even need to convince you much because he's miraculously good at it anyways, and by how much fun he has painting your face with the brushes, it pains you to ever say no to him. when you don't have anything to get ready for he'll love experimenting lots with like- eyeliner looks and stuff you normally wouldn't wear, simply for the giggles of it, and would let you paint him up as well! loves the feeling of the brush against his skin and the time you spend together giggling and laughing. is a natural cuddle bug too, will come up to you randomly whenever you do basically anything and just snuggle against you, leaving butterfly kisses all across your skin until you're too distracted to continue your activety from before, your whole attention on your boyfriend now <3.

sᴇᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ

HUGE flirt. like he'd always be teasingly and jokingly flirtatious towards you, winking and wiggling eyebrows and saying stuff he KNOWS will make your heart flutter juuust the right amount and he's so good at it for it to only be a joke? but you know he does it simply to tease because he will go out of his way with the flirting when friends are around, only to make you that much more flustered, because he can and is evil. he always has a laugh at how you roll your eyes at him while simultaneously blushing like crazy, making everyone in the room laugh as well. bro also just serenades you all of a sudden? like he'll be practicing some heartbreakingly romantic song for some cover, and the moment he's home he's NOT stopping to sing it for you, specifically. again, it's more a joke than anything, especially the way he dramatically gestures and closes his eyes while singing, but since he's not one to say 'i love you' too often, you make out his antics to be somewhat deeper and more meaningful than they seemed.

ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ

bro loves to go shopping with you!!! he's obviously big on fashion and one thing he LOVES doing with you is being on the look out for cute couple outfits to wear together hehe. even if you're not super into fashion yourself! i feel like he'd find it adorable to somewhat look for stuff for you and spend hours in the dressing room, judging each others clothes, how they fit you, how they suit you, best quality time for him. oh also! wipes food from your face when you're eating, but in a jokingly annoyed manner. like when you're eating together and he sees a bit of food on your chin he takes some tissue and is tsking at you, funnily scolding you in that voice he has when he's pretending to be a grandma lmao, he knows it makes you laugh and he likes to show his affection towards you subtly that way.

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[alittleillusionmachinee]

Ok so regarding Chrissy and Eddie.....there are so many amazing things to dissect in that short woods scene oh my god. Here's where my brain kept getting stuck:

1. Chrissy says "No, it's not that. I don't want you to go" when Eddie packs up after she gets startled by the squirrel. This one is a bit self-indulgent and more of a joke than anything but I had to list it lol

2. When Eddie reminisces about the talent show, he says her cheerleading routine was "pretty cool, actually." Think about it! Jason probably loves the fact that she's a cheerleader, but only in the way that it relates to HIM. She cheers for HIM, she looks cute in her outfit for HIM, she smiles for HIM. Eddie purely liked her talent! He recognized that she was out there performing something she worked hard on for HERSELF. And Eddie thought it was cool within its own right. Swoon.

3. Eddie calls Chrissy a "freak." Chrissy's expression afterwards is priceless, her little smile and cute laugh. Imagine! She has to be perceived by EVERYONE, family included, as being well put together, clean cut, and absolutely normal 100% of the time. How FREEING must it have been to be called a freak? To no longer be worried, in the presence of at least this one nice boy, about not coming off all clean and shiny? She can be a little off, a little messy, say the wrong things, etc. in front of Eddie, she's realizing. If freaks are free to be themselves without hiding from the world, then maybe she'd like to be one after all.

4. Eddie invites her to his band's show. I can perfectly picture her there in bright clothing, shiny makeup, and perfect hair, just looking so out of place. But she'd go and she'd have fun and Eddie would introduce her to all his band mates, plus the 5 drunks. Eventually, she'd start dressing less preppy, as a result of finding her own true personal style, not dictated by her mom or cheer or Jason.

5. Eddie tries to come off really cool but you can tell he's probably admired Chrissy from afar for a bit. He knew she was "Queen of Hawkins High" and therefore not even worth a try, but where girls such as herself might become rude from that type of popularity, I think he's always known that she's a genuinely nice person. She hasn't been corrupted by the reputation. It's why he likes her (ok and she's cute as a button). That's why he pretends to fall over because she doesn't remember him, and mentions how they've "hung out" in the past. He wants to put himself on her radar: past, present and future.

In conclusion, why would the Duffer Brothers give us so much, yet so little.

#JusticeForChrissy

[gabymenma]

Is this Love?

Peter Ballard x Reader

Warnings: none

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You were the child of Dr. Martin Brenner, you never knew what he worked as when you were younger. But now you're 16, you deserve to know.

You asked your father where he worked and he was excited to tell you. 'In the laboratory I work at there are many young children from ages 6-16 or such, these children are unique unlike the others. They have special powers!'

You looked at him with a weird look, 'Powers? I don't believe it.' 'You can come over tomorrow, I'll show you around maybe you can even work there as a nurse for them if you'd like.' 'I'll take your offer to suggestion.' you replied back with a smirk and exiting the room going on a walk to the bookstore.

Next Day

You walked into Hawkins National Laboratory not knowing what to expect. The office looked all normal, the smell of it smelt like a hospital, walking more deeper in you see the walls and floors are all white. 'Why is everything white?' 'I felt as if the white shines and gives off a lot' What a weird response but you shrugged it off.

Your father takes you to the rainbow room, 'This is the rainbow room, all the children have time to play here everyday' You glanced around the room, there were no children here yet since it was only 6am. But you spotted a tall blonde guy picking up some of the toys. 'Who's that?' you asked father. 'He's one of the guards, Peter Ballard, he was hired recently not so long ago actually, maybe you two can learn together'

You stared at Peter for a while, you couldn't see his face too well but he noticed you were staring and looked back at you, he had deep blue eyes. He stopped what he was doing and walked up to you. 'Good Morning Dr.Brenner, and you are?' 'I'm y/n Brenner, nice to meet you.' He reached his hand out so you can shake it, as doing so you felt how vainy his hands were and you could feel your face getting hot.

‘Father! Let's go to the other rooms!' you say quickly pushing your father out the doors. 'What's wrong? Your face is all red?' 'What my face? Ah.. maybe it's too hot?? I have long sleeves on after all!' you replied trying to not make it anymore awkward. 'Ok, well follow me.'

You followed your father until he took you to a room at the end of a hallway, 'This will be your room. You're free to take some thing in and out but not too much so the children don't get jealous. I left the clothing you'll be using on the bed and some spare in the closet. Meet me in the office around the corner so we can talk more about the rules. Alright?' 'Yes father.' you said as he made his way to the door.

You removed your pink long sleeve shirt and your jeans along with boots since it was mid-autumn in Hawkins. Laying in the bed was a white dress shirt, a white pencil skirt along with a lab coat. The lab coat was pretty since there were a few flowers and sun near the top pocket near the chest area. You put on the outfit and walked out to go to the office your father mentioned.

'Glad to see everything fits you' he said with a small smile barely visible. You sat on the chair to the opposite of his desk. He pulled out some files. 'This file with the pink tag is yours, you'll be writing notes on all the children and staff, including me if you'd like so i can change some things about myself. This file with the black tag belong to a child called '011'. You'll be progressing and help her study on her powers.'

'011? Why do they have numbers as name?' you asked him with a serious look. You can tell from his face he was going to get serious. 'Sweetie, it's a hard thing to talk about maybe when you get more familiar to everything i'll tell you but for now they're I suppose experiments and the numbers are a way to know them.' he said fixing his tie. 'Now about the rules, you'll have to address me as 'Papa' that's what the children call me. Make sure to keep your clothes clean and folded properly, we don't want wrinkles in them do we?' You nodded your head. 'That's all, you can go to the rainbow room, all the children will be there, i'll be there shortly to begin lessons.'

You headed out from the office making your way to the rainbow room. You saw the Peter guy again. 'Hello again Mr.Ballard' you said continuing your walk. You felt a tug on your coat, 'Please, call me Peter. No need to be so formal with me now right Dr.Brenner?' he said with a smirk on his face. 'Well.. um then you don't have to call me Dr.Brenner just call me Y/N' you said and winked at him. As you made your way to the door you looked down and felt your heart pounding so much. You looked back up again and saw a pair of hands at the door handle..

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Posted this on wattpad and chapter 1 received over 150+ views! Thank you so much!!

This is my first time writing a fanfic so don’t expect too much lmao

The story is called : Is this Love? | Peter Ballard / @/shuixhy (considering changing username)

[twistyprefect]

Hi hi! Can I request some of your wonderful headcannons for the housewardens where their S/O gets all dolled up for them? Puts on something really nice, wears perfume/cologne they know he likes. Just wanting to do something special for him.

Hope your day is going well

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle is surprised to see his partner dressed up so nicely, even if they were planning on going out

he loves what they look like no matter what they're wearing, but their outfit matching his perfectly makes his face heat up

he smiles widely when he notices that they're wearing a rose pendent that he'd bought them weeks prior

he gets even more flustered when they say they just felt like getting extra dressed up for him for the hell of it

Leona Kingscholar

Leona smirks and looks his partner over as they emerge from their room, noting their extra dolled-up visage

he can immediately tell that they're wearing the cologne he gifted them for their birthday, his favorite one they owned

grinning, he wraps an arm around their waist and asks what the special occasion is

tries to ignore the way his face heats up when they say they don't need an excuse to look good for him, they just wanted to

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul smiles wide when he sees his partner, not realizing they were even more put-together than usual until they got closer to him

he flushed bright red and asks them why they're so much more extravagant than normal

melts when they explain shyly that they just wanted him to see them completely cleaned up and made up

compliments them relentlessly throughout the date, playing with the silver bracelet on their wrist, the one he's gotten them for valentine's day

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is ecstatic to see his partner extra dolled-up for their dinner date off campus

he loves whenever they dress up extra nice, mostly because he can tell they're more confident in themself

he compliments them over and over, not even bothering to ask why they decided to dress up

melts when he realizes the rings they're wearing are the ones that he brought for them from his home

Vil Schoenheit

Vil adores his partner o matter what they're wearing, but he can't deny that he loves when they dress up

he obviously compliments them when he sees them walking towards him, happy that they seem more confident than usual

smiles a bit wider when he notices that they've matched their outfit's color scheme to his

presses a kiss to their forehead and offers them his arm, determined to treat them like royalty so hopefully they'll dress up with him again

Idia Shroud

Idia loves when his partner loves what they're wearing, so as long as they seem comfortable

when they show up to his dorm for their normal gaming date dressed to the nines, he's confused but flustered

he asks why they wanted to dress up to nicely when they're just going to be in his dorm room

they just laugh and say they dressed up for him, not for anyone else or for going out, so it doesn't matter if no one else sees

Malleus Draconia

Malleus likes to dress up himself, so he's not unused to his partner dressing up from time to time

every time it happens he feels himself fall in love with them all over again

it isn't that they're dressed up and look beautiful, it's that they're wearing things they know he likes

he loves when they wear the same perfume as him, mostly because it makes it obvious who they're with

[soft-teddybear]

ateez - yandere! indoor dates 

genre: yandere, fluff  

cw: Stockholm syndrome, toxic relationship

summary: types of indoor dates ateez members would have with their s/o as bonding time or rewards.

disclaimer: this it’s a work of fiction not made to represent real life situations, i’m not affirming the members are like this and please don’t read if it makes you uncomfortable.

members under the cut 

seonghwa: lego building date

you both check the sets online to decide on which one to build next and he buys it. the day it arrives is one of the happiest days in the house and your favourites because it’s date day, seonghwa would make sure that all his schedule is clean and everyone knows that he should not be bother because he’s busy with more important things, that being you and the set. you spend the whole day building the lego, listening to music and eating yummy snacks and takeout food because seonghwa it’s too focused on building  the set to remember to cook and he would never let you into the kitchen.

he’s the proudest person in the world when you finish a part on your own and lets you know it, takes small breaks just to take pictures of your concentrated face and the progress you’re making. if the set is too big or complicated he’ll separate it in order to build it in different days, which means more dates. when you finally complete it he displays it along with the others you’ve made together because he’s so proud, takes lots of pictures to show everyone the growing collection and have an opportunity to talk about you. 

