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joshscurlyhair · 2 years

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☽ 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 - 𝕛𝕠𝕤𝕙 ☽ [𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥]

18 + MINORS DNI !!

Warnings: Oral, unprotected sex, etc.

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: Hey y’all this is a late Halloween post cause I’ve been so busy with college but here it is! Enjoy!

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“ Thank you ma’am! “ The little boy says cheerfully to me in his firefighter costume. I give a warm smile in response and nodded.

I shut the door and placed the bowl of candy on the side table as I went back on the couch sitting down while Hocus Pocus was playing in the background.

RING RING RING

I jumped at the sudden loud noise that my phone made. I scramble in my pockets for my phone as some candy wrappers flew out.

“ Hey what’s up? “ I said to my best friend Tamara as I start to walk around my house. “ Hey girl hey! How’s Halloween going for ya this year? “ , I give a chuckle, “ Oh, like how it is every year, giving out candy to the kids as I watch the house as my parents are gone to their Halloween party every year “

“ Wellll, wanna change that up? “ She asks as I can tell she is smirking behind the phone. “ What are you planning? “, “Welll, do you got a costume yet? “. “ Yeah you know I dress up every year, even though kids are really the only ones seeing my costume “

“ Perfect! Soooo Sam and the boys decided to make a Halloween party for this year! It’s tonight it starts at 8pm, you wanna come? “

“ Ugh Josh is gonna be there “ I say rolling my eyes. Me and Josh never quite gotten along since we’re opposites. He’s the loud and obnoxious one while I’m calm and reserved one.

“ Ugh don’t let him ruin your night girl. Now what do you say?! “ She asks getting excited

I stop in my tracks and look up to the ceiling thinking since I’m typically a home-body

There was a brief pause as I thought

“ Alright alright- I’ll show him “ I say giving a smirk

You could hear her squeal over the phone. “ Eeeee! Okay I’ll pick you up at 8pm!! “

We say our goodbyes as I hit the red button. I looked at the corner of my phone and see it’s already 6:45 pm

Minds well get ready right now and re-adjust, I always hate to feel rushed

With that I headed over near the door turning off the light switch that was connected to outside. I headed into my room and blasted some music to get me in the mood as I swayed my hips to the music.

I first started on my makeup that I knew would take the longest. I started putting on black eye shadow and eyeliner giving my eyes a more smoky sexy look. I then topped it off with some blush and a black lip.

I take a glance in the mirror, “ Damn I look good “. I then started on my hair just retouching it up a bit

I flip my hair back as I was scrunching it giving it some volume. I then take off the converse I was wearing with my costume, I instead got some sexy black knee high boots.

DING DING

‘ On my way! ‘ Tamara texts me. I give the text a thumbs up and head back downstairs waiting for her

BEEP BEEP

I hear her car honk as I jolt up and headed outside seeing her dressed as a sexy scarecrow.

“ Hey girl! Damn you look good! The boys might be all over you “

“ Aww thanks, you look good too I love the scarecrow idea! “

She smiles and she started to drive. “ So a lot of people coming huh? “ I say getting a bit nervous. “ Obviously “ I gulped as she started to drive.

For the remainder of the ten minute ride we spent our time talking about the hot gossip in college about professors, grades, students, you name it.

Tamara parked her car as I already see there’s like thirty cars already parked around the house. My stomach starts to get butterflies. “ Yeah I’m a bit nervous as well-“ She says getting two mini alcohol shots that she shoved in her bra. “-Here we might need this to cut off the edge “. She says as I nod and take the shot feeling the liquid burning my throat.

“ Okay ready? “ She asks me as I nod my head. She nods and we get out of the car feeling the cold air hit my skin. I look ahead and see others talking to one another with drinks in their hands, while on the other side had some guys playing beer pong.

Me and her then began to walk up towards the door hearing the music blasting as I could barley hear Tamara. “ Heyyy! You guys came! Welcome y/n ! Come on in get some pizza and some drinks “. Sam says opening the door with a smile on his face as he’s dressed up as a vampire.

We both head in and analyze around seeing colored lights hit every corner of the room while others danced along to the music.

“ Wanna get a drink?! “ Tamara yells aloud for me to hear over the loud music while I nod as we head over the kitchen where there’s plenty of drinks and pizza boxes spotted. I choose my drink and immediately start to chug it hoping these nerves go away. “ Jeez y/n “ Tamara says seeing you chug.

I cringe at the bitterness of the drink and put the bottle down knowing that’s enough for me. “ Buzzed yet girl? “ She asks chuckling as she takes a sip of her drink. “ Very much already “ I say chuckling. “ Let’s go dance! “. She says taking my hand leading me to the living room where everyone was dancing. You could feel the room hot from everyone’s body heat as you and Tamra squeeze in getting to the living room.

I close my eyes feeling the music through my veins, swaying my hips to the rhythm of the beat.

I start to feel something hard behind me, I open my eyes and turn around and see Josh smirking. I huffed and turned to Tamara, “ I’ll be back! “. She nods as I look at Josh annoyed rolling my eyes then squeezing past everyone to go to the backyard where there weren’t as many people. I open the sliding door and step outside feeling the cold air in my lungs getting some fresh air.

I could hear the sliding door open behind me and see Josh. “ What do you want Kiszka? “, I say annoyed not looking at him. “ Relax mama “

Why did that slightly turn me on

He steps next to me as I feel his presence beside me. “ Ugh leave me alone “ I say annoyed going around the backyard but Josh pushes me up against the wall looking me straight in the eyes. I fight against his grip as he held my hands above my head. “ Get off of me! “ I say as he covers my mouth harshly. He takes his finger and traces my thigh up and down as I get butterflies in my stomach.

“ You’re gonna fucking come with me “ He says looking at me in my eyes full of lust. He then yanks my hand and starts to head inside pushing through people to get upstairs. He pushed me in his room as I fall on his bed. He locks the door then turning around looking at me with lust full in his eyes biting his lip. “ Fuck, you were always so fucking beautiful to me “

Did I hear that right?!

He then attacks me with his lips on mine as our tongue start to intertwine. His lips tasted like alcohol and candy. I couldn’t help but moan into the kiss as he did as well. “ What the fuck Josh?! “, “ Oh shut up you like it. I can tell you’ve been waiting for this to happen “. He says slowly putting a hand under your panties as you gasp. “ And look who’s fucking wet “

You stare at Josh’s bulge and see he’s fully harden as he twitches in his pants. I sit up but Josh pushes me down on the bed, “ Lay the fuck down, I know you fucking want this you slut “.

He harshly rips your panties as you gasp, “ What the fuck?! “, “ Calm down mama I’ll buy you new ones “. He winks as his mouth was inches away from your pussy. You could feel his hot breath on your clit as you bit your lip. He gives one lick as your body shivers wanting more. “ Awww my needy little witch-“, “- Want more huh? “. He says with a devilish grin as I bit my lip and nod. He spreads you open and flicks his tongue against your sensitive spot. You couldn’t help but moan. “ You like that? “. You nod still biting your lip as he continues to flick his tongue against your clit now making you moan even more as you grab a fistful of his hair.

You could feel a knot in your stomach but he stops and stands up. “ Fucking suck it “ He says as I unzip his pants seeing how hard he was. I then slowly pulled down his boxers as his cock hit my face. He moans from the cold air hitting his cock. I grab his fully erected dick and wrap my lips around it gently. He whines from the warmth sensation. I smirk and then move my mouth up and down on his cock real slowly teasing him. “ Mmm fuck “.

I continue gently licking his cock and slapping it on my tongue watching him squirm. He harshly grabs me by the throat, “ Stop playing those fucking games-“, “-Fucking bend over “.

You bend over on his bed as he slams his huge cock in you with no mercy. You gasp and whine from how big he was stretching you out. He then starts to pound into you as slapping noises were heard in the room. “ Mmm fuck Josh “ I moan out. “ Fucking say my name and how much you love this dick fucking you “. “ Fuck Josh I love it so much I love your big dick pounding me “ I whine out loudly as the bed starts to shake faster and faster

“ Fuck I’m gonna cum “ Josh says panting as he bit his lip looking at your ass going up and down on his cock. “ I’m about to fuck your insides so hard right now “ Josh says picking up his speed now pounding me so hard that I thought the bed was about to break . “ Yes yes just like that right there- Ugh fuck I’m gonna cum Josh “

“ Fucking cum on my dick. Let me see those pretty fuckin juices “. And that alone was enough to let me finish. I give out one last moan as Josh did too as we both pant from the intense sex we just had.

He lays down next to me on the bed sweaty and trying to catch his breath. “ Can I tell you something y/n? “

“ Hmm? “

“ I really think you are beautiful. I always thought you were “

You give a warm smile hearing those words. “ To be honest, I always thought you were too. You can be a little shit sometimes though “ You say as you both laugh

#greta van smut #greta van fleet smut #greta van fleet fan fiction #josh kiszka smut #jake kiszka smut #danny wagner smut #sam kiszka smut

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bellewintersroe · 2 years

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Hello, I saw you were doing BoB ships and I was wondering if you could do one for me too🙈.

I'm 5'4, brown eyes and dark hair. I'm studying computer science at uni and work as a research engineer in the automotive industry, but I'm also bookworm and a hopeless romantic. I love journaling, reading historical fiction and watching WW2 movies (and also Disney) ,figure skating and I mostly listen to classical music, movie/games soundtracks and Taylor Swift. I'm an introvert and perfectionist with really low self-esteem and I really enjoy taking long walks in nature and late-night/early-morning car rides.

Thank you for your request!! <3

I ship you with… Don Malarkey!!

Listen as soon as you said hopeless romantic idk why I thought of Malarkey??

like just that scene where he goes to pick his uniform up from the women in England and he’s all shy and polite- it’s so cute.

I feel like Makarkey would adore your height, purely because can poke fun at you?

looks wise I don’t think he’d have a type but I always think brown hair and brown eyes can look so mysterious and cute so lets say he thinks that too.

No but seriously he’d think of you as the most beautiful person on earth. Like a literal Angel.

wouldn't swear around you. He’s a respectful KING.

Deffo would be a little shy and quieter, I feel like he’d soften his tone whilst speaking to you and the other men point this out and causes him to blush like crazy omg.

I think this would deffo spur him on to just ask you out on a whim, his palms would be sweating and he’d be so nervous for absolutely nooo reason at all cos it all goes so well for him and he’s so cute omg.

I feel like because you like early morning/ late night drives Malarkey would steal army jeeps and take you for spins.

he’d be so fun, omfg, lke whatever music you like he’d deffo end up blasting and enjoying himself.

any of the books / songs you’re into he’d deffo pretend to hate but one day you’d probably sneak up on him either humming along to the track or with his nose deep in the book.

you’d get so much satisfaction of telling him ‘I told you so’ and he’d probably get a little embarrassed and try to start play fighting with you.

loves play fighting, gets a little carried away/ excited, probs forgets his strength cos have you seen those biceps? Hello.

When Malarkey found out what you’d do for work omg he’d be soooo invested.

he’d do his best to understand it I’m sure, and support you every step of the way.

reading up on it now, Malarkey was/ is such an educated man, so I feel like sometimes you’d tell him something and he’d hit back with something super intelligent that you’re shocked at???

Like you- he’s a hopeless romantic omg, can literally not do enough for you?

Has a crush on you immediately, loves you pretty quickly too, gets a little worried others might steal you away, especially in the early days.

During harder times he still does everything and anything to spoil you. Like even if you don’t need anything Malarkey will find you something, a hat, a flower, a snowball? Like literally, needs you to be happy so he can be happy.

Would be terrible at figure skating omg, would fall on his butt every single time.

But he’d find it so sexy to watch you on the ice rink. Whilst he’s sat fallen on his bum watching you fly around he thinks he’s died and seen an angel.

bad at flirting but it’s super funny and dorky.

I feel like you’d have such a strong connection that you’d tell when he’s not feeling the best and vice versa?

alike you, I think taking him out into nature on a long walk would be sooo relaxing and peaceful for him. Like I don’t think he’d particularly want to talk about anything, but with you he’d just feel more at peace.

Would worry about you, especially after losing his good friends, he’s a little on edge, so just hold onto his hand anytime you’re in public pls.

if you were unwell he’d pace around you so anxiously. Constantly checking your temperature and trying to feed you medicine. Omg he’d be so so ontop of everything it would be so cute.

even though Malarkey is extroverted I think it would balance out your introverted side so much.

Would deffo look out for you in any kind of situation you find nerve wracking.

has to be touching you in some form.

If your self esteem is low I don’t think he’d understand at first because omg you’re beautiful and intelligent and just fucking amazing in general, what’s there to be self conscious about?

once you explain it a little more he’d understand (or try to) as much as possible. Like he’d compliment you as you were getting ready in front of a mirror and kiss your forehead- ugh he’d just be too sweet.

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platonically, I ship you with… Lewis Nixon!

Somebody would deffo get some classical musician mixed up (probs Liebgott) and you and Nix would correct him in sync.

Lewis would deffo raise a brow in amusement. He would be so impressed that somebody finally enjoys the same music genre as him.

after Lewis’s divorce maybe you two would just go on therapeutic drives? Like he probably won’t want to speak about it, but just enjoying company and somebody who just wants to drive around for hours on end.

Would deffo stand up for you if anybody messed with you.

like Malarkey, thinks you’re absolutely perfect so cant understand why your self-esteem is so low.

would probably give super good, casual compliments? Like he’d just randomly drop them in conversation.

super respectful of yours and Malarkey’s relationship, would deffo tease him for it.

smirks A LOT.

Would probs try to give you relationship advice lmao.

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emmafallsinlove · 1 year

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OH MY GOD HAVE YOU SEEN DICKINSON??? i loved it sooo much!!!! 😨😭😭💕 emisue made an actual crumbled piece of paper of my heart, i felt that relationship too closely and more so because of the actresses’ chemistry. like honestly i haven’t seen such a real and emotional media representation in a looong time and that needs to be well recognised! BUT YES the ivy references are SO obvious, it is for sure one of her greatest lgbt+ coded songs and a lot of straight swifties agree that the vibes are unquestionable!!! especially if you’ve watched that show too, like goddamn it just HITS (different) sksksk oh and i love watching fanvideos as well!

no need to apologise for rambling bestie!! i also do it and your replied put my fangirl shoes on lmao but to answer your questions; yes i’m excited about speak now tv because it’s another rerecording plus new content from the vault! though tbh i’m probably more excited about the rest. like i know for a fact 1989 and reputation are gonna bury me alive, i cannot even prepare myself for that. but i agree!!! mine is SO GOOD and it also has lgbt+ vibes imo! along with wonderland and cruel summer ofc, iykyk!! haha my faves from speak now are mine, better than revenge, last kiss, haunted and long live. so those are the ones i’m waiting for the most! ✨

ohh great, i’m a yntcd/me supporter too!! they don’t deserve the slander they get, i really don’t get it! i wish i had a vinyl player though… i’ve always loved vintage stuff and it’s a shame they’re so expensive, but i trust you 100% the sound coming from them must be something unparalleled. OMG wait you have tattoos!!! woah those look SO pretty, i’m obsessed! i’d say i’m more of a piercings girl but me and my gf have been discussing to get ourselves Seven tattoos, so that’s the one i’m wishing for (another great lgbt+ song if you ask me, also cowboy like me!) but my fave is rep, definitely another gay coded album if you just feel it that way… or i’m probably too gay for my own sake and i just like to queer code everything 🤦🏼‍♀️😂

alright this got unexpectedly long and i’m so sorry! please feel free to answer whenever you can and feel like to, no pressure here!! i just got too excited sharing these little things with you and getting ideas for a perfect gift! 💌😋 but i’ll see you soon, lots of love ! - 🌈

hiii hiii <33 sorry it took me some time to answer i had a crazy weekend and i was on vacation so i kind of stayed out of tumblr for most of it!

and yes ofc i’ve seen dickinson! i had like a whole dickinson era, i literally bought “open me carefully” but i haven’t even finished reading it because i’m having so much feels every time i’m opening this book but like. AHHHH how can people just say they were “best friends” or whatever? and i remember when i watched it and i was in my dickinson era i even started writing some draft about emisue + ivy. it’s actually not so popular tv show which kind of makes me sad because she’s soooo good! i didn’t got into the dickinson fandom actually but idk i haven’t seen many edits or headcanons. but ofc in ao3 there are great fics! and yes yes i agree with everything you had to say! the chemistry between the actress was so rare and it one of the best wlw representation we had in the recent years!

god i hope that in 1989 tv she’s gonna add a bonus track of style ft. harry styles because it’s been my dream since 2014 and i literally do not care about anything else. oh, and need (from the leaks) feels like a reputation tv vault to me?? like i feel it in the same vibe of ✨dress✨ but she couldn’t include both so she basically gave up on need for dress but i love dress so much as well so i’m like? i want to have both but. i don’t know if i’ll ever gonna get both, y’know? 😂

also yes now that you mention it rep has some gay vibes i haven’t noticed before!! like dress? getaway car?? gorgeous?? “only bought this dress so you could take it off”??? I MEAN HELLO also in a parallel universe it could be fitting for emisue! hmm maybe i will edit them with dress one day… we shall see….

and omg yeah seven tattoos could be so cool!!! and thank you i really love my tattoos <3 kind of funny to me how both of these songs I tattooed (ivy / august) talking about cheating and having illicit affair in a sense AMFHKFK but out of context i just really love the sentence of “to live for the hope of it all” idk how to explain it

can’t wait to hear from you again!! <3

#im having so much fun with it can we be besties after the event? :(#anon pride swiftie #ask*

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racingliners · 1 year

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F1 Re-Watch 2022: Round 18 - Japan

Mild shock, I actually watched C4 highlights for this one!! And oh boy the immense emo feelings I had during Japan last year 😭 (yes I still think about the fan forum at the track with all the green lights and just how utterly lovely the fans were to Seb).

