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hjparisian · 8 months

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bad idea right?- harry j potter x reader

p: ex! harry j potter x fem!reader w: modern au (phones exist at hogwarts dont question how), everyone is friends, small mentions of drinking and smoking, slight sexual implications (no smut) summary: (y/n) and harry have been broken up for a while now. while at a party (y/n) gets a message from harry asking her to come over. its a bad idea, right? a/n: based on the song by olivia rodrigo, which has been living in my head rent free and brought my first idea in weeks. currently trying to get through a few requests and ylm part II and seeing what'll happen from there. also im on pinterest and tik tok so come find me (has nothing posted on either lol)

There was nothing like a good old party after the Quidditch games. This game was between Hufflepuff and Slytherin, the latter being victorious, which meant the Slytherins would be hosting the party. All the houses were invited.

(Y/N) sat on the couch with Hermione, Pansy, Daphne, and Cho, a drink in her hand. She had tuned out what the girls were chatting about, observing the surroundings of the party. From the people dancing, couples making out, people taking shots and smoking, and Ron doing a keg stand with Blaise and Theo, Draco laughing at them from the side.

(Y/N)'s thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of her phone, which had also caught the attention of her friends. She picked it up to see who it was. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately to her, it was her ex-boyfriend. Harry.

5 missed calls

hey

feeling a bit bored rn

no ones at the dorm right now

come over?

"Who is it?" Cho asked.

"Oh erm, no one important," (Y/N) said.

"Well your phone was buzzing for a good minute until you finally picked up so it has to be someone important," Daphne chimed.

"Really it's no one," (Y/N) tried telling them.

At that moment, Pansy took (Y/N)'s phone out her hand and looked at it.

"Yeah no one important, unless it's your ex Harry fucking Potter wanting to see you tonight!" Pansy said. The girls gasped.

"Harry?" Hermione asked. "Harry's texting you? But you guys haven't spoken in a couple of months."

"Yeah, I know," (Y/N) said.

"How come Harry isn't here anyways? Doesn't he usually go to parties with Ron?" Daphne asked.

"Said he didn't feel like it," Hermione told her.

"Well, are you gonna do it?" asked Pansy.

"Do what?" (Y/N) asked.

"You know, see him?"

Cho chimed in. "Oh (Y/N), I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Yeah, that would be a bad idea, he is your ex after all," said Daphne.

"I never said whether I was going to or not!" (Y/N) exclaimed. "And if I were why would it matter? I know he's my ex but can't two people reconnect?"

"Well, they could," Hermione started saying. "But a lot of the times it doesn't work out."

"Besides," Pansy starts. "There's a bunch of other men out there waiting to have a chance with you. Men hotter than Potter."

(Y/N) didn't know whether to agree or disagree with Pansy. Well sure, there's other men out that there that could be more attractive than Harry, but there's just something about him that draws her to him.

"Okay, okay! I only see Harry as a friend anyways. Also we're at a Slytherin party right now and I'd much rather be getting drunk with you guys than continue this." (Y/N) told them.

Her words rang in her head as she took a shot that Pansy brought her. Does she really only see Harry as a friend? Or is that a lie?

The temptation to see Harry was only getting stronger with each drink she took. It wouldn't be a horrible idea to visit Harry right? They probably wouldn't do anything anyways so what's the harm?

While the girls weren't paying attention, she texted Harry back, telling him she would be over in a little bit. It didn't take long for Harry to get back to her.

cool, see you soon then

(Y/N) waited until the girls were done with another round of drinks, hoping to be unsuspecting with her need to leave.

"I think I'm going to head to bed, I'm feeling a little bit tired," she said.

"Already?" Pansy asked. "Come on we're having fun!"

"Pansy, leave the girl be. It is starting to get a little late anyways," Daphne said to her fellow Slytherin.

"Do you want me to walk you to your dorm?" Hermione asked her, being one of the more sober people of the group.

"No! No I'll be alright. I'll see you guys tomorrow though alright?" (Y/N) said as she wave goodbye to her friends.

Once she exited the Slytherin common room, she quietly made her way towards the Gryffindor common room. Curse Harry for being a Gryffindor and making her walk so far, but it'll be worth it, at least that's what she's thinking.

(Y/N) finally made it to the entrance of the common room without any setbacks. The Fat Lady had woken up from the sound of her footsteps.

"Password?"

"Quid Agis," (Y/N) said, having remembered the password from when she visited Hermione earlier in the week.

The portrait opened and (Y/N) walked in. The common room was empty, most likely due to the party as well as it being late in the night. She made her way to Harry's dorm, memorized where it was due to the countless times she's gone over.

The girl knocked on the door before going to grab the door knob, but the door had opened before she could. In front of her stood her ex-boyfriend in sweats and a black shirt, contrasting her party dress she wore tonight.

"Hey," Harry said to (Y/N) when she walked in, closing the door behind her.

"Hi," (Y/N) shyly said. It was a bit awkward being in Harry's dorm, considering the last time she was there was a few months ago, before their break up.

Harry guided (Y/N) to his bed, the two sitting at the edge. She could feel Harry's eyes taking her in. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't doing the same just before.

"So you came from the party I assume?" Harry asked.

(Y/N) nodded.

"How was it?"

"Good. You know how Slytherin parties are." The girl said. "Exciting. A lot of drinks."

"Do your friends know you're here?" Harry asks her.

"No." (Y/N) felt a hand touching her thigh.

"Where do they think you're at?" Harry asks her. "They think I'm in bed right now." She said. But she never specified whose bed.

A faint hum of acknowledgement came from Harry as he began rubbing her thigh, his hand slowly getting higher and higher.

"You know, I've missed you a lot (Y/N)."

(Y/N) could feel her heart racing at Harry's sudden confession. "Really? I've sorta missed you too." She didn't know if it was the alcohol talking that made her say that or what, but something made her want to see where this was going.

A small smirk appeared on Harry's face before he brought the girl to his lap. His eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips.

"How about I show you how much I've missed you?"

This definitely was not going to be a bad idea, right?

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #harry james potter #hjp #harry james potter x reader #hjp x reader #hp fanfic #harry #hp imagine #harry potter x fem!reader

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mgnifique-tion · 2 months

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— human reaction.

summary || ``you’re starting to wonder if attending work after your day-off was a mistake.``

pairing: 2012!loki x gn!scientist!reader song recommendations: tesseract - cix (p.s. check out seunghun on build-up rn!) lowercase is intended… part: 1/?

— themes and warning/s: open-ended, enemies to potential lovers (for sure, they will be lovers soon), NOT a stand-alone one shot ;) wink wink, bossy loki, y/n being somewhat a dumb human being (heroism)

— a/n: hi! back with another loki au this march and guys, this is not a phase– IT’S NOT A PHASE, MOM! (corny? i graduated with that course in the university of the cornyology – i’m not even done with g12 lmfao wtf am i saying) anywho, i miss him. i literally rewatched the avengers for him and i'm not even active w the mcu anymore. i actually have a lot of other pending drafts from my main acc (@mgnifiqueyoo - follow me there :3) and so many unfinished IMPORTANT work from real life but like i thought of a line and now, i just HAVE to write it or it's outta my head so here u go. lmao. enjoy!

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“... oh my god.”

that was all you could mutter under your breath the moment you saw the rest of your co-workers controlled by that thing the alien held in his palm. you didn’t show up to work yesterday since you were just taking the final steps in finishing that project of yours.

what was the project? the hypercryogenic station.

and now, after a long day of ignoring your texts and calls, you ended up going to work, which happened to be a terrible idea. better yet, a horrible mistake. “... excuse me?” you took small steps, nearing the towering male as he just stood still, not facing you. all of your friends were doing his commands without any questions and you knew that clint barton would never do any of this!

but he did anyway. and you had to know why.

“what did you do with them?” you asked, demanding for answers as you heard him let out an almost inaudible chuckle only to be followed by a deep, low snicker. the alien slowly turned around and looked you straight in the eye, sweat pouring down his face with a sharp glare while his teeth ground against each other.

he was just terrifying, how else could you leave the facility without getting killed?

“oh, is that supposed to matter?” the alien mocked, later glancing at the staff he held before looking back at you, his smirk disappearing little by little. “... you must be horrified, aren’t you?”

of course you were, who wouldn’t be horrified when they see something like this?

but before he could even get closer to you, he suddenly stumbled. that wasn’t something you expected since you assumed that he was a powerful being out of this world after seeing that wardrobe choice but he showed… weakness? it’s hard not to take note of it for future purposes.

you then cleared your throat and asked, “are you okay?”

but he said nothing in return, tense and trembling with every step. he had a maniacal look on his face as if he couldn’t control his actions; he seemed like he was enduring something that was hurting him inside.

and that got you thinking what else was happening with the man in front of you. “so, that’s a no?”

“you’re the expert,” he said, “you’re the one blessed with knowledge over what it is that’s happening to me now.”

you frowned. you definitely had no idea what was going on with him and you were planning on leaving him to himself when he surprisingly grabbed your wrist. “heal me,” he pleaded, breathing in and out rapidly as you felt the burning heat that surrounded his palm, which led to that moment of realization.

