#but ‘being in love is all fun and games until you realize you wanna kiss another immortal being sometimes

[certified-scoundrel]

[ssweetreveries]

in for a ride!

✩ san x reader

. 18+ mdni!

. word count! 1.4k

{oneshot, smut, nonidol!san, softdom!san, afab!reader, sub!reader, pet names, vaginal fingering, they’re in public, fluff}

a.n i apologize if there’s any mistakes, this isn’t proof read and english isn’t my first language, please bare with me!! enjoy! ><

synopsis . in which your boyfriend takes you on a date to an amusement park and let’s just say, you’re in for a ride! ;)

A few days ago, your boyfriend heard you talking on the phone with your friend, overhearing something about you wanting to go to an amusement park. And that’s why San decided to surprise you today by taking you on a date. 

In the car, you couldn’t help but fiddle nervously with your fingers and the hem of your sundress. You had no idea where he was taking you, his only directives being to get ready because he was taking you on a date. 

San grabs your fiddling hand in his, he glances at you quickly before re-focusing on the road. “Why are you so nervous, baby?” he asks with a chuckle. 

“I don’t know where we’re going, can you blame me?” you pout at him. 

He squeezes your hand gently, “Well, you’ve got nothing to worry about, you’re gonna love it.” 

You hum and interlock your fingers with his. Your nerves slowly getting replaced by excitement. 

Your head turns to gape at San when he turns into the parking lot to the amusement park. “Sannie?” you say amusedly. 

“Hmm?” he hums with a smile, pulling into a parking spot. Once he stops the engine, he turns to face you. “Like it, princess?”

You nod with a grin, “but, how did you know I’ve been wanting to come here–” 

He simply shrugs. “I’ve got my ways, c’mon now” he says before exiting the vehicle, running to the passenger side to open the door for you. He does this every single time, and you just can’t help but let out a giggle. 

You take his helping hand and step out of the car, looking at the park entrance with stars in your eyes, not noticing San looking at you the exact same way. 

“C’mon, baby, let’s go have fun” he cooes, taking your hand gently in his and pulling you along. 

You smile letting him pull you along with a dumb smile on your face, the place taking you back to your childhood, making you feel like a kid again. 

Upon arriving at the entrance, San pays for both of your wristbands even going out of his way to buy the fast pass, so you guys don’t have to wait in line. When the staff lets you in the park, you immediately turn to San, looking up at him with a big smile. He chuckles, “What’s up, princess” 

You jump in his arms, hugging him tightly. “Thank you, Sannie. For this.” you tell him genuinely. 

He kisses the top of your head, “Of course, – where do you wanna start?” He asks you with a beautiful smile of his own. 

San didn’t want to be controlling but after a couple rides he really started regretting not telling you more specific directives on how to get dressed for today. Don’t get him wrong, you looked absolutely ravishing in your outfit but every time you guys would ride a roller coaster, your little sundress would blow in the wind. And every time, he would put his hand on your thighs and make it his sole mission to hold it down until the ride was over. On the other hand you were oblivious to this, thinking he was just being overly clingy and affectionate. 

“Let’s go do that one!” you exclaim excitedly, pointing at yet another roller coaster. 

“Mmm,” San hums with a frown. 

You look up at him, a frown of your own now decorating your features. “Sannie, what’s wrong?” 

He smiles awkwardly, “Baby, can we do something else? How about we try one of those carnival games?”

You pout, “but why– I wanted to do more rides..”

He pulls you close, bending to your level. “You do realize that all day, you’ve been almost flashing those cute little panties you have on to everyone,” he groans in your ear. 

You pull back from him, a blush coating your cheeks. “W-what?”

“You heard me, princess. Should’ve worn something else, now all I want to do is take you back home.” He purrs.

With pink cheeks, you cross your arms as you look up at him. “How was I supposed to know you were bringing me here!” 

He sighs softly, “I know, sorry, princess. Do you mind doing a ride that will make me worry less about our surroundings, hmm?” 

You nod and think about what you guys could do instead, an idea popping in your head. “How about the spinning apples? Is that okay, Sannie?” you ask him with pretty eyes.

San smiles, “sure, we can do that, princess.” 

You grin, grabbing onto his arm and pulling him with you. 

With your fast passes, you guys didn’t have to wait, being let in on the next round. You hop in first, San standing behind you as you climb in the apple, just in case. 

When you guys are both settled in, the staff passes by everyone and closes the apple’s entrances. San wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. He smiles and drops a quick peck to your lips, the ride starting to spin you guys around shortly after. 

His arm leaves you as you both spin the table, making the ride even more dizzier than it already is. 

“San!” you yelp, the ride pushing you flush against him. “You’re going too fast!” you giggle. 

He mutters a quick ‘sorry’, slowing down the spinning while laughing. One of his arms leaves the table, finding its resting spot on you, massaging your thigh. 

He looks back at you holding on to him with a smile. His other hand leaves the table, cupping your cheek and he leans in to give you another kiss, leaving the ride to spin by itself.  You smile against his mouth, returning the kiss. 

San tilts his head, deepening the kiss and slipping his tongue in. You're taken aback by his neediness, pulling a way with flushed cheeks. 

“Sorry baby, you look so cute in that dress, couldn’t help myself” he says sheepishly, running his hand up and down your thigh, fingers brushing dangerously close to your heat. 

Your breath hitches, “Sannie–” 

“Been wanting to do this all day, baby, will you let me?” he looks at you with those eyes of his that he knows you can’t resist. 

You nod shyly, feeling yourself getting heated.

He smiles, hand cupping your clothed pussy, “You’ll have to give it to me quick, okay princess?” 

You hum, feeling needier by the second. “Y-yeah, please–Ah!” your hand snaps over your mouth as he pushes your panties aside, shoving his fingers into your wet hole without warning. 

He smirks, feeling your wetness, “Fuck, princess, guess I wasn’t the only one who wanted this, hmm?” 

You whine, embarrassedly trying to hold back your moans while he works his fingers inside you. 

“C’mon, baby, don’t be shy.” he purrs, “scream all you want, no one will notice here.” he says, removing your hand covering your mouth. 

“A-ah, fuck– Sannie!” you scream out. 

He was right, all the screaming outside would drown out your moans. You had momentarily forgotten that you were in the ride, San’s fingers distracting you. You gasp, heart pounding at the fact that the ride could stop at any given moment. “I can’t do it, Sannie-!” you whimper. 

He presses his lips to yours, “yes you can, baby” he says against your mouth.  

He presses his thumb on your clit, rubbing it in circular motions all the while still fingering your sweet cunt. 

You moan out at the added stimulation, “f-fuck, Sannie!” 

“Is that better, princess?” he rasps out, feeling himself getting hard from watching your fucked expression. 

“Y-yeah, ah! I'm so close, Sannie–!” you cry out, legs starting to feel weak. 

“Yeah? Give it to me, princess” San increases the speed of his fingers, kissing you deeply while abusing your needy cunt. 

He can feel your tight walls clenching desperately around his fingers as your body begins shaking uncontrollably. You moan into the kiss, gripping San’s arm with your hand as you cum hard all around his slender fingers. 

He continues moving his fingers at a now, slower pace, helping you ride out your high. 

“San, that was crazy,” you breath out, feeling dazed. “I think that’s the fastest I’ve ever came.” you mutter, hiding your face in the palms of your hands. 

San chuckles and pulls his fingers out of you, dropping a kiss to your mouth. “You did so good, princess.” 

As on cue, the ride starts to slow down and you look at him with a panicked expression. “Do I look okay?” you quickly ask. 

San pats your head, fixing your hair a bit, “well, you look like you were in for a ride..” he laughs softly. 

[goldenhypen]

→ ENHYPEN’S RED FLAGS !! ⚠︎

PAIRING | ot7 x fem!reader

GENRE | crack

WORD COUNT | 1.3k

WARNINGS | mentions of food; reader is referred to as “girl”; i’m pretty sure it’s fine but it is possible i made mistakes w the tenses (i’m still tryna get used to writing more in present tense T-T)

DISCLAIMER | THIS IS NOT IN ANY WAY A FORM OF HATE TOWARDS ENHYPEN (pls i love these boys w my entire being how could i) this is a joke so don’t take this too seriously lol

A/N | had the time of my life choosing pics for the moodboard btw they had me out here cackling at 3 am (first red flag: i’m out here losing sleep bc of them !! smh)

이희승 ! HEESEUNG

too handsome… how can you stand to look at that devilishly handsome face without ever passing out due to lack of oxygen in your lungs when he’s always taking your breath away?! also y’all become way too popular; people are always staring at you two (not only heeseung but you too obviously 😏), it’s tiring being so famous yk 🙄

good at everything… it’s lowk invigorating sometimes bc he’s always outdoing you in everything. when you play games, he’s beating you; when you’re having fun at karaoke, he’s always out-singing you or showing off with his fancy riffs and harmonies; when you’re playing sports together, he always has a way of beating you, no matter what the sport. he even manages to do better at the simple task of making ramyeon. and we all know that’s only to list a few. it’s just so tiring having such a perfect bf 😔

박종성 ! JAY

jawline is too sharp… you cup his jaw as you kiss him then suddenly you hurt your hand on his sharp jawline !! it’s not fair that you have to sacrifice your hands every day just because he looks so good.

cooks for everyone… because he cooks so much, you can’t just be hanging out watching him be all hot and sexy as he cooks for everyone all the time !! you’ve had enough of back hugging him, cheek pressed against his firm back muscles (they’re so strong, it hurts your face !!), or smelling and eating all the delicious food,,, you just wanna spend alone time with your man, without the kitchen as the third wheel :’D your bf is just so husband material, and being able to provide for everyone aside from just you and him is just so, totally, very much, rlly unattractive (that’s sarcastic btw i actually couldn’t come up w any negative points to this why would anyone hate that about him-)

심재윤 ! JAKE

always has his tongue hanging outside of his mouth or his teeth sunk into his bottom lip with a smirk… no wonder my man always has ulcers lol jk i have no idea how that actually works,, but you can never kiss him cuz his mouth hurts !! but he’s too hot for you to handle anyways so- sometimes he’ll be all seductive with that smirk after swiftly swiping his tongue over his lips and you have to literally take a moment to compose yourself before he wraps his hands around your waist, biting his bottom lip before leaning in to kiss you,, oh my heart :’>

loves his dog too much… sure, loving layla taught him ways on how to love on his own future girl, but you didn’t realize how long it would take him to transfer the title of his most favourite girl from layla to you. you were always competing with a dog and yes, she’s cute but how was this fair?! so let’s just say it took many years of hard work and determination until you finally stole that hard earned title.

박성훈 ! SUNGHOON

doesn’t hang out with enough girls… so he has no experience when it comes to dating you. even before dating you, he was basically a total clutz. not being around girls enough made him feel nervous whenever he was around them due to lack of experience. and so whenever it came to you at first, he was always a nervous wreck and super awkward. and even after dating you, though he is so much better and confident, he still has his slip ups and tends to get super shy whenever you make him flustered (which occurs a lot more often than you’d imagine)! alexa play ‘super shy’ by newjeans 👖

too funny… he randomly comes out with these stupidly funny jokes or comments that make you laugh so hard, it makes your tummy, cheeks and lungs hurt. whenever you tell him you’re gonna die of laughter, you’re not joking.

