#I’m again going to be the party pooper who says no

[fairydustedtheory]

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[st7rnioioss]

*ੈ … “hi vlog!!” you smiled with a giggle, waving at the camera. you were currently in the airport with your boyfriend, matt, going to boston for a short visit.

you sat in a café that was located right after you get through the duty free area, drinking a cup of coffee and eating a sandwich while you waited to board your flight.

“this is matt. say hi,” you chuckled, tilting the camera to the side to show matt’s face, his arm around your shoulders.

“babe, they know who i am,” he laughed with you, shaking his head as you turned the camera back to you.

you rolled your eyes at him. “what a party pooper. you didn’t even say hi,” you tried zooming in on your face, pouting at the camera while matt’s laugh could be heard in the background.

“anyway - matt here got me a sandwich and a coffee. isn’t that so nice of him?” rhetorically asking, you flipped the camera to show the sandwich, even explaining what kind of you were having.

“oh! by the way guys, i got new shoes!” you smiled excitedly, showing off the shoes matt got for you.

“aren’t they so cute? matt actually got them for me a few days ago.” you explained, zooming in on your shoes to show off the small details.

after vlogging for a bit, eating lunch with your boyfriend, getting a few waters, you decided to walk around the airport, going through different stores.

“okay guys, now we’re walking around the shops here in the airport. matt when was the flight boarding?” you asked him, looking up him for an answer.

matt reached a hand into the backpack. “i think we’re boarding at 3:30. so in forty minutes.” matt mumbled as he checked the boarding passes, just to make sure he wasn’t missing anything, while you turned the camera to record him.

“alright! well, we got plenty of time then.” you shot a smile to the camera, while matt laid his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to kiss the top of your head.

you walked around the different stores with matt, looking at makeup, perfumes, clothes, and some snacks for the flight.

you recorded matt as he looked at the different sodas in a tiny kiosk-looking store, giggling as he looked very focused.

“what are you finding, matt?” you smiled, recording him over his shoulder.

he had a root beer in one hand, the other a few different snacks.

“uh, i’m trying to figure out what he difference is between these two. look, that root beer has a red cap, but this one had a grey or silver looking cap. but it’s the same brand.” he explained, showing the two different bottles to the camera.

“oh, isn’t that one.. um. i don’t know..?” you shrugged, recording matt’s face, who looked very confused, which made you laugh.

“anyways, guys look. i got a new lipgloss.” you said, showing the pink lipgloss you had gotten in one of the stores just down the huge hall.

“it’s pink! and - wait for it.. it even smells like strawberries.” you smiled, opening the lipgloss to smell it for the hundredth time, stuffing it in your purse again, taking a few steps away from matt.

you leaned closer to the camera, whispering quietly.

“matt really likes it. if you know what i mean…” you winked with a proud smile, turning the camera to sneakily record matt, who had moved on from the root beer, finding your favorite soda in the fridge.

you walked up to him, acting like nothing happened.

“aw, thank you, matt!” you giggled, wiggling your eyebrows at the camera before tapping his back to kiss him. your comment about the lipgloss a second ago sure wasn’t a lie.

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“okay, boring stuff now. i think we’re gonna go to the gate, but i’m not sure.” you explain, fixing your hair in the camera lens.

matt in the back looked very focused, listening to the announcement in the speakers that had played soft music. he made sure it was the right flight the voice on the speakers was talking about, telling you it was your groups time to board the flight.

you explained the plans you guys had made for your visit, showing a few more things that matt had bought for himself, even showing the keychains you had on your purse.

“- this one i think i got at a fair. it’s a little kitty with a big hat on.” you said in a baby voice, trying to copy the one matt always did, while showing the keychain to the camera with a smile.

matt looked back at you, smiling when he saw you showing off the different keychains.

“hey, we gotta go. we’re boarding in ten.” he tapped your shoulder, kissing your cheek gently.

you returned a kiss to his cheek, giving him a small ‘thank you’ with a smile.

“noo! more boring stuff now, guys.” you pouted, putting on an exaggerated act, giving the camera a thumbs down as you stood up to grab your stuff.

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[jaeyunverse]

chapstick challenge

pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader

genres: fluff, suggestive

wc: 1163

warnings: making out

summary: the chapstick challenge is just an excuse for you to get heeseung to kiss you. thankfully, he’s more than happy to oblige.

note: i don’t have the motivation to write but i didn’t wanna let the blog die either so here’s another repost :)

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“Heeseung!” you popped cheerfully and poked his cheek with your pencil. “Can I ask you something?”

The boy looked at you suspiciously. “What do you want?”

“Do I always have to want something from you?” you asked, your bottom lip jutting out in a pout.

“You’re being weirdly nice and unnecessarily upbeat at 8:30 in the morning so—” he shrugged— “yes.”

“Okay, yeah, I do want something,” you deadpanned, dropping your charade immediately. Heeseung rolled his eyes and you shoved his shoulder playfully in response. “But you have to promise you won’t say no.”

“No.”

“Boo!” you complained. “You’re such a party pooper!”

Refraining the urge to roll his eyes again, Heeseung reminded you, “The last time you made me promise to not say no, we ended up in the goddamn police station.”

“That’s on you for running too slow.”

“You forgot to pick up the bag with the fucking spray paints, Y/N!” he exclaimed incredulously. “They’re expensive!”

“I didn’t mind ditching the bag if it meant our parents remained uninformed about what happened that night!”

Letting out a long sigh of exasperation, Heeseung said, “Just tell me. The free period will be over soon.”

“Okay,” you declared and dragged your chair closer to his desk. Gesturing for him to come closer, you whispered in his ear, “It’s a TikTok challenge.”

The disappointment on Heeseung’s face could not have been more evident. “I thought you had something interesting to tell me. This was so lame.”

“C’mon!” you urged. “I swear it’ll be fun!”

“You know I’m not into TikTok.”

“Are you opposed to the idea of kissing me too?”

“Oh.” His demeanour changed immediately and he leaned towards you with a curious expression on his face. “Tell me more.”

“You’re such a dork,” you teased.

“I’m down for anything that involves kissing you,” he admitted shamelessly and shrugged. “Maybe this will finally persuade you to be my girlfriend. What’s the challenge?”

You snorted. You and Heeseung were definitely more than friends, but you weren’t exactly dating either. He wanted the two of you to be together, but you weren’t inclined to get involved with him—he was moving to another country for college in a few months.

It was already hard for you to come to terms with the fact as a friend. You weren’t sure you’d be able to cope if you began dating him.

Heeseung tried to convince you that you could make a long-distance relationship work, but you knew better than that. It wasn’t realistic—the timezones weren’t compatible at all and you were both way too career oriented to be able to commit to someone who lived on the other side of the world.

So, you just flirted with each other without ever putting a label on whatever you were. A few platonic makeout sessions here and there, a few not-a-real-date dates to make memories, but never girlfriend and boyfriend.

“I apply a bunch of different chapstick flavours and you try to guess them.”

Heeseung grinned mischievously. “Oh, I love what you have in mind.”

“Meet me at our usual spot during lunch break?” you asked, your lips mirroring his contagious smile.

“Can’t wait.”

“Will we be recording the challenge?”

You raised an eyebrow and looked at Heeseung over your shoulder. Tightening your grip on his hand as you tugged him along faster, you said, “I wasn’t planning to. Do you want to?”

“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I’ll just get self-conscious.”

You laughed. “Are you saying you’re camera shy?”

“I’m saying I would rather focus on the challenge!” he exclaimed, the tips of his ears turning red with embarrassment.

“Relax.” You chucked and let go of his hand. “I’m just messing with you. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

Fetching an eye mask from the pocket of your hoodie, you handed it to Heeseung and told him to put it on. He did, and you uncapped the first chapstick.

After putting it on, you grabbed his tie and pulled him closer. His arm immediately wrapped around your waist, his hand finding its way to your jaw and cupping it gently.

Then, his mouth was on yours. You were a little surprised by how easily he was handling you even though he couldn’t see anything. It made you realise just how well he knew you—how much you’d gotten used to being with each other.

Heeseung tilted his head to the side for better access and ran his tongue over your bottom lip, sucking on it to get a better taste of the flavour you had applied.

“Strawberry,” he guessed without bothering to break the kiss.

You hummed. “You’re good at this.”

He smiled against your mouth and kissed the corner of your lip before pulling away. Removing the eye mask, he asked, “At guessing flavours or at making out?”

“Guessing flavours,” you said with a smirk and slung your arms around his neck. “I’m gonna need to conduct more experiments to reach a conclusion on that regard.”

“Oh, yeah?” he teased, running his thumb up and down the curve of your waist. “Go ahead and apply a second flavour then.”

You did, and this time, Heeseung wasn’t sweet nor gentle. He pretty much had you pinned against the wall, your fingers weaving through his hair and tugging at the strands.

The kiss was deeper and messier, as if the boy couldn’t get enough of you. Could never get enough of you.

His tongue forced its way into your mouth and you knew he wasn’t holding back anymore. He nibbled on your bottom lip, sucking and licking till you lost sense of everything else but him.

Out of breath, you broke the kiss, but Heeseung, it seemed, was nowhere near done. He placed his lips on your neck, allowing you to get some much needed oxygen into your system.

“That’s not where the chapstick is,” you whispered. You wanted his mouth back on yours. Now.

“Chocolate,” he muttered, sucking hard on the underside of your jaw. You hissed in both pleasure and pain. “It’s chocolate.”

Panting, he detached his lips from your skin and leaned against the wall next to you. You glanced at him and noticed that his tie had come loose.

Not only that, but part of his shirt had also somehow untucked itself and his hair was sticking in all directions. What you loved the most about his dishevelled appearance, though, were his swollen lips.

“Bingo,” you confirmed, resisting the urge to pull him against you again. “It was chocolate.”

Heeseung smirked. “Do I get a reward for passing the challenge?”

You didn’t answer immediately, instead fixing your uniform and hair. He watched you intently with dark eyes.

On your way out of the alley between the two secluded buildings at the back of your school, you said, “Why don’t you meet me back here after class and find out?”

The mischievous glint in Heeseung’s eyes was all the answer you needed.

[auras-moonstone]

heyyy i love your ficsss so badly! i was wondering if you could do “you are in love” reader x (ethan or jack, doesn’t matter) where reader and ethan/jack slowly start falling in love, and just make small little moments where it shows how they slowly start developing feelings for each other, and it ends up in them kissing in a car or on a rooftop!! thank you so much!! i love ur fics, they make me believe in love all over again xx!!

that’s actually the cutest thing someone’s ever told me🥺 thank you so much, i hope you like it!

you are in love — ethan landry

word counter: 2.2k

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

summary: y/n moves to new york to be with her friends and meets ethan, with whom she connects instantly and they slowly start to fall for each other.

warnings: none! just fluff.

Y/N couldn’t believe she had let the group drag her to one of the places she hated the most—parties. The only reason why she accepted was because she had just moved to New York after years of living in another country, and she missed her friends. Especially when she heard the news about their attack and the death of Wes and Liv. She needed to be with them, so she transferred to Blackmore University.

“Can you at least pretend you’re enjoying yourself?” Mindy asked, trying not to laugh at the girl’s scowl.

“No, at least people will get the memo. I swear if one more frat boy offers me to go upstairs I’m starting something.”

“Hey, you wanna go upstairs?” a voice from behind her teased.

Y/N laughed as she turned around. “Hi, Chad. You’re the only frat boy I tolerate… most of the time.”

“I missed your grumpiness so bad.” he hugged her. “By the way, this is Ethan. Eth, this is Y/N, my best friend who just moved and our new roomie.”

Standing beside Chad was the tallest 20-year-old Y/N had ever seen. With perfect brown curls and magnetic brown eyes, he was also the most gorgeous guy Y/N had ever met.

Very aware of the pretty girl’s intense eyes on him, Ethan blushed. In an act of nervousness, he foolishly extended his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

Y/N looked down at his hand and with a smile, she shook it. “Nice to meet you, too. I heard a lot about you. Chad is kinda in love.”