hongjoong: clothes decoration

date buys home slippers, big hoodies and pants to complete comfy outfits to use at home and lots of decoration supplies: paint, brushes,  acrylic markers, embroidery stuff (even though he’s scared you might get hurt while using the needle) and everything you could ask for because he doesn’t wants to limit your creativity. praises every single of your design, would suggest doing matching designs on hoodies or pants to have something to use the few occasions he lets you out, that way everyone can know you’re together.

his favourite part of the date is when you decorate something for him, usually hoodies or pants, while he is doing the same for you. wears all the stuff you personalise for him proudly to the studio to work on producing or recording new songs, dance practices and basically his daily life, wearing that clothing makes him feel like you are close and motivates him. loves, loves, loves when he arrives home and sees you wearing his designs, even more when you run to the door to give him a welcome hug. 

yunho: dancing learning date

you both decide on a song and if it’s form a random k-pop group you learn it together, if it’s from ateez he teaches you everything. so patient with you it’s unbelievable, he knows he’s a professional so he learns faster that the average person, so he uses this advantage to help you learn it better and it’s super proud of you when you learn a particularly hard step, big smile on his face when he congratulates you.

makes sure you stretched well before starting, he can let his baby get hurt on an activity that is supposed to be fun. cheers you every time he sees you start getting low and suggest moving on from a difficult part because he doesn’t likes to see you upset. break time for everything, water, snacks, rest, bathroom, if you need a break you just need to tell it and he’ll stop everything because he’s putting your health first. when you’re done its time for a long shower to clean all the sweat and relax the muscles and then time for a big meal of something you both are craving, usually take out because no one wants to cook. 

yeosang: video games date

he plans a sort of video games competition were you play lots of different games and the loser has to make something for the winner, depending on the type of game and it’s difficulty it could go form giving kisses every time the winner asks, cleaning the bathroom,  doing dinner for a week or stuff like that. makes sure the game selection goes form your favourites to his to have fair conditions and make sure none of you get bored or upset for losing many times in a row or in different games.

to prepare for the date he buys a big supply of your favourite snacks and drinks and would take recommendations if you’re craving something in specific, even if it’s hard to find. makes you sit on his lap to hold you close and get cuddles, if he’s losing he would kiss your neck to distract you, but would get shy and let you win, unless if his in a super competitive mode where there’s not lovers just competition. if you play something alone while he would act as a commentator of an important game just to make you smile. would stay up until really late because you’re too exited and would count  who won most games to determinate the winner next morning. 

san: skincare date

it’s all about skin and body products. you take a long bath together, with lovely smelling candles, bath bombs, salt and everything to make a more fancy bath. body was to exfoliate your body before going out of the bath and apply moisturising cream on your body, san always helps you with the parts you can’t reach and you do the same for him. then it’s time for the longest skincare routine you can think of: serum, moisturising cream for the face, different types of face masks, eye mask, lips masks, hair masks, everything to make your skin soft and healthy.

all it’s done while listening to relaxing music, san singing form time to time to make the atmosphere even more relaxing and romantic, you both wear the comfiest, fluffiest pyjamas he could find, bought specially for occasions like this. san would ask you for a massage if it’s been a particularly long week at work or if his been under lots of stress, always said your touch makes him relax. yummy food it’s a must, as well as the cuddles.  

mingi: making outfits date

if he loves something is this world is to buy you pretty clothes, his baby has to look as good as him, pretty just for him, so mingi becomes your personal stylist. the date is pretty much a try on haul where you put on all the new clothes he bought you and him in the outfits you both made, with different hair styles, make up looks, shoes, accessories, everything to make a full look for you to model for each other. sometimes he lets you order clothes online to surprise him and gets super happy when he notices his stylist habilites have made some effect on you.

when there’s a particular outfit he likes lots he tells you to keep it on mind or to put it away in a specific place for the occasion he takes you out on a extra special date outside, or when he orders a fancy meal for a special indoor date, because he wants everyone to know that pretty baby is all his. his phone is full of pictures of that dates, tells you that you look adorable on everything so he need pictures of you on everything, always changes his lock screen after the date, to have an actualised picture. 

wooyoung: baking date

it was the funniest time you had, wooyoung would make sure you had all of the supplies necessary to make lots and lots of desserts from different types of cookies, cupcakes to regular cakes and brownies, everything you’re craving is going to be made. he’s extra careful so it  took you lots of time to convince him to let you cut some of the ingredients, tired of just doing the measuring and mixing, but every time you pick up a knife is under his full supervision. what is off the limits is the oven, putting the food inside and out is his full responsibility and he’s not open to negotiation.

while the desserts are cooking you both would make different types of frosting, changing the color and flavour to make every decoration unique. let’s you have all the fun decorating with the frosting and chocolate or rainbow sprinkles while he looks at you happily. then is eating time, your favourite part because everything is so good all the times. he would save some for his members because he loves every opportunity to make everyone know how good his baby is. 

jongho: reading date

dress you up pretty because you're going out for a bit. it’s a date that consists on some steps: 1) going to the book store where you pick a book of your interest, that he approves, and he picks one for himself. 2) coffee shop where he orders your favourites drinks, to take while reading. 3) going home, where you cuddle on the couch while reading your recently bought books, eating some snacks and drinking your coffee.

soft music playing on the background and you both enjoying each other company. all the time you‘re out he’s holding your hand, keeping you on eye sight and does all the talking for you, he trust you, but not the other people. loves when you tell him your opinion on the books, if you liked it or not, just loves to hear you talk. a twist of the date is when you have a started book, in those cases jongho would go out alone to the coffee shop and the date starts early. 

n/a: making this was a big mess I’m tired and done with everything

[novasdarling]

Proposal

Valentine's Day Event

Summary: Nanami truly loved you. You were perfect, everything he wanted. He couldn't let you go now, he needed you for good.

TW: Oral, Female Reader, Obsession and Possession Talk, Smut.

Things had changed over the last few months. You had gone from working 9-5 as a secretary at an office to not having a job. Being unemployed, bust still cared for. Laying on the bed you shared with your lover Nanami, wearing a short nightdress. Waiting for him to come home after a long day of work. He liked you like this. Waiting for him to come home, longing to help him relax after his long day. It was the same every evening. After all, it was your job to help him relax, not work for others as you use to. Nanami made that clear after he had moved you in. Getting you to quit. Stating your new job was to help him. To love him, please him and be whatever he wanted. You were his sweet little toy. A title that came with his love and generosity.

The noise at the front door alerted you that Nanami was home. It was already late, a bit later than the usual time he came home. You waited for him to come in. The bedroom was where you were always waiting for him unless he came home earlier than he stated. A pair of footsteps made their way toward the room. Posing yourself on the bed, on the edge eager to greet him. Nanami greeted you as he walked in. Admiring how you looked.

“How was your day my dear?”

“Hmmm, I missed you.”

Of course, you did. You always missed him when he was gone. There was only so much you could do when he was gone. Cleaning and cooking only kept you occupied for so long. The occasional grocery trip was the most exciting thing about the day when he was gone. Nanami moved closer to you, letting his hands run over your shoulders. Admiring how nice your skin felt under his hand. The dress you chose barely covered anything. Thin straps that lead into a low cut bust line. A perfect view for him as he stood looking down. He loved you, you were his to enjoy. To indulge in. If he could, he’d have you all to himself every day, ignoring work just to stay by your side. Although you knew he loved you. You never truly understood just how far his love and obsession went.

“Why don’t you show me just how much you missed me? Huh,” Nanami used a finger to lift your chin to look at him. “Show me just how badly you needed me here. How you can't be without me?”

He removed his hand to let your face free. Allowing you to get to work and remove his belt. Undoing his pants rather fast and eager. You had waited all day for this, all day for him to get home. Some may say it was pathetic how you've gone from someone who worked among lawyers and academics. To this, relying on a man to care and entertain you.

Nanami’s words filled your head as you took his dick out of his pants. Pulling both pants and briefs down enough to get everything out. Making it easy for you to please him. Taking his tip into your mouth. Humming at his taste. He was already hard, appearing that your outfit had worked on him. Taking him inch by inch in your mouth. Wanting to have him all. To get him off was all you wanted. It was always your goal.

“That’s it sweetie. Just a bit more.” He placed a hand on the back of your head. Urging you to go further on him quicker.

Your nose finally nuzzled against his pelvic skin. His hair was well-groomed. He liked taking care of himself for you. He hit the back of your throat easily. The task of taking him all in your mouth never got easier. But you pushed on with a goal in mind.

It only took you a few moments to be able to begin to move again. Looking up to see how his eyes watched you. Examining your movements. Nanami tried to keep quiet, to only listen to the noises that left you. An annoying factor of his personality. Wanting to present as a man who was well put together. A man who didn’t let his emotions or temptations get in his way. That is true, or rather it truly was before he met you. Now he was a man with a weakness. A weakness he loved to indulge in and refused to hold back from. Noises began to slip past his lips as you continued to toy with him. Favoring slow licks and toying with his tip. It was teasing, he wanted more. Trying to get you to go further. Using his hand on the back of your head to push you down more. Needing to be fully in your mouth again. Feel all of your warmth wrapped around him. He needed it. Needed you in every possible way. You made work of him, attempting to relax your throat. Nanami groaned at the way you chocked on him.

It wasn’t long until he was close. Holding your face all the way down, till your nose was brushing against him again. Pulling his hips back and slamming back into your mouth. Chasing his high with your warm, sweet mouth.

“That’s it baby, fuck, just like that love.”

It wasn’t long until he stilled in your mouth. Cumming in you as he held you close. Waiting for a moment until he was sure you had caught it all. Pulling away and admiring the way you coughed as the cum dripped out of your mouth. Using his finger to push what left your mouth back in. Wanting to make sure you swallowed it all. Watching you like this was mesmerizing. Nanami was obsessed with how you always tried to satisfy him. Doing whatever he said as long as it made him happy. You were perfect and had come such a long way. Before you needed direction on how to please him, on how to listen. Now you did everything he asked. You were the love of his life. His most prized possession and he just couldn’t lose you.

“Get on the bed dear.” Nanami lifted you by an arm, helping you get further on the bed and pushing you back. Spreading your legs once you sat down. Kneeling in-between them. “Such a pretty little thing.” He used his thumb to rub some remaining cum from the corner of your mouth. “How did I ever get so lucky. So lucky to land such an amazing girl.” You couldn’t help the way the blush crept on your face at the sound of his words. “I couldn’t imagine my life without you. I-I just can’t. I can’t lose you.” Nanami pulled out a ring box from his coat pocket. “Please my dear, do me the honour and agree to be my wife.”

His words stunned you. The two of you never truly talked about marriage. At least not seriously. You knew you wanted to stay with him. Be in his life no matter what. He completed you and you completed him.

It was a no brainer. You nodded, letting tears fall as all you could get out was the repetition of “yes”. Both of you spent the night celebrating. Enjoying each other's company and talking about your two’s future.

[jvngkook97]

Haii! Can you make a fluffy fanfic where Jungkook and the OC are both idols, and OC walks in BTS’s practice room but she catches him simping over fan edits of her? Vise versa is fine as well. It’s perfectly fine if you can’t lol it’s a pretty cheesy request 😭 Tysm (p.s I love your writings)

Work of Art

pairing; idol!jeon jungkook x idol!reader, female!reader

genre; hint of angst, mainly fluff, established relationship, age gap au - koo is 24 and reader is 29, BTS hasn’t been in the game for too long, but long enough

warnings; cursing, implied smut, koo is in love with reader to the point of being a simp but reader actually reciprocates his feelings, so not really a simp?? just straight whipped tbh tho I hate that word so he’s just really really head over heels for reader ok. also reader has CURVES so we getting a handsy koo ofc

rating; 18+

w/c; 2,400

a/n; so sorry for the wait anon, but ty for the request. it was fun to write! made a little twist to it, hope you don’t mind and still enjoy! feedback and love is always appreciated <3

It all started with a simple request from you.

You asked if he could draw you a tattoo he believed would fit your vibe, beliefs, interests, personality, etc. Knowing how amazing he was at his side hobby of drawing, his main job being one of seven of the record breaking Kpop group, BTS.

So, it should’ve been fairly simple, right?

Wrong.

When it came to you, it needed to be nothing but perfection. Anything below that just shouldn’t exist in this world. To put it simply, he was truly, madly, deeply, in love with you.

