#imagine this ruining the concert you go see.................

[x-mensirens]

[uplatterme]

Imagine Idol Aether where you fuck him backstage but you don’t let him cum so he just has to perform horny🤫

Also can I be 🦷 anon

—idol!aether/manager!reader, sub!aether/dom!reader | edging, mentions of exhibitionism | reader has a dick and penetrates, gets called sir

aether continues to pant, his body hugging yours.

his poofy white shorts lowered to his thighs, cum leaking from both of you.

his music continues to play from the stage, loud enough to be heard here in his dressing room.

“please.” he breathes.

he feels your hand caressing his back, the soft touch just making it unbearable. he wants to cry so badly, he needs it and you weren’t giving it to him.

“no tears. it’s too late to get your makeup retouched.” you warned.

“y-yes, sir.”

each thrust pleasurable but agonizing, but he’d rather have this than nothing.

“you like it, don’t you? hearing your fans excitedly cheer for you…meanwhile, you’re here getting dicked down by your manager.”

the idol hides his face on your shoulder.

“c-can’t help it…you make me feel so good.”

you bend him on his table, the mirror facing him as he gets pounded.

“i bet you’d love to be fucked on stage, hm?”

he doesn’t know how to answer to that. it was a thought that’s crossed his mind before, he doesn’t dare to lie.

the urge to pull on his golden locks was high but you decided against it, not wanting to ruin his hair.

besides, you were already ruining his bottom half.

“you just adore attention, don’t you? you think those fans of yours can’t see under your shorts whenever you dance?”

“you made me wear it…” he argued, his lips trembling from keeping every sound in his chest.

no moaning or screaming, you said. it’ll ruin his voice, you said.

and yet here you were dicking him down ruthlessly as if that won’t affect his dancing. he bites the bottom of his lips, his thighs are already shaking on their own.

“you act like i forced you into this. i gave you options, didn’t i? but you still chose this one.”

aether lets out a soft grunt as he feels your movements directly hitting that spot.

the idol looked drunk, he wanted to grip on something but he could do nothing but close his fists on top of the table.

“what is it? you want to show off to your fans that bad? or is it because that one boy group you like is attending today’s concert?”

aether shakes his head. “ngh…no. only you, i promise.”

a knock comes from the door. one of the staff reminding them that they had to go in five.

“good. after all, a pure and sweet idol should stay loyal to the one he loves. isn’t that right?”

“y-yes!” he yelps, feeling his stomach warming up with your cum.

once you pull out, he already feels his shorts getting fixed without even wiping the stains or cleaning him up first.

he’ll try his best to keep it in, just like as usual.

he can’t wait to finish this concert and just get dumbed down without any worries.

each step has him quivering despite his shoes being short-heeled, cum slowly leaking out of his briefs whenever his body shifts wrongly. each nerve of his body wanting to just pounce on you and cancel this event.

“do a good job.” you say.

aether smiles at you, an idol’s perfect smile. “you know i will.”

you chuckle, unable to resist messing his hair up now by patting his head.

“i’ll make sure to reward you good afterwards.”

…

a blush creeps up on aether’s face just imagining it.

he has got to stop you with all this teasing.

[slavicafire]

the shorthand developed between longtime couples or friends can be embarrassing, yes, but it can also be confusing for others in the best of ways.

exposition: my partner is rather squeamish, especially when it comes to various bodily things - and if you've known me for a while, you know that I love all things body and body related. we share one desk, with all our monitors aligned, and we often peek at what the other one is doing - same with phones, especially when we're having some downtime in bed. now, to relax, I really like watching various body-related videos - for example anatomy lessons with cadavers, or dental videos, especially tooth extractions - but that's something that would obviously absolutely upset my beloved. so the first time I was watching something like that and they peeked, I had to quickly cover my phone, and then explain that I was watching a dentist extracting a tooth.

now, this has to be a quick reaction - and I know that too many details about what it is exactly that I'm watching can be upsetting or disgusting on their own - so I've resorted to just saying DENTIST. when my love looks over and has the chance to potentially see something yuck. just dentist. it works!

fast forward to us picking up a friend from a music festival over summer - not a big concert but more a set of smaller scenes with a very specific vibe. definitely a vibe that encourages people to partake in various substances. while waiting for said friend, my partner told me they needed to pee, and so we went to the long line of porta-potties - and they've asked me to go in first to check the state of the facilities for them. and as I got in I saw that, well, it was bad. big bad. as bad as you can imagine a porta-potty to be.

and so to be quick, as my partner was about to enter after me and see all the bad everywhere, I just yelled DENTIST! DENTIST!

let me tell you. the line of people high out of their mind waiting to pee. hearing me yell DENTIST repeatedly from the belly of the portable toilet, to the clear horror of my partner. the look on their faces. the silence that fell. I can only wish I did not ruin anyone's trip with my sudden invocation of the dental nightmare but I'm not too hopeful on that you know

[helluvapoison]

Sing, Little Songbird

The Vees x Singer!Reader

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˚✧₊⁎ Valentino ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• Since it’s not something he can exploit in his line of work, Val lets himself simply enjoy your gift

• His eyes may not be great but his hearing is impeccable

• A day won’t go by without him cupping your chin and asking for a song

• “Sweet pájaro,” He purrs, “Sing for me, won’t you?”

• Jokes about putting you in a golden birdcage or having you be his alarm clock

• He likes to put a hand on your throat while you hum or sing, seemingly entranced until you stop

• Valentino will take your hands mid song and begin to dance with you

• “Keep singing,” He says firmly yet soft, as if not trying to interrupt you entirely

• He’ll tell you to learn a song for him every now and then

• Randomly, Val will have Kitty get you tea with lemon. It’s not optional, you’re drinking it

˚✧₊⁎ Velvette ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• Acts offended when she catches you singing in the shower. Perched on the counter when you pulled the curtain, she has her arms crossed and a rather peeved expression on her face

• “Why didn’t I know you could do this?”

• She scares the everloving crap out of you, you almost break your neck, “Have you been sitting there this whole time!?”

• Velvette has creative business partners, sure, but a gifted sweetheart is just another leg up in the world

• She wants to collaborate immediately. Incorporate your singing into her shows and be the “it” couple she knows the two of you can be

• Take this as a major compliment because she doesn’t like sharing credit

• —And she isn’t handing this out just because you’re dating, either! She knows talent when she sees it!

• Whether or not you take her up on her offer, Velvette loves to hear you sing

• She made a playlist of songs that remind her of your relationship, she gets giggly when she hears you singing one of them

• “I could make you famous in two minutes flat, you know.” Velvette praises when you’re finished

• “How would I get to hold you if I was always on a stage, hm? Would you be my groupie?”

• Cackling, she rolls her eyes, “As if! You’d get my autograph across your chest and dedicate every single song to me!”

• “Good thing I’m happy doing that right here,” You grin, hugging her close

˚✧₊⁎ Vox ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• Is it bad the first time he heard you singing he thought of no less than a thousand ways to put that voice to use?

• (Don’t answer that)

• Vox asked you a handful of times if you’d be the voice of Voxtech but you declined, worried it might ruin the activity entirely

• The possibility never occurred to him

• “Forget I asked! Your voice is priceless to me, anyways.”

• It doesn’t stop though! When you sing, Vox gets a plethora of ideas! Ringtones, jingles, commercials, you name it and he’s already thought of it!

• He’ll grab your shoulders, cutting off your song, lift you up for a kiss to the cheek and disappear!

• “Birdy, you’re the fucking greatest! Imagine the numbers we’d be seeing if you let me use you instead of that wannabe Mayday cunt.”

• It’s a compliment to you more than an insult to the singer (er, supposed to be anyways)

• “What happened to being priceless?” You faux pout

• “I can’t help it! You know I’m your biggest fan,” Vox purrs, coming up behind you and holding your hips, “How bout a private concert?”

• “You’re on a work high, aren’t you? Feening for some more inspiration, Voxxy?”

• “…Maybe.”

[starry-nights-garden]

Ateez Reaction ✧ Seeing your ex in public

✧ Ateez all members x gn!reader ✧ genre: reaction, some angst, comfort ✧ warnings: implications of unhealthy relationships in the past in some parts

Hongjoong:

tonight is supposed to be unforgettably wonderful as you're on a date with your boyfriend to see an artist you both like a lot performing live for the first time

instead it becomes unforgettable for an entirely different reason, because only a few songs in, someone eerily familiar stands right next to you

you're not sure if your ex has realized yet that they're standing right next to you, but you sure are aware of it, and you instinctively get closer to your boyfriend

the latter uses the opportunity to whisper something about how glad he is to be sharing this moment with you in your ear, until he too spots your ex standing right next to and he wraps his arm tightly around you

"Wanna get out of here for a minute?" he asks, his mood immediately becoming serious

it takes merely a weak nod from you for him to lead you through the crowd and away from all the people

as you're visibly uncomfortable, he does his best to comfort you until you start crying in his arms because you feel so sorry that now he can't enjoy the concert because of you

however, he assures you that it's not your fault and tells you not to think like that, while doing whatever he can to help you calm down until you feel okay again

Seonghwa:

your boyfriend knows that you have a bit of a difficult history with your ex, even though you're mostly over what happened now

so when you suddenly spot your ex as you're out in public, he seems more tensed up about it than you are

his grip around your hand becomes firmer immediately, and you can tell he's not sure whether he should try to play off his feelings or openly glare at your ex

so you quickly suggest to go take another route to your destination, and when your boyfriend doesn't immediately comply, you get a bit pushy because you currently can't imagine a more awkward situation than those two actually meeting

he does eventually let you lead him elsewhere, but his mood stays the same all throughout your date, until you're finally home and you confront him about it

that's when he realizes he hasn't been doing you any good with his behaviour, and he finally apologizes for it

"I'm really sorry... I didn't realize I kinda ruined our date with that. I just... can't forgive that person for hurting you like that," he explains

and though your date wasn't as fun as it could've been because of that you also understand that his reaction is simply another proof of how much he cares about you

Yunho:

you're on a walk through the city together when you suddenly spot your ex with their new partner walking towards you from afar

them not having noticed you yet, you quickly grab a clueless Yunho by the hand and pull him into the next best store, the poor guy not knowing what's going on at all

"We could've just walked in normally if you wanted to check out this store so badly, no need to pull me in like you're running from someone," he jokingly comments, hoping for some kind of explanation for your sudden change in behaviour

there's serious worry in his eyes for a moment when you tell him that you are in fact running from someone, but he relaxes once you explain to him that you saw your ex walking in front of you and you really don't want to run into them

he understands and so he suggests actually looking around the store you're in for a while until your ex has hopefully passed you by

you end up having fun looking through the shop's assortment and once you're done joking around about the most questionable fashion items you can find inside you've already forgotten all about the awkward almost-encounter earlier

