#KIS SO CUTE MY HEART ACHES

[killuaisaprincess]

chivalry

“Here. Let me kiss it better, Your Highness.”

Gon takes his small, delicate hand gently and brings it up to his lips, placing a chaste kiss on the red spot.

He lowers it carefully, and Killua pulls it back, shyly holding it to his chest, blushing.

He bites on his lower lip, just enough…

“K-Kiss me here too…”

[prodbyton]

one of my many sick deranged ideas that i discussed with my dearest @tsandoll <3

cw. smut +18 mdni, fem!reader, not really any dom/sub dynamics neither of them are really dominant? yn a little bossy tho, oral (f. recieving)

wc. 1.6k (ki writing something under 2k? crazy...)

the last thing on earth that jaehyun would ever want is for you to be uncomfortable, especially because of him. throughout your relationship with him he's been super respectful, never letting his hands linger on you for too long, he tries to stop his eyes from wandering along your body, and he always stops your makeout sessions before they lead to anything more, just to make sure that you two weren't rushing into anything and that you didn't think he was pressuring you.

but one thing he couldn't stop were the thoughts he had about you in the night when he was in bed, all alone with his hand and the thought of you. he was ashamed of it, he was scared that one day you'd somehow find out that he jerked off to the thought of you almost every night and you would call him a sick freak and you'd break up with him. it all started with a wet dream, you were so beautiful taking every inch of his cock while he rutted into you eagerly, squeezing his hand the same way you do in real life that always tugs on his heart strings. he woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and an ache between his thighs.

ever since then he'd been using his thoughts of you to get himself off at night. it was like torture keeping it from you, he felt like a pervert. smiling in your face as if he didn't cum all over his hands hours before at the mental image of the same face. there was no reason why he couldn't just tell you that he was ready to go all the way with you once you felt like you were ready as well, but he was embarrassed about how he felt.

he knew he couldn't keep in his dirty little secret from you any longer, it was eating him inside and he knew that the conversation could go two ways -- you think he's gross and you never want to see him again, or you think its cute and you comfort him before giving him the fuck of his life. so here he was, on his knees at the edge of your bed while you look down at him. he has tears in his eyes as he explains himself and apologizes, trying his best to gauge your reaction through his teary eyes.

"jaehyun, you're literally my boyfriend. did you think i'd really be mad that you're attracted to me? i'm more upset that you didn't tell me sooner, i could have helped you out." you lean forward and cup his cheeks, making him make eye contact with you while you assure him that everything was fine. he's not sure if you're able to tell, but your words go straight to his dick. he has to bite his lip to make sure this isn't another one of his dreams.

"y-you're not mad?" he whispers and you want to laugh at his sensitive state. but you hold it in and you smile at him, shaking your head so he knows that you really aren't mad at him.

"i'm flattered, actually. can you... can you show me what you do when you think about me?" you try your best to sound confident in your words but your voice shakes a little bit, a little too excited over jaehyuns little emotional moment. something about him on his knees in front of you on the edge of crying had you thinking about all the other things you could possibly make him cry for.

he's quick to nod at your words and take his clothes off. he takes off his shirt and jeans, he stays on his knees on the ground while he starts palming himself through his boxers. his eyes start to flutter shut and you watch in amusement as he gets himself worked up.

you can see the precum that leaks out of his cock and stains his boxers, you want to tell jaehyun to just take his cock out so you can see but you remember you told him to show you what he usually does. almost like he could read your mind, he pushes his boxers just enough for his cock to slip out, his hands instantly making contact with it and he bites back a moan. its so pretty, the perfect length and its thick, tip a pretty deep red with his precum making it glossy in his hand. you want to tell him to get on the bed so you can just suck him off but you hold out.

"tell me what you think about, baby" you were so hot to him like this, and he's whining and squeezing his cock tight trying to gather his thoughts as much as possible.

 he looks in your eyes and feels like he could cum right now.you just smile at him, face unreadable of any real emotions. you bring a hand back to his cheek, grazing the skin with your thumb as you watch him struggle to speak.

“i- fuck– i think about you…” you hum as encouragement for him to go on. with the eye contact you force him to make with you, it was hard for him to think. even if you were telling him to continue he felt embarrassed telling you about his fantasies. “think about your face, your body– love your body so much baby, i think about touching you, how good you’d feel squeezing me, i think about how you smell good, you always smell sso good” he leans forward and dips his head to rest on your leg, face still resting in your hand as he takes in a breath of the skin of your bare legs. you almost think he whimpers after sniffing you, and you want to laugh at him for his desperation, but he’s already felt vulnerable enough today. 

you shift so you can spread your legs open for jaehyun, your thighs sticking together from the heat of your room before you. his head falls between your legs when you do this and he’s face to face with the cloth barrier that hides your pussy from him. he can feel the heat that radiates from you in this spot, and he takes another deep breath to get that scent he’s so badly craved to take in. something about you having a long day and sitting in your worn in panties that were probably now soaked through turned jaehyun on to no end. and you were wearing shorts, they were probably so tight against you and got to rub against you all day. he had to admit he was a bit jealous that your clothes get to be on you at all times. he was definitely going to ask you for a pair of your panties when you two were finished.

“can i eat you out? wanna taste you so bad, please let me taste you baby” 

“go ahead”

jaehyuns orgasm was long forgotten the moment you gave him the green light. he quickly rid you of your top and your bottoms, leaving you in just your bra and panties as he trailed wet kisses up your thighs. he was so pretty like this, drunk on you without having a taste yet.you whine whenever he nibbles on the soft skin of your thighs, pushing your hips up a bit to urge him to hurry up. he got the memo quickly, looking up at you for approval as he got closer to wear you needed him the most. he pushed you further on the bed, that way you could lay down comfortably and jaehyun could ease the burn in his knees from being on the ground for too long. 

pushing your panties to the side, he dove straight into kissing and licking at your clit. you were embarrassingly wet, but you were too turned on to care. it was hard to focus when jaehyun ate you out like it was his last meal. your hands were in his hair as you tried to keep your moans down. you could see the way he was grinding onto your mattress, it made you clench around nothing thinking about how he was making you feel so good while chasing his own pleasure. you grind your hips into his face and he moans into your cunt, you feel it everywhere.

his fingers that were wrapped around your legs move to press against your entrance, he easily slips two fingers inside while he keeps his lips wrapped around your sensitive clit. the way his fingers press against your walls so nicely, and they’re so long, you know you won't be able to hold out much longer before your orgasm comes. 

“j-jaehyun, m’gonna cum-'' you weren't sure that your words were even coherent, but jaehyun heard you loud and clear. he moved his fingers faster inside of you, desperate to feel you cum around him. 

“yes, cum for me, wanna make you feel good”

soon after that you feel that wave of pleasure crash through you and you bite back a scream. the way the orgasm took over all of your senses was overwhelming, jaehyun having you nearly black out just from giving you head. the way your hips eagerly rode out your high on his face triggered his own orgasm, hips pressing deep onto your mattress as his cum pools on your sheets. when he feels your hand push at his head to get him off you he pulls his lips from your dripping cunt, resting his head on your thigh as you two catch your breaths. 

after some hours of cuddling, you two were back at it, trying out every little fantasy jaehyun had thought about in all of his wet dreams.

a/n: first bnd fic!! hope you guys enjoyed it ^_^

[buckys-little-belle]

Hi!! I love your story’s and am always looking for little and daddy Bucky story’s!! I was wondering if you could do insecure reader who’s bigger. She has bigger thighs a bigger tummy and face. Could you do reader is scared to sit on buckys lap or for him to pick her up and carry her around the house. She’s too scared she’s heavy and will crush him and his legs. or that he will drop her because she’s too big. She also never cuddles and sleeps with him in his room always sleeping in her room after he puts her to bed because she’s scared about her breathing or how she sleeps.

Bucky gets her to tell him why and then comfort. Just fluff fluff fluff. If your not comfortable writing this I totally understand!!! If you do could you ad paci use? Thank you!!! Sorry for the rambling…

Strongest Man Alive

Bucky Barnes x Plus Sized!Little!Reader (She/Her Pronouns Used)

Notes - This is not my best work, and has been in my drafts for MONTHS, it's something cute, and a little angsty at the beginning, but it does get super fluffy at the end. It's a little bit different than my usual writting style, so I apologize for that, but I do hope you like it and if not I'm so sorry! I hope I did this ask justice, and I hope everyone is having a good week!!! <3

Warnings - Talks of reader being self conscious for being 'bigger', kept very vague as she uses the words "heavy" and "squishy" to describe her body type instead of more concrete descriptions, the use of a pacifier is very brief as it's something I'm not used to writing, though I would be willing to continue, mentions of reader eating food "snacks" and "sandwich" though never specified, FLUFF at the end, but there is a moment of angst, I DON'T KNOW IF THIS IS A COHEARANT STORY, it's from the drafts and I gave it a once over and I think it's 'good enough' so I apologize if it's terrible <3

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW.

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Y/n often spent their time at the Avengers tower sitting, standing, lingering around Bucky Barnes. It wasn't on purpose, the man just seemed to be the other half of some magnet imbedded deep in Y/n's heart. He just had some ability to pull her towards him.

Maybe it was the way he cut her sandwiches into perfect triangles, or the way his hand always found hers when she got scared. Maybe it was the way he seemed to be reserved around anyone but her that made her feel so connected to him.

He never sulked but always seemed to walk around with a frown stuck on his face, only ever changing it to a smile when she walked by his office or stopped by his room.

As much as Y/n felt like she was pulled to him, Bucky felt it multiplied by 100. His hands always aching to hold hers, his chest always feeling heavy when he began to think about her needing something and him not being around to help her.

The whole tower knew about Y/n's regression. Wanda and Peter often joined in, hanging out in little space and colouring in books Tony had provided, watching whatever new animated movie had just come out and sleeping over in makeshift tents in the living room.

Often other Avengers would help supervise activities, Steve loved playing action fighters in the common areas, Nat loved cuddle puddle on the couch, and Thor was always ready for a park day. Bucky on the other hand liked to stay in the shadows, buying stickers for the group of littles, making them lunch and dropping it off.

Bucky only stuck around if Y/n asked him to hang out with her. "Bucky can you hold my hand?" She had asked him when at the park, he of course grabbed her hand and helped her up the jungle gym.

"Bucky can you open this please?" She had whispered during a movie, her baggie full of snacks too difficult to manage on her own. He opened the baggie and held it in his own grasp, handing her a piece of candy anytime she had finished the previous one.

"Bucky will you colour with me?" She had yelled her ask one day when he was passing by the kitchen, Y/n sat at the island with markers scattered across the marble. He silently sat down and diligently coloured the page she had given him, helping her chase markers that had fallen.

He knew she was comfortable asking for what she wanted, and he knew she wasn't afraid of him ... so, it made his chest tighten every time she asked him to grab something from the top shelf instead of asking to be lifted like Wanda and Peter often asked.

He also felt off every time a little would come running out of their room after a nightmare, rushing into someone's room for a cuddle, yet Y/n's door never opened and neither did his.

Bucky was sure it was his fault she didn't seek him out for cuddles, he thought he had done something wrong when she never asked for a hug. Was it his arm? Was she scared he would turn on her? He couldn't figure it out.

That is until he realised she never asked anyone for a cuddle, or a hug. Nat, Wanda, and Peter would be all comfy on the couch and Y/n would be sat on the chair, a small frown on her face yet she never tried to find a spot next to her friends. And when she scraped her knee on the playground she declined Thor's offer of a "healing" hug.

"Y/n?" His voice was quiet but direct as he called out into the playroom, Y/n sat on the softly coloured rug, her stuffed animals scattered about.

"Hi Bucky!" She smiled, her pacifier tumbling out of her mouth and onto the ground.

"Hi." He sat down across from her, quickly pocketing the fallen pacifier before sought out the, now, dirty thing. "What are you playing?" His hands brushed a stuffed teddy, Y/n tilting her head in confusion as she looked around her.

"'m just dressen 'm up." She smiled at him, grabbing a stuffed unicorn and brushing it's fur back into place, shuffling closer to Bucky as she gathered a few other stuffed animals.

The moment her knees hit his she shifted back, so Bucky shifted his towards her again. Like clockwork she moved and left a small gap between them. "Y/n?"

"Mhm." She looked back at him, her smile one he could easily read through.

"Am I scary?" He asked calmly, not once loosing eye contact as she shook her head 'no'. "Do I smell?" He asked, this time with a laugh.

"No!" She giggled.

"Then why do you run every time I touch you." Instead of answering she bowed her head, hands running over the stuffed animal anxiously. "Why don't you hug Wanda or Peter?" He was worried that all the questions would make her want to run, but as she huffed and leaned into his space slightly he continued. "I know Thor was pretty sad when you declined his hug the other day." That one wasn't a lie, the man had gone on a rant about how he thought he had done something wrong, how he was sure Y/n hated him.

"I jus', I don' want them t' be mad." She admitted, huffing at the end of her sentence. "'m jus', 'm heavy, an' squishy. Wanda and Pete aren't heavy an' squishy." She admitted, eyes locked on the wall, the stuffed unicorn held a little closer to her body.

"What do you mean Baby?" Bucky asked, confused as to what she was alluding to.

"It's harder t' pick me up." She finally looked back at him, tears beginning to gather along her waterline. "And cuddling wif me wouldn' be th' same." She shrugged, trying to play it off like she wasn't bothered by her own words.

The tightness in Bucky's chest didn't ease up with his answer, his worry only growing. He had hoped it was an easy thing to fix, yet knowing Y/n didn't hug her friends, or him, because she felt too big made him hurt. "Baby," He began, not giving Y/n a second to doubt him, he picked her up and sat her in his lap. "you aren't 'too heavy' to pick up." He hated how quickly she curled into his chest, how clear it was that she was missing human connection. "I'm the strongest man alive, and you saying that you're too heavy is going to bruise my ego a bit, Baby." They both laughed, a few of Y/n's tears hitting the fabric of Bucky's shirt.

"I thought Steve was th' strongest man alive?"

"I let him win when we arm wrestle." Bucky admitted, causing Y/n to break out into a fit of giggles.

"'m gonna tell him!" She stood up, bolting for the door.

"Oh no you don't!" Bucky ran after her, lifting her off her feet in the middle of the hallway, Y/n pausing with a gasp, bracing for the two of them to fall, yet laughing along with Bucky as jostled her around, threatening to take her new colouring page off the fridge if she told anyone his secret.

After a pinky promise and some juice Y/n began to trust Bucky a little bit more. She let him pick her up at the playground, and gave him a hug before bed every night. She still worried her hugs were 'bad', that maybe no one would want to hug her because she wasn't 'little' but Bucky never once complained, instead asking for hugs in the morning too.

It took her a while to truly trust that Bucky wasn't lying when he said his back didn't hurt after picking her up, but eventually she became comfortable enough to run and jump into his arms, something she had always dreamed of doing.

It wasn't until a month later that Bucky woke up at 4 am to the sound of Y/n's hurried footsteps rushing to his door. Light creeping in from the opened door she didn't close as she ran to his bed. The sound of soft cries and whispers of "Nightmare" filling the usually quiet space.

Instead of letting her think too much about how she 'should' be cuddling, Bucky just scooped her up and tucked her into his bed, letting her know he'd protect her, and her stuffed animal. He liked having her in his room, it made him feel at ease knowing she was close.

