#bfb fic

[none-of-it-was-accidental]

i miss zar's reggie, he's just another level of unhinged

[justalildance]

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[barbiiecams]

baby trapping bfb!rafe omg 😖. it would most definitely be an accident, but now you could finally claim him. you weren’t so opposed to the fact of getting pregnant with his baby beforehand, but because sarah was genuinely your friend, you made sure not to for the time being.

now rafe? he’d be so mad yet happy at the same time. he was very reluctant to even take off the condom off with you, and this seemed like the consequence to his actions.

“right there!” you moaned out as he hit the perfect spot inside of you.

“yea? right there?” he’d taunt, smirking down at the position he had you in. he pulled out for a second which almost made you cuss him out, but then lifted one of your legs in the air and held it by the back of your thigh, plowing his way back in again.

this made your eyes roll so far back you were almost positive they got stuck for a hot minute.

“that’s the spot, huh baby?” he’d lean over and say into your ear. not being able to form words, all you could do was nod. but there was something you desperately wanted from all this.

he’d been folding you up, throwing you around and switching positions all night. and he knew exactly how you liked it. it’s like he could seriously do no wrong. all though this whole situation was wrong, you still seemed to forget that this was your friends brother. someone who’s supposed to be off limits.

but we can’t help who we like, right?

he definitely didn’t care though, matter of fact, his dirty talk never stopped about it. “yea? that feel good being fucked by your friend’s brother? imagine if she saw us now. shit, i finally wouldn’t have to hide my girl.”

and he just continues.

“yea rub that clit baby. soak this cock.”

“keep taking it baby, know you can.”

“let go baby, cum all over it.”

as soon as he felt your release, his came up not too long after.

“shit, you feel too good. gonna make me blow mine soon.” this right here is when you ask for whatever, knowing how easy it is for them to say yes when they’re balls deep, seconds away from nutting.

“inside me? please!” you’d grab onto his shoulders, while his arms were now pressing your hip down into the bed.

his movement doesn’t slow, but his face says the answer as well as his words. “you know we can’t. convincing me to go raw wasn’t enough?”

“i just wanna feel you… all full inside me.” you’d say, almost choking on your words the way he’s still milking out your orgasm.

“i’ll cum in your ass. how about that?”

“s’not the same! please, rafe. just once?”

he doesn’t answer for a little bit, but the way his face starts to scrunch up, he was bound to cum in a few seconds.

“fine,” he finally says. “better fuckin take it all.”

right after that, his hot and heavy flow streams right into you, making your brain feel like complete mush.

after a few moments of just laying there, he pulls out and lays down next to you, pulling your head into his chest. “won’t be leaving you alone anytime soon with a pussy like that.” he chuckles, & you playfully hitting his chest.

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the only thing that brought you was a world full of trouble. because here you are now, sitting on the toilet with a nauseous stomach, and positive stick in your hand to top it off. this most definitely was not supposed to happen, but you didn’t feel that bad about it either.

taking a picture of it in your hands, you sent it to rafe then put your phone down and held your stomach again. you didn’t even need that pregnancy test. the way you were throwing up buckets confirmed it by itself.

not even 5 minutes later, he texts you back.

“didn’t i tell you it was a bad idea? now how are you gonna tell sarah, cus im not.”

now that was definitely something you weren’t thinking about in the heat of the moment.

[cal-flakes]

prompt twenty-one with brother's bestfriend!rafe (idk if you've got an idea for this prompt already but mine would be that reader says this to rafe 'cause he's unsure to finally take the step to kiss her since she's sarah's best friend)

i love your writing to the moon and back!!

╰┈➤ prompt twenty-one, bfb!rafe

warnings: light swearing, a tad nsfw at the end

“hi..” she whispered as she leant against the door frame, causing him to jump slightly. “hey, what you’ doing in here?” he asked, the corner of his lip curling slightly at the sight of her. “well, sarah’s asleep, and i can’t sleep, so i thought i’d come see you..” she grinned, tiptoeing across the room to perch on the opposite end of the bed.

