finished reading lore olympus vol.4 n i thought i already had vol.5 in my book stack but i don't!!! âĄđđ
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when you get this, please reply five things that make you happy and send this to the last ten people in your notifications đ
hello angel! đ€đŒđœâïž thank u for sending this! Itâs so nice to stop, reflect and just think about things that make u happy at the current moment and is something I think we should all do! gratitude and self-love is so important đ
1. I like going on dates! Quarantine restricts us from really being able to go on quote-on-quote ârealâ dates but Iâm happy eating Taco Bell in the car, driving around and spending time with each other talking, listening to music and enjoying the views. Itâs simple but wholesome and sweet. I think if you are with the right person or just with someone who makes you happy, you can be anywhere and do anything (even just sit and stare at each other lol) and still be at your absolute happiest. Iâm rlly excited because itâs getting warmer now which means I can plan picnics in the park and hangouts at the beach & stargazing at night (within safe distance and health regulations of course).
My dream date would either be some sort of camping-lake swim type thing (swimming in a lake, cooking with a campfire, sleeping beneath the stars by the water) or âCakespeare in the Parkâ (watching Shakespeare in the Park on a picnic blanket whilst eating cake out of wine glasses lol). đ°âïžđ
2. Beach days! The best feeling in the world is when u come back home from the beach and u are a lil tired from the sun sapping out ur energy and u smell like the water. Or just the first cold dive into the water of the year and floating on ur back as the rays beat down. especially in freshwater... lake swims are superior to swimming in the ocean đ€. I love the sun and the water lol both in tropical places and here in Canada. eating fast food on a blanket, getting a tan and then swimming... đ„ș. And swimming at night beneath the stars... nothing beats it đ
3. Kisses đ„°. I used to not be that big a fan tbh lol but now Iâm constantly đđđđđđđ
4. stargazing! one of my new yearâs resolutions was learning how to spot constellations. i only know the big dipper atm lmfaoooo but itâs nice to be able to find it no matter where i go. that consistency and certainty is refreshing and reassuring lol and iâm hoping this summer i can learn to spot a couple of new constellations. âšđ đ
5. Water! waterfalls! Ponds! Lakes! Fountains! Rain! The beach! The ocean! Streams! Rivers! i only like going on walks in nature if thereâs water nearby lol. & rainy days are my favourite đ§âïžđ§
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whatever you want, my angel | xu minghao
SYNOPSIS. in which your boyfriend calls you a term of endearment from his native tongue.
PAIRING. xu minghao x gn!reader
GENRE. fluff, a little bit of humour, established relationship
WARNINGS. a singular kiss
WORD COUNT. 845
requested by anon: Hey congratulations đ on 2k! Hope you grow more (Ik you will!)! Fighting! đI wanted to request Minghao + #32 from List 1 (Fluff Dialogue Prompts)đđđ
- #32: "Did you just call me (pet name)?â
notes: hao looks so angelic in those photos i found omg going crazy. anyway, thank u sm lovely i hope u enjoy this đ„č𫶠short but cute hehe. this was the first thing ive written in 2 weeks sorry đđ
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"Just a few more minutes, tiånxīn."
You never thought you could spin your head around as fast as now, eyes locking on your boyfriend casually stirring a spoon in a pot on the stove, low hums escaping his lips as if he was minding his own business.
Though as you get yourself to squint your eyes, you notice the extremely subtle curve that he has to his lips while the steam swirls around his head.
"Repeat that."
"Hm?" Minghao perks his head back up, eyelashes batting together innocently. "Did I say something?"
You place a hand at your hip, cocking your head to the side as you point a finger accusingly at him. "That. That nickname. Did you... did you just call me tyenshan?"
Minghao nearly bursts into a chuckle at your mushy pronunciation, and you feel your face growing red from the slight embarrassment. He bites his bottom lip, trying to stifle his amusement, and reaches over for the lid to cover over the pot before turning to face you with a small smirk.
"Tiånxīn."
You blink at him, still a bit puzzled. "Tyanshin? Tyen..."
Minghao just quietly watches as you struggle to grapple with the unfamiliar term. There's a hint of teasing in his eyes, but also a warmth that makes your heart skip a beat. He wipes his hands on a towel before stepping up to you, letting an arm sneakily wrap around your waist to pull you towards him.
The sudden closeness steals your breath for a moment. Minghao's arm feels warm and secure around your waist, and you can smell the faint scent of spices clinging to him from his cooking. Yet his gaze at you is filled with nothing but affection, even under the dim lighting of the kitchen light, and you can't help but melt into his touch.
"Sweetheart," he mutters casually. "That's what it means."
Your eyes grow wide momentarily, as if taking in the weight of the singular term of endearment. It's such a simple word, yet the way he says itđwith such tenderness and a hint of playfulnessđsends a warmth radiating through you.
You feel your fingers knead lightly at the fabric of his shirt at his side, and a curl passes through your lips as you get yourself to lock gazes with him.
"Can you say it again?" You ask again, a teasing tone to your voice.
MInghao just chuckles. "TiĂĄnxÄ«nđ"
He's cut off when he feels your lips softly press against his. The contact is all too brief, and nearly has him chasing after your mouth when you part away from him. There's a mischievous look blanketed to your features, but he finds himself still caught in a daze at whatever boldness you just unleashed.
"I like the sound of it," You say wistfully. "Tell me another one."
Minghao lifts a brow. He has no idea what you're trying to plot (if anything), but he complies nonetheless.
"WÇ de tiÄnshÇ," he murmurs, voice soft yet confident as he gazes into your eyes. "My angel."
Your heart seems to do a tumble and a flip simultaneously in your chest, and grasping onto the urge to teasingly rebuttal seems to dissipate away right under his eyes and his cute ass smile. You can feel your feet practically melt into the floor below, and you resist the need bury your face into his shoulder out of pure, giddy shyness.
"Oh," You mumble bashfully, heat crawling up your neck and to the tips of your ears. "Hao..."
"Ah, and another one," he jests, and you perk up once more. "BĂšndĂ n."
"BĂšndĂ n?" You repeat right after him, before letting out a feigned gasp. "Wait, dĂ n? Aren't you literally calling me an egg?"
"Mhm," Minghao answers charmingly. "My beautiful, silly little egg."
An airy scoff escapes your lips, the tension dissipating into hearty laughter bouncing off the walls as you swat playfully at his chest with a hand, making Minghao bring his arms up to shield away from your playful attacks.
"Alright, alright," he utters out between breaths as he steps his way back to the stove. "I'm sorry, you know I don't mean it."
All you do is roll your eyes before placing yourself directly behind him and letting your arms wrap around his waist. You nuzzle your cheek against his back, closing your eyes for a few moments to relish the comfort of his warmth coursing through you, a few contented sighs leaving your mouth. You could probably stay in this position for hours and not get tired of it; his presence enough seems to soften away whatever worries you had throughout the day.
"Call me that more often."
Minghao just grins. "What? BĂšndĂ n?"
"IđNo!" You lightly flick him with your finger. "Just... more of those other ones, please?"
Minghao lets out a soft chuckle, the rumble travelling through his chest and sending shivers down your spine. He swiftly turns off the heat to the stove, then reaches down to gently squeeze your hand where it rests on his stomach.
"Of course, tiĂĄnxÄ«n," he replies softly, affectionately. "Whatever you want, wÇ de tiÄnshÇ."
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thinking about barbecues at the hotchner house:(
the whole team is over and jack and henry are running around, aaron making food on the grill ( in one of those short sleeve shirtsđ) and youâve made the snacks and side dishes
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omg stopppp đ„șđ„șđđ tw food
hehe iâve always envisioned the hotchner house being the âpartyâ house đ„ș â once you, aaron and jack (and maybe any other babies <3) finally outgrow his apartment <333 and when dave doesnât wanna host (read: the number of bau kiddos is growing and he doesnât wanna deal with the inevitable mess LOL)
aaron in short sleeves đ€đ€đ„°đ„°đ„° his sunglasses perched on his head, heâs squinting due to the sun because he refuses to actually put them on. and maybe heâs even wearing a âkiss the chefâ apron you got him as a gag gift as he grills up the burgers, hotdogs, chicken, whateverâs on the menu <333 and omg heâs ridiculously happy grilling too đ hehe you find his eyes and he has a boyish grin on his face as he waves a spatula, all â âlook at me, iâm being domestic đ«”đ»đ€šđ„°â đ<33333
and once aaronâs done, and puts allll the bbq next to your side dishes, he wraps an arm around you, pulls you against him and kisses your temple soooo lovingly, saying something like, âwe have quite the spread donât we?â đ„° and AH hehe the amount of pride that fills him đ„čđ„č heâs just so happy <3
and then heâs going into the backyard to round up all the kids and to tell the others itâs time to eat đ„°đ„°
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Hiii congrats on 2k sol obsessed with everything you write!!!!đ Could I request revisiting emo boy? Like what their relationship is like after and dates and how sex is like? Maybe beomgyuâs band really blows up and heâs quite busy, how does oc respond to this? And with smut? Tysm!!đ
playlist // beomgyu's encore outfit hehe // cont. of hey emo boy!
 âThe day of your one-year anniversary with Beomgyu was expected to be spent away from each otherâ but not if either of you can help it, far too in love to let anything get in the way of you two.â
bassist!beomgyu x fem!reader // wc: 6.6K (everyone stfu rn) // genre: band au, opposites attract trope, established relationship, smut, tooth rotting fluff tbh, MDNI.
warnings: they are in love and itâs fucking GROSS!! barely edited, the two have hella piercings hehe (bg: snake bites, tongue, eyebrow // mc: smiley & nipple piercings) pet names (sweet thing, pretty, etc.) use of the L word bc they are literally obsessed w/ each other.
smut warnings: hard dom! gyu, sub!mc, needy sex sorry đ, marking, manhandling, dry humping, biting, breast play, possessiveness, unprotected sex, bg picks the mc up, scratching, dacryphilia, dumbification, a lot of kissing lol, degrading, slight praise, fingering, creampie, cum eatingâŠ? lmk if i should add anything !
