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onelittlespiral · 1 year

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Hey dude, I'm just a lil bro looking for a big bro to take care of me in all sorts of ways but all I'm stuck with is my lousy nerd of a roommate. Could you help me out?

FML: Fraternize

My roommate was… chill all things considered. I don’t know, he was just the random guy that I got stuck with when all my bros decided to move into the house and I needed someone to take the lease with. Scruffy, for sure. A bit out of shape. He said he used to play soccer in high school. Cute, but that was about it. Nowadays he was just getting his degree in English. Just a guy. But I didn’t want just another guy.

I tried to be friends with the guy, but he always just blew me and my boys off. He would just say he was too busy studying or playing some video game to come out to the gym with us or hang at the frat. I finally decided I was fed up. I needed my roommate to be more than a rando in my house. I needed a bro. And the fraternity had some resources to make that happen.

They usually keep this kinda stuff for pledges who start stepping out of line, but my buddy slipped me the files that they show to help guys get in line. I don’t remember if I ever saw them myself… what ever. It was a series of videos that promised to turn any guy into a bro in no time flat. So, one night, I put the tapes on when my roommate was home:

“Hey man, I’ve gotta watch these for class, mind if I slip them on?”

“No problem, I’ll just hang out in my bedroom.”

“Actually, it may be something you would like. You should stay. Here, you chill here and I’ll listen while I cook. I’ll make enough to split.”

I turned the first tape on and went to cook up some chicken and rice. In the other room, I heard the video beginning. It wasn’t long before I started hearing my roommate responding to the commands:

You are loyal to your bros.

“I am loyal to my bros.”

When you are around them you feel relaxed.

“When I am around them I feel relaxed”

The gym feels like your second home.

“The gym feels like my second home.”

The frat is life. You are made to be loyal to the frat.

“I am made to be loyal to the frat.”

They kept pushing him in the background while I finished cooking some food. When I walked back into the room, static filled the screen as my roommate stared into space, drool dripping from his mouth. I turned of the TV and he seemed to come to his senses.

“Hey, sup bro? Got the fuel?”

Already he was much better, “Yeah man, chicken and rice.”

“Hell yeah, gotta get a good workout in before getting my homework done.”

We ate quickly and started getting ready for the gym.

“Hey, bro, you think they are still taking new pledges? I’ve been meaning to apply to your frat!”

I was shocked at how quick the progress had been, “Yeah man. I’ll hook you up with my peeps tomorrow.”

“Sweet, let me finish getting ready and we can go.”

Dang those videos were quick. Even the way he carried himself was so different. This is the bro I needed.

The week went on and we kept working out. I hooked my roommate up with the pledge master and he quickly started falling in with the bros. We worked out, partied, did almost everything together now. I gave the rest of the tapes back to my guy who gave them to me. He said he needed them for a few guys who had gotten a little hands-y with some girls at the last party. I was fine to get them back, I didn’t think there would be any more issues with my roommate.

The year flew by until it was time for spring break. I had opted to be my roommate’s big and done all the usual hazing and shit with him. Had to keep him on his A game, I wasn’t going to go east on him. The spring break frat trip was a rite of passage for the incoming pledges. As much as I wanted to go, I had plans to visit California with my partner. We were having a great time, chilling at the beach, shopping through souvenir stores, and hiking parks. But I made sure to get updates about how my roommate was enjoying his week. It was from one of these progress reports that I got word from the pledge master:

Hey, bro. Just letting you know. Your little bro was making some girls uncomfortable at the bar. Can’t have that causing issues for the frat.

Shit man. I’m sorry. Lemme talk to him.

Nah dude, it’s good. We have a protocol for these kinds things. Just letting you know so you aren’t surprised. We’ll make sure he won’t bother any girls again.

Thanks dude. Lemme know if you need anything.

Nah bruh, relax. Enjoy your vacay.

Well as long as they have shit handled. I went back to my vacation and forgot about the whole situation. I would give him crap for it when I got back. The rest of our trip was great. I didn’t hear anything more from my bros so I assumed it all went according to plan. I was eager to get back to my roommate and prep him for full brotherhood when I got back. It wasn’t till I walked into the apartment I knew something was awry:

“Sup, bro, welcome back.”

