#but also yeah give me the dilfs and milfs

[thecherrygod]

very niche thought here but currently thinking of a disco elysium x rune factory crossover. specifically in the rune factory universe

your character wakes up without memories and (at some point you realize they had) a mission to fulfill

theres mentions of a past of war and destruction of towns and discrimination

characters that have something wrong with them usually

i think shivers would guide harry into what is wrong and has to be fixed (and into saving the rf world)

also levelling skills like endurance would upgrade his rp and hp, maybe upgrading hand eye cordination would make him good at fishing or something and some maybe could help you with magic and forging and stuff

hed be a farmer who has a special kind of connection with the earth, both going well with him considering taking gardening as a hobby and just.. how he is with his skills and stuff

id also want to take kim on adventures and dates tbh. not just kim honestly thatd be cool to make all the single characters people with who you could go on dates aside from lilienne. also rf(5) lets you be bisexual so...

also having a system for gift giving which people may like or dislike you based on the gifts could be funny bc i feel harry could fuck up with the gifts, and i think the skills other people have and what they like could be... an interesting thing to develop..

also in a way youre constantly changing your clothes, at least your armor, but technically if you have a wardrove and the clothings he could just go out in his pajamas or whatever hed use for swimming and just have your armor and weapons on top of that

anyways im gonna be thinking about it. if im willing to give them game appropiate clothes i may actually consider this more but rf fashion is a nightmare but yeah

[fishedeyelenz]

*flies into the window*

I-... I NEED YOUR EXPERT OPINION IF YOU'RE NOT TOO BUSY!

So!

I know that DILF!Billy hates/scared/generally avoids kids (and it's pretty dangerous to leave him with them, we all know), that's fair enough, but... Let's suppose that in one BEAUTIFUL day a wild 14 year old homeless kiddo wanders into his attic or basement, maybe escaping from an orphanage or hiding from the cops after stealing food from the store or it's just a idk freeze outside. And Billy of course has chased them away in every way possible, but this little devil keeps finding way back (because they like to annoy him and steal his stuff) and even dares to hang out with Billy's cats!

And I wonders... What are the chances that they would have become like... Half enemy half friends? Is that even possible? Or nah, that's some pink dreams? I'm by no means talking about any parental relationship or anything like that, ahah, fuck no, never, BUT specifically... Um... About little random communications of two inherently similar strange creatures, just one damn young and wild and other damn old and... Well... "The Billy".

Actual Dilf Billy Lenz ???!!!

Maria you can't do this to me. You just can't. I'm such a sucker for found family, but especially like when the accidental caretakers of the younger members are criminals/fucked up/not really suited to take care of them but they only have each other in this godforsaken world (the members of gorillaz+ noodle but ESPECIALLY Noodle and Murdoc, Eda and Luz from the owl house, the cast of cowboy bebop and ed (yes they are family in my eyes!!!) etc, etc)

So uh, my mind says it would never work, but my heart... but my heart says "found family <3333" so uh... I actually think that if the child was stubborn enough to stick with Billy, they would actually develop a pseudo father-child relationship. Like it would take some time don't get me wrong , and the relationship would be far from perfect and always fractured (think Murdoc and Noodle from gorillaz if you're familiar with them, except Billy is not an alcoholic lmao ), but yeah there could be some room for genuine "paternal" care and love. Though it would take some time for Billy to be okay with the child, because fourteen is the exact same age Agnes was when she ran away from him so uh... trauma. Even more so if Billy finds them in the basement...

But yeah, a strange sort of on-and-off kinda parent child relationship is likely to develop. This might not have been what you were asking for but oh well i got soft thinking about "actual dad" Dilf Billy. I will say it would be the best for the child to have some other influences other than the crazy, nasty old creep that lives on the edge of the forest lmao. And it would be best for Billy to have someone else take care of the kid every once in a while lol. But the fact that Billy wouldn't have to take care of them as like a baby would also mean their relationship could be an emotionally warmer one because the child's self sufficiency wouldn't burden Billy as much. Also, when Billy stops seeing them as a version of Agnes he would be like "14??? that's almost like a smaller, dumber adult I can kick back, relax and share a beer with" (Billy NO-)

[wxxpingangxls]

Girl Next Door

+synopsis; a new, single and smoking hot neighbour moves in next door and you offer to babysit his son while he’s busy at work…money isn’t the only payment

+content/warnings; black reader but no explicit description, typical suburban wives, reader and nanami are around the same age (early 30s), both single parents, reader has a daughter, set in the early 2000s, messy sex, desperate!nanami (he hasn't had good pussy in a while :((((( ), sloppy pussy eating, fingering, squirting

+pairings; black!milf fem!reader x dilf!nanami

The moving van obstructed the view of the new home owners moving in a few houses down from your home. The sounds of young children giggling and conspiring among themselves resounded around the neighbourhood as you and the other wives gossiped about the new neighbour.

“So, what did you say after she commented on the dress you wore?” one of the woman asked you as you peered up from your pink mug. “Ugh don’t even get me started on her. She took one look at me and assumed I was stone cold broke! Can you imagine that?” you exclaimed, raising both hands up in disbelief.

“Oh my God! Major hunk alert!” you snapped your head towards the direction in which of the girls were pointing at. The moving van had moved and in your line of vision was a tall man in a blue shirt and suspenders. His blonde hair was smartly slicked back and his designer watch blinged in the daylight.

“Woah…” you gasped, your mouth wide open and salivating. You could see his pecs and arms bulging through the material. "I think it's only fair that we give our new neighbour a warm welcome..." you smile, whilst reaching towards the basket of freshly home-baked sweet treats and pastries.

You swore you only came over to offer to take his son to the park to accompany your daughter while he unpacked at his new home. Yet here you were, on the cleared out dining table, while the children lay asleep in one of the separate rooms. Your halter neck dress was bunched up around your waist and your pink Dior strappy heeled sandals were long disguarded somewhere around the home. Your hot cunt was leaking as you silently waited for him to get back to work. Your hands were back in his hair, griping tightly as his tongue flicked up and down your heated cunt.

“Mphmmm, just like that Kento…” the moans of his name further egging him on to make you cum again. It’s been way too long since you come to an orgasm this good. With the divorce proceedings finally settled and custody matters dealt with, you haven’t had time to do anything. It also didn’t help that you couldn’t find a baby sitter to take care of your baby girl whilst working.

But having this mouth watering, leg opening hunk of a man between your legs, all your problems seemed minor and oh so trivial. His mouth suckling on your small bud, making your legs bounce up in ecstasy. Kento groaned as he shook his head side to side, smearing your filthy secretions all over his face and your thighs. You whined out loud, sensitivity and overstimulation getting to you, while this man just enamoured himself in your sweet filth. Hunger and carnal desire is all that fuelled him on.

Kento’s calloused hands gripped onto your thighs, his biceps flexing every time he put extra weight on your legs to stop you from shaking. Your back arched as he slowly slipped a finger into the slick hole. “Oh, fuck, s’good…” his finger left your pulsing cunt as he started rubbing your clit side to side.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you pretty girl,” his voice resounded around your mushy mind. You nodded, too far gone to acknowledge what exactly he was saying. “Come on, give it to me baby,” he whined out loud, bucking his hips into the air for some sort of relief. Drool seeped as your cunt squeezed around nothing, his three fingers rubbing hard against your soft clit.

His lips found his way to your thighs, sucking marks onto them as your breathing hitched.

“Have you squirted before?” he asks stopping momentarily, whilst sitting up to make eye contact with you. “What?” you reply completely drained from his teasing.

“Come here,” his large hands wrap themselves around your thigh and brings closer to himself to distract you from the fact that he was sliding two fingers into your cunt.

Your walls immediately tighten as his fingers curl up, finding your gooey spot. “Oh! Good…S’good!”

“I need for you to relax for me sweetheart, okay?” he looked down at your bubbling eyes as you nodded feverishly. “There’s a good girl,”

His large free hand runs down to your stomach as the other fingers roll themselves further into your cunt. Your moans further increase in pitch. His hand finally places itself on your lower stomach before pressing, hard.

Kento watches in amusement as he eyes your face contorting into that of pleasure. “Relax sweets,” he quickly mutters as he notices your feeble attempts to try and squirm away.

“Wait…Wait!”

Your cunt squelches and squeezes around his fingers as you start gushing against his abdomen. “Yeah…just like that!” he whispers softly “There it is…Fuck!”

Your legs are shaking and your eyes tearing up as you try and catch your breath while he helps you ride out your high.

You said your goodbyes and gave your blessing to the new neighbour next door and his small son. Your own child lay peacefully asleep in your arms, her small snores reverberating in your ears. Kento Nanami shut the front door, letting out a deep sigh.

He silently sat and hoped that the girl next door hadn’t seen the huge cum stain in his brand new tailored work trousers. After all, all he did was eat out your sweet cunt. But give it time, soon enough, he’ll come running for more than just the taste of your sweet cunt.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

pt IV doctor who but i've never watched it but i know loads about it for sure

It's half past 4 am and I definitely remember everything that you maggots yelled at me about this show I definitely do

There is a slutty head preserved in a jar that had many babies

There is a Doctor who was an OG doctor and his name was Wren or something no WILF RIGHT YES SOMEONE SAID THE DILF THE MILF AND THE HOLY WILF

Michael Sheen is a sexy planet with a mouth

Neil Gaiman wrote some episodes and it was very cool I think he made Michael Sheen the sexy planet

David Tennant I know you all love David Tennant well FUCKING HERE THEN TUMBLR DAVID TENNANT

There are time lords and they are the doctor and everyone was very cross when I asked that because apparently y'all periodically forget you follow me because im dumb

It's like gay or something at some point

Andrew Garfield is a dentist who gets flirted with like you too babygirl or whatever the 10th doctor says

Oh yeah the doctors are the doctor but there are 14 of them and they all go poof and then boom new actor except for 14 where david tennant re-emerges YEAH TUMBLR HEAR THAT I SAID DAVID TENNANT

oh and THEN the fifteenth doctor arrives but he fucking girlbosses a bigeneration and so escapes trauma or something and you all get to keep david tennant YEAH I SAID HIS NAME IF THIS HELLSITE HAD AN ALGORITHM THIS POST WOULD BE TRENDING SO QUICK ISTG

Oh the TARDIS is blue and not fucking yellow sometimes my brain gaslights me and also it can be anything it is a tree but it is a police box because it wants to be due to a glitch that the doctor hasnt fixed coz hes too busy hanging out with donna or being gay or being trans which as I know from experience are both full-time occupations

Theres like an intro or something it goes DOOWEEDOOOO and when i mentioned it people started singing it in the reblogs so like nostaglia hit ig

DAAAAAAAAAAVID TENNANT YOU HERE ME TUMBLR COME AND GET YOUR DAVID TENNANT HE FOUND HIS WIFE HERE YES HE DID HIS FATHER-IN-LAW WAS A DOCTOR YES HE WAS HIS DAUGHTER WAS THE DOCTOR'S DAUGHTER BUT THEN DAVID'S WIFE SO IDK GO SLAY GEORGIA

10th doctor is kinda bitchboy and we love him for that apparently

12th doctor is girlbossing prideful or maybe it was 11th or 9th WHO'S THE ONE WHO CALLS THE POTATO A POTATO

There are rhinos and they're police they're called Zookas and they transform people into something for their sins

I think it was the rhinos but someone looks like gollum had sex with a dead horse and got impregnated

There's a potato dude (gn)

There's a Meep and Meep's pronouns are Meep which is fab

There's a dude named Harry in the original doctor who

Shitty effects are beloved here

Someone installed a ramp on the tardis

there is someone named rose and the 9th doctor did something with a timeline and lost her to another 9th doctor and everyone's sad about it coz he knew he couldnt give her the life or something

Rose is kissy smoochie with doctor

Donna noble is played by catherine tate who knows less about the show than i do (which isnt saying much clearly im an expert)

The doctor is not actually a doctor it's something about yelling DOCTOR and they say DOCTOR WHO and it's like FUCK YEAH BABA GRIL NAMEDROP

Is this show title a knock knock joke like Knock knock. Who's there? Doctor. Doctor who? Yes now let me in.

one last time for you sluts DAVID TENNNANTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

you're welcome.

