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simjaexy · 23 days

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𝙊𝙪𝙧 𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙎.𝙅

pairing ⇀ professor! sim jaeyun x (f) student! reader

synopsis ⇀ you always knew your professor was attractive, so it wasn’t new when girls would try to gain his attention. what you didn’t know though was that he only had his eyes on you. what comes as a friendly teacher-student relationship takes a turn when you find yourself thinking differently about him with your private lessons together.

genre ⇀ smut, angst

warnings ⇀ MINORS DNI!, lower case intended, four year age gap (jake is 22 and reader is 18), tons of jealousy, cursing, jake is obsessed with oblivious reader, dom! jaeyun x sub! reader, name calling (slut, whore, and etc.), (f) receiving, pussy eating, unprotected sex, cum eating, choking, multiple orgasms

w.c ⇀ 5.4k

a/n ⇀ i don’t know why but this was and on and off fic i was doing cause i didn’t really like but i’m glad i finally finished it. i can’t tell if this was good or not because i was stressing on how to put the ending so bear with me on that. reblog, like, comment, etc.! lmk if i missed any warnings! not proofread.

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the first time you saw professor sim was during the orientation week. you were a freshman, nervous and excited about starting your journey in college. the campus was bustling with activity, and you were trying to find your way to the science building for your first lecture.

as you walked through the crowded hallway, you accidentally bumped into someone, "oh, I'm so sorry!" you exclaimed, looking up to see a tall man with a kind smile.

"no worries at all," he replied, adjusting his glasses. "are you lost?"

"uh, yeah, actually. I'm trying to find the science building," you admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"you're in luck. I'm heading there myself. i’m professor sim, by the way," he said, extending his hand.

you shook his hand, feeling a bit more at ease. "nice to meet you, professor sim. i’m l/n y/n.”

"well, y/n, follow me. i'll show you the way," he said, leading you through the maze of hallways. as you walked, you noticed his broad back through his suit. the suit fitting perfectly on him. you blushed watching him strut confidently past students and teachers watching him walk past.

you definitely won’t lie and say he’s not handsome. his glasses framing his face perfectly. you never knew you would like guys with glasses. he suddenly asked about your interests and what drew you to study science. his genuine interest in your answers made you feel welcome.

fast forward to the present, you were now in your second semester, and professor sim class had quickly become your favorite. his enthusiasm for science was infectious, and he had a knack for making even the most complex topics seem approachable. however, the latest homework assignment was proving to be a real challenge.

as you packed your notebooks and computer you saw a girl bluntly flirting with him. batting her eyelashes at him. it wasn’t new seeing different girls trying to talk to him, purposely saying they need help just to see him up close. you cleared your throat you gathered your courage and approached his desk. "professor sim, could I ask for some help with the homework? i’m really struggling with the concepts."

he looked up at you, a warm smile spreading across his face, completely ignoring the other girl in front of him. he probably knew what she was trying to do, "of course, i'd be happy to help. why don't you come by my office later this afternoon?"

the girl huffed at her non existence and walked away, leaving the both of you alone. you nodded, feeling a wave of relief.

later that day, you found yourself sitting across from him in his office. the room was filled with books and scientific models, and the faint smell of coffee lingered in the air.

"alright," he said, pulling up a chair next to you, "let's take a look at what you're having trouble with."

you pulled out your notebook, showing him the problems that had been giving you headaches. he patiently explained each step, breaking down the complex ideas into simpler terms. his explanations were clear and concise, and he used analogies that made the material more relatable.

"see? you're getting the hang of it," he encouraged, his eyes twinkling with pride. "sometimes all it takes is a different perspective."

as you worked through the problems together, you found yourself gaining a deeper understanding of the subject. you also couldn’t help but look at his side profile, his plump soft lips moving with passion for science was evident in every word he spoke, and it was impossible not to be inspired by his enthusiasm.

"thank you so much, professor jake," you said sincerely as you packed up your things. "i really appreciate your help."

"anytime, y/n. don't hesitate to reach out if you need more assistance," he replied with a smile.

you gave him another smile. you left his office feeling more confident and grateful for his guidance. professor sim had not only made the subject more accessible but had also shown you that with the right support, you could tackle even the toughest challenges.

over the next few weeks, you continued to visit his office for help, and each time, you left with a better understanding of the material. his encouragement and patience made all the difference, and you began to see science in a whole new light.

even though you guys only talked about science and just science, you couldn’t help but notice when sim would ask you questions outside of science. like ‘what do you think about your teachers?’ or ‘who’s your favorite teacher so far?’, and each time he’d ask, you would always say him.

one afternoon, as you were wrapping up another productive session, he asked, "so, y/n, have you thought about what you want to do after college?"

you paused, considering his question. it was new for him to ask that, "i'm not entirely sure yet. i know i want to do something in science, but I haven't decided on a specific path."

"that's perfectly fine," he said reassuringly. "you have plenty of time to figure it out. just remember to follow your passion and stay curious. the rest will fall into place."

you smiled, feeling a sense of reassurance, “thank you professor sim. i really appreciate that.”

you watch him push his hair back with a smile. you felt your heart skip a beat and immediately looked away, “i-i think i should get going. it’s getting pretty late.”

“you don’t need a ride do you? it’s pretty dark out since we practiced a bit longer than usual.” he reasoned. you thought for a moment. it is dark out and you don’t know who’s outside at this time. so, you nodded your head.

“great. i’ll tidy up before we go.” he said. you watched him put a few books away and tidying up his desk for tomorrow before grabbing his keys from his drawer. he then walked you to the door.

you both left the college and went to the parking lot. you felt yourself feeling nervous. it was your first time going with sim anywhere but his class. he went to a mercedes car making you hum in acknowledgement.

he chuckled at your reaction, “like it?” he teased. you nodded your head and giggled.

“i don’t really know cars that well, but i just know this one is expensive.” you said. his laugh causing a stir in your stomach.

you both entered the car and buckled up. he backed from the parking lot, “do you live on campus or somewhere else?” he asked.

“i live on campus, but the other one.” you spoke.

“you live pretty far? you walk here?” he murmured. he gazed at you curiously.

you chuckled, “it’s a good walk. i wake up a bit earlier so i’m not late for your class.”

he smiled at you, “if i would’ve known you go that far i’d spare you.” you shook your head and smiled back.

the car ride was silent, you let out a sigh and lay your head on the window. the past few days you haven’t been getting much sleep. you felt your eyes get a bit heavy.

“tired?” sim questioned. you opened your eyes back up and nodded.

“a little. sorry, haven’t really got much sleep. i’ve been so stressed out that i couldn’t sleep.” you joked, but it wasn’t really a joke.

sim hummed, he understood how tiring college could be, “you can take a nap. i mean if you want too. i’ll wake you up when we’re at the campus.” he said.

you smiled gratefully. soon your eyes became heavy and that’s when you fell asleep. your soft breathing soon filling the silence.

jake looked at your sleeping figure. you really were the prettiest student he’s ever seen. he knows it’s wrong to think of you like that. you’re supposed to be just a student to him, but he can’t help but think of something more.

your smile that makes him feel a type of way inside. your pretty laugh that he can’t help but adore. those thoughts were just something he thought weren’t bad, but his other thoughts were a bit more mature.

the way your outfits fit your body perfectly. your breast sitting perfectly in your bra, jiggling when you walk towards him. it’s hard for him not to get rock hard and stare. your fingers so pretty to him that he wonders if they're just as pretty inside your pussy. your glossy lips so pretty when they pout, he wonders what they would feel like around his dick. he just knows they’d stretch so pretty.

he soon parks the car in front of the campus. he shakes you softly, “y/n. we’re here.”

you groaned and turned away from him. he tried shaking you awake again, but you didn’t budge. he sighed and looked around. maybe he could just pick you up and take you to your dorm. that wouldn’t be weird right?

he got off his car and went to your side, opening the car door. he grabbed your backpack and slung it over his shoulder. he unbuckled your seatbelt and picked you up swiftly. he was hoping no one was awake at this time. he opened the door with his free hand and entered the building.

as soon as he unlocked your door he set you down on your bed with your bag on the chair. he couldn’t help but curiously look around. your room filled with collage photos of you and your friends. there was a photo of you and your parents. he slowly picked up the photo and smiled. you looked happy unlike the times you were in the halls.

he set it back down and was about to head out until he heard you making a noise, “sim please. down there.” you moaned out.

jake paused his walking and looked back at you. you were still sleeping, but your breathing started to become uneven and heavy. wait, were you having a dream about him?

he slowly prodded towards you and slightly shook you. you really were a deep sleeper. just then you let out another noise. it sounded like a whimper.

“fuck me sim.” you whispered.

what. the. fuck.

jake nearly choked on his spit. there was no way you talk this clearly in your sleep. were you joking with him? his breathing became unsteady with the uncomfortable feeling between his legs. he cursed at himself for still standing here and quickly left. locking the door on the way out.

he would just pretend he never heard you.

he couldn’t pretend. the whole day he was thinking about what you said last night. with him having to solve his little problem himself. you acted normally the way you did. you remembered he took you back to your campus cause you thanked him first thing when you saw him. if only he didn’t make it seem awkward.

you on the other hand was confused why professor sim was acting strange. were you snoring really loud in his car? you really hoped you didn’t.

as class came to an end, you packed your stuff. as you were packing you couldn’t help but look over at professor sim. your eyes went wide when you saw him talking to another female teacher. you didn’t even notice she came in.

they seem to be chatting about something funny cause sim was laughing a lot to what she was saying. you felt a weird feeling in your chest that you couldn’t describes. was it jealousy?

you sighed and put your bag over your shoulder and left the class without sparing another look. as you were walking you suddenly heard your name being called. you turn around expecting a specific person, but you saw that it was riki.

you gave him a fake smile, “hey riki.” you said. riki smiled once he caught up to you.

“are you okay? i tried texting you last night but you didn’t answer.” he asked. you pushed your hair behind your ear suddenly remembering last night again.

“o-oh i came home pretty early and fell asleep. did you need to talk about something?” you spoke.

riki nodded, “actually i was gonna talk to you about the project-“ “y/n.”

your eyebrows furrowed and looked behind riki, only to see none other than professor sim. he came closer to you guys, “you guys should head to class or you’ll be late, especially you mr. nishimura.”

the tone in professor sim kinda intimidated you. his voice bitter and sharp towards riki. riki nervously nodded his head and gave you a tight smile before walking past you. you looked at professor sim only to see him looking at you.

“did you need something professor sim?” you mumbled, feeling small under his strong gaze.

“don’t waste your time talking to guys and focus on your classes.” he suddenly said. his voice coming more harsh than he intended. your eyebrows furrowed felling a bit offended.

