#kimchi anon

[scribbledghost]

Ghost… I messed up spectacularly 😭🤣 by burning my lashes with an at home lash perming kit… And now they look like dead spiders (I say it like Gale from BG3 every time I explain)

So I’ve been wearing false lashes to work and customers won’t stop asking for my number 😭😭😭 bro I just work here. I’m actually a gremlin in disguise, you don’t want this.

I need FemSimon at my work to stand behind me and just shake her head at customers with a straight face like that one paramedic on TikTok.

-Kimchi

jhkjashdfkj i love the idea of someone being creepy and asking for your number over and over and Fem Simon is just standing behind you like

And like. Who's gonna disobey her? She's 6'4" and looks like she could bench press your car.

[straws-and-sunflowers]

I feel like after learning Luffy hates spice Sanji will put spicy food in the fridge so it's the first thing you see as a way to discourage luffy from stealing from the fridge because I know damn well Luffy isn't checking what he's reaching for, as long as it isn't vegetable looking he's good

You know damn well in the dead of night at 3 on the fucking morning Luffy isn’t checking. He trusts Sanji.

…..when he grabbed that spicy chicken sandwich from the fridge and took a bite.

He knew right then and there he would rather STARVE then eat the rest.

He became fucking paranoid man, he’s just like me fr, fr checking to see if it’s spicy.

It could be pasta, it could be meat…

It could even be a cake if Sanji was devious enough.

That’s why he goes to Law’s ship, because UNLIKE SOME NORTH BLUE’S this one is pretty and has NON SABOTAGED FOOD.

[blindmagdalena]

I'm genuinely really upset about Frenchie x Kimiko, like, they're obviously soulmates, but that doesn't have to be romantic?

i'm very sorry that upset you, my darling! i know the fandom is pretty split on how it views their relationship. i honestly got whiplash from them last season: i started off really liking them romantically, then was fine when they decided very organically that neither of them felt that way, but then we had this curveball of a jealousy arc where wait! no! it is romantic!

i think it was a really confusing and kind of unfair way to write them, especially for the fans who were really excited for a really loving and close platonic m/f relationship.

your stance is understandable and i really hope that at least the fandom can continue to produce some platonic soulmate material for these two 🖤

[theangrykimchi]

Thor being Loki's first and best everything is really cute. Loki's first crush, Loki's first love, Loki's first kiss, Loki's first dance partner ever at the feast, Loki's first fuck, Loki's first and only friend, Loki's first enemy, Loki's first stab, test subject of Loki's first(and all) spell, Loki's first combat partner and trainer, first victim of Loki's dagger that was gifted from Thor, first face Loki saw every single day in the morning and the last before sleep, the reason of Loki's first heartache.........

I could go on forever but I hope you get my sentiment here

This tbh. ALL THIS!

I can drive myself crazy thinking about it but what's so precious about them is this aspect of their relationship. They are each other's favourite person. They've ALWAYS been each other's favourite person and they have so much shared backstory— with all the ups and downs it entails—and nobody will ever change that.

Thor being Loki's first EVERYTHING (and Loki being Thor's in return) is just--

[yandere-romanticaa]

Do to like Korean food??

I never had it but I'm sure it's very delicious

[softquietsteadylove]

Hi! Really enjoyed the bodyguard AU! Would you do one where Gil is sick and home and Thena visits him after a little show?

Would be really cool thanks ❤️👀

Gil shuddered as he turned over in his bed. He blinked, wondering if he was really awake of if this was some sort of dream.

"Hey."

"Hey," he rasped, although his throat was even more dry from sleep, and his coughing hadn't helped. He attempted to sit up, although she had to help him with it. "What are you doing in here? I told you I was sick."

"And I told you I'd bring you some things," Thena sighed as she even plumped his pillows around his head for him.

He shook his head, blinking at her with eyes that felt like they were on fire just being open. At least she was nice to look at. "What if you get sick? Kingo will kill me."

"I won't let him," Thena cooed, running her hand over his forehead and then through his hair. "You're still feverish."

Gil let his head drift to his bedside table. He had to squint a little at the lights of the clock. "I think I took something for it around 3."

"Then you're long overdue," Thena declared as she rustled around the bag of things she'd brought with her.

Gil smiled as she pulled out an aloe drink and a bottle of fever and sinus focused painkillers. She had gone to the Korean grocer he'd told her he preferred just a block away from his building. "You have any trouble getting in?"

She shook her head, even opening both bottles for him before handing over the drink and one blue tablet. "There might have been some paps around, but a hat and some sunglasses and a mask pretty much did the trick."

"You should be wearing a mask now," Gil grumbled, still not wanting to give her whatever he had come down with after their last trip.

Thena shrugged though, comfortable on her perch at the edge of his bed. "I'm not worried about whatever you have. I never seem to give you my colds, I doubt I can get yours."

That reasoning wasn't entirely right but he didn't have the brain power to correct it.

"Besides," Thena tilted her head, brushing her nice cool hand over his feverish skin again. "You always take care of me when I'm sick. I'm only doing what you would do for me."

That wasn't fair; he would do anything if it was for her.

Thena took the drink from him and capped it, setting it on the nightstand. "Are you feeling any better from this morning?"

"A little," he nodded, although the margin was slim. He picked his head up, "how was the show?"

"Uneventful," she smiled; uneventful meant that nothing had gone wrong, and that was how Thena liked her shows to go.

Gil frowned, "how was the venue security?"

She laughed gently, and it was so soft and lovely it made him feel a little better. "They were perfectly sufficient, Gil."