After a few months of staying in Bucky's room, Y/n began to get out of her shell a bit more, hugging Wanda and Peter, and eventually accepting Thor's 'healing' hugs. She finally joined in during the weekly cuddle puddle, laughing along side Nat and her friends as they all got cozy on the couch. And for the first time ever she let someone else, the second strongest man alive, Steve Rogers pick her up. A pride filled movement the man would never forget.

Even though it took her a little longer than everyone else to be comfortable hugging and snuggling, she was happy to finally be apart of the group in ways she wasn't before. Bucky, the man who still often stayed in the shadows, helping from a distance, couldn't help but feel a little lighter every time he saw his girl get over her worries, knowing if anything got to be 'too much' she'd come running to him.

[byhees]

hidden love ━━ ( 엔하이픈 희승 ) ♡ genre fluff high school au potential bestfriends2lovers warnings not proof-read petnames light injury mention

thinking about heeseung, who has been your best friend throughout the entirety of middle school, and now, three whole quarters of high school— and oh, did i mention that you have a big crush on him?

i mean, the real question here is, how could you not?? he’s such a sweetheart, and he’s always, without fail, been able to cheer your horrible day up with his little antics. well, for starters, he always gets you an extra portion of his usual sandwich, leaving the little meal on your desk, an apple-shaped sticky note beside it— breakfast’s the most important part of the day, so don’t skip it, okay princess? like okay okay, first why is this so cute, second what’s with the princess omg…

and, he loves, absolutely adores, walking you to all your classes, despite his being on the opposite end of campus; his little, kinda clumsily executed, jokes are horrible at best, but my god, why’re you giggling so hard??? it has to be that adorable smile he flashes whenever he realises how nonsensical his sentences sound, his head lightly shaking with light embarrassment. yeah… it’s definitely that.

also, don’t get me started on how unbelievably caring he is; he’ll stay up with you whenever you’re studying— doesn’t matter if he’s about to pass out asleep right on the plastic chair, he’ll do that just for you. he does so to bring small snacks and drinks to you, suggesting to take a quick break every so often. and don’t underestimate him when he says that he’ll pick you up and carry you over to the nearest couch for a brief nap; your dark eye circles, and the frequent massaging of your aching shoulders aren’t fooling him.

no because he cares about your health so, so much— even more than his own at times. that one time when you both unknowingly ended up in the nurse’s office? he completely disregarded his stomach pain, walking over to you with panic-laced steps. even recalling the incident makes you laugh— the way he examined and treated your sprained ankle made it seem as though you’d fractured a few bones. but thinking back to all his little actions, your heart does flutter; the countless number of times he looks out for you, the little vitamin drinks he leaves by your table…

and why does he have the strongest sixth sense known to mankind?? that doesn’t really help, considering your budding feelings. you’d snatch the opportunity to just admire him, and he’d suddenly, coincidentally, look up from his open textbook, unintentionally locking gazes with you. “were you just staring at me?” no silly, i was mowing my lawn— of course i was!! and don’t point it out!?

also, he’s just the absolute cutest, most endearing person ever when he walks over to you, a little teddy bear in hand, on that one particular day— national favourite person day, that’s what he calls it, and to be completely honest, you have zero clue on what that may be, but this gesture really warms your heart. like stop being so cute with your cute smile and your cute stuffed animal…

it’s no doubt at this point that lee heeseung, that boy right over there who’s focused on taking notes, is your crush; your crush who’s completely oblivious as to how his small actions tug heavily at your heartstrings.

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[wonie-not-wony]

hi sweetest!! this is a request, if you ever get the time and energy to do it, I'd be delighted :D could you please do a text imagine, "after a fight" with bf!jungwon and bf!ni-ki? hope it didn't you make you uncomfortable but thank you in advance <3

helloooo im so sorryyy you must've waited a while 😞😞 thank you so much for requestingg!! i honestly thought i wouldn't get any 🥺💗 this is the very first imagine i wrote so i hope you enjoy!

☕ .. ni-ki

Riki doesn't really get mad easily or irrationally on you. So you were shocked that he would actually lash out on you. Both of you would just lightly joke with each other. Both of you ended up hurting each other and everything just got out of hand. It wasn't really like this all the time. Usually both of you would just talk it out and come to a conclusion but this was different.

Both of you were having a bad day and just ended up putting it out on each other. You couldn't take the shouting and the fighting anymore. You were so tired you couldn't put up with it anymore. You decided to walk away from him shutting the door behind you and locking yourself in the bedroom.

You were fuming with anger and pain. Tears staining your cheeks. Hearing your muffled sobs through the bedroom door made him regret everything he said. He felt his heart aching knowing that he hurt you.

Lightly knocking on the door "Y/n im so sorry i didn't mean to hurt you. Everything i said before.. i didn't mean it. I was just taking it out on you. Please let's talk it out hm?"

With a guilty and worried heart. He rests his head on the other side of the door thinking of ways to make up with you. "Y/n if you need time alone i can leave. I understand just let me know."

In a hushed voice you tell him to stay.

".. is there anything i can do to make it up to you?"

"No it's alright riki.. You really don't mean anything you said earlier?"

"I'm so sorry y/n i shouldn't have said anything like that to you. I never meant it to go this far. I don't deserve you. I don't wanna loose you... You're so precious to me you know that? I love you ok? and I'll do anything to make it up to you."

Opening the door slightly, he slowly backs away and stands to face you with fiddling hands. "I'm sorry.. "

"It's okay Riki.. I know you don't mean it."

Lowering your head with sniffles he comes closer to you. Placing his hand on your chin to look at him, as he lays his forehead on yours. "Does McDonald's sound good? My treat." He whispers with a smile as he wipes your tears.

☕ .. jungwon

Jungwon would say sorry right after the fight. I mean it's better to be in good terms with you than getting no hugs tonight.

"Y/n!" Jungwon called out in the middle of the fight.

"What!" You scream back at him.

"I'm sorry. I own up to my mistakes. It's pretty dumb of me to not just talk with you like how we always do. I'm sorry." He walks closer to you then just tackles you into a giant cat hug giving you lots of kisses.

"Y/n forgive me pleasee. " He whined pouting cutely. "Okay okay! Get off me! " Playfully pushing him off with a chuckle. You tried walking away from him until he pulls you to his arms giving you the tightest back hug. "You can't escape." he said in a teasing voice. You tried to wiggle your way out but it didn't work so you just tiredly rested in his arms.

"Let's just stay like this for a while." He said resting his head on your shoulder. "I'm still so in love with you my angel." His voice laced with so much adoration for you. He finds so much comfort in you. You don't even have to do anything. Just one look at you and he's already in peace.

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[anzynai]

Ease Your Nerves

Kohane x An (Project Sekai)

a/n: it’s a certain someone’s birthday so i wrote a fic in honor of such a glorious day! @ticklerants i know we haven’t been friends for long but it’s been nice for the few weeks we’ve been talking! hope u enjoy this UwU <3 also this is shorter than usual but i haven’t written a fic in a really long time so my skills are a little.. rusty. for that same reason, characters may be slightly ooc as well 😭

word count: 740

summary: kohane is feeling nervous before a performance. an makes it better.

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Kohane loved performing. Truly, she did, but she couldn’t help the nervousness that washed over her every time she went to the stage.

Vivid Bad Squad was given the opportunity to perform at a popular social event. Naturally, they had agreed. They would never turn down at opportunity to spread their music around for others to hear and enjoy.

Today was in front of a bigger crowd, so it made sense why she was more nervous than usual today. She felt jittery and shaky, and An had taken notice of it.

“What’s wrong?” An asked, concern adorned on her face. Kohane felt guilty for worrying her girlfriend like this.

“No, it’s nothing..! I’m sorry for worrying you, An. I’m just a little nervous!” She assured her, but it didn’t stop her racing heart. They still had about ten minutes to go before they were meant to appear in front of the audience and perform and it felt like every second made her breathe just a little heavier from the nerves.

“Don’t worry! It’ll be fine, just do it like you’ve always done!” An reassured her, pinching her side. Neither of them expected the squeak that left the smaller’s body. Suddenly, An wore a mischievous grin that couldn’t mean anything but trouble. For a moment, Kohane forgot all about the performance as she gulped. Though, she didn’t move from her spot. “Hey, Kohane~”

“Y-yes, An?” She muttered, shyly, eyeing the blue haired’s wiggling fingers with anticipation.

“I think I know a way to ease some of your nerves..” She smiled, and before giving Kohane a chance to respond, she grabbed her sides, kneading the plump flesh. Kohane didn’t bother hiding her laughter; She knew her girlfriend adored the sound of her laughter and she loved to make An happy.

“A-ahahaha- Ahahan! Ihihit t-tihihihickles!” Kohane giggled, sweetly, absolutely melting An’s heart.

“You’re so ticklish, it’s adorable!” An gushed, moving to her ribs, poking and prodding in between the bones.

“E-ehehehehe, s-stohohohop sahahaying t-thahahat!” Kohane blushed.

“Why, you’re so cute! You’re like a little hamster.” An laughed with her, getting closer to her. Kohane’s knees gave out, and they both dropped to the floor.

“An!” Kohane giggled, moving to cover her face. How embarrassing..! She was way too ticklish for this and An was the one to see it!

“Tickle, tickle~” A teased, putting Kohane in some sort of hug, scribbling her back. That sparked a reaction.

“A-ahAHAHAHAHA! N-nohohoho!” Kohane cried, squirming intensely. She had been enjoying this but she didn’t know how much longer she could take. She squinted her eyes, looking at her girlfriend. An was clearly loving this if the gleaming smile on her face meant anything. “H-hehehehe.. An! W-why?!”

“What do you mean, why? So that I can make you feel better! Isn’t that what girlfriends are supposed to do?” An snickered, as if that was the dumbest question in the world.

“Y-yehehehes, buhuhuhut..!” Kohane sputtered, her smile beginning to ache from laughing so much. Tears began to accumulate in her eyes.

“But nothing! It’s working, isn’t it?” An smiled, lightly kissing Kohane’s neck before blowing a raspberry. She relished in the squeal she received in response.

“N-nohohoho MOHOhore! Ahahaahan!” Kohane shouted, and just like she thought, An had stopped immediately. Instead, she began to rub the areas she had been tickling comfortingly, as Kohane fought to catch her breathe.

“Hehe, you’re so cute, Kohane.” An said, pulling her into her lap. She kissed Kohane’s cheek, then her forehead, and then, finally pecked her on the lips. Kohane giggled in response.

“That tickles!” She smiled, though she leaned into her girlfriend anyway.

“So?” An began, moving Kohane’s shoulders back to look at her face. Kohane averted her eyes under her gaze. “Do you feel better?”

Kohane had almost forgotten the reason An started tickling her in the first place! She pondered to herself for a moment before she smiled.

“Well, I’m still a little nervous but I’m feeling much better.. Thank you, An!” She blushed as she made contact with the other. An chuckled.

“I’m happy to hear that!” An stood up, holding out her hand for Kohane to grab. Moments later, Akito came up from behind them.

“Guys, it’s our turn.” He said before walking away. Likely to Toya. Kohane and An followed behind him, holding each other’s hand.

“Ready?” An asked, and Kohane nodded.

“Ready!” Kohane exclaimed, more excited than ever. They were gonna rock this performance!

[tinaslifeandpeople]

Fav words by him (and my immediate thoughts which i never said) part 1

Nhi hota mai TCET mai to Tina se kaise milta (wahh and haa)

Chal deta train se ek din

(Achha ji )

Bol

Bol

Bol na (sbr kar jara)

Tinaa

(That double aa )

Waise bohot achha notice kiya (wo toh suru se hi)

Hass tu kitna bhee

Ro mat

Tere se b mai spiritual hona seekh rha hu

Along with normal life

(Isha volunteer ban ja bas shaadi hi kar lungi)

Aise lag rha tha koi muje apne secrets bata raha hai

(Haa haa )

Jane de muje alg hi lag rha tha (😂😂)

You know you look like 10th std kid jab doore dekhta hu tab

(I was imagining he was watching me that day )

Itna khayal hai mera (ha fir)

Chal koi to hai (☺️)

Tera face bohot alag hai chota sa Cute sa dikhta hai re (zhoot bolne mai to mahir hai mr)

Nirma washing powder nirma (😑aise bhala kon bolta hai )

Atleast sudden shock to nhi lagta

Fir mai ek week tak ekdum shocked rhta akele

Fir tuze msg bhi nhi karta (mai to roti bhut hi roti agar select ho gayi to )

Aur koi raaz

Hai to bata de

Kyuki mera to koi raaz nai mai to tuzse poora transparent hoke share kar deta hu (aur kya hi chahiye ha bhut kuch chaiye but still )

Hmm chal bye caring tina

Sach mai ro rhi hai kya (wah fikr to hai meri thodi )

Emoji to aisa bheja hai ki Dombivli mai flood aane wala hai bus (😂😂)

Sham ko hi kisi se cafe ya ghr pe hi mil ke thoda baat kru fir hug n byee

(Wo kisi se kon hai wo to nhi pata but hugs to bhot hi pasand hai usee )

Har baat samajhana sada sambhav nhi radhe samay samjayega (achha Krishna ji )

Tinaa i can't tell how i look at you (ye barabar se yaad nhi unsend wale msgs 😑) (okkk howww ?)

(How you look at me )

Can't explain ( wahh bhut hi sundar)

No i don't regret at all ( sach mai na )

Agar regret hota to raat ke 2 bje tak baat nhi kar rha hota ( aur mai bhi rat ko 3:47 tak tere chats firse padle aise nite down nhi karti rhti 😂)

Mera sir dukh rha hai

Massage chaiye ( kabhi close hue bohot to aise hi karega na ye)

Ha

Nhi milega (you make me so happy then turn back to sad :line from song called gorgeous:)

Pichle 2 hours send kar rha hu ( 😂😂😂aise hi chaiye mere msg ko har bar late reply deta hai ye)

Tu thik hai na (haaa bilkul)

Mai to subah 4 baje soya

Aur 8.30 se uthke betha hu ( i wanted to see his face reaction shit i missed it how he must have felt,😂😂)

Ruk na (ha rok hi le muje tu 😂)

Poem ka to maine screenshot liya hai

Canva mai bhi likha

Frame karna baki hai bs ab (😂😂wah wah )

To ha mera chats to mai kisiko de nhi skta

Kyuki agar kisne read kiya to ghar se bahar hi nikal denge (😂😂😂😂😂)

Scroll karke dekhunga kabhi ( muje to sab ache se yaad hai with date and everything )

Nahane gaya tha ( ye to hamesha ka fix schedule rhata hai nahata hai ki timepass karta hai )

Accha wo poem tune mere liye likha tha 😏

(Abhi sab kya mere muh se hi sunna hai )

To us hisab se mai hi tera krishna hua na (haaaaaaaa kushal )

Mai thodi tuze meri bahon mai leke betha tha (aisi romantic bate text mai karta hai aur milne ke baad to shanth hi rhta hai 😂)

Tera photo bhej de whi dekh lunga (bas are itna romantic to movie actors bhi nhi hote 😂)

Tuze udhar leke chalu kya

Muje kuch problem nhi hai (aachaa 😏 really...(i take this magnetic force of man to mine lover....my heart is borrowed and yours has been blue all's well that ends well will end up with you Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me -lover by taylor swift))

Kashi to tuze mai hi le jaunga (okkk kushal ji)

Smji sanika (areee wah it's like he knows how to make me happy unexpectedly ☺️love you my dear )

Tina mina deeka ( jaaa ghar jaake so ja ye mat bol 😂)

[fhrlclln]

you know what | eddie munson pt. 2

SUMMARY : innocent little curiosities turned corrupted by your own metalhead boyfriend. it’s your turn to help him.

eddie munson x fem! reader

masterlist, pt. 1

GENRE : nsfw/smut

WARNINGS : smut (sloppy handjobs, first times, p in v, unprotected sex & hint of slight sub! eddie) you’re holding his hair up while he’s fucking you damn

WORD COUNT : 2,798

a/n: apparently tumblr won’t show my post. so i had to repost again. bummer. 🤬

likes, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated !! <3

enjoy !!