Y/N Y/L/N. A name known throughout the world long before BTS came into the scene, with you being five years his senior. Someone he looked up to during his debut days and even when he was just a trainee.

You captured his heart and he never wanted it back. He wasn’t ashamed to say, he was whipped for you.

So imagine to his surprise when you requested a meeting with them shortly after they first debuted, wanting to work on a collab with them. You wanted to work with them. Jimin had to catch him from falling on his ass with how overwhelmed he was with the news. The others just rolling their eyes and laughing, very used to the obsession the youngest had over you. However, they never believed that you would actually come to love the golden maknae yourself.

Of course, it wasn’t love at first sight. At least, not for you.

You leaned over the bathroom sink, applying the last layer of your favorite lipstick with a smack of your lips, rubbing them together. Closing the cap on the tube, you shoved it back into your white Coach clutch. Hands smoothing down your outfit of choice that matched your clutch in color, not wanting to see a wrinkle anywhere. You fluffed your naturally long, wavy, hair with your fingers, and fixed your bangs.

Then you closed your eyes, and breathed.

“You got this, y/n. You’ve done this countless times with many other big names in the industry. You are a fucking force of nature. And anyone would be lucky to work with you.”

Opening your eyes after your ritualistic self pep talk you do before every meeting, you rolled your shoulders back, staring at yourself in the mirror, and poised with confidence.

“Let’s do this shit.”

Jungkook wishes that he shared the same amount of grace and confidence that you did in that fateful meeting, but then he would be lying.

It was his fifth time standing back up from sitting down around the ridiculously elongated, black and freshly cleaned, shiny table in the middle of the conference room they would be meeting you at.

He wiped his hands on the back of his pants trying to get rid of the sweat that didn’t seem to go away, and opted for just walking laps around the table since he obviously wasn’t going to be able to sit still anytime soon.

Namjoon rubbed his forehead and let out an exhausted sigh, feeling himself somehow get even more tired just from watching the youngest do laps around him. The boys all just flew back into the states from having been on tour for six months. He wanted nothing more than to be relaxing with a nice book in bed, or admiring an abstract work of art in some random museum.

But no, due to the meeting you requested a week ago, they now all gathered at, he checked his watch yet again, 7:30 in the morning to both meet you for the first time and start the process of collaborating on a song. Don’t get him wrong, he was overjoyed with the new project, he just wished he had more time to relax before said project came around. But alas, that’s the job of being an idol.

The rest of the members tried their best to ignore Jungkook and continue on with their own shared conversations around the table. It wasn’t until Jungkook went around the table for what seemed to be the 20th time that morning did Namjoon finally speak up and say something.

“JK.” He stated simply, making the youngest stop in his tracks.

“Yes?” He looked at his leader with wide doe eyes, still feeling the caffeine from the three cups of coffee he downed earlier, jitters kicking in full force. He hoped it would make him more alert, but not this much. He could literally feel his blood vibrating within his body. Shit.

“You need to relax. Everything will be fine. You’re going to run a hole into the floor with how many times you’ve done laps around this table.” He chuckled humorously, “You should drink some water.” He suggested, trying to find a way to ease his nerves before the meeting started.

He grunted, poking his tongue out to mindlessly play with his lip piercing, before throwing his hands up in frustration and plopping down in the chair in between Taehyung and Jimin for, hopefully, the last time that morning. Resting his elbows on the table, and putting his head in his hands, palms rubbing his eyes mercilessly. The make up crew would be devastated upon witnessing the action, he’s sure. For a second, the only sound that could be heard within the room was the loud ‘thunk’ of Jungkook’s forehead hitting the top of the table in defeat, eyes closed, and tattooed arms splayed out on the sides of his head. He’s finally giving up. Now, to just relax until y/n comes in–

A knock on the door ceased all conversation and movement within the conference room. In sync, regardless of how anyone was feeling that morning, they all stood up and stood in a straight line facing the door that would inevitably be opening at any second. Posture straight and hands clasped in front of them elegantly. Namjoon took to the middle of the line, slightly stepping forward as leader, ready to greet their guest of honor.

The door opened, and there you were in all your beautiful glory.

You strutted into that conference room, demanding your presence be known to every male in the room and Jungkook swore he saw a near blinding glow radiate from your figure. The members all shared side eye glances, and they all swore they saw literal hearts in Jungkook’s eyes. An obvious smitten look encompassing his face without his knowing. Cause if he did know, he would’ve backtracked in sheer embarrassment over the fact.

You came to a stop a few feet in front of the group, the door now shut behind you to give you all some privacy. Namjoon’s formal instincts kicked in, as he led his members in an introduction they’ve done many times now.

“2, 3! Bang!” Namjoon stated in a semi loud voice.

“Tan!” The other six members said in unison without pause behind him.

“Hello, we are BTS.” Everyone, including Namjoon, said. All making the same hand gesture as well as bowing respectfully to you in greeting.

You found it extremely cute and endearing, watching them all behave so politely. You decided to bow back respectfully in response and announced yourself in kind.

“Very lovely to meet you all, my name is y/n y/l/n and I’m very humbled that you all agreed to this meeting. I look forward to working with you.” You spoke in a normal, yet equally as formal manner. You then gestured to the table behind the still standing members with a smile.

“Please, have a seat. I’m sorry if I kept you waiting for so long, traffic can be ugly in the city of angels.”

Los Angeles. One of the world’s most famous cities. The city is internationally known for being the home of the rich and famous, Hollywood, the main home of major entertainment companies, bad traffic, ethnically diverse, and the second-largest city in America.

Or as you like to call it, home.

Each member smiled in response and took they’re respective seats that they already decided on prior to your arrival. Or so they thought. Jungkook unexpectedly stealing Jimin’s chair that was closest to yours besides Namjoon’s who was on the opposite side of the table, where you were now seated at the head of the table.

Hands folded comfortably in front of you on the table, you locked eyes individually with each member. Jungkook’s being the last pair on your list. He knows for a fact that he stopped breathing in fear of accidentally doing or saying something that would make you see him as bad in your eyes. Plastering on his signature bunny toothed smile, you couldn’t help but stare adoringly at the youngest member.

You could tell he was nervous, his leg subtly bouncing underneath the table, not enough to cause a distraction, but for you to notice being at the head. So, you thought you would try and help ease his nerves by placing your hand on top of his folded ones that mirrored your own a second ago, giving them a light squeeze before you let go and directed your statement to the entire table in front of you.

“Shall we begin?”

And the rest, as they say, was history.

Back to present time, Jungkook sat on the white leather couch located next door to their rehearsal practice room, in the group break room. Laptop perched open on his lap, he leaned towards the screen as his eyes widened by the minute.

"Holy shit." he quietly exhaled into the silent room, definitely not wanting to gain the attention of anyone. Not when it could potentially make them curious as to what he was currently looking at, or rather what he was ogling at.

The answer? You. Of course. Or rather, a very different version of you. Created by one of your many fans on the internet. A version that made a not so subtle tent start to form within the confines of his baggy Nike sweats he wore to rehearsals today. Now thankful that he didn't choose the skinny jeans, where it would've been very noticeable to the eye.

Don't get him wrong, he loves you. He loves every single inch of you. From your head down to your perfectly, curvaceous, body that never failed to turn him on just thinking about it. His hands twitched at the idea of being able to worship and caress your bare body that would willingly be splayed out on your shared bed, with your most intimate parts of you exposed for the pleasure of his eyes only.

He let out a low, guttural, groan at the mental image in his head, wanting nothing more than to relieve himself. But, he had a job to do. One that was made by you, so he needed to get his shit together, and fast. You were expecting him back home soon and he still wasn't done with the sketch that was almost finished. He just needed some last minute inspiration to finish what he would call, his first masterpiece.

And this? This was exactly what he didn't know he needed in order to do so. Damn, were there some creative and talented people out there. The way they paid attention to even the littlest details, from the moles scattered across your skin like constellations meant for him to discover. To the way they captured your eyes and face in an expression of a pure blissed out state, as if they were the ones hovering of your body in the dead of night, where rays of moonlight that shone through the see through curtain were the only source of light needed.

He should be pissed that others envisioned you in such a way, yet he couldn't, because it was art.

Because you were a work of art.

And unlike these fans of yours, he was the one that was able to see you in your most vulnerable state. And that alone, made him smile to himself in pure happiness. Cause how the fuck was he so lucky and worthy of your love to begin with? He'll never know, but he'll spend every day with you like it was his last, not wanting to take a single second with you in vain.

You were his diva, his princess, his queen, his muse, his goddess.

But most importantly?

You were his wife, and the mother of his children.

Life was fucking good.

"Damn, I look sexy as fuck." You leaned over his shoulder from your position of standing behind the couch, squinting at the open laptop to verify that what you were seeing was true. It was. "Is this what I look like from your point of view when we have sex?" Tilting your head sideways, you looked at it from a different angle, thoroughly entranced by the lewd fan-made drawing of yourself.

If he thought your ego was bad before, it was skyrocketing through the roof and into the solar system now, he thought with mirth.

Smirking to himself, he realized that if he got caught in the same act when he was younger, he would be freaking the fuck out by now. Having been with you for years now, however, it only fueled the fire that was insatiable within him. He looked at you from the corner of his eyes, and pushed the laptop off his lap, setting it onto the coffee table in front of him. Leaning back against the couch, he gestured for you to sit on his lap.

You sensually walked around the couch towards him, swaying your curvy hips seductively as you bit your bottom lip between your teeth. His eyes locked onto the sway of your hips in a trance, the tent growing in his pants by the minute.

You sat on his lap, legs on either side of his hips. His hands instantly went to grip the junction between your hips and thighs with a vice grip that made you inwardly groan when he ground his bottom half into yours deliciously.

"Yeah, that drawing of you is sexy." he stated the fact aloud.

"But you, baby?" he said with a lust filled gaze, hands now trailing along your various curves with a vengeance.

"You're a fucking masterpiece." he whispered into your slightly open mouth, before kissing you hungrily.

If his body was a paintbrush, he created colors on your skin like you were the canvas.

[erodasfishtacos]

little ivy and willow playing together, and Ivy's the boss (ofc) and Willy's the employee she fires. ‘youre fired!’ and willy goes crying to harry coz her sister fired her

Did you guys miss them?!

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Ivy is so bossy (as we know)- takes after her father in every sense of the word.

Willow is much more gentle, taking after her mother, but that doesn’t mean she won’t stand up for herself against her older sister.

The two spend hours and hours playing with each other in the playroom - school, restaurant, mummy and baby were their favorites.

However sometimes these games didn’t end in laughter and giggles. They are siblings which means sometimes it ends in tears and screams.

Ivy is six and a half, Willow’s freshly three and obsessed with her older sister.

YN is fluttering about the upper level, collecting laundry and cleaning as Harry works from home in his office.

They’re playing restaurant - well bakery and of course, Ivy had deemed herself the chef and Willow is the waitress who is serving the menagerie of stuffies.

“No, not the penguin! I said the frog got the soup!” Ivy orders from where she’s standing at their kitchen set with a spatula.

Ivy was in her outfit from kindergarten still*** *** and Willow had decided that she was spending the day in her pajamas *** since she didn’t have to go anywhere today.

“Sorry sissy,” Willow lisps, carefully setting down the teacup in front of the right stuffed animal before scurry back to the kitchen.

“Okay, now the t-rex wants macaroni and cheese, okay?” Ivy says in a serious tone, clattering around some bowls and plastic plates, “Go give it to ‘em.”

The littler one nods, taking a bowl that’s handed to her and bringing it to the t-rex but she trips over a stray rolling pin and topples over.

“You spilled it! You’re fired!” Ivy demands, huffing that it’s not going exactly as planned, “You can’t come back in the kitchen!”

Willow is already sniffling, startling herself from the fall, and her elbow hurts. She shakes her curls and says, “No, I play too.”

“No! Out! You’re fired!” Her older sister repeats, blocking her entrance back into the play set with a annoyed expression.

Willow gives her sister one last glance before running off to find the closest parent which happened to be Harry in his office.

“Daddy, daddy!” She sobs pathetically, her big brown eyes tearing up and flowing down her cheeks as she runs to his desk.