Yeosang:

a few weeks after starting to date Yeosang you run into your ex together

you split up on friendly terms so even now you sometimes talk to each other whenever you happen to meet each other

you current boyfriend mostly stays quiet as you introduce the two to each other, and only after a short conversation and saying your goodbyes does it dawn on him that that was your ex

it takes him literally the entire way home to process that fact and his feelings about it kalsdjföjs

"That was your ex??" - he asks that question in disbelief once you arrive at your place and you can't but chuckle at his delayed reaction

he keeps awkwardly asking questions about your ex throughout the evening until finally you figure out that he's jealous

so you give him a kiss on the cheek and you reassure him that there's nothing going on between you and them anymore

he'll probably need a few more kisses and some time to truly understand that you're nothing more than friends now, but eventually he'll be fine :')

San:

as you're out on a shopping tour he's still busy talking to you about the coat you've both been looking at and that he thinks would look good on you

however, when you suddenly stop responding he finds you staring at something else and as he's about to tease you for getting distracted, he realizes who the person is who's standing just across the street

he doesn't hesitate to take you by the hand, his firm and sudden grip startling you out of your shock and making you look at your boyfriend instead

"Let's get out of here. I know a better place to buy you a new coat," he says, even though it's clear he has a different reason for wanting to get you out of there as quickly as possible

will pull you a good distance away while always keeping his eyes on you, and when your ex is finally out of sight he makes you sit down on the nearest bench or wherever

"Do you need me to do anything or get you anything?" - asks that question while cupping your face with his hand and running his thumb across your cheek

will do whatever it takes to make you feel better and to forget all about that unfortunate encounter

Mingi:

he's a little slow in grasping the situation fully when you arrive at your favourite restaurant and you immediately ask him to go elsewhere

after all you've been looking forward to this date for so long, so your reaction makes no sense to him

that's until you manage to point out to him that your ex is sitting just a few tables away

he still tries to argue that it can't be that bad but you insist that it's horribly awkward for you, so eventually you leave together to find a different place to grab dinner

you can tell he feels bad about not immediately leaving with you as he seems absentminded the entire evening after that

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was that awkward for you to be near your ex," he eventually apologizes when you're back home but you assure him it's okay and no big deal

it really is just awkward for you after all, no hard feelings

and so the situation is quick to be resolved in his mind as well, and you spend the rest of the evening having fun together, forgetting about the encounter quickly

Wooyoung:

the urge to jump at your ex and fight them is huge when he spots the person who's suddenly making you tense up

however, with how you're freezing up and stopping in your tracks while staring at them in horror, he knows better than to make a scene

instead he puts his hands onto your shoulders as gently as he can so as not to startle you

"Are you okay?" he asks carefully, as if the answer wasn't obvious - and he realizes how stupid that question was too, because now he's trying to get you to move again without waiting for your answer

positions himself so he's covering the frame of your ex in your vision and once he can see you react to his action, he puts his arm around you protectively and starts walking with you

leads you away from that person first of all, and once he decides you're a safe distance away, he offers you a comforting hug which you accept

in case you have to cry out the shock, he'll make sure to take you somewhere you can do that undisturbed

Jongho:

you're out on a date when you can suddenly feel the mood changing

protectively has his arm around your shoulders and is pulling you close before you even notice that it's because your ex is just a few steps away from you

only when you find him lowkey glaring into a certain direction do you see their face and you shudder

upon feeling your reaction in his hold, he immediately turns all his attention to you and steers you away from that person

"Come on, let's go elsewhere," he quietly says, keeping his voice down in an attempt to calm you down

won't let go of you for as long as you're in distress, and if he does end up getting too far away from you and you cling to him, he'll go right back to holding you close

is going to buy you your favourite snack to share in order to distract you for now, and might even be a little too cute about it and deliberately embarrass himself to make you laugh

[charlessainzz]

Hii! Can you write a landox singer reader?

thanks for the request! I wasn’t too sure what you wanted exactly so hopefully this is somewhat good enough :)

DJ Got Us Falling In Love

‘The DJ sucks tonight’ was your first thought as you entered the club. You strutted into the LA club in your favorite black slip dress that didn’t leave a thing to the imagination. You were dying for a fun night out, and this DJ was ruining it. No matter how loud the music was played, it could not get the crowd pumped. You couldn’t spend your one night off tour like this.

That’s how you found yourself hijacking the booth. Giving the DJ a booty bump, you stepped in front of the equipment. He instantly recognized you, Y/F/N Y/L/N, the biggest up and coming pop singer in the US.

You get to work pulling up the sleaziest and most intoxicating club songs you could think of. And shamelessly sneak in your own hits. The energy of the club flips on its head and everyone’s dancing.

You feel like your work here is done. You are about to step away from the booth when you feel someone watching you. That’s when you notice a certain curly haired guy eyeing you across the VIP section.

Lando Norris. F1 driver. British play boy. He had a reputation and you toyed the idea of him in your mind. He wouldn’t be able to handle you, but how fun it would be to see him try.

You give him a flashy smile teasing him to come talk to you. He falls for your plan and walks over with drink in hand.

Lando glides into your side and gives you his signature toothy grin. He smells like bourbon and expensive cologne. He looks good of course.

“I used to be a DJ you know”, he says with amusement. You can see him reminiscing.

“Why’d you quit?”, you inquire. He looks at you pondering his next answer.

“I needed to focus on what I was actually good at, driving”, he admits playing with his chain.

“A driver with no wins? Can’t be that good”, you say with a smirk. Lando’s eyes go wide immediately in utter shock at what you’ve just said out loud.

You double over laughing at how you’ve just managed to shut him up.

“Well you’re a singer with no Grammys so, can’t be that good either”, he retorts back putting his hands on his hips.

Both of you smiling at each other, silently egging the tension on. He was quick with the comebacks. And you liked that.

“Touché Norris”, you smile. “So, are you going to keep staring at me or ask me to dance?”, you say boldly.

“Well I thought you would never ask!”, he shouts and grabs your hand pulling you to the dance floor falling deep into the sea of bodies. You feel his arms pull you into his front.

Hands all over as you get lost in the music and the feel of each other’s skin. You feel him bring a hand to your cheek as he gently turns you.

Your eyes flicker from his lips to his eyes and back. He smiles like he’s read your mind. Lando leans down and engulfs you in a deep kiss. Tongues fighting for dominance, you can taste his last drink.

After what feels like eternity, you tear apart from him searching for a breath. He can tell what his kiss has done to you. You push back up looking for another when he pulls his head back. You feel desperate for more.

Whispering in your ear he says, “If you want more of me, you’ll have to invite me to a concert of yours”. You look into his eyes seeing him enjoy this game.

“Only if I can come to a race of yours”, you smile back.

“That can definitely be arranged”, he says leaning back down to give you what you desired. Lips melting together you think how you’d give him backstage passes if that’s what he wanted. Anything to be in his presence like this.

Suddenly Lando pulls back again. You let out a huff. “Oh and I want a private concert after,” he smirks giving your waist a pinch.

“You’re pushing it Norris!”, you warn. Maybe it was you that wouldn’t be able to handle him.

He giggles at your cute frustration and pushes your head into his chest giving you a tight hug.

“Do you want to get out of here?”, he asks with eyebrows raised. “I’ll show you how fast I can really be in a car”.

“I like the sound of that… maybe I can give you that private concert too”, you joke poking his chest.

Lando’s cheeks go tomato red as he thinks of what that could entail. “Alright time to go!”, he says grabbing your hand.

He leads you out of the club past both of your cheering friends. “No there go our DJs!”, they scream.

You and Lando can’t help but laugh as you step outside into the night. Hands intertwined, you’re met with a wall of flashing paparazzi lights.

[cutielando]

Hi ! hope you're having a great day/evening/night,

I had an idea for a smau with someone on the f1 grid (it can be anyone but I have a preference for either Oscar or Logan), so I'm a fan of the bands Ghost and Sleep Token, which is something so very different from f1 and I kept wondering what would happen if those fandom where to merge together, so the request basically is that the reader is in a band like ghost or sleep token and they're dating one of the guys on the grid, and so those 2 very different fandom meet,

so like how would they interact and all, or maybe there would be some people that are in both fandoms, idk

there's no pressure for you to make it if you have no idea of how to do it or if you simply don't want to <3

a/n: thank you so much for requesting!!❤️ i’m a little out of my element on this one so i apologize if it doesn’t end up exactly as you imagined it, but i hope you like it !!

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sleep_token Another night to remember

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yourusername such a unique experience 🤍

sleepingdreaming sleep token never disappoints

sleep_token We live to please.

sleepingdreaming 😭😭i can die happy now

user1 they are really something

logansargeant very special night indeed 😮‍💨

user2 excuse me? LOGAN SARGEANT AT A SLEEP TOKEN CONCERT?

user3 their concerts seem so much fun :(((

user4 they are the best, the energy they being to every performance is like nothing i have ever seen before

user5 does anyone know who the members are?

user4 no, they’re completely anonymous. the only thing we could really say is that they have a girl and the rest of them are men but that’s kinda it 😅

user6 super amazing night ❤️❤️

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formula1gossippofficial New couple alert? 🚨 Logan Sargeant and Oscar Piastri were spotted attending a Sleep Token concert last night in Australia. The McLaren driver was seen getting cozy with an unknown woman the entire night and reports said they disappeared from the concert together in the late hours of the night. What do we think? 🤔

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user1 maybe we should let him live his life?

user2 i never thought i would hear Oscar Piastri and Sleep Token used in the same sentence 😅

sleepingdreaming i can confirm they were there, seemed to have had a lot of fun as well

user3 is it true that he was with a girl there?

sleepingdreaming yes, they seemed very close too. logan seemed to be more of a third wheel than anything else to be honest 😂

op81fan she must be very special to make Oscar go out and stay that late on a race weekend🤔🤔

user4 the fact that he never goes out before a race and now he did and was seen with a girl in public makes me think she is hella special 👀

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yourname❤️

did you see the pictures?

oscar🐨❤️

i did

i’m sorry, i should have known there were gonna be paparazzi all over town last night

yourname❤️

babe, i don’t mind

i wanna be seen with you

i just don’t want people to figure out i’m in the band or anything, it would ruin the whole anonymity thingy lol

oscar🐨❤️

i’ll protect you❤️

i’ll make sure nobody figures it out

yourname❤️

in the meantime, wanna have some fun with the fans?😈

oscar🐨❤️

what did you have in mind?