"Perfect and sufficient don't go together, Thena," he pointed out with an unmoved scowl.

"Yes, you're right," she conceded, pursing her lips at him in good humour as she pulled his blankets up again. She moved from her spot on the edge to grab his spare pillow and shimmy it under his knees. "You're what perfect security is, and they're sufficient."

"That just means they did their jobs, sweet'art," Gil mumbled as he let her jostle him somewhat in an attempt to make him more comfortable. "It's the bare minimum."

"Things went well, Gil," she promised with some finality to it. She ran her fingers through his hair again. "You don't have to worry about me. You just have to rest so you can get better again."

So he wouldn't have to leave her in anyone else's hands again.

Thena smiled, moving to the other side of his bed and crawling over to sit on top of the comforter. "Kingo sent me some of the stuff he recorded for promotions or social media--or something."

"Thena," Gil sighed as she pulled out her phone and leaned on his shoulder, "I'm all sweaty-"

"Here," she smiled, pushing the far end of her phone into his hand while she held the other. "I took your advice and asked the wardrobe at the venue to add that stuff to my shoes that would keep me from slipping."

He nodded; the last thing they needed was her slipping on the stairs and spraining her knee again. He smiled; the video was from backstage, but the performance did seem to be going well. The crowd was engaged and supportive, and that meant Thena could get out of her head and genuinely perform.

Thena turned her head away but failed to put her hand in front of her mouth for a massive yawn.

Gil, despite his aches and fever and cold sweat and stuffy nose, was on alert immediately. "You're tired--you should get some sleep, Thena. I know you're still jet lagged from the trip, but-"

"It's fine," she sighed, laying her head on his shoulder as she continued to show him videos of the concert. "Kingo wanted to show you how things went. Apparently you were quite insistent about things before tonight?"

"Guilty," he chuckled. He had definitely gotten on Kingo's last nerve by texting him from bed about all the little things he usually did for Thena before and after a show to ensure maximum comfort for her.

"It's okay," she mumbled, nearly whispering as her eyes started to droop and she melted into his side. "We can survive one night without you."

"Thena," Gil nudged her, but she was fading fast, slumping down beside him, on top of the comforter and without his spare pillow under her head.

"But I don't wanna do more shows without you, either," she sufficed to sigh as she settled on his bed out of sheer exhaustion.

Gil sighed; he didn't know if he had the strength to carry her to the couch in his current state. He supposed at least she wasn't in bed with him--with his clammy sheets and sweaty pillow. He didn't even want to think about what he smelled like.

Thena whined as he tried to resituate her, taking his knees-pillow and putting it under her head again. He reached to the end of the bed - with a good amount of effort - and managed to sort his spare blanket over her. She would be spread out like a starfish soon enough, anyway.

But for now, she was cuddled right up to him, forehead pressed to his arm and her hand on his wrist. She pulled at him a little, not that he thought she was conscious enough for it to be for a real reason.

"You stay down there," he smiled, turning out his bedside lamp again and settling against the pillows she had arranged for him. Maybe he would be able to breathe through his nose better if he slept like this anyway. He pushed some hair away from her face, "away from my germs."

Thena let out a sigh, settling on slipping her hand into his, "I like your germs."

[bookwyrminspiration]

Hi I am the Snack Attack anon and i send people asks about food.

What is your current fave food

Hi snack attack anon! huevos rancheros have really been hitting the spot recently. something about the warm, savory spice is just so comforting. and it's so simple to throw together!

another comforting food would be mole--my dad and I put it over sauteed onions and peppers and it's the same thing, a warm savory spice, rich without being overpowering.

though there's also this veggie sub from a local pizza chain that is simply heavenly. but I think out of all of these, my current #1 is the huevos rancheros :)

[kithtaehyung]

A 100000000000% YESSSSSS ON YOONGIII!!!! PLEASE USE RUN BTS YOONGI IN 3TAN!!!! PLEASE RYEN!! 😩😩🥺🥺

P.S - I love you 💜🥺

-kimchi jiggae (if nobody has already taken this anon I'd like to be that or I'll find something else😪)

AHHHHH NOTED NOTED😂 that’s a huge percent yes! Looks like we are getting a few people that do want it now👀 I love you, too😭🤍

Omg you can be kimchi jjigae or 🥘 if you want🥺 damn that sounds reeeeally good rn too😩 you’re gonna make me crave it every time you show up ehehehe

[scribbledghost]

Omg happy late birthday!!! I hope you had a wonderful day all about you (in the best way possible) 🤗❤️❤️❤️ congratulations on another year and here’s to many more splendid birthdays to come ✨🎂🥂✨

Now I must survive my 8 hour cart shift with no sleep for my birthday 😂

-Kimchi, a fellow Leo 🦁

heyyyy fellow Leo, happy birthday!! I'm sorry you have to work on your birthday (on no sleep no less!!) I hope you still have a wonderful day despite that and that you get a chance to rest this evening!

[topnotchquark]

motogp grid potluck is just 3 side dishes and copious amounts of beer but what are you bringing to the motogp tumblr potluck?

Uppers and a pack of mints 💜🤗

[luvkuvi]

And Ryuu how have you been? Good I hope mwah!

