#i have no thoughts why ahhhhhhh

[keeps-ache]

too many thoughts i forgot all of them :[

[kuiinncedes]

asgkjdfghk

[ihatebiden]

my sister is sick 🤕

[vaixation]

Hey so I made an edit of the 1 single panel we got of our precious Waning Moon Officer / Yǐn Yù to remove the speech bubble if anyone wants to just use this for literally anything. No credit needed.

Gosh dang I wish he wasn't behind a curtain and had his face down I really want to know what his mask looks like properly but WHAT CAN YOU DO. DANGIT I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY NAMED THE ENTIRE EPISODE AFTER HIM AND HE ONLY SHOWED UP AT THE VERY END TO SAY TWO LINES OF DIALOGUE I'M GONNA LOSE MY MIND OKAY. (Kinda bummed we didn't get his actual first scene from the novel to be honest aww.)

[elegyofthemoon]

well now that i know about the personal skill names i like thinking about the underground passage being filled with lilies and that being the only place you can really find them :)

[sylvies-chen]

AHHHHHHH THE NEW PERCY JACKSON IS HERE here are my thoughts for episode 1:

SPOILERS AHEAD

They’ve already amped up Percy and Sally’s relationship SO MUCH compared to what they did in the movies, this was so good and UGH my heart just breaks for them percy is such a mama’s boy and he’s the only true joy sally’s had in her life for the past 12 years… yeah somebody sedate me…

PERCY SAYING HE THINKS HIS BRAIN IS BROKEN AND HE CAN’T HELP NOT FOCUSING oh my god the dyslexic adhd rep is so real I’m remembering how meaningful it was to have this in the books growing up

grover my baby is killing it I love him <3

percy being mad that his friend has been gaslighting him this whole time ohhhh 😢

SLAYYYYYY PERCY WITH THE MINOTAUR they beat the bad cgi allegations so hard

idk why but sally jackson being an olivia rodrigo stan makes so much sense to me like yeah she’s just a girl trying to get through at the end of the day and probably the best time in her life was when she was in her twenties and in love with a god like nobody captures heartbreak in her twenties like olivia

[81folklore]

i can do it with a broken heart - f1 grid

parings: gn!driver!reader x platonic!f1!grid x ex!jacob elordi

summary: after yn and their ex break up, they carry on as best they can and no one had any idea how bad they were struggling

type: social media au (smau)

notes: george is in this but he does not drive for mercedes, yn does. i also used a mixture of fem and masc pictures because i couldnt decide and thought you could just imagine whatever you wish!!

notes 2: probably the longest fic ive done so far but im pretty proud of it. the time stamps above each section are semi important so i would keep an eye on them!! also i know ive been gone for so long but i do not promise ill be back. alsoooo i know i only included a bit of the grid but i kept getting distracted and then couldn’t figure out how to include everyone!!

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march 2024

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charles oh my god i cant believe my cat is finally the pfp

i have been waiting for YEARS

max yes well you better enjoy it because it’ll change soon and you’ll be back to waiting again.

lando jesus max do you have to use punctuation???

alex be glad he doesnt use captials

oscar one thing at a time lando, we dont want to scare him

max ???

lando anyway

yn mate you ok?

yourname im fine? ur scaring me you never ask how i am

lando yeah but usually your not single

lewis oh no! you and jacob split?

yourname yeah, wasnt working anymore

charles ah im sorry, that must suck😣

yourname i mean it does but its been coming for a long time so its not surprising

fernando hello! yn what is wrong? you always use emotes!

yourname theyre emojis nando, and im fine just a bit lost

fernando do not worry, i will come and find you!

yourname no, i dont mean literally just..we were together for so long i dont really know what to do now you know?

lando i get it, you wanna play tarkov with me???

yourname cheers ill get on now

george let us know if you need anything!

may 2024

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p✌️ was just what we needed this weekend!

thank you to everyone who came out and supported myself and the team and huge thank you to the team for working so hard all weekend⭐️

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mercedesamgf1 mega job this weekend yn👊 *liked by author*

landonorris nice to share the podium with you mate

yourusername same time next race?

user33 loved seeing you back on the podium

user2 absolutely smashing it this season

user21 more podiums please🤲 *liked by author*

user3 fourth podium of the year first p✌️*liked by author*

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*pretend it says after march i changed dates around last min*

august 2024

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did some reading, painting and writing

baked some good food and spent time with some good people, also got a cat…not bad for summer break☀️

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user66 AHHHHHH

yourusername ahhhhhhh

user26 cats name plsplspls

yourusername norman🐱

lukehemmings nice music👍

yourusername woah arent you the guy who wrote mum?!

mercedesamgf1 ready to see you back on the podium

yourusername always!!!!

user74 have you had funnnn??

yourusername yesss!! ive been doing lots of things i enjoy, basically treating every day as my birthday😋

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*was supposed to write them instead of her sorry!! was doing two stories at once and kept getting mixed up😅*

october 2024

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p☝️ for the 3rd time this season, very very pleased

huuuuuge thank you to the team, every single one of you who worked tirelessly over the summer break and every moment since then, these have been for you⭐️

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user55 what a good season to be a yn fan *liked by author*

user6 these races have been incredible to watch, so proud

yourusername ⭐️⭐️

gracieabrams woop woop!!!!

yourusername 😝😝

user2 gracie??

user41 why have we not had any personal photo dumps yet😕😕

user88 right we miss seeing you yn!!

yourusername sorry guys😣ive been suuuper busy working on something i just honestly forgot

user41 NEW PROJECT?? WHEN?? (also pls dont feel bad we love u)

yourusername soon!! (and i love u guys too)

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november 2024

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i cannot believe i get to say this, but my new friend taylor just released a new album and i was able to write a song on the album

im honestly not sure how this came about but i had so much fun writing this and expressing all my thoughts and feelings in a way ive never done before

i poured my life and soul into this song and im so glad taylor is the one who is singing it and really bought it to life

send some love to my friend and go and stream THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT (most importantly i can do it with a broken heart😉)

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taylorswift thank you for trusting me with this song, so much love🤍

yourusername NO THANK YOU!!! i will be forever grateful⭐️⭐️

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charles i feel completely betrayed yn

fernando oh no😟! what did yn do?

charles THEY DIDNT TELL ME THEY WERE WRITING A SONG??

AND WITH TAYLOR SWIFT HOW COULD YOU☹️☹️

yourname sorry charles, surprise?!

charles ill forgive you because its a good song

yourname thank you my life just got infinitely better!

yuki very good song yn! has been on repeat☺️

yourname thanks yuki, glad you like it!!

lando I LOVE IT TOO

but seriously are you ok?!

yourname yeahhh im better now

was just a lot to navigate

lewis glad you found an outlet! but remember you can always talk to any of us

yourname i know and i appreciate it, i really do

alex yn was that twitter thread right?

yourname mate youre going to have to elaborate

alex user56tweetlink

yourname oh pretty much yeah

some things were changed with taylor but not much

fernando just listened to the song yn! very nice👍well done!

yourname thank uu

max good song yn!

now

lando can you please tell me what you meant on your twitch stream!

oscar max is kind of scary

max dont make me talk about that interview next oscar!