“so?”

you blinked, sitting up, trying to sit up as you winced at the soreness and dampness. your eyes were glued to the huge tent on his checkered boxers, unknowingly your thighs rubbed against each other at such wonder and desire to see his cock get all hard and heavy for you.

“you look so cute right now.” he muttered, eyes greedily taking in how you got turned on again. taking in how your bare skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, your nipples erect from the arousal and the cold air, face glowing, and lips pouty from his kisses. a whole meal in front of him that he just wants to devour right away. but he’s a patient man, he’s always been. but right now that implication was slowly breaking as he palmed himself shamelessly, the ache making him groan.

“is it uncomfortable?” you softly asked, noting the way his brows furrowed, making him seem he was in pain. he let out a breathy short laugh as he crawling towards you, removing his shirt to elevate the hotness of his body heat, caging you now as his nose brushed against yours. you cupped his cheeks, making him melt at one single touch you had on him.

“kinda.” he groaned out, the bulge rubbing against your inner thigh as he gestured. “look at what you do to me, sweetheart.”

“i wanna help you.” you kissed him, caressing his blushed out face as he started rubbing himself slightly. the friction relieving the tension a bit. eddie smiled against your lips seeing how eager you are. the hands on his cheeks gently glided down to his chest, small teasing caresses as you hovered it above the hemline of his boxers. eddie gasped as your fingers hooked on the elastic, freeing his cock as the air made him bury his face at the side of your head. inhaling your damp scent, bucking slightly at how the warmth of your hand hovered above his straining cock. not really knowing what to do.

it’s big. you noted, girth wide and length intimidating to touch. ever so curiously, the tip of your fingers pressed against the red bulb tip, eliciting a throaty moan from your boyfriend’s muffled mouth. eddie was dying in the inside to feel your soft fingers rub it, it wasn’t enough but it sure had him bucking down again with eagerness. you pursed your lip, focused now as you finally wrapped your hand around the thick cock, the feeling so embarrassing how heated you are just by touching him.

“d-do i… just rub it?” you whispered, shy you are on how you didn’t know how to pleasure him. eddie adjusted himself, laying flat on his back as you sat up, thighs together, still holding his cock. it felt heavy and thick and you wanted so badly to know how to please him.

“kinda. but i do it l-like this. fuck—“ eddie held your wrist, how small your hand is wrapped around his bare dick. a bit wet because of his precum. you matched the rhythm, up and down, following his instructions. it was so amazing to see how he closed his eyes, drowning in the pleasure of having you jack him off. one of his fantasies he’d been jerking his cock off every night now came true. eddie’s chest heaved, gripping the sheets underneath him, he bucked his hips up feeling a warm wetness drip down his cock. he cocked his eyes open, seeing you actually spit on his fucking cock as you continued to pump him, confident to go even faster than he intended. jesus, he’d have a heart attack right now.

“baby, sweetheart, you’re doing s-so good.” he praised, one hand caressing your side, down to your ass, slapping it with appreciation. you giggled, leaning down to kiss him, tongue circling messily against his. eddie moaned, feeling your hand jerk him faster than ever. he mumbled so many praises, ones that made you blush even deeper, giddy you are how dirty his mind is. and how fucking cute he is in your hold.

“are you gonna cum?” you nipped his earlobe, making him harshly let out a curse. the sloppiness of your hand with your saliva and his precum mixing, finding that if you swiped your thumb on the tip he was a whimpering mess. you smirked, kissing his jaw lovingly as eddie cried out that he’s almost there. feeling a slight throb, his rambles were spewing in the air as you suddenly retracted your hand away. leaving his dick to flop against his lean stomach, red and angry it was on the tip. you could almost hear it scream at you in anger, lol.

“what the fuck?” eddie asked breathlessly, whining. doe eyes staring at you. “that’s not fair, i was so close.”

“says the one who tortured me with his fingers a while ago.” you let out a laugh as you pecked his red cheeks, caressing his bare tatted chest for a silent apology. you were aching, your cunt dripping at the mere fact you just pleasured him. he was hot, super hot being so whiny and eager by your soft hand.

“but you squirted after that.” he countered, smirking smugly. you rolled your eyes, biting the inside of your cheek as you glanced to his cock again.

“eddie. i want you inside me, please.” you begged, removing your shirt as your breasts popped out. you straddled his waist, hands on his chest as you pouted. oh, he was so fucking bliss out that he’d do anything for you. shamelessly grabbing your breasts in his hands, rolling your nipples in his fingers making you mewl, he vigorously nodded feeling your warm cunt brush against his dick. your eyelashes fluttered, still begging for him to do something.

“pretty please.”

“anything, anything for you, god, i could give you anything.” he promised, sitting up to toss you again on the bed. you squealed, laying flat on your back. he admired the way you looked at him, glancing down again to see you so ready for him seeing your pussy glisten. “i love you so much.”

your heart warmed, never getting tired to hear those words. “i love you too.”

“you know, i know we both haven’t ‘ya know.” he awkwardly gestured, rubbing your thighs with his big hands, gripping the soft flesh as his shyness came back a bit. oh, both of you were complete virgins. obviously you had zero to none of a sexual experience than eddie may have had by himself. but he knows he hasn’t done that deed in his life. no one has ever wanted to fuck a freak, obviously.

“i want this. i want you to be my first.” you muttered, sure as ever as you asked him the same thing, nervous if he’d back out. “do you want me to be your first, edds?”

“more than ever.” he immediately answered, kissing your knee. pussy drunk now as you opened your legs for him, inviting him to get on with it. “jesus, you’re so eager. your cunt’s practically dripping.”

“eddieeee.” you whined, impatient now. you thrusted your hips up as he chuckled darkly, positioning himself in your thighs, cock brushing against your cunt as your chest felt tight, excited as ever. as hard as his cock was, the look of it was intimidating seeing how pointed it was. eddie met your gaze, pumping himself quickly as he aligned his to yours. you gave him a small smile, nodding as you were ready to brace him. a little scared how he’s gonna fit in when he literally didn’t fit your hand.

“nice and slow. tell me when it hurts. we’ll stop.” he reminded you with a gentle tone. you nodded, opening your arms to welcome him as he leaned down to kiss your cheek before pushing the head of his cock in slowly. both of you shuddered at the contact, overwhelming it is as he pushed himself in, inch by inch as you winced a bit at the burn of the stretch. eddie watched your face for any reaction that would cause concern, your walls were tight, warm they are as he felt himself wanting to cum just by this. it was like a warm blanket welcoming him. while you, the snugness you felt was a bit uncomfortable but it sank in you.

“it’s too big.” you murmured, feeling him slide in more inches.

“fuck, yeah.” he groaned out, a sudden ego boost from your words. god, he was so easy to please as he bottomed himself inside of you. kissing your cheeks again as tears stained your eyes at the hurt of the stretch.

“shh, it’s all in. wanna take a minute?” he cooed, thumb brushing the tears away. you nodded as he steadily stilled himself, waiting for your signal to move. you sighed, leveling your breath as the burnt feeling slowly died out, replacing only the snugness of his cock inside you. a bit foreign it was than his fingers but way big that it had you clenching just how massive his girth and size is. his forehead rested upon yours, eyes staring into yours with so much adoration in it you couldn’t help but put on a smile. you kissed the tip of his nose, his bangs tickling your skin as your hands went up to his messy hair, pushing it back to grip it like it was a ponytail. he was sweating, and it looked like he needed a bit of air on his neck to cool him off.

“you can move now.” you pecked his lips. holding his hair in one hand as the other gripped his broad shoulder for leverage. he sighed in bliss at the cold air hitting the back of his neck and his ears, heart thumping how thoughtful you are.

“you okay with holding my hair up?” he asked, amused how you seem to care for him amidst your own hurt. you nodded, liking the way his curly hair felt in your hand as eddie started to move hips. you whined, cock rubbing against your tight walls as his balls slapped against your pussy. it was slow, his pace was gentle, he was attentive to look at your face whenever he had hit a spot that made you let out that sultry moan he adored. it felt so good, so warm, so wet, so sloppy as he thrusted in and out, more confident to see you writhing in pleasure by his touch.

“been dreaming of you every night like this. taking my cock like a champ you are. so fucking gorgeous getting fucked.” he groaned out, pumping his up faster as the echo of skin slapping filled his room.

“a-ah, eddie.” you gasped as you felt his fat bulb tip rub against that sweet spot that made you arch your back. eddie smirk, pounding in that same spot with no hesitation, knowing how comfortable you are now. your pretty little moans took over as he lifted his head up and chest a bit, leveraging himself with hands either side of your head. you manage to keep his hair up as he started kissing every skin his lips would meet, trailing down to soft kiss the valley of your breasts. you whined, feeling his mouth enclose one nipple, alternating as he sucked and sucked like he depended on it. his hips rutted, fucking you harder as his hips drove in, pumping up and down making you moan out his name like a chant.

“fuck me harder, edds. please.” you pleaded, slightly tightening your grasp on his hair making him grunt in pleasure. “it’s feels too good.”

“yeah, yeah. fuck, jesus, you’re squeezing me so tight.” he yelped, rutting in you like a wild animal. your whines went a pitch higher as he found himself pussy-fucked, drunk in gaze, blurry it was as he chanted your name out again and again. cock rubbing your walls, so wet and sloppy making him tilt his head back, your hand still gripping his locks. nails digging on his shoulder as you cried out how fucking hard and rough he was slapping his dick in you.

you squealed as he gripped your hips tight, balls slapping loudly against your puffy lips. you cried out as eddie mercifully pounded harder, one hand sneaking in to your rub your swollen bean with harsh firm circles. you hips rutted, trembling you are as you tried to keep steady. eddie growled, the sight of his guitar pick dangling above you making you moan out his name again and again, throat raspy as you felt yourself cumming into an orgasm.

“oh, sweetheart.” eddie cried out, rutting endlessly in your pour pussy as he felt himself twitch, balls tightening, everything felt like a white-hot flash of light hit him in the head. you screamed, gripping his hair and shoulder tight as you came before him, walls clamping him, making him spill out his cum inside of you with a gasp. eddie gripped your thigh harsh as he fucked himself in, chasing that orgasm as he let out a huff of breath. both of your chest heaved, sweat glistening each skins. your eyelids fluttered closed as you loosened the grip on both of your hands, dropping both to the side with utter tiredness and bliss overwhelming your body. eddie’s breaths were loud, he blinked, completely fucked out of his brains on how good that felt. he looked down to see his cock still planted deep inside you, cum gushing in, he slowly pulled out making you both whimper at the loss. too good.

“ ‘s too sticky.” you mumbled sleepily as eddie glanced down to see his own cum drip out of your wet cunt. he kissed your knee again, bliss across his whole body and face. taking a place beside you as he pulled you against his warm chest. you kissed the skin brushing against your lips, resting your head above his heart as sleep slowly started to take both of you in. no other words spoken. completely fucked out.

“love you.” eddie whispered, kissing the top of your head. so much love in his chest that he had for you and for this wonderful experience you two shared because of your innocent curiosity.

“ ‘m love you too.” you muttered, the comforting drowsiness lulling you both into sleep. just pure bliss.

•••

“afternoooon!” eddie greeted the hellfire table as they all sat down for lunch as usual. lucas was finally here, everything seemed to be okay as you came into the view. wincing as eddie spotted you and pulled you into his hold with a cheek grin on his lips. dustin grimaced at the affection as mike suspiciously stared at the two seniors. something was a bit off to say.

“rough night, y/n?” gareth chuckled noting the tiredness written across your face. you rolled your eyes at him as you scooched him to the side to sit next to eddie.

“woah, really rough night, i guess.” gareth laughed as the rest followed into chuckles. you ignored them as you tried to get the stupid coke to open, wincing a bit as your finger hurt in the process.

“fuck me.” you mumbled as eddie snorted at that. he quite literally did last night.

“so, did y/n get to know the answer to the question yesterday?” jeff teased as you stuck your tongue out to them. their constant teasing was annoying but you suppressed a smirk knowing you got more than an verbal answer.

“oh, she did. trust me.” eddie winked as they all suddenly shot their brows up to the roof. you snorted seeing everyone’s faces started to drop at the confusion. lucas’ eyes widened at the sudden silence, looking left and right to see how they were looking at you and eddie. what’s happening?

“what do you mean by that?” dustin asked curiously. clueless as ever.

“oh, none that you have to know, little shrimp. you know what.” eddie smirked as mike face dropped at the realization. “just to say i taught her real good—“

“eddie!” you scolded him with a pout.

“kidding.” eddie laughed as he kissed your cheek lovingly, leaving the boys to their imagination. your cheeks felt hot as you couldn’t look your boyfriend in the eye knowing hell how he’s caressing your thigh underneath the table because how sore he made you. all of them suddenly started to fake a wretch expression as eddie let out a laugh while you looked away, embarrassed as ever. mike and dustin seem to caught on as lucas was left to watch the hellfire table turn into chaos as he looked to eddie and you for answers. clearly too unaware as well.

“why is everyone throwing up!?”

[tyunni]

nishimura riki as your boyfriend ! (random headcanons)

enhypen masterlist. library.

a/n: bcuz i never shut up abt him so... maybe letting it all out will help?? genre: fluff, crack. warnings: cursing, y/n is mentioned to be a teenager, not proofread.

ignore how fucking whipped i am for him, please.

ure dating a child, i hope you are aware of that. not because he's young or anything, no, he literally acts 9 sometimes.

constantly pulls his pranks on you or with you, no in-between. either you're his partner in crime or his partner who he commits crimes on.

honestly you never mean to join riki in his little shenanigans, but he always somehow drags you into the mess 😒

"NIKI I STFG IF U PUT MAYO IN MY SHOES ONE MORE TIME-" "hey!!! i only did the left shoe!! y/n did the right shoe, scold them too :("

you did actually do the right shoe, he wasn't lying, but he MADE you do it!!!

how to get y/n to put mayo in heeseung's shoes 101 by nishimura riki.