Notes: happy (late) birthday to the fic thatâs probably my peak⊠this story single handedly changed the course of my blog me thinks. thank you to everyone who was just as affected by emo gyu as i was.Â
Being in a committed relationship with Choi Beomgyu, bassist of Tomorrow x Together and an absolute unattainable heartthrob, was not very easy.Â
It was at first; with their blossoming career, it was more about the music than their looks. Fans were loyal simply because they liked their sound, their message, the way their concerts were filled with such energy and passion it left their hearts beating with adrenaline afterâ but of course, itâs hard to not notice the absolute eye candy on stage; low-lidded gazes, dark stage lights that barely highlighted their stunning features, and clothing that was just as alluring and flattering as the rest of them; inevitably, their popularity sky-rocketed, for better and for worse.Â
Beomgyu was left with more money than he knew what to do with. Most of the time, it was used to spoil you, his pretty girlfriend he brought with him everywhere because he was just too obsessed with youâ it made his band members wonder if he simply had attachment issues by how much his world revolved around you. But no, you were just as bad as him; present during rehearsals, always in the studio to cheer them on or give them a second opinion on a new song; it wasnât long before you ended up befriending the rest of them as well, a tight bond forming simply because of all the things you went through together.Â
As unfortunate as it was, they werenât the only ones forced to bear with negative and hateful encounters from the public; while they had their experiences of being mistreated early in their career, you had to deal with immature or creepy fans that had taken a liking to harass youâ inboxes on all social media platforms flooded constantly, your number even leaked once as you were forced to buy a new phone all together from how badly you were being spammedâ Beomgyu had been quick to lash out and tell them to leave you alone if they didnât want a lawsuit on their hands.Â
Overtime, they adjusted to their popularity. Schedules slowly became filled to the brim, their dream now a reality as they spent months on tourâ and while you were more than happy and proud of them and their flourishing career, itâd be a lie to say it was all one happy and perfect life.Â
You hadnât seen Beomgyu in agesâ decades, centuries, eonsâ in other words, two weeks.Â
The band had more interviews and performances than you could keep up with; if they werenât on some random talk show, they were at a photoshoot, getting interviewed for the next issue of a magazine youâd undoubtedly have on your coffee table the day it came out. Promotions, nights at the studio, it all added upâ and before you knew it, your one year anniversary began to creep up, and all hopes to celebrate it properly dwindled down in your heartâ but, having him here with you today was enough.Â
You didnât blame Beomgyu; you werenât angry or upset, because it was simply something neither of you could control. And though it did suck knowing you wouldnât be able to spend such a meaningful day together, it felt a little better to know that you werenât the only one hung up on it.Â
On the contraryâ you think Beomgyu might be handling this worse than you.Â
âBaby, baby please,â he cries, refusing to let go of you and cuddling closer to you instead, a mess of tangled limbs and blankets as he cups your face fondly, âpleaaase I know you said I shouldnât feel bad but please come on tour with us this week, I think Iâll seriously die if youâre not here this time.â
âGyu, baby, I really shouldnâtââ you say quietly, only to get cut off by his excessive whining and teary eyes. His bottom lip is jutted out in a ridiculous pout, squeezing your cheeks and holding back a smile at the way your lips puff out as a result; you attempt to push him off you, only for him to retaliate by rolling entirely on top of you, a loud squeal escaping you at the feeling of his weight pressing you into the mattress, his stupid face hovering over yours as he continues to plead you quietly.Â
âPleaaseee?â he whines, pressing his flat palms against your cheeks and getting your lips to puff out again; he ignores your half-hearted protests for him to get the fuck off, choosing to punctuate his every word with a kiss instead, his piercings a sharp contrast to his plump lips that crash against you with every word.Â
âPlease?â kiss. âWonât you,â kiss. âcome with us?â another kiss.Â
âPlease. PleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseââÂ
Heâs practically suffocating you at this point, refusing to pull away and mumbling the words against your lips, laughs breaking between the two of you as you yell at him to get off, that you can barely breathe with him on top of you; youâre pushing at his shoulders weakly as he continues to tease you, your unabashed laugh contagious as he quickly finds himself smiling as wellâ he only pulls away once he hears you yell a loud fuck, okay! Hovering over you with bright eyes and a wide grin.Â
His arms snake around your waist before heâs rolling over, successfully switching so that youâre the one on top of himâ he ignores the loud and exaggerated sigh of relief you let out.Â
âIt wonât make much of a difference though,â you say quietly, hiding in the crook of his neck as you confess your doubts, âYouâll be too busy and exhausted the whole day, I really donât want me to be added to your list of concerns.â
You went on tour with him, onceâ but you learned it was better off to not be anywhere backstage with him during those times, the boy too concerned and constantly doting on you to remain focused; any mistakes he made hitting much harder, a subconscious pressure to be perfect and give his all only trifolded by your presence.
âWhat? No,â he says immediately, sitting back on his elbows and causing you to look up at him in response; his brows are furrowed and he seems a bit baffled by your comment, shaking his head adamantly to emphasize his point, âI like having you there. I know you like being there, I want you thereâ I wouldnât be asking you to come with me if I thought you were a burden.â
He managed to pull out the exact words you were trying to skirt aroundâ your face heats up at his reassurance, much too intimidated by the intensity of his gaze as you bury your face into his chest instead; his chest bounces from the laugh he lets out, flopping onto his back once more and hugging you close, bodies pressed flush against each other and one of his legs thrown around your waist in a childish attempt to pull you even closer.Â
âPlus, donât you wanna visit Europe with me?â he asks, a teasing lilt to his voice as he feels you nod shyly; he knows just how much you enjoy the travel aspect to his career, constantly asking for pictures or to facetime while heâs gone, âI wanna show you all my favorite spots this time, and not through some glitchy facetimeâ I wanna spend time with you, sweet thing.â
âUgh, shut up,â you groan, hitting his chest weakly as he simply laughs at you softly, âyouâre so corny.â
âYou love it,â he coos, rubbing a soothing hand up and down your back, biting back a smile at the way he can feel your breath even outâ you remain silent. Partly because youâre falling asleep from his touch, and partly because heâs right.Â
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Europe is breathtakingâ youâve never been so grateful for Beomgyuâs stubborn, persistent mind.Â
The tour has gone as perfect as always, spending a few days at their shows before you simply resigned to stay at the hotel instead; after seeing that Beomgyu was so distracted trying to look for you during a show that he missed his cue (and played the notes wrong to another song) you found it better to wait for him and see him after insteadâ ready to help him wind down and relax after another energetic, adrenaline-inducing show.Â
Most nights consisted of you practically carrying him to the bathtub; cooing soft reassurance as he whined about how tired and sore he felt, shampooing his hair, massaging his scalp and tense shouldersâ most of the time, heâd fall asleep then and there, and itâd be another hassle to wake him up and get him out. Youâd lure him out of the tub and wait for him to change into your matching pajamasâ hello kitty ones, his idea, not yoursâ and greet him in the bed with a warm embrace and lips that peppered kisses all over his face.
It was during these moments you found humor in the contrast of his stage persona to his true self; from his usual attire, chokers and ripped clothes, wardrobe consisting of black and multiple piercings that decorated his ears and face, your thumb brushing over his newest eyebrow piercing fondlyâ versus the man that slept soundly in your arms now, long hair tied back and cute pink barrettes clipping back his bangs, donned in hot pink fuzzy pajamasâ and youâre sure that if his band members saw him like this, theyâd never stop teasing him.Â
You didnât have to wait long to confirm that thought; Beomgyu didnât bother changing as he met up with the others in Yeonjunâs room for breakfast the next morning, tugging you along and remaining unfazed at the way his band members burst out laughing the moment he entered the roomâ you felt a bit bad at the way you found yourself laughing as well, even more so because youâre the only reason heâs found himself dressed like this. (But again, he was the one who bought these clothes in the first place.)
âHappy anniversary, you two,â Yeonjun muses, smiling at the way youâre the only one who seems to process that, chirping out a cheery thank you! as you proceed to drag Beomgyu to the couch, âI feel bad that we have a concert today, ___. As vomit-inducing as it is seeing you two, you do deserve to spend the day together.â
âItâs okay,â you immediately say, brushing his teasing comment off and holding back a smile at the way Beomgyu is still struggling to gain consciousness, more tired than you thought as he simply stares at his waffles for a moment before finally digging in, âat least heâs spending the day doing something he loves.â
âGross,â Hueningkai says, scrunching his nose playfully before laughing at the glare you send him, âyou two are so mushy, itâs painful.â
The rest of the day leading up to the concert is spent peacefully; once Beomgyu has gained enough coherence to fight back against the memberâs jabs, heâs pulling you away to show you new sights and stores he discovered from his previous visits, spoiling you beyond belief and buying anything you look at for a second too long; you end up with more bags than you know what to do with, and Beomgyu refuses to let you carry a single one as he proceeds to take you one of his go-to restaurants, as he told you; saying heâs been wanting to bring you here since the moment he found it, smiling brightly when he sees you enjoying the food as much as he did.
To say heâs reluctant to leave you to go to the concert venue is an understatement; you think he might start crying at any given moment as he stares at you with shining eyes, unable to let go of your hand as he stands by the door of the hotel roomâ not quite ready to leave yet, but knowing that he must eventually as he chooses to bring you in for another slow, loving kiss instead.Â
âAre you sure youâre not coming tonight?â he asks you, trying to hide the sadness in his voice and failing miserably.
âAnd make you fuck up your setlist? I donât think so,â you try to joke, only to panic slightly at the way his eyes gloss over; your hand immediately jumps up to cup his face, laughing softly at his expression as he simply pouts at you ridiculously.Â
âHey, hey, itâs alright,â you grin, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips before you lean over to his ear, voice dropping to nothing but a whisper as you let your lips brush against his ear, âIâll have a nice surprise for you tonight, so you better give your best show out there, okay?â
The low lilt of your voice is enough to have him perking up immediately; mouth parted slightly as he stares at you, unsure of what else to do but nod pathetically, knowing he wonât be able to control himself if he thinks about what you might have in store for too long.Â
With one last chaste kiss, heâs leavingâ and only because Soobin was pounding at the door, telling him theyâd be late if he didnât go out this instantâ you think he might start crying as he gives you one last pouty glance, waving to you sadly before he slips out the door.Â
Youâre left alone, the room suddenly much lonelier and quieter than it was a few seconds agoâ and you laugh, checking the time and running to your suitcase to get your makeup and outfit for tonight.Â
A revealing shirt, a mini-skirt thatâs a bit alarmingly shortâ youâre pulling out a sparkling, pink outfit like itâs nothing, throwing it all on and doing your makeup as you check the time absentmindedly; your phone lights up while youâre in the middle of doing so, and a notification reads that the staff are waiting for you outside to take you to the venue once youâre ready.Â
Beomgyu loves performing knowing youâre in the audience more than anything; itâs something heâs made blatant to you, knowing that despite his mistakes, despite his small distractions, his energy always goes out the roof the moment he spots you there. So you knew how distraught Beomgyu would be to hear that youâre not going to the show tonight despite being able to, but the thought of surprising him is much more enticing than youâd like to admit.Â
With one last check of your appearance in the mirror, you grab a jacket before you go; Beomgyuâs favorite oversized zip-up, the clothing item a stark contrast to the rest of your feminine and bright attireâ and you smile, adjusting the purse on your shoulder before youâre off to the hotel lobby, where the staff are waiting and ready to escort you safely.Â
The venue is almost full by the time you get there; youâre escorted straight to your barricade seats front and center, smiling shyly and waving at fans that seem to recognize you; your face feels hot and you walk faster at the way they get excited at the sight of you, not used to the fame that comes with being Beomgyuâs girlfriendâ hell, you really donât know how Beomgyu does it.Â
Youâre more than relieved once the concert begins, any attention that still lingered on you immediately getting stolen by the boys that appeared on stage; you winced slightly at the loud screams all around you, unable to help the way you eventually joined inâ morphing into another fan in the crowd, the venue much too dark for any of the boys to recognize you just yet.Â
They looked stunning in their concert outfits; the professional, matching and dark outfits tailored perfectly to each member, intricate with chains and rosaries and pretty layers. Your eyes widen as you watch Beomgyu walk to his position, taking note of his hair that has now been dyed back to blackâ you hadnât realized how long itâd gotten until now, the layers framing his face and falling into his eyes as he goes to push back his bangs with a delicate hand.Â
There are no introductions tonightâ the music begins immediately, loud and abrasive and making the crowd jump along excitedly, screaming the lyrics and reaching out to try and get one of the members to pay attention to themâ on the contrary, you try to remain hidden, looking away and bowing your head every time Beomgyuâs gaze sweeps around your area.Â
God, you wish Beomgyu didnât turn into such a ditz whenever he spotted you in the audienceâ because then youâd be able to enjoy more of their concerts, addicted to the borderline euphoric feeling you get from attending them, only for it to be multiplied as your eyes catch onto your boyfriend performing, your heart pounding against your chest at the sound of his voice ringing out into the venueâ a surge of pride and love fills you as a grin spreads on your face, and it isnât until you notice a member walking around that youâre able to look away from him.
Looking up, you make eye contact with Hueningkai.Â
His mischievous smile and raised brows are immediately returned with a violent shake of your head; telling him to not say anything to Beomgyu, rubbing your hands together pleadingly the moment he glances back at the said manâ then he turns to you, sending you a playful wink before heâs off to another section, not without sending you one last teasing grin and a wave; youâre glancing at Beomgyu in a panic, unsure if heâs spotted you, only to be relieved at the sight of him too concentrated on playing to even look up at the crowd.
It isnât until the encore that theyâve all begun to move around, (save for Taehyun and Soobin, bound to their instruments as theyâre resigned to simply wave at the crowd when they can) changed into more comfortable outfits during a small intermissionâ Beomgyu is decked in baggy jeans and an equally baggy shirt, long hair messy and makeup smudged as he walks along the stage, smiling and waving at fans that reach out for himâ he plays his bass so effortlessly as he does, truly mesmerizing as he stops a few times to interact with fans; the sight has your heart fluttering hopelessly.Â
But the closer he gets, the more youâre buzzing with nervous energy. Gripping onto the barricade tightly, having stood up long ago with the rest of the fans that are eager to get their attention. Beomgyuâs eyes scan through the crowd thoroughly, smiling cutely and returning hearts until he spots you.Â
He freezes entirely.Â
Heâs no longer playing bassâ heâs just standing there, in complete shock as he stares at you. You can only muster to give him a sheepish wave, an uncontrollable grin on your face as you laugh at his dumbfounded expression, trying to yell at him to go back to playing. But he doesnât, and youâre jumping slightly at the way he takes off his bass and jumps off the stage, security frantically following behind as he rushes over to you.
