#also look at those folds im proud of them

[kairennart]

Gwen <3 for @not-rome

[eganeyes]

thinking of vampires and werewolves integraded in the military clegan au im sighing in agony

werewolf!bucky vampire!buck ofc lets fall to the expected norms mainly because i am a dog coded bucky enthusiast and also as much as i think of buck as a doberman he's very much vampire coded

werewolf vampire feud being an actual and expected thing, the 100th being gunned from the beginning of the war as a trial unit to see how humans, vampires, and werewolves are able to work together. most units kind of failing at it because everyones too territorial, too much blood history, too blood-proud, and humans too cautious.

enter the 100th, always the outlier, ever the undisciplined.

officer training begins far before their assignment to the 100th, so the buckies meet each other first. born-werewolf currently lone-wolfing john bucky egan's proverbial but also quiet literal fur bristling when he firsts scents the air of his new base and zeroing on buck cleven, the vampire who's going to sleep on the bunk right next to him. millennia-old ice-cold buck cleven smelling the wet dog fur and hearing the low growls first before looking up from folding his handful of monogrammed kerchiefs to a werewolf standing by the bunk next to him, presumably assigned that bed.

buck promptly ignores the guy, which bucky doesn't take at all very kindly. john still gives the guy his name though, a week down the line, because, well, he's very pretty and very smart and very capable of putting bucky on his back.

werewolves being high in the sky is unheard of. bucky suffers through the 'trying to get closer to the moon?' jokes easily enough. no sun smiting vampires here btw, should i say they glitter like the cullens or nah. just the slightest glitter then, lets say that there's a glow when the sun hits their skin, vampires being the suns favorite child or something and when they die they return as ashes to the sun to give those vampire pilots some fear of flying too close to the sun.

complicated-relationship-with-the-moon werewolf bucky vs complicated-relationship-with-the-sun vampire buck oh the ache

but like more on the other guys because fuck clegan theyve caused me enough grief

werewolf dougie vs human blakely. sooo attached to dougley you don't understand. dougie imprinting on ev like a baby chick, scenting his clothes and his jacket and his pillows etc. blakely being sooo flustered the first time dougie actually greets him like pack—as in dougie touches his nose to the side of ev's nose, runs it to the side just before his ear, and down to his neck—face cherry red and spluttering while dougie just has the most satisfied cat-who-got-the-cream look in his face. maybe after their first successful bomb-drop practice mission? idk just obsessed with the image.

vampire duo crubbles, centuries of being together reflected on the way they're never apart on the ground. croz's diet has to be like incredibly precise and certain blood sits weirdly in his stomach so up in the air paired with the anxiety of being so close to the sun he's puking out anything that's left in his stomach. ms. jean crosby known keeper of both harry crosby and bubbles payne, only woman to keep those two in line, but nobody actually knows what she is.

another werewolf and vampire pair: hammy and brady. hammy being a werewolf disaster duo with dougie, squabbling and rucking up the base like pups, bucky having to snap at them to cut it out when he's also wagging his out-of-sight tail wanting to cause mayhem too but maybe not when some very important general is by the base yeah. brady just brings that vibes of being incredibly old and incredibly stuffy and incredibly stick-in-the-mud at first you know?? hammy first meeting his vampire pilot and scoffing because that's literally the stereotypical vampire he's shit upon pre-army. until he sees brady pilot. until his pilot manages to execute a move so beautiful he doesn't end up as a pile of burnt fur within minutes of a trial flight. until he sees john fucking brady crack a smile at him with the slight glitter of the dying sun caressing his skin. dougie, smelling this shit from literally 4 miles away groans because brother, really?

vampire!kenny stuck in the body of a 19 year old never to grow old, waiting for his passing from the sun whenever that is. very human very warm very kind rosie rosenthal easily grasping at kenny's ice-cold-yet-sun-blessed skin and sparks fly from the flat of the palm meeting rosie's and to the tips of his bronze burnt curls.

fiery human chick harding able to go toe-to-toe with wolves and vampires, mouth stretched wide the first time he has bucky egan sitting on his visitor's chair whose metabolism is working overtime trying to burn the devils piss of a hooch out of his system. meeting born-werewolf jack the next hour who's bucky's only equal in their eclectic werewolf pack—whose fur is clearly bristling from bucky grounding him but he clocks instantly that this were will be the one who will actually snap on his new boys' heels if they ever step out of line.

currently kind of obsessed with this aaaa might come back with other ships (demacon i Will love you into existence) when it hits (hopefully) probably when the bi!buck euphoria melts a bit

[alexa-fika]

Hey there! Could you please make headcanons of the straw hats with a reader who's a marine admiral who is upset at the corruption of his fellow marines, deserts the marine and immediately accept Luffy offer to join his crew"since your not a marine you should join my crew" "ok sure" I imagine Luffy being over the moon and the others freaking out

Please use either male or gender neutral pronouns

Bye Family, Hello Family (Luffy x brother!reader)

A/N: Here we go! Another Defected Marine joins the dark side (the best side). Am I the only one who feels conflicted about Garp? Idk like he seems paternal and caring but at the same time he let his son die? But at the same time it was his job? But at the same time he did die? But at the same time he warned him? But at the same time he is one of the few good marines XD

Dividers by @/Saradika

“Im tired of this Luffy,”

Both Luffy and his brother sat together at the top of a cliff, the Sunny anchored beneath them as Luffy’s crew explored and entertained themselves around the small island they had rendezvous at; Luffy glanced at the Marine next to him. He turns to look a him, his head tilted, confused at his brother’s words

“Grandpa was wrong; this isn't what he made it out to be, Luffy. I hate it; the Marines are a farse filled with corruption.”

Luffy looks away from Reader slightly while listening to his words

“The offer to join me still stands; Monkey D Reader and Monkey D Luffy on the same crew, Shishishi.”

Reader cracks a smile at his brother’s words

“I don’t know Luffy, what about Grandpa? I wanted to make him proud.”

“You would probably make him more proud by actually doing what you want.”

Reader shrugs

“I’m not sure, Luffy; somehow, it feels like im giving up, but I really can’t take how those assholes treat pirates and others who stand against them. They always say how pirates are nothing but scum, thieves, and murderers, but aren’t we marines the same? The only difference is that they do it for this so-called justice. Pirates can have hearts, and they are living beings just like the next person. You and Ace are some of the kindest people out there with just as kind crews; even Sabo and the revolutionaries are incredibly kind, fighting against how inhumane the government is.”

He listened to Reader speak as a smile spread across his face

“So…You’re thinking of taking me up on my offer then?” He asked, raising a brow, waiting for an answer

Reader huffs out a laugh

“Luffy, all you heard from that was ‘im considering your offer’?”

Luffy laughed as well and nodded

“I also heard that you think im pretty amazing, shishishi.”

“That is just not what I said, Luffy!”Reader exclaimed, swinging at his brothers just for the latter to easily avoid the punch directed at him

“Come on, you’ve always wanted to help people, give freedom to everyone, and that’s what I want too! I want to be the Pirate King because he is the freest of all! You aren’t giving up if you join me! You’ll still be able to achieve your dream!”

He bites his lip, thinking over his brother's words

Luffy stayed silent; his gaze never left your face as he watched you think the possibilities over. He had a soft smile on his face as he waited excitedly for his brother to join him on his adventures

“Is your crew okay with this?”

“Of course they are! They trust my decision-making completely and know how much I care about you. I made them all promise to be nice to you and treat you just like they would me.”

“Luffy! You said that as if you were sure I would say yes!”

“Well, aren't you?” He smirked with his usual bright smile

“Besides, I already told them before I asked you; they’d said you were more than welcome to join us.”

“You are something else, Monkey D Luffy.”

“Shishishi, of course I am. im the next Pirate king,” he exclaims confidently

“So...You joining? You can't leave me waiting for too long, you know; I've already made plans for you and everything.”

Reader smiles, sliding off his Marine jacket and folding it, placing it on the cliff next to them, and turning to face his brother

“Where to next Captain?”

They let out a surprised gasp as, rather than words, Luffy responds by wrapping his rubber hands around him and pulling him off the cliff with him

“H-Hey! Im already regretting this!” Reader screams

Luffy just laughs as he pulls his brother off the cliff

"It's too late now!! You can't back out now!! You accepted my deal, so now you have to stay with the crew! Shishishishi”

Feel like I made it a bit confusing in between Luffy’s and Reader’s dialogues, I feel like you can’t tell who’s who, what do yall think. Also I keep avoiding using you, and I don’t even know why?? Maybe because I alreadys tarted writing without you but I feel like it would make the stiry writing smoother

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@imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

[blues824]

i haven't seen any mha requests since i followed, so im gonna be the first (?maybe?)! could i request kirishima, bakugo, and kaminari with someone who is like hinata hyuga? as in, same looks, strength, personality, and cares for them and admires them as hinata does for naruto in the anime

So… the thing is… this isn’t the first MHA request. I just didn’t want to deal with a new set of tags. Hey, MHA community!

Katsuki Bakugo

It doesn’t matter what you look like physically. He’s only focused on someone’s strength and how they would fare against him in battle. He doesn’t care about anything else, alright?

He’s a bit weirded out by seeing someone so worried about him whenever he gets hurt while training. He doesn’t want to admit it, but he gets so flustered if you’re the one who tends to him. It’s then where he can truly admire your beauty.

Out on the battlefield, he has to admit that he struggles when fighting against you. Your eyes grant you pinpoint accuracy, and your kunai knife throwing skills are definitely nothing to laugh at.

In class, you easily top everyone else in academics. He both loves and hates it. You’re better than him, but you’re also better than all those extras that you both call ‘classmates’. He’s secretly proud.

We all know how this angry Pomeranian is always angry, but when he sees you worried about your friends that ‘got in his way’, he feels like shit. He also feels jealous, especially if you’re helping Midoriya up. Everyone notices how he has been a tad more calm recently, and they thank you for it.

Guess who has scary guard dog privileges? YOU DO! When those jerks from Class 1-B (Monoma) decide to pick on you for your eyes, Bakugo is there and willing to throw hands with anybody who was mean to you.

Overall, everyone thinks that the dynamic in your relationship is adorable. We have the angry and borderline tyrannical guy and the only person in the world who could calm him down and make him soft.

Eijiro Kirishima

He cares more about your personality than physical looks. As long as you’re not a jerk and you don’t bully anyone, but you’re not a pushover and can stand up for yourself, he doesn’t care.

He most definitely gets flustered whenever you patch him up after a full day of training. Just to feel your delicate touch on his skin is enough to make his face as red as his hair. He takes this time to actually take in your features, and he thinks you’re gorgeous.

He has to admit that you’re incredibly strong. He once had to face you for a class assignment and he got folded like a lawn chair. He is so impressed as he’s laying there on his back and staring up at you, who looks worried and asks him if he’s alright.

Whenever you get the top score on a test or something, he will personally cheer you on. You did amazing! He tried to refuse your help with his work but he can’t help himself whenever you explain that you want to help him and that you’re worried.

He doesn’t get jealous a whole ton, unless you are tending to Kaminari. He’s worried that his friend’s smooth words could sweep you off of your feet. Time and time again, you have to reassure him that you love him and only him, and he soaks it up like a sponge.

He will definitely act as your protector because it’s the manly thing to do. It doesn’t matter if you’re a man or that you’re wearing the pants in the relationship. Let this poor baby protect you. It gives him a sense of accomplishment.

Overall, you both make an absolutely adorable couple. PDA is most definitely there and makes every person that’s single jealous. You both act so love-dovey, and Mina is always squealing in excitement whenever she sees the two of you cuddling in the common room.

Denki Kaminari

This simp loves every single part of you. He’s always looking at you with hearts in his eyes (sounds like Sanji from One Piece). He thinks you’re drop-dead gorgeous and always compliments you.

The blush on his face as you tend to him while he’s in his yAaAy mode is very apparent, but you think it’s just a part of the consequences of him overusing his quirk. If he were an adult, he would’ve gotten on one knee right then and there.

I don’t know about you, but I think he enjoys being with a person who’s stronger than him. Having you wear the pants in your relationship… there’s something attractive about it to him.

Like Kirishima, whenever you get the top score on one of Aizawa’s tests, he cheers you on. He would gladly accept your help in studying for the upcoming tests because you teach him in a way that he understands the material.

We all know that he’s a flirt, but he does get jealous. Ever since getting with you, his Casanova ways have been retired. Now, he will gladly knock out Mineta if he ever decides to try anything.

Speaking of Mineta, Kaminari will absolutely pack him the f up if he ever tried anything. If you tell him that the disgusting grape did anything to you, you bet he would go ballistic.

Overall, he thinks you’re an angel sent by whatever gods there are. You are his saving grace and he makes sure to cherish every moment spent with you. He is fully devoted to you and only you.

[rainthespiritual]

Tate Langdon head canons because im actually in love with him 🙂

disclaimer in my delusional mind he isn't a rapist or a killer he's just a broken boy so plz let me STAY delusional ty

He would never admit it but he I just know he loves reality tv... like hed act all cool and say some stupid shit like "only sheep watch that 🙄"

BUT IK DAMNNNNNNNNNNNN WELL HES SITTING ON HIS PHONE GIGGLING KICKING HIS FEET WATCHING LOVE IS BLIND! ik damn well

Kardashian show? HE FUCKING LOVES IT he just loves all the drama no matter how fake it is and honestly same..

I feel like he would knit like ... he's a ghost with like nothing to do I could see him knitting or crocheting to pass time if he could like get those things?

also he wears alot of sweaters, imagine him making his own sweater and SHOWING IT TO YOU he'd be so proud 👏

"Hey.. y/n do you like my sweater?.."😌

"yeah why?"😗

"Cuz I fucking MADE IT! isn't it so cool it took me like 3 months : ) !" 😣😣😣😣

he'd totally make you little stuffed animals and just leave them on your pillow occasionally out of love little bears and bunnies nd shit

so cute ♡

He'd help you cook just to be near you, asking about all the steps and ingredients

"hey y/n, what's a leek again?"

"is this lettuce or a cabbage?"

"how do I make a roux again, do I use flour?"

"fold it? how the hell do I fold batter..."

"is it boiling yet?... ?

"what about now?"

"are you sure it looks hot..."

cutest sous chief ever 😍 💕

he'd try to make you a cake on your birthday or on valentines day nd he'd get all embarrassed cuz its not as good as the videos

"I know its not perfect but I tried, I hope you like it."

"is it good?"

he'd boop icing on your nose then lick it off 🤭

he 100% wants you guys to feed fruit too each other he thinks it's romantic

SEND HEAD CANON OR FIC REQUESTS TO ME AND ILL DO IT!! I have a pinned post about it: )

[remusmainhoe]

teasing sirius x reader smut

the reader and sirius get into an argument, neither of them want to cave in.

“For the love of merlin, you are so childish” 

“Oh that’s rich, you better watch what you call me y/n because if I'm a child, do you know what that makes you? A creep.” Sirius shot back at you.

You and Sirius stormed into the common room where lily, James, remus, and Peter were enjoying their Monday afternoon talking.

“What are you lot fighting about?” James asked.

“I was trying to study in the library, and black got me kicked out with his disturbances” you explained.

“She was the one who insisted on going to the library, and then she said I was needy!” Sirius said.

“Then what would you call trying to kiss me and distract me in the library, class, dinner, breakfast, shopping, shall I continue?”