He truly spoke a lot about him, and Y/N thought their bromance was everything.

“Damn right. He is my boy.” Chad squeezed his male best friend’s shoulder. “I think you two are going to get along great. You can bitch about parties together while the rest of the group have fun.”

“Have they been dragging you to a lot of parties?” she asked in a sympathetic tone.

“Sadly, yes.” the boy laughed. “It’s nice to know I won’t be miserable alone anymore.”

Y/N giggled. “Hey, thanks for letting me stay in your dorm, by the way. I know we don’t know each other, so I appreciate it.”

“No problem at all, really. Chad says you make the best coffee in the world, and coffee is practically what keeps me alive in college. So my reasons might not be selfless at all.”

“I share the sentiment, and I’ll gladly make you coffee anytime you want. I promise.”

“That’s a dangerous promise to make. I truly do drink a lot of coffee.”

“Trust me, she could make a run for your money. She hasn’t had coffee for like three hours and she’s already Grouchy Smurf.” Chad spoke, reminding the two teens that they weren’t alone. “I’m telling you, you’re going to get along great.”

“I believe it. Hell, I might just have replace you already.” Y/N exchanged a smile with Ethan.

Chad rolled his eyes and scoffed, acting annoyed. Truth was, ever since he had met Ethan, the only thing he could think was what a perfect match he would be for Y/N. Sam and Tara could see it too, but Mindy thought Y/N was way out of his league.

“Whatever, you two party poopers can hide in the corner. I’m going to party.” the boy said, leaving them alone.

Time flew too fast, which was unusual considering they were at a party, but between getting to know each other and light-hearted jokes, they realized almost three hours had passed and together they decided to call it a night.

“Sorry I wasn’t here this afternoon to welcome you. I lost track of time at the library.” Ethan said once they entered their dorm.

“Don’t worry about it. We didn’t do much anyways, they just helped me unpack and then I took the most awesome nap.”

Ethan smiled. “Yeah, you look way too energetic.”

“And you look like you’re two seconds away from collapsing on the spot.” she laughed. “Go rest.”

“Are you going to bed?”

“I’ll probably make some tea and read for a while, I’m not tired.”

“I can keep you company.” he offered. Y/N smiled, he was trying hard to keep his eyes open yet he was still there making sure she didn’t feel alone.

“No, it’s okay. You look very tired and I don’t mind some alone time, really. Thanks, tho. You’re very sweet. “

“Fine, but if you need anything wake me up. I’m serious.”

“Okay, thanks. Good night, Ethan.”

Ethan yawned and mumbled a quick “Night, Y/N/N. It’s was nice to meet you.”

It was a Sunday morning and Y/N woke up in a good mood, so she decided to make breakfast for Ethan and her. Starting with the coffee Ethan had become obsessed with ever since the first time she made it for him, and then she tried to make toasts. Keyword: tried.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” she cursed, taking the burnt toasts out of the toaster. “Idiot!”

“Well, good morning to you too.” a sarcastic raspy voice said from the other side of the stool.

Y/N turned around to face the curly-haired boy. “Sorry, Eth. Good morning. I tried to make us toasts but I burnt them.”

Ethan smiled and walked towards her. “Thank you, you didn’t have to. Let me do it, you already did coffee.”

Their shoulders brushed and they stood still, looking at each other in shock. The moment lasted for only a second, but it was a meaningful one. Just one look and a small touch, but they felt enough.

It had been a month since Y/N moved in with the two boys and met the rest of the group. And even though she had built a nice friendship with Anika and Quinn, it was safe to say that Ethan was the one she had connected the most with.

“So, what are your plans for today? Chad already left for the gym and then he’s going to Tara’s.”

“I honestly don’t feel like going out, so maybe I’ll stay in, watch some movies.” Ethan shrugged, giving her a cup of coffee.

“Do you mind some company? I don’t feel like going out either”

Ethan smiled widely. “Of course. What’s your favorite genre?”

“Slashers, horror, suspense… anything gory.”

“Fuck yes. I finally have someone to watch horror movies with.” the boy smiled like a little kid.

“What are you talking about? Mindy’s really into them.” she frowned.

Ethan grimaced and let out a chuckle. “Mindy kinda hates me.”

“What? Why? Are you sure?” she asked, completely taken aback. Mindy sure was a peculiar human, but Ethan was so sweet and funny, there’s no way you could not like him.

“Yup. Surprised you haven’t noticed, she doesn’t hide it.”

“She’s a little distrustful, because of what happened last year.”

“I know. But that’s not it, she actually dislikes me. She says I have the profile of a killer, and I swear to God I feel the disgust on her eyes everytime I’m near. She says something mean about me whenever she can, and she bluntly said you’re too good to be my friend.”

Y/N’s jaw fell open and her heart hurt a little for him. “That’s a load of bullshit. I’m sorry, Ethan. That’s awful.”

“It’s alright. The rest of the group is cool with me, and Chad is already my best friend. I can take Mindy’s comments.”

“Well, you shouldn’t have to bear with them. I swear if she says something about you in front of me I—”

“You’re not going to say anything.” he cut her off. “I don’t want any tension, I’ll just keep on ignoring what she says.”

“Okay, then. I’m not saying anything.”

“Thanks.”

“If you’re present.” she finished. “If she talks about you when you’re not there, I’ll give her my piece of mind. And there’s nothing you can do to make me change my mind.”

“Stubborn woman.” he rolled his eyes.

Y/N gave him a toothy smile. “Proudly.”

Ethan felt like he had been given an electric shock. There was a parade going on inside his stomach, and his heart was beating as if he had ran the longest marathon.

But it was all Y/N and her protectiveness over him. They had known each other for a little over a month, and there she was, becoming his best friend and making him feel cared for and important.

There was one week left until finals, and the anxiety was in the air and printed on Y/N’s and Ethan’s faces. They were both sat on the couch—papers, notebooks and colourful markers sprawled around them—and talking to themselves under their breaths.

“That’s it, I’m out. I can’t stand the sight of you two.” Chad said, pocketing his phone as he stood up from his chair almost tripping over one of the empty cups of coffee on the floor.

“I’m so sorry we’re invested in having a future.” Y/N said sarcastically “If one day you need a doctor,” she pointed to herself and then at Ethan “or a lawyer, we’re definitely not going to be there.”

Chad raised his eyebrows, and bit his lip trying not to laugh. “Okay, whatever you say.” he raised his arms. “Good luck with this one, Ethan.”

“Ethan’s fine, he doesn’t get on my nerves. Unlike you.”

“Because you’re one and the same.”

“I smell jealousy there, Chad. Are you mad your boyfriend replaced you?” Y/N smirked.

“He didn’t replace me. I’m still his favourite, right, Eth?”

Ethan diverted his gaze. “I plead the fifth.”

“He doesn’t want to hurt your feelings, but the answer’s clearly yes.” Chad said to Y/N. “Goodbye.”

Once the door closed, the only sounds that could be heard in the living room were the turning of pages and some frustrated sighs. Ethan was the one who broke first, “Okay, let’s just stop. You’re going to get migraines and I can sense you’re about to burst out crying.”

“Thank fuck, I didn’t want to be the weak one and say it first.” Y/N said in relief, closing her textbook. “Want coffee?”

“Sure” Ethan said with a laugh.

“So…” Y/N started. They had sat on the balcony, with a cup of coffee, to admire the streets of New York at midnight.

“So…”

“Who’s your favorite? Chad or me?” she asked with a playful smile.

Ethan rolled his eyes and tugged her close, so her back was resting against his chest. They both closed their eyes and enjoyed each other’s presence.

Something they loved about their friendship was that there wasn’t any need to fill the silences. There wasn’t any awkwardness because they had learnt to communicate without words, they could read each other’s expressions and body language. Everyone in the group could see they had a unique bond.

Y/N and Ethan never had to say anything for the group to know something stronger was developing between them. Something more than a friendship. They could hear it in their silences, they could feel it on the way home from university—both would walk beside each other and absentmindedly brush their knuckles or lean against the other—, and they could definitely notice the way they looked at each other. Whether the other was looking or not, they were constantly searching for one another. They were falling in love, you could see it even with the lights out.

“Ethan?”

“Yes?”

“You’re my favourite, too.”

Ethan smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. Y/N fell asleep listing to his heartbeats.

Things changed after than night. The two friends finally realized what the rest of the group had known for months—they were in love. And with the realization came the fears. Fear of rejection, of ruining a perfect friendship, fear of those feelings being one-sided. And so they spent days trying to push down those feelings until it became unbearable.

“There you are.” Y/N said with a smile once he found Ethan lying on the rooftop. Now that finals were over, the group decided to take a well-deserved vacations and rented a house on the beach. “Can I join you?”

“Always.” Ethan smiled patting the place beside him.

“What a view. Can we stay forever?” Y/N said in a content tone. The sun was setting, painting the sky with pretty shades of bright orange and soft pink, contrasting with the clear blue water of the sea.

I already get to see the prettiest view everyday, was Ethan’s immediate thought. But he couldn’t say that, so instead he went with, “I wish.”

Silence followed those words. This time, it wasn’t the comfortable peaceful one they were accustomed to. There was this loudness in Y/N’s strange expression, like she wanted to get something off her chest but she was overthinking it way too much.

“You can tell me anything, you know?” Ethan said softly.

Y/N looked into his eyes and moved her body closer to his. Ethan’s heart started beating in anticipation, something about that move made him hopeful.

“I just…” she paused. “You’re my best friend, Eth.” they were so close she might as well have whispered those words against his lips.

Ethan smiled and closed the distance painfully slow. If she was any other person, he might have had second thoughts, but not with Y/N. He could read her like his favourite book. “I’m in love with you.” he whispered when the kiss ended. Their foreheads were touching and their eyes were still closed.

“I’m in love with you, too.”

[zhounauts]

OPPOSITE GENDERED FRIENDS? lıllılı.ıllı.ılılıılıı.lllııılı. based on the web drama. . . "the allowed female friend" k.gyuvinx f!reader warnings; jealousy (?) fluff & comedy wc 1.95k

“FEMALE FRIENDS. . .?” you ask, taking another bite out of your noodles.

“yeah,” gyuvin answers, taking a sip of his drink, “just in case you, y’know. . .care,”

“why would i? do you have a lot or something?” you laugh, “i have plenty of guy friends, you don’t care about that right?”. gyuvin shakes his head.

“i have a couple female friends to, and just like you. why would i care? they’re just your friends after all,”

“right! just friends,” you answer excitedly, “it’s crazy how so many people make such a big deal out of it. i mean of course if they’re an ex i get it, but if it’s just a friend from the opposite gender. . .” you sip your water.

“exactly, people who get upset over their boyfriends or girlfriends having opposite gendered friends just don’t—”

“have trust! they’re letting fear get to them!” you finish. gyuvin smiles widely, reaching across the table to playfully give you a high-five.

“i think we might just be made for eachother”

gyuvin holds onto your hand, leading you down the street, as you, without a clue, follow him. you aren’t quite sure where you’re going, but you accept the surprise date and put your trust into gyuvin. yet, you can’t help your curiosity as gyuvin leads you down a smaller, less populated road filled with small shops.

“here,” he stops, standing in front of a small restaurant. he lets go of your hand, doing a little, dorky ta-da before taking your hand again. “this is one of my favorite spots,”

“it’s so cute!” you exclaim, entering the restaurant, “i like it. it’s so intimate,”

“i know right? iseul introduced me tot his place,” he says, “she’s one of my friends, gunwook knows her,”

“ooo, she’s got good taste,” you say. the two of you stand at the entrance, waiting for a waitress to come seat you two. as you wait, you watch as gyuvin snaps a picture of the place, before quickly typing something into his phone. you peek over his shoulder, watching as he sends it to someone. seulie. . .? you think to yourself, you flick your eyes between gyuvin and back to the contact name before shaking it off and greeting the approaching waitress.

