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miyuhpapayuh · 1 year ago

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22. Vie

"Why do I have to drop you off? I really can't see?" Stevie pouts, pulling into the parking lot of the tattoo shop, simply named Tattz.

"Vie, I already told you that it's a surprise." Rod deadpans, "I'll only be a couple hours."

"Okay, fine." He unbuckles the seatbelt and leans over the middle console to give her a kiss, the frown still on her lips as he pulls away.

He chuckles. "C'mon, baby. Fix your face."

"Are you still getting it in the same place?" Her fingertips stroke his forearm.

"Nah, I want it on my neck." Her eyes widen.

"That's gonna hurt!"

"Eh, the pain is worth it, and you'll see why. I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you more." He pecks his lips again, before hopping out of the passenger seat and into the black and brick building.

Fixing her thigh-length dress in the mirror, she grabs her ringing cell off the counter.

"I'm on my way down, now..... yes, I'm wearing the dress, girl!....okay, coming!" Grabbing the pink, heart shaped purse that Rod bought her and slinging it over her shoulder, she drops her phone inside and grabs her sweater off the back of her chair.

Locking Rod's door with her key, she slides into the passenger seat of the black '89 Jeep Wrangler, squeals filling the car.

"I know I just saw you, but I missed you so much!" Tyler pulls Stevie into a hug.

"I missed you too, sis! Where we headed?"

"Let's see... we're gonna hit the mall, grab some food and go back to this poetry club, so you can check out that girl, again. She's super good and I heard she's doing a new piece, today!"

"How you know that?" Stevie asks as Tyler starts driving.

"You're not the only one who likes spoken word, my dear. There's this guy that performs every Wednesday. On top of him being foine, his pieces are really nice."

Stevie shakes her head. "You done made your move, yet?"

"Actually, no. Believe it or not, I'm nervous. But, anyway—"

"Huh? You're nervous?"

"Yes, Stevie. I'm capable of these feelings, apparently."

"Duh!, I just never thought I'd see the day. You like him."

"If you saw him, you'd see why!"

"Woah, he's that cute?"

"I believe the word I used was foine.," Stevie rolls her eyes as her best friend practically drools. "He's about six foot three... high yellow complexion... honey brown eyes.. always keeps a low-cut. Ugh! Those lips, Jesus."

"This is a sight.," Stevie laughs.

"So is he." Tyler dreamily sighs.

Hands full with shopping bags, Tyler and Stevie load up the trunk and sit in the backseat, chomping on the oversized slices of pepperoni pizza.

"Tito's is never gonna go outta business if we got anything to do with it!," Tyler exclaims, a mouth full of cheese.

"If you don't chew that cheese, before you choke.," Stevie laughs.

"Mm-mm!," she swallows her food., "so, what do you think Rod's getting?"

"I don't know and I'm mad that he practically sent me away!" She huffs. "It better be fucking fantastic."

"You're such a drama queen, bro." Tyler shakes her head.

"No. I just wanna see, that's all."

"And, you're going to! Just have patience."

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Heading into the cozy lounge, high off their asses, the pair sit close to the stage.

Casually taking in her surroundings, her eyes set on him. The smirk graces her lips, before she can help it.

Tyler would never immediately admit it to Stevie, but she found herself falling for this guy.

"Ima start calling you googly eyes.," Stevie mumbles, chin in hand to keep her face from hitting the marble surface of the table.

"Shut up!"

"Where is he?"

"Right over there," Tyler reaches across to turn her head in his direction, watching her brows raise. "See! I told you!"

"Oh my goodness. He's cuter than any boy you've ever liked or... ya know."

"I know! you think I should say something to him?"

"Well, you said you were nervous. I don't want you to get in front of him and start babbling like an idiot or anything— unless, he likes that sort of thing." Stevie cheeses.

"I'm not gonna babble. I'm quiet, when I'm high."

"Still, maybe let him approach you—"

"He probably doesn't even know I exist!"

"I bet you, he does."

"What's goin' on, everybody! How y'all doin' today?" The lovely presenter, whose name is Chad, according to Tyler, comes to the stage with his own microphone.

"Dude's a damn trip, ain't he?" Tyler laughs.

"Indeed. He told me and Rod that we were the best lookin' couple in here. Oh no, he spotted me!" She covers her face.

"Hey, ladies! I'm tellin' ya man, you up in here bein' shy!" Stevie laughs, waving him off.

"Aight, aight. Enough of that., y'all know I'm bringing your favorite to the stage! She's got a new piece and it's fiya! Give it up for Suga!" The crowd claps.

He steps off stage and the auburn curtains slowly draw back. The lights dim like usual, casting an already dewy Suga in a natural light, making her look otherworldly.

From the gold in her ears and around her neck, to her hourglass silhouette in the olive sweater dress, Stevie was glued to her seat, ready to hear every word.

"How y'all doin'?," the enchanted crowd whistles in response, making her laugh. "Now, I'm gonna let y'all in a little secret. I was a little nervous about this one, but since y'all are my favorites... I'll go ahead and give it to you. So, here's my newest piece, sweet tooth."

"Honey on my lips,

I can still taste you.

Your scent fresh in the air,

Covering me even when you leave.

I've got a craving for you,

Even at the worst times...

I can't help it,

You've got me hooked.

The feel,

The thrill.

Touch me...

Kiss me..

Taste me...