“Oh you are just as needy, you made me carry you from dinner to the common room to cuddle last week!” 

“There is a time and place, the library is not that place” you countered.

“I am the least needy one in this relationship” Sirius pressed.

“Oh please,” you laughed humorlessly “you couldn’t last one day without a kiss”

You both stormed to your dormitories slamming the door behind you.

You woke up still irritated by the argument with Sirius that now just seemed stupid, of course you wanted him, but like hell you were going to be the first to give in. You got dressed and made your way down to the main hall, sitting down between lily and remus with Sirius in front of you.

“Hello” you said to Sirius while serving yourself breakfast, not looking up at him. 

“Morning” Sirius returned, also not looking at you.

The day went by slow, dreadfully slow, the worst Tuesday in history. You had to admit you missed the way that Sirius would wrap his arm around you while you walked down the halls of the castle, or how he would kiss you between classes, and his little notes in class would make your day, except today, their absence is killing you. Your night was no better, you spent it tossing and turning, missing how he would cuddle and sleep with you. The morning came dreadfully soon, and today seemed to out do the last. You got out of bed reluctantly.

“Still fighting with Sirius?” Lily asked.

“Im not giving in first” lily chuckled at your answer shaking her head in disapproval.

“If one of you doesn’t apologize this is going to go for too long” 

Her words bringing dread, but also an idea. You got up from your bed, showered, curled your hair into neat waves. Taking out your makeup, Doing a smokey eye look with eyeliner, light blush, and toping it off with lip gloss. Instead of the normal shoes you would wear, you put some darker shoes with a bit of heals, and Sprayed on some of your perfume. You were desperate, so you decided to fold your uniform skirt a little so it would look shorter than it was, and forgetting to button a button or two on your blouse just enough to show a bit.  You made your way down to the main hall sitting next to remus and Peter today. 

“Morning” you said to the table.

“Hel-“ Sirius started and looked at how you looked today, “morning”

You bit your lip just a little bit “well I'm starving” you started eating glancing sometimes at Sirius who kept looking at you with those piercing eyes. During class the whole day you felt his eyes on you,  you smiled feeling proud of your plan working. When class ended you all went to dinner.

“So how are you holding up hon?” You asked innocently at Sirius while serving your plate.

“Fantastic” Sirius answered.

You took a bite out of your chicken not believing his word.

“You got something there love” Sirius reached across the table a bit and wiped your mouth, then licked his finger “got it”

You looked at him being caught off guard.

“You know, if you want all of this to be over, I would be happy to accept your apology” sirius stated.

“In your dreams black, i'll be more than happy to accept an apology when you come back to your senses” you replied.

“Well that’s going to be a while” James muttered under his breath earning an elbow in the ribs from Sirius, and a chuckle from the others.

“I think you’re starting miss me, trying to taunt me getting even more pretty like that” he said just for you to hear.

“I think you are staring to miss me, you and I both know that you wanted to do more than just wipe my face” you whispered pack to him.

Once dinner ended you all headed back to the Gryffindor tower, and sat around the common room. Sirius sat next to you leaning back.

It was getting late so the others decided to call it a day, meanwhile you were cooking something up in your head, waiting till they left.

“You stood up from the couch, got in front of Sirius, getting to your knees meanwhile you put your hair up. A sense of euphoria filled you as you saw Sirius’s face light up with the thought that he won. You leaned down and looked under the couch.

“Huh, thought I left my DADA book down here, must be up in my room. Well goodnight, let me know if you need me” you said getting up and walking up the stairs with the mental image of Sirius’s disbelieving face.

The following two days carried on like that, teasing each other. You lay on your bed deciding to go apologize to Sirius, right as you were going to break, you heard the door open and close with sirius standing there. Neither of you spoke as he claimed on top of you grabbing both of your wrists with one hand, pinning them above your head. Your legs wrapped around his hips as he kissed you with a sort of hunger, his other hand messaging your breast. You started to move your hips trying to get some friction, a shitfaced grin spread across his face.

“Poor baby had to wait so long” he whispered not being able to contain himself.

His hand trailed down to your skirt lifting it up, pulling down your panties before taking out his member. A finger drew circles around your clit, not being able to control himself, entering you and stretching you out as moans escaped your lips. His lips trailed down from your lips to your neck and making their way to your nipples making you a mess. His rhythmic pace came like symphonies to you, each thrust being harder and deeper, as the circular movements of his fingers became faster. You were used to him telling you when to come, but this was all too much for you. Your walls started to wrap around his dick, the grip of your legs around him became tighter as a relief came over you.

“Im sorry” was all your brain could come up with to say.

“We’ve barely just started darling.” 

[beliscary]

im too slow to finish this for this solstice so have a snippet of wip ft. terence and bahamut talking

"Each time I return," the dragon wondered, pressing against Terence's pilgrim kiss, "I am astonished to find another that burns so. I should know better. There is always light."

There—the crack at last. Quicker and cleaner than he had expected. Kinder, also. Gently, Terence felt for the fracture inside himself. He pried it apart, breaking it in truth, and folded those ancient eyes within his heart, placing them beside Dion's strained, precious smiles.

No one will look here, he promised. No one has ever thought to.

“It will be a cruel work.” The proud creature did not flinch from the truth, though there was pain in it. He and Dion were well suited to each other, after all. “Do not say you did not know.”

“I've always known.” He ran a hand over the dragon's skin.

“I wonder if you will believe that, at the end."

[we-return-in-waves]

Top 5 lines you’ve written in your fics?

oh my god this took me ages i was here agonising over my own writing like WHATS THE BEST?? also, i have discussed some favourite lines in an ao3 wrapped so i have deliberately exluded those from this list! under the cut <3

And when Gaara pulled off his clothes and kissed every scar on the damaged blunt instrument he called his body, love pouring luminous in the light of his shallow-sea eyes, Lee finally understood why someone would use the Eighth Gate even at the cost of their own life. - march of progress [succisa virescit (cut down, we grow back stronger)]

UNAPOLOGETICALLY THIS FUCKS also it's personally my favourite line of the lee chapter of mop by a mile. also, funny joke, but when i was putting this list together of all the contenders i realised that i used the word luminous in no less than four of them. i need more words

Gaara pressed himself closer in lieu of using his voice, which had, for the first time in his life, abandoned him entirely, placed his hands over Lee’s flaming cheeks, and kissed him. Kissed him like a man dying of thirst, kissed him like he was an oasis, kissed him the way sunlight kisses flowers at the first stroke of dawn and whispers to them, bloom for me. Kissed him and kissed him and kissed him. - Anthesis [Infructescence]

because how dare i write somethign so aesthetic into deranged paneenis honestly

Now, he’s on his back with his legs folded on either side of Lee’s torso, and Lee is sliding home and he feels so much bigger this way, braced over Gaara with his hair shining in the moonlight, and Gaara shuts his eyes in both bliss and fear that if he looks he won’t see himself, because he knows Lee was at Neji’s tombstone today and he usually doesn’t initiate like this, and if Gaara has to look up and know he is a placeholder for a dead man and then return home to Sunagakure in the morning his heart will cease to beat. - spoken words

i feel like there's a lot of lines in spoken words that absolutely slap way harder than they have any right to for a fic i wrote in less than six hours. but i especially love this one, because i said "ouch" OUT LOUD while writing it, dfjkghfk

The feeling is indescribable. It’s like the first sip of hot coffee on a winter morning, like the crescendo of instruments heralding the chorus of a beloved song. It’s like falling down stairs, it’s like winning a battle, it’s like the bone-deep relief of crossing the threshold of a place that feels like home. - an eight-fold tempo, an eight-letter heart

this was SO HARD could do just a top five lines ever just out of this fic alone i am so proud of it. i picked this one though for two reasons: the first, because i spent a long time thinking while writing the passage this is in thinking about what it feels like to fall in love for the first time, and i tried to channel all the emotions i remember: that blinding, heart-racing adrenaline spike of exhilaration mixed with vulnerability and fear of the unknown and the inexplicable feeling of safety and comfort that being with your loved one brings. and im just REALLY happy with how it came out. second, because this reads so melodically in my head and i just love how it sounds both in my head and read aloud. catch me podficcing my own fic lmaoo

Gaara looks up. Blinks those luminous eyes. The coppery filaments of his eyelashes shine white in the cold moonlight. Lee realises, with a start, that it is not simply the glow of healing jutsu or the light of the moon that illumine the flat seafoam irises, no, something behind his retinas reflects the faint light from deep within, a diamond of fluorescence, bright in the darkness. His pupils, normally invisible in the daylight, are slitted and animal. Lee wonders if this is a by-product of being born to host a tailed beast. If he can see in the dark. He looks inhuman. Surreal. Lee does not think he has ever seen anything so hypnotic. He cannot look away. - sing a song of sleeptide

argh i am just so pleased with how this reads to me, plus i loooove getting to make up some lore about gaara and the effects being a jinchuuriki might have had on him <3

thank you so much for the ask <333

[holllandtrash]

ok so when i think of enemies to lovers, i generally imagine the guy being ruthless and someone who doesn’t mind being seen as a villain ,,,,,, so enemies to lovers with max or like red bull!seb would slap they’d also probably slap your ass in bed during delicious hate sex

ah i dont actually write seb, i love him but its just not in my wheelhouse im so sorry

but could you imagine max and driver!reader like what if shes the newest red bull driver and max hates her and she has to learn how to drive to max's set up bc well its his team and obviously the car is geared towards him and she struggles and max doesnt have the patience for it and will say "no comment" to every question in the media thats about her and then her first podium she gets third and max is first obvi and idk its carlos on second and carlos is so proud of her because all of the drivers on the grid admire her and he gives her one of those driver fist bumps/half hug things and pats her back in parc ferme and max just IGNORES HER says nothing doesnt even look at her and usually max is fine with putting his arm around the other drivers backs for photos but he stands with his hands folded behind his back, that smug smile because well, he got first so of course hes smug and she's got tears in her eyes because its her first podium with red bull, even if its not first place it feels like she won and she doesnt even care about max's treatment towards her until later that day when someone on her team points out how max completlely disregarded her and ignored her and shes like oh what the fuck i didnt even notice because she was on a high right and now that shes off that high shes PISSED because my god they're supposed to be a team, right? anyway you bet your ass she has WORDS for him the next time she sees him and if that happens to be in the middle of the paddock on media day at the next race and DTS just so happens to be filming well, lucky for them i guess not so lucky for the red bull racing team who now have a fire to put out

there were no periods in that and im so sorry but the idea was just flowing and i had to get it out

[quinnick]

hi. IT headcanon dump. lets go.

ok so hear me out

eddie had seasonal allergies. eddie also has one of those tiny achu sneezes. so for literally three months a year, he's plagued by richie every time he sneezes.

also idk why but stan looks like someone who would sew. i have no idea why. it might be the projection, BUT I DIGRESS. so when eddie's fanny pack breaks, or richie lost one of his ludacris button ups, or literally anyone needs something, he sews them one. its obviously very shabby, and they pretend they wont wear it, but eventually stan sees them wearing them more and more. no one really acknowledges it, but stan cannot stop smiling whenever he sees them using the things he made them. i dont know where the fuck this came from but its canon now.

one time theyre about to go somewhere important (idk where) and eddie panics like 'oh fuck do i look ok???' so richie pulls out a piece of paper and (horribly) draws eddie. its literally just a stick figure with lines for hair. but richie looks so proud of it so eddie's like 'thanks man'. he keeps the drawing under his bed (he would have hung it on the walls, but he'd have never heard the end of it).

its sort of an unspoken thing that if anyone in the losers club has nightmares, or is feeling lonely, they can show up at any other members house. no questions asked. sometimes they watch a movie, sometimes they have some snacks, and sometimes they just lay in silence, grateful theres someone there.

mike is the undefeated champion of dig dug at the arcade. richie is pissed. (mike: 'i guess its just beginners luck.' richie: *explodes*)

bev likes to chew on mint leaves

billy has a sketchbook where he draws all the members of the losers club. it will never be seen by anyone other than billy.

eddie still says gazebos instead of placebos and nobody ever corrects him

somehow ben always wins at rock paper scissors. no one has ever beat him. no one knows how he does it. hes banned from rock paper scissors now.

richie likes to sing. however. he is horrible at singing. he sings all the time.

bev made flower crowns for everybody before she left for portland. everyone kept them. theyll never admit it.

eddie likes to fold little origami things whenever he's stressed or just needs a break.

so thats all lmao theyre kinda bad but im tired and i dont care.

this will be the first of many IT rambles. you've brought this upon yourself.

THESE ARE NOT BAD !! I am kissing this hcs on the mouth. I love them so much !! Oh my god, Stan sewing is now canon to me and I am blocking and reporting anyone who doesn't believe it (/hj)

Mike being the best at dig dug has me rolling. Richie totally trains for a whole week and finally beats Mike's score just to have Mike beat it effortlessly again when he visits the arcade again. (Wait, I should find this one fanfic I found where Eddie is cracked at video games but lets Richie win because he has a massive crush on him)

Richie and me are once again the same person.

Bill being banned from rock paper scissors is 100/10. Bev making flower crowns had me sobbing. Eddie making origami is so him.

Also, I like the idea that he says Gazbos all the way until someone finally realizes what he is saying when they are all like 45.

[latibvles]

SAD, BEAUTIFUL, TRAGIC.

beautiful, tragic. // hello and goodbye.

what happens when a crack beings to spiderweb?

masterlist | gallery | taglist

TAGLIST: @liebgotts-lovergirl , @monalisastwin

WARNINGS: none

SUMMARY: with a mind becoming more and more muddled — one has to wonder who takes care of the caretakers.

My dear Daisy,

There is nothing that makes me happier than knowing you aren’t alone out there. I asked your father, and he told me he hasn’t been to Tortworth Castle — perhaps when this is all settled, we can take a trip there as a family. I’m sure that under different circumstances, England would be lovely to visit. We are all well at home — busier than ever. The factories are full of women now — I might join up with them myself. Not for the extra money, but it’d be nice if our whole family was doing their part, I suppose.

I found this while I was going through our old family albums. If you ever catch Ronnie out there, I’m sure he’d love to see it too. Remember to write to your brother. Your father and I are so proud of you two, and we can’t wait until you three come home. God be with you always, sweetheart. I love you dearly.

Love, Mom

The photo is, for all intents and purposes, glaring at her. An old, grainy picture from 1938 — but she can make out every figure clear as day. On the left side, is her older brother. James’ graduation cap is slightly askew, his gown zipped all the way to the top. His fingers are curled around the black diploma. His smile is filled with excitement, he looks like a coke bottle with a mint dropped into it. Just a few more seconds and he’s bouncing off the walls. The girl in the middle is in a dress she bought just for the occasion. Her hair was curled — it was shorter back then, and it had taken all morning to do it. Just like the boy to her left, the girl’s smile is bright, but more contained in comparison. She hardly recognizes herself.

The boy on the right has his cap in his free hand. His gown is unzipped, showing off the button down and tie, which had also been loosened around his neck slightly. His smile is closed-lipped, contained, a sense of content that was in direct contrast to James’ brimming excitability. Night and day, those two. This is the boy she remembers. The boy she knows like the back of her hand.

It’s a nice memory. She remembers that day well. They’d gone out to dinner afterwards, took up two whole tables with their collective party of ten. The boys went out after that, she waited up for them until James came home and had to piggy back her up the stairs to her bed.

