#ANYWAY PLEASE TAKE THIS AND EAT IT I WORKED SOOO HARD ON IT.......

[luck-of-the-drawings]

IT COULD HAVE BEEN A DREAM YOU WOULDNT REMEMBER. NOW ITS A NIGHTMARE YOULL NEVER FORGET. 3 DIFFERENT SCENES!!! EACH MORE TERRIFYING THAN THE LAST. VERY PROUD OF WILLIAM, HE HAS A PLAN IN MIND AND HES ENACTING IT SO SO SO WELL! JUST AS LONG AS WILLIAM CAN TRUST WHO HES WORKING WITH, HE CAN DO ANYTHING! I DREW THIS ENTIRELY WITH PEN AND COLORED PENCIL. I FIXED MISTAKES BY GLUING PAPER OVER THINGS. YOU CAN PROBABLY SEE THAT. DID YOU KNOW THAT SOME PENS ARE SHINY IN A REALLY ANNOYING WAY THAT CATCHES THE LIGHT TERRIBLY. CLOSE UPS UNDER THE CUT. THIS TOOK WEEKS AND A MONTH LONG BREAK.

LOOK AT MY BLOOD LOOK AT MY BLOOD. I WAS WINGING THIS AND USING ALOT OF RLY SHITTY PENS. ITS THREE DIFFERENT SCENES. IF YOU KNOW EM YOU KNOW EM WELL.

[cheolhub]

TRY ME — CHOI SEUNGCHEOL ࿐

summary. you push your sweet boyfriend a little too far when you threaten to fuck his business partner at dinner. he decides to show both you and mingyu who you belong to.

wc. 4.3k

warnings. [PLEASE READ] established relationship. subby brat!reader, hard dom/brat tamer!cheol, car s2x. heavy degradation (use of bitch), sir kink, light choking, jealousy & possessiveness, dumb!fication, praise, heavy pet name use, unprotected s2x, edging, phone call w/ gyu during s2x, mentions of fucking mingyu several times (oops), male masturbation (mingyu is kind of a voyeur?), creamp!e — MINORS DNI 18+

note. mingyu is always at the scene of the crime, i fear. he kinda got fucked over in this tho, i apologize </3 i’ll make it up to him soon. ANYWAY @jeonghantis i love u, thank u for reading this over and being my biggest supporter 🩵

your feedback is sooo important to me, so comments and rbs are greatly appreciated <3333 mwah, enjoy :p

“did you have a good time acting like a needy little whore?” seungcheol grits, hands gripping the steering wheel of his car harshly. you can practically see the skin of his knuckles losing color thanks to the dim street lights shining through his car. 

you sigh, shrugging, “could’ve had more fun if you’d fucked me like i asked.” your words were nothing if not nonchalant. you kept a cool front, but he knew you were acting like this to purposefully push his buttons. 

“and you could’ve waited till we got home, but you’re incapable of being good, aren’t you?” you could tell he was getting angrier by the second. he wouldn’t look at you, the tips of his ears were burning red, and he was huffing out nearly every breath. “you just had to embarrass me in front of all of my colleagues?”

you laugh humorlessly, “i would barely consider that as embarrassing. besides, it’s not my fault you couldn’t handle it.”

he scoffs incredulously, finally turning his head to look at you. “handle what? your hand rubbing my dick at the dinner table or slobbering all over my business partner like some bitch in heat when i denied you?” his question makes you bite your lip because, of course, it’s rhetorical. he knows you well enough to recognize you were doing both for his undivided attention. 

you flash a smile at him and he shakes his head, averting his attention back to the road. admittedly, he loves it when you get like this, all bratty and overly confident– but, god, you could be such a piece of work. 

but you’re almost positive that you love his possessiveness more than he loves when you’re a brat. your usually-cute boyfriend can be so fucking sexy when he wants to be. 

“mingyu could’ve fucked me in the bathroom, cheollie, you didn’t need to make us all leave early ‘cus of that.” your lips turn down in a faux pout. “bet he would’ve had a blast and you would’ve gotten all your little clients to make deals with you– could’ve been a win for all of us, no?”

you speak with a substantial amount of confidence laced in your words that it has him throbbing in his slacks out of jealousy and anger and burning desire to make you eat your words. he’s just about had it, ready to pull over and fuck you on the roof of his car. “better shut that pretty little mouth of yours.” he spits. “i’m not fucking playing with you, baby.”

you giggle at the warning, stomach churning with excitement and ruined panties soaking further. “or what? gonna pull over? fuck me like you own me?” you tease, hands gripping the ends of your dress as you shift in the excruciating puddle you’re sitting in. 

“you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he holds back a groan, cock twitching because he knows he would. he’d honestly love to. he’d love to fuck you like you’re his little slut– make you cry and apologize for nearly ruining his night.

you shrug, “maybe… but i know you won’t though. maybe i should call gyu, i’m sure he’d fuck me anywhere i wanted. i mean, did you see him? he was so ready to just take me on the table in front of everyone when i asked him.” you feign sadness with a sigh and frown. “you’d never do that– you’re so cruel sometimes, cheollie.”

“mingyu couldn’t handle you.”

“so? it’s obvious you can’t either…” you lie because you know damn well it was you who couldn’t handle seungcheol. not the other way around. “you proved that at dinner.”

he scoffs. “is that so?” you’ve finally set him off. so much so that he’s deterring from his original route home. instead, you notice that he’s pulling into the next deserted lot he sees and parking his car. 

he turns off the engine, snapping his head to see you under the harsh lamp post lighting with your pupils blown out and your thighs squeezed together. “get in the back.” he demands, voice hard and stern. 

you realize you have him right where you want him, yet you tease anyway. he always fucks you the best when you’re on your absolute worst behavior.

when you don’t move, sitting there staring at him with a small smile on your face and thighs rubbing together slightly, his voice drops an octave. “pretty girl, you better do what i said and get in the back. told you i’m not fucking playing around anymore.” 

you shiver, pussy flooding at his voice. you undo your seatbelt but you don’t move any further than that. you’re having a hard time keeping the bratty facade when all your body wants is to submit to him, but you get your next words out somehow. “make me.” you grin, eyes dark with lust and desire.

his jaw ticks at your reply, evidently unhappy with your lack of manners. surely, he didn’t hear you correctly so he cocks his head and utters out, “excuse me?”

you lean in over the center console, hand on his thigh much like it was a couple hours prior at the dinner table. “i said, make me.”

and he did. make you, that is. everything after that was a blur that had your head spinning– you remember some things like how he wrapped his large hand around your throat and how he practically forced you into the backseat as you smiled cheekily at him. you remember how he pressed his lips to your ear while he had your face down and ass up, sweetly whispering ‘cherry’ against it to remind you of your safe word. you couldn’t forget how he ripped your favorite lace panties in half before pushing his fat cock into you.

now he’s fucking you stupid, slamming into you with brute force from behind with one hand holding your wrists against your back and the other on your head, pushing your hot face deeper into the more cool leather.

“this what you wanted? wanted me to be mean to you? wanted me to fuck you and treat you like some cheap whore?” he spits. “it is, isn’t it? pissing me off turns you on?”

you choke on a whine at his words and when you don’t give him a verbal response, he topples over you, drilling himself deeper into your tight cunt, hot breath fanning against your face. “i’m getting a bit tired of you not answering when i ask you a question, baby.” he growls and you swear your eyes roll back at his animalistic-like energy. 

“yes,” you get out, choked and breathy. 

he shakes his head, gritting, “yes what?”

“y-yes, sir… i wanted this.” you submit whimpering out your words as you’re on the brink of ecstasy. you even think you’re starting to drool on his seats, and cheol notices, of course, but he doesn’t have it in him to reprimand you. especially not when you look this fucked out all for him. 

he coos, lips brushing against the bare skin of your shoulder blade. “good girl,” he praises condescendingly. “so pretty when you’re being good f’me.”

cheol has learned, after months of being with you, that his cock always puts you back in your place. it always turns you into his sweetest, respectful, all-around good girl even though sometimes, like tonight, you don’t deserve it.

“and what about mingyu, hmm? what would he think if he saw you taking my cock like a slut in the backseat of my car?” his cock twitches at his own question because, yeah, he’d love for people to see you crying– drooling– for him and his dick. 

you can’t be bothered to think about mingyu when all you can think about is his cock filling you to the brim, hitting all the spots that make you weak. you moan out something incomprehensible about how you ‘don’t care,’ and how you ‘wanna cum.’  

seungcheol lets out an airy chuckle, head spinning from the way your gummy walls always hug him so tight. “no? you don’t wanna fuck him now?” 

“n-never did! just you!” you pant, clenching around him as you grow closer and closer with every thrust. 

an animalistic noise bubbles up in the back of his throat before he spits, “that’s ‘cuz you’re just my pretty little bitch, right?”

your eyes roll and your jaw goes slack as you try to nod your head in agreement. “god, yes. ‘m yours.”

“that’s right.” he lets out a soft moan when you tighten around him, “ is my baby close?” 

“yes! yes, sir, ‘m so close!” you sob, desperately pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. “gonna cum,” your warning makes cheol stop as he bites back a groan. 

“hold it.” he demands and when you let out a miserable cry, he simply shushes you. “‘m sorry, princess, but i can’t always give you what you want, especially not when you’ve been a slutty brat all night– you know that.” 

“‘m sorry! ‘m so so so sorry. please keep fucking me. please, please let me cum– i’ll do anything!” you desperately weep, tears free falling, soon to mix with the puddle of drool you’ve left on the seat. you have no pride or shame left as you attempt to push yourself back on to him. 

seungcheol smiles triumphantly at the mess he’s reduced you to. he almost feels like his actions are sadistic and, usually, he’d feel bad. usually.

he would never deliberately prolong your orgasm especially after you beg like that, but fuck, you’ve really got him in a mood tonight. acting the way you did tonight… that definitely accounts for some type of punishment. 

so his long arm reaches to grab his phone from the center console of his car all the while he’s still fully sheathed inside of your pulsing cunt. his voice drops another octave when his question comes out, “how bad do you wanna cum?”

you’re startled by his deep voice that seems to hold even more dominance than it did moments prior. a shiver runs its way through your body and you stutter out your response. “s-so bad, sir, wanna cum for you so bad.”

“mmm, and you’ll do anything to do so, yeah?” 

“yes! anything… please.”

the desperation in your voice evokes a shaky breath from him. he loves you when you’re a menace, but when you’re like this? all fucked out, drooling, and begging for his cock? it nearly turns him into a mess. regardless, no matter how much of a bratty front you put up– no matter how bent out of shape your attitude gets– he’ll always fuck you back into place. you’re at his mercy. you both know it. 

“alright, baby,” he starts gently, releasing his grip on your wrist using the free hand to ghost over the skin of your ass before grabbing a handful and massaging the flesh. “can you get on your hands for me?”

you nod eagerly, clenching around him instinctively at how quickly his demeanor can change. you do as he says, weakly moving your body till you’re on all fours with his dick still enveloped in your heat.

cheol unlocks his phone with his free hand, searching for his recent contacts. he places the phone next to your hand and you furrow your eyebrows at the action. 

the words ‘kim mingyu’ read on the screen and he smirks when you crane your head to look back at him. 

“w-what… what do you want me to do?” you stutter, though you’re sure you don’t really want to hear the answer to your question. 

his heavy hands continue to knead at your ass while he responds, voice barely above a whisper, “apologize to mingyu and i’ll let you cum.”

“but… won’t he… won’t he know what we’re doing?” you try to reason, but seungcheol knows. he knows that mingyu will know the second you utter your first word to him. 

that’s why he’s dead set on doing this. he needs mingyu to hear you getting wrecked on his cock– needs mingyu to know that you are his.

“don’t worry about that, baby. you’ll call him anyway, won’t you?” he slowly pulls an inch out of you before pushing back in, just barely fucking you. 

you whimper, nodding your head, “okay, okay. i will.” 

“good girl.” he praises, reveling in the way you tighten around him. 

your hand shakily presses the call button and you watch his name reappear on the dimmed screen. you press the speaker button and the sound of rings fill the car, but it doesn’t take long before he answers, his strained voice filling the silence.

“hello?” mingyu asks, clearing his throat. 

“hey mingyu,” cheol greets and you feel your entire body heat and tense up, a sharp exhale leaving your lips. “did you get home alright?”

“cheol…” you whimper lowly to keep the man on the phone from figuring you out but end up wincing at the tightening grip on your ass. you take it as a warning, biting your lip to keep from saying anymore. 

you tune out the conversation, trying to think of anything else but the burning fire in the pit of your tummy and the fact that cheol’s on the phone with his business partner whom you threatened to call up and fuck a mere 20 minutes ago. 

it isn’t until he slowly starts moving that you push your face into the leather seats to mask a whine– though it obviously doesn’t work much because you’re sure mingyu is well aware that you’re… present. 

“yeah, she’s here,” seungcheol smiles wickedly to himself as he replies to mingyu asking the obvious. “actually that’s why i called. she wanted to talk you– apologize for what happened earlier– isn’t that right, Y/N?”

you whimper again, suddenly changing your mind and shaking your head ‘no.’ this is way too embarrassing. 

cheol can’t resist the chuckle that comes out of his mouth. you’re cute. cute in the way your body betrays you when your pussy clenches tightly around him at the offer. cute when you say you don’t want to when your body says the exact opposite. 

“gimme a sec,” he says as his hand moves to press the mute button. “c’mon, don’t you wanna cum, baby?” he coos, snapping his hips against your ass at a steady pace.

