#Like hey look at that high waisted man he got feminine hips

[deesseshesca]

PAC : What's the wildest sexual experience bound to happen with your s/o ?

Is not because I ain’t takin that I can’t keep up with love

Good afternoon, pretty souls, today we are diving into the sexual destiny of your relationship.

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Basing myself on the legal age in my country which is 18

 

PILE 1 

4 cups, Strength, High priestess, Knight wands 

WILD SEX : INVOLVING A THIRD PARTY 

Prostitute, stripper or an unicorn 

Check in : You guys have a very wet cooch. No need for a lube. If you are a man , you know how to move your hips smoothly…hihihi

I’m sorry babe but you’re man/woman ain’t shit. I see you wearing sexy good quality lingerie walking around lather in lotion and perfume and he/she keeping its gaze on the TV. While you are waiting to get into some hardcore sex. If you are a man , I see you walking around in gray sweats, fresh cut and some good cologne. Some of y’all even go as to applying some lip balm but nothing she/he is more preoccupied with their phone. The worst you deserve is all the hype after all the effort you put in. Back then yall used to go round and round, night until sunrise. Now we are getting out off in the shower. He/she can’t bring himself to care. While there are people out here that would kill to be in his/her place. From their perspective y’all need to add another person to bring back the spark. Hey, I am the last one to judge sexual needs but their intention ain’t it. They want the 3 of y’all in a car,fucking. How is that even going to work ? The car is already small for 2 people. The reality is that they don’ t want look at u or even deal with you while y’all fucking. And that right there tells me all I need to know. They don’t care for you any more but they keep you around to satisfy their sick ego. Sorry to announce, he is never going to ask your hand in marriage. If it is a women, she will never accept a long term commitment with you. 

💌Don't listen to one word coming out of their mouth. You got me feeling all the way hot a front of my screen. So damm sure you are the Bomb.com. Anyway if you want more insight regarding you next sexual encounter, you can always message me especially now since my readings are on sale.

Much love, Shesca

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PILE 2 

5 cups, 6 cups (reverse), ace wands, 9 pentacles (reverse), ‘’I was hidden my true feeling because I was scared of commitment and did not want to lose my freedom !’’

SHE (FEMININE ENERGY), HIM (MASCULINE) 

Before you go further, know that it doesn't matter about the gender but which energy you embody. Because there is a clear difference in this one. 

You guys already had crazy sex. I don’t even think it is about the kinky level but is more about the overwhelming emotions shared in that intimate moment. I’m talking about your most recent ex, some of y’all (especially women) it was your first relationship. Let’s start from the beginning. He used to send you cheeky pics of him after a workout or a shower. Y’all are not better, out here sending lingerie haul and voice memo. Knowing damn well that your moan drives him crazy. I can’t exactly see how we got into the fucking scenario  but I can see bits of the whole thing. He grabbed your waist and pushed you on the bed. Leaving hickeys on your neck and breast. While nibbling kisses on your stomach and leaving love bites on thighs. Before latching on your clit like a man on a mission. When he finally let himself inside, you were a whimpering mess. I keep hearing: ‘’ You can take it princess. Everything is fine. You know I’m in love with you, right ? You are so gorgeous’’. Plus he gets easily aroused around you. Some of y’all had a place that you were banned from kissing before going. I see 2 clear incidents. One before meeting your parents, y’all make out a bit in his car then y’all have to wait because of boner. Y’all at school just after one kiss, he has to go in the bathroom, to calm down. Because of you he started wearing sweat, yes to please you but most importantly because is his best bet to hide the constant boner he has around u. As of now he still gets off from flashbacks of y’all shared moments. Believe me Pile 2, he did not move on. He let you go because he wanted you to pursue your dream. He doesn't want to be the reason to stop you from  your potential. I’m sensing that y’all work or study abroad at the moment. That’s why he prefers a sad break up with much love rather than a messy one where he might do the ultimate act that he despise : hurting you. 