His hands are on your face and heâs pulling you in for a kiss quicker than you can process; you hear the screams of the crowd around you, but Beomgyuâs got you in his hold so tightly that youâre unable to pull away, left to give in and melt against him as he kisses you for a little longer. Your face feels as though itâs on fire by the time heâs pulled away, his own alight entirely with joy as he grins at you, your head still in his hands as he leans against the barricade excitedlyâ you think he might just jump over it any moment now.
âYouâre here?â he says exasperatedly, eyes scanning you frantically as though he were imagining you, âwhy didnât you tell me, you shouldâveâ I wouldâveââ
âBeomgyu,â you cut him off, placing your hands over his and laughing at the way he can only stutter stupidly, brushing his hair behind his ear fondlyâ watching the way his eyes crinkle cutely as he smiles, your own sweeping over the array of piercings that decorate him, hello kitty earrings glinting under the lightâ and pry his hands off your face, ignoring the pout he sends you as you scold him instead. âGet back on stage!â
Your words seem to snap him out of his reverie; his head is whipping back to look at the stage, at the way his friends can only laugh at him teasingly and yell at him to get back hereâ the way Yeonjun yells directly into the mic is slightly embarrassing, shrinking at the way all eyes are on you as the manâs words ring out the venueâ Beomgyu, get the fuck back here!
Heâs only able to leave with one last chaste kissâ the crowd is screaming at the sight, and youâre resisting the urge to cover your face in weak hopes that it could take all this attention off youâ but youâll bear it, especially with the way Beomgyu mouths a cute I love you! before heâs jumping back on stage.Â
The poor boy is unable to take his eyes off you for the rest of the nightâ but on the bright side, there are no missed cues or wrong notes played. Heâs just entranced with you for the rest of the encore, his energy seemingly replenished with the way he jams out to the music; mouthing the lyrics even when itâs not his part, maintaining eye-contact with you during songs he knows youâre particularly fond ofâ and suddenly, the idea of spending his anniversary at a concert isnât as depressing as it was earlier tonightâ because now, he had you by his side.Â
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âBeomgyuâ Beomgyu please, not hereâŠâ you whine, unable to do much but bite your lip and swallow back whines that threaten to escape you, left to Beomgyuâs mercy as he immediately led you to his dressing room after the showâ the said man is much too focused on kissing and marking your neck to listen, soft hair brushing against your face as he pulls you flush against him; back pressed against the wall, arched prettily from the way his hands snake around your waist and press your lower half against hisâ youâre holding back a groan at the way heâs already hopelessly hard against you.Â
âWhy didnât you tell me youâd be coming? Hmmm? Just wanted to be a tease? Was this your little surprise?â he asks, biting at your skin and huffing out a laugh at the whine that escapes you; your hands are gripping onto his shirt tightly, fisting it in your hands and wrinkling the material as he lets his teeth sink slightly near your collarbones, âgod, you look so good tonight, youâd really expect me to be able to hold myself back?â
His hands are wandering down your waist; over the swell of your ass, fiddling with the hem of your mini-skirt before heâs venturing under itâ feeling the way you shiver against him the moment his hands squeeze at the soft flesh, fingers decorated with rings cold against your skin as he comes back up to kiss you. Itâs rough and desperate, lip rings scratching as he kisses you with such hunger it leaves you breathless; he grinds his cock desperately against you, eliciting a small gasp from you and allowing him to slip his tongue insideâ the piercing that decorates it scrapes along your mouth, unable to help the way your knees weaken at the feeling of himâ his touch is everywhere, leaving you dizzy and lightheaded as you can only melt against him, allowing him to press you flush against the wall with his own body; your miniskirt is riding up along your hips as he situates himself between your legs, panties already a mess as he begins to rut his cock into you.Â
âAre you sure you want to wait now, pretty?â he asks, looking down at you with low-lidded and fucked out eyesâ he punctuates his words with a particularly harsh thrust, laughing at the way you yelp and tighten your hold on him, âI could stop everything right now, send you back to the hotel like this and make you wait, just like you saidâ is that what you want?â
Oh, heâs cruelâ even more so because youâre left shaking your head no deliriously, your mind fogged with such need that your eyes are glossing over at the very thought of not having Beomgyu inside you right now; your voice is pathetic as you plead Beomgyu to finish what he started, throwing a hand over his shoulder and entangling your fingers into his hair as you pull him back into youâ heâs more than eager to return the kiss, tilting his head and pressing himself more against you as a hand reaches down to your thigh; grabbing the back of your knee, guiding you to hook it around his waist as he begins to rut into you mindlessly.
âSo cute, my pretty girl,â he mumbles against your lips, eyes trailing down your low-cut top to spot his favorite zip-up, a smile tugging at his lips as he merely sends you a cute smile, âdid you miss me that much? Already so needy from a little bit of kissingâ god, I love you so muchâŠâ
You think heâs mostly talking to himself at this pointâ spewing nothing but filth as his hands shove your shirt over your chest, grinning as he remains impatient enough to not take off a single item of clothing, choosing to push tug your bra down harshly before heâs swooping down to mark your breasts with a cruel smile.
âLooked so fucking hot out there, just made me wanna take you backstage and fuck you there,â he confesses, listening to the choked whine you let out, his pierced tongue playing with your hardened nipples, leaving them swollen and sensitive. Heâs looking up at you with doe eyes that contrast greatly with the way he sticks his tongue out for you, letting you watch the way he circles and toys with the cute jewelry he bought for you earlier today, pulling away with a coy smile and leaving them soaked with his spitâ he blows softly on them, watching with tentative eyes as you keen at the feeling.Â
âGod, you know Iâve been wanting to do this every time I see you at one of our shows? To make sure that everyone that looks at you knows just who,â he rolls his hips into you, nice and slow and letting you feel the length of his cock press against you as you flutter your eyes shut from pleasure, âyouâre here for?â
âFuck, gyu,â you pant out, snaking your hands under his shirt and up his back, grabbing at his shoulders and pulling him into youâ as if thereâs still space between the two of you, as if youâd die if you werenât touching him at all times, ââm only yours, only want youâŠâÂ
Heâs sneaking a hand down to move your panties to the side, the two of you much too desperate to shed off any layersâ and as you listen to the clinking sounds of his belt, undoing his jeans and pulling out his hardened cock, you busy yourself by sucking and biting at his neck, listening to his stuttered breaths as you suck and tease at the joint of his neck, his most sensitive spot as you bite at it playfullyâ youâre only pulling away at the feeling of Beomgyu grabbing at you hair and tugging you away, letting out a baffled laugh at the satisfied look you give him in return.Â
âWant everyone to know youâre mine,â you coo out softly, grinding your pussy slowly against Beomgyuâs tip that teases your entrance, your mouth falling open at the feeling of him mirroring the action, running along your folds and swiping at your clit, âall mine, my pretty boyâŠâ
He laughs fondly against your lips at thatâ bringing you in for a slow kiss, feeling the way your mind goes blank the moment his tip slowing enters you; heâs swallowing a soft moan from you as he bottoms out slowly, keeping himself deep inside and grinding his hips slowly against yoursâ and he stays there, a tease like always as he watches your brows furrow and your lips pout, telling him softly to move, to do something.
âMmmh, all yours,â he mumbles softly, pulling out slowly to let you feel the way every vein runs against your walls, clenching and fluttering against his length as he hisses at the feeling, âIâm yours, belong only to you, fuckâŠâ
Heâs not able to keep this agonizingly slow pace up for longâ as much as he wants to tease you, to have you crying and pleading for him to fuck you stupid, he isnât fairing that well himselfâ so it isnât long before heâs beginning to snap his hips into you, cock curving and aiming for that spot that has your knees buckling, pretty nails digging into Beomgyuâs shoulders and biting at the skin in order to try to stabilize yourself.
âSuch a perfect cuntâ fuck, ah, just wanna fill you up, wanna see it dripping down those pretty thighsâ stupid fucking skirt canât hide anything, ughââ his voice is deep and breathy as he continues to talk into your ear, his hands sliding down to the swell of your ass before heâs holding it thereâ lifting you up, forcing you to hook your legs around his waist as youâre left to his mercy; his chest is pressed flush against yours as he fucks you, and you can only bury your face into his neck to try and muffle your sounds, the rough way you bounce from his thrusts causing your nails to slip and scratch down his backâ he hisses at the feeling, only to be spurred by the stinging sensation it leaves behind.Â
âSo loud, shit,â he laughs meanly, grinning at the way you only bury your face into him more to try and muffle your sounds, âwant everyone to hear you? All the staff, the membersâ Iâm sure theyâd like to see what a pretty doll you are for me.â
You shake your head at thatâ but your body gives you away as your cunt clenches around him pathetically, the wet sounds of skin against skin filling the room and undoubtedly filtering outsideâ but you remain persistent to keep your moans to yourself, choking back on sounds of pleasure as Beomgyu only begins to fuck you rougher; your silence is a challenge, one heâll gladly take as he begins to roll his hips into you just the way you like it.Â
âCome on pretty, I wanna hear you,â he purrs into your ear, a hand snaking around to rub at your clit while the other remains firm on your ass, âdonât you feel good? I can make you feel even betterâ so, so so good, just let me hear your cute little sounds.â
Youâre playing hard to get. And Beomgyu takes absolute pleasure in it, watching the way you shake and dig your nails into him helplessly, your body being wound up from how good he fucks you; your thighs are sticky and shining from your arousal, poorly concealed pleasure only fueling Beomgyuâs ego further as he reaches up to tug your head out from itâs hiding spot.
He thinks he might just cum on the spot; your makeup is ruined, tears of mascara running down your cheeks as you merely let out soft hiccups of moans, your lips parted and brain completely empty as you stare at himâ he smiles at you in return, capturing your lips in another kiss as his hand begins to trail down; toying with your breasts, nimble fingers pinching and rolling your nipples as you jolt and whine into his mouth at the sensation.Â
âGyuâ gonnaâ need to, ahâŠ!â the choked whimpers you let out arenât enough for Beomgyu, and he only slows down at your request; fresh tears stream down your cheeks as you plead softly, breathy voice barely above a whisper as you whine quietly to keep going, donât stop, please gyu, pleeaaaseâŠ.Â
âHmm? Whatâs that? I canât hear you, baby,â he murmurs softly against your lips, slowing to nothing but a grind as he presses himself against youâ pelvis grinding against your clit, the feeling making you tremble as you dig your nails into his shoulders once more. âCome on sweet thing, tell me what you need.â
Youâre telling himâ begging, pleading, breathy whimpers and soft cries escaping you as you roll your hips into him, biting your lip and sighing exasperatedly at the way he simply watches you with dark eyes, slowing down until heâs simply bottomed out inside you.Â
âWhat do you want?â he asks softly, breathy voice intertwined with a lilt so sweet youâd almost think he pities youâ and by the way heâs looking at you, he just might, swollen lips caught between his teeth to try and suppress a smile. Youâre still weak and quiet as you try to voice your wants, looking at him through wet lashes, a pout on your face as your hands run absentmindedly up and down his back.
âWanna cum?â he coos, pretty hand reaching down to circle and pinch your clit teasingly, âWant me to fuck you? Fill you up? Hmmm?â
All you can do is nod along to his words stupidlyâ and obviously, itâs the very last thing your boyfriend wants, abandoning your clit and reaching up to grab your face roughly; fingers digging into your cheeks, forced to look at him as he merely glares at you and speaks through gritted teeth.Â
âTell me,â he says, voice sharp and dangerous as he narrows his eyes, âuse your wordsâ or, donât tell me Iâve fucked you dumb already.â
Heâs unhooking one of your legs from his waist at that; youâre stumbling slightly, leg too weak to let you stand as you merely cry at him to wait, bringing him closer to you in fear that he might pull out and leave you like thisâ his fingers still dig into your cheeks as you speak, drool building up at the corners of your pouty lips as you stutter out exactly what you wantâ what he wants to hear.