“i do!.. i do, b-but he’s gonna know if y-you keep going.” you pant. “‘n i-i can’t talk to him like this.”

“oh, well maybe you should’ve thought of that, baby,” he says and you can hear the faux pout in his words. “if you wanna finish, you’ll have to apologize to him for being such a needy little thing all night.”

you shudder and nod defeatedly as seungcheol continues to thrust in and out of you. your hand moves to unmute the phone, taking a shaky inhale before you speak.

you try your best to sound as normal as possible, but your words still come out breathy and stuttered, “h-hello,” 

“Y/N?” mingyu calls, voice lilting a bit out of surprise. 

you involuntarily clench again at how taboo this whole situation is. how is cheol so okay with this? how will he ever face mingyu again? you know for a fact you won’t be able to without thinking about cheol’s cock stretching you out, but… then again, maybe that’s exactly what seungcheol wants.

“hi, gyu,” you greet, the nickname loosely slipping past your lips. you feel seungcheol’s hands grip at your waist again. rougher this time. like he wants to tell you something– stop being so friendly– just with his actions.

your eyes screw shut and your teeth dig into the pillowy flesh of your bottom lip to omit the whiny sound from leaving your lips. 

it doesn’t go unheard, of course. you can practically hear your boyfriend’s smirk when mingyu asks, “are… are you okay?”

you laugh breathily, a whine dying on the tip of your tongue when seungcheol moves a bit faster. “yeah! no, i’m good! i-i’m great.” you just need to get this apology over with so you can hang up and finally get what you want. “listen, gyu, i– oh, fuck.”

clearly, seungcheol couldn’t let it be that easy, slamming into you like he was minutes earlier. the tip of his cock rams into your sweet spot and you find yourself barely holding on, seconds away from crumbling if he doesn’t let up. 

mingyu’s mouth runs dry and you know he’s finally pieced it all together when he exhales sharply, “Y/N? are you sure you’re okay?”

seungcheol rolls his eyes. he topples over you again, plush lips pressing against one of your heated ears, “answer him.”

“yes, yes…” you pant. “i-i wanted… to say sorry.” 

“tell him why you’re sorry.” cheol’s hot breath fans against your ear again. his thrusts don’t falter in this process, effectively hitting your spot over and over and over. 

it’s driving you crazy. beyond crazy, honestly. it’s driving you absolutely mad. so mad that you don’t even care about the sob that comes out of your mouth when you apologize to mingyu again. 

“‘m sorry! sorry for ruining dinner ‘n sorry for being needy and ask– fuck– asking you to fuck me to- to rile cheol up.” you cry, tears slipping down your face as the knot in your tummy gets tighter and tighter. “i’m so sorry, please. please forgive me.”

seungcheol smiles against your ear, biting back a chuckle at your desperation. he knows the apology was more for him than mingyu. 

mingyu shudders straight into the mic before stuttering, “Y/N… it’s… fine, please–”

“cheol,” you sob, cutting him off and it startles both seungcheol and the man on the phone. it’s apparent that you’ve lost the ability to be discreet and your boyfriend takes pride that he and his cock are the reason for that.

but it’s when you cry out the other man’s name– a whiny ‘gyu’– that his jaw sets and his teeth grind together. 

“so fucking dirty,” cheol spits, sitting back up. his hips snap against your ass vigorously and it’s like both of you have forgotten about poor mingyu who’s still on the line and now hearing every word– every little thing. “moaning out his name while i’m fucking you like this? you really want him to know how much of a slut you are?”

mingyu lets out a muffled groan into his phone, hand slipping to palm at his clothed cock– which has been all hard and achy since you whispered into his ear at dinner– his other clamped over his mouth. he’s trying to keep his sounds at bay, trying to fight the moan that bubbles up in the back of his dry throat, but his name falling from your pretty lips like that? it’s making it impossible. 

he knows the two of you have forgotten all about him because he can hear the vulgar words his partner spits and the lewd sounds of his balls slapping against what he presumes to be your unbelievably soaked cunt. it’s driving him nuts. you’ve been driving him nuts all fucking night. 

and it’s true. you and seungcheol pay no mind to the phone– you’re too busy losing your mind and cheol is too busy making it happen– it’s like he doesn’t even exist. 

your walls hug his cock tightly and it elicits a deep chuckle from the man behind you. “look at that. you’re squeezin’ me so fuckin’ tight.” he says breathily. “just like you’re made to take my cock. isn’t that right, baby? made just for me?” 

you respond with a moan, arms giving out on you as you return to your previous position– one arm limply hanging off the seat while the other grips at the door’s cup holder– your face buried into the leather seat. 

seungcheol doesn’t tolerate that response, though, hand lacing into your hair and pulling your face off the seat. “answer me,” he grits, roughly tugging at your locks. “or i’m pulling out.”

you panic at the thought of being left all high and dry, incessantly shaking your head in his tight grip. “y-yes, sir, yes! for you– made for you.” you sob in a mix of pain and pleasure, back arching while his cock finally hits your cervix. “cheol– cheol, i’m– fuck, ‘m gonna cum! p-please, can i?”

and it’s when mingyu hears seungcheol’s given name– when it’s followed by your desperate pleas for release–  that he can’t hold it in anymore, letting out a loud, drawn out moan. he’s quick when pulling his cock out of his slacks, spitting into his palm, and working himself rather aggressively. it’s like he’s chasing his own release, too.

seungcheol grunts in confusion at the deep moans, but then it comes back to him. mingyu never hung up. an evil smirk plays onto his plush lips, “oh-ho, you hear that, sweet girl? sounds like gyu stuck around to hear you cum all over my cock.” 

and mingyu moans again, a hushed, “fuck,” slipping past his lips. you can almost hear how fast his hand moves, how unbelievably eager he is. 

your boyfriend moans, giving you sharper thrusts. he pants out his next words, “that’s so dirty, mingyu… didn’t know you were into that.”

and mingyu wants to tell him to shut the fuck up, but he can’t form the words when all he can think about is the sound of your pornographic moans and how he’s needily bucking into his tight fist, wishing he was in seungcheol’s position. 

you, on the other hand, could care less that mingyu is on the other side of the line, truly. you’re practically at your breaking point, and if you don’t release sometime soon, you may break. 

“cheol, please– please, please, i-i can’t–” you gasp out, pussy tightening around him and squeezing him for all he’s worth. “oh, my god, i’m–”

seungcheol shushes you, “‘s alright, baby, you can cum in a sec.” 

and just as you’re about to let go, cheol’s hand grabs at his whiny phone and ends the call, sending mingyu to what you presume is his doom. 

“i’m the only one who gets to have you like this.” he grunts, hips stuttering a bit. you can tell he’s close, too. the way he huffs out his words and his movements get sloppy. “cum for me, baby, come on.” he whispers. 

and you do. your orgasm, powerful and blinding, washes over you seconds after he gives you the okay. your body convulses and your back arches as the knot finally unravels in your tummy. your eyes roll, jaw dropping and letting out the loudest cry of his name. 

“fuck, that’s it, baby. that’s my fuckin’ girl.” he coaxes, fucking you through your orgasm, though your vice-like cunt makes it nearly impossible. “gonna fill you up just like you need, yeah? just take it all for me.” 

you whine, still recovering from your euphoric high, yet you still give him a broken nod. 

he groans loudly, giving you a few more hard thrusts before he’s nestling himself deep and stilling inside of you. his cock twitches and, before you know it, warm cum floods your pussy, effectively filling you up just as he promised.

the post-orgasm haze lingers over both of you for a while, but seungcheol is the first to speak up, a twinge of guilt filling him when he sees you’re still shuddering and twitching underneath him. 

his voice hoarse, “baby, are you good? was i too rough?”

“mmm, ‘m good, i liked it. you’re so hot.” you mindlessly admit, words breathy and muffled. 

he scoffs, hand soothing over your body. he’s always so soft after he fucks you regardless of how mad or upset he is. “so you did all of it on purpose, hm?” he asks knowingly and when you give him a sleepy giggle, he rolls his eyes. “you’re annoying.”

“it was worth it… it felt so good, cheollie,” you admit. “hope you’re not too mad, you know you’re the only one for me.” the reassurance slips from your lips and seungcheol can tell it’s genuine. 

“baby, you know you can just be normal and ask if you want to be fucked like that, right?” 

“it’s more fun this way,” you tell him, shameless with your words. “i literally thought i was going to cum when you ripped my panties. i’m serious, you’re so fucking hot.”

he snickers at your blunt words, “i think you’re still cockdrunk, baby. come on, i’ll clean you up and we can go home. think i got some napkins in here.”

you sigh, nodding your head, “can we roll the windows down? smells like sex in here.” 

he laughs, taking in the fact that it is now stuffy in his precious, fogged up car, but you were right. it was so worth it. the sex was just as good for him as it was for you, if not better. 

when he pulls out, he makes sure your ass is still raised up so his seed doesn’t spill out as quickly to avoid the mess it’ll make while he scavenges for napkins in the glove box. he does eventually get you cleaned up, handling you gently and whispering about how well you did, much like he does every other time. 

once you’re clean, he gets you to turn and look at him. he smiles at your disheveled state, “well, you look like you had the time of your life.” he says sarcastically. 

“i did, actually.” you say as a matter-of-factly. “i feel kinda bad for mingyu, though… i didn’t want him to get caught in the crossfire.”

cheol rolls his eyes in faux annoyance, “he’ll be fine, i’ll text him right now.” 

when seungcheol grabs his phone that now resides on the floor of his car, he sees that there are already a few missed texts from mingyu. 

“he said he’s fine.” seungcheol assures, though you can tell by the smug smirk on his face that mingyu most definitely did not say it was fine. “don’t worry about him.”

kim mingyu

hello?!

???

dude

not cool.

choi seungcheol

sorry, man. call dropped. see you monday.

kim mingyu

??????

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NRC Master Chef Finale

"There is no end to the culinary road"

I don't normally take requests for chapters from events, but I liked the descriptions of the students that I was planning on doing this outtro anyway. Please enjoy.

[Kitchen]

Head Chef: Right. That finishes up the prep work we need for tomorrow.

Crowley: Good evening!

Head Chef: Oh hello, Headmage. What can I do for you so late at night?

Crowley: Well, currently the Master Chef course is ongoing, is it not?

Crowley: I thought I would ask how the students taking the class are faring.

Head Chef: The students? Hmm, well…

[shows Silver, Deuce, Ruggie, Epel, and Jack]

Head Chef: Some do the best they can, even if they had a hard time learning.

[shows Ace, Idia, Leona]

Head Chef: Some are coachable, since they try to find ways to make it easier on themselves.

[shows Trey, Jamil, Floyd]

Head Chef: Some already have highly impressive cooking skills.

[shows Malleus, Cater, Vil, Ortho]

Head Chef: Some are still unaccustomed to cooking, but have a certain spark.

[shows Kalim, Lilia, Jade]

Head Chef: Some go beyond what the recipe says and creates their own spin on the dish.

[shows Riddle, Rook, Sebek, Azul]

Head Chef: Some read into every last detail of the recipe to reproduce it as faithfully as they possibly can.

Head Chef: …There are many different types of students, just off the top of my head.

Crowley: I see…

Crowley: Well, in truth, I have received many complaints from the students and professors that we've had as judges saying things like, "This isn't edible at all!"

Crowley: I was wonder what could possibly be going on… But it seems as though this course brings forward very individualistic personalities.

Crowley: Ah, that being said, of course we've also received compliments as well!

Crowley: I especially find that we don't receive as many complaints in the latter half of the course. Perhaps it shows how much the students have improved.

Crowley: And of course, all of this is thanks to our splendid chefs.

Head Chef: No, not at all.

Head Chef: It's thanks to the hard work of the students who have been taking this Master Chef course that everyone else is happy.

Crowley: Is that right! Fufufu, well, I should have expected such excellence from those attending this academy.

Crowley: I'm sure this means that the students who took this Master Chef course all came to understand just how important food is.

Crowley: One day, when they've become great mages, there can be no doubt that they will look back on this course and be eternally grateful.

Crowley: Please keep up the good work for tomorrow as well.

Head Chef: Of course! We'll make sure that everyone at Night Raven College knows just how fun and worthwhile cooking can be.

Crowley: ...Sooo… By the way, I'm feeling a little peckish, would there be anything that I could have as a midnight snack…?

Head Chef: Is that the real reason you came down to the cafeteria!? Hmph, and here I was astonished that you actually were asking me something so profound at first!

Crowley: NOT AT ALL! BUT EVEN IF IT WERE, IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT YOUR FOOD IS SO DELICIOUS!!

Head Chef: Well, I suppose, then… Heheh. Cooking can be hard work, but…

Head Chef: Whenever I can see people happily eating something I've made, it quickly revitalizes me.

[The Master Chef intro movie plays, except it is Crowley speaking]

Crowley: "Food," the very foundation of life.

Crowley: Clear oceans, majestic mountains, tender earth.

Crowley: Accept everything nature provides, and use it to nourish yourself.

Crowley: If you so will it, knowledge and valor will be bestowed upon you.

Crowley: Move forward! Never look back! The culinary road is foreboding and grueling.

Crowley: However, when you finally reach the summit, it will all be yours to claim.

Crowley: The crowning achievement―

Crowley: THE GLORIOUS TITLE OF MASTER CHEF!