“excuse me?” you said “you should know i don’t waste my time on guys. riki isn’t just any guy, he’s my friend.”

before jake could say something you walked away. jake sighed and pushed his hair back. he didn’t mean to come out like that. he couldn’t shake that feeling of jealousy when he saw how close riki was to you. he’d have to apologize later.

you sighed when your last class finally finished. you were supposed to have your tutoring lesson with sim, but after that incident you don’t think you could go. you’ll just email him saying you’re sick. you left the college and walked to your campus.

you listened to a few playlists while walking. the cool breeze with the sunny sky made you feel relaxed. once you came to your campus you said hi to the lady up front and went to your room. you set your bag on the floor and sighed. a shower sounds good. before you went in the shower you emailed sim about your canc and shut your computer.

you took a quick shower and finished up. you wrapped a robe around your body and dried your hair with a towel, but before you could grab your phone you heard a knock at your door. you frowned, nobody barely knocks on your door, so who could it be. you opened the door and your eyes widened in surprise. it was sim.

“professor sim? what are you-“ “are you that mad at me?” he cut you off. you closed your mouth. is that why he came all the way here?

“professor sim im not mad-“ “so why are you ignoring me?” he said. you didn’t know it mattered that much to him.

“i-i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to cancel last minute.” you said. maybe that’s why he was upset. he doesn’t like when people cancel stuff last minute. he shook his head.

“i’m not mad if that’s what you’re thinking. i’m asking if you’re mad about what i did earlier.” he admitted. oh. that’s what he was talking about. to be honest you don’t know if you were really mad anymore. so, you shook your head.

“it’s okay. i’m sorry for being rude.” you muttered.

“i should say sorry too. i know you don’t do any of those things. i was just in a bad mood.” he said. was he really in a bad mood if he was talking to that female teacher happily?

you gave him a fake smile, “it’s okay professor sim. was that all you came here for.”

just as he was about to say something, he averted his gaze down and noticed you were in a robe. he felt his face burning and looked back up at you, “o-oh i’m sorry. did i interrupt your bathing time?” he stuttered.

“huh?”

you looked down and also noticed you were still in your robe. you gasped and moved the door in front of you, “i’m sorry!”

he tried shaking his head, but you just kept apologizing, “no it’s fine really! it’s my fault.”

you stopped apologizing and stared at him, awkwardness filling the air. he cleared his throat and looked back at you, “i-i’ll get going-“

“wait. i know this might sound weird, but do you wanna come in for a moment? we can do the lesson here if you're still up for it.” you thought. jake pondered for a moment before nodding.

you got done getting dress in your bathroom and came out. you saw sim sitting on the floor with textbooks on the wooden table you had in the middle of your room. he was looking around your room before staring at you.

you smiled at him and sat next to him, “we can start where we left off yesterday if that’s fine.” you said. he nodded and flipped the page to where you guys left off.

as you he taught you easy ways to get the answer, you felt yourself getting distracted once again by his visuals. you didn’t know what you were feeling at this point, it was a feeling you hated, but wanted to know more about. all of a sudden sim looked at you. you felt your breath get caught in your throat. he was staring at you with a questionable linger in his eyes. you felt his breath against your face. you guys were so close that if you moved a step your lips would touch.

“sim-“ “push me away if you don’t want this.” was all he said when you suddenly felt lips on yours.

you gasped and held tightly on his shirt. his lips molding against yours perfectly. you moaned when you felt his hand grip your ass, making him have access to enter his tongue. you felt your room getting hot as you lay on the ground with sim on top of you.

you took off his jacket while he helped you take it off without breaking the kiss. the dim lighting of your fairy lights making it seem darker than usual. he took off your shorts, only leaving your underwear on. he kissed and sucked along your jawline to your chest, kissing it gently. the sexual tension you guys had finally snapping in him. he lifted your shirt up and unclasped your bra. you felt the cold air hit your nipples and made a noise.

he smirked against your chest before gripping one breast and sucking the other. you let out a moan and gripped his locks. he groaned and pinched your nipple making you jerk.

“sim.” you whimpered. he looked up at you and departed from your breast.

he started unbuttoning his long sleeve button up, “call me jake.” he said. you bit your lip when you finally saw his toned body. god if you would’ve known he had that body under his suit you would’ve made a move sooner.

he leaned back down and kissed you gently, biting your lip making you sigh. you felt his right hand slowly going down until it made contact with your cloth pussy. you threw your head back when you suddenly felt him rub your folds up and down.

he dipped his hand in a second later and confused rubbing your folds, “fuck you’re so wet.” he murmured.

you nodded and kissed him again. both of your lips swollen. you wouldn’t want it any other way though. he took his fingers away and put them in his mouth. you watched intensely as he smirked at you. he got up and lifted you up bridal style before putting you on your bed. he unbuckled his pants and pulled them down revealing his boxers.

you gasp at the outline of his dick. you know it’s big. he got on top of you again and slid down your underwear. you felt yourself blushing with how he stared. you felt the urge to close your legs but before you could jake dipped his head down to your pussy.

“j-jake wait.” you moaned when you suddenly felt his hot tongue lick your folds.

he groaned as you gripped his hair again. he licked your folds again but this time he sucked on your clit. you thrash around at the new feeling as your eyes rolled back.

the sound of wet slurping noises was the only thing heard in your room. jake couldn’t get enough of your pussy. he was a completely pussy drunk man at this moment. your sweet juices leaking out, he knows you love it just as much as he does.

you felt a tight feeling in your pussy and patted his head, “j-jake m’gonna cum!” you cried out. he didn’t stop making you feel your climax coming. you let out one last moan before your orgasm finally hit. your legs shaking on the side of his head. he drummed up your cum like he was a dehydrated man.

you panted harshly and whined when he finally pulled away. he licked the rest on his chin, “fuck, you taste so good.” he says. he pulls his boxers down and that’s when you finally saw his dick. it was veiny and hard, precum at the tip.

“do you need to be prepped?” he said. you shook your head. you needed his dick in you now.

he positioned himself at your entrance before slowly pushing in. he groaned while you whimpered and held him tightly. he hissed when he felt you scratching at his back. slowly, he backed up and pushed back in so you could get used to the feeling.

a few minutes later you felt a pleasure tingling in your body, “j-jake faster. please.”

he didn’t need to be told twice. he started going at a faster pace and that’s when you were out of it. his tip hitting your g-spot.

“yes! right there! oh fuck!” you cried out. the sound of skin slapping, panting, and bed creaking was heard. you had a feeling people could hear you, but you could care less. especially with the way jake was fucking you.

he gripped your neck with a free hand, “such a little whore for dick. gonna be a good bitch for me?” he rasped out. you nodded your head frantically.

he felt you squeeze his dick and moaned. your pussy was a match made in heaven just for him.

you felt another orgasm coming and arched your back. he gripped your hips and snapped his hips harder. your orgasm hit you hard and you saw white. jake snapped his hips three more times before pulling his dick out, stroking himself on your stomach before cumming.

both of you panted uneven and hard. he got off your bed and grabbed the towel you used for your hair and wiped your stomach and wiped your pussy. you whined from sensitivity.

he grabbed another pair of pajamas for you and helped your put them on.

he put the towel in your dirty basket and went back to you, pushing your hair back, “i should get going.” he said.

you pouted, “do you have to leave?”

jake hated that he did, but he can’t get caught with his own student, “it’s for the better. you’ll see me tomorrow.”

you finally nodded your head. he covered you with your blanket and kissed your head, “goodnight beautiful.” he whispered. you soon dozed off into dreamland.

jake got dressed and looked at you one last time before shutting your door with a soft click.

you groaned feeling an ach in your body. you got up and went to your bathroom. you looked at yourself in the mirror and gasped. your neck was covered in hickeys from your neck to your chest. you traced your fingers along them and slowly smiled.

you took another shower and got dressed for the day. you out on a crew neck to cover your hickeys. good thing it was cold out today.

you soon got to the campus and entered your class to see jake already there typing on his computer. he didn’t notice you so you decided to sit down at your seat. once the bell ring he looked up from his computer and spotted you. he gave you a knowing grin before standing up, getting ready for the lecture.

“alright guys, did you finish the homework from yesterday?” he chimed. students began taking out their notes and handed them in. you turned yours in too. jake continued his lecture until the bell rang. students left the class while you waited until everyone left.

you went up to his desk and gave him a smile. he got up and gave you a hug. you giggled and stuffed your face in his neck.

“your not hurt anywhere are you?” he asked. you shook your head. he sighed in relief before letting you go.

“same time at my place?” you said. jake chuckled and quickly pecked your lips.

“i can’t today. i have a meeting to attend.” he spoke. you pouted, but understood.

“okay. i’ll see you later though right?” you said. he chuckled at your urgent question and nodded.

“of course you will beautiful.” he replied. you smiled cheerfully before leaving his class so he could attend his meeting.

over the next few days it would be the same. jake would come over to your dorm and would spend time with you, either having loving sex or just spending time together. everything was going just the way you wanted it too. until an incident happened.

rumors started to spread around campus. whispers of favoritism and inappropriate relationships between you and professor sim filled the halls. despite your best efforts to ignore them, the pressure was mounting.

one evening, after a particularly stressful day, jake asked to meet you in his office.

you opened the door to his office to see him already there in deep thought. you let out a gulp before going towards him, “jake?”

he looked up at you, but it wasn’t with the same loving look he usually gave you. “y/n, we need to talk," he began, his voice heavy with emotion. "i think we should stop what we’re doing. what we had was nothing but satisfaction we wanted to get off our chests.”

your heart sank, where was he coming from with this? satisfaction? getting it off our chest? you couldn’t help but feel tears pricking your eyes, “w-what do you mean? don’t you love me?”

jake stared at you as if you were just a regular person to him, “y/n, what we had wasn’t love. you were just a way to relive my stress. whatever you thought we had ends here. you may be dismissed.”

the lack of emotions in his voice finally made your tears fall freely.

you let out a sob, “i hate you! don’t ever talk to me again!” you screamed out before leaving his room, slamming the door shut.

weeks went by, and the pain of the breakup lingered. you threw yourself into your studies, trying to keep your mind off jake. even though you had him first period and he was your professor, you made a good route on ignoring him. none of it was easy, but you found solace in your friend, riki, who had always been there for you. his presence was comforting, and slowly, you began to smile again.

“are you gonna have that?” riki asked. you rolled your eyes at him before smiling. you gave him your cookie which he happily accepted.

you both were currently waiting at a bus station. after riki found out you walk a long way to the college, he insisted on paying for your bus rides as long as he gets to go with you.

“it’s way too cold out today.” you commented. riki nodded his head as he munched on the cookie. you shivered when a gust of wind blew at you guys. riki noticed your freezing state.

“come closer to me.” he said. you scooted a bit closer to him and lay your head on his shoulder. you sighed at somewhat of a closer warm feeling. as you guys continued waiting you saw a familiar car stopping in front of you guys. your eyes widened when the driver door suddenly opened revealing jake.

before you could think, jake yanked your wrist and pulled you away from riki. you yelped and tried taking your wrist away from him.

“what the hell are you doing?” you snapped at him. riki got up and tried to help you but jake stopped him.

“get the hell away or you’ll regret it.” he gritted his teeth. riki stopped and looked at you worriedly. you shook your head at him not to come any further. jake took you to his car, opening the passenger door and setting you inside. he slammed it shut before going to the drivers seat and entering.

you silently watched him start the car, leaving riki in the cold. you felt guilty and angry and looked at jake, “let me go jake! i wanna be with riki!” you yelled.

jake ignored you. you scoffed, “jake seriously. let me go!”