“you wanted to come see me?” he queried, shocked at the confidence behind her voice. “mhm, is that a problem?” she joked, pulling her lip between her teeth as she lay on the bed, propping herself up to look at him.

chuckling, rafe shook his head as he lay back against the headboard, fixing his eyes on hers. “no problem at all, you have a fun girls night?”

“it was great, but sarah’s flat out now, so i’m bored..” she sighed, fidgeting with her hands. “what’d you do? talk about boys, gossip about girls?” he teased, allowing his eyes to linger on hee exposed thighs for a split second. “we’re not children rafe, but to answer your question, yes we did” she stated, tilting her head proudly as she giggled. scoffing, rafe shook his head, quickly turning away to hide the small scowl threatening his lips.

“what’s the matter, you jealous?” she giggled, amused at the idea. “maybe i am, so what?” he argued back playfully, nudging her ribcage with his knee. “oooh, big scary rafe cameron’s all jealous” she mocked him as she shuffled further up the bed.

“yeah whatever, you should go back before sarah catches you, y’know fraternising with the enemy and all” he smirked, instinctively moving closer as he propped his head up on his hand. “why, you scared?” she snipped, smirking back at him. scoffing once more, he inhaled deeply before reaching his arm out to cup her face, causing her to lean into his touch. “this’ look scared to you?”

her smirk never faltered as she pushed herself up onto her knees, confidently moving to straddle his waist. “no, does this?” she retorted.

humming in response, he leant in as he tangled a hand into her hair. following suit, she began closing the space between them until he suddenly pulled away, a menacing grin on his face. rolling her eyes, she pulled back, scowling at him. “fucking kiss me, asshole” she muttered, this time throwing her arms around his neck to pull him in.

“oh, you’re going to regret that” he growled, pushing himself into her as their lips met.

[lunarbuck]

Jane!! I'm so excited for you and your 1.5k followers! Thanks for letting me be part of the things. In an effort to help you pick back up with BFB!Bucky, do you think we can see some sexy times? Maybe early on when they're still keeping it a secret?

I'm sorry i've made you wait like over a year for anything from this AU 😭 I hope you enjoy this!!!

moodboard is for vibes only, not what reader looks like

Thinking This Through

pairing: bfb!buck x f!reader (any race)

wc: 1.7k

summary: A secret night with Bucky (from his POV)

warnings: secret relationship, fluff, pet names [pretty girl, baby, boo bear], oral (f receiving), smut (p in v), swearing

a/n: this part takes place before part 2 so it's technically out of order!! it's also in bucky's pov which was fun :)))

series masterlist | au playlist | my masterlist | 1.5k sleepover Title is a lyric from the 1975's song I'm in Love With You

I catch her eye from across the bar and find myself smirking into my beer. No matter where she is, no matter how many people are in the room, I always manage to find her. It’s like she fucking calls to me, a siren singing her beautiful song to lure me in.

Well fuck it, I don’t care if she’s a siren. I want her all to myself. 

Some girl slides up next to me, getting way too close for comfort, and batts her long eyelashes at me. “You wanna buy me a drink?” She asks, tossing her hair over her shoulder. I can tell she bleaches it too much; it looks fried. 

“Not really,” I reply, not caring to soften my tone for this girl. Maybe before I would’ve bought her one, maybe I would’ve entertained whatever this girl is trying to accomplish, but not anymore. Not since Becca’s gorgeous best friend turned my world upside down.

“You sure?” I feel the girl’s long, manicured fingers squeeze my arm, and I have to bite back the urge to tell her I’m taken. We’re not telling people yet. Neither of us are ready for the consequences of Becca finding out. 

“He’s sure,” Steve says, patting me on the back. The girl rolls her eyes as Steve shoos her away, but I don’t bother watching her leave. My eyes are back on the only girl I want to see tonight and every night.

She smiles at me brightly before her friend snags her attention again. Steve orders us another round as I text her. I want her with me tonight; I don’t care where we end up. I just want us together.

Bucky: You got plans after this, pretty girl?

Boo Bear: hm… i’m not sure yet

Bucky: Boo Bear? Really?

Boo Bear: i’m surprised it took you this long to notice

Bucky: anyways, i’ve decided you have plans we’re going home together in 20 minutes. 