Crowley: There is no end to the culinary road…

Crowley: Continue to do your best next time, as well. I'll be cheering you on!

Requested by Anonymous.

[gyalwtf]

it's the little things.

Please request beta squad fics guys !! (Preferably with some detail to it too please)

Details ; Sharky × gn! reader, Sharky is him. he's the best gentleman EVER.

Warnings ; I sincerely apologize, i got lazy at the end and today's fic is really quite short. I honestly don't like this, and I wish it couldve been longer, im really sorry

The little things Sharky, the gentleman, for you.

01, food

The two of you are close, like really close. I mean to the point where he always has your favorite foods and drinks ready in his house for you to snack on when you come over. The kind of close where he knew how to make your favorite meal, and you knew how to make his. You had learned from cooking together at his house, and turns out he also learned a bit of baking cause of you!

Literally so often he'll ask you, “have you eaten yet today?” he wants to make sure that you always take care of yourself.

Another really cute thing he does when you eat out together, or make food at home, is that he gives you the first bite, always. Sometimes you don't accept it if it's a food you don't really wanna try — because you were both out and maybe he ordered something that wasn't that appetizing to you, but he tries every time anyway, and it always brings a proud smile to his face when you do wanna try it, and you end up really liking it.

02, the sidewalk rule

One thing you've noticed, and that you're grateful he does, is that he heavily follows the sidewalk rule. Like you both could just be walking out somewhere, whether in the park, or to a cafe or whatever, and if you were on the side closer to the road, he'd be so quick to change it.

The both of you were walking together to some random convenience store, as you both were wanting some snacks, and you were like really enveloped into the conversation that unknowingly when you two faced a turned or whatever, you ended up on the side closest to the road. It took him not too long to realize it but when he did, you were in the middle of saying something. Without making you stop, he just gently took your wrist, and guided you to the other side. To no one's surprise, this flustered you and you definitely forgot what you were saying for a second.

03, movies

he's always up for a movie, like I said earlier, he also always has your favorite snacks ready. On the topic of movies, he loves to watch movies or shows you've mentioned, whether loosely or you had a hyperfixation about it. Why? Cause he wants to talk to you about it, and he wants you to have someone to yap about it as well.

Also he tries sooo hard to be close to you at all times in the movie, sometimes he even plays with your hair, and his touch is so so gentle. He loves to hug you, and hold you and any kind of physical touch possible.

© gyalwtf 2024 - please do not repost, translate or copy any of my works on other platforms without permission.

[robertdowneyjjr]

omg happy birthday!! for a prompt, how about some secret santa shenanigans for stevetony?

THIS IS SO VERY LATE i’m sorry!! december just completely got away from me. but ask and ye shall receive (albeit belatedly)

———

“Sooo, who did you get for Secret Santa?” Natasha asks as she plops herself down on the opposite end of the couch.

“I thought the whole point of Secret Santa was that it’s supposed to be a secret,” Tony says. He raises his eyebrow and spares her a short glance before looking back at his phone. He hopes he comes off as casual as he’s trying to sound and Nat doesn’t realize he’s frantically scrolling on his phone for gift ideas.

“It is. But it looks like you’re already panicking and I thought maybe I could help.” She looks pointedly at the way he’s holding his phone, his thumb flicking the screen too fast for him to really absorb anything.

“How do you know I’m not doing some important work for SI here?”

“Please. We all know you’d prefer holograms for that. What you’re doing now you’re trying to keep secret.”

“Ugh, fine.” Tony sits up and tosses his phone at Natasha. “I got Steve.”

“Oh, I know,” Nat says as she looks through the bookmarks Tony already has saved. “I rigged it so you’d get him.”

“What the fuck, Nat!”

She shrugs. “I figured I’d help you guys get over your pining so you can finally just bone. Anyway, none of these will do. Come on, let’s go out.”

She stands up and heads towards the elevator without even looking back to see if Tony is following. He sighs and goes after her. She’s still holding his phone hostage after all.

———

Tony holds his breath as he watches Steve unwrap his present. The Avengers are all sitting in a circle in front of their tree, and they’d agreed to all open their gifts at the same time after their Christmas dinner. Tony is so nervous about how Steve would react that he hasn’t even looked small package he’d pulled from under the tree into his lap.

His heart bursts when he sees Steve positively light up at the series of framed photographs Tony had customized for him. The pictures range from the bits of Steve’s past that Howard had collected to recent photos of him with their team. At Nat’s urging, Tony had also hid pictures of himself posing pinup-style behind some of the photos. If he ever does get up the courage to ask Steve out, maybe one day he’ll tell Steve about it.

Steve reads the card and beams when he looks back up at Tony, who can do nothing else but smile back. Steve is so handsome when he’s happy. Tony wants to keep making him smile like that.

“Tony?” Bruce asks. “Aren’t you going to open your present?”

“Oh!” He’d entirely forgotten about the little bundle he has in front of him. “Right, I’ll do that now,” he says as he starts to untie the ribbon on the box.

“Wait!” Steve reaches across the circle and puts a hand on top of Tony’s.

Tony pauses and looks questioningly at Steve. “What’s up?”

“Um. Listen, I’m not really sure about what I got for you. How about you give me until tomorrow to get you something new? Please, Tony, after such a thoughtful gift from you I really just want to be sure that what I get you is perfect.”

“Oh, no it’s okay! I’m sure whatever you got me will be wonderful.”

“Don’t worry so much, Steve. I’m sure Tony will love your gift,” Nat chimes in with a shit-eating grin.

Tony narrows his eyes at her. Of course her nosy ass got involved with Steve’s gift-giving too. But to be fair, she did help Tony figure out the perfect present for Steve, so while she can sometimes be the worst, she is also truly the best. And though her methods may not always be conventional, when it comes to the team she always means well. Tony knows he can trust that she helped Steve to the best of her abilities.

Not to mention he’s really curious about what Steve got him that he’s blushing so hard right now.

He hastily unwraps his present and takes the lid off the box. Inside, nestled in delicate tissue paper, is a set of absolutely gorgeous navy blue lingerie. The card on top simply says, “Perhaps this is something we can enjoy together.”

His eyes widen at the brazen assumption in those words, though Steve’s not wrong. He looks back up at the man.

“Steve? Is this…”

“Nat said I needed to be braver and just put myself out there and she said that you feel the same way I do so I thought maybe she’s right, maybe I should take a chance and if she was wrong, if I was wrong, I could just play it off as a joke and we could just forget about it and I could just kick her ass a little harder in training as revenge and it would be fine, because you have to know I would never usually do something like this, I’m just always too nervous to ask you out but I really am crazy about you and —”

“Steve. Steve!” Tony cuts off his adorable rambling. “Steve, she’s right. I do feel the same.” He looks back down at his gift and runs a finger down the soft lace. La Perla. Nice. “I love it.”

Steve grins, eyes crinkling and all too beautiful. “Yeah? You do?” he breathes. “I don’t have to kill Nat now?”

That startles a laugh out of Tony.

“You don’t. Come here.” He pulls Steve close and gently kisses him. Those lips are just as soft as he always imagined they would be. “Thank you. Let’s get dinner tomorrow?”

“Yes. Yeah, let’s do that.”

“Sooooooo, are you going to try it on for us?” Clint asks, breaking the spell over them and reminding Tony that they’re not alone.

Steve shoots him a glare. “No, he won’t be doing that.” He moves to sit next to Tony, wrapping an arm around his waist and tugging him closer.

“It won’t fit him anyway. It’s in Steve’s size,” Nat says casually. “Anyway, time to watch Elf.”

Tony sits frozen as the rest of them start getting ready for the movie, head stuck on the image of Steve decked out in blue lace and satin. He glances at Steve, who’s now laying out snacks on the coffee table for the team. Steve senses Tony’s eyes on him and looks back, winking before setting his attention back on his task.

Tony can’t wait for their date tomorrow.

[stxrmylxve]

request by @takemichisslut: what about a yuuji itadori x reader? like, some kind of hc?

i think when he is tired, he would literally fall over on you. I mean come on, training is intense, and after a while of it, even Gojo gets tired. He literally falls over like a brick, smothering you with cuddles because he has no energy for anything else in life then

Can’t cook to save his life- legit cries for you to cook him something to eat because he is starving and likes your cooking better anyways

I think he would have met you through animals, idk why. Like if you both saw a stray cat, you would run to care for it and like meet there. baji? and he wouldn’t fall in love with you there so much because you were taking time to care for the cat, but rather because he could just tell that you were different. More calm, understanding, and certainly reliable.

if you’re sad, expect him to buy not just your favorite snacks, drinks, no, he’s buying the whole damn store for you

ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴛ (ᴀʏʏ, ʀʜʏᴍᴇ?)

-———————————ʚ♡ɞ———————————

sukuna is coming out during a good old fuck, don’t tell me otherwise

literally Yuji is there being gentle and all and then Sukuna shows up and abuses your poor body

Yuji I think could be feral?? Like not possessive and like all that but more of you-like-it-like-that-and-he-is-a-man-whore-and-wants-to-please-you sorta thing, yk?

idolizes your body. sukuna not so much always asking for consent, checking in after bites and such, just a sweetie

aftercare is AMAZING cause he gets you everything to clean up, eat and drink if needed, and he ran the laundry before hand so you have warm clothes to put on <3

(EXTRA) His side-part, sukuna

he has a hard time with comfort and stuff, being all big and mighty in his domain and all

will comfort you but only if he HAS to cause he has a reputation?

he does spend time with you though! just not up on you with cuddles like yuji so much

can cook a little better, but mostly because he can have hands anywhere he needs to clean up, fry stuff, etc

idk i feel like he is a oddly good dad? whether you have a kid or adopt, he takes them in as his own and coddles them. Will get anything for them or he can just.. forcefully get it.

ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴛ (ᴀʏʏ, ʀʜʏᴍᴇ?)

--———————————ʚ♡ɞ———————————

RUTHLESS, nothing more nothing less

doesn’t really care if you cry cause.. it turns him on even more.

will pin your arms behind you back with an arm while he snakes a hand to your throat

sugar coats most words when he is in the mood to get his way, but then bites back by drilling you

if he really hurts you, ofc he will stop cause he is a gentleman at heart and hates his s/o hurt rather than a victim

aftercare? … lets you rest and doesn’t care from there on really

gives the best nights though

no he isn’t heartless persay, just getting used to love and all since he had been alone/fighting before you had met him

Sooo??? good? hope so, give me requests pls i need something good to write 😭

I hope this doesn’t happen but please don’t reuse my works/translate them to other platforms! They’re mine and mine only, but you can use them for inspiration and credit me!!

[k8kaa]

DOM! GRIEZMANN?😻

A.GRIEZMANN : TOO CUTE

content : nsfw , mdni , 17+ , agless blogs will be blocked . afab reader , sub reader , soft dom griezmann. you caught antoines attention just by looking cute

a/n : sorry for not posting i was having to much sex smh .. nvm yall im sooo rizzlesss ( im poly and + 2 gfs ;) ) ANYWAYS !! i was on vacation but we back in the hood 🗣️🗣️‼️ enjoy this nasty fucking smut!!

you , were a great friend of antoine . you talked the other day about watching him play , he got you tickets and you watched , just for him to pin you to his bed right after?! completely laid on his bed. “hm? mais tu est une pute .” (hm? you are a slut.) ‘you didnt even know what was turning him on’ . just by wearing your cutest clothes . you knew . but acted sooo clueless! he noticed you smirking . you knew . antoine got closer and kept kissing you, hickeys all over your neck as you moaned shyly into his ear. he removed your pink corset, you were soaked and practically leaking all over your pretty pink-ish tights . antoine removed your panties and shoved a finger in you . “aa-! antoine!” you moaned his name. the french man unziped your skirt but when you asked him to remove your pink heals he said “gardez-les,chérie” (keep them on sweetheart) oh how he could go from humiliating you to being the sweetest in french . antoine took out his fingers and shoved them in your mouth. the sudden action made you moan even louder . he proceeded to take his fingers out and started to eat you out . “s'il te plait enlève ton t-shirt!” (please take off your shirt!) you begged . he laughed in response as he took off his shirt and his pants . seeing him be shirtless with those boxer , just made you even wetter . antoine just devoured your insides at this point . all you could do was moan , so helpless . the more you rolled your eyes at the way he licked your clit the more he enjoyed it . “cum—cuming!” you screamed as you pulled his hair . antoine didnt leave a drop . he drank it like it was fucking milk?! you calm down from the orgasm you had just had . he kisses your forhead “ tu étais si bon, maintenant laisse-moi te faire te sentir encore mieux, mon amour” (you were so good , now let me make you feel even better, love) oh how his words made you blush . you nodded as he kissed you one last time before you felt his cock inside you . it was so stuffy and slid in so well . “antoine..!..” he had grabbed your legs and placed them on his shoulder. he gripped your waist hard as small crys and even hiccups escaped your mouth because of how good he was . antoine started going fast , which made his thrusts feel heavenly . his blonde silky hair and his smile just made you— more turned on . his build , his eyes .. you both were reaching your climaxs. he finally came in the condom , you were panting as he was still inside you. he pulled out and threw the condom away . “allez, nettoyons nous” ( come on, let's clean up ) the footballer carried you bridal style to his bathroom for a nice warm bath as you both snuggled up .

© lec8rcs . do not, plagarize, copy, or translate any of my works .