Oh and the race happened too, with Seb being an absolute badass in his battle with Alonso (and various other farcical things I’d rather not discuss). So, let’s get into it!!

I’m actually soooo excited to finally see this race in full! I did enjoy watching highlights iirc, Suzuka Circuit is so beloved

This was a wet race iirc?? I can’t remember just how wet though

Must have been very wet be the replay is three and a half hours long

*bopping to the F1 theme as I type*

(it’s still not The Chain though)

somewhat fun fact I do just about remember watching the practice session when Verstappen made his F1 weekend debut, yes I have been here a WHILE

“The forecast is 100% rain for the duration of the race” oh, so it’s WET wet

anyway: Starting Grid whiplash

Lance P18. ow.

Mick P15, slightly less ow.

SEB P9!!!!!!!! INJECT ITTTTTTTT

Lewis P6 ☺️

JENSON COMMS HELL YEAH

also Yuki’s first home race, I cannot remember where he finished so if he doesn’t have a good race I will weep

[Formation Lap]: Oh no. That’s a lot of spray. I’m having Spa 2021 flashback.

“It’s gotten a lot wetter in the past five minutes” Ted I love you but that’s now what I wanted to hear

lol at that “The Battle for the Championship” graphic. We all know there was zero title battle last year 😭

arghhhhh I was excited now I’m nervous FUCK

Oh a Bono sighting that helps

[Start/Lap 1]: FUCK CHARLES V MAX LADS STOP IT

*distressed yelling*

oh no they’re saying Seb spun 😭😭😭😭

Sainz in the barrier 😳

aaaand Safety Car

Oh I do remember Gasly having some advertising boarding stuck to the front of his car

well, that was certainly a first lap

Seb spin replay, zero joy sparked

Ted also saying it’s now raining even harder 🥲

I heave clearly mis-remembered how much I enjoyed watching highlights.

[Lap 2]: oop red flag. We’re doing a Spa 2021 folks.

*rain delay content klaxon*

Helmet watch: Albon’s cherry blossom helmet is sooooooo pretty 😍😍😍

Alexa play Here Comes the Rain Again by Eurythmics bc there’s a river on the circuit

Charles just sat on the halo with his brolly, so unbothered

ayyyyy the car tents!!!!

The AM mechanics with their ponchos >>>>>>

(welcome to racingliners.tumblr.com where we talk about everything but racing)

Though granted, no rain delay will have anything on quali at COTA in 2015, forever unmatched

Oh fuck me these lap one replays are literally just grey, that’s really not fucking good

Ted offering to giveaway the discarded advertising boarding from Gasly’s car, peak sports journalism

also we’ve only had one race weekend of Dan back in RBR blue in 2023 and already seeing him in McLaren papaya looks off. wild.

ayyyy Lance is up to P11 and Mick’s in P10!!! didn’t even notice amongst all the carnage, love that for them

vefvahefuh Jenson defending Seb in the accidental violence against Fernando by saying he probably couldn’t see anything in the spray, the Sebson girlies (gn) stay winning

Breaking news: The Haas mechanics found the gazebo for Kevin’s car.

Yuki vibing in the the garage, if he does not have a good race I will RIOT

oop, the stewards haven’t given a re-start time yet. We really are doing Spa 2021 again.

Don’t cite the rules to us Crofty, we were there when they were written

“Cancel that right hand magic” Bono???? explain

Oh god not already talking about the title permutations 😭 I’m not strong enough for the impending nonsense

That and I’m also still trying to process what the hell Bono was talking about

Somewhat unrelated, Jenson talking about 2009 and I 🥺😭

“But I always used to swear at you” JENSON vfuivhesuhu

did not have Jenson on Crofty violence on my rain delay bingo

cut to shots of various drivers looking serious

I do love learning that Kevin’s hero is Evil Keneval though, ty F1 graphics team

cut to rain radar on the RBR pit wall, can confirm it’s still raining

(this rain delay is not quite passing the vibe check, Monaco was much more fun)

concerned Ferrari mechanics huddling around Charles’ car????? That is not reassuring

Lance sighting!!!

oh not the camera making it look like Laurent Mekies was by himself on the Ferrari pit wall 😭

once again, Bernd Maylander for driver of the day (he rolled down his window to say hi to the camera)

ugh Alex had an engine problem?! I will add that engine to my post-season sledgehammer list

oh race resuming in 15 mins???

“This is good race control” Words I never expected Ted to utter in 2022. I am in shambles.

Ted is also once again trying to flog the discarded advertising board from Gasly’s car, this time by signing it as if it’s from Gasly esbihsjrthij

Mr Kravitz the man that you are

“There will be more than one lap behind the Safety Car” oh we really are doing a Spa 2021. Cheers FIA.

Mandatory wet tyres, which makes a lot of sense.

(Trying to not get too incensed at the fact there was a tractor on the track before the red flag bc it’s almost 11am and I would like to have a nice day today but please know that the FIA are very very very dumb)

ANYWAY: Helmet watch: Lewis’s rainbow flower helmet is iconic af

Cut to the Seb fans 😭 I’m fine 😭

Oh. There is an actual river on the right hand side of the start-finish straight. That’s fine.

Helmet watch: Mick’s cherry blossom helmet is also very pretty

in conclusion: Cherry Blossom helmets? Cherry Blossom helmets.

“Restart suspended” WELP buckle down fellas we’re in for the long haul

God I hope F1 mechanics are paid well to deal with the FIA’s nonsense

They’re still running the trackside rollercoaster in the rain aerguherughs I’m glad some fans are having fun

Lando and Andreas chilling on the McLaren pitwall, unbothered

oh to be an F1 mechanic dishing out cups of tea during a rain delay

SEB SIGHTING!!!!

idk why he’s still in the car but my boy!!!!!

cut to more drivers looking serious

ooh the McLaren mechanics are dishing out soup now

while a fan in the grandstand has some ice cream, oh the duality of F1

F1 is such a technical sport that Aston Martin engineers will stick their hand out from under the pit wall canopy to see how heavy the rain is.

Hiiiii Yuki!!! 👋

Breaking news from the FIA medical car: the track is still wet

(oh what has this liveblog descended to?)

Oh I think the Haas mechanics win the rain delay tea award, one of them has a chocolate brownie.

replay of Lando’s start and.... you can barely see the rain lights of the cars in front in some parts. That is not good my dudes.

I am Esteban’s unimpressed shrug and Esteban’s unimpressed shrug is me

“What should have been a quacking race is actually one for ducks” ......Crofty

“You can’t see me but I’m pointing over there” Jenson comms >>>>>>

“Weather forecast: It’s raining” no shit Ferrari radar

oh the Medical Car is going round for another run. Guess what: it’s still wet.

Maybe it’s actually Bernd Maylander v Alan van der Merwe for Driver of the Day

d’aw Yuki waving to the main grandstand 🥺

“I’m rather pessimistic unfortunately” Me too Andreas, me too

The AM mechanics waving their arms and clapping at the fans in the grandstand 😭 I love Team Green so much 💚💚

LEWIS SIGHTING!!!!

eugsheu of course it was Mikey geeing up the crowd

cut to McLaren mechanics playing Uno. Now we’re getting into the good rain delay content

you know what stuff the Grand Prix, let’s just have the mechanics interacting with the crowd instead it’s 11/10 wholesome

aaaaand cut to a tiny duck swimming across a large puddle. It’s that wet.

Lewis and Bono sighting!! Merc seemingly don’t do paper cups, but team branded mugs instead

Breaking News: Zhou has a very tiny rubber duck with the number 24 written on it in sharpie

slightly less breaking news I’m almost two hours into the race replay

Oh. it’s apparently getting a bit brighter. Obviously I know we get some racing but I legit cannot remember how many laps we got.

“I am optimistic” Ted v Andreas in the pitlane at 3

LEWIS AND ANGELA SIGHTING!!!

Angela even got her name up on the screen, as she should

and I’m *now* two hours into the race replay

SEB AND MICK SIGHTING!!!!

*talks shit about you in German*

ngl I’m running out of things to talk about other then yelling every time I see my faves

Another AM mechanic going to wave at the crowd. Protect the mechanics at all costs!!

A mechanic and the crowd doing synchronised arm waving should not be making me emo. But yet, here we are

“But I’m staying positive” Ted is winning the optimism v pessimism war against Andreas

Seb at the AM pit wall looking at the radar. Shockingly, it’s still wet

Seb also looking very pretty but this is not breaking news.

‘Race will resume at 16:15 local time’ oh HELLO

cut to people manically sprinting up and down the pitlane

and then Kevin is just strolling over to his car, just viking things

aw someone from Aston went to give out caps to fans in the grandstand

“These cars are the best hoovers on the planet for water” I’m just going to take what Karun’s said and roll with it

Noooo someone at Alfa Romeo made a sign saying ‘You are the best’ and held it up for the fans to see 😭😭😭😭😭

I LOVE THIS DUMB SPORT SO MUCH

F1 personnel? Excellent. FIA and F1 big wigs? Very dumb. Hope this helps.

okay so because I had to give up watching this last night bc F1 Tv was being so laggy I have completely forgotten the running order so this is going to be fun

and oh my days the sky is finally light grey instead of dark grey it’s a miracle

[Lap 3]: THE CARS ARE ON TRACK!!!!!

actual liveblogging resumes, thank goodness

even though we’re behind the Safety Car bc it’s still really wet on track

‘Rolling start procedure’ I’m not sure I vibe with that

drivers reporting better visibility thank fuck

[Lap 4]: oh the Safety Car is still out that’s fine

I should note there’s no lap count on the screen so I’m just guessing that these are race laps

oh the Alpha Tauri mechanics using the tyre blanket to keep warm 🥺

oh never mind Ocon was talking nonsense the visibility for the cars in the midfield is actually not good

[Lap 5]: oof yeah. That is a lot of spray. Stop wanting to go racing just because you’re in P4 Esteban.

oh. the SC lights are off. we’re apparently going racing.

What has this race been?? I’ve absolutely no idea.

[Lap 6]: And we’re racing!!

Seb and Nicky have both pitted for Inters

There is A LOT of spray coming off the cars jeez louise

and Seb and Nicky have both been noted for an unsafe release defvoiheosh

[Lap 7]: Lando and Val also pitting for Inters

I am Anxious™️

Oh Kevin got past Lance on the inside of Degner 1.

[Lap 8]: Verstappen and Charles both pit for Inters. Did not expect we’d be doing the pitstop shuffle so soon

Lewis and Perez also in

and Russell

oh my god Alonso’s leading

the pit lane said DRAMA

SEB FASTEST LAP INJECT IT!!!!!

And he’s back into P10. NICE.

oh my days MICK IS P3

STOP THE RACE

[Lap 9]: Alonso also pits and Verstappen re-takes the lead

Lap 8 you chose WAY too much chaos

so literally everyone has pitted apart from Mick and Zhou

oh Val v Kevin. Viking on Viking violence.

[Lap 10]: Zhou pits for Inters.

Lewis in P6 and Seb in P7. The besties that race together stay together 🥰

Ocon v Mick v Lewis is giving me stress with all the spray

[Lap 11]: Seb into P6!!!!!

Meanwhile Verstappen and Charles have just zoomed off into the distance

[Lap 12]: and Mick finally pits

NICKY IN P8!!!! STOP! THE! RACE!

the spray situation has improved a little bit, thank fuck

[Lap 13]: okay the on-track action has calm down a little bit

George don’t you dare get past Yuki

[Lap 14]: 7 seconds between Verstappen and Charles....

that does not pass the vibe check

oh jeez not people starting to complain about their tyres already. Pirelli make a better range of wet tyres challenge.

[Lap 15]: “We are expecting some spots within two minutes” With all due respect Xavi SHUT UP I do not want to know

Noooooooo Russell got past Yuki

RUDE

[Lap 16]: Lewis is still chasing down Ocon for P5

And Charles is seemingly not having a fun time with his tyres

“It is starting to unravel a bit for Charles Leclerc” Charles’ 2022 season in a nutshell tbh

“Alonso is rapid behind Vettel” how about no

[Lap 17]: Let’s hear it for column two of the sliding points scale apparently

ngl this Ocon v Lewis battle is actually pretty good

Let’s actually hear it for some MIDFIELD SPICE!!! 🥳

[Lap 18]: Seb v Fernando... it’s 2012 all over again

are we... going to get more pit stops???? with 16 minutes left???

[Lap 19]: ahhhhh cut to Seb v Fernando I’m ANXIOUS

stop talking about the gap between Verstappen and Charles I don’t. want. to. know.

Oh Zhou’s pitted for more inters. inch resting.

Not Lewis thinking about going around the outside of 130R. THINK OF MY NERVES

[Lap 20]: Okay he thought about it again on the main straight but Ocon is defending like it’s Hungary 2021

oh Lance and Gasly have pitted 👀

Lewis I know you’re the king and the goat but stop trying to pass round the outside of 130R MY HEART CANNOT TAKE IT

[Lap 21]: Yuki has also pitted

Perez within striking distance of Charles in 2 laps????

Ferrari what are you doing???

“Are you sleeping?” Okay that was funny Checo awifheoiaguh

[Lap 22]: Ten minutes remaining klaxon

Lewis is still behind Esteban

He did not try getting past througb 130R, my blood pressure is very thankful

[Lap 23]: Alonso’s pitted 👀

welp there’s Charles in front of Perez

[Lap 24]: slightly less joy being sparked from watching Charles v Perez knowing just how slow the Ferrari has been this race

And Alonso is up into P8

Lewis is still behind Esteban

[Lap 25]: 5 minutes left klaxon!!

iirc Charles gets a 5 sec penalty for something???

[Lap 26]: And again I’m on my “You should get the fastest lap regardless of whether or not you’re in the top 10″ soapbox. Show the non-top 10 cars some respect!!!

also just over 2 mins left

This has certainly been A Race™️

[Lap 27]: Anyway Seb still in P6 which is all that matters

I’m equal parts watching Charles v Perez, the gap between Lewis and Ocon and the countdown clock I’m getting very cross-eyed

[Lap 28]: FINAL LAP

I’m equal parts relieved and exhausted

Alonso passes Russell

[Finish]: Verstappen won quelle surprise

Ohhhhh Charles cut the chicane, that’s what the pen was for

I mean he doesn’t have it yet but I know it happens adfvgheugh

Ocon P4, Lewis P5

AND SEB P6!!!!! A KING!!!!!

No points for Yuki but he still had a decent home race!!

NICKY P9!!!! GOATIFI REIGNS SUPREME!!!!!

Whew. That happened. (Not discussing the post-race title nonsense bc 1. it’s been months and 2. I don’t have the energy).

Obviously watching wet races like this back is much better because you know that all the drivers were thankfully fine. If I had been watching it live I would not have enjoyed it as much. But, (rightful) rain delay aside, once the race did get going it was fun to watch with all the overtakes and proper battles.

So overall 7 front wings out of 10. Next race: USA!

#F1 Re watch #F1 2022 re watch #F1 Liveblog #Japan edition #fun fact I had to watch this race over two days bc F1 TV was being that laggy #smh

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slutboybarbie · 3 years

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This was an ask from my other acc @spikefromlr because I wrote the first part there!