[einaudis]

I hate this show now, help.

[hyuckkaiji]

a pretty girl's needs - abby anderson x f!reader

summary; clearly, abby enjoys when people are mean to her, and if that's what she needs, that's what you'll provide

word count; 2.3k

warnings; 18+, explicit content, shameless sub!abby smut, ahhhhhhh, mentions of owen

note; I want, no, need to dom her. The abby brain rot is real. She's my pretty girl and I wanna **** ** ******* *** **** like there's no tomorrow. also why is writing smut so hard 😭

Your fingers trailed over the row of CDs, the plastic cool against the tips of your fingers. A hum played at your lips as you failed to find something that suited your current mood. “You’re music sucks, Abs.”

You turned to face your friend when you didn’t get the snarky reply you’d been expecting. “Abs?” The blonde sat on the couch, undoing her braid with practiced fingers. Her gaze was trained on the floor, not having registered your words as she was too lost in her own jumbled thoughts.

Your bare feet padded softly on the wooden floor as you walked over to her . “Abby?” Concern laced your voice as you stopped to stand in front of her, your feet obscuring her view of the worn wood.

“I fucked Owen.” She admitted guiltily, before groaning, bringing her hands up to hide the blush that was creeping across her freckled cheeks. She tossed her head back, letting the couch support the crook of her neck as an exasperated sigh passed her lips.

“Abigail.” Your tone was reprimanding as you crossed your arms over your chest. You knew she was well prepared for your reaction when she peaked at you through her fingers before letting her hands slip. She leaned forward, her hands braced against the cushions on either side of her thighs as she looked up at you through her lashes.

She knew to some extent the way you feel about her, she has to. There’s no other way to explain the way she weaponizes it against you. With fluttering looks and soft touches just barely brushing your skin every time you’re upset with her, she knows how to play your strings and she does it without regard.

“It was an accident.” She spoke with a softness that all but caressed your skin with its near sense of intimacy. God have mercy on your soul. She playing with you, like you’re her favorite toy and you could never break.

But break you will, there is no other way to describe to the heat in your chest, the lack of control you have as you snap at her like you never have before. “An accident?” You scoffed at her, “What? He slipped and just somehow ended up with his cock inside of you?”

She looked taken aback, you were by no means the gentlest person but always you were gentle with her. “I didn’t mean for it to happen.” She defended herself.

“No you never do. You’re always done with him, until you’re not. He always treats you like shit, until he doesn’t. And I’m the one that has to hear you bitch and moan about the same situation you keep putting yourself into.”

“Fuck,” you raked a hand through your hair, stepping just a little closer to her, just close enough to feel her suck in a breath that hitches in her throat. “It’s like you enjoy being treated like shit Abby. Do you like when people are mean to you? Is that what gets you going?” Her lips parted slightly, still staring up at you stupidly. It drove you insane, she drove you insane.

“Bet it makes that pretty little clit throb doesn’t it? You just can’t keep your hands to yourself when he’s mean to you. Do you need it Abs? Is that what you need, pretty girl?”

You want to say you don’t know what came over you, but you do. Years of watching her run back to that obnoxious prat after he hurt her, years of being the shoulder she cried on. Years of pinning after her slowly chipping away your resolve, your sanity.

Abby said nothing in response, though she didn’t need to really, she already given all the answer you needed. The slight rise and fall of her chest as she tried to hide her quickened breathing, the subtle shift in her thighs as she pressed them ever slightly closer together, the way her fists attempted to bury themselves in the cushion.

She was still staring up at you, pretty blue eyes watching you almost expectantly. She was truly a piece of art, art which you consumed daily, taking in every subtle shift of her body like it’s your life line. A twitch of her fingers, a crinkle of her nose, you had studied all of it, memorized every little thing about her.

You had learned her body as best as you could from a distance, sure you hadn’t fucked her the way Owen had, but God you knew you understood her body in ways he never could.

You turned on your heel, walking at a pace that portrayed control over the situation. Leisurely, taunting her. You knew she wouldn’t walk away, wouldn’t even blow out a breathe that risked shifting the tension that laid heavy in the air.

You pulled down a bag from the top bunk of her bed, knowing where she kept everything, occupying her space as if it were your own. “What are you doing?” Her voice was near a whisper, though she made no move, only letting her eyes follow you.

You ignored her question, smiling to yourself as your fingers wrapped around their destination, pulling out a rope. You silently walked back over to her, letting the rope dangle from a loose grip at your side.

“Stand up.” You commanded.

Abby watched the rope cautiously but nonetheless obeyed you. It’s quite funny really, the way she towered over you in every sense of the word but still waited for your word. Such a good girl.

You let your nails rake softly over the exposed skin of her arms, goosebumps raising in the wake of your touch. You pulled her arms behind her back, making quick work of the knot before taking a step back to admire your work.

You walked back around to face her, pushing her back onto the couch with the faintest nudge of your fingertips against her shoulder. She dropped like you forced her with all your weight, even the faintness of your touches having unprecedented control over her.

“You enjoy it don’t you?” You stepped closer, using your knee to nudge her legs further apart, giving you space to stand between them. “You like when he’s mean to you. Admit it.” Your voice had dropped to a near whisper, tone attempting to coax her like a dangerous animal.

“I don’t.” She all but whimpered the words. “Abby, Baby. I know you. Do you think I don’t?” You gripped her jaw harshly, leaning down so your lips were a hairs breath away from hers, “I know when you’re lying.”

She closed the gap, her lips smashing clumsily against yours as she tried to keep herself balanced. You fingers snaked into her hair, wrapping securely at the base of her skull, giving a sharp tug on her soft blonde locks.

She gasped, giving you an opening to slide your tongue into her mouth. She whimpered into the kiss as you used your grip to pull her further into you. Using your free hand to pull the sofa forward with her.

You pull away from the kiss with a pop, releasing the bite you had on her lower lip, she fell back with sofa. Landing with a soft thud on the makeshift bed.

She looked up at you with glazed eyes and puffy pink lips. Such a powerful woman undone into this mess from just a kiss. You smiled down at her, a cruel smile, a predatory thing. You were going to ruin her, you wanted to break her. Make her yours, make sure the only person she could ever think about again is you.

You climbed on top of her deliberately slow, drawing out the actions, her anticipation was palpable. You settled your legs on either side of one of her thick thighs. Letting your knee just barely brush against her clothed mound, making her jump at the contact.

“Please.” Abby let out the word breathlessly. “Please what baby, I need you to use your words?” How you had dreamt of this moment.

“Please touch me.” Her voice cracked slightly at the end, she was holding on to her composure by a fraying thread. You nuzzled your face into the hallow between her shoulder and neck, inhaling her faint scent of trees before brushing your lips over her pulse.