[fatuismooches]

SMOOOCHESSSS 🥹💗💗💗

HAPPY NEW YEARS!!

it’s so so so good hearing from you i missed talking to you so much ong I ACTUALLY LY STOPPP IM SO GLAD TO HEAR THAT YOURE DOING WELL💗 so so glad to be back as well teuehe

THE BREAKUP HIT HARD but it’s fine we move cus i caught that BITCH ASS flirting with someone else ALREADY sooo his loss 😌😌

onto my fictional boyfriends now because they can’t be dickheads

SWEET TOOTH DOTTORE MADE ME THINK OF LIKE BAKING FOR/WITH HIM specifically baking WITH akademiya zandik but ljke imagine if both him and reader suck ass at baking.. like by the time you’re both done it looks like you waged war with a cake loving raccoon and lost spectacularly. i also find it funny if tasted like ass too but both of you are too stubborn to admit so you wince and eat it anw

ALSO SWEET TOOTH DOTTORE X READER WHO HATES SWEETS it’s like olive theory<333

also allow me to be horribly self indulgent for a minute but roommate akademiya zandik after reader breaks up has been plaguing my mind

ANYWAYS ILL SPAM U SOME MORE IN A BIT <33 love being back in ur inbox i swear

- 🌕💗💗💗

AHH HAPPY NEW YEARS DEAR 🌕 ANON!! MWAH MWAH i missed talking to you too!! And gosh 🌕 anon i am so sorry he did that to you wtf?? You don't deserve that at all! I really hope you're doing okay from that, you deserve the world dearest 💗💗

BUT THAT'S SO CUTE... imagine reader after finding out their beloved Zandik has a sweet tooth, tries to be cute and all and bake him something sweet and yummy... only to miserably fail,, and Zandik comes home to smoke in the kitchen and you explain the situation in embarrassment. Deep down he thinks your attempt was cute but all you got was him telling you to clean up your mess. 😭 Even so to be honest I hc since Zandik can't cook he probably ate some things that were borderline inedible but didn't care because they sustained his body so, he might eat your failed sweets without batting at eye. 😭 (Unless they're so bad even he can't. That'd be a new record.) (ewkdbww i just know ready is devilish and playfully throws some flour at Zandik... he does not take that lightly)

WBQKDBW AND YES AWWWWH READER AND DOTTORE'S TASTES BEING OPPOSITE IS SO CUTE (i have an ask like that i need to respond to 😭😭🥹) ahh you not having a sweet tooth works out for him because he can just steal your sweets and you wouldn't mind... ❤️ PLEASE BE SELF INDULGENT I LOVE IT please tell me more about the concept but i am also scared at the same time because... a-angst. He would be so angry and upset and disappointed and sad and heartbroken and- so many things at the same time. 💔

[comfortjoonie]

Snowed In -- PART ONE

sooo excited to share this with you guys! this is part one of my collaboration with the incredibly talented @crystalsnow95z ! Please go check out her page too if you like this, her works are amazing!

Anyways, I'm really sorry for the delay, I've been super busy, but I hope you guys enjoy. This one is really long!