yourname❤️

😈😈👀👀👀

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yourusername melbourne, you're a gem

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logansargeant i see what you did there

yourusername impressive, right?

oscarpiastri must be a special city

yourusername some pretty special fellas roaming around the streets as well

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yourusername that would be inappropriate

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oscarpiastri music is cool‼️

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user1 OSCAR???????

user2 WHO IS THAT?????

logansargeant you're getting better at this

oscarpiastri i've been taking lessons to make sure i don't screw it up😃

yourusername damn ;)

oscarpiastri 😈

sleepingdreaming this fandom merge is wiiiiiild

user3 DO YOU KNOW SOMETHING WE DON'T???

sleepingdreaming maybeeeee...👀👀

user4 i never thought i would see Oscar being into rock

landonorris i don't believe that's you

oscarpiastri you can believe whatever you want

landonorris hmmm

yourusername you better believe it😮‍💨

landonorris you could spare me the details, thank you

mclaren We didn't know how to feel about this, but we're starting to love it!🧡 liked by oscarpiastri and yourusername

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yourname❤️

do you think we should tell them?

oscar🐨❤️

do you want to tell everyone?

i completely understand if you’re not ready yet

it’s a lot of pressure being seen with me

the fans are crazy

yourname❤️

have you seen my fans, babe?😂

they are just like yours, if not worse sometimes

they just want to protect both of us

oscar🐨❤️

so you want to make things official?

come to the paddock as my girlfriend?

yourname❤️

i think it's time we tell the world

it just sucks nobody in your world is really going to know who i am

oscar🐨❤️

i thought your friends didn't know who you are?

yourname❤️

they have suspicions

i think that deep down, they know who we all are

but nobody says anything because we've built our image on being anonymous

it's like knowing but without saying it out loud, you know

oscar🐨❤️

so your fans will know you're dating an F1 driver but mine won't know i'm dating the lead singer of Sleep Token?

yourname❤️

pretty much, yeah

oscar🐨❤️

so cool❤️

okay, i'll post a picture of us then

yourname❤️

be careful which pictures you post

i wanna look good :(

oscar🐨❤️

babe

you look good in every photo i have of you

yourname❤️

awwwwwww

i love you my koala bear🐨🐨❤️

oscar🐨❤️

i love you too my rockstar girl❤️

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yourusername we were literally introduced…

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nicolepiastri i can’t wait to see you guys tonight!!❤️

yourusername we can’t wait either!!!❤️

user1 I KNEW IT

user2 ITTY BITTY OSCAR HAS A GF????😭😭

sleepingdreaming ❤️ i love seeing it

user3 WHAT DO YOU KNOW???????

sleepingdreaming i can’t say 🥲🫶🏻

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[oncomingnight]

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

You were an admirer of Omar's music for almost a year now. So, you could imagine just how thrilled you were when you were able to snag some tickets for you and your friend for his concert.

Hours before the venue doors were set to open, you were smoothing your outfit of its wrinkles, fussing with your makeup, lathering yourself in lotion multiple times and making sure you were the best smelling person in the crowd. You didn't expect for him to possibly notice you, but it was a nice thing to think about. It was also an excuse to get dolled up.

When the venue doors were finally opened, you practically dragged your friend to get to the closet spot near the stage, as the tickets were general admission.

As the concert was slowly progressing, you were far too entranced by Omar's gruff and all consuming voice to notice he was looking at you. At your sparkling eyes, your fidgety fingers, the pleased smile you were failing so horribly at hiding.

Oh how lovely you were. Omar never knew the beauty he would witness when coming to your city on his tour. He wanted to get this concert over with to invite you, and only you, backstage. He usually invited fans backstage to hook up with them, but you, oh were you special. He wanted you all the time, not just for that one night, not just for a sexual favor.

As his beyond immensely wonderful concert ended, you began to walk out of the building along with your friend. But, you were suddenly stopped by a man that had the frame to be a security guard.

"Omar would like to meet you backstage. You can wait out here if you'd like. But, you, come with me."

If only you could see the look of pure shock on your face. You looked at your friend and she smiled at you before saying, "go, I'll be in the car."

You timidly followed the man through a dark hallway with black ceramic tiling. Suddenly, he stopped in front of a door that had the singer's name on a gold-plated board. "Go right on in."

Your hand turned the silver door knob and you almost flinched when you saw Omar sitting on a black leather couch, his full attention on you.

"yeah, you're the one I saw. Don't be so shy, c'mon, sit down right here, next to me."

He proceeded to ask you about yourself, what attracted you to him and his music, his drive for writing songs, what he does outside of his work. The two of you spoke of almost everything there was to talk about. You told him things you never expected to tell someone upon first meeting, but it felt different with him. You gave him your social media, not expecting how fast he was to message you. I'm talkin', as soon as you left his dressing room, he immediately struck conversation in your direct messages.

The two of you proceeded to talk for weeks on end before he finally decided to ask you to be his girlfriend. You were absolutely ecstatic, but then, you were a bit nervous to face the potential backlash from his intense fandom. But, he swore that he would strike down any attempt to belittle you. He'd absolutely humiliate and ruin someone's self esteem after they tried to come for you. One look at their profile and, oh boy, he'll make them deactivate their account immediately after his response to them.

Yeah, it was shocking to see how protective he was of everything that had to do with you. But, it made you feel secure and incredibly appreciated. He never let you go a minute without letting you know how much you meant to him and how intensely happy you made him.

The way this man writes about you is pure poetry. It makes people weep and stare at the lyrics in awe with the amount of love he carries in his penmanship. He isn't the type of artist to use you purely for his craft, no. The two of you are one in flesh, he writes so you know just how willing he is to throw himself on a sword for your benefit.

The songs he writes in your name put the most beloved poets to shame. You'll regularly see people fawning over the way he writes in absolute adoration of you. People will leave comments like:

"why can't he talk abt me like this" "put this on his fyp, not mine." "Sleeping on the highway tn! 😆" "Oh to hear this song live w/ him." "He posted me to this song 🤭."

It's to the point where people propose to their spouse at his concerts.

Omar yearns for you so intensely whenever the two of you are apart. Sure, he'll hang out with his friends but he knows something's missing. They're just not as fulfilling as you.

He always thinks about marrying you and sealing the deal, but, he's trying to do it in the most perfect way. You were a bright orb of light and he was so desperately trying to find his way to the right path, and oh did you help him. He wants to plan everything just right, not wanting anything out of place. He discreetly measures your ring size and keeps in his mind what engagement ring you are most likely to love.

Omar gifts you the best presents that anyone could ever ask for. The thing is, you never ask for them, he just does it because it makes the both of you happy. Seeing the apple of your cheeks pop out as you smile at the gifts in his hands, his heart is practically crawling out of his chest.

"Don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore this but ....oh, Omar...how much was this, hm? I need to step up with my gifts, you're so consistent with yours." You lightly laugh as you finish your sentence.

"It didn't cost enough. Don't worry about the price, your love is enough of a gift for me, حبيبة قلبي."

He'd take you on the most beautiful vacations to any of the cities/countries he's heard you fawn over. Want to visit New York? Of course. He'll take you to the best cafes with the most appetizing food items, book a hotel with the loveliest view of the multicolored lights of the restless city, reserves a table at restaurants that only the most self disciplined chefs work.

For Christmas every year, the two of you go on the loveliest trips together. He'll fly you out to his cabin in Quebec. The presents that are put under the tree are only of the best quality, of the finest fabric and material.

You're always his plus one when he attends events for only the best of the best. You deserve to witness and experience absolutely anything and everything wonderful to the fullest.

Translation: حبيبة قلبي ; Love of my heart/ sweetheart (so basically the same thing)

Thank you very much for reading ⁠♡ feel free to send asks/requests!

[r3starttt]

rockstar gf! Dina

a/n: I want her

- rockstar gf! Dina who you met at a bar because she invited you a drink

- rockstar gf! Dina who left her friends to go with you and would have her eyes wandering all over your body and who wouldn’t stop looking at your lips as you spoke with her

- rockstar gf! Dina who casually confessed to you that she was the lead singer of a very famous band and asked you to go to her next gig

- rockstar gf! Dina who would look at you in each song she performed

- rockstar gf! Dina who send you a text to ask you to stay and who send someone to look for you so you could go backstage with her

- rockstar gf! Dina who would put her arm around your waist, making eye contact with you and not realizing how much she’s turning you on

- rockstar gf! Dina who would ask if she could kiss you even though your lips are basically touched at that point

- rockstar gf! Dina who would insist on going on a date even though you already knew she had to be the one

- rockstar gf! Dina who would take you to a million places on your first date and who would offer to pay everything

- rockstar gf! Dina who imagined a whole life with you after that first date

- rockstar gf! Dina who would invite you to all her concerts, first row or backstage, whatever’s to be with you and see you.

- rockstar gf! Dina who ate you out on her last concert before going on tour because she wouldn’t see you in a long while and couldn’t wait anymore.

- rockstar gf! Dina who tasted and smelled every inch of your body as if it was the last time she would ever see you.

- rockstar gf! Dina whose hands were grabbing your ass so much that left marks on it. Whose kisses would be so wet and desperate they would leave bruises all over your body. Whose mouth wouldn’t leave your breasts and whose fingers would be buried deeply onto your cunt, making you feel desperate for more, desperate for her.

- rockstar gf! Dina who couldn’t stop smiling after seeing your face and body, full of marks she’d made on you and with the most ruined makeup ever.

- rockstar gf! Dina who kept whispering how hot and gorgeous you looked like that.

- rockstar gf! Dina who would scream your name when you returned the favor.

- rockstar gf! Dina who performed with her hickeys and made everyone go crazy about it.

- rockstar gf! Dina who later on during the tour would write a song about you (cheesy) and would perform it at the beginning of every show after that.

- rockstar gf! Dina who would call you before or after the show, every day. Who would stay sticked to her phone just to talk with you.

- rockstar gf! Dina who’d send you the sweetest messages ever but suddenly would get horny.

- rockstar gf! Dina who would always call you babe, even on message.

- rockstar gf! Dina who begged you to move with her once her tour finished.

- rockstar gf! Dina who was very strict with the way you both would decorate the apartment and who you had to ask before you bought anything to have her approval.

- rockstar gf! Dina who would use your clothes and who bought a lot of matching jewelry because she loves to have you present all the time and wants you to do as well.