They had a picture almost exactly like this a year later, except it was her turn in the graduation gown, and James had propped her on his shoulders while Ronnie laughed at his antics.

And she remembers feeling proud that day. Proud to know them, proud of where they were going. She knows the exact album her mother’s talking about, because they were on that football field for a solid thirty minutes taking photos. There's a whole page filled with these pictures. She looks over the letter again, at her mother’s neat script. “I’m sure he’d love to see it, too.” Would he? She doesn’t even know anymore.

Daisy folds the letter away, tucking it into her belongings as Rita enters the tent. Her smile is mischievous, and she’s giggling before she even steps fully into the space, slotting beside Daisy on the cot and proceeding to detail what exactly took place after Daisy left her to her own devices with the boys. She’s admittedly, only half-listening — giving Rita a smile that isn’t all there. Unfortunately, her unit knows her far-too-well at this point, so she’s immediately met with an elbow nudging at her ribs.

“Alright, you’re like a million miles off. I just said that Talbert guy did fifty pushups ‘cause I egged 'im on about it and not so much as a snicker. What’s buggin’ you?”

She rubs her hands, letting out a bit of a sigh. It’s Rita, so there's n harm in talking about it with her. Still, Daisy treads lightly. She reaches up, rubs the nape of her neck.

“He really did fifty pushups?”

“Daisy.” Daisy smiles in spite of herself at Rita’s narrowed eyes, her half-hearted scowl.

“...I think I upset someone more than I meant to,” she finds herself, unceremoniously, flopping backward on the cot. “You know when you think something isn’t really a big deal for someone else but it turns out it is?”

“Like that time you didn’t tuck the corners of the sheets in right and the head physician nearly had a freakin’ conniption?” Now it’s Daisy’s turn to look up and narrow her eyes. Rita clears her own throat, mutters out a quick, unnecessary apology. “But yeah, kinda, what happened?”

“I guess I’ve been pretty... cold with this person I haven’t spoken to in a while. I didn’t think it was a big deal if I wasn’t all buddy-buddy with him — but I’m starting to think I’ve made a mistake,” she looks back up at the top of the tent, and her brows furrow as she tries to find the words. “Point is, I didn’t think it’d hurt him as much since we haven’t really spoken, but I guess it did, ‘cause last time we spoke he was giving me this look and it made me feel really bad.”

What she likes about Rita, what she always liked — was that when it came to the other girls, she never asked too many questions. Daisy hears the cot creak, and sure enough her friend is laying beside her now, turning her head to look at her.

“You remember when the physician blew his lid at you over hospital folds?” This time, she cringes at the memory. Tortworth Castle training had been a ride — their Captain even had them running laps around the estate to build endurance, although it was much more tame in comparison to what the men went through.

“Yeah.”

“And remember how the next day you got up before the sun even rose and changed the sheets on every damn bed? And when the rest of us got into the ward — what did the physician say?” She watches Rita’s eyes light up in amusement. Daisy can’t help but smile in response.

“That he’d never seen neater folds in his life. And that I was crazy for getting up so early to do it by myself.”

“You still are crazy, by the way,” Rita pipes, and Daisy laughs half-heartedly. “Now I dunno who this guy is, but the crazy nurse I do know would probably go out and fix it the moment she knew she messed up. Maybe even go above and beyond,” She sits up, yanking Daisy with her. “But that’s England’s issue, so we’ll figure it out then.” That leaves Daisy confused, and she tilts her head to the side.

“England? We’re going back to Tortworth?” Rita shakes her head as she stands up, straightening out her jacket.

“Southampton with the Airborne — that’s what Ginny says anyway. That girl’s been poking around with COs since we freakin’ got here. Our unit’s going, a couple others I think, but not all. At any rate, s’not like you won’t see this guy again.” Daisy’s eyes widen, sometimes Rita’s intuition really catches her offguard, even when it logically shouldn’t.

“How did you—”

“We’re surrounded by paratroopers. What, you expect me to believe you know some schmuck in the Armored unit?” Rita reaches over to tug at Daisy’s ear, and she swats her hand away. “At any rate — we’re shippin’ out again in two days with D Company. And you have duty in the infirmary, so quit mopin’ in here before I—”

“Drag me out by my ears?” Rita chuckles.

“You’re gettin’ it. Alright, up and at ‘em Lieutenant.”

She never really minds her shifts at the infirmary — which, out here, is little more than a much neater, slightly calmer aid station. Rita transports her all the way there before heading out again, and she greets the nurses she’s familiar with. She’s yet to become well-acquainted with some of the combat medics, so she has to glance at nametags more than once. But the busywork of the infirmary is a welcomed routine — one that Daisy makes a mental note to cherish before she’s thrust back into a combat zone where routines and calm are traded for the chaos that comes with treating the wounded.

There are a few men with wounds that haven’t quite yet healed, others simply there to recuperate from the horrors they’d seen in Carentan, and a variety of others. She finds their head physician, and receives her orders — which is just to get the food for dinner ready for another nurse to bring to the patients. Easy enough.

She’s pleasantly surprised when she recognizes a familiar close-crop of brown hair and a button nose. Eugene Roe looks up at her with big, curious eyes, and Daisy waves as she takes up space beside him, falling into a sort of assembly line. There's a large iron tub of noodles, and another of tomato sauce — judging from Eugene's face, he seems to have a strong opinion on the matter, even if he isn't saying it. Eugene gets the food on the plate, she ensures they have all the right utensils and such before placing the trays on the cart that, presumably, the other nurse is going to come to deliver. They say nothing for a few moments, working swiftly.

She and Eugene didn’t have many conversations after their initial meeting — wasn’t her fault nor his, just the way things happened. Still, Daisy smiles at him warmly.

“You going back to England?” he looks up from his own work, and nods gently.

“Are you?”

“Not all of us, but yeah I am. I’ll probably be back here soon enough though,” she tilts her head to look at him fully. “They don’t like to tell us much.” At that, Eugene chuckles a bit, raising his brows.

“Us neither.”

“Who knows? Maybe they’ll throw us in the same stick. Slap a parachute to my back if they’re feeling creative.”

“It’d definitely be a morale boost,” the unexpected quip in return makes her snort unintentionally. Seemingly pleased with himself, they put one last plate on the cart. But there’s no sign of the other nurse, so Daisy looks at Eugene with a raised brow. “You wanna help me bring these out?” He nods, quiet as he moves to push the cart into the main tent with the resting men. Just like before, in their plate-making assembly line, they work fluidly around each other and thankfully, today, there isn’t anyone who needs to be fed by a nurse. Once they’re done eating, she’ll have to take TPRs, but for now she’s content take inventory and organize the supply cabinet with Eugene hovering beside her, as if he’s overlooking her numbers. Daisy’s brows furrow, and without looking up at him, she pops the question.

“...How’re you feeling, Roe? Like, actually,” For a moment, there’s heavy silence and she looks up at him. He looks positively perplexed by her question. She smiles, glancing back down for a moment. “I just figured since you mentioned morale boosts that I’d ask. Doesn’t hurt to check in every now and again.” He nods slowly, she can’t help but wonder how many times he’s been asked how he’s feeling.

She was lucky that she and her unit have been taking care of each other for a while — but they were kind of expected to be emotional. To cry it out in a closet quickly and then come back out ready to bring some semblance of joy or spirit was kind of anticipated. She didn’t really know if the men were given that same sort of leniency — so long as they bounced back. She imagined they probably had to swallow it all down.

“Better, now that the men are out of there,” he decides, combined with a sort of humble, mild-mannered smile that she’s beginning to become well-acquainted with. “We lost a lot of good men out there,” Roe doesn’t falter in that sort of warm-eyed gaze he gives her. Daisy can’t help but nod in agreement. More scribbling, taking note of the thinning supply of threads for suturing, and marks it down. “What about you, nurse? How’re you feeling?”

Daisy has to bite her cheek to refrain from saying something too boldly. She taps her pen against the clipboard and smiles in spite of her admittedly muddled mind.

“Better, now that you’re all out of there,” she decides on, and then after a momentary pause, “...and a little hungry. Grab dinner with me from the mess after duty?” He nods, and she finds her smile growing wider at his agreement.

So they proceed in their way, working neatly around each other as she takes TPRs and he changes dressings on wounds and checks out the handful of soldiers who got hurt from their own antics rather than from enemy fire. And afterward they make their way to the mess, which is thinning out of men, grab two plates and sit beside each other, making small talk that isn’t war related. Eugene is from Louisiana — which she had a small feeling about from the thickness of his accent. He learned his role from scratch, no prior experience, but his grandmother was a healer of sorts.

She tells him about nursing school, and Boston, and about her brother overseas and mother back home. Daisy also learns that Eugene is an exceptionally good listener, but she had a feeling about that, too. In the time that they spend, it feels like her head is clearing, albeit temporarily. It feels more like a break than the hot shower did.

She has to remind herself that she’ll see him again soon, almost a bit saddened by the prospect that she’d be going first, but as they share one last smile before separating — Daisy’s certain of it. And she tries not to focus on the murk slowly creeping its way back in with every inch of distance put between herself and Eugene Roe.

[goldiipond]

olly and olivia are good siblings who look out for each other and mess with each other and just. love each other a lot. canon doesn't exist and my au is all that matters

[maddenleftchat]

Hi oms i love ur yandere stuff!! So this is a dialogue prompt like how would the yanderes react (wilbur, dream, techno, xd, god!tech, u can pick and choose from these if all of them are too much)

"If u do this, you will never truly have me. I might lie, pretend, fake it. But my heart will never truly be urs,"

Also can i pls be 🦄 anon? (Im so sorry if thats already taken, i checked and i dont think it is but yeah🙈)

Of course! Welcome to the chat 🦄 anon!

Triggers: possessive behaviors, punishment, gore, gore described in detail, unhealthy relationships, toxic relationship, toxic obsession, superiority complex, hard decoration (not the kinky kind), swearing, GORE LOSTS OF GORE, XD being a dick, death, graphic scenes, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy.

DreamXD

XD was likely punishing you at the time.

He dragged you down to a thriving village, and made you watch him massacre each and every one of them.

He used every different part of his power. From lightning to lava.

He also wasn't shy of tearing them all apart with his own hands.

The smell of burning hair and clothes invaded your senses.

The sound of ripping flesh and breaking bones echoed in your ears.

The sight of people in agony was keeping your gaze.

And the now sweaty silk could be felt in your grip.

Your sweaty palms had made the fabric damp.

You had been crying this entire time, but your mind blocked that out.

Your mind blocked out the sounds of your own cries and pleads.

It only focused on the disfigured faces in front of you.

A man.

An old man.

He has parts of his hair ripped out, while half of his face was ripped off.

And any remaining skin on that side was melting off from the lava.

His eyes had popped out of the socket, and hung against his cheek.

His body was contorted and twisted so badly that it barely looked like he was human.

His arms were where his legs were, and his legs were on his upper spine.

His spin was folded backwards, and twisted like a shrimp.

~

It wasn't until the last person that XD had in his hands before you spoke out.

The person screamed and squirmed from fear.

Your feet suddenly made you spring forward.

"Wait! No!" You yelled in a cracking voice.

XD did not respond in words, but only slowly turned his head towards you.

"I..if you do that! If you kill them-...If you do this…! You will never truly have me! I might lie, pretend, fake it. But my heart will never truly be yours!"

It surprised both of you.

You and XD.

You had no idea where you got the balls to say that.

And XD had no idea where you got the balls to talk to him like that.

All three of you stayed in silence, letting the crackle of the lava and fire fill the silence.

It stayed like this for what felt like years.

That was before XD turned his head back to the person, and then once again back to you.

XD slowly lifted the bottom half of his mask so you could see it.

The ear-to-ear grin on his face.

His sharp teeth were on full display for you.

"Oh…" he said with a semi worried tone.

But you knew.

You knew he was only mocking you.

His hand that was around the person then began to squeeze.

And squeeze.

And squeeze.

While the person in his hand screamed.

And screamed.

And screamed.

XD, didn't even look at the person.

He simply kept eye contact with you and put back on his mask.

Though it didn't matter whether the mask was on or not.

You knew he had that fucking shit eating grin on his face.

And you hated it.

~

After that person's guts were literally squeezed out of them, he dropped the body.

XD then took proud strides over to you.

He'll pick you up, and hold you up in the air to look at you.

"My little mortal. Those were very foolish words."

Don't even think of responding.

"But, I suppose to give you a response."

You will feel the world flip upside down, and contort.

Your vision will ripple.

You will feel very sick and discombobulated.

But his voice will be the only thing that is clear.

It will echo.

"Listen good little one."

"I am the only one you may love. I am the only one you may speak to. I am the only one you may think fondly of. I could not care if you do not hold true feelings towards me. You are mine, and mine alone. Your soul is meant only for me. For me to hold. For me to kiss. For me to admire. And for me to play with. You are nothing without me. Your only reason to live is to please me. Your place is not beside me. Your place is under me."

~

And everything will go black.

~

In short: Read it again if you didn't understand the first time.

Word count: 725

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Thanks for reading!

[thesmokingguns]

Louder Now

PAIRING: All Guns and Roses Member

WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE UNDER 18. There is a lot of unprotected, kink, sex under the cut

Summary/ Request: “hey can i request an x reader with duff where they are playing a game to see who can make the reader moan the loudest?? i feel like it would be super interesting 🥰 (technically it’s a whole group x reader but maybe a duff ending?) xx”

A/N: Four posts on the Fourth of the July seems fitting

Steve Adler

-Okay, he doesn’t get enough love

-But this dude is so good at making you cum when you’re on top

-Like Sometimes being on top sucks and you feel like you’re doing. lot of work but this man is worshiping your body

- He can give you nipple orgasm

-Rolling Your nipples in his rough hands and tugging them taunt as you bounce up and down on his cock before a show

-Because he loves the band hearing him fuck you on the couch in the dressing room

-He doesn’t need a pet name he wants you to call his name

-His mouth licking your collar bones well his hands cup your breast 

-He talks through everything telling you how good it feels when you’re riding him

-Toucing your thighs and slapping your ass as you’re bouncing like a good little cock slut

-He also has you fully naked because even though he is dressed for the show he loves the clash of your naked body against his

-He’s so encouraging

-”Look at how good you take my cock now. You bounce it all into that tight pussy like such a good cock slut, Y/N”

-Squeezing around him and literally SCREAMING his name

-Steve loves to cum on you

-Splashes of his cum on your stomach and up your tits

-Having you clean up and dress well he goes on stage

Slash

-You’re in public and he decides right here right now he wants to fuck you

-Like at the carnival when you’re tucked on his lap in the photo booth

-He loves having you in his lap, touching your body and getting you all wound up and stupid for him so you’ll agree to let him fuck you

-You’d think that since you were in public he wouldn’t want to draw attention to himself

-Absolutely wrong

-This man will press his cock into you and fuck you so hard you’re speaking in tongues

-The Photo Booth is shaking as he’s fucking ramming you into where the camera is

-And the dirty talk

-”Look at you, swallowing my cock. You can’t help yourself can you? All these people can hear you crying out as I fuck you. Do you like that baby? Do you like letting all the nice people know that you’re my little pet?”

-The louder you get the more turned on her gets but also he doesn’t want to get arrested so he shoves his fingers in your mouth making you suck on them as you moan

-Cumming against his cock so hard he pulls your hair back, forcing his lips against yours to try and kiss you quiet.