TW: Vomit, fever, sickness

~~~~~

"Woah, too fast! Too fast!" Taehyung squeals, holding onto Jungkook tighter afraid to go flying off the sled. 

Jungkook is having the time of his life, giggling. "It's okay Hyungie."

Jimin flies past them. "Looks like I'll win!" He sings the words, teasing the others.

"No you won't!" Jungkook tries leaning forward to try to go faster, his competitive nature shining through.

Namjoon runs a hand through his hair, wishing he’d brought a hat.  It’s freezing and he was forced to sit here and watch all his members sled down a hill with no end in sight. He wished he just stayed behind, but he didn't want to make the others suspicious and ruin the trip.  How are they not freezing? It's only 10 degrees out. He takes a deep breath as his stomach cramps and watches as Yoongi and Seokjin come up the hill.

“You ok, Joon?” Seokjin asks.  

“I’m cold, hyung,” Namjoon says, taking an opportunity to go home as the snow starts coming down harder.  “Can we go back?"

“...” Seokjin looks at Yoongi. 

“You look sick,” Yoongi says.  “Did you eat anything today?”

Namjoon pauses.  The answer is no.  But he doesn’t want to stress anyone out if they find out he’s not feeling well.

“Of course, hyung.  On the plane, when you guys were asleep.”  Yoongi looks suspicious.

“What’d you eat?”

“A bagel.  Can we please go back?  It’s freezing.”  Namjoon watches the other members come up the hill holding their sleds.

Yoongi looks at the sky.  “It is snowing pretty hard.  Maybe we should head back to the cabin?”

Seokjin shrugs.  “That’s fine with me.  The wind seems to be picking up, too.”  Namjoon sighs in relief.  He was starting to feel really nauseous, and the cold wasn’t helping.  “I’ll go tell the others.”

—-

The cabin isn’t as peaceful as Namjoon had hoped.  In his and Jimin’s shared bedroom, there’s peace, but he can still hear the chatter in the living room and kitchen.  It smells like hot chocolate, which would usually be a great thing, but it’s making him want to throw up now.

His stomach clenched when he heard the door open, Jimin bringing a cup of cocoa into the room. "Hyung, I brought you some cocoa. I wish you would've told me sooner how cold you were.."

"I didn't want to ruin your fun." Namjoon forces himself not to react when Jimin shoves the cup into his hands.

"It'll help you warm up." Jimin smiles warmly.

"Thanks Jiminie…" Cocoa was the last thing he wanted. Namjoon takes a sip, instantly regretting it, his stomach nearly pushed to it's limit, the cramps getting worse. "I was going to take a nap.. I'm still feeling jet lagged from the trip." It took all the strength he had to keep his voice steady.

"Oh, alright then.. I'll let you sleep then. Rest well hyungie." Jimin eyes Namjoon, wondering if he was really okay. He didn't want to bother him though. Not if he wasn't feeling well. As soon as Jimin leaves the room and he hears his footsteps get farther away, he rushes to the bathroom connected to the room, dropping to his knees in front of the toilet, gripping it tightly.  He couldn’t bother to shut the door in his rush.  He breathes for a moment before he starts vomiting.  He can hear some faint yelling over his gagging, but can’t decipher what anyone is saying until a voice gets closer and he hears footsteps coming towards him.  He smells Taehyung’s cologne, and it makes him more nauseous.  He subconsciously pushes the younger away, but he’s too weak to move him anywhere.  Taehyung’s hands go to his back and hair, holding his bangs back and patting him comfortingly.  He hears another pair of footsteps come in the room.  Seokjin, who joins Taehyung on the floor next to their leader.  Namjoon finishes and flushes the toilet, exhausted.

“What happened, hyung?” Taehyung asks.  “How long have you been feeling sick?”

“A few hours…” Namjoon wipes the sweat off his forehead and accepts the cup of water Seokjin hands him, taking a sip.  It makes his stomach cramp instantly as soon as he swallows.

“You should get some rest.”  Seokjin holds out his hand to help Namjoon up, but Namjoon's stomach has other plans, already gagging out the water he just swallowed.

"Are you gonna be sick again?" Seojin asked with a worried expression. Namjoon shakes his head. I don't have the energy..

Seokin trusts his word, helping the youngest rapper to bed with Taehyung's help.

"I wish you told us before we went out.." Taehyung frowns as he watches Seojin strips off Namjoon's sweat soaked shirt.

"I didn't want to ruin everyone's day.." Namjoon says softly, shivering despite his rising fever. "It's cold hyung…"

"I know, I'll get you changed okay?" Seojin quickly goes into Namjoon's suitcase looking for something breathable to put him in.

Taehyung cuddles against Namjoon in the meantime to try to ease the chills, smoothing down his sweat soaked hair. "Hyungie you should know you're more important than some silly snow day."

Taehyung please.. I don't want to cuddle you right now.. Namjoon covers his face, stomach churning at the scent of Taehyung’s shirt.

Taehyung takes the hint, moving away from him, trying to hide his hurt expression. "I'm sorry Hyung.." 

"Namjoon-ah just doesn't feel well right now, don't take it personally Tae.." Seojin gently redresses Namjoon, covering him up with just the top sheet.

"Is Namjoonie hyung okay?" The soft voice of Jimin is heard in the doorway, Jungkook peering over him.

"He'll be fine, don't come in, and take Taehyungie with you."

 "I just wanted to help Hyung.." Taehyung says looking down at his hands. But Namjoon doesn't even want me near him..

"You can help. Why don't you see if you can find any medicine?" Seokjin gives him a task to try to ease Namjoon's rejection.

"Alright."

The three youngest leave together, the room getting quiet again. "Try to get some sleep for now.." Seokjin traces small circles across Namjoon’s stomach.

"I don't know if I can..it hurts.." Namjoon groans softly as his stomach gurgles again. 

"Just try for me okay?" Seokjin runs his fingers to Namjoon's hair. "What if I sing for you?"

"What..? I'm not a child.." Namjoon considered it for a split second before feeling embarrassed.

"I know.. but it might help you sleep."

Namjoon wondered if Seokjin was lying to make him more open to the idea or if it was true, but before he could ask Seokjin started singing softly to him, gently drawing shapes on his bloated middle the youngest rapper falling into a restless sleep.

"Hyungie I can't find any tummy medicine but I found pain pills for headache.." Jungkook entered the room, freezing in place when he sees Namjoon's eyes flutter open.

"Shh Jungkook.." Seokjin narrows his eyes, stroking Namjoon's back softly to try to get him back to sleep, but it was too late.

"Sh*t.. I'm sorry Hyungie.." Jungkook bows, guilt gnawing at his belly.

Namjoon groans in pain and Jungkook winces.  “Hyung,” he mumbles, looking at Seokjin.  “Hurts…”  His stomach is killing him.  He can’t remember having something like this before.  The pain is horrible.  Seokjin puts his hand over Namjoon’s stomach and rubs it lightly, but Namjoon pulls it away.  “Ahh…” he grimaces, frowning when he sees Jungkook.  “Jungkook-ah…” he mumbles before another cramp hits him, twisting his stomach and making him moan in pain again.

“I brought some headache medicine.  Does your head feel ok?” Jungkook asks cautiously.  Namjoon blows out a breath slowly, controlled.

“It hurts,” he says softly.  It’s not a terrible headache, but the pain in his stomach might get better with painkillers.

Jungkook approaches the bed and hands Namjoon two red pills, which he puts in his mouth and takes the glass of water from the bedside table and drinks it.  He instantly regrets it, feeling nausea rise up his throat.  He’s freezing cold again, which doesn’t help.

“You’re shivering, Joonie,” Seokjin says softly, putting his hand on Namjoon’s forehead.  “You’re burning up…”

“I’m freezing,” Namjoon says.  “I need more blankets.”

“We can’t do that, Namjoon,” Seokjin says.  

“We can give him a hot bath so he can sweat the fever out,” Jungkook suggests.

“Does that work?” Seokjin asks.

“My mom used to do it for me,” Jungkook says.  Seokjin sighs.

“I don’t know if I want to risk it.  It could just make his fever way higher,” he says.

           "We have to try something.. we can take him out if it looks like he's doing worse.."

“Joonie, how does a hot bath sound?” Seokjin asks.  Namjoon nods.

“Let’s go,” Seokjin helps Namjoon up and to the bathroom, starting to run the water.  Namjoon leans against the wall with his arms across his stomach and eyes shut.  His stomach hurts so bad, and the nausea from taking the pills is getting worse.  He doesn’t know if this bath will upset his stomach more.  He’s too freezing cold to decline it though.  He’s shirtless and only wearing his pants and boxers, but he’s sweating like crazy.  He sits back and tries not to throw up for the time being until he hears Seokjin turn off the faucet.

“Stand up, Joonie, let’s take off your pants.”  Namjoon follows, standing shakily and placing a hand on the wall to hold himself from collapsing.  Seokjin gently pulls his pants off, leaving his boxers on.  Namjoon always prefers to be modest, even in a situation like this, Seokjin knows he’d rather keep his boxers on.  Seokjin guides the younger into the bathtub.  Namjoon visibly relaxes at the heat of it, but Seokjin can hear his stomach make an uncomfortable gurgling sound.  Namjoon places a hand over it and leans back against the edge of the bathtub.  He’s absolutely exhausted.  The hot water feels nice on his shivering body, but he’s worried it’ll make his temperature rise.  Seokjin cups water in his hand and gently pours it over Namjoon’s hair.  Namjoon jolts in surprise, his stomach gurgling audibly again, and his eyes fly open.  He looks nauseous again.  Seokjin strokes his hair.  “You’re okay, Joonie, he says.”  Namjoon shakes his head, panicked.

“Hyung–I’m gonna be sick.”

“Just breathe, Joonie,” Seokjin says.  “In…out…in…out…” Namjoon follows, relaxing a bit.  “Good job.  Just relax, I’ll wash your hair.”  Namjoon shivers visibly.  Seokjin puts a hand to the younger’s forehead.  “Sh*t…I knew it.  Your fever is getting worse.”

       Seokjin washes him up as quickly as possible, but he wasn't fast enough.

        Namjoon tried to warn him, his stomach forcing out the water he used to wash down the pills, covering his mouth to keep from getting sick in the water, desperately leaving the water to reach the toilet, soaking the floor in the process.

       "Sh*t..Namjoon-ah.." Seokjin wraps a towel around his shoulders, gently trying to dry him off as the pills he just swallowed come back up, splashing into the water.

      Namjoon continued to dry heave until more sick comes up, making his abdomen throb painfully.

       "You need to breathe..Namjoon.. take a deep breath for me."

        Namjoon takes a deep breath, then another, relaxing when the dry heaving dies down, just laying on the wet tile floor.

      "You need to get properly dried off." Seokjin urges, trying to get Namjoon to sit up, but Namjoon flinched away from the olders touch.

       "Just..just a minute..please…?" Namjoon's head was spinning, the nausea still swirling in the pit of his stomach.

       I knew it wasn't a good idea..Seokjin sighs, getting another towel to do his best to dry Namjoon without him moving, fluffing his hair against the towel.

       "I'm so tired…" Namjoon says between deep breaths, trying to keep his stomach under control.

        "I know. Let's get you to bed. Okay? You can't sleep here.." Seokjin once again gently pushes Namjoon to sit up, relieved when Namjoon doesn't fight against him.

        "Did it work?" Jungkook asks, his heart tightening when he sees Namjoon. Oh no.. I made it worse…

         Namjoon was hardly awake his cheeks flushed with fever shivering violently, Seokjin basically dragging him to the bed. 

           "Find me clothes for him." Seokjin orders. "Please.."

            Jungkook ruffles through Namjoon's suitcase, pulling out a pair of sweats and a plain white t-shirt. "Here Hyung.."

          "Is..is there anything else I could…could do to help?" Jungkook felt his throat tightening, his emotions threatening to spill over.

          "No. I got it from here." Seokjin dismisses him, wishing that he didn't try his idea. He didn't want to take his frustration on the young maknae. All he wanted to do was help. One of the others will comfort him. 

          Jungkook nods leaving the room.

          "Cold…" Namjoon mumbles as Seokjin takes off his wet undergarments.

           "I'll get you warmed up, just try to work with me for just a minute." Seokjin struggled to lift him enough to get the sweats on. "Namjoonie you aren't making this easy.." 

              "I'm sorry.." Namjoon says softly, trying to help by holding himself up with one arm as Seokjin gets the shirt on him, only lasting a few seconds before another wave of dizziness washes over him, making his stomach woozy one more. "Hyung.. dizzy.." He softly moans.

           Seokjin stops what he's doing to hold Namjoon close to him, wincing when his bare skin touched his arm. "I got you, you're okay.. you're okay.." Seokjin strokes his damp hair.

             "Make it stop.." Namjoon whines softly.

             "I would if I could baby.. just bear it a little longer. It'll pass.." Seokjin speaks softly, running his hand down Namjoon's back lightly scratching.

Namjoon held onto Seokjin tightly until the feeling passes, collapsing into him when his body finally relents.

            "Are you okay Joon?" Seojin asked barely above a whisper, getting no response. "Namjoon?" He repeats a little louder, gently moving Namjoon away from his chest biting his lip when he sees the unconscious rapper in his arms, unsure on if Namjoon simply fell asleep, or if he fainted. I need to do something..

           Seokjin looks up home remedies for fever on his phone, willing to try anything to give at least a little relief to his leader. Luke warm water. I need to use luke warm water…

          He leaves the bed as quietly as possible, going to the bathroom to get a washcloth, using a cup to fill with water, returning to the bed, folding it neatly across Namjoon's forehead, jumping with Namjoon twitches. 

           "Aiish.." He covers his mouth, not meaning to make a sound. Good..he's still out.. Seokjin sighs, refreshing the cloth everytime Namjoon's feverish skin made it warm again. 

        I'll have to see if I can get him to drink water when he's up again.. Seokjin makes a mental note.

         "How is he?" Hoseok whispers, peeking into the room. "Jungkookie was really upset.."

           "I'm not sure.." Seokjin sighs. "Is Jungkook okay? I didn't mean to be so harsh on him. I'm just stressed out.”

            "Jiminie and Taehyungie are cheering him up. They were driving me up the wall with all their concerns. I'm glad they're distracted now.." Hoseok couldn't look at Namjoon. Seeing his members in pain broke his heart. "Is there anything I could do to help?"

              "He's sweating so much, he's going to dehydrate.. could you see if we have anything like vitamin water?"

“Sure.  I’ll be right back.”  Hoseok leaves the room and Seokjin brushes the blonde hair off Namjoon’s sweaty face. 

“Joonie, wake up for me, please,” he says softly, patting Namjoon’s cheek gently.  Namjoon’s eyes flutter open and he groans in pain.

“Hyung…” he mumbles.  “It hurts…”

“I know, Joon.  Where does it hurt?”  Namjoon rips the towel off his forehead and turns to his side.

“Stomach…head…” Namjoon groans again and wraps his arms around his stomach.  Seokjin rubs his back gently. 

“You’re okay, Joon.  You need to try and drink a little, or you’ll get dehydrated.”  Seokjin can already see Namjoon is sweating heavily again.  “Let me rub your stomach,” he says, placing a hand on Namjoon’s belly.

“No, hyung…” Namjoon mutters, pushing it away.

“What can I do to make you feel better?”

“Nothing,” Namjoon says.

“Can I hold you?” Seokjin asks.  Namjoon shakes his head furiously.  Seokjin feels useless.  He knows Namjoon isn’t a fan of physical affection, but usually when he’s sick he’ll tolerate it.  This is different though.  Seokjin hasn’t seen Namjoon this sick in a long time.  Seokjin sighs as he hears a whimper and sees a tear running down Namjoon’s cheek.  “You’re okay, Joonie,” he says softly, wiping the tear off Namjoon’s face with his sleeve.  Namjoon winces at the texture on his sensitive skin.

“Hyung…” he whines.

“Sorry, Joon,” Seokjin whispers, pressing a chaste kiss to Namjoon’s forehead.  He’s still burning hot from the fever.  “Can I put the wet towel back on you?” he asks, and Namjoon nods.  Seokjin gently places it back on the younger’s forehead, rubbing his back.  He feels bad for being snappy with Jungkook, but he’s frustrated at how much worse the maknae’s idea made Namjoon’s fever.  He doesn’t know what to do.

“Hyung?” Hoseok walks in with a bottle of Pocari Sweat.  “I have this…”