âWant you to fuck me, use meâ wanna cum, please,â you cry out, eyes squeezing shut as he shakes your head teasingly, as though to say and what else? âWant you to cum inside, baby please, just wanna feel goodââ
Youâre rambling at this point. But Beomgyu enjoys it nonetheless, telling you to keep going as he begins to move again; slowly at first, allowing you to feel the drag of his thick cock against your walls as your words become stuttered through weak moans, the sight making your boyfriend laugh as he slowly begins to pick up his pace.Â
âLike it when I fuck you like this, yeah?â youâre nodding in confirmation to his words; staring at him with pleading eyes, whimpering a soft harder, faster, that the man is immediately obliging as he coos at the way you yelp at the sensation. âWant it harder? Hmmm? Want me to fuck you âtill you canât even walkâ? Have to carry you out of here, let everyone see the way your sweet cunt is filled up by me?â
All you can do is nod to his words at this point; whimpering a weak yes, yesyesyes, want you to fill me up, use me, more more pleaseâ
Everything crashes down on you unexpectedly; your eyes are shutting tight and you think you might just black out as your orgasm hit you suddenly, cunt squeezing and fluttering around Beomgyuâs cock as he groans at the sensationâ he lets you ride it out, cooing soft praise into your ear before heâs pulling you in for another kiss; youâre barely able to kiss him back, moaning into his mouth and letting him do whatever he wants with you.
It isnât long before heâs cumming inside you as well; youâre so tight he can barely move, your cute whimpers and warm cunt guiding him through it as he fucks into you slowly, making sure none of his release slips out as he continues to fuck you, even after heâs become horribly sensitive. Then heâs still, lips still on yours and arms wrapped tightly around you as though heâs afraid to let you go.
âYou okay?â he asks quietly after a moment, still lingering close to you, taking in your appearance with tentative eyes. You nod softly, still attempting to catch your breath as you chest heaves against his; he huffs out a soft laugh, caressing your cheek fondly before heâs going to fix your clothesâ your mini-skirt remains up on your hips, his cock still bottomed out inside you as he coos about how good you were for him, caressing any skin he can get his hands on (which is a lot, considering your wardrobe) with a smile.
âPretty girl, so perfect,â he coos, finally pulling out and tucking himself in before heâs going to fix your clothing; not without slipping his fingers inside your cunt one last time, watching with hungry eyes as you curl into him and cry that youâre sensitiveâ heâs only satisfied after his cum is left snug in your pussy, smiling darkly at the way he brings his fingers up to your mouth for you to cleanâ you do it without any hesitation, and Beomgyu swears he might just be getting hard again.Â
âLove you so much, thank you for coming to see me today,â he says instead, bringing you in for a warm hug and a loving kiss; you merely hum tiredly in response, hands slipping out from his shirt only to be thrown over his shoulders leisurely.
Your face feels hot the moment heâs trying to get the two of you to leave back for the hotelâ because your legs are absolutely not cooperating with you.Â
âHoly shit, I was joking about that whole fuck you till you canât walk thing,â he laughs, only to get cut of by the way you hit him in responseâ heâs letting out an exaggerated whimper at that, rubbing his arm and telling you sorry, sorry baby, with a cute pout.
âUgh, I donât want anyone to see me like this, fuck,â you mourn, only for Beomgyu to pull you into his side firmly, sending you a smile thatâs not as reassuring as you wish it was.Â
âIâm sure no one will notice,â he says simply, swinging the door open and immediately being met with Soobin passing by.Â
He slows down at the sight of you two, glancing at your appearances briefly before he keeps walking.Â
âTry to keep it down next time please,â he yells out, turning the corner and disappearing from your sight before you can retaliate. You feel slightly mortified by his words, but Beomgyu isnât affected in the slightest as he leans over to murmur softly into your ear.
âShould we continue this at the hotel, pretty?â
You donât answer his question. But he already knows the answer, sending you a giddy smile and intertwining his fingers with yours as he leads you to where the staff car is waiting for you twoâ and you hold back a smile of your own as you trail (limp, kinda) behind him. Itâll be a long night, but you couldnât ask for a better way to spend your anniversary, no matter how unconventional it is.
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Hey bbgurl đ could I request a dad Teyam fic where reader walks in on him playing dress up with the kids, just a fluffy situation đ€đ
btw I will not mind if u give it a spicy ending đ if u want to â€ïž
âšđLOVE YOU!!âšđ
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this is such a cute idea. YES. love you too hehe đ
(i know itâs very unlikely for an oloâeyktan or tsahĂŹk to not be wearing their garments, but jake and moâat seem pretty understanding. and the kids are only borrowing it for a few hours!)
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âme next, me next!â txonuk yells, tugging at the feather ensemble tsantu is sporting.
âcareful, careful now.â neteyam gently says. âwe have to take good care of these, grandpa was nice enough to let you borrow them for a bit.â
âbut dad, i wanna have a turn at oloâeyktan!â txonuk crosses his arms, jutting his lower lip out.
âyou will, txonuk. you just have to be patient and wait your turn, yes?â neteyam questions, ruffling the braids on top of his sonâs head.
txonuk sits, still pouting. seâayl approaches him with the tsahĂŹk headpiece. âhere, ânuk. you can be tsahĂŹk!â
nima giggles beside her sister. âânuk is sa-heek!â she erupts in a fit of laughter, running to her fathers side.
txonuk scowls, holding an arm out to seâayl. âno! i donât wanna be tsahĂŹk. i wanna be oloâeyktan!â
âokay, txonuk. itâs your turn now.â tsantu says, lifting the feathery ensemble off himself.
nimaâs tiny fists ball up as she rubs her eyes, simultaneously yawning. âdaddy? i sweepy.â
âyouâre sleepy, hm? all right nima, come on.â neteyam scoops his youngest up, her head immediately resting on his shoulder as she yawns again.
you pull back the flap to your marui, slipping inside with the basket of fruits youâve been harvesting all day.
âmama!â tsantu runs over to you, grabbing the basket so you donât have to carry it over to where you eat.
you smile at your oldest, kissing his forehead before he walks off with the basket. âthank you, tsantu.â you glance around at your other children, and your mate. âwhoa, whatâs going on here?? you didnât tell me the oloâeyktan and tsahĂŹk were here!â you kneel before txonuk and seâayl, signing an âi see youâ to both of them.
they both erupt in a fit of giggles, making sure to sign back to you.
âweâre playing dress up, mama! grandpa said it was okay.â seâayl explains, carefully removing the headpiece from her hair. âyou try, mama! play dress up with us!â stretching on her tiptoes, seâayl carefully places the headpiece on top of your head. she gasps, clapping excitedly. âmama, you look so pretty! daddy, look!â
neteyam is just tucking nima in, whoâs out like a light. walking back over, he sees that youâre now wearing his grandmotherâs headpiece.
and you look beautiful in it.
âoh, wowâŠâ neteyam exclaims, unable to keep his eyes off you.
your mateâs gaze never failed to give you butterflies, even after twelve years of being mated with four children.
âwell?â you question, smiling. âwhat do you think?â
before neteyam can answer, txonuk is handing him the feather ensemble. âdad, your turn! play dress up with mama!â
your mate chuckles, carefully taking the accessory from your son and sliding it over his own head.
you stand, and take a step back, admiring how good your mate looks in the garments. stepping closer, you circle around him, fingertips tracing along his skin, earning a shiver from him.
âthis is a good look for you.â you whisper, fingers intertwining with his as you smile up at him.
neteyam chuckles, kneeling on one knee as he kisses both of your hands. âmy beautiful tsahĂŹk.â he glances over at tsantu and seâayl, who are taking turns yawning now. âall right, come on. let us settle in for the night.â
the rest of your children settle beside nima for the night, yawning as they close their eyes. you and neteyam kiss each of their foreheads goodnight, before tying the flap to your marui closed.
smirking, you pull your mate close, trailing your fingers down his chest.
âdo you think we could make a small stop before returning this?â you purr, tail swishing eagerly behind you.
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streamers!dreamies as your bf
special 1k!
cw: female reader, pure fluff.
note: thank you so much for your support đđ i'll do my best to keep giving you content!! i love you guys! stay safe đ
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mark
at first he didn't really want to introduce you bc he was scared of the hate you'll get but his viewers immediately accepted you and now he loves streaming with you. loves playing chill games like animal crossing or the sims 4 but also loves games where you need to play in team like fortnite or overwatch (you both keep dying trying to save each other but you dont care). obsessed with doing reacts and mostly with you (bc he gets to hold your hand and see you all excited hehe) doesn't really like showing affection on streams but does it behind the camera like putting his hand on your tight or holding your hand and playing with it when he's just chatting or reacting. his chat always asks abt you when you're not here and he gets pouty bc you're getting more attention than him from his own viewers. gets all happy when he sees you in the chat bc he loves when you take time to watch his streams. talks abt you a lot without even realizing it. "oh y/n have the same shirt", "wait this place looks so cool i wanna go with y/n" (he literally write down the name of the place to show you later), "this game is so cool i have to try it with y/n" (he calls you immediately to ask you to come over). "hold on i got a text from y/n" and the chat always trases him abt it: "we get it you're in love!!đ" "stop pausing the video to talk abt y/n we're trying to watchđĄ".
renjun
don't really care abt haters and you do too so he didn't really have a problem introducing you asap. can't focus at first bc he can't get used to you sharing his passion, it really warms his heart. loves when the chat compliment you and he gets all clingy and smiley when they did bc he's just so proud to have you. more a switch player like mario or zelda games but when he starts playing more raging games like valorant or call of duty, he takes it really serious and play for his life and it surprises you everytime. watches animes or cartoons with you on stream bc you both love it and his viewers does too. loves doing diy with you bc it's so relaxing. loves doing vlog streams when you're going to the grocery or to the park bc he gets to film you both holding hands and being all lovey dovey. will give you small kisses everywhere on the face but the lips bc he wants to keep some intimacy. tweets about you a lot: "hi everyone i love my gf", "can't stream today i wanna cuddle y/n all day sorry guys". bought spare headphones and a controller for you so you can always join him whenever you want.
jeno
oh this man loves showing you off. he will not hesitate to show everyone that you're his. lets you sit on his lap while he plays, gives you a kiss when he feels like it or gives you long stares that just makes his chat scream (mostly bc they're jealous of what you both have). this man is obsessed with war games like battlefield or call of duty and gets bored when he plays chill games (but sometimes gets into it bc it's with you). can get really serious and don't want to be bothered when he's focused and you know that so you just watch him play and cheer him up. also loves playing horror games with you bc it's so funny. his viewers are so supportive and also always makes comments on how they're going to steal you from him so he gets clingy and hold you close while teasing them: "oh try me i'll fight for my life if i need to.". always posts pictures of you on instagram and spend minutes talking abt it on stream "y'all saw my new ig post? she's literally the prettiest girl ever i knoow", "should i post another one? ahhh my girl looks so good". always reassure you and shower you with love when you get insecure bc of the few hate comments you get.
haechan
he can literally spend a whole day on live. like this man really needs to touch grass sometimes. but his viewers are so loyal and supportive that they accepted you immediately (ofc there were hate comments but hc banned those ppl lol) and it just made hc so happy bc he loves sharing his passion with you. can someone get this man off league of legend and valorant? like you always try to convince him to play something else and sometimes he does bc it's with you but as soon as he can go back to his games he will. oh and you both loves reacts sooo much and he's mostly known for those reacts bc you both are just so funny. loves small horror games bc he can hold you while he plays bc you're scared and he also likes making fun of your reactions. takes breaks just to call you between games "say hi to the chat baby", "can you come over i miss you". when it comes to showing affection, he gets more and more comfortable with time, starting with small kisses and touchings to sitting on his lap and small neck kisses. you get worried a lot bc of the time he spend on playing games but he always reassure you that he's fine. has 2 days off in the week to spend time with you and rest. even if he spends a lot of time on his pc, he always listen when it gets too much for you and try his best to give you the attention you need.