[selfproclaimedunicorn]

Ohhh Daenys and Tyland seems so cool! Is there a fic? Now I avoid like a plague uncle and niece incest fics(always the second daughter that falls in love with Daemon and Nyra is a witch, or worse,she's Harwin's wife🥲)

A lannister and a Targaryen? Sign me in!

Bonus if they your OC is besties with Alicent

There's no fic yet, I want to finish SOTF first (this does not stop me from having many feelings about my wet, pathetic rat woman). But yeah, the idea of "Rhaenyra's little sister who's mom is also Aemma" struck me as being interesting & having potential, & then she just took shape as Tyland's cringefail GF because he is my special guy & also They Are Hot (milf & dilf of all time)

My current thought process is having her be besties with one of the Unnamed Strong Daughters or Laena, because they both feel like free real-estate. But I also cannot ever shake the idea of "please, God, give Alicent friends after Nyra abandons her" so that is a little idea floating around out there. Tbh, a lot of my planned plot got revamped recently (for the better, imo) so I'm still doing workshopping for what a lot of relationships turn into, & it's sort of hard to know until I start writing bc a lot of the time characters will get away from me & run down a path I never foresaw (I am looking directly at sotf!Laena Velaryon)

[slyboldreynardine]

get to know the simmer

thank you sm to @olya-occult-lover for tagging me! i'm sorry i've been so unsociable on here, but i really appreciate getting tagged in these games<3333

What’s your favourite sims death?

this is super boring but i love death by electrocution bc once in high school i played this super successful family, super functional, great kids, wonderful parents, and the mom died while trying to fix a dishwasher and it DEVASTATED me. no sims death has affected me that much it was insane.

Alpha or Maxis Match CC?

i would say maxis match but c'mon i think most people like at least a little alpha texture sometimes.

Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

no it's a bit weird to me.

Do you use move objects?

i do not know how i'd build anything without, my building is bad enough LMAO.

Favorite mod?

besides mccc, healthcare redux, and i haven't used live in business in a while but i love that mod<3

First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

i think it was city living?? i remember that was the pack my friend recommended bc she loved the festivals and fashion.

Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

alive mode!! in my head i go "and we're live!" like i'm directing a sitcom about my little guys.

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

hildegard my beloved<3 i'm also extremely fond of my bjergsens, esepcially clara.

Have you made a simself?

yeah i have! idk if i'll ever post it bc Gender Is Not Finished Loading and i keep switching the body frame which we do not have to unpack at all

What sim traits do you give yourself?

perfectionist, music lover, lactose intolerant (i'm not joking)

Which is your favorite EA hair color?

i love the blue-ish shade of black and that sort of brownish blonde!!

Favorite EA hair?

that single braid from cottage living with the strands falling out makes me so happy idk why, i just like the realism of the hair not staying in place lol.

Favorite life stage?

adult! i love getting to add aging details and sending screenshots to my friends and saying "new milf/dilf everyone clap"

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

gameplay and CAS<333 love my virtual dress up dolls and putting them in situations.

Are you a CC creator?

a little bit!! i know the barest basics of recoloring. the most sophisticated thing i've done is remove the clerical collar from a priest's shirt for a ghost-themed render.

Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad?

not a squad per say but i'm so impressed by everything my mutuals post!! hi guys!

What’s your favorite game?

ts3 will always have a special place in my heart, but it's the sims medieval!! i've always loved anything medieval themed and it's one of the few quest-based games i love playing bc you can also just hang out in this kingdom and have fun. playing as a physician is my favorite.

Do you have any sims merch?

nah i actually don't own a lot of merch for anything. i like fan-made stuff a lot more, usually.

Do you have a YouTube for sims?

no but i've considered uploading videos sometimes!

How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

it honestly hasn't changed all that much. every once in a while i get super attached to a legacy and i still love townies and preexisting characters. i guess my interest in storytelling has matured a bit, but that's still only like a year old interest.

What’s your Origin ID?

i think it's vonnegutz? don't quote me on the spelling, i also wish i could change it.

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

there's honestly too many to name, but if you make hair and skin detail cc, please know those are the features i agonize over the most and i love integrating those as much as possible! that's where the bulk of my mods folder is!

How long have you had a simblr?

boring answer but i can't remember lmao it's been at least a year but i've been so on and off about it.

How do you edit your pictures?

i'm very much still learning how to edit, i've tackled a lot in blender but i also use photopea. this is a render with photopea overlays/filters.

What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far?

idk if this is still an unpopular opinion but i never get bored with island living! also a big fan of cottage living, vampires, and GET TOGETHER<3

What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

we need more music-themed gameplay. bands, orchestras, more instruments in general, etc. i also really want more supernatural gameplay but it'll be bittersweet bc ea will keep fragmenting it and making it cost more instead of the beautiful cohesive pack that was ts3 supernatural.

thank you again for the tag! i'm tagging @plasmajayne @potionio @drakessimblr and @salemssimblr!! no pressure tho!

[boingolungs]

Study week is coming and I generally like to type a whole summary at the end of the semester when one ends. Holy Fuck I've been at home most of this semester. Like the amount of times I've actually went to my Uni is either at the single digits or barely past the double digits. So yeah. I wonder if it wasnt for the pandemic how often would I actually be at school. I asked my sister and she just said that I probably would've been there a whole lot. So yeah Fuck. Anyway as an art major looking back I made more shit I like I did this semester compared to last. Which I would probably upload images of but no. I keep my Uni art away from my big tiddy Tumblr Twitter art. Which I haven't done in a while but I'll get back on the horse. Soooo...... A painting I did do that I really liked is this weird nun painting and honestly...

Imma make a big tiddy spooky nun! If the good ol book is telling the truth I'm probably going to hell but considering how I like cute guys and scary chicks I'm probably going to hell either way so that's groovy.

So now I only have two semesters of uni left. It would be one but the art higher ups like to fuck over students so a class that is required that I haven't taken yet is only on during the fall semester. So I'm just gonna be getting as much credits I need this semester and finish up the last class next semester. And then I'll probably get a job for some experience.

Who knows maybe the winds push me a different way and I'll be married to a rich older woman (still like milfs) and live a comfortable life or a cute dude whose is a hard worker. I didn't say dilf cause I don't like dilfs. Hell who knows maybe I'll be a vtuber or get back into IT. (I hated IT)

But let's get a bit existential since like only two mutuals will read this also hey love you and appreciate you homie! Are you ok I hope you are. Anyway the existential dread I wanna hop onto for awhile. Not what happens when I die but more so do you ever wonder what happens to where you live in the next 10 years? Now I'm not talking about family I'm talking about landscape and environmental shit because holly balls to the walls when the city you live in is extremely reliant on a lake that is drying up and you live in a desert. Boy howdy are you fucked! Because the lake I live next to or too is gonna be gone in the next 10 years. Which bring some to this. Where would I go? Who would I be by that time? Will I still be the guy I am? Or maybe something new?

And you know what the answer to all those questions are. Who fuckin knows.

Right now however you know what I'm thinking about?

THIS FUCKING BITCH WHO IVE BEEN TRYING TO SUMMON GOD DAMMNIT FIRST THEY DIDNT GIVE RAIKO, THEY DIDNT GIVE ME VAN GOGH, THEY DIDNT GIVE ME, RAIKOU AGAIN, AND THEY DIDNT GIVE ME A COSMIC HORROR GIRL, AND THEY WONT GIVE ME THIS SNAKE BITCH GOD FUCKING DAMNIT JUST GIVE ME THE SNAKE BITCH HAVE PITTY ON ME IVE BEEN GETTING SERVANTS I DONT FUCKING WANT LIKE COME THE FUCK ON JUST GIVE ME THE SNAKE BITCH IM NOT SINKING MONEY INTO FGO SHES THE ONLY SERVANT I WANT FOR A GOOD WHILE COME THE FUCK ON I BLAME MY WEIRD FUCKING LUCK FOR NOT GETTING HER I SWEAR TO GOD AN I GOT COCK TEASED BY SUMMONG A GOLDEN CARD SABER WHO WASNT FUCKING IBUKI DOUJI AKA SNAKE BITCH INSTEAD I GOT SOME SABER FACE I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT JUST GIVE ME THE SNAKE BITCH

Also it turns out I haven't been eating Philadelphia sandwiches I've just been eating fajita burgers with cheese

[starboystation]

Anyway i had. A nice little thought. And i think its gonna make me cry /pos

[lovecanyon]

would prince!harry and duchess!reader ever move out of the royal bubble with baby diana to give her a more stable upbringing? like if they got fed up with the royal lifestyle with all the rules and restrictions and media scrutiny and decided to go their own way? what would it look like?

INSTAGRAM BLURB

prince!harry x duchess!reader

MASTERLIST

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pagesix Prince Harry and Duchess Y/N at a café yesterday morning. Sources say the couple decided to permanently live in California for the sake of their privacy.

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user29 MY PARENTS

user56 honestly good for them, they deserve privacy

user41 you know the queen is hating them right now…

user67 she probably is 🤭

user83 all of the royals are leaving one by one

user10 next they’re on oprah

user59 harry only moved because of y/n and diana…crying 😭

user22 where can i find myself a royal husband…

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hsupdates The Y/N and Harry moving to California rumors are true! Source: @/deuxmoi

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user13 to be honest i’m glad they left

user46 THEY MOVED TO CALIFORNIA? HONESTLY SO ICONIC OF THEM 🤭

user22 diana is gonna be a la girl omg

user94 he looks so annoyed

user51 well if someone was sneakily taking a photo of you…you wouldn’t Ike it

user17 james corden was also with them!!!!!

user84 y/n is literally living the dream…she met a prince in high school and started dating him…ended up married to him and having his kids…i wanna be her 😭

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harry_lambert lovebirds!

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user15 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

user62 y/n and harry make me feel single 😭

yourinstagram LAMBYYYYY WE ADORE YOU

harry_lambert you are literally my idol

emmachamberlain they can adopt me, i’ll be their dog at this point

user27 crying and throwing up

harrystyles Send these to me 🐑

harry_lambert On it Edward.

user40 omg is this harry’s account 🧍

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y/nstylesupdates Harry’s confirmed Instagram! He’s followed by many people including…Ariana Grande, Rihanna, Zendaya, Emma Chamberlain, Jacob Elordi…etc. The only account he’s following is Y/N’s.