- 🍄 anon

IVE BEEN GOOD^^ my props for a con im going this week just arrived and even tho the wifi here sucks and keeps getting broken im good :D

[theangrykimchi]

Your writing and art are so good! Do you have any little tibits or headcanons for Thorki you would like to share 👉👈

Aaaaaahhhhh Nonny thank you so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I'm very happy you like them 🥰

Oh my...Getting asked about my headcanons in general always makes me blank out and be like

so I've been trying to think about them for the past day and they refused to resurface 🤦‍♀️

But here we go:

✵I love the idea of Thor having freckles all over his body. They are so light in winter that you can barely see them but when spring comes around they start getting more and more visible because of how much time he spends under the Asgardian (and not) sun, usually shirtless, either training or lazing around. Of course Loki is OBSESSED with them. He loves caressing them with both his fingers and lips, and every winter he can't wait for spring to come around again so they will decorate Thor's body along with his marks on him.

(and I just got a nice image of Thor walking through a field, barefoot and shirtless alla Billy Lee, just enjoying the warmth of the sun and indolently gathering flowers to later braid into Loki's dark hair ugh 😩)

✵Loki for all his smarts and wit and cleverness (yes they are all synonyms I know :p) can actually be really f obtuse sometimes. Exactly like Frigga said to him when he was in the prison in TDW. So one of my HCs is that he is incredibly slow on catching up with his actual feelings for Thor and thinks his obsession and jealousy is for other reasons than the Very Obvious (re: he's in super duper love). It takes him a long while to realise but when he does he's got this enormous *Oh.* moment. Meanwhile Thor has known he's been in love with him (and Loki with him) for years and has probably just been waiting for Loki to catch up because he knows Loki needs to come to his own conclusions at his own pace.

✵The above leads me to Thor being really f patient despite his energetic and enthusiastic character (golden retriever spotted!)—he's willing to wait for Loki for thousands of years if need be. On the other hand Loki had to *learn* patience. He gets a thought and wants to act on it? He needs to act on it *now*! But that doesn't work for mischief and it's the reason why his plans usually fail. He's got an especially short patience with Thor. He wants Thor? He wants him Right The F YESTERDAY! WHAT IS THOR EVEN DOING LOSING TIME INSTEAD OF PAYING ATTENTION TO HIM?? THE AUDACITY!

✵And last one (for now 👀) when they do settle down, tired of fighting for their lives and fighting each other, Thor is very pleased to live a quiet life, do stuff with his hands, build, create and, while Loki also feels good, he also needs to escape sometimes. And he does. Sometimes out of the blue, leaving no note, nothing behind him to indicate where he's gone. Thor knows that, understands that and accepts it, finally stopping to count the days for when Loki will return to him after each time. Loki is never away for long though because not having Thor feels like a part of his body is missing. He always returns home to Thor.

Thanks for the ask Nonny, I really loved it 🥰

[theloveinc]

cato!!! i’m sliding into ur inbox with some tomato soup and a grilled cheese 😋 how r u doing!

ahhhhh anon, you are so sweet!!! i was just telling my roommate TODAY abt how good her grilled cheeses always smell... it's like u read my mind👀❤️🧡

i'm doing okay tho! just trying to catch up with things bc i literally slept ALL DAY yesterday besides waking up for therapy, which was rough. so now i've just opened up some asks i wanna answer and am slowly chipping away at my responses to those...

but when that's a bit more done, then i wanna make this cookie recipe! except w/ butter bc my safeway was all out of vegan marg. the cookies were supposed to be for my grandma, but my mom just told me she has covid, so.....🤷🏼‍♀️

anyway that's a lot of info BUT how are YOU, too?? i hope your day / night has been well and that most importantly, you gave yourself a yummy grilled cheese and soup too!!🫂

[bandgie]

All For You | Armageddon Event

Request: Charity | Seo Changbin & Lee Yongbok (SKZ) by anon song!

warnings! MDNI18+, fem!reader, pussy eating, mxm themes, 3some, double penetration (brief) boobs/nipple play, hair pulling (m!), brief handjob, cum eating (brief)

1.9k words

Dinner is still hot. The smell of cooked meat and kimchi infiltrates your nose. It should make your stomach growl and your mouth salivate. Yet, the reason for your hunger and drooling is not because of dinner at all. It’s the two men, your two lovers, that draw such reactions from you.

It’s quite a juxtaposition to see blonde hair and black hair side-by-side. The tops of their head move concurrently between your legs. You can feel how their tongue mingle and mix while suckling on your clit. Their lips smack and kiss over every inch of your cunt. It makes you arch off the couch just slightly.

“Mmm, just like that.” You intertwine your fingers in their hair. The men hum, vibrating your clit almost like a toy. You let a whimper, bucking your hips from the sensation before their hands grip each hip, putting you back down on the couch.

Felix’s lower half is soaked. You can see how it glistens when he pulls away, letting Changbin take your pussy whole in his mouth. “Just lay still for us.” His deep voice sends shivers throughout your body. “We’ll get you there. There’s no rush.”

You don’t argue with him, nodding obediently. 

Now with more access to you, Changbin doesn’t hold back in sucking you between his lips. He takes your clit into his mouth eagerly, bobbing his head just the slightest while his tongue laps over you.

You can feel how their hold strengthens on your ass as if you might try and grind into the air again, but you manage to keep yourself planted onto the cushions while Changbin pulls on your bundle of nerves.

Instead, you twitch. Your thighs tremble and you tug much harder on Changbin’s hair. 

He lets out a yelp. The pull caused him to pop off your cunt with a wet sound. His unfocused eyes finally settle on you and you babble to apologies. “I-I’m sorry. Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, Binnie. It just felt so good and-”

He smiles, his wet chin shining proudly. “It’s okay, bubba. It didn’t hurt, I promise. You can pull as much as you like if it makes you feel better.” 

Felix giggles, runnung his hand through Changbin’s curly hair and looking at him fondly. 