Feel me...

Whenever you want me,

Come get it. Take it.

You've got me spoiled."

Snaps of approval fill the air, much to her liking. Stevie claps, due to her overexcitement, making Tyler laugh and reach out for her hands.

"Bro, calm down!"

"What??, she's really good!" Stevie swats Tyler away.

"Thank you.," Stevie turns around to face Suga, herself. "Wow, you're prettier up close."

"Me?! Have you seen you??"

An infectious smile graces her face. "I'm Suga."

"I'm Stevie. Can I just say that I'm such a fan of yours!"

Tyler's engaged in their conversation, when she feels a presence near her. She turns her head, locking eyes with the man of her dreams.

"Hi.," his deep voice thuds through her chest, "can I steal you for a moment?"

"I don't think she'd mind." A chuckle leaves her lips, as he helps her down from her seat to the loveseat in the corner.

"I'm Chris. What's your name, beautiful?"

"Tyler., but, you can call me beautiful, too." A low laugh escapes him, giving her a glimpse of his pearly whites, sending her swooning.

"Has anybody ever told you how fine you are?" she asks as she tugs on her bottom lip, shamelessly ogling at him.

"I've heard it a few times."

"You have, huh?"

"Mhm. I like when you say it, though." Her brow lifts as he scoots closer to her.

"Oh, I gotta watch you.,"

"What I do?" He laughs.

"You're too smooth. I'd get in trouble with you."

"A little trouble ain't never hurt nobody, beautiful."

"...speaking of my friend," Stevie looks around, until she spots Tyler cozied up. "Oh, she's good."

"He'd been eyeing her, since he stepped foot in here. I'm glad he took my advice and made his move." Suga giggles, sipping on her cosmo.

"Really? My girl was so nervous to even speak to that man! And to think, she didn't even think he noticed her."

"We sound like a couple of matchmakers, huh?"

"We do! But, I wanted to ask you something."

"Ask away, doll."

"Okay, so poetry is basically my life and I've always dreamt of going up on stage and sharing it, but my nerves have always gotten the best of me. Then, you get up there and started talkin' about how nervous you were and I just need some advice." Stevie stresses.

"Well, since I was young, I've been performing my pieces in front of small crowds. The butterflies never really go away, but it stops being such a big deal, over time. You just gotta be confident in your work! It helps other people perceive you as a big deal."

"Ugh, I wish that kind of confidence came overnight."

"Don't we all!," Suga laughs., "but, I'd love to see some of your work! Maybe, I could help you out."

"I'd love that!"

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"Baby!, I'm home!" Stevie announces, slightly stumbling into the house with her shopping bags, feeling around on the wall for the light switch.

"I'm upstairs!," he yells back. Finding the switch, she sits her bags on the counter and carefully heads upstairs, finding him standing in the bathroom.

"Hey," she slides up behind him, wrapping her arms around his torso. "I missed you."

"I missed you, too. You high?" He asks, peeking down at her. She nods, the goofy grin plastered on her face.

"Can I see the tattoo, now?"

"I guess, I've made you wait long enough." He turns around and pulls the bandage back, watching her eyes light up at the bright red 'Vie' inked on the left side of his neck, in cursive.

"Oh my... you did not get my name tattooed on you!" She gawks at it, lightly tracing her fingers over his skin.

"Of course, I did!" He chuckles.

"What about the flames and all that other stuff?"

"Well, I was gonna do that.. but, it didn't feel right. You felt right. Babygirl, you're my everything. It's only right that I get to carry you everywhere I go."

"Wow," the dreamy look in her eyes makes him smile.

"Do you like it, vie?"

"I love it." She covers the tattoo back up, pulling him in for a kiss. His hands sneak towards the bottom of her dress, gripping her ass.

She laughs into the kiss, reaching back to swat his hands away, "stop!"

"Mm., you look pretty, and that ass is beggin' me to touch it." He pecks her lips, reaching for it again.

"Is it, really?" He nods, kissing her exposed shoulder. His kisses trail up her neck, sending tiny shocks through her body.

Sitting her on the high counter, he wraps his hand in her ponytail, slightly yanking it back, earning a sweet moan. Their lips find each others' in a heated panic.

The minute his hand inches up her thigh, she grips his wrist. He grunts. "what you doin'?"

"Slowing you down."

"Why?"

"Cause, I wanna take care of you." His hand slides between her legs, anyway, cupping her drenched heat. Her jaw goes slack.

"You can do that... I just wanna touch it." Pulling her wet panties to the side, his thumb rubs circles over her slick bud. Her breath gets caught in her chest.

Closing the space between them, Rod shoves his tongue into her mouth. Her wandering hands move to his sweats, palming his growing erection.

"Mmm.," she comes up for air, leaning into him, "let me taste you, baby."

Sinking onto the fluffy rug in his bathroom, she grips the hem of his sweats, slowly pulling them down, revealing his thick and heavy piece.

Her eyes trail up to his, giving a wink as her soft lips press against his veiny girth.

"Soft ass lips..," he mumbles before taking his own bottom one between his teeth, watching her mouth stretch around his length.

"Oh shit.." she starts off quick, bobbing her head up and down. One hand in between her legs and the other jerking him.

"Mm!, that fuckin' mouth." He grips the base of her ponytail, slowing her down. Removing her lips from him with a pop, her hand continues to work against him.