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user12 HIS PROFILE PICTURE SHUT UP

user66 "probably somewhere with my wife" he’s so in love with y/n…it’s sick

user90 i want a man like him 🙄

user71 harry only following y/n makes me believe in love again

user47 he’s so loyal to y/n 😭

user25 his bio, his profile pic, his one following…he’s so real for that

emmachamberlain MY BIGGEST FLEX EVER

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stylesupdates Y/N in Malibu earlier today with Diana!

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user92 SHE IS THE MOMENT

user34 you can tell y/n and harry are thriving in california

user14 literally! they seem so much happier

user71 wishing for a prince to join my high school then i can live my dream/y/n’s life 😭

user29 still crying over the fact y/n and harry named their baby diana

user18 manifesting her life

user58 y/n is eating up all the influencers 🤭

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voguemagazine Y/N Styles our June cover girl.

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user113 y/n is helping vogue rise from the grave

user528 SCREAMING OMG

alexademie my icon!!!!!

user309 you already know harry is going insane over these pictures

yourinstagram i have over 50 texts from him, so yeah

harrystyles Sorry not sorry.

zendaya I hate you both.

user788 HELLO? I AM SCREAMING AT THIS INTERACTION

user215 i wanna be harry right now

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yourinstagram the happiest days!

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user319 THE WAY Y/N DESTROYS SOCIAL MEDIA EVERY TIME SHE POSTS

user877 dilf & milf

harrystyles I’m so in love with you.

yourinstagram i love you so much!!!

user136 screaming into my pillow 😀

emmalouisecorrin my faves forever

user490 diana is so adorable omg 😭😭

arianagrande I JUST LOVE THIS FAMILY SO MUCH

user236 the way every celeb is fangirling over y/n and harry…they are iconic truly

billieeilish i love when you post, it has me screaming

harrystyles via instagram stories

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[blublublujk]

it was destiny (4)

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

words count: 5k

summary: jungkook tells his story

pairing: dilf jungkook x milf reader

warnings: 18+ (no smut in this update), swearing, heartbreak, children, a lot of corny fluff, this may be triggering to anyone with parental issues (im sorry :( and you all deserve better)

—> m.list

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Jungkook was home. 

Minsu was out playing in the gardens, her nanny keeping her entertained while Jungkook spoke to some clients over the phone. Something he did often for his father. 

“My father is still catching up with work over here. I'm sure you could understand, being gone for as long as he was… can really backtrack business.” 

“Yeah. I’ve waited long enough though, kid make sure he calls soon.” 

“I understand Mr. Choi, I’ll make sure to connect you with my father shortly. Thank you for your services.” 

The man sighs over the phone. “Yeah no problem son, you take care.”

“Will do. Thank you.”

The line ends before either of them get another word out. Jungkook almost throws his phone across the room but some voices down stairs save its life. 

Then he hears a door slam shut, immediately raising concern. 

He could hear Mrs. Seo, a trusted maid who previously worked for his father when he was much younger, talking to someone in the distance.

The voice gets closer and he could finally recognize its owner.

“Seo-ah?”

It wasn’t normal for Seo-ah to show up unexpectedly. Jungkook contemplated checking his calendar thinking he probably messed up the date, maybe today had been Seo-ah’s day to take Minsu, but it wasn’t. He was sure of that. He makes sure to read his calendar multiple times before starting his day.

“Jungkook.” Her voice broke.

Something was wrong, very wrong.

Seo-ah fell to her knees hiding her face into her hands. She was crying, she looked child-like almost. Jungkook was scared.

Jungkook did the only thing that could come to mind. He ran towards her wrapping his arms securely around her sobbing figure, hoping to provide her comfort. 

“Seo-ah, what’s wrong?” Jungkook coos, rocking her back and forth. “Please stop crying, talk to me.”

She doesn't hug him back but she falls into his embrace. Her body gives up, she can’t stop the tears from falling. She feels terrible. Maybe she deserves to, she thinks. 

“Ju— Jungkook. I— I- I messed up.” She says between sobs. Jungkook pats her back very gently. “Okay, just tell me Seo-ah, I can fix this. What happened?”

Jungkook hates the way her voice trembles. Though she was nothing more than just his worst heartbreak, she was also the woman that brought his sweet Minsu to earth. And that meant everything to Jungkook. No matter how badly things ended between them, he would never wish her bad and he knows she wouldn’t either. 

Jungkook could tell that whatever she had to say was no good. He could tell by the way she broke in his arms. He was scared, really scared, his throat felt dry. 

“Min— Minsu.” Is all she says. Jungkook’s heart dropped. 

He pulls away staring directly at her. “What about Minsu? She’s okay. She was just in the garden. I just checked on her thirty minutes ago. What happened, Seo-ah?! You’re scaring me.” Jungkook can’t help but to raise his voice at her, fearing her coming words.

“Yeah, I know.” Seo-ah sniffles, suddenly emotionless. “Jungkook, I’m pregnant.”

Jungkook’s world stopped for a second time. 

Minsu. 

“You— you’re pregnant?” Jungkook asks, confused more than anything. 

She nods still showing no emotion, the tears drying on her face. 

“How?” Jungkook knows it is a stupid question but from what he knew, Seo-ah hadn’t dated anyone since their relationship. Obviously he didn’t care if she did, after all she was her own person and he was over her. Seo-ah didn’t belong to him anymore and he understood that clearly. But, why would she hide something like that from him, out of all people? 

Seo-ah scoffs, shrugging obvious-like. “I messed up Jungkook.” 

He nods. “Okay. Who’s the father?”

“Minho.” She speaks quickly as if she’s ashamed. “He was my lab partner during my residency in Seoul.” 

Jungkook just nods once again. “I see,’ he pauses before continuing, ‘How long have you been seeing each other?”

Though Jungkook meant nothing by asking the question, Seo-ah’s eyes widened. “I didn’t start seeing him until after we ended things and finalized our divorce. I have never cheated on you, Jungkook. And would never. I promise.” She assures him, though Jungkook wasn’t worried about that, if that was her concern.

“I’m not concerned about that Seo-ah. What you do with your life is none of my business. I’m just trying to figure out the reason you thought you needed to keep this from me.” Jungkook explains himself.

“Ahh.” Seo-ah almost breaks into a smile. “Right.”

“So why did you?” Jungkook asks. He didn’t mean to be so intrusive, but he believes he gave her a safe space, the kind of safe space to confide in him no matter the situation. He believes they built that over the years they spent together.

“Jungkook, how could I possibly tell you something like that?” Seo-ah’s voice is low and uneven.

“You just do Seo-ah.” Jungkook tells her. “You can trust me.”

“I know I can Jungkook, that’s not the reason.”

“Then what is?”

“You were so heartbroken, Jungkook. I— I couldn’t be the reason to watch you break again.” Seo-ah admits with sad eyes.

Jungkook tries not to seem affected by her words but they do move him. How could he not feel anything? Seo-ah used to be his whole world at one point. Losing her was tough but he was doing much better, he’s healed and continues to do it every day. 

“Don’t worry about that, Seo-ah.” Jungkook whispers. “You can’t hurt me anymore. I can take it.” 

She nods, a single tear clings to her lash, then falls down her cheek. “Good. I’m glad.”

“So, what’s wrong Seo-ah?” Jungkook speaks in a gentle voice, giving her enough space and time.

“Minsu.” She says, breaking down once again.

“What about Minsu?” Jungkook asks, watching her wipe her tears, desperately. “Don’t worry about her now, we can tell her another time, together. She’ll be okay Seo-ah, don't worry about it.”

Seo-ah immediately shakes her head, struggling to get her words out. “Jungkook, she knows.”

Jungkook’s world then stopped for a third time.

“What— what do you mean she knows, Seo-ah?” Jungkook hates that his voice no longer sounds comforting or friendly, but mad. Upset? Hurt? He’s not sure about anything anymore. 

“I fucked up so bad.” Her hands shake.

“What the fuck did you do Seo-ah?!” Jungkook yells.

“I told her an— and she ran away. She ran away from me Jungkook I—” He raises his hand, begging her to stop speaking. He immediately gets up running towards Minsu’s room. Seo-ah rapidly trails behind him, but not before he turns around to face her. “Please leave Seo-ah. Now.” 

“No. Jungkook— she- she’s my daughter too. Please.” She breaks between sobs, desperately trying to stay strong. 

Jungkook shakes his head. “No Seo-ah. I can’t believe you would do something like this behind my back. I can’t stand looking at your face right now. Please, Seo-ah please, leave. You can speak to her when she’s ready.” 

“How will I know when she is? What if she never comes back from this, then what?’ She throws her hands in the air. ‘I am a terrible mother, Jungkook. She hates me.” Seo-ah's face turns red, whispering her last words. He wasn’t sure whether she’s angry at herself or at the situation. Maybe both. 

Jungkook almost feels bad for her but he doesn’t. He doesn’t allow it. The only thing that could matter right now was Minsu. Seo-ah ruined the chance of telling her in a way she could understand and maintain a positive relationship with her daughter. She messed up terribly and now it was time to face the consequences.  

“If there is one thing I’m sure about my daughter is that she’s strong. Trust me when I say that she will get back from this, but not now. She needs to heal and she needs space Seo-ah as do you. Now, go take care of yourself and that baby you carry. Please leave this house, immediately.” Jungkook says sternly. 

All Seo-ah can do is nod walking away from him, tears still falling down her face. 

Not many things scared Jungkook, much less hurt him. But this… Minsu. Minsu scared him the most and her well-being was his biggest concern. He didn’t care what Seo-ah did with her life, but this was not the way to do things. Of course, he wasn’t the best parent but Minsu deserved better. He felt she owed Minsu an explanation when times were right, but would they ever be? The least she could have done is tell him before she did things recklessly. Before she did things her way. She always did things her way. Did Seo-ah for even just one second think about what this would do to Minsu? How it would affect her? How could Seo-ah do this? How could he face his daughter when he was just as confused and hurt as she was? Yet, someone has to do it, parents have no choice but to deal with things, even when they themselves are not ready.

“Minsu-yah.” Jungkook calls, knocking very lightly on her door. “Princess, open the door. It’s me. Only me. And I— I come in peace.” He knows now is no time to joke but Minsu loved his stupid references to things only they understood.

“Daddy?” He hears her sniffles behind the door, her voice weak.

“Yes princess, want to let Daddy in?” Jungkook’s voice is sweet, comforting, and calm. He’s in no rush. However much time Minsu needed, he would give her.

He’d give her anything. 

Minsu opens the door. Instantly, Jungkook feels his heart break. Minsu’s face is covered with dried tears. Her nose is red, irritated most likely from her blowing into rough tissues. Though Minsu was already a part of the shorter kids in her classes, she seemed even smaller now. Minsu looked so small.

She was hurting.

The last time he ever recalls Minsu this upset about anything was dropping her off to primary school for the first week. Though Minsu was always fond of school, she hated having to leave Jungkook behind. Minsu would spend a whole hour before getting dropped off crying, not wanting to leave his side. Jungkook couldn’t help but to cry when he finally got time alone. They were each other’s world after all. It hurt Jungkook just as much as it hurt Minsu. 

~~

“But I don’t want to go Daddy.” Minsu begged, tears flowing. 

Jungkook held her face in his hands brushing his nose against hers. “Yes you do! Remember how excited you were when I told you we could finally enroll you?”

She nodded, doe-eyes blinking tears away. “But— but I'll miss you.”