“Give me a moment,” He says to his zoom conference before muting himself and scooping up his younger daughter, “Wha’s the tears for, Low?”

“Ivy s’being mean to me, she fired me from the bakery!” She tells her father as she wriggles until she’s tucked against his hard chest and her thumb finds lips.

Harry had to hide his smile, instead he cards his fingers through her fiery red curls and kisses her forehead, “Okay, let’s go fix this. Hm?”

When they arrive back to the playroom, Ivy is immersed in an imaginary cake she is baking for her hungry customers.

“Ivy Elizabeth,” Harry murmurs, bouncing Willow on his hip as she stares down at her sister with an angry glare.

“No daddy! Out, now! No sissy, no daddy!” Ivy replies, no even bothering to look up at the two of them.

“This is just as much Willow’s playroom as it is yours, little dove. Y’have t’share with your sister,” Harry replies, letting Willow get down to toddle back over.

“No no no! Mine!” The older one protests, snatching a teapot out of her sister’s hand and Willow lets out a resounding screech before plopping on her bum in protest.

YN steps into the room, putting down a laundry basket, and stationing her hands on her hips, “I know you didn’t just grab something out of your sister’s hands, Ivy.”

“Mumma, she did-“ Ivy tries to argue with a furrowed brow that mimicked her father’s.

“It seems like you need a break from playing. Come help mumma fold the laundry. Yes?” YN isn’t really asking though, “After you apologize to your sister.”

Harry helps Willow up, hushing her softly when she whines and wraps her arm around his calf, “Daddy, please.”

“It’s about nap time,” YN reminds him as she motions for Ivy to come over, which she does with trudging feet.

“M’sorry sissy,” Ivy mutters, looking at her sister with a pout and a wobble to her lip, “I shouldn’t have been mean.”

“S’kay,” Willow smiles and accepts the hug that Ivy tugs her into before she blows a raspberry on her little sister’s cheek to make her laugh.

YN kisses her husband’s cheek before trailing out of the room - followed by her daughter who’s eager to spend time with mum.

“Daddy, cuddle?” The younger asks, nuzzling into his suit trousers and reaching for his hand until he picks her up.

“Y’want to go in y’room, take a nap?” Harry murmurs, clicking off the light of the room before closing the door.

“No, hold me, hold me,” Willow orders, rubbing her eye with her chubby fist.

“I’m on a meeting, Lo,” Harry tells her but is already turning back towards his office where he’ll of course let her nap with him.

And when he unmutes himself and continues, he doesn’t acknowledge the sleeping toddler draped on his chest with her nose tucked into his collarbone and her hand resting on his neck.

The other attendees of the meeting are distracted by the beautiful little girl who was fast asleep despite her father cussing and ranting about proper billing addresses - not stirring once.

And when a second little girl scampers onto Harry’s lap to take up the other side and nestle into his chest for a bit of relaxation - well they want to coo but aren’t given the chance.

Despite having two comfy, sleeping children on his lap - it doesn’t stop him from seething out to his employees, “Next time it’s billed wrong, m’firing the whole lot of you. S’it tha’ fuckin’ hard to read?”

[harlowsbby]

Traitor

You hated how you acted dumb to the fact that Jack was always going to choose other girls over you or that he’d eventually leave you because he’s a player it’s what he does best but that didn’t make the fall hurt less.

It’s funny how quick he was to run off to other girls as soon as you guys called it quit and he’d never feel sorry for how he hurt you even if the both of you weren’t together anymore you thought you guys were working on it but clearly you were the only one.

Rumor was Jack was in a relationship with some random blond chick about a week later. It hurt you deeply it did you were hurt because it took him not even a week to go off and date her and maybe he didn’t cheat but he was still a traitor.

You got up and stretched your body and sighed there was no point of sitting around and feeling sorry for yourself you might as well get up and get shit done.

The entire morning was spent cleaning and doing laundry and listening to music it actually helped because it was a gateway of not thinking about Jack or any of the bullshit he’s put you through at this point. You had just gotten done with mopping your hardwood floors when you got a knock at the door. You quickly ran over to the door and opened it revealing Urban and Neelam.

“Oh hey guys I didn’t expect to see you guys here like at all.” You told them as you smiled softly at them. After your argument with Jack you thought Neelam and Urban would stop talking to you if Jack told them too.

“Why wouldn’t I be here you know I love you just as much as I love anybody else.” Neelam spoke as you smiled softly at her and going in for a hug. She hugged you tightly and patted your back.

“How are you bug ? I know a lot has been going on you good lil shorty ?” Urban spoke as he gave you a side hug you took a deep breathe in your throat feeing like it was starting to tighten again.

“Well I mean I’m here I guess.” You laughed as you started feeling tears on the brim of your eyes.

“It’s just it hurts you know I’ve spent 3 years with Jack and when we broke up it hurts but when he came to me with the idea to work things out I was down for it I was determined to get things back on track but he picked some random girl over me so it’s like what can I do.” You told Neelam and Urban as you voice began to shake a little.

Neelam coo’d at you her face turning into a frown she truly hated the man Jack was becoming as did Urban because Urban knew that Jack definitely wasn’t raised like this.

“Well how about we get up and go out yeah ? Sitting in your apartment in the dark isn’t going to really help much baby now is it.” Neelam said as she grabbed your hand and letting Urban know you guys would be back once inside your room Neelam made you shower while she got you an outfit ready.

“I picked this out for you mama I think it’ll look cute on you plus I know these leather pants will make that ass stick out.” Neelam joked as you rolled your eyes playfully at her you were glad you had Neelam she was truly a mother figure in your life.

After you put on your outfit which consisted of black leather jeans that hugged your curves perfectly and this white tight crop top that looked amazing around your tits and thus black leather trench coach along with your black leather heels and gold earrings and chain you looked bad as hell.

“Damn Y/N you look good as fuck I’d date you myself.” Urban said as he whistled making you blush red.

“Where are we even going anyways Neelam ? You didn’t tell me.” You told her as you applied some lipgloss.

“We’re going to the club come on I need a drink and so do you so let’s go.” Neelam told you once at the club you all went into the vip section immediately you were known for your fashion taste and design so you were well known and thankfully you could get in with ease.

After a couple of drinks you started feeling the shots of tequila and Hennessy’s hitting you and when you looked over to Neelam she was feeling it as well she was a giggling mess and leaning on Urban’s shoulder he laughed taking a drag of his blunt.

“I’m gonna use the bathroom I’ll be right back okay ?” You told Urban he nodded as he helped Neelam keep her head up.

“Be safe alright text me when you make it in.” Urban said you nodded handing him your purse as you left vip to use the bathroom.

As you were making your way towards the bathroom you somehow ran into Druski.

“Y/N ? What’s up girl I ain’t see your ass in forever what have you been up to.” Druski said as he pulled you into a hug you smiled softly you always loved Druski he always treated you like a brother.

“Mhm not much you know just the same old same old I’m gonna be making a design for Rihanna so that’ll be fun.” You told him grinning at the thought of working with Rihanna.

“That’s dope little sis, who did you come here with by the way ? I came with Jack and Nemo and them.” As soon as Jack’s name came out of Druski’s mouth your heart dropped. You haven’t seen Jack after the argument you both had a few days ago and you for sure didn’t wanna see him now.

“Druski what’s taking you forever man they’re about to bring out more bottl-.” Jack stopped his sentence once he saw you. You looked beautiful well you always looked beautiful to him he looked you up and down taking in your whole appearance he missed you he wasn’t going to deny that.

“Hey Y/N how you been ?” Jack asked his baby blue eyes looking into yours you bit your lip because you could feel it start to quiver.

Druski looked at the both of you confused because last time he checked you two were still good.

“What’s going on ? I thought y’all was cool with each other or did I miss something.” Druski said and Jack was about to step in and say something but you cut him off before he could.

“He’s a traitor.” And with that you walked away leaving Jack with a sad and regretful look on his face he knew he fucked up and you calling him a traitor felt like a stab in the back.

( part 2 of my series 🤍🤍 part 3 will be up Sunday )

https://harlowscutie.tumblr.com/post/679900090960314368/brutal-you-and-jack-have-recently-broken-up-its

This is part 1 right here

[tb3ih]

LOVE THE LITTLE THINGS. ft. childe, albedo, xiao, kazuha, + thoma

note(s) "things that remind me of them" + little comfort hcs of my own personal thought & maybe? scenarios to follow them. meant simply to ease your mind & hopefully perhaps make you smile (even if just a little)

includes lots of fluff, storytory quest spoilers! nothing explicit, no particular prns used, insecure reader (kazuha) + lmk if you want other characters <3

tagged <3 @hamayumis @luvseos @rqkuya @booksandhoneymilktea

. . . CHILDE ' monoceros caeli '

10:00 am + gifts. sleeping in late. turning each others' alarms off with the excuse that it's a prank but in reality, you just want to spend more time together. outfit coordination. bad boy x honor student trope. cheesy promposals. apology gifts. badly angled snap replies. family road trips.

"ajax, why can't you be more like y/n?" his mother lets out an exasperated sigh when the ginger in question falls with a yelp from the couch once more (though you think personally 'crashes' would be a better use a verb for how he met the floor).

"apologies mother, maybe later—c'mere you rascal!" you can hear teucer squeal from where you stand in the kitchen helping, followed by an oof, which by the sound of it, seems to be the two boys once again on the floor at their nth match of wrestling. you hear their mother sigh deeply from next to you and you let out a small laugh.

"you know, i haven't seen him this happy with anyone in a long time," his mother points out, and you feel her warm gaze on you. yu've finished chopping your share of vegetables and you move to put them in the pot on the stove, adjusting the heat once your cutting board is clean. "it's rare we get to see him at all anymore, with his work and all."

you offer a smile, proceeding to wipe your hands on a towel. "well, when teucer had decided to pay a surprise visit, it really opened ajax's eyes, and though he'll never admit it, i could tell he was homesick in the city," you inform, neatly folding the towel. when you look over at the two in the living room, they've taken to playing with some action figures on the ground.

the ginger himself looks engrossed in whatever dimension the two seem to be roleplaying in, what with his flamboyant movements as the two of them battle. teucer wins (obviously), and your lover falls dramatically to the ground, tongue out in a signal of surrender.

he opens his eyes to send you a boyish grin before winking, to which you chuckle and shake your head. unbeknownst to you, his mother observes all of this, her heart warming at the small interaction between the two of you.

when you turn to meet her eyes to continue the conversation, she continues to wear a simple smile, any evidence of what she had witnessed absent. "and it's not like the move was much, besides, what's a few miles if he gets to be with the ones he loves most?"

and though you don't know it, she believes every word you say, from the adoration in your eyes to the way your smile reaches your curves beautifully when her son comes over to give you a kiss.

one might even call you a 'keeper'.

. . . KREIDPRINZ ' princeps cretaceus '

8:30 am. taking turns making breakfast. discussions about the relevance of time when you're running late (you're not, everyone is just early). sharing lockers, extra points when you mix each other's notebooks up. study dates. randomly drawn hearts in lab books. lab/project partner trope. subtle social media posts of one another. kisses on the cheek when you pass in hallways.

the small library nook which the two of you lounge in is nothing short of comfortable, with the shelves of books sectioning the two of you in your small booth away from the rest of the room and the sun tumbling in gently from the scarcely covered window.

the two of you hadn't planned to spend the entire afternoon there (your reservation was only for two hours) but it would seem that neither had any other obligating plans to leave. your blonde lover had settled for quiet sketching, and you had taken to finishing your latest novel.

you're seated across from him, the light from the window appearing to form a subtle halo about his golden hair. brows slightly furrowed as he concentrates on his work, you watch as his azure-hued irises never falter as they follow the steady path of his pencil.

sensing your gaze, albedo's eyes flit up to reach yours, to which you are quick to look away, a bit of embarrassment settling across your complexion in rosy tones. "hmm, why the embarrassment, love?"

when you meet his eyes again, there's amusement twinkling in his gaze and it also goes to pull at the corner of his mouth. you let out a small huff, thoughts failing to produce a coherent sentence under his observant stare. "you... you're... you're pretty, is all..."

his chuckle is soft and you find yourself hiding the burning red of your cheeks behind your book.