"Can't handle it, baby?" A giggle intertwined in her question.

"Put yo lips back on that dick, babygirl." Doing as she's told, her movements slower and more passion-filled.

"Just like that...," the gravel in his voice sending a chill through her, while she attacks her clit with the slippery pads of her fingers.

"Shit... Ima cum..." she moans against him, suctioning her cheeks. His grip on her hair tightens as he gyrates against her mouth.

"Oh fuckkkkk," he erupts, his eyes shut and mouth wide open. She sucks him up, not wasting a drop. Lazily sliding him out of her mouth, she repeatedly kisses the tip.

"Stop.. shit.," he hisses, pulling her up from the floor and bends her over the counter, facing the mirror.

"You finna get it."

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"Fuck, just like that!" Stevie moans.

Her arousal leaking down her long legs as Rod pounds into her from behind, ponytail in a tight grip.

"Shit.," he grunts, watching her ample ass clap against his thighs, the tip of his dick hitting the spot that makes her clamp down on him.

Her hands claw at the counter as her eyes stay glued to the mirror in front of them, transfixed by the dazed look on her face.

"Feels so good.... feels so!— ohhh shit!" She reaches a hand back to pull him closer, eyes rolling back as her weak spot is located.

"Right there!, ohhh fuuuuuck, right there!" Pressing her chest up against the cold counter, he thrusts into her with brute force, her jaw dropping.

Her nails dig into his skin as her thighs begin to tremble., "I'm gonna cum!" The sweet lilt in her voice making him twitch inside of her.

"Cum on this dick," his breath hitting the back of her neck, making her jump slightly.

"Keep fucking me!, don't stop fucking me!" She cries out, the knot in her belly growing by the second.

"I ain't stoppin', baby... cum on this dick.," he repeats, his tone turning her to mush. Her back caves in as her orgasm rips through her tiny frame.

"Ooh shit!, you fuck me so good." Her words slur as she forces herself back upright. He lowers his lips to her ear and stares at her through the mirror.

"This my pussy.,"

"Yessss, it's your pussy, babyyy!" She moans through gritted teeth.

"Mmnh," Rod grunts, "takin' this dick like a champ today, huh?" She nods.

"I feel it in my chest, daddy." Her eyes shut tightly as a wave of pleasure jolts through her. The angle he's fucking her at, becoming too much for her.

"You got it, baby. Gimme one more."

"Uh! Fuck me!" Her brows knit together. The faces she makes send a chill up his spine.

"Shit... yo high, pretty ass... takin' this dick like daddy taught you.." he teases, gripping her ass.

"I'm gonna cum!"

"I'm right here... let it go.," their peaks hit, simultaneously.

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Reconstructing her ponytail the best she can, Stevie heads downstairs and joins a high Rod in the kitchen.

"There she is!," his goofy grin makes her laugh.

"I've got some exciting news."

"Oh yeah? Lay it on me." She sits on the stool and twists back and forth.

"I met that girl, Suga today!," his brows raise in excitement for her, waiting for her to continue. "I know! She's super sweet and she offered to help me overcome my stage fright!"

"So, you might be gettin' on that stage, sooner than you think! That's amazing, baby."

"I'm really excited!" She cheeses.

"I know, you are. Whenever that day comes, I'll be right there."

"I appreciate you, babe. How's work?" He sighs.

"Lee's about to break my back with these responsibilities, but if I wanna be manager, I gotta be ready for 'em."

"What's he got you doing?"

"I gotta close up shop, every day, now. There's a specific way that he organizes everything and I've gotta follow suit— that one works in my favor, because I'm OCD about stuff like that, too."

"Don't I know it. You had a fit, when I moved your towels around!," he waves her off, laughing.

"Hush, girl."

"Okay, okay." She holds her hands up.

"I'm just gonna have a lot on my plate, soon."

"Well, I'll be here to brighten up your day in any way I can."

"I appreciate it, babygirl. How's it been, back at the house?"

Stevie decided to go back home for a couple days, after Rod installed a new security system for her, calming her nerves a bit.

"Well, the first night was fine, cause Tyler was home. The next couple were rough, though. I felt like a baby, cause I kept my lamp and tv on all night.," she frowns.

"Aw," he rounds the counter and wraps his arms around her. "You're my baby."

She sucks her teeth., "shut up!,"

"I'm joking, babygirl. You want me to go back to the house with you?"

"I'd rather just stay here. I like your bed, more than my own." She laughs.

"It's that therapedic mattress, ain't it?"

"That, and the cutie that it belongs to." She kisses the arm that's draped over her chest. He chuckles, spinning her around to face him.

"Guess who's gotta meet with Mr. Big stuff, tomorrow?"

"You're so corny," she laughs, "are you gonna be nice?"

"I'm always nice, Alaina. As long as he doesn't start anything, we'll be cool."

She rolls her eyes. "Yeah, we'll see."

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Knocking on the green screened door, the pair hold their sweets, securely; Stevie with a pound cake and Rod with a cherry pie.

Viv opens the door with a bright smile on her face. "Oh, my babies! You made it!" She kisses their cheeks and pulls them inside and into the kitchen.

"You can sit those down, right there.," she points to a clearer spot on her counter. "How have you two been?"

"We've been great, ma. How you been?" Rod asks, his eyes wandering.

"I've been lovely. David's looking for you, as a matter of fact."

"Word?, where he at?"