- rockstar gf! Dina who’s very touchy with you and would always find a way to have her hands on you.

- rockstar gf! Dina who won’t stop addressing you on every interview and whose social media is full with posts about you, whether is pictures of you or on your dates but she always finds a way to remind people how much she adores you.

- rockstar gf! Dina who confessed to you that she wanted to be with you for the rest of her life and whose dream had always been live in a cute cottage in the middle of nowhere, with a small farm and a baby boy or a cat.

- rockstar gf! Dina who took you to adopt a cat after she confessed her dream life with you.

- rockstar gf! Dina who would call the cat “our son” and would treat it like a baby.

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Pairing : Idol!Seo Changbin x F!Reader TW : small car accident ; Changbin is momentarily insensitive ; angsty ; but also fluffy at the end ; Word Count : 3.2k Request : @kurolils : i'm not gonna be so specific, my delulu a*s has just been craving angst so much with changbin (my bias) or with lee know (tbh, your lee know imagine kinda calmed that craving), so you can just choose the plot, be free, just please with some fluff... cuz my fragile heart can't take too much 🥺. A/N : I FINALLY GOT TO THE REQUEST! I DIDN'T FORGET ABOUT IT, I'VE JUST BEEN FRAZZLED!! YOU SENT IT IN ABOUT 3 MONTHS AGO AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!! Also, the I found the gif on this blog!!

“You’re gonna be there, right? You’re coming?” Changbin asked as he grabbed his keys off the hook, his eyes wide and his bottom lip already slightly jutting out as he looked at you. It was the same thing every time he had a comeback show, and you gave him the same answer every time he asked the question. 

“I’m gonna be there, Binnie.” You reassured him, leaning against with your arms crossed in front of your chest. He was so cute when he was like this, and truth be told, it felt nice to know that he wanted you there, he always wanted you there. “I wouldn’t miss it for anything, plus, when was the last time I’ve missed one of your comeback shows? Hmm?” 

He hummed softly as he thought for a moment, and then, as if a lightbulb went off above his head, his finger began waving in your direction. “The second comeback show during Maxident. You had that really bad stomach bug and you couldn’t even get out of bed.” Your mouth fell open to protest, but he chuckled softly as his arms wrapped around you. “I know it doesn’t count. I was just answering your question.” 

You rolled your eyes although he couldn’t see it considering your face was buried in his chest. “Well I’m not sick now, and I’m going to be there. You have to get there first though, gotta get all pretty for Stay.” His arms were like constrictors, keeping you close and holding you tighter when you tried to pull away from him. “Binnie~~” You playfully whined and you lightly pushed back against him. “You’re gonna be late. You need to go now… I’ll see you soon.” You tilted your head back to kiss him, smiling against his lips when they were against yours. “I love you, now go… Go, go, go.” 

Not many people knew about yours and Changbins relationship, aside from the guys and a few of the staff members that would let you in the back doors for concerts and shows like this, but other than that, your relationship was completely off the grid. It’s not that you both wanted to keep your relationship hidden forever, it’s just that with the group at the peak of their fame, you didn’t want a dating scandal to ruin what they worked so hard to achieve. 

That’s why you’d leave the house two hours after him, just to make sure that anyone who might’ve been watching him would have left already too. You had even gotten your own fake staff card, just so that if anyone were to ever ask, you could say that you worked with them, that you were Changbins personal staff. You couldn’t be more thankful for the ones that did know, they were doing their best to make it easier for you and Bin to be together and you appreciated it more than anything. 

“Is she here yet?” Changbin asked from his chair as the makeup artist finished up what she had to do. It was clear that he was getting agitated, there was only 15 minutes left before he had to go on stage and you had never been this late before. You hadn’t even responded to his texts, you weren’t responding to the other guys either. It wasn’t like you to be like that, and the only thing he could even think to have happened was that you fell asleep. You must’ve laid down at some point and that’s why you weren’t there or responding. 

That thought failed to make him feel better though. How could you just fall asleep knowing that he needed you there? Did you even care about how this makes him feel? How was he supposed to perform without you there? Why would you say you’d be there and then just… not show up? He was pissed. “Changbin, it’s time for you to go out… What do you want us to do if she shows up while you’re performing though?” 

Changbin sighed, going to the door to take one last look, just to see if you had come or not… Of course, you weren’t there. Was he not important to you anymore? Do you not care that he needs you, that he can’t perform his best when you’re not in the crowd? “Tell her to go back home.” He huffed, turning away, trying his best to look like your absence wasn’t literally destroying him. 

The other guys could see it though, they could feel it radiating off of him. His anger, his disappointment, his sadness. His moves weren’t as powerful, his voice wasn’t as loud as usual. The performance in general was weak, and everyone could tell that he was antsy to run off the stage once the performance was over. 

“Look, Changbin… She makes it to literally all of your other performances… There’s gotta be a legitimate reason she didn’t make it to this one.” Jisung tried to calm Changbin down as he followed behind him to go backstage. “She wouldn’t just not show up for no reason.” 

“She was fine when I left today. She wasn’t sick like that last time.” Changbin explained, dropping down into his chair in front of the mirror and ripping the makeup removing wipes from the bag. “If she didn’t want to come she should have just told me.” He roughly rubbed the wipes over his face, leaving his skin red and slightly blotchy when he was done. “I was shit out there… I was so upset! What is STAY gonna think? What is everyone gonna think?!” 

“Calm down, man.” Jisung tried once again, patting Changbins shoulder as he sat in the chair beside him. “You weren’t shit, I couldn’t even tell that you were upset. You’re worrying too much.” He grabbed the water bottle off the table and handed it to Changbin, motioning for it to drink it. “Just take a deep breath, I’m sure there’s a good reason.” 

“She hasn’t even tried to-“ His phone started vibrating on the table, the number unknown, and he was hesitant to answer it but with Jisungs urging, he answered just before it stopped ringing. “Who’s this?” He asked, his agitation ringing through in his tone, but he heard the heavy sigh from the other end and he knew it was you. “A lot of nerve you have to call after the performance is already over. If you weren’t going to come you should have told me before I left.” 

“You’re just gonna jump to conclusions before I even tell you what happened?” He scoffed loudly at your question, and out of the corner of his eyes he could see Jisung shaking his head. “Do you not even care what happened?” 

“Do you not care about me?” He retorted, jumping up from his chair, his irritation fueling him to pace back and forth across the room. “I waited for you to show up until the last minute! You didn’t call me! You didn’t text me! Do you know how I felt?!” He practically shouted into the phone, unaware that everyone in the room was now watching him, wincing at not only the loudness, but also the lack of concern for whatever it was that you could have been saying. 

“There was an accident…” You whispered, and he could barely hear your words over his heavy breaths. “I couldn’t get there… I was trying to…” You continued, and although you couldn’t see it, he rolled his eyes, throwing his one hand up in frustration before running it through his hair. 

“If you loved me enough you would have found a way around the accident to get here, to be here for me.” Now that his back was turned to the wall and he was facing the rest of the guys, he could see the mortified looks on their faces. None of them were used to him being this big of a jerk, and while he wasn’t looking at himself that way, clearly they were. Not that he cared, he was pissed. To him, it was simple enough, just go around the accident, find a different route. He would have done it for you if you wanted him to be somewhere for him. 

“Well I’m so sorry that I couldn’t go around the accident considering I was in it, Changbin.” You shouted back, and then the call was ended. Changbin froze in his spot, his phone still at his ear as he stared at the guys who looked just as shocked as he did even though they didn’t even hear what you had said. He immediately tried to call you back, but it kept going to the hospital line and he didn’t know your room number so he didn’t even know how to get a hold of you. 

“Someone… Someone look on the news or something… About a car accident, a car accident…” He stammered, unable to get his hands to stop shaking long enough to do the search himself. Once the accident was brought up, everyone started panicking, and all the guys in the room, including the staff members who were all scrolling through their phones at once. Sharp gasps and whispered curses filled the room as they apparently all came across the headline story, and Changbin went to Jeongin who happened to be the closest, yanking the youngest boys phone from his hand to read the news. 

A small fender bender had turned into a massive pileup on the highway, and while there was no set number for how many people had been injured or worse, judging by the amount of cars in the overhead picture at the top of the article, he was sure that it would be a lot. You were lucky to have made it out, to have been able to call him as quickly as you did considering how recent the accident had happened. He was lucky that you weren’t severely injured or worse. 

“I need to get… I need to get to the hospital…” The words rolled out of Changbins mouth, although he wasn’t as loud now, and he was tripping over every syllable. His hands were still shaking and now his entire body seemed to tremble as well. There was no way that he’d be able to drive himself there, and there was no way any of the guys would allow him to be on the road in that state, especially considering the news story that had him wanting to rush to the hospital in the first place was about an accident. 

Bangchan stood up, slipping his phone into his pocket and then walking over to Changbin, taking Jeongins phone out of his hand and handing it back to the maknae before ushering Changbin out of the room. “I’ll take you there, you need to calm down first though.” He was trying his best to calm him down, squeezing his shoulder and rubbing his back, but nothing seemed to be working. “Look, you know she’s alright. She called you. If there was anything seriously wrong, you wouldn’t have even gotten a phone call.” 

And while the words were meant to be a means of reassuring him, Changbin could only shiver at the thought of something worse happening to you. What if something worse had happened? “I was so mad…” He mumbled, running his hands through his hair. “I yelled at her… I didn’t even listen… I’m the worst boyfriend in the world…” He was already worked up, but the more he spoke, the shakier his voice got, and it almost sounded like the words got stuck in his throat at one point as he started to sob. “What if she doesn’t want to see me? What if… If she kicks me out of the room? What if she sends me home?” 

“Then you go home and you give her space…” Bangchan said, clearly not giving Changbin the answer that he had wanted. His head whipped so fast to look at the leader, his eyes wide, questioning whether that was something that he should really do. “Look… I know that you don’t want to go home… But you did kind of yell at her and you probably made her feel like shit, and you didn’t even listen to her… She was in a car accident and you… You were selfish.” 

Shit. He was selfish… You probably didn’t want to be around him at all. Should he even go to the hospital at all? No… That question was stupid, even if you didn’t want to see him, he had to see you at least once to make sure you were okay. He climbed into the passenger seat of Chans car and slumped down as he put on his seatbelt. “What if she breaks up with me, hyung?” Changbin mumbled, his hands vigorously rubbing over his face as his tears fell slowly. “I can’t… I can’t perform without her… I can’t do anything without her.” 