Jungkook pouted. “I’ll miss you more princess. I promise I’ll be here as soon as school is over. Promise Daddy you won't cry anymore.”

Minsu sighed sadly, wiping her face with her sleeves. “I promise, Daddy.” 

Minsu kept her promise and was so excited to see Jungkook right outside the gates waiting for her as he had promised. Jungkook never broke his promises, Minsu loved that. 

What Minsu didn’t know is he was just as excited as she was. He showed up a whole hour earlier than was told. He was always the first parent outside, with the biggest smile on his face as he watched Minsu skip into his arms. It was the only thing he looked forward to all day. 

After that, they got ice cream near her school. And it became a habit, every single day after school. It was both their favorite parts of the day. 

~~

Jungkook kneels to her level putting his forehead against hers. His palm came up to caress her cheek, wiping the most recent tears off her face.

His Minsu. 

“Daddy,’ her voice breaking, ‘I don’t want to talk about it right now.” 

Jungkook nods. “Then we don’t talk about it. Not until you are ready. I love you, Minsu-yah. You’re very brave.”

He feels his heart skip a beat when she wraps herself around him, pulling him into a tight hug. “I love you more Daddy, thank you.”

Jungkook laughs, patting her back. “That’s impossible princess, you could never love me as much as I love you.”

Minsu sniffles a bit before smiling, “I can try.” 

“You’ll never beat me.” Jungkook says, competitively.

“Wanna bet?” Minsu breaks the hug, eyebrow cocked.

Like father, like daughter. 

“Bet.”

That night, Minsu slept wrapped around Jungkook's arms. They fell asleep watching their favorite comfort movie, eating cheap pizza that was delivered from their favorite pizza stop. In their own little world, everything was going to be okay. They had each other. Anything was possible. At least that’s what he promised her as he sang her to sleep, rocking her in his arms.  

Everything will be okay, my little princess. Rest those beautiful eyes, a better day will come tomorrow. I promise. Goodnight angel.

—

The next morning Minsu begged Jungkook to let her stay home and he agreed. He wasn’t going to ever force Minsu to do anything she didn’t want to do. Even school. If she wanted a break from life, he’d give it to her. Kids require so much love and attention, Minsu was lucky to have it all with Jungkook. 

They had pancakes for breakfast and spent most of the morning arguing about who they thought would win the National Championship football game. Eventually, they moved on and decided to play some video games. Jungkook sat back watching his daughter play an intense game of League of Legends, mentoring her from the sideline. 

“Don’t camp there, you’re wasting time.”

“I know what I’m doing.” Minsu snaps.

“Yes ma’am.” Jungkook chuckles. Maybe he shouldn’t disturb his daughter during matches. 

Jungkook feels his phone vibrate underneath him. 

Shit. Y/N.

Y/N 🌷 : Hi.

You and Jungkook had arranged fairly early in the morning to meet yesterday much later in the day, after you both had been done with work. With all that had gone on, the time never came for him, and he completely forgot to cancel the plans. He had never once cancelled on you. Jungkook was never the type to just forget things. He hated to make anyone feel as if he was ghosting them. He hoped to make you see that. 

Me: Y/N. Shit. I’m so sorry. I know we planned to meet yesterday but something came up. I should have told you but it completely slipped my mind. I hope you understand.

Y/N 🌷 : Oh. Are you okay?

That made Jungkook feel good. Really good. 

Me: I’m doing better today. Thanks. :)

Y/N 🌷 : Want to talk about it? :)

Jungkook wasn’t sure if he was ready to talk about it. Sure, you both “talked” but never about anything too serious. And you both would really only ever talk after sex, it was the only time you each got to know each other. He liked that things were simple. He wasn’t sure if you would see him differently if you knew about his past.

Me: No. It’s… complicated.

Y/N 🌷 : Oh, I have time. 

Me: Where are you? 

Y/N 🌷 : Home. Day off.

Me: Maybe I can tell you later. In person. At the hotel.

Y/N 🌷 : I can’t meet today. I have Jia with me.

Though Jungkook got a very small glimpse of your relationship with Jia, he too was curious about your past. And maybe it was wrong for him to want to know about it. He wants to know what you do for work. He wants to know about your friends. He wants to know about where you went to school. He wants to know about your daughter. He wants to know everything about you, if you allowed it. He wants to know how you ended up single. Either the man was a complete dumbass or something happened to him. Either way, he silently thanked the man for his absence. It was what brought Jungkook to you.

The last thing Jungkook wanted to do was force himself upon you. If you said you were busy, then that is all it took for him to back off.

Me: Right. Sorry. We can just meet another day.

Y/N 🌷 : Jungkook, what’s wrong? 

Me: It’s personal, I didn’t think you’d want to hear about it anyways.

Though you didn’t want to admit it. Of course you wanted to know. You were just as curious as he was. You didn’t like to ever see Jungkook uncomfortable or upset. Was it wrong for you to want to get to know the same man you promised yourself you would get away from?

Y/N 🌷 : You can tell me. If you’re comfortable ofc.

Me: I am. I am, it’s just difficult, ig.

Y/N 🌷 : Can you come around 10pm?

Me: Huh? Where?

Y/N 🌷 : My house. I’ll sneak you in. Jia will be asleep by then, but no funny business. Not while Jia is here.

Your house? Jungkook had been lucky enough to know the outside of your home. He knew it well from the amount of times he would drop you off. You were always quick to wave a goodnight and run back inside, almost as if you were a teenager and on the other side of the door was an angry parent waiting to confront you about where you had been and with whom. He liked that you allowed that much. Jungkook understood why you kept him away, he was a father himself. Bringing anyone new into your child’s life is not easy, especially for Minsu. He could only imagine it was the same for your daughter. Jungkook wondered if your home was as warm and comforting as you were. He wondered the type of partner you could be. Maybe it was wrong that he thought about this a bit too often. Maybe one day, he wished he would experience it all himself.

Me: No, I wouldn’t want to bother. Plus, you made it very clear, we don’t meet outside the hotel. Thank you, anyways. :)

Y/N 🌷 : You won't. I offered, it’s no big deal. We talk, you leave right after. :)

Me: You sure?

Y/N 🌷 : Yup. 

Me: Okay. Thank you.

Y/N 🌷 : Where’s Minsu anyways? I thought you had her today.

Me: I do. She’s leaving later with a close friend of mine. She’s part of the reason why things are difficult rn. 

Y/N 🌷 : I see. I’ll see you later Jungkook. I hope you can have a better day today. :)

Me: Yeah. Thank you, Y/N. See you tonight. :)

—

“Turns out Minsu was not as excited to see me as I originally had imagined. She fell asleep as soon as we came home from the park.” Taehyung sighs, complaining over the phone. 

“She’s just tired Hyung, it's no biggie.” Jungkook chuckles, of course his girl was sleepy, it's been a long day. He doesn’t blame her. Even he was struggling to stay up and it was only 9pm. 

“Mm, she promised me a movie night so I don’t know. Maybe she just hates me.” Taehyung mutters. 

“Like anyone could hate you, Kim.” Jungkook says, rolling his eyes. 

“You’re right. Everyone loves me.” Taehyung brags, bringing Minsu a warm blanket to cover her sleeping figure. Taehyung then clears his throat walking into another room. “So you’re gonna see her today?”

Jungkook hums. “Thanks for taking Minsu. She needed this day out.”

“It’s always my pleasure, Kook. You know I love her more than anything. Well, probably not more than my dog, but I do love her.” Taehyung says, shameless and unapologetic. Though he’s known Taehyung for long he never fails to amaze Jungkook like ever. 

“Alright then.” Jungkook snorts, shaking his head. “You are something else, Hyung-ie.”

“I know I am. I take that back. I think I love Minsu just a bit more than Tan. Maybe.” Taehyung mumbles contemplating everything.

“Just shut up, Hyung.” 

“Okay! Well, I’ll see you. I’ll drop her off and pick her up from school tomorrow. She still owes me a movie.” Taehyung says, casual-toned.

“Whatever Kim. Take care of my daughter well.”

“Always do. Good luck over there. See ya.” 

“Thank you. Bye.”

Jungkook bounces up on his feet after hearing the call end. He checks out his image one last time before heading out to see you. He felt nervous and calm— all at once. 

Jungkook had only ever seen you between hotel sheets. Most of the time you both met, you had come straight from work, assuming from your clothing, you worked business. But he wasn’t sure. You didn’t tell him much about yourself. Jungkook didn’t know your story. Jungkook could only imagine how you looked in such a natural state. He was positive you were just as beautiful, if not more.

The drive to your house was muscle memory to him now. Before he knew it, he was standing outside your door, after he had messaged upon his arrival. 

The door shortly opens. There you stood, simple t-shirt and baggy sweats. Not something he was used to seeing you in, but he was right. You looked even more beautiful. Your hair had been out of place as if you ran to get the door. All he could do was smile brightly, Jungkook already felt better.

“Come in.” You say smiling back. “Excuse the mess in the living room, Jia thought today was a good day for arts and crafts. I got a bit lazy to clean after her.” You whisper timidly.

Jungkook walks in, carefully watching his steps in the dark. He doesn’t reply not wanting to cause any attention to himself, obviously respecting your wishes. But it’s not like he could see much of the mess anyways. 

“You can talk by the way. Jia, she’s a heavy sleeper. Trust me, nothing wakes that little girl up.” Jungkook looks relieved and starts walking more naturally, closing the door behind him.

“Minsu’s quite literally the same. Thank you for inviting me.” He says.

“Sure. Um, would you like to take this to my room?” You ask.

Jungkook’s eyes widened. “I— I thought you said no—”

Your hand goes up signaling him to stop. “I meant let’s talk in my room.”

“Ahh… right. Sorry.” Jungkook says sheepishly. “Sure.”

“No worries, this is my room.”

Jungkook stops and it is exactly like he imagined. 

Warm. 

Your bed was fairly big, big enough to fit two, he thought. There was a picture by your nightstand that you had taken with Jia. It was from her most recent birthday and she demanded you take her to Six Flags. Your biggest nightmare, but you took her anyway, she had so much fun that day. 

Jungkook picks up the picture, admiring it before placing it down quickly. “Do you like roller coasters?”

You shake your head, crossing your arms. “No, no. That’s just Jia. She begged me to take her and ride the tallest coaster with her. I couldn’t do it alone of course, so I brought Hoseok.”

Jungkook furrows his brow.

“Ahh, right. Hoseok is that friend you’ve seen me with.” You explain. “Though taking him with me was a terrible idea.”

Jungkook looks confused once more. 

“Let’s just say, Hoseok despises anything that moves at an unnatural speed in unnatural directions.”

Jungkook smiles lightly. “I see.”

“Do you like them?” 

He is quick to reply. “I do.”

“Mm, you and Jia would get along then.” You weren’t sure whether you meant anything by saying that, but it did make Jungkook feel really good.

“I’m sure we would.” He says, smiling warmly. 

You pat the seat next to you on the bed. “Sit.” 

Jungkook does and at the same time he takes his bucket hat off, setting it aside. His long hair comes down instantly, almost covering his eyes. You both reach for it before he drops his hand. He watches you fix his hair ruffling it out for him. 

“There.” You whisper.

“Thank. You.” He manages to say, hating the way his voice sounds.

“You ready to talk?”

“I’m not sure where to start, it’s very long and complicated.” He says, frowning.