"Out in the backyard, talking to your aunts."

"Cool, cool. Stevie, come on. Let me introduce you to my people." She gladly takes his hand as he leads her outside.

"Hey, baby!"

"Aw, you're so handsome!"

"Spitting image of his mama, ain't he?!" His aunts greet him in the same that Stevie's family did her, making her laugh to herself.

Briefly releasing her hand to hug and kiss them, he grabs it again to introduce her.

"Aight, aight," he laughs, "this is my girlfriend, Stevie."

"You're so beautiful, darling," aunt Monica pulls her into a hug, which she accepts.

"Thank you!, it's nice to meet you."

"You too, sweetheart."

"I'm Angie, it's nice to meet you." Another hug as the scent of vanilla hits her nose.

"You too, you smell good!"

"Thanks! I make my own perfume."

"She'd brag about it to everybody if she could., I'm Jessie. It's a pleasure to meet you." One more hug.

"You, as well. Wow, the genes in this family are strong."

"We get that a lot!" They all laugh.

"So, how long have you two been together?" Monica asks.

"Seven months." Stevie says.

"Going on eight, pretty soon." Rod adds, pulling her into his side.

"Oh, wow! A year, soon! You two are just the cutest! Aren't they??" Jessie rambles.

"They really are." David comes through the back door. "Hello, ladies."

"Hi, David," they reply in unison, making Rod suck his teeth.

"How you doin', man?" He addresses Rod.

"I'm straight. I need to talk to you."

"Aight. Let's go talk, then." David leads the way. Rod almost gets away, until Stevie pulls him back.

"Be nice," she pleads, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Cut that out. I'm the definition of nice." He repeats her gesture, adding a kiss on her nose, before disappearing.

"That boy's a card, yeah?" Viv joins them outside.

"If that ain't the word for him, I don't know what is. I just hope he don't go out there, actin' a fool."

"Big man like David'll knock him down to size," they both laugh.

"Does he not like him?" Angie asks.

"No." Stevie and Viv quickly answer.

"Why?? David's a good guy." Monica says, waving her cigarette clad hand in the air.

"Rod isn't used to me being with anybody, so the adjustment is just taking longer. I hope he'll grow out of that, soon." Viv frowns.

"Well, that's what this talk is supposed to do." Stevie explains. "Hopefully the tension gets resolved and Rod can see that David isn't a bad guy."

"So, what did you wanna talk about, son?" David asks, sitting on one side of the picnic table.

"Ima just cut right to it. You being with my mom don't sit right with me. I'm sure you're good to her, and I hope you are for your sake... but, I don't wanna see her get hurt." He cracks his knuckles underneath the table.

"Sounded like a threat," David laughs.

"Promise." Rod corrects.

"Okay, okay. There's no need for that. I'm not here to hurt ya mom. We've been friends for a very long time. You're not the only one that hated seeing her go through the shit your father put her through." David explains. "She deserved and still deserves better than that., you and I both know that." Rod lifts his eyebrows in agreement.

"True."

"I'm not gonna hurt her. She's far too special to me. I promise." Searching his face for untruths, Rod comes up empty handed.

"I'll lay off you... for now," it takes a minute for him to crack a smile, letting David know that it was okay to laugh.

“I guess you're not a bad dude."

"I'll take it." They stood up from the table, "glad we could solve this like adults." He pats Rod's shoulder.

"Not gonna lie, my initial instinct was to fight. But ma raised me better than that, and Stevie would've literally killed me." Rod chuckles as they head back towards the the small crowd.

"They don't play."

"No, they do not!"

“Now, let's talk about this tattoo I'm seein’, peekin’ from underneath your collar, son.” Viv grills as soon as he's back in her grasp.

“Ah, come on ma. You don't like it?”

“If you like it, that's all that matters chy.”

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mingiisfine · 2 years ago

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This is a smut of Soobin from TXT stream “Sugar rush ride”

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: best friends to lovers, choking, unprotected sex(𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝘀) nicknames: 𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, Cum play, After care,Dom!Soobin Sub!Reader 𝘌𝘕𝘑𝘖𝘠!!.

I was at Soobin’s house, my best friend since birth we even bathe together yeh we close like dat anyways I was at his house watching a movie wit him, he went the bathroom so here’s the deal I have a big crush on him like look at him, he is FOINE sorry anyways I want to be bold today a pull a move but I’m scared but here goes nothing oop he’s back.

“ Hey Y/n I brought back popcorn..and yes I washed ma hands” He said chuckling he knows when he comes back from the bathroom I always ask him did he wash his hands.

“Good cuz one I was hungry and two I was goin to ask…um I need to use the bathroom…please tell me you didn’t make it stink” I said scrunching up my nose just the thought.

“ Ew no I didn’t and hurry up before I play without you” He said.

“Okay okay clam down” I said I don’t like being rush I didn’t rush him anyways I went on my merry way to the bathroom.

<𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘉𝘈𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘖𝘖𝘔>

Okay Y/n you got this just put ur hand on his thigh that’s it okay you got this girl.

<𝘉𝘈𝘊𝘒 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘙𝘖𝘖𝘔>

I come back to see an impatient Soobin on the couch.

“ Finally took you hundred years” Said Soobin.

“Shut up” I said rolling ma eyes.

<𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢��𝗜𝗘>

I put ma hand on Soobins thigh and saw him tense up and shift.