jaemin
this man is crazy in love with you so he introduced you to his viewers as soon as he could. it got a lot of bad reactions that he didn't expect but he didn't really paid attention bc he's just happy to introduce his baby. obsessed with tycoons mostly cooking one and loves playing it with you. also a lot of Minecraft, he builds houses and tell his viewers that it's your future house with 3 cats and 2 dogs. does reacts sometimes but only when you're with him. loves showing the pictures he took of you (he keeps some of it for himself ofc). he doesn't really like kissing or holding you on live bc he likes keeping this moments between you, when you're alone but he doesn't hesitate to compliment you in front of the chat. "look at my babyyyy", "oh my god why are you so cute", "i can't concentrate you're too pretty", "oh my god you did so good sweetheart" (and he gives you small cheek kisses when he can't resist it) always takes time off to spend it with you and give you the attention you need. like he can cut a stream anytime if you need him (even if it's just to go to the grocery bc you're craving something) and his viewers got used to it.
chenle
talked a lot about you during his streams but didn't really introduced you at first bc he was scared and shy (even if his chat encouraged him a lot) but once he did he didn't regret it bc streaming was even funnier with you. loves playing funny games and mostly sports games (get him off nba2k pls). you mostly watch him play and comment but he tries to involve you as much as he can. loves when the chat compliment you and even gets a bit shy bc he's proud that you're his. not really affective on live but teases you a lot and looks at you with so much love that the chat teases him and he gets all shy everytime. gets complains from the viewers bc he's always teasing you: "leave our baby alone!đĄ" "you're so cruel omgđ". and he always goes like "it's my love language leave me alone!!". always makes sure you're comfortable with it ofc, he will always asks you when the camera's off if you're okay with the teasing. face times you during streams to ask you random questions "hey what is the name of the new noodles we tried the other day?" "am i bad ta nba2k? my chat is bullying me help". always makes sure he have free time to spend it with you bc he's way more comfortable when you're alone.
jisung
really really shy at first (even now but less). he talked abt you before and his chat always asks him to invite you but he'll get shy and just change the subject. but you appeared on his live by accident one day. "hey jisung did you see my- oh...", "hum... guys this is y/n. my girlfriend." was very surprised by his viewers positive reactions and got more and more comfortable with you being around during his lives. even bought spare headphones for you. he mostly does reacts like tv reality shows or animes bc he loves watching those with you and even more on live. don't play a lot or when he does it's chill games bc he gets stressed easily. he loves playing Minecraft bc it's relaxing and also you love watching him playing it. also loves playing the sims 4 with bc it's a mess. hates when you makes him play horror games (but found himself having a bit of fun) whenever his viewers asks him to play a new game he just goes "nooo i want to play it with y/n" and pout. loves irl streaming when you go to the arcade. small attentions during streams like getting you snacks, making sure you're comfortable or caressing your tight (bc it's behind the camera) when you're getting anxious. has a lot of free time for you bc he doesn't stream a lot (like 3 times a week) but when he does it's long streams.
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eyes locked, hands locked | â
pairing: prince!soobin x reader
genre: royal!au, fluff<3
prompts: - âwas that your first kiss?â
- âstop looking at me like thatâ
warnings: none!
word count: 1.3k
a/n: i apologise for the long wait my lovely anon!!đđđ have fun reading hehe!! :DD<3đđđđđ honestly, going through this one again really makes me want to have another go at royal aus, perhaps something longer?? but at the same time i have too many wips going on and AHHHHHHHH i wish the fics would write themselves as fast as my thoughts go through my brain<//3
â = repost from my old blog!!
there was nothing more besides the cheery, tiny crickets in the grass that kept you company in the coldness of the night.
while everybody else was busy running around the castle, setting food down on the tables or balancing the champagne-filled glasses on silver trays, your one and only job was to watch over the gardenâs flower section, careful so as not to let any curious kids wander off around the perimeter and trample all over them in the darkness.
that was how you were supposed to spend your evening: pacing around the cobblestone pathway, watching the moon and stars, feeling your heart ache as the grand classical music pierced the silence at midnight, wondering if soobin had found himself a partner to dance with, to hold close, to court.
you could tell that the chore had been specially tailored for you by the queen: it kept you away from the ballroom, the guests, and most importantly, from her son. she wasnât exactly fond of the way the relationship between the two of you had been evolving- your presence left a bitter taste in her mouth, she couldnât risk having you, a maid, impede the royal family from continuing their pure, blue blood heritage.
you were way too absorbed by the dancing silhouettes you could see from the windows -wishing that you, too, could slip inside- that you didnât hear the sound of footsteps approaching.
soobin was right behind your back, out of breath, hands slightly sweating while he looked at your figure. he wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling you in tightly as he tenderly embraced you âi missed youâ you heard him whisper, his breath tickling the back of your neck.
you couldnât fight back the smile taking over your face, feeling relief that he was alongside you, and not with some stranger, holding them close to his chest, swaying them across the dance floor âhow did you sneak out?â
âbeomgyu helped me- he made a mess at the dining table while attempting to pull a magic trickâ soobin chuckled, remembering the way all the plates and glasses flew in the air as his friend pulled at the table cloth âneedless to say, my parents were too astounded to keep their eyes on meâ
you laughed at his explanation, knowing beomgyu, the incident must have been much more ridiculous than anything you could ever imagine. he sacrificed himself just so that the two of you could meet. however, the royal family adored him too much to ever throw him out, not matter how chaotic his endeavours were.
âi missed thisâ soobin placed a kiss on your right shoulder â-and thisâ he sweetly pecked your cheek, then spun your body around so that you could fully face him. the dim light shining from the lamp poles illuminated your features, giving them a gentle, mellow glow, and, perhaps without even realising it, soobin was leaning closer towards your lips. your breath hitched in your throat as you noticed how short the distance between you was getting, and yet, you allowed him to do it- to close the remaining gap.
you were stiff, anxious, forgetting to close your eyes or at least kiss him back, your mind could only focus on the softness of his lips and how his hand began to trail further down your waist. soobin separated himself from you hesitantly, not too much, only to the point where you could still feel his breath fanning on your face âi apologise, did i go too far-â
âno- thatâs not the caseâ you cut him off. there was a tremble in your voice and it was impossible for him to tell whether it was from anger, sadness, or perhaps nervousness. you tapped your lips with your fingers, struggling the words that wouldnât make this more embarrassing for you than it already was.
soobinâs head tilted to the side, expecting you to go on further. he couldnât quite understand why you just stood there when he kissed you, like a statue devoid of emotion. you had always been cold on the surface, mostly unaccepting of any external forces. that didnât stop soobin from delving deeper inside your heart, he knew that, in reality, behind all your pretending, you were warm, a certain kind of warmth that heâd crave more and more as time went on.
which is why, despite all the distance you had desperately tried to place between the two of you over the years, he still found himself calling out for you. it was inevitable- you were pulling him in like a magnet.
the flowers seemed to pick at his interest only when he walked around the garden with you. maybe because he was all too immersed by your gaze, wanting to find out which plant had your wholehearted attention. maybe it was because he wanted you to look at him that way too- or, maybe he just dreamed of gifting you a bouquet of all your favorite flowers, all handpicked by him from the garden.
the pastries tasted better whenever you were the one who made them, not mr. hughes, the main chef, or any of the other maids. so, each time he spotted a fresh batch made by you in the castleâs kitchen, heâd place one in his mouth stuffing his pockets with at least four more pieces. the butter from the sweets turned the fabric into a dirty, buttery mess, which the maids on cleaning duty loved to complain about. they couldnât get how, at some point during the week, the pants in his laundry basket managed to reach this state.
he couldnât deny it, he was completely, thoroughly infatuated by you.
âitâs all new to meâ you attempted to reveal the truth, unaware of how vague your statement must have sounded.
soobin continued to look at you with a purely clueless look âwhat is?â the tone of his voice was a mixture of confusion and concern.
âthisâ your thumb reached out to graze his lower lip, eyes following the motion. soobin took your hand, holding it against his cheek while smiling.
âwas that your first kiss?â his voice quivered as he asked, hiding a laugh. the situation, albeit embarrassing for you, was foolishly endearing for him.
âstop looking at me like thatâ you dodged his question, returning to your usual, rash behaviour, but soobin knew that you were only doing it out of nervousness.
âwhy? am i making your heart thump faster?â he whispered, placing a kiss on the inside of your palm âor-â he leaned down, continuing to speak in a low tone as he reached your ear âperhaps you already want more?â
you gave his shoulder a slight push. where was the flustered boy from a few seconds ago, the one whose eyes widened at the thought of having stolen your first kiss?
âi think youâre getting way too ahead of yourself-â
âiâm not, youâre just afraidâ he provoked you, now that it was clear in his mind that you did want the kiss, you just didnât know how to return it. knowing your ego and short temper, how else could he ensure himself another taste, if not by teasing you?
âafraid of what?â you scoffed.
âof being a bad kisserâ
âiâm not-â your tone sharpened as you looked at him.
âwell, how would you know?â he snickered âwasnât this your first kiss, or am i mistaken?â
by the way he spoke, you could tell that he was enjoying this more and more by the second. catching on to the trap he was leading you to, you grabbed a fistful of his shirt, a tangled mixture of his collar and necklace in your hand as you pulled him closer, pressing your lips to his. you didnât know exactly what to do, you only puckered your lips, hoping that it was enough to make a difference from your earlier kiss. soobin pulled away with a chuckle, tilting your chin up with one finger âi believe you need more practice, sweetheartâ
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Just watched Trolls Band Together...ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!đđđ(SPOILERS AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!)
Oooh, my Harmonia...just got back from watching Trolls Band Together and my GOODNESS!!đ€©âšđ€©âšđ€©Words cannot describe how amazed and engrossed I was into the whole movie!!đđđWas it worth the seven month wait?đTOTALLY!!đđđIt was absolutely fantastic, and I LOVED and enjoyed every single moment of it!!đ„°
I was really getting into scenes, got quite a few laughs out of some scenes and was touched the wholesome ones~đBranch's brothers were just as enjoyable on screen - John Dory still being my fave as he grew throughout the movie (LOVE Rhonda too!đ) Spruce/Bruce is such a lovable family man, Clay was (serious)ly awesome in his scenes and the tender moments between Floyd and Branch really got me...especially with the flashbacks...đ„Č
It was so great to see Grandma Rosiepuff again, though I do wish there was more feeling shown when her death was mentioned, hopefully the brothers will come to terms with it more in time...and Branch's bunker plan for them all, d'awww...~đ„șSo he DID build the bunker for all his family...đ
Viva was such an amazing character as well as she adorably bonded with Poppy (ooh, dear King Peppy, I know you were heartbroken at the time but c'mon...đ
) and finally braved out of her comfort zone, and Tiny Diamond going through his big boy phase was real cute and funnyđBridget and King Gristle were great too, it was lovely seeing them again along with the Bergens!đ
I had a feeling Velvet and Veneer were luring BroZone to them, they were such good villains with their goals and personalities but I am glad Floyd got through to Veneer in the end, and he saw the wrong he and his sister were doing, and came clean to everyone. And Crimp was a cutie and deserves betterđ«(glad she got a hug from Poppy and stood up to Velvet and Veneer in the endđ)
And it was also great to see some of the Snack Pack again too, including Prince D and especially my darling Cooper too, eeeee~!đđđđHe looked so dapper!đđ„°
Speaking of Poppy, she was just as darling as ever~!đI seriously LOVED her relationship and her undying love for Branch blossom so much here whilst supporting and fangirling for him all the way as they interacted, bless her~đAnd that sweet BROPPY KISS!!đ€...đ€©I was going 'YES!! FINALLY!!' under my breath, grinning from ear to ear in that moment~đđAnd that moment when I thought he was gonna pop the question during the performance during the end...hehe, maybe another time~đBut I certainly didn't expect *NSYNC to show up in their trollsonas near the end...what a twist!đź
The chase scene and perfect family harmony scene were truly epic and it really shows, it doesn't have to be perfect as long as we're altogether~đđAll the locations of the brothers were stunning to look at, with Vacay Island and Spruce/Bruce's family, the creepy abandoned Bergen golf course with the Putt-Putt Trolls, and finally Mount Rageous - a whole lot of wonder to take in!đWalt Dohrn, Gina Shay and the DreamWorks Animation Crew did such an fantastic job on everything!âšđâšAnd that huge BroZone hug...again, d'aaaaww~!đ
As for the songs...I'll be downloading the rest of the album now because they were all wonderful to listen to!đ§đ¶Real boyband and 90's nostalgia~âšI know they're gonna be stick in my head for a long time, hehe!đI have so many faves, especially all versions of 'Better Place'~đ
A greatly HUGE thank-you in a million to everyone Trolls for such a fantastic movie, which I wonderfully enjoyed all the way through, from start to finish!đđđđđAAAHH!!đđđI JUST LOVED IT ALL!! đđ€©đI give it a solid 9.5 out of 10!!đđâšTotally made my weekend~!đ«¶đ„°
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HELLO MY DEAR I WOULD LIKE TO MAKE A REQUEST PLEASE đč thought abt this classic scenario w chenle and immediately thought of ur writing hehe so like.... a fic where y'all go to your parents' house to visit and you stay the night and chenle's been eyeing you all day and now ofc he's horny as hell and the cliche of fucking when ur parents are right next door and trying not to be heard commences đ bonus points when ur jokingly trying to put up a front of "noooo its so wrong" but chenle knowsss you'll fold eventually and melt bc of his kisses and be putty in his hands.... also when his dirty talk is all like "i knew u wanted this" and how ur so dirty for seducing him and doing this when ur parents are right in the next room and can hear u and he has to put his hand over ur mouth to cover the noise (when its literally his fault like đ€š) anyways i know you'll come out w something amazing as always so thank you in advance my love đ
- mari
oh my god hello this took me thirty freaking years I'm SOOOO sorry but I'm here and I tried to write this so plzzzz let me know if this is awful :D (plz I wrote this in like an hour last night i haven't written chenle smut in so long i was going through withdrawals)
Description: You and Chenle visit your family, and things get frisky idk y'all lol this was a request :D
Genre: Smut *MDNI*
Word Count: 2,165
Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader
Content Warnings: Chenle says pretty girl, slut, mentions of the possibility of being caught by parents, orgasm denial, a mirror is involved, teasing, yk the drill LOL it's all here yay
Juliet's Masterlist | thoughts are appreciated loll
smut below the cut!