김선우 ! SUNOO

too sassy… like why does he always have to react with his eye rolls or side eyes whenever you tease him, with that snarky scoff. and then when he’d tease you back, he’d just take the remarks to a whole other level. but occasionally this sass would be used in your favour; whenever a friend would tease you, he’d always get very defensive and have the best comebacks. actually depending on how close you two are with the friend, he once in a while would take the side of your friend and just tease you harder.

perfect figure… he outdoes you all the time. like sunoo give us ladies a chance to shine?? he’s always stealing the spotlight, it’s annoying sometimes !! 🙄 like yes, you (y/n) are always hot and super attractive (self confidence!!! you deserve to love yourself 😌) but for some reason people are always complimenting sunoo’s body instead of yours. but let me let you in on a little secret… it’s only because it’s obvious you’re the one who’s clearly more physically attractive. and who states the obvious these days anyway? hmph 😌

양정원 ! JUNGWON

too loveable… in other words,, there’s nothing to ever (playfully) hate on him with or tease him about !! so boring 👎👎👎 like you just constantly wanna love on him. he can be teasing you about an embarrassing moment of yours that happened just a couple minutes ago, and then you try to think of a comeback but then you take one glimpse into his eyes and suddenly you’re melting on the spot as your mind is wiped of everything you could’ve ever thought up in one quick moment. and suddenly you can only think about the things about him that give you warm, fluffy feelings. HE COULD BE DOING THE BARE MINIMUM AND YOURE FULL HEART EYES FOR HIM he’s just perfect. so unfair and so not fun 👎👎

duality… DOES HE EVEN UNDERSTAND THAT HE SHOULD HAVE YOUR HEART TO LOOK AFTER ???? like what about your well being ??? how about YOUR FEELINGS ???? like you’re constantly being emotionally pulled this way and that cuz one second he’ll be the cutest bf ever with his bread cheeks and fluffy smile when all of a sudden he has a dance to practice and all of a sudden he’s in performance mode, and his duality is just insane !!! is that even the same jungwonie that was with you just a second ago ???? i think not !!! smh

西村 力 ! NI-KI

too tall; doesn’t stop growing… (if he’s a lot taller than you) how are you gonna kiss him?? how is he gonna kiss you?? no but even if he isn’t a lot taller than you now, this boy doesn’t stop growing. you won’t admit it but it’s actually really romantic and hot the way he’d do things to match your heights, such as the other day when he carried you onto the counter, stood between your legs, and pressed his lips against yours in the hottest kiss you’ve ever shared. it’s simply not okay ???

too good of a dancer… outdoes you in every dance game. like riki at least give us a chance??? i mean sometimes he does, but the competitive side of him always wins and he just ends up beating you anyways like always 🙄 also getting to watch him on stage is like seeing a whole other riki. you mostly know him for his goofy personality, but whenever you get to see him perform, he switches that off and enters his alter ego and it has to be the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. so you get the best of both worlds… which obviously isn’t healthy for your heart ???

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[justrikiss]

hiii i was wondering if you could do a fic where reader and dally are at bucks drinking and having fun and reader is sitting on dallys lap while he plays poker or something with some random guys and she's just so fixated on his hands. like, she's playing around with the rings on his fingers, playing with his fingers, tracing his veins, anything. and dally being his cocky self is like "you sure do like my hands, huh doll?" and she gets all shy and clingy and stuff and after awhile they eventually go up to dallys room and cuddle (sorry if this is too specific lmao😣)

handsy - dallas winston

in which: yn just can't stop playing with dallas' fingers..and of course he notices. requested by @mattdillonwhore

a/n: no bc I ACTUALLY LOVE THIS IDEA.. i feel like dallas would def get so cocky to yn cause it's literally his nature?? also he loves to see yn get flustered or embarrassed IT'S JS SO DALLAS CODED. PLEASEE send more reqs i actually love this SO MUCH. also warning there's a lil makeout scene but nothing too crazy😋! this ff is so much shorter than my other one wtf i did not execute properly..

being at buck's was nothing out of the ordinary for you and dally on the average night. drinks getting passed around, red neon lights filling the atmosphere, the smell of cigarettes lingering in the air, it was all a regular for you and dallas.

you sat on dallas' lap as he played poker with some other guys from the town. trying to fixate on something so you wouldn't be so bored you fell asleep, your eyes landed on to dally's hands.

something about his hands attracted you..the rings on his fingers and the veins leading up to his bicep, all of it tempted you in a way. you began to just play with his rings, turning them and examining them.

and this wasn't something new either, dallas was very used to you finding interest in his rings. hell, sometimes he'd even let you wear them. not for long though.

then your eyes trailed up to his veins, slowly running your fingers over each one of them, following the path they led up to his arms. and you did this to each one, taking what seemed like mental notes in your head about his veins. which one was bigger, which one felt best, which was your favorite, and all things related.

dallas kept an intense focus on his poker game though, his bets were important to him and he hadn't really realized what you'd occupied yourself with.

that was until he shifted his attention to you for a moment, examining how you'd play with his rings and trace his veins. finally, he spoke "didn't know my hands were that interesting. you sure do like 'em, huh doll?"

your stomach dropped and cheeks flushed as you'd heard dallas. you moved your hands back onto your lap as well. "no need to be shy, it's alright. nothin' but you gettin a little handsy, can't say i don't like it doll." dallas smirked. his cockiness was apparent to you, only making you even more flustered than before. dallas' smirk only deepened, turning into a cocky grin.

"dallll" you whined, looking down at your lap. dallas let out a laugh as he raised your chin "look at me doll." he smirked. you looked at him as he pulled you into a kiss. he only deepened the kiss as you two sat there.

"hey man, get a room!" one guy from the other side of the table yelled, causing you two to split apart. "alright alright, not my fault i just wanna show some lovin' to my broad." dallas said putting his hands up in defeat. "if you're gonna suck faces then get outta here" another guy added, throwing his poker chips onto the table "hey man watch your tone with me, alright? you probably wish this was you huh?" dallas snapped back at the guys. you knew this was your queue to intervene before things got serious as the man stood up yelling to dallas a little louder.

"dal, let's just go upstairs to your room alright? he's not worth fighting for." you said to dallas, putting your hands on his chest and pushing him back. "yeah yeah, man i hate guys like that..total jerks you know? man he's lucky you stopped me, cause if not i would've-" "enough dal." you interrupted him mid sentence, sensing that he was only starting to grow annoyed.

dallas let out a huff before he'd raised his head, as if a lightbub went off in his head. "hey, now i remember why we're even up here" he said, opening the door to his room. "someone couldn't keep her hands to herself, ain't that right? ya like my hands, doll?" his new york accent rang thick as he spoke. the flushed expression had returned to your face, looking down to your feet to avoid eye contact with dallas.

"c'mere" dallas said, sitting on his mattress. you did as he said as he pulled you into his lap, immediately kissing you. the kiss became more passionate by the moment, dallas letting his hands roam around his waist as you wrapped your hands around his neck and played with his hair.

this lasted for what seemed like forever before you'd both pulled away, nearly gasping for air.

"let's go to bed dal" you said, plopping down beside him on the mattress. "yeah, y'know maybe when you sleep you'll even dream about my hands." dallas joked as he laid beside you, wrapping his arms around you. "haha very funny..night dal." you slurred before falling asleep. "night, doll." dallas replied, drifting off just as you'd done.

[mixtape-racha]

motivation | lee felix

you would soon learn better than to run your mouth in front of felix's friends, one way or another. he'd make sure of it // 18+, minors dni

words: 1.17k // warnings: hard dom!felix, oral (m. recieving), reader being a brat, consensual voyeurism/exhibitionism, ot8 featured, hinted orgy

a/n: based on this request by anon!! i hope u enjoy ♡

felix was what would be called a soft dom. sure, he could get carried away sometimes, but he was always sweet. praising you, smothering you in soft kisses, always putting your needs before his. but lately, you’d been taking advantage of that. he couldn’t let your bratty behavior slide anymore the way he had been. you were getting too comfortable with the fact he wouldn’t punish you, and that wasn’t okay. what had happened to his good girl? his pretty little thing who was so pliant and listened so well?

he decided you’d crossed the line one night at the dorms - you had been invited along to a games night, which was a more common occurrence since the dorms had been divided into two. sure, you’d all been drinking, but a few beers couldn’t excuse your behavior. he could deal with you acting up, but in front of his friends? and trying to humiliate him? that was not on, he wouldn’t stand for it at all.

it had started as a simple joke about felix’s hands, yet again. he didn’t understand why it was so funny, or how his hands could be considered small - because they really weren’t. he just happened to have the smallest hands out of all of his friends, but they’d take any opportunity to poke fun at each other, so he let them have it. but, oh. oh, you had to open your mouth, didn’t you? you thought you were so funny, and evidently his friends did too.

“well, let’s just say his hands aren’t the only thing thats small…” you teased with a grin, taking a sip of your drink as the boys burst into fits of laughter. you didn’t even look at him, but you should’ve known better than to think he’d take that without a response.

he didn’t even realized he’d crushed the beer car in his hand until jisung nudged his shoulder, giving him a strange look. 

“you good, bro?”

but he shook it off with a nod of his head, eyes no leaving your figure from where you were sat on the floor next to the coffee table. oh, you were in for a world of shit.

“m’fine. doll, can you come here? wanna hold you.” he cooed, grabbing your attention, to which you nodded happily and came to sit next to him on the couch. slinging your legs over his lap, you nuzzled your face against his shoulder as you continued your conversation with jeongin.

he bided his time after that, mulling over in his head how best to act. the entire time, he had a hand on your thigh, squeezing and caressing the soft skin between his fingers as you both held your separate conversations. until he heard jeongin move closer and whisper to you - not that the younger boy could whisper at all. when jeongin asked if felix’s dick was actually small, and you just shrugged with a sly smirk on your face, he decided he’d had enough.

“love,” he said softly, pulling your face closer to his so he could whisper in your ear. “you better buck your ideas up, or you’re not going to like the consequences, yeah?”

you simply rolled your eyes at that. felix was notorious for empty threats, and letting you get away with whatever you wanted. why would this be any different? like, honestly, what was he going to do? pull you over his lap and spank you in front of everyone? you highly doubted it.

but felix wasn’t putting up with it. he was sick of you acting like there was no consequences to your actions, and he had to teach you a lesson. he wasn’t going to allow you to act however you wanted, nor was he going to let his friends think you walked all over him like a doormat.

“fuck it,” he growled, catching everyone’s attention as he manhandled you back onto the floor, caging you between his legs. you were confused as his hands began fumbling with his belt, and minho piped up before you could think of anything to say.

“felix, man, what are you doing?”