OKOK BUT FR LISTEN <//3

he pulls you in by your waist, rests his head in the crook of your neck and starts nuzzling, his soft hair tickling your skin, sending shivers down your spine and erupting butterflies in your stomach. and if that wasn't enough, the second he pulls away he has a cute little pout plastered on his face as a cherry on top and your heart can't help but ache. at this point, if you don't agree to cooperate and be his accomplice you're just cruel and heartless ☹️☹️

but he makes sure to help you with whatever punishment the boys come up with. he may be your annoying boyfriend but he isn't a monster!

they usually make you two do house chores.... which is a pretty bad decision. two in-love teenagers doing dishes without adult/jungwon supervision is very risky, but they learned it the hard way 😁🙏🏻

i'm not saying you accidentally smashed jay's favorite mug but that's exactly what i'm saying. and he was furious.

riki took the blame tho, because he's selfless like that!! *sigh* the things he does for you, y/n. 😞😞

you just watched him get scolded from afar and you felt so bad. because yeah he may have dragged you into this bs in the first place, but he wasn't the one who broke the mug!!

long story short, jay grounded him and banned him from seeing you for a few days. you had to practically beg him to let ni-ki go just this once, making up some lame excuse and praying that it would work. which it did, not because jay's oblivious but because he has a soft heart :(

so that same day you two quickly ran to the nearest shop, bought a white mug, a bunch of paint + wrapping paper and got to work!!

not gonna lie, the second you two enthusiastically ran into the dorms and started shouting for jongseong everyone thought you two were gonna pull on his leg again, but they were WRONG. HAH.

"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAY" "what?!" "we're sorry we broke your favorite cup... but here!!"

jay was rlly thinking: what the actual fuck are these kids on. but when he opened the not-so-neatly wrapped box he was met with a previously plain white mug now adorned with painted-on angry birds and a messy handwriting that read "BEST DAD"

HE SNORTED. LIKE THE WAY HE FUCKING SNORTED PLEASE- but believe me he was so touched. he felt his heart swell with pride for whatever reason, tbh the mug looked stupid as hell- but to him it was perfect :)

he still uses it to this day <3

anyways MOVING ON THAT WAS A BIT TOO LONG.

animal crossing dates. i think we all saw that post on weverse.

if you don't have a switch because you're broke like me, then he simply buys one for you. like srsly my boy doesn't even hesitate HE BUYS YOU A WHOLE ASS SWITCH JUST SO U CAN PLAY WITH HIM. THAT'S HOW DEDICATED HE IS TO YOUR ONLINE DATES.

one day when youre hanging out playing on ur switches he invites you over to his island out of nowhere as you overhear him giggle and snicker to himself like a mischievous little middle schooler, not even sparing you a glance when you look at him from across the room with a worried expression on your face-

now you're kinda suspicious because what exactly did he do??? 😬😬 but when you finally look around his island you're met with a little picnic blanket with a bunch of baskets and bentos on top of them, cherry blossom trees all around the area and who else but your boyfriends cute little character with a speech bubble on top of its head: " i love you"

now he's the one staring at you from across the room, all smiley and giddy waiting for your reaction.

what he didn't expect was for u to run over to him at full speed, tackle him and aggressively shake his now soulless body.

"RIKI. YOU. CUTE. LITTLE. IDIOT. I. LOVE. YOU. TOO." "OKAYAOKAYAOAKY STOP SHAKING ME OR ILL THROW UP-"

it's no secret that riki loves taking naps, and it's also no secret that he loves cuddling.

so... tired riki + couch + s/o=...? exactly. a nap.

even if you aren't tired or have stuff to do, he does not care. riki wants? riki gets. have homework? work? need to join your online class? or maybe you ran out of snacks and need to go to the store? oh well, put everything aside 'cause ur boyfriend needs to sleep and he can't feel content without you in his arms 🤨

and if somehow you escape his iron grip and he wakes up all alone without you laying next to him he will be grumpy the entire day. like full on refuses to talk to you, ignores you and has that one unreadable look on his face.

he isn't actually mad. even though he's quite young he is still very mature and doesn't get seriously upset over such things, and you're very well aware of that too!!

so when he decides to ignore you, he's only doing it to get a reaction out of you. he wants you to get furstrated, angry, for you to slap him, mess up his hair, get clingier than usual, honestly it doesn't matter (bcuz everything you do is adorable) as long as you do something his little facade will fall apart completely and he'll give in sooner or later.

cuz he's whipped™ but shhhh he doesnt like talking abt it !! 😬😬

*y/n breathes* "UGH HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO IGNORE YOU WHEN YOU DO THAT?!?!! you're making it hard to stay mad at u </3" "i.. i didn't even do anything..."

pokes, squishes, BITES (yes. bites. and it hurts) your cheeks. just anything having to do with ur cheeks, he's doing it.

y'all saw that video of him poking sunoo's cheek? yes. that. but 10000x more painful.

when he wants your attention, or just wants to annoy you, he pokes your cheeks until you either threaten to bite his finger off or actually bite his finger off

"riki if u dont get ur finger away from my cheek i will not hesitate to use my teeth." "yOU WOULDN'T DARE!!" "watch me."

as for the pinch, he usually does it when you slept through your alarm or something and all the other things he tried didn't work.

just grabs a handful of your cheek, pinches the actual hell out of it and watches your eyes shoot open at the sudden jolt of pain. cuz he's a butt like that 😁😁

"hey y/n good morning <33" "I TOLD YOU TO STOP WAKING ME UP LIKE THAT YOU DUMBASS-" "THEN WAKE UP WHEN YOUR ALARM RINGS ASSHAT."

on the more wholesome side, he likes cheek kisses (ib: mira ig 😵)

so when it's late at night and the both of you are spent, already in bed but still trying to stay awake because you want to spend as much time as you can with each other, he cups your face in his hands and presses a bunch of kisses to your cheeks to stop you from falling asleep.

late night talks? late night talks.

as much as he loves talking about his day - how sunghoon slipped on the wet floor, fell square on his butt and kept on complaining about how sore it was the entire day, how jungwon accidentally sneezed on jay's food, how sunoo made a kid cry by taking the last mint chocolate ice cream - he also loves hearing your sleepy voice either right next to him or on the other side of the phone telling him about whatever you had on your mind.

it be, how you saw a cute dog on your way back home and it reminded you of jake, or how you almost dropped your phone because you tripped over a rock, etc. whatever it is, he's happy to listen.

the members love you, but hate when you and riki are together. its chaos. not the good kind.

sunoo has officially adopted you, you're his child now (even if ure older). tbh he even hogs u sometimes 🤪🤪

like you come over at the dorms to see them and obviously your boyfriend, you knock on the door and sunoo is already up and running to open it for you.

"so how was school? anything new? did any of the teachers bug you?? do you need any help with homework? i can force jake to-"

meanwhile riki is just standing there, shocked, bcuz youre his s/o?? and ure not spending time with him??? SUNOO NEEDS TO GO AWAY 🚪👈😐

grabs your arm and tries to drag you away but sunoo grabs the other and the next thing you know you're basically being torn in half

"SUNOO LET GO OF MY S/O" "WELL THEY'RE MY CHILD" "SINCE WHEN." "I HAVE THE DOCUMENTS WITH ME-"

that continues for a while until sunghoon literally detaches sunoo from your arm 😬😬

their bedroom door has a hand made "sign" pinned to it (it's literally just 'NO SUNOOS ALLOWED WHEN Y/N IS OVER' on a piece of paper) to keep him away from u 😮

asks the older members to help him with pick up lines.

u heard me right, pick up lines. THE CRINGIEST ONES THAT DON'T EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE AND ARE JUST OVERALL STUPID 😬

i mean what do u expect when jake is one of the people giving him flirting advice...

when he first started taking "flirting classes" with jake he was too shy to use them in person, so instead he whipped out his phone, opened the messaging app and asked the older to repeat all the pick up lines he knew one more time.

but the more time passed the bolder he got.

he knows they're cringey, he knows he sounds awkward, but does he stop?? nah. he likes seeing u all flustered, scrunching up your nose in disgust and facepalming yourself out of embarrassment. riki thinks it's adorable and it never fails to make him smile, so why would he stop?

"hey y/n knock knock!!" "who's there?" "when where" "...when where who??" "tomorrow, at the arcade, me & you" "EW STOP NO THAT WAS THE WORST ONE SO FAR. i decline your offer. A for effort tho 🤒"

he isn't huge on PDA because he's still a bit awkward with it, but he has his moments.

if you're going out and stumble upon a pretty crowded place, he intertwines your fingers, palms clasped together and carefully leads you out of the sea of people

bcuz he's literally a walking bean pole and can see above almost everyone's heads 😬😬

as i've mentioned before, he's quite shy with PDA but... but once he finds an opportunity he takes it.

so you're pleasantly surprised when riki doesn't let go of your hand even after he led you out of the crowd,

in fact, he tightens his grip on it and glances towards you to make sure you don't feel uncomfortable with him showing such affection so suddenly in public.

bcuz he's a respectful boy 😡😡😡😡

but that's as far as he goes, especially around strangers.

when it comes to his members though, he's a bit more confident and gets a bit clingier.

he would never dare to kiss you around others, but he definitely shows affection in his own way

like leaning his head on your shoulder, ruffling your hair, putting his leg over yours when you're sitting on the couch, inching closer and closer to you when you watch horror movies until you're basically clinging to his side.

it's all in the small things yk??

a sucker for compliments.

HE WANTS YOU TO PRAISE HIM AND TELL HIM HE'S AMAZING AT WELL... BASICALLY EVERYTHING.

bcuz he is 😐😐

the boys aren't even surprised when they see you sitting on a pillow on the floor, looking up at them with a huge grin and sending them a little wave when they enter the practice room.

and they're even less surprised when they see riki sitting right there next to you, with a blush spread across his cheeks and a boxy smile on his face because you praised the living hell out of his dancing skills a few seconds prior.

also likes it when you can't finish a certain level in a video game or something, so he can be your knight in shining armor and help u !!

bcuz he's a big boy and likes to do big boy stuff for his s/o 😡😡

expects u to go: "OMG RIKI URE SO COOL??!!!1!21!!??!3 I COULD'VE NEVER DONE THIS WITHOUT YOUR HELP" but is thoroughly amused when you tell him you could've done it yourself with a scoff but you're still grateful for his 'hard work'

just be sarcastic, bark back and tease him while also being mature, soft and loving when needed to and he's at your mercy 🙏🙏

omfg this is so long ok im gonna cut it here and do a part 2 or smth if i feel like it 😐‼️

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4 U

“Killua, no, no, I’m not mad. Of course, you can buy yourself stuff. That’s why I’m paying you.”

Gon gently lifts Killua’s chin.

Killua’s eyes are filled with tears, and he has a smudge of jelly near his lips.

Gon smiles softly.

Cute.

[whale-minmin]

oh, i meant a yandere enhypen reaction for when the reader is clingy, sorry ^^

ENHYPEN reaction to S/O being clingy

Genre : yandere

tw : obsession, toxic relationships, mention of blood, mention of betrayal, mentions of torture and punishment

Jungwon :

· At first, he’d be suspicious of it. What are you up to, clinging to him so much?

· If you think that by being clingy you can easily earn his trust - oh babe, you need to work harder than that

· But he does need to admit that his heart melts when you put your head in his lap. He puts his guard down, smiling at your clingy gestures

· "Gosh, kitten. What is this for?.. Doesn't matter. Let me just enjoy the love of my life being so close to me~"

Heeseung :

· He'd find it adorable! He's so relieved that he doesn't have to force you anymore

· He loves your clinginess. If he could choose, he’d stay all day by your side doing absolutely nothing other than cuddling with you

· He’ll be spoiling you so much. He can’t believe it, you’re actually showing him affection! And he didn’t need to tell you a single thing for you to do that!

· “Awh, are you comfy, kitten? I’m glad~”

Jay :

· Ha, do you think you can fool him by being all clingy? He knows this trick too well. Making him trust you then stabbing him in the back - perhaps, even literally

· It’ll take more than that for him to carelessly let his guard down. But you clinging to him like a lost, little puppy certainly makes him feel good - only confirming that he’s the one in power

· He’ll use your clinginess to his advantage. Who needs torture, when punishing you by locking you away without letting you have a single glance at him is equally as fun?

· “What, cuddles? Do I have to remind you what you did, hm? Be glad that I let you be around me. If you touch me with a single finger, I’ll lock you for a month. How about it?”

Jake :

· He loves it! He’s so happy that you want to share affection with him, it means the world that you feel safe enough to want to be beside him

· He’ll let you cling to him whenever you want - even if he’s working and you’re a distraction, you and your happiness are more important than stupid work

· You're just so cute, being all clingy. He's more than happy to spend the day doing nothing else other than cuddling with you

· “I’ll be your personal teddy bear, how about it? As for the payment, it can be done with a few kisses~”

Sunghoon :

· He’s more than happy about being your personal cuddle bear. He doesn’t mind you being clingy at all

· Rather, it makes him feel so much better knowing that you want to show him affection! It shows that you trust and feel safe around him

· In fact, he’s just as clingy as you - he just didn’t show it, worried you’d be uncomfortable. He didn’t want you to feel forced to be clinging to him

· “Ah, kitten, you’re so cute it makes my heart ache~ Let’s just stay like this, okay? I love being with you so much..”

Sunoo :

· What else can I say other than he’d absolutely LOVE it?

· You being clingy to him.. It’s like a dream come true. This is what he always wanted, right from the start. Your affection

· Even if you’d be clinging to him only to gain his trust, he’d be okay with that! Sure, he’d be a little sad - but you were willing to be by his side, completely by your own will!

· “Awh, baby, you’re so cute I could just.. Really! God, how can someone be this cute..? You can cuddle with me all day! When you’re by my side, I don’t care about anything else~”

Ni-Ki :

· He’d be acting like it bothers him, but he wouldn’t be going out of his way to shake you off of his arm like you were a blood-thirsty mosquito 

· Deep down, he enjoys it so much. Even if he’d want your affection, he wouldn’t dare ask for it - you can use his weakness for you to your advantage, and he cannot have that, can he now?

· Seeing your happy face as you fall asleep on his lap is the best feeling in the entire world - he just melts. He is so lucky to have someone like you and he knows it well

· “Gosh, why are you so clingy? It’s annoying. Hey, now - who said you could stop?”

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My Fantasy (M)

Summary: Namjoon has a fantasy he wants to fulfill. You’re more than happy to do it for him.

Pairing: Namjoon x reader

Genre: smut, kinda angtsy and kinda fluffy? Namjoon and OC are friends with benefits

Word count: 4.1k

Rating: 18+/ M/ NSFW. Minors are not welcome here.

Warning: boss - secretary roleplay, breast and nipple play, oral (m & f receiving), face fucking, deep throating, vaginal fingering, unprotected penetrative sex (pls practice safe sex!), multiple orgasm, degradation (Joon calls OC slut a couple of times) soft dom! Joon if you squint, sweet Joon, big tiddie Joon and big biceps Joon because what’s a girl to do when he’s been flaunting it?

Also ON era for Joon reference.

Enjoy, hope you like it 💜

You twirl in front of the floor length mirror in your walk-in wardrobe, and give yourself a satisfied smile. 

He’d love this, you think, that you’re wearing just as what he’s asked. The light blue lingerie set is hidden under a cute, lacy shirt and a flowy skirt. You had offered to wear a shorter skirt, one that gives a peep of your ass when you bend over in the slightest. But he refused it- he wanted to leave more to the imagination. And you gladly accept his explanation. It’ll make tonight more fun. You’ll just have to be extra flirty and playful with him.

He arrives five minutes early than the arranged time, as always. You give your place a last look- clean without any sign of personal photos or items, candles with sweet smells of cinnamon-vanilla lit and positioned strategically in your living room. Checking your makeup and your hair one last time, your body tingles as you head to the door.