These Boots Are Made For Cleanin’

Sub!Harry x CEO!Reader

18+

Warnings/Summary: Boot Worship(nothing crazy), Oral Sex(m receiving), Degradation, some Praise, Mistress kink

A/N: I have soooo many ideas for this honestly so I might make this like, a mini series or something.

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She knew. She had to know. Why else would she be wearing those damned Doc Martens that lived in Harry's head 24/7?

You knew. Of course you did. It's not like he'd done his best to conceal his reaction when you'd asked him to pick between your heels and your boots for what you should wear to the club you were going to one night.

The wide eyes, the subtle blush that crossed his cheeks, and the mild stutter when he chose... the other shoes.

As much as Harry would like to see you in the boots again, he knew he wouldn't be able to focus at all if you wore them.

There'd be endless fantasies running through Harry's mind at every minute, all of them incorporating you dominating him in those boots.

This morning though, like always, Harry had left early so he could stop by his place for a change of clothes before work. You'd insisted that he leave some clothes at your house, but he assured you that leaving a little early was no hassle for him.

You didn't have to go in today, so you dressed casually to run some errands: jeans, a cropped band t-shirt to show off your belly button piercing that you'd gotten two months ago(Harry recommended it), and of course, your boots.

Harry usually took an Uber to and from work, but today you offered to pick him up.

When he walked to the parking lot he searched for your car, stopping in his tracks when he sees you leaned against your 2017 matte black Camaro, sucking on a cherry lollipop.

He looks you up and down, eyes lingering on those sinful shoes for a moment before making their way back to your face. His pants instantly tighten a bit and his cheeks have a permanent blush going on.

You finally look up from your phone, you spot him and smile. Taking the sucker from your mouth, you wave him over.

"Don't just stand there, we got shit to do."

Harry tries to maintain a normal face, smiling back at you as he walks towards you. You hug him and peck him lightly on the lips at first, caught off guard when he deepens it.

He can taste cherry on your tongue from the sucker, only making him want more.

You have to physically push his chest to get him to stop, looking at him with a knowing glint in your eyes. "What has gotten into you?"

"M'just happy to see you.", he lies, and you can tell that he's lying, but you decide to brush it off for now.

"I'm happy to see you too, pretty boy. Now get in the car, we're going home."

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Harry's been fidgety the whole ride home. Watching you drive is always something he loves, but today it's just affecting him more.

He can't help but stare at your hands, your freshly manicured black nails and your rings standing out as you grip the wheel.

It's not long before he pictures your hands gripping something else-

"Harry? Did you hear me?"

He snaps out of his fantasy, looking away from the wheel and to your face.

"Oh sorry, just got a little distracted. What'd you ask?"

"I was just asking if you were okay.", you say, looking away from traffic for a second so that you can turn to Harry.

You bring the back of your hand up to his face, pressing his cheek softly, "You're burning up baby, you feel okay?"

Harry's brain is too fuzzy to recognize the faux innocence in your tone.

"Here,", you say while putting your sucker up to his lips, "why don't you do me a favor and finish this off for me?"

His lips part, accepting the candy without hesitation, hand coming up to replace yours.