BONUS

WILD SEX: LOVING DOM

 8 wands, High priestess, Page wands, Magician, ‘’I know you are my soulmate babe ! Our bond is magnetic ! I’m seeing all the signs’’, ‘’ I didn't feel like I was on your level ! You are a boss ! I’m very insecure ! ‘’ 

Lucky you, your guides allow me further more access to your energy. I never getting deeper than I am allowed without having a signal. You guys are going to meet again. Is inevitable. Some he might text you drunk, after his friend tries to keep his phone away from you the whole night. They are love sick. The next first touch,I see an extremely tight hug in the middle of the airport. Him coming with red roses to you. You are jumping in his arms. I see y’all going crazy with each other not even being able to wait to make it in your bedroom. Is not just lust, it is the most intimate discord that your soul has with each other. When y’all having sex. If he did text you and promise you a surprise: is a small vibrator. See clothe flying, your ass up face down on the floor while his pounding into you,  in the kitchen. Some of y’all are not even going to make it until the kitchen, losing your mind in the door hallway. Y’all are going rounds after rounds. The last scene, you are on the bed, missionary position, crying from overstimulation. He is usually assertive but now he’s like an emotional dom. Thrusting in you hard and slow while opening up: ‘’ Don’t you dare cum. You know how much I missed you. You know how hard it was for me … to let… u … go’’

You are barely able to formulate an answer: ‘’ I know, I know, I’m sorry baby …’’ Completely dizzy on orgasm . 

💌Girl, how can you handle all this intensity ! Anyway lucky you, if you need further confirmation regarding your situation, you can always message especially now that my reading are on sale.

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PILE 3 

8 cups (reverse), 9 cups, 7 cups (reverse), World, ‘’ I want a second chance ! Not being with you is killing me !’’, ‘’ Telepathic Communication’’ 

WILD SEX : WORSHIPING KINK 

I’M USING ''SHE'' BECAUSE I’M SENSING HEAVY PREGNANCY ENERGY

Check in : Good afternoon to my plus size babes. Some of y’all or only pregnant while others of both. You have a big butt. The stretch marks and cellulite and you love it. You love yourself the way that you are. With the rolls and belly. I am obese with your energy. 

You know who else is obese? Your boo thing. Pile 3, y’all are mean. You just block your fiancé/husband after sending a risky picture. Just because. On a random Thursday morning. He is out here losing his mind in the break room. Trying to understand what he has done to deserve that treatment. Did he forget to put the garbage out ?, did he not walk the pet?, did he forgot to start that diy project in the garden ? or did he forget to get your coffee this morning ? What’s going on ? He  is losing it in the middle of a team meeting. While you are smirking, living the dream life. Y’all look like a regular couple, kids, pets, house in the suburb with 2 garage doors. And your dream car brought by yours truly. They don’t know how freaky y’all are. Sex toys, sexting, latex lingerie and fucking in the walk in closet he build. If necessary, y’all don’t mind calling the babysitter so you can lose it in a hotel room. But y’all favorite experience is a good old missionary. He’s caressing your legs, while looking deep in your soul with nothing but love. While you are forever grateful to have found the one that cherishes you forever

💌Y'all better teach me your ways. You got that on Amazon, Target maybe it was a private sale. Anyway congrats on your pregnancy/engagement and keep the good energy, if you want to dive more into upcoming events regarding your life, you can always message. Especially now that my reading are on sale.

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[breadbased]

I love that half of the utmv community decided Cross is trans, it’s like we all collectively looked at him and went “haha hey look at that high waisted man he’s got feminine hips” and then shot him with the trans-beam

[darkdakota8998]

Lu boys as John mulaney quotes because I said so

Time- “he went home that night and said ‘papa, today I met a boy with no eyes’”

Twilight- “when I walk down the street, I need everybody, all day long, to like me so much. It’s EXHAUSTING.” (Or “Hey! Do you want me to KILL THAT GUY FOR YOU.”)

Wild- “…I made a salad with craisins!”

Warriors- “look at that high waisted man he got feminine hips”

Four-“but why don’t we just tell our relatives that I’m a four year old BOY.”

Legend- “Shut up you’re all gonna die. Street smarts!!”

Sky- “Everyone get out of my way. I just want to sit here and feed my birds.”

Wind- “think about that for two minutes and tell me you don’t wanna walk into the OCEAN” (or “I am damp all the time. I am damp now. I will be damp later.”)

Hyrule- “do my friends hate me? Or do I just need to go to sleep.”

Ravio (bonus)- “GIVE US SOME MONEY!”

[worlds-4th-best-dad]

Yomotsu: Thirteen year olds are the meanest people in the world. They terrify me to this day. Yomotsu: If I’m on the street on like a Friday on 3PM and I sense a group of eighth graders on one side of the street, I will cross to the other side of the street, because eighth graders will make fun of you, but in an accurate way. Yomotsu: They will get to the thing that you don’t like about you. Yomotsu: They don’t even need to look at you for long. They’ll just be like- *imitating Kosaka* - “Hahaha! Hahaha! Hey, look at that high-waisted man! He’s got feminine hips!” Yomotsu: And I’m like, “No, that’s the thing I’m sensitive about!”