You could feel the way it rushed, ever quickening in the face of your torment. You let your tongue trace over a prominent vein, bringing you up to her jaw, peppering kisses over the soft skin there, watching as Abby’s eyes fluttered shut.

You abruptly bit down on the soft flesh of her throat, making her jerk in surprise beneath you. You licked over the angry read mark, soothing the abused skin. You did it a few more times just for the amusement of watching Abby pant and screw her eyes shut, trying not to react to the sudden pain.

You kissed you way down her torso, over the bunched fabric of her white shirt, reaching the exposed skin of her hip. Kissing, nipping, sucking pink patches into the sensitive skin, enjoying the way she whined and bucked beneath you.

You undid her cargo pants with nimble fingers, sliding them off and discarding them somewhere across the room with a flick of your wrist. Settling on you knees, you pulled Abby closer, close enough for your breath to fan over the evident wet spot on her boxers.

“Is there where you need to be touched baby?” You pressed a chaste kiss on the soaked fabric, just over her sensitive bundle of nerves.

She could only mange a quite plea, attempting to buck her hips back up to meet your face. Your forced her to lay still, your fingers digging cruelly into her soft flesh. “Use your words.”

“Your mouth, fuck, please, your mouth.” You clicked your tongue against your teeth, “Atta girl.” Your fingers looping beneath beneath the band of her boxers, discarding them with the same disregard you did her pants.

You took a moment to admire the view before you, fucking breath-taking. You licked a stripe from her hole to her clit, moaning against her as you began to swirl your tongue in a slow pattern. “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck oh my God.” You watched her, arms straining against their hold, trying so hard to break free and touch you, push your head further into her.

You pressed a quick kiss before pulling away, making her whine. Moving to litter her inner thighs with soft pink hickeys, your fingers collect her slick on two tips and drag it up to circle her clit. “Just like that. Just like that.” She repeated your name under her breath, whispering to herself like it was her own sacred prayer.

You could feel her thighs tensing beneath your lips, see the way she was arching off the cushions, golden hair splayed around her, lips parting in quieting moans. Her voice loosing traction the closer she got to coming undone.

You watched her, tracking her reactions and pulling your hand away just as her whole body started to tense, mouth falling open in a silent moan. You snorted a soft laugh when she collapsed with a groan, struggling to push herself up enough to give you a glare.

“Oh come on. I’ve waited how long and you really thought I’d give it to you that easily.” You gave her still throbbing clit a tap.

You gave her a hand in sitting up before pulling her into another bruising kiss. Pulling away only to take her shirt off best you could, the fabric pooling around her wrists, caught on the knotted rope.

“Come on pretty girl.” You moved to lay beside her, propping yourself up on your elbows to look at her. “Work for what you want. I want you to use my thigh to make yourself cum or I’m not touching you again.” She opened her mouth to protest but closed it when you beckoned her with a curl of your fingers, pointing down to your still clothed thigh when she started to move closer to you.

As soon as she settled herself flat against your thigh you pulled her down with you, quickly unclasping the front latch of her bra and letting it join the tangled mess around her wrists.

She picked up pace, rocking her hips against you as you latch onto a pert nipple. You guide her to ride faster with hands on her hips, pushing her down harder as she chases her climax. “Good girl. Good, pretty fucking girl.”

“Please.” She whimpers, her movement starting to stutter but she moved fervently. You could feel the wet patch she’d made on your pants, her juices soaking through to coat your skin. “Please what?”

“Please can I cum? Please.” You leaned up to capture her breast in your mouth, assaulting the skin with teeth and tongue as you hummed in approval, fingers digging into her ass as you rocked her against you.

It hits her all at once, making her tense and arch into you. Her head falling backwards, gasping as she struggles to maintain any sort of herself. When she comes down from her high, you shift out from beneath her, moving to undo the restraints before she collapses, exhausted.

She lays on her side, one arm splayed over her stomach and the other pillowing her head, utterly content. You watch as her eyes flutter shut and her breathing shallows out, your own quickening as anxiety takes its hold on your heart. Ravaging as sense of composure you had.

“Abby.” You lay down next to her, mirroring her position, teeth nawing at the inside of your lip. She hums quietly, eyes still closed.

“I'm sorry.” She finally looks at you, soft blue eyes tracing your features. “Why?”

“I- This. I don’t know.”

She laughs, short and sweet. “Y/n. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to make your move. It’s about time. And by the way I didn’t fuck Owen. You know he’s never even made me cum. And besides, there’s no going back now.”

All you could manage was a small “Oh.”

[thefunkfactory]

Putrid Profession

You were sitting at your desk well after most of your staff had gone home. Earlier today your assistant Max informed you that Noah, a new employee you just hired for social media marketing, has been not meeting deadlines and has been showing up to work late. Reassuring Max you told him to go find Noah and ask him to come into your office at eight thirty that night. As he walked out of your office you could hear him saying under his breath “I don’t want to go talk to that gassy oafs cubicle. Why couldn’t this just be a email” and so off Max went. Oddly Max came back with watery eyes and his hair looking like it had just been blown back with a leaf blower, groggily telling you that Noah will be in at eight thirty Max told you that he “wasn’t feeling very well” and proceeded to ask to go home. You granted permission for your twinky little assistant to have the rest of the day off and told him that you would just get someone else to go out to get your lunch later. Now, hours later, you were waiting for Noah to come in so you can have a chat about getting him back on the right track with the company.

(Your assistant Max)

Hearing your door open, you look up from your computer and see “Noah” standing in front of you. You were a little shocked because this isn’t who you remembered hiring, he was much beefier now than just a few weeks ago. “I heard you wanted to uhhhh like talk to me boss man” Noah said, his vernacular was dumber too than it was when you hired him. “Take a seat Noah, I don’t want to make you stand for too long”, you told him, “Uhhhh is this gonna take long bossman? I have to hit the gym in a bit, my bros are expecting me”, Noah dumbly said as he scratched his behind. “Oh, no this shouldn’t take long” you said obviously surprised that he was being a bit disrespectful. Noah sat down and leaned back, spreading his legs super wide. You began to talk to Noah about his failure to meet deadlines and his tardiness when it came to work. As you were going on and on about this you caught a whiff of something foul-smelling permeating the air, “Aughh that reeks! Do you smell that?!” you asked Noah. You watched as a devilishly grinned, “Smell what bossman? My fart fumes?” he chuckled as he let out a loud, echoing fart. Utterly shocked you covered your nose with your shirt collar, “Huhuhuh that cute assistant of yours tried the same exact thing when I butt blasted him!” Noah tauntingly said. “This is utterly disgusting and unacceptable behavior in the workplace Noah!” you yelled out, “Eh” he shrugged “you won't think like that soon” and then under his breath he said “if you’ll be able to think at all”. You began to cough and as you were coughing, you tried to fan the fumes away from your face. “Might as well get comfy” Noah said taking his shirt off. The first thing you thought was “I need to call HR immediately tomorrow” immediately followed up with “But I shouldn’t do that to someone who is this sexy”, shaking your head you knew you would never, in a million years, think that in a situation like this, he was being essentially a gross teenage boy, how was that hot? you got up and said “I think this talk is over Noah” and started heading for the door, “I think it is too” said Noah fiendishly. As you we’re walking around your desk towards the door, Noah let a massive fart rip, “Ahhhhhhh” he moaned, “That's been brewing since my burrito at lunch”. The fart was absolutely rancid, capable of knocking someone out, you felt your knees get weak and you collapsed. You picked yourself up onto your knees and as you looked up you saw Noah…