You purr a small, "Good boy.", that has Harry's cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red as he sucks on his- your lollipop.

~~~~

"I- huh?"

Harry was on his knees, shirt halfway unbuttoned as his pants grew tighter in a certain area at your recent request.

"I don't think I stuttered, but I'll say it one more time. If you like them so much, and I know you do, worship them."

You grip Harry's hair when he doesn't answer so that he looks at you, his eyes having been transfixed on the piece of clothing you were referring to. Your boots.

"You think you can do that pretty boy? Show me that mouth can do more than talk back and eat pussy?"

"Yeah- yes, I can do that.", His eyes are glazed over, lips parted as his dirty dreams are so close to coming true.

Using the hold you have on his hair, you walk Harry to your couch so that you can sit down. You release him and get comfortable, sitting with your legs wide open and hands slouchily folded across your lap.

"Well? Get to work.", you order when Harry is hesitant to move.

He begins to prop himself up on all fours, but you quickly stop him, "Ah ah, hands behind your back. Have you never done this before?", you lightly scold, already knowing the answer to your question but deciding to tease him.

"No- no mistress, I've never done this before."

You have to keep down the small smile that wants to creep up as you see him squirming in his position, cock hard in his pants.

"Hm, we'll see about that."

Taking that as his cue, Harry leans down once again, this time with his hands crossed behind his back, and he lays a kiss to the top of your boots.

He hears your groan of satisfaction and it encourages him to do more. He flattens his tongue against the smooth material, dragging it along the sides.

"Such a good little slut.", you praise him, panties growing increasingly wet as you see him clean your shoes with his mouth.

You can hear the messy sounds of his tongue and you have to resist the urge to yank him up and stick his face in between your thighs.

When Harry moves to your other boot, wanting to give them equal attention, you subtly move the newly wet shoe to his covered crotch.

You slowly begin to make a circular motion, feeling Harry's hips buck up at the small amount of friction you're granting him.

One particularly hard grind against the sole of your boot has Harry crying out, his breath quickening.

He lets out a whine when you remove your foot, hooded eyes coming to meet yours.

"I didn't tell you to stop, did I?"

When he goes silent you fist your hand in his hair once again, "Answer me."

"No-no you didn't, m'sorry." His eyes are closed, the pained pleasure of your tugging at his curls only making him harder.

"This is pathetic baby boy. I mean, you put that dirty little mouth to work and get a little pressure on your cock and you forget how to act."

He opens his mouth to protest, but you cut him off, "Hush." You let go of his hair and he slumps back on his knees.

You begin to unlace your shoes, signaling for Harry to take them off.

"I thought this would be a treat for you, y'know.", you say with a pout. "You've just been so good lately, and I wanted to be nice."

Once your shoes are removed you grab Harry's chin between two fingers, "But I think, that you don't want me to be nice. Hm? You want me to treat you like the worthless bitch you are? Say it."

Harry takes a deep breath, collecting himself, "I'm a- a worthless bitch."

"See? You can be good when you want to.”

You stand up, reaching out for Harry and pulling him up, catching him in a heated kiss as you walk towards your room.

You stop once you hit your bed, letting him sit on the edge.

"I've decided," you say once you've broken the kiss, your teeth tugging at Harry's bottom lip as you pull away and he whimpers, "that I'm just going to treat myself instead."

Harry looks at you with a confused look, his fuzzy brain not processing your words.

"How's that sound?", you ask, "Me using you like the fucktoy you are, for my own pleasure. Do you want that baby?"

"Yes, yes use me please." He responds with no hesitation.

You can't help but grin a bit at Harry's begging, his eyes lighting up when you sink to your knees in front of him.

"The first thing I want,", you start, your hand palming Harry through his tight pants, "is for this pretty little cock of yours to cum for me."

“Wan’ it all sensitive before I use it, yeah?”

Harry's using every bit of his restraint to not grind onto your hand, not wanting to get in trouble.

"S'not little." Harry murmurs, eyes never meeting yours.

"Oh but darling, you're whatever I say you are."

He lets out a mewl at your possessive words, hips chasing your hand when you move it to unbuckle his belt.

"Patience, Harry." You warn him, beginning to unzip his pants and tapping his thigh as a signal to lift his hips.

"Can't believe I thought I had you trained.", you say, somewhat to yourself and Harry pouts.

"You just continue to prove me wrong.", you pull down his boxers just enough to release him, dragging his pants down over his ankles and tossing them to the side.

You keep the belt beside you though, some ideas sparking in your mind as you trail your hands up his thighs.

Bringing the palm of your hand towards Harry's mouth you say, "Spit."

And he obeys, smiling a bit when you murmur "Good boy."

You bring your newly wet hand to his length, wrapping around it and beginning to stroke him, Harry's breath catching in his throat as he looks down at you.

"Can I trust you not to touch?" You ask, your unoccupied hand grabbing the belt and you can see the internal struggle as Harry looks at it.

Part of him wants the restraint, the grounding feeling of the belt wrapped around his wrists and the marks left there the next morning. But another part of him wants to be able to touch you if allowed, to be close to you while you take him apart.

You notice how hard it is for Harry to pick, knowing your hand on his cock probably isn't helping, so you decide to help him out.

"How about this Honey, we'll start without it and I'll see if you need it later, okay?"

Your low and soothing words comfort Harry, his shoulders relaxing as he tries to keep his hands and legs still.

You lean forward with your tongue out, beginning to lap at his tip and Harry starts to suck in quick breaths.

"Mistress, oh my god, I've missed your mouth so much." He gasps out, hands itching to grab at your hair.

You place the entire tip in your mouth, suckling at it before relaxing your throat and taking him all the way.

It catches Harry off guard and you hear, "Oh shit-"

You gently but quickly pull off of him, continuing to stroke him and looking up at him with a smile.

Harry knows that smile, it means he's in trouble. Something he just can't seem to stay away from tonight.

"What was that?"

"I didn't mean to say it, swear. S'just your mouth, feels so so good, m'sorry.", he whines, hoping that you'll take pity on him.

You don't actually care if Harry cusses, it's his mouth and he knows that but at the same time, there's just something so intoxicating about the fact that he's willing to let you have that much control over him.

"I guess I'll forgive you this time," you sigh out, "but I don't want to hear it again."

You’re about take Harry into your mouth again, wanting to make him cum as quickly as possible so you get an idea.

You bring both of your hands to the head of his cock, using your thumbs to slightly spread the slit at the top open, exposing him to you.

Harry’s hands are already clutching at the bed covers, knowing he won’t be able to stop himself from touching you if he doesn’t.

You hesitantly lick directly over the small hole, looking up at Harry as you do it. His head falls back and he lets out a broken, whiny moan.

“Mis-mistress please.”

He’s already begging and it’s doing things to you, your thighs closed tightly together to remove some of the ache.

You continue the pleasurable torture, reveling in Harry’s high pitched moans.

“M’not gonna last much longer.”, he says breathily. You bring one of your hands to start massaging his balls, feeling them tighten in your hand.

“Cum whenever you want baby,” you say before running your tongue up his length, “it won’t be the last time tonight.”

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scarletwinterxx · 3 years

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they say all good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you

who else is excited for this cb? their track videos are soooo good. oh my god lemonade😂 anyways I hope you like this scenario! as always thank you for your support!💛

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To say you hit the ultimate jackpot, that shinning pot of gold at the end of the rainbow when you met Mark is an understatement.

He is the headboy, the top student, team captain, the guy who can play guitar and sing with his melodic voice and your boyfriend of 3 years. When you first met him, he was a bit shy but also a bit talkative and he was nice. Those don’t come around that often anymore. He’s a gentleman, his laugh is funnier than his jokes but you love that about him.

“Baby, let go. I’ll be late” you say with a laugh as Mark pepper kisses all over your face. His back resting on his car while you were caged in his arms, “We’ll be late” you mumbled, feeling him nip at your neck a little longer. Your brain sending signals to you to stop it before you both drive back to his place or yours to finish whatever is about to start.

“Okay okay enough kisses for you, big boy. We need to go” when you pulled away from him he already had the biggest pout on his lips. The duality this guy has is unbelievable and dangerous.

Getting your bags which you dropped on the floor, he shrugged both on his shoulders as his other hand hold yours. “You have practice later?” he asks

“Yea, coach is making us do more drills. When I joined the cheer team, it was just to pass time and I needed the extra curricular. Now I feel like I do it more than any other clubs I’m in”

He chuckles at your rant, he could listen to you all day if he’s being honest. He doesn’t care if you recite the back of a cereal box to him, he just loves hearing the sound of your voice.

“We have practice too, but we won’t stay long. Just refreshing on some plays” he’s the baseball team captain. The youngest one to ever be. He was chosen just this year, even though he’s still on his junior year and there are older members on the team they still choose Mark to be the captain. It was kind of cliché, how you’re in the cheer team and he’s the team captain but you love it just as much as Mark loves seeing you cheer for him loudly every game.

Not to mention he looks hella good in those tights baseball pants.

“I’ll wait, you need to drive me home anyways” you stop by the door of your next class, turning to your boyfriend to take your bag from him. “See you later” you say with a smile and a chaste kiss on his cheek.

Mark just smiles as he watches you enter your classroom, thinking just how lucky he was to have you as his girlfriend. He doesn’t normally say it but goddamn you were the best.

“Hey Mark, your girlfriend is in the cheer team right?” one of his teammate asks, his attention perking up at the mention of you “Yea” he mumbles, looking over where the cheer team was practicing, just across the field.

Even from a distance, he can easily spot where you are. He can make out the smile on your face as you talk with your cheer mates.

“That her right?” his teammate nods his head over at your direction, now Mark isn’t one to be territorial or get jealous easily. One look in your eyes is enough to tell him that you see him and only him. You don’t even have to say the words. And he feels the exact same way about you.

“She’s actually really cute, hot even. Wow. Why haven’t I talked to her before?” his teammate jokes, Mark just sending a tightlipped smile

“She’s a busy girl” he answered, keeping it short. He didn’t mean to sound standoff-ish or like one those guys who get to possessive over their girlfriends. You are still you’re own person. But he felt a little bit protective over you. He didn’t like the way his teammate was still looking over at you, also it didn’t help that you looked rather lavishing in those cheer shorts you wear during practice.

You were just about done with practice, your coach called you to talk about something so you were held back. From your peripheral vision, you see the baseball team disperse one by one. They must be done with practice too. It was off season so their trainings don’t take that long anyways.

“See you next practice, Y/N” your coach says, giving you a pat on the shoulder before walking towards the entrance. You walked back to the bench to get your water bottle, hearing your name being called out from behind you

“Hey, hot stuff. How was practice?” you ask Mark as you jog over to him, throwing both arms around his shoulders as his arms circle around your waist. Lifting you off the ground to give you a little spin, this making you laugh and bury your head on the crook of his neck.

“Same as always, how about you?” he answers, setting you back on your feet. Tucking back the strands of hair that were on your face, you smiled up at him as you tell him about what happened with your day

“You look glum, something happened?” you ask him, he just shook his head and gave you a small smile. Even without words you already knew something was up with him. He wasn’t even in a bad mood before but his teammates words were replaying in his head and he didn’t like it one bit.

“Don’t want to talk about it?” you whispered, gently caressing his cheeks with your finger, an action that never fails to make Mark’s heart flutter. “Nothing worth being bothered over, baby. I’m okay” he said then kissed you on the temple, choosing to let it go.

“Come one, let’s go home” he said as he takes your hand in his, swaying your intertwined hands back and forth. He drove you back to your place, choosing to order dinner rather than cook since you were both tired from practice. Not that you were letting him in your kitchen, that was one thing you have long accepted about your boyfriend. He’s smart, hot and good in just about anything he does but he truly cannot cook to save his life.

“I’m just saying, you should let me cook so I can learn for you know when we get married” he’s been convincing you for the past 10 minutes to let him cook you dinner next time

“The only time you’re allowed in the kitchen is when you’re getting a bottle of water. That’s it. I don’t want a repeat of your little incident”

“That was one time!” he rebutted, throwing his whole body back on your bed while you laugh at him “You set the fire alarm off while frying eggs. EGGS” you emphasized

“Yea yea whatever, we’ll get takeout every night then”

“Or I can cook, what’s the problem with that. I know we’re all for equality in this relationship and you’re being a gentleman but I don’t really mind cooking. You know I love it” this makes Mark smile, looking over at you seeing that adorable little pout on your lips

“I don’t have a single problem about it, baby. I’ll make sure to get us a home with the best kitchen if that’s what you want” he told you with a teasing smile on his face, you just rolled your eyes at him while you set the empty bags on the floor before cuddling Mark’s side.

This talk of one day being married wasn’t new to the two of you. You kinda figured out early on that he was the one for you. You honestly can’t see yourself spending your future with anyone else.

As for Mark, well he’s made it clear you are the girl in his life for now and always. You’ve only been dating for three months when he first realized he was in love with you. Practice just finished, he was getting ready to back to his dorm when he saw you sitting the on bleachers waiting for him. As you jogged towards him with the biggest smile on your face, he realized then and there that he would do anything and everything to make you smile like that for the rest of your life.

“Hey, can I ask you something?” you mumbled against his chest, humming in response.

“I know you said it was nothing to worry about, but I’m kinda curious why you were in a bit of a bad mood earlier. I totally get it if you don’t want to talk about it, I just want to know if it’s something that bothering you then it’s better to talk about it than keep it to yourself. You know I’m here to listen, always. Okay I’m ranting now sorry” he chuckles at how adorable you’re being. not being able to help himself. He pulled you on top of him, resting his hands on your back while you hold your head up to look him in the eyes

“Just something one of the guys said” he mumbles, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear

“Was he being mean? Should I like run him over with my car or accidently hit his bumper? I don’t mind a few scratches on mine” he laughs at your reply, and just like that you washed any of the worries he had.

There is no way you aren’t in love with him just much as he is with you.

“Feel free to, so you can scare him away” he jokes, “huh? scare him off? Why?”

“Said something along the lines of you being really cute and hot, which I absolutely agree with. But with the rest of his statement, not so much” well now you’re definitely curious.

Jealous Mark was a rarity, if you’re being honest you find it very hot when your boyfriend get jealous. Not that any guy will ever come close, but the way he can’t keep his hands off you whenever he sees guys look at you a second longer than his liking was something you silently enjoy. .

You smile, rubbing your nose along his jaw affectionately. “That’s it?”

“Yea, it wasn’t helping either that you looked hella cute in those shorts baby. I don’t like that he called you cute but I absolutely agree with him” you just laugh at his dilemma, finding it both hot and adorable.

“You’re cute when you’re jealous. Maybe I should see who this-”

“Absolutely not, don’t find out who it was. It doesn’t matter anyways” you were just kidding but Mark cut you off. Switching positions so this time you’re under him, caged between your bed and him.

Tangling your fingers behind his head, pulling him down until your faces where centimeter apart. “Not interested anyways, tell him I have an equally cute and hot boyfriend I’m absolutely head over heels in love with”

“I’ll be telling him that the next time” then he crashes his lips against yours, there was no way he wasn’t made for you. The way his lips feel against yours makes you think this is exactly what heaven on Earth feels like.

And Mark’s the only one who knows how to take you there.

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h0neypjm · 4 years

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Confident 02 | jjk

↳ Summary: After giving Jungkook the best suck of his life he’s left wondering if what you said was true. Was it really your first time? ‘Cause Jungkook thinks you might’ve lied.

↳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

↳ Genre: Smut, fluff, angst, college au, fuckboy! jk, our fav cheeky virgin reader!

↳ Rating: 18+

↳ Word count: 8.8k

↳ Warnings: swearing, mentions of past toxic relationship, mentions of being pressured into sex, mentions of body image, mentions of stds, Jungkook being very confused, no smut in this part

↳ a/n: here it is !!! thank you for all the love for the first part, i hope you enjoy this part ! please feel free to leave any feedback <3

↳ Series: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04

Previously...

“She said it's her first time.” He pauses, looking up at his friends' concerned faces. “I think she might’ve lied.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

Jungkook groans, cradling his head before banging it on the table. The utensils on the table rattle and clang, bringing unwanted attention to his mini breakdown. Taehyung is quick to place his hand under Jungkook's forehead just as he goes in for another blow. “Ok, Jungkook- Jungkook!” Jimin giggles beside him. “Fucking stop, people are staring.”

Jungkook pauses and subtly peeks out of his long bangs, checking to see that Taehyung’s words were indeed true. He breathes out and sits up in his chair, fixing his shirt to play off that he wasn’t just having a mental meltdown.

Jimin rolls his eyes, “soooo are you gonna talk now, cause’ I have a horrible headache and you’re really not helping.”

Jungkook nods opening his mouth to speak. “Alright so uh, I met a girl last night and-”

“I thought you went home?” Taehyung shoves Jimin’s shoulder and Jungkook glares, “yeah, well that clearly didn’t happen.” He rubs his temples, “could you do me a favour and let me speak first, and then you can ask the questions. Ok?”

The two boys nod, settling into their seats as Jungkook delves back into his story.

“Alright so anyways, I saw this girl and like, I haven’t ever seen her before? She was literally perfect”. He exhales looking at nothing at particular as he continues. “Gorgeous face, prettiest lips and oh! speaking of her lips, God the way she sucked-”

Despite what Jungkook said earlier, Taehyung feels the need to intervene. “Ok as much as I love a good suck myself, I need you to stop here, we don’t need the graphics.” Jimin nods in agreement even though it’s clear he’s not paying an ounce of attention. Jungkook smirks at the memory, but it soon drops as he remembers one tiny detail. He places his hands on the table, total seriousness etched onto his face. “But here’s the kicker, she said it was her first time.”

Confusion.

“So did you or did you not take her virginity?”Jungkook crosses his arms. “No, after that she just up and left.” “Wait, fuck”, Jungkook suddenly realises, “I didn’t even make her cum”, he groans and Taehyung bursts into laughter. This finally garners Jimin’s attention, his dazed eyes squinting. “Who’s the girl?” Jungkook sighs, “if you were listening before you would’ve heard me say that I don’t know her.” Jimin leans forward,“well can you at least describe her? I pretty much know everyone who attended the party”

Jungkook doesn’t have to think that hard. “She was wearing this plaid skirt and like a white top-” Jimin’s eyes widen, “Holy shit, Y/N?! Man, Jin’s gonna kill you.” This makes Jungkook pause, thoughts running back to the text he had received from Jin. “Wait, they’re not a thing are they?” Jimin chokes, “God no, they’ve been family friends since like forever, Jin’s practically her protective older brother.”