[nonuggetshere]

PK: Thirteen year-olds are the meanest people in the World. They terrify me to this day.

PK: If I’m on the street on like a Friday at 3pm and I see a group of 8th graders on one side of the street I will Cross to the other side of the street, because 8th graders will make fun of you, but in an Accurate way.

PK: They will get to the thing that You don’t like about You. They don’t even need to look at you for long, they’ll just be like ‘HA HA HA HA HA, HA HA HA HA HA, Hey look at that high-waisted man, he got feminine hips!’ And I’m like NO THATS THE THING I’M SENSITIVE ABOUT!”

I typed this out by hand while listening to the audio. Enjoy

-💚

HEAD IN HANDS

[ps-incorrect-quotes]

Damien to his group, pointing at Alucard: “ Hey look at high-waisted man, he's got feminine hips! ”

And Alucard's like, “ No! That's the thing I'm sensitive about! ”

[moss--knight]

idk what this is, this dialogue sounded way funnier in my head

[daily-john-mulaney]

day 185

[heckolve]

.

[lost-in-sokovia]

From a comedian to another u funny

Now add one more point lolllll

-Hey ya anon ( man I never expected my name to be that but that’s cool still 🥹) 

you don’t realize what you’re doing to my already mega big-ass ego, but yeah sure i’ll add those points amen you don’t have to tell me twice✋🏻

let’s dance

[thaliagracestan]

john mulaney quotes rick riordan characters would say:

nico: i am very small and don’t have any money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that i am under

percy: can i please go home on an airplane

the gods: no! in fact, we’re gonna frame you for murder! and you’re gonna go to jail for 30 years!

percy: why are you doing this to me

the gods: because we’re the gods, and life is a fucking nightmare

thalia: hey can you help me out, i’m very gay and i’d like a few dollars

”hey, look at that high waisted man! he got feminine hips!”

apollo/lester: no! that’s something i’m sensitive about!

magnus: that’s what i thought you’d say, you dumb fucking horse

alex: sometimes babies will point at me, and i don’t care for that shit at all

annabeth: i’ll keep all my emotions right here, and then one day i’ll die

leo: i think i was supposed to be gay

sadie: hey, do you want me to kill that guy for you? okay, see you at improv class

carter: i’m one of the worst drivers i’ve ever seen. people expect to see a 100 year old blind dog who’s texting while driving and drinking a smoothie. instead they see a 28 year old healthy man trying his best

clarisse: shut up! you’re all gonna die! street smarts!

travis and conner: give us some money! we want a gift, but only if it’s money!

jason: i just wanna sit here and feed my birds

[feudspunpinne]

TWST as John Mulaney quotes

Yuu: Hey Yuu, it’s college. remember?

Idia: In terms of instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin!

Azul: 13 year olds are the meanest people in the world.

Jamil: I keep all my emotions right here, and then one day I will die.

Ruggie: I am very small, I have no money, so you can imagine the stress I am under.

Riddle: You know how I’m filled with rage?

Kalim: you could pour soup in my lap and I’ll probably apologize to you.

Ace annoying Epel: look at that high waisted man he got feminine hips!

Crowley, because he does nothing for overblots: shut up, you’re all going to die. StreetSmarts!

Trein: one black coffee.

lilia: by 2029 , I’ll be drinking moon juice with President Jonathan Taylor Thomas.

[azrael-the-lucifan]

One Piece characters (non-StrawHat) as John Mulaney quotes

Shanks: “You could pour soup in my lap and I’ll probably apologize to you.”

Ace: “Remember being 12, when you’re like, ‘no one look at me or I’ll kill myself.’”

Law: “Now, I was raised Catholic.”

Sabo: "My mom would blame me for things that happened on the news. That is true."

Sengoku: "I don't look older, I just look worse."

Corazon: "13-year-olds are the meanest people in the world. They terrify me to this because 8th graders will make fun of you but in an accurate way. They will get to the thing that you don't like about you. They don't even have to look at you for long. They'll just be like 'Ha, ha, ha, ha hey look at the high waisted man. He got feminine hips' And I'm like 'No! That's the thing I'm sensitive about'."

Buggy: “You have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair.”

And that’s it for now cuz I got bored.