“Perfect, Hobi.  Thank you.”  Seokjin takes the bottle and hands it to Namjoon.  “Sit up, Joon.”  Namjoon weakly pulls himself up, moaning at the pain it causes.  He puts the bottle to his lips, slowly drinking the gel inside.  It tastes awful and makes him feel even more nauseous despite how nice it feels on his scratchy throat.  After emptying a quarter of the bottle, Namjoon hands it back to Seokjin.  

“H-hyung,” Namjoon mumbles.

“What is it, Joonie?”

“I’m so cold…”

“Can I hold you?” Seokjin asks again, and this time, Namjoon nods.  Seokjin lays down next to Namjoon, pulling him close and rubbing his back slowly.

“Aish…you’re burning,” he says.  “I don’t know what to do with you.”

“Is there anything else you need?” Hoseok asks.

“We’re okay, Hobi.  Thank you.”

“Hobah..” Namjoon says.

“I’m here, Joonie,” he says.

Namjoon whines softly.  “Don’t go.”

“You…want me to stay?” Hoseok smiles, but Namjoon doesn’t respond.  Seokjin feels Namjoon’s body go limp in his arms, his breathe getting slower.

“He’s sleeping now,” Seokjin whispers, rubbing Namjoon’s back.

—

About 30 minutes pass by with Hoseok sitting on the chair in the corner and Seokjin cuddling Namjoon.  “What time is it, Hobi?” Seokjin asks.  Hoseok looks at his phone.

“It’s 6:00, hyung.  I’m really hungry,” Hoseok responds.

“Me too…”

“We should go have dinner,” Hoseok says.  Seokjin hesitates. 

“I don’t wanna leave Joon here by himself…what if he wakes up and panics?”

“Hyung, he’s dead asleep.  We both need to eat.” Seokjin nods and pulls away from Namjoon slowly, being careful not to wake the leader.  The two go to the kitchen where they find that Taehyung has cooked dinner for them.

“How’s Namjoon-hyung?” Jungkook asks.  His eyes are red.  He’s been crying.

“He’s…he’s sleeping,” Seokjin says honestly.  “Jungkook…I’m sorry I was so harsh with you.”

Jungkook smiles.  “It’s okay, hyung.  I’ve already eaten.  I can go check on him,” he says.  Seokjin nods.

“Let me know if he’s doing bad again.”  Jungkook nods and walks over to Namjoon and Jimin’s room, sighing as he sees his leader shaking in his sleep.

           "I'm sorry Hyungie.." Jungkook whispers softly as he checks the cloth on his forehead, already warm again from Namjoon's feverish skin. I made it worse.. Jungkook sniffles, forcing his tears away. I don't have time to feel bad.. I need to do something..

         Jungkook wets the washcloth again, slowly running it over Namjoon's skin, wiping down his arm then across his exposed collar bone.

         "Mn…Hyung..cold…" Namjoon complains softly in his sleep voice coming out in a low husky tone.

          Jungkook stops in his tracks, putting it back in place on his forehead. I don't want to wake him up, but I can't just sit here and do nothing.. He sighs in frustration, gently playing with Namjoon’s soaked hair.  Namjoon’s face twists in discomfort and he rolls onto his side.  Jungkook can tell Namjoon is about to be sick by the sounds his stomach is making and how pale he’s getting.  He rubs the older’s back, hoping for it to maybe, just maybe go away after a few minutes.  Namjoon’s back is burning hot.  Jungkook wants to take his shirt off, or pull the blankets off, or something to help reduce his temperature.  He knows it’s his fault that Namjoon’s fever got even higher, and the guilt is killing him.

            He rubs Namjoon’s back comfortingly as he hears the leader groan in discomfort.  Namjoon’s eyes open, and Jungkook can tell he’s about to pass out, throw up, or both.

           "Hyung, do you need help up?" Jungkook asks in a small voice when he notices Namjoon sitting up, but he doesn't answer, trying to rush to the bathroom, staggering towards the bathroom.

          Jungkook tries to help, trying to grab his arm to help lead him, but Namjoon pushes him away.

           "No.. go.." Namjoon manages to force the words out hoarsely. He had already gotten sick in front of Taehyung. He wasn't going to add Jungkook to that list. 

             Jungkook watches him shut the door, hearing Namjoon heaving from the other side of the door. I need to get Seokjin-hyungie.. He rushes into the kitchen where the older boys were eating.

           "Namjoonie-hyung is getting sick again. He shut me out, I need help!" Jungkook says without taking a breath. Seokjin went to get up from his half eaten meal, but Yoongi stops him. 

            "I'll go. You eat. I'll handle it hyung." Yoongi rushes to the bathroom, going to Namjoon's side, rubbing his hand across Namjoon's back as he heaves.

             "Jun…Jungkook I said-" His words are cut off by another round of sick spilling into the bowl.

             "Namjoon-ah, it's me and I'm not leaving." Yoongi tells him firmly. 

Namjoon relaxes a little, feeling comfort from Yoongi's presence. "It'll be over soon. Just try to breathe Namjoon."

Namjoon takes deep breaths between gags, collapsing against Yoongi as they die down.

           "Sh*t Namjoon, you're burning up.." Yoongi swears, grabbing for a piece of toliet paper to wipe across the edges of Namjoon's mouth. "I need you to drink some water for me Joon."

 Namjoon shakes his head. I don't want to throw up again.

            "I know it sucks, but you'll only get worse if you don't. Come on Namjoon.." 

Yoongi gently props Namjoon against the bathtub, quickly moving to the sink to get a cup of water. 

            "Yoongi-yah…no…" Namjoon argues when Yoongi puts the cup by his lips.

            "Namjoon please, just try." Yoongi tried to hide the desperation in his voice. It's been years since he's seen Namjoon this bad. "Just a sip."

Namjoon takes a few sips, washing the awful taste from his mouth and soothing his raw throat, but it already felt like a stone in his stomach, turning his head away.

"Good job Joon, that's all I wanted.."Yoongi gently pulls Namjoon to his feet, struggling to move him forward. Namjoon was hardly conscious, being mostly dead weight. "Stay with me a little longer okay?" 

Namjoon tried his best to stay up, but he used the last of his energy. The older rapper just barely makes it to the bed before Namjoon stopped holding onto him, almost making both of them topple to the floor. "Fu*k Namjoon..you're heavy.."

Namjoon murmurs an apology. Yoongi takes off Namjoon's shirt, taking advantage of his lack of power to fight against him, finding the rag and wiping it across Namjoon's scorching back. 

Namjoon had his eyes closed, but he didn't look anywhere near peaceful. His breathing was labored and his hand was still wrapped tightly around his lower abdomen, an upset gurgle coming from it the sips of water sitting uncomfortably in his stomach.

"Poor Joon-ah.."Yoongi whispers, wiping the cloth across Namjoon's shoulders, across the back of his neck then going down his arm. I need to get his fever down…

"Hyung..will you lay with me?" Yoongi jumps in surprise when he hears the hoarse whisper of Namjoon.

"Sh*t..you scared me.. i thought you were out.."

"I can't sleep.. it hurts.." Namjoon whines.

"I know, I know..Let me wash you up first, okay? I need to cool you down first. ." Yoongi does the best he can to wash off the sweat, his heart tightening when he sees Namjoon trembling, despite his high fever.

"It's cold.." Namjoon grabs onto Yoongi's wrist to stop him. "Please Hyungie.." Namjoon's voice comes out sounding much younger.

Yoongi stops in his tracks. "You're really sick Joon-ah.. Alright.. come here.." He takes a seat next to him, holding out his arms.

Namjoon cuddles up to him, Yoongi forcing himself not to flinch when he feels his hot skin brush against him. He's already sticking to me.. He couldn't recall the last time Namjoon cuddled up to him. He wasn't known for being the cuddly type like Taehyung or Jimin. It just made him worry more.

"It hurts Hyung.." Namjoon whimpers, clutching his stomach when another ripple of pain tears through his stomach.

Yoongi reaches slowly, rubbing his hand across Namjoon’s stomach to try to ease the pain, feeling it tightening underneath his palm. 

Namjoon moans in time with a harsh cramp, and Yoongi shushes him.  “You're ok, shh, Joonie,” he says softly.

“Ahh…hurts…” he whines.  Yoongi presses down harder, trying to work out a cramp, and Namjoon curses under his breath.  “Hyung…f*ck, it hurts so much.”  Yoongi can see Namjoon starting to shiver.

“What should we do, Joonie?”

“Don’t know…” Namjoon sighs.  He’s too weak to even sit up.  His brain is foggy and he has no idea what would make him feel better.  The pain is getting worse every second and he’s not sure how much longer he’s going to be able to take this.  Barely anything works on his sensitive stomach.

“I can get some painkillers for you, Joonie, but I really don’t know what to do beyond that.”

“Get Jimin,” Namjoon says, his speech slurring.  Jimin always knows how to cuddle him just the right way when he’s sick, just the right sweet things to say to make him feel a little less miserable and get his spirits up a tiny bit.

         "Alright Namjoon." Yoongi gently escapes from the sick rapper, leaving to get Jimin. 

         "What's wrong? Has he gotten worse?" Jin asks, ready to spring up to go back to Namjoon's side.

          "He has, but he wants Jimin.." Yoongi states. 

           "What? He asked for me?" Jimin's eyes widen in surprise. 

          "I think he just wants to be comforted. I'm not the best at that.." Yoongi scratches the back of his neck shyly. "I tried my best. It's your turn now."

Jimin gets a water bottle to take with him, hoping he could get him to drink at least a little bit."Hyungie, I'm here.."

            "Minah…" Namjoon's voice comes out soft, the first part of his name getting cut off by a whimper.

Jimin puts the water down, curling around Namjoon. I don't want to stress him out more. He wanted cuddles, that's what I'll give him. He's so hot though..

          "My poor Hyungie, it's okay.. It's okay.." Jimin runs his hand up and down Namjoon's side with his gentle touch, leaning his head on him. "We'll get you feeling better soon.." 

Namjoon wasn't processing what Jimin was saying to him, but he enjoyed Jimin's soothing tone.

          "We'll think of something to make you feel better. Maybe we can find a good mix of herbal tea.." Jimin continues just saying sweet nothings, gently rubbing his face against Namjoon's cheek. He's hardly conscious.. Jimin bites the inside of his cheek, just barely letting his fingers brush against Namjoon's belly, smiling softly when he feels some of the tension in Namjoon's body let up. "That's it Hyungie, relax.. I'll still be here when you wake up, just try to sleep for now.."

Namjoon relaxes, and after some time, he falls asleep.

—

Jimin leaves when he sees that Namjoon is comfortably asleep, going into the living room and seeing all of the other members.

“How is he?” Seokjin asks.

“He’s asleep.  I think we should take him to the hospital, though.  He’s burning hot and in a lot of pain.”

“I don’t think we can, Jiminie…” Seokjin says.  “It’s a blizzard outside.  We can’t even see five feet out of the window.”

“And our cell phones aren’t working.” Jungkook frowns, empathizing his point by showing Jimin his phone.

           "We're lucky all this snow hasn't knocked the power out.." Yoongi adds in.

            "Yoongi-hyung, don't you jinx us!" Taehyung frets. "We're having enough trouble already.."

            "We have to think of something.."  J-hope sighs in frustration. 

             "We're doing all we can. At least he's sleeping.." Seokjin looks around the room at the members. I have to do something. Everyone's stressed..

               "Maybe, maybe we can go out on our own. If we drive really really slowly. It's better than just sitting around watching him slowly get worse." Jungkook whines desperately, staring at the flurry of snowflakes out the window.

               "You know we can't do that.." Seokjin tries to comfort Jungkook, but be jerked away from his touch.

"But Namjoonie-hyung needs medicine..he's burning up with fever and he can't even sleep with his stomach constantly making him feel sick. We have to try!" Jungkook says with frustration, clenching his fists together. "We can't just do nothing!"

"We're doing all we can, there's no way we can drive in that storm. You can't even see the trees right outside the window. It's too dangerous Koo." Jin tries to calm Jungkook by stroking his hair, this time accepting his touch. Jungkook sighs, taking a few breaths to calm himself. 

"What if we walk?" Jungkook looks hopelessly at Jin, already knowing the answer, tears swelling up.

"No way." Yoongi answers for Jin. "Are you trying to get lost in this mess? The nearest town is miles away. You'll end up with hypothermia before you even get halfway." 

The boys stop their arguing when they hear Namjoon heaving again, Jin rushing back into the bathroom, kneeling beside Namjoon who had his head in the toliet bowl. "Namjoon-ah, it's okay..it's okay.. Hyung is here." Jin rubs his back and Namjoon spits into the toilet, only saliva coming up. Hyung, make it stop, it hurts so much.. Namjoon couldn't get the words out, only a small whimper coming as he holds his sore middle, his muscles finally pushing up acid, burning his throat.

"I know, I know, just try to breathe for me okay?" Jin scratches his nails lightly across Namjoon’s back.  Namjoon tries, but he’s too distressed to breathe properly.  Namjoon gags empty, whimpering.

“It hurts,” he says softly.  

“Shh…I know, Joon.  You’ll be okay.  I’m here.  I’ll keep you safe.”  Namjoon finds comfort in that, calming down a bit.  Seokjin puts his hand on Namjoon’s forehead.  Sh*t.  You’re even hotter than before.  I don’t know what to do…” he says softly.  “We might have to give you a cold bath.”

“No…” Namjoon says.  “Please, no…”

Seokjin is about to say something, but suddenly, the lights start flickering. 

“Hyung?” Namjoon’s voice is deep, but he sounds scared.  The lights shut off, and Seokjin can’t hold back a curse under his breath.  He hears footsteps come to the bathroom and Yoongi shines his phone’s flashlight at them.  “Sh*t…you guys too?”  Namjoon winces at the light and Seokjin nods.

“There’s some candles in the kitchen…” Taehyung comes up behind Yoongi.  Namjoon turns away from the light.  His head is hurting again, the bright lights not helping.  

“Let’s get him to bed,” Seokjin says.  Taehyung comes over and helps Namjoon up, the two of them bringing Namjoon to his bed with Yoongi behind him.  Namjoon instantly rolls to his side, completely exhausted and still feeling nauseous.  Taehyung lays next to him and rubs his hand up and down his hyung’s burning back.  Namjoon sighs at the feeling of Taehyung’s hand.  It feels nice, but he’s still not comfortable with his stomach rolling and head pounding.  

“Do we have medicine?” Yoongi asks Seokjin.

“Namjoon might have some Ibuprofen,” he says.  “For his migraines.”  Namjoon shakes his head hard.

“I’m not taking anything…my stomach is killing me.”  Taehyung puts his hand on Namjoon’s stomach, feeling it tense and cramp every few seconds.  “Poor hyungie…” he says softly, rubbing gently.  Namjoon seems to relax at the touch, breathing more slowly.

“Your fever is gonna make you worse, Joonie.  You could pass out.  Or start hallucinating,” Seokjin says.  “Just try to take some and don’t throw up for an hour or so and you’ll start feeling better.”  Namjoon doesn’t want to.  He doesn’t want to faint or start hallucinating, but he really doesn’t want to throw up again.  Everything hurts and he’s exhausted, but he can’t sleep with how uncomfortable he is.

“Please, Joonie-hyung,” Taehyung says, and Namjoon shakes his head.  Jungkook comes into the room with two lit candles and places them on the dresser.  “What’s going on?” he asks.

“We’re trying to get Namjoon to take some medicine but he won’t..” Yoongi says.  Jungkook frowns in sympathy, then sits on the bed facing namjoon, running a hand through his sweaty hair.

“Can you please try to take a little, hyung?” Jungkook asks, looking at Namjoon with round worried eyes.  “You’ll feel better if you do.”  He knows Namjoon and his soft spot can’t say no to him, even when he’s feeling like this. 

Namjoon sighs. I can't say no when he looks at me like that.. "Alright..I'll try.."

Seokjin brightens up, quickly getting medicine from the bottle before he changes his mind. "Here Joon." He places the pill on Namjoon's tongue, quickly getting him a sip of water to help swallow it down. Please just drink a little more…

Namjoon takes a few mouthfuls of water before turning away from his eldest hyung."No more.."

"That's okay, you did good.." Taehyung smiles softly, gently rubbing his fingertips across Namjoon's cramping stomach.

"Thank you hyung." Jungkook says softly.

"I'm so tired.." Namjoon says in a hoarse whisper.

"Then we'll let you sleep.. Do you want me to take Taehyungie with us?" Seokjin asks, ready to remove the clingy vocalist but Namjoon shakes his head, still feeling guilty for how he treated him earlier.

"He's okay.."