"you know, i'd say the same for you, though..." the blonde pauses, as if mulling his next few words over carefully. "i'm not certain 'pretty' would be the right word."

your eyes flit to the top edge of the sketchbook he holds in his hand and he follows your gaze, eyes widening a little at what you had been looking at. "oh, this?" when he turns the page over, you find the air catching in your throat at the sight of his work.

it is exactly the image of you sitting across from him, novel in hand, except this time, you seem to be laughing at something, monochrome sunlight appearing to almost glint in your eyes of the still-moment. you seem to look almost...

"stunning, aren't they?" when you meet his gaze it is soft and adoring, and you can't help returning the fond look, a small playing on your lips.

"says the gorgeous artist who drew them."

. . . 魈 ' alatus nemeseos '

9:00 pm. random conversation topics over morning coffee (or maybe he just likes the sound of your voice). sneaking out to rooftops. stargazing dates. matching hightops + small tattoos. 7hr face time calls. being each other's pocket sage. matching social media bios/pfps. movie dates in bed. quiet intellect x wildcard trope. stealing band tees.

you're walking out of the shower, a towel in your hair to dry the wet strands when you hear the light tapping just outside of your window. confused, you walk over, pulling the front of your robe a little closer together before moving to open the window.

his scent comes with the slight rush of evening autumn air; not enough to chill but cool enough to make it hard to hide the slight shudder. a pair of golden orbs stare back at you from just outside your window, and though you're a little surprised at the impromptu visit, you'll never tire of his presence.

"xiao," you greet, a smile threatening to tug at your lips.

"y/n," he replies, amusement dancing in his eyes. the dark-haired boy remains perfectly poised on the tree branch which extends from the yard. one hand steadies where he stands and the other holds a small gift bag. he lifts it up and you notice it's your particular favorite shade. "for you."

you accept the small thing, the carefully placed tissue paper unfolding to produce a small box. when you open it, there is a small lantern, details dainty and careful as they decorate the small thing.

you recognize it to be the same lantern the two of you had released last year during lantern rite, the shape and flourishes the same. you're speechless. "xiao... this is..." you look up at him and his posture is a little rigid as he tries to discern your reaction. "it's beautiful! how did you..."

"well, since you weren't feeling good and couldn't go this year..." he begins, shifting his weight a little, "i figured i'd bring it to you, you know? madame ping helped a little though..."

xiao has no time to retract, as you're pulling him into your room and tumbling with him to the floor, laughter dancing between your lips when you capture his in a kiss. he's quick to recover from the surprise, chuckling a little himself at your straightforwardness. "i suppose that's a 'thank you'?"

you hum against his lips, "hmm, how about an 'i love you?"

. . . 楓原万葉 ' acer palmatum '

2:00 pm. sharing/making meals for each other. love notes in colored pencil or crayons. midday picnics. quiet forest trails. going to concerts together. matching bracelets. shared pinterest boards. greeting kisses on the hand. remembering each other's coffee orders. making each other spotify playlists.

"my love? is anything the matter?" the gray-haired normally doesn't intrude when you've taken over the bedroom to change but it would seem you hadn't left in nearly half an hour, and he was in fear of missing his reservation at your favorite restaurant.

he finds you standing in front of the full-length mirror, brows pulled together while your eyes criticize your appearance. sighing softly to himself, kazuha makes his way over to where you stand, arms coming to wrap around you from behind as he too comes to take in your appearance in the mirror.

you aren't wearing anything particularly out of the ordinary for your attire, a simple pair of pants with a button-up, and from what kazuha can see, you've opted for wearing rather simple makeup as well. as gorgeous as al-

"it's bad," you conclude, your lips pursed as you consider the way your reflection stares right back at you. "or... i don't know, does it look bad?"`

"what, why would you think that?" the boy is puzzled, first that you'd ever subject yourself to judgment based purely on what you're wearing (kazuha would say your beauty doesn't wavier without the clothes anyway) and second, that you'd ever think such little of yourself. he spins you and takes your face in his hands gently.

"hey, hey," he whispers, voice softer than any sound you'd ever heard. "look at me, i want you to repeat after me: 'i'm beautiful'."

you hesitate and he sees it, tilting his head to once more coax you into repeating his words like a mantra. "i'm... beautiful."

kazuha smiles, placing a soft kiss on your lips before allowing his hands to reach down for yours. "good, now let's go get some food before i get blacklisted for not showing up to my reservation."

. . . THE FIXER ' rubeum scutum '

4:30 pm. him leaving breakfast ready for you before work. grocery shopping together. promise rings. an adorably awkward meet-cute. romance novel binges. angry small person + calm, tall person trope (mhm yeah i said it, fite me <3). your parents loving him more than you (for legal reasons, this is a JOKE /hj i think...).

sleeping through the afternoon was definitely not on thoma's agenda for the day, yet here he was, cuddled up with you on the couch, the sky having danced well into the night with its obsidian complexion and freckles of stars.

your sleeping figure is still, cuddled up in the nook between his body and the couch (a habit of yours the poor boy doesn't understand but thinks is adorable nonetheless) and though he's more than comfortable and hates disturbing you from your sleep, he would like to at least cook dinner before the day ends completely.

one hand going to rub soothingly at your back, thoma's voice is a low whisper next to your ear. "babe."

no answer.

he tries again, this time lightly shaking your form. "baby?"

again, no answer.

chuckling softly, the blonde realizes there's no use in waking you, besides, the bedroom to our shared apartment was only a few feet down the hall, a few feet which he did not mind carrying you if it meant you got a few extra winks of rest.

slowly, he gets up from the couch, movements careful as he gathers you in his arms and hoists you up from the couch which the to of you had so comfily been lounging in. the walk is short, and he almost drops you trying to pull the covers of the bed back before placing you in the bed.

he's just about to finish tucking you in when a hand catches his wrist.

looking up, a look of surprise paints thoma's expression when your groggy look meets his. "mm... bub? where are... you going...?"

the small nickname has his heart doing gymnastics, considering your rather daunting reputation of being a headstrong stubborn individual, and though he never hears it in public other than a small whisper or mumbled against his lips, just hearing you address him in such a way could keep him going for days.

"it's about bedtime, pretty," thoma chuckles, soothing a strad of hair behind your ear. you hum at the small movement, your hand still holding his. "i was going to make us some food and then we can shower up and head to bed or watch some tv till we fall asleep again."

"hmm." you blink a bit of the drowsiness from your eyes, your boyfriend coming into view a little better in the dim room. you let go of his wrist, but only to hold your arms up to make grabbing motions with your hands, your small grin nearly childishin the way you ask for his presence.

"babe, i have to go make dinner, we cuddled all afternoon..."

your grin shifts to a pout, "pretty please?"

there is a full beat of silence before he sighs and accepts your invitation, falling into your arms on the bed and shifting his weight to remain half on top of you and half next to you. you cheer softly when his warmth settles once again on you. "yay," you cheer softly.

you stay like that for a few more moments, your cuddling then interrupted by the sound of a quiet rumbling, which would be none other than your stomach.

thoma meets your eyes, an expectant look on his face, to which you can only let out a huff because obviously because your cuddles were a more pressing matter than making dinner.

"don't worry, pretty, i'll order takeout so we don't have leave the bed, okay?" he presses a kiss to your temple before reaching to the nightstand to grab his phone.

you snuggle in closer to his side and your lips are smiling when they press against his collarbone.

"'mkay..."

© tb3ih mmxxii all rights reserved.

[shycoconutt]

I Need You (Kakashi x Reader Smut)

A/n: Oh boy do I got some smutty smut for you. This is my first time writing smut and I think I did okay! Please let me know what you think and, as always, feel free to send some requests my way! 🤍

Summary: You find yourself unbelievably horny waiting for Kakashi to get home from work. The night goes exactly as planned.

Word Count: 4200

Warnings: NSFW ( minors, there's the door -> 🚪), fem!reader, vaginal sex, rough sex, doggy style, cunnilingus

Gods, why am I so horny?

Sat in the reading chair in the corner of your and Kakashi’s bedroom, you find yourself unable to focus on the new novel you picked up at the bookstore this morning. Each time you try to focus on the words in front of you, your eyes start to drift off the page and fall on your bed across the room. The bed where Kakashi and you have had sex now maybe a dozen times. You two have been platonic partners for years, but it wasn’t until recently where you both allowed your feelings to blossom into romance. Some would say that your relationship with Kakashi came on fast, but those who say that don’t truly know either of you.

After the war, and after keeping your feelings for each other bottled down for years, Kakashi took you on a vacation to a quaint village on the outskirts of Konoha. During your stay, you two could finally relax and find comfort in each other. The future seemed less uncertain, and you allowed yourself to open up in ways you never had before. You both knew you loved each other, that you were meant for each other, but the stress of war and the lack of knowledge that either of you would come out alive prevented anything from happening. The last thing either of you wanted to do was take the other’s heart six feet under.

It was the third night on the trip when he proposed to you. Kakashi and you were naked together in the natural hot spring, embracing each other in the water. The words he spoke to you that night are etched in your brain, never to be forgotten.

“My whole life I’ve been fighting; fighting for Konoha, fighting for my team, fighting for our friends, fighting my demons, fighting the truth, and fighting the feelings I have for you. I never understood why it was so hard to escape you, but it isn’t until now where I finally understand. Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever had to do. Our love is so natural, so pure. It pains me to know that our reality has muddled it for so long. You are the best thing that’s ever come into my life, and the gods only know how thankful I am that you have been by my side through it all. Everything I’ve ever gone through, every challenge I’ve had to overcome, you’ve guided me along the way. I used to think I was undeserving of your love, but now that we both are standing here, bruised and battered by our past, I realize that it was always supposed to be this way. You and me. Forever.”

That was the night you and Kakashi shared your first kiss. The night you first held each other in a naked embrace. The night you touched the skin normally concealed under each other's clothes. The night you trailed kisses down his chest, to his stomach, his hip, and up his shaft. The night you grabbed him in your hand and stroked him while looking into his eyes. The night you felt his tongue draw across your nipples. The night you felt him suck and nibble at your neck. The night you felt his fingers, god his fingers, trace up your wet heat to rub onto your most sensitive spot. The night he held onto your hip and slid into your tenderness. The night you whispered sweet nothings in each other's ears while he pumped into you. The night you made love, four times.

It’s been a week since your mini-vacation of ultimate bliss. Immediately after arriving back to the village, you both moved out of your individual apartments and moved into the Hatake estate, per Kakashi’s request. When you asked him if this is truly what he wanted, he assured you that this was the place he wanted to make a home with you and your future children. He also liked that the estate is largely removed from the Hokage tower, where he will be spending the majority of his time in the future. Renovations are far from over, but your bedroom was the first area of the house to be set up. It’s your shared sanctuary, and to be completely honest, you’ve never felt more at home.

The only word to describe this week between you and Kakashi is passionate. Even with opposite schedules, you both make time for one another every day. You’ve been insanely busy at your new job that you acquired post-war, spearheading the mental health resource center for war veterans and shinobi still in active duty. Kakashi is busy shadowing Tsunade while she sorts out post-war rehabilitation plans for the village. This is your first day off and, unfortunately, Kakashi is out doing future Hokage duties. Though frustrating, both of you are super understanding of each other's roles in this village and you respect that time with each other may be limited in the coming years. That’s why any chance you get, you both check in on each other throughout your day. Whether it’s offering to take his ninken on a walk while he’s in the office, or him bringing you breakfast when you get to work, you find opportunities to be present in each other’s daily lives.

The evenings, however, are a whole other story. Both of you are usually home a little after eight, and you’ve adapted to having late dinners with each other. After cleaning up, the rest of the evening is spent wrapped up in each other. One thing you weren’t expecting about being with Kakashi is that he is constantly touching you when you are alone together. His hands are either on your thighs, wrapped in your hair, caressing your face, squeezing your arms, massaging your shoulders, touching your lips, or any other way he can get them on you. You crave his touch, so to say that you enjoy this side of him is an understatement. Not only does Kakashi adore touching you, he also adores being touched.

Touching leads to caressing, caressing leads to groping, and groping leads to passionate lovemaking.

Well, geez (y/n), maybe if you stopped daydreaming about Kakashi’s hands all over you then you wouldn’t be this goddamn horny.