“We have all night, Jungkook.” You say getting more comfortable, now laying on your side. He follows your actions, he didn’t feel as nervous as he thought he would have. You made it all too easy for him. 

So Jungkook told you. 

He told you everything. He told you all about Seo-ah and where they met. He told you about Minsu and the entire time he held a smile, laughing every now and then. Then he told you about how things ended, how much it all affected him. And right after, he broke the news about Seo-ah.

“And Seo-ah, she’s— she’s pregnant.” Jungkook pauses, swallowing audibly. “She told Minsu behind my back. And Minsu obviously didn't take it well.” Jungkook finishes his rant, his eyes that were once focused on yours now stared into the unknown.

“Jungkook. I— I’m so sorry.” You whisper. 

He lays on his side emotionless before staring back at you. “It’s not your fault.”

“I know. But I’m sorry you have to go through this. I’m sorry for what you went through. And I’m sorry that your daughter is hurting because of it.” 

His lips tug into a gentle smile then drop again. “Sometimes, I feel like the worst father. Like I don’t do enough for her. I could give her the whole world but would that ever be enough to make her happy? I wish she was always happy.”

The urge to comfort him beats your self control. You take his cheek in your palm, caressing it with your thumb. “Jungkook, you could never be the worst father. What you do now for her is enough. How could you give her the world when she already has it? You are her entire world, Jungkook.”

Jungkook’s eyes start to water and he seems like he wants to speak but he doesn't, he lets you finish instead.

“Kids just like adults will have difficult times but they will also have happy moments. Those are the moments you need to look forward to. Sometimes it’s those moments that outdo the bad. It’s those moments Minsu will remember when she feels her worse. She loves you so much Jungkook, I can tell by the way you speak about her. And you love her just as much. As for what happened with Seo-ah, that— that’s a lot. There will never be a good time for something like that to come to light. And I can’t really comment on something that doesn’t concern me, but Jungkook you, you’re too hard on yourself. Minsu will come around when she’s ready, I know you see it. You both deserve so much more. I believe one day you will have it all Jungkook. You and Minsu.” You whisper your last words. 

Though Jungkook tried hard to hold them back, the tears fell on his face, bridging around his nose. Your thumbs swiped them away, your own eyes softening, he was still so pretty. He then brought his own hand up behind your neck bringing you flush against him. His lips pressing softly against yours. It was the first kiss you both shared that didn’t feel rushed, it wasn’t sloppy no, it was gentle. The kiss was a ‘thank you’ and a confession— all at once. 

Thank you.

I could fall in love with you.

Jungkook wished those words would come out but he was scared. Jungkook was scared again. What if you didn’t feel the same for him? Would you even be kissing him back if you didn't? Jungkook was scared. You were scared.

You don’t recall who pulled away first, but it was the best kiss of your life and it was also his. 

“Thank you.” Jungkook sniffles into an apologetic smile. “And sorry for ruining your sheets with my tears.”

You giggle. “You could never ruin anything. You feeling better?”

Jungkook nods. “I think that was enough about me.”

“You were right. This is complicated and maybe scary. But, I believe you will find a solution. Parents always do. It’s what we do, right?” You smile, cheerfully. 

“Right.”

“And you aren’t alone. You can count on me. In whatever way you need, I’m all ears.” 

Jungkook smiles. 

He isn’t alone. 

He could count on you. 

He wasn’t alone.

“Thank you. You can count on me too. I’d like to hear your story, that’s if you are willing to tell it.” Jungkook hesitated to finish.

“Maybe one day. Not now. Thank you though.” Jungkook nodded, accepting your answer before his eyes dropped a bit, he looked at ease. Like he could finally rest. “You sleepy?”

Jungkook just nods again, his eyes getting heavier. For a second, you contemplate waking him up as you see his eyes close, his arm enclosed your waist and you almost shake him awake, but he looked so peaceful. And you liked it. You liked it so much. You like him so much. 

So you let him sleep, careful when standing to take his shoes off his feet. Soon, you covered his body with warm sheets and laid across him, leaving a space between you both. You don’t know what came over you but you pecked his nose before laying back down, maybe loving Jungkook could be easy. Maybe loving Jungkook was easy. Would he accept your story? Would he welcome you in his home? The same thoughts that once haunted him now haunted you. 

Forcing your eyes shut, you waited until sleep caught up to you. That’s when you felt him. Jungkook’s arm wrapped around your waist bringing you closer, nuzzling his face against your hair breathing in your sweet warm smell. This time, you don't fight it. You allow it.

You allow love. 

Maybe you could love Jungkook. 

And just maybe, Jungkook could love you.

--

a.n: late night update. i decided this chapter didn't need smut so im sorry and please enjoy <3

[silverdelirium]

hi! can you do one where draco and the reader are married (don’t make them old please make them like the married rich pretty milf and dilf couple), and they have a daughter. anyway, draco is out because of work/something else (it’s up to u) and the reader is with their daughter and they get into a small fight and the daughter says something really bad/hurtful to the reader (her mother) and the reader like gets sad (make it bad so it can be dramatic😏) and when draco gets home he finds the reader like crying (smoking too bc a milf smoking is hot but if you don’t want to add it it’s fine) and yeah basically the rest is up to you :)) ily hope ur well and fine. <3

CIGARETTES & INSECURITIES | D.M

thank you hoe @selenesheart for helping me with the title ily

warnings: anxiety, lowkey panic attack, insecurities of being a bad mother, mean child, smoking, angst w a happy ending

———

draco’s hurried steps were heard echoing across the hallway as he rapidly made his way downstairs, cussing his boss out under his breath for calling him on a fucking Sunday. the same sunday he was about to spend basking in the love of his wife and child, all expectations now turned to mush.

“i’m sorry i have to go, my love. call me if you need anything, okay?” spoke draco, tone soft as he held your face in his hands, giving you one last sad smile before pressing a sweet kiss on your lips.

you gave him a feeble nod in response with a reassuring smile, watching him storm off in long strides, still swearing in hushed whispers and with a flick of his wand, he was gone.

you instantly took notice of how intense the atmosphere got around the manor- almost scary. deadly quiet with your four-year-old toddler still asleep and big curtains blocking any sunlight from coming in.

it almost caused goosebumps to rise on your arms as if the universe was already warning you of the day you were gonna have to deal with today.

maybe the first bad thing to happen today was being woken up by draco’s phone going off like crazy with calls of his boss and endless text messages of his colleagues.

it didn’t matter though, you had other things to worry about. your toddler was already walking down the stairs with a sleepy stare as she made her way to you, immediately taking notice of how there was no trace of draco, and looking around for any signs of her father.

“hi there” you greeted, giving her a sympathetic smile when she asked for draco, her small body already wrapped around your torso. a small sigh with a brief explanation of a work emergency was given to her. her sour mood amplifying a tenfold for every word that left your mouth.

she stayed quiet for a moment, and just as you started beaming at the thought of calming a daddy’s girl- she sobbed heavily in your ear, clinging hard to you but still screaming for draco.

a grimace found its way to your face along with a sorrowful expression as you shushed her down, tracing your fingers down her spine; a small trick you always did to relax her in days like this.

her sobs quieted down but she still cried silently in your shoulder, hot tears rolling down her face that had you questioning whether you should call your husband or not, the thought accompanying the insecurity of being a terrible mother who can barely keep her child tranquil.

after a few minutes of letting her pour all her emotions out, you made a path to the kitchen and sat her down on the barstool, wiping her tears away as she huffed in what seemed to be an angry expression.

“would you like some breakfast, baby?” you spoke, tone soft and slow as to not aggravate the situation.

“i want daddy”

“he’s- he’s not here right now” you tried to reason, watching as she took a deep breath but said nothing.

you turned around to head for the stove. but your ears caught a small murmur of “you’re the worst” coming from none other than your daughter.

a thunder-struck look adorned your face, blinking back the tears that found their way to your waterline.

ever since you found out you were pregnant, the anxiousness of being a not good enough mom had filled you in seconds, thinking of the worst scenarios possible throughout the pregnancy. draco was always there to ease your nerves a bit, yet, never quite pushing them away completely.

and jesus- did that simple three-word sentence stung painfully at your heart.

you stayed frozen in place for a few moments before taking a deep breath and quickly collecting yourself, continuing your errands around the kitchen as you made an effort to ignore the way your hands became clammy and heartstrings were pulled harshly in your chest.

the rest of the day went painfully slow, your daughter completely ignoring you and just curling up on the couch or playing in her room, always slamming the door in your face whenever you attempted to talk to her. your back also aching from having to do all house chores by yourself. every once in a while getting a text message from draco, rushed typos of “i love you” and “i’m gonna be there soon”.

——

the clock read 6:07 P.M and you held the cigarette to your lips with shaky fingers, tears blurring your vision as all the frustration from today came crashing down at once.

sobs rocked through your body as you inhaled the smoke and blew it out past your nostrils. warm, thick tears not coming to a halt even once.

your cries muffled every sound around you. not taking notice of draco who was now frantically searching for you, already finding your daughter safe and asleep on the couch. yet you were nowhere to be found.

it took one look at the cigarette package on the dining table for draco to locate you. he knew about your anxiety and how bad it got when triggered.

his heart ached and fists clenched at his side as he turned to his baby girl, snuggling her deeper into the thick fluffy blanket before making his way to the porch where you sat with a hand to your sternum, big clouds of smoke fogging the air around you.

“oh, baby” he sympathized, not giving you time to react as he enveloped you in a big hug, feeling the way your curled your fists on his shirt and sobbed quietly, taking ragged breaths every once in a while.

after a few minutes of taking shallow breaths, you pulled your head back from his chest, just enough to stare at his face, his bright grey eyes running down every feature you had, almost like he was studying it.

“what happened today?” he whispered, closing his eyes and connecting his forehead with yours.

you released a breath through your nose and lit off the cigarette on the small table next to you before explaining every small detail from today to draco, a few tears escaping at some points.

once you were done, draco removed his head from yours, pulling back and displaying both of his palms on your cheeks, observing your tear-stained face made him ache with sorrow.

“my love” he started “you are the world’s greatest mother to ever exist, a bad day with your child does not define your abilities as a mom. she loves you, we all do. you don’t know how fuzzy she gets when you’re not here.”

his words made a small smile crack through your lips, buzzing nerves slowly weighing down after every syllable he spoke.

“we would all be doomed if it wasn’t for you. every parent has a bad day, do not beat yourself up for it, it happens to the best of us.” he finalized, chest swelling with pride once he saw how you were full-on beaming, puckering your lips like a silent sign for a kiss which he gladly provided.

“i love you” you mumbled against his mouth.

“i love you more” he responded.

———

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[thefact0rygirl]

some of boba's decisions this episode were naive but then again if fennec shand said she'd stay with me in my ship i wouldn't argue either. but also if boba fett wasn't objecting to me living in his ship and killing people with him i'd be fine with it too. in conclusion i'm bisexual

idk if i'd call them naive but YEAH boba and fennec are the dilf/milf bisexual dream 🥵imagine boba looking you up and down before turning to fennec and asking her what she thinks. "what do you think shand? think we can spare some room?" and fennec gives you a side eye before huffing out, "yeah, okay, they'll do."