Boo Bear: becca’s hanging out with ethan tonight, she said she won’t be home until after her class tomorrow morning

Bucky: perfect, see you in a few, boo bear

I try not to smile too hard at my phone, especially with Steve standing right next to me. He’s caught me practically kicking my feet while I text her way too many times. It’s becoming a problem at this point. 

Steve and I shoot the shit for a bit, and I pay my tab, shooting off another text to my girl, letting her know to meet me across the street. A few minutes later, I see her exit the crowded bar. She looks fucking fantastic, good enough to eat. Her jeans are tight in all the right places, and her top shows off enough skin to make my mouth water.

I never get over how perfect she looks, no matter what she wears or where we are. I don’t know how I held off for so long; I’m addicted now. 

“Hey, boo bear,” I whisper once she’s close enough. I tug her close and breathe her in, pressing a kiss to her neck. 

“Hey, Buck.”

The second the door shuts behind us, I’m on her. I press her against the wall, loving how soft she is against my body. Her hands grip my shirt, nails gently scraping against my chest. I kiss her deeply, tasting her.

“You’re gonna kill me, Buck,” she whispers, nipping at my lip. I dip my head, kissing along the soft skin of her neck as my hands trace down her body. I hook my arms under her legs and pick her up, wrapping her legs around my waist. 

“You got it all wrong, pretty girl. You’re gonna be the death of me.” I walk us to the couch and sit, positioning her on my lap, and she immediately grinds her hips against me, drawing a groan out of me. 

I tug at the bottom of her shirt until she lifts her arms, letting me pull it over her head, and I bite back a moan at the sight of her in just her bra and tight jeans. My lips immediately attack her collarbone, biting and nipping a trail down to her perfect tits.

She watches me, lips parted, as my hands find their way to her back, undoing the clasp on her bra. When I pull the garment away, she shivers, and I practically come in my goddamn pants. 

“I love when you look at me like that,” she whispers, fingers tugging at my hair. I take one of her nipples in my mouth, running my tongue over the bud. She gasps, gripping me tighter. 

While I tease her with my mouth, my left hand traces her skin, the metal cool against her heated body, and my right finds the button on her jeans.

“Pants. Off, Now,” I tell her.

“Ooh, Caveman Bucky is coming out to play,” she teases, standing on shaky legs to strip her jeans off. I shift until I’m sitting on the edge of the couch, my eyes level with her belly, and gaze up at her. 

She’d never believe her if I told her, but she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. 

I run my fingers along the band of her panties; she’s ticklish there, before I tug them down her legs. “You’re wearing too many clothes, Buck,” she tells me, reaching for my shirt. I let her pull it off of me, my jeans following soon after, and before I know it, I have her pressed into the couch with my head between her legs. 

I love the way she grips my hair, showing me exactly what she wants while I eat her out. My hips grind against the couch, seeking any sort of friction I can find. I work her up with my tongue and fingers, desperate to feel her come.

Her face twists up, and she makes these beautiful breathy sounds, and I know she’s close. “Come on, baby, come for me,” I practically grunt, circling her clit the way she likes.

She comes with my name on her lips, and I can’t help but smile, knowing I’m the one that gets to do this to her, the one that gets to have her like this. I shift off the couch and pick her up, carrying her to her room. 

I settle her onto the bed, kiss her until she’s breathless one more time, and run out into the main room to grab our clothes. We can never be too careful. Once I’m back, I pounce on her. I’m starving when it comes to my girl. I can never get enough.

“Please, Bucky,” she whines when I settle myself between her legs. She can feel how much I want her, how badly I’m aching for her, but I need her to beg a little more.

“Come on, baby,” I whisper. She knows what I want her to say.

“Fuck, Bucky, please fuck me.” I grin and sit up, watching her writhe on the bed. I fucking love her like this.

“You want me to fuck your pretty pussy?” I ask her, running my thumb over her sensitive clit. 

“Please, please, please,” she chants, giving in to the feeling. 