“i… i don’t know how–,” you were then cut-off by him tilting his head to the project: the hypercryogenic station. if you ever had a scanner around you, his heat signature would be all over the place because of how high his temperature was. “but the station hasn’t even been tested yet and it could be dangerous for you and for all of us!”

the alien shook his head frantically, not letting any excuses get into his way. “if you don’t help me right now…” his breath hitched as the tip of the scepter was pointed at your chest, right at your heart. “you won’t be living for long.”

and that made you take so many steps, assisting him in the station as you closed the door. “you can’t be in there for more than a minute, it’s highly dangerous and i’m telling you, we haven’t done any tests yet–”

“just begin with the process.” his voice had gotten lower, hoarser with every moment that passed as you felt your heart race quicker. you knew that if you made a mistake, somebody like barton would kill you; there was no way out.

so the gears started running and you watched how the glass windows of the station had fogged up. your life’s work was being used by an unknown entity who took over the minds of your co-workers. your friends.

you couldn’t help but cry silently, biting your nails while you stood a meter away from the finished project. how could a five-year plan get wasted? to this unreadable, tyrannic humanoid? you can’t even breathe well.

and once the process was done, the station’s doors slid apart, creating a path for the man inside. when he stepped out of it, he didn’t even seem affected by it. all normal and human-like as if he had only bathed himself in some snow and not in an actual blizzard.

but colder than his skin was his gaze toward you, the scepter staring back at you as well, watching the way you took a few steps away from him.

“who are you?” you asked, your eyes glued to the scepter rather than his face, which caused him to get agitated.

in return, the tip of the scepter’s blade touched your chin, tilting your head up so that you could look at him. “i am loki of asgard,” he introduced with a deranged grin as you heard the way his breath hitched, overwhelmed and proud with how he spoke to you.

that was enough to make you take another step back but his hand grabbed your arm like a lock, fastened so tightly that it made everything worse for you. “what did you do with them?” you tilted your head to the blue-eyed agents now circling the entire room, which made loki laugh.

he truly was out of his mind.

“i simply used them for a greater purpose,” he said back, letting out another chuckle as the scepter gleamed in response. it was in his complete control… they were all under his control.

how in the world can you run from this?

“let them go.” “oh, we’re getting heroic now, aren’t we?”

he mocked you shamelessly as if it wasn’t your invention that saved him from his visible misery – whatever it was that hurt him earlier.

“... well, i did save you.” you just had to let a bit of sass come out because it was true. however, loki didn’t seem to be fond of that and had read that as entitlement rather than a reminder of who did save him.

nonetheless, he lowered his weapon and laughed once more. “your little saving was merely necessary, mortal. i could’ve used that machine myself.” of course, he disregarded that tiny, little favour you did for him and decided that it’d be best to not even give out a little thank you.

but then, again, what do you expect from an aspiring alien tyrant?

“but you couldn’t because i programmed it for my access only,” you continued the conversation, stating the truth right in front of him. that was your life’s work… you still couldn't believe that it was firstly used by some tall man with a scepter and emerald drapes. “besides, that thing you used wouldn't be here if it weren't for me.”

there was long silence once again… perhaps, even longer than moments of silence you had earlier when your eyes scanned over the rest of the place.

almost the entirety of the facility was led by loki. horrifyingly brainwashed by that scepter.

“fair enough,” he admitted, “but you wouldn’t be breathing if i hadn’t given you the chance.”

“... do you want me to thank you? for this?” “giving thanks means nothing. i need something much more than that.”

you crossed your arms, gulping as you still tried to make yourself seem as if you had the upper hand. an imaginary upper hand, perhaps? although you had put on that mask, loki knew you were afraid of what he could do to you.

if this is only a preview of the damage he’s capable of causing, just how could you survive while being opposed to him?

“i could…” he trailed off, smirking to himself as he circled the station, his palm touching its painted and carved surface while the scepter glowed in his other hand. “hm… i could do the same to you. put your talent to use like the others.”

and you readied yourself, closing your eyes as your once crossed arms dropped to your sides, hopeless and left without a sign of help. “but you have not attacked me once,” he said with a tone of interest, diverting his attention from the opportunity of just controlling you like a mindless servant and rather feeling positive about a different, riskier path. “and you’ve saved me. willingly. no control needed.”

he walked towards you, breathing heavily and letting out a low chuckle. “do you know what gift you have, dr. l/n?” he questioned, expecting you to know the answer as he tilted your head upwards again with the end of the scepter. one wrong push and you could bleed to death; he was being careful with you still.

after all, you were a great addition to his plans.

“humanity, l/n.” he proudly stated, now lowering his weapon as your heart raced. never did you fear death until now, especially when your life would fade to grey without the knowledge of what’ll happen next. to the world and the people around you. “you’ve got so much humanity in you that your best choice was to save a dying god. it’s foolish, l/n. how could you be so brilliant but foolish?–”

“are you done?” you had enough of it, still staring at one corner as you saw how your friend’s eyes still gleamed in blue, manipulated by the god standing right in front of you while the remaining lights of the facility shone over his prepped quiver, ready to attack whenever, however.

and of course, the god of mischief was indeed offended by that. “... you’re so brave, it’s idiotic.” he laughed, shaking his head as if you both had been joking with one another and you felt the heat rush up your head; you didn’t want this. you just wanted your friends to be set free – your world to be set free from this being.

“what do you desire in return?” “for you to stop whatever you’re planning here, my lord.”

even though loki knew you were being sarcastic, he just admired the way it rolled off your tongue. “you do know that does not equate to what you’ve done for me and you might want to do something more for me if you’d want that to happen,” he said, denying your request with a snicker. “but of course, i still appreciated your service earlier so how about i offer you something else?”

he’s cheating, you thought.

“in exchange of your little saving, it’ll be guaranteed that not one of us would lay a finger on you…” he paused, hiding the scepter behind his back as you tilted your head to the side. were you even hearing this correctly? that was too low. “and you would be shielded from any harm as well.”

but can you do anything about it? no. “is that good enough for you, my little savior?”

you had to think about it for longer than a second. why only a second, you may ask? well, does it look like you still have enough time to decide perfectly? the world is at stake; you had to give an answer now or worse destruction could happen.

“fine,” you uttered, firmly extending your hand towards him as he only stared back at your empty, shaking palm. “i’ll do whatever it takes to free this world from you.”

“that’s laughable.” “we’ll see, your majesty.”

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 5 months

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Wasted 9

Warnings: drug dealing/use, violence, noncon, and the usual. Proceed with caution.

(Yes I'm procrastinating rn)

Feedback is always welcome. Love you and thanks for the wonderful responses so far.♥♥♥♥

The other girl in this one is from Black Light

Part of The Club AU

You sit behind the glass and yawn in the deathly din of the transit office. You lazily scroll a finger over your phone. The brief rush has dissipated so now you're free to read old forums about the cult classic show you've been bingeing.

Despite your hours being cut, every shift feels too long. The time is dull as most people buy their passes online or get tickets at a kiosk in the mall. So you work is minimal and the pay even less. Not to mention, your patience.

You lean your chin in your hand and press your finger to your lashes, trying to keep the old mascara from stinging your eyes. The chirp of the sensor has you sitting up and you nearly bite your tongue as you try to greet the customer. Not him!

“Closed,” you lie and reach for the metal gate above, struggling to clasp onto the handle.

“Hours say–”

“Get the fuck out, dude,” you snarl and hop, rolling down the grate and slamming it into place.

You swear as it hits your phone, knocking it through the small slot under the glass partition, locking it out and you in. You lock the bottom, not caring about the burner. Fuck it, you only ever text Snicky.

“Come on, doll,” Bucky stops by your phone, bending to pick it up, “how many of these you lost so far?”

He wiggles the phone at you, am eighty dollar Polaroid piece of shit.

“Leave me alone.”

“Ah, what's happened to customer service these days?” He tuts and comes closer, shoulder broad and rolling. “Look, I'm not here for me, right?” He tucks your phone in his jacket pocket, “my friend, Steve, the string bean, he likes you.”

“I don't fucking know you. Or him. And I don't wanna know you–”

“You don't? Cause I think I got to know you pretty well–”

“Fucking ass–”

“Let's not keep going through this, alright? Now, I've been pretty damn nice. Do you know how much you can learn from a phone? I know you're about thirty-seven dollars in overdraft and your Instagram keeps popping up with pictures of that dumb girl that hangs off you.”

“How, I–”

“Locked me out? You think,” he taps on the glass on the other side of the gate, “what if I made you a deal?”

“I'm not into the hard stuff,” you scoff.

“Didn't seem to mind it,” he winks, “maybe coulda gone for something lighter…”

“What do you want?” You bark.

“Alright, alright, like I said, it's not me,” he smirks, his gaze creeping up and down your figure. “My friend, he's got no luck with the girls. Told me you stood up for him. That's sweet despite… being you.”

“So you wanna be my pimp? Oh, fuck off–”

“A date. That's it.” His hand tightens in his pocket, gripping your phone. “Humour him. He's been moping about you all week.”

“Yeah right, I'm not stupid–”

“You won't see me. Really, I got plans. Saturday's are good for business, not worth the cut.”

Your nostrils flare. You want to be done with it, him, that club, and all the losers who hang out there. You bite down and cross your arms, glaring at him.

“How about… three hundred?” He offers. “Up front.”

He shifts and pulls the phone out of his pocket. He sets it before the slot in the window then reaches into his back pocket. He takes out his wallet and counts several bills.

“He'll pay for dinner. He's the old fashioned type, you know? Just wear something sexy.”

You scowl, furrowing your nose as your mouth dries. You can't believe you're even considering this. Are you that low?

Well, hes offering as much as you get in a week and the last chunk of your rent. So yes, you are.

“Saturday?” You ask crisply.

“Seven,” he slides the money and phone against the bottom of the gate, “I'll send you the time and place.”

“If I even hear your name–”

“Relax,” he backs up, “I got mine. Just take it easy on my pal.” He smirks and uns his thumb along his bottom lip, “he's a virgin.”

“You're nasty.”

“Oh I know I'm just your type but he's better for you,” he chuckles and turns, stalking to the door, “and if you don't show, I'll be back to collect and trust,” he pauses, “I always get what I'm owed.”