His tall, lean body fills the doorway easily. He’s grown his hair longer since you last saw him, and you like it. Shaggy strands reaching his eyes, the sides long enough to tuck behind his ears. You’ll have fun tugging his hair tonight. Looking further south, you notice his chest seems broader too, filling his black sweater, making your mouth water. Oh, you’ll have fun scraping your nails on his pecs, all right. 

“Namjoon,” you greet him with a sweet, smile, rising on your toes to kiss his cheek. 

“Hi _______ ,” he smiles back and gives you a hug. His large hands pressing your back, sending shivers down your spine. He steps into your apartment, and takes a deep breath. “Smells nice in here.”

You hum smugly. “I knew you’d like it.” 

“I like what you’re wearing too.” He looks you up and down. “Thanks for letting me pick out your outfit tonight.”

Not just punctual, he’s always so polite and sweet too. That's why he’s your favourite in your little black book.

You twirl for him, your skirt rising slightly above your knees as your turn. “Pretty.” you hear him murmur. But from the way he looks at you, you know pretty is not the only thing he thinks of you now. 

You link your fingers with his. “Wine?” you offer.

“If you don’t mind, I’d rather drink you up.” He licks his lips.

Your breath hitches at his action. You lead him into your expansive living room, and direct him to sit on your leather sofa, across from your large flat screen TV. It’s a calculated move; he’ll be able to see his and your reflection there. 

Namjoon settles himself on your sofa, and you stand between his spread legs. His hands reaches for the hem of your skirt, fingering it gingerly but with great anticipation. You sway your hips slightly, coyly, making your skirt floats playfully over his hands.

“Are you teasing me, little one?” Your skin burns at his pet name for you.

“Do you want me to tease you, Daddy?” He groans. Still standing, you lean forward towards him, arching your back slightly, to push your breasts to his face.

“Hmmm,” he meets you halfway, you can feel his hard chest against your tummy, he is eye level with your breasts, and his hands have moved up to grope your ass over your skirt. And your panties, you can feel them getting wetter by the second.

Namjoon clears his throat. “Do you mind, if tonight you call me Mr Kim?” he asks shyly. 

Now you are sure your panties are ruined. 

“Not at all. If that’s what you want.” You tuck his hair behind his ear. Yes, you definitely prefer his longer hair.

“It’s just... it’s been a really shitty month at work, and uh... I’ve fantasized about it for weeks...” he trails off.

You run your fingers through his hair. “Ah, I get it. You want me to be an innocent secretary so you can take advantage of me?” You tease him.

He lets our a nervous laughter, burying his face on your chest. Your heart is beating so fast, you’re sure he can feel it.

“So cliche, isn't it?” He looks up at you. God, you are so weak for this man.

You slide your fingers from his hair down to his shoulders. “Oh, Mr Kim,” you demurely say, “your shoulders are so tense. You must be so stressed out from work.” 

“I am, Miss _____ ,” he mouths against your chest, you feel his hot breath through your shirt. “Help me take my mind off work?” His hands are still over your skirt, rubbing up and down your the back of your thighs. 

You moan when he suddenly rubs harder, dragging your skirt material up towards your ass. “How can I help you, sir?” You meet his eyes, your voice breathy. This part is not an act, you are truly desperate for him.

He leans back on the sofa, and you almost whine out loud when his hands leave your legs. “You can start by showing me your pretty panties.” His eyes stare at your core.

Putting on a shy smile, you reach the hem of your skirt and slowly pulls it up, until your light blue satin panties are in full view for Namjoon. He exhales steadily, his firm gaze makes you ache for him even more.

“You like what you see, Mr Ki- Ah!” You moan out loud as his finger slides between your legs, pressing onto your slit over your panties. He drags the tip lazily forward, but stops just before reaching your clit.

“Why don’t you turn around, let me see it from the back?” You obediently do as he asks. “Bend over, put your hands on the coffee table.” 

You suppress your moan as you get into position. With his legs between yours, he wedges you to stand with feet apart, spread as wide as possible. You bend forward, resting your elbows on the coffee table, silently thanking your daily yoga regiments.

Namjoon flips your skirt over your bottom, and you can hear him shuffling forward. You look up to your TV, seeing your wanton self reflected on the screen. You gasp and close your eyes as you feel Namjoon’s nose poking at your sex. 

“You smell so good,” you shudder at his breath over your slit. “And you are so fucking wet. Did I make you wet, Miss _____ ?”

You whimper. “Yes, Mr Kim, you always make me so wet.”

Namjoon flattens his tongue on your panties. You nearly wail at the sensation. “Mr Kim!” Your body jerks forward, but somehow you manage to grind yourself back at his mouth.

His fingers are at the waistband of your panties. “Take them off.”

You straighten up and quickly pull your panties down, your back still to Namjoon, and his hands bunching your skirt around your waist. Then you spread your legs again, and you bend forward, slowly, giving him a full view of your bare pussy and ass.

You swear you hear him whine before he roughly grabs your ass and spread your asscheeks. His mouth immediately latches onto your cunt, tongue greedily pokes into your dripping hole, before it moves upwards to the skin between your pussy and your asshole. You sob his name out loud and your whole body shudders at his ministrations. 

“Taste so good,” Namjoon says between licks. “I’m going to eat you out all night.” Lick. “Gonna make you cum on my tongue over and over.” Lick. “Gonna drink you up.” Lick. 

“Mr Kim, Mr Kim...” you chant his name like a prayer. “I’m so close...”

“Already?” Amusement clear in his voice. “I’ve only just started, little one. Such a slut, are you, impatient to cum for me?”

“Please, Mr Kim...” you beg, when you feel Namjoon’s mouth leaving your soaking core. “I want to cum so bad. For you.” You look up and catch your reflection, and Namjoon’s, on the TV. You look so desperate. And Namjoon’s reflection smirks at you.

He returns to your dripping cunt, starts to lap up at your juices even more hungrily. His large hands are on your ass cheeks still, fingers digging, moulding your flesh this way and that.

Your clit is throbbing painfully, you can’t believe he hasn’t even touch it since you started. Your legs are shaking more now, you feel the lusty tautness all over your body. Namjoon’s tongue moves up and circles your puckered hole, making you cry out his name. Then he quickly goes back to your wet hole, tongue-fucking you to your orgasm and through it.

Namjoon patiently waits till you come down from your high. He helps you stand up, his hands rubbing all over your body, easing the achiness from being bent over for an extended period of time. 

“Are you OK, little one?” He envelops you from behind. You sigh as you feel your skirt floats down to cover your bare sex and ass. You nod.

“That was amazing, Mr Kim,” you answer, still breathless. “You make me feel so good.”

“I love making you feel good, you deserve it.” Groaning against your hair, Namjoon cups your breasts. The lace on your shirt feels rough against his hands. He can't wait to feel your satin bra underneath. 

“I’ve fantasised this so many times, little one. Spreading you on my desk, eating your pretty little cunt.” He leans down to nibble on your ear. “You hiding under my desk, sucking me off. Seeing these tits bounce as you ride me in my office. Fucking you against the wall in the restroom.”

You lean back against Namjoon, your juices continue leaking down your thighs. Your heart is pounding so hard against your chest and Namjoon feels it, his hands kneading your breasts harder. You press yourself closer to him, his hard cock poking against your lower back and you drool at the feel of it.

Turning around, you palm and stroke Namjoon’s cock over his slacks. “Can I suck you, Mr Kim?” 

Namjoon shakes his head. “I told you little one, I want to make you cum over and over with my tongue tonight.”

“But you’re so hard,” you pout cutely. Namjoon taps your nose.

“You'll get my cock soon enough. After I make you cum again. OK, little one?”

You let Namjoon move you, to sit you on the sofa, your ass close to the edge. He kneels between your legs, instructing you to lift the front of your skirt.  Once again bared to him, he swallows thickly. He breathes in the smell of your sex, his mind drunk for you. He can’t get enough. You always make him want more.

Namjoon grabs your legs and lifting them to form an erotic V. You feel yourself pulsate down there, squeezing out arousal to drip down onto your skirt underneath. He dives in greedily.

You’re pretty sure you're howling as Namjoon makes out with your sex for the second time tonight. You’ve never met anyone who loves giving oral as much as Namjoon does, or anyone who is so good at it. His mouth and tongue continuously draw out more and more of your sweet nectar. He gulps it down like a man starved.   

Namjoon can feel your thighs shaking again. He doesn’t want you to cum yet. He removes his mouth, and you are about to protest when you see his mouth and chin glistening with your arousal. Raising himself up till he is face to face to you, Namjoon replaces his mouth with his fingers. You gasp as he slides two fingers in smoothly, eased by your natural lubrication.

He kisses you as he fingers you. And your chest contracts at every movement his lips and tongue against yours. You can taste yourself, but you taste him too. Coffee, and something spicy. But there's more. You’ve hardly ever kissed during your sessions; a little peck here and there to say hello and goodbye, but never this kind of kiss when you’re both chasing pleasures, and never this.... passionate.

Namjoon pulls away, panting, breaking the kiss. He looks as affected as you are. “Unbutton your blouse.” He gruffly orders. The squelching sound his fingers in your wet hole fill the air. You undo the top three button of your top then he stops you. He can see the top of your breasts, and the light blue satin material supporting your globe is peeking out. “One more button.” 

Namjoon feels weak. You, his sweet girl, are spread open before him like a goddamn buffet. He rests his head between your breasts, feeling your heartbeat on his skin, crazily in sync with his, while his fingers are wrapped tightly within your walls. He licks the top of your breast, just above the bra. Your skin breaks into goosebumps. 

Namjoon inserts a third finger, and you squeal. He bites down and sucks on your skin as you clench tightly at the new intrusion. Your fingers find their way to his hair, tugging his strands as he continues to leave marks on your breast.

He pushes down the cups of your bra, freeing your breasts, then he sucks your nipples alternately. With every hard tug from his mouth, you close in sharply on his fingers. 

“You feel so good, fuck. Why do you always feel so good?” He mumbles against your globes. 

You’re rendered speechless. The assault of his fingers and his mouth on your body is deliciously sinful. “J- Jo... Mr Kim... please...” you beg. You want to cum. That’s all you want right now, to cum for Namjoon.

Namjoon returns to your core, wrapping his mouth around your needy clit, his tongue immediately goes into overdrive flicking it. He adds a fourth finger into you, and his free hand reaches to your nipple to continue tugging and pinching it. You throw your head back, your hands pressing Namjoon’s head tighter onto your weeping sex, and soon your body convulses, your second orgasm hitting you like a truck.

Namjoon lets go of your clit and your nipple, but his four fingers are still pumping into you, albeit at a slower pace. He kisses you again, his body pressing you deeper into your sofa. “Sweet, so sweet,” he says between kisses, “my little one.”

There it is again, the squeeze around your heart. You break the kiss, in need for air, and Namjoon rests his forehand on yours. Slowly, he pulls his fingers out and licks his thumb and ring finger.  His pointer and middle finger, he offers them to you.

Eagerly, you part your lips and suck his fingers in. Swirling your tongue around them, you close your eyes as you savour your own taste. Namjoon stands up, taking you along with him. He smiles at your state of undress. 

“Bedroom?” You offer, tucking your breasts back into your bra. You leave your top unbuttoned. Namjoon nods.

Once inside your room, you sit on the edge of the bed, Namjoon standing before you between your legs. He strokes your hair tenderly as you work his belt and his slacks, then his boxers.

His long, heavy cock greets you. “May I, Mr Kim?”

“Of course, little one.” At his permission, you kiss the little slit at the tip, sucking the precum off. Then you run your tongue up and down his shaft, before you close your lips around the head to start taking him in.

Relaxing your jaws, you let his length slides deeper, until you feel the head meeting your throat. You whimper, and Namjoon rubs your cheek encouragingly. “Relax, little one, you can take it.”

Controlling your breathing, you push yourself to take the rest of him in, until your nose bumps his skin. Namjoon hisses above you, cursing and praising you at the same time. Wrapping your lips tighter, you pull out leisurely, before taking his hot throbbing member back in. 

Namjoon watches you deep-throating him a few more times, enjoying your wet mouth, before he commands you to grab onto his hips. You follow him obediently, and he wraps your hair around his hand. “Ready, little one?” You nod. “Remember to pinch me if it gets too much.” You nod again, unable to speak as his cock still fills your mouth.

Without warning, he holds your head steady as he starts to fuck your mouth roughly. You close your eyes, focusing your throat and mouth to relax as his cock pistons furiously. As Namjoon moans above you, you close your eyes and tears start streaking down your cheek. Your saliva drools out with every thrust, your hands grip his hips more tightly. But you don’t pinch him. 

Instead you open your eyes and look up at him. He moans as he stares down your face, his face scrunching up. “God, little one, your mouth is a sin.” You moan against his pulsing member. His hips are starting to stutter, and with a curse he pulls out suddenly.

Still holding your hair tightly, he frenziedly pumps himself. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, ready to receive him. Crying out your name, his seed spurts out, painting your lower face.

Once empty, Namjoon leans over you, his head on your shoulder as he calms down. “Joon,” you drop your role-play act, “your sweater will get dirty.” You try to inch yourself away to avoid staining his clothes with his cum on your face. 

“Mmmm, don’t care.” He mumbles. You chuckle and gently push him onto the bed. Opening his eyes, he watch you as you lick his cum off your lips. “So hot, you always look so hot with my cum on you.”

You see his flacid cock twitch slightly. “Is Mr Kim all de-stressed now?” you coo at him, playing with his hair.

“Not until I get to feel that sweet cunt, little one. Strip for me, make me hard again.”

You stand up, and seductively start to unbutton the rest of your blouse. Once it’s on the floor, you unclasp your bra and hook it around his neck to pull him closer to you for a kiss. He then mouths at your bare chest, but you tut at him. You help him take off his sweater and the shirt underneath, and you finally get to run your hands over his hard pecs. You drag your fingers over his skin, and he grabs your waist. Your skirt is the remaining article on your body. You pull it down, finally fully naked before Namjoon.

You take a step back, out of Namjoon’s hold. You glide your hands from your hips, up the sides of your body, then to cup your breasts. “You like what you see, Mr Kim?” Teasingly, you move your hands down your stomach, then back up around your bosom, to your neck, gathering up your hair, holding it at the top of your head.

Namjoon is hard again, from watching you feeling yourself up. Once his cock is standing at full attention, you step back to the space between his legs. “How do you want me to fuck you, little one?”

“Let me ride you, Mr Kim.”

Namjoon moves back to sit himself against the headboard. You crawl on the bed, towards him. Positioning yourself above him, he cups your pussy. “Hmm, still wet for me, little one.”

“Always, Mr Kim. Only you can make me this wet.” You’re shocked at your own sincerity. But it is true- lately he’s all you can think about.

Bracing yourself on his shoulders, you let him guide his cock into your hole. You sigh as he breaches you, his hands firm on your waist, helping you sinking further down on him. You wince as he bottoms out, he always feels so deep in you. “So full, Mr Kim.”

“I love stretching you little one,” he nuzzles against your neck. “Your tight pussy always takes my fat cock so well.”

You start grinding over him, rolling your hips around while you tighten your inner walls to massage his cock inside you. Satisfied with the groans you elicit from his mouth, you start to move up and down. Little bounces at first, and soon you become greedy. You work your thigh muscles to lift you higher, then to lose yourself down his length. 