All you wanted to do was have a seamless visit with your parents. You and Chenle were going to stay there for the weekend since you hadnât seen your family in a while, so you figured your boyfriend would be on his best behavior. Oh, how wrong you were.
It started off simpleâquick smacks on your ass, resting his warm hand on your thigh while his thumb rubs your skin. You refuse to give him the satisfaction of knowing his attempts to turn you on are working, so you opt to ignore him completely.
It doesnât work. He pushes and pushes your limits until you have to swat him away from you. Your last straw was when his touch trailed over to your inner thigh, up, up, up until his fingertips brushed your clothed core. You jolted so hard, you startled your parents at the dinner table. Chenle, of course, thought it was hilarious. Heâd been wanting you bad all day, and it wasnât his fault you wore a skirt.
Whatâs worse, is that when he was preparing to finger you under the table, he held a steady and respectful conversation with your dad. As much as you hate to admit it, the two sides of Chenle on display for you drove you crazy.
Your father leaves the table to answer an important call, and your mom chooses then to get up and grab the desert.
âCâmon, babe,â Chenle murmurs, tapping your leg. âLet me make you feel good.â
âAre you crazy? Weâre with my parents, Chenle.â
He hums, dropping his head on your shoulder to easily press his lips to your neck. âI know you. You want me.â
â(Y/N), can you help me?â your mom calls from the kitchen.
âComing!â you yell, quickly pulling yourself from Chenle and glaring at him the whole way out of the room.
You hate how right he isâhow damp your panties are at the thought of him taking you here when your parents might hear. It should repulse you, but instead, you feel your entire body heat up at the thought.
Desert drags, and Chenle rubs the top of your leg where it meets your hip, back and forth while you squirm at the contact. If your parents notice how erratic youâve become, they donât mention it.
âMom, did you, um, did you need any help cleaning up?â
âOh, honey, thatâs okay.â Your mother waves you off. âItâs getting late. You two have been traveling all day, weâll get this and you get some rest.â
Chenle doesnât even hide the smug look on his face when he intertwines your fingers together. âThanks, I am exhausted.â
Bullshit. He wants to get you alone as soon as possible.
Next thing you know, youâre leading him upstairs to get him undressed. Although, you didnât expect for it to lead you to your current predicament.
Chenleâs slender fingers slide into you easily with how wet you are. After teasing you all day, heâs got you dripping down onto the sheets. He moves slowly, staring at you smugly with his other hand covering your mouth. Your eyes roll back, and you fist the sheets as if thatâll stop the overwhelming need.
The walls of your childhood bedroom close in on you like yours close in around Chenleâs fingers, and everything starts to spin. He reaches deep inside, curling to find your spot. With his palm firm on your lips, your moan doesnât make it past his skin. He chuckles, leaning close to your ear without messing with his pace.
âSee, pretty girl? I knew you wanted it. Canât stay off my cock even with your parents down the hall, huh?â
You mutter incoherently in your best attempt to spur him forward, to get him to fuck you as soon as possible, but it seems his evening of teasing is far from over. He places his thumb on your mouth instead, and you instinctively open up and swirl your tongue around it.
âLittle fucking slut,â he tsks. âCan you stay quiet for me while I make you feel good?â
You nod fervently, lifting your hips to match his pace. Desperate to reach your end, you clench the bedspread harder to ground yourself. If you make a sound, you know he wonât continue.
He uses the wetness of your saliva to trail down from your mouth to your collarbone down to your breasts, watching you in a mix of wonder and awe as your nipples harden further beneath his touch. You let out a shaky sigh, but luckily for you, he doesnât count that against you.
Despite his distraction, his fingers still brush against your spot with every steady thrust, and your mind reels from the pleasure, your orgasm just out of reach. He knows your body like the back of his hand at this point, so heâs well aware of what you need.
As he continues his venture down, the cold air sends chills all over you. He stops at your lower abdomen, rubbing his thumb against your skin.
âRemember,â he whispers. âKeep it down, alright?â
You donât have time to reassure him before he nudges your clit. Inhaling sharply, you slap your own hand over your mouth.
âNo.â He grabs your wrist and pulls your arm away. âJust fucking be good, you brat. Make a noise and you donât get to cum.â
And he continues his work, rubbing your clit in steady, perfect circles while he pumps his fingers in and out of you. His self-control surprises even you, with the way he hasnât fucked you yet. The bulge in his boxers strain, and you can practically taste the precum dripping from his tip already. You crave it so fucking badly, you almost forget youâre supposed to be quiet.
When you let out a low curse, the determined look on Chenleâs face turns to stone, and he stops his circles to land a smack on your sensitive bud instead. âShut the fuck up, slut.â
Your body jerks, tears forming in your eyes, but you nod, so close to the brink itâs like youâre already there. The knot ties in your stomach almost as soon as his thumb is back on your clit, and you sink your teeth into your bottom lip hard.
Youâre so close, the warning signs of your orgasm becoming far too real to ignore. Lifting your hips, youâre desperate to match his pace, desperate to cum over and over again solely from his touch.
But just before the band of pleasure snaps, he abruptly removes his touch from you, leaving you to clench around nothing. You want to whine, to cry out for his attention, but you donât dare when he warned you already.
âGet on the floor,â he tells you.
âThe floor?â you ask breathlessly.
âAss in the air, gonna show you how sluts get fucked when they donât fucking listen.â He grips your thigh. âHurry up, we donât have all night.â
You leap up from your bed, eager to please the man who holds the key to your euphoria. The carpet digs uncomfortably into your knees as you arch your back, putting yourself on display for him. Your bed is much too creaky for anything other than missionary, and sometimes, even thatâs enough to cause it to squeak if Chenle has anything to say about it.
His hands squeeze your ass, massaging you while he studies you. A quick smack has you shuddering again. His shuffle to take off the last of the clothing covering him is music to your ears, and you wiggle back against him to try to entice him further.
He grabs a pillow and tosses it to you, and you already know what itâs for. You take it gratefully, but you bite down on it in preparation of whatâs to come. The thought of getting caught has wetness leaking down your thighs, and as he rubs his hard cock along your entrance to collect it, youâre already shaking. Being denied an orgasm already has every inch of you craving release. His tip brushes your clit, and you push back with a muffled whine.
âWhat if I just leave you like this?â he asks, dragging his nails along your back.
You shake your head and repeat over and over, âPlease. Please.â
âHow disappointed would your parents be if they saw you like this, huh? Just down the hall begging to be fucked like a whoreâŠâ He slides his tip in, his breath catching at the sensation.
Your chorus of pleas are muffled by the pillow, but you push yourself back, making him slide another inch inside you. Legs wobbling already, you ignore the burn of the carpet against your knees.
Finally, he gives you some reprieve. As slowly as he can manage, he opens you up with his cock. You whimper, eyes watering as you bury your head in the plush fabric below you, already slick with your saliva.
âYou sure youâre ready, baby?â he asks breathlessly, nails digging into your hips. âOne sound and we stop, got it?â
You canât manage a response, not with the way he fills you so completely. Whatever heâs gonna give you, you need it.
The choice to move to the floor makes more sense as he gives you one reassuring squeeze to your waist. He thrusts slowly twice, groaning quietly at the feeling.
And then he really starts. His hips slam into yours, the sound of his skin slapping against yours is obvious and impossible to mask. You can barely breathe while he fucks you, your body jolting and the carpet rubbing against your knees. The pillow is drenched with your spit, and youâre biting down so hard your jaw starts to hurt. He pants behind you, his tip reaching your cervix with every rough thrust.
His cock pulses inside you, like heâs ready to burst at any given second. Itâs so overwhelmingly good, tears stream down your face. Next thing you know, heâs wrapping his fingers around your neck and pulling you up until your back is against his chest. He squeezes tight enough to make sure no noises will escape you, but your brain clears long enough to see his motive.
The mirror stands in front of you, displaying your body as Chenle slides in and out of you at a steady pace. He leans forward, tightening his grip on your neck.
âSee the mess you made?â He licks the shell of your ear. âYouâre taking me so fucking easy right now, slut. Donât think youâve earned the right to cum.â
Whatever escapes your lips is muffled gibberish.
âI guess Iâll be nice.â His condescending tone sends a chill down your spine as his hand dips between your legs. All it takes is the slight brush of his fingertips to send you reeling over the edge, your body jerking as your orgasm takes you full-force. He doesnât stop there, though, applying pressure to your clit and rubbing fast. Your vision blurs as a burst of wetness soaks your thighs.
âHoly fuck,â he groans, breaking his rough facade for the briefest moment while he processes what just happened.
He pulls out of you, much to your protest, and turns you on your back. Propping your legs up on his shoulders, he slides back inside with ease, his own eyes fluttering shut. He leans down and takes your mouth with his, the stretch in your legs almost as delicious as he tastes.
âNeed to see that pretty face when I cum.â He nips your ear lobe, rocking his hips hard against yours.
Mind hazy from your orgasm, you stare at him in awe as his face contorts with pleasure with every thrust. When his pace becomes erratic, you know heâs close.
He moans lowly in your ear, pushing himself as deep as possible before he spills his load. Panting, he wastes no time in kissing you sweetly, gently as he releases your legs from their uncomfortable position. He rubs your thigh, humming into your mouth.
âYou did so well,â he whispers. âYou feeling okay? Was it too much?â
You still canât speak, so with a smile, you shake your head and place a hand flat on his chest.
He pulls out slowly, a shaky breath escaping his lips as he does. A sheen of sweat covers him, the gentle starlight from the windows illuminating him just enough for you to see. He stands, puts his boxers on, and walks over to grab your towel.
Youâre oversensitive, and as he spreads your legs again to clean you up, the rough fabric against your clit makes you jolt.