"Get me if there's any change Tae. Take care of him." Seokjin gathered up the others and leaves the two alone.

Namjoon slowly started to drift off, his migraine becoming more manageable. Taehyung was humming as soft as he could as he continues to make feather light touches on Namjoon’s cramping belly. 

Taehyung stops when he hears Namjoon start to snore. He's finally asleep, but for how long? He uses his sleeve to try to wipe some of the sweat off of Namjoon's brow. He's still sweating..

Taehyung reaches for the wet cloth slowly, fearful that the slightest wrong move would wake him, just barely grabbing it from the tag, wiping it gently over Namjoon’s body.

Just when Taehyung thought Namjoon was finally starting to recover, he felt his muscles tensing up again, the older quickly sitting up. "Taehyung.." His voice came out as a pained groan as another wave of nausea hits like a tidal wave, making him gag, mouth filling with hot sick, his cheeks puffing out.

 "Hyung hold on I'll get-" Taehyung was too late, as he rushed to get the waste bin from the floor Namjoon had already started trying to scramble over him as his body pushes up more sick than he could hold down getting it on Taehyung, the side of the bed, then finally the bin on the floor, trying to prop himself up by his elbows. The pressure he was putting on his own stomach only worsened the pain, causing tears to run down his cheeks.

"Oh no Hyung.." Taehyung runs his hand down Namjoon's spine, feeling it arch as he continues to heave.

"Se-seokjinnie-hyung!" Taehyung yells coming out shaky with panic. "Yoongi-h-hyung!"

The two eldest run into the room Yoongi slowly lifting the bin from the floor keeping it by Namjoon’s face as Seokjin helped him sit up again. "Aiigo Namjoon-ah.. you're okay, you're okay.."

"N..no.." Namjoon sobs, all the stress on his body catching up with him. "I..i..can't do..do..ev..ev…" Another heave comes, cutting him off, only adding to his frustration causing even more tears to flow.  Seokjin rubs his back gently.

“You’re okay…”  Namjoon wipes his eyes and leans back.

“What happened, Taehyung?” Yoongi asks, taking the bin from Namjoon.

“He just woke up like this…and started vomiting.  I have no idea what happened.”  Seokjin uses a tissue from the side table to wipe Namjoon’s forehead from sweat.

“You’re burning hot, Joonie…we’re gonna have to give you a cold bath…”

Namjoon shakes his head.  “Please…no…I’m freezing…” Namjoon’s eyes look glassy and his usually tan skin is pale.

Seokjin glances at Yoongi, who shrugs.  “I think we have to…”

[huckleberrykai]

okay so I saw your post about, mean dom Kai after coming home from a bad day at work, and it was genius... but imagine, him coming home from a bad day of work only to find you had a worse day, and suddenly He's the one crying under You. Like the Switch in people in power just changes so fast. One moment he's teasing you, and the next. You have your hand around his neck, and... 😮‍💨😫 the whines that leave him 🙌 the sobs as he Begs you to let him cum. The way he squirms beneath you. His hands which are now tied to the bed post with pretty ribbon pulling in a desperate attempt to touch you or himself, he doesn’t know which. Pretty eyes looking up at you so pleadingly. Lips pouting and swollen. So hard beneath you, that you can him throbbing. Telling him to shut up and be a good boy,before finally sinking onto him.

Sorry this is so long, I got way too into this and my fingers wouldn't stop typing. 😔

😮‍💨 Satan has a special place in hell for me. Simply waiting for me to move in.

He's so perfect 😌

I don't regret sharing this

omg are we all in a subby kai mood today or something jskasd love it

(i luv this cause i'm a firm believer that he's a switch depending on the day, mood and situation - like this man adapts and plays every role WONDERFULLY. messy desperate sub? check. mean hard dom who'll fuck your brains out til you're blue in the face and covered in bruises? check. soft dom and king of loving sex and body worship? CHECK BABY! in a goofy playful mood with no real dynamics, just two horny lovers with silly best friend energy? he's got it in the bag. i truly think he's just down for whatever, he'll try anything once LOL)

ANYWAY I DIGRESS LETS GO!

mm kai being in a bad mood already, man needs to get his dick wet ! he knows you'll be down for it, you always are - but when you walk into the kitchen where he's throwing dinner together and look like you have a thunder cloud over your head .. his priorities change a lil

he knows it feels good to just let loose and channel your bad day into railing your partner, and he loves when you dom him anyway~ so maybe his bad day could be fixed by you taking the reigns and taking it out on him hehe

so after eating dinner together and venting out all of your frustrations of the day to each other, he'd get a little touchy-feely jskjdk a few kisses here and there then suddenly you're in bed making out as usual. kai teases you a little as he normally does, but when he notices you aren't biting back or even willingly submitting - he puts his idea into action.

"'m all yours for tonight honey. i'll be good i promise. use me however you like."

and that's all it takes for you to roll him over underneath you and secure your hand around his neck. "thank you baby boy~ be good for me and i might let you cum."

kai is already losing his shit bcs you're so hot like that LOL

absolutely nearly finishes untouched the second you pull the ribbons out to tie him to the headboard LMAO completely underestimates just how mean you can be when you're in that dom headspace~~ he suppose he deserves it after he's had you in that very position countless times hehe

he'd start crying sooo quickly. he's so hard and frustrated when you start grinding on him while you suck n bite his neck and scratch red lines into his chest. you'd keep his sweatpants on him and get completely naked above him so all he can do is watch you play with him with glassy eyes, unable to touch you or keep quiet at the little stimulation you give him. whenever he whines or complains you give him a little slap to the side of his ass, or maybe to his scratched-up chest >.< "good boys are patient. if you want a reward you better be good."

that shuts him up quickly !

but ask him to beg ,, and boy will he beg. "please fuck me. please.. need to be inside :("

the pout on his lips is too much to deny, so when you finally pull his pants down and sit on his lap with his dick nestled inside you he moans like you've never heard before. "that desperate huh? pathetic. you wanna be good then you won't make a sound. one peep and you won't cum tonight, got it? shut up."

and he nods like a sad puppy. your pace is brutal and he has to bite his lips to keep himself from whining. when you feel him start to twitch inside of you and his face scrunch up in concentration, you ask him to beg again ! because who wouldn't when he looks so pretty pleading for mercy muahaha

he'd let out all of his pent-up whines and moans as he begs you to let him cum with sickly sweet words ~~ "'so good.. please! please let me cum! so warm n pretty, can't help it.. please 'm being so good!"

so you can let him ! or have some fun and ruin his orgasm muahaha

either way kai checks out, cum leaking from his dick while his head spins - you completely stilled on top of him and crying thick salty tears from his disappointing (or fantastic depending on how ur feeling hehe) orgasm. when he finally opens his eyes after having them squeezed shut and seeing the fire still burning in your eyes and the sadistic smile on your lips.. he knows he got himself into a doozy of a situation ~ but that's exactly what he wanted 😌

MAN IMS ORRY THIS HALF TURNED INTO A WHOLE ASS DRABBLE subby kai got me feeling feelings today fhuedjwk thbaku for sharing this i am screaming !! so many thoughts

and it's okay, i belong in hell too we can hang out together and talk abt subby switch kai 😋💗

[akaakeis]

oh nooooo i tripped and fell for u into ur ask box

eating ny ice cream rn ;; strawberry is such a weird flavour like if i had to choose and get one i would not get strawberry but if irs rhere at home im finishinf ALL of it

ALSO, DRAWING ON PEOPLE'S HANDS 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

anyways about the iwa smau!!! genuinely have no motivation rn #tweaks BUT i would like to say that the yn is shamelessly based off me like i have consumed acrylic paint on multiple occasions (today) (with ice cream)

ILYT!!!!! IM WRITING THIS RN SO I CANT RESPOND (CRIES)

lost a mark in my chem test today im tweaking

BUT THE FREAKY ENGLISH TEACHER SAID IM ON THE RIGHT TRACK AND DOING GOOD AND AN ATTENTIVE STUDENT AND LIKR????????? ERMMMM SHES INSANE BUT FHE ACADEMIC VALIDATION GOES SOOO HARD

also like lowkey icl i was hanging around ur blog again rn and thats why i decided to send an ask !! ur blog is so pretty rrrrr

I ALSO BASICALLY JUST PEAKED IN HS CUZ THE LIBRARIAN RECOGNISED ME AND GAVE ME A BOOK RECOMMENDATION AND LET ME TAKE IT EVEN THOUGH IT DIDN'T HAVE THE PROPER STUFF TO BE FILED AS BORROWED (like each book has a code and this one didnt and she STILL gave it to me) SO LIKE BASICALLY SHE TRUSTS ME BC IVE BEEN OVER HERE FOR LIKE A YESR AT LEADT TAKING A BOOK THEN COMING BACK 1-2 DAYS LATER CUZ I FINISHED IT LOLOLS

also about OUR iwa fic i was js thinking like,, fake dating this dumbass b word ushiwaka and hes like ?? why me ??? "ur names rhyme kind of" ?? wth ??

lowkey think im immune to anything thats in acrylic paint now bc i have Eaten So Much Of It

anyways the book is lowkey good i havent finished it YET but irs called the girl on the train and like woahhhhhh smth like that at our super conservative school is iNsane

i hope u feel better soon!!! if u dont ill fly over and idk. magic

i have a maths test tmr rjejsjskssk the topic is fun but I Don't Know what if i Fail

OSHIT I WAS SUPPOSED TO LOCK IN AND DO HW OOPS ERM HRU TELL ME AB UR DAY ETC ETC and also any sav x yaku tidbits youd like to drop <- forgot the ship name AND AND AND THE ANONS THINF IS SO REAK KMFG

ok byebye ily xx

ah thats a shame 😞😞 hope your knee or whatever u banged on the way in heals up well lina 😞

yum yum yum ice cream!! i hope ur enjoying it!! also thats so real i feel like strawberry ice cream is just an odd flavor... but true that i always eat the strawberry ice cream in the freezer just to spite my other roommate (with love!!!) LMAO

also real 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ i adore when people draw on me or let me draw on them it js makes me so happy <3

DONT FEEL PRESSURED TO WORK ON IT!! BE SPORADIC!! DO IT WHENEVER YOU GET IDEAS!!! WE WILL STICK AROUND TO READ WHENEVER U DECIDE TO WRITE

NOOO NOT THE CHEM TEST IM SORRY LINA :((( ITLL ALL WORK OUT THO

NOT THE ENGLISH TEACHER. IM SORRY SHES MY OPP FROM WHAT IVE HEARD ABOUT HER SHES FREAKY I FEAR. BUT FOR THE ACADEMIC VALIDATION I SUPPOSE I GET IT...

HELP i didnt ever realize how much time you spent on my blog like genuinely 😭 BUT THANK YOU SM!! im super proud of this theme even tho its not the most intricate <3

WOOOW THE LIBRARIAN RECOGNIZED YOU AND TRUSTED YOU W AN UNFILED BOOK??? i aspire to be you but i never step foot into my school library i much prefer my public library... there's sm more books that i read there!!! BUT THATS GENUINELY SO COOL WTF

bro that fic will genuinely be so funny 😭 like the quote we were yapping ab earlier "ushijima?? the hell?? you don't even go to the same school as him?? 😨" iwa would be more confused than anything at first AND I THINK THATS HILARIOUS!! and pls ushijima just AGREEING hes a closeted himbo i swear i swear i swear

alina im genuinely concerned over the fact that you CONSUME acrylic paint? but whatever? i guess? please dont eat too much that's definitely not meant to be consumed 🧍‍♀️

im gonna add that book to my tbr list!! i read the synopsis and it sounds pretty good tbh

THANK YOU!! my roomie is taking care of me so i'll probably be fine within the next few days 🙂‍↕️

AND GOOD LUCK!! im sure you'll do amazing dont even play w me rn alina YOU WILL DO SO SO SO WELL YOU LITTLE MATH NERD (affectionate)

OH YEAH GO DO HOMEWORK WTF 😭 IM GOOD! I FEEL BETTER TODAY <3 IVE BEEN IN BED SINCE I WOKE UP SO THERE ISNT MUCH TO TELL YOU ABOUT BUT UHHHH LAST NIGHT I WATCHED HOWLS MOVING CASTLE WITH MY ROOMMATE!! SAV X YAKU IS SAVORI!!! COURTESY OF BAKERY ANON MY LOVE 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ UMM I DONT HAVE TIDBITS RN BUT ILL DM YOU WITH RANDOM ONES SOMETIME DURING THE DAY TRUST!!

bye bye!! ily ily <3

[babes4pdd]

Please Don't Destroy: The Treasure of Foggy Mountain Headcanons

A/N: Hi guys! This is my first time like ever writing fanfic + posting it so my apologies if there's any formatting errors. Anyways I just rewatched this and I wanted to write something about it because I Love it LOL. I hope you Enjoy!

P.S. There is both SFW and NSFW content in here so only read if you're 18+!!!!!

Ben Marshall 

Very ambitious and work driven, eager to impress his father 

Similarly he is very eager to please YOU always, sometimes he gets caught up with work but after that his first priority is always you <3 

He always trys to act like he isn’t silly, but you always manage to wear him down 

Outside of Jawn and Martin mostly people see him as v work obsessed and serious 

So when you finally get to know this side of him you’re like shook because you never would have guessed 

That Ben Marshall is so fun and goofy 

His chest and shoulders are covered in freckles 

He is such a terrible cook he burns everything 

Loooves folding laundry with his big headphones on... like that boy loves a repetitive task 

Refuses to smoke weed with you and Jawn and Martin but once a month after like...four Trulys he will hit your cart wayyy too hard and cough so hard you guys have to bring him outside and rub his back 

He always smells so good, like clean grass and Irish spring soap 

Leaves guy time constantly to hang out w you 

Campfire guy 

NSFW 

Little to no experience LOL 

Came in his pants the first time you two made out 

His fave is missionary because he needs to be able to see your face 

Praise kink to the maxxxxx 

Loooooves overstim lol 

Def into spit, loves when when your saliva is in/on him 

Also has a thing for hickies, loves when you two stumble somewhere together, arms around each other’s waists, cheeks burning red and necks covered in bruises 

Loves to eat pussy, but def neeeds more practice, like obv he was a total virgin when you too met  

But still loves to at least attempt to please you, super overeager 

Begs for it  

Rly wants to cum inside of you 

Likes being called Daddy on occasion  

Martin Herlihy 

Pretentious boyfriend to the max 

Vinyl guy 

Loves getting white girl wasted 

Loves to dance when he’s drunk 

Very clingy in the mornings  

Like mansplains everything to you 

Super overprotective and jealous 

Hand on your lower back as you guys walk around together 

When/if you get flirted with in public he gets so angry and possessive and he gets weird 

Likes when you wear his clothes 

Nsfw 

Brings up you being flirted with by strangers during sex 

Gets his jealousy out by sex 

Loooooves getting oral, but will also give 

Loves lingerie  

Wants to shotgun vape smoke into your mouth 

Likes hair pulling 

Likes you being on top of him 

Likes manhandling you  

Will spit in your mouth 

Likes to roleplay 

Sometimes Lawrence comes out during sex 

Always wants to be called daddy 

Cums on your face! 

If you wear glasses he's Begging to cum on them  

Total ass guy 

Sex playlist 

Likes to degrade (not good at it) 

1 and done for sex, if he cums first he’ll eat you out till you cum and then be like “Im sleepy 😊 ) 

Gets drunk and horny 

John Higgins 

Loves date nights in 

Takeout and movie 

Loves to cuddle 

Little spoon 

Is a good cook 

Loves wine and gossip 

Is a sassy man 

Is constantly texting you/sending you tiktoks 

Takes tons of candid pictures of you 

500+ day snap streak 

Is really whiny and clingy, especially in the morning  

Likes his head being scratched 

Likes showering with you and you washing his hair 

Is a human furnace, always so hot 

Passenger princess 

Loves getting you little trinkets and treats 

Loves to kiss your head 

NSFW 

Submissive most of the time 

Occasionally dominant 

Boob/thigh guy 

Likes to be degraded 

Gives tons of praise 

Loud, whiny  

Begging 

Likes to be bossed around 

Gets pegged occasionally 

Loves it 

Gets sooo needy when he’s high 

Hairy 

Always smells a bit too good 

Cannot have sex while watching something, he gets too focused and has to pause it  

Incorporate sex toys 

Also into overstimulation 

Likes the way of masturbating to a person, like sending you videos of him jerking off 

Obsessed with boobs the way a 13 year old boy is 

The best collected afterwards, the king of aftercare 

Calls you mommy 

Likes to be degraded but simultaneously needs to be affirmed 

[xxswagcorexx]