“and then do you know what he—”

“oh shoot, sorry,” gyuvin mutters, reaching towards his ringing phone.

“no, no,” you beckon, “go pick up,” he nods, and presses the green accept button. a female voice rings out.

“yah gyuvin! how could you go without me??” she whines, “you must look stupid right now, sitting all alone,”

“i’m not alone iseul,” gyuvin laughs, “i’m with my girlfriend right now,”. gyuvin looks towards you, motioning you to say hi.

“hi! i’m yn,” you greet.

“hiii!” she exclaims, “hope you’re enjoying the food!”

”we are, you’ve got good taste,” you answer.

“of course i do!” she jokes, “oh also, gyuvin, are you coming later tonight or what? don’t be a party pooper and ditch,” you listen in, before your own phone lights up with a message. you grab your phone to read the message, and promptly answer.

“you’re going out tonight right?”

“yeah,” gyuvin answers, “why?”

“i’m going out as well,”

“oh really?” he asks, “with who?”

“a close friend,” you say, “they’re back in korea for break,”

“what are you waiting for? go!” he says, “i’m going out with my friends as well anyways,”

“right,” you answer, giving him a peck on the cheek. “let’s both have fun tonight!”

your date continues, the two of you exchanging animated stories, laughing and giggling with one another. yet, one thing you can’t ignore is the constant buzzing of his phone, and you watch as the same groupchat name lights up over and over again. you furrow your brow.

“you’re dating someone?” eric asks, flipping the pork belly on the grill.

“yeah,” you answer, sipping your coke.

“so. . .he’s okay with us hanging out alone together?” he questions.

“yep,” you say happily, watching the barbecue in front of you.

“wow, he sounds cool,” eric laughs.

“we’re just having trust in one another,” you say simply, “what’s a relationship without trust?”

”pft,” he laughs, “have you gotten wiser as well dating him?” it goes silent between the two of you, only the sizzling of the grill in front of you being heard. “hey, pork’s ready,” you reach your plate out eagerly, smiling as eric cuts up pieces for you. he laughs suddenly.

“you’re cute,”

“what?”

“not like that man,” he says, “like a little sister,” you stare at him unimpressed, shaking your head.

“whatever, let’s dig in already! i'm starving,"

you walk out of the restaurant with eric, shoulder to shoulder, stomach hurting from all the laughing. “stop it!” you gasp through giggles, slapping him on the shoulder. he laughs with you, leaning into your shoulder.

“yn!” you hear, you wipe tears away from your eyes, to see gyuvin standing underneath the street light near the store next door.

“gyuvin!” you exclaim. you turn towards eric, pulling him in for a quick hug goodbye. “let’s meet up another time again,” you say, nudging his shoulder.

“of course,” he answers, giving you a fist bump. you smile one last time at him, before bounding over to your boyfriend. gyuvin wraps an arm around you, as you snuggle into him.

“is that your close friend?”

”yeah, that’s eric,” you answer.

“i didn’t know you were hanging out with a guy,” gyuvin says aimlessly.

“he’s a great guy,” you tell him, “you’re not jealous are you?”

“jealous?” gyuvin gasps, pulling away from you, “you know me yn, how could i be jealous? also who in their right mind would cheat on me of all people?”

you shake your head jokingly at your boyfriend’s big, fat ego.

“just joking, i trust you yn,” he says, “trust is the most important thing!” you smile again, snuggling closer into him. his phone rings, and when he picks up, iseul’s voice rings out.

“ughhh gyuvinnn!” she whines, “why’d you leave so early?”

”i was picking up my girlfriend iseul,” he answers.

“well take her home then come back! i’m expecting you to not disappoint me and the others! come back soon, okay?”

”alright, alright, i’ll come,”

you get back to your house exhausted,. after you had bid gyuvin good night, you showered immediately, and then plopped onto your bed. you pick up your phone from the side table, seeing a new message from gyuvin.

gyu 😼 i’m gonna stay for a bit only, i’ll be back soon

stay however long you want! have fun with your friends!!

♥

you close out of messages, sighing, and then open instagram. you see that gyuvin’s updated his story, his icon appearing first. you click on it, seeing a video from only a couple hours ago when you were still with eric. the phone swivels around the table, revealing gunwook and junhyeon who you recognize and then a group of girls you don't know. he has a lot of female friends doesn’t he?

you shake it off, clicking on the tagged people on the stories. with that, you enter a rabbit hole, going through profile after profile, and iseul's catches your eye the most.

it's filled with pictures of your boyfriend, at restaurants, cafes, amusement parks, and even an arcade. you furrow your brows, as a story pops up from her. you click it fast, maybe too fast, but you don’t care as it opens to show another video of your boyfriend sandwiched between gunwook and iseul, who’s awfully close to him. you can’t help but frown slightly, before shaking it off once again.

what the hell? trust, yn, trust

the next day, you wake up to a flurry of texts from gyuvin, leaving you smiling. you answer every single one of them, and he responds quickly, the two of you agreeing to meet up at the park. yet, when you arrive at the park, the thing you don't expect is to see gyuvin talking to someone else. a girl. iseul.

“gyuvin!” you exclaim, speeding up. he turns around, a wide smile adorning his face as he sees you. you hug him, before turning to the girl in front of him.

“ah, this is iseul,” gyuvin says, “iseul, this is my girlfriend, yn,”

“nice to meet you!” you say cheerily, or atleast you try to sound like it. she smiles back.

“you’re so pretty! so you’re the girl gyuvin’s been ditching us for,” she jokes. yet, it leaves a slightly bad taste in your mouth that you can’t explain.

“you to!” you answer, “i love your nails,”

“well, i’m glad you two got to meet each other,” gyuvin interrupts, “but we’ve got a date to—”

“there’s something in your hair,” you say, pointing to iseul. she reaches to her hair, patting the wrong spot.

“oh, wrong spot,” gyuvin says, tousling her hair for her, removing the leaf. you can’t help but freeze, watching it. words were one thing, but physical touch was a whole other thing. “it’s gone now, but like i said. we gotta go, see you later!” iseul waves at the two of you, giving you a small smile which you return, before you turn around to leave.

it’s silent between you and gyuvin, as you sit at a table in the corner of the cafe. two of you share a cheesecake in front of you, as you sip your mocha.

“you’re meeting iseul later?”

“i’m helping her move some stuff,” he answers.

“oh,” you say.

“you okay with it?” he asks, taking another bite of the cheesecake, “this is so good,”. you don’t answer, only zoning out. “yn?” you give him an apologetic smile, picking up your own fork to take a bite of the cake.

“are you okay?” he asks, setting his drink down.

“well. . .” you start, “do you really have to go?”

“what?’ he asks, surprise evident.

“nevermind, that was silly—”

”do you not want me to?”

“. . .” you stop, taking a sip of your drink once again. you don’t want to come off as possessive, yet the thought of gyuvin being alone with only her, and at her house of all places bothered you. you couldn’t deny your jealousy any longer, and you shake your head, “it’s you two alone. . .and at her house. . .” you trail off.

“you ate out with that guy alone,” he says suddenly.

“what?”

”eric or whatever his name was. . .” gyuvin mutters, twirling his fork.

“you have her contact as seulie, and she’s pretty,” you bring up.

“he was good looking as well,” gyuvin retorts.

“you were fine when you picked me up and saw him?”

”i wasn’t,” he confesses simply. the two of you blink at each other owlishly, “i was just pretending,”

“you were. . .pretending?”

“you didn’t know?” you shake your head.

“you’re a good actor,”

“thanks,” he says, “you to,”

“thanks,” it goes silent between the two of you once again, the both of you simultaneously taking sips out of your respective drinks.

“how about we do this,” gyuvin says, putting his cup down, “if you don’t see him, i won’t see her,”.

“completely?”

”what do you want?”

”I don’t like you seeing her,”

“then i won’t,”

“okay,”

“sounds good, yeah,”

“yep,” the two of you nod assertively, before dapping each other up in agreement. gyuvin grabs his phone.

“i’m cancelling with her right now,”

“me to,” you answer, texting eric. the two of you put your phones down in sync, and then nod again. then the two of you dap each other up again.

“i feel like we should stop doing that,”

“yep,”

“yep,”

networks: @a-dream-bookmark @zumblrnet

a/n my hells kitchen phase has ended, and now have fallen into a rabbit hole of korean and chinese web dramas. . .i saw this one and i thought of writhing it for gyuvin, hope you enjoy !!

[idkfitememate]

Wait. What if all the creators are in the world at the same time

But

They're just a group of besties irl

Roommates

૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა Pairings : All Creators (Boar, Otter, Fox, GPV, Tiger)

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა W.K. : 739

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Tags/CW&TW : Fluff ending in a little bit of angst

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : I’m gonna call everyone by the first letter of their animal, so: Boar is B, Otter is O, Tiger is T, Fox is F, and Primo is P! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა˖⁺‧₊˚

(Natlan & Snezhnaya will be included! They will be N & S for now!)

There will be mentions of the term mother but that’s just because I unfortunately couldn’t write a gender neutral term that fit or sounded right! I apologize if this offends or causes any dysphoria! Again, sorry!

“GET BACK HERE YOU BITCH!”

“NO!”

Ah yes, just a normal day in the shared apartment of these five. Each a respective college member for their school.

Not to say they had high grades or anything. They were average!

…At best-

Currently O and B were fighting over who got to use the shared Genshin account next. And when I say shared I mean that it was shared. By everyone. All seven broke college students. Including their friends (and the couple… ew) who lived next door. S and N.

“NO WAY MAN. I CALLED IT THREE DAYS AGO.” O screeched. They tugged on B’s hair as the two rampaged through the apartment.

“FUCK OFF I GOT THERE FIRST!” B screamed back. They shoved a hand in O’s face as they fought back.

“WILL THE TWO OF YOU KINDLY SHUT UP?!”

Both fighters paused as the voice of T rung throughout the small space. They glanced at each other before letting go, dusting the other off.

“Yes mama.”

“Yes ma’am.”

It had become a running joke that T had become they had become the ‘parent’ of the group. And with them being in the kitchen currently with a frilly pink apron that had “kiss the cook” etched on in cursive… yeah they weren’t beating the allegations.

O & B called the mama in joke, so F & P called them papa to balance it out.

N & S were boring so they just called them T.

Party poopers 😒

As O and B grumbled to themselves, P was in the kitchen helping T.

T was watching closely as P used a knife. Last time they held one fifteen people ended up in the hospital and had an F.B.I. investigation on their ass.

Not fun. -10/10 would never recommend.

And F? They were asleep on the couch.

As B & O walked into the main room from T and P’s room (they shared a room so T could keep an eye on them… and also the computer was in there-), they booth looked towards the kitchen…

Before trying to rush out of the dorm.

“Oh no you don’t,” T mused, gripping the backs of each of their collars. “You two are gonna sit down and think about what you just did. You know there’s no fighting in this house.”

They dragged the two back, P looking out from the kitchen area.

As T continued to scold, P spoke up.

“Hey uhm… where is F?” Then they all heard the sound of a computer starting up. Painfully.

They turned to look at each other before the pampered bitch and chaotic asshole rushed out, the parental unit running after and puppy following close behind.

They all found F sitting at the computer, yawning. Glancing at each other, they all stood behind the chair F was seated in, watching them boot up all fives current obsession:

Genshin Impact.

As F typed in the password, B and O quickly started bickering about what the current player should do. T shook their head with a sigh and P egged them on.

“Uhm… is the screen supposed to be glowing this bright?”

Everyone turned their attention to the computer screen to see what F was referring to. And they were right. The screen was glowing oddly bright…

And then they got sucked in.

Everyone screamed. Especially T.

“I THINK I FORGOT TO TURN OFF THE OVENNNNNNNNN-“

… Uh oh.

૮꒰づ˶• ༝ •˶꒱づ ˚ʚ ꒰⁐⁐⁐⁐୨🍩🍧🍭୧⁐⁐⁐⁐꒱ ɞ˚

“Guys?” N called. It had been oddly quiet in their neighbors house, which was an immediate red flag with how lively they were.