Chan sighed as he started up the car, driving slowly down the highway that was backed up still from the accident. He tried not to look at it, but Changbin had leaned forward to look around Chan as he drove by, his eyes widening when he saw the damage that was done, and then a small gasp mingled with a sob escaped him when he saw your car in the pileup. “She’s okay, Bin. You’ve talked to her…” 

But Changbin shook his head, his breaths shallow and quick as his head fell forward. “I yelled at her… Do you see what she went through… And I yelled at her… I’m awful. I don’t deserve her…” He muttered, curling up into himself and resting his forehead against his knees. “How could I… I just assumed… Which isn’t right… I trust her… She said she’d be there and…” 

He was beginning to ramble, his words barely even making sense, he was panicking both inwardly and outwardly and Chan was becoming increasingly worried about his friend. “Take a deep breath. Everything is going to be fine. I’m not gonna say it will be right now, but… She’s not going to be mad forever.” And Changbin knew that Chans honesty was, although disheartening, what he needed to hear. He didn’t want to walk into the hospital with the hope that everything would be 100% fine, it would only crush him more if you were to kick him out. He needed to he ready for anything. 

Honestly, you weren’t sure why the hospital was still keeping you there. You were fine, well, as fine as you could be, but you knew that it could be worse. You were one of the lucky ones, and all you wanted to do was go home and curl up next to Changbin because, even though he was an ass, he was your safe spot, and you wanted nothing more than to feel safe after what you had just gone through. 

The knock at the door had you sitting up, expecting Changbin to come in when you told him to, but instead the doctor peaked around the door with a smile before coming in fully. “How are you feeling?” He asked, and the question made you roll your eyes as your head continued to throb. “I know, it’s not the best situation but… It could have been worse. You’re lucky.” And you were, you knew that you were. 

“Right… Thank you.” You mumbled, leaning back in the bed and looking up at the tv that was turned to the news station, the helicopter cameras giving an aerial shot of just how bad the accident had been. “How long do I have to be here?” You tried to sound like it wasn’t annoying to feel stuck there, but the doctor could clearly see that you were more than ready to go home. 

“You hit your head quite hard, we just want to keep you overnight to make sure you don’t have any sort of concussion.” You sighed heavily, sinking further down into the bed and pulling the blanket up around you. “The nurse will be around in a little bit to check your gauze and change it. Try to get some rest or relax.” He patted the end of your bed, offering you a sympathetic smile before leaving you alone once again. 

You didn’t have anything. Your phone and your purse had been left in the car when you were taken to the hospital, you were hoping that it would be retrieved and given back to you at some point, but it didn’t seem like that point would be any time soon. Another knock had you groaning loudly, expecting the nurse now as you mumbled out a “Come in…” just loud enough for the nurse to hear. 

“My baby!” Changbin practically screamed as he rushed through the door, running straight to your bed and cupping your face in his hands. “I’m so sorry! Where does it hurt!? Are you in pain?! I’m so glad you’re alright!” He took a moment to look you over, noticing the way the gauze around your head was stained slightly red. “My beautiful girl… You must have been so scared… Are you okay?” 

His voice softened and you felt the sudden urge to cry as you looked at him. You didn’t care that he had been an asshole on the phone, all you had wanted was for him to be there, and here he was. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, breathing in his scent and letting out the breath in a shaky sob. “It was awful… All I wanted was you… I kept asking for you, for them to get you… I needed you…” You whispered against his shirt, gripping onto it tightly. 

You heard him sniffle softly beside your ear before his lips pressed quick kisses across your face. “I’m here… I’m so sorry… I know you’re probably mad at me… But I don’t want to leave you until I know you’re better.” He whispered through a shaky breath, and when he pulled back your eyes were more sad than before as you stared at him. “You’re gonna leave me?” You questioned, your eyes quickly dropping down to your hands that were worriedly picking at the fabric of the hospital blanket. “I’m… I’m not mad. I know that you wanted me there… And I would have called you to let you know what happened as soon as I got here, but my phone and my purse are still in the car…” 

A quiet gasp escaped his pursed lips before he gently tilted your head up, pressing a kiss to your lips and then your nose and then giving you a small smile. “I’m not leaving you… I’m gonna stay right here…” He pointed to the floor beside your bed and then grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. “We’re gonna go home together, and then I’m gonna take care of you until you feel 100% better. Then… I don’t care what anyone says, when I do shows, you’re coming with me. One scare is enough for a lifetime… and I want to spend my lifetime with you. I’m never leaving you alone again.” 

[sanjithesimp]

♡ shameless ft. min yoongi♡

a/n: yoongi has a chokehold on me, idk what he has done but omggg. btw did anyone here went to see the live viewing? I LOVEEED IT SM…..anyways enjoy :)

warnings: nsfw (minors DNI). pwp (very little plot). daddy kink. praising kink. degradation. oral (m!receiving). unprotected sex. creampie.

summary: yoongi + reader being touch starved and very horny

playlist suggested to listen while you read this <3

it was his last concert in the U.S, he was exhausted but happy to see all the fans were enjoying his shows. you hadn’t seen him happier, you were so proud of him. and you would be lying if you said he didn’t look fucking hot, you had to control yourself from fucking him right after the end of every show, mostly because after getting to the hotel he would just switch off and instantly fall asleep. but tonight was the night, you wouldn’t let him go without rewarding him for the great work he had done.

this time when you went inside the car you whispered in his ear, while you caressed his inner thigh, each time moving further “i’m so proud of you baby, you did a great job out there” you could feel his heart beating faster.

“i’m so going to ruin you when we get back at the hotel” he said, his lips centimeters from yours, as he guided your hand to his growing erection. you audibly gasped at his words, as you imagined what he would do to you, the way he would fuck you until you couldn’t move a single muscle.

once you got to the hotel, you couldn’t wait to get to your room and strip every single piece of clothing you both had on. but yoongi had other plans, he liked taking control over you, he liked watching you beg. when he closed the door behind him he demanded you to get on your knees, or else you would be punished.

you watched him take off his black gloves removing them slowly, finger by finger to reveal his veiny hand. he knew exactly what he was doing to you, never failing to tease you.

motherfucker. you thought, as he had a stupid smirk on his face, enjoying torturing you.

“so darling, are you going to be good for me?” you nodded, as you stayed on your knees like he ordered.

“words, i can’t hear you, babe” he said as he threw his gloves somewhere in the room.

“i’ll be good, daddy” you say pouting, knowing that he loved it when you called him daddy.

he sat on the couch and signaled you to come to him. you started crawling, swinging your hips. you had his full attention, as he palmed the bulge forming on his sweatpants. his eyes darkened with lust, in his mind ideas of what he wanted to do to you. the way you looked so delicious with that small skirt and the small top that had squeezed your tits so that they were almost out for everyone else to see. it took every ounce of him to not cum in his pants just by looking at you kneeling in front of him.

“open up for me, love” he said guiding his thumb inside your mouth, and then making you suck on it, your tongue moving all over it. his groans and moans were more than enough to get your panties soaking wet. but you needed more of him, you wanted to taste him, have him begging for more as you sucked him off, have him cum inside your mouth, ruin you.

“babe, i want you…now, please” you said, looking at him as you massaged his firm thighs. you couldn’t wait much longer, you were starving.

“such a needy bitch…” he said, and then he removed his sweatpants and boxers, only to reveal his painfully hard cock, precum dripping from his red tip. you took him with your free hand, while the other massaged his thigh. you stroked him first, from the base to the tip, teasing him with your thumb watching him throw back his head, hissing at how sensitive he was.

you gave a few kitten licks before taking him all in, never losing eye contact with yoongi. he couldn’t resist whenever you did that, watching as you took him all in inch by inch until you bottomed out and chocked on his big cock. he watched as you bobbed your head up and down, drooling all over his cock, as you played with his balls. your makeup smudged and your eyeliner ruined as you gagged over his length.

“fuck, you’re going to make me cum if you don’t stop that..” he said as he gripped the armrests of the chair until his knuckles were white. he bucked his hips as you lapped your tongue and grazed his cock with your teeth. you wanted to make a mess out of him before he ruined you too.

you bobbed your head a few more times before he came hard on your mouth, you swallowed every single drop of it. “good girl” yoongi growled as he cleaned the corner of your mouth with his thumb.

“as you’ve been a good girl, i will make it up to you” he said as he helped you get on his lap, and pulled you in for a kiss tasting himself. his hands roaming all over your body, moving under the small top you had on, cupping your breasts, feeling your hard nipples as you moaned in his mouth. one of his hands traveled under your skirt, only to find your soaking wet panties.

“you’re so wet and i haven’t even started with you babe” his fingers teased your cunt over the fabric sending electric shocks through your spine, making you whimper and squirm. he then took off the rest of your clothes, leaving you completely naked.

he took one of your breasts on his hand, and started sucking on it, his tongue making its magic as it played with your hardened nipple, his teeth grazing your soft skin as you clawed your nails on his back and begged him under your breath for more, just as he liked it.

“i want you inside me, y-yoongi” you whispered, as your pussy ached to be filled with his cock, you had been waiting for a long week for it. you took him in your hand and gave him a few pumps.

“as you wish, my princess” he said, as he took over and lined his cock to your entrance, teasing your cunt a few times before finally pushing himself inside you, inch by inch, you enjoyed the burn as your gummy walls adjusted to his length until he bottomed out.

his thrusts were hard and fast, making you leave red marks all over his back, as his lips attacked your neck, sucking on your soft delicate skin until he left no more space for marks. he liked it when you wore the little marks proudly, letting everyone know you were his.

“you like it ?” yoongi asked as he pressed his thumb on your swollen clit, rubbing small circles making you clench around his cock.

“it feels so good” you said, as you rolled your hips to the rhythm of his thrusts, you could feel your orgasm building up in your belly. as you were getting closer, his thrusts started getting faster until you creamed all over his cock, while he continued fucking it all back as he tried to reach his own orgasm.

he then placed a hand around your neck, squeezing lightly. “what a good girl you have been all night, i love you” he said before kissing your lips passionately, his tongue playing with yours. he filled you up with his cum until it was dripping down your thighs.

“i love you too, yoongi” you said, as you both moved to the bed and laid side by side.

[sierrrraaawwwwwcgtcvh]

Stressed!Veneer x reader

Reader: Gender Netural

Warnings: lil bit of angst / comfort / fluff

Tw: sexual implications (NOT FROM READER OR VENEER)

You watched in worry as Veneer ran off the stage with Velvet looking confused after their concert ended. Even you didn’t expect that. He never ran off of stage like that.

You ran out of the crowd and went backstage to Veneer’s dressing room. You passed Velvet who was also heading to his dressing room.