The door swings shut and you stare after him. Slowly you look down and unlock the gate. You push it up and reach for the phone and the bills. The skinny one can’t cause you that much trouble, can he?

#bucky barnes #dark bucky barnes #dark!bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #the club #au #drabble #series #wasted #mcu #marvel #winter soldier #captain america #avengers

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lizaluvsthis · 2 months

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A Chamber of Burning Souls

Fanfic Written and Illustrated by @lizaluvsthis

Idea of creation by @itsajjanea

First off- I'd like to thank @itsajjanea for the main fic idea I feel so tempted on making the fic cause I really don't want to attend prom rn and I dont even have no partner. Anyways- consider this as a valentines meal for yall-

I know how much everyone has been wanting a valentines fic for our gay boys :))

Oh- just a reminder that me and AJ are making an AU dedicated with the Movie we both watched and gave us the gay fairy boys some ideas of it so :D

Summary: It's Prom and everyone is invited to celebrate at Square Plaza, having no partners left to find. SMG4 and SMG3 both paired together.

With Four having no experience of what Prom is at all, he happens to find himself binded with his ex rival filled with complicated thoughts.

Tags: Friends to Lovers, Sun and Moon, fluff, romance, drama, hurt/comfort, angst, gay fruits are real, LOVE IS IN THE AIR YALLL

Relationships:

SMG4/SMG3

Mario & Meggy Spletzer

Meggy & SMG4

Mario & SMG4

Mario & SMG3

Meggy/Tari

Luigi/Bowser

Mario/Spaghetti¿

Bob & Mario

Chapter: Prologue- The golds in strangles

SMG4 gets a knock on the doors step as he opens it with no one at the presence. His eyes phased down to spot an envelope. "Huh- that's weird-"

SMG4 picked it up and brought it to the living room where Bob and Mario are currently playing games, Meggy cheered Mario up. "Come on Mario! You can do it! Beat his ass!"

Mario trying so hard as he spam clicks the buttons from the controller, with another set of limb to eat his spaghetti trying to focus. "I'm trying here!" Mario grunts in frustration as he gets almost beaten by Bob.

"OH YEAH!? YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER? WELL TRY ME B-TCH CUZ THIS BOB NEVER RES-" almost filling up Bob's sentences, he gets knocked over to the ground as SMG4 pops into the couch.

"Yo guys! Check this out! We have got a letter!" Meggy and Mario looked at each other, then back to him. "Ooh a letter? What does it say?" Tari spoke right beside Meggy as she pets her rubber duck.

Four carefully opens the envelope and took out the paper, he makes a small joke before opening it's last fold. "Hope it's not our loans for the castle-" in an immediate took by his suprise, the shining of the font reflected to his eyes.

The text is filled out of gold ink in a fancy choice for the font's italic words. The scent of the paper is dried oatmeal, with a mixture of red roses that can be smelled.

The crew found it astounding to take the envelope a bit too serious now as SMG4 carefully read out the words.

"Good afternoon to everyone, I hope you all are having an amazing day. This letter that we provide you all, is about an upcoming event that will be held at the Square Plaza near the Mushroom Kingdom, you are all invited to join in.

The main event is a party themed for Prom, just to remind everyone it's almost close to valentines day and make sure to bring yourself a partner.

We'll be glad to meet your attendancies at the party."

After SMG4 had read the letter, the bubbles of the air filled in and popped with his crew's early celebration.

"LETS GO BABY I'M GONNA GET MY OWN B-TCHES FOR TONIGHT!" Bob excitingly said, picking out something from his pocket and shot up a launcher through the roof as he called a helicopter to take him away.

"I'm so excited! I've never been on a prom sadly, last time I remembered were other of the inklings I know were the ones to beg for me to be their partner. I didn't know how prom works so I went alone and got kicked out- like thats a big sucker-" Meggy gazed up waving her hand away to think about the past and brushing it off as a cold plain memory.

"Mario's got-ta have thems spaghettis for free!" He 'Oooh'd' rubbing his stomach craving for more spaghettis than he'd eber order in a silver platter.

He day dreamed sitting on a fancy table holding a fork to his right as he asked the waitress for more pasta, sit up straight confidently pointing up his hand.

As a result of Meggy breaking through his 'imaginable-barrier' with the paper ripped on to the spaghetti. "Mario, we're supposed to bring our partners not just enjoy food." He threw out the paper snapping back to reality.

"Atleast foods can be your love match when it comes to terms of 'love' like my sweet spaghetta pasta rolli" he accordingly pulls another set of pasta out of nowhere patting the 'sauce' on top.

Meggy pinched the bridge of her nose fuming out frustration, guess it's always assumable that Mario will always be Mario.

"Mario, you do know foods aren't real beings right?"

The orange haired girl turned to look at SMG4, but to all she could see is a Meme Guardian whos pondering deep from his thoughts.

It was such a very hard decision, he wasn't even sure if he'll attend. "What about you SMG4?" The man in white and blue didn't respond, but instead. Turned the letter to look at the back.

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Location held in: Square Plaza

Time in: 5-6 pm

Time ends: 11 pm

Note- Required to attend and bring a special guest/partner

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Gazing through the golden text double checking, it made his eyes felt life threatening from the word's mouth. He squints his eyes. "I don't know Meggy, you guys seemed to have an experience when it comes to prom but I... well-"

Mario scoots closer to be in the side view "Assuming, you've never had a partner to dance with in your days?" Out of curiousness, SMG4 breaks everyone out by telling a word.

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT OR HOW PROMS ARE SUPPOSED TO WORK!" throwing the letter and the envelope at the same time to the sky.

"Aww don't worry SMG4! If it makes you feel any better, I don't know how proms are when it comes to occassions like this! I only watch it on animes with my waifu hatsune miku!"

Boopkins filled out enlightment with a soft pull from the sheets is a body pillow of miku hatsune where it gets hugged tightly by boopkins.

"But that isn't the same in reality, I've never had a partner- or even went to prom- neither!" "I thought you said people loved you and your contents before?" Mario urged in gibberish.

"They do... But- I'm not that as funny as a kind guy I am. I'm not one of those rich wealthy dudes, I don't have experience-" "well you're about to have it now!" Meggy cracked her knuckles.

"No- I don't think you understand-"

"we're pulling you in for your first ever prom experience!"

"Mario's gonn to help you find some chicks!"

The M&M duo spoke in different answers.

The dried inkling added a death stare to Mario's soul, giving him the creeps making him change back the sentence. "I mean- uh- help you with prom." Mario thought to himself with both eyes turning on opposite directions away from each other and his mustache growing bigger.

SMG4 gave them an awkward look, and finally decided. (If Three were to come then... I'll be there...) He didn't want to miss out all of the fun stuffs that will happen during the event.

"I guess- whats worse that could happen during prom?" He brought up a wide smile to the team as everyone Wooh'd in excitement.

Leaving then, pointing on view to SMG3's cafe where a letter is left the side of the doorstep the same placement back at the blue's castle.

*ding-dong* a doorbell rang. Where Three opened the door to check.

What could've been a result to happen when you didn't come?

"What is this... A letter?"

End of Prologue...

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Next Chapter- Night Bring Out... [COMPLETED]

#lizaluv #smg4 #smg34 #smg3 #smg4 smg3 #my art #my fic writing #my fic #my fanfic #itsajjena #acobs #a chamber of burning souls

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coloredsolos · 1 year

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hi :) i’d love situations #6 + fluff with jean please. love your writing!

MIRACLE ON 104th STREET

pairing: jean kirstein x reader

prompt: watching christmas movies

content: jeanboy surprises you for christmas, MODERN AU, not proofread

wc: 1.2k

a/n: sorry this took so long! the new semester started and since I’m a senior in college it’s gonna be a little crazy!! also, i'm sorry I kind of broke off from the prompt! find the list of prompts here

“Alone? For Christmas?” Jean asked you, his eyes wide as he did so.

You shrugged. It’s not like you had chosen to be alone this holiday season, but with your father working all break, you figured you might as well stay in your small apartment. Besides, your roommate, Annie, would be visiting her father, so you would have the place to yourself.

“I don’t see the problem,” you admitted, the walk to Jean’s car seeming longer than ever. Despite your protesting, Jean was driving you home from the 4pm history class the two of you shared. Damn this winter weather.

“W-what?! You don’t see the-! You can’t be alone for Christmas!” Jean practically cried out, throwing his hands into the air in exasperation.

The now exhausting conversation had started when Jean had begun telling you about his own Christmas plans. Mentioning how he would most likely go visit Sasha’s family again with Connie. It was their tradition, he would tell you. However, when asking about your plans, he did not like the answer he received.

“Jean it’s really ok. Annie will be out of town anyways. It’ll be nice not having to share the living quarters. Besides I’d much rather be alone at my place than sitting there at my dad’s. So can we please drop it?”

Jean sighed, but reluctantly nodded his head.

There was a chill in the air on Christmas eve. The snow that fell having no problem sticking to the ground, layering on top of one another until it was several inches thick. You had been bundled under a plethora of blankets while the heat in your apartment worked overtime. Jean has let all of your friends know about your Christmas plans, or lack there of, and now you were starting to regret declining Eren and Mikasa’s offer to come home with them. Especially since Carla made a mean Christmas dinner, or so you heard. The plate of place and bake Christmas cookies sat in front of you.

They weren’t very good.

You only prayed that the copious amounts of sugar would knock you into a sugar coma that would last until the next day. Most places were closed, and probably would stay that way even a few days after Christmas due to the snow storm that was taking place outside. That being said, the lack of groceries at your place was starting to leave you feeling massively underprepared. Grocery shopping was not your forte.

While debating if you wanted to pay the delivery fee in your favorite Chinese restaurant, your phone lit up from its place on your coffee table.

Jean: u awake?