“Bombs away bossman” you heard from Noah as the most putrefying funk blasted out of his smelly ass and right up into your nose. You watched Noah lean into the long fart as his ass got less than an inch away from your nose. Feeling your strength completely drain out of you, you passed out on the floor. You woke up feeling groggy and weak but you got yourself to your feet. Noah was nowhere to be seen and you couldn’t exactly remember what just happened. Collecting your thoughts, you walked to the bathroom as a sudden urge to take a dump came over you. Bursting into a stall, you pulled your pants down and let out a boisterous cloud of flatulence into the toilet bowl. Feeling sudden relief you got up and walked to the mirror, relishing in your own funky fumes clouding the bathroom you looked into the mirror and made eye contact with your reflection as you let another fart blast out of your ass. Dumbly guffawing you heard a notification from your phone, pulling it out of your pocket you saw it was a photo from your assistant Max

The pic was followed with the text, “we should give noah a promotion or something bro i haven’t felt so good in forever i cant stop hotboxing my bedroom with my fartsss you should come like see bro”

Feeling hot and horny all of a sudden you stripped off your shirt and sent Max “broooo ill do whatever you want as long as you let me fuck your fart makerrrr”

[toppersbitch]

Innocence // JJ Maybank x Reader

18+ Minors DNI

Summary: JJ overhears a convo between Kie, Sarah, and you and decided to take matters into his own hands.

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: smoking marijuana, alcohol,  teasing, praise kink, choking, begging, unedited work

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The heat of the fire lit your face as you sat leaning on Kie. Sarah sat across, roasting a marshmallow. The pipe was passed to you, you held the light and covered the hole, taking a long inhale. The back of your throat burned, and your head clouded as you held your breath. You finally exhaled, watching it mix with the smoke from the fire. 

“Girls' night is gonna be so fun,” you giggled, “Finally we can gossip without the boys.” 

“About the boys,” Sarah said, letting out she inhale of smoke. 

“Give me more, I don’t wanna think,” you said grabbing for the pipe again. You took a hit, sitting there. You goofily flopped onto your side, letting the breath out. 

“I don’t want to think about Kelce for another second,” you had just broken up with him, a year of your life down the drain. 

“I don’t even know why you got with him,” Sarah giggled.

“It’s not like he’s even good in bed,” Kie said, staring straight at you. 

“Why the fuck would you know?” Sarah asked, a baffled look on her face. 

“Woah woah not like that, y/n told me.” Kie threw her hands up in the air signaling she was innocent. 

“Wait tell all!” Sarah got up and skipped over to Kie and you. She kneeled and smiled widely. 

“Okay well-“ you paused gathering your thoughts, “he doesn’t like foreplay.” They both dropped their hands to their laps, eyes wide. 

“Like none at all?” Sarah started at you while hitting the pipe. 

“Like maybe like a minute of fingering max,” you thought back to all the times, “oh and he never reciprocated oral.” 

“Oh my god you have to be kidding!” Kie threw her hands in the air, “you never told me all that.” 

“He’s also never touched my boobs, only grazed by fucking accident,” you rolled your eyes. 

Kie and Sarah both looked at them with eyes wide open. 

“And I’ve only orgasmed twice,” you smiled goofily.

“Out of how many times?” Kie added a marshmallow to her stick.

“Lik-“ you were cut off abruptly. 

“AHHHHHHH” the boys come jumping out of the bushes, alcohol in hand. 

You jumped up, terror filling you. Kie threw her roasting stick, marshmallow and all. Sarah covered her eyes and curled into herself. 

They began to laugh, JJ falling holding his stomach with one hand and a bottle of vodka with the other. John B picked up Sarah, and Pope dodged Kie’s stick. 

“You guys were supposed to come back till tomorrow morning,” you pouted, worrying they heard anything you said. 

“Well coming early never hurt anyone,” JJ raised an eyebrow at you. You felt yourself blushing as everyone else laughed. 

“Pretend like you didn’t hear please I’m begging,” you placed your hands together flat and shook them towards him. He began to laugh at you, holding his stomach. 

“Maybe you should’ve done that for Kelce,” he slapped his knee, and you shot him a glare. 

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop,” his hands surrendered. 

The conversations and laughs continued through the night, the fire slowly dying as you all stopped trying to keep it alive. John B and Sarah disappeared into the château, and Kie and Pope retired to sleeping bags on the HMS Pogue. It was only you and JJ, poking at the ashes on the fire. 

“Soooo,” JJ dragged out, raising an eyebrow, “how are you feeling about your breakup?” 

You rolled your eyes, the inevitable topic of the week. You dropped the stick you had been poking around with. 

“Fine I guess, kinda lonely.” You laid back on the blanket, laying a hand across your stomach. 

“You can’t be lonely when I’m here,” JJ jumped up, dragging his blanket towards yours. He laid down hitting his head on yours. 

“Ow, watch it.” You said bringing a hand to rub the spot. You laid, top of head to top of the head. You felt his hair, softer than any hair you’d ever felt. You lost yourself, running your hands in it.

His hand lazily draped itself onto your face, feeling your nose and eyes, and finally stopping to caress your jaw. His thumb found your lips and your hand halted it playing in his hair. His thumb slid across your upper lip, then pushed down on the bottom. You opened and his thumb slipped inside, he pushed down on your bottom teeth as you swirled your tongue around.

He slid the finger out, your lips smacking back together. 

“Good girl,” JJ whispered, your stomach filled with butterflies as your body began to tingle.

His hand disappeared from view and his head came back into view shortly after. He had a gentle smile on his face as you sat up. The two of you sat across from each other. 

“So Kelce really never touched your…” He finished by looking down, his eyes falling upon your breasts in the tank top.

“No,” you shook your head, looking down ashamed. You subconsciously began to pick at your fingers, trying your hardest to ignore JJ’s gaze on you. 

“No, don't be embarrassed,” he grabbed your hands to stop the picking, “some men just don’t know how to please a woman.” 

You let out a breathy laugh, your body shaking. His hand moved up from your hand to your arms. Squeezing lightly, his fingered tips were rough and calloused in comparison to your soft and tanned skin. He reached for the strap of your tank top, stopping. 

“May I?” He made eye contact, and you nodded. He moved the straps off your shoulders, you pulled the top over your head. You became alarmingly aware of how much skin was showing now. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he smiled down at you, his hands laying on your thighs, “here I’ll take my off too.” He lifted him off and you looked up and down his tanned and toned body. 