“Your wish is my command, baby.” I line my cock up with her and slowly press in, gritting my teeth at how tight she is. Once I’m fully inside her, I don’t move slow; I don’t give her much of a warning before I set a quick, deep pace.

I kiss her all over, needing to feel her everywhere. Her hands grip my back, scratching her nails against my skin, and I love that I’ll probably have marks tomorrow. Steve’ll probably give me shit, but I can’t wait. 

I lose myself in fucking her, in pouring myself into the beautiful girl below me. She’s blissed out, loving the pleasure I give her. I press deeply inside of her, making her moan. She clenches around me, and I know she’s close again.

I help her turn over, lifting her hips into the air. She settles her upper body onto the mattress, and I have to groan at how perfect she looks like this. Gripping her hips, I press back into her and fuck her, my dick hitting deeper inside her in this position. 

She’s a bumbling mess, moaning incoherently, and a sense of pride bubbles up in me. I know I won’t last much longer, so I reach around and find her clit again, bringing her back up to her peak.

“Come on, pretty girl.” She presses her hips against me, begging me to keep going. “I know you wanna come again; you wanna come all over my dick, don’t you?” She nods even though her face is pressed into the mattress.

“Yes, Bucky.”

“Then come for me, baby. I wanna see you come on my cock.” I fuck her harder, picking up the pace on her clit, and a few moments later, she comes hard, sending me over the edge right along with her. 

Together, we collapse onto the bed, and I pull her close, needing the skin to skin contact. I know I need to get up and grab a towel so I can clean her up, but right now, this is where I need to be. I need to be wrapped up in my girl.

As we’re catching our breath, I hear the front door click open, and the familiar sound of my sister’s voice rings loudly through the apartment. I roll my eyes as I stand, looking for my boxers. I look over at my girl and see her frantically searching for her phone. When she grabs it, she shows me a text from Becca saying that since Ethan’s roommate is home, they’re coming back here.

I stifle a laugh; we always have shit luck with this stuff. We settle back into bed and wait for Becca and Ethan to find their way into Becca’s room, but in the meantime, I enjoy cuddling with my beautiful girl.

I want to go public. I want to tell Becca. I hate all this secret stuff, even though it’s fun sometimes. Hopefully, she feels the same. I press a kiss to her forehead as she scrolls through her various social media apps and make sure she knows just how much I like being here with her.

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[mao-likes-2-draw]

“oh my GOSH! come to my house!”

[upsidedownwithsteve]

LEVEL 2. MORNING RIDE:

a summer morning, a pretty boy in a car offering you a ride to work, even though he definitely hated you, didn’t he? blue skies, sprinklers in yards and a slow drive by with an argument through an open window. you didn’t get in the car, but you somehow still spent the journey with steve.

LEVEL 3. POWERCUT/HEATWAVE:

y’all hannah montana’d your way out of that one.

LEVEL 4. FOE:

a girl you didn’t know, older and bubblier, with pretty lipstick and big curls, asking you for advice on how to land a date with the guy you worked with. a level of endurance, of trying to be nice to the customer who spent your whole shift flirting with steve, right in front of your face. the audacity.

LEVEL 5. TRUTH:

a staff party, a shot of tequila, a cloud of smoke, a spilled beer and someone asking you if you really do hate steve harrington. a time to be brave, maybe stupid, whispering enough secrets for a boy to follow you into dark corners and ask if you were really telling the truth.

LEVEL 6. RELEASE:

an interrupted party, a police chase and a boy who takes your hand and tells you to run. garden hopping, hiding behind cars, hopper on a bullhorn telling you this isn’t the time for hide and seek. and what’s that? someone’s backyard pool? blue and warm and the perfect hiding spot.

LEVEL 7. TAILS:

a photobooth with steve, a shiny coin, the air heavy with tension, a boy filled with confidence. a game of choice, a stupid bet, the flip of a coin that landed on tails. you could’ve walked away, just like steve said, pretending nothing had happened. would you have?

LEVEL 8. TAKE A SEAT:

the rain is still coming down hard outside, but you don’t make it to the parking lot. steve helps you cash up, hips bumping, shoulders touching, hands brushing. he doesn’t offer you a ride home, but he could find other places that you could sit comfortably. an 18+ level, where steve shows you how good he is with his tongue.