“You’re so cool, hyung.”

Now Changbin blushes, his lips turning downward into his signature shy smile. “Come help your cool hyung eat this pretty pussy, Yongbok.” Felix chuckles again, adjusting his knees until he’s beside Changbin. You watch his pink tongue push through his lips, but just before he gets a lick in, his warm eyes lock with yours.

“Do you want both of us to taste you, baby?” Felix's small fingers kneed your inner thigh. “Is this what you want?”

You’ll take anything they give you and more. Changbin’s plush lips already feel so good on you, his tongue swiping down to collect your arousal and smear it on your clit. It would be hard to get him to share, you think. Changbin likes eating diligently and eagerly licking his plate clean. He’d make some room for Felix if you asked, but you’re quite content with one mouth on your cunt.

Even then, you don’t want to deter Felix from what he wants to do either. “What do you want, Lixie?”

The groan Changbin lets out in your folds matches Felix’s. “Nuh-uh, don’t do that. Tonight’s about you. Not me or Changbin. It’s okay to tell us what you want.”

Tonight has been all about you. The now-cold dinner is your favorite. The homemade brownies in the oven are for you. Since you woke up, your boyfriends have been more doting than ever. Just because, they told you when you asked why.

Just because.

You feel like you don’t deserve them in the slightest, but as Felix patiently waits for your answer while kissing up and down your thigh, you feel like you belong.

The shirt is already ridden up just below the curve of your breasts, but you pull up the material even more to expose your bare chest. You move your hands to grope the flesh of your tits, pushing them together and pinching your nipples between your fingers.

“C-can you kiss me here?” Despite them seeing you naked countless times, you can’t help the stuttering. And despite those amount of times, Felix’s eyes still widen and Changbin sucks a little harder at the sight of your boobs.

Felix is next to you in a flash. His hips press against your own while he curls his legs on the couch. One hand holds your breast and the other wraps behind your back to bring you closer. 

“Of course, baby.” Felix leans his head and brushes his lips against your bud. “I can kiss you anywhere.”

You hum appreciatively, placing your hands down into their hair. Felix is always tender with you, opting to press chaste kisses to your breasts. He focuses everywhere but your hardened nipple. The warmth of his mouth makes you buck into Changbin’s who happily widens his jaw. 

Felix sucks just above the curve of your breast, turning the skin a pretty pink before it will inevitably darken to a purple hue. The way his tongue laps over your skin has you mewling. A soft sound that makes Felix suck a little harder.

Then he kisses down, down until he finally catches your bud between his lips. With circular movements of his head, Felix runs it over his soft lips. It feels so good, so gentle that you feel yourself gush in Changbin’s mouth.

Your strong lover greedily moans. The wet sound of your cunt and mouth mingling is almost as loud as your whimpers. Felix gets the cue to take your nipple in his mouth, opening his jaw to try and fit your breast in his mouth. 

And when he sucks in correspondence with Changbin, your eyes roll back. Your hips can’t stay planted on the couch anymore that your orgasm builds. Changbin’s head moves with you, keeping his mouth stuck where he belongs.

“F-fuck!” You pull on Felix’s long hair. “Making me feel so good.”

You can feel how Felix smiles against your skin. Hear how Changbin whines affectionately.

Pulling on Felix’s hair suddenly doesn’t feel like enough. You trail your hand lower until you catch his erection underneath his sweats.

“Mmm. So hard.” You palm him, feeling how his tongue swirling on your nipple stutters from your ministrations. He releases your bud and places a kiss on the hickey forming.

“You don’t have to do that.” Felix uses a hand to gently push yours away. “We want to focus on you.”

“But-but you’re so hard. You’re both so hard.” Even if you can’t see Changbin’s lower half, you know he’s humping the bottom of the couch from how his body jolts and shudders. “I want to.”

This catches their attention. Even Changbin, who could mostly likely cum from your taste alone, raises an eyebrow and hesitantly pulls from your cunt. “Want to what?

Rather than telling them, you show them. Your shaky fingers leave their hair and go between your legs.

Looping your arms underneath your thighs, you spread your folds indecently. Slick and spit oozes from your cunt and Changbin licks his lips like he’s about to get another taste for himself, but your whining stops him.

“Inside. I wanna feel you inside.” Your hips buck from the thought of them filling you up. “I wanna cum with you deep in here.”

Changbin’s already nodding, standing up to chuck his shorts down, but Felix smoothes a hand down, rubbing over your cunt.

“You’re not just saying that because you feel bad, right?”

“No!” Gosh, you feel like you could cum just from Felix’s little palm over you. “I want to feel you. I need to feel you. Just fuck me.”

His adam’s apple bobs and he nods. He shrugs his joggers off too, putting them in a pile with Changbin’s who’s already stroking himself.

“Who do you want first, baby?” Changbin huffs. “Tell me.”

Shit. You don't want to choose. “Both! I don’t care how. Just please fuck me already.”

It’s quick how they move you. Changbin has the strength to be under you, holding your thighs apart with his cock just under your ass. It throbs being so close to your entrance, waiting for Felix to place one knee on the couch in front of you and bend just slightly so his tip aligns with you.

They’ve done this before, but not often, and most definitely not in the living room. Still, they couldn’t say no to your desperation. That aroused look in your eyes only intensifies as Changbin uses a hand to grip the base of his cock and find your opening.

“Shiiit.” You moan when his head sinks in. Changbin’s girth spreads you in the first intrusion and Felix has a front-row seat as to how your pussy caves for him.