“i’m teaching this little slut a lesson. you wanna show me up in front of my friends, yeah?” one of his hands moved from his belt to grasp your jaw, forcing you to look up at him. “she wants to lie and humiliate me in front of you? well, its not going to slide anymore. if it takes a cock in her mouth to shut her up, so be it. you’re such a cock-hungry little whore, i doubt it’ll even bother you that everyone’s watching, will it?”

you shook your head on impulse, everyone’s stares burning into you making you blush and wiggle your hips impatiently.

“see? dirty slut.”

once felix had successfully removed his half-hard cock from its confines, he guided your head towards him, the darkness in his eyes burning into your skin. you quickly scrambled to rest your hands on his thighs, spitting on his dick for extra lube before lowering your mouth around it.

he groaned almost instantly, the warmness of your mouth and feeling of your tongue swirling around him almost heavenly. usually, he’d have a hand on the back of your head, guiding you, making sure you didn’t overwork yourself or try to take too much. however, this was a punishment, so you were on your own.

you really tried your hardest to make him feel good, knowing it was working when you felt him twitch in your mouth as you gulped around him. the ache in your jaw came quite quickly, possibly from the speed you were bobbing your head at, but you were too far in the pleasure to care.

the fact that his 7 closest friends were watching you had you dripping, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look up at them. it was humiliating in the best way, fat tears rolling down your cheeks and smudging your makeup everywhere. there was a ring of pink around the base of felix’s cock from your lipstick, and your drool was flying everywhere.

truly, you wanted to make him cum down your throat. show all his friends that were a good girl - you were felix’s best girl, and no attitude could change that, but that opportunity was ripped away from you as soon as the tell-tale signs of felix getting close to an orgasm appeared.

“now, angel,” he growled, pulling you off of his cock by your hair. “i think you need to apologize, don’t you? lying to the boys like that…” he tsked as he finished his sentence.

you took a gulp of hair, cheeks burning and throat sore, anticipating his next move.

“you better show them how sorry you are. you’re going to let all of them have a taste of that sweet pussy, and you’re not allowed to cum until we’re all satisfied that you truly mean your apology.”

oh.

well… if this was how he was going to react, you’d need to be a brat more often, huh?

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[anothertimdrakestan]

Touch What You Love - Batboys x Reader Headcanon

I'm late to this trend but it's the one where people ask their partner to touch the parts of their body that they love. And PS, your body is perfect :)

Jason Todd

- Jason's gaze was usually trained on you, even when you were too busy starring at you phone

- But, he couldn't help but grin when your eyes finally met his

- "Jay, you wanna play a fun game?" you bit your lip as he nodded, twisting on the couch to face you "Well Gamemaster? What is it?" he replied

- You took each of his hands in yours, his palms completely covering your entire hand, his fingers brushing the inside of your wrist "I want you to touch your favorite parts of me" you whispered, looking up from your hands to meet his cloudy eyes

- "All of you" he muttered, his hands practically burning as he slid them up your forearm, curving to caress your shoulders, and slowing as his hands wrapped delicately around your neck

- "Right here especially" his voice deepened, fingers pressing pressure points that made you inhale sharply

- "Can't forget these" he smirked, dragging his middle finger across your bottom lip, applying enough pressure to push your lips apart, your shallow breaths pushing and pulling until he lowered his grasp back to your chin, tilting it upwards so your gaze met his

- "Every part of you the sunlight can touch I love, and ever part it cannot, I cherish even more," his voice was deep, but soulful, like he knew you needed to hear it with ever fibre of his being, his fingers having slid under your shirt to delicately trace up your sides

- At your loss for words, he leaned back, letting the tight, heavy air dissipate as he added "Okay now you do the same, but if it's not, you know, (he glanced down) I'm gonna be pretty damn offended." You couldn't help but laugh, heart still fluttering from his previous remark.

Tim Drake

- "Timmy, will you humor me with something?" you grinned as he spun around from his chair, getting up to plop himself next to you on his bed

- "Anything for you!" he cooed, tucking a stray piece of hair back into place.

- You smiled, "Okay, it's this TikTok trend where you ask your boyfriend to touch his favorite parts of you." you tilted your phone so Tim could watch a video of a couple, the boyfriend instantly grabbing at his partner's ass

- "Very crass Y/n, if you wanted to be held you could've asked" he yawned, but you stopped him, saying "No, like your favorite parts, what makes me special?" And you noticed his demeanor change when he realized how serious you were

- His hands immediately cupped your face, his pointer fingers tapping your temple

- "Here. Everything in here I cannot touch. Every one of your passions, the way you love people, your selflessness. I love you when you're mad, when you're anxious, and when you cannot love yourself." he whispered confidently, a slightly smile tugging at the corner of his lips

- his hands moved to hold your own, he said "I love these hands. The way they protect, hold, and cherish the things that make you happy. God, I love seeing you smile" he grinned, his right hand holding your cheek while you tugged thoughtlessly on his left hand, squirming under his gaze

- "I should say I love what's in here" he mumbled, tapping on your chest to signify your heart, "but we are both smart enough to know your true love comes from here" he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead.

- "Any man could take one look at your perfection and know they want you" he said, his eyes dragged up and down your figure. "I guess Im lucky you chose to let me find the perfection they cannot see" he leaned in to kiss you, your heart bursting with pride and love for your sweet boy

Damian Wayne

- "Dames, what are the odds you do another tiktok trend with me?" you put on your best puppy dog eyes as he scoffed

- "Beloved, as long as you promise it has absolutely no dancing I would be willing to attempt a simple trend-" he groaned in response before you interrupted saying "Perfect!"

- Crossing the room you were now both seated on a couch facing one another. You began "okay, the trend is you touch your favorite parts of my body."

- he starred at you beyond confused. "What constitutes favorite? The most physically pleasing or appealing? The most unique details? You must be more specific my love" to which you rolled your eyes, "I should've known you'd need an example" you giggled before cupping his cheek in your hand

- "I love your eyes Dames, to everyone else they can be so cold and piercing but when you look at me I feel like I'm home, and I swear I can feel the way you love me every time you look at me" you grinned, watching him squirm under your doting gaze and affection

- "I see the idea, and I must thank you Beloved, you know how much your kindness means to me" Damian began, reaching for your right hand, holding it with both of his

- "I have always noticed the little things. The way you fidget with your nails, or reach for me when I'm upset. I love the way you hold me, it reminds me I'm valued, needed, and your grasp reminds me I'm home." he sighed, shoulders relaxing as you threw your arms around him

- "Oh Damian Im happy to be your home, you're my home too." You beamed, lacing your fingers with his while you happily opened tiktok once again

- "I still refuse to participate in any more dances Beloved, but I quite liked this one concept" he grumbled, letting you settle into his chest as he watched you begin mindlessly scrolling through new videos "You really aren't gonna forgive me for the renegade are you?" you teased as he shook his head in response

Dick Grayson

- Dick burst through your apartment door, "Babe! Saw your tiktok, let's do this shit!" he hurried up to you while you stood frozen in shock having just sent the cute new trend less than 10 minutes ago

- "Um, the touching one? Right now?" you laughed slightly, still confused at his excited tone

- "Uhhh yeah? You're crazy if you think I'm passing up an opportunity to feel up the love of my life!" he cooed. "Spin, let me decide where my first place trophy is headed" he winked, swirling his pointer finger to encourage your spin

- "Dick, it's been 10 minutes. I'm not spinning again." You said exasperated as Dick's eyes bore into you.

- "You don't get it sweetheart! How do I select my all time MVP body part when everywhere I look is perfection! On my way over, I was like 'ass for sure' but then I got here and noticed your lips and goddamn they're prime for kissing. But then I thought about how I'm totally a thigh guy, or should I stick to my roots and choose your eyes, they were the first thing I noticed after all and I-" he rambled before you cut him off "okay, you win, you can tie all of it but at least come kiss me" you groaned

- with a triumphant grin he swept you into his embrace, pecking your lips before pressing a kiss on each cheek, continuing down your neck, to your chest, where he paused "new game. I touch every part I love, over, and over again. If you know what I mean" he winked, carrying you bridal style towards your bedroom while you laughed uncontrollably at his tickling kisses

- "Don't you have anywhere better to be Richard! I was about to make dinner!" you teased, fully enjoying his affection

- "I'm about to be between your legs, and I firmly believe there is no place on earth I would rather be darling"

~ hope you enjoyed! i read all comments/reblogs!~

[spenceragnewfics]

Could u do a fic where the reader is playing fnaf for a smosh games video and gets scared and Spencer comforts them? Ty!!

I loved this idea! It's so cute and I hope you love it as much as I do!!

FNAF ISN’T FUN! | Spencer Agnew x F!Reader

Warnings: FNAF, jumpscare mentioned, crying

Summary: The resident scream fanatic, Y/N, is ready to conquer the FNAF franchise...until she realizes how scary it really is.

Word Count: 678

“What’s up every pony! It’s your favorite scream fanatic, Y/N, here! Today, I was basically forced by my mean boyfriend to play Five Nights at Freddy’s today.” She says, starting the livestream. Alex Tran’s laugh can be heard as Spencer looks at her shocked, “I did not force you to play this! You were practically whining because you didn’t get to play them with Shayne and Amanda.” She rolls her eyes at his words before sending him a charming smile.

“Whatever, anyway, the plan is for me to try to complete as many of the games as I can. I’m only going to night five because I don’t think we’d have time for me to do night six on all the games.” She explains as she starts to read the chat. Y/N is a natural entertainer, she’s not in many videos as everyone agreed she does her best stuff when she’s able to interact with the audience. So, she has a weekly livestream show she does on the gaming channel. She usually has some of the other cast on but a good amount of the livestreams are just her in front of the camera and her riffing off with Spencer and Alex behind the camera.

“As most of you know, I am called the scream fanatic, because everytime I play a horror game for y’all, I scream like a baby and do it many many times. So, I don’t think that will change today, but maybe I can get upgraded to scream princess. What do y’all think?” She asks, a teasing smile on her face. The chat agrees that she might just get the upgrade based on how she has been in the past.

Taking a deep breath, she sends a nervous smile to the people watching then to Alex and Spencer. “Let’s get this party started, ponies.” She says before putting on her headphones then opening up the game. Her heart starts to beat faster immediately when the first game opens up.

“So, we are playing the games in release order. Not timeline order, we’re not doing a Marvel thing here.” She jokes before starting the first night. The first couple of nights go smoothly, nothing too crazy and she can sense most of the jumpscares so no screaming.

That is until she gets to night four. “Okay, chat, we are on night four! So far, I have been doing amazing.” She says, checking the cameras and waiting. Everything is going smoothly until she hears foxy running. “Shit, shit, shit.” She mutters as her brain pauses for a second before moving to close the doors but, it’s too late.

Foxy screams as he pops himself into the room and Y/N screams bloody murder as she throws the headphones off. She curles herself into a ball as some tears start to fall out of her eyes, “That was way worse than I thought it would be.” She says, her voice shaky.

Soon she feels familiar warm arms wrapping around her as Spencer moves his chair to be by her. “It’s okay, love. You’re okay.” He assures her, gently caressing her hair as he holds her. “I feel like such a baby.” She whines, forgetting they aren’t at home and are broadcasting to thousands of people.