“Come on, you can touch,” he pulled your hand to his abs, “I know you want to,” he smirked at you winking. You allowed yourself to run your hands down his abs, feeling every line. You felt your way down his happy trail, tracing the band of his swim trunks. 

You pulled at them, letting them bounce back onto his skin. He let out a gasp and you a giggle. 

“Cruel,” he said, his hand moving forward, his finger grazing over your clothed cunt. Your body jumped, and you looked up and saw a smirk on his face. He continued to move his hand, reaching for the button of your shorts. 

He began to unbutton them, watching your face as you watched his hands. 

“Is this alright?” He asked, you nodded eagerly. “Hm?” He questioned your response. 

“Yes, it’s alright.” You said just wanted him to rip them off already. You laid back allowing him to pull them off. His hands met your hips, making you tense and relax. His finger plays with the bikini bottoms. His hands continued up until they were caressing your face, and he moved to straddle you. 

“So Kelce never did any of this?” His thumb moved back and forth across your face. 

“No,” you pressed your face into his hands, forcing more contact. 

“Do you want to keep going?” His eyes met with yours, piercing blue into yours.

“Yeah,” your voice was barely above a whisper. He moved his head down towards you. Connecting your lips, finally giving you some release. His tongue pressed into your mouth, and you gasped for air. His tongue fought with yours in a playful way, leaving you on the edge of dominance. 

His hands kneaded every inch of your body, finally landing on a breast. You moaned in response, you chuckled into the kiss. 

“Such a good girl,” he praised your noises, and your body tingled again, “tell me how good I make you feel,” one hand moved up to your throat and squeezed lightly, “tell me.”

“Mhmm so good,” you barely responded through your moans. 

He moved down, pulling your breasts out of its cup, his mouth attached to your tit. His tongue moved around widely while he sucked. His hand moved down slipping into your bottoms. His finger moved along the slit. 

“Please,” you begged through moans. He slid a finger in, pumping it in and out. You moved your hips, wishing to feel more. He lifted his head from your chest and smirked up. He slid another finger in, making a different feeling arise. He began to move his fingers differently, hitting your g-spot. You bucked your hips up, he moved his fingers faster. Your stomach tightened, and your hand gripped JJ’s forearm. You could feel his muscles tensing with every movement. Your entire body tensed up, ecstasy taking over. You dug your nails into his arms, his fingers still pumping in and out. 

“One more,” he urged you, his hand continuing its movements. Quickly your stomach released and tightened again. You pushed your legs together, JJ’s free hand moving to push them open, he continued moving his fingers in and out. 

“Come on darlin.”

“Fuck,” you whined out, and your leg began to shake involuntarily. Your body is filled with static, an overwhelming feeling taking over your body. 

“Good, just like that,” JJ said, his voice gruff and demanding. He stopped, slowly pulling out his fingers. His hand traveled up your mouth, his fingers lightly grazing your skin. He pushed his fingers in your mouth, making you taste yourself, “so good for me.”

He pulled up your bikini bottoms, his hands resting on your hips. 

“Thank you, JJ,” your voice was surprisingly light and quiet. 

“Anytime you need baby,” he laughed his normal JJ laugh, laying down on his back, “now go to sleep,” he was using his fake authoritative voice. You did so, watching the stars above you, the view interrupted by tree branches above

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I won't lie this has been sitting in my drafts unfinished for so long(like fr since season 2 was released)! I figured this was the perfect time to finish and post it. I hope everyone enjoys!!!

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[supermarketbae]

Hello!

Could you do a cute Billy Hargrove x fem reader were they are secretly dating and the party are slowly figuring it out. Like max is confused why Billy is being a lot nicer. Eddie, Steve, and robin wants to know who keeps calling reader when they hangout at her house.

You can write the end however you like! Love your writing! Have a great day!

OMGGGG THANK U SO MUCH LOVE!! (also i'm back taking class courses again so sorry if I've responded late. bAcK To SchOOl FolKs *nerdy goth noises* this can be read as a part three but its fine on its own.

Billy Hargrove x fem reader

What's Best?

Naughty and not so nice the series

The sun had just set, leafless trees casting long shadows around the warm room as their spindly woven branches wafted softly against the windows a sound accompanied by joking and stupid dares. Your friends were oblivious to the sun starting to sink below the horizon. Everyone was happy to finally find some time to hang out together. How late it was getting was a small, trivial matter that was forgotten in the spirit of laughter and much needed relaxation. Max was thoroughly appalled when Billy made no objection in bringing her along to your house, and you thought she had keeled over when, instead of leaving he walked right in with her.

Robin glanced at you questioningly through the night. But you paid it no mind. Billy was starting to be roped into your little group of misfits, and there was nothing you would rather have more. "Soooo what's this talk I hear of my little baby having a boyfriend?" Eddie drawls smacking your butt playfully as he grabs a coke from the counter "Never thought you'd have it in you doll." he continues smirking sarcastically. Your heart shudders for a beat as you subtlety make eye contact at Billy from across the room, you scowl gently as you see his shoulders shaking in silent laughter "Bitch." you say pointedly turning back to Eddie to slug him in the shoulder.

"Wonder who he is, since you practically skip when the phone rings." Eddie smiles grabbing at your hair musing it up. "I do not!" you say wide eyed a light blush settling on your cheeks. You don't dare to look at Billy again to see his reaction. But to your relief, your embarrassment falls on deaf ears as the others continue enjoying themselves. You lean back on the counter as you watch the sight before you; Nancy and Robin talking together on the couch, Robin blushing lightly as she talks animatedly, Nancy grabbing her arm. Dustin, Mike, El, Will, and Max geeking out about some intricate thing. You find yourself smiling softly, blissfully unaware of Billy's approach behind you, that is until strong arms wrapped discreetly around your waist.

"What's up doll." his gravelly mumble tore at your chest causing your heart to constrict. "Nothing much, handsome," you whisper back voiced honeyed but still drooping low. "hands to yourself while you're at it too." you chide teasingly, pinching lovingly at his forearm. Your giggle echoes louder when Billy nips at your shoulder. The sound traveled sharply, catching the attention of your observant friend, Max glances up briefly surprised at the sight of you. She cocked her head in elegant confusion noticing Billy's usually scowling face in a radiant grin. Even more so that he was that close to you.

You caught her eye. A silent promise lay in them.

A soft smile.

She wanted what was best for him too.

And as she watched his face crinkle in laughter as you kissed his cheek secretively, she knew that you were, inevitably, what was best.