Changbin breathes in your neck, pressing deeper until his chubby cock fits snug. Your walls pulse around him, cream leaking onto his balls. Felix’s eyes lock on the white substance, reaching a hand down to collect the slick.

You watch with hazy eyes and an open mouth as Felix shoves his fingers between your lips. You happily taste the substance, moaning at the musky flavor of yourself and Changbin. Felix presses his digits deep much like Changbin’s cock, pressing against your tongue to feel your tongue swirl around him.

“Fuck, baby.” Felix moans. “You’re so fucking hot.”

A string of saliva connects you to him even as Felix pulls his fingers away. You grin at him seductively.

“And tight.” Changbin groans in the shell of your ear. “Get in here, Yongbok. She’s waiting.”

It feels like you could finish from just pure excitement. Changbin doesn’t need to thrust. You could cockwarm him while Felix watches. Their presence is enough to feel undeniable pleasure.

That exhilaration multiples when Felix strokes himself. He nods to Changbin’s words, mouth moving to agree, but you can’t hear. So much blood is rushing to your head that you feel faint. Your heartbeat pulses in your ear and all you can hear is its increased rhythm as Felix’s tip touches your clit.

He drags it down, meeting Changbin’s few inches that stick out. He gives you a look. One of caution, trust, and love. 

“Please.”

He sinks in. Your lovers don’t have much length, but their cocks have enough girth to make up for it and more. It feels like you’re being clawed with pleasure, searing your insides with heat. Changbin moans in your ear when Felix presses deeper. Your cunt seeps with more arousal, accommodating the unbelievable stretch.

Changbin widens your thighs to add more room, to let Felix keep going in so his pelvis is flush against your cli-

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The sound of the alarm rings throughout the house. Felix jumps and Changbin holds you tighter as if the sound is threatening. It takes you a second to register that the beeping is coming from the kitchen. 

“What the fu-”

“Ughhh, fuck. The brownies.” Felix grumbles. His grip on your thighs adjusts like he’s about to pull out. You feel his inches slowly slip about before you reach your arms forward and bring him close.

“No! Just leave them.”

“Leave them in the oven?”

“Yongbok.” Changbin’s strangled voice breaks through. “I’m balls deep. You were about to be balls deep. The brownies can wait. They need to cool down anyway.”

Felix’s flushed face turns confused. “How can they cool down in the oven if-”

“Felix!” “Yongbok-ah!”

“Sorry.”

[chewnotchoke]

in the moments where my love thrives - m.jaehyun

note: this fic wouldn't be possible without anon's sexy brain! thank you for letting me write this!

warnings: no proper proof reading, getting drunk (legal line), black cat!reader x retriever!myungjae

genre: fluff, friends to lovers, slow burn (kinda)

word count: 2.5k

jaehyun wakes up from the glow across the room, and the sun's rays beaming through his white curtains. he hears feet pounding from the living room, which sounds like excitement from their game, and a faint sound from the television. he got up and stretched his body, dissolving the stiffness in his limbs and arms. 

“why is everyone so early today?” 

taesan and riwoo did not even bat an eye at their friend who just woke up. their pupils dilated with the thrill of the game,  jaehyun watched as their character dodged, rolled, and retaliated, the game world a vivid blur of motion and color. he shook his head before pulling the chair from the table. 

“where’s y/n?” he asks. “she went out earlier to grab us lunch.” riwoo continued pressing buttons on his game console. jaehyun’s apartment was everyone’s hang-out place. got kicked out of home? jaehyun’s apartment. pre-game place? jaehyun’s apartment. sleepover? jaehyun’s apartment. but he didn’t complain nor reject anyone’s company because you were always there, and if you needed a place to stay, jaehyun offered his apartment like it was your home too.  

at times when the friend group, including you, spent the night over in his apartment, you were always the last to leave in the morning. you were always cleaning the mess that no one paid attention to when everyone was drunk, and jaehyun always helped you with it. 

“you can go home and rest. i’ll take care of this.” you refuse to leave unless the apartment returns to its state before the chaos happened. “you want me to leave?” your lower lip jutted out in an almost cartoonish pout, eyes narrowing as you aimed a playful glare to jaehyun. “n-no! you drank a lot last night and you might be feeling sick because of the hangover…” he stuttered. you chuckled at jaehyun’s silliness and reassured him that you were nowhere near to feeling sick from the alcohol. jaehyun found himself hiding a smile. 

in that moment, the room is filled with a light that is all your own. he holds onto the feeling, cherishing the lingering warmth of your presence, hoping that this moment, like you, will stay just a little longer.

when the group went on a camping trip and everyone was outside grilling meat, cooking ramen, the two of you were left in the kitchen making kimchi fried rice. the kitchen was filled with the aroma of the garlic. jaehyun peered over at you, your brow wrinkled in concentration as you diced the vegetables with precise movements. a faint smile spread across your lips, and he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his chest.

you turned to him, a cheeky gleam in your eyes, and offered jaehyun a sample of the sauce you had been meticulously stirring. as he leaned closer, your fingers met, shooting electricity up his arm. the sauce was excellent, as was everything else at this moment, at least for jaehyun. 

jaehyun's eyes expanded comically as he took his first spoonful of the sauce you prepared. he froze, the spoon suspended in mid-air, and his mouth slowly extended into an exaggerated "O" of surprise. he gave a theatrical gasp.

“how is it?”