You: do I ever sleep?

Jean: true

Jean: wyd

You: freezing to death

You: how’s Sasha’s?

You: did Connie sing the whole car ride there? rip to ur ears

Jean: I wouldn’t know, didn’t go

You were surprised to say the least. Why wouldn’t he go to Sasha’s? It was tradition wasn't it?

Jean: coming over rn

Jean: damn there’s a shit ton of snow

You knew there was no bother trying to stop the man from coming over. He was stubborn. Always had been. Instead your fingers hovered over the keyboard of your phone, unsure of what to say next.

Jean: do u want me to bring over groceries? connie bought way too much shit before he left fr

You: yes pls ur a lifesaver

You: been eating christmas cookies all night

You: also, please drive safe. I mean it. i’d be pissed at you if you died

Jean: <3

Deciding not to text the man while he was driving, you settled on making the living quarters look a little less like a tornado had ran through it, picking up and putting away any dirty dishes from earlier in the day.

Before too long, Jean was there. His arms draped with grocery bags, he wasn’t kidding when he said Connie may have gone a little crazy. However, you were more focused on how he looked. Jean had been dressed in what looked like a black turtleneck with a gray overcoat keeping him warm. How he always looked straight out of a fashion magazine amazed you. Meanwhile, you were wearing a pair of black sweats with mismatched cat socks on. And yes, they did have little ears on them.

“Well are you gonna leave me in the hallway all night?” he joked, the smile evident on his face.

Your face flushed as you realized you had zoned out.

“Y-yeah, come in.” You stepped out of his way, ushering him inside.

Jean immediately headed to your kitchen to put the groceries he had brought away. His familiarity with your apartment bringing a smile to your face. Jean shrugged off his overcoat, his muscles straining against the turtleneck that had been underneath. You couldn’t help but stare. It was no secret that your friend was a very attractive man. Not to mention he had the personality to match. His suave attitude, yet gentlemanly charm gaining the attention of many women whenever your friend group had their weekly outings.

“Helloooooo?” Jean waved his hand in front of you, bending slightly so he could meet your eyes. Snapping back to the present, you apologized quickly.

“Sorry… what?”

“I asked if you’ve eaten? I can make something for us if you’d like.” Jean offered .

You nodded shyly, embarrassed you had been caught daydreaming again. “I’d like that…”

Jean grinned, pushed up his sleeves and clapped. “Alrighty then!”

The two of you now sat on the maroon sectional located in the middle of your living room, your empty plates resting on the coffee table.

“I just don’t understand how they forgot their kid at home!” You cried out, your legs tucked under yourself in an attempt to keep yourself warm.

Jean let out a boisterous laugh, the sound music to your ears. “It’s just a movie! The whole point of Home Alone is being… ya know… home alone.”

You giggled, the harsh air providing the goosebumps on your arm a permanent residency. You shivered slightly despite the mountain of blankets you had been hoarding.

“Come here.” Jean spoke softly.

“Huh?”

“You’re cold.” He stated. “Just come here.”

Too cold to argue, you scooted over closer to Jean. His arm that had been resting on the back of the couch pulled you closer to him. You immediately felt relief, his body radiating enough heat for the both of you. You couldn’t help the sigh that fell from your mouth, nuzzling closer to the man without thinking. The tips of Jean’s ears turned a rosy shade of pink as you fell deeper into the man’s chest.

You let the continuous stream of Christmas movies play lowly on the television. Neither you or Jean wanting to get up to find the remote and change it. Eventually, Jean felt your breath fall steady, the gentle sound of soft snores slipping from you as you slept soundly.

Without thinking, Jean shifted slowly, positioning himself in a more comfortable position, careful not to wake you as he did so. Finally comfortable Jean was able to follow suit, slipping into a warm, comfortable sleep. The soft sound of Christmas movies continued to play in the background for the rest of the night, counting down the hours until you and Jean would wake up and celebrate the holiday together. The first of many holidays together. And truthfully? Jean didn’t mind this being his new tradition.

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wandamaximoffbaewrites · 11 months

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Matchmaker

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Reader

Synopsis: Yelena has a crush on you, you finally realize

Warnings: none

a/n: having a fat crush on Yelena rn and this seemed cute. enjoy!! <3 also idek what au this is, im just making shit up for my benefit. ps short bc im tired

You looked around the compound at the happy couples. Wanda and Nat, Pepper and Tony. Contented and together, all because of you. You had become somewhat renowned around the building as a matchmaker. You set people up to fall in love, but never worked your magic on yourself. This was unfortunate, because as you had been recently working on setting up a couple people from work up together, you had been blindsided to the hot, blonde, Russian who was so obviously into you.

As you walked away from the couple, Wanda sidled up next to you.

"So, Y/n," she said coyly, bumping her hip on yours as you walked. "Congrats on another successful match." You gave her a sidelong glance, your intuition giving you signs that she was hinting on something.

"See, it's really interesting. You set all these people up, and make them happy, but what about you?" Wanda asked sincerely, stopping and walking the two of you over to a seat by the window.

"Still not catching on, Wanda. Spit it out." You said, thoughts racing in your head.

"God, Y/n, you're so thick sometimes. When are you gonna take your share? Your own piece from the cake? Hello, find yourself a girlfriend!" She exclaimed, emphasizing the last words. Calming back down, she continued. "Besides, I know someone who has their eye on you." She winked and stood up, meeting Natasha in the hallway, joining hands as they walked, chatting excitedly about a movie. You stayed in the chair, staring out the window, pondering the conversation that had just happened. Someone sitting down next to you roused you back to the present. It was Yelena. You shared a mutual smile, beginning to engage in small talk. Happenings in life, new clothes, complimenting each other.

Throughout the conversation, Yelena was a giggling, hopeless romantic mess. You didn't seem to notice the ways she made the conversation flirty, complimenting you, laughing at your witty remarks. Your phone began to ding with notifications, signaling your leave. You didn't want the conversation to end. Talking to Yelena made your heart feel... warm? Whatever it was, it felt nice.

"Sorry, Lena, I gotta go." You said, regret creeping into your voice.

"Oh, yeah, sure." She said, her words smoothed by her accent. "Um, Y/n, before you go, wanna grab a coffee sometime?"

You turned to face her. "Yeah, if my schedule works, I'll let you know." You responded. You began walking down the hallway, and as you passed Wanda who was talking with Nat, it all came to you. Wandas words earlier, Yelena's flirty behavior, asking you out to drinks. You whirled around on your heel, rushing back to the blonde who was still there.

"Fuck, Yelena. I'm so dumb sometimes. I'd love to go out to coffee."

She blushed. "Ok, I'll text you then," she said, her voice high with happiness. As she turned to leave this time, you called her name, summing you back to her. You ran up and pecked her on the lips. She smiled, standing in the middle of the hallway, blushing and swooning as she watched you leave, unexplainably happy that you finally got the message.

#yelena belova x reader

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1dreamsareweird1 · 1 year

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CRACK APHMAU AU:

Okay imagine this, Aphmau, but instead of going to Phoenix Drop High she goes to Okhasis Prep. She goes in to take the entrance exam for Okhasis Prep and it's surprisingly easy (Zack payed off the school board bcs he made bank off working with the Ro'meaves so he's loaded and even though he's absentee he pays a shit ton of child support to Sylvana and the mystery woman he cheated on her with)

So she passes and she's accepted into the school after being in a Montessori school (primary/elementary) and then a private school (Junior High/Middle School). So she gets there and who does she meet? Liochant, who immediately takes her under his wing and teaches her all about the school and where to find things. He's also a sub in mentor so he's able to walk around with Aphmau and fill her in about all the clubs and social events that will happen just in case she wants to join a club or go to a pep rally.

After she gets a grasp on the school, she walks around the gym (It's like in PDH when there are a bunch of booths set up for clubs and stuff) and overhears that the soccer team is going to be holding tryouts in 3 months because their previous captain graduated and so did like half the players and the captain never set up a reserve team. She pulls out her notepad because I say so and this is my AU so what I say goes and I decide that she has a notepad with her at all times and she scribbles down that she should remember that.

Then she hears distant screaming and she looks up to so who? THE DAEMOS BOYS. She decides to steer clear of them because now one of the 5 boys in the group is now throwing fireballs and she's weirded out. She goes to her homeroom class after the club social lets out and she's one of the first people there thanks to Liochant showing her where everything is. She pulls out her phone and starts texting her online friend on it (I HATE AARON WITH EVER FIBER OF MY BEING HE WILL BE ERASED FROM THIS AU SOONER OR LATER. HE WILL ANSWER FOR HIS CRIMES🤬)

Then Noi sits down next to her and even though she said she wouldn't ever approach even one of those five boys Noi's just so sweet she can't not talk to him when he starts asking her about herself with stars in his eyes. Basically they're best friends by the end of the class and he offers to introduce her to his friends and she says "No thx haha they scare me..!!" and bolts off to the exit so she can walk home because if it's just Noi it's fine but she doesn't associate with crazy people so the rest of his friend group is off limits.

She's walking and she sees GARROTH AND LAURANCE ON THE OTHER SIDEWALK. She glanced over at them and they look over the Garroth trips over his own feet idc and he falls flat on his face. Aphmau turns her head and looks forward in second hand embarrassment while Laurance tries to help Garroth up off the concrete.

So I just re-read this and it's so bad and so unlike what I usually do it's almost embarrassing. But I'm committed and kind of sleep deprived rn so I'm probably going to fixate on this for a fat minute 🤭

#aphmau #fandom #aphmau pdh #minecraft #pheonix drop high #roleplay #okhasisprep #Liochant #Daemos #Noi #my inner demons #aphmau au #feral au #aphmau laurance #garroth ro'meave #laurance zvhal

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itsseohannbin · 10 days

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Hannji Rambles / Another Life Update

hiiii Pookies!!