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AHHHHHHH im sososososoossoso sorry i started up classes and OMLLLLL @unamused-boss thank you so much for requesting and I hope this brought your idea justice mllll thank you darlingggg

[house-of-daena]

I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED 🔥🔥🔥

random assorted thoughts. imma just ramble about dotty tbh.

like teaching him how to kiss, spending time alone together in the remains of some khaenri’an mech, his body pinned between yours and the moss-covered walls, lips locked together in a slow, shy dance as you move at his pace. there’s little he can complain about, his face dusted with an adorable blush and knees damn near useless by the time you push your tongue against his, the cute thing that was your nerdy boyfriend absolutely head over heels with the way you claim everything about him as yours. he’ll probably scold you later for how you have him fucking drooling at how good it felt. make sure to kiss him again when you get back to your dorms, just to see him chase after your lips from expecting another looooooong makeout session. maybe get him so used to it that you can kiss him to sleep, something so soft and loving and comforting that his eyes flutter shut as you hold him in your arms and keep your mouths together.

get him obsessed with you!!! pretend to ignore him to get him craving the moment he shoves you into some empty room, clothes discarded around you both as he possessively tightens around you, ignoring the growing burning of his thighs as he slams himself down again and again. take him with you to the library just to see him press his thighs together as he remembers how well you fucked him the last time you both were there— so why not sneaking your hand down his pants and shamelessly start stroking his leaky cock or coax his sex to grow wetter, get fucking soaked before plunging your fingers inside. push his face into your bare neck when he sits on your lap, get him to finally put some bite behind his cute bark of claiming you for the world to see that you’re his, feel him nick at your neck before finally sinking those sharp teeth into your skin, feel him moan at your taste and start rutting against your thigh as he laps up your blood.

even as the mad doctor, don’t hesitate to bend him over a cold operating table, make the nerd from ages ago reappear in the way he stutters as he begs for all of your attention on him, mask falling off and eyes rolling back as you sink yourself into him like you’ve done so many times before. use a flimsy excuse of it being too cold in your room to get him under you, pale legs thrown over your shoulder as you pump him full of your warmth and love again and again, listen to how he mewls and begs for more even when he can’t even hold his head up to look at you and his legs are shaking from the overwhelming pleasure. get him riled up after you flirt and bed some of his clones, get him possessive all over again as he makes them all watch how well he takes you, how he’s the original and your whore, pull him back down to fluster him and to see the others blush from the lewd, wet slapping of your bodies not made any better with your release now dripping down from his hole and adding to the filthy liquids and the scent of sex that absolutely permeates the room now.

and now imma get ready for sunday church ✌️

AHHHHHHH OH NH GOSHHHHHH this had me screaming 😭 all of this... omg... im on my knees...

you had me locked in at the word 'teach'. nothing like teaching your poor inexperienced boyfriend who's all too smart for his own good! he's always sososo cute when you kiss him, bc he's trying to get used to it, but his heart is pounding so hard and he's blushing ashhdkgkdhcs... he still refuses to admit that u make him feel sooo good 💞 he just loves loves loves to make out like he developed a habit where he'd just stare at ur lips for a long period of time wondering when will u kiss him again (u just kissed him a few minutes ago)

getting him obsessed omg.. whether it's intentional or not, he's so into u that he's thinking of u all the time... he loves u so much his heart could burst and at the same time he needs u so fucking bad allll the time. you've turned him to be such a whore for you.. just insinuate smth lewd to his ear and he's glaring at you with his cheeks completely flushed, crossing his leg and biting his bottom lip. he gets sooo possessive when u pretend to ignore him like hello?? ur being rude to ur one and only bf?? you should be paying attention to him!! look at him!! and if u still ignore it ooo he's gonna make u, choking on your dick, slobber all over it, his chest and covered with this saliva and bits of ur cum after sucking u for soo long, loving the way you moan his name, eyes only on him, just the way it should be 💞

reminding him allll the nasty stuff you've done outside. especially in the library where you took his virginity 💕 he will never forget that no matter how long he lives.. omg and he loves biting u all the time!! all the marks he gives u is a testament that yes!!! he owns you!!! you're his lover and anyone else tries to get with u with their grubby hands will be faced the wrath of zandik 😤😤 he will whine and complain if u conceal his love bites with make up or a turtle neck..

AND YESS reminding dottore of his place, of how your relationship came to be, by fucking him so hard he's crying and sobbing. he's not il dottore, the second most powerful person in the fatui... nope! just your nerdy husband who likes to get fuck until he can't walk anymore, pumped with cum to the brim and leaving his hole all puffy n abused 😊 no one can take u like he does! centuries of being his lover has made his body into the most perfect fucktoy you'll ever have, his segments can't even compare! he gets sooo jealous when u fuck another segment but oh he can't do anything about it bc it's his punishment, all tied up with a vibrator at max intensity deep inside him, but his cock was left out, neglected as he's forced to watch u wreck his segments instead of him :( oooo he'd be crying and begging for mercy, cursing at his segments...

also zandik used to wear rope under his uniform all the time to impress you... to feel like he belongs to u in such a salacious manner 💕 he had to stop bc it would make his skin burn after a while so! you gave him something far more ethical and better for his sensitive, scarred skin! the ones u see him wearing now, with cyan silk stitched onto it bc ur so thoughtful, your name on the one around his neck! he absolutely adore it 💕

[dollfaceksj]

you said you want to keep toapp going for as long as you can so i have a feeling it’s clearly not their last time. plus, where’s yoongi?!?

yoongi has been summoned. #19 lets go ↓

warnings: i wanted to add more stuff to the camping trip like a hiking scene and whatnot but honestly im so over the camping trip arc i just wanna get it over with so this is pretty rushed 😭

taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #19

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you stir

and awaken

why are you so? warm?

oh

you are

cuddled up into jungkook

your back into his chest

his arm around your waist

his nose buried in your hair

you glance over your shoulder

jungkook is still sound asleep

he looks

cute :(

you glance at your phone, it’s 7am. it you and jungkook’s turn to prepare breakfast

you gently shake him

“jungkook,” you say, “wake up.”

he stirs and then turns on his back

rubbing his face

he mumbles, “sorry.”

you shake your head. “it’s okay, i just want to wake you up for breakfast. it’s our turn to prepare.”

he nods his head and sits up, running a hand through his disheveled hair

you crawl out of the tent and stretch your limbs, yawning loudly before you go wash up

he slowly follows you out and you both start preparing breakfast in silence

the air is

tense?

awkward?

weird?

you don’t know what it is

but you don’t really speak to jungkook and he doesn’t speak to you while you both prepare

maybe it’s for the best

:/

about half an hour later, breakfast is ready and you take your time gathering your clothes to head into the bathhouse about 20 mins further

you have to wait for everyone to finish eating cause you can’t drive and someone needs to bring you

you watch as the seats around the table starts filling up

and you take your seat next to yoongi

he pours orange juice into your cup and rubs your shoulder. “how’d you sleep?”

you smile at the question. “i slept pretty well. you?”