[bsdwhore]

Request: Hey i love your hcs sm they're so great could i have one for chuuya with a bi s/o who flirts with kouyou all the time? I thought it would be funny

Chuuya With A Bi S/O Who Flirts With Kouyou

A/N: AHH TYYY THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE

Warning: literally makes no sense tbh

okay so first off he doesn't care you’re bi (as he should and everyone else in this world too 🤨👆) bc he’s lowkey confused on his sexuality too damn that bandaged freak dazai

it also makes him so happy that out of all the hot people in the world you chose him 

you both appreciate men and women and just people together 😌

you’ll be like “OMG LOOK AT THAT PERSON THEY’RE SO PRETTY AND HOT AND HANDSOME AND BEAUTIFUL😮!!” and he’ll be like “YES OMG🤭”

anyway when you first started flirting with kouyou he was just shocked

like this is what happened:

You *coming back from an exhausting mission*

Kouyou: would you like some tea?

You: Yes please

Kouyou: okay what’s your favourite tea?

You: You shawtea 😏😏🥴

Kouyou: oh really? 😏

Chuuya *standing in the door frame*: …🧍‍♂️why am i laughing so hard making this stop nimi what the fuck its not even funny

Whenever you flirt with kouyou she lowkey flirts back. Sometimes you get embarrassed even though you were the one who started it so you have to run away  🏃‍♀️😳

You’ll be like “OMG KOUYOU IS SUCH A MILF LIKE STEP ON ME😩” and chuuya is just there like “Im right here 😐 your boyfriend”

Anyway one day he’s just had enough

“PLEASE STOP FUCKING STOP. ANYONE BUT KOUYOU PLEASE”

so you resort to flirting with gin and higuchi and tachihara and hirotsu and akutagawa instead

when you flirted with gin she didn’t respond at all she was just like 😶 but SWEAR you saw a bit of blush from under her mask

when you flirted with higuchi she just ran away, stuttering she only has eyes for akutagawa and akutagawa only

when you flirted with tachihara he also ran away, stuttering he only has eyes for the akutagawas and the akutagawas only

when you flirted with hirotsu, he was disgusted and carried on smoking🚬🧐

when you flirted with akutagawa he coughed on you and pulled rashoumon out.

Anyway then you ran to chuuya and cried because you nearly died from akutagawa

When you come back home though please reassure chuuya you aren't gonna leave him and give him lots of cuddles and kisses

“I promise I’d never leave you for a dilf, gilf, milf, pilf, ever bc i have my chilf🥰”

“A chilf?”

“Yeah a chuuya i’d like to fuck”

*sighs* “okay ig 🙄💗”

okay bye👋

[luckyasfuck]

bi panic

pairing // milf!momo x fem!reader, dilf!shoto x fem!reader, milf!momo x dilf!shoto

warnings/themes // dilf!shoto, milf!momo, sidekick and babysitter!reader, hard dom!todomomo, sub!reader, thigh riding, sugar mommy and daddy themes, degradation, oral sex (f!recieving), nipple play, shoto spanks you a lot, overstimulation, hair pulling

requested by // anon

a/n // rushed, sorry

the penthouse owned by mr. and mrs. todoroki was one of a kind. the two inherited a lot of their parents riches with the combined money that came with being in the top 10 heroes, they could probably buy you if they wanted. they had 3 kids. shoto was the perfect, hardworking husband while momo was an ideal, independent wife.

well, not so ideal.

for reasons unknown, the day you went to apply to be their babysitter for extra money to pay off your bills and get a new car, you ended up being bended over creati’s desk as she ate you out. this was a secret she hid from her husband, and you promised to keep your mouth shut as well.

you got the job instantly, momo even offering to pick you up and drive you to their house. who could resist such a beautiful face? the both of you fucked in the back of the todoroki family car as soon as you got in. momo was barely wearing anything, just a thin white shirt and a short skirt with no underwear whatsoever. a gasp left your lips when she climbed into your lap, pussy dampening the rough surface of your shorts. she grazed her hard nipples that were protruding through her shirt. 

the concrete under her feet made a satisfying sound as momo walked you towards the penthouse, giving you a spank on the ass and a kiss before walking in. the creation hero’s heart drops when she spots her husband looking out the window, fixing his watch. shoto greets her with a small smile and relief washes through her, at least he didn’t see. 

she ushers you inside and introduces you to her husband, “y/n, this is shoto, but i think you already knew that.” she laughed innocently, clinging onto his arm. “i wish i could bring you to the party as well, but it was strictly for pro-heroes only. i’ll bring you to one next time! anyways, you can check on the children upstairs. just make sure they’re sleeping, no need to worry about someone breaking in or things like that. you can also explore the house, do anything you want really.”

shoto gave you a small wave and a half-assed smile. you give both of them a bow, “i hope you enjoy your night, mr. and mrs. todoroki.” with hurried steps, you escape the awkward tension and check on the kids as momo said. 

“she’s pretty.” shoto commented, looking straight at momo. “she’s our childrens babysitter, shoto!” momo glared as shoto took off his jewelry. “what are you doi-” 

“don’t think i didn’t see your ministrations with her earlier.”

mr. todoroki had a poker face on as he stared right into his wife’s soul, continuing to take his jewelry off. “shoto, i-” a hand grips momo’s jaw and she shivers, intimidated by shoto until he presses a sweet kiss on her lips. “it’s okay, baby. as long as you’re willing to share. call her down here.” 

“but why?” momo knots her eyebrows as shoto let go of her jaw, ridding of his tie and tossing it on the floor. “well, we’re gonna share her, of course.” the two-tone shrugs, walking to the couch and manspreading on it. the female pro-hero rubs her thighs unconsciously at the statement, getting rid of her heels to run upstairs. 

she meets you as you close the door to her daughter’s room quietly, a hand trailing up to cup your boob. “i- momo-san! y-your husband’s gonna see...” you stifle out a moan when she plays your nipples between her slender fingers. “oh i’m sure he won’t mind,” she licked a stripe up your neck with a smirk. “he’s looking for you, that is, if you want to.” the pro-hero squeezes your breasts, making your knees weak.

“do you want to, baby?” her hand drops to lift your skirt up, rubbing your clit. you throw your head back, moaning a silent ‘yes’.

“don’t you think you two are having too much fun without me?” your head turns to the owner of the voice, todoroki shoto who was already taking off his coat. “such a bad girl, y/n. deciding to fuck my wife? you deserve to be punished for that. momo take her to the room.”

momo drags you by the hand and throws you on the bed, hoisting your skirt up and tossing your panties away. the black-haired pro moaned at the sight of your wet cunt as shoto walked into the room. “move, momo honey. i don’t wanna waste time.” he stripped down naked and you gulped when you saw how hard he’s gotten. 

the two-tone lays on the bed and commands you, “sit.” he pats down on his cock and you whine, obliging. “look at how wet this pussy has gotten, getting off to how turned on we are at you yeah?” he grips your hips and grind your bare pussy down on his cock. “don’t be too loud now, you might wake up the children. we wouldn’t want that, now would we?”

“momo, get over here. sit on my face.” shoto watched his wife strip as he pokes and prods his tip on your hole, savoring your reactions. momo lowers herself down on her husband’s face as he slowly shoved himself inside you. “you can barely fit him, baby. you like my husband’s cock inside you, you horny little bitch?” momo moaned as shoto hummed into her clit, gripping your jaw to force you to look at her. 

“ah! y-yes...” you struggle with words once the two-tone’s cock is buried deep inside you, bottoming out your tight cunt. you start moving up and down, eyeing momo as she grinds down on shoto’s face. “kiss me, you husband-stealing bitch.” she smirked, pulling you into her.

your hips lift up from shoto’s cock and he sees this as an opportunity, fucking you up into his wife’s mouth. you moan into the kiss, gripping momo’s shoulders for support as shoto pounded into you without mercy. she tweaks your nipples between her fingers, eventually dipping down to give them a lick. a loud moan erupts from your throat and you cover your mouth, hoping the kids didn’t wake up. 

“‘m gonna- fuck~ ‘m gonna cum...” you bounced up and down on shoto’s cock parallel to his thrusts. “yes, cum on my husbands cock. yeah, you like being dommed, don’t you baby girl?” momo lets out a whine, cumming on shoto’s tongue. you follow shortly after, then shoto shoots his load into you, painting your insides white. 

momo pants, pulling her pussy away from shoto’s face before giving you a kiss. she pulls you off his cock and shoto pants as well, pulling you beside him. momo laughs at this, cuddling into you.

“anyways, about that new car you wanted...”

[bumble-meadow]

Reasons Why Stardust Is One Of My Favorite Movies

It has a lot of Very Powerful Women

Pretty much everyone is some form of unnecessarily attractive: Currently-A-Shop-Boy? adorable and hot. Star-That-Fell-From-The-Sky? Stunning, Gorgeous, Amazing. Father of shop boy before time skip? Handsome baby Ben Barnes. Father of shop boy after time skip? Dilf. Mother? Milf. Crazy-scary-murder-prince? Also attractive. Crazy-scary-murder-witch? Michelle Pfeiffer.

A middle-aged male pirate who enjoys cross-dressing, is queer, is fully accepted by his crew, and is only ridiculed by the male antagonist (and is also a dilf). AND HE DOES. NOT. DIE. (and the "ridicule" is just the bad dude walking in and going "what the hell is this" and calling the pirate "twinkle toes" so like middle school was worse)

No one is unnecessarily sexualized at any point (I was comfortable watching this movie with my mother at 13 aka the height of being uncomfortable in my own skin)

Other things I love in no particular order with no context: are male and female heroes, there are male and female villains, small-town victorian england (look I know it's england but the aesthetic), epic adventure, hidden kingdoms, fallen stars, gay winks, sword fights, magic, Storm Supremecy, pirates (!), dancing, and ships.

so yeah thank you @neil-gaiman for giving me one of my favorite movies ever

[sunshineseung]

Journal Finale

🍄 | genre: smut ☁️ | pairing: Yang Jeongin x female!reader 🌿 | wc: 4.9k 🌸 | includes: milf!reader x babysitter!college student!jeongin, milf!reader x dilf!changbin, threesome, blowjob (giving), unprotected PIV (missionary position), breeding/impregnation/pregnancy [end of threesome], protected anal (receiving), more unannounced voyeurism, arguing :(, kissing/making out, nipple play (giving), blowjob (giving) the squeakuel, cum swallowing, slight pussyjob, unprotected PIV (cowgirl position), use of handcuffs, creampie, your usual praise and mild degradation here and there, and the ending :) enjoy~

🌊 | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Finale |

“Jeongin, get over here.” Changbin readied himself at your entrance while Jeongin stumbled over to Changbin. “You’re gonna fuck her pretty face while I take this pussy, got it?”

“Yes, sir!” Jeongin jumped at the command and walked to the top of the bed, running the head of his cock between your lips before you smiled and took him into your mouth. His dick hit the back of your throat as Changbin filled you up, his thick cock making you whine loudly onto Jeongin. “Ah~ mommy!”

“Such a good mouth, huh?” Changbin’s hips are relentlessly thrusting into your sopping cunt while Jeongin desperately bucks into your mouth. “Tight little cunt, too.”

As much as Jeongin wants to say “yeah, I know,” he holds back to keep the peace. Jeongin watching you get fucked while sucking his cock is going to make him cum so much faster than usual, he can already feel it. You just look so gorgeous with your tits bouncing on your chest as you get pounded by Changbin and the drool running down your face from Jeongin’s cock.