“You’re not a baby. You just got scared is all. It’s natural.” He assures her, resting his chin on the top of her head as she leans into him.

Alex is smiling to himself as he watches the chat go crazy with seeing the two being so sweet together.

“Hey, guys. Hate to break up the love fest but we are still streaming.” He says, looking at the couple in front of him. “Do you wanna keep going?” Spencer asks as Y/N moves to sit up straight. “Yeah, just stay here?” She asks, grabbing his hand. “Of course.” He kisses the back of her hand before they both turn their attention back to the game.

“Okay, Foxy, you’re ass is mine!”

[dabuggh3]

One of the biggest reasons I love Hamzah is because that man would not give a fuck on how you look. If he’s in love with you he sees no flaws in you. So I got inspired to write this. Enjoy!!!🤭💗

You and Hamzah were going out for a date. You guys had both been busy and but finally you guys could go out somewhere fun. But as you try on your dress you can’t help but think of how bloated you look. And once you notice that, your brain starts rambling on how the rest of your body looks.

Maybe your arms were too big to wear a strap dress? Maybe you could see your stomach and cellulite too much in this dress? Were your hips always this size? You went on and on until you decided to get out the dress and try something else on. But everything else felt just as horrible. So you stand there in your underwear and bra, tears about to fall out your eyes, just as Hamzah walks in.

“Are you almost re-what’s wrong” he looks at you with soft eyes. “It’s just nothing looks good on me and I..I don’t know” you say trying not to make eye contact because you knew any second you were going to start crying. He notices and immediately knew something was wrong,“ What are you talking about, come here”. He sits on the bed, grabs you by your waist and sits you down on his lap. “ What’s wrong, it’s okay”.

He gives a kiss on your shoulder trailing all the way up to your cheek. He stares waiting till you’re ready to tell him. “ I feel like I look ugly in all my clothes, I put the dress on and I looked so bloated and everything is just wrong”, tears start falling out your eyes. He looks at you with furrowed eyebrows and swipes your tears, “ what are you even saying right now, you look beautiful”.

You look at him for a split second then look away, “ Yea well you’re just supposed to say that”, you mumble looking down. He grabs your chin softly, “ look at me, why are you talking like that?”. You stare into his eyes and see he is being serious. “ If I was or wasn’t dating you I’d still think you were the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, when have I ever lied to you mhm?”. He tilts his head looking at you.

You start wanting to cry even more. “ Look”, he makes you stand in front of him while he pulls up his shirt to show you his stretch marks, “ you still love me don’t you”. You stare starting to smile,“ Yes a lot”. He grabs you hands and looks up at you,“ So why would I care what you do or don’t have, I love you for you not just for your body”. You start smiling, “ I know I’m sorry”. “Don’t apologize, I just want you to realize how perfect you really”. He stands to give you a kiss on top of your head, “Do you just want to stay home? We can watch movies or play games anything you want hm?”.

You stare at him, “ Are you sure? I feel bad, if you really want to go we can go”. He looks at you, “ No I want to stay home I’m sure”. “okay, are you really sure”, you respond. “ Yes I’m sure, now go put something on or don’t” he playfully smacks your ass while smiling. “ And you know I love you no matter what, right baby?”. You smile,“ Yes” “ Okay good, come on what do you wanna eat tonight?”

sighhhhh I need him

[luvanniiee]

tonight

[ateez drabbles]

• pairings : ateez x gn!reader (individual though) hongjoong x reader , seonghwa x reader , yunho x reader , yeosang x reader , san x reader , mingi x reader , wooyoung x reader , jongho x reader

• synopsis: they work hard as idols to provide for you. they sacrificed a lot of things ……. even spending time with you. so this is what they do when they come home from touring!

• warnings : slight angst , smut mdni! , sex is mentioned but i dont go too much into detail. pet names, suggestive as fck,

• a/n : i hope you guys enjoy this , i might do a txt version or twice ! let me know! anyways thanks for all the support bookies !! okay ima not talk too much, just enjoy! oh wait also you might wanna listen to “tonight” by summer walker, that was the inspo for this!! okay byee

• story under the cut!

hongjoong

he had just come home from a 2 month tour. literally felt like hell for both of you. hongjoong felt like he couldn’t properly focus on his work , he missed you in more ways than you wouldve ever thought. but now he was home , in your arms. you cooked his favorite meal , and showered together , and put his favorite movie on, but he wasn’t interested in that. he was eyeing you like a piece of meat. take a picture , itll last longer. you said to him as you turned to him. im not interested in the movie anymore baby, i want you. i need you. please i just wanna make up for lost time. he said, need was dripping like honey in his voice. you felt your cheeks heat up. this was a first, usually you would be the one who was desperate for a touch. but he seemed like he would explode in the next 2 seconds if he didnt feel some sort of you. ive been on the road too long , tonight i wanna have good fun! he said as he pushed you down on the couch.

after playing catch up , you were left with drool coming from the sides of your mouth , legs shaking , and hongjoong still wanting more

seonghwa

you pace to get ready , seonghwa is coming home today. normally you would be happy, well you are happy that hes coming home, and he’ll be able to touch you the way youve been trying to touch yourself. but thats what your scared about. see prior to this , you broke one of his rules. absolutely no touching unless 1. youve asked and 2. hes given you permission. you were on the phone with him, and hes busy talking about how excited he was to see you, until you let out a small moan on the phone. what was that? he asked. oh..uh..nothing! you said. i hope my baby isnt touching themselves without daddy’s permission. he teased, he knew you were touching yourself to his voice. so he told you that he was going to punish you for breaking a rule. and thats how you are in this situation now. just then the door opens, revealing an angry and horny seonghwa. he only stepped forward to close the door behind him. his eyes burning holes through yours. oh…hey baby… you said trying to ease some tension. is that my name? do you need me to remind you honey? does daddy need to teach you a lesson and punish you? he said in a teasing low tone.

after that, you were covered in love marks, tears , sweat , legs are shaking hard from the times hes made you cum over and over. but after it all, he still kissed you and gave you the best aftercare ever, and even told you about the things hes seen while on tour until you fell asleep in his arms.

yunho

normally, yunho doesnt make the first move. but being away from you for 2 months really drove him crazy. you and yunho were supposed to be playing a board game. but as you were moving your peice, you kinda realized that the game was no longer yunhos interest. his eyes were on yours, eye fucking you. he wanted to fuck you as soon as he stepped in the house. but he dared himself to see how long he can go before actually losing his mind. you okay? you asked. he nodded lightly then stood up to walk over next to you. he started to kiss your neck leaving marks on you. fuck i cant hold back anymore. yunho moaned out as he laid you down. he leaned over you and started kissing you. soon it turned into a lazy makeout. then you started to thrust your hips forward for an ease in the ache between your legs. fuck baby please. please let me make up for lost time. he said as he looked in your eyes. it only took a nod for him to go absolutely insane.

afterwards, he cleaned you up. did you still wanna play the game? you asked. not really , but i do wanna play with you again. he smirked. one hell of a night for both of you.

yeosang

although he has a reserved and calm demeanor, on the inside yeosang knew he has too pent up to be calm. there was a welcome home dinner for him. his parents and yours all at one table, welcoming yeosang home from his tour. it literally took everything in him to not kick everyone out and have his way. the way you looked as you took a sip of your drink, the way you would lick your lips clean, it drove him up the wall. excuse me. he said as he excused himself out of the room. he went to the bathroom to wipe his face. he had to do something to distract himself. just then you opened the door and the. locked it behind you. you want it as much as i do dont you? he said. you just stepped forward and kissed him. it didnt take long until he was stripping himself and stripping you too. you both started to feel on each other. then he bent you over the sink, and forced you to look in the mirror.

after that you walked out, both parents gone. but there was a note. ‘if yall are gonna fuck, at least have the decency to give us the boot.’ both of you visibly embarrassed but laughed it off later.

san

you and san were just chillin on the couch. tv was background noise at this point. both of you wanted to so desperately feel each other after a long time. but the thing is, you both want to see who will cave first. san was the dominant one in this relationship so obviously hes gonna try to out wait you and make you cave first. you just wanted to push his buttons. you looked at his side profile, admiring the way his jaw would tense here and there. he took a deep breath and looked at you. you know you want me baby. he teased. you knew if you touched him first, you would not only lose a bet but you would be in for a shitload of teasing. oh san, youve been gone for 2 months, all pent up. only having to use your hand to relieve yourself. i had a vibrator. so i think you need me more. you cocked back. your reply shocked him but it also made him mad. so all he did was pull his pants down, licked his hand and started pumping himself. you cant lie, you really wanted to taste him. but youll be teased.

fuck it. you decide and replace his hand with your mouth.

you should play this game more often, you thought.

mingi

mingi has just come home that day. you and him spent the entire day hugging and kissing each other. you couldnt get enough of him, you missed his scent. so when night time came, it was about dinner time. you cooked his favorite food and you even volunteered to clean the dishes. but he insisted that he helped you. so you didnt turn him down and as you washed he rinsed. you started to lean over the sink to relieve some of the pressure in your lower back. so water was splashing on you as you washed. he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. the way your hands were moving in the water, the look of concentration, it was a bit much for him. it took a lot for him to restrain himself from doing you right then. so he waited until later that night.

baby… mingi would whine. yes? you replied. please, i need you to touch me. i miss your body so much. please i cant hold back anymore. he confessed. who were you to deny him? so you started by kissing him slowly, then marking him, touching him softly. he couldnt take this slow pace much longer. baby… i cant wait. he moaned slightly. so he flipped you on your back, he starter to grind his hips into you to relieve some pressure. you both moaned at the contact. want this? please tell me you want me as much as i need you. he whined. it turned you on because of how submissive he sounded. you nodded and thats all it took for him.

after that, he started to talk about how good the tour was, how much fun he had with his bandmates, all while youre laying there with your legs shaking like crazy, and your eyes could barely stay open.

wooyoung

this man just couldnt wait to hear you. wooyoung had some friends over, but he was starting to regret it. the more he sat next to you, inhaled your scent, it made him crazy. there was a movie on, and all his friends were watching it. you tried to watch, but all his teasing touches were really distracting you. sometimes his hands would slide a little too close to your pussy. you let out a loud sigh that sounded almost like a soft moan. his friends would glance occasionally, but wooyoung would tell them that it was because you were “yawning because your tired”. but soon after all the teasing, he finally touched you. he started to rub you, drawing small quick circles over your clit. you had to excuse the moans that would slip a little as a yawn or something. but when he started going faster, you couldnt contain it anymore. so you put your head in his neck, and bite down softly to quiet yourself. wooyoung could hear your small moans and whimpers as you came on his fingers.

in the dark it looked like you were resting your head in him. if only they knew about the dirty things that were happening under the cover you had across your lap.

jongho

it all starterd with a facetime call. you were wearing one of his shirts. he was on his way home from the airport when you started teasing him. flashing him and giggling afterwards, or moaning his name, just teasing him to the point of no return. but when he got home, it wasnt funny anymore. all the teasing you did to him made him sexually frustrated. the smile on your face disappeared when he opened the door and said strip. you wanted to retaliate but there was no way you were gonna do that. no way you were gonna fuel his fire by bratting even more. so you did as told. bad girl, teasing me like that. jongho said. his voice was dripping with lust, making it deeper. it turned you on. im sorry, i just uh wanted to play a little. you said as your voice cracked a little. oh you wanna play? ill play with you. he said teasingly.

to make a long story short, one of the best nights you’ve had.

teehee

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[diazisms]

Please with a cherry on top 🍒💕 tell us all about your little aus you have for bucktommy.