That explained his text earlier. Jungkook furrows his brows, more questions beginning to arise and spill out of his mouth. “How come I’ve never met her and if she’s a virgin, then how- how did-”, Taehyung cuts in, “dude she’s done other things before.” More confusion. “And how would you know that?” Taehyung smirks, shrugging as he gets up out of his chair. “I'm gonna get a drink, Jimin, you want anything?” God, his head is spinning. “Sure, you know my usual.”

It was the way Taehyung spoke too casually, like your lifestyle choices were common knowledge. How the fuck hasn’t he met you, yet his friends seem to be well acquainted with your existence? “What the fuck was that look?” He focuses on Taehyung from where he orders his drinks. “Did you see it Jimin? Kinda sus.”

Jimin remains nonchalant, blowing a strand of hair out of his sight before answering one of Jungkook’s urgent queries. “Jin never introduced you to her because well…” He looks Jungkook up and down with an unimpressed look. “You would get your grimy hands on her immediately. And Then after that, It’s like she never existed ” Jungkook opens his mouth, rebuttal on the tip of his tongue. “Don’t argue with me boy, the second you met her, you already wanted her on your dick, did you not?”

Jungkook is shocked to say the least, jaw hanging open as Taehyung makes his way back to the table, drinks in hand. “Oh God, what did you tell him?” Jungkook slams his fist on the table, yet again grabbing the attention of people around them. “That is not true! I have standards, and what about you two. You guys are just as bad.” He points accusingly at the bruises peeking out of Taehyung’s loose shirt, “Look at Tae! Those hickies are probably a combination of the three girls he fucked last week!”

Jimin doesn’t want to get kicked out of the cafe, so he attempts to calm down a soon to be raging Jungkook. “Look, to put it nicely, you’re a heartbreaker, you lead girls on whereas Tae and I actually tell people we’re not interested in anything more than a hookup.”

Jungkook seems to understand where he’s coming from. He can admit, he does have quite the reputation if the amount of times he’s been slapped in the face says anything. But now, with this newfound information, he can also admit that you’ve certainly intrigued him, that was for sure.

Jungkook wants to see you again.

Not for a rump in the sheets, but rather a friendly conversation.

It was just his luck that he had heard through the grapevine that you had been invited to one of Jin’s small pool party get togethers. If Jungkook was being honest, he’s quite excited to be within your vicinity again but he knows he needs to keep his cool. Especially after the series of death threats and slaps on the neck from Jin. He shudders at the memory.

And so, Jungkook prepares himself more than he usually does. He wants to do it right this time. No flirty teasing, just friendly innocent conversation. He makes sure to carefully pick out the right swim shorts that display the thickness of his thighs. Not for any sexual gain, more so to show off the hours spent at the gym in hopes that maybe he can get you to become more interested in him as he is to you. He sounds desperate, and he’s sure you’re not that materialistic, but he has this nagging want to impress you somehow. He huffs and does a few pushups, for extra measure of course.

He’s not sure as to why his brain decided to make him act this way. You’re more or less a stranger to him. However, when Jungkook begins his short journey to Jin’s house he really lets himself think, which usually isn't a good idea.

Jungkook doesn’t know you, but you’ve definitely left an imprint in his mind which makes you all the more fascinating. It’s news to him that you seem to be very close to his small circle of friends which is probably thanks to your deeply rooted friendship with Jin. That new piece of information had been bugging him since the day he met up with Taehyung and Jimin. Surely his reputation couldn’t be the only reason why you’ve never met him. Right?

Parking his car in Jin’s enormous driveway, he makes his way up to the grand front door. Sometimes he wishes he could live a life like Jin. He grew up being fed with a silver spoon his whole life. Having everything paid for instead of rolling in the miseries of college student debt.

Once Jungkook makes his way into the large house, he sets down the drinks he had brought onto the kitchen counter and watches his best friends goof around and enjoy the summer sun with a warm grin. He chuckles quietly when Jin pushes Jimin and his perfectly styled hair into the pool. Jimin screams a slur of curses while Jin quickly runs beside a sleeping Yoongi for protection.

Slipping out of his loose oversized shirt, Jungkook scans the entirety of Jin’s backyard, looking for the face that has been haunting him since that fateful night. She’s not here. He reexamines the pool seeing nothing but the chaotic mess of his favourite people, and he sighs. Just as he prepares to step out into the blazing sun, the sound of his stomach growling stops him in his tracks.

Thinking about you made him nervous. So nervous that his stomach couldn’t bear the thought of breakfast. However, after the realisation that you hadn’t arrived just yet, makes him do a full one eighty, long strides taking him to Jin’s expensive fridge.

His head is already deep into the fridge when he hears the sound of the sliding door opening, revealing a dripping Jin with a small scowl on his face. It seems Jimin finally got his revenge. “I’m starving you got any leftovers?” Jungkook queries, his head popping out from the cool air of the fridge.

Jin grabs a fresh towel and whacks it against Jungkook’s naked back. “What’s the point of even asking when you’re already going through my damn fridge!” Jungkook flashes Jin an innocent grin and glows when he discovers a small bowl of Chinese takeout.

It very quickly dawns on Jungkook that in order to enjoy a nice warm meal, he would need to heat it up. His stomach all but roars, not used to the lack of food in its system and Jungkook wants to cry. He wants to cry and it's not from the angry hunger pains, but rather something extremely laughable. He has to use a fucking microwave.

You’re running late, there’s sweat running down your brow and you feel like your arms will fall off any second. The weight of snacks and alcohol you had brought making you stagger as you finally enter Jin’s enormous home.

The one and only thing that’s on your mind is the refreshing feeling of slipping into Jin’s pool while sipping on an iced beverage. This motivates you enough to put all the strength left in your exhausted being to speedily walk into the kitchen and throw everything onto the counter.

“AHH FUCK!” You flinch at the sudden scream, hugging your body protectively. Jungkook slowly pops out from behind the other side of the counter, his doe eyes big and wide. “You fucking scared me Jesus!” He exclaims, running a hand through sweaty bangs.

The air had escaped your lungs long before you could utter your next sentence as the sight before you has you freezing. There he was, Jeon Jungkook in all his glory. Tanned skin and taut muscle sculpted by the Gods. You didn’t mean to stare, but how could you not! Your eyes had a mind of their own. He’s glorious, every single part of him, and you’re not even afraid to admit it. Your eyes are quick to eat him up, tracing the art staining the whole of his right arm and you wonder what every swirl of ink means to him.

Jungkook coughs awkwardly, going in to scratch at his neck. You imagined he would tease you about your obvious ogling, but it never came. Strange. “Why were you hiding?” You ask, dropping your gaze from his body in order to arrange the snacks into neat piles, using it as an excuse to slowly step closer to him. “Oh! Uh-”, he scratches his head, looking down at his feet before jumping five feet into the air, a startled gasp leaving his lips when the timer of the microwave goes off.

You burst into laughter and Jungkook flushes in embarrassment. Jin had told you about Jungkook’s embarrassing fear of microwaves but you never thought you would see it first hand. You hold in the laughs that tickle your throat and try to settle him down by lightly touching his shoulder. He flinches at your touch.

“Are you okay?” You’re really close to him now. Your chest is practically pressed up against his and Jungkook gulps. How was it possible that you could look even more stunning than the last time he saw you? Your cheeks are glowing from the soft golden rays of the afternoon sun and the way you look up at him, your soft smile curling makes his head spin.

“Yeah, I’m good”, he breaks eye contact in embarrassment. “Sorry, just uh, microwaves are scary you know?” You giggle up at him. Is this really Jungkook? The Jungkook you’ve seen flaunting a new girl every week just to abruptly break her heart when he can’t promise anything more than sex?

You’re not complaining, he’s quite adorable like this.

You’re not too sure why his personality has the sudden switch up. It could possibly be the fact that he’s with his closest friends and doesn’t feel the need to put up his playboy persona. Although, the way he blushes when he looks at you plays a different story. Do you make him nervous? Surely not, if the memories of that heated night are anything to go by.

“So uh, are you gonna head into the pool?” His empty stomach is long forgotten as he gestures to the large backyard, you nod up at him excitedly. It’s then Jin decides to bust back into the kitchen, a stern gaze set on his face. “Y/N, can I speak with you for a minute?” Jungkook cautiously takes a step away from you, your bodies no longer close to each other and you notice this with a small frown.

“Yeah, sure”, you relent walking over to Jin who places a protective arm around your shoulders. Unknowingly to you, Jin traps Jungkook down with a hard stare and signals Jungkook to go outside, to which he accepts with a nod.

“I know what you’re gonna say, and no I do not see him like that”, you cross your arms defensively. Jin sighs, “I just don’t wanna see you get hurt again.” He places his hands on your shoulders, full lecture mode on. “Let’s face it, you’re a hopeless romantic, I can’t trust that you won’t do something stupid, but you and Jungkook… You’re both important friends of mine and-”

You’ve heard his overprotective brotherly speech plenty of times, “I know, and I’m so thankful that you’re looking out for me. I just don’t see the harm in befriending him, you’ve never let me speak to him before.” Jin releases his hold on your shoulders to fix the mess of his wet hair, “and there's a reason for that.”

Why was he so damn hard-headed. Jin loves Jungkook like he loves his family. It just didn't make any sense to you that Jin could approve of their friendship but when it comes to you, he completely shields you away from any interactions with the so called playboy.

“When are you going to stop protecting me from boys?” Jin senses your frustration immediately. “I may be younger than you, but I’m also an adult just like you. An adult that can make her own choices.” You exhale slowly, “You’ve let me befriend your whole group and they’ve been nothing but wonderful to me, I don’t see the wrong in getting to know Jungkook.”

Jin lets his guard down. You do have a point, maybe he was being a little too overprotective. He gives you a soft smile, you look away.

“You’re right, I am in no position to dictate your decisions and who you choose to hang around with, it was wrong of me to treat you like that. Jin looks out into the pool, watching Jungkook tackle Taehyung. “I’m sorry I was a bit too harsh, Jungkook’s a good kid, he just got into the wrong crowd at first. Although, you gotta promise to tell me if he hurts you, cause he knows I’ll beat his ass.”

You laugh accepting his apology, “are you sure about that? He’s a literal muscle pig.” You both begin to make your way outside and Jin shoves you slightly, “hey! You know I’m right.” Jin shakes his head and brings you into a comforting hug. “Yeah, yeah whatever.” He rolls his eyes, you beam up at him and together you walk out into the warm sunlight.

It hadn’t even been a second since you stepped outside, and already Yoongi’s long term girlfriend, Jieun is squealing your way. “Y/N! I’m so happy you're finally here, the amount of testosterone out here was starting to make me feel faint.” You giggle at her exasperated tone, pulling her into a tight hug.

Nonchalantly you peel off your flowy sundress, it’s stickiness from your sweat making you cringe. “I missed you last week, why didn’t you come to class?” Jiuen pouts, “I'm sorry bub, I somehow caught a cold, but I trust you have some notes for me.”

The way Jieun flutters her lashes at you innocently forces a roll from your eyes. Slathering sunscreen onto your arms, you reprimand her, “I swear you’re only using me for my notes, you literally never listen in class! Can you get my back please?”

She hums while you turn around, her small hands kneading sunscreen from your shoulder bones to the small dip in your back. Jieun continues to blabber on about the joys of life, not even checking if you’re listening to a single word she says. Instead your eyes are zeroed in on a certain someone.

Your staring is blatantly obvious but you don’t care. It’s only when Taehyung spots your burning gaze with a small smirk does he signal Jungkook to turn around to meet your flirty grin.

Holy shit

The sun does a real great job of highlighting the gorgeous curves of your body adorned in quite possibly the smallest baby blue bikini he’s seen on a woman. Your breasts practically spill out of the tiny triangle cups and the pretty colour compliments your skin beautifully.

Whilst Jungkook can admit you have one of the hottest bodies he’s seen in a while, his eyes surprisingly don't linger on your delicious curves for too long. Instead, he finds himself utterly enamoured by the way your eyes crinkle slightly when you smile prettily at him, your cheeks glowing with it.

It suddenly dawns on him that you are the first girl that has truly enchanted him, and no, your ridiculously gorgeous body had little to do with it.

Jungkook does not mind this change one bit.

So, instead of staring at you like a gaping goldfish, he matches your flirtatious body language with a boyish grin and a small wave. His previous nerves dissipating only to be replaced by confidence and polished charm. He doesn’t want to scare you off with his sudden look of epiphany just yet, but the new unfamiliar feeling you give him is surely doing exactly that.

“My, my, Yoongi wasn’t lying.” Jieun stifles a giggle when she notices how Jungkook’s attention has steered towards you and only you. You’re quick to turn around, brows furrowed. “What are you on about?”

“Oh you know… You and Jungkook”

You grimace, tired of the repeated topic of conversation. “Just because I sucked his dick once does not mean we're a thing”

“Oh really? He’s asked me an awful lot of questions about you I was beginning to think otherwise”

“Wait, really?”

Jieun has the widest cheshire grin plastered on her face, it's starting to look quite unsettling.

“Really.”

You’re thoroughly shocked to say the least. You thought your fast, fleeting blowjob, sort of, was nothing special. A usual escapade to get his daily fill. Ordinary. Unmemorable.

However, it seems to be quite the opposite.

Jieun grabs your hand and swings it back and forth, exactly like a mother would do, although she’s merely two years older than you. “I know Jin’s been up your ass about Jungkook and frankly I don’t blame him he’s still a little shit from time to time but, he’s actually quite fun to be around and honestly I think his playboy tendencies seemed to dial down a bit since he met us.” The two of you giggle quietly amongst each other, quick feet making your way closer to the pool to avoid the scorching pavement.

Your toes are the first to dip into the pool and you practically moan at the cold water melting away the blistering haze that sticks onto your skin. The water is icy at your waist and you love it. “So my advice would be not to worry about him, instead it's his little army of plastic bimbos that you should watch out for.”

“Ahh, internalised misogyny. We love to see it.”

Jieun acknowledges you with a hum as the two of you float around the calming abyss. She then swims closer to you, nodding her head into the direction of a lonely Jungkook, who lazily stares at your alluring form. “I think your loverboy over there wants to talk to you.”

Jieun swims away before you can protest, leaving you to face the handsome man before you. His eyes are round and docile, yet his stare is tantalising, it pulls you in as if he’s slowly reeling you in with a rope.

The water delicately ripples around your body when you approach him and you internally sigh in awe at the striking features of his stunning face. You want to use this opportunity to finally get to know him, and perhaps form a new friendship.

You take note of the lack of Jin’s hawk-like eyes or for better the lack of any eyes on the two of you. You’re alone, huddled into one of the far corners of the pool, your conversation private, just for two pairs of ears.

You open your mouth to speak, “So-”

“I-”

An uncomfortable silence stills the air and you both halt your words to giggle quietly amongst yourselves. God, this is awkward.

“You go first”, You offer, tucking a wet strand of hair behind your ear. Jungkook follows the subtle movement of your fingers before taking a deep breath.

“I feel like we should discuss the elephant in the room”

You're stunned. “Huh?”

“You know… That Friday night?”

Of course you knew what he was referring too, yet you wondered why as you honestly didn’t think that night had much impact on the man.

With a raised brow you ask, “What about it?”

“I’ve just had a lot of... thoughts”

You scratch your head feeling puzzled. You’re sure Jungkook has had better blowjobs in his lifetime. Hell, Jungkook did most of the work that night. “Do you usually discuss the past hookups you have, or am I just lucky today?”

You’re teasing him, nevertheless Jungkook tilts his head back towards the sky. All he wants is clarification, only this conversation is heading down an awkward path, so he decides to spit out what’s been bothering him for the past few days.

“Okay listen, I know this is odd to say, but ever since that night, It’s like I can’t get you out of my head.”

Your ego inflates at his statement and you smirk. You knew you could suck dick well, but according to Jungkook you seem to have quite the talent.

You smile proudly, “damn, look at me go, I can’t believe I have the campus playboy wrapped around my finger.”

Jungkook scoffs, both in annoyance and embarrassment because shit, he could have worded that differently, now he sounds like the clingy girls he fucks.

“Yeah, yeah let’s not pretend like I was the only one enjoying myself here. Weren’t you the one practically begging to be touched?”

You’re amused. “Weren’t you the one who couldn’t make me cum. Yet came from their own handjob?”

Jungkook tongues his cheek and looks away. The way you speak so casually intimidates him. No girl has ever spoken to him this way, in fact, Jungkook’s the one who usually likes to tease. He can slowly feel the creeping heat alighting his cheeks and God does he hope you don’t notice.

You patiently wait for Jungkook’s reply, a sly grin adorned on your pretty face. However, Jungkook doesn’t say anything, rather he frowns and immaturely splashes water at your face.

“Jungkook!” You sputter, wiping at your face to rid of the chlorine in your eyes. “What the fuck was that for?”

He shrugs, “sorry my hand must’ve slipped”

You don’t take that for an answer, your petty nature crawling out as you splash him back harder than he had done. “Hand slipped, my ass.”

You cross your arms smugly, a small laugh blossoming out of your mouth when Jungkook cutely rubs at his eyes.

It’s after a minute when you realise Jungkook hasn’t stopped furiously rubbing his eyes. The circular motions of his hand move so intensely that it begins to look painful and irritating. “Fuck, it stings”, he exclaims in agony.

Shit, you inwardly curse, gently touching his wrist, concern lacing your features because you didn’t think getting chlorinated water in one's eye would sting that much. You analyse his facial expressions closely and you wince at the redness surrounding his eyes from his harsh rubbing.

On the contrary, Jungkook knows exactly what he’s doing. He’s competitive and won’t back down from a fight, even if it’s just fun banter, so he continues his little scheme just for the fun of it and hides his small grin under his large hands.

You’re now slightly panicked, “fuck, Jungkook I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hit the water that hard I-”

Jungkook cracks.

Ever so slowly, he peeps his eyes out at you and watches with a mischievous smirk as your face morphs from alarmed to annoyed in less than a millisecond.

You tighten your grip on his wrist and attempt to slap his hard chest with your free hand, however Jungkook’s reflexes are fast and he grasps your hand tightly, a teasing glint in his eye.

“You little shit-”

All of a sudden a loud holler is heard from the front door, rousing a relaxed Jin out of his chair as he sprints while simultaneously yelling at the ruckus being made. It’s then a stampede of both familiar and unfamiliar faces come crashing in. Some jump straight into the pool to cool off from the blazing sun while others rush to the table of assorted alcohol, desperate to get an ounce of it in their system.

Word seemed to go around about Jin’s supposed small get-together unbelievably fast, causing the once tranquil Kim Seokjin into a raging volcano.

You’re pressed right up against Jungkook’s solid chest and he surprisingly pays you no mind, even though your perky tits are deliciously pushed up perfectly against his body. Jungkook’s eyes are not settled on them, rather he pays close attention to the amount of people dangerously plunging into the pool at a fast rate.