“ Umm Y/n what are you doing?”He asked him sounded like something was in his throat.

“Huh nothing” I said acting clueless.

“ Fuck this” I heard him mumble under his breathe.

He kissed me leaving me a shocked but I kissed back, I straddle him rocking back and forth moaning on how hard he was becoming, He leaned up pushing his back off the couch to kiss my neck on hand on my waist and the other on my neck, I have a choking kink (𝗠𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹) so I moaned he pick me up and walking towards his room laying me down on the bed now he is on top of me kissing me up and down going from my neck to the bottom of my stomach.

“~Aguh~ Soobin don’t tease please..I need you” I said wanting him not to tease me.

He smirked and pulled my pants down along with my underwear licking my pussy and it felt sooo good like heaven down there it was good.

“Ugh faster please Soobin” I said while moaning.

“Ur wish is my comman” He said and when faster with his tongue than before, I felt a knot in my stomach.

“Soobin imma bout to cummm” I said.

“Not yet” He said, he stop licking me and stood up taking off his pants and boxer and BOI was he big, his lined himself with my entrance and than he pushed himself into me and waited for me and I nod he thrusted himself, It felt so good and make 10x better his hand was on my neck.

“Ah shit you feel so good 𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆…god” He groaned put his head in the cork of my neck, going faster.

“Ah-ah fuck Soonbinne imma bout to cum” I said.

“Me too let’s cum together” He said sweating, I nodded and we came together, He looked down and seen cum dripping from my pussy.

I pushed him down this time on top of him and since his pants and boxers were already off I just went too his dick a sucked him off and I didn’t have a gag reflex how? Idk but he was a moaning mess.

“F-fuck right there love do-don’t stop please baby don’t please” He said begging for me not to stop which I wasn’t planning on doing.

In a few more sucks he came in my mouth, “ Open” He said, and I listened and open my mouth so he could see his cum in my mouth, “Swallow ” He said and I swallow and open my mouth he could see, he picked me up and took me to the bathroom and ran a bath and put me and himself into the bath and now we are bathing together.

“Umm Y/n I liked you for a while will you be my girlfriend?” He said shy scared that I might reject him

“Yes I would love to be ur girlfriend Soobin” I said smiling he couldn’t see he could only see my back, when we was done we dried up and when to sleep.

𝗜 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟𝗦 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗧 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗫𝗧 𝗠𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗕𝗬𝗘♡

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daisyvisions · 1 year ago

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i'd like to know which sangyeon hair colour is your fav 👀 personally black hair sangyeon lives in my head rent free bcs ugggh like he looks so damn fine especially throughout the b-zone tour last year???? 🥵🥵🥵 (but his silver hair during roar promotions comes close too i guess 🫠🫠🫠)

FINALLY someone who asked me this (yes I did wait for someone to lol) because I have only one thing to say:

BLACK HAIRED SANGYEON SUPREMACY 🧎🏻‍♀️

please have y'all seen the concert pics from last year AND the recent kcon in Japan? holy shit he's so. fucking. daddy. please that sounds cringe but you get what I mean 😭 no other hair color will top the black hair for me.

Sangyeon is so damn foine with the black hair esp so fucking sexy when it's pushed back (cue Regina George meme) 😩 the black hair has me on all fours it makes him look even more mega-ultra-DILF-pussy-destoyer-i'll-give-you-many-children-woof-woof-🥵-practically-sCREAMING™️ ugh the things I'd do to have him keep that black hair for as long as he can ksndfjksdnf 😮‍💨

2nd in line is his hair color in his generation z video or any color in the brown spectrum honestly. at the very most I love the reddish hair from maverick too ksdfndsjnf

now... dark blue haired sangyeon? 👀 I have yet to see....

#anon you broke me #thank you

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singeramg · 5 years ago

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Finding Forever: Chapter 1

Pairing: Henry Cavill/Black Original Character

Rating: Explict/ M/ Whatever...will be smut later on.

Warnings: Cursing, eventual smut, some angst, more tags to come as we get into this.

Summary: Aura Camilla an actress who has just landed her first lead role opposite Henry Cavill. This story follows her as she tries to navigate her fast developing feelings for her costar.

A/N: Welcome everyone, so this is my first time attempting to write anything involving Henry Cavill, so y'all bare with me and be nice (Please) Also blame The Witcher for this sudden interest. . I hope you guys will like it and I promise it will get better as we go along. I don’t have any idea of how long this will be. I welcome comments and suggestions.

Chapter 1: All this Love

“I have everything I need ummm....I think.”

I said to my best friend Mia who was laying across my bed, her hair a black/ white/grey ombré dreads that reached the middle of her back of her chestnut frame. She was mindless playing with one of the furry ivory pillows I had on my bed.

“Well Aura considering you’ve packed and repacked that bag several times I highly doubt you forgot anything. Shit I’m quite sure you’ve packed the entirety of your room.”

She said with a smirk, then went back to scrolling on her phone. I laughed, flipping her off, and zipping my bag closed.

“Are you ready to drive me to the airport?”

“The real question is are you ready to go?”

She said getting up from my bed and sliding into her shoes.

“Come bring your ass on...”

I said with a laugh, hauling my suitcase off of bed and out of my room in our shared apartment...