With every movement, your breasts jiggle right in front of Namjoon. The look on his face spurs you on. Picking up your pace, you ride him harder and faster. Your bedroom is soon filled with the sounds of your panting, Namjoon’s groans, and the slapping of your skin against his.

Namjoon can’t take his eyes off of you. His eyes keep darting from the gradually fucked out expression on your face, to your juicy tits jumping wildly before him, and to his cock slipping so smoothly in and out of you. He is drunk on your sight, your smell, your touch. How his cock is so slippery, coated by your mouthwatering extract. How you breathe his name as you chase your peak.

Namjoon hand slides up to your neck and he closes his fingers around you. Squeezing slightly, you gasp, losing your momentum, and Namjoon slams his hips upwards into you. Your eyes widened, your mouth letting out a silent scream. He pounds into you a few more times, each time harder than the previous one, and he releases your throat once he hears you sob.

He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close and tightly to him. “Good girl, such a good girl for me, little one.” He praises you. “Such a good slut for me and my cock.” You mewl.

“I want to fuck you stupid. To ruin you.” Namjoon holds your waist again. His hips thrust upwards mercilessly into you. “To make you want no other cock but mine. I want you to cream for my cock and my cock only.”

You start to cry, he is hitting so deep within you, you’re sure he will split you in half. You grab onto his biceps, feeling the muscles tensing as he continues to pump into you.

“Miste- ohhh! Ooooh! Namjo...” you babble incoherently. The pleasure of being impaled is turning your mind into mush. “Clo.. ooh so close...”

Namjoon sucks your neck. “So am I. little one.” He moans pitifully. “Cum with me, ______,  please.”

After only a few more thrusts, your body jerks as you reach your climax. You hug Namjoon as you convulses violently around him, sending him towards his orgasm too. He explodes inside you, shooting his cum deep into you. 

Clinging to each other, your sweaty bodies sticky as your breathing slows down and the ringing in your ears disappear. You open your eyes, to find Namjoon’s still closed, and you cup his face tenderly. Exhausted, you nestle yourself in the crook of is neck. His hand lazily rubs little circles on your lower back.

You and Namjoon stay in that position, god knows how long. You’ve never cuddled like this before, this is a new level of intimacy foreign yet not unwelcome. You force yourself to pull out of his embrace, before it gets too far.

Plopping yourself to sit next to him, you break the silence. “That was amazing, Namjoon. The best s-”

“Let me stay the night.” Namjoon cuts you off. Your heart stops. "Let me be more than just a fuck and go.”

You gulp audibly. This is against your agreement, five months ago, when you and Namjoon entered into a mutually beneficial arrangement. No feelings, just sex. That was what you both agreed on. He was just to be a name on your list to call when you feel like it. How did it become more than that?

You tear up. You can’t help it. You can’t deny it felt different tonight. 

Namjoon rubs his hands over his face. “I’m sorry, I should’ve kept my mouth shut.” He gets up from your bed. “I thought there was something. I thought I felt something. Obviously I was wrong. It was just my fantasy.”

Dejected, he starts to pick up his clothes. You jump out and stop him. “Joon,” you hug him, as tight as you can, unwilling to let him leave. “It was my fantasy too.”

Namjoon freezes at your confession. Tilting your face up, you look into his eyes. “Stay the night. Please.” you plead.

Dropping his clothes, he cups your ass, and he hoists you up. You automatically wrap your legs around him, your arms around his neck. Carrying you to your bathroom, he whispers, “My sweet little one. My one and only.”

You whisper back, “My Joonie. My love.”

Published 12012021

[kaistarus]

Mistexting Mayhem

Pairing: Nishinoya X Reader

Words: 1.6K

Summary: You accidentally send Nishinoya a text that was meant for Yachi and now he’s knows secrets you were hoping he never found out

A/N: If you think this fic is anything but crack you’re wrong lmao I’ve always wanted to write a fic with this style and Noya is great for the chaos i needed. It was fun

Masterlist

[6:40pm] idiot⚡: look y/n without adhd id be too powerful

                         i could beet god himself in handtohand combat

                         god was afraid of my raw fuckin awesomeness wen i bursted from the woom

[6:41pm] y/n: there is so much wrong with what u just said

[6:41pm] idiot⚡: i have absoltly no clue wat

[6:43pm] y/n: put those 3 brain cells to work. I believe in you

[6:43pm] idiot⚡: but theyve reached their daily quota

                          plz there so tired and overworked

You snorted, a dopey smile on your lips as you laid surrounded by textbooks and homework, swinging your feet in the air behind you. You focused intently on the cell phone in your hand doing everything you could to procrastinate the schoolwork around you.

[6:44pm] y/n: noyas so stupid

[6:44pm] yachi❤: i thought you liked him?

[6:45pm] y/n: jeez Yachi. dont come for my throat

                       i cant help that i have bad taste 🙄

[6:46pm] yachi❤: if it helps he tripped over a stray ball today

                               maybe think of that till you don’t like him??

Unfortunately, the image of Nishinoya waving to everyone then biffing it only had you smiling like a dork. How you’d gotten to a point that Nishinoya being an idiot made you swoon, you’ll never know.

You raised your eyebrow suspiciously at the new notification on Snapchat from ‘Tanaka’ and after swiping it open you nearly dropped your phone. Looking back at you was Nishinoya, his head tilted and eyebrow quirked in confusion with a gari-gari kun shoved halfway down his throat. The caption at the bottom reading ‘daaaammn look at your prince charming go 😩’.

You frowned at the picture, letting out a frustrated groan at how your heart accelerated against your ribcage. You quickly tapped out of it and reopened the messenger app.

[6:57pm] y/n: we have to kill Noya

[6:57pm] idiot⚡: we??? what kind of mission is this??? 😤

[6:58pm] y/n: i like him too much. he has to die. its for my own good

You waited impatiently for her response and almost debated doing your homework since it took longer than you felt necessary. You supposed you had suggested murder to Yachi, but still…

When you finally received a response your entire body froze.

[7:11pm] idiot⚡: U LIKE ME?!?!? 😍

                          UR KILLING ME?!?! 😢

                          IM SO CONFUSED......

                          and a lil turned on ngl👀

Your hand covered your mouth in horror as you processed what the hell you had just done. This didn’t happen to people in real life. Mistexting was stuff people made up when they created fake texts for social media to get likes. You didn’t think people actually went through this.

You opened new notifications to escape the hell that stared you straight in the face.

[7:15pm] Tanaka💪: Yo, whatd u do. Whys Noya having a panic attak

[7:16pm] y/n: I accidently texted him instead of Yachi and told him i liked him 😣

[7:16pm] Tanaka💪: O wtf thats hilarious 😂

[7:17pm] y/n: ITS NOT HILArIOUS

[7:18pm] Tanaka💪: Hes askin if its a prank. Wat do i do?

[7:19pm] y/n:I DONT KNOW SDKFHJN IM THE IDIOT WHO STSRTED IT

He stopped responding and you banged your head against your pillow anxiously.

[7:23pm] y/n: YACHI ITOLD NoYA I LKED HIM AND NOU HE NOS WAY DO JI DO!?!????! 😭😭😭

[7:23pm] idiot⚡: THIS ISNT YACHI!!!!

                           HOLY FUKC U DO LIEK ME!!!

You screamed into your pillow. Were you fucking kidding? This could not be happening.

[7:25pm] Tanaka💪: dude, twice? i cant save u now 🤪

[7:25pm] y/n: betraying me in my time of fucking need? i’ll remember this asshole

[7:26pm] Tanaka💪: so vulgar 👀

You growled at Tanaka’s uselessness and bravely peeked through one eye as you went back to your conversation with Nishinoya.

[7:24pm] idiot⚡: STOP IGNORING ME I KNO UR TEXTING RYU

[7:26pm] idiot: IM GONNA KEEP SPAMMING U TILL U ANSWE RME😤

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[7:27pm] y/n: what is this twitch chat? fuck 

[7:28pm] idiot⚡: your heeeeererererreee 🥰

[7:29pm] y/n: soooooo………..

                        clearly there has been a misunderstanding

[7:29pm] idiot⚡: oh nonono. I understand PERFETCLY. u LOVE me

                         its ok. this is a safe space. we can discuss feelings 😌

[7:31pm] y/n: there are zero feelings to discuss

[7:31pm] idiot⚡: then y did u say u like me too much so i have to die?

[7:34pm] y/n: i am filled with rage 🤬

[7:34pm] idiot⚡: rage over how much u liiike me???🥰🥰🥰

[7:36pm] y/n: definitely not

You racked your brain for some kind of reasonable sounding excuse, eventually landing on:

[7:36pm] y/n: It was autocorrect

[7:36pm] idiot⚡: HAH????? FROM?????

[7:38pm] y/n: HAH???

                       ....Nora?

[7:38pm] idiot⚡: Who TF is nora???? 😡

[7:39pm] y/n: someoe i like obviously 😏

[7:40pm] idiot⚡: so u like them but u use my name so much it autocorrected to me? 🤔

[7:44pm] y/n: OK MR DETEcTIVE WHERE TF ARE THES BRAIN CELS COMIN GFROM?

[7:45pm] idiot⚡: i pull them out for special ocasions 😌

[7:45pm] y/n: well how bout you pack those up and put em away

[7:46pm] idiot⚡: how bout two people who LIKE each other SAY something so they can DOOOOOOOO something bout IT 🙄

You began typing a frantic message about how it was none of his business until you processed the message. Then you read it over several times before letting out an audible, “what the fuck.”

[7:50pm] y/n: YOU LIKE ME

[7:50pm] idiot⚡: I FLIRT WITH U ALL THE TIME WAT DO U MEAN yOu LiKe Me!?!

                          FUCKING OBVIOSLY

[7:51pm] y/n: literally when. name one time.

[7:52pm] idiot⚡: I WALK WITH U EVERY MORNING!!!

[7:53pm] y/n: I thought that was a coincidence???

[7:54pm] idiot⚡: I BRNIG U SNACKS DURING LUNCH!!!

[7:54pm] y/n: I thought they were leftovers??

[7:55pm] idiot⚡: …....I call you cute and invite you to my games.

[7:56pm] y/n: you call everyone attractive and i thought there was like a audience quota or something........?

[7:57pm] idiot⚡: ….i cant tell who i should be upset with rn but i think its u 😑

[7:58pm] y/n: WAT WHY!?!

[8:00pm] Idiot⚡: I LIKE U+U LIKE ME=WE LIKE EACH OTHER

[8:01pm] y/n: whoa. slow down. I hate math 😣

[8:02pm] Idiot⚡: ===WE SHUD GO ON A DATE!!!

[8:02pm] y/n: HAH!? i think you started multiplying that addition problem buddy 🤨

Your cheeks were beginning to ache from how wide your dopey grin was. You couldn’t help but tease Nishinoya-it was second nature at this point-even if you now knew your feelings were mutual.

[8:04pm] idiot⚡: i suk at math but thats NOT the point

                         point iiissss i think deep down u want to hang out and cuddle and fall in love

                        maybe even..... 😏 kiiisssss

[8:04pm] y/n: WHOA WHOA WHOA

                        WARN ME BEFORE YOU GET NSFW

                        i would never premarital eye-contact. let alone k🤢ki-🤢🤢kiss🤢🤮🤮

[8:05pm] idiot⚡: well we would have socks on 🙄

[8:06pm] y/n: oh. well if there’s protection

[8:06pm] idiot⚡: Im not a maniac

[8:07pm] y/n: i suppose as long as you dont do something stoopid

                        like faceplant in public

                        that would be humiliating

[8:08pm] idiot⚡: I-

                          who told you that 😠

[8:08pm] y/n: i have spies everywhere noya

                        youre never safe

[8:09pm] Idiot⚡: kinda hot 👀

                         makin me fear for my life like that👀

[8:10pm] y/n: i hate that i like you

                        It kills me inside 

                        i feel braincels leaving with every conversation

[8:12pm] Idiot⚡: fan behavior 😏

                          so am i taking u to eat tomorow or wat?

[8:14pm] y/n: if I HAVE to 🙄

[8:14pm] Idiot⚡: No u GET to

                          I am a fucking delite 😤

[8:15pm] y/n: whatever helps you sleep at night

[8:15pm] Idiot⚡: nothing helps me sleep at night. this mind never rests

[8:16pm] y/n: thinking 24/7 and still not a smart thing comes out of that mouth 👀

[8:17pm] Idiot⚡: yas, bully me more 😫

[8:19pm] y/n: ok thats as much as i can handle for one day......

                       im gonna pretend to do homework

[8:20pm] idiot⚡: okie... good luck my sweet baby pogchamp 🥰

[8:20pm] y/n: no

[8:20pm] Idiot⚡: 😘😘😘

[8:22pm] y/n: 🙄✋

[8:23pm] Idiot⚡: oh FUCK yas 🥵 shut me UP

[8:25pm] y/n: suddenly all i feel is endless regret

[8:26pm] Idiot⚡: i have that effect on people

                          See you tomorrow 🥰🥰🥰

[8:27pm] y/n: unfortunately 😘

[8:27pm] idiot⚡: 🥵

You flung an arm over your eyes and let a small giggle bubble up from your chest. Nishinoya was probably the biggest idiot you’d ever met, but you couldn’t help that thinking of spending time with him had you kicking your feet with excitement.

You supposed you should actually get started on your homework. You reached forward when a notification popped up from Yachi, asking if her idea worked and you had stopped liking Nishinoya.

...you should probably break the news, huh?

[babytaes]

reaction to being asked to prom| en- ─ ot7 ˎˊ˗

a/n- I wanted to upload a prom reactions because my prom was yesterday and it felt right to do so. This one is quite lengthy. Enjoy-BT

✧ heeseung ∘*

The day was unlike any other, except that Heeseung had a mission in mind that he had been working on for months. He wanted to ask you out for prom, which was just around the corner. Despite the fact that you've been close friends for a long time, this has been on his mind for some time.

You'd just been summoned to join the boys for a casual lunch. You made sure to bring your camera with you when you left the house because they really wanted YOU to take their photos. You were the very best.

As you walked in the house, a familiar face opened the door as the cool air swirled around you.

“Hey Jake, where are we going to eat?” As he led you outside, he laughed and smiled broadly.

As you looked at what was in front of you, a loud boom sounded. As tears streamed down your face, the confetti danced around you. Heeseung and the other members stood there with your favorite roses, holding up letters spelling out Prom.

Your legs ached as you wobbled through the vast scene, weeping as you stared at him. As Heeseung handed you the roses, you stood face to face with him.

"So, what's your response?"

Your legs moved faster than your mind could comprehend as you engulfed him in a hug, laughing as you held onto him.

“Of course, I'd love to go to prom with you!”

“SHE SAID YES!!!” While the others snapped photos, Heeseung hugged you even closer.

“Oh, how much fun we'll have together.”

✧ jay ∘*

Jay was an old fashioned man. He didn't rush his plans; they didn't come together in a day. He wanted to be certain that all of the specifics were correct in order to meet your needs. Despite the fact that you told him you weren't planning on attending prom. He was trying to persuade you to change your mind.

The couch was the place where you guys hung out the most, watching childish movies or having intense making out sessions. It  had a soft spot in your heart.  You laid your head on the couch arm, pondering on what to do on it.