Especially the season 1 divergence 💛

surely i will!!!! this got very long btw so i'm putting it under a read more but the aus i mentioned in the tags of this post are

model au

college au

neighbor au

canon divergence s1 meeting

okay here you go:

model au: this is the one that sparked that entire post bc i saw those two photos and went "wait....." anyway. buck and tommy meet on a shoot and buck is immediately reduced to a giggly, blushing mess. he's new to the modelling industry but so ridiculously pretty he's already getting booked left and right. tommy's been in the game for a while, and he's so comfortable in his skin in front of the camera that it has buck watching him in awe. a bts video of a shoot they did together blows up on twitter, people talking about their chemistry, how hot they are together, and it gets people talking. buck is terribly, terribly embarrassed, worried tommy's gonna realize buck's got a huge crush on him, but then tommy doesn't mind at all, and is actually really, really on board with buck's feelings if the hickeys the makeup department have to cover the next time he's in front of a camera are anything to go by

(also, buck discovering he loves being behind the camera and getting every candid of his boyfriend possible. the professional, smoldering, glamour shots are nice, yeah, but the one of tommy smiling when he realizes buck's been taking pictures of him? those are his favorites.)

college au: listen, i know hs/college au's aren't for everyone but i love them. the frat parties, the "we kissed the day before christmas break and now i don't know how you feel because we're not talking and i can't just show up at your dorm" angst, their friends pestering them about the obvious feelings they have for each other. come on!!! buck and tommy are both freshman though tommy's a bit older because he took some time between high school and college to get a job so he could pay for his school. buck thinks tommy doesn't like him very much but tommy's kind of in love with the guy, but the way he shows his affection and his teasing attempts at flirting are clearly not getting the message across. so he kisses him in the front lawn of a frat house during a party because obviously they're in frats and buck doesn't get it, thinks tommy's doing it because he found out buck likes him and is making fun of him, and tommy doesn't even let him finish angrily confessing his feelings before he's tackling him onto the lawn and kissing him stupid.

neighbor au: they both work odd hours. tommy's still a firefighter but buck's a nurse and they've seen each other a few times on the job, enough that buck's coworkers always let him know when the hot firefighter came by, but they have no idea they're neighbors because their hours just never. line. up. until one day buck's sick to the point not even he can justify going to work and tommy's got his day off and they run into each other in the hallway of their apartment complex when buck goes out to get his door dash. he is immediately horrendously embarrassed because ohmygod the hot firefighter knows what i look like in spongebob pajama pants. tommy doesn't mind though, clearly, because a few hours later he's knocking on buck's door and handing over a tupperware of homemade cookies. tommy doesn't stick around very long because buck is clearly super tired, but when buck opens the lid there's a note with tommy's number and a 'next time we have off on the same day, you wanna grab coffee?' the smiley face is lopsided and uneven but it makes the biggest grin appear on buck's face

(also, they have dogs in the selfies i used in that post and i like to think their dogs are also dating thanks)

canon divergence: oh man i LOVE canon divergence in general, but s1 bucktommy would go so hard. like au where tommy doesn't leave the 118 so he's there for buck's probie year? incredible. tommy, for starters, wouldn't be able to stand buck 1.0 and buck, like the oblivious bisexual he is, wouldn't understand why he cares so much. slowly, buck starts trying to get his attention. talking to him, getting to know him. tommy's still in the closet and trying to keep from losing his mind because the pretty playboy who sleeps around is suddenly no longer hooking up with women in favor of trying to get to know him. tommy knows he should tell buck to stop because there's no way this won't end with his heart broken (who hasn't fallen for a straight person and cried to sad ballads about it? queer culture), but buck is actually sweet and he's not funny because his jokes are terrible but he makes him laugh and tommy's determined to introduce him to all the best, classic romcoms (the man's favorite movie is love, actually, c'mon). the more time they spend together the less buck goes out, and after a long shift, sitting on the floor of tommy's living room eating pizza, when tommy starts leaning in, buck doesn't think twice before closing the distance. tommy pulls back, asks if he's sure, if this is okay, and buck, who hasn't had sex since he realized he wanted tommy in a big, bad, really really gay way, kisses him breathless.

tommy doesn't want to pressure buck, doesn't want to move too fast because he really, really likes him. buck is annoyingly charmed by it because he's never had a meaningful relationship and as weird as it is to want that with a guy he really does want it with tommy (but he also obviously takes it as a challenge to see how far he can push his boyfriend's buttons before he bends him over the back of the couch).

okay yeah these are my bucktommy au ideas i love them very bad thanks mwah!!!

[kdogreads]

Bad Girlfriend

Frank Castle x f!reader

TW: smutty smut (minors DNI pls), alcohol consumption, slightly jealous!Frank, pinch of degradation/praise, public sex🤭

A/n: This song popped up on my shuffle and all I could think about was Frankie being proud of his badass girl 🥵😍 Happy Beardthal Bash, fellow delulus 😏

The two of you often found yourselves here: getting hammered in your favorite little dive bar in Hell’s Kitchen. It was close enough to walk home, so this was basically your excuse to get shit-faced then go home and eat whatever alcohol-fueled concoctions you could come up with and each other.

Tonight started out just like every other night at the hole in the wall you’d come to love. Frankie sat on a barstool behind you while you swayed and danced to the music, stopping every so often to wrap your arms around his neck and plant a sloppy kiss on his lips.

“Have I told you how good you look tonight, baby?” Frank whispered into your ear while he held you close.

“Only about a hundred times, Frankie,” You giggled and pulled away to give him a flirtatious smirk.

“My girl just looks so,” he paused and looked you up and down before sliding one hand down your back, reaching your curved bottom and giving it a nice squeeze, “good.”

You squealed his name at the feeling and swatted his hand away, trying to acted embarrassed and not totally turned on. He just smiled that heartbreaking smile and pecked you on the lips before you turned around to dance between his legs some more.

A few minutes passed before you felt a strong hand on your waist.

“Gonna hit the head. Wait here?” Frank pecked your cheek before sliding out from behind you.

You took his spot on the barstool, waiting for the bartender to come over so you could order another drink. It was as good a time as any to quickly check your phone, making sure there weren’t any fires needing put out by you or Frank. You scrolled aimlessly through your notifications, nothing popping out at you as “urgent,” so you slid it back into your purse and smiled at the barkeeper you’d come to be friendly with. He signaled you he’d be there next, so you let your body start swaying to the music again.

“Pretty girl like you really here all alone?” You hadn’t noticed that a tall, muscular beef cake-looking guy had sat down on the stool next to you until he spoke.

“Oh,” You scoffed quietly as you realized he was flirting with you, “Don’t need company to have a good time, right?”

He laughed a little too hard as the bartender slid your mixed drink in front of you.

“Put that on my tab, bro,” The man piped up as you took a sip. You tipped your glass his way in thanks. This was going to be so fun.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw Frank take a seat at a barstool a few feet away from you. He had a smirk on his face as the barkeeper gave him a confused look. Frank must have muttered something about his little game as the bartender shook his head and laughed while handing him a new drink. His eyes were glued to you as you slowly slid back onto your feet, letting the music sway your hips as you listened to your admirer going on and on about his gym routine or something.

Your new friend, Justin or Jason or something like that (you chose not to remember), was still going on about his favorite protein powder when you felt a hand on your arm, “So, what do ya say we take this party to my place?”

You stopped dancing and shot a glance over to Frank. He was clearly not happy based on the way he gripped his glass so hard you thought it might shatter, but stayed in his seat as he rubbed his free hand over the back of his neck, trying desperately to keep his cool.

“I appreciate the offer, Jackson, but I have somewhere to be,” You spoke sweetly as you set your empty glass on the bar top and went to turn away.

“It’s Jordan,” He corrected and kept his hand on your arm, tightening his grip just enough for you to notice, “Come on, baby, I just wanna get to know you better.”

The pet name triggered something in you — something that had your adrenaline pumping and led you to react before you even realized.

In one swift motion, you gripped his bulky wrist and twisted his arm in towards you, threatening to pop his elbow out of place and dropping him onto his knees in an instant.

You didn’t see Frank come over to you, but when you glanced back up he was right beside you with his hand on the arm you currently had on the creep.

“Tsk,” Frank tutted as he reached up to cup your face, “Baby, you don’t want to hurt the little boy, now do you?”

You smiled and let go of the man’s arm as Frank leaned in to kiss you deeply, claiming what was his.

It was the muttering of “crazy fucking bitch” that broke Frank’s lips away from yours and lead his fist to collide with the guy’s jaw. He tumbled back into the foot rail on the bar and pressed a hand to his already-swelling cheek.

“Thanks for the drink!” You exclaimed cheerfully as Frank wrapped his strong arm around you and headed for the door. He stopped only to hand a fifty-dollar bill to his barkeeper friend with a small “sorry” and cheeky grin on his face.

——

The two of you strolled into the brisk night air as if nothing had happened. You walked in relative silence until you reached the corner of the building when Frank pulled you into the dark alleyway beside it.

You gasped as Frank slammed his lips to yours, his broad hands already wandering all over your body.

“Frankie,” You whined between kisses, “What are you doing?”

“My girl is tough as nails,” He kissed his way down your jaw to your neck, “And so fucking sexy.”

You giggled as his stubbly face tickled your clavicle, trying to keep your knees from buckling, “So you like seeing me with other guys, then?”

Your teasing did exactly as you hoped. Frank stood up straight looked down at you, a pained look under his furrowed brows, as his hands worked feverishly on unbuckling his belt. You bit your lip to hold back an excited moan from escaping your lips.

“No, baby, I don’t,” He hummed as he hiked your dress up around your waist, wasting no time dragging his thick fingers over your aching core, “Now I gotta remind you who you belong to, huh?”

Before you could come up with a snarky response, Frank slid your panties out of the way and rubbed tight circles over your throbbing clit. You settled back against the wall in a desperate attempt to stay upright. He practically growled in your ear as he boxed you in against the wall, his strong arm reaching under your knee to give him more access to your dripping center.

“That what you wanted, huh?” He slid two thick fingers into your tight hole, your nails digging into his back and eyes rolling shut, “Wanted me to fuck you out here in front of everyone like the good little whore you are?”

You gasped as he fucked his fingers into you hard and fast, his jeans growing tighter by the minute. You clawed at his toned shoulders as you already teetered on the edge. The way Frank’s thick fingers stretched you so deliciously and his thumb worked tight circles over your clit had you keening under his touch.

“Fuck, Frankie,” You panted into his shoulder, biting down to keep from crying out, “please.”