“hoseok only punched me once in the mouth so i’d say i slept better too.”

you giggle at his joke and slap his thigh under the table

“hey uh,” he starts, “when we get back home..”

you tilt your head once he trails off, he sounds hesitant

he continues, “will you let me take you out?”

wow

ah

AAAAA

need him rn.

you smile. “like? on a date?”

he chuckles and shakes his head at your silliness. “yeah, like on a date.”

you pretend to hum in thought. “i thought we weren’t anything serious,” you tease.

he nods his head. “you’re right, but i think it’s proper manners to buy a lady a meal before we,” he pauses and glances at you, “get to the not-serious stuff.”

oh

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

okay!

well.

you lick your lips and chew on the loose flesh on your lips.

“so? what do you say?” he asks without even looking at you as he pours himself orange juice and reaches across the table for something to eat

he’s so

nonchalant

fuck

“i say that i’d like that.”

a smile tugs on his lips as he listens to your words, still not looking at you and it makes him look so fucking cocky

he asks; “do you have class tomorrow?”

“until 12pm.”

“good. i’ll pick you up at 6.”

ah

ahhhh

AHHHHHHH

so

….

he’s so….

hmmmm

you sheepishly reply, “okay.”

he keeps his hand respectfully on your knee, not moving it an inch toward your thigh

but it still raises goosebumps on your skin

his big hand

he’s so perfect wow

you bring your attention back to your plate and raise your cup to your lips

you hum in content

you let your eyes roam over the rim of your cup

only to make eye contact

with jungkook.

you feel a bit

uncomfortable.

he’s staring very… intensely.

did he hear everything?

it almost makes you choke on your juice

ugh it’s just breakfast and the days already wearing down on you

just… make the most of it

hours have passed, you’ve done a few more activities with the group

it’s time to head home

you’ve been hanging with yoongi, getting to know him better

isabella and hyunjoo have been stuck to jungkook since breakfast

not that you care

as long as he gets that affection he so desperately seeks

joon begins, “so we’ve decided to just send everyones luggage back home in seokjins car. we’re gonna need an extra person with him cause we can’t trust seokjin too much.”

“hey! i’m responsible,” seokjin replies in a disapproving tone

everyone just ignores seokjin’s outburst. “who’s gonna drive back home with seokjin-hyung?” joon asks as everyone disassembles their tents

everyones looking around

but you suddenly hear

an all too familiar voice

speak up

“i think yoongi-hyung should go.”

what the fuck jungkook

OH GOD

yoongi turns surprised to jungkook and jungkook is just staring back head-on

this damn junior and his lack of respects for seniors!!!

“i just think he’s the most responsible of us all.” he says as he shrugs his shoulders.

you glare at the side of jungkook’s face but it seems like people are starting to agree with him

“alright, i’ll go.” yoongi doesn’t make a fuss and without hesitation starts loading the bags into seokjin’s trunk

you keep glaring at jungkook’s cheek until he turns to look at you

he stares at you without a word on his lips for you and then turns on his heels and walks away from you

walking to go disassemble his tent

you snatch your suitcase and head towards yoongi, handing it to him

“you gonna be fine without me?” yoongi asks as he takes your suitcase and stuffs it in the trunk

you shake your head. “how will i live?”

he chuckles at your joke and then turns to you, reaching out to smooth out the scrunch between your brows with his thumb

“you’re too pretty to walk around with a frown like that.”

ugh

pretty

pretty.

now another’s man’s words keep clouding your mind

playing on a repeat

the image of his black eyes staring into your soul flashing vividly in your mind

‘you can take it, pretty. can’t you?’

‘that’s it, pretty. look at you.’

‘fuck yourself on my dick, pretty. just like that.’

ughhhh

that damn junior corrupted your brains. you need to be cleansed.

“that’s because i’m actually serious. i was looking forward to the train ride back with you.” you continue to pout

he chuckles and reaches out to rub your bottom lip with his thumb

“don’t look at me like that,” he quietly says

again…

something jungkook has said to you too

:///

“like what?”

“like you want me to kiss you.”

he’s

so

you reply, “that’s because i do.”

he licks his lips and rolls his tongue against the inside of his cheek

he respectfully places his hand on your waist and pulls you closer to him, closing the distance

your hands instantly meet his arms, squeezing his biceps

he cups the back of your head and inches closer to your face until he’s pressed his lips against yours

and you fucking melt

his lips are so damn soft like you could write a novel about it

you move your hands to his chest and rub it gently, wanting to feel more of him

he parts from your lips and brings his thumb up to stroke over your bottom lip

“pout is gone.”

and with that, he turns his attention back to loading the car

fuck

ah fuck

he’s not gonna make it easier for you

you turn on your heels to head back to the rest but you bump into something

that something being

jungkook’s chest

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

for fucks sake!!!

these coincidences are getting ANNOYING

“ow,” you mumble as you stumble back but two hands on your waist from the back and two hands on your waist from the front keep you from tumbling to the ground

oh

yoongi

and

jungkook

are both holding you

:))))

“are you okay?” yoongi immediately asks with a soothing hand still on your back

you nod your head. “yeah.”

jungkook’s hands linger on your waist and he doesn’t take them off until you shoot him a look

he slowly peels his hands off you and then stuffs his own bag in the trunk

you walk past him and gather with the others

you wave goodbye to seokjin and yoongi once they’re finished

you hope they don’t notice anything in the car you’d die of embarrassment 😭

and they could

quickly make the connection

and if word got out

and it reached taehyung…..

he’s already brought up home……

you know

where the both of u are from

fuck

just calm down

they won’t notice anything

you’re walking back to the train station with the rest

“jungkook! what are your plans for when we get back home?”

you hear isabella talking to him

but you’re walking ahead of them

walking with tae and jimin

he replies, “probably gonna play, haven’t been online in awhile. you?”

ugh

“oh! i have no plans. can i come over and watch you play?”

watch him play?

eye roll

like what does that even do

i mean sure theres a big audience for gamers that stream playing games because people enjoy watching others play

but jungkook? be serious

“oh. sure, why not?”

tae nudges you with his arm. “have you talked to him yet?” he whispers

you frown. “to who?”

he rolls his eyes. “jungkook,” he mouths.

you shake your head in response and watch him quietly sigh

ugh

you made it a whole lot more fucking complicated than it needed to be dude

why did you have to fuck him

the rest of the walk there is filled with quiet small talk and taehyung telling you about the skins he got in fortnite

once you reach the train station, hoseok checks to make sure everyone has everything in order

a few minutes later you board the train

and right

when you want to

go sit down

with jimin and tae

you’re tapped on your shoulder

by tae

“go sit with jungkook.”

????

what the hell?

“and why would i?” you question with a neutral tone to your voice

“did you forget our talk yesterday? if he only interacts with girls that he sleeps with, it’ll always stay the same for him. go talk to him.”