A deep voice echoed from the balcony. He stepped inside and was greeted by a stranger. His arms were as thick as a football, his legs as thick as tree trunks. The smell of sweat, sex, and stale beer followed him into the room. He had a fresh tattoo on his arm with the number 86 boldly displayed. The stranger walked with swagger up to me, like he owned the place. As he approached, his musk only grew more intense. It wasn’t until I noticed the glasses it all clicked into place:

“Bro… is that you?!?”

“Bruh, who else would it be?”

My roommate stood proudly in front of me. He had been going to the gym steadily but no amount of protein powder could explain the progress he had made in a week. He was also easily 3 inches taller. And the smell. I don’t know how to describe it but he smelled… virile. Like just being around him was starting to get me excited. He certainly had never been like this before.

“Looking good, right? Like the new tat? Year of our chapter’s founding, 1986. After all, I am made to be loyal to the frat.”

That line made it all click together. The tapes. They said they would handle the situation, I didn’t know they would use the tapes.

”Speaking of which, dude. I can’t believe you flaked on the frat and went on a trip with your partner. You’ve got to be loyal to your bros.”

His scent, his words, my mind was swimming in a way it hadn’t in a long time. He stepped towards me, grabbing my head. I was pulled into his pit. I tried to pull back but a hand on the back of my head held me firmly in place. I felt so aroused and so scared as I was forced to huff the scent of pure frat bro. I was… fading. I couldn’t… resist… my… my… bruhhhhh.

“I think that you should sit through the next set with me bro.”

My mind was blank as he told me to sit down on the couch. Of course, I would do anything for my frat bro. He put on a video and sat behind me.

“They said we could watch this one together.”

The video whirled to life as my roommate held me in place in his lap. A flash of color and a brief intro played. It explained that it was the last in a series of videos for brothers who were trouble makers in the frat. This last one was the most extreme. I felt a wave of guilt, knowing I had betrayed my brothers and the chapter. I wasn’t sure what I did but I knew it must be bad. My behavior had to change.

You will conform to the standard set by the frat, whatever it takes. You will be entirely dedicated to the brotherhood.

“I will be entirely dedicated to the brotherhood,” we both repeated, in unison.

Good. Since you have proven you can’t be trusted with making good decisions, your brothers have decided to make those for you. You will become the ultimate frat bro.

“I will become the ultimate frat bro.”

Let’s start on the outside. A brother works out daily, at least. Strong muscles make for a strong foundation.

As I repeated the words, they became my reality. I had certainly never been a scrawny guy before, but this was something else. My muscles convulsed all at once, then seemed to shred and burst. My muscles ached as pecs, biceps, abs all were pulled out of my body. I sweat under the effort as legs bloated and toned, bloated and toned. My back stretched out and shoulders mounded on muscle.

Good bro. Now, a brother should be cocky, with a cock to match. All the other fraternities should know how superior we are.

‘Shiiit, no other frat could even come close. We threw the best parties, had the hottest girls and… fuck the hottest guys. With a bod like this, just about no body could resist.’ As those thoughts echoed in my head, there was a sharp pain in my balls as they started to swell. My cock snaked down my shorts, throbbing with newfound power and size. A moan escaped my mouth as my cock swelled thick as a beer can. Anyone would beg for a cock like this.

A frat bro with a cock like that just needs to fuck. Your libido keeps your mind so full that you hardly have time to pass your business classes.

My swollen balls began to churn as my cock came to life. As my mind was thrust into a deep sexual haze, any aspirations I had on my pre-law track were pushed out, draining right to my balls and slowly leaking out my cock. At the same time, I felt my roommate begin to shift behind me. I felt his cock press against the small of my back, throbbing as it was thrust into overdrive. He began slowly humping against my back, and I leaned back against that massive cock. I wanted to help my bro however I could. He wrapped his arms around me and slowly started jacking me off. My mind was in pure bliss as I was kicked into overdrive. His arms felt so warm and strong, and he was pushing all my buttons till I was thrusting into his hands.