Hope everyone is doing well and taking care of themselves!!!

I'm just popping in with a quick life update (cause apparently I'm having a lot of those lately) to kind of let everyone know what's been going on lately.

I know I said a couple weeks ago that I was ready to come back to tumblr and begin posting again, and I am, however, there's been a bit of a change of plans in regards to me starting up my writing/posting fics again.

Because I have been put on a temporary stress leave by my family doctor for the next couple weeks, I'm trying to reduce the amount of stress/triggers in my life until my next appointment, where I will be reassessed to determine if I'm fit to go back to work or not. I want to continue writing and posting because writing has always been a strong outlet for me to relieve stress and clear my brain when the noise gets too much, however, I need to make changes to what I will posting in order to help keep my stress levels under control.

SO,

that being said, I will be posting the remaining few parts/chapters of Like A Volcano (for all my Hannie stans out there who are ever so patiently waiting), BUT at this time, I will not be writing/posting a Jisung POV for this fic. I wanted to, and I was super excited to write a part in his pov, but I've been struggling with writing it for the last few months and it's really put a damper on my already not-so-good mental state. Maybe in the future, I will upload a snippet, but since the idea of creating a Jisung POV for LAV is causing more stress than it's worth, it will be put on the backburner for the time being. I AM SORRY FOR THOSE WHO WERE WANTING IT I JUST CANNOT WORK WITH IT RN!

However, the last few parts will be edited/revised and posted in the coming week-ish so I can finally put that fic to rest and start up The Blackened Heart again bc I am so so excited to start writing that again!

In addition to the Jisung POV being scraped (for the time being), I am also putting a halt on the LAV spinoffs I had in the works (Connected, which is the Chan x Jo spin off, and Waiting For Us, which is the Minho x Ash spin off) simply because both of them are causing more tension and stress than necessary.. I don't like it when writing feels like it's becoming a chore, I'd rather write stuff that I'm excited to write and post, and that entire AU series has quickly become the opposite of what I want to do... I will be coming back to them eventually, but as of right now, I need to do what I can to alleviate the amount of distress in my life, and that means putting LAV/Connected/WFU on hold.

I am happy to say I will be continuing my commission for the lovely @bethanysnow that I've been slowly working on while I get back into the swing of things, ((beth baby i am so sorry its taking so long im just really struggling right now so please bear with me :( )) and I'm of course still writing drabbles, fake!text posts, and my OT8 "The L Word" series.

Thank you all for the never-ending support and love I'm still receiving from a lot of you despite my inactiveness. Just know I read every single one of your comments, reblogs, and things that you all tag me in. I am still very much here in spirit, just slowly working my way back up to being a fully functional human being

In the meantime, as some of you may already know, I am starting a small business where I make beaded keychains, rings, lanyards, bracelets and more. Beading has very quickly become a safe haven for me and its very therapeutic to just sit for hours watching tv and making stuff to eventually sell. I am starting up an instagram account specifically for this business called Hannji's Creations, so if you're interested in what I'm making and such, feel free to give me a follow over there. I'm making a lot of SKZ themed stuff, however, I'm also opening up ideas for other kpop groups and other styled collections in general.

Thank you again to everyone who has stuck around and checked in on me these last few months. I know life can be tough sometimes, and lately I'm having a hard time getting back up somedays, but you guys all make it more bearable, so thank you. thank you for your continuous understanding and unconditional love..

You guys are awesome!

can't wait to show you all what's in store!!

Much Love,

Hannji <3

#hannji life update #hannji rambles #itshannjisung #itsseohannbin

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lino-jagiyaa · 1 year

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❆ Underneath the tree | Hwang Hyunjin ❆

SYNOPSIS:christmas didn't feel like it used to this year, so your boyfriend hyunjin came over to spend the day with you, hoping to cheer you up a little.

a/n: I hope everyone spends their holiday well! and hopefully, this makes up for my being so inactive with my writing :/

GENRE: fluff, non!idol au

PAIRING: boyfriend!hyunjin x gender neutral reader!s/o

WORD COUNT: 749

WARNINGS: none. (like one curse word lol)

song rec: underneath the tree - kelly clarkson

taglist: @dadonbabysworld @whatudowhennooneseesyou

❆

christmas morning didn't quite feel the same this year. even with the snow on the ground outside and some still falling past your window, it's as if something was missing. nothing exciting was happening, and that was getting to you.

it was early, 7 am. but you still decided to text hyunjin to see if he was awake yet.

you: morning babe, merry christmas!!

hyunjinnie: merry christmas to you too babyy <;3 hyunjinnie: what are your plans today?

you: i actually didn't have anything planned...

hyunjinnie: can we spend the day together then?? i still haven't dropped off my presents for you yet ^^ you: ofc!!! what time will you be here??? hyunjinnie: as soon as i cannnn hyunjinnie: like I'm getting ready rn lol you: okayyy you: drive safe pls. the roads are still a little slick okay? hyunjinnie: i will don't worry <3 <3

❆❆❆

15 minutes and he was knocking at your door. a little later than he usually takes to get there considering his apartment is only seven minutes away from yours.

nonetheless, you brush it off thinking it's probably nothing and just due to the current weather.

"babe hurry! i'm freezing my ass off out here."

"coming!"

you quickly go unlock the door for your boyfriend, only to be greeted by him holding a crate for pets and an arm full of gifts.

"what's all this? i thought when you said 'presents' you meant one or two?"

"i know, i know. and originally i did only plan to bring...three?" hyunjin put on a nervous type of half smile

"hyunjin"

"fine. but you know i couldn't help it! as soon as i see something i know you'll like, i have to get it." he playfully rolls his eyes

"don't you wanna see what i got?"

"of course i do." you laugh

hyunjin puts the gifts down on the coffee table that sits in front of your couch, then sits down the carrier so that he can let out kkami.

"surprise!"

"hi, kkami! i haven't seen you in so long babyyy." you say, crouching down to greet him

"you were telling me the other day how much you missed him, so I thought this would be the perfect addition to your amazing presents."

"well thank you, because this is exactly what i needed on a day like this. definitely lifted my mood."

"uh, excuse me! did you forget that i'm your boyfriend, not him?" hyunjin dramatically gasps

"of course not, hyun." you giggle

"but in all seriousness, what do you mean? did something happen?"

putting kkami on your lap and getting off the floor to sit on the couch, you sigh.

"well no. and that's sort of the problem. i woke up this morning expecting to be all excited that it's christmas but instead it felt dull, you know?"

"mhm, i get what you mean. but at the same time, I think that's just a part of growing up. it may not be as exciting anymore because you're finally getting a break from work and you aren't staying up late, waiting for santa to arrive. but that's okay. we can spend the day however you'd like, okay?"

"thanks, babe. and.. anything i want?" you raise an eyebrow at him

"of course." he puts a soft hand on your cheek and smiles

"but first we have to put kkami in this outfit I bought him and open our presents." hyunjin laughs

"outfit? let me see!" you basically scream at him

he reaches into his tote bag and pulls out a dog-sized santa outfit and matching hat and hands it to you.

"this is so cute! oh my god hyun. but is he gonna be fine with it on? he seems like he'd fight us if we try to put this on him." you question

"he might, but since i bought it and it's christmas, he's gonna have to just deal with it." hyunjin playfully scoffs

you and hyunjin opened your presents and shared smiles as you watched the other open everything.

kkami indeed fought the two of you when you tried to put him in the outfit. but the two of you got some pictures of him in it in front of your tree. so at the end of the day, it wasn't all that bad.

"should we make some hot cocoa and put on some christmas movies?" hyunjin asks

"sounds great." you smile

spending the day with him and kkami was just what you needed to get out of your holiday blues. couldn't ask for anything more perfect.

#hwang hyunjin #straykids fluff #hwang hyunjin fluff #straykids soft hours #stray kids drabbles #linojagiyaa

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kelliealtogether · 2 years

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17! 🧪 🥼 🧫

[30 incredibly specific aus.]

17. i can excuse unethical science but I draw the line at skirting lab safety. you cannot be eating rn

Emma, I'm sorry this took so long! Also, this isn't exactly eating in the lab, but it does involve food, and it's more hysterical science, not unethical, but this is where my imagination took me. It's 100% dialogue, something I've wanted to play with for a while, and I very much hope you like it. Love you. 😘

"No."

"What do you mean no?"

"I mean no. You're not coming in with all that."

"Sorry to break the news to you, Parrish, but it's my lab, too. You can't–Oh. Real mature. Block the door."

"You're not coming in, Lynch."

"I can move you."

"Didn't work so well for you last time."

"That was your fault."

"Was it?"

"Parrish."

"You're not–Did your bag just croak?"

"You're half deaf. You're hearing things that aren't there."

"Lynch. Ronan. No. You are not bringing her in here."

"She needs to be fed every two hours. I have to."

"That means you have her food, too. No, Ronan. You're not bringing a raven and a bag of macerated crickets and worms into the lab."

"Only you would call them macerated. Just say mashed like everyone else."

"I'll call them macerated when I'm the one doing the macerating."

"Such a goddamn pedant. What's that face for? Don't make that face. You are."

"You can make fun of me all you want, Lynch. You're not getting in the lab."

"Oh, come on. You need my help, Parrish."

"Yeah, I do. But not enough to let you in with a bird and mashed–God, you're so smug–bugs that will potentially jeopardize testing."

"You need me, though. I know the ICP-MS a hell of a lot better than you do."

"Because you jerry rigged it with a carrier gas of indeterminate origin so you could test your piss after you drank Goldschläger because–I think this is your exact wording–nothing gold can stay."

"My stance is that it was a successful experiment. Nothing gold did stay."