Looking back at S, N took out their spare key and giggled the lock open.

Walking in and calling names, S noted that dinned seemed to be half prepared, luckily the stove was off.

The partners continued through the small apartment. Eventually joining back up before T and a P’s room. They looked at each other, shared a kiss and grabbed hands, before walking in.

The computer was on the home screen of Genshin Impact. S took a step forward and clicked enter, maybe just to see where they had left off. If it was in the middle of a mission, then they’d know something was up.

Because no one in this house would ever leave a mission uncleared.

The screen glowed brighter and brighter…

N clutched onto S as the other shielded them.

Seven for seven.

… Nice.

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : I hope this lives up to what you were expecting! I thought I’d be funny if they were all broke. Imagine sharing your account with six other people. I don’t know if I could do it guys ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

[vilf-lover]

i’m not one of those cool fanfic writers so don’t expect greatness and i’m idk how to make a title and fancy specifications but

this is how i imagine darlin getting everyone kicked out of the club because of them fighting went down ⭐️

gn!darlin

1400 words 😭😭😭 certified yapper

“I LOVE THIS SONG!!” angel shouted into darlin’s ear while an intense edm rendition of ‘baby’ by justin bieber roared from every crevice of the club

they were wondering if anyone was going to be able to hear after tonight, but they didn’t care because of how much fun they were having. though, they were questioning angel’s taste in music…

“OKAY I AM GOING TO GO GET A WATER AND GO SIT DOWN WITH MR PARTY POOPER OVER THERE” obviously darlin was referring to their wonderful mate that just happened to come to the club again- even after last time ;))

he claimed he came again for safety reasons but they knew it’s because he had a blast, even before their “dance lesson”. sam may not be a dancer, but he always talks about how music makes him feel truly alive, how he felt when he was human. a reminder of his livelihood.

darlin ends up sitting next to their mate the rest of their night as they both enjoy shirley temples and nice cold waters.

as the night grows older, the pack decides they’ll stay for 30 more minutes before leaving.

about five minutes before they plan to leave-“darlin’ i’m gonna use the restroom before we head out. don’t get in any trouble without me.” he chuckles as he jostles out of his seat and makes his way to the back.

about a minute passes before a man, about 6’0, shoulder-length hair, one full sleeve of tattoos sits on the chair next to them; in the seat sam was occupying.

“so gorgeous, you leaving here with that guy? because i know something that would make you much happier” he smiles smugly as the words leave his lips

they’re a bit taken aback. while this was not their first rodeo, no cowboy pun intended, they now felt way different when being hit on. as though it was an insult to them and sam.

“oh really.” they say in such an unenthused tone that most people would stand up and walk away right then and there.

it seems as though he takes this as a challenge. “yeah hun, i’m sure i could treat you better than he could. tenfold. how about i prove it?” you can hear the smirk on his face.

this is when darlin’ decides to stop being civil. there is nothing they hate more than a person that won’t take no for an answer. they would know after being in a relationship with one for way too long. boundaries are boundaries.

“listen. i am trying to give you the chance to leave this conversation right now. rejection is hard, i know. i’m sure you’re horny and lonely, but i’m not. so leave me alone.” they scoff and turn their chair back to the bar

“well didn’t know you were such a fucking bitch who didn’t know how to have fun but whatever” he starts mumbling to himself as he walks off, head hanging low

sam appears in the crowd of people, making his way back to his seat. “phew- sorry, the line was so long. how’re you doin’ darlin?”

“well- other than a guy poorly hitting on me, i’m doing okay” they scoff thinking about the interaction

sam is puzzled. “who did what? i left for like two minutes and you’re being ambushed. what am i going to do with such a fine specimen of a mate”

he leans in for a kiss as they both laugh and get up from their seats to meet everyone at the front

darlin and sam are walking out of the club with ash, milo, david and their mates when they hear something behind them

an agitated voice yells at the group, “oh so you have a little posse. and there’s your little boyfriend too. cute.”

confused, they all give glances to each other before darlin’ says to just keep looking forward and walk.

soon it would become obvious that this was not the end of the interaction.

“ignoring me? it’s good to know they’re all fucking bitches! just like you!” the man slurring his words and getting progressively louder as his sentences drag on

darlin’, upset, turns around and approaches the man while still keeping a good five feet of distance to try and maintain some civility. “can you leave me and my friends alone. you are obviously tipsy so i’m giving you this last warning”

they go to turn around before getting kicked in the stomach

“i’m not scared of you or your little friends! and i won’t take a pathetic ass threat!” he says, now screaming.

everyone is in shock- a person they don’t know is now attempting to hurt the person they all know won’t take shit.

“holy shit!” milo gasps, possibly for dramatic effect

david sighs while rubbing his temples, “this is not going to end well for him”

darlin is now standing up after falling into the ground, brushing the rubble off of their hands. there’s an annoyed look on their face as they walk over to sam. “i really did not want to do this tonight but can you take my bag and my rings?”

the man is standing there distraught, wondering why they are acting so leisurely after getting kicked.

darlin’ gives sam a kiss on the cheek and looks at the pack, “enjoy the show, i guess” they roll their eyes before turning back to the man

“what the fuck do you think you’re doing, you think this is some kind of jo-“ he tries to mutter a sentence, before getting punched square in the face

usually, darlin likes making fighting a game. something they can drag out and feel some adrenaline before ending it. but tonight? no, not tonight.

the man looks up, his nose is bleeding immensely. he looks terrified, skittering back on his feet and hands as darlin’ approaches them.

darlin’ is now towering over him, the dim illumination of a streetlight overhead creates a silhouette of their figure thats spine-chilling, they look menacing as ever

“i’ll let you stand up once.” they say under their breath, “give you some dignity. so it won’t be so embarrassing to remember tomorrow.”

they walk back as he very slowly gets up

the man laughs, “giving pity? not a good idea. i can destroy you hun. i just wasn’t prepared.”

he goes to throw a right jab after swinging his left leg in between their feet to knock them over.

in theory, it’s a good idea. make them unstable then hit them when they’re not excepting it. unfortunately for him- that’s not how it went…

darlin is not affected by the leg, and instead squeezes his leg in between their feet. making him stuck- falling directly on his side. a painful landing to say the least

as the pack is watching, they’re also making full commentary. not loud enough for them to hear, as that would be a detrimental mistake.

“do you think they’re going easy?” david asks

“oh absolutely” sam chuckles, “this is nothin’”

asher laughs, “yeah i think they’ve thrown a punch harder than that at me!”

the man is now in fetal position on his left side, wincing in pain.

darlin’ leans down to a crouch, frightenly close, and whispers, “next time, know. no means fucking no. don’t do this ever again. prick.”

the emphasis of their words would’ve been enough to make him topple over in the first place

he does nothing but nod as they walk off.

with impeccable timing, the security guard from the back of the club walks up to the group.

“i’ve been asked to escort you and your party off of the premises.” the man had a deep voice and is quite taller than anyone in the group.

darlin’ chuckles, “are you joking? i mean- this dude was harassing me and then my “party” this whole time and you didn’t feel the need to interject.”

the guard seems to give a glance that says “yeah, i know. i’m just doing my job” which everyone in that group has given before.

“okay. we were just leaving anyway. thanks sir, have a good night” david seems to be the only peaceful one at the moment. at most moments actually.

there’s silence in the pack as they continue walking away from the club until a overly-enthusiastic “wow! that was awesome!” spouts from asher

i am not a fic writer to say the least but i have a very active imagination and i hope this lives up to standard in one way or another

@rarelyisa

@infinitelovewithoutfulfillment

@aimedis

i hope you guys enjoy :>>

[homeofthelonelywriter]

Adventures of a Songbird | The Future is a Foreign Land

(A/N) Another part, this time reflecting my current obsession "The Future is a Foreign Land". I'm not well.

Pairing: Simon x fem!Reader (platonic for now)

Warning: my obsession with Ghost and this song, pls help

Synopsis: Let's just say you got your callsign for a reason.

Finally, the day you waited for every few months had arrived. As soon as your alarm went off, excitement filled your body. After all, you could spend half of the day training what you wanted, and after that, there would be a huge barbecue. No rules, no bossy Price yelling at you, no cardio, and most importantly, no party pooper Ghost and good food afterward. Heaven.

You popped in your earbuds, the new song of one of your favorite bands playing on loop, while you got ready for the day. All too soon, you were on your way to the mess hall to get breakfast and listen to the monthly speech about enjoying the day but keeping the training serious.

Once you sat down with the rest of the Taskforce, you pulled out your earbuds and joined in the conversation, quickly noticing that Ghost wasn’t there. To a questioning look from you, Johnny just shrugged before he continued to stuff his face with porridge. If you weren’t already used to that display, you’d be slightly disgusted.

“So, what did you guys choose for training today?”

Price looked from one member to the other. Johnny answered through a mouth full of goo, making you visibly cringe.

“Hand-to-hand combat. Excited tae shaw some recruits what’s business.”

You chuckled, Johnny was right after all. For some reason, hand-to-hand was a favorite amongst the recruits. You understood its importance, but you were happy if you could skip it for a day. Kyle was next to answer.

“I’m doing survival in the woods.”

Price, who had rolled his eyes at Johnny’s answer, nodded appreciatively at Kyle’s. Then he turned to you.

“Oh, uhm, I’m going to the shooting range. Spend some time on aim et cetera.”

A small smile spread on Price’s lips, but again he nodded, so you didn’t pay it any extra mind. Well, you really should have.

As soon as you were done with breakfast and the speech was over, you left the mess hall and made your way to the shooting range, your earbuds back in your ears, and the music flowing. You started to hum along, a smile on your lips. That smile only grew when you entered the building and saw that it was mostly empty. There were the two soldiers at the front who were responsible for general safety and handling the weapons. Besides those, there were only two other soldiers, both recruits. So, you checked out your favorite gun, as well as a few magazines, and went to the other end of the range.

You quickly got ready, putting on the earmuffs and taking the weapon apart to check if everything was okay before you put it back together and loaded it. Before taking on the stance, you turned up the music. Then you were ready.

You were completely in your zone, slightly swinging your hips as you quietly sang along to the song that was playing on repeat. And all of that while shooting at the target.

“When it all burns down. When it all burns down. I will hold you close for the minute. Yeah, I'll hold you for the minute it takes.”

With the last word, you shoot one more time, before putting the safety back on and placing the gun down in front of you. You press the button to move the target sheet closer while taking off the earmuffs, heaving a sigh of relief as that also takes off the pressure from your ears. You would never get used to that.

The sheet was about to finally be close enough to properly inspect when the music suddenly faded from your left ear. You quickly turn to look in that direction, just to be met with the broad chest of Ghost. And between his fingers, and awfully close to his ear, was your earbud.

“Hey, give that back!”

You reach up to pluck it out of his fingers, but he easily swats your hand away with one of his, while listening to the song. And to your surprise, he starts to slightly nod along.

“It’s good.”

Ghost hands the earbud back before moving to the station next to yours. Without any further acknowledgment, he starts to prep his gun just as you did, before taking aim. You manage to pull your earmuffs back on, just in time to not be deafened by the shot. You scuff at him, annoyed but also surprised at what had transpired earlier.

You decide to continue with your training until the barbecue is announced via the intercom. You, along with the other soldiers, cleaned up and handed the guns back, before making your way to the back of the mess hall, where the grills were already hot and food was already ready.

You grabbed a plate and piled it with all your favorite food, before finding your team and sitting down with them. While you were chatting about what everyone had done during the last few hours, you couldn’t help but complain about the music that was being played.

“I just hate it.”

Without saying anything, Ghost stood up and left the table. You thought nothing of it, at least not until “The Future is a Foreign Land” started playing. You quickly looked over and saw Ghost moving back towards your table, from the direction of the soldier who was in charge of the music. And sure enough, that soldier looked like he had just wet his pants.