“good! good! good!” he kept throwing you thumbs up if it wasn’t obvious how good it was. 

you came back with the lunch you promised to buy for everyone. the guys who were once so busy playing ran over to the dining area as soon as the food overpowered the aroma of the burning incense jaehyun always lit. 

for jaehyun, you are a rare combination of power and compassion, a woman who is fiercely independent but deeply connected. you were a reminder that true confidence isn't about knowing all the answers, but about believing in one's potential to discover them. you exemplified authenticity, enthusiasm, and unashamed self-love. your presence commands attention; a mixture of danger and allure, a living contradiction wrapped in leather and lace. a baddie, he must say. 

and if it isn’t obvious yet, he likes you. 

a belief ingrained deep within that girls like you—with a glint of silver at your ears and neck that catches the light, and exposed to the secrets of the night—could never harbor the slightest flutter of affection for a boy like him, was something that jaehyun carried in the quiet corners of his mind but rarely voiced aloud. 

the ink on your collarbone was exposed today from the top you were wearing and jaehyun couldn’t get his eyes off of it. 

“wanna get one?” you spoke, startling him. “you keep looking at my tattoo, do you wanna get one?” 

“you’re asking for something impossible. he’s scared of needles.” taesan answers. “i just found it cool.” no, he found it sexy. 

no one else in the room probably sees you as a woman other than jaehyun. there persisted deep regard for the person you were—a friend adored for her essence, and a woman cherished for her soul. it was the latter for jaehyun.

a few days later, the group went on another outing. surprisingly, it wasn’t at jaehyun’s apartment. they spent overnight at a rented villa. the villa itself was a marvel, its grandeur softened by time and the gentle touch of care it received. 

midday found them scattered throughout the villa’s nooks and crannies, each discovering their own quiet corner for reading, sketching, or simply soaking in the tranquility. in the afternoons, they convened once more, perhaps to play some badminton or table tennis, or go out on a walk. 

before evening, you found jaehyun watching a performance on the big screen and heard him singing along to a familiar tune. “you always watch that.” he turned his head over you. “oh, this? i think she’s cute.” an idol appears on screen, she is indeed cute, and has the same eyes like jaehyun’s. “never thought girls like that are your type.” 

“she isn’t my type.” he was in fact telling the truth. ever since it dawned on him that you could never catch feelings for a guy like jaehyun, he forced himself to like someone else. it was like planting seeds in barren soil and hoping for flowers to bloom where none naturally would. you lounged comfortably with jaehyun on the couch and took an interest in what he was watching. 

your eyes were fixed on the screen. jaehyun extends his legs on the coffee table and crosses them together. he was dumbfounded at you who were trying to keep your laugh. his foot, clad in a mismatched sock, ventured cautiously across the worn wooden coffee table that stood between them. you took a sight of his toes wiggling and cracked up. 

“what’s funny?” his foot, clad in a mismatched sock, ventured cautiously across the worn wooden coffee table that stood between them. “your socks. they look unmatched and silly.” his eyes swoon over to the pair of socks he was wearing.

“it’s cute!” and you kept laughing. jaehyun becomes lost in the depths of your stare when your eyes wrinkle at the corners and sparkle with unsaid laughter. it’s not just the sound that captivates him, but the way your entire being seems to come alive with that laughter.  

you playfully brushed your pinky toe against his big thoe, still finding the socks funny. jaehyun played along with you, leaving the colors on the television forgotten. 

for him, there’s a certain magic in the mundane moments you share. he always sees the spark in the things you do together. everyone had a heavy dinner to fill their stomachs before drinking. tidying up with you, cooking with you, washing the dishes together, jaehyun feels his heart burning with the realization that he finds beauty even in the smallest, everyday acts of life with you. and he couldn’t help but go beyond the imagination of dating you, living harmony in your shared life to the point that even with the simple brushing of fingertips as he reaches for the same spoon, he has found intimacy in these moments. 

after cleaning up, everyone was gathered in the same living room you were with jaehyun earlier. bottles of beer and wine were uncorked, passed around with toasts to friendship. after a long day of exertion, the first sip of cold beer seemed like nectar; the alcohol-infused their bodies with a warm, languid satisfaction.

with every passing hour, the night grew deeper. riwoo told stories, one after the other more ridiculous and funny than the last, interspersed with bursts of hysterical laughing. sungho tried telling a ghost story, attempting to scare jaehyun, but everyone was laughing at his rushed words and theatrical motions that made it into a comedy. 

not sooner, the air was thick with the scent of stale beer and the faint, sweet tang of spilled wine. sungho was sprawled on the carpet. riwoo was slumped in a chair with his head resting on the table, a lone, half-eaten slice of pizza lay beside him. leehan’s head lolled back, his mouth slightly open, a faint snore escaping his lips every now and then. beside him, taesan was curled into a fetal position, clutching a throw pillow like a lifeline. 

amid the messy place, you and jaehyun were still up, luckily. his cheeks were flushed from the alcohol and the heat of his body, but his gaze never wavered from you. he spoke in hushed tones, and your conversation held private. 

“people used to say i look intimidating and unapproachable. sometimes, i want to have new friends but they say their first impression of me always feels like you can never start a talk with me. have you ever thought that way, myungjae?” 

“no. you have great charisma, and your features make you look strong. but i guess i can just see through the gentleness in your gaze. your kindness was never unnoticed by me, and everywhere you go…the true essence of your character always shines through. you’re a great person, y/n.”

a gentle smile crept up to your face, “no one has ever talked like that about me…but anyway, i know i’m tipsy but i don’t wanna sleep yet. can we talk about something else?” 

“sure. anything in mind?”

“science!”

“science?! i’m not the best person to talk to about that, y/n.” 