-Filling your pussy up with his warmth.

-Slapping your ass as he pulls out of you and knowing you’re still cock drunk so pulling your clothes back on

-Literally has a shit eating grin because he’s so proud of himself for getting you to agree to have sex in the photo booth

Axl Rose

-Axl loves when you’re loud for him because it just strokes his ego

-He loves fucking you on the tour bus so everyone is stuck hearing you fucking scream his name and they can’t escape it 

-He also has a mirror in his bunk so he's always looking at himself as he fucks you

-Loves doggy style

-He gets so deep into you and can play with your clit 

-The sound of skin against skin is so hot and he loves the way you’re so needy for his cock that you spring back into his thrust

-Smacking your ass as he watches his cock split your cunt

-Watching the glisten from your wet pussy sticking to him as he slides in and out of you 

-He’s quiet with you, just telling you what a good job you're doing taking care of him

-”Pretty girl, sliding on my cock. You know exactly how I like it. I love the way you feel. You and me fit perfect together.”

-He is so sweet with his sex talk and it’s so different from the usual piece of shit attitude he has

-Pushing your lower back down so you can arch and he can get a better grip on you when he is fucking you

-”Scream my name. I want to hear you want me.”

-Panting his name in time with thrusts

-” FUCK AXL IM GOING TO CUM ON YOUR COCK”

-His hands gripping your ass as he rewards your obedience by slamming into you, really fucking you. His balls smacking your clit with each thrust and taking you over the edge as he’s releasing into you

-Rubbing your back as he eases himself from between your legs

-Cuddling after and forehead kisses as he feels safe with you

Izzy Stradlin

-Dance Classes, Yoga, Those weird aerobic tapes that you like to do. Yeah, Izzy loves that shit

-Because all of those things lets him bend you and fuck you in all these positions

-He loves tying you up, how you look at him so vulnerable and completely at his mercy

-But also he has a soft side and makes sure that you tell him what the safe word is seven times so that you’re okay

-Takes hours on you

-He wants you loud for his ears only. Your moans and pants are all just for him to hear

-The trust between you two is what builds the intimacy 

-He loves over stimulating you after you cum. You’re all tied up and he keeps licking your pussy as you are fucking screaming feeling like he’s taking you to a cliff and pushing you off

-And after you’re ready to die from phase one of his plan he’s rocking you on his cock, filling you up as he stretches you around him.

-”Look at how your pussy loves wrapping around me. It knows I belong here.”

-He’s so protective and possessive of you.

-Also very controlling and he needs to be in charge of everything that is going on

-Loves pulling out and humming on your pussy, making you play with yourself after and finger fuck his cum into you

Duff McKagan

-He gets so fucking horny on stage

-Coming off stage and literally dragging you to the showers, his cock pressing into your ass as you weave through the crowds and he had you in fronton him to block his boner

-Boner Brain Duff thinks of nothing but getting his dick wet

-Clothes are left in a messy pile and he’s grabbing your hands in your hair into the showers

-Pushing you against the tiles of the shower with the water falling over you

-”I was thinking about you on stage. I got so fucking hard. Feel.”

-Taking your hand and making your grasp him, helping you jerk him off as he moans with his head thrown back

-Duff is so horny he’s trying to touch you and kiss you and cum all at once

-Hot horny chaos

-these long kisses and his fingers slipping between the fold between your legs, dipping a finger into you and him groaning in appreciation

-He gets impatient and literally picks you up, your legs around his waist as he’s guiding the head of his cock into you

-He’s moaning out as he’s sliding into you, the warmth of your cunt engulfing his cock as his mouth tries to keep up with the sloppy kisses

-Your back is being scratched by the tiles as he's holding your up, hand on your face so he can still kiss you

-Duff is so fucking loud as he fucks you

-You’re panting and moaning too but Duff is out here breaking sound barriers

-His deep groans and Oh Fucks are definitely making their way out of the showers for everyone to hear

-When your reach between you to touch your clit Duff gets wild

-Your heads are together as you both watch you toy with your clit as his cock slides in and out of you

-The water from the shower getting trapped on his public curls that are brushing against your fingers

-When you tell him you cum the man is so ready for it

-”Cum on my cock, baby. Squeeze that pussy and milk my cum out.” 

-He is louder during your orgasm than you are. The deep groans making you feel so hot

-When Duff cums his head falls to your shoulder as he tries to remember how to breathe and regain control over his brain

-He holds you up for a minute before easing  you down on your own two feet.

-Lots of eye contact as he asks if he was too rough and if you're okay

-He literally takes so long washing you off and making up for his rough boner brain sex

[taestefully-in-luv]

Always You | JJK (Nine-pt1) (Final)

Summary: you and Jungkook have been best friends since freshmen year of college, there’s a lot of unsaid feelings and tension but neither make a move. what happens when his friend Taehyung (also your crush) needs a fake girlfriend?

Pairing: Jungkook x Female reader

Genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, slight slow burn, roommate au, college au, SMUT (starting ch2), fluff, angst (in later chapters) slight crack, lots of drama

Word Count: 13.6k

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol consumption, sexual tension (!!!), mentions of sex, protected sex, jealous!oc, sensual touching, dry humping, oral (female rec.) face riding

Notes: The end is finally here! But no worries I will most likely do drabbles for you guys:) Thank you SO much for reading this story and sending so many loving comments. Enjoy this last chapter of ‘Always You’ and feel free to send me an ask to chat about the story, I LOVE talking with ya’ll!

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December

Jungkook stares into his bathroom mirror and sees and feels nothing, absolutely nothing. He looks into his eyes and see nothing behind them. He tries to smile, but falls short. Does this have anything to do with the fact he told you he loves you but you completely misunderstood him? Yup, it probably has everything to do with that.

But Jungkook also feels like shit. He let his feelings become too overwhelming in the moment that he totally and completely forgot he has a girlfriend. So, he is almost glad that you most definitely thought he was just telling you he loves you like one normal friend to another instead of him confessing his deep and passionate feelings towards you. Yup, totally glad.

So, now he looks into the mirror and actually does see and feel something: Shame. Guilt.

And regret. Regret is written all over his face. Not regret because he told you he loves you, no. Regret that he didn’t tell you 4 years ago how he feels. Even if you didn’t feel the same he thinks he should have had the courage, instead he slept with you like a fucking idiot. But that is something he can’t get himself to regret at all…he just can’t regret that amazing night he shared with you.

“Bro! You have been in there for like ever dude, I gotta take a piss!” Jungkook hears Nick from the other side of the door, his insistent banging going completely ignored by Jungkook.

“Seriously man, I will pee in the fucking sink!” Nick threatens and Jungkook rolls his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah man, I’m coming.” He looks into the mirror one last time before taking one deep breath and turning towards the bathroom door.

“Bathroom’s all yours.” Jungkook says as he opens the door with Nick already pushing past him.

“Fucking finally!” Nick doesn’t even bother to shut the door behind him as he quickly approaches the toilet to release himself.

Jungkook walks into his room and pulls out his phone as he sits on the edge of his bed. He goes through his message threads, his fingers hovering over your name when he gets to you.

It’s been a few weeks since the trip to your parent’s house. He had such an amazing time. That Saturday your mom cooked one of her famous homemade meals…something Jungkook hasn’t really had in years. Your dad would casually slip in the word ‘son’ in conversation, making Jungkook’s heart glow. You laughed and talked and cried and just looked so at home the entire time, like all your worries were vanishing.

He knows you’re struggling with what to do…but going abroad? Were you serious? You mentioned it to your parents too while there visiting and they loved the idea…making Jungkook’s heart sink. They just encouraged you more while you were there…telling you it was such a fun, and great idea and that it totally suits you. This only made you feel more motivated…Jungkook could see that.

Jungkook wants nothing but the best for you…he just wants you to be happy. Your happiness is his happiness but how could he survive if you left? How could he go a day without seeing you? Or worse…a week? A month? A whole fucking year? He went three months without you and he spiraled pretty bad.

Jungkook continues to sit here, his fingers right over your name and he clicks it.

Jungkook 8:14pm

I have a cold beer with your name on it

y/n 8:21pm

:( I cant hang tonight, sorry boo…im hanging with yoongs and tae. You can come by if youd like to?

Jungkook 8:22pm

No no its okay, you have fun :))

Jungkook brings his phone to his chest, right over his beating heart and he sighs out in frustration. Why can’t everything just be easy? Why is everything so complicated?

~~~~~~~

“And I will be the youngest curator they’ve ever had at this museum!” Tae finishes proudly, cheering his wine glass with yours and Yoongi’s.

“That’s so amazing Tae.” You bring your glass back to your mouth and take a gulp in his honor.

“Proud of you, kid.” Yoongi smiles fondly at Taehyung and you can’t help but also feel very proud. Taehyung got offered the main curator position at the museum of art downtown and you three are at the record shops cozy corner celebrating.

“Anything else new going on?” Taehyung asks, he eyes both you and Yoongi. “Like, any new love interests? Job offers? Juicy drama? Literally anything.”

“Nothing from me.” You laugh, you and Taehyung look over at Yoongi who is sipping his wine with the biggest blush painted on his cheeks.

“Yoongi?” you pry. “Did something new happen with you?”

“Well…I wouldn’t really call it news.” He begins shyly, “But I maybe met someone.”

You and Taehyung share a look of shock and excitement.

“Wait dude, you mean like a romantic interest?” Taehyung asks, setting his glass down on the table.

“Yeah, like you have a crush on someone?” You smile at Yoongi and his blush deepens.

“I wouldn’t go that far,” he admits, “But they’re really nice and have been coming in the store every week and we sort of just end up talking…and they asked for my number—”

“This is definitely a romantic interest!” Taehyung basically shouts. “Did you give it?”

“Yes…” Yoongi takes another sip of his wine, his eyes sliding to the side. “Did I mention they’re cute?”

“You in fact, did not mention that.” You say with a grin. “I’m happy for you Yoongs.”

“I think I’ll ask them out, what do you guys think?” Yoongi whispers.

“I think that’s a great idea man!” Taehyung basically shouts again and you laugh.

“I think I really admire you for going for it…” You sigh. You wish you had that kind of courage.

“You know…” Yoongi sets his wine glass down, and turns in his seat to face you, “It takes a lot of bravery to open up to someone…it takes a lot of strength to admit when you’re wrong and to admit when things aren’t going right. It takes real courage to open your heart to someone like, romantically. You’re like, the coolest human being in the world if you can do those things.” Yoongi folds his hands out in front of him, he bites his lip as he thinks.

“y/n…you don’t have to be some sort of super human.”

You tilt your head in confusion…you thought Yoongi was going to a place where he tells you to go for it too.

“You shouldn’t always be the one doing things. Others need to form the courage too. You’re worth it. You’re worth that risk…that you may not feel the same. Trust me, I would know.” He chuckles light heartedly. “I think he will come around.”

“I don’t know about that.” Taehyung cuts in. “I want to believe he will but…” Taehyung looks over at you with pity. “…He’s…” Taehyung doesn’t know what to say without spilling anything so he decides to let the words die on his tongue.

“To be honest with you guys…” You reach for your glass of wine and chug back the remainder of what’s in the glass rather quickly before slamming it back down on the table.

“New Year’s Eve.” You say. “Four years ago. Something happened. Something major, he…”

“Four years ago, New Year’s Eve?” Taehyung scrunches his brows together as he tilts his head. “Wait something happened between you two?” you only nod your head at Taehyung’s question.

“Did Jungkook say what he wanted to say?” Taehyung asks with big eyes, completely shocked, this is news to him. But now it’s your turn to tilt your head in confusion.

“Say what he wants to say? What are you talking about?”

“Huh? Uh,” Taehyung guesses it’s not what he’s thinking. “It’s nothing. So what happened?”

“We slept together.” You blurt out quickly, giving yourself no time to regret it.

You hear Yoongi chuckle from beside you and you snap your head in his direction.

“What? What’s so funny?” you ask.

“You thought I didn’t already assume that? That you two haven’t already slept together?”

“Damn,” you say, “Observant as usual.”

“WAIT WHAT?” Taehyung sputters out, quite fucking loudly.

You guess Taehyung isn’t as observant.

“We got kind of drunk, kissed at midnight and went back to his dorm and you know…”

Realization hits Taehyung hard. When Jungkook was pissed about the fact Taehyung slept with you it wasn’t just because he was some heroic friend. It was also because Jungkook has already had you and he knows he doesn’t like to share. Fuck.

“Holy fuck, y/n.” Taehyung closes his eyes for a moment, “Wait, and you guys didn’t talk about it after? Didn’t he have something to tell you perhaps?”

“What are you talking about? He totally brushed it off. So I got bitter and didn’t talk to him for a month. Now we just…I don’t know, we just…I feel like we are more than friends but less than lovers.”

“Makes total sense.” Yoongi adds, “You two are that but more than anything you two are complete and total idiots.” “Well, that we can agree on.” Taehyung grins.

~~~~~~

It’s the middle of December meaning it’s time to do your Christmas shopping! You, Trina and Holly are at the mall perusing around and trying to find the perfect gifts.

“Let’s do what we always do y/n.” Trina bumps her elbow into your side, with a smile on her face.

“Couldn’t agree more.” You respond.

“And what do you two always do?” Holly asks, feeling a little left out.

“Oh you know, we agree to no presents.” You say, “One less person to stress over, that’s our gift to each other.”

“Wow.” Holly deadpans, “You guys are so lame.”

“Or are we geniuses?” Trina asks with a grin, she walks closer to Holly and links arms with her, “But don’t worry Hol, I am getting you something.”

“Good.” Holly says, a shy smile making its way on her face.

“Me too!” you say trying to include yourself. “What would you like anyway? Just show me and I’ll buy it for you!”

“That takes out all the fun in gift giving.” Holly pouts, “It’s supposed to be a surprise!”

“Ah, fuck.” Trina spits out, “I suck at gift giving. Just tell us what you want.” She whines.

“No!” Holly laughs. “Look, I’ll be back.” She gestures towards her left, “I gotta use the bathroom.” She waves at you and Trina and walks away.

“Dude what am I going to get Holly?” Trina asks you, her frustration as clear as day. “It’s got to be special.” She adds in shyly. Special? Now’s your time to finally ask her what is up with her and Holly.

“Why special?”

“Oh you know.” Trina’s sheepish grin gives her away. “I don’t got to say it, when you know.”

“Fair enough.” You laugh. “Oh!” you point towards the window of one of the stores to your right, “You see those mugs? Let’s go check them out.”

“What why?”

“Christmas gift.” You say simply.

You both walk towards the glass window and eye the mugs, there’s a whole bunch but there’s a mug with music notes all over it and you’re reminded of the record shop and your two friends. You walk inside and grab three of them. Yes, three matching mugs for you, Yoongi and Taehyung. Even though Taehyung doesn’t drink coffee, he can still put whatever beverage he wants inside.

You pay for the mugs and have them wrapped in Christmas paper! You got some of your first gifts done with! Now you need to find something for Jimin, Jungkook, Holly and your parents. Crap, should you get something for the rest of the boys too? You’ll be seeing them on New year’s…maybe you’ll get them all scarves. That’s easy.