Jungkook protectively hugs your shoulders to shield you from the rowdy party goers who definitely do not understand the definition of personal space. Your heart swells when he then delicately places your head in the crook of his neck and wraps an arm around your fairly exposed body, essentially guarding you from frantic wet limbs and ignorant individuals.

You feel comfortable and safe, so comfortable that you wouldn’t mind staying like this for a while if it weren’t for the throng of college students delving into the cooling water.

Jin’s house begins to fill with unexpected guests very quickly and you wonder how Jin is handling the situation. You suppose not very well when you see him whipping people with towels, red ears making an appearance and his booming voice following him.

Jungkook wants to get out and he’s sure you feel the same way which is why he smoothly slots his hand into your own, long fingers wrapping around your hand to carefully pull you through the growing crowd of people in the pool.

Whilst pushing past a variety of college students you are met with many stares, even worse, numerous envious eyes and whispers of possible gossip. You try your best to avoid their gazes, the hard stares reminding you of the last time Jungkook held your hand to push through groups of people.

Water drips down the curves of your body and lands in little pools around you when you step out of the pool. At this point you’ve garnered even more turning heads that examine every inch of your skin closely. Their stares itch your skin and you feel akin to an animal kept in a zoo enclosure, curious eyes breaking down your confidence, you want to hide.

You usually like to pride yourself on your confidence because you know you’re hot and you know your worth. It had taken many failed relationships to build up your self love and nourish the scars and memories of questioning if you’re good enough.

You fight on and squeeze Jungkook’s hand, mostly for some sort of reassurance. It shocks you when he astonishingly squeezes back and softly rubs his thumb over the back of your hand. It’s almost as if he knows how you’re feeling.

You glance up at him shyly. Jungkook keeps his eyes straight ahead. He smiles a different kind of smile than the one he had directed to you a few hours ago. His lips are in a permanent smug smirk. His usual playboy smile. He flashes it at everyone as if he’s asking for their approval and even goes in to high-five a few people who are unrecognisable to you. You soon realise that this is what Jungkook thrives on. People, validation and his notorious reputation he’s created for himself.

Jungkook lights up at the presence of crowds, flirty smiles and people calling his name, whereas you want to crawl into your skin and run away because from the perspective of outsiders it looks like you’re just another one of Jungkook’s flings that will soon be forgotten by next week.

Well, you hope you won’t turn out to be one of them.

At last you find yourself away from the heart of the party, your dress in hand but your body still wet nonetheless. Jungkook is in the same state as yourself, droplets of water dribbling from his dark hair and onto the timber flooring. He leans into your ear, “I’ll go get us some towels, stay here.”

He’s gone before you can reply, making small conversation when he passes by various people, his boisterous laugh echoing down the halls.

You’re alone now, and defenceless at that. There’s not many people you know here, besides the few odd people you share a class with and some sleazy frat boys that hold a similar reputation to Jungkook. You want to find Jieun so you can hug her or maybe ask her if she can take you home, but she is nowhere to be found.

Fuck, You remember leaving your bag on the kitchen table, unsupervised with many personal belongings stowed away inside. Using your dress to cover the most of your exposed skin like a blanket, you stride over to the kitchen and sigh in relief when you find your bag untouched and in perfect condition.

Snatching up your bag, you grab your phone and immediately text Jieun to find out where the fuck she’s hiding, but there’s a part of you that knows she’s probably fucking Yoongi somewhere. Traitor.

Jungkook finds you to be in a completely different part of the house than where he asked you, one towel wrapped around his neck and the other draped over his arm. You haven’t noticed him yet, your frantic fingers texting a treacherous Jieun, “princess, didn’t I tell you to stay put?”

You’re startled. Switching your phone off you stick your arm out, waiting for Jungkook to pass you the towel but he doesn't. Jungkook gently pushes your shoulders so that you turn away from him and carefully wraps the towel around your body like a cape. You hold the edges of the fabric to help him hug the towel around yourself, keeping it tighter to your body.

Your voice is quiet, “thank you.”

Jungkook leans down to meet your face, “What was that?”

Even though Jungkook had been in the pool longer than you, his cologne still sticks to his skin and you kind of want to breathe more of it in, but that would be weird.

“Oh, I said thank you.”

You’re close to him again, although this time he towers over you with a look almost identical to a predator meeting its prey.

Jungkook’s eyes flirt around your face and descend. He shamelessly drinks up the swell of your breasts and whatever skin is visible amidst the fluffy towel around you. It’s strange. You had noticed Jungkook doing the exact same thing when you were alone with him. The difference though was that his looks were cursory as if he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. Now, It's like a new persona had taken over him and he was ready to pounce at any sign of a green light.

He’s stuck in a trance, fuckboy tinted glasses fogging his vision.

You force out a giggle and playfully shove his shoulder, “my eyes are up here, you know.”

His reply comes lighting fast, he’s definitely been in this position before. “I know, just admiring them.”

Jungkook wants to hit himself the second his reply spewed out of his mouth. He desperately wants to reassure your unimpressed (though also very cute) face, because goddammit he wanted to be respectful. Jungkook knows he has a tendency to slip into a new personality when the right amount of people hyped him. Call it being two faced, he knows it's one of his fatal flaws.

“I'm sorry.”

He says it genuinely.

Jungkook only just got to properly meet you, he doesn’t want to give you the wrong impression! He can admit, your first ever official meeting (moreso hookup) wasn’t ideal, yet the way Jin dragged him through the mud undoubtedly made him understand that you weren’t the type of woman that should ever undergo the treatment he puts his hookups through. Scratch that, any woman shouldn’t be treated the way Jungkook treats them.

You're now fully covered under the towel, not a sliver of skin on display. You don’t know if his apology was genuine. “It’s ok I guess, I expected nothing less from you anyways.”

“Right.” He’s messed up.

You clear your throat, “I’m gonna go get changed, maybe look for Jieun unless-”

Jungkook finishes your sentence, “-she’s fucking Yoongi.”

You exhale, “yeah.”

“Jeon Jungkook!”

The voice makes you halt at its familiar tone. Jungkook doesn’t notice your growing panic as he too freezes in his spot.

No, it can’t be.

The world plays in slow motion when he walks into your line of vision. His assertive stride, smug smile and sharp eyes.

Jeong Suho.

His name explodes inside of you like a blistering fire yet your heart feels ice cold. He is the very man you have spent weeks trying to avoid and even more trying to get out of your head.

The world plays at a normal speed when he approaches Jungkook. Their facial expressions are the same, the way they greet each other is the same. They’re practically the same breed of fuckboy, born from the same mother.

“Been awhile since I’ve seen you around.”

Jeong Suho was a person that Jungkook didn’t really mind, In fact there was a point in Jungkook’s life where he would’ve considered Suho to be one of his closest friends. They were two peas in a pod freshmen year of college. Never giving a fuck about their education and always present for any opportunity to get completely wasted with as many girls they could possibly seduce. Nowadays, Jungkook would rather keep his distance from him.

On the contrary, you were one of the many girls that had fallen deeply for Suho’s alluring charm. You fell so hard, you thought that maybe just maybe there was a possibility that you could secure a future with him. Obviously that was not the case.

You thank your lucky stars that Jungkook was there to distract Suho while you make your haste escape. All you need to do now is somehow locate an unoccupied bathroom, preferably without having to walk in on someone getting it on, and then you could get the hell out of there.

You must admit, you look quite ridiculous right now. Navy blue towel wrapped tightly around your body, your small head peeking through. You could probably pass as some form of E.T cosplay right now. You don’t care if you look rude, pushing and shoving whoever stands in your way. You only have one goal and you’re so so close to succeeding-

“Wait, Y/N! Is that you?”

Fuck.

Do you run? Maybe duck behind some poor innocent student looking for a good time? You huff, you're already sticking out like a sore thumb, there’s no use in trying to hide when the enemy has already spotted you. Even worse Jungkook motions you over with a wide gleaming smile. If only he knew how much you’re dreading this interaction.

Grudgingly, you walk over, looking like an irritated gremlin with your towel still firmly secured around you. Jungkook makes matters worse by pushing the towel off your head, releasing your scruffy ball of hair. You grimace.

“I didn’t know you knew Y/N?”

Suho sends a smirk your way. You however, glower.

“Yeah we go way back, don’t we baby?”

You force a tight lipped smile, howbeit you look as if you have a mild case of constipation.

“Sure.” It comes out rough through gritted teeth.

Suho notes your frustration, a sly grin carving onto his punchable face. He turns towards Jungkook, seemingly blocking you from their conversation, yet you know Suho wants you to hear what he has to say.

“You know it’s a shame. Y/N’s gorgeous, ten outta ten body, knows how to put it to good use, however she never let me fuck her. Don’t you think that’s weird?”

Jungkook stays silent for a minute, eyeing your shaking fists and angry eyebrows. Jungkook may be dumb, but he sure knows how to read a room, thus leading him to the conclusion that your relationship with Suho isn’t something you’re very fond of and that he should probably get you out of here.

“Uhhh no, that’s not weird at all actually. What I think is weird is the fact that you think you have this sick claim on every girl you’ve defiled and even worse, you’ve always had this strange need to chase after every virgin you see like some perverted cherry picker. Yeah, that’s weird.”

Suho laughs right in his face, spit grossly tickling his skin. “That’s rich coming from you Jeon, weren't you quite the cherry picker in your freshman days, no?”

Jungkook doesn’t know what he expected from this conversation. It definitely wasn’t this.

It's obvious that Jungkook isn’t a saint, he really fucking far from it. Although, one thing's for sure, it’s his absolute hatred for the way his brain was wired in his freshman year of college. Yes, Jungkook still remains as one of the standing campus fuckboys but he’s gained a few more brain cells since then.

Jungkook opens his mouth to retort, only to be met with Suho’s back as he turns his attention towards you.

“Y/N, darling if I were you i’d make a run for it, ya know keep your chastity intact or whatever.” His smile is saccharine sweet, though his words are sickly sour.

The months of pent up anger stored within your being bubbles and overflows like a bad science experiment. You’ve quickly decided that now’s that time to expose the shitty excuse of a man, and quite frankly you don’t care that you have an audience. Actually, an audience would make this all the better.

Your finger is strong, pointing accusingly at his broad chest. “You know what you stupid motherfucker? Don’t waltz in here with that dumb smile of yours when you know you have some disgusting cheesy infection growing down there.”

Suho’s eyes widen slightly. It was no secret he was a walking STD, just about infecting every girl that was naive enough to sit on his dick.

Everyone at the party has definitely stopped to listen to what you have to say. You even spot Jin from the corner of your eye sending you a proud smile. “And while we're on the topic of cheese, Learn how to wash your fucking dick!”

You don’t let him have a moment to speak, grabbing Jungkook’s hand and pulling him out of the house.

A few people applaud, some girls praise you on your way out. You give them no mind, you’ve had enough for tonight.

Jungkook starts his car, no questions asked. It’s obvious to him that there’s bad blood between you and Suho. What you don’t know is that Jungkook can also relate.

Technically there was no bad blood between them, moreso the hurtful memories and manipulation Suho put him through. To put it simply, Suho was probably the worst influence Jungkook could ever have as a vunerable freshman.

The crunch of gravel and soft melodies that spill out of Jungkook’s radio converse with eachother and fill the defeaning silence that sits between you and Jungkook.

Jungkook doesn’t even know where he’s going, he just drives.

Every so often he checks up on you from the corner of his eye. Your knees stick tightly together and point away from him. Your fingers curl and uncurl, leaving cresent moons in your skin. And to finish it off, your face remains still, hostility completely washing over your features. If Jungkook didn’t know any better he would think you’d jump out of his car and make a run for it at the chance of him stopping the car.

It’s seven sniffles later when Jungkook decides he knows where he should take you.

The night sky is clear and the stars burn brightly to accompany the full round moon. It’s the perfect setting for release and maybe a screaming session if you’re up for it.

Jungkook makes a stop behind a forest of tall trees and a dirt path. You sit up immediately.

“Where are we?” Your eyes are rimmed with tears, “I want to go home.”

Jungkook shuts the engine off, “you never told me where you live.”

“Well you never asked!”

Maybe you shouldn’t have yelled because from the looks of it, Jungkook just wants to help you out and clearly you’re not being the friendliest right now.

You curl back into yourself, “sorry”, another sniffle.

Jungkook brings your fists into his hands and warmly opens them up. You refuse to look at him, it doesn’t deter Jungkook one bit.

Tenderly he brings a finger under your chin, gradually bringing your eyes up to his. Jungkook takes his time with you, careful to not set you off until you’re face to face with his warm eyes.

“I brought you here because it’s apparent we both need let out some pent up steam.” He drags his fingers delicately across the curve of your chin and back into his lap. His touch is fleeting, you miss it already. “I just thought you may want to vent or just shout out into the void, it’s up to you.” You nod, fully trusting Jungkook’s intentions. “And at any time you feel like going home just say the word and I’ll take you there, okay?”

Your heart swells in adoration at his caring nature, though you can’t help but wonder how he can have such a sudden change in personality depending on where he is and who he’s with. It’s unnerving.

Jungkook clicks his seatbelt off and heads out the car, “put your dress back on princess, I’ll be out here waiting for you.” You mutter your confirmation and do as he asks.

The cool summer air kisses your skin and runs through your hair as you step out of the car. Jungkook is already by your side dressed in an oversize hoodie with another in his hand as well as a fuzzy blanket.

Jungkook steps closer to you, holding the hem of his hoodie to slip over your body. Without a second thought you raise your hands causing Jungkook to chuckle at how cute you look dwarfed in his clothes.

The same cologne you smelled on his skin earlier lingers on every fibre of fabric around you. His scent is everywhere, swirling around your head, instantly calming down your anxieties. You smile at him, “Lead the way Jungkook.”

Jungkook leads you up a small hill and you notice the trees opening up to display a lush field of grass. However, the sight before you leaves you in absolute wonder. You stand completely still and take it all in.

The night sky is dark but the city below illuminates is beautifully. Your gaze bounces over all the buildings, skyscrapers and their dazzling bright lights. It’s peaceful up here, you decide as you take a glimpse of the hundreds of tall structures looking so tiny, so ant-like.

Jungkook is settled behind you, his legs comfortably folded underneath himself. He remembers what it was like the first time he saw the view, which is why he doesn’t blame your stunned silence and glazed eyes.

“How did you find this place?”

You find your way towards Jungkook and plant yourself right beside him. “I don’t know, I was just driving aimlessly one night and found it, It’s nice right.”

You hum, “it’s beautiful.”

Jungkook murmurs in agreement as you lie down on the woolly blanket beneath you. The stars twinkle and glimmer amongst the deep blue sky, creating a serene experience. You shut your eyes.

“I hate him.”

Jungkook looks down at you, you don’t see him though. “Suho?”

“Yeah”, you exhale deeply, “I can’t believe I had to see him again.”

Although Jungkook knows you can’t see him, he swivels his body around to face you properly. “Did you guys date or something?”

You scoff, “pffft you know Suho doesn’t date anyone.” You open your eyes, meeting a pair of round docile ones. You continue, “Suho was the first guy who every gave me an ounce of attention. Before him guys never looked my way. Jungkook remains silent, letting you pour out what’s on your mind.

“Suho had me fooled, I thought I was special to him, thought he saw something in me that was different from the others. Turns out that was his game after all”

You speak so animatedly, your hands wave around in the air, your eyebrows scrunch when the memories come back to you. “It’s stupid really, how I used to gush to him about finding the one person in the universe that was created just for me. I guess he used this as my weak point.”

Inhale, exhale.

“He made me believe he was that special person for me, used it as an excuse to pressure me into sex.” A tear rolls down the side of your face, falling perfectly in a straight line. “I almost gave in, but something just felt so wrong. Every time I said no he would call me terrible names, tell me that no one would want me if I never gave them what they wanted. And I believed him.”

Another tear escapes your wet orbs, Jungkook is there to wipe it this time.

“I broke it off after I found out he fucked my roommate and gave her some disease.” You chuckle, “I guess I’m lucky I never let him fuck me huh?”

Jungkook’s heart breaks at your saddened eyes and the way Suho treated you, he sweeps a stray hair out of you face. “I think you dodged a bullet there princess, what he did to you was pure evil, no one, and especially you don’t deserve that”

You sit up, wiping remaining tears and thanking him as you go, “It’s your turn now.” You pat his thigh, “tell me why Suho got you so riled up tonight.”

Jungkook shuffles in his spot, “It’s actually kind of similar to you.”

You gasp sarcastically, “no way he pressured you into sex too?”

He laughs, eyes squeezing shut, “No, no, nothing like that.”

You lean closer to Jungkook, giving him the same attention he had given you. “My father left when my mother found out she was pregnant with me, so growing up I had no male figure present in my life. My mother stopped at nothing to give me that to the point that almost every week I’d wake up and see a new man drinking out of my favourite mug. I didn’t mind it because I was only a child and some part of me always hoped they would stay, but they never did.”

“My mom was a hopeless romantic. She held so much sentimental and idealistic views on love that it stuck to me. She always told me that there was someone special out there just for me.” You smile at the similar belief, Jungkook sighs.

“Cut to college, Suho was the first friend I made. I had no experience with girls whatsoever, and I still held on to my mother’s faith. Whenever I talked to Suho about it he would always shut me down or make fun of me.”

“He told me that all my feelings are bullshit, and that I only felt that way because I’ve never hooked up with anyone before. Next thing I knew we were going to parties every week getting absolutely shitfaced and fucking every girl I laid eyes on.”

You nod, listening intently. “And tonight, he hit a nerve. What he said made me realise that I’m just as bad as him. He moulded me into this person and now I have a reputation.”

Jungkook’s eyes drop, “he broke my concept of love before I even got to experience it.”

You never knew Jungkook was in a place like this. You always thought he was like Suho, built to break hearts and show no emotion when it came to love. Jungkook was nothing like that. His heart was truly big, desperately longing for someone.

Placing your hand on top of his own you comfort him as best as you can, “oh, Jungkook, trust me when I tell you this, the love in your heart is not broken. Think about it, most people you’ve met have been through college right?” He nods, “there are so many other people out there that you’ve never met, soon you’ll be able to find that someone and learn how to love. I know you present yourself as this emotionless playboy, but once you let that part of you go it’ll feel so freeing.”

Jungkook stares deeply into your eyes, he’s so thankful that he decided to bring you here, he can’t contain his happiness.

“Can I like, hug you?” Jungkook asks shyly. You smile, and it’s so big and bright Jungkook might as well be staring at the sun. Before he knows it, you’re tackling him into the most wholesome hug he’s ever had. You’re warm and you smell like vanilla, It feels like home.