Once Ghost sat down again and the others were preoccupied with another topic, you leaned over to him, placing a hand on his bicep.

“Thank you.”

He just nodded in response, but you swear that you could see a slight crinkling around his eyes, even with his balaclava hiding most of his face.

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Don't Chicken Out

Pairing: Kate Bishop X Fem! Reader.

Summary: Kate gets upset thinking you’ve started dating somebody. 

Word count: 1.4K

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, 

Type: Fluff & Angst

AC: This is a request from my old

“Pizza is here!” Kate excitingly jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door, “I’ll get the beer!” I said as I walked to the fridge. I grabbed two bottles and opened them, “What are we watching tonight?” I asked Kate as I made my way back to the living room. Kate and I have been friends since she joined the Avengers and I loved having another person to hang out with who was close in age. Don���t get me wrong, I love hanging out with the others but something about Kate makes her my favourite. 

“Whatever you want?” she replied, placing two slices of pizza on a small place for herself. I handed her a bottle of beer as I sat down next to her. “Uhm…what about Blended?” I suggested. “That one about Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore going to a resort?” she asked. I nodded, “yeah, it’s pretty funny!” I added. “Let’s do it!” she smiled. 

It was normal for Kate to cuddle up against me while we watched movies, it was in her personality. She was bubbly and sometimes annoying but in a good way, you feel? 

“These love movies are so corny, but I love them” Kate spoke as I gently played with her hair. “Look how sweet he looks at her” she added. “I guess so” I replied. I wasn’t too big on the romance side of the movie; I just enjoyed the comedy of it. 

“I guess so? You don’t want somebody to look at you like that?” she sat up. I looked at her, confused, “I mean, sure?” I shrugged as she raised an eyebrow, “What? I like comedy, I don’t really look at the romance” I added. “Have you ever seen titanic?!” she asked.

“No no no!! You have a mission we have to train for tomorrow, we are not watching a 3 hour movie tonight” I shook my head. “Fine… party pooper!!” she groaned as she returned to her original position. “How long will you be gone for this time?” I asked, returning to play with her hair. “However long Clint needs me for I’d say” she replied. 

After the movie, we cleaned up the living room before Kate walked me to my room. “6am tomorrow morning Kate, be ready!” you said to her as she walked down the hall to her room. “7!” she called back, “6!!” I shook my head to myself before closing my bedroom door. 

The next morning I help Kate train before she left with Clint for her mission. “So clint, how long you taking my best friend for this time” I joked. “Looking like a 2-3 month job kid. Don’t worry, she’ll be fine” he replied. “Oh, it’s not her I’m worried about old man” I joked as he rolled his eyes. 

“We’re watching Titanic when I’m back, you know that right” Kate spoke to me as she entered the conference room. “Really? Do I have too?” I groaned. “Yes!” she smiled. I rolled my eyes playfully at her and then hugged her tightly, “be safe okay” I said softly to her. “Always” she replied, hugging me a little tighter this time. I watched as her and Clint walked out the room. 

Kates POV:

“Let’s go home kid!” Clint spoke as we entered the jet. Finally, the mission is over, I’m tired and score from combat but so ready to make Y/n watch movies with me again and relax. “How’s those feelings for Y/n going?” Clint asked, catching me off guard. “Sorry..what? I don’t.. no…she’s my best friend” I stuttered. Clint chuckled to himself. 

“What?? I don’t. We are just good friends, plus I don’t even think she likes me if I did..like her… and im not saying I do because I don’t.. I mean I do but not like that” 

“Oh boy, you’ve got it bad kid!” Clint looked at me. “Shut up!” I spoke at my defeat. 

“Why don’t you just tell her? Save her from watching Titanic” he laughed.

“I think she’s seeing somebody else…”

“What makes you say that?”

“Her Instagram account…”

“Oh god, Social media is going to fry your brain kid. If she is seeing somebody, she’ll tell you but don’t just assume” 

“I’m not assuming but she did comment the word babe on this woman’s photo” 

Clint rolled his eyes and didn’t reply. 

Once we got back to the compound I went to my room and had a shower before I walked to the living room where I saw Y/n sitting on the sofa, texting. “Hey” I smiled, she looked up from her phone for not even a second, “hey you’re back!” she said, still typing. 

“Yeah…” I sighed. Her attention still glued to the phone in front of her. “So… uhm, do you wanna watch a movie or play a card game or something?” I asked. 

“Yeah sure, whatever you want” she spoke, still glued to her phone. I rolled my eyes in frustration, “actually, I’m kinda tired so I might just go lay down” I explained. “Okay, we’ll do a movie later then” she spoke without looking at me. 

I turned and walked to my room, pashing clint on my way. “Woah, are you okay?” he asked, stopping me in my tracks. “Told you she was seeing somebody” I sighed and continued to my bedroom. 

*2 week time jump*

Y/n’s POV:

“Clint, what happened on your mission a few weeks back with Kate?” I asked him as he sat reading the newspaper. “What do you mean? It went well” he looked up at me. “Well… Kate, she hasn’t been the same since she came back. She’s basically been ignoring me for like 2 weeks. All I get from her is grunts and mumbles” I explained, taking the seat across from him in the kitchen. 

“Ahh, right. Maybe you should talk to her about this” he spoke.

“Did you not just hear me? She won’t talk to me”

“You’re a smart kid, you’ll get through to her. Go talk to her, listen to her mumbles, maybe that’ll tell you something” he explained. With a sigh, I got up from the table and made my way to Kate’s room. 

I knocked gently and waited for her to open the door. 

“Go away, I have a headache” her voice travelled from the inside. 

“Kate…it’s me, please open the door” I spoke. I heard her grunt before the door opened. “What do you want?” she asked. 

“To talk…are you okay?” 

“I’m fine”

“Kate, you’ve been ignoring me for like 2 weeks, you don’t seem fine” 

“I’m not ignoring you, I just want some space”

“Kate. I know something’s wrong… please talk to me, I’m here for you”

“Fine… come in” she sighed as she opened the door for me. I walked in as she closed the door behind me and flopped herself back on her bed. “Did I do something to upset you?” I asked. 

“No.. I mean…not really”

“Not really?” 

Kate sat up and looked at me. “When I came back you basically ignored me, you were too busy texting your new girlfriend and couldn’t even look at me and it just bothered me because…bec- it just bothered me.” She explained. 

“Because why?” I slowly sat down next to her and took her hands into mine, rubbing my thumb over her knuckles gently. “Because I like you…I really like you. I like you the same way I like when you play with my hair and I like you the same way I like pizza on a Friday night and I know you’re seeing somebody so I’m sorry for dumping this on you but-“

“Kate… I’m not seeing anybody” you cut her off.

“You’re not?” she looked up at me with a soft smile, I shook my head softly, “I already like somebody else” you told her. Her smile dropped, “oh” slipped form her lips. “You” I said softly. She looked back at me with her big brown eyes. “You don’t think I notice how you look at me?” I added causing her to smile. “I’m sorry for how I’ve been acting….I wasn’t sure how to tell you and whenever I tried I just got overwhelmed and chickened” she chattered. 

“You fight all these bad dudes and stuff but you couldn’t tell me you liked me? That’s cute” I smiled at her. “When you put it like that…I sound weak almost” she chuckled. “Are you going to chicken out or kiss me already?” I asked. Kate looked at me for a moment then to my lips, slowly she leant in closer. “Nope, I’m going to chicken out” she laughed. “Oh, come here” I cupped her face and kissed her tenderly. 

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[nctsplug02]

anything mark smut pls huhu

[7:33PM]

GENRE: smut | switch dom!markie + sub fem!reader

WARNINGS: riding, missionary, unprotected sex, cumming outside, praising, degrading, choking, and kissing!

it’s a rare moment to see you straddling mark.

mark is usually the one who has you pinned and fucks you while you just take it. moaning and crying out of pleasure.

but tonight, marks hands on your hips and guiding you to an orgasm.

you moan and toss your head back when feeling the head of his cock brush against your g-spot. “fuck, markie. i love when your dick does that. it feels so good.”

“does it, baby?” you nod and hug mark tightly.

you bounce your hips more, his cock reappears then disappears within seconds. you don’t waste time in chasing your orgasm.

“feels so good, markie.” you whine out. “so good.” you bite your bottom lip and moan.

“ahh,” you exhale and hiss while slowly dropping your hips.

mark lets out a sound of confusion onto why you’ve just randomly come to a stop.

“cmon, baby. why’d you stop moving?”

you pull away and look at him. at his pretty brown doe eyes.

“just wanna tease you a bit.” you tilt your head and shake your hips.

“baby, cmon.” mark points his glare and you giggle. “this isn’t funny, baby. cmonnn.” he whines. “it’s a little funny— you gotta admit it. seeing you all worked up from being teased.”

“it’s not funny, y/n.”

“it is if you aren’t such a party pooper! what a cutie—“ you push and push until you gasp when being flipped and slammed on your back.

you look down when feeling emptiness. “mark,” you laugh nervously. “i was kidding— oh, god.” you gasp and tilt your chin up when feeling his cock enter you.

“you wanna act like this is funny?” mark rolls his hips.

you wince as mark pushes your thighs more apart after you’d attempted to close them up around marks waist.

“‘s this funny, now?” you shake your head. “not so funny, huh?” you shake your head, again.

“i’m sorry, it’s not funny— oh, fuck.” you arch your back off the bed as mark fucks you.

his tip brushes past your g-spot, giving your g-spot quick kisses. as mark thrusts into you, every-so now and then his base meets your clit.

your hand goes to marks chest and then around his neck. you watch up into marks eyes that were sharp, they only soften when seeing how pretty you are.

“who knew i’d such a pretty girl in my bed.” you smile and lock your ankles together around marks waist.

“‘ve got the prettiest girl in my bed.” marks hand reaches down and wraps around your neck. “you like being choked, don’t’cha?” you nod.

mark dips his head and allows himself to kiss you. his kisses rough and sloppy, exactly like his thrusts.

“fuck, baby,” mark pulls away. “you’re getting tighter— you gonna cum for me?” you nod, whimpering.

“cum for me, then. wanna feel how good i make you feel.”

you reach down and rub your clit, moaning more when feeling more pleasure. especially coming from your clit. the pleasure spreads like a wet paper towel.

you cry out and hug mark who quickly pulls out and jerks himself off until finishing on your abdomen.

mark huffs and puffs before pulling himself away from you. “hold on, baby,” he heaves. “wanna clean you off first then we can cuddle.”

you watch as mark hops off the bed and leaves the room, only to come back seconds later with a rag. he uses the rag and wipes away his cum and your cum between your legs.

“uuuugh,” mark grunts when joining you back in bed. “c’mere, baby.” he mumbles quietly and yanks you closer.

“i love you.” he mutters and kisses your head.

“i love you, too.” you say before going out like a light.

[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 Just Fucking Write - Day 109 🔞

Prompt: Campus soccer star Sunwoo never expected his girlfriend to be a better player - in several senses of the term

Tags: Exhibitionism (F/F), unprotected sex (wrap it up kids), fingering (F/F), nipple play

A/N: This one kind of took on a life of its own (as they do). Please welcome our first F/F action to the party.

“Your girlfriend is making out with a girl. Again. And making a scene. Again,” Haknyeon informed Sunwoo.

“Of course she is,” Sunwoo sighed, getting his drink off the bar. “How long did you watch before you decided to find me?”

“Long enough,” Hak grinned back at him. Sunwoo rolled his eyes. The girls’ soccer team had made the playoffs where the boys’ team missed them. Again. Yeji was the team’s top scorer. Sunwoo walked into the game room to find her stretched out on the pool table “scoring” with Belle Shim.

“How is that not cheating right in front of you?” Juyeon, another member of the team, asked.

“We agreed same sex kissing wasn’t cheating,” Sunwoo flopped down next to him.

“Sexy,” Aeri, Juyeon’s girlfriend, winked from her perch on his lap.