Here’s the thing with you and Kakashi’s newfound sex life. You are in the early stages. All the sex you have is all about romance, making up for the lost time, and finally expressing your feelings with your body. It’s amazing and you wouldn’t change your lovemaking for the world.

But right now, you don’t desire lovemaking. You desire rough, animalistic, dirty, dirty sex.

The kind of sex that makes you shudder in desire and fear.

The kind of sex that makes in between your legs sore the next day.

Realizing you’ve been daydreaming for the past fifteen minutes, you close your novel shut and toss it aside. You look over at the clock on your nightstand to find that it’s almost time for Kakashi to be home. Usually, you would already be cooking something up for dinner, but you have a feeling that any food you make would just get cold. Eating is not your priority right now, Kakashi is.

A devious smile forms at your lips when you consider what you plan on doing with him when he walks through the front door. Should you take him right there? Get down on your knees and beg for him? Run a warm, candle-lit bath? Put whip cream on your tits and tell him that you’re his dinner? All great options, but none are really representative of how much you need him.

In one swift movement, you are up off your chair and running towards your closet. He could be here any minute and there’s no time to waste. Once there, you take in how disorganized your closet is. You have yet to unpack any of your clothes, as all you’ve worn the past week is your jonin uniform and your pajamas. Rummaging through the boxes sprawled out on the floor, you finally find which box you are looking for. The box looks like any other box, but written on the side in marker is the word intimates.

Bingo.

One might think you are a sex fiend with all the lingerie you own, but that is far from reality. The truth is, lingerie has always made you feel sexy. Most of all, it’s just so pretty. You love the power it gives you. You love the fact that no one knows that some days you are wearing the world’s skimpiest lingerie underneath your uniform. It’s like you have an edge on someone that they don't even realize. Also, when you did happen to end up in bed with a man, you were over-prepared. The look on their faces when you stripped off your clothes was priceless. It was your way of telling them that you expected them to want you.

There are way too many options to choose from, and you find yourself starting to panic as time passes on. You know you’re overthinking this as, honestly, Kakashi would love anything you put on. Some things you know about Kakashi are that his favorite color is blue, he loves your thighs and is obsessed with how soft your skin is. Therefore, you should obviously go for the baby blue lace and silk set. It includes a lace balconette bra, a thong connected to thigh garters, and a silk robe to go over the top. After putting it on and taking a look at yourself in the mirror, you knew you made the right choice.

Before finding a comfortable spot on the bed, you quickly grab some baby oil and rub it all over your body. The oil will allow Kakashi to slide his hands all over you effortlessly, which is exactly what you need. Satisfied, you grab your book and lay on top of your made bed. You weren’t planning on actually reading, but you think your casualness while wearing such a sexy outfit will have Kakashi’s head spinning.

So there you were, belly down, ass out, feet intertwined, book in hand, when you heard the lock click and the front door open. Perfect timing.

You could hear Kakashi kick off his shoes and take off his vest as he walked into your home. Usually, you would be standing in the kitchen where he would come and give you a warm embrace and kiss you until you told him that he has to eat dinner. But, you're not there, and you can sense his confusion.

“Where’s my babygirl?” Kakashi’s voice projects throughout the house, a hint of concern in his voice. You smile at the thought of the pout that’s probably on his face right now.

“Sorry sweetheart, I’ve been caught up in my new book. I’m in the bedroom,” you call back to him.

You hear what sounds like a sigh of relief as his footsteps make their way down your hallway in the direction of your bedroom, the sounds of pieces of his uniform dropping off of him every few steps. You make sure to keep your head turned to the door so you can take in his reaction to your state.

“Oh, the new book you got this morning? How is it? Let me guess, you already finished-”

An indescribable feeling shoots through your whole body as Kakashi enters your bedroom. He just finished pulling his mask down his face, as his hand is still caught to the fabric pooling around his neck. With a smile on your face, you soak in his expression as he’s stood in the entrance of your room, a deep blush forming on his cheeks and his mouth still agape in mid-sentence. His eyes dart back and forth from your face to the bottom of your ass that’s hanging out of your silk robe.

Damn, you really did that (y/n).

“What’s wrong, Kashi?” You say in the most innocent voice you can muster. You bat your eyelashes and flip over to sit up so he can get a good look at you. You let your book drop off the bed and land on the floor.

There’s another pause before Kakashi slowly walks towards you on the bed. Without speaking, he reaches a hand out to you. You take it and he pulls you up so you're kneeling on the bed as he stands in front of you. His dark eyes bore into yours as both of his hands drop to your thighs. Slowly, he grazes them up over your hips, your waist, up the sides of your breasts, to wrap around the back of your neck. You can feel the hairs on your skin stand in anticipation. With his hands still wrapped around you, he brings his head down to you and grazes his mouth on your jawline. From there he plants small kisses up the side of your face until he reaches your ear where he nibbles before speaking to you in a strained, low tone.

“You’re a very dangerous woman, (y/n).”

He must have felt you shudder because you could feel him smile against your cheek. Standing up straight again, Kakashi’s hands drop to the tie of your robe around your waist.

“May I?” he asks, giving you the sexiest look you’ve ever seen. Kakashi has been so effortlessly attractive since you met when you were young. Having these intimate moments with him almost seems surreal.

“Of course, Hatake,” you smile up at him.

Taking the tie in his hands, he starts to unravel the knot keeping your robe together. Once loose, he lets it fall over your shoulders and off your body completely.

After a few moments taking in the sight of you, Kakashi lets out a deep sigh and shakes his head.

“You’re so out of my league,” he confesses to you.

You let out a small giggle.

“Absolutely not,” you protest.

Without missing a beat, Kakashi grabs on to you and tosses you back on the bed so you are laying down underneath him. One of his hands wraps around the back of your head while the other cups your breast. Pulling the fabric of your bra down, he kneads your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. One of his knees lands in between your legs and he brings it up to press on to you. You can’t help the moan that escapes as you feel him all around you.

“So what’s the deal?” Kakashi teases. “I leave you alone in the house for one day and I come back to this?” He looks down at your body and back up again. “Where did you get this outfit, hm?”

“Oh baby,” you start teasing him back, “I guess one thing you don’t know about me yet is that I wear lingerie like this all the time.”

“Oh really?” he questions.

“Yep, all the time.” You smirk at what you’re about to say next. “Actually, remember that one time we were stationed together in the Earth country for a month for that S-rank assassination mission?”

Kakashi nods, confused where you’re going with this story.

“We let our guards down and almost hooked up the last night before we came back to the village.”

“I remember.”

“Well,” you pause for effect, “guess what I was wearing underneath my uniform that night?”

Kakashi remains silent, brows furrowed waiting for you. You smile at him deviously as you say your answer.

“This.”

Kakashi lets out what can only be described as an aroused, defeated groan when you utter your confession. He quickly comes back down and your mouths crash together in a heated frenzy. It isn’t until now when you realize that his bulge is hard against your leg, asking to be broken free from the confinement of his pants. While making out, you reach down and slip your hand under his waistband and grab onto his throbbing cock, stroking it in your hand. Although rock hard, the skin of his cock is soft and velvety.

Kakashi moans in your mouth when you make contact with him, but quickly escapes your grasp and gets up off of you. Sprawled out on the bed, you watch him strip down naked in front of you, starting with his shirt, then his pants and briefs. His body is truly something to marvel at, as decades of being a ninja have carved his body into perfection. You love the way his member slaps against his lower stomach when he pulls it from its confinement, excited and eager for you. He stands for a moment, contemplating what to do with you.

“I don’t want to take that pretty outfit off of you just yet. I guess I’ll just have to work around it for now,” Kakashi says as he stands at the end of the bed. Grabbing your ankles, he pulls you towards him and bends your legs upward until your knees meet your chest. Holding both of your legs up with one hand, he takes the other and spanks your ass cheek with a loud slap. You whimper from the sting while he rubs the mark he left. Kakashi sucks in another loud breath.

“Ugh, (y/n), you look so good for me.”

Before you can respond, Kakashi takes your thong and slides it over so you are exposed to him. Getting down on his knees, he brings his face to your glistening cunt and flattens his tongue against it. There he gives you one long lick up your slit to taste you. A moan erupts from him as your wetness meets his taste buds.

“You’re already so wet for me baby,” Kakashi breathes before going in to suck on you.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” you confess through your moans. “I only get this wet for you.”

“That’s because you're mine and mine only.”

Kakashi takes his time with you, almost as if this is his last meal on earth and he wants to savor it. He’s delicate in some moments and fierce in others. Incorporating his fingers, he slides them into you and curves them up to hit your g-spot repeatedly while eating you. Your hand instinctively cradles his face while the other intertwines with his silver locks. You start to feel tightness in your lower stomach as he brings you close to climax. The sound of his moans muffled inside you is enough to send you over the edge.

“Kakashi, baby, I’m gonna-”

“Come for me, baby,” Kakashi nods, giving you permission to let go.

Letting go of Kakashi, you grip onto the sheets around you, feeling the tightness build and drop out of you. Closing your eyes, the waves of ecstasy ripple throughout your body causing you to scream out in pleasure. Riding with you, Kakashi slowly continues to work you through your climax, cleaning up whatever juices spill over.

“Good girl,” He says to you while bringing your legs back down onto the bed. Slowly, he kisses up your thighs while hooking onto your thong, bringing it down off of them. While he does this, you reach around and unclasp your bra, throwing it aside. Once the thong is thrown aside as well, Kakashi lifts himself off the floor and flips you over so you're laying on your stomach, another smack landing on your ass cheek. The high from your orgasm is immediately replaced with anticipation for what he plans on doing to you next.

You feel Kakashi’s naked body slide on top of you until he's flush against your skin, his body completely enveloping yours. Once his face is level with yours, and his cock is hard against your backside, he brushes your hair away from your face.

“Are you ready for me?” Kakashi whispers into your ear.

You nod into the mattress, chest rising and falling with every strained breath.

“You need to use your words, (y/n),” Kakashi scolds you while tucking your hair behind your ear.

“I need you, Kakashi. Please, I need you.” Your words come out as a plea, not being able to take his absence any longer.

You feel Kakashi’s weight lift off of you as he reaches around your waist and lifts it up so your ass is tilted upwards. From there you can feel him position his tip at your entrance, slowly rubbing it up and down to spread your wetness.

“Please, Kashi, I need your cock inside me,” you beg.

Without further hesitation, you feel every inch of him slide into your folds until he’s bottomed out inside you. The feeling of him deep within you sends you into euphoria and you can feel yourself tighten around him.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Kakashi whispers.

Starting off slow, he pumps into you with control. You feel pleasure and pain as Kakashi kisses your neck while grabbing onto your hair. After each thrust you feel him going faster and harder, your bodies smacking against each other. To gain more leverage, he lifts off of you and brings you up onto your hands and knees. With his hand gripping your shoulder, he pumps into you with ferocity.

“For years I’ve touched myself thinking about getting to fuck you like this baby. You’re so beautiful and so good to me. Everything about your body draws me to you,” Kakashi says in between moans. You feel him start to twitch inside you, his thrusts getting more out of control. You look over your shoulder and meet his gaze.

“We deserve this baby. You deserve this. Give me everything.” You both know your words mean more than just sex, and Kakashi relishes them.

Lifting you up by your neck, Kakashi brings you toward him so you're both kneeling while he continues thrusting inside of you. He brings one hand around your front to circle your clit and the other cups your breast. Your hands lift up behind you to grab onto his face. Turning your head to him, you kiss him with every ounce of passion you have left. This new position is hitting you at your core and you can feel yourself tighten again. Kakashi must have felt it too, as he broke free from your mouth to tilt his head back in pleasure. Without exchanging words, you know you both are at your limit.

With a few last staggering thrusts, both of you reach climax in unison. Feeling yourself go limp, Kakashi wraps his arms around you to keep you steady. You feel streams of his hot semen pool inside of your contracting walls. With Kakashi’s moans singing in your ear, you can’t help but smirk at his vulnerability. With him still inside, you hold onto each other, trying to catch your breaths. After a few beats, you both begin to laugh at your exasperated states.