âI love you.â He kisses your forehead in an attempt to distract you from the mess he made. âYouâre so perfect, you know that?â
You weakly smack his shoulder. âYou did all of this at my parentsâ house?â
He grins, scooping you up to help you onto your bed. âDonât complain. The wet spot on the ground says you liked it.â
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can i request thorins company with a reader with really long hair?and maybe they have a really long hair care routine or something
also i luv your work!!Hope ur doing wellđ
Doinâ better these days đ€đ» we love hair imagines for the company hehe
Thorinâs Company When You Have Really Long Hair
Absolutely worships it: Thorin, Oin, Gloin, Bifur, Bombur, Dori
Teases you a little: Dwalin, Nori, Fili
Just happy to have you: Balin, Bofur, Ori, Kili, Bilbo
Whether you wear it down, up, braids, locs, one big braid, your hair one of your favorite features of theirs and they all have a different way of showing it. Thorin, for example, loves to gently comb his fingers through your tresses if he can and is always holding it out of the way for you. Especially if you are not a dwarf, he deconstructs a lot of gatekeeping he would have done in the past and devotes himself to performing dwarven hair care practices and styles on you. Oin cares not for how long your routine is, he will learn it. Add to it or alter it a bit, even, with some of his own products, and you canât really be too frustrated because dwarves do have the best hair products in Middle Earth. He has the gentlest hands as he caresses, treats, and styles your hair, never causing you a momentâs pain. Gloin glows with pride, practically insisting on handling your hair so long as you trust him. Heâll brag to anyone that you have the most gorgeous hair heâs ever seen even if you arenât a dwarf. Let him do it up in braids, itâll make him happier than anything! It can be hard to connect sometimes if you donât speak Khuzdul, at least for Bifur, so he throws himself into acts of service. One of these is taking up the trouble of your long care routine. Silently he beckons you to sit between his legs, his hands working through your flowing hair. Gives you braids that match his and kisses them when he finishes. Bomburâs beard is very long, so he understands elaborate care routines. You two take up a trade of sorts where you re-braid his beard and he treats your hair, perhaps even trying a new style if you like! It may take a long time, but Bombur is in no hurry. Especially if your special routine gives him time to have his hands on you and in the hair he can't stop complimenting. Ever the aficionado of beauty, Dori adores the great flow of your locks and all their potential. If he has his way, he'll try many a different style and even decoration, weaving the prettiest beads and baubles and flowers in your hair. Always reminding you to take care of yours, he'll half-jokingly sigh and concede that alright, he'll simply do it himself. But of course that is simply his excuse to touch your beautiful hair, of course!
Dwalin loves your hair, adores the way you've let your tresses grow in a fashion any dwarf would be proud of, but he can't deny the irony. Your hair is long, flowing, tumbling far past your shoulders, and yet he has none. By a choice as proud as yours, but still. How could he help teasingly asking you, "Ya sure you don't wanna look like me? Lotta weight off those pretty shoulders." Similarly, Nori teases you, dramatically sweeping it off of your shoulder, that it gets in the way when heâs trying to enjoy you. He loves being able to move it off your face or off your shoulder for a kiss, though, he just canât help joking around at all the time you take with it and simply how much there is. Of course Fili is going to tease you, itâs part of how he shows he cares. Jokes about if youâll trip on your hair someday or playfully taking it in his hands to use as a blanket are interspersed with compliments about your beauty and Fili jumping constantly between you and danger. Heâs always offering to braid it away from your eyes or tie it up to shorten it if it swings near your feet.
Balin cares about the heart more than the body, so while he cannot deny that your hair is beautiful he would not mind one bit if you lost it all. He brushes or detangles it so gently, but his eyes are on you the whole time and his favorite part of your elaborate care is simply the conversations you share, idle or deep. As someone who doesnât exactly align with the beauty standards of his people, Bofur acknowledges heâd be quite the hypocrite if he imposed them on you, especially if you arenât even a dwarf! What he wants most is someone who can make him smile, and as heâs told you you could do that even if you were bald as Dwalin! He lives to reassure you and also enjoys hearing that youâd love him no matter what, too, as you do each otherâs braids. Ori is not focused on appearances, either, practically not noticing your hair until he makes to sketch it out and realizes how impressively long it really is. Then heâll talk to you about it, curiosity overtaking him as he asks questions like how long it took to get it like that, if it gets in the way, what you do for it⊠Flushes the first time you invite him to touch it, but from then on heâs addicted! Plays with it idly a lot of the time. Kili finds a little bit of beauty in everyone, so long hair or short you can catch his heart. He canât help swooning over the way your long tresses, braids, however you keep it glisten in the sun. Teasingly reaches out to touch it, but never actually does until he has permission. When he does, though, expect a few playful tugs! Bilbo has even less expectations about your hair as hobbits donât typically keep theirs so long. It comes as a bit if a surprise to him to see yours, but it reminds him of the beauty of the elves. Itâs unfamiliar and he loves the unfamiliar if he lets himself admit it. He does, and from there he insists upon relieving you of that long routine of yours ânow that Iâm hereâ.
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OMG hiiii!!! Could i have a Rocky x reader? ( i hope this isnt too much) But you know how he gets a ( very Bad) injury, on his head? What if reader would've been his s/o when that happened? Whould they panick, and how would they react when Rocky regains counciousness etc.? ( Fem or GN reader pretty please ?)
I love rocky sm
KISSES!! đđ
A/n: đđ, Yes. Poor Rocky đ©
It was supposed to be a simple, easy but then again it was never easy when it came to Rocky.
Blood....there was so much blood. You've never seen that much blood before. You could hardly register what Ivy was saying to you. "Rocky." You did your best to not panic, scream as you held onto him, as you held him close.
You didn't care if you were getting covered in his, you just wanted to stop the blood. "You're going to be okay...you're going to be okay." You didn't know who you were reassuring, yourself, the unconscious Rocky or Ivy.
Tears streaming down your cheeks you gave Ivy a smile as you held Rocky to your chest. "He's going to be fine."
Sitting by Rocky's side, you frowned as you rested your head on his chest. He still hadn't woken up yet but you were grateful for the woman saving him. You hated this. A bandage wrapped around his head, chest slowly rising and falling as he slept.
Hearing a groan, you watched as Rocky stirred in his sleep but soon he was stirring awake. His eyes opening when he spotted you, a toothy grin on his face. "Heeey beautiul."
His words were slurred as he did his best to sit up though you frantically sat up as you pushed him back down. "Don't move."
Laughing, Rocky laid himself down on the make shift bed as he gave you a bright smile. He might have been in pain but he still had love shinning in his eyes for you. "Hehe you look so pretty."
"Rocky...this isn't." Puffing out your cheeks you sighed lifting the blanket over his body only to place a small kiss to his cheek as his eyes slipped closed for a moment.
"I'm sorry for...worrying you."
Shaking your head you did your best to keep a smile on your face. "Just....just get better for me okay."
Taking another breath in, Rocky weakly nodded his head giving you a smile. "When I'm better...I'll take you dancing."
"I can't wait."
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Hey beautiful â€ïž, I've been following you I think for almost about a year and this is my first time asking đđ€Ł. But I'd like to request with multiple members with whatever Halloween theme of your choosing đ. But if you can or can't that's totally super fine, I know how busy life is. I just really love your writing so much, so I think anything you write will come out perfect đŻđ.
iâm gonna pretend i didnât blush and twirl my hair from you calling me beautiful ksksb omg ty for sticking around for so long :â) iâm really happy you decided to send me a request hehe. oooo multi member and a theme thatâs up to me? youâre giving me sm creative control eeeeee :3 also pleasee youâre so sweet ??? thank you so much ;; <33 i hope you enjoy what i came up with ;)
⧠seance smutfest â§
pairing: boyfriends! woosan x succubus! reader
w.c: 1.9k
warnings: switch! san (just you wait <33), sub leaning! wooyoung, unintentional switch! reader (oh how the turntablesâŠ), mxm, pet names, praise, aphrodisiac (readerâs ~sex demon energy~ makes woosan horny hdjd), begging, teasing, kissing/three way kissing, spit kink, finger sucking, oral (giving), a mention of sanâs beefy chest bc i have no self control, nipple play (m receiving), manhandling, fingering, cum eating, double penetration in one hole, creampies
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Wooyoung slowly woke up out of his deep sleep to a sensation like no other â a blistering fever that was making his body pulse with unexplainable pleasure. He shifted slightly, realizing his cock was enveloped in something so wet and so hot, it felt like he was about to melt into his bed sheets. He groaned, his voice deeper than usual, gazing down to see that someone, who he assumed was his boyfriend, was underneath the comforter giving him head. âFuck, that feels so good, SannieâŠIâm going to meltâŠâ
âWhat feels good, baby?â San asked softly from beside him, pulling his loose tank top away from his flushed, sweat-covered chest to get some much needed air.
Panicked, Wooyoung whipped his head over to look at San, before ripping the comforter down and revealing just who was giving him sloppy toppy.
âBoo,â you responded, with your lips wrapped around Wooyoungâs shiny, twitching cockhead, using your hand to pump his slick length. âDonât mind me.â
More dumbfounded than scared, Wooyoung silently studied your curly, ram-like horns, his toes curling from the sensation of you running your thumb back and forth over his slit, a few drops of pre-cum leaking out of the tip. âWh-who are you?â
When you brought your hand up to one of Sanâs thighs to rub it, your fingers dangerously close to his cock, your spiked tail whipping around in the air, he asked softly, âWhatâŠare you?â
âDoes it really matter?â you giggled, licking a stripe up Wooyoungâs shaft, delighted with the small whimper he let out, your fingers finding the bulge in Sanâs briefs and massaging the hardened outline of it, causing him to toss his head back into his pillow. âIâm just here to play with you both. Can I?
The feverish boyfriends turned their heads to look at each other, gazing at each otherâs lips, not even having to say anything to know that they were thinking the same thing.
San pressed a gentle kiss to Wooyoungâs lips, smiling at him. âTell her, baby.â
Flushed, Wooyoung turned to face you, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of your glowing eyes, his lips turning into a small pout. âPlease play with us.â
Giggling, your lips curled up into a devilish smile, the tip of your tail drifting down Wooyoungâs chest, gently running your sharp nails across the grooves of Sanâs abs through his thin top. âGood choice.â
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Positioned directly across from each other, with their legs loosely intertwined and their dripping cocks routinely grinding together, San and Wooyoung partook in a series of messy, desperate kisses, continually moaning onto each otherâs tongues the longer you teased them.
With still enough room between their lower bodies for you to fit your head, you dragged your tongue up and down their lengths and up to their leaking tips, slipping your hand underneath them to massage their balls around, routinely squeezing the base of their cocks when they got too close to blowing their loads, granting you the opportunity to hear just how desperate humans can get when they want to cum.
âPleassh, lemme cum,â Wooyoung whined, his words barely legible due to how intensely San was sucking on his tongue, looking down at you with teary eyes.
Despite how slippery they already were from your saliva and their dripping pre-cum, you sent a line of spit down onto their cocks to lube them up, making the couple groan wantonly, before you popped up, grabbing Wooyoungâs chin with your free hand and forcing him to face you. âAww, you want to cum, baby? How bad?â
When San began to suck on his neck instead, Wooyoung gasped, starting to buck his hips up, pumping his cock in and out of your closed hand, encouraging San to moan and do the same. âSo bad, please, I need it, need it so bad,â he pleaded, his eyebrows knitted together, his drooling mouth forming a small âoâ.
âMm, what about you, sweetheart? How bad do you want to cum?â you asked San, whose face was stuck in a tense, pleasured state, so desperate to cum he had pulled the front of his tank top over his head and behind his neck so that he and Wooyoung could play with his plump chest directly, their fingers rubbing circles around his nipples and pulling at them.
âSo fucking bad, it hurts,â San grunted, beads of sweat cascading along his hairline, taking his eyes off of you to whimper at Wooyoung when his boyfriend began to flick his puffy, reddened nipple. He looked back at you with half-closed eyes, drool dripping past his swollen lips. âPlease.â
Biting into your bottom lip, you gave yourself a pat on the back for deciding to climb through their window that night, your entire body vibrating from the sheer amounts of sexual energy they were supplying you with.
âYou can cum now, you two. Go on.â Taking pity on the sweet couple, you grabbed their chins and brought their mouths back together, before reaching down to jerk them off with both hands, causing the men to moan, spasm, and continue thrusting their hips up, grinding their messy cocks together, until they painted each otherâs bodies in white.
Taking Sanâs hand that was idly groping at his boyfriendâs body and instead guiding it to their cocks, letting him take over, you smiled at the sight of them kissing so fervently, despite already reaching their highs. âWant a taste of your sin, boys?â you asked sweetly, holding your cum-covered fingers up near their joined mouths.