“Don’t get any ideas,” Juyeon gave her a look.

“Of course not, darling. I’ll just enjoy it along with everyone else,” she kissed him. Juyeon was immediately placated. Gross.

“So when do you break it up?” he asked. Sunwoo watched as Yeji’s hand snaked between Belle’s legs.

“Now,” Sunwoo replied. He got up and tapped the back of Yeji’s knee. She stopped and looked up at him.

“Party pooper,” she sighed and rolled off the other girl. Belle sat up looking both flustered and horny.

“But…” she began.

“Sorry dear, looks like you’re gonna have to find someone else to finish you. I’m sure there are plenty of willing candidates,” Yeji pecked her on the lips and hopped off the pool table.

“You’re such a pain sometimes,” Yeji told Sunwoo as they walked out of the room.

“If you’re that horny then you can ride my dick,” Sunwoo replied.

“Maybe. Maybe I just wanted to get a pretty girl off in front of an audience,” Yeji said, flicking her long hair over her shoulder.

“Uh huh,” Sunwoo wasn’t convinced.

“Do you want to be fucked right now or are you just being a mopey loser because you lost for the second year in a row? Most guys would be all over their girlfriends getting another girl off,” Yeji took a sip from Sunwoo’s drink.

“Excuse you. I’m not being a mopey loser,” he glared.

“Yes, you are,” Yeji poked him in the chest. Sunwoo huffed.

“Fuck me and then you can put on whatever show you want,” he finally agreed.

“I knew it! Let me go tell Belle. You can get ready for me in the meantime,” Yeji kissed him then went back out to the party. Sunwoo went into his room and got undressed. He was mostly hard from watching her earlier even if he didn’t want to admit that it turned him on. He was idly stroking his cock when Yeji returned.

“I told her it wouldn’t take long,” she said as she began to undress.

“You love knocking me down a few pegs,” Sunwoo said.

“And you love it when I make sure you know who’s in charge,” Yeji straddled him, her tits practically in his face.

“Shut up,” Sunwoo said, but it had no heat behind it.

“Nope,” she replied as she seated herself on his cock. “You’re lucky I like your dick so much or I might stick with girls permanently.”

“Very lucky,” Sunwoo pulled her down to kiss him. Their relationship came off as antagonistic to observers, but Yeji was right. Sunwoo liked the fact she was the dominant one. She fed his competitive streak in all the right ways. The fact she was hot as hell didn’t hurt.

Her pussy was tight and wet around his cock as she rode him, dripping onto his whole crotch. She got so wet and Sunwoo loved it.

“Say what you’re thinking,” she said against his mouth.

“So fucking wet,” he whined.

“Mmhmm,” she hummed, moving his hands to her waist as she rode him harder.

“Should I make you go back out there with my come dripping out of your cunt while you get her off? Don’t forget you’re mine, Yeji,” Sunwoo said against her neck as she tilted her head back. Yeji fisted his hair in her long fingers and pulled his head back.

“And you’re mine, Sunwoo,” she smirked. She clenched down on him and sent them both over the edge. She’d also perfected their simultaneous orgasm. He came loud and hard, bucking up into her as she bit down on his lower lip. When they finished, she got up and redressed, making a point of pulling the side strings of her panties up so they were visible over the waistband of her pants.

“Let’s see if you can watch me get Belle off without getting hard again. I don’t think you can,” she said.

“I think I can,” Sunwoo replied.

“Bet,” Yeji’s eyes sparkled in the dark room.

They walked back out to the game room that had only gotten louder and more crowded in the time they were gone. Belle was talking to Juyeon and Aeri, but immediately stood up when she saw Yeji.

“Hello dear,” Yeji grinned and kissed her. “I believe we promised all these horny boys a show.”

“Yes,” Belle nodded.

“Clothes stay on,” Sunwoo said.

“Not a problem,” Yeji winked. Sunwoo sat down next to Juyeon and Aeri as Yeji backed Belle up onto the pool table again. The other girl was in a skirt, making it easy for Yeji to slide her long fingers under Belle’s panties. He watched as Belle let out a moan then slapped her hand over her mouth. Yeji giggled.

“It’s loud in here. You’re fine,” Sunwoo could barely hear her only a few feet away. He was also feeling his cock stir to life in his pants. Dammit. Belle leaned back on her hands and Yeji leaned over her, one hand still between Belle’s legs. Now Sunwoo was wishing he hadn’t specified clothes stay on. He wanted to see what Yeji was doing to Belle’s pussy. Was she already fingering her? Was she simply teasing her? What did his girlfriend’s fingers look like in another girl’s cunt. His cock stirred more. Fuck.

Yeji looked over her shoulder at Sunwoo and smirked. She knew exactly what he was thinking. He gave her a small nod. Yeji leaned over and said something against Belle’s ear. A few moments later, Yeji moved her hand and Belle shimmied out of her panties. The lighting wasn’t great in the room and even worse at parties, but at least now everyone could tell Yeji was 3 fingers deep into Belle’s pussy.

“Damn, she’s loose for a freshman,” Aeri observed.

“Yeji’s got skinny fingers,” Sunwoo said.

“She could also be into getting finger fucked in front of a bunch of frat boys and soccer players,” Juyeon added.

“Right, I forgot I’m with the Big Dick Club,” Aeri rolled her eyes.

Another moan from Belle got their attention. Yeji was snapping her wrist fast, causing the other girl to moan and squirm under her. Her legs had fallen open, giving everyone on one side of the pool table a clear view of Yeji’s fingers working her pussy. Sunwoo was completely hard now. He would literally never hear the end of this.

Yeji looked back at Sunwoo again then nodded toward Belle’s top. Sunwoo gave her another nod of agreement. Yeji said something against Belle’s ear again and Belle nodded. Yeji pulled at some of the strings of Belle’s top and it fell open. She wasn’t wearing a bra. The crowd that gathered in the room cheered at the reveal. Yeji leaned down and began sucking on one of Belle’s nipples. The other girl’s hips bucked as Yeji teased her nipple with her tongue. Belle had given up trying to keep quiet and could almost be heard over the music. Sunwoo looked over at Juyeon, not totally sure what he was looking for and he saw Juyeon not so subtly grinding up into Aeri’s ass. Clearly he was just as affected.

By now Yeji was 4 fingers in Belle, still sucking on one of her tits. Yeji picked her head up and began kissing the other girl again. Belle knotted her fingers in Yeji’s hair as she fucked back down on Yeji’s fingers. All it took was one press of Yeji’s thumb on Belle’s clit for her to come. When she finished, the entire room cheered for the girls. Belle said something in Yeji’s ear causing Yeji to smile. She wiped her fingers on Belle’s panties, helped her fix her top, and handed her over to Haknyeon to get some water for her.

“So what did she tell you?” Sunwoo asked.

“She told me the next time we hook up it’s gonna be sex and it’s gonna be just you,” Yeji replied.

“Me watch you two have sex?” Sunwoo repeated.

“You’re hard so I’m gonna say, yes that’s gonna be my reward. You watch me have sex with Belle,” Yeji grinned.

“Okay,” Sunwoo agreed.

“And here I was expecting you’d argue with me. Do you want me to take care of you too?” Yeji grabbed his cock and squeezed.

“Please,” he whined.

“I thought so,” she grinned.

[joesanrio]

He’s mad now | R.R

Summary: Nova coming back from college was one of the best days- or I guess nights of her life.

Pairings: Joe Anoa’i x Nova (OC) || non-established relationship

Warnings: arguing, cheating, kissing, pet names (princess,baby), grinding, dry humping, fingering.

Rating: 18+

A/N: …something about Joe being irritated or arguing with someone just sounds so hot. Also, I gave Joe a diff girl instead of Galina bcs I can’t do my girl like that. #whenjoeaintlookingimsnatchingherup

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It was the first weekend back in Florida after graduating college, everyone is excited and wanting to celebrate. Luckily tonight was just something that wasn’t all about me and just about seeing each other again.

“But you guys- I don’t drink.” I say as Takecia is trying to get me hype for the night at the club. “That doesn’t matter- we’re still going to have fun.” She smiled as I nodded in agreement. I sit on the living room couch as we are waiting for the last couple to show up.

Joe and Kira, they started dating while I was in college and supposedly are so in love. Though, Joe was not guaranteed to wait for me while I was at college, that selfish part of me wishes he did. “Sorry guys.” His voices eases into my ear, I didn’t look up though wanting avoid any eye contact at all costs.

“Got damn, might as well have a sleepover- took so long.” Jimmy complained jokingly while greeting Joe. I grabbed my small purse as I stood up and got ready to greet the couple myself, “You look… cute!” Kira greeted me with a forced smile. “Oh.. thank you!” I pretend not to notice her “compliment” tone, a small nod towards Joe as I walk past the couple to Jimmy at the door.

“Nova, remember you taking us home.” Jey pointed as he walked up to me by the door, “Got it!” I smile.

I get in the passenger seat of Jimmy’s car as Jey and Takecia get in the back, Kira and Joe riding separately. “That Kira chick is already ruining the mood.” Takecia complained as we haven’t even left the driveway and we can see her complaining through the passenger window of Joe’s car. “Aye- no bad vibes and we ain’t even leave yet.” Jimmy said as he pulls out the driveway.

[ Club : 9:25pm ]

“No. She just asked if I saw her boyfriend, I was not flirting!” Joe explains for the 5th time since they started arguing. They’ve had about 4 arguments since we got to the club and 3 of those were stupid little things like;

“You need to stop being so stiff!” Kira complained.

“I’m not-“ Joe denied.

“Yes! you literally are.” Kira drags on drunking-ly.

If there was an award for best party poopers they would definitely get it about now. “You know what. I’m so sick of your bullshit- every time we go out you always ruin it!” Kira shouts in Joe’s face as he rubs his forehead, “Okay, let’s go home then.” He offers while trying to calm the situation as the people close to them look over. “No fuck you! Fuck her and you can stay with your bitchy ass cousins and sleep there!” She exclaims as she storms off with the keys.

“Kira! You’re drunk!” I say going after her, “Oh my gosh, who do you think you are? Superman or something- leave me the hell alone!” She rolls her eyes before walking away again. “Maybe call someone to get you? You look really drunk, is all.” I try to reason as she glared at me, “Fine! Now move.” She shoves me while taking out her phone.

Walking back to where the rest of the group was, Joe seemed so confused about the situation as he sat with a beer. “Man- now we gotta sad Uce and raging drunk outside.” Jimmy said seriously though the small laughs didn’t fail to find there way after. “No. I’m good- she’ll snap out of it tomorrow morning.” Joe says as he takes a swig from his beer, “Y’all go ahead.” He nods.

Everyone still unsure but leaves to go back to whatever they were doing, but I find myself not wanting to leave him. “Joe… you sure you alright.” I ask softly before sitting next to him, he hums as he plays with the seemingly small bottle in his hands. “Nova, I know you don’t like her.” He looks up at me from the random space in front of him, “I do. Why-“ I go to defend myself before he cuts me off.

“I can hear the way your voice spikes up at the end of your sentences, you always do that when you’re uncomfortable or trying to fake something.” His eyes looking endearingly into mine, the small details only one who paid close attention would know he says like it’s obvious. “You got me..” I joke as he lets out a light huff of a laugh, “I missed you. You can’t tell anyone, but I dated her in hopes to forget about you.” He practically whispers as his hands find themselves onto his temples. “I- I missed you too. I still do.” I let my smile fall as I feel the reoccurring feelings I have for him, make there way to the surface.

“You do hm?” I could hear the smirk in his tone, I roll my eyes playfully at his now relaxed demeanor. “Stop! I’m being serious. I really do.” I laugh lightly as Joe stands from the booth, “Come with me.” He sticks his hand out for me to grab. My eyebrows rise questioningly before gabbing his large hand, I say nothing as he guides me to VIP area. “Oh hey man! Come on.” The bodyguard greeted Joe before pulling back the rope.