“Stay here, I’m going to get a towel,” Kakashi says while shifting out of you. After pulling a towel from the cupboard in your bathroom, Kakashi brings it to you and cleans up between your legs. Before you have time to move, Kakashi picks you up bridal style and spins you around in his arms.

You scream and start to laugh as he plants kisses all over your face. “Kakashi!”

“Hm?” he hums in your ear, pretending he didn’t just lift you with little to no effort.

Holding you up with one arm, he grabs a blanket off the bed and carries you to the chair in the corner of your room. There he sits down and places you sideways on his lap so you’re facing each other. He then takes the blanket and wraps it around you both so you can stay warm while cuddling each other. Kakashi has always had a knack for knowing exactly what you want at any given moment.

“I thought we could get some inspiration for our next round,” Kakashi says with a smirk as he pulls out a copy of Icha Icha Tactics from underneath the cushion.

“What? How did that get there?” you laugh.

“Oh, I have multiple copies of these everywhere,” he jokes, waving the book in the air.

You laugh and lightly hit his chest. Tucking the blanket up closer to your face, you lay your head down on Kakashi’s shoulder while he flips open to a page in the book.

Before he starts to read to you, Kakashi lifts your chin to kiss you. Every time your lips touch his, flashes of your joint past enters your mind. Although it was hard, and you faced many difficult trials on the way, you are forever thankful that you were both able to live long enough to experience these moments. You took care of each other, lifted each other up when they were in the dirt, and now you can finally share the love you’ve always held for each other. You wouldn’t change any of it. After your kiss, before pulling away from you, Kakashi looks deep into your eyes.

“I love you, (y/n).”

You smile up at him, tears brimming in your eyes.

“I love you too, Kakashi. Forever.”

-

A/n cont.: Well, whattdaya think? :)

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine letting King fuck you for as long and hard as he wants, part 1

Part 1 - part 2 - part 3

You: *enters King's office* A little birdy told me you have the whole week off after today.

King: I wish you would stop calling Kaido-sama that, and yes he's given me the week off. He said I work too much and he's forbidden me from working for the next week.

You: I take it you have no idea what to do with yourself on your vacation.

King: yeah it's not like I can go anywhere. I suppose I could sleep, but other than that I have no idea what I'm going to do.

You: how about me?

King: You? What does that even mean, it makes no sense in conjunction with my last statement. How would I do you?...oh

You: *grins at him* You've been working so hard lately, you deserve a reward, don't you think?

King: *has never had anyone proposition him for sex* I suppose.

You: I could be your reward if you'd like.

King: and how would you *clears his throat* reward me

You: You could do whatever you want with me for as long as you want.

King: I would break you.

You: *can see the rabid hunger in his eyes* I wouldn't mind, as long as you put me back together again after you were done.

King: It could be days before I'm sated.

You: then we should stock up on snacks and drinks to prepare.

King: and lube, you'll need it, because I am not going to be gentle.

You: Your place or mine?

King: mine, that way I can use my toys.

You: *grins at him* I will go get those things and a few other things. What time should I come over?

King: as soon as you're done, in the meantime, I'll have the kitchen deliver meals for the both of us to my room. I'll meet you there once I finish this report.

Two hours later

You: *sitting in one of the armchairs in his living room*

King *enters his quarters and starts to work on the buttons and buckles of his outfit* (y/n)!

You: I'm in the living room, darling. I gave your cleaning staff the week off as well, I hope you don't mind.

King: *speedwalks to where you are to see you sitting there in a silk robe that very clearly has lingerie underneath* Great, and you look sexy as hell.

You: *grin at him* I'm warmed up for you too

King: *starts to yank his clothes off as he makes his way over* Are you sure about this? I meant what I said earlier, this is not going to be gentle lovemaking. This is going to be rough, and at points painful because I am a sadist.

You: and I'm a masochist, so that works out for me. So yes, I am sure, I am prepared to not leave your chambers for longer than a week because I imagine I'll need rest after you're done.

King: *grabs the back of your knee and yanks your legs apart* you are warmed up for me, fuck I can't wait any longer. *puts your knees over his shoulders and starts to fuck you in the chair*

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[minhyeong]

NCT DREAM AS ROOMMATES !

[ mark ]

you basically won’t have a roommate because he’s always busy working outside

but he makes sure to put your birthday down in his calendar so he will remember to do something for you that day

during the rare moments he’s back at a reasonable hour (dinner time), his eyes will light up at the sight of your ramen and he’ll use some puppy eyes to get a bite

unintentionally slams the door

cleans up well after himself but you’ll find his accessories lying around

you smelled something horrible one day and thought the toilet exploded but turned out mark was cooking without looking at the recipe

almost burned the house down - twice

thought the bathroom was his bedroom when he was drunk and that was how you found him drooling all over the bathtub one morning

contemplates his life when he realizes he had been accidentally using your toothbrush for the past three weeks but he makes sure you NEVER find out and buys you a new one

his laughter is so loud and contagious that you just start laughing whenever you hear him laugh somewhere in the house

[ renjun ]

grocery shopping dates all the time and comes back with your favorite snacks if you’re too busy to go yourself

texts you if you’re not back by 10pm to make sure you’re safe

you always hear mellow music coming out of his room whenever you walk by 

asks for your opinion on what outfit he should wear whenever there’s an important event

will offer to beat people up if anyone upsets you

secretly cries during sad movies but you still coo at him when you hear his sniffles because you have a death wish

has probably classically conditioned you into doing chores because why do you automatically panic and start sweeping when he gives you that disapproving look

has the best house decor ideas and brings a lot of plants home which he asks you to help water when he is away

knocks on the door of your room whenever it’s sunset time because your room has a better view of it

don’t wake him up in the middle of the night unless there’s a fire or you’ll regret it

[ jeno ]

chilling in his room talking about true crime at 1am

very respectful when it comes to your privacy and knows when you need alone time

but will also knock on your door during the early hours of a beautiful saturday morning and whine until you hang out with him

leaves his clothes on the couch and dining table and you’ve reminded him to not do it so many times, but at this point you just pray there’s no sweat on them

is a good listener whenever you want to rant

hijacks your bluetooth speaker by connecting to it all the way from his room and starts blasting some weird music as a prank

always shares his food with you 

leaves the windows open when it’s cold out and you wake up feeling like a popsicle

pulls you out for a snowball fight the second it snows and lets you wear his mittens

is a light sleeper so if you don’t quiet down after he asks you nicely he will threaten to grind your bones into powder while flashing you an innocent eye smile

[ haechan ]

offers to help with chores whenever he sees you scrubbing the house down

sometimes uses your shampoo and body wash because “yours smell better” 

sends you photos of cute dogs all the time and cries because of the no pets in the house rule set by the landlord

trying out weird skincare products found at the local pharmacy together

will barge into your room without knocking because he’s that comfortable

checks himself out in the mirror and doesn’t even get slightly embarrassed when you stand behind him and start imitating what he’s doing

good luck trying to get him out of bed before 2pm unless he has somewhere to go

you have no idea why he’s always losing his belongings in your room like...why is his sock under your bed... 

tries to scare you by jumping out from behind the door and won’t stop even after you decked him 

has so many embarrassing photos and videos of you and he pulls them out whenever he is feeling down or just wants something to blackmail you with

[ jaemin ]

locks himself out of the house too many times because he refuses to carry a bag and forgets his keys when he’s running late in the morning

does the cooking and cleaning and nags about it sometimes but he still lets you off

sometimes you can’t tell whether he’s home because it’s so quiet... but then you’ll suddenly hear him let out a random screech in his room and you’ll have no idea if he’s killing someone or being killed

takes a lot of convincing to get him to leave the house with you during his free time 

looks you in the eye and downs his coffee at midnight even after you tell him not to

then asks you what the meaning of life is at 4am 

asks you to take photos of him for instagram and makes you wonder how he can possibly still look good when he’s shoving his nostrils at the camera

will actually go shopping for clothes with you and give you honest opinions

prefers a minimalist lifestyle, but you still get puzzled when you see how empty his room is because how does one’s desk only have two computers

sometimes gets clingy and naruto runs at you out of nowhere the second you walk through the door, and then he gives you a bear hug and squeezes the life out of you

[ chenle ]

sings in the shower and makes sure everyone can hear him - as he should!

very intense board game nights with him in which you have to constantly remind him to lower his volume before the neighbors get fed up and run the door down in anger

leaves the dishes in the sink for at least a day

his hands suDdeNLy start to hurt the moment it’s his turn to take out the trash

becomes a menace whenever it’s april fools and replaced your shampoo with hair remover once

it turns into a wrestling match whenever you're trying to decide what color the color changing lightbulb should be, but he always lets you have the final say

he says he’s ordering takeout but it turns into a whole banquet and you don’t finish the leftovers until three days later

if he hears you crying through the thin walls, he will go into your room to comfort you

randomly gives you gifts out of nowhere just because he saw something on his way back and thought you would like it

may or may have not found your journal lying on the floor one day and flipped through it

[ jisung ]

is a tol person but will panic call you even when you’re not home and beg you to save him from a spider because he simply isn’t ready to be the next spiderman 

you’ll probably have to pay him if you want him to clean the house

horror movie nights with him are the best because his reactions are so funny

makes you stay up with him if he can’t fall asleep after a horror movie

you panicked in the middle of the night when there was a loud crash thinking someone was trying to break in but it was just jisung tripping over air

you make fun of his bed head every morning

doesn’t eat breakfast properly sometimes and you have to remind him that doritos are not breakfast

wakes you up just to ask you to cook for him, and you grumble while pushing a plate of food toward him but he’s all smiles

sometimes you slip when he accidentally spills things on the floor and fails to clean it up all the way - you wonder if he’s trying to collect your life insurance

brings his laptop and just chills in your room while you both do your own thing without saying a word to one another

[kiyomai]

𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇 — 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈

notes: take it easy on me this is my first time writing for this fandom :) um i’m tagging @hoeruchiyo because y/n will always be tee for anything related to hanma shuji :)

It's fucking cold outside.

So fucking cold, in fact, it should be illegal to be out on the streets at this time of night, where the ground is covered by a thick blanket of pure white, undisturbed snow, and the air is so sharp that it feels like a slap to his face every time the wind picks up. And yet, Hanma Shuji only tugs the collar of his jacket as he continues down the path of the park.

He only has you to blame一you and your incessant need to control every aspect of his life. It's your fault that he's out on the streets, walking to god knows where at this hour. He should be in bed right now, wrapped with the warmest of blankets in the comfortable heat of his home, just waiting for his exhaustion to take over and send him straight to sleep.

"Fuck!" Tripping over the thick snow, Shuji curses. "Good-for-nothing snow. Stupid winter cold. Stupid, stupid, stupid."

Passing strangers scurry away from the weirdo shouting at the ground, not wanting to suffer the same fate as the snow he's yelling at.

"Jeez," a brave soul calls out. "What'd the snow ever do to you?"

Turning his head to the source of the voice, Shuji seethes at the stranger sitting on the park bench. "What's it to ya, old man?"

"No need to get angry, kid," putting his hands up in surrender, the man on the bench chuckles. "It was only a question."

"Yeah, well, keep your questions to yourself." Dusting the snow off himself, Shuji glares at the man, deciding on walking away before doing something he might regret later. Except the man calls out to him, waving him back over.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Join me," he gestures to the open spot. "I cleaned all the snow off and wiped it down in case anyone needed a place to sit."

"Are you serious?" with wide eyes and an incredulous smile, Shuji scoffs at the man. "Do you think I'm an idiot? Why the hell would I want to sit with a sorry old man like yourself?"

The man seems to take no offense to Shuji's outburst, only smiling back, waiting a moment before speaking up. "To talk about whatever's bothering you so much that you decided to leave the house without proper winter attire. Only an idiot would walk around in this weather with a light jacket and some sweats."

Shuji looks down at his poor outfit choice一it's no wonder he's so cold.

He thinks about what you would say if you saw what he was wearing. You'd probably freak out and force him to wear a thicker coat, as well as a hat, a scarf, gloves, long socks一you know what, the whole fucking deal. It's no wonder he left the house with barely any protection. Shuji's tired of your doting.

"Kid," the man calls. "Are you just gonna stand there like an idiot, or are you going to join me?"

Looking at the sky, Shuji contemplates: should he sit and risk getting mixed up in something, or should he go about his way and leave the old man to find someone else to bother?