The frat is a part of you. You live, breath, and sweat the frat. Everyone who meets you will know exactly what you’re about and submit to you, an alpha bro. You put the reek in Greek.

My mind processed for a second until the smell hit me from behind and I understood. My hormones shifted as sweat poured out. It was hard work being a fraternity brother, and everyone would know that. I worked overtime as the smell of straight frat filled my nostrils. The apartment changed in response, filled with leftover beers, used tank tops, and soaked underwear. Anyone who entered would fall into an immediate haze, the smell of bros clouding their mind. My mind was… so… slow. Just… needed… FUCK.

You will keep it simple, keep it stupid.

“I will keep it simple, keep it stupid.”

My head felt like it was filled with fluff. No thoughts, just instinct.

You will listen to your pledge master, follow all he says.

“I will listen to my pledge master, follow all he says.”

It was so much easier to just trust my bros. Whatever they said went.

You will live for and serve your bros, live for and serve the frat.

“I will live for and serve my bros and the frat.”

I would do anything for my bros. Gotta keep ‘em happy.

The frat is life.

“The frat is life.”

My roommate’s cock was still rock hard behind me. His grip was edging me as moaned for release. I could dedicate my life to men like him.

Thank you for your cooperation. There will be no further issues. Now cum.

And I did. Ropes shot across the floor as all the changes were set in stone. I was just another frat dude, struggling through Business classes and fucking through the night.

And with that the video ended. It took a sec for me to regain my senses. I slowly refocused my eyes and… fuck bruh my head is pounding. Musta partied too hard last night. Shit, I was drooling all over myself, lol. I mean, I’m hot but not that hot. And fuck, I made a mess. Bro, what happened? It’s already late, I’ve got to get ready to go out tonight.

I was going to throw on a polo and some shorts when my roommate put a hand on my shoulder. This man must’ve got a double dose of whatever I got. Bro, he was on another fucking level. He pulled me in tight, cupped my ass in his hands, held my chin, and slid his tongue in my mouth. All at once, my world shifted as the fraternity’s motto rang in my head, I will be entirely dedicated to the brotherhood. An aching in my balls told me that I wasn’t going to make it out tonight. I had my frat bro… no, my big bro right here. And he will take care of his little bro. He pulled down his sweatpants and a thick rod popped out from the waistband. He gently guided me to his cock, the true source of his musk. Our scents mingled as my thoughts were consumed by sex. The salty taste of pre coated my tongue as the tip slid down the back of my throat. My mind faded as the smell of the frat filled my nostrils. I was lost in bliss as my bro started pumping, pumping down my throat. Gone was the nerdy roommate I had:

There was nothing left but frat bro.

#straight to gay #bro #male transformation #fml #transformation #musk #frat bro #hypnosis

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yammpi3 · 27 days

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𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑩𝑨𝑲𝑼𝑮𝑶 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺.ᐟ.ᐟ ⋆.˚

NOTES— Just some random head cannons about Katsuki Bakugo ;3 Will probably write something on a few of them in the future..

When he's wearing his hearing aids he will purposely take them off as you ramble and pretend he’s listening by answering like: “mhmm” “no, no yeah” “totally”

I like to think that he's not a natural blonde but actually a brunette who bleaches and tones his hair just to look more like his mom.

He goes into his dorm room to “sleep early” but in reality, he stays up late using his phone.

He's the type to nudge, push, hit you when he actually laughs at one of your jokes

Since his hearing is impaired..whenever he listens to music inside his dorm room its always at maximum volume. Despite the UA dorms being soundproof you can still faintly hear it through the walls.

He HATES celebrating his birthday, he thinks its too corny and unnecessary but you and the rest of the class do it anyways.

When the opportunity is right he makes “that's what she said” jokes since he finds them a bit funny.

He hates physical touch but makes a SMALL exception for you. But when he deems it to be too much for him he’ll gently push you off and roll his eyes. “Okayy..knock it off" "That's enough"

He would invite himself into your dorm room, but god forbid you come into his without his permission.

When he invites you to cook with him he doesn't mean help him prepare the food, he just wants you to sit prettily and watch him cook.