“stop talking or i’ll find a way to make you.” he said. you immediately stopped ranting and stared at him. you decided to stay silent. you knew you couldn’t fight him when it came to this.

in all honesty jake never felt so jealous before until now. you were so close to riki that something inside him snapped. at first he was gonna let it go since he’s the one that initiated the end to your relationship, but he saw a spark in your eyes that he hadn't seen in a while.

a pang of regret hit him hard. he realized that letting you go was a mistake. the rumors and the pressure seemed insignificant compared to the happiness he saw in your eyes.

you arrived at a building. you assumed it was an apartment building. jake opened your door when he came out. you stepped out when he grabbed your wrist and took you inside.

when you finally got to a room he unlocked it with a pin and entered it. the first thing you saw was shelves lined with scientific journals and textbooks, a whiteboard covered in equations and diagrams, but amidst all the science, there was also a comfy reading nook with a big, plush armchair and a collection of classic novels. you noticed how he had a nice window view of the city night. now that you thought of it, it was your first time at his place.

“you can take your jacket off.” he said. slowly, you took off your jacket. he grabbed it and settled it on a rack.

you stood there awkwardly and waited for his next move. he extended his hand out for you to grab. you took it as he walked you to the couch, “i’ll go get us some drinks.”

you sat down on the couch and waited. you didn’t know what to talk about to him. he came back with a drink and handed it to you. you grabbed it and took a small sip. he sat down next to you and that’s when he made he contact with you, but this time he had that same old look he gave you back then.

"y/n, I made a mistake," he confessed. "seeing you with riki made me realize how much i miss you. i thought i was protecting you, but all I did was hurt you. can you ever forgive me?"

you took a deep breath, the memories of your time together flooding back. you wanted to just drop everything and forgive him, but you knew it’s best to face reality.

“professor sim-“ “jake.” he cut you off.

you sighed, “jake, i forgive you, but i don’t think we can go back to the way it was. what you said really did hurt me that i couldn’t even eat or sleep. i don’t wanna go that same route again.”

jake looked at you regretfully. you just wanted to hug him and hold him forever. he stared down, “i understand. i don’t blame you at all. i really did fuck it up cause i was a coward.” he admitted.

“you’re not a coward jake. you just didn’t wanna lose your job.”

“but i lost you instead.” he said. now it was your turn to stare down. jake slowly lifted your head up with his hand under your chin.

"I promise y/n, i’ll do anything to get you back." he promised.

you gave him a smile. you know it’ll take time to work things out, but you knew if you did it together, nothing would stop you guys from being with each other. so, you cupped your hand on his and gave him a reassuring smile.

“i’m counting you on that sim jake. and if you do get me back, it can be our little secret.”

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vanesycho · 24 days

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f!(older)reader x (sub)sunoo

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When you got home you put your keys away. "Sunoo, I'm home!" After calling out to your boyfriend you went to the kitchen, putting away the few things you bought and you noticed that there was still no sound from Sunoo. 'is he sleeping?' you thought, he always greeted you with his big smile and hug when you came home. But today was different.

You went to the room and entered without knocking, you looked at your boyfriend who was just sitting on the bed doing nothing. "Sunoo are you okay baby?" you spoke while sitting on the edge of the bed, he refused to answer. In response you put your hand on his chin and made him look at you. "You know I don't like it when you ignore me baby, it would be better if you talked without testing my patience."

"Why? Will you punish me?" When he answered you, you tilted your head to the side in a questioning manner, there was something strange about him, instead of getting angry you softened your voice, reached out your hand and started caressing his cheek. "Of course not baby, but if you don't tell me what's wrong we won't be able to understand each other right?"

He got a little cranky but then decided to answer, you knew exactly how to get into Sunoo’s skin and satisfy him in the best way possible. He leaned back into your hand that was caressing his cheek, looked into your eyes and pursed his lower lip. “Why is our relationship different from others?”

So that was the problem. You leaned closer and placed a small kiss on his lips. “Who put that idea in your head?” He paused for a moment, not really wanting to tell you but he couldn’t go against you either. “Jake. I was out with them yesterday, you know. They're talking about relationships and Jake told me I couldn’t control a girl, he said that, in everyone’s relationship the dominant person should be the man, but in our relationship there’s no such thing.”

You took a deep breath. You knew you had to warn Sunoo about his friends. “Baby, everyone has their own relationship. Let them live however they want, hm? Aren’t we happy like this? It was our decision, right? And you know… I give you control whenever you want.” you gave him a small wink and he chuckled in embarrassment, he came closer and wrapped his arms around your neck, then you felt his breath on your ear "Thank you noona, I'm just a little confused."

You wrapped your arms around his waist in the same way and pulled him closer to you, making him sit on your lap "Shh, don't think about it okay? I love you." he pulled back and gave you a small kiss on the lips "I love you too noona."

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im way tooooo obsessed with him😔

#sunoo x reader #sunoo enhypen #sunoo smut #sunoo imagines #sunoo #enhypen sunoo #enhypen x reader #enhypen smut #enhypen imagines

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cyberfreaky · 1 year

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sub!jake brain rot is eating me up rn, look at him??

— sub!jake is overly clingy, he finds himself growing increasingly anxious when you aren’t around him; especially while you’re both in public. he’ll always lock fingers with yours, a vice-like grip to assure you don’t let go of him. you’d rub comforting circles into his nervous palms, alleviating the weariness that had formed in his chest. a coy smile would paint his lips, jake always felt safe and secure with you.

— sub!jake prefers to be little spoon, there’s something about being held tightly in your embrace that he adores deeply. you’re so gentle with him, such an inviting warmth that engulfs him like a ray of sunshine. your nails would trace along his broad arms, admiring the unique marks and stripes that made him who he was.

— sub!jake tends to follow you around like a lost puppy. even before you even knew one another, he was so vastly drawn to you. his near obsession with you hadn’t faltered one bit, he still acts as your shadow wherever you go. “why do you follow me everywhere?” you’d grumble, ignoring his obvious stare. jake would shrug, continuing to trail closely behind. “dunno, just like being with you.”

— sub!jake loves pushing your buttons. if you’re both in the village, he’ll do something to purposely bother you. you’d glare at him, tugging at his tail to make him wince. once in the confines of your hut — jake would be shoved back onto the woven mats. he’d be elated, grinning from ear to ear. you always gave him the reaction he wanted. “you think you’re cute?” you’d raise a brow at him, earning a prideful chuckle from your mate. “yeah, i do.”

— sub!jake always does as he’s instructed. “jus’ give me one more, okay baby?” you’d coo from below, kissing his throbbing tip. you’d just swallowed his second release, beads of cum dribbled salaciously down your chin. jake’s poor, half-lidded eyes would gaze down at you, nodding slowly. “yes, um’ma.” his body would jerk from the sensitivity, his bottom lip so bitten that blood drew. “anything fr’you.”

— sub!jake is a whiny baby. after sinking himself to the hilt in your sopping cunt, he’d mewl into your ear as you guided his deep thrusts. “y’feel so good, fuck.” jake would have his weight pressed against your bare chest, his sensitive cock about to spurt thick, ropes of cum and paint your gummy walls white. “please..please, baby.” he’d sob above you, burrowing his face in the crook of your neck. “needa cum s’bad, i can’t do this anymore.”

— sub!jake loves pet names. you’d have his head on your soft lap, nimble fingers stroking through his hair as he purred beneath you. “you’re so cute, my love.” you’d grin, leaning down and pecking jake’s forehead. or as you’d edge him tauntingly, you would wipe his tears away with the pad of your thumb. “my pretty boy, you’re doing so good for um’ma.” you’d coo, earning a weak smile from his raw lips.

— sub!jake loves eating you out. the tip of his tongue would flick your swollen clit, two fingers skilfully thrusting into your tight opening. “taste s’good, um’ma.” he’d practically moan into your heat, ravishing you like you were his last meal. he fucking loves when you sit on his face, supple thighs enclosing his head as you rode him. his nose would nudge your tender bud, following the rhythm of his tongue that plunged deep inside your dripping pussy.

long story short — sub!jake is a complete simp for you. he’s my favourite slutty, annoying loser.

#my pathetic cat boy #jake sully #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #jake sully x you #jake sully x reader smut #avatar smut #avatar 2009 #avatar

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purrrtasticsnake · 2 months

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Jake

Imagine: Jake as your sub:

Pairing: sub!Jake x femdom!reader

Warning: slight smut, BDSM themes, petplay

(This is a repost, since it got removed from Wattpad. But I changed a few things because my writing style was a little too cringy, even for me).

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• Puppyplay: The other members definitely already picked up on the fact that your relationship with Jake isn't usual, but he's not that ashamed about it.

The feeling of being your pet is his biggest joy. Sometimes all he wants to do is go non-verbal and regress to a simple and playful headspace.

When he's not able to wear a collar in public, he'll wear a short neckless (or he'll secretly wear a collar under his clothes) to symbolize his relationship with you. The only time he's not wearing anything around his neck is when he's showering.

Now, there's one thing that makes a collar even better for him: when there's a leash attached to it. Off course, you'll use it during intimate moments, but it also comes in to play when he has to wait for you.

Before a session, you'll take a shower and tie his leash to the bathroom door. If he's been a good boy the whole, you open the door a little, so he got a nice view.

One of his biggest treats is when you take him to the forest (with barely any people) and walk him on a leash there. Most of the time he'll stand up, but it's still a really nice feeling for him (especially if you pull him a little bit roughly). And when there's someone in sight, you quickly hide the leash, so it stays a secret between the two of you.

• high protocol: Jake is a little different from most people, he thrives with rules. His day is filled with different types of rituals and habits he has to live by.

For example; when you're with him, he's not supposed to open doors or load up his plate. You are the one who does that for him, because he's just a poor puppy.

But that doesn't mean he's lazy. You make him a to-do list for every week, and he'll make it a challenge to do everything as good as possible.

Some to-dos are chores, while others are about self-care.

• Positive reinforcement: Being called a good boy isn't enough for him, he wants you to fully acknowledge it. While he despises punishments, he's obsessed with rewards, treats, words of affirmation, etc.

That's also why he enjoys position training a lot, because he knows you're going to praise him a lot when he does everything correctly.

He's such a sucker for praise that during the most random moments he'll suddenly try to eat you out. He'll start off by innocently laying his head in your lap and then slowly rubbing his head against your private area.

From there on, you'll either give into his seduction, or you'll discipline him lightheartedly.

The funny thing is that you also found out that he likes degradation and humiliation once in a while. It's his guilty pleasure, and he'll try to ignore how much it turns him on, but that act doesn't last very long.

It all started when he was humping your leg, and you jokingly called him a dumb puppy. And all he could do was whimper, 'again...please say it again'. Obviously, you experimented further with this realization.

☆ Choosing Game: ☆

(● = his choice/preference)

● rewards

○ punishments/funishments

● getting spoiled by Domme

● servicing his Domme

(He needs both)

● petplay

○ ageplay

(It's basically his lifestyle)

● obedient

○ brat

● praise

○ degradation

● bondage

○ impact play

● exhibitionist

○ voyeur

(He loves being naked while you are fully dressed)

○ low protocol

● high protocol

#sub!jake #sub!idol #sub enhypen #dom!reader #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #sub!enhypen #sub idol #sub men #jake smut #sub jake

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gyll-yee-haw · 4 months

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Hi! 💛

I saw this in another fandom and now I'm sending the same question to a bunch of Jake girlies (gn) because it’s so interesting seeing everybody’s answers!