"It's a seventy thousand dollar instrument–"

"Used instrument."

"It's a seventy thousand dollar refurbished instrument that periodically doesn't work because of your successful experiment."

"Yeah, you like to periodically remind me of that. I told you I’d pay for service and IQ/OQ."

"Take her home, Lynch."

"Adam."

"Take her home, Ronan. I'm not risking sample or test contamination with mashed bugs or fecal–”

“Just say poop like everyone else.”

“You’re puerile.”

“You laughed, didn’t you?”

“Doesn’t negate that you’re puerile. Look, I know you want to get in here, but right now you’ll help more by taking her home. We want to get these assholes that dumped mining waste near her nest and gave every other living thing in the area lead poisoning. It’s not going to help if our analysis is brought into question because there was a corvid and her macerated crickets hanging out in the lab.”

“Jesus shit. Fine. But you tell her she can’t come in.”

“Ronan, I’m not–Hi. Hi, Chainsaw. It’s nice to see you, too. Ronan shouldn’t have brought you–”

“Maligning me to the bird. Nice, Parrish.”

“Go to hell. See if I appease you again.”

“You said that last time and then you put your mouth–”

“Take her home, Ronan.”

“Fine. Text–No, email me the results. Graphs and raw data.”

“I will.”

“If the nebulizer fucks around again–”

“I’ll FaceTime you.”

“Okay. Tamquam.”

“Alter idem.”

#pynch fanfic #trc fanfic #ronan lynch #adam parrish #my fics #prompt fill #pentadrabble #dialogue only

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loubouskz · 2 years

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get your tickets to the freak show

han jisung x fem!reader college au

description: jisung's loud friends thinks the cute bookstore worker but would be boring in bed. they make a bet to see if she really is, but it doesn't go how they think. maybe they should learn how to speak more quietly in a quiet bookstore.

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, oral(fem & male receiving), dirty talk, a bit of switch for both jisung and the reader, face sitting, marking kink, multiple orgasms, multiple rounds(literally 2), choking, creampie, one sexy text

wc: 6.2k+

a/n: this ff is solely inspired by demi lovato's song: freak ft. yungblud. I had so much fun writing this, like I wrote all of this in 8 hours in one sitting...I was so hyped to write it. I honestly love how it turned out. like...I feel like this is my baby that I'm sharing with you. I hope you enjoy reading this as much I did writing it!!😊

if you want to a song list of what I listened to(on fucking repeat): freak, heaven, city of angels, and bones by demi lovato. I'm on a music binge with their music rn. rock music is my fav genre😩

tag-list: @hello-stranger24

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“here’s your book and receipt, I hope you have a great rest of your day.” I said to one of my regulars. ”thank you y/n.” she said, smiling at me as she left. I waved at her as she exited the door. I looked over at the new books that still had to be put away before the day was over. I placed them on the cart and pushed them to the first section. I love this bookstore, I basically grew up in it when my family first started the business. it was soon to belong to me once my parents become to elder to care for the store. as I put the first few books away, the bell above the door rang and really loud group entered the shop. I looked over and saw a group of eight young men walking in. they looked to be in college. great. I pushed the cart back to the front to where they were. “hello, can I help you guys find anything?” I asked as I stopped in front of them. they looked at each other and chuckled, making me want to roll my eyes. “nah we don’t just here to check out the store and hang out.” one of them said. I nodded my head, “well if you need anything, I’ll be in one of the rows putting way these away.” I said, walking back to do my job. I turned back around and see pushing each other before going to seat down at one of the tables. “and please keep it down, I do have some people reading.” I said, before continuing on my route.

“she seems boring.” changbin said, resting his head on his hand. I leaned back in my seat as the rest of the boys laughed. “be nice bin. I bet she’s fun outside of work, you never know.” chan said. “oh there goes chan being the nice ole’ man he is.” seungmin said, nudging hyunjin on his arm, we laughed as chan gave him a playful death glare. “she’s kind of pretty though.” jeongin stated. “yeah if you’re into sweet, quiet and mostly boring women, jeongin.” minho said, tilting his head at him. I turned my head in the direction she was in to see her. “jisung, you’re being quiet.” felix said, I quickly turned my bed back to him- who I was sitting next to. “just trying to respect what she said that’s all.” I said shrugging my shoulders. the boys all looked at each other and started laughing quietly. “what?” I asked, looking at each one of them. “don’t tell me you have a crush on the worker of a bookstore.” changbin said, putting his head on the table with disappointment. “I wouldn’t even give her the time of day.” hyunjin said dramatically, throwing his head back. “guys.” chan said, with giggles behind his voice, “be nice.” “I bet she’s boring in bed.” minho said, before coving his mouth so he won’t laugh to loud. the other boys laughing along with him. I rolled my eyes and slightly laughed uncomfortably.

“wait wait, I have the greatest idea!” jeongin said kind of too loud. “shh! I think I already know what you’re about to say.” minho said, bouncing in his seat. I sighed and waited to whatever this stupid idea was. before jeongin could speak, the worker started walking back towards them. “everyone shush.” felix said, “so are we still gonna throw that party on saturday at the house?” he asked, turning his head to chan. “yeah, we still need to get drinks and extra chips.” chan said, playing along with the fake conversation. we, well like they, continued their fake convo as they secretly watched her go past us back to the front desk. changbin leaned in from across from the table and smirked. “jisung, ask her out on a date. see if she’s really boring in bed.” he said with a big smile. I shook my head, “no.” I said. “50 bucks if you do it.” hyunjin says. oh, now money which means it’s becoming a bet. “same but only if she’s actually boring in bed.” minho said, giving hyunjin a high five. “same.” changbin said, “you gonna do it?” he challenged.

I looked down and thought about it.

I pumped some hand sanitizer on and sat down and to update the book system. I heard the group of guys laugh and cheer. I looked up and watched them get up and one by one start to leave the bookstore. I wished them a good rest of their day and they waved back in return. I got back to my work but it didn’t last long. I jumped as someone knocked on the desk. “jesus.” I said, turning my body around in the chair. I saw one of the boys from the group with a book in his hands. “hey, I’d like to get this book.” he said, placing the book down next to the register. I stood up and walked over. I picked up and scanned the book with a smile on my face. “so, how is work going?” he asked, trying to make small talk as he pulled out his card out of his wallet. “it’s been okay, a little slow today.” I said, clicking the card button on my cash register. “I’m jisung.” he said with smile. “I’m y/n.” I said back. as he slid his card in and typed his code, I took a good look at him. grown out black fluffy hair under a cap, a white tie covered by a black jacket, and black pants that were ripped in the knees. he’s kind of cute I thought with a smirk. I grabbed his newly bought book and placed it in a bag.

he removed his card once it beep at him. I grabbed the receipt and placed it in the bag as well. “here you go and I hope you have a great rest of your day jisung.” I said, handing the bag to him. “thanks.” he said with a big smile. I went to turn around but he started talking again. “hey I know this is kind of straight forward, but I was wondering if you’re not busy tonight, if I could take you on a date?” he asked, scratching the back of his neck. I raised an eyebrow at him and crossed my arms. “where would it be?” I asked. “the carnival that’s in town right now.” he said. huh, why the fuck not, but I didn’t answer right way. I watched as he awkwardly swayed on his feet for a second. “I get off at 5pm. give me some time to get home and get changed. I meet you there around 6:45, sound good?” I asked. jisung perked up and nodded his head. “yeah, that sounds good with me. I’ll see you soon y/n.” he said as he bowed his head a little. I waved as he left the store.

I thought back to what I heard earlier…oh he’s gonna be fun to play with.

I met back up with the boys at the consignment store that was down the block at the corner. “so what did she say jisung?” jeongin asked as we started to head back to our house. “she said yes to the date.” I said, kicking the small pebbles I saw. “where you gonna take her?” chan asked as adjusted the bags in his hands. “the carnival.” I answered, making the boys say oo. “what time?” minho asked. “I have to meet her there at 6:45.” I said, before looking at my phone at the time. “I have 3 hours to spear, let’s get home and play some games.” I said, trying to change the subject.

“okay y/n, I’m heading out. I’ll see you on monday.” a regular, who also happened it be my friend, said. “alright tony, I hope you have a good rest of your weekend with your family.” I with a smile. “you as well and I couldn’t help but overhear that you’ve gotten yourself a date tonight.” he said with a laugh. “yes I do.” I said, pulling at my sleeve on my shirt. “well if it goes bad, I’ll be there tonight with my little sister. just text me and we’ll meet up, okay?” he said. "okay tony. thanks.” I said. “no problem. bye y/n.” tony said, leaving the store. “bye.” I said.

I looked around to see if there was anyone still left in the store. not a soul. I sighed and sat back down in my chair, looking up at the ceiling. I glanced at the clock next to me and groaned. 2 hours left now. “can’t time move just a little faster.” I said aloud to myself. maybe I can call dad a little later and ask if I can close the store early. I hate slow days. I thought of jisung and our date, which made my smile. at least I have something to look forward to.

“yeah, the last person left about an hour and a half ago and no one hasn’t enter since then.” I explained to my dad on the phone. “yeah go ahead sweetie. I’ll see you tomorrow for dinner, be safe.” dad said. “okay, I will dad. I love you,” I said. “I love you too. bye now.” he said. i said bye also well and ended the call. I smiled and went to go lock the door. I turned off the open sign and proceeded with my closing duties.

I walked into the house, “I’m home!” I said as I closed the door behind me, taking my shoes off at the door. my best friend, raya entered the room from the kitchen “hey honey, how was work?” she joked. “it was a slow day babe. I'm so tired.” I said, joking back with her. “but.” I said, before she could respond back. she raised her eyebrows waiting for me to continue. “I have an interesting date tonight.” I said, walking past her to the living room. “oh, tell me more!” she said. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and checked the time. 6:15. “come with me to my room, I have to be there at 6:45. help me pick an outfit.” I said, heading to my bedroom as she followed behind me.