⭐️***

To say I was nervous was an understatement. I had just checked into my room on location for the movie I had just landed. I had done some parts in television and movies, supporting characters. This would be the first time I played a lead, it was a romantic comedy. All set around a neurotic late 20 something named Anya Novak that spent her life doing everything for everyone else but never going after what she wants. Her job merges with another and in enters the new guy Carson Wyatt who rubs her the wrong way when they first meet and even more so when she figures out he is her new neighbor.

I could handle the role, I was certain of that but I was nervous because I hadn’t met anyone from the cast yet. The filming schedule was coming off the heels of filming a big movie for not only the directors but for my co-star Henry Cavill. I had been surprised when they said he would be joining the cast as this type of movie didn’t seem like his type that he would be in. It had very little action and a lot of comedic timing. I was nervous that he and I would not get along at all and make this filming unbearable. We were due to start filming in a day or so but tonight we were set to all meet and have dinner.

I unpacked my clothes and now found myself standing in front of my closet much like I would at home, except now I didn’t have Mia to help me choose. I would settle for FaceTime.

“ It’s Mia the Mua of your dreams.”

“Yeah my nightmares too. Best friend I need help and I need it fast. Cast dinner in two hours with no clue and what to put on out of all the shit you packed me to wear.”

“Where is the dinner?”

“ Small gastropub, nothing too fancy but I want to make a good impression.”

“Yeah maybe on that foine ass co-star of yours.”

“Mi let’s not go there.”

“You need to let him go there with your uptight ass. Been moving around here for months, working too hard with no play. Especially since Jamal.”

“Ugh, god you said the name. I thought we agreed that name was dead.”

“ I agreed not to beat his ass for that shit he pulled, but that’s all. Now onto what you called for. Dark wash jeans, white and black sheer top, black heels. Light on the makeup, soft curls on the hair.”

“Remind me again why you couldn’t come with me.”

“I might style you in my free time but unlike you my jetsetting darling I still have to deal with my lazy ass ultra extra Ulta manager. At least until you need me full time.”

“But I do this is the problem. I told you to get on the plane with me but no. You didn’t.”

“I’m working on it, you know my manager asked me to hold off on my leave until she came back from vacation. Look don’t worry about me I’ll be there is two weeks you can survive two weeks before I arrive, just get dressed, go make some friends, and relax because I know you are freaking out and doing yourself a disservice. Remember our saying...”

“Beautiful is who you are not what you are.”

Mia and I repeated at the same time as we had since middle school. In a school where the people didn’t look like us with Mia’s cinnamon tone and my sienna color paired with braids and thick dark hair, didn’t make us popular in a world of blonde hair and blue eyes. We made due as we got older, at 25 we kept that motto as a reminder to love ourselves no matter what.

“Aura go out there and make those people love as much as I do.”

I sniffed back a few tears and felt grateful for the type of friend I had.

“Thank you Mia.”

“Always. Now I gotta go. I was supposed to be at work ten minutes ago.”

We laughed and hung up...

⭐️Later

I dressed in what Mia said to put on, stepping from the cab, grateful for us filming in the springtime in Canada, despite the nighttime, the air was moderate. The restaurant was lit in a dim light but bright enough to see the faces. I stepped in and the hostess upon hearing the name of the party I was with smile brightened up and walked me to a secluded room to the back of the restaurant. As soon as I entered the directors Marshall and Anne a married couple for whom this was a passion project. We instantly clicked during my audition and subsequent talking they were really nice to me.

“Aura! I’m glad you made it!”

Anne said standing and pulling me into hug, Marshall following shortly after.

“Yes please come in, have a seat. There’s an open seat left next to Henry.”

I smiled and looked to the room where all the men stood on my arrival as custom dictated, and my eyes landed on the 6’1 dark haired gentleman I had been anxious to meet. Marshall walked me to the other side of the table where Henry was standing.

“Henry meet your co-star Aura Camilla. Aura please meet Henry Cavill.”

He had a look on his face that I honestly couldn’t place, but once Marshall made introductions a wide grin broke across his face, and he offered a hand out to me. I took it and we shook, with him seeming to stare at my face my hazel eyes locking with his blue.

“Pleasure to meet you Henry. Big fan of your work.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you as well Aura. I’m excited to be working with you as well.”

It was then that I guess he realized he was still holding my hand and he let go quickly only to pull out my chair, nervously, actually tripping over the edge of the chair slightly but not falling. The cool persona he had to world, out the window for a split moment, but that was okay because I liked it...

*The next day*

I was sitting in the make-up artist chair, as they worked to make me look as scripted for our first scene. I was going over my lines when I heard the door to the trailer opened and closed, the next to me groaning under the new weight in it. I smiled when I realized who was now occupying the chair.

“Good morning Aura. Sleep well I hope?”

Henry looked fresh, wearing sweatpants and a black zipped-up hoodie. No product in his hair, and freshly shaved as opposed to the light stubble he sported yesterday night. Honestly we got along really well, which was a relief in terms of working. We actually vibed during our talking last night. He was a breath of fresh air in this industry to have a conversation with a man who wasn’t talking to my boobs. We just laughed and joked most of the night, leaving off with him agreeing to help me out in the gym, I also think I left feeling like my soft admiration for a man I didn’t know to a man I kinda knew to a real world potential crush that could crush me and I wasn’t sure I was ready for it.

So now here I was sitting next to a man that I was attracted to. I could smell the trouble brewing.

“Yes, I did. It’s always a little difficult getting used to sleeping in a bed that’s not my own.”