Who are your Top 3 Jake boys and why? Is there a specific piece of art (fic, gif, fan art, etc.) for them that you like a lot?

Hiii, sweetheart <333

Thank you for the ask!!

If I'm being honest, my fave Jake boy to write or read is Jake himself, probably... including some INSANELY GOOD AUs that our favorite girl Laurie (@gyllenhaalstories) comes up with, she's brilliant - my personal faves are Chocolatier!Jake, the forever in our hearts Rapper!Jake and specially her Barbie fanfic that I think about everyday 🥺🎀

Now let's talk about my fave characters... well, I love most of them, but my top 3 are probably:

1. Detective Loki (no surprise to absolutely anyone)

I just love me some hurt confort with a man covered in tattoos and a dark past.... and btw, I love how tumblr invented a WHOLE background for him, I can't thank our brilliant artists enough 😭

And I can't not mention 'The storm' because it's probably my fave fic I've ever written 🤭

2. Donnie Darko

I'm obsessed with that movie and I love the absolute filthy ideas people send me here 😭 (I love one sub!boy)

When I think of Donnie fics, I think of @psychwxrdd

3. Our criminally ignored Adam Bell

Well, he's big and hairy and I have a professor kink, okay??

Big thanks to @lust4life01 for providing us her masterpieces with him 🙏🏻 (big shutout to this fic specifically)

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emberuby · 3 months

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eavesdrop | l.hs

pairing: lee heeseung x fem! reader

summary: you overhear heeseung talking about how he wishes there was more to your sex life. with the reluctant help of his best friend, you make it your plan to make his fantasies come true.

warnings: age gap (heeseung is two to three years older), established relationship, soft sex (in the beginning), smidge of angst, soft dom! heeseung, just in general soft and obsessed hee, sub! reader, brief mention of bdsm, innocent/inexperienced reader, reader tries to dom briefly, dom/hardom! heeseung, some jake x reader (he has feelings for her), daddy kink, blowjob, unprotected sex, creampie, handcuffs, collar and leash. not been proofread yet.

note: this has no business being this long i definitely went overboard, hope you enjoy tho ^^ feedback is greatly encouraged and feel free to ask questions <3

wc: 6.7k

“So, are you saying the sex is bad?” you overheard Jake ask Heeseung from the kitchen. His voice was drowsy as if he had already gotten drunk. Your heart felt like it cracked at the implication of his question.

You were just walking into the kitchen to greet your boyfriend’s friend but did not expect to end up with your back against the wall, staying as silent as possible as you listened to your boyfriend and his friend discuss you.

In those split milliseconds that Heeseung did not answer Jake, your insecurities got the best of you and it was as soul ached at the thought of not making Heeseung feel good during sex. You wondered if perhaps you were so selfish in your desire for pleasure that you ignored the signs of Heeseung not enjoying it, and began thinking of yourself as a terrible girlfriend.

Heeseung quickly faded away those thoughts as he replied, “What? No! And don’t talk about my fucking girlfriend like that.” He sounded angry, a little less drunk than Jake, but still with a tone of frustration packed deep within. You wanted to be happy at what he said, and a part of you trusted that he was telling the truth, but you knew Heeseung long enough to know there was something he wasn’t saying.

“Okay jeez, you’re the one that brought it up,” you could imagine Jake raising his hands in faux surrender, maybe even spilling his beer a little bit.

“I didn’t bring anything up, you said ‘You’re so tense you sound like you need to get laid,’” Heeseung’s voice was far too mocking as he tried to impersonate Jake. You almost had to stifle a laugh as your boyfriend was never particularly talented at trying to sound like other people.

“And it’s true! I thought you and Y/N were fighting with how pent-up you seemed. Plus you literally said you wish you could do more with Y/N,” Jake said. You again felt your heartache.

Heeseung and you have been dating for just about half a year, but you have known each other for over three. Since your first night, Heeseung has always been extremely gentle and soft with you during sex; what most people would consider vanilla—except on steroids. You always enjoyed it, but it was mostly because of how inexperienced and scared you were to do more.

Heeseung was a couple of years older than you, and you weren’t particularly experienced before getting with him, so it was purposeful on his end that he was gentle and slow with you, not wanting to pressure you to step out of your comfort zone when you just started becoming sexually active.

You admit though, the sex was always relatively the same.

It was hand-holding galore: hand-holding while he ate you out, hand-holding during missionary, hand-holding on the rare occasions you went down on him, and even hand-holding when he took you from behind. You were never on top, and he never spoke roughly towards you. The only words that were shared were usually about how much he loved you, how much he loved your voice and how beautiful he thought you were.

Your core was becoming hot just at the thought of it, but you were still mad at yourself for not considering it wasn’t enough for Heeseung.

“Don’t twist my words, Jake. I just said we haven’t done a lot together. There’s nothing wrong with that, and I don’t want to push her,” Heeseung groaned.

“You could just talk to her, you know? Tell her how much you want to tie her up and destroy that pus—,” Jake’s mischievous comment was cut off by a loud noise of a chair creaking. It seemed as though Heeseung stood up from his chair, and then you heard the noise of liquid splashing.

“Keep speaking and it will be boiling water next time,” Heeseung threatened, so you supposed Heeseung threw his drink at Jake to shut him up. Jake seemed to be delighted however as he began giggling like a little girl.

“I’m just saying! You should just tell her how you feel, communication or whatever. And if she says no, it would’ve been worth a try,” Jake said in between laughs. You fully agreed with him and you deeply wished Heeseung had said something to you earlier. Although you haven’t really considered it before, the thought of him being rough with you did sound enticing now that Jake mentioned it, and you loved Heeseung so much that you would’ve worked hard to make his fantasies become a reality.

“Okay, whatever,” Heeseung’s voice oozed with annoyance, but that only meant that Jake’s words really got to him. “We’re done talking about this.”

That night, you didn’t say anything to Heeseung about what you overheard, instead choosing to keep that information for later and plan something more concrete. You already had an idea of all the things you wanted to do with him, but you needed time to gather the proper supplies.

Soft and slow sex right before sleeping was a routine for you and Heeseung, and it was no different tonight. After Jake left to go home, Heeseung quickly went to find you and dragged you back to his bedroom to do his nightly love-making.

Now, your legs were wrapped around his waist as your whines and gasps filled the air alongside Heeseung’s low groans. Heeseung was slowly pumping his cock inside you, gently and yet so deep it was making you see stars. He was so big inside you, and he knew you always struggled with that so he never even let your pussy go near his cock before eating you out and fingering you to stretch you out.

Although it made you more prepared, the stretch was always there. It always felt like he was splitting you open on his cock, no matter how soft he was with you. You never complained though, loving the feeling of it inside you.

“I love you,” he whispered once more in your ear. Your mind was too hazy and distracted to say anything back, so you just leaned up to press a kiss against his soft lips. You felt him smile into it, and it was like you were in bliss until you felt Heeseung plummet inside you once more, kissing your cervix.

You moaned loudly into his mouth, then suddenly and without properly thinking about it, you moaned, “F-Feels so good, Da-addy.”

You felt his cock twitch inside your walls. Heeseung’s body froze over and he stayed completely still, much to your frustration as he stopped the stimulation inside you. You were getting closer to your third orgasm of that night and now you felt it slip away, so you whined in sadness.

“What did you say?” Heeseung was completely astonished, his eyes boring into you, making you nervous and anticipated like you never were before during sex. You looked away nervously, perhaps regretting your rash words.

“I-I…I’m s-sorry I just th-though…,” you stuttered. God, you were pathetic, here you were trying desperately to be sexy and seconds later acting petrified. You managed to calm down as Heeseung rubbed your waist to reassure everything was okay.

“No, it’s fine. I liked it, you can keep calling me that,” he whispered kindly, but his face was still giving away how shocked he was at what you called him.

During sex, Heeseung and you almost never called each other by anything other than your names, and on the very rare occasion, Heeseung would just call you ‘my love’, or ‘sweetheart’. He had fantasised about calling you by dirtier and more degrading terms but hadn’t thought you were ready for it.

He hadn’t realised how affected he would be by you calling him ‘daddy’, loving the way it rolled off your tongue in your soft and innocent voice. The mixture of your whines, glossy eyes and your new name for him sent blood quickly rushing to his cock, as if he wasn’t already hard enough.

“Okay,” you replied back, not failing to notice the look of anticipation on Heeseung’s face. His eyes were urging you to say more before he gave you what you wanted, so you tried again, “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

He finally continued his thrusts inside you, and although he felt the urge to go faster and rougher on you, he paced himself and kept going slowly and gently. That night, when you finally felt him cum inside you, it was like never before. You heard him shudder at the feeling of your warm gummy walls clenching around him, milking him of his arousal.

There was an incredible shift in the air between you two. All it took was for you to call him ‘daddy’, go figure.

“Hi Jake,” you said nervously, pulling up the chair so you could sit beside your boyfriend’s best friend. You had called him to meet up with you at a nearby public library, but before he could even ask why, you hung up. He was sitting patiently at a table in a secluded corner of the Classics section. The library was mostly empty, except for some of the staff and a few students you encountered in the lower levels.

You failed to notice the way he looked you up and down, admiring how beautiful you looked. You were wearing a white floral maxi dress, with a fluffy cardigan on top and a white tote bag. It was very much like you to dress so adorably and girly on a random Tuesday afternoon, which made him feel amused. Jake mentally slapped himself for checking out his best friend’s girlfriend so he quickly looked away. “Hey, so why’d you call me?”

You nervously played with your hands as you stepped closer to him so you could keep your voice low when you said, “I have a date with Heeseung later, so I have to make this quick.”

Jake furrowed his eyebrows, still not understanding what you meant. He saw you take out your laptop pouch from your bag, and his jaw fell when you opened it and he saw what was on the screen.

That morning, you decided to do some research on how to spice up your sex life, and your computer was practically burning from all the open websites. There were a few sex shop sites, some articles, and even a few porn websites open.

The page that was on display was a sex shop store, and Jake’s eyes ran over the handcuffs and monster dildos that were in front of him. He tensed up and immediately began looking around him to make sure nobody was around to peek. When he looked back at your computer, he almost gasped at all the tabs that were on display. There was an Amazon tab open for a book called ‘101 Nights of Great Sex’ and an article called ‘How to Have Ridiculously Great Sex for a Relationship That Lasts Forever.’ Jake was no prude, but the mixture of shock and sexual imagery made his face go pink and his eyes bulge out.

“Fucking hell, Y/N…,” Jake had no idea what more to say. He looked at you for any answers, and you looked at him with desperation and sadness.

“You remember yesterday night? When you were over at our apartment?” you asked quietly. He nodded slowly in response, treading carefully. “Well, I overheard what you two said about me, and I need your help.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t remember saying anything about—,” he paused in the middle of his sentence, his memories coming back to him. He was quite intoxicated yesterday so it was mostly blurry, but he remembered saying something rude and inappropriate about your and Heeseung’s sex life. “Oh God,” Jake rubbed his temple with his finger as he looked down on the floor with frustration. He was such an idiot.