“So you’re telling me, we could’ve been over here the whole time! Your cousins are gonna be pissed.” I laugh as he smiles in agreement. “Our secret m’kay?” He places a finger over his mouth in a shushing manner, I nod as we walk up to the tucked away seating area. He pulls the curtains closed as I observe the area, “Nova, I really want you.” He states with a eager look in his eyes.

“You do hm?” I mock his past words as he takes quick notice and stands in front of me, “mhm I do.” He grabs the back of my neck delicately, pulling me up to meet his lips. The strong taste of beer on his lips, it’s disgusting but the soft note of coconut is coming through from his chapstick. “I really missed you.” He smiles against my lips, and his other hand finding its way to my ass causing a gasp to leave my mouth. His tongue slipping in between my lips with ease, melting into his touch, my hand grips his forearm while the other wraps around the neck and pulls him closer.

“Joe. Oh my-“ I moan quietly into his lips before pulling away, his eyes immediately going down to my wet, plump lips. He quickly sits down onto the sofa before pulling me onto his lap, causing my dress to rise up a bit. “You look so gorgeous.” He whispers before placing his thumb onto my lips and playing with the bottom lip. I unintentionally begin grinding on his lap before he pulls me back onto a kiss, “So needy.” He chuckles while his large hands find there way onto my ass.

“Shit..you feel so good princess.” He groans before pushing me harder against his erection, I moan in agreement as my panties soak against his jeans. His hand leaving my ass to rub little circles on my clit through my wet panties, “Oh. You’re soaked- already? I barely played with you.” Joe teases. My head falls into his shoulder in embarrassment before his fingers find there way onto my entrance.

“Joe…” I moan into his ear as his finger enters slowly, curling and hitting that one spot. “More.” I say breathlessly before he enters a second finger, his pace speeding up. My moans getting heavier and drawn out as his long fingers abuse the perfect spot inside of me. “I’m- m’gonna cum” I gasp as he restlessly pounds into me, “come on.” He smirks as he kisses my neck. I cum onto his fingers before he quickly pulls them out and has me grind onto his hard cock.

“There you go.. almost there.” He coos in my neck before placing a delicate kiss. I whine as I became overstimulated on top of him. “I can’t-“ “yeah you can.” He nods before his head falls back onto the chair, “Shit baby. Oh- fuck.” He groans as he cums in his pants. His grip on my hips getting tighter while holding me against him, “Oh I missed you.” He smiles tiredly.

“Oh my gosh! They’re probably looking for us.” I say remembering about the rest of the group, “Damn I forgot.” He chuckles and lifts me off his lap gently. “You look so fucked out.. and all you did was cum on my fingers.” He looks me up and down as he stands up. I cover my face in embarrassment, then standing up beside him. “I’m glad you’re back.” He pulls me by my waist and gives me another kiss.

[dw19791967]

That Type of Girl Part 3

Pairing: Dean x reader (Eventual), Sam x reader (Platonic)

Warnings: language, unrequited love, angst, mentions of torture, mentions of self-hate.

This is the third fic I have ever written, all mistakes are my own. Please be gentle on me!

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What does one wear to church? I wouldn’t know since I never really went as a kid and as an adult well, once you know who God really is, it can be hard to get past that. 

I decided on a long oversized maroon sweater, black leggings, and boots. I never really was a heels girl. Sure, I could handle a wedge or boots with a chunky heel, but I definitely wasn’t the type to wear six inch heels. I decided to leave my hair in its natural state, but I did twist my bangs together and pinned them back. I can’t braid, no matter how many times I have tried to learn. So twisting two pieces together is my go to, especially to get hair out of my face. I applied my regular makeup routine. I do it for me, not to impress people. I may be overweight and unappealing in other aspects but my makeup is something I am proud of. Years of practice have helped make it easy, and quick.

I walked out of the bathroom ready to go. “Alright boys, let’s do this.”

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When we arrived at the church not a ton people were there. There was a small group gathered. A few women, they seemed to be in their late 20’s and a couple of men who seemed to be around the same age.

“Ok Y/N you ready? Remember, Dean and I will be here if you need us. We are going to try to scope the place out a bit” Sam looked at me. I am glad he was confident in my people skills, cause right now I am not. I do fine talking with people I know and even strangers. But the pressure of trying to force a conversation can be a struggle sometimes. And since Dean didn’t seem too confident in my skills earlier, I have been dreading this. How is it that the man who is supposedly my best friend, doesn’t believe I am capable of doing something I have done a hundred times before. 

“I guess.” I started heading towards the group of people.

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We just arrived back at the motel. Sam sat down next to me “Well we found nothing, we checked all over the place. Nothing suspicious, no sulfur or EMF.” 

“Yeah and all the single chicks were a bust too.” Dean smiled.

Of course he would be worried about chasing tail.

I sighed. “Ok, I talked to a group of people at the church. They mentioned a guy Sarah worked with, his name was Ryan not sure on last name (Sarah was the most recent victim). They also mentioned Sarah had a crush on a dude at the church, Marshall. And last one, she had talked to Rick quite a bit at the church. One of the ladies said Rick has just been in town the last 2 weeks. Something seems off with Rick, but I’m not really sure what.” I looked over the case files again. I always like to make sure I am not missing anything.

“Well since we are at a stand still, I say it’s time to hit the bar. We need a break from researching and thinking.” Dean stood up.

“Maybe you're right, we can take a break and come back to it later.” Sam looked at me. “What do you say Y/N?”

“I think I’m going to stay here, try to figure out what is happening. Something is wrong in this whole equation.” I kept reading the files. I am also not in the mood to see Dean flirt tonight. But I will keep that thought to myself.

“Well party pooper, call if you need us.” Dean patted my shoulder. 

Maybe a break from the boys will do me some good.

I had just changed into a t-shirt and took my makeup off when there was a knock at the door. I figured one of the boys was back and forgot their key.

“I swear you guys can’t survive without me.” I headed for the door.

I cracked the door open. Rick. What the hell is he doing here?

“Hi Y/N, I hope you don’t mind me stopping by. I just wanted to check on you and see if you maybe needed anything.” He rubbed the back of his neck. A nervous tick maybe.

“Um, I appreciate that. How did you know I was here?” This is weird for sure.

“Oh my aunt owns this motel, so I checked with her and she said you were here. She also mentioned you had two guys with you. Are you going to let me in?” He smiled at me.

“Uh, I guess.” I grabbed my knife and stuck it in the back of my leggings. A girl can never be too safe.

“So who are the guys here with you, brothers?” Rick made his way into the room.

“No, just friends. They came to be supportive. Can I get you a beer or water?” I had told the group of people at the church I was a cousin of Sarah’s, since she had no family in town it was an easy lie.

“I’ll have a beer, thanks.” I handed him the drink. “So where are your friends?”

“Out, they should be back shortly.” I was getting nervous. Something was not right here. 

“Oh I doubt that Y/N. You know Dean always enjoys working on his night moves.” Rick's eyes flashed black. Next thing I know everything went black.

Oh I am so screwed.

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“Wakey, wakey sunshine. God, I can’t believe how stupid you are for a hunter. Who the hell lets someone they barely know into their hotel room?" Rick poked at me.

We were in an abandoned warehouse. I was cuffed to a chair. This wasn’t exactly how I planned on my night going.

“Well, what can I say? I’m prone to making stupid decisions. So why don’t we just cut the foreplay. What do you want? ” I smiled.

Whack. Damn. I almost had forgotten what it was like to get the shit knocked out of me.

“You know, all of the women I took. There was nothing exciting about them. I mean they wonder why they are single. Maybe it’s because they are so damn boring. But you, I mean besides being overweight and homely, there's a certain spark to you. And once I found out you were a hunter, well you had to be my next victim.” He smoothed my hair out.

“So are you doing this for shits and giggles or is there a bigger agenda you are playing into?” He made his way over to a table and brought back a knife. Great.

“Oh sweet Y/N, of course I am doing this for me. You see, I have played by all the rules and followed the main man's plan. But it’s time for me to shine and this is just the beginning. So whatcha say, are you ready to have some fun?” Rick started to slice into my arm.

Lucky for me, I have a high pain tolerance.

“You see, you were an easy target. Your self esteem is so low. Plus can’t forget your little crush on the elder Winchester. What makes you think he would ever look at you twice?” Rick now started slicing my thighs. “I mean you have a pretty face for sure, but you know Dean prefers his women slim. You will never be that type of girl ya know?”

“Screw you. You don’t know the first thing about me. I mean you do realize anything you say to me, I have either heard or said it to myself a thousand times before? Way to be creative.” I laughed. I have always been stubborn. I’m sure as hell not going to stop now.

“You know, you are really starting to get on my nerves. How about I find a way to shut that pretty mouth up. I doubt the Winchesters would even miss your annoying ass.” Rick punched me in the face.

I spit blood out of my mouth. I hope he gets this over with soon.

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Okay, hear me out… stepdad!harry and y/n on vacation. Y/n gets jealous of her mom and Harry, but Harry likes seeing her all jealous and needy so he plays it out for a bit. But eventually he gives into her and is all sweet and reassures her that he only wants her 😖😫🤧🫶🏻

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A/n: Vacation stepdad Harry! Hope you enjoy! Also, not sure who made the shit edited pic of Harry I used, but - eh, thanks? 2.1k words

Warning: Smut (oral f receiving), some light angst and jealousy - NOT PROOFREAD - this is stepdad!harry x stepdaughter!reader and they have a totally inappropriate relationship - do not read if you're not into it :)

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You were dreading a vacation for the first time ever in your life. Because this time, it meant you'd be with your mom and Harry together nonstop. You'd have to watch them together, and at the end of the day he'd be going to their room for the night, not yours.

Your mom booked two rooms at the resort where you were staying. The rooms were not adjoined, which you were thankful for. Even on the flight you sat apart from them. By yourself, next to an old woman who snored the entire time. And that wasn't so bad to be honest. At least she wasn't trying to talk your ear off.

The resort was gorgeous with pool areas, a night club, a few restaurants and the beach which allowed you access to the ocean was all right there. Your room was basic but the bed was comfortable and you had a good view from your tiny balcony.

When you met up with your mom and Harry at the seafood restaurant they were already there, looking cozy and sweet together. You thought you'd throw up. You knew Harry was putting on an act. He'd told you over and over again what to expect. He admitted to you the way he felt for you and that nothing could compare to his feelings for you. That gave you solace. But it was still a hard pill to swallow seeing them flirty and touchy.

You could barely eat your meal. You tried not noticing the way your mom kept touching Harry's arm and the way Harry responded by touching her back. You hated the way he'd whisper into her ear and it'd send her laughing loudly. She was quite a bit drunk by the time the server had cleared your table and you all were ready to leave.

"Let's go to the pool together and enjoy some sun!" Your mom spoke as she grabbed Harry's hand and pulled at him.

"Nah. I'm just gonna go and walk around the resort. See what's around," you spoke and saw Harry frown at you. Your mom let out a strange wet gasp, "No, come with us, Yn! Don't be a party pooper!"

You rolled your eyes and chose not to respond. But you did concede and follow them both to the adult's only pool.

You found a chair and and slid your dress off, draping it over the back of the seat and laid yourself over the cushions wearing your cute little green bikini that you hoped would have Harry looking.

And it did. Harry noticed your little swimsuit. He also noticed other people noticing. He didn't like that but he couldn't do anything about it. He and your mom laid next to one another and held hands. Harry kind of liked watching you get jealous of him. He liked that you were fuming. It might have been mean, but he knew that you were aware of his feelings. He had warned you beforehand. But it was kind of cute to watch you get all huffy with him. He'd take care of that later.

After another few rounds of cocktails your mother had hit her limit. Harry helped her back to her room and you assisted. She was slurring and kissing all over Harry's neck, "Just need to sleep it off and then I'm gonna suck your big dick so good baby..." your mom spoke and you nearly gagged and vomited all over her.

Harry just laughed, "Sounds good. Can't wait."