Jimin is easy, you know he’s been eyeing this channel necklace for far too long and you happen to be able to afford it for him. Jungkook isn’t easy at all. So you go with something simple, a new pair of chunky black boots that he’s been talking about for months. Your mom gets a necklace with her birth flower and your dad gets tickets to his favorite sports team…cheap tickets, sorry to your dad. Holly loves penguins so you find a cute penguin pin for her purse, you think she will love it.

Shopping takes almost the whole day, you, Trina and Holly are seated in the malls food court sipping on a smoothie.

“I am so freaking tired.” Holly leans her head on Trina’s shoulder as she speaks.

“Me too, girl, me too.” You respond. “But Christmas is soon!”

“Are you guys excited about going home?” you ask.

“Yeah, my parents promised they would take me ice skating like when I was a kid.” Trina chuckles.

“I’m excited too! What about you y/n?” Holly lifts her head from Trina. “What are you doing for Christmas?”

“Going home, of course. I’m bringing Jungkook with me.” You admit with a soft smile, “My mom and dad love him, they practically beg me every week on the phone that I bring him.”

“You guys are such a couple.” Trina rolls her eyes playfully.

“We’re best friends! He doesn’t have parents to spend it with so he’s coming with me, is that such a crime?” you say lightly.

“No, no. Of course not.” Trina rolls her eyes again. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you guys get together during your trip.”

“Need I remind you he has a girlfriend?”

~~~~~~~~

Jungkook slides his dick in and out of Vanessa as she clenches around him, he holds her body up as he fucks her from behind. He’s been at it for a while but…

“I’m going to come!” She moans out, “Please tell me you’re close!”

“I—I” Jungkook tries fucking her faster and harder as she comes undone. But Jungkook is still trying, he’s fucking struggling. He screws his eyes shut and thrusts into Vanessa at a fast and hard rate but nothing is working.

“Sorry…sorry.” Jungkook begins to slow down, “I can’t. I just can’t” He admits, totally defeated. He’s tired. He eventually comes to a stop, and pulls out.

“I’m sorry Vanessa.” He says quietly, “It’s not you, I promise.” His voice is hoarse.

Vanessa stands and walks to the bathroom to clean herself up, when she returns she sees Jungkook sitting on the edge of the bed with his pants back on.

“It’s okay, Jungkookie.” Vanessa’s smooth voice doesn’t waver as she speaks, “It happens.”

Jungkook runs his hands down his tired face before looking up at Vanessa, his eyes slightly watery.

“This isn’t fair for you, I should be able to fucking come.” He grits out. “At the fucking least.”

“Don’t beat yourself up over it.”

“How are you so calm about this? Hm?”

Vanessa sits on the edge of the bed next to Jungkook, she breathes in and out before raising her head to speak to him.

“He wants to get back together with me, you know.”

Jungkook’s eyes widen at her words. She couldn’t be talking about her ex, could she?

“Vanessa—”

“It’s okay. I said I no. Somehow I feel okay.” She smiles at him, it isn’t one of those coy or secretive smiles she mostly hands out but a real genuine smile.

“I think I just feel good that he wants me again but now I have the upper hand, you know? I’m the one with power.”

“You told him no?”

“And not even because I am supposed to be your girlfriend…but because I decided I need to respect myself. You’re right…what I was doing…it wasn’t healthy.” She admits, she shakes her head to rid herself of her bangs that keep falling in her eyes.

“I…I’m proud of you.”

“I want to be proud of you too.” She whispers.

“What are you talking about?”

“Nothing,” she says quietly, “You’ll see eventually.”

“What does that me—”

“Let’s take a small break.” Vanessa tilts her head to get a quick look at him, “Just until New Year’s.”

“Vanessa—”

“We just need some time to like, miss each other? You know?”

Jungkook shakes his head, “You mean, break up?”

“Just a break. But technically yes, we aren’t together in the meantime.”

“Why?” Jungkook stands up, “We can make this work Vanessa.”

“Please stop.” Vanessa says more sternly. “It’s what I want. Just until New Year’s.”

Jungkook paces back and forth with his bottom lip caught between his teeth. He doesn’t understand why she wants this? Because he couldn’t come? All because of that? He stops pacing to stare at her and she’s already looking up at him with a sickingly sweet smile.

“Fine.” He says. “If that’s—that’s what you want.” He clears his throat and tries smiling for her, she all but nods her head.

~~~~~~~

“You ready?” you ask Jungkook when he walks up to your car. You came to pick him up, insisting that you drive this time.

“Yeah.” Jungkook shows you his bunny grin and you melt, you love that smile of his. He sets his bag in the backseat and walks over to the passenger door and sits down inside.

“I’m excited to spend Christmas with you and your family.”

“Oh, it’s going to be a handful. You’ll be meeting my grandma, some aunts and uncles and some cousins of mine.”

“And I cannot wait.” He repeats. “Do you have my Christmas present here in the car?” he smiles cheekily, “Just give it to me now.”

“Yeah, right. You have to wait until tomorrow dummy!”

“Hey, don’t call me a dummy.” Jungkook pouts. He leans back in the passenger’s seat and closes his eyes.

“Hey, you’re not thinking of taking a nap are you?” You reverse your car out of the parking spot at his apartment.

“Maybe.” Jungkook snickers from beside you, “If you don’t want me falling asleep, tell me something interesting.”

“I think I want to work on getting a TEFL.” You blurt out, “To you know, teach.”

Jungkook’s eyes stay shut as he processes your words, he thinks to himself carefully—he can’t react negatively. He can’t.

“That’s nice, y/n.” He settles for. “You’ll like it.”

“That’s it?” you twist your head to look in his direction, he opens his eyes and stares at you for a few moments.

“Eyes on the road.” Jungkook closes his eyes again.

“Jungkook…you aren’t sad I might be moving away for like, at least a year?” You grip the steering wheel tighter, “You know I would be leaving right?”

“What do you want me to say y/n?” Jungkook opens his eyes and leans forward, “Want me to tell you no? That you aren’t allowed to leave?”

“Well…no. But you could act like you care a little.” You whisper out in pout.

“I do care.” Jungkook huffs, “But I just want you to do whatever makes you happy.”

“You make me happy.”

Jungkook quirks a brow and smiles, “So, you want to do me?”

“Gross,” you reach over and hit his arm. “You know what I mean. I just…I mean I value your opinion.”

Jungkook’s smile begins to fade as he stares at the cars floorboard. He zones out for a few moments, not entirely sure what to say. While it is true he wants you to do whatever makes you happy he also doesn’t want you to go anywhere.

“Do what’s best for you baby.” He all but whispers. “I will believe in you and support you no matter what.”

“I guess I’ll take that for now.” You whine. “How’s work going for you?”

“It’s good.” Jungkook’s eyes light up, “The director is letting me edit some pretty important scenes.” He gushes. “I brought my work stuff so I can show you over the next couple of days.”

“Yeah? That sounds exciting Jungkook!”

You finally merge on the high way for your few hour trip, you got your ‘Chillin’ playlist on and a few snacks on hand. You and Jungkook chit chat every so often but you mostly jam to the music.

“Let’s listen to Disney radio station!” You hand Jungkook your phone, “Hurry, put it.”

Jungkook takes your phone with a grin and selects the Disney option on pandora, the first song to come on is Lion King’s ‘Hakuna Matata’. You and Jungkook sing your hearts out, smiling, giggling and belting out the notes.

A couple hours pass like this, your throat getting admittedly sore. But Jungkook on the other hand is still going strong, he is singing all the parts in ‘Kiss the Girl’ with such passion…you can’t help but chuckle as you listen to him.

“Phew, I am worn out!” you say, laughing. “But I see you can keep going?” you turn the volume down.

“Oh, we can switch it up…but to answer the question you know I can keep going.” He winks. And you know he meant that innocently but you can’t help but blush.

“Right.” You hand him your phone again, “Our trip is almost over…you can just put on a playlist.”

“Are you excited to see your parents again?”

“Well, I just saw them last month…but yes.” You admit, “Being home is always nice. My parents have been bothering me for weeks making sure you are actually coming with me for Christmas.” You chuckle, “They’ll be glad to see you.”

Jungkook grabs a hold of his ears in excitement, you can tell he’s genuinely happy as he sits here and smiles that smile.

“I’m glad to see them too. And I am excited to meet more of your family.”

“There will probably be misunderstandings…but don’t worry, I will make it clear we are just friends.” You nod your head as you speak. Jungkook just shrugs in response, just fucking shrugs.

“Isn’t that your house up there on the corner?” Jungkook points forward towards the house.

“Yup.”

When you pull into the driveway your parents are making their way outside, they smile at you and you wave from inside your car. You turn it off and turn to face Jungkook.

“You ready?”

“Yes.” He grins.

You step out of your car and your mom and dad are rushing to bring you in for a hug, they hold you close and you feel yourself feeling right at home. You begin to pull away and head towards the backseat when your mom grabs your arm,

“You two can get your things later—before bed, before bed.” She guides you towards the house, “And hello, Jungkook.” She smiles widely, “So nice you are here again! Let’s go see everyone!”

“Yes mam.” Jungkook says with a small smile, he walks forward and shakes hands with your dad.

“Nice to see you again, son.”

“Yes sir, you too.”

“Stop being so formal!” you look back at him, teasing. You and your mom walk to the front door, waiting for your dad and Jungkook to catch up.

The four of you enter the house, it smells like pie and cookies and warmth and you know, like Christmas. You hear the chitter chatter of your relatives filling the house and you want to smile. You can hear your cousins gossiping in the kitchen, you hear their children playing in the backyard (The back door is open), you hear your grandma snoring on your dads recliner, while your aunt and uncle quietly talk on the other sofas. You hear what it’s like to feel at home.

“Look who is here, everyone!” Your mom announces obnoxiously. “It’s y/n and Jungkook!”

First your aunt and uncle’s attention are caught, they nod your way with smiles on their faces and you head over to the sofas to hug them each. Your grandma stays snoring on the recliner and you giggle, classic grandma.

Next, your cousins are coming in from kitchen. Three of them to be exact, Daniel and his wife Larissa and your other cousin who is your age Manny. Daniel and Larissa have 3 beautiful children who are playing in the back, you can hear their giggles from inside. Manny is much shorter than you, she’s petite and curvy and really, really pretty. You go in to hug her first, she wraps her arms around you loosely.

“y/n!” she yells excitedly, “It’s been since last Christmas right?!” she asks, still holding on to you.

“Something like that.” You giggle, “Hi Daniel, Larissa.” You go in to hug them as well.

“Guys this is Jungkook.” You finally introduce the awkward boy, he stands here swaying from side to side waiting to meet everyone. He bows his head in greeting and everyone says their hello’s. All except sleeping grandma.

“Well, hello.” Manny smiles at Jungkook, “I didn’t even see you there, which is crazy because you’re like crazy hot—”

“Okay, Manny.” You try cutting in early enough, but are a bit late.

“Oh?” Jungkook eyebrows climb to up his forehead as he looks at Manny.

“I’m Manny.” She winks, “ You must be y/n’s friend, I presume?”

“Uh…”

“y/n!!!!” Your grandma comes up to you all, her sweet perfume filling the air around you. “You’re here, sweetie.”

“Grandma!” you lean in and hug her frail body, she smells like she always has your whole entire life, sweet.

“And this must be your boyfriend, Jungkook? I have heard so much about you, dear.” Your grandmas opens her arms, signaling Jungkook to lean in and hug her—which he does.

“Actually grandma—”

“You finally have a nice boyfriend, your parents have told me all about him.” she winks, “I am so happy for you sweetie, I think I can finally rest easy.”

“Rest easy?” you question, “No grandma you are mis—”

“It’s nice to meet you.” Jungkook smiles at your grandma and she cheeses hard.

“You can call me grandma, dear.” She pats his back lovingly, “I want to hear all about you two. Shall we drink some tea together?”

“Boyfriend?” Manny asks, confused. “I didn’t know you guys started dating?”

“We aren’t—”

“Its new.” Jungkook cuts in. He slides his arm around your waist and you audibly gasp.

“What’s new?” Your mom walks up to you all.

“They’re dating.” Manny says, looking unimpressed.

“WHAT! Darling, get in here!” She calls your dad over, “Jungkook and y/n are together, together!”

“No we are—” you try cutting in but you feel Jungkook dig his fingers into your waist.

“THEY’RE TOGETHER?!” Your dad yells out, his excitement clear as day. You stand here confused as hell as your whole family starts congratulating you two.

“Wait, wait.” You try getting out but Jungkook leans in to whisper in your ear.