He pulled his fingers out of you with a pop and a gasp escaping your lips. Before you could even whine at the loss he had his jeans and boxers pulled down just enough to free his achingly hard cock. He lined himself up with your entrance and slowly sank in, filling you all the way to the brim before both of you let out desperate groans.

“Fuck, baby girl, you’re so fucking tight,” He growled into your ear as he hiked your other leg up off the ground, his broad body holding you up against the cool brick wall.

He slowly slid almost all the way out of your dripping cunt before slamming his hips back into yours, a high-pitched wine danced from your lips and made Frank twitch inside of you.

Frank set a hard and fast pace and he kept plowing into you, over and over, until you felt yourself approaching the edge once again.

“Frankie,” You panted, your fingers gripping onto the short hairs at the back of his neck, causing a hiss to escape Frank’s gritted teeth.

“Tha’s right,” One of his hands wrapped around your thigh to put a delicious pressure on your pulsing clit, “Cum all over daddy’s cock, baby, come on.”

You felt Frankie’s hand cradling the back of your head as your walls squeezed his cock rhythmically. Your legs shook in his grasp and your hands grabbed at every part of him you could reach as the white hotness rushed through your veins. A string of praises spilled out of Frank’s parted lips as you fell apart around him.

Good fucking girl.

So goddamn beautiful, baby, look at you.

Attagirl fuckin’ squeezin’ me like that.

Gonna fill this little pussy up; make you mine, baby girl.

All you could do was frantically buck your hips into his as your mind slowly settled back down to earth, the overstimulation already fogging your brain again.

Frankie’s cock pounding into you, the brick scratching lightly at your exposed skin, the chance of someone turning the corner and catching you two like this — it all felt too good and another high came crashing into like a fucking train before you could even recover from the first one.

Frank crashed his lips into yours to keep you both from moaning out into the wind. He couldn’t hold back anymore as your walls clenched around him again and he fucked into you even harder as he filled your cunt with hot, white ropes of his seed.

You stayed in each other’s arms for another moment, panting and trying to catch your breath. Frank’s forehead rested against yours as he let out a shaky laugh.

“Holy shit, sweetheart,” He kissed the tip of your nose and carefully slid out of you, your feet slowly sliding back down to the ground.

“Holy shit yourself, Frankie,” You gripped his shoulder reflexively to keep from falling on your face, even though Frank’s strong hands held you firmly in place in front of him.

He laughed a fuller laugh this time, smoothing your dress back down over your shaky thighs. He pulled you into his chest and planted a kiss to the top of your head.

“Let’s get you home, you fuckin’ tease,” Frank winked at you before sliding his arm around your waist.

You let out a gasp of feigned shock, your hand coming to rest over your open mouth.

“Francis! I would never,” You couldn’t even finish your thought without a giggle bubbling up from your chest.

Frank just grumbled a sarcastic Mmmhhm and pulled you closer to him before heading off in the direction of home.

It was going to be a long night and you couldn’t be more excited about it.

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

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Do you think that you can write about 2023!Bill Kaulitz reacting to his daughter singing through the monsoon. She didn’t realize her father was watching her because she had her headphones on really loud so she didn’t hear herself. To Bill, she sounded amazing. Bill was probably starstruck.🤭

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(Hi and I love this! I hope you enjoy and no problem!)

Through The Monsoon

You most definitely have been singing your dads songs for years at this point

You have been to concert after concert, recording session after recording session

It would be suspicious if you didn't have every single memorized come on now

Bill has probably sung a song with you once or twice

Just for fun though, if you're not into being a singer or anything

You guys when you were little would have little fun with yelling lyrics to the bands songs at the top of your lungs

It's been a funny little game

But he's never really heard you actually sing before

He never pushed you or anything into being a singer

He doesn't mind whatever you wanna do in your life

Especially being a singer or in the industry, he probably would want to keep our out of that particular stuff because of everything that has happened to him even with the glamor of fame

But if you did he would support you no matter when

But when he was walking by and heard you singing he didn't really register at first

Until he recognized the song

He had to stop and reel back for a moment

You probably didn't even know he was there, as he was behind you and the door was cracked open

But the more you went on with Monsoon he felt a little proud and ecstatic

First of all, you were a great singer!

It felt like he was watching a mini version of himself!

He thought it was so cute you were singing a band song as well and he couldn't keep in the excitement

He probably spooked you by yelling your name as well

If you were embarrassed, don't be!

He was happy and was willing to hype up his kid

He thought it was so cute and was happy

He doesn't push you or anything or into anything

He lets you find your own way

But he definitely was ranting to Tom, Gustav and Georg that same night

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Hard to Forget - Willard Hewitt x Reader

A/N: I wanted to branch out the list of characters I'd write for and since Willard is a fave of mine (I have a soft spot for dumb pretty country boys oops), I figured I'd roll with it.

Inspired by I Bet You Think About Me and Betty by Taylor Swift;

“But now that we're done and it's over, I bet you couldn't believe when you realized I'm harder to forget than I was to leave”

“But if I just showed up at your party, - Would you tell me to go fuck myself, - I’m only 17, I don’t know anything.” “Will you kiss me on the porch in front of all your stupid friends?”

pairing: Willard Hewitt (Footloose 2011) x f!reader

content/warnings: swearing, angst, Willard being a dummy, some pining, fluffy ending.

word count: 3k

“Willard, you can’t just go around kissin’ other girls and then telling me you love me, that’s not how this works!” 

“Well, maybe I dunno how any of this works, did’ya ever think that? Jeez, you’re puttin’ more rules on me than coach does for a football game, babe. Maybe I don’t wanna be in a relationship like this? I’m young, you know, I’m 19, I wanna be free and have fun while I still can. I’m gonna graduate soon and I wanna enjoy life before I get stuck workin’ a 9 to 5 somewhere. I know I’m not playin’ football when I get out, but I’m not plannin’ to be like everyone else back home and have a wife and kids and a dog before I turn 30.”

“Well then, maybe we should break up, Willard. Apparently according to you we were never anything to begin with, so it shouldn’t be too hard to call this off.” 

“Yeah, maybe we should.”

Willard’s words were like venom, stinging you as you walked away, hot tears threatening to overflow your eyes and stream down your face. You headed off to your dorm, trying your damnest to not let Willard’s indifference towards you get under your skin. You were determined to not let some country boy from a small town in Georgia break your heart, you were better than that. Before you left, you spun around on your heel and looked at him.

“Why don’t you go fuck yourself, Willard?” 

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Five years later, and you had long moved on from the cute Southern country boy who’d tried to break your heart. You’d completed your university degree in Education, worked your ass off, determined to be happy with or without your ex boyfriend. You and Willard never crossed paths again at university, and you were sure you’d never see him again. That was, until you had to return home for the weekend. Your younger sister had just turned 16, and your presence was requested, causing you to make the four and a half hour one way trip down to Athens to be there for her party. You’d moved to South Carolina after graduation, landing a job with a school district in Charleston where you were hired on as a first grade teacher. Once you arrived back home in Athens, the memories of Willard and your years at university all came flooding back. Complicating these, was when your tire blew on your car. You had to have it towed to the nearest mechanic.

When you hopped out of the tow truck, you lifted your sunglasses up from your eyes, resting them atop your head, squinting as you walked into the garage. A tall man with dark hair and a deep Southern accent with his back turned to you as he wiped his hands off called out to you. There was a sense of familiarity as he spoke, an uncomfortable feeling brewed in you as he turned around. You saw his face, and nothing about him had changed - the same hazel eyes, dark brown curls, the faint scars on his cheek and his chin now almost unnoticeable. His breath audibly hitched as he saw you. 

“Well...hi,” Willard chuckled awkwardly as he saw you, taking a moment to register everything that had changed since you’d left him.

“Hi,” You responded coldly, your arms folded across your chest as you looked at him, “My tire blew, I just need one replaced. No I didn’t have a spare, just charge it to my credit card when you’re done, ok?” 

“Well now, is that anyway to talk to your ex boyfriend?” Willard smirked playfully, that same godforsaken twinkle in his hazel eyes that always won you over before still clearly present.

“Ex for a reason, Willard.”

“Not a good one,” He admitted as he nodded his head slowly, “I-uh-I’ve been thinking.”

“After 5 years? Seems a little late.”

“Listen, darlin’, I was a stupid kid,” he began, nodding slowly, “I never wanted to hurt ya.”

“Well, you just did a damn good job of that without even trying, didn’t you?” You rebuffed his attempt to discuss further and handed him your credit card so he could put the tire repair on file with your card. 

“I’m sorry, ok?” He said softly, his voice barely a whisper as he spoke. 

“I’m not.”

“I probably deserve that, I’ll admit,” Willard sighs and shakes his head, “Let me make it up to ya, ok? Maybe I could take you for dinner some time? How long are ya here for? I can’t cook for shit still, but I remember you always loved going out to that place near the campus, I could take you there if ya’d like?”

“Thanks, but I have plans.”

“I haven’t even told you when it is yet.”

“Well I’m only home for a weekend. It’s my sister’s sweet 16.”

Willard’s face fell as he nodded slowly. He sighed softly and handed you your card back, furrowing his brow as he spoke.

“S’pose I can’t convince you then, can I?” 

“What could you possibly say to fix it after five years, Willard?

He frowned again before gazing up at the clock on the wall. He nodded slowly and turned his attention back to you before speaking again.

“I’m off in 10 minutes, if you wait for me, I’ll explain everything. If you say my explanation and apology aren’t good enough, I’ll back off and you can pretend you never even met me. I’ll even fix that tire for free first before you go back home.”

You weighed your options as Willard looked at you hopefully, almost as if he was pleading you to agree. You sighed and shook your head before pointing a finger at him.

“Don’t disappoint me, ok?

“I’ll do my damnest not to, darlin’”

After 10 short minutes, you observed as Willard punched out his time card and trodded off to the change room to discard of his dirty, grease laden clothes. He smiled as he walked out to you, wearing jeans and a plain white t-shirt, his beat up old baseball cap from when you’d first met him now adorning his head. He laughed softly before turning to you once again and grinning.

“I’m impressed you waited for me,” Willard explained. 

As the two of you headed outside, you spotted his infamous beat up old pickup truck, looking as rough as ever parked outside. Willard grinned at you and laughed, “You used to love this truck, you know.”

“Yeah, when I was 19, I also loved country boys in cowboy hats who wiillingly broke my heart by kissing other girls while I thought we were dating exclusively,” You hissed at him.

If there was one thing you knew about Willard, it was that he didn’t give a single fuck if anyone didn’t like his truck. That truck was the only thing he loved more than his own mama, and Willard would spend every last dime he had to fix that awful thing just so he could continue cherishing it. He’d always been very set in his ways about everything. It was the reason why you’d split in the first place. He was so determined to “live freely” and “live his life” that he gave up anything he figured might have stopped him, including you.

“Listen, I’m sorry for what I did, yeah?” 

“So you’ve said.” 

“Just hear me out, ok? I was a stupid kid. I was 19, I didn’t know shit. I still don’t know shit at 24, but you know what I do know?” 

“How to count past 10 without taking your shoes off?” You retorted dryly.