“I have the same problem. Takes me a few days to adjust to the time change and a different bed. I am usually up all night until then despite being tired from a long day. I find that working out helps me get back on track, if not watch some television.”

“Yeah I’m more the type to watch TV or a movie and I’m out like a light. Thank god we don’t have a super early call time for the first couple of weeks.”

“You ready to go out there and hate my guts on screen?”

“Sure, as long as you are ready to hate mine.”

“I am going to have to put my acting skills to the test. This would be easier if you were a horrible person.”

“Excuse me for not being a drag on your life Cavill. I think this would be easier for me too if you hadn’t endeared me to your dog and told me about your terrible bullying experience. I can’t actually hate you now.”

We laughed along with those in the trailer and as I was ushered into wardrobe I had to cut off those butterflies in my stomach and focus on doing my job....

A/n: So tell me what you think? If you want to read more let me know. Thank you for taking the time to read this little piece of crap I managed lol

#henry cavill #henry cavill x ofc #henry cavill x black ofc #henry cavill fanfic #fanfiction

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anonil88 · 5 years ago

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TLW Gen Q episode 5

Spoilers ahead

Shane's happy trail 😍

Ugh sleepy wakeup sex

God her wife is so damn foine.....oh shit daddy shane anyone?

See this is exactly what i would be super cool with between me and one of my future partners

Damnnnnn Shane met her whole match whew slowed her track running ass all the way down

Aww she feels guilty 😭

Clear the sex smell, clear it and oh fuck.

Angie, be a good friend please. Yay.

Ooo Angel Olsen is my shit

Oh wow shes a former alcoholic bartender, that has to be fucking rough

Aww tess is gonna help our little bb

She's hot, I would have had sex with her too.

Personalized calls are such a good touch.

Awwww Shane's lil southern accent.

❤ I love these 2 I want them to get married and live happily ever. As little drama as possible.

Are you fucking kidding me...fuck him

Jaime's eyes are so fucking gorgeous what the hell

This is a conversation that needs to be had. Also healthy polyamory can be a whole ass thing, ooo this is a very good conversation. I love Alice being supportive, which we knew she would be, and a healthy partner. Alice no lie probably has explored polyamory a few times.

Dani's dad is a dickhole also this probably should not be held on the largely public company stairs.

Tess please go off on Shane or stay mad because someone has to be.

Finley is an non-accountable alcoholic I don't think that her running the bar is a good idea at all. Her boo has it right she needs to figure shit out especially without alcohol. She is not ready to be in the serious ass relationship that her pastor bae wants.

Imagine if someone had done that shit to Shane when she was young. Wow so all she got his her dad and he's not even there really. Shit.

Sophie sweetie this is not the time.

Oh so she really does give a fuck about Lena. Nooo no 😩

Nigga y'all only been dating for like a month maybe 2 months tops and you are all over the fucking place. How are you in love? Don't you dare try to force that boy into saying he loves you, take it slow.

Wait what how did we go from love to sex? Can I just sat I don't like how they are writing these two like at all. Yes they shoot them beautiful and I like the conversations about sex, showing a trans man in a healthy sexual relationship. But, I am would like the writing to be better.

At least she is a fun tipsy person right. Finley really didn't even try to stop her. Ugh no this is going to end very badly. I feel like Shane is gonna fire her and that pisses me off.

GO AWAY Leslie, you want this woman to lie to her child when you are still with your husband. The ink isn't even dry or on those divorce papers. 👏 Bette

Ayy healthy polyamory and boundaries yes. Communi-fucking-cation is a beautiful thing.

Everyone processes things differently and that is okay, as long as you talk about it after.

Pleasedon'tfuckPleasedon'tfuckPleasedon'tfuckPleasedon'tfuckPleasedon'tfuckPleasedon'tfuckPleasedon'tfuckPleasedon'tfuck

Bette is about to turn into Mama B 😭. Adopt a gay Bette, she been there too. Unfortunately her dad was a dbag too.

Can Shane and Chiara make out again? I'm just trying to see something. 👀

Awww yay this is so gay and wholesome and I love it.

OMFG COMPERSION ITS BEAUTIFUL.

I love how they all are taking a million photos, they are such good aunts and uncles.

Ayyy Shane said sniff sniff I smell another gay is in the family. (I called this though like episode one which is cute) Shane is a great uncle.

Ooo drunk Tess and Finn is funny af but also I do not need a drunk relationship to start like I really really don't. I pray this ends up as just a one night stand kind of deal. Finley is not really the best thing for Tess's sobriety at all.

Shit I actually think Bette is in the right here but that is not how everyone else will see this.

Preview thoughts: I think Alice and Gigi are cute and Alice's gf should also look at how cute they are. Shane's teaching Angie to drive! Oh Fuck. Yaknow what Fin maybe go work on your issues and then try at these relationships. Don't break my new moms up please 😭

#the l word lb #the l word spoilers #the l word generation q #the l word #the l word liveblog #tlw lb #tlw gen q

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"Well, if that's going to be your attitude then I'm not giving it back," I sneered.

"Sure an oi'm sorry, boyo," Estvan whimpered. "But oi NEED me stick. Please give it back."

"It's a nice stick," I mused. "I'm starting to like it. I think I might just keep it for myself."