tumblr user xxswagcorexx why do you insist on hiding away half your analyses/ramblings in the tags of your posts speak ur truth!!! anyway talk mythology andor symbolism to me whats the significance behind red's cult eating honey? do either of them get any items of power mixed up sometimes but just go whoops and move on like its no big deal? what would an outsider pov on this mess look like "ah that pair of lunatic gods again" bc this is sooo funny to me to imagine

i am . scared of everyone (and plus i don't wanna make the post too long and tags let me ramble without worrying abt length/mention small things without feeling like i need to format it properly ^_^

and uh abt the honey thing. this is where u can see this is Really inspired by greek mythology but basically in greek mythology, honey was seen as food of the gods and would provide gods immortality and whatnot ^_^ anyways i was like "hmmmmmm reddoons core" but also it just really works well. aesthetically for him

(AND GET READY FOR A LONG RAMBLE UNDER THE CUT)

anyways on the topic of the honey thing, i tend to associate red with gold because 1) money and 2) red and gold are a really classic color combo that i love, so honey (sorta) resembling molten gold is just. really aesthetically pleasing to me

and also iirc red wanted to make the byzantine empire in earthbound season 2? and when i came across a video on how to make byzantine honey fritters by tasting history with max miller i was like "omg reddoons core"--and from the video it seems like honey was a bit of a special dessert? in 6:33 of the video, there's a poem about a monk complaining about how the abbots have it a lot better than the monks and they mention that the abbots had 2nd helping of honey fritters so yeah i think its safe to assume honey was a semi-special thing, even if it was common. so uh. yeah. money and reddoons. thumbs up

and for the longest time i have associated bees and honey by rina sawayama with. swagdoons in general and the entire song is about how much the singer loves money and partying even if they're broke as shit LMAO its such a good bop if you like pop i recommend it . anyways ya that just added to the aesthetic in general

(as u can tell most of it was based off of vibes and plus in biased because i like how. warm milk and honey taste and plus i really like the idea of milk being something nurturing and honey being something sweet that is representative of love bc ur being sweet and easing someone into something so. Yeah. just vibes but how i figure out vibes are so specific that its worth explaining i think <- loves romanticizing the mundane) (and there's a sick ass line from the end poem like that) (like "And the player was a new human, never alive before, made from nothing but milk and love. You are the player. The story. The program. The human. Made from nothing but milk and love." come ON that line fucks so hard how couldn't i love it)

anyways i think with all of that in mind, red's cult would eat honey as a sign of wealth and comfort/nurturing 4 those reasons ^_^ (i am so sorry for all of that for explaining that i just have lots of Reasons to why i feel something sometimes)

WILDLY OFF TOPIC but u also asked abt items of power getting mixed up, i think it would happen most during worship </3 i think they'd just go to each other and be like "REDDOONS one of your cult members sacrificed blood as a loyalty pact to their partner instead of WAR again. u want it" and red would either let ash keep it or take it so uh. insert them sharing their power with each other here even though their values are usually on increasing ur ego and being on top of the world (CONSIDERING THIS FANDOM LOVES THEMES OF LOYALTY IN A GAY GAY HOMOSEXUAL WAY) (SEE WHY I DDNT WANT THEM COMING FROM ANOTHER GOD OR MERGING INTO 1 GOD) (THE IMPLICATIONS ARENT GOOD)

anyways i think ash and red (as gods) and their cults are pretty well known (like how swagdoons r the 2nd most popular ls ship) but LORD if their myths got lost to time they'd be a nightmare to study via texts and scripts in the future. like i can imagine for the LONGEST time historians argue if they were gods that changed during the dark ages because red's name predates ash until they Finally find a myth involving them as 2 different characters and its settled that they're 2 separate gods even though they represent similar-ish things LOL anyways yeah i can imagine more myths of them being found and historians going ??? wtd were these gods <3 hope that answers ur questions anon! :D

[forjongseong]

knock, knock!

nanaaa, its been so long ahh 🥹 i’ve seen that you’ve updated your carmesí series and GODDD it was that good?! beforehand, i know i’ve missed out on a lot so i had to backtrack and read from where i was up to before 😭😭✋🏼 (didn’t remember what ep but then i remembered i wrote it down in my notes and i’m sooo glad i did ssjdhsis) i just wanted to start off with how are youu? i hope you’re doing well, eating well, drinking well, taking care of yourself well! i’ve been offline n online here and there and i miss a lot of my favourite people on here, including you </3 i’ve missed my v v talented tante sm :(( i hope we can talk again 🫶🏼 (in fact, jays been hitting different lately and the recent ep made it sm WORSE. its raining heavily down there girl, let me breathe lord have mercy)

OKAY SO,— ouh the butterflies the fucking butterflies. who doesn’t want husband! secretary jay hello??? the way hes so incredibly ARGHHGGHH i can’t even describe how hubby he is like i want him like this is so bad for me pls. and the way hes always comforting his beloved wife and just genuinely loving her, taking care of her throughout the ep got me GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET i had to put my phone down to calm MYSELF down. god when can i have a man like him. “You look very fuckable, husband.” PLEASE. WHEN DOES HE NOT???? you always devour w the spicy scenes it got me.. ykwim.. and don’t even get me started w that little present he got her like i had so much fun reading that part bye.

the way he shows his love for her— the way they show it to each other through everything i might cry (i did) my heart instantly melted, i love everything about them 🥺🥺 and the ending omg!! 😭✋🏼 i was so excited for them ☹️ (although i already knew it was bound to happen i was so happy) i’m horrendously downbad for this man 🧎🏻‍♀️ its insane how talented you are and the amount of hard work you put into the series i could never??

eh tau ga, pas mereka di jakarta buat gda, yk i was supposed to be in indo at that time but pasporku abis bodooooo 😭 i need to renew it asap sihdjwhdjsvm i wanted to cry like i watched the live & videos and everything and all i thought to myself was I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THERE ughrugrjugu theres still a next time, (maybe LMAO) but we should go together and meet up one day 🥹🫶🏼

ahh i know this feedback (its honestly just me yapping and ranting ab how much i love the seriesjanishaid) doesn’t seem like a lot but i hope yk i’m still a sucker for the carmesí series forever n ever ‼️ i’ll keep rereading every ep if i have to (i will bae dw) i’m proud of you nana!! i’ll be cheering for you from afar always <3 🤍

who's there? BOYNEXTDOOR--

so glad to see YOU in my inbox after experiencing a major loss of moots going on hiatus and never ever coming back coughORIcough anyways!

I don't blame you if you had to backtrack because it took ME a long time to reread everything because I literally forgot where I left it?? and then I didn't wanna repeat or write similar smut scenes so I'm like... what...?? BUT I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPDATE

props to YOU for having it written in notes omg notes app is superior I use it for everything! but you making notes of my fanfic just makes me feel important 🙏 I hope you're doing well too! still in Brisbane I assume?

GLAD YOU LIKE THE PRESENT! that TOY is based on a real life device I have seen and I am considering buying BHAHAHA but I don't have a partner to use it on me so I am sadddddd when is Jay gonna be my partner irl you know what I'm sayin

it's okay, I didn't watch GDA either, and I went to PS in the afternoon only to find out Jake and Jungwon went later in the evening lol definisi ga jodoh, but glad Jay didn't make an appearance anywhere otherwise I will be jumping into Sungai Ciliwung

I don't mind ANY type of feedback even if it's just you yapping! thank you so much for being such a loyal reader of carmesi a.k.a carmesimp since day 1. your support means A LOT to me! and don't hesitate to drop by my ask box any time you want.

[ithinkabouttzu]

hiii i love your work smm so can you give me a txt ship please<333

well im an infp/j , pisces, female and have a lightish bronze skin tone and freckles ( she/her ) my favourite people are my family , friends and txt lol txt helped me in the most difficult times of my life and im sooo grateful for them and i really hope i can go to a concert one day

anyways i also love being alone time, my hobbies are reading, listening to music and art and shopping and watching kdramas or any show. I am confident , empathetic and very emotionally mature I alsoooooooooooo love eating and everyone knows. pizza , fast food, home cooked food alll of ittttttttttt. Im also very very romantic, and love being affectionate to those im comfortable with. Consent is a big thing for me. oh yeaaaah and i have black shoulder length hair, average weight and height for my age. im also a perfectionist and when i want something done i have to do it myself. my love language is physical touch i love hugs and kisses and cuddles lol but i need to be reaussured quite a bit. i love art and maths, the logic behind it all is so fulfilling and fun. I'm quite intelligent i think ha i speak italian well but understand it best , english fluently a bit of spanish and arabic. i also find it so hard to open up and showing my vunerable side so i am a very slow burner but when i feel 100% comfortable you'll hate how clingy i can be. i really enjoy listening , so im more of a listener than talker. Also when i love, i love hard. im always smiling and im VERY sarcastic. I think and daydream alot which is good and bad. ah im also very dirty minded lol and when im stressed i like to tidy my room and clean.

oh my lord the way ive just sat here and waffled about myself for like half an hour ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh im so sorry you have to read this all. i think i repeated myself like 30 times too....thank u in advance, i love ur blog, its like a safe haven

kisses

L <3333333

Thank you so very much darling! ❣️🤍❣️

I lowkey had a little trouble on who to ship you with at first because i could see you being well with all of them! Buttttt anyway 😋

I ship you with…

Choi Yeonjun!

Song recommendation: Everything - Kehlani

- Ride or die couple, Y’all are both so loyal and always have each others back !

- Okay y’all would have such a nice and loving relationship with eachother, plus y’all would be a so stylish frrrr 😌

- I could see you guys like going out and shopping together, and he’d take you to all the best shops in town, and say like if the total came to be a HUGE amount (even if it was a small amount too) He would just hand you his card with the sexiest smirk on his face

- Okay you guys are always going to the most coolest dinner spots for date night, usually every weekend y’all go somewhere fun and hip!

- He is so affectionate to you and LOVES your freckles (he thinks they are the cutest thing in the world omg)

- Boy spoils you with his love fr, like hugs kisses anything, and he all know he is good with his words so he would always reassure you when he needed to!!

- Okay he would fine it so COOL that you speak italian ( me too🙋🏻‍♀️) but he would ask you to teach him and would be so eager to learn! Would also die if you called him any pet name in one of the languages you’re fluent in 😫

- Oh my gosh Like some days you guys will be all on eachother (sometimes y’all are just so clingy and cute omg)

- Plus let me tell you how he would get so turned on if you made any dirty remark to him (he just can’t contain himself around you like dude I know she’s gorgeous but chilllll)

- Honestly he likes your perfectionist personality, he’s a chill guy and likes to have things in order sometimes, also coming home to a clean room is always a plus LOL

Thank you so much for your request and I hope you enjoy this!!! 💖🤍

[sehodreamsthoughts]

okay was typing this in my notes app earlier, ummm here we go, yeah i absolutely adore the idea of hanbin being ur coworker and being obsessed with you like that, giving you the best orgasm of your life and now you need him to do it for you again<33 needy every time you see him, the way he looks at you alone turning you on… he’s always eating you alive with his gaze, making your breasts swell and nipples harden when he enters a room and you feel hot and bothered just in his presence.

i’m trying to be softer too and i’m thinking about like how he’d make you feel sooo loved<3 like not only would he bring u sweets and make sure you eat well, he’d be a great listener, make time for dates with you often, take care of you when you’re sick, all the things you thought you’d maybe never get from someone because people either don’t give you a second glance or only want to use you as a notch on their bedpost.

but he’d definitely make sure you were well fed<3 you’d continue to work together, and he’d bring you snacks and sweets everyday, straight to your desk so no one else could get their greedy hands on the donuts and cookies he brought specifically for you. he’d want to watch you nibble on a few before he leaves you to your work for the meantime…

in my head you and hanbin would just need to date, like literally the sweetest romance even if it had such a crude start🤭🤭 but i also have ideas of hanbin fucking you with his fingers while you’re in a work meeting, in the back row with his hands under your skirt, trying to muffle the squelching noises with the fabric of your skirt, whimpering because you’d be so humiliated if you got caught but he just coos about he can’t resist you when you look so plush and pretty all the time, you’re like “you’re the one who told me to wear what i want again!!” and he’s like yeah, but you don’t know what it does to me😖😖

also cause i’m gross i just like the idea of gaining a bit of weight from all his love (read: the copious amounts of treats he brings you all the time) and hanbin’s just so obsessed with how your chubby thighs make your skirts ride up, your tummy softening even more and your breasts straining the buttons of your work top. 😳😳😳😖

and umm just overall being unable to resist hanbin because he makes u feel so good<33 and also he just can’t keep his hands off of you anyways :)))

- 🥟 anon

God YESSSSSSSS

My head can't with the image of him finally treating you like he's been wanting for so long. He'd be so smiley, arriving early every morning to talk to you for a bit before the day starts, telling you how good you look wearing what you like again, asking you to have lunch together and laughing when you trip over your words because in your mind you're asking yourself if that's really happening???

Also, I'm sure he'd try to not be as nasty again? I mean, he'd definitely remember the night outside a lot, but he wants to really be with you, not only because you make him incredibly hard but because you're the most precious person in his eyes 😭 so he does his best to make you open to him and get used to his attention (he's pretty into word affirmations too 🫠 "I want to eat with you", "please let me get to know you more", "You have no idea how much I enjoy your company")

Hahaha but I doubt he'll be able to keep his hands to himself for long and after some time (when you're more used to his presence always wandering around you) he'll definitely have a hand over your ass when you're alone drinking coffee, maybe even rubbing his hard on your ass when you go up the elevator or when he walks behind you with the excuse of the places begin too small/crowded 💀

The part in which you talked about Hanbin fingering you when you have work meetings is so real, I also see him asking you for help to get supplies from the storage (perfectly knowing that you'd never say no to helping someone) and going down on you because you look so delicious when you go up your tiptoes to get some files 🥵 the way your skirt rolls up and your top gets tighter because of the movement? He's insane and soon you can't stop him from whispering how much he adores your body while his hand cups you 😭 ("you need me too, right?" He'd ask while sliding his fingers between your folds, teasing you until you're dripping down, and even if you tell him that you two have work he's going to his knees "I can't leave you like this princess, I'll be quick, don't worry")

Oh, and yeah, he'd notice how his gifts are making you gain weight but he loves that too 😭, like he's not only loving you, his love is showing in your body???? He can't wait to hold your love handles and make you bounce against his cock 😶‍🌫️🩷