“don’t you think science is amazing? i take interest in everything about science from the flutter of a butterfly's wings to the movement of planets in their orbits. and also the balance of the ecosystem! hm…but maybe i like zoology the best. i just love animals so much. have i mentioned my favorite animal is a meerkat?”

it was obvious that you were drunk from the way you were rambling about the most random things, but jaehyun was listening to your niche interest—no. he wasn’t just listening, he was looking through the pieces of your soul while you talk about natural science.

your intellect and the boundless beauty of your mind smote him. it was impossible not to be mesmerized by you, to feel the gravitational pull of her enthusiasm drawing jaehyun closer. 

“come to think of it…you and meerkats are kinda similar! they’re social butterflies too, myungjae!” 

the world seemed to spin a little slower, and inhibitions faded into the night. in that moment of blurred lines between courage and intoxication, jaehyun caught his heart pounding like a drum. “hm? you look like a meerkat this close-” he leans in, drawn irresistibly to you. and then, as if guided by some invisible force, you felt his soft lips under yours. the alcohol’s effect must have overpowered jaehyun’s consciousness because of his impulsive actions.

you pulled back gently, your eyes searching jaehyun with a mix of curiosity and something unnameable. yet, before he could utter a single syllable and apologize, you smiled—a soft, knowing smile that softened the edges of his embarrassment.

a week after the trip, jaehyun’s friends camped in his apartment again. of course, you were there. the rest of the guys were in the spare bedroom, sleeping. on the couch, controller in hand, jaehyun was fully immersed in a heated FIFA match. his fingers moved with practiced precision, and the sounds of simulated crowd roars and commentators' excited chatter filled the room, creating an illusion of being in the heart of a packed stadium.

on the other side of the room stood you, hanging several pieces of clothes on the balcony because the laundromat was closed today, and you slept in jaehyun’s apartment too. but amidst the digital drama and the electric atmosphere of the game, there was almost an imperceptible interruption. bending over to grab another clothes from the hamper to hang it on the clothes wire, you effortlessly commanded attention.

jaehyun tore his gaze reluctantly from the screen as your undershorts peeked underneath your sleep shorts, and his gaze went to the hamper as he spies the booty shorts you wore the other day. his little possessiveness jumps out of him in case his friends might see them. jaehyun pauses the game quickly. you turned to meet his eyes,  it was in the way he hovered near the balcony door, his gaze occasionally flickering towards the fluttering garments. 

he rests his chin on your shoulders as his arms slide to your waist. “can’t we bring those in? your…uhm…booty shorts.” his voice tinged with concern. “hm? my booty shorts? why?” you set down the clothespins.

“what if sungho and the others see? i mean…they’re just clothes but you know…”

you chuckled at his comment, “why can’t you just say you’re getting a little possessive, myungjae?” you tapped the tip of his nose, finding him adorable. 

“then, can you sit on the couch with me and hang those clothes later? please?” he snuggles on your neck, his arms wrapped around you getting a little tight. jaehyun grabs your arms as you both lounge on the couch and enjoy the time together while the others are still asleep. 

his gaze lingered on your face, tracing the curve of your cheek, the arch of your brow, as if committing every detail to memory. jaehyun lays his head on your chest. one thing you learned about him is that he loves quality time and physical touch together.

you sat together on that couch, lost in each other's company. the warmth of his presence enveloped me, sending a shiver down my spine. his hand found yours naturally, fingers intertwining with a familiarity that felt both comforting and exhilarating.

“i love it so much…when we set up the table together, tidy up the place, the slightest form of touch…i like to think that i find the most comfort in living with your simplest existence.” jaehyun says. 

with each shared glance and fleeting touch, the two of you reinforce a relationship woven from the threads of daily existence, finding comfort not only in the duties at hand but also in each other's presence. 

it is in those moments where jaehyun’s love thrives.

“what the hell is going on…” taesan blinks, with his cat ear-shaped bed hair. 

not my proudest work oh my god!! really struggled finishing this bcs i got unproductive in writing but i hope this was still fun to read!

[honeylations]

SHIN RYUJIN x FEM!READER

Prompt: You wanted to spend your day off playing your new Pokémon video game but seeing your hot ass girlfriend walk around the dorm in nothing but a bra and sweatpants, your plans changed.

Warnings/Notes g!p Ryujin, dick riding, mentions of Yeji

A/N: for those anons that requested Ryujinnie :p

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Happily placing your new Pokémon game and your switch on your bed, you quickly made a run downstairs to the kitchen and started searching through the pantry, snatching every bag of chips you could find.

Doing the same to fridge shortly after for any soda or juice boxes.

“Are you aware you have 5 other members living under the same roof as you?” Yeji asked.

You almost got whiplashed from how fast your turned your head to the dining table where Yeji, Lia, Chaeryeong, and Yuna were eating the Kimchi Jigae your girlfriend had kindly cooked.

Actually, it was just so Yuna could stop whining about hungry she was. Speaking of your girlfriend, you noticed she wasn’t around.

“Where’s Ryu?”

“Taking a shower. Now are you gonna explain what the hell you are doing?” Lia crossed her arms and eyed the Doritos and Turtle Chips locked in your arms after shoving cans of Mountain Dew into your pants and hoodie pockets.

“Since it’s our day off, I’m gonna spend the entirety of it playing the new Pokémon game Yuna gifted me” You smiled at Yuna who received a pinch by the leader.

“I told you not to buy her that game”

“But I love Y/n Unnie so much!” The youngest pouted.