“Get up”, he says abruptly, extending his arm to pull up your confused self.

“What-”, Jungkook cuts you off, “have you ever just let yourself scream?”

Jungkook has intertwined your hands together, and your heart pounds at the realisation of how well they fit together. “Well, no but I assume that’s what we’re about to do right now.”

He pulls you closer to the edge of the small hill, the view of the city sparkles right in front of you. “On the count of three, one- two- three!”

You scream, you let it all out and God does it feel refreshing.

The two of you sound utterly insane, but none you give a single fuck. You scream until your lungs burn and your throat itches you to stop.

The volume of both of your voices ring out into the night sky only for the moon, stars and yourselves. The night is still young but Jungkook wouldn’t have it any other way.

With you he lets go of everything, all the past mistakes, all the hurt because at this moment he feels like he could fly, soar into the clouds.

He feels infinite.

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ggukkiedae · 4 years

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request for yoonmi on carpool karaoke :)

i gotchu hun! we’re doing this bullet style though if you donmt mind 🥰

everything she says is gonna be in english soooo yeah i wont do the italics thing for this ✊🏻

they unfolded the seat in between namjoon and james for her to sit on

“i really felt i needed eight people in the car to get to work properly” “you’re one strange man, james” “yes, yes i am”

tiny yoonmi in between namjoon and james vibing during mic drop just had her giggling and she couldn't rap properly because of how much she was giggling

“get it, jin oppa!”

the dance break part happened and she just “woah, i can feel the car bouncing”

he asked her and namjoon if they usually acted as translators and she just

“i’m actually not the best with korean, so we have rm oppa for that!” “that is a lie, princess”

“so how’d you guys learn english, again?” “i grew up in like england then la then the philippines, so yeah. but rm oppa learned from friends!” “watching the show friends?”

she heard seokjin and yoongi’s conversation in the back and had to cover her mouth to keep herself from laughing

when seokjin said he couldn’t understand but just laugh, she went into a fit of giggles and turned her head around to look at him. they made eye contact, and they both just laughed harder

singing the friends theme song, she didn’t clap along but waited to see if anyone would make a mistake

finesse playing and she nailed cardi b’s part with the boys hyping her up

“ggukoo oppa go!” “ooooh don’t we look good together”

she was straight up vibing to finesse

“girl you got it going on” she and jungkook accidentally harmonized and they just looked at each other like O.O

when asking about nicknames after tae said he was good boy james asked her “how bout our international sweetheart? any more nicknames?”

“i’ve had one since 2013, it’s nation’s makdungie? i can’t translate that wait” “wow, it’s been years. i heard you’re also called one of the princesses of kpop?” “oh yeah! it’s me, nct’s hannah, and now tomorrow by together’s seri! they’re good friends of mine and people just started calling us that for some reason” “well, it’s true. how about you jimin, i heard you were called mochi?”

she lost it at “you’re papa mochi”

her bridge part with jungkook got the car going silent during on

after the whole dumpling discussion, namjoon just “honestly our two youngests, too. miya and jk” “oh?”

“they fight about everything, but they’re never big arguments” hoseok clarified which namjoon translated

“but you two are best friends, right?” “right, so we get over fights in like seconds, right, oppa?”

she turned around to face jungkook who booped her nose “right”

then a familiar melody started playing and she laughed “why are you playing wannabe?”

hoseok was vibing the hardest out of everyone

and for some reason all the boys knew every word which had her shookt?

“so miya, as my honorary korean daughter, we have to talk about this. nct’s mark is on this track” “oh my god! i knew you’d bring this up!”

she was laughing while the members oohed at the mention of her (recently revealed to the public) boyfriend “bet you had to ask management for special permission on that, huh?”

“how long have you been dating?” “almost two years now, actually. why is this a big deal though? we’re just dating like everyone does? i bet you’ve done dates, james” “well, yes, but you’re international sweetheart! the world needs to know you’re being treated right!”

she smiled at the thought of mark “he treats me very well, thank you. next song!”

namjoon ruffled her hair lightly at that as james laughed and played black swan

when asked who she was most excited to meet, she deadass went “aside from shinee i think niall horan? yeah and ariana grande... oh! and troye sivan! troye, if you’re watching this, hi!”

when they were listening to circles, she was harmonizing with everyone

seokjin asked namjoon to ask what james would do if they were 9 instead of 8 and she laughed at james’s implication of joining the group

they pulled up to a dance studio and she was putting in minimal effort for the dance they suddenly joined

“i don’t like working out” she gasped out while doing the next dance

she was laughing when jimin was teaching the choreo for on “maybe we should have taught gogo instead”

#yoonmi.request #yoonmi.interview #yoonmi.mots7 #bts 8th member #bts female member #bts female addition #miya #yoonmi #kim yoonmi

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yangsrose · 4 years

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Roller Coaster | Johnny

“I know we don’t know each other but you seem really scared right now so you can hold my hand if you would like”

NCT’s Johnny soulmate!au where you can’t see colour until you have physical contact with your soulmate.

Using this gif because he looks absolutely adorable!!!!

This is how you were going to go. You wouldn’t even have a chance to meet your soulmate, start a family with your soulmate, heck even experiencing seeing colours for the first time because your horrible friends were forcing you to go on what seemed to be the scariest thing that you had ever seen. Saying that this was the worst decision of your life was an understatement. This was by far the worst thing that you were pressured into doing, and no other decision not even your sleep deprived extremely caffeinated decisions could top the one that you were going through right now. When you agreed to go to the newly opened amusement park near your house with a group of your close friends, you did not expect to get roped into riding the tallest roller coaster that was in the park. They tried persuading you into believing that it wasn’t that bad and that it wasn’t as tall as the park advertised it to be or that it wasn’t as scary as people who rode it claimed to be.

As you got closer to the start of the roller coaster however, all the reassuring words fell to deaf ears as you began to tremble at the sight of the huge drop that awaited anyone who dared to ride the roller coaster. You felt your heart rate accelerate as you got into the seats for the roller coaster. Unlucky for you, since there were seven people in your group, you were forced to sit in the back with people that you didn’t know because there was no way that you would sit in the front. A group of boys joined the empty seat of the roller coaster car, and you soon found yourself sitting next to an incredibly handsome and tall young man. He smiled at you as he sat down to your right, and you tried to give him a genuine smile back.

After everyone got situated in their seats and gave the all clear to the assistant, The car slowly started its path, acceding to the top of the tracks. Your breathing hitched up as you found yourself going higher and higher on the tracks. You closed your eyes and looked away from the ground, unknowingly facing the young man next to you. He looked over when he saw a movement from the corner of his eye, and nearly cooed at how cute you looked squeezing your eyes tightly while clutching onto the handle bar as if it was the only thing keeping you alive. He cleared his throat, causing you to look at him and get surprised at how close you were to him. You moved back in panic and quietly apologized. He quietly giggled and said that it was okay.

“I know we don’t know each other, but you seem really scared right now so you can hold my hand if you would like” The young man said while extending his hand towards you. You hesitantly looked at him and realised that nothing could go wrong, and that you were in need of the security that was found from touching someone. As you reached the peak of the roller coaster, you held onto the strangers hand, mentally apoligising for the sweat that was profoundly coating your hands. All of a sudden. the whole world burst into colour as the landscape around you looked like someone had hit it with a paint palette. You saw colour unexpectedly burst from all the roller coaster car and the people surrounding you. You looked at the young man next to you who was now mirroring your same exact expression. At that exact moment, the roller coaster plunged down, causing you to scream and cling onto the man’s torso. He held onto you tighter if that was possible and laughed at the sudden adrenaline mixed with the weightless feeling that rushed through his body.

When you reached the bottom of the roller coaster and freed yourself from the restraints, which is the best part of a roller coaster if you ask me you realised that you were still holding onto the strangers - cross that your soulmate’s - hand. You looked up at him and immediately took note of how tall he was.

“I’m Y/N.” you said stretching out your hand to greet your soulmate more formally.

“My name’s John but you can call me Johnny.” you soulmate stated while smiling fondly at you.

“I know these were weird circumstances to meet on but I’m really glad I met you.” you said while softly smiling and looking up at him. He pulled you into a hug and you mentally noted that he smelled and felt like the comfort that is found after coming home from a long day of work. In the midst of the hug, you heard soft whispering coming from behind you which cause you to turn around and see what was causing the commotion.

“Soooo Y/N, when are you going to tell us you met your soulmate?” you groaned and were met with the faces of your friends and Johnny’s friends excitedly giggling and basically jumping up and down while looking at the both of you waiting for an introduction. Meeting your soulmate on a roller coaster was probably the most weirdest place to meet them, but you knew that the unusual place just meant that your relationship would bring the same adrenaline and emotions that one faced while riding a roller coaster which made you even more excited to make a lifetime worth of memories with Johnny.

#i saw this prompt a really long time ago and randomly remembered it and had to write about it #nct reactions #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct drabbles #nct soulmate au #nct x reader #johnny suh #nct johnny #johnny drabbles #johnny scenarios #johnny fluff #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #kpop fluff #kpop drabbles #kpop x reader

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somethingaboutlukejatp · 4 years

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Ghostly Outlook

Story Summary: y/n and her friend Peyton attend the last PANIC! at the Disco Showing at the Orpheum Theatre, not only hearing one of their favorite bands, but seeing a legendary opening performance by a new band in town: Julie and the Phantoms. After running into the band in the streets, y/n realizes that while people have had the opportunity to see their band, not everyone has the chance to see the boys, and with that chance comes a whole new world- of possibilities, friends, relationships, and pain.

Word Count: 733

Warnings: None

Part One

“Wow” Peyton said as we walked out of the theater. “Not only did we get to finally see PANIC!, but we also got to experience that super cool hologram band that everyone has been raving about for the last month!” She exclaimed, throwing her purse back over her shoulder after grabbing out her phone. I smiled, looking down at my feet as I remember the wink the bass guitarist had thrown at me halfway through their opening set. “Oooo, someone’s blushing. You’re remembering that split second where you were the only fan in the room, huh?” Peyton continued joking with me. I rolled my eyes, shoving her lightly as we stopped at the corner to wait for a cab.

“Oh, shut it Peyton, you know that was just him being friendly with us in hopes we keep listening, all boys that are in bands tend to have that kind of personality.” I muttered.

“Okay, just because your last boyfriend was a complete asshole and didn’t think you were anything better than a late night ‘you still awake’ text does not mean that all boys are like that, y/n. But hey, if it makes you feel better, they are holograms. It’s not like you’ll ever see them here in person again, right?” Peyton retorted, finally flagging down a cab. She opened the door, sitting down as she looked back at me. “Be safe while you’re waiting- its Hollywood for crying out loud, and you never know how long the next cab is going to be.” I smiled and closed the door, patting the top of the car and letting the cab driver know he could drive off while I waited for the next one to stop.

“Hey okay you guys can’t blame me for wanting to make sure she’s fine- if she caught my eye in the crowd, I can’t imagine how many other guys would notice her!” A voice said behind me. I kept my eyes forward, scanning the streets for the next open cab.

“Reggie, I literally cannot believe you dragged our asses all the way out here just to spy on a cute girl from our show tonight- she can’t even hear you. Or see you, for that matter.” Another voice said. At this point, my interest was piqued. What the hell were they talking about back there? Nonetheless, I finally pulled out my phone, going to order an uber home and stop wasting my time on hoping a taxi would pull over.

“Shut up, Luke. Just because Julie can see you and hear you and physically touch you does not mean you get to brag about it at any time. Just for once I would like to be the one heard by someone who has the opportunity to mean someone to me.” The first voice spoke up again, softer this time. I clicked off my phone and sighed, holding on to my purse as I now awaited my uber, which was three minutes away.

“Reg, one day you’ll find someone who sees you the way Julie sees me and Willie sees Alex. I just don’t think it’ll be a brown haired human girl you winked at during our concerts.” Alright, that was it. They were talking about me, and while it could not be possible for holograms to stand behind me at a street intersection, somehow it was happening. I turned around and found myself staring at the three boys from the opening band I had seen just hours before. They were all staring back, but they blanched as I met all three of their eyes.

“Not that I don’t appreciate being talked about by an attractive teenaged boy band, my track record with people like you guys isn’t so hot, so I’d appreciate if you’d either approach me and discuss my safety or just leave me alone.” I quipped, spinning around again. My heart was hammering inside of my chest, something about seeing the boys I had just been obsessing over with my friend was making me so excited. But my mind was reminding me what had happened the last time I let myself get too close to a band member and… that wasn’t something I was willing to put myself through again.

“Woah, woah woah woah woah woah WAIT.” The long haired one moved in front of me, hands up in front of him. “You can SEE us?!”

Read Part Two HERE!!

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A/N: Hey guys! So, this is my first ever tumblr post. I literally finished bingeing Julie and the Phantoms today after a friend recommended it to me and let me tell you, I am OBSESSED. The first thing I do after I love a show like this is listen to the soundtrack over and over again. Then follow the cast. Then go and look for fanfics, even if they’re small! It just keeps me in the love of the world. But I noticed there weren’t a whole ton yet, soooo I decided to write my own. We’ll have to see where this goes though. I’m excited. I hope you are too.

#julie and the phantoms #charlie gillespie #juke #willex #reggie x reader #luke patterson #julie molina #alex jatp #reggie jatp #jatp #jatp fic

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vro0m · 3 years

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vro0m’s rewatch - 31/288

2008 Italian GP

Recap and GIFs!

If you were disappointed by that Seb video you might wanna check out this recap!

And Monza was ALSO a wet quali?! Seriously. I can’t wait to count how many wet races happened that season when I’ll do the overall recap. It’s so weird.

Lewis ran into some issues in quali? He’s 15th on the grid?! So he spun in quali because for some reason they put him on inters while it was raining. Not smart. Seb is pole though! The youngest driver in history to take pole position, and the first one for Toro Rosso!

And it might rain today too. At the moment the track is wet but I don’t think it’s raining. Of course, there’s talk about the outcome of the Belgian GP. Charlie Whiting told Ron Dennis “yes it should be ok” when asked about the situation but as Dennis says, it’s the stewards who decide, and they decided Lewis didn’t give back enough advantage to Raikkonen (again, Max Verstappen 2021 Jeddah GP comes to mind). The other drivers agree that Lewis should have waited longer to try to overtake him again after he gave back the place. I mean I agree too, as I said in the last recap, it was obviously controversial. A whole 25 seconds penalty might be a little bit severe though.

The journalists say maybe the stewards’ decision is warranted but the inconsistencies are an issues. !!! Can’t believe it’s already a problem back then lol. They say when you watch different Formula races and they’re not all handed the same penalties it’s difficult to understand + why would it take so long to make a decision? They say they tried to talk about it with Mosley as he’s there that weekend but couldn’t get an interview with him (I mean yeah, no shit, the whole n*zi pr*stitutes scandal happened what, a couple of months before at this point?)

So the grid looks weird : Seb, Kovalainen, Webber. Massa 6th, Raikkonen 14th, Lewis 15th. I’m here for very happy baby Seb though!

Lewis says of his qualifying “it’s just one of those days where you think what was I thinking” (yeh I’d like to know too cause wtf man) He says the decision was made by his engineer and himself to try the inters. The data afterwards showed his rear brakes weren’t really working cause they were too cold.

The journalist says he knows he can’t talk about many aspects of the last GP but he asks how long did the exhilaration from racing like that last.

He answers normally it would last for a long time but when you have “.....Stuff” happening like they did it kind of brings it down. He was very happy with the job he did and the fact that he never gave up. He says he finds the grid for this GP exciting as it’s kinda flipped around.

They’re headed for the grid. Massa is already running wide. That’s worrying. Interestingly they changed his engine, but only after quali.

I like that Louise has a good rapport with the drivers. You can tell when they talk to her that they’re friendly, even when she asks hard questions or sees them just after they had to retire during races.

We don’t know yet if they’re going to start under Safety Car. They did so for the GP2 race but Martin Brundle says it was actually worse in a way because the Safety Car goes in right before the long straight to the first corner so in the end, they got there at even higher speed that they would have if they had started on the grid.

And it’s raining.

Formation lap. Oh Bourdais can’t start his car, he’s gonna have to start from the back. Poor boy. His seat for next year isn’t secured yet and he was crying after quali. Loads of spray. I’m nervous. Oh they got Bourdais’ car started on the grid, he’s gonna join the other now? WAIT THAT WAS ACTUALLY THE START OF THE RACE? They didn’t do a formation lap then? I’m confused.

And they’re racing, then, I guess?

Ah, wait, they went a full lap around and then started the race under Safety Car. Which means Bourdais is lapped I think. Welp. Anyway, the GP is underway now. Safety Car in... and go!

Soooo much spray. Glock cuts a corner and tucks back behind whoever is in front of him lol I can’t see anything. Apparently, after Spa, the official rule is : if you give back a place you have to wait at least until the next corner to try to overtake again. (I don’t remember if that’s what happened in 2021 Jeddah, I guess we’ll see when I get there with my rewatch, probably years from now because it’s clearly gonna take ages lol) Ooop, Lewis also cut a corner, and while racing Raikkonen again. Well he’s not making the same mistake twice and gives back the advantage as stated just above.

10 laps in, Lewis is up in 12th but struggling. Oooh now he overtakes Raikkonen, perfect! He’s starting to show some pace.

Nope, he pushed someone on the grass... Eesh. It was Glock coming back at him after he passed him. He’s now racing Kubica for 8th. He has to be careful being that aggressive if he doesn’t wanna get more penalties. The journalists say he might not have seen him though, with the spray. Idk. Clean overtake on Kubica though, very beautiful.

And we hear more rain might come and last. Seb pits from the lead and gets back out in 4th. Lewis overtakes Alonso, and it wasn’t as clean this time. They made contact? Unsure. Oh no, not again, he cut the corner after overtaking someone and has to give back the place. It keeps happening during this race, and not only to him. Everybody seems to struggle in that one chicane.