[chil2de]

Hi!! if possible can i please request yuuta having a girlfriend that’s his childhood friend? (So like instead of rika it’s y/n and she doesn’t die) that loves to dote on him cause that boy needs some love. Thank you!! <3

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE THIS MADE ME SO SOFT!!!!! ohmygod!!!! growing up with yuuta would be THE best onshdhfsh thank you sososos much anon this was such a pleasure to write! i don’t know why but the “and she doesn’t die” had me screaming LMFAOOOO

enjoy! no warnings, just old fashioned cute fluff and heart wrenching moments! thank you for giving me the opportunity to write for the best boy mwaaah you deserve eternal happiness! hope no insects bite you during these warm months <3

“okkotsu!” you cried out, feminine and shrill voice ringing in the air. the cicadas chirped melodiously, calling out their delightful songs in the spring air.

the young boy staggered around, losing his balance from spinning too fast. his fragile hands reached out, pulling in small grabby motions towards your innocent and joyous face.

you were always so optimistic, even when you were younger. yuuta could only huff and wail as his caretaker hauled him away from the playground, gesturing it was time for him to come home. thick and messy tears spilled out the corners of his eyes which hadn’t yet endured countless sleep devoid nights.

he was so far away, but that was okay because you knew you’d see him the very next day.

“okkotsu! promise to play with me again tomorrow!” you cupped your hands, exclaiming as much as your little lungs could endure. yuuta could see the tears heavy in your gaze, but even then, you prevailed. you grinned, all for him.

ever since the very start. till ‘death do us apart.

-

“okkotsu! come oooon, don’t cry, okay? (y/n)’s got your back! see, see?! look! they don’t bite!” you braved a smirk on your features, beckoning the shy and introverted young man over. his face looked uncertain and his lips wobbled as though he could crack at any moment. he took a few cautious steps, maintaining his distance between you and the furry animal on the floor.

“r-really? it won’t bite?” he coughed, reaching his unstable fingertips out.

“eh?! that’s the first time you’ve spoken to me! your voice is so nice! it’s so cool! hey! can i hear it again? pleaaaase? i know you’re shy but i’d really like to hear it! hey, okkotsu, say my name? pretty please?”

“um- i, uh.. it’s okay.. you can call me yuuta.”

-

“yuuta! you’re going to be late for your first day of junior high! i totally told you to wake up on time too!” you stood with your hands rested firmly on your hips, face stern and tone impatient.

“sorry! sorry- it’s um, my hair. i don’t know how to style it.” he admitted, albeit sheepishly by trailing the last few words off into a murmur. you only gave him a sigh before kneeling down behind him, propping yourself up to take a look at his hair in the reflection of the mirror.

“how on earth are you so tall already? we eat the same food, you know. slouch over a little.” you pinched his cheeks before glossing over his hair.

when you ran your fingertips through his hair, you felt butterflies and anxiety rock your stomach.

that’s never been there before.

you’ve touched yuuta countless times, whether that was accidentally hitting him, holding his hand to cross the street…

so why was it different?

you could feel yuuta’s body tense up and run rigid underneath your touch.

that definitely wasn’t there before.

“relax. it’s me.” you cooed quietly, roughing up his hair into different styles.

“like this? looks like you just woke up, sorta, but i think it’s cute.”

yuuta’s heart rate skyrocketed through the roof and his breath hitched.

“cute?” he reiterated, chewing out the phrase like he’d never heard it before in his life.

“hm? yeah-“

you caught his gaze in the mirror, eyes half lidded and attention averted. the tips of his ears were tainted a deep red with small flicks of blush painting his cheeks.

“eh?! nononono- not like that i’m- i just think it suits you, you know? oh, crap, would you look at the time? okay we gotta go and leave!” you clambered out of his bedroom, thudding the door shut behind you.

yuuta only gawked at you with bewilderment, lips slightly parted and fingertips outstretched in his failed attempt to stop you.

he turned to himself in the mirror, studying his features before running one hand through his jet black locks.

“cute, huh?” he muttered, avoiding his own judgemental gaze.

-

the bittersweet part about growing up with a childhood friend is change.

for all the time that you’d spent with yuuta, you didn’t realise that your relationship with him was something to not take for granted.

especially with those around you who would kill for what you two have.

you’d always get mundane questions from high school girls who thought they could have a shot with him, “what’s his type?” “do you think he likes me?”

meanwhile you only played along with their charades, laughing inwardly when he was actually extremely introverted.

“so? what’s the deal with you and okkotsu-san? you guys dating?”

“no. we’re just friends.”

“seriously? you guys are always glued at the hip. you know he has a picture of you in his locker, right?”

“yeah? so do i. it doesn’t mean anything.”