LEVEL 9. SOUR:

all mean, no sweet. another argument, just for the sake of it, for old times, for good times. besides, it’s practically foreplay, isn’t it? a lunch break together in the too small office where steve learns about the lock on the staff door and your special power of bringing him to his knees.

BAD FOR BUSINESS: THE FINAL LEVEL COMING SOON 👾

[galaxy-brushs-posts]

Here's some screenshot stuff of Tennis Ball and adding my au additions onto it instead of writing my story since my motivation is shit!

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The way he looks... :3

That fucking face-

AAAGGH-

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You mean...Well READ!?

[loveandstars]

mandatory TPOT 8 drawing

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

last line wip tag !! :3

rules: in a new post, show the last line(s) you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

(@seiwas sel i am . so late to this forgive me 😔😔 BUT i just got started on another fic so i thought i’d jump in !!! tysm for the tag beloved 🍵)

this is just a little line from the best friend’s brother!gojo fic i started on this morning!! i’m trying to make it mildly funny and mildly bittersweet but mostly i just think bfb!toru is. attractive. 😔😔 so we all know it’s just gna be me drooling over him for 5k words …. as always ………

most of all, he wants to protect you from men like him — men whose emotions get lost somewhere between their minds and their mouths. 

no-pressure tags: @catchuuu @staryukis @dollsuguru @elusivemoon @mossmurdock 💐

[st4rrvcha]

𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆(ch.3) - bfb!hyunjin x fem reader

wc: 1.2k

genre: fluff

warnings: use of “darling”, makeout sesh, happy ending

chapter summary: you confess to sam and find out your feelings are requited.

note: hyunjin is referred to as his english name, sam, and reader is referred to as yuki.

⋆.ೃ࿔* :･

a/n: idek if i should make another chapter of this :P. lmk what you want :)

⋆.ೃ࿔* :･

Ruko looks at you and Sam with a smirk after your exchange. She leaves first to give the two of you some unneeded privacy, as any good wing-woman would do.

“Meet my in my room in an hours. I’ll open your present then.” Sam whispers in your ear. He brought you close in one last warm embrace before the two of you went your separate ways.

30 minutes later:

Sam, in his living room partying and dancing away with all his guests, is trying to have fun, and he can’t help but wonder why you were being so somber and serious. It’s just a gift. he thought. What could be so serious about that?

meanwhile:

You are on the edge, ready to leave the party right then and there. After asking Sam about the gift you’re petrified in fear of the moments to come. It’s so bad that you can’t even dance and have fun properly. You look for Ruko, and once you find her you make your way over to her.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to do this.” you say, trying to take deep breaths.

“Oh, shut up. I’ll force you there. I’ve been waiting for this moments for too long. You are not going to mess this up for the two of us just because you’re nervous,” Ruko scoffs. She takes a slight step back, realizing how harsh that came out. “Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. I’m sure nothing bad will happen. If he rejects you I swear that I’ll kill him!” she then says in a more reassuring tone this time.

Two of you stick together, drinking and dancing your worries away.

30 minutes later:

It’s now been an hour, and you’re waiting in Sam’s room, present in hand so he can open it. You’re sitting on his bed, your leg bouncing up and down with anxiety. To relieve yourself you look around his room. The LED lights are set to a beautiful blue color, you felt like you were underwater. The lights bouncing off the walls, and his cologne lingering in the room grounded you, giving you some much needed comfort.

You hear someones footsteps lead up to the door. Not knowing who it is, you tense up slightly, halting your breath.

Someone open the door slightly, and you come to see that it’s Sam. Upon seeing his face you starting breathing normally again. The two of you meet eyes, and smiles have suddenly been plastered on your faces.

“Hey darling. I’m ready to open your present now.” Sam says with a sweet smile on his face.

As you hand him his gift, you suddenly break your silence.

“Sam, I have something I need to tell you. But please, open the gift first.” you say. At this point, you can’t back out, so you’ve mustered up all the courage you’ve got.