“I’m not mad or anything, you brought up something I never considered. I just—,”

“No! No, Y/N, you should be mad. I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have been talking about you like that, you know I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Jake reached over to grab your shoulder comfortably, “It was stupid and I was drunk. You and Heeseung are great, don’t even think about it.”

“Jake, I swear I’m not upset, but I can’t not think about what you said. I want to make Heeseung feel better, but I don’t really know what…,” you trailed off shyly, “I don’t know what guys like.” Your face was flaming hot to the touch.

He grabbed your laptop, making it face towards him, looking intently at everything you had open, thinking it was all too much for the shy and nervous girl beside him. “You want me to help you decide what to buy…for Heeseung?” he had to make sure what he was thinking was right because this was one of the most absurd situations he had ever been in.

“Yes. I know this is a lot, but you know him the best so I just thought…”

The corner of Jake’s lip lifted as he joked, “Well I’ve never fucked him before.” You didn’t laugh, instead looking at him worriedly, still pleading for him to accept to help you. He chuckled awkwardly, “Sorry, I was just trying to lighten the mood. I’ll help you.”

He found it adorable the way you beamed at his agreement and immediately scooted closer to him to begin looking through your laptop.

Jake began looking through your tabs, “First off, you don’t need books to tell you how to have sex,” he closed a few of the windows that contained links to books or useless articles, “and secondly, whips and monster dildos might be a bit much. Let’s ease into it, yeah?” Jake continued to discard tabs he thought of as useless or too much for you.

You nodded intently, watching him with your complete focus. He continued, “What do you think of handcuffs? A lot of people like being bound by ropes and cuffs, sort of a power play situation, you know?”

“Add it to the cart,” you said with no hesitation. Jake had to hold back a laugh at how serious and intense you sounded. He clicked on the shopping bag beside the metal handcuffs, then continued scrolling.

His eyes landed on a white lacy lingerie set. The panties were tiny and held up by a string and had a slit in the middle for easy access. He tried absolutely hardest not to be perverted and imagine you in it, but he couldn’t help himself. He knew you would look absolutely gorgeous in it, and he mentally cursed at himself when he began to feel the blood start rushing to his cock. Fuck.

He coughed, trying to seem like he wasn’t affected by any of this, “Have you ever worn stuff like this before?”

You shook your head, your eyes scanning the garments, “I’ve thought about it, but I always get too scared to go into Victoria's Secret at the mall,” you said scratching the back of your head. “I like that one though, I’ll buy it.”

Jake could barely hold back from gushing at how adorable you were. He never felt like such a bad friend as he did now, feeling himself get hard and falling for his best friend’s girlfriend.

Heeseung however, knew very well the attraction Jake garnered for his girlfriend, and although Heeseung was heavily possessive and hated the idea of another man looking at or being around you, he always had a sense of trust towards Jake. Heeseung was exceptionally sure that Jake would never do something to break his trust or hurt you, so he never complained about the crush he had on you.

“I think that’s all,” Jake said, closing all your other tabs. You furrowed your eyebrows, looking at him in confusion.

“That’s it? Just handcuffs and lingerie can’t possibly be enough,” you said in frustration. All of that worrying just for Jake to suggest two relatively vanilla things felt anticlimactic.

“Yeah, that’s it. As I said before, you need to ease into it and not jump into things that may make you uncomfortable,” his voice was soft and reassuring. “This needs to be enjoyable for you both, not just Heeseung. Besides, Heeseung is not going to like it if you’re nervous and scared the entire time.”

“Heeseung always treats me like a doll that will break at the gust of wind,” Jake knew that well enough, witnessing you two together quite often. Heeseung was always ever-so gentle with you, holding you by the back of your waist whenever you were walking the streets, watching closely how much you drank at parties, and comforting you when you cried during movie nights with his friend group. It was almost sickening how obsessed and protective Heeseung was with you.

You continued, “I don’t need you to do the same. I swear I can handle more.”

Jake shuddered at your words but kept up the front of indifference. “Even then, you don’t need to drop a bunch of money to make your sex life more exciting, you know that right?”

“So then what do you suppose I do?”

Jake sighed and closed his eyes at the absurdity of it all. He was really about to tell you how to have rough sex, at a fucking library of all places. “There’s lot’s things you can do. You can try new positions, new locations, you can try punishment.”

“Punishment?”

“Like spanking, choking or overstimulation, things like that,” Jake said casually, as though this were a completely normal conversation to be having.

You felt flustered, not at his suggestion but the fact that Heeseung did do one of those things, that being overstimulation. You don’t remember the last time Heeseung felt satisfied only leaving you with one orgasm, but he never did it as punishment. Fuck, that sounded really hot.

Jake could see it on your face, how intense you were thinking about everything he mentioned. He snapped you out of your thoughts, “So is that enough? Honestly, the best advice I can give you is just to ask him what he wants and reiterate what you are comfortable with.”

You appreciated how much he thought of your comfort, but a part of you was itching to buy something else. Swiftly, you took the laptop away from him and added just one more item to your cart: a cream-coloured fur collar with a leash attachment. Jake almost choked watching what you did but chose not to comment on it.

God, Heeseung was a lucky man.

“Alright, Jake. Thank you for your help,” you looked over at him with a sweet smile.

“No problem, any time,” he said, not really meaning it, praying that he never had to do something this nerve-wracking and awkward again. You finally closed your laptop, and Jake felt a weight lift off his shoulder.

“So…,” you brushed your hair behind your ear, looking up at “how was your day?”

Jake shook his head awkwardly as if to tell you there was no point in pretending to go about your day normally after all of that.

It was a week after your conversation with Jake at the library, and your order had finally arrived. You were practically foaming at the mouth when you opened the box to see your new toys and clothes. You had so many plans for Heeseung, and your panties got wet just at the thought of everything you wanted to do with him.

You had taken Jake’s suggestion to heart and looked up some new positions you could try together, as well as ideas for how to use your new toys.

It was now nighttime, the windows displaying a dark blue sky and the silhouette of the city below you. Heeseung should be back from his run any time soon, and you were all prepared for his arrival.

Your tits were adorned with the white lacy corset bra that went to just above your waist, and your nipples were already hardened at the anticipation. The bra did wonders for your breasts, making your cleavage look more prominent. On your bottoms were the lace panties with the slit in the middle, leaving your cunt exposed. You were embarrassed at how wet you were already, and you felt your insides clench every time the cool air would brush against your clit.

You smiled at yourself in the mirror, loving the way you looked, giving yourself a little twirl. You hoped that Heeseung would love it as much as you did.

Suddenly, you heard the noise of the front door opening and closing. Heeseung was home, and you felt a wave of nervousness come over you. You waited patiently in your shared bedroom for him to come in, being too nervous to walk outside, as if it weren’t your own apartment.

You sat down in the bed and heard Heeseung’s voice from outside the room, “Sweetheart, I’m back.”

You didn’t respond, keeping still on the mattress, clenching at the duvet underneath you.

He continued calling out for you, “Baby? Are you sleeping already?” You heard him walking down the hallway, your heartbeat quickening at the sound of his footsteps becoming louder as he reached closer to the bedroom.

You stood up just as he opened the door, and what he saw made his jaw fall to the floor. There were no bright lights on, instead, the room was adorned with candles and a dim lamp on the nightstand. He also didn’t fail to notice the silver handcuffs and beige collar lying on the bed beside you, but when his eyes landed on your body, he felt like he could never look away.

His cock hardened at the sight of you, so beautiful and bare for him, looking desperately in his eyes. As ravishing as you looked, you also felt yourself get aroused at the state of him.

His hair was messy and sweaty from the run, and he was wearing a muscle tee with running pants. His toned arms on display for you didn’t help with the wetness of your cunt, and you felt yourself clench your legs together to help subdue it.

“Hi, Hee,” you said sweetly. You began walking up to him, as Heeseung stood frozen in the doorway. You could feel his breath on your neck as you placed your hand on his chest and reached up to place a peck on his lips.

He quickly grabbed your waist, gently like he always did. “What is all of this, Y/N?”

You didn’t answer him, instead wrapping your arms around his neck and continuing to kiss him roughly. You pushed your tongue inside him, and it didn’t take long for him to melt into it. He placed a palm on the small of your back and pushed you closer against him, and you could already feel the hardness of his cock against you. You grabbed a fistful of his shirt and began pulling him towards the bed.

Heeseung could barely catch his breath before you turned around and pushed him roughly onto the bed. The mixture of confusion and arousal was making him feel like he was in a dream, and as you started to straddle his hips, he grabbed your waist tightly to stop you from moving. “What are you doing, baby? Why the change of—,” he felt his lips being covered once more with yours.

“Be quiet, my love. I’m here to make you feel good,” you winked at him before turning around and grabbing the handcuffs off the bed. He could see your bare cunt directly on his trousers, already drooling on the fabric and leaving a dark spot. He almost felt like he was going to short-circuit.

He felt you lift his hand above his head up against the bed frame and then wrap the cuff around his wrists. There was a clicking noise as you locked the cuffs together, and Heeseung was finally bound. He wasn’t used to not having any control over you, let alone having you sit on top of him like this. Although it was shocking, it was exciting and made him incredibly horny.

You slowly unzipped his pants and pulled them down, following with his boxers, letting his length spring up. It was hard and already slightly leaking with arousal. You threw his clothes on the floor and sensually leaned down to face his cock.

You looked so fucking hot like that, Heeseung thought, and he hissed as he felt your kitten licks on the tip of his cock. You looked longingly into his eyes as you began taking in his lengths down your throat, making loud wet noises as you bobbed your head up and down.

When you gave him blowjobs before, you usually went slowly and needed help from him by guiding you, but right now, you were desperate, quick and rough as you sucked on his cock. You held onto his thighs as you tried to steady yourself, and you felt satisfied hearing all the groans of pleasure slipping through Heeseung’s lips.

You didn’t want him to cum in your mouth just yet, instead saving that for later, so you stood to go back into your straddling position and began lowering yourself on his cock.

Heeseung shook his head vigorously, remembering that he hadn’t prepared you yet. He was so used to eating you out before putting his dick inside you that it felt wrong for you to already begin. “Wait, baby, I haven’t—”

“Don’t worry, I prepped myself,” you cut him off, placing your hands on his abdomen as you lowered yourself on him, moaning at the feeling of his cock plummeting inside you. “F-Fuck,” you moaned, throwing your head back.

You didn’t notice the way Heeseung furrowed his eyebrows in anger at the thought of you touching yourself without him being around. He’d never known you to do that before, and he felt the urge to scold you for it, but he decided to let you have your fun for now, especially since he was tied up.

“You’ve never ridden me before, sweetheart, don’t you think you’d need some help for your first time?” he asked you with a small smirk plastered on his lips.

“Oh…,” you said, placing a palm against your chest in faux-offence, “So you think I can’t handle being on top?”

Heeseung cocked his head to the side, “Well…”

You thrust yourself roughly down on his cock, making him groan, “I’ll show you that you’re wrong.”