“it’s kind of a shame, he’s such a nice young man.. gone to waste like that..”

“what’s gone to waste?” yuuta inquired with an indifferent tone, plopping down beside you with his bento box. the classmate sat opposite you only gave him a phony cheerful temperament, twirling her index finger around her hair.

“oh! okkotsu-senpai! we were just talking about you! how was your da-“

“please leave.”

you could only gape at him in your peripherals, sputtering on your sandwich as you watched the life drain from your classmate at his monotony. yuuta didn’t spare you or the girl a glance as he worked to unpack his lunch, hell the guy even murmured a small itadakimasu as if nothing happened.

“wh- okkotsu senpai?”

“listen.” he let out a deep sigh before proceeding.

“whatever shot you thought you had with me? it’s gone out the window. don’t disrespect (y/n) in front of me like that again.”

“you’re making us uncomfortable, so get up and go.” he motioned with his chopsticks, giving her a dead gaze towards another table.

the girl scoffed, mouth hung wide open as she picked up her bag and stormed out of sight.

whilst your face was as blank as a stone, internally, you were only screaming in the depths of piping hot hell visible from the sun itself.

baby girl? that was when you noticed how fucking fine of a man yuuta grew up to be.

“that was seriously nerve wracking.. my stomach hurts so bad right now” yuuta coughed through a bite of his sandwich, refusing to meet your gaze.

you slapped his back, because, holy shit??? awe painted your face like you just witnessed your own child talking or walking for the first time.

“what the shit? yuuta? are you kidding?”

“oh, huh? did i overdo it or something?“

“no?! are you kidding? that was fucking awesome! i swear! this is why i love you-“

oh.

uh oh.

oh no.

yuuta let out a shrill squeak unbeknownst to any human being able to produce such a volume. it was a cross between a floorboard creaking, a mouse sniffing and him choking on his food. the poor boy had to excuse himself to the bathroom, hacking and sniffling in an ugly fit of coughs from the food that got caught in his windpipe.

your blood rushed to your head, veins lit ablaze, bones rattling as you could hear the chatter pound and drill into your skull, scoring you deep and down into your bones.

“did she just say she loves him?”

“i totally knew they were going out!”

“i can’t believe it…”

“do you think he’ll reject her?”

it replayed over, and over, and over. what a fucking fool you felt. did he even feel the same?

that’s why i love you.

i love you.

i love you.

a blob of black clouded your vision and you could hear the glass breaking.

yuuta sat himself back down, excusing himself.

you could hear nothing but the tune of his heartbeat. or was it yours? it sounded too heavy to belong in either of your bodies.

his voice came as a wobble because of his anxiety, but this was the one thing in his life he’d be absolutely certain of.

“that’s okay. i love you too.”

-

“yuuta? you okay? you’ve been spacing out for at least five minutes. something on your mind?” you lightly shake your boyfriend, grip reassuring but firm. it takes a couple of seconds for his gaze to gloss over as he returns back to reality.

“sorry. was just thinking about our childhood, that’s all.” his voice comes out deep and masculine. it doesn’t have that tremor as it used to before, like he’d break down at any minute.

you can say with absolute certainty as you stare up your entire 5’10 boyfriend that he’s matured well.

his hand snakes around to your waist, pulling you into him for comfort.

some ways better than others, you suppose.

“can we stay home today?” he hums, resting his chin on top of your head,

“same as ever, yuuta, aren’t you? it’s fine, i’ll tell nobara my period’s making me act up. she’ll understand-“

“hm? you’re not due for another week though, right?”

you crease your eyebrows as you type out an apology to nobara for cancelling plans, glancing up at yuuta curiously.

“how the heck do you know that?”

“i’m not supposed to? i’d always count your cycle so i wouldn’t irritate you on the wrong day. besides, don’t you think it was too convenient for you to always find snacks in your locker when it rolled around?”

“those snacks were you?! oh my god! i was trying to figure that out for forever!”

“i know. i remember you ranting to me about it.”

“you just sat there?! yuuta! you’re so cheeky sometimes, i swear!”

“only for you.” he chimes, peppering a soft kiss onto your head. you smile against him, though unfortunately pry out of his familiar and welcoming touch.

“i’m gonna step out for a second tho, ‘kay? i think that’s itadori at the door with my chocolate and painkillers” you snort, giving yuuta a bold wink as you put on your best act, keeling over and clutching at your abdomen as though you’re on death’s door.

“you’re awful.” yuuta chuckles, slumping down onto the sofa to hear the events unfold right in front of him.

you clear your throat and slouch your shoulders as you pry the apartment door open.