He pretends to act annoyed but secretly loves it when you eat whatever he makes.

Just because he tolerates you doesn't mean you've escaped the name-calling.

He would be a heavy sleeper because of his hearing impairment, so if you wake him up he would get a bit startled but quickly change his demeanor so you won't see view as “weak.”

He has a secret sweet tooth and will secretly indulge in sugary snacks, but he'll get defensive and deny it if you catch him.

Has a strong habit of aggressively correcting others grammar or pronunciation, even if its just a minor mistake.

He's a bit of a germaphobe and would go out of his way to avoid touching things or shaking hands with people.

He hates the rain, not only because of his quirk but because of the thunder that sometimes comes with it. His hearing aids amplify the sound which forces him to take them off completely. Leaving him feeling a bit vulnerable.

He also hates the fact that bad weather makes his hearing aids malfunction. The static and cutting out frustrates him to no end.

He turns into such a geek when you talk about video games, heroes, and manga. When he notices how nerdy he starts to sound he shuts up completly.

Has an inferiority complex but..also a superiority complex somehow..??

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lucvly · 10 months

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— boyfriend headcannons with chris. ⸰ 𖥔 ͙

warnings: tooth rotting fluff and a nsfw part?? not proofread stop its almost 1 am

a/n: i’m trying my best to feed you guys but school is Fucking me upppp :/ sry this is a little short Oopsie

— tries to act tougher in public but when both of you are alone he’s a total sweetheart.

— he loves it when you play with his hair, when you let him lay his head on your chest and won’t ever admit it out loud but loves when you’re the big spoon.

— gets so distracted when you’re around it’s hilarious (+ matt and nick always tease him for it because he looks “ridiculous”) literally has the biggest heart eyes for you, always following you around and drooling over you.

— pda pda pda !! this man loves pda, i’m not elaborating.

— shows you off anywhere and everywhere. literally anyone who’s ever spoken to him knows you because he’s always talking about you.

— his instagram feed are mostly pictures with you in them. he loves posting you.

— adores touching you. not even sexually, but always has an arm around you, hugs you from behind, an arm around your waist, a hand in the back pocket of your jeans, etc.

— don’t ever ask him about it but if you’re a romcom fan he’ll definitely watch them with you. sure, he’ll act like he hates them but actually loves watching them with you. his guilty pleasure fr!

— adores doing domestic stuff with you: grocery shopping, cooking, baking– man, he’d even do laundry with you. which just pisses matt off because the only time chris helps with chores is when you’re around.

— if you mention a certain song or a certain artist he’ll slowly start adding them into his playlist. don’t ask him about it because he’ll actually get Embarrassed but still. ++ he has a playlist of songs that remind him of you.

— spoils you good. you want a new perfume? just say the word. that book you talked about last week? he already bought it for you. new necklace? of course. and it has his initials on it so it’s a win win.

— asks you for fashion advice LMFAOO. you’ll get spammed at like 7 am with something like “black or white?????”

— still flirts with you like you’re in the talking stage it’s sooo funny. tells you the lamest pickup lines but it’s cute because it’s Him !!

— nsfw below!

— a munch. loooves eating you out. he does it for his own pleasure trust. + he gets pussydrunk soo quickly.

— teases you soo much help?? especially in public. you could literally be at an important meeting and he’ll still have his hand on your thigh while whispering dirty ass things in your ear.

— loves it when you drag him lingerie shopping. he’s just there to support you and drool over you tbh. he can’t help but get hard when he sees you in all those pretty sets. (+ always ends up with you fucking in the dressing room).

— this man suffers when he’s on tour. he’s so used to having you take care of him he almost forgot how to jerk off LMFAOOO??

— has a whole album on his phone for his eyes only which include videos he’s taken of you getting fucked senseless, videos of you crying out his name, pictures you’ve sent him and videos.

— loves phone sex HELLOOO?? just hearing your voice gets him rock hard. sometimes you’ll be talking about the stupidest thing ever while on call with him and all you’ll ever hear from the other line are soft grunts, panting and heavy breathing. (+ when you tease him about it he just tells you to keep talking– yeah, you both end up moaning into the phone LMFAOO)

— literally anything gets him turned on. something as simple as you giggling or wearing one of his fresh love hoodies and boom– he’s bricked.