He knew she was going to be out and would never remember saying that, especially since she said it right in front of you. Yeah, she was quite intoxicated. She'd be out for the rest of the night.

Once you and Harry got your mom into her room you excused yourself so Harry could help her change and tuck her into bed. Before you could open the door Harry put his palm on the frame and turned you toward him, "Stop being a brat. I'll see you in fifteen minutes in your room."

You yanked your arm away from him and narrowed your eyes at him, "No you won't. I'm not going to my room. You can stay here and let my mom suck your cock for all I care."

You were pissed and Harry only smiled at you, making you even more mad, "Go to your room. If you aren't there in fifteen minutes I'll come find you and drag you back there."

You left and stomped your way down the hall. You hated the predicament you were in. It never got easier.

But you did go to your room because deep down you knew what Harry was doing was for your mom's sake. She couldn't know about you two or it would end in disaster.

You stripped out of your bikini and put on a robe from the hotel and opened up the door to the balcony to let in a breeze. You were already feeling better.

Just as promised, fifteen minutes later, Harry was knocking at your door. You put on your angry face and swung the door open ready to argue and pout and make him feel sorry for you having to put up with him and your mom being lovey-dovey. But when you took him in you nearly melted and lost all the resolve you had to be angry with him. He was holding a small bouquet of flowers and had a bottle of white wine in the other hand.

He stepped into your room and handed you the flowers and then pushed you backwards, closing the door behind him, cocky smile on his face. He continued walking you backwards with the bottle of wine in one hand and the other cupping your face. His eyes were soft and he his lopsided grin was cute but you wanted to slap him. And then kiss him.

"Baby, don't be angry. I know you want to be but we talked about this," he set the bottle of wine down on the cabinet and then cupped the other side of your face with his newly free hand. He still walked you backward until you were against the bed. He gently nudged you back to sitting and then removed his shoes before grabbing you by your waist and moving you deeper into the bed, pushing you toward the pillows as he climbed over you and then untied your robe.

You let him open up the thick cotton and expose your naked body underneath. Harry smoothed his hands from your tummy up to your breasts and then leaned over you to place a small kiss at each nipple.

He looked up at you with innocent eyes, "You know I love you. Right? More than anything or anyone." He continued kissing over your breasts and you were quickly coming undone. Harry let his lips trail down to your sternum and lower toward your belly. His soft lips covered every inch of your skin as you remained silent still being a little stubborn.

Harry chuckled against your hip bone and then looked up at you, his light green eyes looking hungry and desperate, "I mean it. Please. You're all I want. All I can think of anymore. Don't be mad."

With his eyes still on you he brought his lips back to your hip bone before lowering to you pelvis and then like magic, the moment his mouth met your labia and then his tongue licked inside and found your clit you sighed and couldn't stop the smile from taking over your features.

"There she is. There's my good girl. Want your pussy licked baby? I'll show you how you're the only one I want. The only one I need."

You moaned and nodded at Harry and you saw him smile before delving in and covering your pussy with his mouth. Harry kept his eyes on you as he licked upward and stroked your clit, getting you all slippery and whiny until he knew you were ready for his fingers.

"No one does this to you but me," he said in a deep voice as he pushed his middle finger into your entrance and began stroking upward and then in and out. He put his mouth back over you, using his tongue to dance around your clit and it drove you crazy. You needed more pressure and he knew it, but he loved driving you crazy.

He added a second a finger and his fingers moved a little quicker as started to suck on your clit using his tongue to massage and encase your sensitive bud.

You put your hands into his hair and began to pull when you spread your legs further apart to give him as much access as he needed. You closed your eyes when his slurping and fingering felt like a warm zipper coming undone on your flesh. You groaned.

Harry used his free hand to pinch your thigh and you popped your eyes back open to look down at him with heaving breaths.

Harry lifted his mouth to speak to you, his lips grazing your pussy as he spoke his words, "Keep your eyes on Daddy. Want you looking at me when you come."

So you did your best. He always wanted you to watch when he ate you out. The way his tongue worked you, his lips sucked at you, his fingers fucked into you... and the sound of him slurping your cunt.

You began to moan in high, breathy noises. Harry's cheeks were shiny with you. He kept his eyes on yours as he continued his attack on your pussy and with his free hand he began to hold you down as you started to buck upward when you felt your end bubbling out.

"Daddy... oh my god!" Your words were moans and your ears began to ring as you struggled to keep your eyes open and on Harry's.

"Come on baby. Come on my face... come in Daddy's mouth," Harry grunted his words out and you noticed that he was gently rocking himself into the bed as he was working you to your end.

"Fffuuck!" You yelped as you released and fluttered your eyes closed for only a second before you felt Harry pinching at you again and you peeled your lids open and watched Harry as he continued licking and sucking with his fingers inside of you as you came. You moaned nonsense words and high pitched breaths as he at you out until you were so sensitive you were trying to push at his head but he had a vice grip on you and he didn't let up.

Harry's mouth was still eating away at your pussy and you squeezed your eyes closed, "Harry! Please!" you gasped your words as he licked over you clit, up and down, side to side. He slide a third finger inside of you and you opened your eyes and craned your neck to watch.

You began to feel your second orgasm wind around your insides as Harry's tongue didn't stop swiping over you. Everything was so wet and slick on your pussy with your own arousal and the spit Harry was using on you as he smoothed his mouth up and down.

The moment your second orgasm hit you felt like you were levitating. Harry had three fingers inside of you, knuckles deep as he sucked you in. He held you down and you writhed as you whined and moaned his name.

Harry laughed as you quivered and tears fell from your face. He knew he'd overstimulated you but he loved watching you struggle and come over and over again.

When you came down and your breathing was still a bit hard Harry lifted his face and began taking his clothes off. You watched him from your prone position with a smile of relief on your face.

Harry's dick was plumped and leaking at the tip already when he grabbed your thighs and dragged you to pull you closer.

"Daddy needs to come inside his baby now. Show you how much I love you. Fill you up with my come."

You were already so fucked out and you hadn't even technically been fucked but you nodded with a smile and Harry leaned down to kiss your mouth, he tasted like you.

He put his hands into your hair and gently smoothed it back. He looked at you for a moment with the soft eyes you loved so much. You loved it when he looked at you like this. It spoke everything to you that you wanted to know.

"Okay? Can I make love you to you now, baby? Want Daddy's cock?" Harry's lips were wet with you and his irises nearly completely covered by his pupils.

"Yes. Fuck me daddy. Make love to me."

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WIP Wednesday, February 7th 2024

I was being a boring ass party pooper again for Sunday Six, but I saw all of you and I wanna say thanks to everyone who tagged me! Which is why I'm fast today, haha ♥

Snipsnip of my Valentine's Day fic, the third installment in my Holiday Series. Coming on the 14th!

“Christ on a fucking bike, you look gorgeous,” Alex says as soon as Henry enters the room. He takes Henry’s hand, makes him spin and then grabs him by the waist, stealing a kiss right from his lips. Henry keens into his mouth and grabs the collar of Alex’s denim jacket, his entire body ablaze. He’s so in love with Alex, he feels like he could die. “Hi,” he manages to whisper in between kisses. Alex hums, pulls back to affectionately tuck a strand of hair away from Henry’s forehead and smiles. “We should skip dinner,” he says, his voice low and gravely with lust. Henry is all too familiar with the tone in his voice by now. “I’d eat you ou-” “Hello, I’m right here!” Henry startles free from Alex’s arms and sends Bea an apologetic grimace, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. “Sorry, we- We’re just gonna-” he throws a thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the front door and starts moving backwards, pulling Alex along with him. “Please do,” Bea says, but it sounds more like a demand, “and don’t come back. I’ve got someone coming over.” “I know, Nora told me,” Alex chuckles, slipping his hand into Henry’s on their way to the door. Henry shudders. “Ew, we’re going. Bye!”

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The Michael and Gabriel dynamic brain rot continues, credit to @nobodymitskigabriel for getting the gears in my head turning again with their post about them.

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Two birds of a feather

Three pairs of wings loomed over Gabriel, the youngest archangel quickly freezing in place, maybe if he didn’t move he wouldn’t see him.

“Gabriel.” The voice warned, his tone clipped as he attempted to rein in his annoyance.

Gabriel couldn’t contain the cheeky lopsided grin that grew on his face as he looked up at his brother, the brothers nothing if not a complete contrast of each other. One the sun, nurturing all around him from a distance, whilst the other the stars, sparkling in the night sky, decorating the black abyss in outlandish stories.

“Why yes, Mikey?” There were very few that could get away with calling the Archangel Michael a nickname, and by very few people I mean Gabriel. But of course when his brother had stopped his long suffering sigh when he heard his brother call the shortened version of his name, Gabriel had to step up his game.

Say that they’re always

“Would you like to explain to me why I’ve had reports of fledglings attempting to fly?”

Gabriel at least had the brains to attempt at looking somewhat apologetic, a look that Michael had quickly taken as another facade that his younger brother used to get out of trouble.

Michael said nothing, allowing his glare to do the work as he continued to stand over his brother who had been sat cross legged on the floor, a hand fiddling with the same feather on his wing that he always did.

“They wanted to fly like me,” He shrugged, his gaze focusing on the floor beneath him instead of his brother. “Sorry I didn’t want to be a party pooper like you Mikey.” He groused, the sound only causing a flare of indignation to spark in the old archangel.

“It’s dangerous, Gabriel, we have rules in place for a reason. What would you have done if someone had gotten hurt, if Castiel had gotten hurt.” It was most likely unfair for Michael to use his brother’s favourite of the fledglings against him, but he needed Gabriel to understand, to realise just how important the rules were. “If they had fallen-“

“But they didn’t, Mike.” Gabriel snapped, rising to his feet, “They didn’t fall, they didn’t get hurt, father forbid they have fun once in a while.”

“Gabriel, you have to understand, you can’t do these things without the proper supervision.” Michael internally winced at his own tone, the sound not quite as worried as he intended, more commanding, almost dismissive.

“And why am I not the proper supervision? Why is all hell going to break loose because I took some initiative just like you’re always asking me to?” Gabriel was still small compared to his brothers and sister, his wings still had a few more moults to go through before they would be fully grown, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t hold his own, he just tended not to. His voice went quiet, his words becoming more of a whisper as he stared at the ground, “I’m an archangel too, ya know.”

Gonna stay together

Michael went quiet, his stony demeanour softening slightly as he watched his baby brother. “You’re right,” He replied, his voice louder than Gabriel’s but the correct inflictions in his tone managed to get the message across. “I was wrong to suggest you couldn’t do it, if anything you are the fastest of the garrison. The fledglings would be lucky to have you as their teacher.”

“The Archangel Michael, admitting he is wrong? Are you feeling alright? Because you’re not allowed to die on me Mike, who’s gonna keep Luci in line?”

But one’s never goin’ let go of that wire

“You’re right,” Michael allowed the small smile that had his lip twitching to fully form, his hand coming forward to pull at Gabriel’s hand that was once again absentmindedly twisting the fraying feather. His hand then moved to rest on Gabriel’s shoulder, the gentle touch causing the angel to smile like he always did when his siblings offered him a pat on the back or a ruffle of his feathers.

He says that he will

“Come on,” Michael beckoned, tugging at Gabriel’s shoulder so that he fell in line with him. “I’m sure Raphael is looking everywhere for us. Can’t leave her to deal with Lucifer all by herself, now can we?”

Gabriel nodded, his eyes distant as he quietly fell into thought. They walked in silence for a moment, the groups of angels that passed by parting way for them, their heads pointed down.

A sudden loud crack of thunder caused Gabriel to flinch, Michael only narrowing his eyes at the sound and sighing.

“You think we’ll ever all get along?” Gabriel’s voice sounded tired, almost small. Michael could feel the way his wings fluttered around the back of Gabriel, gently brushing his own pair in a rare gesture of comfort.

“I’m sure of it,” He finally said, smiling down at his younger brother.

But he’s just a liar