“(y/n)-senpai! i came as fast as i could and i brought you some of your favourite sna- oh, okkotsu-senpai! hello!”

“hi there.” he leans his head back, giving itadori a small wave.

“i won’t interrupt you guys so get well soon! and fast! cause i wanna hang out with you! bye!”

you cradle the necessities itadori brought whilst gleaming at yuuta with a wicked grin plastered on your face from ear to ear.

“you want anything?” you cock an eyebrow, showing him the arrangement of snacks.

it’s not the answer you were expecting, but it definitely wasn’t unwelcome. it made you feel warm inside, like eating warm and soothing soup on a cold winter’s day. this, for you, was okkotsu yuuta at his best, stripped clean and vulnerable.

you’re the only one who he can relax around, act like the world is carefree. like he’s young again, prancing around in that dingy colourful playground he met you at.

“i want you to kiss me.”

[sowhatariyana]

pairing(s) 👩🏾‍❤️‍👨🏾/👩🏾‍❤️‍👩🏾 : dabin hong x black reader

summary 📝 : in which she was only supposed to play his love interest but become it soon enough

warning(s) ⚠️ : none , fluffy dabin! , somewhat of a description (sorry!)

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Dabin waited outside the coffee shop with his hands in the front pocket of his jeans as he watched Ming , the director stand in front of the small feminine figure as she sat down at the small table inside the coffee shop.

Today was the day Dabin would be shooting the video for his latest single “Action!” featuring Gray of AOMG.

Ming nodded one last time and smiled as he moved away from being in front of the girl and Dabin finally got a good look at her , he was close enough to see her face details and man did he like what he saw.

The girl was dark skinned , short and curvy with wide hips and thick thighs. Long wavy black hair flowing down her back , most of her tattoos on display as she was wearing a black cropped shirt that cupped her breasts and had a knot in the middle along with high waisted fitted bell bottom jeans that ripped at the knee and some white thong sandals.

She was beautiful and he found himself dying to know who she was.

The woman’s name was y/n and y/n was a known for her video appearances seeing as she was what they called a "video girl" , she stared as either a extra or a love interest in every single video she played in and it made her good money.

Dabin just so happened to be one of y/n’s favorite korean male r&b rappers , she loved his music and she even had a bit of a crush on him.

Dabin licked his lips as he stared at her through the glass before Ming started walking out of the shop to stand in front of him. once Ming was in front of him , Dabin blinked and looked at him before grinning and blowing politely as Ming was an elder.

"Hey Dabin , so for the first scene i want it to kind of cliche with the love at first sight type of theme. you're gonna walk inside the shop and go straight to the cashier when you get there you're gonna look over to the left and look at y/n." Ming explained while pointing inside towards the girl.

‘So her names y/n’

Dabin thought to himself.

Dabin nodded along and glanced back inside to see y/n smiling and waving at a couple that had just walked away from her.

Ming patted Dabin on the arm and walked over to the side as Dabin got into the driver seat of the rented baby blue cadillac and Ming yelled action.

The camera man shot as Dabin got out of the car , slammed the door and walked into the coffee shop. one cue y/n looked up and over at him with a small grin as he walked to the counter and did a double take before openly staring at her.

"I think im in love with , the way your nail glitter."

Another cameraman zoomed in on y/n’s nails that were silver and covered in glitter while she tapped them against the outside of her coffee mug.

"The way your hair fall."

The same cameraman then zoomed in on y/n’s hair that fell over her shoulders but she pushed it back and sighed with her head in the palm of her hand.

“The way you constantly bite on that coffee straw.”

Lasty he zoomed in on y/n sipping her coffee then chewing the straw all while dabin rapped along.

Dabin looked down at y/n’s jeans and raises a brow while both cameras focused on his face and her jeans.

"Skinny jeans , h&m , saint luarant , hmm."

Y/n then turned the page of the magazine sitting in front of her before picking up her mug after sitting the straw on the table.

"The way you flip through that magazine."

Dabin licked his lips as he watched y/n take a full sip of her coffee before licking her lips and giving a small blissfully sigh.

"And the way you make that coffee look sweet as hell."

As the song went on Dabin leaned on the counter and stared at y/n before jumping into the seat across from her as a waitress walked over to him and he placed in the order he actually said in the song while y/n flinched at him jumping into the seat.

Y/n furrowed her brows and sat her coffee down as the waitress walked away and Dabin turned to face her with a grin which made her smile back.