“Hey now, I’m trying to be serious!” Willard laughed softly, “I know now that you never would have stopped me from doing whatever I had my heart set on. You would have encouraged me to just be happy. I appreciate that. I was just too stupid to pick up on that. I’m sorry I broke your heart. I also learned that you were so much harder to forget than you were to leave. Watching you walk away and hearing you tell me to go fuck myself gave me quite the ego check. And, I really did think you were the sweetest lil’ Georgia peach I’d ever met.”

You rolled your eyes as you tried to maintain your icy exterior towards him. On the inside though, you could feel your heart melt ever so slightly as he called you a Georgia peach - that had always been his saying when he thought you did something cute. He’d pat your cheek with his big hand, calloused from a combination of playing football and his studying to be a mechanical engineer, and grin at you as his thick as molasses Southern accent gushed at you. “Well ain’t you just as sweet as a Georgia Peach?” he’d always say. Half the time you figured he said it purely to make you blush. 

Willard took a step closer to you, his hazel eyes meeting with yours the way they had when you two had dated all those years ago. He sighed softly, almost happily as he saw you weren’t rejecting him this time around. His hand reached for yours slowly, his touch gentle and delicate, as if he was trying purposefully not to scare you away. He smiled softly as you allowed him to hold your hand, your lack of resistance giving him a glimmer of hope that you might have somehow found a way to forgive him. You would feel yourself wearing down against him, your cold, frozen exterior towards him melting away as he gently held your hand.

“Willard,” you frowned slightly as you looked down at his hand holding yours, trying to ignore the fact that your hand fit perfectly in his.

“Darlin’ I’m willing to do anything to prove to you that I’m not going to break your heart again if you give me the chance. I’ve spent the last five years realizing that those big dreams and aspirations I had in college weren’t going to come true without you. I never did make it out of college football, I never ended up travelling or leaving Georgia like I said I would, but, I mean, I do decently well for myself. When you left I realized you were what made me happy though - not travelling or football, or workin’ on cars. You. And when I didn’t have you to do all these things I’d dreamed of with, well, none of them seemed worth doin’ anymore.”

 You sighed softly as he gave your hand a gentle squeeze. You looked up at him, meeting those gorgeous hazel eyes you’d always loved, tears welling up in your own as you gave an understanding nod of your head. 

“Now, there’s my sweet lil’ Georgia peach,” he smirked as he stroked the back of your hand with his thumb. 

A rush of memories and a sense of familiarity came rushing over you as he spoke, calling you by the pet name that always made you weak in the knees years ago. You shook your head quickly as you tried to shake the feeling of nostalgia that was overtaking you.

“I should get going.” Your voice was soft-spoken, partially feeling guilty as you spoke.

Willard swallowed hard and nodded his head, trying to not sound defeated. He gestured his hand outward, pointing towards the street, forcing a hearty laugh and a big smile as he spoke.

“Yeah, might not wanna be late, your mama’d be so mad. Bet your sister wouldn’t be none too pleased either tho, would she?”

“No, I don’t suppose they would be. My sister’s party is supposed to start in,” You frowned as you looked at your watch and shook your head, “!5 minutes. Christ, I better start walking.”

“Don’t be silly, I’ll just drive you over. Sure your mama doesn’t want you wanderin’ your way around town to get home.”

You opened your mouth to argue but quickly closed it again. You knew he had a fair point, and you’d never make it there in 15 minutes by walking. Smiling, Willard opened the door of his truck for you, gesturing to the front seat for you to hop inside. You jumped up into the seat and nodded slowly as Willard took your bag out of your temporarily non-functioning car for you, placing it in the back. He climbed into the driver’s seat and turned the key over, the engine making its unique sputtering sound as it roared to life, the old engine sounding like it was clinging to life by a thread. 

“You know, I could fix ‘er, but I just…I dunno, the sound is sort of nostalgic for me, ya know? It’s comforting,” He chuckled.

You rolled your eyes and laughed as he drove towards your parents house. You directed him along the way, but once he found himself in the familiar neighbourhoods he used to drive through to pick you up all those years ago, he didn’t need your navigation skills anymore. He smirked as he pulled up out front of your parents’ home, watching as you hopped out of the truck. He raised an eyebrow as the crowd of your family members that was congregating outside of your garage. Willard waved politely to them, recognizing a few of their faces from family functions he’d accompanied you to years ago. He parked his truck and hopped out, smiling as he looked over to you.

“I take it you never did tell your mama the truth about why we broke up, did ya?” He whispered to you as your mom waved to him from the garage.

“No, I didn’t want to her to go sharpen her pitchfork to come after you with,” You smirked at him and shrugged your shoulders, “You’re welcome.”

As you came up closer to your family, you felt Willard put his hand gently on your back. Turning to you, he smiled softly and whispered in your ear gently.

“Sorry, just trying to make it seem like we didn’t quite break up as badly as we did,” he nodded as he let out a soft chuckle.

You nodded slowly in agreement and smiled at your family members as Willard joined you. He laughed as your dad wrapped an arm Willard’s shoulders, pulling him in to talk for a moment, as he would have with an old friend. Willard gave you an apologetic smile as he shrugged, not realizing that your family would have missed his presence so much. 

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A few hours later, Willard was still hanging out at the party, unable to make a quick getaway as your family members wanted to hear about all the things he’d done over the last five years. In a way, you were glad they were so welcoming towards him once again, happy to see that he was still considered family by your loved ones. You couldn’t help but notice the butterflies you got every time you saw him smile or laugh while he spoke, like he was genuinely enjoying himself, it showed to you that what he had said earlier about missing you had been completely heartfelt. 

As everyone started to head out, you met Willard on your parents front porch, smiling softly as he held your hand again under the warm glow of the porchlight beside the door. You could feel the gaze of your family members peering through the curtains at you, all secretly and silently hoping that one of you would give a sign that you were rekindling what you’d once had together. 

“Thanks for letting me stick around, I missed seeing everyone, I missed how nice your folks are,” Willard nodded, smiling brightly at you, his cheeks turning pink as he spoke.

“I don’t think they would have given me the option to send you home without staying, to be fair.”

There was an awkward silence in the air between you two as Willard’s eyes met yours. He bit his lip softly and laughed, shaking his head, his dark brown curls becoming perfectly tossed, his discarded baseball cap shoved into his back pocket from when he sat down for dinner earlier. 

“You know, I really wanna kiss you right ‘bout now.”

“Strangely enough, you’re kinda making me wanna kiss you right ‘bout now too,” you teased.

With that, Willard put his hands on your waist, pulling you in close for a kiss. His lips were soft, with a sense of hunger and passion added to the chemistry between you. You could tell just by how his lips met with yours that he’d been craving this for the last five years. That he’d wanted nothing more than to hold you close and kiss you under the porchlight like had so many times before. And if you were being honest, you’d craved it too all these years, as much as you hated to admit it.

“So, where does this leave us then?” You raised an eyebrow at him, “‘Suppose I can’t hate you anymore if I’m letting you kiss me like that, now can I?”

“Don’t suppose you can, sweetheart. Looks like you may have to agree to datin’ me again?”

“Is that so?”

“Now come on, my lil’ Georgia peach, don’t make me get on my knees and beg you to take me back in front of your folks. You know I will.”

You laughed softly and pressed your lips to his again, murmuring into the kiss as your lips touched. 

“Come ‘ere, country boy,  you’re mine now.”

[binniesbobastay]

First time with TXT

18+ content below, minors DNI

Soobin

He's a romantic at heart, so he'd prefer your first time to be planned. Would want to talk about it before so he knows exactly what makes you comfortable ahead of time. he just wants everything to be perfect for you :( when the night comes, he'd take you out to dinner, smirking as he doesn't fail to notice your anticipation. He'd go out and do the whole set up of rose petals, candles, soft sheets all waiting for you when you got back. The moment would be all about you and he'd completely put your pleasure before his, and he's intent on every time after that being the same way. He won't even think about getting off until you're a whining, spent mess underneath him...

"Soobin~" the sound of his name falling from your lips was enough to make his head spin, making him press his own harder into the flesh of your thigh. You let out a whine as his tongue begins to lap at your pussy again... even though he's made you cum twice already like this. "Soobin, please! w-wanna make you feel good too..."

He smiles, looking up at you lovingly. "Oh sweetheart, you will. But tonight's about you, just relax and feel good for me. I'm having plenty of fun, don't worry." He chuckles before suckling on your clit.

Yeonjun

your first time with him happens after weeks, maybe even months of tension. The two of you had been pining for each other for so long. Both of you knew one wanted the other but the game of cat and mouse was just too much fun. But it wouldn't be long one day until the two of you were home alone and he finally snapped, fucking you dumb on every surface in the room...

"fuck, fuck, fuck!" you moan as yeonjun pounds into you from behind. He shoves your face further against the table he has you bent over. "c-cumming! i'm cumming!" before you can finish though, he flips you over, strong arms pick you up and putting you on the table. he pries your legs open before rubbing your clit fast with two fingers. "a-ah! yeonjuuuuuun~" you moan as your release washes over you. He groans, letting you ride out your high before sliding back into you. he leans down, pressing all his weight on you as you wrap your arms around each other.

"fuck, i finally have you the way i want you, princess..." he growls in your ear.

Beomgyu

You're his best friend he's had a huge crush on for a while now. He loves you more than anything but he doesn't know how to tell you. So he just stay quiet, watching you get together with other guys when he knows that he can treat you better. You've been on and off with a guy for a few months now but you found out he cheated and it was the last straw. You come to him in tears and he's waiting with open arms... then you both realize he can help you with the pain in another way.

"Gyu..." you moan, gripping his arms as he thrusts deep inside you. He smiles down at you, kissing your forehead.

"It's okay, baby. Don't think about him anymore, just think of me..." which was easy to do when you were wrapped in his oversized shirt and his sheets drenched in his scent and your palms were splayed over his smooth skin. Not to mention, the perfect movements of his hips making you see stars.

"I'll take care of you now, I love you so much..."

Taehyun

He's your work crush ;) you look forward to clocking in everyday if it means you get to steal glances at how his sleeves cling onto his muscles and his abs when his shirt rises up as he reaches for something. One night, your ride cancels on you. So you shyly ask taehyun, your only other coworker for the shift, for one. He flashes you a charming smile before gladly offering to take you home. You both become chatty when you're closing up and it's just the two of you. You feel comfortable to jokingly confess your little crush on him. He's silent after that and you want nothing more than to kick yourself... until when you're in his car, he pulls you into his lap for a steamy kiss. He eats you out before fucking you in his back seat.

"Mmm, tae~" you moan, threading your fingers through his hair as you cum on his tongue. He groans before lapping you up.

"Tastes so sweet, just like i imagined..." he smirks, making you blush before guiding you to the back. He lays you down before taking his cock out, teasing your clit with his tip and then sliding into you.

Huening Kai

Your sweet boyfriend! you're his first girlfriend and you're probably his first time ever :( but oh my god he's so pervy. he can't help it, you're so gorgeous. his mouth practically waters at the sight of your breasts or your thighs. during a movie night when he's spooning you, he can't take it any longer. Feeling your plush thighs under his grasp and being able to see down your shirt drives him crazy...