“We can’t disappoint grandma.” He says softly.

~~~~~~

“I met my Roy at a party too.” Your grandma says between sips, she holds her tea in front of her face as she reminisces.

“Was it love at first sight?” Your grandma asks, wiggling her brows. “Me and my Roy didn’t get together for quite some time so I don’t think it was love at first sight for us…when did you know?”

“Grandma…” you begin, “Can we talk about something else?” you beg.

“I knew only a few months later.” Jungkook admits shyly, he smiles at your grandma while bringing his tea cup to his lips. “I knew no one could take y/n’s spot. But I was content with being friends.”

Your eyes grow in size, his confession warming you up. You know it’s all for show but you can’t help what it does to you.

“I also knew after a few months.” You say quietly.

“Oh, how lovely!” Your grandma claps her hands together softly, “And now here you are! Jungkook…” Your grandma sets down her tea cup and looks over at Jungkook. “I trust you will take care of y/n no matter what, right?”

“No matter what.” He says quickly. “She takes care of me too.”

“And how does she do that?” Your grandma raises a drawn on brow.

“She is always there for me…she always tries to understand me even when I am in the wrong…she always tries to get to know me like she doesn’t already know everything,” he chuckles, “She always hugs me when I need it.” Jungkook looks at you with a soft smile, “She really loves me and I can feel it.” Then his mouth falls open and his eyes expand a little, “Do you… love me y/n? Like—”

“Okay, that’s enough about us babe,” you cut him off, “When did you get in town grandma?”

“Oh, just last night.” She mumbles, “I—”

“So,” Manny comes into the kitchen, her v neck lower than it was 20 minutes ago, you can’t help but roll your eyes. “What do you do Jungkook?” she leans down into his space, one hand squeezing his bicep as she asks her question.

“Um, I work as an editor for a film company.” His eyes shift to you and you roll your eyes again. “What about you?”

“Oh? Me? I work at a marketing firm. Was hoping to see y/n there.” She smiles at you. “But guess she didn’t apply? Maybe?”

“I didn’t get hired.” You state plainly. “But I didn’t want to work there anyway.” You grip your thigh in annoyance.

“y/n is probably too good for that company anyway.” Jungkook says, his hand reaches for yours and you relax a little bit.

“Right.” Manny nods her head exaggeratedly, “That’s got to be it…” she winks at you and you give a half ass smile.

“So Jungkook…” she finally takes a seat next to him, her hand still on his arm. “Film, huh? That’s soo cool. What do you do in your spare time?” she squeezes his bicep again, “Besides working out, of course.” She laughs.

Jungkook looks at you in panic, his eyes shifting from yours to his arm and you just roll your eyes.

“Manny.” You cut in, “How’s Luis?”

“Oh, we broke up.” She says smiling at Jungkook. “Nothing to worry about it.”

“And what’s to worry about,” you lean over and detach her fingers from Jungkook’s arm. “Hm?”

“Oh nothing.” Manny shakes her head.

“Manny, did you ever take my things out of the drier?” Your grandma speaks up, “Please put them in my room if you haven’t already.”

“Speaking of rooms.” Your mom and dad walk into the kitchen, their hands joined together.

“What?” you ask.

“Grandma is in Jungkook’s room. So Jungkook will have to stay in your room with you.” She says nonchalantly.

“Hm? Okay.” You shrug while Jungkook’s eyes widen just slightly. “Where are aunt and uncle sleeping? And Daniel and the rest? “Oh, we got a hotel.” Manny says, “Which sucks because it would have been fun to have a little slumber party.” She says in pout. You give her a tight smile and nod.

“Sure.” You get out, “Guess it’s just me and Jungkook for the slumber party.” You wink at her and Jungkook laughs as he squeezes your hand.

“Can’t wait baby.”

“Oh, you guys are gross.” Manny gags, “We get it.”

“Yeah, behave.” Your mom gives you a pointed look, “You’re still in your parent’s house.”

“Sorry, sorry. We’re just messing around.” You wave your hand, “Also, I can get your things from the drier grandma, I am going upstairs anyway to change.”

“Thank you sweetie.”

You let go of Jungkook’s hand as you stand up, he looks up at you in panic. You’re leaving him here with Manny?! He’s not stupid, this girl is clearly not caring about the whole boyfriend thing but he doesn’t want to make a scene by saying something to her.

“I’ll go with you.” Jungkook rushes to say earning strange looks from your parents. “Be—because I should bring up our bags from the car.”

“Ah, yes! That’s true, that’s true.” Your mom nods her head in agreeance, “You two go.”

Upstairs is much quieter, Jungkook thinks to himself. Just the background noise of muffled voices and occasional laughter. You two are in your childhood bedroom with both of your bags on your small bed. You are digging through your own luggage when you hear Jungkook clear his voice.

“What’s up?” you don’t look up to see him, you continue digging into your bag for some sleep shorts and a t shirt.

“This bed is tiny.” Jungkook groans, “How are we going to sleep on it?”

“I suppose one of us could make a palette on the flo—”

“—No.” Jungkook shakes his head, “I just mean, you’ll have to sleep super close to me.”

“That doesn’t bother me. Does it bother you suddenly?” you grab the small shorts from your bag and set them on the bed.

“W-What? No…” he admits shyly, his teeth on full display at he smiles at his own bag. “I was just saying.”

“Will Vanessa not like it?” you whisper as you find the t shirt. “Because—”

“Actually we—”

“—ask her?”

“No, it’s fine. Trust me.” Jungkook brings out his own change of clothes and stands here awkwardly, not knowing where to go.

“I do trust you.” You breathe out, “We can just turn around and change.” You offer, already spinning on your heels and lifting your sweater over your head. Jungkook continues to stare at you until he’s hit with realization. He quickly turns around and starts changing as well.

“You sure let Manny touch you however she pleases.” You spit out quietly. Jungkook freezes mid shirt lift, his eyes growing in panic.

“It’s not that I was letting her…I just…I didn’t know what to do…I’m sorry—”

“Yeah, I know.” You roll your eyes even though he cannot see. “I’m just—it’s my fault. Me and Manny grew up together. The boy she liked in high school liked me…and ever since then she’s always…” you wiggle into your sleep shorts, slipping the material over your ass.

“Oh, I get it.” Jungkook slips on a new t shirt, “I’m done. Are you?”

“Yeah, I am.”

You both turn around, smiling sheepishly at one another. He’s wearing black sweats with a plain white t shirt and you in your sleep shorts you always use to wear around the apartment that use to drive Jungkook wild and one of his black t shirts.

“Hey, that’s mine.” He pouts, pointing at the shirt you’re wearing.

“Mine now.” You poke your tongue out. Jungkook pretends to reach over the bed to grab your tongue which makes you laugh.

“Don’t let Manny touch you again.” You blurt out, “I don’t like it.”

Jungkook bites down on his bottom lip as he stares at you, he begins walking to the other side of the bed until he’s standing in front of you.

“Why don’t you like it?” he asks softly.

“It’s annoying to look at it.”

“It irritates you to see another girl touch me?”

“It’s irritating when that girl is my cousin.”

“Why does it matter who it is specifically?” Jungkook steps closer to you, he pushes his hands in his sweat pockets.

“I don’t want you to fuck my cousin, Jungkook. Sue me.” Your straightforwardness makes Jungkook chuckle.

“I wouldn’t fuck your cousin, y/n.”

“Yeah, because you have Vanessa.” You remind him.

“Actually we—”

“—we should head back downstairs.” You try pushing past him but he catches your wrist.

“Tell me why it irritates you so much.”

“I just don’t like it, Jungkook.” You huff.

“Are you perhaps jealous?” Jungkook lowers your wrist, but he doesn’t let go.

“Why would I be jealous?” You yank your wrist from his hold and push past him, walking towards your bedroom door. “Come on.”

You basically told him you weren’t jealous but why did it have to happen that when teams were being chosen for this game night, Jungkook and Manny would get paired together.

The universe is laughing at you. Manny is…shameless. She has no problem flirting with someone else’s man…you’re no exception. You can tell Jungkook is slightly uncomfortable and not really enjoying the attention but still, somehow you are fuming. It’s not like he’s being exceptionally nice to her, he’s just not being standoffish enough to your liking.

“Oh, Jungkook!” Manny giggles for no reason, she leans into Jungkook’s space, just laughing away while sit you here and watch. He chuckles awkwardly, his hands messing with the playing cards in front of him. You hate this view. You thought any view with Jungkook would be a nice one, but you were wrong. Watching your cousin fawn over him like this is making you angry as fuck. As it should, right? Jungkook is your boyfriend! Well—not actually. But still! As far as Manny is concerned, Jungkook is your man, and she needs to back off.

“Manny, could you maybe give my boyfriend some space.” You snap, your voice cutting in through your family’s chatter. The room quiets down and all eyes are on you.

Manny looks all around the room, red creeping on her cheeks as she sits here, embarrassed. She opens her mouth to speak when you hold up a hand to stop her. Then you use that hand to gesture towards their bodies,

“He’s clearly uncomfortable that you are sitting so close, and frankly, I am too.”

“y/n…”

“And he’s too nice to say anything.” Your cold eyes look at her then they slide to Jungkook, “Which is something you need to work on babe.”

“I am not even sitting that close, jeez, you are as dramatic as ever.” Manny tries to roll her eyes, while subtlety scooting away. “And really? You try to call me out in front of everyone?”

“Oh? Should we talk in private then?”

“y/n.” this time the one saying your name is Jungkook. “Maybe we should go to sleep. Start new tomorrow, huh?” The tension between you and Manny too much for him to handle right now, especially in front of everyone.

“I think that’s a great idea.” It’s grandma. “It’s way past my bedtime too.”

“I think your aunt and uncle were just talking about how it’s almost time to leave too. Perfect timing!” Your mom chimes in, “Let’s all say goodnight.”

You don’t say anything to Jungkook as you peel back the baby pink duvet on your bed, you just stare down at your twin mattress with hard eyes.

“Are you okay?”

You continue to stay silent as you slip under the covers, scooting all the way towards the edge of the bed as far as you possibly can.

“y/n…” Jungkook pats in the last of his facial moisturizer into his skin, “I asked if you’re okay?” his back is facing you as he sits on the edge of the bed, placing his moisturizer back in his bag. “It was interesting,” (Hot.) “To see you all…protective,” (Jealous.) “Tonight.”

“I’m going to sleep.” You are laying on your back, staring up at the ceiling fan. “I don’t feel like talking tonight.”

Jungkook lays down next to you, his body so freaking close. He lays on his side, facing you. His right arm going under his head, trying his hardest to get comfortable in such close quarters.

“No talking, but maybe cuddling?” Jungkook whispers, and you of course hear it clear as day because he is so fucking close to you.

“Call me crazy but I don’t feel like cuddling with a guy who can’t even tell another girl to fuck off.” You shut your eyes. “Not in the mood.”

Jungkook blinks a few times, your words sinking in. You’re kind of right, he should of said something too but he didn’t know what to say. It’s your cousin! In front of your family! And he tried his hardest to lean away from Manny as much as possible.

“I’m sorry, y/n. You’re right. I should have said something.” His left hand reaches out to grab your hand that rests on top of your stomach.

“Yeah, you should have. But now I’m the asshole who called her out in front of everyone.”

Jungkook remembers it, and he darkly chuckles.

“Yeah, and it was hot.” He admits, making you open your eyes as you snap your head towards him.

“You think me being crazy jealous was hot?” you give him a look like he’s crazy.

“So you are jealous?” Jungkook smirks, “But I don’t see it that way. I see it as being protective over what’s yours.”

“So, you’re mine?” you turn to lean on your side, your body bumping into his. “At least until the end of this trip right?” you laugh, “I can’t believe you just don’t want to disappoint grandma.”

“At least until the end of this trip.” Jungkook leans his head closer to yours, “You finally brought home a boyfriend.” He grins as his forehead slightly bumps into yours.

What does Jungkook mean at least? And why does he always become closer and closer to you?

If you were to lift your head up at all, his lips would be dangerously close to yours.

“Jeez, how many fake boyfriends am I going to have this year?” you joke, keeping your head down, “I really got to find a real one by now.”

“I know the room is dark,” Jungkook begins, “But I still want to see your eyes when we talk.”

“Didn’t I say I didn’t want to talk?”

“y/n…” Jungkook whines, “You’re still mad at me?”

“Not really, it’s not your fault. I’m just still pissed at the situation.” You admit quite easily. “It’s honestly so disrespectful of her. You’re my boyfriend. You’re my man. You’re mine.”

Jungkook’s hand settles over your waist, he grabs on and brings you in closer to his body. He inhales you, taking in your scent. You smell so good to him, he could inhale you forever. Your words echo in his mind as he snuggles you closer. Your man? His heart races faster and faster as the echo gets louder.

“I’m yours, hm?” he runs his fingers down your side, starting from your shoulder until the top of your hip bone. “Does that make you mine?” He breathes out, “Are you mine baby?” his fingers dance over your hips, your shirt and shorts separating his fingers from touching your warm skin.

“You know what I mean.” You huff out, closing your eyes from his gentle touch.

“Do I though?” Jungkook’s hand lingers over your hips, until he is playing with the end of your shirt.

“Let me touch your skin.” He softly begs, “It’ll feel nice.”

Your eyes open in surprise, what skin? Where will he be touching?

“Innocent, I swear.” Jungkook adds, “Just want to make you feel nice.”

“Isn’t that weird?” you finally ask.

“I don’t think so.”

“Fine.” You close your eyes again, “Touch me.”

Jungkook bites his lips when you give him the green light, he wasn’t expecting you to agree so quickly. Because what if it is weird? He just wants to touch your skin, no harm done. Jungkook leans up on his arms and tugs at the bottom of your shirt,

“I am going to slide this up a bit, okay?” he asks and you nod your head but you hear him chuckle.

“Words, baby.”

“Yes.” You breathe out, your eyes still closed.

Jungkook takes the material between his fingers and begins to slowly, very slowly ride the shirt up. His eyes have finally adjusted to the dark, where he can see you just enough. The shirt slides up your body, exposing your skin inch by inch. He gulps.

He lifts the shirt up until your pretty blue bralette is showing itself, your breasts falling to the side giving you a good amount of cleavage. He gulps again.

When the shirt is all bunched up at your armpits, Jungkook lays back down on his side. The cold air that spins in circles thanks to the fan is causing your skin to get goosebumps, your stomach feeling extra sensitive.

“Touch me, Jungkook.” You softly command. “I want you to.”

Jungkook swallows hard at your straightforwardness. His hand slowly creeps up to your shoulder, his fingers brushing against the material of the t shirt before he’s lightly dragging his fingers down your side. His fingertips hit your exposed skin, he lightly glides them down, just barely touching you. When he reaches your hip bone he dances his fingers lower until they’re grazing your lower stomach. His touch is so light it’s got your breathing getting just a bit heavier. He repeats his action a few times, starting from your shoulder until his fingers glide across your bare stomach. He’s right, it does feel nice. Too nice, almost.

“How do my fingers feel?” He clears his throat, his voice nice and low. Your eyes shoot open at his question. This is all innocent, but why does that question feel so dirty?

“They feel so good.” You breathe out, “So good.”

Jungkook smiles and continues sliding his fingers over your lower stomach, causing you to release a long, shaky breath. His touch is so fucking good, his touch leaving a trail of fire. As his fingers lightly skid across your stomach he leaves behind such heat. His fingers finally glide up, they barely reach right under your breasts. Your breath catches in your throat, his fingers so dangerously close to your tits and you want to smash your head on something. God, what it would feel like to have them being touched by his large hand.

Jungkook uses just his pointer finger to drag his finger down from the center of your lower chest until he’s passing your belly button, until he’s reaching your lower stomach again, his finger stopping at the drawstrings on your shorts.

You can’t help but release a long, quiet moan as his finger does that over and over. You clench your stomach muscles with each stroke of his fingers. Why does Jungkook have to make you feel so fucking good?

Jungkook feels himself getting hard against your thigh, but he doesn’t care to hide it. Touching your warm, soft skin feels so intimate and that moan you released? His cock needs to hear more. He grabs a hold of your hip, the material of the shorts in the way of your skin.

“Can I lower these a little?” he pants out. “Just a little.”

“Yes.” You feel your breaths getting heavier.

Jungkook slips his fingers under the shorts and slowly drags down the material over your hip, your panties sliding down as well. Jungkook grunts in approval, he thumbs your hip bone causing you to quietly whimper.

“You really like your hips and stomach to be touched.” He states.

“S-Sensitive.” You admit.

Jungkook massages the skin of your hip, very, very lightly. Almost like he isn’t touching you at all, like he’s just trying to tease you. And it’s working. You feel your breaths become more erratic. You keep your eyes closed as the light feeling of his fingertips begin to make you wet. You can’t help but slightly rotate your hips in circles as he touches you, and you can’t help but moan when he puts more pressure into his massage on your hip.

“You like that?” Jungkook breathes out, “Feel good?”

Your hips move faster underneath his electric touch, you start to become desperate, needing more. You finally open your eyes, Jungkook notices how dark and captivating they look. You reach forward until your own hand is at his shirt.

“Off.”

Jungkook looks at you, very confused. But he doesn’t waste another moment when he sits up and throws his shirt off.

“Good.” Your hands go to grope his chest. His strong muscles flex beneath your touch. You drag your hands down his chest until they stop at the waistband of his sweats, he throws his head back as you explore the front of his body.

“Want to touch you too.” You admit between harsh breaths.

Jungkook’s hand goes to the shirt bunched around your shoulders and tugs on it,

“Off too.” He guides you to sit up and he helps you take off your shirt. Your strappy bralette leaves almost nothing to the imagination, Jungkook thinks. The material is so very thin that he sees your hard nipples and he wants to brush his thumb over them. But he refrains.

“Much better.” Jungkook says in one breath. “Now lay down.”

You do as he says, this time you lay on your back instead of your side. You try breathing in and out normally but can’t help how irregular your breaths are.

“Jungkook.” You whine, “Touch me.”

“So needy.” Jungkook’s hand hovers over the top of your stomach, “My baby is so needy.” He whispers.

You reach up and caress Jungkook’s cheek, “I am.” You admit. Jungkook throws his head back, biting on his lip as he grins.

“Good girl.” His fingers lightly dance below your belly button and you whine. He glides his fingers lower and lower until they’re at your waistband.

“Going to pull these down…just a little.” His voice cracks as he stares down at you.

You nod your head and tell him yes over and over.

He drags the shorts just a bit lower, right before your pussy is exposed. His fingers lightly touch your new exposed skin, and you moan. The feeling getting you so worked up.

“I want to do the same to you.” You try say between your rough breathing. “Let me touch you, Jungkook.” Your hands go to his stomach, your touch anything but light as you drag your hands down with pressure. You reach the top of his waist band and begin pulling down until he’s catching your wrist.

“And what do you think you are doing?” Jungkook’s low, deep voice sends a shiver down your god damn spine.

“Innocent, I promise.” You mock, “Want to touch you too.”

“I think we have had enough,” he teases lightly, bringing his hand back to his own body. “Let’s go to sleep.”

“Fine, cuddle me.” You say, annoyed. You turn to your other side, where your back is facing him.

“Fine by me. But…” He sinks down further into the covers to spoon you, one arm going beneath your head and the other pulling you in by the hips, “Remember what happens when we get in this position.” You feel his hard cock poke your ass and you moan out quietly.

“What happens?” you play dumb.

“4 years ago, you asked me to cuddle you like this because you wanted to get fucked.” he says easily and you choke on your spit. He’s referencing that night?

Jungkook is so lost in you, he doesn’t care anymore. He will bring up that night a million times if he has to. He loves you. And he’s starting to get real tired of the constant tension between you two. He pushes his hips into your ass, you feel how hard he is and you squeeze your eyes shut.

“I also said this position makes me feel safe.” You play innocent as you bump your ass into his crotch.

“I make you feel safe?”

“You make me feel a lot of things.” You whimper, backing your ass further into his cock, it’s so hard and poking against you in such a way that drives you nuts.

Jungkook groans as he feels you circling your hips into his crotch. His hand goes to your hip and he squeezes tightly making you moan out.

“You got to be more quiet baby.” Jungkook warns softly, “We don’t want your parents or your grandmother thinking we are really having that ‘slumber party’.” He jokes.

“Then what are we having?”

“Just some innocent massages between friends.” He comments with a snicker.

“Oh? Is my ass massaging your dick so innocent?” you whine out, “I don’t really do this sort of thing with my other friends.” You keep your eyes screwed shut.

“It’s very innocent.” Jungkook teases, he begins lightly humping you. He pushes his cock further and further on your ass cheeks, he moans when you two find a rhythm. He remembers when he fucked you in this position, he remembers it well. How you sounded, how you smelled, how you felt. He memorized the feeling of you.

“Fuck, y/n…” Jungkook quietly groans out. He rocks his hips into you faster, and you hate everything. You want to touch yourself so bad. You want to slide your fingers down your shorts and rub your aching clit, you would like it even more if it was Jungkook’s fingers.

“Not fair…” you say in pout, arching your back.

“What’s not?” he pants.

“I want to feel good too…” you say, flipping to your other side, facing him. You scoot impossibly close until his cock is pressed against your lower stomach.

“Innocently, of course.” You throw a leg over his waist as your hands go to his chest to guide him to lay on his back. “Gonna make us both feel good.” Your eyes are glazed over in lust as you speak.

You straddle his hips and find the right placement in sitting down…his cock nice and snug between your clothed folds. You begin moving your hips until you have the right angle on your clit and you moan.

“Is this okay?” you breathe out and Jungkook nods his head quickly.

You begin rocking yourself against his clothed cock, he quietly whimpers at the feeling. Jungkook screws his eyes shut as his mouth falls open and wonderful panting leaves his lips. You watch him lose his composure as you hump him, you pick up the pace, becoming more and more desperate. Your clit is thanking you. ‘Thank you bitch’ it says.

“I—I can’t” Jungkook moans out, “I—I can’t do this.”

You immediately slow down, rejection sinking in. “What do you mean? You don’t want to do—”

“—I don’t want to do this with clothes on.” Jungkook groans, his fingers digging into your hips. “I need you naked. Fucking now.” He grits out.

You finally still as you process his words. Are you two about to fuck? Is this really a good idea? Again? But you are so far gone…you are so beyond horny that you are able to push your logical thinking to the side.

“Okay.” You look at him with lust filled eyes, “Take off my clothes.”

Jungkook’s eyes widen but he’s nodding his head so fucking fast it’s almost comical. He rushes to unclasp your bralette, your breasts bouncing as they are freed. He sits up, and you are graced with the sight of Jungkook’s mouth sucking on your tit. You arch your back, pushing your breast further into his mouth, his tongue swirling over the hardened nub. You throw your head back in pleasure, his hand giving your other breast all the attention it needs.

“Shorts, Jungkook.” You beg. “Take them off me.”

Jungkook detaches his self from your breast and looks up into your eyes and smirks,

“Say please, princess.”

“Fucking please, please.”

Jungkook’s hands quickly find their way to your shorts and your rise to your knees to help him slip them off your legs. Your panties go down with the shorts and Jungkook couldn’t be more pleased.

“Oh my god baby.” Jungkook stares at you with dark eyes, “Your wetness is literally dripping down your inner thighs. You are so fucking wet.” He comments and you smile shyly.

“You…” you begin to say.

“What about me?” he teases, his fingers grazing your inner thigh, he wipes some of your cum off your sensitive skin.

“You did this to me.”

“Yes I did baby. And I will take full responsibility.” He guides your body up his own, you follow his lead.

“Ride my face.” He commands as he lays back down, his hand in yours still guiding you when you stop abruptly.

“W—What?”

“Ride my face baby.” He tugs on your hand and you hesitantly make your way closer to him. You stop when you are hovering over his chest, knees on either side of his neck when you start to get shy.

“I’ve never…”

“Keep going,” his hands go to your hips and he’s guiding you further up until your pussy is hovering over his warm mouth.

“Now sit.”

“Jungkook—”

“I said, sit.”

And you do, you lower yourself over his mouth…you slam your eyes shut, feeling nervous. But then you are met with his wet, warm tongue. You stay still as he begins licking at you, his tongue licking a strip from your hole to your clit. You start to relax as the sensation fills you up, his tongue swirling around causing you to release a long, breathy moan. You can’t help but start to rock your hips back and forth…the feeling even more spectacular. You try to keep quiet, you really do. But Jungkook’s tongue is quite literally fucking you.

“Ah, Jungkook.” You throw your head back, your eyes rolling all around as you ride his face faster. You feel Jungkook moan into your pussy, making you whimper even more.

You don’t know how much time has passed but it does not matter. Jungkook shows no sign of stopping anytime soon, his tongue working to make you feel so fucking good. You ride his face even harder now, your thighs shaking as you squeeze around his head.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” You pant out, “I think I’m going to—”

You rock your hips as fast as you can as you feel your orgasm approaching, Jungkook’s hands squeeze your ass cheeks. He encourages you to rock against him even harder as he guides your hips. His tongue is laid flat against your clit as you ride him faster, you can feel how close you are. You thighs shake and you feel your pussy clench around nothing as your orgasm hits you. It hits you so fucking hard, like a strong wind that’s knocked you over.

“Fuuuuuucckkk.” You squeeze your thighs together, probably crushing Jungkook’s head as you come. You breathe so fucking hard as you try to hurry to come down from your amazing orgasm, you struggle to rise to your knees, so Jungkook helps lift you a bit until you are rising from his mouth.

You inch backwards until you are hovering over his chest, when he makes you sit down. You open your eyes, and take a look at the man before you.

His entire face is glistening with your cum and he looks so fucking happy about it. He’s trying to catch his own breath as he eyes you, his entire face wet with your cum. He is fucking grinning at you.

“You did so amazing baby.” He breathes out.

“That was incredible.” You admit. “Want to…” you start off hesitantly, “Want to fuck my mouth?”

Jungkook slams his eyes shut, and takes a few deep breaths before he slowly opens his eyes again.

“No…We should get cleaned up and go to sleep. Don’t you think?” he asks softly.

“Go…to sleep?” you ask, disappointed. “Sure.” You say kind of detached. “If that’s what you want.”