“What happened?” You asked as you walked up to his dressing room’s door, Velvet beside you.

“How should I know?” She scoffed as she opened Veneer’s door and walked in. You quickly walked in after her, seeing Veneer.

He sat in front of his vanity as you looked in the mirror to see his face. You let out a quiet gasp as you saw his makeup ruined from crying.

“Veneer! Are you okay?” You quickly walked over to him.

“Why do people keep asking me that!? I’m fine. I’m fine..” He grabbed makeup remover and wiped his face.

“Clearly, you aren’t okay. Baby, please..” You put a hand on his shoulder as he flinched. You instantly backed away.

“Veneer, what’s going on with you?! We have to do another concert in an hour.” Velvet walked over to him and put her hands on his shoulder. “Fix up your makeup Veneer.” She spat, as she grabbed his shoulders harder. “We have a reputation to uphold.” She sneered as she then let go of his shoulders and walked out, shutting the door behind her.

“I-” Veneer cut you off.

“You shouldn’t be here, (Y/n). I have to do another concert with Velvet and..” You watched as he began crying.

“Shh.. don’t worry about that right now.” You slowly walked over to him. Not touching him, but letting him know you were there.

“I just need a minute..” He sniffed. “I’ll be fine. I have to be fine.” He wiped his tears as he looked into the mirror, seeing you behind him.

“You’re shaking, Veneer.” You reasoned but he began putting on his makeup.

“(Y/n). I’m wasting time, I need to be perfect. I need to be better.” He continued putting on his makeup.

“You don’t need to be perfect. Don’t listen to Velvet.”

“She’s my sister! I have to listen to her..” He finished his makeup as he checked the time.

20 minutes left before the next concert. You walked to his side.

“Just because she’s your sister, it doesn’t mean she can be rude and force this made-up imagine of yourself onto you. You’re fine the way you are Veneer. Please.. tell me what happened?” You slowly put your hand on his.

“It’s happened before.. I usually just ignore it. But, a fan made a sexual joke to me and I just.. I couldn’t take it. I don’t like being sexualized. I’m only a teenager!” Veneer looked over at you, his eyes red and puffy from crying.

“What..? Oh.. I’m so sorry my love..” You held his hand and squeezed it. “You don’t deserve that. No one does.”

“It’s fine, it’s not your fault.” He mumbled. “I just.. have to get better at dealing with stuff like this.” He sighed.

“Veneer, you won’t be able to get better at dealing with it. No one can, really.. I love you, I do. But.. you have to rely on me okay? I’m here for you. You don’t have to go through anything alone.” He squeezed your hand.

“You’re right.. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. Now, after the concert come back here okay? I’ll come back to your dressing room after the concert. Then, we can go do something? Or we can cuddle at your house if you’re comfortable.”

“Let’s cuddle after.. thank you babe. I love you.” He kissed your cheek as he got up and left his dressing room. You smiled as you walked out after him.

[fuzzymakercloudduck]

saw a fic about bandmate Abby and singer reader but I'm really obsessed with doctor Abby and I love Taylor and that video of her singing "karma is the guy on the chiefs coming straight home to me" to Travis, so now I'm obsessed w the idea of it

Famous singer!reader X doctor Abby drabble (I guess it's called drabble idk)

Living in New York and meeting her through some mutual friends, but not really talking to each other that much

She would go out with friends but the girl is a doctor, she's working hard honey

Instantly feeling attracted to her bc common she's a muscle mommy 5'10 girlie

You guys start talking more when going out and feeling such a bonding feeling so quickly

I imagine abby being the type to go with baseball hats and leather jackets with some baggy jeans (like the butch lesbian she is) and just being HOT

You are head over heels for her very quickly

Inviting her to your concert in NY and Abby being so happy to go "I wouldn't miss it" "only If you dedicate me a song " type of anwers

Inviting her to go to dinner after the concert because you want to have her kids at this point

Stalking her in all social medias (dont think shed be much active on social media but you do it anyway)

You having a cocky, kind of unserious personality and just feeling so attracted to her serious demander even though she's a sweet pie

Calling her things like love, darling, honey and watching her blush

Going home every time you see her and writing her songs

This was inspired by TS so I'm thinking Gorgeous, Gold Rush, Mastermind, I know places, style. I'm talking about talking/ hooking up stage and you just fell hard

Also being really worried about people founding out and ruining what your guys have going on, but she assures you she's staying and is so proud of your career

Once she ask you to be her gf, IMMEDIATELY writing songs like lover, dress

Once y'all in a comfortable place in your relationship talking about her every chance you got in every fucking interview (you're obsessed)

Saying things like "my gfs a doctor so I'm always safe", bringing her up in every topic. "What's your type?" "My beautiful girlfriend " . "If you were stuck in a island, who's someone you would bring?" "My girlfriend Abby, she's stuck with me"

She's bragging about you to everyone too, don't get me wrong. "How you feel being reader muse?" Some random person would ask "awesome honestly" "what's your favourite song of your gf?" And then she saying one that was definitely written about her

She's at every concert she can go to, even in a tight agenda

You trying to be home as much as possible

When you're not working, being a little of a housewife, cleaning, making her dinner, buying her flowers

She walking in front of you when there's a lot of paparazzis

You pointing at her when singing romantic songs and she going red as a tomato

Her friends mocking her for it

She giving you flowers after the concert

Letting you be bejeweled (lol sorry)

I'm literally just writing about wtv shit I wanted to read but didn't found it nowhere

[daegudrama]

Daegudrama’s Spicy Festa Special D-1

Title: Lucky Night

Pairing: Reader/Min Yoongi

Summary: Reader gets a very special night with Min Yoongi after a BTS concert where they learn more than they could ever dream of.

Word Count: 3753 words

Being escorted into Min Yoongi’s hotel room was the last thing you possibly thought would happen when you woke up this morning. Of course, you’ve let yourself imagine it might happen even if you knew it was a completely delusional thought. The security guard caught up to you as you were trying to leave your floor seat and you were terrified you’d done something wrong. What other reason would they have to be coming up to you randomly. 

In reality they told you one of the members wanted to see you and one of BTS’ staff members drove you straight to their hotel. Maybe your instincts weren’t working correctly because that sounds so incredibly shady, but now you are here standing in front of his door. He opens the door with a shy smile stepping back to let you in before shutting the door. 

“Hi.” You say meekly not believing that the man you’ve idolized for the last nine years is standing in front of you. 

Yoongi has removed his makeup and seems quite relaxed despite the fact that he’s just invited a super fan into his hotel. You suppose he doesn’t have that much to worry about considering you signed a thick stack of paperwork on the ride here. A stack of paper that could ruin your entire life if you let anything that happens here get out.

He seems a lot taller standing right in front of you then he did on stage or in videos. Yoongi’s hair is wet and pushed off his forehead like he might have just gotten out of the shower. He’s wearing a black shirt with navy blue cotton shorts. Overall he seems very comfortable when you are holding in a scream. 

“So glad to finally meet you.” He says, leading you towards a sofa a few feet away from the bed. He sits on the couch motioning for you to join him. When you don’t respond, with a confused look on your face, he continues.  “I’ve seen a lot of your tweets.”

Your eyes widen as your face heats up thinking of all the not so suitable for work things you’ve said on your account. You sit on the edge of the couch crossing your ankles. How many tweets has he seen? And which ones? Which selfies did he see that made him recognize you in the crowd? He obviously wasn’t bothered if he still wanted to meet you despite what you’ve said about his hands. You can’t help but feel like you should apologize. 

“I’m so sorry.” You rush to apologize and he laughs showing off his gummy smile that looks a thousand times better in person than it ever has on the screen. 

“There’s nothing to be sorry for.” He puts a finger under your chin guiding your eyes to his. Your heart is racing in your chest wildly. “How could I be mad when someone as pretty as you wants me?”

A choked sound leaves your throat and he backs away like he thinks maybe he said something to upset you. All the girls in the world he could have and he chose you. Part of you doesn’t even care if he’s done this to hundreds of other girls around the world. Tonight he chose you to be by his side. 

You come closer to Yoongi on the couch testing how far he’ll let you go. He doesn’t stop you even when your body is pressed against his side. He wraps an arm around your shoulder and pulls your face closer with his other hand. With his face mere inches from yours he pauses looking from your eyes to your lips several times. You take the plunge, closing the distance and kissing your bias. 

There is an eruption in your stomach like you’ve never felt before. It’s like butterflies you’ve had before intensified by a thousand. Yoongi’s lips are silky soft against yours and he tastes like mint. The man kissing you shifts his body reaching for your thigh and pulling it so you are straddling him. You gasp but happily oblige while you continue to kiss him, tongue slipping into his mouth. He rests his hands on the strip of bare skin between the top of your skirt and the bottom of your tank top. Yoongi pulls away from the kiss with your lip between his teeth and a soft moan falls from your mouth.

You try to hide embarrassed that you just made that sound from just kissing him. Yoongi has other plans and flips you onto your back on the couch. He hovers over you with half lidded eyes and his chain swinging in your face. You don’t think you’ve seen anything sexier in your whole life. 

“Don’t be embarrassed, YN.” He leans in to kiss your exposed collarbone. “You obviously know what you want.”

He sucks harshly at your collarbone leaving a purple mark just above your ‘moonchild’ tattoo almost like he’s claiming his territory. He moves further down the couch leaving a trail of kisses. Yoongi spends a minute kissing your thighs sending a shiver up your spine. With his hand on the edge of your pleated black skirt he pauses. 

“Please.” Is all you can muster without your voice cracking.

It’s at that moment you remember the joke you made with your twitter mutuals, but it’s already too late.Your heart drops to your stomach and you want to run away. He’s already seen your panties and a smirk forms on his lips. You cover your face wishing you could disappear. This is not a funny joke. There was no world in which you thought this could ever happen or you would’ve worn something sexy. 

“Should I call Hobi?” Yoongi asks, examining the Mang printed on the front of your purple thong. He touches the fabric with his index finger like he wants to make sure it's real. You think you might explode just from that light touch alone. You feel like some kind of virgin again. “Do we sell these?”

“I made them myself as a joke.” You say your voice is muffled by your hands. “I never thought anyone would see them. Especially not you.”

He pushes your skirt up before placing a light hand on your wrist to pull your hands away from your face. There is a genuine smile on his face that is usually reserved for his members. He locks eyes with you while he hooks his fingers under the waistband of your panties and slowly slides them off. A soft groan falls from his lips as he looks at your pussy already wet in anticipation. He tucks your panties into the pocket of his shorts before dipping his head down to lick your cunt.  