Heeseung however, was not proven wrong, and he couldn’t bring himself to wipe the smirk off his lips as you continued to sloppily bounce up and down his cock, your thighs quivering and aching for some assistance.

It’s barely been a few minutes and you were already panting from exhaustion, your face heating up and your whines becoming louder at the stimulation and pleasure.

Your palms were flush against his chest as you struggled to take his massive cock inside you, even if you were in control of all of it. Your thighs were burning, and Heeseung gave you a look as if to tell you, ‘You did this to yourself.’

“You are so beautiful,” Heeseung sighed. “That’s it, just like that.”

“Hee—,” you whined loudly, feeling yourself begin to slow down, making Heeseung tsk. “D-Daddy, p-please! I need your h-help.”

“Not sure what I can do about that, sweetheart,” he said calmly, groaning as he felt you slap down against him once more, your arousal coating his cock and your walls pulsating around him.

“Heeseung,” you gasped out, “I c-can’t. I’m going to take off your cuffs, so please help m-me.”

His voice was dominating and assertive as he replied, “You are not going to do anything except keep riding me, do you understand? Don’t stop until you cum.”

He felt you clench around him at his voice, in stark contrast to the soft cooing you were used to. You pushed yourself to continue, as much as it was wearing you out.

You had to lean down on his chest, not being able to handle keeping your body facing up. You whined into his neck, no longer riding him but more so grinding your pussy on his cock. Heeseung desperately wished he could use his arms so he could reach over and smack your ass roughly, making you gasp as he took control and began controlling your thrusts with his hands.

He chuckled at your loud and pathetic noises, “Get up sweetheart, I want you to bounce on me.” You nodded meekly, pushing yourself back up with shaky arms and continuing to bounce on him. “I thought you could handle this.”

“I-I can!” you retaliated. His taunting words were the final straw for you to muster up all your strength and ride yourself to your orgasm. You knew you were close, much to your relief.

Heeseung on the other hand was in complete bliss watching your tits bounce up and down in your gorgeous bra and your pretty face contorted in pleasure. He could feel it when you finally came, your cunt clenching around him tightly, gripping it as he followed suit and let his seed spill inside you. You both moaned in unison, and you fell down on his chest.

He leaned down to press a kiss on the top of your head, “You did well for your first time, sweetheart.” You nodded meekly, not being able to respond due to the shock of your orgasm. “Don’t take a break now, Y/N. Take off the handcuffs before I break this bed frame myself.”

You couldn’t bring yourself to stand up, so instead you crawled over to the nightstand drawer and took out the key. After you unlocked the cuffs, everything came to you in a blur.

Heeseung grabbed you roughly by the hips and flipped you over so your back was on the mattress, and his eyes darkened as they bore into you, “Now tell me where this all came from because I know you didn’t just suddenly wake up and think of all of this.”

You gulped, feeling nervous at his rough tone. You knew you couldn’t hide it from him, so you ripped off the bandaid and told him, “I heard you and Jake that night, and you said you wanted more from our sex life. I just wanted to…I guess I wanted to work on making you feel as good as you make me feel. I know vanilla sex isn’t for everyone.”

He sucked on his teeth, trying to remember what you were talking about. When he realised what you meant, he sighed in frustration. “Sweetheart…I didn’t—”

“No! Don’t apologise, it’s fine. I just wish you talked to me about it because I can handle more during sex, I swear. You don’t need to treat me like I’m breakable,” your eyes were glossy as you said that.

“The reason I didn’t say anything was because I didn’t want you to force yourself to do something you didn’t enjoy. I know you think I’m too careful with you but God…I seriously think I’d end my life if I accidentally hurt you,” his voice was soft and intimate.

“You could never hurt me, Hee. I love you, and I want you to be rough every now and then. I looked into it, and we could do so much!” he chuckled at the way you beamed in happiness, “We could fuck in the kitchen, and oh! You could choke me, you could tie me up. Have you ever heard of a mating press? We could—”

Heeseung felt like he was going to burst into laughter at your excitement, but he had to slow you down before you got ahead of yourself. “As much as I’d love to do all that, if we continue this way, and you want me to go rougher on you, then we need safe words, yeah?”

You nodded at him, “We could do the traffic light system if that’s okay.”

“Yeah, that sounds great, sweetheart. Green if you’re okay, yellow if you need a breath, and red if you need everything to stop,” Heeseung said, “I will check in on you regularly, okay?”

“Yes, Hee.”

You two laid there for a few moments, as Heeseung wanted to give you a moment to catch your breath. He felt your chest move up and down as you were coming down from your high, and he took the time to admire the lace adorning your body.

He usually rushed to take off all your clothes and undergarments, not wanting any fabric touching your skin when he made love to you, but the lingerie was so perfect he never wanted you to take it off. He began tracing the floral patterns of the fabric with his thumb, making you feel tickling. He stared intently at your chest, drooling at the sight of your tits.

You thought perhaps that was it, and that Heeseung would call it a night with you, perhaps because he thought you needed to rest. Oh, you were so wrong though.

Heeseung lifted his head up to look at you. “I have an idea of what we could do with that leash,” he said calmly yet not fully being able to contain his excitement. You nodded at him to give him the go-ahead, and he picked you up by the waist. “Get on your hands and knees, sweetheart.”

Your eyes gave away your anticipation and followed his instructions. Your head was now facing towards the bed frame and your ass was out on display for Heeseung. You felt his hands gently brush on your neck and then felt the soft and fluffy fabric of the inside of the leash clamp around it. He clicked the leash shut and took a moment to admire how sexy you looked.

His cock was already growing hard at just the sight of you laid out for him to devour. One hand was holding the chain leash behind you, and the other gripping your hip. Your whine was loud and shaky as you felt him slam his cock inside you, barely giving you time to prepare.

He began to pound his cock inside you, making you see stars as you were already sensitive from your last orgasm. Every little noise from you prompted a deeper thrust, and he was much faster and rougher with you than you were used to.

The grip he had on your hip would surely leave bruises, but he made sure to be careful not to pull the leash too hard to not choke you. You were drooling on the sheets from the mind-dumbing pleasure of his cock nestled deep inside you, the room was filled with the noises of your skin slapping together and your whimpering.

“I wish you could see yourself, Y/N, you look like such a desperate slut,” he groaned. The corner of his lips lifted into a smirk as he felt you clench around him at the name, “Ah…, you like that, don’t you? Do you like me calling you dirty words? Fucking slut.”

You let out a choked sob, “Y-Yes, Daddy. I l-love it.”

The way he rocked his hips into you made you feel weak, and you began to feel your head lower and lower onto the bed as your arms gave out. You were now practically lying in a face-down-ass-up position, your face only just above the sheets as Heeseung still held your head back with the leash. The slight bit of tugging lowered the amount of air going to your brain, making you unable to think properly.

The only thoughts in your head at that moment were how much you loved him, and how much you loved him taking you like this; bent over and for his pleasure.

He was fucking your body into the mattress, making your thighs quiver at the constant slapping. He pushed on the small of your back, forcing you to arch further. The position made you feel him so deep inside you, but it also made it incredibly hard to be able to take it.

“I’ve spoiled you too much. You’ve gotten so used to just lying there and taking my cock like some princess, and now that I’m making you do slightly more work you’re whining and panting like a pathetic dog,” he spat menacingly, and God you truly felt like a whore by how much his rough words turned you on. “We’re going to have to work on that.”

You cried out, “I’m cu-cumming. I’m going t-to cum, Daddy.”

“Cum for me, sweetheart,” his voice suddenly went soft again, which shocked you to your core due to his sudden change in demeanour. You didn’t have much time to think about it however as you felt yourself fall over the edge, cunt gripping his cock as you came around him once more.

It took him a while longer to follow suit, so he kept fucking into you, helping your ride out your high, but also causing you to feel immense overstimulation.

With one final thrust, he finally came inside you, coating your walls with his arousal. He was grunting at the feeling of your tight cunt taking his seed so easily and deeply.

He slowly slipped himself out of you and watched his cum leak out of you in awe. “Fuck, sweetheart. I love you so much,” he began peppering kisses onto your back and rubbing your hips and waist to help calm your shaking body.

He flipped you around gently and placed a kiss on your face, then noticed the tears that stained your puffy cheeks. “Are you crying, sweetheart? Fuck, did I go too rough on you? I’m so sorry,” he began apologising profusely.

You giggled shaking your head, “No, Hee. The tears are all from pleasure, I swear. I loved every bit of it.” Heeseung nodded nervously, still thinking he may have gone too hard on you. He began kissing your tears away, whispering sweet love words into your kiss.

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep like that in his arms.

“You have that post-honeymoon vibe to you today,” Jake chuckled, pouring a glass of water for him and Heeseung.

Heeseung rolled his eyes, knowing exactly what the other boy was insinuating. He sat down at the island, choosing not to dignify that with a response.

“So I take it Y/N fucked you good?” Jake laughed, slapping Heeseung’s back and placing the glass in front of him.

Heeseung scoffed, you fucking him? You could barely handle riding his cock for a few minutes, if anything he fucked you like an animal last night as you tried your best to handle it.

“Yeah, I guess she did,” Heeseung decided not to argue with him.

“You know I helped her plan all of it?” Jake raised his eyebrow mischievously.

Heeseung would’ve choked on his water if he hadn’t already swallowed it, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Yeah, that night after we talked about her, she came to me all nervous asking me to help figure out how to fuck you better. She was even going to buy sex guide books,” Jake began to laugh maniacally, mind flashing back to the absurd interaction.

Heeseung furrowed his eyebrows at Jake, but also felt upset at himself knowing that you felt the need to come to Jake before even saying anything to him. “So you helped her pick everything out?”

“Everything except the collar, that she wanted to chose on her own.”

“So you chose the lingerie,” Heeseung’s eyes darkened at the thought, knowing for sure Jake imagined you wearing the set.

“Hey, don’t look at me like that. It’s like you’re going to stab me. I wasn’t doing anything nefarious, I was just trying to help you both out.”

Heeseung gulped his water, staring intently at Jake’s eyes, still furious at you both for keeping this from him.

“So…,” Jake began, wiggling his eyebrows, “When are you going to let me join you two?”

Jake felt like his skin was burning from the furious stare being sent his way. “Drop it, Jake. I told you I’d only let you join when she’s comfortable enough, and she’s not ready for it right now. She’s still—”

At that moment, you decided to enter the kitchen, not wanting to eavesdrop like you did last time. “Actually, I do think I’m ready for it,” you said with a beaming smile.