The two shook hands over the table after Dabin actually introduced himself and asked her how her day was going.

They were actually having a conversation within him adding in the lyrics to his song and everything was real , they didn't need to really act but to Ming and everyone else they seemed to have really good chemistry.

"Excuse me , would you like to." Dabin gestures his hands out to her and she teasingly raised a brow and leaned back , crossing her arms over her chest. “Be part of a movie.”

"Emma Roberts , Emma Watson , Emma Stone ?," He listed off and y/n shook her head to each name before Dabin threw his hands up and placed them in his hair as y/n started giggling and that made him look back over at her.

"This ain't no love song , it's everybody's favorite movie. yours truly." Dabin looked at the camera before Ming yelled cut.

Clapping his hand as he walked over to Dabin and y/n who didn't even care to look away from each other , both sitting with grins on their faces. Ming stood back and looked at the two before smiling and shaking his head before moving to stand in front of the table and got their attention.

"You guys did great , the chemistry between you two felt so real , it looked even better than i imagined. This video is gonna be great." Ming exclaimed with excitement making y/n giggle and nod along while Dabin simply grinned and looked back at y/n who now blushed under his gaze.

She had never been more thankful for her brown skin.

"I know it is , that's why i chose you to direct it Ming hyung." dabin replied.

"Thank you." Ming bowed. "Next up is Gray’s scene and his is gonna be shot over there. You two get to know each other while we film and then we'll get back to you guys for the final scene."

Dabin and y/n bowed to Ming as he walked away to Gray who had waved from afar and was also sitting with a pretty blonde korean girl.

Dabin looked at her then looked at y/n and mentally decided he had the better looking love interest.

"Your name's y/n right ?," Dabin asked just to start a conversation even though he was sure that , that's exactly what her name was.

"Yea , you can call me y/n/n though." She nodded and folded her hands in her lap.

"Well y/n , you're very beautiful." Dabin complimented her with a grin as he leaned into the table a bit.

"Why thank you mister hong , you're very attractive too." y/n grabbed at her cheeks as she smiled before laughing at Dabin who mimicked her.

"Attractive enough to get your number ?," He teased with his hand gripping his phone underneath the table hoping she'd say yes and by the grace of god she did.

Dabin handed over his phone and watched as y/n added herself in his contacts then handed it back.

"Tell me more about yourself beautiful." Dabin put his phone in his back pocket after saving her contact and y/n replied even though neither of them knew that the cameraman was catching it all , nobody heard the conversation but they saw everything and only guessed that it was for the video.

For the next couple hours the two of them talked and got to know each other all while filming , taking breaks and then filming again. They filmed so late into the night that by the time Ming yelled the final cut it was already three in the morning.

"Alright team , thank you , everyone have a good night and be safe out there." Ming let everyone leave as he packed up his things.

Y/n held her phone in one hand and her jacket in the other as she walked out of the coffee shop and towards her car. As she opened the door to the drivers side she heard her name being called out and looked up to see Dabin crossing the street.

"Yes mister hong ?," She teased tossing her things inside the car.

"Just wanted to say have a good night and expect a text from me soon , ok." He stated while catching his breath.

"Ok , goodnight Dabin." Y/n winked as she got into her car , started it up and let the window down.

"Goodnight y/n." Dabin called out before watching her drive off.

‘Yep , that's my future wife'

Dabin thought to himself as he hugged back across the street to his actual car and then driving himself home for some needed sleep.

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Summary: Sitting in the living room with tsukishima rubbing against you in need. Give him a hand and reassure how pretty he is. ♡

Warning: Minor fluff • Minor smut • proof read • 《Edited with tags》

Cast: Top!M!Reader x Bottom!Tsukishima

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Tsukishima hums to himself quietly as he listens to k-pop through his earbuds. Getting lost in his own small world with you was always a gateway for him when volleyball slowly put him under pressure. He never did admire the sport as much as he probably should considering how far he's come playing it. Kei and you were third years now and a new year came a whole new relationship between you both.

You guys met in their 2nd year of high school and to think the H/C male, you, would end up having courage to ask him out. It wasn't cliche now that you think about it. More like asking a simple question with a plot twist, ending in a good way. Perhaps..

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'Hey, Kei.' Y/N asked.

'What ?' Kei looks up from his book. He borrowed it from Y/N's house when he stayed over for a project.

'Are you,' He paused. What if he doesn't go that way ? Y/N had thought.

'Spit it out or I'm leaving Y/N.' He mumbled fixing his slightly crooked glasses. You giggled bashfully at his snarky remark. He was so beautiful. Unbelievably really.