San and Wooyoung looked at each other past their wet lashes, slowly allowing your fingers in between their lips, taking turns licking at them, occasionally sucking and dragging their tongues over one anotherâs to collect every last drop of their combined cum.
âSo naughtyâŠand so hard still.â You licked your lips at the sight of their pulsing cocks, knowing what you had to do next. âIâm gonna fuck the both of you at the same time, mmkay?â Facing Wooyoung, you climbed into the both of their laps and teased their tips with your dripping cunt, stopping to spread yourself open with a smirk on your face. âBut, you need to get me ready first.â
San took the lead, reaching underneath you, his arm sliding in between your thighs, until he could reach your cunt with his fingers, rubbing your wetness around from behind, before slipping his digits inside you, pumping them in and out, making you moan. âYouâre so wet, baby. Gonna take us so well.â
Wooyoung joined him, eagerly thumbing your clit, leaning into you to kiss and nip at your jaw, murmuring, âPlease let us inside, baby. Weâll fuck you so good, I promise.â
At your limit, you lifted your hips up. âI want your cocks inside now,â you commanded, encouraging San to slip a third finger inside you instead, finger-fucking you so quick his hand began to cramp up, Wooyoungâs thumb pressing even harder into your clit. âFuckâwait, didnât you hear what I just said?â
San smiled against your neck, licking a stripe up your heated skin. âWeâre just getting you ready, baby. Arenât we, Youngie?â
âOf course, Sannie.â Wooyoung nodded, his wet hair bouncing along with his movements, leaning into your neck to lick, bite, and suck where San previously did, their fingers moving in tandem until you began to convulse.
By the time you came back from your high, you were immediately overwhelmed with the delicious sensation of being filled to the brim, your cunt stretching to accommodate the coupleâs thick, veined cocks. âOh my god, wow, thatâsââ
âSo good, isnât it?â San interrupted, taking your whimpers as an invitation to plunge himself into your hole, unable to keep his hips from moving on their own, bouncing you so aggressively on his cock, he had to hold your hips in order to keep you in place. âHow good is it, Youngie?â
âSo fucking good, donât stop,â Wooyoung replied in between breathy moans, not even having to move himself in order to feel mind-numbing pleasure, due to his boyfriend using your cunt like you were their own personal fleshlight.
San chuckled, the lewd, slick sounds of your cunt swallowing his cock over and over not loud enough to drown out the words that he whispered against your ear, âWasnât gonna.â
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San wasnât lying, you knew that for sure now, especially with the way he had you folded up, his hands locked into place where your legs bent, so that your knees were constantly bumping back into your shoulders. This position kept you from having any sort of control, only allowing you to take both of them inside until they decided you had enough. This alone, made your eyes roll back, falling apart for the nth time, not even knowing how many times they had filled you up. Another thing you werenât aware of was the way San was watching Wooyoungâs cock slide in and out of your used cunt from over your shoulder, until he began to mutter dirty words to the both of you.
âLook at the way this pussy swallows up our cocks, Youngie. It feels amazing, doesnât it?â San cooed, reaching over to run his fingers through Wooyoungâs sweaty hair who looked back at him and nodded fondly, their creamy cocks throbbing against one another, simultaneously nuzzling your heated cheek with his own, his fingers tugging at your tail. âDoesnât it, pretty girl?â
âYesâŠ!â you cried, wrapping your arms around Wooyoungâs neck, hugging onto him, digging your nails into his back the longer San played with your twitching tail, making Wooyoung moan, so close to him that you both began to breath in the same air.
âGonna cum again, baby? Because of the way weâre playing with you like this?â Wooyoung asked softly, caressing your flushed cheek, giving you a gentle smile.
âUh-huh,â you whimpered, tears pricking the corners of your eyes.
Wanting to satiate his own desires, San interrupted your moment, pushing the back of your head towards Wooyoung, coaxing his boyfriend forward as well. âYou should kiss.â
âYeah,â you and Wooyoung agreed breathlessly, gazing at one another, before your lips collided together, eagerly exploring each otherâs mouths until San tilted your head back towards him and brought Wooyoungâs chin close, prompting you to wait for his instructions.
âOpen,â San commanded, his eyes upturned with satisfaction at the sight of your lips parting, tongues slipping out slightly.
San brought all three of your mouths together, your lips and tongues meeting in the middle, not even knowing whose tongue he was sucking the spit off of and whose lips he was biting at on account of being so lust drunk he couldnât keep his eyes open.
âOhh, fuck, âm cumming,â you moaned, barely able to verbalize your words with the way Wooyoung was shoving his tongue down your throat, your cunt constricting around the boyfriendsâ cocks so tightly, they both choked out a moan.
âItâs so tight, oh my god,â Wooyoung whined, reaching out to intertwine his fingers with Sanâs, sloppily thrusting himself into you, eventually coating your inner walls with more white.
"Mmn, hereâs another load for you, baby. Take it all just like the last ones, mmkay?â San chuckled into your ear, nipping at it, slowly pumping his release into your cunt with each slow, deliberate thrust, pressing his hands into your lower abdomen and rubbing it in gentle circles, wondering just how much cum Wooyoung and him had unloaded into you.
Filled to the brim with the energy you had sought out to collect, you dropped forward into Wooyoung, grateful that he gently held you back up, your thighs trembling underneath you. âThank youâŠfor the meal,â you sighed out, wiping the drool from your mouth, wanting to get up from the bed so that they could see that you still had your bearings, despite the fact that you were essentially paralyzed in their arms.
âNo, sweetheart,â Wooyoung began, rubbing your thigh in gentle circles, licking at the mole on his lips.
âThank you,â San finished his boyfriendâs sentence with a dimpled smile, patting your other thigh, his brown eyes twinkling.
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hello hello, aaron thought incoming: i just KNOW aaron would destroy every single one of the team members during a game of beer pong, which leaves them all standing there like đŠ and reader finds it incredibly hot (bonus if reader and aaron are a couple and flirt throughout the entire evening)
if you donât want to write something about this, itâs totally fine!!! just wanted to share this thought with one of my favorite writers <333 hope you have an amazing day!!!
thank you for thinking of me and for sharing!!!!!!! and omg yes yes YES
i feel like in college, aaron went to the occasional party, BUT in high school, he went to parties weekly. if someone was throwing a house party on a friday or saturday night, he was 100% there. all his friends frequented parties. like he had just gotten back from military school, and while it shaped him a ton, he still wanted to rebel a bit - his bad boy tendencies hadn't gone away completely, he just had a bit more control over it. like in his high school, he was the guy who was a bit nerdy and followed the rules and all, but he got along with everyone. and so he was always invited to numerous things, and he wasn't afraid of letting loose at such. he was one of the cool not-so-cool guys, if that makes sense. AND everyone totally had a crush on him đ€
when he and haley got together, he mellowed out a bit and stopped partying as much, but when they would go to the occasional party together, she was always his beer pong partner đ UGH just the vision of a young aaron at a party >>> đ”âđ« with haley glued to his side, his arm around her waist at all times </3
and so, he's had a ton of practice and experience when it comes to beer pong:
SO now, you're all having a get together at penelope's apartment - like one of her day of the dead parties - she and derek set up the beer pong table. it's a few games later when aaron's asked to play; he agrees but mentions how he "may be a little rusty" and everyone thinks he's saying that simply as a cover - like oh he's going to be shit at it but that's his excuse why đ BUT clearly they're wrong and HE destroys everyone.
and while everyone else is dumbfounded and questioning everything they thought they knew in life LOL, you just can't pull your eyes away from him đźâđš aaron's wearing a short sleeved shirt, so you can see his muscles flexing every time he raises his arm to toss a ball. or you can't help but stare at his neck every time he raises his head to drink a cup đ”âđ«đźâđšđ€€ he's just oozing confidence, he's cocky in a nonchalant attractive kinda way - like he knows he's good and isn't afraid to show it <33333333 and he's showing off for you, to impress you and he's just glowing every time you cheer him on, it just urges him on đ„° he's laughing and smiling and just looks relaxed for once, simply enjoying himself.
hehe i love to think this would take place when aaron and you are just in the very beginning of your relationship too đ€ nothing is labeled just yet, but you know he has a thing for you, and he knows you feel the same đ„° the two of you have shared some kisses, spend your weekends together, AH hehe and all the beginning-of-relationship nervous jitters are still there đđđđ
he's driving you home (he didn't drink too much and isn't tipsy or anything - don't drink and drive đ«”đ») and you turn to him, all flirty, amused, still a bit in shock, and say, "i didn't know you were a master at the art of beer pong"
he chuckles a bit, eyes shift from the road to you for a moment đŠ, a small smirky smile tugging at his lips and he responds, "there's a lot you don't know about me" đ€ <33333333333333
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âââ- random Katsuki Bakugou relationship headcanons of mine
PART TWO
Since ppl loved the first, here's more only for u đđđ
Right so before u guys start dating this bitch does not know how to flirt
Call him "pretty boy" and he just tells you to shut the fuck up đ
"Hey hot stuff~" "Eat shit and die."
This also doesnt change when ur dating sry
Except maybe he'll look away a lil shy
BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN HES FLUSTERED OR ANTTHING NOO NOâïžâïžâïž
He does actively like look for u
But he'll be VERY secretive n just so happens to be wherever u go
Not in a stalker kinda way, u know he does it
But god forbid anyone else figure that out
Tbh he's a huge show off
Which is not news at all BUT a big difference for him
Cus when he knows ur watching, in his mind he's all like "đ muhaha they're losing their shit rn"
& when he's done he'll sideeye the shit outta u just to see if ur blushing or something
Imagine ur just like "đ„±đ„±"
He explodes
Just falls over & dies lmao
But only emotionally
Outside he'll be like
"Uhh fuckin uh idc uhh I don give a fuck"
But he was lying, he did give a fuckđđ
HOW DOES HE KISS THO??
Hehe
He doesnt know shit
When u first kiss hes so fucking worried bro omg
Like it's just a lil peck, but uhh
It's probably rlly short
Unless u can keep him calm somehow, then it might actually be kinda nice
He'd last like 5 secs before quickly pulling away
After that he'll just stare at you like
đđ (imagine theres angry brows)
It's up to you to say sth cus his mouth is SHUT
Remember how I said hes private w his relationship?
If not, I said it riiiight here ;D
Yea so eventually ppl will know
ESPECIALLY the Bakusquad :DD
KIRISHIMA IS SO HAPPY FOR U GUYSđđđđđđđđđđđđđđ
He'll be like "THATS acting like a man, Bakugou!" assuming u guys r healthy together ofc
The other three r also happy ofc
But theres one thing they all got on their mind more
"How tf is he dating someone before us??"
Good question tbh
Well it probably went somewhat like this:
"HEY DUMBASS!" You heard, angry footsteps approaching. "Bwuh?" You made a confused noise, turning to see Bakugou, in all his shitty posture. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, elbows locked and his head lowered, making his choppy bangs fall over his eyes. "You..." He rasped out, one hand rising up, pointing a threatening, naked finger directly at you. It seemed as though even the muscles in his fingers had tensed up entirely. 'Oh shit.' You thought to yourself. What did you do now? Did you say something wrong? Teased him one too many times? But your thoughts halted once his hand switched to show his thumb pointing at Bakugou himself. "I'M TAKING YOU TO THE ARCADE! THIS SATURDAY, TWO PM!" He barked out. You could see his face now. His jaw was clenched shut, his teeth pressing together in tension while his red eyes stared seemingly into your soul. Like he was trying to intimidate you, distracting you from what might be the sound of his heart pounding in his chest, like it was about to explode. "Uh." Was your first reaction. "O- Okay?" Was your second. "GOOD." He yelled. Shoving his hand back in his pocket, he turned around, snapping his head back down into its previous position as the stomped off. "DON'T BE LATE!" He added as he fled the interaction.
"Huh." You thought to yourself.
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HIIIII :DDD Thank u guys SO MUCH for all the support on my previous headcanons! I even added a little scenario for you at the end this time! I hope you enjoyed this post as much as the last! If you did, let me know and I might make a third ;))))â€â€â€
ALSO before I leave, I started writing a Bakugou x y/n slow burn, updates take a while, but I hope I can catch your interest enough to check it out! Thank you so much in advance!! <3333
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