He nods, unsure of what’s next. He opens his present with the most gentle touch you’ve ever seen. As he’s opening it he sees a painting and a letter. He picks up the painting and hold it arm’s length from his face. He looks like a new father picking up his newborn for the first time.

“You painted this? For me?!” his voice is slightly high-pitched you can see sparkles in his eyes. “And it’s my favorite flower? How’d you even know that?!” Sam exclaims. He’s over the moon right now, his heart touched by this thoughtful gift.

“I remembered the first time we had hung out without your sister. That night, we shared our hobbies and talked about things we loved. Likes, dislikes. You said your favorite flower was roses.” you say, while slowly taking the letter and unfolding it.

“I’m touched that you found that so important to remember about me.” he says, his eyes glittering. “I remember your favorite flower too. Tulips. I found that so cu-” Sam stopped speaking abruptly, looking down at your hands. “Darling, why are you opening the letter? I was going to read it.” he says with a pout on his face.

“I had to put it with your gift so I wouldn’t forget. As much as this is a letter, it’s really a script for me.” you admit, your head hanging lowly so he can’t see the embarrassment creeping onto your face.

“Script? What for?” Sam asks, confused.

Smiling, you choose not to answer he question directly, and instead just start reading the “letter”.

“It feels like I’ve known you for a millennia, when in fact we’ve only known each other for 5 years. From my recollection, you were kind, intelligent, funny, and of course, dramatic. The first thing I noticed when I saw you, however, was how beautiful you were. Even with an expressionless face, or one of your iconic stank faces, you stole the attention from everyone as soon as you walked in a room. But, when you smiled, my world lit up. Your smile warmed my heart, defrosting my from my icy shell, my pain from the past. The more we talked, both with and apart from my sister as the years went one, I realized that I really enjoyed my time with you, and you made me really happy. But recently, I’ve come to my senses and finally realize that I’m in love with you. And I’m hoping, praying, that you love me back.” you feel like you’ve been talking for hours, when in reality you’ve only talked for 5 minutes. You practically sped through the confession, trying to get it over with, barely giving yourself time to breath.

You look over at Sam, who’s eyes are sparkling, tears welled up in them. He has the widest, brightest, most beautiful smile on his face and he can’t even believe what he’s just heard.

He shifts closer to you on his bed and caresses your face with his soft hands, tucking your hair behind your ears. His eyes flit from your eyes to your lips and back again. He makes eye contact with you once again.

“May I?” he asks, his voice low and husky, with a whisper.

You nod, and he pulls you in to kiss you. He hold your body closely tightly against his by your waist and kiss you with all his might. You can feel his plump, soft lips against your and soon after the two of you part, drawing ragged breaths.

He licks his lips. “You’re refreshing. Like iced tea on a hot summer day.” he says with that same beautiful smile.

His hand comes up to your chin, and brings it down, slightly parting your lips. He brings you in for a kiss once again, his tongue slipping into your mouth with fervor, the flavors of the two of you mixing together. You two part once again and Sam stares into your eyes.

“I love you too Yuki. I’ve loved you ever since we met. You’re the most beautiful human I’ve ever laid eyes on. I love your smile, your laughter, your gorgeous, sparkling eyes, your voice.” he looks wistfully at you. “Will you be my girlfriend?”he asks, hopefully looking into your eyes, love pouring out of him.

“Yes!! I love you so much!!” you giggle as you embrace him in another hug.

“I should’ve asked you sooner.” he says, his head nestled in the nape of your neck, smiling.

He wanted to stay like this forever, and so did you.