~~~~~~

Shame. Guilt. Regret.

It’s the next morning and you are trying your hardest to sleep away from Jungkook. But the bed is so small making it almost impossible. You didn’t sleep at all. Which feels unfair because Jungkook is next to you snoring away with a lazy arm thrown over your waist.

Shame. Guilt. Regret.

Jungkook has a girlfriend but you and him…oh my god you made Jungkook a cheater. You are the fucking worst. You let lust win in this dangerous game you two are playing, you let it win and shove it’s victory in your face. You hate yourself. You feel so fucking bad! Vanessa may not be your favorite person but cheating is never okay.

Shame. Guilt. Regret.

You wonder if Jungkook will feel these things too as he wakes up…you wonder if he will feel worse. Jungkook is a lot of things but a cheater isn’t one of them. He’s always felt strongly about the subject because of his mom and dad. Will he be weird with you? Will he feel worse than you? Will he be able to forgive himself?

Suddenly, Jungkook’s light snores go quiet and his arm is tightening around your waist just the slightest. He’s awake. He begins pulling you in closer to his body and then you feel his lips on your neck. He leaves just an innocent peck and then you think he may be going back to sleep with how comfortable he’s getting.

“Let’s get up.” You break the silence in the room, “I can hear people downstairs.”

“Oh, good morning.” You feel him smile on your neck, “Why don’t we stay here for just a few minutes?”

Has he not processed what he’s done? Where is his shame? His guilt? His regret? You feel sick.

“We really should get up.” You repeat. “I’m hungry.” You detach yourself from his body and rise from the bed. You don’t even look at him as you grab a change of clothes and exit the room to head towards the bathroom.

Jungkook is left on the bed wondering what’s up with you? Are you feeling awkward after last night? He thought you might be in a good mood…considering your orgasm…but instead your mood seems to be sour.

“Great.” Jungkook mutters underneath his breath. He gets up too, going to his bag to change for the day. When he’s done, he grabs his toiletries and makes his way to the bathroom. He stands outside the door, softly knocking. You swing the door open with your toothbrush hanging out of your mouth when you usher him inside.

“I’m going to wash up too…” Jungkook warns. He sets his small toiletry bag on the bathroom counter and takes out his face wash, moisturizer and tooth brush.

You nod your head as you continue to brush your teeth, toothpaste foaming at the corner of your mouth.

“How do you feel this morning?” Jungkook tries to make decent conversation as he applies his face wash to his face.

You spit out the toothpaste and rinse your mouth, wiping your face dry with a towel.

“Fine.” You spit out. “Just fine.”

Jungkook washes his face with water, and pats his face dry with a small towel, just nodding his head. He feels awkward.

“I feel fine too…” He adds, trying to add more to the convo. “Do you think grandma heard us last night?” he asks.

“Let’s not talk about last night.” You snap, “Can’t you read a room?”

You grab your things and leave the bathroom, leaving Jungkook wondering what the hell he did to make you so mad. Did you hate it that much? Maybe in the past he would have thought that but now…he knows how much you liked it. Loved it even. Jungkook doesn’t feel as insecure as before, he just knows the only way to solve this is to talk to you. Communication.

Communication would be a lot easier if he was given a god damn chance at talking to you but your mom is keeping you so busy in the kitchen with your gossipy aunt’s chitter chatter filling every crevice of the room. You nod along, even laugh as you listen. Jungkook is in the backyard with the three kids, keeping them entertained as you, Manny, Larissa, your aunt and mom bake in the kitchen with grandma sipping her tea at the table. Your dad, uncle and Daniel are in the living room watching some show, clanking their beer bottles together in celebration. Today is Christmas eve. Apparently this is when your family does most of the major celebrating, you guys bake and cook all day, eat a grand dinner and open presents. And Christmas day you just eat leftovers and chill.

The youngest kid has grown quite fond of Jungkook, she tends to feel left out by her two older brothers. Jungkook plays with her and she has already formed an attachment making your cousin in law laugh at them fondly.

“Your boyfriend is great with kids! Lucky you.” Larissa winks at you as she rolls the cookie dough on the counter.

“Yeah, yeah.” You say plainly.

“y/n…what’s wrong?” Manny comes up to your side, “Trouble in paradise?”

“No, Manny.” You snap. “But I bet you would like that.”

“Girls, let’s not fight.” Your aunt cuts in while your mom just looks at you worried.

“I would hardly call it a fight.” You hear your grandmas sweet voice over everyone else’s. “Now how are those drop cookies coming along girls?”

“They’re coming.” You say. “If Manny ever finishes with the dry ingredients.”

“I told you I was almost done, chill out.”

“Girls.” Your mom warns, “y/n, why don’t you go keep Jungkook company?”

Your eyes go from your moms to outside where Jungkook is and you panic.

“No, it’s okay…he’s fine.”

“You know what?” Your grandma speaks up, “I think I will if you won’t.” She sweetly chuckles. She stands from her place at the table, grabs her tea cup and makes her way to the outside table instead, closing the backyard door behind her.

“Hi dear.” Your grandma nods towards Jungkook as he plays pirates with the boys. He is laughing and pretending to have a hook hand, while the boys giggle and run around. The youngest claims she is the lost princess and that Jungkook has to save her. Grandma watches with joy, loving how well he gets along with the children.

“Hi.” Jungkook says out of breath from playing. He tells the kids to keep playing and that he will return shortly, they beg and whined that he stay but he says if they keep playing he will steal them some of the first cookies. The kids nod their head aggressively in agreement.

“How are you this afternoon?” he takes a seat across from her.

“Why is my granddaughter mad at you?” She smiles at Jungkook and his face drains of all color.

“Um…what do you mean?”

“Anyone with eyes knows you two have been strange all morning and afternoon.” Your grandma brings her tea to her mouth, “Maybe Manny was right, there is trouble in paradise.” She smiles again, “The key is to talk to her. Find out what’s going on.”

Jungkook groans, throwing his head into his hands. He lifts his head up again to speak but decides to just groan again in frustration.

“She won’t give me a chance to speak to her.” He admits. “She’s avoiding me.”

“Make the chance happen.” Grandma advices, “You’re a good kid, Jungkook. Even though you decided to lie to poor old me.”

“Lie?”

“You think I really couldn’t tell that you’re not really dating my granddaughter? I’ve been around too long to get fooled by something like that. But I see your feelings are real. So are hers. So why aren’t you two together?”

Jungkook sits here, absolutely stunned silent. He doesn’t know how to respond! Grandma begins sipping on her tea again when she lowers it to speak.

“Go talk to her honey. I want to see my grandbaby happy.”

“I guess we don’t have to pretend anymore.” Jungkook finally speaks.

“No, no. Keep going, it is quite entertaining, dear.” Your grandma chuckles, “Plus, it keeps Manny on her toes. Best if she thinks you are taken. Once she finds out that you are single…I fear for your life, boy.” Your grandma laughs out loud, making Jungkook join her.

“Fair enough.” He says, “But how do I…how do I get her to talk to me?”

“I’m sure you know her better than I do.” Grandma points out, “You’ll figure out what works best for her.”

And your grandma is right, he does know you best. But what will work? When you have avoided things in the past he has usually been the one to force answers out of you. Now is no different.

All the baking for the day is complete, you sit down at the table in the kitchen and let your head fall to the table top. You moan out in satisfaction that you all are finally done…how unfair that the guys got to just chill all day? Your mom has been cooking with your aunt for Christmas dinner while you and your cousins worked on pies and cookies. And they sat and drank beer. Typical.