"NO! Ye can't do that at all, at all," Estvan gekkered feebly. "Please oh please boyo, give it back. Oi'll waste away an doie without it. Come on now, sure an if ye give it back oi'll teach ye the Saint Reynard Course o' Dynamic Japes!"

"Self defense, already I am teaching him," Sam interjected.

"The Saint Reynard Course is boy no means self-defense," Estvan protested. "But sure it's cram packed with all the voital skills an elf o' distinction would need! Are ye toired o' lettin' lowfolk boss ye around? Oi can show ye -"

"If you want your shillelagh back, you have to promise not to hit me," I demanded.

"Sure lad, sure, oi won't hit ye," Estvan groveled. "Just give me back me wee shillelagh."

"You have to SWEAR it," I insisted.

"Oi just told ye oi wouldn't hit ye," Estvan growled, giving me a dark look. "Elves do not loye, boyo, or would ye be afther doubtin' me word?"

"You have to SWEAR that you won't hit me or otherwise harm me," I persisted. "Or you'll never touch this stick again."

"Swearin o' the oaths is un-elfly," he protested.

"Guess I just got me a fine new shillelagh then," I scoffed.

He glared at me for a long, uncomfortable minute. I could see anger and resentment in his eyes .. and behind them, something else .. pain? Fear?? I had never noticed how OLD Estvan was. I guess I had never really looked that closely at him before. The realization began to disturb me, a little. I crossed my arms and turned away, trying to play it cool.

"Foine," Estvan sighed. "You win. Oi swear before Fuma, by oak an' by thorn, that oi won't harm a hair on yer head -"

"That you won't harm ME in any way," I corrected.

"That oi won't harm ye in any way," he concluded with an even darker glower. "Are ye satisfoid?"

"That's binding," I said, as I handed Estvan's shillelagh back to him.

As soon as he touched it, his eyes brightened and his ears perked up. He grasped it with both hands and hauled himself to his feet.

"Everything that's happened," I said, cautiously. "It wasn't my fault."

"Sure, oi'm willin to believe twas all just a horrible accident," he shrugged wryly. "But me next question is, what is it yer plannin' to DO about it? How is it yer gonna make amends, boyo?"

"I haven't been idle since the disaster at Albric Tor," I stated proudly. "Remember how you saw the Duchess fleeing in such a panic that she didn't even notice you? Well, that was entirely due to my efforts. You see, what she was running from was a Shrub army which was coming for me, but I tricked them into attacking her and disrupting her operations in Percysthorpe."

"Sure an' would that be the same verdant army that surrounds yer prison roight now?" Estvan quipped, looking around. "A fleein' Duchess isn't exactly a defeated Duchess. Meanwhoile you, me lad, are trapped. Oi can't say as that's a foine job at all, at all."

"Look," I sighed. "Things were going well. I had some lowfolk lackeys and an almost foolproof strategy, but it all fell apart when I nipped back to Faerie to make some explosives, and experienced a teporal discrepancy which had me returning here a year after the battle was over! If I had been here to supervise, things would have gone a lot better! But as it was, no sooner had I turned around than my minions had gotten married and the forest had surrounded me! These time jumps are a problem! Is there any way to avoid them?"

"Sure, boyo," Estvan explained. "Just don't travel between worlds an' ye'll have no problem with 'em at all, at all."

I looked crestfallen at him while he snickered. "Seriously?"

"Aye, that's the foolproof method," he chuckled. "Sure there's another way, but it involves a bit o' math, an oi never had a head fer figures. An oye fer figures, sure, but that's an entoirely different subject." he added with a wink. "If ye must travel twixt worlds, it helps if ye Pook rather than usin' the Gates."

"Gentlemen," Sam interrupted as he held two steaming cups of tea out to Estvan and myself. "Glad to see I am that your disagreement you can overcome. Some tea, please have. Mend your wounds, it will."

I sipped the tea and almost gagged. "UGH! What is this?"

"Ham, all is," Sam intoned mystically.

"Soup, is what oi would have called it," Estvan opined as he savored the brew's salty, meaty taste.

"Drink up," Sam insisted. "All better, your boo-boos it will make. When healed you are, then time it will be to move past your past mistakes, and upon defeating your mutual enemies, your efforts focus."

"Have we a mutual enemy?" Estvan mused aloud.

"The Duchess, maybe," I suggested. "You seem to have an old grudge with her, and she's the one who gave me the Plague of Battles in the first place."

"Aye, but twasn't the Duchess that put me sweet Sofie up to the task o' trappin her dear old Papa in a tree at all, at all," Estvan muttered with a scowl.

"And it wasn't the Duchess who actually showed up to distract me and make me toss the vial of Plague onto the battlefield," I said, with a glare at my Ixies.

"It wasn't the Duchess who paid most of our contracts," Typantronn explained nervously. "The majority of our work at that time was from ..."

"VULPITANIANS," we all declared simultaneously.

"Enemies did I say?" Sam waffled. "Goals I meant! On achieving your mutual goals, time it is to focus!"

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Hey y’all, I could use a morale boost. Tumblr doesn’t count page views; the only stat I get to see is the number of likes .. so, for all I know there’s only three people reading this thing now, which doesn’t really justify the effort of updating it every week. If you’re enjoying the Ballad I would appreciate it if you’d let me know by clicking the little heart icon. It only takes a second and it doesn’t hurt at all, I promise!

#furry #elves #story #plot #adventure #tboay

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