YOU’VE ALSO SLEPT WITH JUNGKOOK SO IT WOULDNT BE ANY FUCKING DIFFERENT!!!!

but of course you can’t tell tae that :))

because you were stupid :)

and horny :)

ugh. not to be harsh but how is jungkook’s mental state your problem?

girl.. you were the one that wanted to cuddle him yesterday. clearly you care about his mental wellbeing

you sigh and get up

and make your way to jungkook’s booth

where he’s seated

with hyunjoo and isabella

:)

jungkook’s sitting by the window

isabella is next to him

hyunjoo is across from him

so you take your seat next to hyunjoo

the girls welcome you with a kind smile and small talk

but that little shit is staring you down with such a bratty look in his eyes

what a little CUNT

what is his problem?

you need a way to get rid of the girls

you lie, “i’m here to talk about … the thing.”

jungkook frowns at you for a moment before he realizes what you’re trying to do. “oh, right. that.”

you glance at hyunjoo and isabella and then turn to jungkook. “shall we talk about it in private?”

he licks his lips and you KNOW he wants to push your buttons and tell you that you can just say it here

but to your surprise, he rises to his feet

and starts heading to another booth

you excuse yourself from the girls but they don’t seem to mind, engaging in convo on their own

you follow jungkook and sit across from him in the empty booth

you both just sit there in silence

quiet

you blink at him

and the silence drags on

for

what seems like forever

and he’s finally had enough. “is there something you want to say?”

you cross your arms over your shoulders and shrug your shoulders. “not really.”

if you tell him tae wants you to bond with jk after he always told him to stay away from you, he’ll know something is going on

he’ll know tae told you his private matters

so you just need tae to believe you’re talking w jk

he narrows his eyes at you for a moment but doesn’t question anything and then glances out the window, eyes scanning the trees that zoom by

you both sit there in silence, sometimes stealing glances at each other

it’s already been an hour

pure silence

somewhere during the trip, about an hour into it, jungkook holds his hand out

you frown

??

his hand

why is he giving you his hand

you slowly place your hand in his, back of your hand facing up

he glances at your hand and then at you, a quiet chuckle leaving his lips

he brings your hand to his mouth and gently kisses your knuckles before placing your hand back on your knee

“that was cute but i meant your phone.”

oh

OH

well how the hell!!! were u!!! supposed to know!!

you narrow your eyes at him in suspicion. “why the hell do you want my phone?”

he rolls his eyes. “stop making a fuss about every little thing and just give it to me.”

this

damn

junior

SO DISRESPECTFUL!!!!

(its kinda hot)

but he needs to be punched!!!

you dig into your pocket and pull it out

unlock it

and hand it to him

he ticks away on your phone and you just stare at him in anticipation

then he hands you back his phone

when you wrap your fingers around it and pull back, there’s resistance

jungkook won’t let your phone go

you glance up from your phone

you cock an eyebrow at him

and he’s just staring at ou

then he leans forwards

winks at you

lets go of your phone

gets up

and heads back to the booth with isabella and hyunjoo

leaving you all alone

hes so

fucking

cocky

jerk.

you look down at your phone

it’s open on instagram

??

did he just…?

‘You accepted @.jungkook97’s follow request!’

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Getting pwyc vibes from this gif https://www.tumblr.com/nickfowlerrr/716041933395558400?source=share

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ahhhhhhh 😭 don’t give me any ideas, i have so many wips i need to tend to. 😩 but god the urge is so strong to write a little drabble inspired by this because it’s absolutely them 🥺🖤 bucky is on her any chance he has…. oh fuck, okay. who am i kidding. here we go.

his favorite pillow

pairing: pwyc!bucky x curvy!reader

warnings: ooey gooey softness. not really anything. also i wrote this in 3rd person pov for some reason? so there’s that lol.

words: 752

notes: i legit just wrote this so not at all edited lol sorry for any mistakes. thank you in advance for reading, i hope you enjoy this! as always, feedback and reblogs are welcome and so appreciated. 🩵

She can just be lounging on the couch, reading a book or lazily watching a movie on television when Bucky walks by and sees her.

It’s not ten seconds before she feels his weight on her as he lays himself down without a word, his head burying itself in her chest as his arms rest on either side of her.

He takes a moment to enjoy her warmth and the soft skin of her cleavage against his face before he lets himself get really comfortable, shimmying down her body just a bit as he lets his head lay back down.

Her hands are already coming up to run through his hair, holding him gently as he relaxes even further into her. A soft moan tumbles from Bucky’s lips under her attention, his eyes already fallen closed.

His face is on her soft tummy as she cradles his head against her chest. When he feels her lean down, placing a delicate kiss on his hair, he swears his heart almost hurts from how full it is.

He never thought he would have this. Never thought anyone would care about him the way she does. He doesn’t deserve it. He knows that. But she’s still here. And she still loves him. He can feel it with every brush of her fingers through his hair. With every relaxed inhale she takes. With every beat of her precious heart that he’s vowed to never break again. And he knows she’ll deny it, argue semantics, but he’ll go to his grave saying he loves her even more.

Her soft laugh catches his attention as he turns his face up to meet her eye. She’s smiling down at him, her eyes twinkling. “You’re like a cat,” she laughs again, her voice quiet, almost a whisper. Bucky has a sleepy smirk on his face as he nuzzles into her again, his hand framing her soft waist, holding her lightly.

“Can’t help it. You’re too comfortable,” he insists.

“You can just grab a pillow,” she tells him, but they both know she enjoys this just as much as he does. When he’s this close, his weight on top of her like it is, she revels in the feeling. Not just warm or content, but safe. Cherished. Loved.

She never thought this was possible, not really. Sometimes, when she’s looking back on the beginning, she worries it’s all in her head. That she’s deluding herself into being this happy. But then moments like this happen. Again and again. And she knows, without a doubt, it’s real. The unadulterated happiness she feels when she’s with him now, it’s nothing but genuine. She couldn’t help it even if she wanted to.

She used to resent herself for it. But she can’t anymore. She won’t. She cares for him. She loves him. Maybe more than she should. But who’s to say. And why should it matter? She knows he loves her just as much. They’re a match made by the fates.

His fingers flex against her waist as he fondles her softly. That sly cheshire grin on his lips cause a brow to quirk on her face as she waits for him to respond.

“You are my pillow. My favorite pillow,” he smiles unabashedly as she rolls her eyes at him, a hint of a smile of her own threatening to play on her lips. He laughs and lets his head rest on her once more, her fingers returning to his hair as they lay together.

It’s quiet again, save the low hum of the television playing. It’s peaceful. Calm.

She smiles as she realizes their breathing has synced. A minute passes and she hears a soft snore coming from Bucky as he naps on her. Gently as she can, not wanting to wake him, she leans her head down once more, placing another soft kiss on him.

His hand ever so slightly squeezes her supple flesh in his sleep as she plays with his hair.

She soon feels herself growing more and more drowsy, too. His warmth and weight lulling her. It isn’t long before they’re both sleeping easily, being held delicately by one another.

His hold on her a symbol of his softness for her, a reminder of the true Bucky, whose warmth was reserved for her alone. A promise to always keep her with him - cherished, safe, and protected. Her hold on him much the same. An unspoken promise of commitment - her care and love for him, despite it all, ceaseless.

(this gif is not indicative of what “reader” looks like.)