"Fuck... you feel so good!" he whimpers, holding your leg up as he bucks his hips into you. your wet walls make his mind go numb, completely lost in bliss.

"Mmm, you're doing so good, my love." You guide one of his hands to hold onto to one of your tits. He moans, pinching your nipple, the speed of his hips increasing.

[pedgito]

went to a halloween party last night and got a little rowdy 😵‍💫 was wondering if you could write a little blurb or something on how eddie would be if you got sick at a party?? 👉🏽👈🏽😘😘

author’s note: super short but i was in the mood for something cute, i hope you enjoy!

cw: drunk!reader, hints at nefarious activities (*cough* sex), eddie being a sweet boyfriend, just lots of fluff, taking care of sick reader, if i missed anything lmk!

word count: 1k

Contrary to what most people at Hawkins High believed, Eddie wasn’t all about the extravagancy of making costumes, dressing up, and trying to fight for the center of attention. As the resident freak, that all came naturally. Yet still, he dressed up for you—sort of.

“Vampires?” Eddie asks wearily, letting you tie the black cape around his neck, the string tied in a perfect bow at the base of his clavicle. You nod giddily, tugging gently on the string to make sure it was secure.

Yours was matching, but lined with a red satin and slightly flared at the collar where his was full, matte black. Eddie didn’t change his normal clothes, frayed black jeans and his usual worn out band shirt sitting snug on his frame. His fingers ran along the sheer tights you had on underneath your unitard, set to pair with your cape.

“It was that or bunnies,” You shrug, picking out the prop teeth caps from their case—instead of those ridiculous plastic teeth you opted for something a lot more subtle, “and as much as I’d love to see you wear those ears, this was definitely the better choice.”

Eddie makes a face discomfort, letting you set the fake teeth into place until they’re stuck, running your finger along the point. “Where are yours?” Eddie asks suspiciously, slight lisp to his tone as he familiarized himself with the obstruction in his mouth.

“They’re already on,” You reply with smile, canines peeking out just past your top lip, “didn’t think I’d let you embarrass alone, did you? Although—I do still have the ears in my bag if you want to spice things up a bit—“

“No,” Eddie retorts swiftly, hands clasped around your wrist from where they cradled his face, “how long do we have to stay again?”

“An hour, maybe,” You tell him, shrug noncommittal, “it’s not like we have anything else planned for tonight—besides, Robin and Steve are going. Nance said she might bring Johnathan.”

“I can find plenty to keep us busy tonight, you know.” Eddie says playfully, wiggling his eyebrows, mouth turned to kiss the inside of your palm.

You smirk knowingly, pressing a firm finger to his lips to silence him. “Later.” You promise, “If you can behave.”

Eddie soon realizes that he’s not the one that needs to watched, having to wrangle your from nearly every drinking party game and sign of alcohol that’s thrown your way after a half hour, because the moment you stumble into his side, eyes glazed over—he knows.

“Les’ go, Eddie.” You urge, pulling him toward the backyard of Jason’s house, pool packed with several bodies despite the rigid temperatures, “I wanna swim.”

Eddie purses his lips, pulling the hair back that falls in your face as you stumble forward, leaning your weight on him fully. “That’s not on the agenda tonight, sweetheart.”

You pout, looking up at him with wet eyes. “You’re no fun.”

“I beg to differ.” Eddie counters with a laugh, but it dies out when he sees your eyes zone out, staring at the wall in front of you. “Oh—oh, okay. We’re leaving.”

You groan, “No. Not yet, Eddie.” You yank feebly against his grip, it didn’t budge. “Please?”

Eddie stares down at you, big doe eyes soft and comforting behind the thick ring of eyeliner you’d drawn on his waterline earlier that night. “Look at me.”

You do, but the everything behind him is spinning, causing you to close your eyes with a wince, the bright amber lights strung about the house giving you a migraine.

“That’s what I thought.” Eddie says with a slight smile, “We’re leaving.”

Eddie’s timing is impeccable, having successfully removed you from the house just before you decided to throw up on the front lawn, narrowly avoiding your outfit as Eddie hunches over with you, holding you up.

“Okay,” You groan, “maybe you’re right.”

Eddie responds with a noise of approval, hoisting you back up when you’re through the worst of it, wiping at your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Anything but the shoes, babe.” Eddie pleads, lifting you into the passenger seat of his van. You shake your head, signaling that you were alright for the moment, clammy hand clutched to your forehead. Eddie reaches for the handkerchief tucked in his back pocket, resting it into your hand. “For your mouth,” he motions, guiding your hand up to wipe at the corner of your lips, “—just let me know if you need me to pull over. I’m taking you back to my place.”

You nod silently, struggling to find the energy or concentration to respond.

Eddie only has to pull over two times, both narrow near misses as you barely swing the door open before you’re unloading on the pavement, the cool touch of his hand on your back as you fight through the misery and consequences of overestimating how much alcohol you could handle.

And as chivalrous as Eddie is, he sweeps you up bridal style when you finally arrive at the trailer, not giving you any more reason to stumble and injure yourself tonight.

“I’m gross, I’m sorry.” You apologize when Eddie reaches his bed, laying you down gently. Eddie laughs into the air, hands dragging down your legs to pull at your shoes, before reaching back up to untie the cape around your neck, doing the same to himself a few moments later.

“Have you seen where I live?” Eddie asks redundantly, “Where I sleep?”

No response, a frown stuck on your face as your stomach begins to turn. Eddie panics, fingers flexing as he reached for the small trashcan at his bedside, letting you lean over his lap, cheeks burning with embarrassment as you dry heaved into the bin.

“Nothing grosses me out, sweetheart.” Eddie reminds you, gently pulling the hair away from your face. “You think you can hold it down for a minute while I go grab some stuff?”

You nod weakly, flopping back down on his mattress, regretting the sudden movement as your head pounds harshly. Eddie’s footsteps fade quickly, the faint rummaging heard from the kitchen, talking to himself as he searched around.

He returns with an armful—water, snacks, some medicine that you can’t be bothered to read, letting him shift you around to make you more comfortable.

“I’m fine.” You insist, eyes squeezed shut in frustration.

You were very much not fine.

“You lost your teeth.” Eddie comments randomly, grin growing wide on his face.

“What?” You ask, hands flying to your mouth, searching for something that was already long gone. “Dammit—“

Eddie watches you slump, a bad night becoming even worse, in your eyes at least.

“At least one of us stayed in character,” Eddie teases and you spot the fangs still holding steady in his mouth, “—now, are you going to let me take care of you?”

You sigh, nodding at him with a petulant frown—resembling a child being told they can’t have their favorite toy.

Eddie shoves the open water bottle at you, his hand reaching behind you to lift you up, rim pressed to your lips as he silently asked you to drink, the cold water like heaven as it washed over your tongue.

“You’re gonna finish this, take some medicine for the headache I know you’re gonna have in the morning—and then you’re taking your stubborn ass to sleep.”

You eye him narrowly, only confirming his flippant use of stubborn. “But—I thought we were supposed to have fun.”

“I don’t know,” Eddie chuckles slightly, eyes flicking down to meet your face, “this is pretty fun to me.”

“You’re enjoying this too much.” You say in annoyance, relaxing into the bed again, Eddie’s finger coming up to wipe away the water that had dripped down your chin.

“Only a little.” Eddie admits, “I told you we should’ve stayed in but no—“

You roll your eyes lightheartedly, yanking at the string tied around his neck, “You’re being mean—you don’t deserve the cape.”

The words hold no malice, knowing that Eddie was, without a doubt, the sweetest person in your life—dropping everything to take care of you at his own inconvenience, a cause of your own irresponsible choices.

“And I was actually starting to enjoy it,” Eddie remarks, pulling at the fake teeth and placing them on the table at his bedside, “sort of.”

You laugh a little too hard, curling around yourself in anguish. “You’re a terrible liar, Eddie.” You breathe out.

Eddie shrugs, “Yeah, well—the things you do for the people you love, right?” He tells you, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss against your forehead.

You smile, holding him there for a brief moment.

“Right.” You respond, “I love you.”

“And I love you,” He murmurs against your skin.

[moonstruckloverwritings]

What would dating Sean Diaz (LiS 2) include? :0 if you wanna do that one! I bet he’d use a lot of Spanish nicknames for female s/o LOL

Dating Sean Diaz Would Include..

Authors note: I was definitely planning to do lots of life is strange posts so no worries! And you’re completely right on that one. He definitely would! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!

Sean’s song to Reader:

Intro:

Ok so I think Sean would be very chill and at the same time very open and gentle in his way of loving someone.

Some things depend on if when you’re dating it’s before the events of Seattle or after. Or if you’re with them and seeing his character development for yourself.

I do think he would be very protective no matter which version of that is.

He’d want to be there in every way. If it’s protecting you from someone or something else or even from your own thoughts. Cause let’s be honest we all have our moments when we aren’t as kind to ourselves as we should be. And he’d be right there! Hence the song

Would most definitely call you “Mi vida” meaning “My life”

Before the incident:

If you’re dating before the events of Seattle then I see so many movie nights with popcorn and snuggly blankets. Daniel would always want to be right in the middle 😁 Sean would try to send him away unless you told him different. Sean’s dad, Esteban, would walk by making teasing comments every so often but all in good fun.

If you guys went to parties he’s definitely the show off type when it comes to you. Introducing you to everyone that talks to him. You’ll probably never really talk to these people again after the party and he knows that, it’s just a way for him to say “I love this person and no one else!” to people so they don’t get any ideas.

100% loves to draw you. You are his muse whether you realize he’s drawing you or not. (You know he’s drawing you but he doesn’t always know that you know. He thinks it’s genuine when you pretend to be surprised as he hands it to you.)

Laying on his bed sharing earbuds and listening to the music in silence is something he loves to do because just being in each other’s presence is special to him. He loves spending any kind of time with you.

After the incident:

Now if you’re dating him during/after the incident/journey to the boarder, he’s a bit different.

His protectiveness is a lot more heightened. Nothing will get past him when it comes to you or Daniel.

And as much as their dad is still their dad, he has taken on some kind of parental figure over Daniel so it would make sense that you both took on those roles.

Talking with each other about what’s the best plan of action when it comes to Daniel is a frequent conversation. Talking with you about wether they should go to their grandparents for medicine for Daniel was a big one.

You both are pretty much in a rush trying to survive and get to Mexico that it put a pause on your relationship. You were still together but there was now things that were more important and you didn’t really think about other things. That was until you both were able to settle down at the farm.

Things at the farm weren’t completely perfect but you both had the chance to feel normal again. Or at least as much as you could.

Coffee in the mornings, swimming at the lake, cuddling at the campfire with the others, playing that pirate ship game that Daniel says he out grew is a normal routine for you guys.

Also I just feel like he loves kissing your forehead/the top of your head. He does it very frequently.

He’s also a big hand holder. If you’re walking and let go of his hand, he is offended! ☝️

“What are you doing? Give me back your hand.” 🤝 “good, now let’s go.”

All in all, he’s very sweet and loves you greatly. He’d do anything for you and Daniel. Whatever it takes.