"You are so pretty Kei."

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Kei's shoulders sagged as he took off his headphones. He looked up at his boyfriend, whomst shoulder he was laying on. Studying his face was a habit they picked up from eachother since you always seemed dazed by the boys pale rosy cheeks.

A face that held so much hidden frusttration he has yet to express with him yet.. You could only wonder why he was so beautiful for a tall lanky guy as himself.

"You think I'm pretty ?" Kei pondered. His response being a gentle kiss landing near his matching pale neck. His neck, unlike his face, had many cute small freckles just under his jawline.

He slightly huffed as his hand calmy made its it's way to the your arm that snaked around his waist.

'His waist is a ballerina's dream as it is also feminine and slim.' You would think every so often in times like this you would emerge your body onto his.

How did his arm get there ?

No one knows but Kei did know how the atmosphere resembled of a heated gym. Reminded of how they literally just handled any type of horny that possessed them a few hours ago.

When did it become so darn hot ?

"I'm kinda horny, lil dino." You said. Resting your chin on the other teens shoulder. Arms still sneakily pinching his slim fat near his hips. His body was all too cute to you.

All Tsukishima could do was scoff at the nickname. Why did this man, aka you his boyfriend, have the utter audacity to bring such names up in the middle of something sexual ?

'Such a meathead you are when bone hard.' He had thought scanning your much more bulky form and tent in your pants. How could you blame yourself though ?

"I love you lots y'kno ?"

Another question, though being rhetorical, Kei could not answer as he only brushed some hair out of his significant others face showing of his E/C eyes.

'These eyes specifcally seen all of me..' Kei thought blushing at his own thoughts. Getting slightly hot thinking about the countless sweaty sex you both would have when you just couldn't hold yourself anymore. Taking him in one of the schools bathrooms was one of your favorites if you had to think. He would get so ansty and quite frankly messy, just thinking of who could walk through those doors.

"Didn't we jerk off each other an hour ago ? How can you be so horny after that 2 hour in a half session Y/N !" Kei exclaimed pushing his boyfriend off his body. You huffed dramatically laying back on the comforting couch. So dramatic you would have to be to get what you desired of your pretty ballerina like lover.

About to give up hope Kei sighed and removed his glasses. Seeing the blondes ministrations you quickly slung your arms around the yet again ballerina's dream waist, and promptly sat him in your lap. Chuckling slowly as you laid back down on the comfortable couch.

"You are so perfect ya know ?" Kei heard this line from him umpteenth times since you've dated. Though how frail said make was, he didn't always believe his words too often. Why didn't he believe you if your words being nothing of truth ?

You saw your boyfriend rut his hips into his from your recycled choice of words. He didn't always believe those words sadly, but it was pleasant thinking if he 'was'.

Halting his hips with your heavy hands, you grabbed your lovers hand putting it just behind his rear end onto the straining hard on you gained in under a few minutes.

Smirking you say, "Believe me when I compliment you, love. Though you are frail masculine ballerina, you never fail to stiffen and rile me up." That hit Kei hard. And his face bloomed like pretty red roses in spring, as he attempted to continue his grinding in a whine when he didnt get the friction he wanted- needed. He would later slap himself in utter shame to even think your choice of words got him this needy ! To his fault though, your hand was still grounded in its place. Refusing of any friction, for now.

"Let me go Y/N.. I wanna feel at least something !" He slightly pouted tilting his head to the right. This was always pleasant. Having him wanting is always what got you giving into this little ballerina of yours ! So beautiful. So fucking sexy, it's almost bogglingly how you got this stupid lucky.

Kei hated this of course. All he had to do was bring up the mention of a dildo plunging his arse instead of you, but he didn't have the mind for it. He was already in too deep as he desperately flicked and prodded his light pink nipples in earnest instead. The small fact his front was already damp from his slick pre.

"You needy for me bubs ?" You whispered. Giving shy fingertip touches over the lanky teen. Greatly getting a shy nod with a surprised gasp as you jutted your hips up to meet with the blondes ass. The sweatpants barely doing him any justice.

"Ah-!~ No, please- please touch me and stop fucking teasing me !" He tried to muster up a demanding front. How cute he could be on these rare evenings only you spent with him.

Pondering on your next move you scanned his sweatpants. He borrowed them from you after the sesh a while ago and now another set of your clothing was dirtied by him.

Ever heard of a filthy yet graceful ballerina ?

Pt. 2 ? ☆