— pet names are a huge yes. this man could be choking you and balls deep in you but he’ll still call you the sweetest pet names ever. (“angel”, “princess”, “baby”, “doll”.)

— teasing gets him so worked up. don’t even try to pull on his hair a little, slightly touch his crotch when he’s hard or bend over in front of him unless you wanna end up pinned against a wall and going for at least three rounds.

#lucvly #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x you #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo smut #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo edit

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mimimui · 1 year

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bllk boys as your not-so bf

includes: isagi, bachira, chigiri, nagi, reo, rin

tags: use of profanity, use of 'babe', one-sided(?), angst if you squint hard enough, discord in nagi's

a/n: inspired by my not-so bf (we don't talk anymore) :b srsly idk if that guy actually liked me or not but anyway .. enjoy !

even if he's at soccer training, he answers all your texts right away. you've seen him reply, or rather, not reply, to his other friends whenever he was with you. it feels as if isagi gives you special treatment, but in reality, you barely talk in real life. he pays you no mind when you pass by him, as if you were strangers. sure, he can act like that all he wants, but he can't forget all the late night talks you had.

you've shared secrets, fears, ambitions, and questions with each other. you've exchanged greetings, selfies, and "i love you"s, yet he's able to act as if you're nothing more to him. you look at him and there's a familiar pang in your heart, one you've experienced many times before.

how much longer is he going to hide his true feelings for you? does he have feelings at all?

the morning of the sleepover your friend hosted, you and bachira lie down comfortably on the bed, clicking through your friends' instagram stories. you're on his chest and his head is on your shoulder, him being the one clicking through while you hold your phone. he occassionally makes comments about them, saying things like "that was funny" or "ooh that one's pretty, introduce me sometime?"

you frown at his comment, but he doesn't see it. you two are always so close, holding hands and whatnot. you're always mistaken as a couple, but bachira denies it quicker than you do, which is a sign you should probably take. when you all go home, your friend sends you a picture they took of you and bachira on the bed and teases you.

your heart wrenches as you tell them "we're just friends."

you share a lot of your things with chigiri, and he does the same. you always find him asking to borrow your hairbrush, if he can take a bite of your food, use your phone, and more than you can remember. can you recall when you let him use your shirt after training? yeah, that was the only thing of yours he never gave back. why would he even keep that shirt?

on his way home, his teammates asked him if the shirt belonged to his significant other. he pauses for a moment, but then ultimately denies even having one. you get a bit irritated at times, and he has to snap you out of your thoughts at the cafe you two frequent. here you are, once again sharing a drink with one straw. yes, one.

from all the indirect kisses you've shared, you should actually just kiss at this point.

you and nagi play video games together everyday. you're always seen duoing together, so a lot of people mistake you two for a couple. after soccer training, nagi's quick to turn on his computer and ask you to play games with him. fps, rpg, horror... you've played so many games together you've lost count.

in vc, he hears you groan and he stifles a laugh. you complain the player that killed you is cheating as you click through the players to spectate nagi. when you're about to mention the flank, he says something that makes your heart pound. maybe you're imagining it, or maybe it's because of a shitty headset, but did he just call you 'babe'?

you shake your head, brushing it off. you probably just heard wrong.

reo connected his online payment to your food apps, so you don't have to pay for your orders. you refused at first, but as your face recognition detects his face, your phone was now his domain. he tells you to order food whenever you want, and not to tell him when you do, he doesn't mind.

but as you see him carrying an extra lunchbox with food he made himself, you wonder who he's going to give it to. you're not bothered, of course, it was just a cooked lunch. made by reo. personally. you mentally slap yourself for thinking about it so much. are you even allowed to be jealous of the lunchbox's recipient? you're just reo's friend, and you already have access to his online wallet, so what's the problem?

yeah... what's the problem?

he's annoyingly good at minesweeper. rin effortlessly completed the board, while you're still stuck deciding between the bottom or top tile. he acts nonchalant about his umpteenth win that day, but you know he wants to brag about it to you so bad.