“I’m gonna fill this pussy up with my cum. Get you pregnant with my kids.” Changbin groans loudly as his cock rams into you, brushing perfectly against your g-spot. You swear you can see stars when he starts playing with your clit, egging you on even more. “Fuck, you wish this was you, don’t you, Jeongin?”

“Huh?” Jeongin peeks his head up, slowing his pace in your mouth so he can edge himself (and not look like a baby for cumming so soon).

“You wish you were knocking Y/n up, don’t you?” Changbin smiles, staring Jeongin dead in the eyes as he pounds your pussy like he owns it. “Y/n’s gonna be all mine soon enough. Once she has my kids, you’ll be out of the picture.”

“No! Please!” Jeongin’s cock slips out of your mouth, the younger going to push away your other lover. “You can’t take her!”

“You’re too late, Jeongin.” You and Changbin laugh as Jeongin looks down, your belly already bloated as if you’re pregnant. Suddenly, Jeongin feels miles away from the bed, Changbin fucking you from a distance across an indescribable void. He tries to run, but you just keep getting farther. He hears your voice: “Wake up, Jeongin! Wake up!”

🍓🍀🍯.

“Ah~ oh my god…” 

“You like that, baby? Tell me you like it.” 

“Y-yes Changbin, so good.” 

Jeongin slowly opens his eyes, rubbing them before looking at his surroundings. He’s still in the closet… what? Jeongin looks out the crack in the closet door and as if he couldn’t already hear, Changbin’s pounding you from the back. The lighting of the room is hardly bright enough to see the action, but he certainly hears every skin slap, moan, and bed creak. 

“Fuck, your ass is so tight,” Changbin groans hardly over a whisper, the deep growl in his tone making you shiver. His hands gripped your hips tight enough to control your movements, keeping your ass still while he rammed his fat cock into your tight ass, the lube making everything sound extra wet and lewd. 

You dropped your hands to your sides and let your face fall into the bed, turning your head to the side so you could still breathe. The vision of Changbin’s dimly lit body with sweat dripping down his sculpted chest made your cunt throb, as if he hadn’t just been balls deep inside that hole minutes earlier, the used condom still on the floor next to your bed. 

Without warning, you feel Changbin release inside of your ass, his cum being caught in the condom as his pelvis stops thrusting for his body to rest. He moans loudly, your name somewhere in the mix of expletives as he comes down from his second high of the night. You both feel worn out, bodies exhausted from two consecutive rounds of sex. 

Being the gentleman he is, Changbin pulls out slowly and pulls off the condom, picking up the other one from the floor to throw them both into the trash can. As you go to the bathroom, Changbin sits on the edge of your bed and waits for you to return. 

Jeongin’s sweating bullets in the closet. He feels so disgusting for peeping like this, although this was one of his secret fantasies not too long ago. He also can’t help but feel the slightest bit jealous… okay, maybe really jealous. He backs himself into the back of your closet and puts his head into his knees, curling into a ball not to cry but just to pretend he’s anywhere else. 

“Hey, this was fun, but I should get going.” Changbin puts his wrinkled clothes back on as you get out your own pajamas. “I’d be down for a second date.”

“If you’re paying, I’m down for anything.” You both laugh as you take him out to the front door to say goodbye. After a short kiss, he goes out to his car and drives into the fog of the night. Satisfied, you hobble back to your bedroom, pleasantly unaware of the laughable mess going on at your destination.

Jeongin’s face down on your bedroom floor after tripping on the way out of the closet. You hear a loud thud, so you quick check on your daughters, but nothing’s out of the ordinary. Turning the corner into your bedroom, Jeongin’s on the other side of the door, a weak attempt to hide from you.

Of course, when you close the door, you immediately see Jeongin. You jump back and clutch your chest, beyond confused as to why Jeongin’s in your bedroom right now, half naked and shaking like a scared pup.

“Jeongin, what the fuck?!” He’s never heard you so loudly angry since you were on the phone with Minho. Every word gets caught in Jeongin’s throat as he tries to explain why he’s creeping in your bedroom. “I should call the police right now...”

“No! Wait!” Somehow, he’s out of breath without even saying anything. “I can explain.”

“Then go ahead, Jeongin. I’d love to hear your reasoning for snooping around in my room right after... wait, how long have you-“

“I wanted to surprise you, but you brought home someone else, so I just... hid in your closet while you, ya know, did that.” Your jaw hangs open because you’re just unable to believe what you just heard.

“I told you to leave, and yet you felt the need to stay, but not just stay, to hide in my closet and watch me have sex?” You’re tempted to go absolutely feral and beat the shit out of Jeongin, but being the classy lady you obviously are, you hold back. “Give me one good reason why I should let you off the hook for this.”

“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t just leave. Besides, I... I fell asleep.” Jeongin hangs his head, his hands tightened into fists at his sides.

“You fell asleep?” You’re shocked the little pervert managed to doze off while you were getting the life fucked out of you. “Was the sex really that boring to watch?”

“Nonono! It’s not that! I was just tired... I guess.” Jeongin looks out of your bedroom window and sees his own bedroom, his safety. God how he wishes he were there right now. “I’m sorry! Can we just pretend this didn’t happen?”

“Pre-... Yang Jeongin, this isn’t something we can just brush under the rug!” You pace back into your room, putting your hands to your head to alleviate the sudden stress. You were too focused on what you’re going to say next that you didn’t hear Jeongin’s ‘well we could try’ remark. “This is a breech of privacy!”

“And fucking another guy behind my back is a breech of trust!”

The self control it took you to not wack this boy upside the head was immeasurable. At this rate, you had as much patience as a silent monk.

“I thought I was your only man. How many other guys have you been fucking, huh?” Jeongin thought he had finally gotten you on his side, he really did. He thought he put the jealousy behind him, but now he was heated, but not as heated as you. Oh, not nearly as heated as you.

“I don’t have feelings for you, Jeongin.” You put your foot down. You just stared at the boy, crossing your arms to firmly stand your ground. “This partnership isn’t exclusive. I can fuck whoever I want. I thought I made that clear.”

Jeongin’s shattered. Destroyed. Ruined. Synonyms he can’t think of for right now. You said what he already knew, but he didn’t want to hear it come from your mouth. As explosive as this relationship was, he knew it would eventually blow, just not like this, and definitely not this soon.

“Get out of my house. I want to go to bed.” You turn around, unable to face Jeongin for your own sake. “We can talk about this tomorrow.”

When the going gets tough, Yang Jeongin runs the other way. Whenever he stands up for himself, he’s punished for it. All he can do is run. He can’t keep running away.

Jeongin gets dressed in his clothes from earlier and leaves without a word, only a sullen look on his exhausted face. Walking into his own home, no one is there to greet him so late at night. Everyone in his family is asleep, or more likely jarred awake from the random slamming of doors from their lovely Jeongin.

Looking across the way to your bedroom window, the lights are off and the curtain is shut. You’ve likely gone to bed by now after this restful and simultaneously stressful day. Jeongin’s heart aches, but he’s glad you’re getting some rest. He knows how hard it can be recovering from anal.

🍓🍰🐤🍀💐🍯

As usual, your babysitter arrives at 5pm sharp to watch your kids while you go to work. You wave him a sour goodbye before leaving him with your kids. For once, you’re actually worried if your kids are okay. You’ve always trusted Jeongin with your easygoing daughters, but you can’t trust him anymore. Not after that.

Upon getting home, you see your two daughters running around pretending to be knights and a tired Jeongin laying on your couch being the slain dragon of course. “Welcome home! Sorry, they wouldn’t go to bed.”

“Well, at least you tried.” You put your purse down before wrangling your kids and hustling them into bed, but not before promising to play castles with them in the morning for your day off. “G’night.”

“Goodnight, mommy!” No way was Yang Jeongin going to ruin that word for you.

“So, how was work?” As you walk back into the living room, Jeongin is acting as cool and proper as possible to keep your anger level at a low.

“Let’s talk.” Damnit, the one thing Jeongin wanted to avoid. “Why did you stay last night after I told you to go home?”

“I... I wanted to play.” His cutsie submissive voice is sweet, but very much unwelcomed right now. “I missed you!”

“Cut the shit, Jeongin. I know I should have told you about Changbin, but sneaking around my house is unacceptable.” There you go again, scolding him like a child. Even though he was totally in the wrong here, he couldn’t help but feel bitter from you treating him like a kid. Some things never change. “And you decided to just stay?”

“What the hell else was I supposed to do? You and your man were blocking all the exits!” As right as he is, you refuse to admit defeat so easily. “And I wanted to join in... a little.”

“If Changbin knew you were in that closet, he would have tossed you out of the window. Consider yourself lucky.” You sigh, tossing yourself onto the couch next to Jeongin. “I don’t want to end our relationship like this, but-“

“End? What?” Jeongin’s doe eyes are wide as he jumps up and stares at you, weak in the knees just from the thought of leaving you. “I’m sorry, okay?”

“It’s not just this incident.” You take his hands in yours, rubbing your thumbs over the backs of his hands to comfort him. “This relationship was never meant to go far. We both know that.” Just because you both knew it doesn’t mean Jeongin wanted to accept it. “You deserve better than your old neighbor, and I need to move on to be happy. You deserve a real girlfriend, and my kids deserve a real dad.”

“I can be a great father!” Oh, he’s so desperate. You’ve never seen him so tearful. Your heart stings just seeing him like this. With your hands still intertwined with his, you pull him onto your lap. “Where is all this coming from? You just said the other day that you loved me.”

“I do love you, but not like this.” You can’t look him in the eyes right now. It’ll hurt too much for you both. “We’re just sex partners. That’s all this was ever going to be. Do you honestly think I’d let you become the father of my children?”

That dream. That god damned dream. The images of Changbin and you from his dream are all he sees. Your words sting like knives but they go in one ear and out the other; felt, but not heard.

“Please don’t leave me.” Jeongin can’t hold it anymore. He starts to cry, falling into your shoulder to hide his shame. You just pat his back, clutching him to your body. You didn’t expect him to get this emotional. With how your last breakup went, the crying was your job. “I love you.”

“I know,” you say, giving him plenty of time to calm down. His eyes begin to dry, but his chest is heavy. He feels like the world is collapsing around him. “All of this because I couldn’t mind my business and keep out of your journal.”

Your attempt to lighten the mood does get a chuckles out of Jeongin, but it’s followed by a pause in his breathing and a loud sigh. He backs away from your hug, wiping his cheeks and finally looking you in the eyes. It was now you realized that you haven’t made eye contact with him since you started this conversation.

“Can we do it one more time?” Aaaaaand there goes the eye contact. You fumble over your words, mind jumbled from the unexpected proposition. “And if fucking you vanilla didn’t keep you around, can I be your little boy again?”

The light in his eyes is flickering back. His skin feels warm again. Jeongin’s coming back to you. As much as you want to say no, you couldn’t possibly turn down one last time with your favorite boy. “Of course, baby. One more time.”

“I want to break the bed.” Jeongin hops up, pulling you up by your hands before you can even process what’s going on. You’re tired, he’s tired, but you both want this. This is for the both of you. “Ruin me, mommy.”

"A little demanding, aren’t we?” You turn to lock your bedroom door shut as Jeongin sits on the edge of the bed, eager for whatever you’re willing to give him. After turning down the lights, you push Jeongin back on the bed, his legs still hanging over the edge. Although your body was still recovering from the night before, you’re ready to, as Jeongin so kindly put it, break the bed. 