Sunghoon was just around the corner as you leapt to your feet, staring at him as he walked to the entrance. In his right, he was carrying a bag.

“Hey, what are you up to...?” Also, where are the guys? It shouldn't take two hours to get food back.”

He walked down the corridors, shrugging his shoulders as he left the room. As he raced down the stairs, smiling, he returned to the door and gave you a slow wink.

“There's something wrong with him.” You jumped to your feet and put on some slides as you chased him out of the building.

“SUPRISEEEE."

As you turned around, your heart paused for a brief moment. The house was festooned with a sign and balloons proclaiming. “Are you UP for Prom?”

“NO FUCKING WAY JAY."  You dashed to his arms and kissed him as he drew you in closer.

“Had to use one of your favorite films. I sincerely hope you enjoy it.”

“I love it."

✧ jake ∘*

As you walked out of the building and into your car, your phone rang.

“Hey, love, how about a movie night...?”

You smiled as you drove over to his place, eager to spend some time with him before finals began.

When you approached the driveway, you noticed a large number of other vehicles. They seem to be part of the group. You unlocked the door with your spare key, minding your own business. As you waved to the other members on the sofa, Jake ran up and wrapped you in an embrace.

“Is it okay if I take a shower?” I'm hot and sticky, and I'd like to spend the night.” Jake chuckled and kissed your lips before sending you upstairs to shower.

*Shower Done 30 minutes later*

“Hey Jake, I'm finished-” Your feet came to a halt on the stairwell, as you covered your mouth and stared at the scene in front of you. Jake is standing there with flowers in his hand and a sign that reads, “Will you light up my night at PROM?” You laughed and walked over to the group, tears in your eyes.

“Of course, I would love to.” As he pulled you into an embrace and kissed your forehead, the members erupted in screams.

✧ sunghoon ∘*

“This is too awkward; why can't I just ask her out regularly?” Sunghoon sighed into his hands and lowered his head. Sunoo laughed at his older friend as Jake pushed him.

“No girl wants to be asked out so casually, Sunghoon; you have to make it unique and unforgettable.” He sprang from his chair, picking up his head and nodding at the boys. He exited the practice room with his phone in hand.

Jake and Sunoo exchanged a giggling smile.

“So help him."

You entered your apartment, set your bags down, and took a look around. When you entered the kitchen, you were greeted by a familiar face.

“AHHH, Sunghoon you scared me.” He jumped as he put the knife down and walked over to you, hugging you as he stared at your petite body.

“Well, I made some homemade pizza and decided to surprise you with it. “Would you like to see?” You nodded and walked over to the pizza, gasping at what you saw.

*I know it's cheesy, but Prom?* As you embraced him again, Sunghoon covered his face with his hands. As you raised your head to look at him, he peered through his eyes and stared at you.

“You didn't have to do all of this you know, a simple request would have sufficed.” Through his eyes rolling, he gasped and chuckled.

“And the boys said I needed to go all out.” 

✧ sunoo ∘*

“Sunoo, you're acting strange, what's up with you?” Sunoo was about to take your hand in his and take you for a stroll. Unfortunately, you were exhausted and didn't want to go.

“Just this one time, Y/N. After that, we won't have to take any more. Pretty please .” As he pouted in front of you, he gave you one of his award-winning cute smiles. They were irresistible.

“Fine, but I'd like something to eat on the way back.” He squealed as he pushed you out the door on his way to the park, grabbing his shoes and jacket.

When you both approached the park's entrance, he kissed your hand and dashed inside. When you followed him around the corner, you rolled your eyes and yelled after him.

“SUNOOO, I thought we weren't running.” You grumbled as you rounded the corner to see a surprising sight.

“Y/N Y/L/N, will you take me to be your date at Prom.” You laughed and scratched your head as you shook your head.

“No.”

Sunoo and the other members gasped as they awkwardly looked around after turning off their phones. You guffawed and dashed up to Sunoo, kissing his lips while laughing into his.

“Just kidding, I would love to go to prom with you. I will say no next time if you got me running anymore.” He laughed as he handed you the flowers before entwining you guys hands.

“I promise.”

✧ jungwon ∘*

As you and Jungwon walked through the Carnival, a warm breeze blew through the crowds, illuminating all of the attractions. As he led you to a stop on your date, you leaned your head against his shoulder.

“My treat is cotton candy,”   You squealed and a wide smile emerged on your face as you pointed to the blue one. He took out his wallet and requested two blue bags from the lady. You and Jungwon arrived at the Ferris Wheel after eating your and mostly Jungwon's bag.

It was unexpectedly empty, and you dashed to the front of the line. When Jungwon said he needed to use the restroom, you were about to climb in. He kissed your brow and walked over to the bathroom.

“Y/N?”

You turned around to look at him and gasped. In his hand, he carried a sign that read. *You're the FERRIS of them all. Wheel you like to go to PROM with me?” As your skin began to tingle with excitement, a tear streamed down your face.

“Yes, Jungwon, I would love to join you.” Your feet guided you to his side, where you softly kissed him and soaked it all in!

✧ ni-ki ∘*

As you began your final lap for the track, the breath in your lungs had left you. When you looked up, you saw Ni-ki approaching you. Before he zoomed ahead of you, you both paused and chatted for a bit.

“You wanna head over to my house for some studying?"

When you hit him, a laugh escaped your mouth.

“That never happens, and you're well aware of it.”

He laughed with a smirk on his face before shouting something you didn't hear.

“Ni-ki, what did you say?”

He chuckled and made his way to the locker room. You shook your head and walked over to the girls locker room, laughing as you entered the showers.

You threw your filthy uniform in your bag and stepped towards the bench as you dried yourself and put on a fresh set of clothing.

“You have to come see this right now, Y/N.” Seri walked into the locker room panting, grabbing your shirt and dragging you back outside.

A series of hurdles were placed in the form of a question: PROM?" Your brows drew together as your jaw dropped.

“No way”

As he asked you again, Niki stood in front of you. You dashed up to him and embraced him, kissing his cheek and thanking him for his thoughtful gesture.

“I can't wait."

➳ Navigate to the Maze

[hee4won]

hate(d) | nishimura riki x reader

requested by @onionhaseyeo i’m so sorry if this isn’t what you wanted but for some reason i got super excited

a/n: this is my first time writing a fic(?) i guess it could be considered.. i just had an idea i liked for the request and it felt more like a fic than a headcanon :] i hope it’s not too bad !

word count: 2.1k

warnings: probably some grammatical errors, other than that none. (lowercase intended)

tags: e2l, slight angst, slight fluff

you hate nishimura riki. when you tell others how you feel about him they always have the same unoriginal response, “hate is such a strong word.” and that, is exactly why you chose it. 

now, in order to really understand why your hatred runs so deep, let’s get into the Three W’s! WHY do you hate him so much? he stole your best friend, she ended up developing feelings for him and ghosting you, she moved away, he never apologized for it. WHEN did you realize nishimura riki was the worst thing to ever happen to you? 7th grade, it’s always 7th grade. WHERE did the beginning of the end commence? the cafeteria, your friend decided to spill her guts out in front of the whole lunch table, only to be humiliated not long after. 

there you sat, glaring at the back of riki’s head. anyone from a mile away could sense your distaste when it came to him. truth be told, no one could understand why, and you never cared to explain. you figured the situation between the two of you or - just you and an unknowing boy -  was personal and should be kept private. you were really good at keeping it a secret too, so good that riki himself couldn’t pinpoint the issue you had with him. 

for the most part you did your best to avoid him, whether it be physically or when he was brought up in conversation between classmates. ni-ki, as people on good terms with him would address him, was a really friendly student. he didn’t pick fights, kept his teasing to a minimum, and somehow got good grades despite sleeping in and skipping classes. 

going to school knowing his sweet, smiling face would be one of the first things you would see in the morning was what kept you in bed during first period. just the idea of him was revolting, and you simply weren’t strong enough to hold your ground right after waking up.

that was until your first period teacher emailed you letting you know a group project was coming up and it counted as 60% of your overall grade. all you could do was send a friendly reply, close the laptop, and scream into your pillow. you were going to be seeing nishimura riki for the first time in almost a month. which you considered to be the best month of your life.

you were alert all morning, barely getting any sleep the night before from how nervous you were. it actually wasn’t as bad as you thought. you were late, which meant everyone already picked who they were going to group with. and, to your luck, riki was nowhere to be foun-

*bump*

“oh my gosh, i am so sorry. . . y/n?” sigh, of course it had to be him. you flashed a limp smile and hurried over to an empty seat. you noticed his hand go forward then drop down to his side, almost like he was trying to bring you back. “oh! ni-ki,” even the teacher knows his nickname? how wonderful. “what perfect timing, you and y/n will be partners for the project, i’ll send the rubric out this afternoon. class dismissed!”

your legs were like jelly, since when did you become this way? sure, you hate him but. . . not being able to move? it was different, it was new. riki noticed the look of confusion on your face and cautiously made his way over to you once all the other students cleared the classroom. “hey, y/n. i haven’t seen you in a while, have you been doing alright?” why on earth was he concerned about you? so shameless.

“yeah, i’m fine, thanks,” you glared at him while standing up and purposefully bumping into his shoulder. bad move. your knees gave out right then, luckily, riki held onto you before you could hit the cold floor. you sighed in defeat, today just wasn’t your day, and mister nishimura just wasn’t the person you wanted to be this close to.

“do you need something? or is there another reason you won’t let go of my arm,” every word had a hint of poison mixed in it. riki muttered a small apology and quickly released you. “i just wanted to let you know that we can work on the project at my place, only if you want,” he gave a boxy closed-mouth smile, almost as if he was trying to act cute. disgusting.

“whatever, give me your address and i’ll come by at 4.” and with that, you two went your separate ways.

after school

as you made your way to riki’s house, you were running over every possible scenario that could occur. you wanted to avoid arguing, only because you took your grades very seriously. but does he? you couldn’t help but feel nervous and slightly jittery as you got closer to his front steps. oh! the door is open. but. . . no riki?

you called out for him a couple times until hearing laughter and the crunching of chips coming down from the second floor. of course, he’s playing the game. trudging up the stairs you wiped off your sweaty palms, mentally preparing yourself before inviting yourself into his room.

“sunghoon, shut up! it’s not even like that, you’re so weird,” he was so loud. “jake, you too! as if you haven’t been trying to swoon that girl in your third period for the past two months now. haha!” well, boys will be boys.

you open the door and riki notices immediately. he throws his headset and controller down to the floor. “y/n, you scared me,” he was almost out of breath. “oh my bad, i called out for you but you didn’t hear me so. . .” you fiddled with your fingers awkwardly. riki muttered a quick, “it’s okay” and gestured for you to take a seat on his bed.

picking up his headset, he told the cheeky upper-class boys that he would talk to them later. grabbing his supplies and computer, he took a seat next to you. you shifted away from him a little, not comfortable with the closeness between the two of you. he didn’t seem to notice, that or he just didn’t care.

“okay, so, have you already looked over the rubric?” crickets. “helloo, earth to y/n! have you checked the rubric yet?” “OH! yes, i have, ha,” you gave a quick reply, trying to pretend the awkward moment of you staring at him never happened.

ha? are you insane? you were nervous yes, and you thought it was because of the bad terms you two were on but. . . this nervousness felt a bit different.

“i also wrote up a quick outline during lunch,” you took the paper out of your bag and moved to hand it to him. “ooh nice, you’re such a scholar,” you gave him a lighthearted “shut up” before looking back at your laptop.

did he feel that? your fingers touched. they did touch, right? you can’t be imagining all of this. Y/N. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU HATE HIM, REMEMBER?

“uh, y/n? why do you look like you’ve been holding in a wet fart for the past three minutes?” he was being playful while also holding genuine concern because of your recent actions. your jaw drops, you were always bad at keeping a poker face. but you knew you had to go back to your cold state, there was no way you were going to finish the project by gawking at him. he has such pretty lips by the way, how did you not notice sooner?

it had been a few hours since you guys started working on the project. you checked the time, 8:00 pm. “hey, riki,” you began with a small yawn. “y/n, you know you can call me ni-ki, right? that’s what all my friends call me,” his eyes suddenly widened noticing your discomfort. “wait, i mean. . . only if you want to!”

you cleared your throat and just asked for the bathroom. once inside and closing the door behind you, you felt the need to cry. sob, even. what is going on? why do you feel so bad for being around him? are you a traitor? is it wrong to be laughing and giggling like the two of you are besties?

you turned the water on, hoping it would drown out the sound of your muffled cries. unfortunately, you have some awfully loud sniffles. riki came running to where you were and knocked on the door. he spoke softly, “y/n? are you okay? can i come in?” what was the point in saying no? it is his house, and maybe if you told him. . . you’d feel better.

as you opened the door and looked up at him, the look of worry on his face made your heart ache. gosh, why do you care about him so much? he looked at your tear stained face and slowly reached out his hand, giving you a look that pleaded for your approval. you pass a small nod, and almost sank into the warmth of his hand on your cheek. he pulled you in for a hug as you cried for a little while longer. “do you wanna talk about it?”

here it was, here was the chance to let him know what you’ve been wanting to since 7th grade. you took a moment to steady your breathing and gather courage to look him in the eyes. you told him everything, from the beginning of 7th grade, to the day it all happened, all the way to where the two of you stood now.

he just sat there, probably trying to process everything you had randomly dumped on him. you were about to apologize and pack your things, but for some odd reason, he smiled? “ni-ki? what’s so funny? i was being serious,” his smile only grew bigger, “no i know, i just find it so funny how you had so much agaisnt me meanwhile i just wanted you to like me.”

he?? wanted you to like him??? hmmm. “what do you mean. . . wanted me to like you?” you were really curious, “i’ve had a crush on you since 7th grade, that’s why i rejected your friend later on. i never knew it would hurt you in the process, and for that i am sorry. very sorry.” you let out a small chuckle, “it’s not your fault, really. now that i’m older i think i was only mad that you two didn’t end up together because i liked you too. i just couldn’t live with myself for liking the same boy my best friend liked. it’s stupid, i know.”

riki reached out for your hand, which you obviously let him have. “you’re a good friend.” he flashed you a sweet and caring smile. you let out a sigh of relief, it felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. all this time you had been pushing for yourself to hate him, while it was all just a plot to get rid of your feelings for him. crazy.

it was 11:00 pm.

you and riki had already finished the project and were laying on his floor. the both of you just staring at the ceiling and stealing glances at each other. what lovesick little kids.

after noticing the time, you hopped up and told him you really needed to go. he gave you a small pout with puppy eyes trying to get you to stay, and of course, it was hard but you’d rather leave now and see him later than get grounded and not see him for another month. “i can just text you, don’t make that face.”

he escorted you down the stairs, both of you moving discreetly, careful not to wake the boy’s parents. he opened the door for you and you turned around, gazing at him. “what are you thinking?” he asked with a tired smile on his face and small pieces of fluffy hair sticking up in every direction. you gave a shy smile and pecked his lips. he was very surprised, but also very happy.

“nothing.” you said, holding a cheeky grin in an attempt to hide your shyness. “wow, just to think that you hate my guts,” riki poked fun at you.

“hm, hate is such a strong word.”

“what would you call it then?”

“i would say. . . i hate(d) you. past tense.”

the two of you just laughed, both of you yawning shortly after.