#heeseung enhypen #lee heeseung #heeseung smut #heeseung x reader #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen fic #enhypen smut #eavesdrop 🪷

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heartofholland · 4 years

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tom recs <3

hi guys! here is a fic rec list i made of all the fics i’ve loved. personally, i consider myself an avid fic reader so i have read a shit ton of fics. these are just my highlights. let me know if you want more like this! and if you do end up reading any of these please make sure you REBLOG them to spread the goodness. these writers work their ass off and deserve all the credit in the world. enjoy! <3

SERIES

riding my by @worldoftom this fic is barely started but i love everything this writer puts out. very smutty, very hot. innocence kink check!

breaking curfew by @wazzupmrstark ASSHOLE TOM! my weakness. enemies to lovers but make it FWB. what I wish my summer camp was like instead of my thighs sticking to chairs and lice outbreaks.

eighteen by @angelic-holland corruption/innocence kink! basically all smut but damn do i want bad boy tom.

the situationship by @fairytelling can’t say enough about this fic. the definition of falling in love with your best friend. if my relationship isn’t like this i don’t want it.

happiness is a butterfly by @blissfulparker soft mob!tom and they’re forbidden soulmates! updates are WELL worth the wait!

i only feel you by @stuckonspidey the first time i read my watch thought i was working out for how high my heart rate was. shit keeps you on your toes. there is a sequel fic but just a heads up you will want to unstan tom on multiple occasions.

make me love you by @mrs-hollandstan frat boy player tom turned soft. mans does a whole 180. fuck dom.

perfidy by @peeterparkr couldn’t be more obsessed with this fic. they’re both so fucking stupid but too afraid to get hurt. also the social media posts are so fucking cute and crucial to the story

eloped by @worldoftom getting married to tom in the most beautiful vacation spot? sign me the fuck up

you. by @txmhoelland i think there’s definely worse men to be set up with as a PR stunt.

erotas by @farfromparker i have definely read this fic for more days than i’ve been on this earth but every time i lose my goddamn mind

dare you to move by @starksparker-archive the best version of FWB tom is when you’re his roommate…

gone by @dahliaspidey this one… hurts. but i just know it will bounce back.

take me out by @angelic-holland warning this one is really dark. like serial killers. but it was so fascinating i am completely obsessed with the psychology of it all. jake is featured and please don’t imagine the mr. music the entire time like i did </3

single all the way by @heyhihellowhatsup0 i read this whenever i need a lil christmas pick me up

sweetener by @keepingupwiththeparkers cute awkward relationship. it is so real i feel like it could actually happen to me.

ex on the beach by @heyhihellowhatsup0 THE ANGST GIVES ME LIFE

SMUT

bartender by @t-o-m-holland tom happens to own your favorite bar. your subtle flirts aren’t working. the banter between reader and the fam makes me wish i didn't have social anxiety.

siren by @rosyparkers don’t get me wrong i will scream ACAB til the day i die but police officer tom could definitely get it.

best of three by @mrs-hollandstan one of the 3000 threesome fics i have saved. imagine not getting one of the hottest men but TWO.

roommates by @hollandbaby what a coincidence we both want to fuck each other! this checks all the kinks my man. i’ve read this probably no less than 100 times.

that was that by @moorehollandplz dom!tom but something flips and he’s never been more gentle. mans got both sides of the playing field covered.

know your enemy by @angelic-holland short but sweet. hate sex is always hotter behind the scenes.

wasabi by @angelic-holland literally everything about alice is phenomenal but this is on of my faves. when i read this it makes me feel smarter. also body shots.

say good night by @madmadmilk this writers work never fails to blow me away but this time she managed to encapsulate my entire life. (minus the execution with a very hot and experienced best friend).

buwygf-ib by @hholyholland just ignore tomdaya for a sec and take in the hottest dom!tom i’ve ever witnessed.

cocky by @sykoxartist yeah he’s an asshole but he’s your asshole. at least that’s what he thinks.

sovereign by @farfromparker sub!tom is so hot. man will beg for DAYS.

summer vacation by @kidney9-9 when is hate sex ever like…. not hot as fuck?

ride by @tomhollandsstan face riding. period.

coincidence by @starshinebucky actor!reader and tom fuck… at least they’ll have good chemistry next time.

skin by @hollandbaby dom!tom is not ok with being a sub. unless it’s for you.

you can bet on it by @kiwi-bitchez all of this writers smut makes my pussy throb. this is my fave. just wait for the twist.

a rose blooms by @cornacopicimagines prince!tom drives me wild. but wait til he finds out you’re not a virgin.

begging by @raewritesfiction tom makes you beg for it.

self reflection by @stuckonspidey this is actual proof tom has a praise kink.

minor inconvenience by @angel-spidey toms an idiot but at least he can get you off.

flesh by @starshinebucky cocky tom kills me.

keeping him nice and warm by @marvelouspeterparker mob!tom the gif itself to sends me.

after hours by @cornacopicimagines never had sexual tension with a teacher but this will do.

ANGST

josslyn by @multiharlot messy situation but reader handles it like a champ. if your heart isn’t broken enough, the last line will make sure it’s unfixable for days on end.

moral of the story by @kelieah listen to the song while you’re at it to make your cry sesh take a turn for the worst.

cherry by @xoluvx this one hurts real bad. so does the song.

a complicated love story by @samhollandssweaters an emotional rollercoaster for real.

he dies in the end by @allfandomxreader ignore the title and just cry your eyes out with me.

eighteen by @fancyxholland you’ll be confused why it’s in the angst category but trust me.

all the lies by @peteywillproceed getting cheated on but the girl is toms gf, how do you tell him.

memories by @nycparkers i sob to this whenever i need a good cry.

don’t be a fool by @nycparkers breakups that dont end messily make me so fucking jealous.

FLUFF

kiss currency by @madmadmilk borderline smut. confused and oblivious harrison. dialogue inspires me to talk to males.

plank all over me by @waitimcomingtoo FILRTY TOM! THE BANTER! i really am a whore for well written dialogue. there’s additional parts but i won’t spoil.

playing cupid by @marvelobsessedteenager you set everyone else up but wait a damn minute how did you forget about tom?

little flirt by @webslinger-holland oh to flirt with tom while he’s sweaty from intensely dancing for the lip sync battle.

pour it out by @rhapsodyparker i don’t know what it is but famous!reader going on talk shows or having interviews and they ask the reader cheeky questions about tom might be one of my many kinks…

hubby by @t-holland2080 it’s the small things that make me want to bawl my eyes out for being so lonely.

going live by @redrebecca the dialogue makes me cry of happiness! tom doing a live (what a concept).

paddy’s crush by @tom-holland-is-spiderman jealous tom but of his younger brother.

wannabe by @sailingintothenight the cliffhanger at the end demands a second part.

flawless by @missnxthingg tom is a simp.

you and me by @sunshinehollandd best friend tom makes me soft.

dick appointments. web shooters. the duality of a man. by @porterporker it gets a lil steamy but man is “web shooter” a funny name for a dick.

best day by @thollandss dad!tom gives me baby fever even though i am a virg.

tom asks your dad by @blissfulparker can i just skip through the bad boyfriends and just marry the love of my life already.

baked chicken by @waitimcomingtoo there isn’t a category for awkward but if there was this would be in it.

lover boy by @starshinebucky tom being so oblivious you like him that you need to call for backup.

afterglow by @wickedholland i wish someone would treat me like this when im drunk instead of leaving me to hold my own hair back.

#tom holland #tom holland fics #tom holland x reader #tom holland series #tom holland smut #tom holland fluff #tom holland angst #tom holland fic #tom holland writing #tom holland reader insert

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putonmyfavoriteshow · 3 years

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Could you do Luna for the character ask?? Thank you!

YES!! Thank YOU!

favorite thing about them - her optimism and the way she always encourages her loved ones! it's so dang contagious :')

least favorite thing about them - not so much her than the writers not completing her story satisfyingly - i will always be disappointed that s3 spent too much time on Lutteo than Luna dealing with her new identity. the season clearly starts out with her having an identity crisis but instead of continuing that, she has relationship drama and gets obsessed with interpreting her dreams which I guess had somewhat to do with her trying to fill in the gaps left by her bio parents, but I wanted more of her internal turmoil through the whole ordeal (like how the writers really dive into Ámbar's internal battles throughout s3)

favorite line - i can't think of a line but her little monologue to Ámbar about being adopted has a special place in my heart - (ENGLISH SUBS: https://youtu.be/krBCGGpKWbM?t=87)

brOTP Luna/Nina (but Lumon is close behind, and i enjoy them as a trio esp in s2)

OTP Lutteo but i feel like they only really earn that label in s3 for me

nOTP Luna/Michel - he was basically the male version of her and she was never actually interested in him everyone just kept saying she was. nothing against him really, but no gracias

random headcanon she ends up in a similar career route to Juliana's in the future (minus the accident) - professional competing skater, followed by coaching in BA at the Jam&Roller

unpopular opinion she's justified at not trusting Ámbar in s3. it's great that Monica and Simón wanna give her a chance, and as much as i wish they could have continued their bond from early s2, there was too much bad blood, and Ámbar was incredibly cruel to Luna after so many chances. she's also justified at not trusting Matteo after the Emilia video because he was never clear or honest in their relationship (i believe Matteo should've told her about the video right away instead of trying to fix the situation himself - maybe then if she jumped to conclusions she'd be in the wrong, but that wasn't how it went down). she may hold grudges but only after being REPEATEDLY hurt, which I can understand. And she forgives Sharon out of all people at the end. this girl will always give people the benefit of the doubt, but she can only deal with so much hurt from people. not saying she's always in the right, she jumps to conclusions and still has other flaws (forgetfulness, spoiled/ignorance) but in those cases i think she is right lol

song i associate with them s1: daisies by katy perry s2: rare/look at her now by selena gomez (Matteo S2A hate hours smh) s3: goldenboy [girl] - jake scott (if they developed her better yknow)

favorite picture of them Just one??!! but....MY CHILD

#soy luna #luna valente #lutteo #thanks!!#gaybarbiegirl #asks answered

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xoglittergirlstories-blog · 4 years

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night drive pt. 1

Eve

It was 11pm. Eve sat on her bed. Her hair perfectly curled. It better have been perfect.. She spent 45 minutes obsessing over each curl. Her makeup was a dark purple with an ever so slight glimmer. Her eyeliner was were it should be. Her lashes up as high as they could go. She liked how she looked, but wasn’t sure if it’d be enough. She knew her skin was sub par. She could use more hair.. But people didn’t need to know that.

She reached for her phone. Looked through her messages and texted James, “I’m on my way.” A nervous rush hit her body like a 40 ft. wave. She stared at the three grey dots. Her thumbs anxiously moving around the screen.

“We’re all here. Come Thru.”

She sprung up. Put on a blue crop top. Tight fitting jeans.

She was late, but that was her plan. She didn’t want to come off too eager. Nonchalantly walking in late would make the perfect impression..I cared to come, but didn’t care enough to come early.

She never wanted to reveal exactly how excited she was to see someone. She needed to feel that guys were more excited to see her. If she felt any less. Defeat would follow terribly soon after. That dynamic was her life source. Her esteem dangled so delicately on this piece of satisfaction. She knew that would be what would kill her.

She walked in. She saw her friends huddled around a dimly lit table. It was a loud night. It was a bar filled with weekday drinkers and college students. She took a light breath in. Taking in the smell of sweet beer. And bravely walked towards the group. Shoulders back, hair tousled. And her top perfect placed above her waistline.

She walked into the light. She met eyes with Jake. She couldn’t help but smile a bit. It’s been so long…

She quickly greeted everyone. Forcing herself to ignore eye contact. She sat down and pressed her lips together. That’ was the only thing that could stop her from smiling. He was sitting across from her and she couldn’t stand how she felt.