“Hey.” You feel Jungkook’s warm breath hit your ear and you look up at him, his face so close to yours as he is leaned down to speak to you.

“Can we talk?”

“Nothing to talk about.” You lay your head back down on the table until you feel your arm being pulled upwards, causing you to stand to your feet.

“Don’t be a brat. Let’s go.” Jungkook pulls you up, and starts pulling you in the direction of the staircase.

“Let go of me.” She say weakly, “I can walk myself.”

Jungkook let’s go of your arm and instead reaches for your hand, he interlocks his fingers with yours and you roll your eyes.

“I said, I can walk myself.”

Jungkook only shakes his head in response, guiding you up the stairs until you two reach the bedroom, you both walk inside as Jungkook closes the door behind you two.

“Now talk.” He softly commands.

“Nothing to talk about?”

“y/n…” he warns and you feel your eyes start to sting.

“We fucked up, Jungkook.” You blink back the stinging in your eyes, shame, guilt, and regret joining you.

“How so?”

“What do you mean ‘How so?’” you ask incredulously. “Do you not remember the events of last night? You have a girlfriend!” you throw your hands in the air, “You are a cheater! I’m the one you cheated with…oh my god…”

Jungkook’s eyes widen at your words and he starts shaking his head. He tries walking closer to you but you only step back until your back meets the wall.

“We fucked up.” You cry out. “I’m so sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?” Jungkook asks softly. You are starting to wonder why this dude is not panicking.

“I made you a cheater.” You cry. Jungkook walks closer to you again until he’s wrapping his arms around your waist.

“You didn’t.” he whispers. “Vanessa and I…we aren’t together right now.”

You sniffle into his shoulder as you process his words…not together right now? What does that even mean?

“She broke up with me.” He begins to explain, “Said she wants to break up until New Year’s but I don’t think we will be getting back together.”

“Why not?” you whisper.

“I…I don’t know.”

“Oh.” You untangle yourself from Jungkook’s arms, “But you aren’t a cheater?”

“No.”

You sigh out in relief, a huge, long, heavy sigh. Thank God. You feel shame, guilt, and regret leave your body making you feel ten times lighter.

“So I have nothing to feel bad for?”

“Absolutely nothing.” Jungkook smiles at you, “Now can we go enjoy Christmas? I cannot wait to give you your present.”

You pull on your hair, feeling nervous suddenly. Is he just going to brush past this too? Are you two not going to bring up last night in more detail? Figure out what it means for you two? Are you two just friends who occasionally hook up? That’s not what you want. What do you want? “Sure.”

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“Dinner was delicious, honey.” Your dad says reaching over to cup your moms cheek. “I think I ate way too much this year.”

“Oh sweetheart, you say that every year.” Your mom laughs, “What about everyone else? Eat enough?”

Everyone around the table groans in happiness, nodding their heads yes and complimenting the dinner.

“Well, I suppose we should get on to the presents portion of the evening?” Your mom stands from her chair, “Let’s all go into the living room around the tree.”

Everyone makes their way into the living room, you and Jungkook being the last two to make it inside. You two stand here awkwardly, not entirely too sure where to sit since it is a bit crowded. Your grandma points at you two with a cheeky smile.

“Mistletoe.” She yells out. “Mistletoe!”

You point at yourself in question and then at Jungkook. What mistletoe? Then you see Jungkook looking up and his face turning completely red. Oh.

“We really don’t—”

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” you hear your various family members chanting. Your parents grinning like fools as they chant as well. Your grandma winks at Jungkook and Jungkook goes even redder.

“We don’t have to Jungkook” you whisper. Jungkook clears his throat repeatedly until his face begins going back to his normal color.

“No, it’s tradition right?”

“I mean, I guess.” You shrug, you begin to turn red yourself.

“C’mere.” He reaches for your hand and pulls you in to his chest, then his other hand goes to cup your jaw. “Just one kiss.” He whispers.

You feel all his body heat enter your body, his touch making you so fucking warm. You nod your head pathetically as you tilt your head up. Jungkook smiles down at you and leans in just a bit, his forehead pressing against yours. Your eyes go to his lips, they are pink and his bottom lip is plump. Jungkook leans lower until his mouth is hovering over yours and he very innocently pecks your lips. You wish his kiss had lingered longer but it is short but sweet. He leans away from you, his forehead still pushed up against your own when you surge forward and kiss him again.

You hear the hollering of your cousin Daniel and his wife Larissa, Manny probably pouting. Your aunt and uncle are giggling and your parents laughing but telling you to behave. Your grandma snickers to herself and starts softly clapping her hands together.

“I thought I said just one?” Jungkook teases, his hand lowering to his side but his other hand keeps holding yours.

“I couldn’t help myself.” You admit confidently “Now let’s do presents!” you turn to face everyone else.

“Agreed!” your mom yells out excitedly. “First, we have Manny from Daniel…”

The night continues, everyone exchanging presents. Your parents loved their gifts, your mom thought the necklace was very thoughtful and your dad says he would love to take you to the game with him. You give Jungkook your gift, he yelps in excitement when he unwraps his gift when he sees the boots.

“Thanks baby, I know I haven’t shut up about these shoes for months!” he leans in to hug you. “Now it’s my turn.” He grins.

He searches the tree for the last gift of the night: Jungkook to you. He grabs the box and hands it to you, a shy smile making its way on his lips.

“Here, for you.” He sits back and waits for you to unwrap it. Your parents and the rest of your relatives wait as well.

“Okay, here I go.” You begin unwrapping the box, throwing the gift paper to the side on the floor and are met with a brown box. You raise a brow at Jungkook and he just smiles widely.

“Go on,” he says, “Open it.”

So you do. You carefully open the box and pull out a wooden box—a music box. The top of the music box is glass with a photo of you and Jungkook, your heart absolutely melts into two.

“Open it, open it.” He urges excitedly.

“Okay…”

You lift the top of the music box, revealing its insides. Your absolute favorite song in the world starts playing and you feel the waterworks coming. This song means everything to you. He knows it is your favorite.

“Read what it says…” he mentions shyly. “There’s a message.”

I will always believe in you. I will always support you. And I will always love you.

You read the message to yourself a few times over and you start sniffling, a few tears leaving your eyes. You look up to make eye contact with Jungkook and he smiles. You close the box and slip it back inside the box and set it to the side, you crawl towards Jungkook and hug him. Your arms wrap around his neck and you throw your head into his shoulder, and you start mumbling your thanks.

“Of course baby.” He whispers into your hair, “I mean it.”

“I know you do…” you murmur. “I know.” You sniffle harder. “And I love you more.”

You, yourself aren’t entirely sure how you meant the words ‘I love you’ in this moment. You are so overwhelmed and overjoyed that you aren’t sure if you said it platonically or romantically. All you know is that you meant it.

“That’s impossible.” Jungkook chuckles. You slowly leave his arms, feeling embarrassed now that you’re crying in front of everyone.

“What did it say?” Manny asks, “You didn’t even share!”

“Let’s leave it between the love birds.” Your grandma says.

“Love birds indeed.” Your mom grins, “Well, Santa comes nice and early tomorrow!” she says to the kids.

“Are you sure about leaving them here tonight?” Daniel asks, “Santa can come to the hotel too.”

“Don’t be silly,” your mom says, “I will put them to bed on the sofas. It will be fine.”

“Okay, we will see you all bright and early tomorrow morning then.” Larissa begins packing up their things.

“Heading out already?” Your dad asks, “Well, take some food with you.”

You and Jungkook stay seated on the floor, as the rest begin cleaning up. Your mom picks up all the gift wrapping paper off the floor while your dad puts away gifts and you and Jungkook sit side by side.

“Did you like your gift?” Jungkook inches closer to you.

“I love it, Jungkook.” You lean into his shoulder, resting your head on him. “It makes me so happy.”

“What about me…do I make you happy?”

“So happy.” You admit. “I hope I can make you this happy too.”

“You do.” Jungkook leans his head on top of yours. “Like, you have no idea.” He reaches for your hand and tangles his fingers with yours.

“Do you two want to head to bed? We got the cleaning covered.” Your mom offers. You yawn in response, showing her that you could use some sleep.

“Yeah, okay.” You accept gratefully, you stand up taking Jungkook with you. You two say your goodnight’s and head towards the stairs up to your bedroom.

“Goodnight you two.” Your grandma sings, sending a wink to Jungkook and he goes red again.

“Why does she keep winking at you?” You wonder out loud.

“No idea…” Jungkook is quick to respond. “Weird…”

When you and Jungkook get to your room, you both rush to get changed and wash up in the bathroom. He finishes before you, settling into the bed. You come in next, wearing your sleep shorts and a tank top. You turn the lights off and make your way to your bed, you slip inside and groan in satisfaction…ah, sleep time.

“Hey y/n…”

“Hm?” you sleepily roll over to your side to face Jungkook, “What’s up?”

“I just want to say…” he pauses and bites his lip. “Thanks. I just want to say thanks.”

“For what babe?”

“For bringing me for Christmas…this is the first time I have felt so at home in years.” He admits, “You have no idea what this means to me.”

“I’m glad you’re happy Jungkook.”

“More than happy.” He corrects. “You have no idea what you mean to me.”

“Then tell me.”

“Can I show you instead?” Jungkook leans closer to you, tilting his head at the right angle. “Can I kiss you?”

You can’t help but swallow hard, Jungkook wants to kiss you? To show you what you mean to him? That’s romantic right? You aren’t totally reading this wrong?

“Why?” you ask, gulping down your spit.

“Because.” He breathes out softly, “Please.”

You can smell the toothpaste on his breath, you can smell his laundry detergent on his clothes, you can smell the shampoo in his hair. You inhale him and hold your breath.

“If I say no?” you blink up at him and he smiles softly.

“Then I will respect that.” He answers honestly.

With your eyes still adjusting to the darkness it is hard to see his eyes but you just know they are soft and inviting.

“Jungkook…” You scoot closer to him, moving your head to be at level with his face. “Baby…” you whimper out as you lean in closer to his face.

“Is that a yes?” He asks, his breath hitting your lips. “Because—”

Your lips find his in a slow, tender kiss. You peck his lips over and over and you can feel his lips shaping into a smile. You pull away after a few seconds, feeling breathless after the short kiss.

“Goodnight Jungkook.” You scoot down until your head hits his chest and you snuggle into it.

“Goodnight baby.” Jungkook smiles, laying on his back as he stares up at the dark ceiling. How will he find sleep tonight? His heart is racing in his chest. Are you finally starting to understand his feelings? He knows he hasn’t talked about them yet…but he will. Yes, he definitely will.

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NSFW alphabet for Liam dunbar

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pairing: liam dunbar (18+) x fem!reader

warnings: smut → nsfw alphabet

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smut night masterlist 💦

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

liam would so fucking use his healing powers on you!!

he'd hate to see you in pain, so when both of you catch your breaths, he'd hold your hand in his and heal you

you'd always reassure that you didn't need him to do it. But sometimes when you look down and watch the blackness in his veins soaking up your pain and uncomfortableness, you're thankful that he did it

liam would be the type to go for walks with you (if you're feeling up for it)

sometimes the fresh air can calm you down, especially after powerful and strong orgasms

he'd make you food!! thoug don't expect much

im speaking stuff like toast, microwave meals lmao

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

ass

lmao liam is such an ass guy ahaha

he'd love spanking your ass, kneading it or just holding your ass while he fucks you

bonus points for when you ride him!!

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

liam would make it his mission to make you cum

he knows that sex doesn't always have to end in cumming, but my god, he would do all the tricks in the book to have you cumming for him

it's something about the pride he feels to have you cum for him and from all the things he's doing to you

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

seeing you in his clothes would make him 🥵

like you just in his shirt and nothing else

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

not much at all lmao

the only other person he's slept with before you was hayden, but even then, that was one time

so both of you would be experimenting with each other, trying to find what you both like and don't like

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

would love the spooning position lmao - especially for cock warming lmao

missionary too

having you bent over the couch or the kitchen bench would be such a turn on for him too oh my-

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

ahh yes omg! like have you met him?

liam's a little puppy and being able to still make you laugh in such an intimate moment would be something that he loves

i think he'd be more serious if kinks are involved bc his main priority is you and making sure that you're safe and not in pain

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

i'd like to think he'd make an effort, but i feel like he'd forget sometimes??

or be too proud that he can grow hair ya know lol

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

super soft and cute!!

Liam would have a thing for holding hands while you guys fucked

and like i said before, his number 1 priority is you and making sure that you're getting all the pleasure you deserve

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

liam would masturbate occasionally, but not always

would usually be when he can't be with you - whether he's at college or if you're at work

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise

mommy

knife / claw kink lmao

would be a switch - like would love being a cute little subby boy for you lol

would be both a brat and a brat tamer

would also love experimenting with toys

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his college dorm room

his bedroom - his parents are at work a lot, so you'd get the house to yourself for most of the day

shower and/or bath

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

SEEING YOU IN HIS JERSEY (both his high school and college)

obviously when you tease him

would secretly love when you're a brat

when you take care of him - especially during the full moon and you're just cuddling him, praising and stroking his hair

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

nothing too harsh in terms of kinks (eg. heavy bdsm)

anything that generally weirds him out (not kink shaming, just saying)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

would be such a receiver though omg

like he's a giver, don't get me wrong

but there's something about the way your lips wrap around him, mouth sucking him so good

but when he eats you out, he'll do it as if he hasn't eaten in days lol

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends lmao

he can be both though - like fast and rough but would periodically slow down to hold your hands and kiss you all over until you're begging him to pound you again

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

lmao yes, especially before a Pack meeting

OMG OMGOMGOM

can you imagine being locked in a small closet with him bc you're hiding from a monster and he gets a fucking boner hahahah

if course you wouldn't fuck while trying to hide but it would just be so funny

and you'd tease him by shifting around and in the process would rub your ass against his crotch

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

experimenting is a must for liam

being still new to the sex world, he'd like to figure out what he likes and doesn't like (as do you of course)

as for taking risks???? i'd say no

unless it's something that you really want to try, but other than that, not really.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

honestly i think it depends

like if it's been a long week (especially the week of the full moon), maybe 1 round??

but sometimes can go for muliple rounds

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

would experiment with vibrators and light bondage but i can't see anything else beyond that tbh

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

hahah yes would 100% love teasing you

like i said before, he'd be a brat / brat tamer

while he's the brat tamer, he'd punish you by teasing you

this can be done through edging / orgasm denial, overstimulation, fucking you until you're have to tell him to stop bc it's too much

when using a vibrator, he'd love to hold it just above your folds but close enough for you to feel it

he'd have you whining, rolling your hips towards the toy to get it to make contact with your clit - literally anything to make him pleasure you with it lol

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

liam would be one whiney bitch omg

he's be more of moans than grunts - grunting would be if he was punishing you by pounding into you

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

would be a sucker for dirty talk oh my god

to hear you praise him, or have him praise you

say how good you feel around him

or to even tease you in public by saying all the things he'd love to do to you

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

muscley (obviously)

i think he'd be about average in cock size lol

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

that bby boy is a horny puppy i swear

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

pretty quickly tbh

poor bby would be so worn out lol

but i mean that would be after the aftercare lmao

like liam would never be the type to fuck then roll over and go to sleep ahah

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