You gasp not believing that this is really happening. Reading about this a thousand times has not prepared you for how good his tongue feels swirling around your folds. Quiet noises that you can’t control are leaving your lips. He is slow, seemingly enjoying himself. He lifts you sliding his hands under you to grasp your ass cheeks with his strong hands. Yoongi pushes his tongue into a point bringing a new sensation. You grab his long hair when he puts his tongue inside you. He removes his right hand from underneath and quickly replaces his tongue with a long skilled finger.

“You sound so pretty.” He says curling his finger inside of you drawing another gasp from your mouth.

He adds another finger stretching you as he fucks his fingers into you. He sucks your clit into his mouth drawing patterns with his tongue until you can hardly stand another moment of it. 

“Yoongi, can I please suck your cock?”

He sits up pulling his fingers out and spreading his legs. Yoongi looks around for a moment before getting up and retrieving a pillow from the bed. On the way over he loses his clothes and your jaw drops when his shirt hits the floor. You sit up eyeing him as he walks back towards you. Somehow in all the times you’ve imagined your bias naked, you’ve never been able to capture the full beauty of the sight before you. 

Your eyes are immediately drawn to the small 7 tattoo right over his heart. You knew your prediction was right and you are livid that you can’t tell your mutuals. The funny thing is you could tell them everything that happened and they would probably just tell you to take a trip to the Boraward. 

Secondly, your eyes trail to his already hard cock. His dick is thicker than you thought it would be, not that you’ve spent that much time thinking about it. Yoongi sits on the couch setting the pillow at his feet before he spreads his legs. Before he can change his mind you take your place on your knees in front of him. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to give the vacuum seal double hand twist samsung spin cycle triple decker pecker wrecker gluck gluck glizzy gawk gawk combo–”

Your lips cut off his sentence as they wrap around his length. He gasps as you sink your head further, taking more of his delicious cock into your mouth. You look up at him through your lashes finding that he is staring intently. You use your hand to stroke the rest of him while you focus on the head of his cock. Your tongue swirls around the sensitive head loving that you are the one drawing these eroctic sounds from his mouth. Yoongi strokes the back of your head when you take his cock fully into your mouth. You relax your throat, squeezing his thigh trying to signal him that you want him to move. He experimentally thrusts his hips upwards and you easily take his size. He holds your head steady while he fucks into your throat throwing his head back against the couch.

“Ah, YN you’re taking my cock so well. Such a good girl.” 

Heat pools in your stomach hearing the man you look up to most in this world praising you. He fucks your throat for a few more seconds before he pulls your mouth off. He takes your hand pulling you onto his lap and pressing his lips against yours in a heated kiss. You can taste each other when your tongues meet. His hands grab your top pulling it over your head and throwing it to the side. He quickly unhooks your bra with expert speed and takes one of your nipples into his mouth. Yoongi’s hands cup your ass under your skirt kneading the soft skin with his fingertips like a cat.

“Yoongi, will you please fuck me?” You whisper in his ear in your best attempt at a seductive voice. 

“Bend over the side.” He says lifting you off of him to help you into the position. You lean over the arm of the couch sticking your ass out for easy access. He gasps when he sees your bare ass and you hold in a chuckle. “Is that my name tattooed on your ass?” 

“See you don’t need to call Hobi. I’m yours.”

Two years ago after you lost a bet with three twitter mutuals and got ‘Yoongi’ tattooed on your ass in a pretty cursive font. Maybe you should be mortified but it seems like he’s into it from the way he hasn’t yet backed away. Quite the opposite actually. He leans down to kiss the tattoo before sliding two fingers into your cunt. Yoongi is making sure you are ready for his cock. When he pulls his hand away he leans backwards to retrieve a condom from the small table next to the couch. He rolls the condom on while squeezing your ass one more time. 

“All mine.” He whispers as he lines his cock up with your wet pussy.

He glides in easily with a curse leaving his lips when he is completely inside you. Yoongi pulls out then thrusts back inside of you with a sharp snap of his hips. You brace yourself against the arm of the couch preparing for more. His cock is stretching your walls just the right amount like he was meant to fuck you. He repeats his previous motion several times making you gasp each time.

How is he actually good at everything? How can one man be so absolutely perfect and desirable? Yoongi pulls your head back by your hair pulling a high pitched moan from your lips. He finds a rhythm and you can hear how wet you are as he continuously pushes himself in and out of you. Yoongi’s other hand finds your breast playing with your sensitive nipple. 

He is grunting your name as he thrusts inside of your tight cunt. You think he must be close when he suddenly pulls out and sits back on the couch stroking his cock. Yoongi looks at you waiting for you to make the next decision. You decide to straddle him letting his cock slip back inside you without using your hands. He groans, gripping your hips tightly as his head falls backwards. 

You roll your hips relishing in the whiny sound that leaves Yoongi’s lips. He looks so pretty being pleased by your pussy. His lips are parted and his brow is creased. You lean forward capturing Yoongi’s lips with yours. If you have the chance to kiss the Min Yoongi, you shouldn’t waste it. His tongue explores your mouth as you rock your hips on his cock. He moans into your mouth before pulling away and kissing your collarbone. Yoongi sucks leaving yet another mark on your neck.

Yoongi takes charge helping you bounce on his thick cock. His hands are firmly placed on your ass. You have never felt this close from just being fucked and you hope the unintelligible sounds coming from your mouth are telling him that. Even the air around Yoongi is sexy, making this experience one hundred times more enjoyable. 

He flips you onto your back somehow without falling over. You are shocked by how smooth he’s able to be. Yoongi never leaves contact with your body continuing to fuck himself into you the moment you are on your back. His long fingers find your clit as he thrusts harder into your needy cunt. 

“Yoongi I’m going to cum.” 

His eyes lock with yours as he continues at the pace he was going hitting just the right spot inside of you. The combination of his fingers and cock working together send you over the edge screaming his name. Your legs are shaking as Yoongi chases his own high, grasping your hands for support. His fingers are calloused from playing guitar but you still love the feeling of his hand in yours.

“You’re so perfect, YN.” Yoongi says kissing your jaw. “You took me so well.”

It takes a moment before he pulls out and heads to the bathroom. He comes back lying on the bed behind you. Yoongi opens his arms motioning for you to join him. On shaking legs you get up and curl your head against his chest. For several minutes you remain in that position. Yoongi strokes your hair while your hand rests on his waist.

“Can I take a picture of you?” He asks and you raise your head to look into his soft eyes.

“Why would you want a picture of me?”

Despite what you just did it seems weird that he’d want a photo of you. Is this some kind of collection for him? Does he take photos of all the girls he sleeps with? Is he actually some kind of pervert? You hate that even after thinking that you still want him to have whatever he wants. The thought of him looking at your photo months from now makes your heart soar.

“How else will I remember your beautiful face?”

You cover your face that you know has turned scarlet. He pulls your hands away after retrieving a polaroid camera from the bedside drawer. Yoongi doesn’t take the picture yet, waiting for you to consent. 

“Take my picture, but you have to answer my question.”

Yoongi straddles you, getting just your face and collarbones in the photo and happily snaps the picture. The flash leaves you blinking for a few seconds while Yoongi goes back to his spot beside you. 

“What’s the burning question?” He asks not seeming too worried about what you could possibly be wondering. 

“How many of those photos do you have?” He raises his eyebrows at your words like that is the farthest thing from what he expected you to ask. “I’m sure I’m not the only person who has ever been called to your hotel room.”

Yoongi thinks for a moment his tongue poking out to lick at the corners of his mouth. It's almost as if you can hear the gears turning in his head as he decides if he wants to be honest  or not. He takes a deep breath in then releases it before he speaks. 

“Usually, I lie when people ask, but I’m so tired of lying. You make 63 and maybe this isn’t the healthiest coping mechanism but it's better than other things I could be doing.” 

You are truly impressed that you are able to keep your face neutral when he says that. Where does he find the time for that? Does he only take photos of the fans he sleeps with or everyone? At the end of the day this is none of your business but he said he’s tired of lying. If he wants to give you answers you will surely keep them locked inside your head for the rest of your life. 

“Some fans are really convinced Jimin would be the one to do something like this.”

 Yoongi chuckles, reaching out to play with your fingers not catching your eye as you study his face. You briefly wonder what he thinks of the Takashi Murakami Flowers painted on your nails. You do look like a Hobi bias today. 

“The younger ones did a lot of this in the beginning, but not so much anymore.” He keeps his voice low. “I do this a lot less often now than I used to. When I saw you were coming to the show tonight I knew I had to try. From what I’ve seen on twitter you are so charming and interesting. I just had to know if it was all true.”

This can’t be real. You must have shifted to some alternate reality. How is Min Yoongi saying these things to you? This must be a cruel dream you are going to wake up from any second. It takes you a moment to find your composure enough to speak. 

“Did I live up to your expectations, Yoongi?”

“You far exceeded them, beautiful.” He pulls you closer, still nude, until your head is rested against his shoulder.

He asks you about yourself while he pets your hair. You tell him about how you got into BTS’ and when he isn’t satisfied with that answer you tell him about how you grew up. He tells you things you have never heard in interviews before. Part of you wonders if he does this with everyone too. The connection feels so real, but could it just be your brain making it up?

You fall asleep wrapped in his arms feeling safer than you have in a long time. He didn’t just pleasure your body but your soul too. You wonder if in another life you could have been friends. If he wasn’t an international superstar and you weren’t his fan.

Yoongi isn’t beside you when you wake up. You sit up listening to see if maybe he went to the restroom, but the room is silent. Your heart sinks, but of course he wouldn’t still be here when you woke up. You stand up looking for your tank top and panties but only find the former. There is a piece of hotel stationary taped to the TV. Yoongi’s familiar scrawl is covering the paper.

‘YN, I’m sorry you woke up to an empty bed but I had a last minute schedule. I really enjoyed the night I spent with you. I hope you have a safe flight home and know that I’ll be thinking about you.--Yoongi’

Your eyes fly to the clock when you read the word flight. There is only an hour until your flight leaves. After ripping the note from the TV you tear apart his luggage looking for your panties. They are nowhere to be found so you steal a pair of his boxers. You quickly pull them on and retrieve your phone before rushing out of the room. 

“Hello, YN.” A Hybe staff member says. “There is a cab waiting for you downstairs. We collected your things from your hotel room and they are in the cab.”

“Thank you so much.”