Jake

It was 11pm. Jake and James drove to a nearby bar to grab beers and a light snack. He sat there, shaking his leg under the table, remaining completely composed from the waist up. He didn’t want James talking about how he was acting. He checked his phone. 11:01pm. Damnit. “Shot James!!!!!” He needed it more than him.

“Alright, alright. Let’s do it! Thursday shots!” James exclaimed.

Jake took it back with ease. Was it going to be enough to ease his excitement?

“So, Eve’s on her way. Krystel is parking right now.”

Jake rolled his eyes, “Krystel? That girls a mess..You guys still friends?”

James chuckled, ‘She’s a crazy one, but we’ll always love her.”

Jake put his shot glass down. “Let’s get another bottle?”

He looked at his phone. 11:02pm. That’s it? All he could think of was James saying ‘Eve’s on her way.’ Where is she coming from? Does this stupid shirt look okay? I haven’t seen her in so long.. Does she drink? Does she even like beer?! Oh God..

Krystel walked in. Not 2 seconds after she sat down she yells, “LETS DRINK BITCHES.” James yells, “YOU GOT IT!!!!!!”

Jake chuckles, “Alright alright! Let’s do it.”

Jake and James have a good buzz going. Enough to keep up with Krystel’s already crazy, sober personality.

“I HAVE to tell you about me and Greg. So much shit happened this week you guys I can’t even begin.”

Everything after those words faded out in Jake’s head. Her voice was loud, obnoxious and annoying to say the least. He nodded on as she went on about how her heart was broken. How she needed more alcohol and how swigging was much more effective than shots. *Swig* *Swig*. He laughed as she took in more than she needed and drooled a bit on James. “EW KRYSTEL!!! HAHAH!”

Jake grabbed a napkin and looked up when he heard a quiet “Hey”.

There she was.

She stood shyly behind Krystel. He remembered those familiar almond eyes. They were the sweetest light brown.

He put the napkin down and watched as she quickly waved and sat down across from him. He couldn’t help but stare at her. His young, wild adolescent self came rushing back. Her hair was longer. He peaked her crop top. She wears makeup now. She looks more....confident

He watched as she sat down. He knew he was smiling, but he didn’t care. He wanted her to know how he felt. She looked perfect.

The After..

Eve

The night was seemingly coming to a close. James paid and the group headed outside. As Eve walked out Jake quickly fell to her side.

“Hey, if you need a ride..let me take you.”

She looked up..surprised. “sure”

She pressed her lips together.

#latenight #lovestories #romance #shortstories

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DS9: Tribunal to Prophet Motive

Overall S2 wasn’t really that much better than S1, though it did have a handful of eps that were genuinely “good” television. S3’s also spotty but slightly better. One S3 trend I don’t like is the SUPER heavy-handed selling of Kira/Odo from basically the first ep on, and how it comes entirely out of nowhere. Also, Keiko is royally and consistently shafted and ignored, which is frustrating as hell. They FINALLY give her something to do, and not only is it presented as a “gift” from her husband(which, Ick! Like she’s not following the going’s on in her own damn profession???), they use it to effectively write her off the show! Ridiculous >:(

Tribunal: Bad. What’s the point of doing a courtroom ep that isn’t a courtroom ep? Sure, I can understand the theoretical appeal of the irony of a trial episode about a show trial, but you really need to embrace the absurdity of the concept for it to work and they didn’t. Also, the Cardassians are one-note(like all the non-human species in ST), and their one-note is “Order”, so Cardassian law, even if entirely show-trials in practice, really ought to be procedurally meticulous. An ep about Odo, skilled in these procedures from his time as a Cardassian security chief, out bureaucrating a culture of military bureaucrats to stall for time while the DS9 crew finds dirt to blackmail the Cardassians with would have been great and probably darkly funny; this was just dull. Also, there’s no way the Fed would stand for a Starfleet officer being snatched out of a Fed shuttle in Fed space like that, smuggling weapons or no, or believe for one second the Cardassian claim weapons were on the shuttle in the first place, given their past experiences. This would have caused a major diplomatic incident, and the Fed embassy corps on Cardassia Prime would have been all over O’Brien like ants on a summer picnic.

The Jem’Hadar: Fun and Good. Trying to do something simple and succeeds. Quark’s rant to Sisko about Ferengi history is obvsl convenient writing rather than fact -in TNG they’re aggressive, needlessly violent cruel pirates who, I’m pretty sure, are explicitly slavers as well- but it SHOULD be right. They’d be more interesting as a culture built around a capitalism that never saw any profit in compulsion. Historically, while slavery pre-dated capitalism in Earthican societies, slavery as we think about it -dehumanization, brutality, murderous forced labor- has nigh-universally been associated with capitalism, and quite frequently with commerce(Greek, Roman, and American slavery were all basically built around ag production for commercial markets[though slave-artisans based in cities was a significant part of the Greek and Roman systems as well]). That internal contradiction, attached to a larger ethical distaste for direct, personal violence(and valorization of tattling that’d go along with the instinctive distress-cry DS9 gives to Ferengi), while still being the profit-driven thieves and schemers they are, would have been Compelling.

The Search is… OK. I mean, as television it’s fine. The plot doesn’t make any damn sense though. The Dominion makes it clear they don’t want the Fed entering their territory and the Fed’s response is… to infiltrate deep into their territory to find the Homeworld of their leaders and confront them with the only warship in the Fed fleet? This move is basically designed to start a war. Also, they seem to forget that they’ve had Odo come to the Gamma Quadrant before, so his whole “I feel drawn to this nebula” deal seems out of left-field. Also Also, they should have used The Defiant to add the Romulan liaison as a regular cast member, instead of bringing on Eddington and doing nothing with him. Having Sisko, who has had an excellent relationship with Odo until now, suddenly giving this speech about how he doesn’t like that Odo isn’t “a team player” is pretty ridiculous as well(and out of character. Sisko’s not a team player. His WHOLE CREW is made up of square pegs just like himself). Also Also Also, a Romulan security officer who spends a season or two building up relationships with the maincast, sashaying around being arrogant and cynical in Romulan kimonos during her off-time, gradually developing Maquis sympathies, becomes Sisko’s evil!Valjean and remains so until nearly the end of the series would have been a genuinely surprising character-arc requiring consistently good writing to sell, and kind of explain why, in later eps, the Romulans wouldn’t require one of their own to protect and operate the cloak. Or hey! Maybe her becoming a Maquis could begin as a plot to foment rebellion in the Fed, that’d be neat.

Equilibrium: Meh

Second Skin: Good in some parts, but that the journals would be what starts cracking Kira up isn’t believable and it just isn’t mindfucky enough. Also, Kira’s warmth towards her fake dad at the end of the ep didn’t feel earned. Maybe if they’d had her bond with him over having lost family in the Occupation.

The Abandoned: pretty offensively essentialist, really. Especially given the plotline later in the series(iirc) about a Jem’Hadar trying to break his people’s addiction to ketracel-White, which kinda undermines this eps whole “the Jem’Hadar have no will of their own and are genetically programmed soldiers that it’s useless to reason with” line.

Civil Defense: good. It remains unbelievable to me, though, that Starfleet wouldn’t have done a complete refit of the whole station the minute the Cardassians left, especially given the Star Trek obsession with hard-wired, analog computing.

Meridian: a noxious pile of garbage all round. The subplot is skeezy, but at least it’s in-character, well-written, and believable which the main plot certainly is not. I kinda wish that, if they were going to include such a scummy sub-plot in the ep, they’d at least made it a bit interesting by subverting expectations. At the end, have Tiron be at first taken aback, and then surprisingly pleased with Kira’s modifications to the program. He walks out, “deeply satisfied” with the program and pays 20% extra for it, compliments Quark on his “creativity” as a holodesigner with a slightly amorous look, Quark is clueless and confused yet pleased, Kira and Odo are absolutely mortified. Then maybe leave it around as a Chekov’s Gun; Quark makes a secret copy(of course), offering it to only his best customers, it leads to a small but noticeable increase in custom, then someday in a later season he checks it out and is Horrified to find he’s unknowingly made himself one of the most popular porn-performers in the sector :|

Defiant: fine as it is, except there should have been a bit about HOW the Maquis found out about the Defiant and knew about its cloak. This would be a good time to introduce the long-arc of the Romulan officer’s Maquis sympathies/attempts to use her position on DS9 to co-opt the Maquis and undermine the Federation.

Fascination: dumb and really Skeezy, Ferrell’s is the only entertaining performance in the ep, but, again, the smooch-directing of this series is uncommonly good. Also: Miles is not just a bad dad, but also a bad husband. Also Also: Bajor’s only 3 hours away in a runabout or shuttle for Frak’s sake? You can’t be bothered to go visit her?? People in Texas regularly make three hour drives every DAY.

Past Tense: One of my favorite eps of the series; heavily Nostalgic for me. Having now read To Say Nothing of the Dog, however, I do wish ST writers treated Time and Causality as more robust and stubborn than they tend to.

Life Support: The inevitable killing off of a past love-interest to free Kira up for Kirdo. Bareil was bland and boring anyway, even if his performances in S3 were much improved. Why the heck is the Kai negotiating treaties??? That the Kai and Vedeks plays a direct, institutional role in Bajoran politics needed to be established before jumping into a plotline about the Kai negotiating a secret peace pact with Cardassia. The subplot with Jake and Nog, which reduces the question of female personhood to a “cultural issue” in the context of Nog’s misogyny ruining Jake’s chances with a girl who never appears again(iirc), is repulsive in about a half-dozen ways.

Heart of Stone: Ho-hum. The Nog in Starfleet storyline is good, but they should have built up to it in previous eps. Wesley spends pretty much all his time before acceptance doing science experiments and apprenticing in various departments on Enterprise to build up his resume just to qualify to take the exams; having Nog accomplish the same task with a letter of rec is kinda |:T Also: wouldn’t Sisko have pointed out that, in the Fed and Starfleet, Nog’s “gift” would be interpreted as an attempted bribe and get him immediately arrested? Seems like an important cultural rule to point out to a Ferengi |:T |:T

Destiny: Good. Ulani and Gilora are obviously lesbians and I won’t hear another word on the matter u_u

Prophet Motive: Fun and Good, though the “evolved” talk re: social constructs and cultural modes was annoying.

Why are S3′s subplots so much better done than it’s main ones? I imagine the discipline of having limited time to complete them in has something to do with it. Some other observations:

A-plot B-plot structure is entirely standard in S2 and S3, probably because it’s an obvious way to include such a large cast, but then all the plots revolve around the same handful of characters, so the opportunity is wasted.

It’d have been nice if every species was given the same variety of clothing the Ferengi get to have. Having Caradassians wear mil uniforms IN THEIR OWN HOMES, and when they are scientists, is absurd.

DS9 continues the Trek tradition of having a real nebulous and unexplained relationship with money.

DS9 really needed more women writers and head-writers on staff. Why are male writers so bad at this???

I really need to get in the habit of taking notes while I watch so I can give more detailed reactions later -__-

#Star Trek #ST: DS9 #DS9 S2 #DS9 S3 #DS9 Rewrite #TV Reviews #zA's Outside Viewing #Literary Criticism

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