You set yourself up on Jeongin’s lap, both of you still clothed, and gently grind down onto his crotch. He’s hard as ever, whining as you roll your hips over him. You bite down on your lip to hold your moans, although your partner doesn’t care how much noise he makes. Jeongin’s sure that if he gets too loud, you’ll shut him up. 

“You’re so pretty underneath me, baby.” You lean down to put your hands in his hair, combing through his short hair to cup his cheeks with both of your hands. “Can I tell you something?”

“Anything,” Jeongin huffs. 

“As much as I yell at you, I do want you to know that I enjoy my time with you,” you say with sincerity dripping from your tone. You kiss his lips sweetly, quickly turning the kiss into a heated mess of tongues. His cheeks are warm against your palms. He feels so small, so precious. All yours. When the kiss breaks, you look each other in the eyes for a moment, his eyes sparkling with innocence despite the circumstances. “My lovely little boy.”

Before Jeongin can speak, you dive in for another make out session, this time the kisses leading down from his pretty lips to his defined jawline. As much as you’d love to leave hickeys, you don’t want him to have a reminder of you for the coming days. Your hands rest on his chest over his shirt as you move down to his neck, hearing him whimper and whine above you. 

Your hands slowly move his shirt up to his collarbones, exposing his chest for you to see. When you move down to his chest to play with his nipples, Jeongin throws his head back from the sensation. Your fingers twist his nipple while your mouth keeps busy on the other, sucking at the perk bud. His mind was entirely black, his only thought being how good everything feels. Pulling away from his spit-coated chest, you look down at him like he’s prey. Seeing the look in your eyes, he can feel his dick twitch in his pants. 

“You’re so sexy, mommy.” His voice is light and sweet, his submissive persona finally taking him over. “Need to be inside you.”

“So impatient, tsk.” You stand up from his body and pull him up by his wrists. “Take your clothes off, baby. I can’t touch you if you’re clothed.”

Compliantly, Jeongin quickly strips his body of his clothes, taking his pants and underwear down in one motion after yanking his shirt over his head. Behind him, you’re doing the same, getting naked so the fun can really begin. 

“Aw, so hard for me already.” You walk up to Jeongin and take his cock in your hand, stroking it while maintaining eye contact with him. His little lip bite makes him look so endearing. “You want me to suck you off, sweetheart?”

“Yes, mommy.”

“Then beg for it.” You remove your hand from his length and step back, staring at him with your arms folded over your chest. He whines loudly before pouting out his bottom lip.

“Please suck me off, ma’am. Wanna cum down your throat...” his eyes wander to your chest before darting back up to your lips where you hold a hint of a smirk. “Please?”

“What my boy wants, he gets.” You smile as his eyes light up. “Back on the bed, boy. Let mommy take care of you.”

Jeongin hops onto the bed, spreading his legs flat for you to get between. You lay on your stomach between his legs, hands immediately going to stroke his cock and play with his balls. He stares down at you, eyes glued to your face as you stare at the head of his cock. He’s already dripping. So pathetic.

Before taking him fully into your mouth, you run your tongue along the underside of his cock, flicking your tongue against his tip. He bucks his hips up before you wrap your lips around him, bobbing your head around his tip as your hand stays hard at work on his shaft. Jeongin closes his eyes and moans a little too loud for your liking, but your mouth is too busy to scold him.

“Fuck, so nice,” Jeongin whimpers between heavy breaths. He jerks his head back as his toes curl, the pleasure from your mouth becoming too hot to handle. Hollowing out your cheeks, you’re prepared for Jeongin to cum fast. If he’s really frustrated enough to spy on you, then he isn’t lasting long with your mouth on his cock. “M-mommy...”

You pop your mouth off of him, “yes, doll?”

“Please swallow my cum, okay?” Jeongin looks so angelic with the dim light bouncing off of his sweaty skin. “I’m so close.”

Without a word, you get back to business, swirling your tongue around his cock like it’s a lollipop. You can feel him throb in your grip, and his balls start to tense. For one last effort, you remove your hand that was jerking him and take him down your throat, feeling yourself nearly gag from his length.

The sensation becomes too much, and Jeongin cums down your throat, bucking his hips into your mouth while drool escapes the corners of your mouth. Carefully, you pull your head off of him, not dripping too much out of your mouth. Jeongin watches your face with a dazed expression as you swallow his load just as he asked.

“You taste so good every time, pretty boy.” You wipe your mouth of any excess runoff while Jeongin catches his breath, laying with all his limbs extended. “My turn now, isn’t it?”

“Do whatever you want to me.” Jeongin sits up on his elbows, finally able to look at you with his mind fully present. “I’m all yours.”

“You wanted to break the bed, right?” You straddle his hips, cock starting to harden again as he feels you rub his cock through your folds. “Let’s make that a goal, shall we?”

“Oh my god, please.” Jeongin holds your hips and presses his cock up against you, thrusting through the folds of your cunt.

“Hands to yourself, baby.” You take his wrists and hold his hands above his head. “Unless you need some help restraining them.”

“Oh mommy, please handcuff me!” He’s too excited about this. Still, you reach over into your bedside drawer and pull out a pair of leather cuffs, wrapping them through the bed frame before retraining his wrists.

“Much better.” You kiss his lips before leaning back up to ride him. Now that’s he hard again, you raise your hips from his to line his cock with your entrance. “I’m not stopping unless you say something, got it?”

“Yes ma’am!” Jeongin can hardly wait to be inside you again.

You slowly lower yourself down onto his cock, letting him stretch you out and fill you up with his length. Your moans are deep and grand, while Jeongin pathetically whines like a bitch in heat. You love it. “Mmm, good boy, Innie. Such a good boy.”

Your praises make him stutter in his whimpers something vaguely resembling a “thank you”. You’ll take what you can get, surprised he can think of anything when he’s this far into his headspace.

You start to ride him, your hips lifting and lowering on his cock. The continuous clenches of your cunt around his dick makes him throb, his chest raising and lowering with every deep breath. His tip runs into your cunt as his shaft drifts against your walls. You feel so full, so good, so fucking good. The only thought on your brain is Jeongin’s cock.

When you speed up your strokes, the bed starts squeaking louder and louder. Between your shared moans and the suggestive bodily noises, you couldn’t be any louder unless you wanted to scare your children awake. Still, you didn’t get this house so well soundproofed for nothing, although that was admittedly Minho’s idea.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Jeongin.” Dropping the pet names for a moment, you let your body go as you feel your orgasm start to near. One of your hands goes down to your clit while your other holds you up, planting firmly next to Jeongin’s head. Your tits are practically in his face, and he can’t help but take a peek. “You think you can cum again for me, baby?”

“Of course, yes! Please let me cum.” Jeongin struggles against the restraints, totally forgetting they’re even there, in an attempt to wrap his arms around you. His hips buck up into you as you slowly stop your motions and let him fuck you. Hitting your g-spot so effortlessly, you tighten around him as your orgasm washes over you.

While listening to you curse through your orgasm, Jeongin relentlessly pounds into you from underneath, jutting his hips up just enough to make you lose your mind. With your cunt convulsing around his dick, Jeongin can’t hold it in anymore. As you come down, he cums up into you, fucking his release into you for as long as he can before his legs go weak and he stops, you gently lowing into him before falling into his chest, kissing the nearest skin to your lips.

Suddenly, the room feels gloomy. You both know the goodbye is coming. Neither of you are ready. Being the mature on, you stretch your arms from around him and sit up, ending this sensual moment.

“Alright, I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” You lift yourself off of him, holding your legs together to keep the mess from dripping down your legs. “There’s tissues next to you if you want to clean up.”

Jeongin soberly takes a tissue and cleans off the mess between his legs, wishing this wasn’t the last time he’d have to clean himself up in your bed. One last time, he turns to his side and sniffs your pillow, an oddly nostalgic feeling washing over his senses. He’ll miss this.

You come out of the bathroom with a robe around you. Jeongin’s still lying on the bed collecting his thoughts. You look at each other. His smile is so pure. He’s happy just to see you.

“Thank you for everything, Jeongin.” You walk over to where he lays and kiss him on his forehead. His cheeks flush pink, but he stops smiling. He knows what’s coming. “You should go.”

“Does this mean I’m also fired?” You nod at his question, and now Jeongin’s double disappointed. “Did you enjoy tonight?”

“As much as I could.” You look around at the clothes scattered on the ground before picking up Jeongin’s underwear and handing them to him. “You should head home. It’s late.”

Jeongin takes his underwear out of your hand, and now he’s red with embarrassment. He gets dressed as you walk back to the living room to get his bookbag so he can walk out as easily as possible.

“Bye, Jeongin. I’ll see you around I guess.” This is so much more awkward than you intended. You’re waving goodbye as he walks down your driveway, but he isn’t even looking at you. When he turns back to his house, you see him wave his entire arm towards you.

“Bye Ms. L/n! Thank you!” His yell is so cute. You can’t help but smile before walking back into your house to finally go to bed.

Walking into his silent house, Jeongin runs up to his room to finally be at peace. He tosses his bag towards his bed before sitting against his door with his head in his hands. He isn’t crying (he already did that). He’s decompressing. That’s what he’s calling it, anyway.

Looking at his desk, that’s where it sits. That fucking journal. The thing that got him into this mess. The omen that’s been haunting him since that night. Jeongin can hardly look at the black and white marbled pattern. As nice as he thought his writing was in that book, he can’t have it anymore. The clusterfuck that his journal represented was too much to handle. It’s time to move on.

🍓🍀🍯.

Jeongin: Hey sorry it’s late can I use your fire pit tomorrow night?

Seungmin: Wtf why?

Jeongin: Long story. I just need to burn something.

Seungmin: Should I invite the others?

Jeongin: Sure let’s make it a party

Seungmin: I expect a full explanation tomorrow, alright?

Seungmin: I don’t just light up the fire pit for anyone.

Jeongin: Thank you

Seungmin: Anything for you bro :)

Jeongin: omg don’t call me bro you’ve been hanging with Felix too much

Seungmin: Is it really that obvious?

Seungmin: Damn 😔

🍓🍰🐤🍀💐🍯

“Do it! Do it!” Jeongin’s friends were chanting behind him, eager to see the youngest burn his notebook. Jeongin looked down one last time at the journal before tossing it into the open flame and watching the fire burn higher and brighter. He steps back into Felix who holds him by his waist, pulling him into a back hug.

“Fuck yeah!” Jisung raises his beer in the air and turns up the music with his phone. Hyunjin and Jisung go dance on the patio while Seungmin tends to the fire. “Woo! Jeongin’s free!”

“I’m proud of you, Jeongin.” Felix turns him around, bringing him into a regular front hug. “I don’t know the whole story, but I’m glad you moved passed whatever was getting you down, man.”

“I’m not over it yet, but this sure did help.” Jeongin looks back at the fire before faintly smiling. “Let’s go drink.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice!” The Aussie in Felix is eager to grab a beer like the rest and loosen up, Jeongin joining his hand in the cooler. Seungmin smiles as he looks over his friends, all smiling and singing to a song from 2009. “Min, ya joining?”

“I’d rather not burn my house down. I can sing from over here.” They all cheer before continuing to sing their childhood classic.

For the first time in forever, Jeongin’s thinking of something other than you. He’s happy. Let him be happy.

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