"Time is it?"

"Almost midnight." You're still up.

"Alright," he exhales. "What the hell." If anything, he knows how to fight and cover his tracks; he wouldn't even need to call in a favor to get rid of the old man.

"Nice." Taking a seat on the bench while leaving enough space between the two of them, Shuji rubs his palms together, trying to find any semblance of heat he can get. It's then that he realizes what the old man said to him.

'To talk about whatever's bothering you so much.'

"How the hell did you know something was bothering me?"

"Someone out on a peaceful walk around the park wouldn't yell at the snow for making them trip, kid," he laughs, much to Shuji's dismay. "Wanna tell me what's going on?"

He grimaces at the man. What good would come out of telling some stranger his problems?

"I'll take a wild guess and say: relationship problems." Obviously, Shuji thinks, that's the first thing people assume when someone's upset. "Since you're pretty angry, did they say something to upset you?" More like you did something to upset him一many things, actually.

"I can't help if you don't give me something to work with, kid."

Glancing at the man, Shuji lets out a wicked smile. "I'm a violent man with an exciting job," he starts. "I've seen and done a lot of fucked up shit, constantly getting into trouble, and yet, I don't care about what those consequences will do to me."

"But they do?"

He has no fucking clue. No idea how much you tend to coddle him, always acting like he's a kid that needs to be taken care of.

"They're on my back for all kinds of things, man, and that shit pisses me off. It's like they're trying to change me and turn me into someone I'm not. Constantly pressing me and getting upset when I get back from work."

The man nods his head, seeming to understand his issues, till he taps on his thighs and turns to Shuji, asking, "Do they yell at you when they bring it up?" He stares at the man in confusion, asking him to repeat himself before hesitantly shaking his head once he's confirmed the question.

"Do they talk down on you for the job you have?" Again he shakes his head.

"Have they ever told you to quit? Told you they'd leave you if you didn't?"

"What? No! W-what's with these questions?"

"Just to confirm that you hate how much your partner cares for you."

"Excuse me?" Glaring at the old man, Shuji clenches his jaw. "Care to repeat that?"

"You hate that they care for you," he repeats with no trace of fear. "You hate coming back home from a dangerous job to someone who worries over you because of it."

And this is why you should never talk to strangers. Good-for-nothing dumbasses.

"I'm out of here." He stands from his seat and flips the old man off. "I'm not gonna listen to some old geezer who thinks he's all-knowing just 'cause he's lived longer than I have."

"You're really going to go back home even angrier than you were before? Your partner doesn't deserve that, kid."

"The hell do you know?"

"That you're an idiot!" At that, Shuji turns around, menacingly walking towards the man. Still, he continues to push, not afraid of what the kid could do to him. "You honestly think that just 'cause they worry over what time you get back home, they're trying to change who you are? What kind of logic is that?"

How much trouble can Shuji get in for punching an elderly man?

"If you don't like that they're nice to you, do them a favor and leave." Shuji's eyes widen一leave? "If it bothers you that they care too much because of the extremity of your job, without asking you to give it up, then you don't deserve them."

Shuji's the quietest he's ever been since meeting the old man. Too stunned to say anything. He doesn't want to leave you. That's not it at all; he just can't with your doting nature. You care too damn much it makes him feel bad for involving himself with someone as good as you. And the old man's right, he doesn't deserve someone like you.

"Look, kid," he sighs. "There’s this thing called boundaries. If you don’t want them to dote on you so much, talk to them about it and work from there. Don’t keep it to yourself and blow up on them for doing what comes naturally to them. And don't put all of the blame on them either."

He lets out a sigh; that's all he's been doing all night—blaming you for being yourself. "I'm an idiot," he says to the sky. Of course, he's a lot worse, but 'idiot' seems to be the word of the day for him.

The man nods his head, not that Shuji can see, and rubs his hands. "You are an idiot, but it takes one to know one. Don’t lose someone who truly loves you for who you are over something like that. Don’t make the same mistakes I have."

Shuji's got a lot of talking and apologizing to do with you when he gets home.

"Take your time walking back, kid." The old man stands from the bench and heads towards the opposite direction of where Shuji's going. "Think about what you're going to say before you barge in and confuse the poor thing."

You don't even know what your boyfriend's been up to, much less what he's been so pissy about.

The man waves and goes about his merry way. Shuji's not a nice enough person to thank him for the unsolicited advice, but his words stay fresh in his mind.

He'll do what the old man on the bench advised him to do.

a/n: if anyone clowns me for writing this i’m deactivating and never returning! i’m not sure how i feel about it tho :/ i feel like i made the characterization so ugly. please tell me your thoughts cuz i’d really love to write for tokrev :) likes/comments/reblogs are welcome and appreciated <33

[hwanchaesong]

ATEEZ as the boys that I liked before:

A/N: This is based on my real life experiences lol, and I am genuinely surprised that I am still friends with them lmao

Hongjoong:

he is that one guy that was seated right next to you

quiet and unapproachable at first because he has this eternal scowl on his face

is actually really sweet and nice

can be sassy at times tho

an academic achiever and takes all school activities seriously

part of the school's student council

shares food with you and vice versa

let's you copy his homeworks

motivates you to do your works and for you to stop procrastinating

congratulates you in your achievements

shoos people away when you sleep so no one can disturb you

is good at words

likes to writes poems and song lyrics

sent you lyrics all the time and you two work on its melody

you get along so well because of your same taste in music

can't help but have a crush on him when you are in a group together because of how considerate and hardworking he is

cares about fashion way too much

he even comments about your own style

gives you photos of outfits that you should try

never really dates and that draws the line

you cry just a little bit when he admitted years later that he liked you for months

Seonghwa:

that one handsome, tall, sweet, but kinda dumb guy that you always see in the hallways

he always runs his hand on his hair

big sweet eyes that can turn into seductive slits in seconds

smiles that make the sun's shine irrelevant

deep voice deep voice deep voice

you see him in the cafeteria as well and one of the few people who actually cleans the table before leaving

you met each other through a mutual friend *ehem Hongjoong ehem*

really nice and will do every favor that you ask him to do

only person who follows the cleaning day

is good at cooking and the only boy allowed to get close to the stove during home economics

secretly puts food in your bag when you're not looking

but who's he kidding? you know it's him because when you brag about the food, he's the only one not surprised lol *he actually looks smug about it*

really popular for his looks

heartthrob of the school

flirts with people but gets embarrassed afterwards

hugs people as a way to greet them

joins pageants and wins them

gave you a keychain as a gift and you still keep it until now (a hello kitty keychain mind you)

got a girlfriend and that's when you backed off

you cry again when he told you that he thought you like someone else that's why he stopped pursuing you

Yunho:

A tall ass puppy like guy with broad shoulders

bumped into him and that is when you met each other

you literally fell on your ass because of how sturdy he is

part of the school's basketball team

also part of the school's volleyball team

basically a sports jock

really talented as well (he can dance, sing, you name it)

sucks at cooking tho, one home economics kitchen session and he is never allowed to get close to the stove ever again

observes you a lot, like he knows what you're feeling or if you got a new haircut

compliments you a lot

called you a 'blessing' and an 'angel' so many times

whenever you cry, he's always there

and he gives you hugs afterwards

really goofy and always try his best to make you smile

got jealous once when you rejected the food he's offering you, but accepted your other friend's offering (it's literally the same food)

in your defense, your other friend fed you and that's what you like because you don't want to get your hands dirty

got mad at him once and he made it up to you using food

send you memes

another one that is in currently in a relationship

never confessed to you but his friends tell you that he really did like you before. it's just that he thought you're to good for him

Yeosang:

another one with visuals that is just out of this world

girls and boys admire him

kinda shy and mostly quiet

but when he's in the mood, oh boy, you're in for a ride

great at math, so you can ask him to teach you if you didn't understand shit during the discussion

extremely intelligent

that one student that the school deploys for academic contests

joins pageants, wins it as well

became the president of the school's student council at one point

is actually a techie

he taught you a lot of things about editing and all that fiasco

another one that's house is close to school

you record music and play games in his house

you actually went there once and slept in his bed

got drunk on his 21st birthday and called you at like 3 am

you took care of him even if he's miles away from you (by telling him what to do on the phone)

you two actually confessed to each other but remained as friends, not really wanting to date

managed to stay contact with him and remain friends even after you both went your separate ways in college

he tells you everything about his life in his new school (even his love life)

San:

a guy from your college university

you didn't really know when and how you became friends

he just messaged you out of nowhere and you replied

when you saw him in person you wanted to slap yourself

because how on earth you never saw or noticed him at your school

handsome, he looks intense but when he smiles, your heart goes boom

asking him if you can poke his dimples (he agreed and now you always do it)

always makes you laugh

you learned that he is a great dancer and you ask him to teach you some moves

"you hate her/him? okay, I hate her/him too" vibes

a lot of girls gave you shit because you're friends with him

when he learned of that, he became overprotective of you

you got over your little crush on him after some time

you tell each other juicy gossips and judge other people occasionally lol

you are his personal grammar checker

send you photos of his new haircut or new outfit

asks your opinion about anything

sends you memes (2)

still friends with him and you occasionally play online games with him

Mingi:

the childhood friend slash crush(ed)

you're taller than him when you were young

then he grew like a beanstalk

same school since elementary until college

fetches you from your home whenever there's a school event and you will go there together

when you have things to do at school until dark, he will wait for you so you could go home together

dozing off in his shoulders and him holding your head so it would't fall or move too much

you have this interest in a particular anime and he updates you regarding that

tells you lame dad jokes and you laugh because of his awkward laugh or smile

knows the foods you love by heart and orders them for you whenever you go out

eats your leftover foods

you are his personal diary

he is a good listener

knows the right words to comfort and motivate you

can be savage at times

sends you memes (3)

does errands and favors that you ask

he got a driver's license and now you got your own chaffeur

he pays for your food or fare sometimes

looks like a weirdo but is actually intelligent

you see him as a brother and he sees you as his sister

people ask you if you're dating

"hell no, it's like dating your brother and that's disgusting"

he has a girlfriend now and you can't be any happier for him

best male friend awardee

Wooyoung:

met him when you were in 11th grade

the two of you were classmates

he approached you first, automatically befriending you

is chill at first, really shy and quiet

when he's fully adopted to the environment tho, oh god

noisy, noisy, noisy, and noisy

actually went and removed his shirt in class one time because 'it's too hot'

hyperactive and he gets in your nerves sometimes

the sweetness that he showed you when you first met, poof, gone (he escorted you to your ride home in your first stage of friendship, but now he just tells you that you can do it on your own)

now he's savage af (still sweet to you sometimes tho)

asks you to help him in his academics

makes you laugh, he is your happy pill

you are his go to person when he wants to open up about something

you are the only person that he allows to see him cry

he just trusts you so much and vice versa

is actually a softie so you always do your best to preserve his happiness

you tell each other juicy gossips and judge other people occasionally (2)

couple anime jacket (it's basically haikyuu varsity jacket)

play-fights galore!

sends you memes (4)

actual representation of crush to bestfriend scenario

Jongho:

you were shipped with him without your knowledge

he didn't even like you and vice versa (as for your case, you didn't even know him)

you met each other through his friends

but your first conversation was when you sent him notes for the upcoming exams and he payed you back by doing a guitar cover of your favorite song

at that time tho, he likes someone else and is currently pining over the girl

you did develop a crush on him but it faded away after a week

then he told you that he actually had a crush on you as well (even if he already likes someone else)

you remained friends with him throughout the year

you learned his hobbies, dreams, and all about him

turns into a child infront of food

the two of you surprisingly became bestfriends

then your friendship with him became rocky because he's kinda insensitive and selfish

there was a time when you didn't talk with him for months

he tried reaching out for you but eh, you're busy (busy over San lmao)

then both of your feelings resurfaced during a school trip

you two coincidentally wore the same outfit (denim top, black pants, white rubber shoes)

your mutual friends giving you shit about 'couple outfit'

the two of you are together the whole time during the last stop of the trip, in the mall

he did everything just to be with you tbh, he improved his self and made sure that he won't hurt you anymore

ultimately dated each other and the relationship is going strong until now

you don't like him anymore, you love the hell out of him