Lap 20. Kovalainen pits, and Massa, which puts Seb back in the lead! Lewis is now 4th. Now 3rd. Now 2nd! Well, of course he still has to pit but damn, he started 15th. First Sewis podium maybe? Lewis is less than a second behind him right now. They’ll both have to stop at some point.

And here we go, halfway through the race, Lewis pits. He gets full wets, we must hope for that rain then. So the standings are : Seb, Kovalainen, Alonso and Kubica who haven’t stopped yet, Webber, then Heidfeld who also has to pit, Massa and 10 seconds behind is Lewis in 8th. But I think everybody in front of Massa who’s already pitted are on a 2-stops strategy so if Seb can pull a big enough gap to Massa to make his second pit stop, potentially Massa is 2nd and Lewis 3rd?

With 20 laps to go, Massa pits and switches for inters. It’s true it’s still not raining. Everybody is pitting for inters at the moment. Including Seb and Lewis!

With 16 laps to go then, it’s Seb, Kovalainen, Kubica, Alonso, Heidfeld, Massa, Lewis, who’s going fastest at the moment.

10 laps to go. Now they announce light rain again, but still nothing at this point. Lewis is slow for some reason, Webber is closing in on him. 5 laps to go. Webber is less than 0.5 behind him, it’s not looking good. He tries to overtake, but Lewis didn’t leave him much room to do so. Webber is forced to cut the chicane. It’s weird to be constantly expecting the DRS to kick in when they’re following each other that closely and of course it never does because it wasn’t a thing back then lol.

They talk about Vettel’s attitude towards the media : “He’s happy, he’s friendly, he answers your questions, he shakes hands with the soundman, he shakes hands with the cameraman, and the interviewer, and he thanks you for the interview. He’ll give GP winners a bad name!” and “he has a fantastic sense of humour!”.

Coulthard crashed into Nakajima and there’s debris on the track, Massa drives on it as he goes by. Hopefully no one gets a puncture.

Last lap...

And it’s the end of the race!

Seb is the youngest F1 GP winner ever! Kovalainen P2, Kubica P3, Lewis in 7th.

Kubica hugs Seb, cute! He’s elated on the podium, it’s adorable. He’s also very winded.

Lewis says he thinks he drove a good race, unfortunately it didn’t rain. He congratulates Seb. It was damage control anyway. He admits once he was behind Massa, he struggled to keep up the pace and had to look after his tyres and had to defend whatever points he could get out of this.

He says in the end, it’s a relief he only lost one point to Massa.

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Christmas with poly!Slenjack, Slendra, and Y/N’s kid from slenjack x single parent!reader (and Jasmine and Juliette if it’s not too much)? Love your writing btw!

I LOVE THIS ASK AND I AM SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET TO. I kind of fell out of doing requests and writing except for lore stuff so I apologise. I’m getting back on track now and I’m going to clear out my inbox and get to the requests that have been rotting away in here for so long. I’m sorry for all of this yall :( I just needed a break I guess. Edit: forgot to tag @queenofmandy bc she basically fleshed out the twins and made them developed characters and ik she’ll wanna see this HSDGDSJ

Anyway enjoy!

Your conventional christmas would be spent with family, surely. Dinner with your parents and exchanging gifts with your little boy, Sam. But this year is a little different. You took Sam to see his grandparents that morning. He seems very happy with his gift, and all the extra candy that's probably going to keep both of you on a sugar rush till January. Now though, it's afternoon, and you're headed for another place. Your boyfriends house. Not boyfriend's, boyfriends. Plural.

"Y'know I don't know HOW Slender keeps managing to get the minivan through to the house," you murmur as you lead Sam through the forest. He giggles and you adjust the big plastic bag in your free hand. "You excited to see em sweetie?"

"Yeah!" He chirps. "Are Jasmine and Juliette gonna be there?"

You laugh a bit. "Sweetheart, it's christmas. They're not going anywhere."

"Juliette doesn't have a date?"

You snort. "For once, no." You chuckle a bit as you walk over the line of mushrooms and into the spacious front yard of the house. Typically, it'll be full of colour from the bushes and flowerbeds, and the large tree in the yard would be bearing lots of fruit, but now it's all covered in snow. You trudge through it, noticing a few snow angels in the ground as you pass, before reaching the front door. You knock a couple times before opening it. They always leave it unlocked for you. "C'mon sweetie." You call gently as you step inside.

You help Sam take off his coat, hat and scarf before doing the same with yourself. He's dressed in a brand new outfit you got him. Denim overalls and a rainbow striped shirt. It's probably obvious where he got that outfit idea from. In the other room up the hall you can hear laughter and yelling. You grab your bag again and walk up the hall, Sam following at your heels.

"Can ye reach luv?"

"Pff- yeh da, I can-"

"Or do ye need ta go higher?!"

"DA! PU' ME DOWN-" Juliette squeals as LJ stretches his arms, lifting her higher up into the air. She kicks her legs and laughs along with him. You grin as you enter the living room. LJ is holding one of his twin daughters up to the gigantic christmas tree, cackling in amusement. Sam stares up in amazement.

"Sammy!!" Jasmine, the second twin, squeals as she spots you. She dashes over and sweeps Sam up off the ground, holding him up. ‘’There ye are ye li’le bin lid!’’ she coos. You chuckle a bit. Jasmine adores Sam, and Sam adores Jasmine. She grins.

‘’Hi!’’ Sam chirps quietly. He kicks his legs and giggles at her.

Jasmine puts him down with a grunt. ‘’Ye’re ge’in big, ain’tcha?’’ she says with a wide smile. ‘’No’ g’nna be able ta pick ye up much longer.’’ Sam whines in response and she pats his head. ‘’Don’ worry, da can still lif’ ye up,’’ she looks over at Jasmine. ‘’Righ’ Jules?’’

LJ turns to look at you. His bright blue eyes widen in surprise as he spots you. He puts Juliette down and turns to you, grinning wide. He’s wearing a thick lavender sweater, rather than his usual monochrome outfit. ‘’y/n!’’ he chirps before rushing over to you. He hugs you tight and sweeps you up off the ground. You cry out in surprise and he leans up and pecks a kiss onto your lips. He giggles. ‘’I’s good ta see ya luv!’’

You laugh a bit. ‘’You too, sweetie.’’ you reply fondly before kissing him again. He blushes a soft pink and giggles some more.

“'Ow are ye, me dear?" He asks softly, looking up at you with big blue eyes. You smile gently at him.

"Good. Saw my parents. Sam is really happy," you glance over at your son and smile. He's excitedly talking with the twins, probably about the gifts he got earlier. You look back at LJ. "How about you, birthday boy?"

He grins and giggles. "Pre'y good," he gently sets you down again and toys with the sleeves of his sweater. "Th' kiddos 'ave been 'avin' a grea' time." He glances at the girls. Juliette notices and pauses for a moment, giving a gap-toothed grin and waving before going back to playing with Sam.

The kitchen door suddenly swings open behind him. "Jasmine dear can you-" Slender leans out of the kitchen before suddenly noticing you. "Y/n!" He steps out into the living room, having seemingly forgotten about Jasmine. You smile softly as he walks over to you. He’s wearing a red apron with a fluffy white trim. He leans down and you peck a kiss onto where his mouth would be. He stands up again. ‘’You’re early.’’

His stern tone surprises you. ‘’I am?’’

‘’Yes! You said you’d be here by three, it’s half past two!’’ he glares at you and you laugh nervously.

‘’Oh. Oops.’’ you murmur. He stands up and sighs, moving quickly back to the kitchen.

‘’It’s fine, it’s fine- you’ll just have to wait a little for lunch.’’ he mutters.

Sam’s head perks up, noticing Slender. He grins.‘’Slendy!’’ he squeaks. Slender stops for a moment and looks at him. A tendril reaches over and pats his head of messy curls. Sam giggles and Slender disappears into the kitchen again.

‘’’E’s comple’ly run off ‘is fee’, th’ poor bugger…’’ Jack murmurs behind you. You glance at him and he shakes his head, sighing. ‘’Ev’ry year ‘e does this, worries abou’ makin’ th’ day perfec’...wish ‘e’d jus’ relax fer once, ye know?’’ he looks down at you and shrugs, as if to say there isn’t really much to be done about it.

‘’y/n!’’ you turn around at the sound of your name being called. Standing in front of the kitchen door is Slendra, LJ and Slender’s third daughter. She’s short, but also taller than her older sisters. Her hair is fiery, turning from blonde to red at the tips, and she has small horns that curl toward her face. Her skin is a reddish-brown, with golden eyes and freckles across her face. She’s wearing a small red dress with a white collar and trim. She smiles at you, hands clasped together politely. ‘’Happy christmas!’’

You smile and step toward her. She runs over and hugs you. ‘’Happy christmas, sweetheart.’’ you murmur softly. She steps away and looks at the bag in your hand.

‘’Want me to take that?’’ she asks, polite as ever. You chuckle and pull it away.

‘’No, no. Those are the presents.’’ you wink at her. She looks surprised for a second before breaking into a grin. You can feel LJ’s eyes gazing intently at your back. He definitely heard that. You walk past Slendra and crouch down at the gigantic christmas tree. A bonus of having a big house with high ceilings. You take your gifts out, one by one, and set them under the tree. You glance up and see LJ is standing next to the tree, watching you intently. You giggle. ‘’You’ll get yours later, sweetie. Promise.’’ you chide. He smiles and laughs a bit before moving over to you. You let out a noise of surprise as he suddenly picks you up and carries you past the kids to the couch. You laugh a bit as he sets you down.

‘’Ya want anyfink, luv?’’ he asks. You think for a moment.

‘’A drink would be nice.’’ you say before glancing at Sam. ‘’Sweetie, do you want anything?’’

He looks over his shoulder at you. ‘’Do you have batteries?’’ he asks. Jack arches a brow and looks at you.

‘’He got a car from his grandma. It needs batteries.’’ you murmur. He smiles in understanding and nods before reaching into his sleeve.

‘’Sure, kiddo.’’ he pads over to him and pulls out a package of batteries. ‘’Le’ th’ girls pu’ ‘em in, okay? Don’ want’cha ge’in ‘urt.’’

Sam grins and nods, taking the batteries. ‘’Thanks Jackie!’’ he chirps before handing them off to Jasmine. Slendra walks past them as LJ disappears into the kitchen, sitting down beside you with a sigh. You tilt your head at her and smile.

‘’I like the dress.’’ you say simply. She looks at you and smiles. ‘’You been working in the kitchen?’’

She nods. ‘’Yeah. Mum needs ‘elp, and th’ twins are lazy soooo…’’

‘’I ‘eard tha’!’’ Juliette calls, glaring at you both. The two of you laugh. You listen to Slendra talk about her morning so far. She got some notebooks, a new dress from her uncle and a couple stuffed toys. You listen to her ramble about the lunch she’s been helping Slender make. Apparently she’s supposed to get more gifts, later, after everyone’s eaten. Slender and LJ must be saving some for when you and Sam came over. Considerate, you wouldn’t expect anything less.

"Ere luv," LJ's voice makes you look up from your conversation. He's holding a glass of champagne in one hand. He smiles at you and holds it out. "Budge up, will ya?" He moves over and takes a seat on the couch, putting himself in between you and Slendra. Definitely on purpose, as he ruffles the girl's hair affectionately.

"Pops! Be careful! If ye mess up me 'air mum will be mad!" She squeals, pouting. LJ laughs and looks at you.

"Kids, eh?"

You roll your eyes. "Tell me about it." You reply with a grin. You sip your champagne and look over at Sam and the twins. The car is up and running, and it's spinning around the floor in donuts. You smile a bit, watching Sam play with the twins (if by playing you mean listening to them talk his ears off).

The kitchen door swings open and you glance aside. Slender seems to smile. ‘’Lunch is ready, my dears.’’ he calls softly. You smile and get up. Jack takes your hand in his and tugs you into the kitchen. You can hear the twins behind you, still talking to Sam. He doesn’t seem to mind. He’s probably happy to be included in a conversation, especially with much older kids. The second you enter the kitchen you’re hit with the heavenly smell of fresh-baked pastry and roasting meat. You glance around, admiring the decorations before your eyes fall on the table. It’s practically a banquet, with plates of pastries, bowls of vegetables, a roasted ham and what you assume to be a casserole? You stare in wonder at the pigs-in-blankets before the sound of a cork popping makes you look up and over at Slender, who’s holding a bottle of wine. ‘’Do you want a drink, dears?’’

‘’I’ll ‘ave one!’’ Juliette calls with a grin as she sits down at the table. She ushers Sam to come over and sit between her and Jasmine.

Slender shakes his head. ‘’I know you do, Juliette.’’ he murmurs. ‘’You too Jasmine?’’ he asks. The girl nods. He doesn’t even need to ask Jack, he already knows it’s a yes. He looks over at you as he walks over to the table. ‘’y/n? Wine?’’

You smile and nod as you sit down beside Jack, across from Juliette. ‘’Sure.’’ Sam watches Slender pour out the wine and glances at you.

‘’Can I have some too?’’ he asks innocently. Your eyes widen with surprise and Jack wheezes beside you. The twins both cock a brow, looking at him in bemusement. Slendra watches him from her own seat, seemingly impressed by his brave ask.

‘’No, wine isn’t-’’

‘’Sure, sweetie,’’ you interrupt Slender, catching LJ’s eye and grinning slyly. ‘’One of the girls can give you a sip, can’t they?’’ you look over at Jasmine. Her eyes narrow at you for a moment, seemingly debating if she wants to go along with you or not. Eventually she gives in, holding her glass to Sam.

‘’Aight.’’

‘’Jasmine!’’ Slender practically shrieks, making LJ snicker. Slendra has to slap a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing. Sam takes the glass from Jasmine and takes a small sip.

His nose scrunches up in disgust and he shakes his head. ‘’That’s icky!’’ he declares. Juliette wheezes beside him, leaning her hand on the table for support. You can’t help it- you start laughing too. LJ is the same, cackling with that infectious laugh that has Slendra giggling beside him. Slender folds his arms.

‘’You’re all ruining christmas.’’ he mutters before sighing. ‘’Slendra, Sam, do you want juice?’’

‘’Yes please.’’ they both chirp. The rest of you start eating, passing around plates and bowls. The food is delicious. The roast potatoes are cooked to a perfect crisp, the meat is juicy and flavorful and the casserole is apparently potato, cheese and chicken. The pastries too are perfect. Fluffy and crispy, filled with delicious vegetables and meat. This is supposed to be just lunch?

‘’I think I did the ham wrong.’’ Slender murmurs, breaking the silence. You didn’t even realise nobody was talking, you were all too busy eating. You glance at him in surprise. ‘’It’s a bit too sweet.’’

Jack rolls his eyes. ‘’Slen, ye did i’ grand. ‘Ones’ly, this is amazin’. This is good enough fer th’ bluddy queen.’’ he gives Slender a firm look and you nod in agreement.

‘’Yeah,’’ you pause to swallow the bite of casserole in your mouth. ‘’This is delicious, sweetheart. I don’t think I’ve ever had something this good! Definitely better than I can do, right Sam?’’

The boy nods. ‘’Yeah! You could never make something as good as Slendy’s cooking!’’ he chirps. Your smile drops.

‘’Gee, thanks.’’

The twins giggle on either side of him. You roll your eyes playfully and get back to eating. The food is amazing, as you expected, and the meal is fun. LJ and Slender’s family are always fun to be around. The twins poke fun at each other, LJ makes bad jokes and Slender always has a blunt comment to add that makes you and Slendra laugh in unison. By the time you’re finished eating, you’re stuffed, and dinner feels like an impossible task. Slender shoo’s everyone out of the kitchen, and LJ leads you by the hand to the living room and onto the couch. He pulls you onto his lap, nuzzling against your neck lovingly. He feels soft, like a giant pillow, which makes you giggle. Jasmine shoots you a dirty look, but it disappears when Slender walks into the room.

‘’Are we ready for gifts?’’ he asks. Sam and LJ’s heads snap up, looking at him. You laugh a bit.

‘’Think so.’’ you reply. You wriggle out of LJ’s arms and move over to the tree, crouching down. ‘’You guys mind if I go first? I uh- put a lot of effort into my gifts and wanted to make them really special…’’ you look over your shoulder and smile a bit. LJ grins and Slender nods. You smile and sit back on your knees, pulling out two of the presents. ‘’Uhh...these are for Slendra and Juliette.’’ you turn around, holding out the gifts. The two girls walk over, taking their gifts. Juliette shakes hers, since her gift is bigger, while Slendra kneels down and carefully unwraps the paper on her gift. She gasps and holds it up.

‘’No way!’’ she grins at you. In her hands is a small box, with transparent plastic on the front, showing off the bow-tie inside. In the centre is a bright blue gem, and on either side, several peacock feathers. She grins and looks down at it. ‘’This is so fancy!’’

You chuckle. ‘’Yeah! I saw it and- well I remembered that time we went to the zoo.’’ you smile at her. She chuckles.

Juliette suddenly squeals and you turn to look at her. She’s grinning wide. ‘’Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!’’ she squeals, picking up the box.

LJ tilts his head from the couch. ‘’Wo’ is i’, luv?’’ he asks, smiling in amusement.

‘’A nail kit!’’ she squeaks. ‘’L-Like in th’ salons! ‘Cept I can do i’ a’ ‘ome now!’’ she grins, turning the box over to look at the information on the back. You chuckle.

‘’I remember coming over here and hearing you complain about how expensive getting your nails done is so…’’

She looks up at you and smiles in surprise. ‘’Ye were listenin’ t’ all’a’?’’ she asks, her voice soft and taken aback. You nod and tilt your head.

‘’Of course I was.’’ you reply. She looks down at the box again and smiles wider. She looks genuinely happy. You grab the other gifts and stand up. One large, flat triangle and an elegant black bag. You walk over to the couch and hold out the triangular gift to Jasmine. Jasmine has always been a little...wary of you. You don’t blame her. You’re dating her parents so it makes sense. She takes the gift, unwrapping it curiously.

Her eyes widen and she gasps. It’s a large, heart-shaped eyeshadow palette. ‘’I’ve been savin’ up fer this!’’ she yelps. You catch LJ’s eye and he winks at you. Jasmine looks up at you and smiles, pressing the palette to her chest. ‘’...Thanks y/n. I luv i’.’’

‘’Ye be’er plan on sharin’ tha’!’’ Juliette calls. Jasmine purses her lips and narrows her eyes.

‘’...only if ye do me nails fer me.’’

‘’Deal.’’

You laugh and turn to LJ and Slender. You smile nervously and reach into the bag. ‘’I hope you guys don’t mind...I combined your gifts into one.’’ they both tilt their heads curiously as you pull out two small white boxes. You hand one to each of them. ‘’You guys are...really open about yourselves. I mean- the matching wedding rings, eheh- and I know I’ve only been dating you guys a couple months but...I wanted to get something that represents all three of us.’’

LJ opens his box and pulls out a small, gold necklace. He gasps. ‘’Oooh!’’ he grins, eyes sparkling excitedly.

Slender is more delicate as he lifts up his own necklace, examining it. ‘’Oh- oh! Oh, dear you shouldn’t have…’’ you can tell he’s really happy. His head turns, looking at LJ. ‘’Dear do you- know what the symbol on it is…?’’

LJ looks up. ‘’Eh?’’ he looks down at the necklace. ‘’I’s er- well i’s a ‘eart, and one ‘f em uh- infini’y symbols!’’ he looks up, smiling, seemingly proud of himself for getting it right. You laugh a bit.

‘’I mean you’re half right,’’ you murmur. He looks at you as you tug out the gold chain around your neck, revealing that you yourself have a necklace to match them. ‘’It’s an infinity heart...it’s a symbol for polyamory. It represents us.’’ you explain softly. LJ looks at you in surprise, then smiles.

‘’Awe...luv…’’ he grins and reaches over, pulling you onto his lap. You giggle and grab his necklace, fastening it on for him. He smiles proudly and pecks a kiss onto your forehead. You laugh again, blushing hard. Slender suddenly taps your shoulder, catching your attention. You look up at him.

He’s holding a small gift, wrapped in festive red paper. Curious, you take it and pull off the paper. Inside are two things. A picture frame, and a piece of paper. You flip over the picture and your face lights up. It’s a picture of yourself, Slender and LJ from one of your first dates. You smile. ‘’Awe...Slender…’’ you don’t even have to ask if it was his idea. This has his name written all over it. He pats your head, pleased that you like it. Your attention turns to the slip of paper. You grab it, flipping it over. Your eyes widen and you look up at Slender. ‘’A- a spa weekend…?’’

‘’Tha’ wuz my idea.’’ Jack says above you, sounding proud. You look up at him in surprise and he smiles. ‘’Ye work real ‘ard, y/n...fer Sam, fer me an’ Slen...ye deserve a break. Ta trea’ yerself.’’ he leans in close and kisses your cheek. His clawed hand runs through your hair.

‘’We can look after Sam while you take the weekend to yourself.’’ Slender adds. You look up at him, then back at LJ. You smile softly. ‘’We really care about you, my dear…’’

‘’Yeh!’’ LJ smiles at you gently and caresses your cheek. His expression softens. ‘’...ye are g’nna look after yerself, righ’ luv?’’ he asks. ‘’Cuz we care abou’ ye...a lo’.’’ he tilts his head, cupping your face in his hand. Slender’s hand rests on your shoulder, reminding you he’s there, and that he loves you. You smile gently and give a meagre nod.

‘’Yeah...I will. promise.’’

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