“so he asked you out but the only reason you said yes is because you heard their conversation? that’s fucking hilarious.” she said, laughing. “I mean it’s their fault for talking loud in my store. how does this look?” I said as I walked out of my closest. she tilted her head, “cute but it’s going to be cold tonight.” she answered. my head fell back as I groaned, walking back into the closest. I picked out a maroon top with a black puffer jacket with leggings. i quickly put it on and headed back out.

“what about this?” I asked, doing a quick spin. “leggings.” she said. I held up my hand. “I need to wear something that will be easy to take off.” I said, her jaw dropped. “are you going to sleep with him tonight?” she asked, I nodded my head as I headed to my dresser and pulled out some socks. “text me when you’re on the way home, if you come back here. I don’t want to hear my best friend getting laid.” she said, standing up. I laughed and told her okay before heading to the bathroom. I began to brush my teeth as I heard raya say, “it’s 6:42 y/n.” shit, it takes 6 mintues to walk there. I spat out the toothpaste and rinsed out my mouth.

I ran out my room, grabbing my bag and keys on my way out. I rushed to put on my shoes and yelled goodbye to raya before locking and closing to door. I felt the cool wind hit my face, thank you raya for telling me to put something to keep me warm up. I began my jog to the carnival, why would I waste my gas to get to a place that I can easily walk to. gas it too pricey right now.

I made it to the front of the carnival and looked around for jisung, hoping he didn’t leave. I looked down at my phone and saw the time, 5:50. damn. I sighed and looked around one more time. why didn’t I give him my number so I could tell him I was on the way…oh wait maybe because he’s a fucking stranger y/n. you don’t give out your number to random people, especially to random guys you just met a few hours ago.

I scanned the crowd again and noticed a familiar group of people. jisung’s friends. I looked at all them and didn’t see jisung among them. though they could tell me if he was here, there was no way I, a female, going to a group of seven guys, alone. so I waited and watched his friends. soon jisung showed up and started talking to his friends. I took a deep breathe knowing I had to go over there now. hoping one of them would see me before I made it to them. the short one noticed me first and patted jisung on the stomach and nodded my way, saying words I couldn’t hear. jisung turned around and smiled me, walking towards me. we met half way and greeted each other.

“hey you made it.” jisung said, looking me up and down. “yeah, I didn’t see you and was worried I made it too late.” I said, looking around, “but then I saw your friends and waited for you to turn up.” I continued. “oh sorry about that. I was just in the bathroom.” he responded. “well you ready to head in?” I asked, jisung nodded. “yeah, let’s go get tickets.” he said, as we started making our way to the ticket booth.

we got our tickets, which he payed for, and headed in. “do you like rides?” he asked, I nodded. “which one do you want to go on first or do you want to do something different first?” he asked as we looked around at what the carnival had to offer and also the lines. “how about the magic maze first.” i said pointing to it, not to many people waiting in that line. “okay.” he said. we walked to the line. “so tell me about yourself jisung.” I said as we waited in line. “well, I’m 22 years old. I’m college, majoring in music production, I’m in my last year. I like to make music, dance, and watch anime.” he said. “oh that’s cool, do you want to be an artist or do you want to produce music for others?” I asked, as we moved up in the line. “an artist, I’m in a group with my friends. me and my two friends, chan and changbin, were are the main producers, we call ourselves 3racha.” he explained, I smiled as he talked about what he seemed to really love.

“next!” we heard, looking froward- we were the next to enter.

we exited the the magic house in fits of laughter. “your reaction was priceless, especially in the beginning with the mirrors.” I said, holding my stomach. jisung laughed with me and leaned into me, playful bumping me away. “yours’ was too! you barely could stand on the last part where it spins.” he said, making me stick my tongue out at him. “what next?” he asked, looking at me. “you pick, let’s take turns.” I said, he nodded. jisung looked around and saw the zero gravity ride and pointed to it. “that.” he said, i nodded my head and we made our way to the ride. we got in line and that when jisung told me to say some things about me.

“well I’m 23 years old, I graduated in business two years ago. I work at my family’s bookstore, I basically grew up in that store. it’s like my second home. I like to draw, read, and hang out with my best friend, raya- who is also my roommate.” I said, jisung nodded his head. “so it’s your family business, are your parents going to give it to you one day?” jisung asked. “yeah, once they do. I’m going to update the place with more update décor, but still keeping the same aesthetic.” I explained. we continued to talk about random things we are into.

we went on 5 other rides before we went to grab a snack to keep up our energy. “I would like a funnel cake.” I said to jisung. “alright, you go find a table- if you can, and I’ll get us the food.” he said with a big smile. “you already paid for the tickets, let me buy the food.” I said, but jisung just shook his head. “no, I’m the one who asked you out. but if we have a second date, we can split everything.” he said with a slight smirk. “oh so there’s going to more dates?’ I asked, mirroring his same smirk. “if you want there to be more dates.” he said, winking at me before going to the food stand. I felt my cheeks heat up as I turned around to find a table. I looked around and saw tony and his little sister sitting at a table. I quickly walked over and said hello to them.

“hey tony and mini tony.” I said, sitting next to malia as she rolled her eyes at me. “hey y/n, how’s your date going?” tony asked. malia’s eyes lit up as her head snapped in my direction. “you’re on a date!” she said. I laughed and nodded my head to the 13 year old girl next to me. “it’s going great. his name is jisung and he’s really fun to be around.” I said, looking back to see where he was. “that’s good to hear.” tony said, smiling at me. “is that him?” malia asked, pointing to him. “yes.” I answered, making her squeal. “he’s cute.” she said, wiggling her eyebrows at me, making me laugh. “malia calm down. I knew I shouldn’t have let you have some of my energy drink plus 3 sweets from the food stand.” tony said shaking his head, she just sweetly smiled. “are you having fun malia?” I asked her. “yes! we are about to go on one more ride.” she answered. “then we going home, it’s almost your bedtime.” tony said, looking at his phone. “what time is it?” i asked him. “9 o’clock.” he answered before putting his phone away. “oh, jisung is on his way.” malia said, shaking my arm. I turned my head and watched jisung walk over to us.

“hey jisung. this is my friend tony and his little sister-” i said. “my name is malia.” she said. I swear I could see her eyes becoming hearts. I looked at tony and chuckled. “hi.” jisung said shyly as he put the food down. “it’s nice to meet you but I promised malia one more ride before we leave.” tony said, standing up. “I want to get to know jisung though.” she said as tony walked around the table and picked her up to make her leave. I laughed at the scene and looked back at jisung who was silently laughing. “say bye malia.” tony said, placing her back on the ground and pushing her away. “bye jisung.” she said, waving at him. “have fun guys, but not too much fun.” tony said jokingly. I heard malia asked what that meant as they left.

we laughed at them, “well that was interesting.” jisung said as he sat across from me. “I think malia has a crush.” I laughed out, making him laugh as well. jisung handed me a fork so we could eat. “hell you even got a bye, I didn’t.” I said, taking the fork. “she’s adorable.” jisung said, taking at bite of food. that when I noticed the food. “did you get a large so we had to share?” i asked with smile before grabbing a piece to eat. “half true, a small was 3 dollars and a large was 8 dollars so I just got the large.” he said. we ate kind of fast and quietly because the carnival was about to close. “what’d the final ride for the date tonight?” I asked, already having a feeling what he was going to say. “the ferris wheel of course.” he answered. “I knew it, how romantic.” I said, with my hand over my heart. “you really know how to win a girl’s heart.” I said, making him blush. he stood up and I followed, he looked down and noticed something. he quickly bent down and started to retie my shoe. cute, I pulled out my phone and snapped a photo of him fixing my shoe and quickly putting it away. “thank you.” I said as he stood back up. “you’re welcome.” he said with a nice smile.

we were the next ones to get on the big wheel. “are you excited?” I asked, leaned into him. jisung put his arm around, “maybe, you?” he said, with smile. I playfully rolled my eyes as people left the cart. “come on lovebirds, ya’ll are next.” the operator said, waiting for us to enter. jisung got in first and helped me in second, sitting right next to each other. the operator closed the door, “have fun you lovebirds.” he said, pushing a button that makes the carts go. we slowly made our way to the top. I scooted closer to jisung as he wrapped his arm back around me, resting my head on his shoulder. once we were at the top, fireworks started going off. “wow, what a perfect way to end a date.” jisung said, admiring them. I looked at him and laughed. he turned his head and looked slightly down at me. “what?” he asked with a smile. “isn’t this where you kiss the pretty girl?” I asked with a big grin on my face. “oh where?” he said looking around the cart. “bitch.” I said, slapping him on the thigh. he grabbed my hand before I could move it away and held it in his hand. “oh there she is.” jisung said, leaning his head close to mine. my eyes flicked down to his lips back to his eyes. “just kiss me already loverboy.” I said, placing my hand on the back of his neck. he placed his lips on mine, he tasted like the funnel we ate and mint.

I tilted my head more into the kiss, wanting more. jisung guided his tongue on my bottom lip, wanting access and i gladly accepted. he groaned into the kiss and placed his free arm around my waist. I threaded my fingers through his hair, loving the feeling of his lips on mine. oh, boy I’m going to become addicted. we pulled away when the cart started going down, just smiling at each other.

“did ya’ll have fun up there lovebirds?” the operator said as he opened the door for us to get out. we nodded our head with blush on our cheeks. “have a good night two.” he said as we walked away. as we were walking to the exit, I grabbed jisung’s hand and laced it of mine. he walked down at our hands and back up at me, smiling. “you’re cute.” jisung said, swinging our arms. “says the guy who’s making us do a cute little swinging motion.” I said, squeezing his hand. “ha ha.” he said as we made it out of the carnival.