“goodnight, mr. ni-ki.”

“goodnight, y/n.”

and with that, the two of you went your separate ways. but this time, with mutual feelings.

oh and btw, the project got you guys an A+ ;).

[sugurus-slxt]

Our Song – Tsukishima Kei

Type: fluff (SFW)

Warnings: slight cursing, not eating, crying

Note: Guess you could say it’s a college au but I’ve been working at this for a while so I hope you like it.

Word Count: 3388

Hope you guys enjoy the story      

Sunday [6:30 p.m.]

You were laying on your bed in your dorm running your fingers through Kei’s hair while he listened to music. This is how you spent most rainy weekends. He was quietly humming to his overly loud music but you were kind of in a daze looking at the wall but not quite. You did this a lot while staring off in your faraway land, thinking of a future with him but it’s not something you would tell him. You were too afraid he didn’t feel the same way. You knew he loved you, nearly two years into college and you both are still going strong but what if he never thought about it.

“Hey, shorty! Whatcha thinking about?” He looked up at you. “Oh, nothing really just some assignment my professor mentioned in class today,” you lied trying to brush it off quickly. He just shrugged and asked, “Ok...  Umm…Wanna listen to music with me? I’ll play my playlist you like.” You nodded, “I’ll get my Bluetooth headphone…” he pulled on your wrist. “I’ll share these with you,” he held up his regular earbuds and you agreed. If that’s what he wants, it was fine with you.

Tsukishima would never admit it but sharing his earbuds like this with you made him feel more connected like sharing your energy, a sort of bond, it was romantic for him. The thought of it always made the tips of his ears turn pink. He switched positions to have you lay next to him, your face buried in his chest. Silently, he prayed you couldn’t feel his heart quicken as he rested his head atop yours and hand on your waist. Headphones plugged on the playlist began. A few songs in a familiar song started to play, a love song, one of your favorites. “Babe? This song …” you started but he shushed you. “I know. I know. I added it because I knew you liked it ok now just listen ok. It’s no big deal,” his fingers played along your spine only making you feel more nervous. Your thoughts began to wander as more of your favorite romantic songs played. At this point, it was 7:30 PM and there was one thought that couldn’t leave your mind ‘What’s our song?’ and before you knew it you started talking, “Hey um Kei? What’s our song?” You regretted it as soon as you asked. “Huh? What do you mean our song?” he questioned his voice slightly drowsy and muffled by your hair. “It’s just… you know what it’s nothing,” you brushed it off and tried to continue listening to the music but he paused it.

“Spit it out y/n,” he said looking at you, it wasn’t meant to be rude, he just preferred you to be straightforward. You didn’t intend to make a mini-rant but it happened, “You know our song. It like a song for us that describes us and no matter where or who we’re with when it plays we think of each other. Or like if we are together and it’s just that knowing look that happens when it plays. Our song that’ll make it feel like it’s just us no matter who’s around. And it’s not just us you know its fits us, describes us like it was meant for us. Like it’s a song we can play to dance at our wedding, and again on our anniversary and relive the moment. Maybe even for our ki-,” you stopped in your tracks. You had caught yourself before you went too far. It was unbelievable you just brushed it off a while ago but it still managed to come out. Your most insecure thoughts were poking at you as Kei just kind of looked at you, lips parted. You’ve never seen that expression well except the time he’d see you naked for the first time but still, this was a bit different. He looked away scratching his neck and said, “Oh ok… Well, we can think about a song I guess but I’m kinda hungry and I told Tadashi I would go for pizza with him so I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Your face fell as he grabbed his stuff and walked out of your dorm. He just kind of brushed it off and you were terrified because he was supposed to stay the night. You knew Kei could be like this, he wasn’t the best with his emotions and you knew that. You even loved it but this time his lack of response just threw you into a blender of bad thoughts. Maybe you just made him nervous but what if he didn’t want that, what if you had scared him off your mind was racing. You went to bed without dinner and tried to fall asleep whilst listening to the playlist he had made for you whilst trying to hold back sobs. It’s a miracle you got any sleep that night, thoughts kept attacking you “What if he breaks up with me tomorrow? What if he doesn’t want that with me? Does he think I’m stupid for thinking so far? ”

-----Out for Pizza with Yamaguchi-----

“I thought you and y/n had plans?” he said sipping his drink.

“Hey … We did but um she started talking about this thing called ‘our song’,” he was hoping he could clear his head and talk about how he felt without messing things up. Tadashi was always good with words and being kind.

“But isn’t that like good?” He asked confused chewing his pizza. Unlike Tsukishima who hadn’t touched his food even a bit.

“I guess but she was talking about marriage and kids and I-,” he paused looking down whilst fiddling with the straw in his drink.

-----The Next Day-----

You put on some concealer to hide your eye bags and puffiness, some regular comfy clothes, and bought a whole lot of coffee, just something to get you through today but it didn’t help. You couldn’t focus and it was driving you mad. Your friends noticed your teachers and even the janitor. There was no doubt Kei wouldn’t notice but he wouldn’t let you just say “It’s nothing…” However, there was one problem you hadn’t seen him all day. It was the end of this achingly slow day and you bumped into Yamaguchi, “Hey have you seen Tsukishima?” He smiled and said, “No, I haven’t seen him since yesterday but I’m sure you could probably find him in his dorm later.” You wanted to ask him if Kei had said anything but in all honestly you were too scared to. You thanked him and quickly went on you way.

-----Next Week------

The entirety of last week had followed a similar cycle to the say after what you consider the “Great Tragedy”.  You’d barely eaten or slept, the dark circles were becoming more than obvious. You were convinced you guys were over and it was getting harder to bear. Sure you could have just seen him at his dorm and ended this prolonged misery much quicker but something always came up whether it be a problem, an assignment, or just your cowardly nature towards the situation. At this point, you were just torturing yourself. Tomorrow was your 2 year anniversary and you were more than afraid to face him. That’s if it wasn’t over already.

-----At Tsukshima’s Dorm-----

“You have to go see her,” Yamaguchi pleaded

“But what if she doesn’t want me anymore now? What if I messed up? Worse what if she thinks you hate her? I should have seen her even if I was busy.  I’m always such- such dammit I’m an asshole,” it was one of those rare moments in his life where he was having a breakdown and he didn’t know what to do.

“Tsukishima Kei! You better calm down right now!” Yamaguchi held on to Tsukishima shaking his shoulders. “You aren’t going to know unless you find out ok. I know you, even if you’re not good at expressing yourself but you always succeed in getting the point across plus just sleep tonight and execute the master plan tomorrow. And for the record she knew you were an asshole, strangely I think she likes that,” he patted Tsukishima on the back and left the dorm, giving him a small laugh and smile of reassurance.

The words master plan gave him some comfort but he wouldn’t really call it that. It was always the plan it just took longer than he expected. He’s kind of glad you never came to check on him but he knew you, even if it didn’t seem that way. He knew you were hurt and your habits would have taken a turn for the bad he just hoped that he didn’t mess up for good. Tomorrow was your anniversary so in a sense the timing was perfect. The only problem was he’d avoided you for so long he hadn’t even seen you, sure he asked around but his worries weren’t put to rest so easily. He’d never let you know how obsessive he could be.

It killed him to be away from you for so long, especially how your last encounter had ended.  He could only hope this would make you see, make you understand how he feels once and for all.

----- Anniversary----- 

He was hoping he could catch you around campus for lunch and maybe convince you to take a walk with him to the nearby coffee shop where both of you had your first date, but you weren’t anywhere to be seen. He remembered that date, no matter what snarky remark he made you’d laugh and giggle. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, but he wouldn’t show it, instead, he’d made a snarky remark towards you laugh which only made you laugh harder. He was intrigued, captured in a sort of way and he knew you’d keep him that way for a long time but now it was a bit different.

“Hey, Tsukki! I heard she’s in her dorm, she hadn’t gone to classes all day,” Yamaguchi ran up to him pulling him out of the memory.

“Thank you!” He ran quickly, practicing more often really paid of athletic-wise.

----- In Your Dorm -----

You hadn’t moved all day. No breakfast, lunch, snack not even water. Your body ached, your nose stuffed not only from crying but rather because you worried yourself sick, literally. His gift laid unwrapped on the floor, It was a box of various things you thought he might like, new kneepads with a cute little dino on the ends, a jacket with an embroidered moon on it, cute matching dino necklaces, and a plushy which was you guessed it a dinosaur. Now you were wondering if he’d even want anything from you.  

As the heaviness of your eyelids started to take over there was a sound of the door opening, you quickly pulled the blanket over your head. Kei was the only one with a key; you wouldn’t let him see you like this. You didn’t want this to be the last way he saw of you, pathetic, weak, and plain loser. You prepared yourself to be broken up with as he called out, “Y/n! Y/n! Shorty! Babe, I’m coming in!” ‘Babe ?” your thoughts lingered on the word, it gave you hope and a bit of courage to call back out quietly because you could barely raise your voice, “I’m in my bed.”

He peeked his head in and the sight made his heart crack, “You little dummy! You got yourself sick; I should have known this would happen. Umm, I’ll be right back.” He ran out and in about 15 minutes he had been back, and even then you were still shocked and confused. “I’m in your kitchen,” He called out.  All you could manage was to mumble a simple ‘ok.’ His plans had few out the window and in all honesty, he was panicking just a bit but he still had a backup plan though and he thinks it’ll work just fine. All he had to do was try his best to do what he came here for, he just wanted to make you see and hopefully he hadn’t ruined everything.

Tsukishima waltzed into your room carrying a bowl, “Ok, I’m no cook but I can make ramen. You better like it ok.” He helped you sit up and held the spoon to your mouth which kind of took you by surprise, “Come on open up or I’ll eat it myself. Unless you want me to do that airplane thing they do for babies you’re such a child anyways,” he joked earning a little giggle from you. You gladly took the mouthful and smiled, “Yummy. Thank you, babe,” a small smile quirked his lips to your response. This caused your cheeks to feel even warmer if that was even possible, the fever was already burning you alive. After you finished the ramen, he made you take some medicine and drink water. At this point, the fact that today was your anniversary was completely forgotten but you did the one thing that got you into this mess again. You blurted out, “So you’re not here to break up with me?” He looked sort of taken aback, had he really made you feel that way. He thought maybe his lack of response had made you sort of letting go of yourself but he didn’t think that this could happen. He hated that he couldn’t make you believe in his love, that he always came off as cold but it was time to execute the plan. He hoped this would show you.

“What? No, no I’m not here for that but um we can talk about this after you should get some rest,” He padded towards you and laid next to you wrapping his arms around you. “What if you get sick?” you questioned him quietly. “It’s whatever; you’re the dummy who didn’t take care of yourself so now I gotta do this. Plus maybe then you can take care of me, you owe me anyway because I made you my amazing ramen,” you chuckled at his response, leaning into his touch. “Wait I almost forgot,” he grabbed his earbuds and his phone. He readjusted and started the music, you were four songs in, all happened to be a mix of his and your favorites.

Tsukishima’s heart rate had quickened and his breathes were getting shallow, it was fast approaching and he was nervous. He couldn’t help but wonder ‘What if you hadn’t liked it?’ The song started and you knew immediately, you couldn’t face him your hand over your mouth, tears welled in your eyes it was beautiful, it was perfect. You could feel every emotion, every thought, you knew he loved you before but this was pure, it was his everything and he did it all for you.

The weight shifted on the bed as he came on the other side of the bed on one knee, he pulled your hand from your mouth and kissed your knuckles, “I’m sorry I left you waiting for so long, I’m sorry I made you feel lonely and hurt but most of all I’m sorry for making you didn’t think I loved you. I’m not the best with words so um I hope this comes out right. When I met you, I felt like I finally found my person, you loved my dry, snarky humor, weren’t easily fazed and most of all you never judged me. You made me feel accepted, loved and I could never ask for anything more. I- I- spent the last week thinking about what you said and well you know what else now, I’m sure you can tell. Anyway, umm I want to get married, I want cute kids that look like you and have your cute laugh, I want it all, I’m sorry I didn’t make it seem that way, I just never thought you could want that with me but I panicked though I was beyond happy. I can’t propose to you now but I want to promise myself to you with these,” he held out his other hand with two rings; they were dino rings which made it even cuter. You couldn’t help but giggle as you wiped the tear with your other hand. “That’s if you still want me and we can play this song, Our Song at our wedding, in the car, for our kids, whenever you want if that’s still what you want,” he broke, tears slid down his cheeks.

 He was never one to cry, and when he did it was genuine. You shifted your body, your legs off the side of the bed, and him now kneeling in between them. You raised his slightly bowed head, holding his face and wiping the stray tears on his cheeks, “Kei, you’ve never made me feel lonely, I just over thought and you know kind of thought maybe you didn’t want to have kids or get married or the whole shebang. I’m not the most optimistic person so I immediately assumed the worst. This isn’t your fault I’m just a big idiot and I love you so much. So yes I want all those things with you and no one else.”  He laughed a bit, “Yep you’re an idiot but you’re my big idiot and I love you too, shorty hmmm shortcake,” he placed a gentle kiss against your lips and slips on the funny little ring.

“Hey you were supposed to say I’m not an idiot but what did I expect, shortcake though I like that,” You leaned in as he hummed in response against your lips. He is incessantly kissing you but a question crossed your mind and you stopped him, “What’s wrong y/n?” He questioned a bit worried. “How did you make that song by yourself? Not to mention your voice is amazing babe. You should consider music as a career you know,” you looked waiting for a response. “Well you see, I had some of the lyrics written about half a year ago and what you said made me finish em. You made me really happy but also nervous and I was scared to mess up so I panicked. I thought maybe if I had finished the song I could get my feelings across so I met up with someone I knew from my time in high school and he helped me out. Semi Eita, the musician he helped me with the tune and the music in the background. I took a bit longer mainly because I needed it to be perfect and I was nervous.  So yeah but I’m gonna be a pro volleyball player babe, I didn’t know my voice was good until Semi suggested I sing it myself.”

“Wait like the Semi Eita,” your eyes sparkled, you loved his music, “You never told me you knew him. Wait sorry I’m off-topic, the song was perfect and you wrote these that long who knew you could be so romantic?” He looked at you slightly frowning, “Hey! I can be romantic ok. You try to top that. Humph!  I’m glad you like the song though. Oh also I’ll introduce you next week to Semi he’s been curious, something about someone who can handle the Tsukishima Kei. I don’t know what he’s talking about.” You jumped up, “I can’t wait. Yayyyy. Oh wait before I forget I didn’t wrap your gift but it’s over there, I kind of got necklaces, they match the rings.” You twirl around excitedly when suddenly he grabs you by the waist, “Well since your feeling so much better, maybe you can give me another gift,” he pulls you down to straddle his lap on the bed instantly attaching his lips to your neck.

You jokingly cough in his face and run as he chases you around the dorm shouting, “You damn pipsqueak when I catch you which you better hope I don’t, you’re so screwed.” He does eventually catch you but he drags you back to be for cuddles, kisses and a bit more. Needless to say, both of you did not attend classes tomorrow.

I always found it hard to be myself

But you made feel like no one else

A love like no other is what I really felt

So I’m in this in sickness and in health

So that’s what I thought the last verse could have been but I’m no song writer so I’m sorry if its horrible. On that note I hope you enjoyed the story. I encourage constructive criticism and I hope to see you again.

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