You don’t even want to know how they got into your hotel room. The thought of it being someone’s job to collect the things of Yoongi’s hookups is making you giggle as you get in the cab. Surprisingly, you don’t feel used. Sure, you were one of many but it was one of the best nights you’ve ever had in your life. You learned so much more about the man you idolize. There was a much deeper level of connection that goes beyond the amazing sex you had. 

The gate agent is calling the final boarding call when you finally make it to the airport. This weekend has felt like an actual dream and the sadness that it's over suddenly hit you when you are seated on the plane. A few tears slide down your cheeks before you contain yourself. 

By the time you get home you are starting to believe you dreamed the whole scenario. There is no way Yoongi told you about the fights he used to get into with his brother or how he twisted his ankle trying to impress a boy when he was 12.

You flop onto your bed ready to fall asleep when an unknown number makes your phone ring. Under normal circumstances you wouldn’t answer the call but something is telling you need to. 

“Hello?”

“Hello, beautiful.” The unmistakable voice of Min Yoongi says on the side. Your heart skips a beat. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t say goodbye. Guess that means I need to see you again.”

[pupyuj]

damn first time ask but likenzjdkdns im such a big gaeul stan i just need sm dom gaeul stuff like i want her to ruin me🥰🥰🥰 i want to feel her cock inside me and idk maybe breed me oh whoops🥺 djmsjdkdjsis

me too anon, me too.. oh did i say that 🤭🤭 this was one of my favorite asks to write like.. gaeul, the things you do to my headddd 😵‍💫

who said gaeul makes up for her height with her big dick—

i imagine that g!p gaeul's urges are very random 😭😭 like maybe you're in the practice room with the girls, watching them rehearse for a special lil performance—one for their concert, maybe—and you're just sitting off to the side, sometimes scrolling on your phone, adorably trying to imitate the dance moves, or literally just staring off into space and still, gaeul will feel the strong need to fuck you stupid 😳😳😳

and that's exactly what'll happen... as soon as the girls get a break, gaeul takes your wrist and drags you out of the room, her cock growing harder and harder as your scent started filling her senses,,, she takes you to a single-stall bathroom and pins your back against the sink,, "it should be illegal to look this cute in a stupid skirt..." gaeul says, her hands caressing your thighs.

"i like this skirt, though?" you said with a fake frown,, you loved seeing her like this, however 🤭 she was one of the more quiet and serious members but that was what made her so hot to you, and knowing she was a borderline sex-obsessed perv behind closed doors made her even hotter ugh 😩 sjdbekfjd you having to lean down a little to kiss her bcs she is on the tiny side, but she's having all the control 😵‍💫 she's biting your lips, exploring your mouth with her tongue, steadily melting your fucking brain into a puddle while she's feeling your wet cunt through your panties.. and you try to touch her cock but she swats your hand away,,

"come onnn, you have been practicing for hours... i've been waiting all day, unnie..." you whined with a pout. oh you were cute... so cute that gaeul decided that this was gonna be the best quickie of your life 🫣

"yeah? fine then."

and she turns you around to face the mirror,, wasting no time pulling your panties down to your ankles,,, "now you get to watch your pretty little self get fucked... talk about feast to the eyes, hm?" before you knew it, gaeul has pulled her own pants and undergarments down and she gives you exactly what you have been craving: her cock balls deep inside you 😵‍💫😩

gaeul having to slide two of her fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet,, gagging and drooling over her digits, and also moaning bcs she was fucking into you relentlessly 😵‍💫 she gets very lost in the act, her free hand gripping your ass, keeping you steady while slamming her cock inside you :(( eyebrows furrowed in concentration, her own cute moans escaping her mouth bcs god did it feel good to finally use you after hours and hours of practice <333

"you're such a good little doll, aren't you? always gonna be there for unnie when i need you, huh?" she's whispering in your ear, looking at your face through the mirror and only getting more turned on,, you were the prettiest when you were getting fucked out of your mind 🤤🤤

shdehjfjdf gaeul dumping her load inside you with a whimper, some of it even spilling out your hole a little bcs she came a lot :((( you whining when she pulled out, trying to chase after her cock by bending over the sink a little more but gaeul's laughing, patting your ass and shaking her head.

"i gotta get back before they suspect anything, baby... but i'll call you when we're finished. for now, just go home, wait... and wear that lingerie you know i like, alright?"

and well... you can imagine that it was a very wild night! gaeul had to reward you for being her good girl after all! 😚

[yourforeverokay]

What happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas (Elvis Presley x Reader) p.1

word count: 1,4k

warnings: a few curse words, drinking

summary: It was your husband's 30th birthday. You tried to be a good wife for him, so you bought tickets to Elvis' much wanted Las Vegas concert at the International hotel. The evening doesn't go the way you planned it though. What happens when you get ditched and catch Elvis' eye?

a/n: Hey everyone! I'm starting a series!! but I'll still continue making those short imagines of Elvis. I hope you guys liked this and please leave me some requests, if you have any. I would be happy to write something that you would want me to! Thank you all <3

"Happy birthday darling!" you yelled in excitement after handing John, your husband, your gift. It was in a tiny red envelope which made your husband raise his eyebrow. He thanked you with a half-hearted kiss and took the envelope from your hands. He opened it slowly with confusion plastered all over his face. He then took out a small brown piece of paper. He turned it around and noticed the name "Elvis" written in big letters and the number 17 on it. "Honey is this what I think it is?" his eyes grew wide. "YES! I finally got my hands on these bad boys." you laughed. John embraced you and lifted you off the ground. "Thank you, thank you and THANK YOU." he said while spinning you around. You were so happy that he liked the gift. He hasn't looked this happy ever, not even on your wedding day.

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It was the 3rd day of June, and you were getting ready for the show in your hotel room. You had booked a room for a few days and while it was expensive, it was so worth it. Comfortable bed filled with a mountain of pillows, delicious breakfast and amazing view out of your window that shows Las Vegas in its all glory. You were not happy with one thing though. Your husband had brought 3 of his friends with him so he could "have the best experience possible" of Vegas. That meant getting drunk daily while wasting thousands on those cursed games. You wanted this to be the time dedicated for only the two of you. He had been working over-time every day and night so was it wrong for you to wish to spend some alone time with your own husband?

The door opened and you looked over your shoulder to see all 4 men stumbling through the door, already tipsy. "And did you see those fucking ti- Oh look who's here getting all dolled up for me." John walked over to you and caressed your shoulder. "You smell of whiskey." you said while continuing to apply mascara. "Well, is that a crime?" he cupped your face and you almost poked yourself in the eye. He turned you to face him and gave you a wet kiss which you did not enjoy. All of his friends started to laugh in the background. "Stop it." "Don't be like this sweetie. You know you want me. Why else would you cover your face with all this crap? It doesn't make you any prettier." Laugh erupted again behind him. Why was he acting like this? "The show is starting soon so we're going to go get some drinks before the King steps on stage. Don't take forever." John kissed your lips again and gave your cheek a pat. Frown made its way on to your face and a teardrop almost fell to your cheek but you had to keep it in so you wouldn't ruin your makeup. You looked at your own reflection on the mirror and you tried to smile to make things better. To make yourself forget what had just happened. To make yourself happier.

You finished your makeup and hair which was higher than usual. You wanted to look your best so maybe, just maybe, Elvis could notice you. Your seats were quite close to the stage, so it was possible. You laughed at the thought of that happening. You changed your clothes and put on a beautiful dress that you had bought for this occasion. It was sparkly and short with sleeves. You also wore your favorite knee-high boots. You checked that you had your tickets and a wallet with you and left the room with excitement boiling in you.

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The hotel was packed with stylish, rich people that we're all going to different places in a hurry. Some were going to the bar to get drinks for the show, some were trying to find the closest bathroom, and some were just chatting with their people. You were trying to make your way to the showroom, but you accidentally pumped into someone. "I'm so sorry. It's so hard to make your way out of this pla-" your sentence was cut short when you noticed who you had pumped into. You recognized the man immediately...Jerry Schilling. "Don't worry about it. I hope you enjoy the show." he said to you quickly while walking past you. You saw him go through a door and closing it as fast as he opened it. Nobody had noticed the incident.

Finally, you found your way to your seat and surprisingly the table was empty. You glanced at your watch. It was 20:45 and your husband and his friends were nowhere to be seen. The show was starting in 15 minutes and the room was beginning to fill up. People were coming in from all the doors and still no husband. You sat down and tapped your finger anxiously on your thigh. 10 minutes pass and still no one. You considered leaving the room to check the bar if they might still be drinking but the lights closing stopped you. You glanced towards the main entrance while the golden curtains opened revealing all the musicians ready in their places. See See Rider starts playing. Still no husband. You decided that you were going to enjoy the concert even though he wasn't here. You spent all this time and money for this, so you had the right to enjoy the night to your fullest. A loud scream took you off your thoughts and suddenly the crowd was going crazy.

There he was. Elvis Presley in his white suit looking illegally good. His black hair was slicked back, and his blue eyes were shining bright. He looked at the crowd in awe and you couldn't stop looking at him. Everyone including you were mesmerized by his presence. "How are yall doing tonight?" he said smiling while putting his guitar around his waist. The crowd went crazy once again. In just seconds, your husband was out of your thoughts.

30 minutes had passed, and you were enjoying your time until something happened that almost made you choke on your own saliva. "Whatchu doing here all by yourself, pretty lady?" Elvis said while pointing his index finger at you. He had just finished singing The Wonder of You. All the lights and people's heads turned to you. "Me?" you pointed at yourself, almost being unable to answer. He nodded. "Well, my husband and his friends ditched me, but I couldn't help missing out this concert." you yelled so he could hear you. "Well, come here then." Elvis put his hand out for you. You stood up from your seat, knees shaking, and walked over to him. Elvis kneeled down to your level and embraced you. "Darling don't be blue and worry about him, I'll make it up for you, just wait." he put his microphone away from his face and whispered into your ear which gave you goose bumps. Elvis gave your cheek a peck and smiled at you. It looked genuine. You were too shocked to answer so you nodded and walked back to your seat, knees still weak. For the rest of the concert, you thought he was just playing around and not being serious but suddenly you felt a tap on your shoulder. It was Jerry, and once again your eyes grew wide. "Hey, Elvis would like for you to join him at the backstage after the concert ends. We have to leave now before people notice though." Jerry said to you while offering his hand. You thought for a moment because you were worried that your husband would get mad at you but before saying anything you grabbed Jerry's hand and left the room with him. Before going through the door that was placed at the very back of the room near the entrance, you glanced at the stage and noticed Elvis watching the two of you. He gave you a small wink which made you blush. You stepped through the door and Jerry closed it behind him.