“did you drive here?” jisung asked. “no I walked, well I did a fast pace here. I live like 6 minutes away.” I said, looking up at him. “well I’m not letting you walk back home alone in the dark. so you have two choices: 1, we take my car or 2, I walk you home.” he said, holding up his first and second finger. “I choose the car.” I said as my feet started to ache a long time ago. “come on.” jisung said, leading to me his car. we got to his car and he opened the door for me. I hopped in and quickly pulled out my phone and texted raya that I was on the way home and that jisung may be spending the night as jisung close the door and headed around to the driver side. jisung climbed into the car. he fastened his seatbelt, I did also. “where to?” he asked as he started the car.

I gave him the directions to my house with soft music playing in the background during the drive. we stole glances at each other every now and then, making funny faces if we caught the one. he pulled into the driveway and parked the car. “I hope you had a good time.’ jisung said turning to me. “I really did, thank you jisung.” I said, unbuckling my seatbelt. “good good.” he said, looking around. I got out of the car and walked around the driver side, making jisung roll down the window. I leaned in and gave him a kiss, “I really did have fun jisung.” I said once I broke the kiss. jisung raised his head to get another kiss. I smiled during the kiss before pulling away.

“so jisung.” I said, resting my arms on the window. he hummed, looking at me. “are you going to get your tickets to the freak show?” I asked with my head tilted. his eyebrows went under his hair as his eyes widened. “what freak show?” he asked, making me smirk. “how about you come inside and find out.” I said, before heading to the front door. I heard the car be turned off and the door quickly open and close, making the smile on my face grow. I unlocked the front door and looked behind me and saw jisung jogging to me. I opened the door and let him in first and followed after me. I closed the door, taking off our shoes and jackets, leaving them by the door. I grabbed his hand and leaded him to my room.

I closed the door and pushed jisung up against it. I kiss him with passion, pushing my fingers through his hair. he moaned into the kiss as our tongues quickly met each other again. his hands grabbed my hips and brought me closer to him. I could feel him quickly becoming hard. I slid my hands down his chest, down to his dick. I kissed his jawline as I pushed my hand into his pants.

“oh fuck.” he said, throwing his head back, feeling my hand wrap around him. I peppered kisses along his neck and sucked lightly so I won’t leave marks. I mean he still has a bet to win. I kneeled to the ground and quickly worked to get his pants off as he took off his shirt. he stepped out his pants as I kissed him over his boxers. “how bad do you need me baby?” I asked, not moving my head an inch. “so bad.” he said, looking down at me. “want me to suck you off?” I asked, licking up his boxers. “yes please.” he pleaded, bucking his hip into my face. I slowly dragged down his boxers till they were fully off.

I sat there and just looked up at him. not yet. “go lay on the bed.” I said, not moving. his eyebrows came together and moved to the bed away. I waited and watches him lay on the bed before I stood back up. I made my way over to him and stop in front of him. I slowly removed my top and threw it to floor, turning my back to him. sliding my leggings and underwear down, giving him a good view of what he was about to get. “god baby. you look so fucking good.” jisung said, jerking himself off. I smiled and climbed onto the bed, bending next to his cock with my back to him.

I slapped his hand away and replaced it with mine, bringing my lips down to his tip. jisung moaned and grabbed at my ass, sliding it between my legs. I moaned around him and bobbed my head faster as his fingers found their way to my clit. “shit, you’re so good at this.” he said, putting his other hand in my hair. I popped off him and swung around to straddle him, I kissed him and leaned my forehead on his. “do you think you can get me off before I ride you?” I asked as I sat up. he nodded his head, trying to flip me over but I grabbed his hands and pinned them next to his head. he looked at me a little confused.

“I wanna ride your tongue sungie. is that okay?” I asked, tilting my head. “fuck yes.” he answered. I smiled as climbed over his head. letting my lower half meet his face. “god you look so delicious.” jisung said right before diving in. licking a bold strip up, from my opening to my clit. I grabbed ahold of my headboard. “fuck jisung!” I cried out. it’s been quite some time since I’ve taken anyone to bed. he pushed his tongue into my cunt and brought his hand to my hips, starting to guide me back and forth. I almost caved and fell over, grabbed ahold of his hair once again, pulling on it. he groaned at the feeling. “you’re doing so good. fuck.” I said, closing my eyes while throwing my head back.

he moved one of his hands from my waist down to my entrance, removing his tongue and pushed two finger into me while his tongue went to my clit. I let out a high pitched whine, bucking my hips in his hand. “oh jisung!” I said, feeling the knot inside becoming tighter. “cum for me y/n. so wet and tight. I can’t wait till I’m inside you.” he said on my clit, curls his fingers in the correct spot. my thighs clenched around his head as I came around his fingers and tongue. he removed his fingers and pushed his tongue back in to lap up my juices. I cried out at the feel. jisung pushed me up and back down so my cunt would back right above his cock.

“do you want to be on top or me…or just have two rounds?” I asked, making his cock twitch under me. “both.” he confidently said, running his hands up and down my thighs. I lifted myself up and grabbed ahold of him. pushing the tip right in and slowly going down. “god you feel me up so nicely.” I said, placing my hands on his chest. his hands went to my waist as I started bouncing on him. I paced the pace how I liked it and in a way I knew I would cum fast and hard too. my breathy moans coming out every time I came down. “yeah, you like my cock deep inside you?” jisung said. my pace faltered at his words as they went straight to my core. “yes, so good baby. I love it so much.” I said, my eyes falling closed. “I could get used to have this tight cunt everyday.” jisung said, thrusting up. I fell forward, my head next to his. “could you baby?” jisung said, making me moan loud. “yes.” I breathed out, focusing on my climax that was approaching quickly.

“I’m gonna cum, shit.” I said, making jisung give me even harder thrusts as my hand quickly made its way to my clit. I planted my lips on his for a messy kiss as I came around his cock for the first time. he kept me sat on him and I calmed down. “fuck, you did so good riding me.” jisung said as I sat up. “are you gonna make me scream or what?” I challenged him, making him smirk at me. he flipped us over, with me now under him. he brought my legs up to his shoulders.

“ready baby?” jisung asked. “yeah, do worst. fuck me hard, choke me, I don’t care.” I said, rolling my hips up. he gave my one hard thrust and me cry out, “oh fuck.” he very quickly picked a fast and hard pace, making the bed hit on the wall with each thrust. I threw my head back, clamping down on him hard and not being to keep quiet. “god, I can barely fucking move.” he said out of breath. I locked eyes with him, I tried my best to take in the scene. his body sweaty, hair sticking to his forehead, and furrowed eyebrows in concentration. “come here.” i said, grabbing at his hips. jisung pushed my legs from his shoulders and laid his body on me, his pelvic bone brushing against my clit. my legs wrapped around him as my arms went to his back, clawing at it. he moaned at the feeling. “baby choke me.” I said with water eyes. he carefully did so and squeezed it, making my eyes roll back.

“how close are you?” he asked as his thrusts started to become sloppy. “so close, shit. you gonna cum in me jisung?” I said, trying to make eye contact with but failed. he moaned and let go of my throat to focus on his release. “fuck yeah.” he said, gripping the bed sheets next to my head. the wet sounds of the room and the image of him made the knot rip for the second time, but even harder this time. he pushed hips into to mine once more and came deep inside me.

jisung arms gave out and collapsed onto of me as my legs fell from his hips. I ran one hand in his hair and the other up and down his back. neither one of us moved for a minute. “jesus, I don’t think I’ve ever fucked that hard before.” jisung said, making me giggle. he slid out of me and had enough energy to move and lay next to me. I turn to him and scooted close to him. “that was the best sex I’ve had in awhile.” I said to him. “well we can also do this on our second date if you want.” he said with a smile. I snorted and sat up, “well first off, you better lie to your boys and win that lame bet.” I said, climbing off the bed. “what!” jisung said loudly. I turned back to him and saw a scared look on his face. “your friends talk way to loud. say I’m boring in bed so you can win the bet plus you get a second date me. I see that as a win win.” I said, walking towards my bathroom. “now are you going to sleep in my bed sweaty or are you going to join me in the shower?” I asked, walking in the bathroom. I heard him talk to himself for second before running into the bathroom to me.

we entered the bookstore, met with the cool air in the building. “hello.” y/n said as she called up from the computer. all of us said hello back and went to sit at the table we sat at last week. once we were all sitting down, changbin was the first to talk about y/n and I. “so jisung, you earned 50 bucks from hyunjin cause you actually asked her out, but did you sleep with her?” he asked. I sighed and nodded my head, making the boys cheer. “but was she boring in bed like we thought?” minho asked. I looked back at the front desk at y/n, who was on standing up. she looked up from what she was doing and wink at me. I smiled at her and turned my head back around. my lips went from a smile to a smirk as I looked back at them. “yeah, very boring. I did most of the work and there wasn’t much talking either.” I said, hearing y/n snort in the back. “see we told you chan.” felix said. “well at least I don’t owe jisung money.” chan said. “yeah, now cough up my money.” I said, holding out my hand. changbin, hyunjin, and minho handed over the money. “thank you.” I said, counted the money. 150 dollars richer. I put the money in my wallet as I received a text on my phone. I pulled it out and saw it was a text from y/n who gave me her number the morning after our date. I looked up at her but she just smiled and turned her back to me. I opened my phone and went to see what she sent. only to lose my breathe at what I saw.

a mirror selfie of her on the edge of the bed, in my shirt and legs spread apart and the text under it said:

good boy. can’t wait for our 2nd date. ;)

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