You blew her a kiss. “Love you Yuna. It doesn’t hurt learning a thing or two from her, Yeji Unnie” You joked.

Yeji raised her fist and muttered under her breath.

“How’s the food guys? Hope I didn’t make it too spicy for you, Chaer” Your lovely girlfriend appeared in a grey Calvin Klein bra and grey sweatpants.

Her hair was blow dried and on her neck was the silver chain you bought her on your 2nd year anniversary. After playfully ruffling Yuna’s hair, she made her way to you and paused to look at your little crime.

“Hi baby” You smiled.

“At least save some for us, my love” She pouted and hugged you regardless of your full hands.

“Sorry, need it to survive”

“We do too you selfish brat!” Chaeryeong yelled.

Ryujin stepped back to reach into the cupboards and grabbed herself a bowl. “Alright, time to eat”

“Thanks for the kimchi jigae, Ryuddaengs!” Yeji said.

“You’re very welcome. Babe you wanna eat with me?”

Little did she know, you had placed all the snacks and drinks you took on the kitchen counter, busy eyeing your shirtless girlfriend and her flexing muscles. Your eyes travelled to her veiny muscular hands that reminded you of the nights she loved wrapping it around your throat when you two fucked-

“Baby?” Ryu called out to you again.

Her voice sent a tingle to your core being enough of a reason for you to make her abandon her bowl and drag her upstairs.

“Grab your earphones, girls” Yeji sighed while pinching her nose bridge.

Locking you and Ryujin in your bedroom, you pushed her to her knees and rushed to push your sleeping shorts down.

“U-Uh”

“Shut up and put your mouth to good use” You hissed after discarding your shorts, showing the damp spot on your white panties. “Look what you did”

“All for me, darling?” Ryujin smirked, running her hands around your thighs before gently parting them.

“You know what you were doing, walking around looking so fucking hot. Now finish what you started”

“Of course, Princess”

The kneeling girl started licking you over the panties, making it more wet than it already was. She then managed to get you to remove it before sucking on your clit. Your hand grabbed onto her hair while the other held her shoulder to keep your balance.

“Mmm yes Ryu” You softly moaned, arching your back when you felt her tongue slide inside.

“Always tasting so good” Ryu panted before diving back in, making you grind into her mouth and not caring that your juices were drowning her.

She used two fingers to rub at your clit while she continued pushing her tongue deeper inside. “F-Fuck oh my god!”

Her deep moans started to make you shake, already having the need to cum all over her pretty face. “N-No can’t c-cum yet. Wanna do it on your cock” You cried.

Ryujin heard it clearly so she pulled away and stood up, wrapping her right hand around your throat to pull you in for a hot sloppy kiss, allowing you to taste yourself.

“I like seeing you try to dominate” She smirked into the kiss.

You scoffed and pushed her to sit on the edge of the bed. “I better see that cock out once I finished undressing” You ordered to which Ryujin shrugged and obeyed.

You stripped out your (her) hoodie, showing that you had no shirt nor bra underneath. And just like you asked, Ryujin was bare from the waist down, dick rock hard and she’s leaning back on her hands, smiling at you.

You sat on her lap, instantly holding onto her strong shoulders and connected your lips again. She massaged your waist before helping you sit on her standing cock, releasing a breathy moan into her mouth.

“Mmm, always so tight for me right baby?” She whispered.

You nodded while throwing your head back, letting your girlfriend’s lips attack your breasts, ensuring she marked you enough.

“F-Fuck, so big so big so big” You cried into her neck while moving your hips up and down.

“Very disrespectful of you to not let me eat with the other girls” Ryujin suddenly commented, forcing your hips to go faster and her nails dug into your waist.

“I-I’m sorry”

“I bet you’re being loud to get a rise out of Yeji Unnie, right? Wanting her to break through that door to punish you for being loud by stuffing her cock in your mouth? You’d like that wouldn’t you princess?”

The thought got you crying harder as you bounced roughly on your girlfriend’s cock. She brought her lips to your ear and chuckled.

“I don’t mind sharing you with her for one night. I know you’re a slut for cock”

“Y-Your cock is my favourite, Ryu” You sobbed, kissing her lips for reassurance.

“Hm I know. And I’m gonna make sure it’s the only cock you beg for” She growled and started thrusting her hips up, fucking you harder.

“Ryujinnie!” You screamed, clawing at her shoulders and drool escaped the side of your lips.

“Fucking pathetic. Trying to control me when you fall apart just like this. Be thankful I’m feeling nice today” Your girlfriend groaned.

“Thank you baby! Thank you thank you” you rambled, reaching one hand down to rub at your clit, seeing the way your stomach bulged at each deep thrust.

“Gonna cum with me baby?” She panted.

Lost in so much pleasure, you could only nod and allow Ryujin to fuck you like a doll, shoving her tongue down your throat while her hips drilled into your desperate cunt.

“Cumming…Ryu I’m cumming!” You voiced out and your legs started shaking.

“Fuck” You heard her growl into your jaw, finishing with long lazy thrusts as she emptied her cum inside, feeling it escape your abused lips.

“Are y’all done?” Yeji’s voice suddenly spoke on the other side of the door.

Ryujin, despite her tired state, smirked and eyed your breathless figure in her lap. “Yeah, I guess. Why you wanna join?”

“I’m not opposed to it but not today. Are you still gonna eat?”

“Oh right. Baby, I’m gonna eat now” She poked you but your little snores gave it away.

She kissed your head and rubbed your head. “Be there soon, Unnie just give me 10 minutes”

A/N : sorry it’s so short, I’m running out of ideas T^T