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should i continue this ff?

with love, emi(stvrrvcha)

[luvrseung]

jake as ur best friends brother and u develop feelings lol 😆

ehehehe here you go ehehe

𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

## pairing(s)! bff's older brother! jake x reader

## genre! mostly fluff with the tiniest bit of angst

## wc! 1.2k

## warning(s)! cursing, and not much else?? but if u feel like there should be any other warnings pls lmk asap!

## a/n! another request! lowkey i love doing reqs 🫶🏻 this was very fun to do and there could possibly be a part 2 if this gets enough likes?? or if you want a part 2 LMKKKKK‼️ anywayssss enjoy~ [PART 2 OUT NOW!! <3 CLICK HERE! :D]

You’re not sure where or when it started, but you were definitely in a whole that was dug way too deep. The Sims were your absolute favorite siblings. Jake’s little sister, Bella, was your bestest friend and absolute favorite person on the planet. Growing up, and even up until now, it’s always been “y/n and Bella!” Or vice versa. To make a long story short, the two of you were the same person in different fonts. You were an only child, so having Bella around was like having a sister and best friend wrapped in one. It was also a bonus that she lived across the street from you. The two of you were always at each others’ houses and you wouldn’t want it any other way. The two of you did everything together and will keep doing everything together. You two were quite literally two peas in a pod.

Jake was a year older than the both of you. Growing up, he was close with you guys. But when high school started, he made new friends and met new people. That resulted in him being around less and less. Now that you think about it, maybe that’s when it started. Once Jake started high school and you and Bella were still in junior high. Seeing him less made you miss him. Jake being on the high school’s football team also subtracted the amount of times you would see him. But you definitely only missed him because he was fun to be around, right? That was definitely the sole reason and nothing else, right? Yeah…no.

The summer after 8th grade, before you first year of high school was when you realized you missed him because you liked him. How cliche, you think. Liking your best friend’s brother? Great. You didn’t think Jake would reciprocate your feelings, so you kept them hidden. You kept your feelings hidden when he introduced everyone to his first girlfriend. You kept your feelings hidden when he dyed his hair blonde. That was very hard on you, to be honest. And you definitely kept your feelings hidden when Jake would come home from practice to hang out with you and Bella.

“Oh, word? She’s really pretty.”

“Yeah..” Jake lets out a nervous giggle, “Yeah, she is.”

“Yeah..” Jake lets out a nervous giggle, “Yeah, she is.”

“Bro,” Jay speaks up, “You totally like her.”

“What? No I don’t, what makes you think that?”

“Dude, your ears are bright ass red right now,” heeseung speaks up.

“Okay? That could mean anything.”

“So… you wouldn’t care if I asked her out, right? Since you don’t like her that way,” Sunghoon chimes back in.

“Nah dude, she’s off limits,” Jake replies. The rest of his friends give him a look. “Hey, don’t look at me like that! She’s my little sister’s best friend. It would be so weird to see her around with one of you guys.”

“Yeah, because you like her, dude,” jay interjects.

“Okay, no. You guys got it all wrong. I see her like a little sister. You guys wanna protect your little sisters, no?”

Sunghoon speaks again, “Well, yeah. But who would be better for her than one of your closest friends, right?”

“Dude, for real. She’s off limits.”

“Oh, so someone else can have her, right? What about Sunoo? He’s really nice,” Jay adds in.

At this point, Jake starts feeling frustrated. Which results in him blurting out the first thing that comes into his mind.,“No way! She’s mine! What does he have that I don’t?” After he got that out, he looks at friends with realization. “Shit,” he manages to get out, “I have feelings for my little sister’s best friend.”

“We’ve literally been telling you this whole time“ heeseung tries to interject.

“Okay, okay, I get it,” Jake surrenders and the other guys start to laugh at him. “Hey! Fuck you guys!” He says while giving everyone the finger. He realizes now, that he’s in some deep shit.

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[fandom-monium]

I am not crushing on⏤wait a damn minute...🤔

Can’t remember who exactly, but i think it was @lollytea that mentioned how if Willow were to fall for Hunter, it would be over the mundane things. Small things like his laugh, his smile, the way he calls her captain, how much he loves Flapjack ya know its the little things 😌 

and i cant argue with that 🤷‍♀️

[askfreesmart]

Have you guys seen any of the new movies out right now or do you not have a cinema where you are? I'm sure Yoyle city has some sort of theater or so since it's like so big

"There are some other titles... Can't remember most of them. I might take some pictures of the posters when we see them next."

[kei-maki]

Me writing an astrobiology fic rn

[mao-likes-2-draw]

girl world

check out my match-centered fic! it uses human names so it might B confusing at first, but all feedback is appreciated! thank uu <3