you sigh in defeat, asking him for another rematch, which he gladly agrees to. and, just like all other times, he completes his board first. this time, instead of laughing at you for being slow, he takes your device and completes the board for you. he complains you take too long, and that he gets impatient when his love isn't done with the game.

wait. his what?

thanks for reading (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #isagi x reader #bachira x reader #chigiri x reader #nagi x reader #reo x reader #rin x reader

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softspace-fics · 2 months

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Wind down

A/N - First post on tumblr, kinda scared T-T but enjoy one of my absolute favorite duos.

Masterlist - All my work!

Warnings: General fluff, mentions of marvel mission, mentions of eating, Papa/Dada (Steve - Papa, Bucky - Dada), SFW INTERACTIONS ONLY.

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Stumbling into the door of your shared apartment with Steve and Bucky, you gratefully sigh and place your bag down. Finally throwing off your shoes and Jacket, you walk into the kitchen and grab a snack, eating it before walking to the couch and throwing yourself on it.

It had been an extremely long day, annoying customers, loud noises, and too much social interaction. All you could think about all day was coming home and just laying next to your two Cg’s and being able to relax with them.

The hard part was that your caregivers weren't supposed to be home anytime soon. The current mission they're on is taking longer than you expected. Curling into a ball onto the couch, you grab a blanket off the back of it and cover yourself, the exhaustion sitting in and a nap calling your name.

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“Shhh! They could be asleep!” Steve whispers at Bucky as they attempt to quietly get into the apartment.

Bucky shoots him a glare, and walks into the living room after taking his shoes off. He immediately sees you and his entire mood switches. The mission was exhausting, and too long. 3 weeks away from you was hard, and you guys weren’t able to video call as much as any of you wanted to.

“Doll, wake up” Bucky softly rubs your shoulder, crouching to your level.

You stir slightly, looking up at him through droopy eyes, still registering your surroundings. Bucky stands up and carefully scoops you into his arms, smiling at how you immediately practically smash your face into his neck and cling to him.

Bucky carries you into the kitchen where Steve is putting together dinner, seeing as there was no sign of you making food for yourself. When he hears Bucky's footsteps he turns his head and smiles when he sees you half asleep on bucky.

“Hey princess.. Long day baby?” Steve gently cups your face and kisses your nose, making you giggle. Bucky and Steve look at eachother, both understanding you're likely in a younger headspace due to not having them around recently.

You just nod and watch as Steve continues cooking. Bucky watches as you visibly relax into your headspace, loving how you trust them both to make sure you're safe.

“Doll, do you want to go watch some cartoons while Papa makes food?” Bucky questions quietly.

Looking up to him, you softly nod and smile. He takes you out to the living room and sets you down, covering you back up with the blanket and turning on your toons. He steps out and into your shared bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Getting distracted by the cartoon you don't even realize when Bucky comes out changed into comfier clothes and a change for you. He stands in front of you to catch your attention and you look up at him.

“Let's get you into more comfortable clothes yeah?” He smiles at you and you giggle, you love his smiles.

Once all changed and comfy, he pulls you into his lap and slowly rubs your back and plays with your hair. He gently kisses your cheek while adoring how you look in his arms.

“Dinner time!” Steve eventually calls from the kitchen, prompting Bucky to pick you up and carry you to the dinner table. He attempts to put you down but you cling onto him, and he ends up keeping you in his lap while feeding you.

Once dinner’s all finished up, Steve goes to take a shower while Bucky gets you set up for bed. He gently rocks you while telling you about silly stories between him and Steve before you were with them, how much he loved your Papa before he even knew.

Eventually Steve walked into the bedroom and stole you from Bucky's arms, cradling you close to his chest while softly kissing your forehead and climbing into bed with you. He quietly sings lullabys until you fall asleep knowing they would protect you.

#cg!stucky x little!reader #cg!bucky barnes #cg!stucky #cg!steve rogers #cg!bucky #agere little #little!reader #sfw littlespace #agere #agere caregiver #age regression community #sfw age dreamer #age regression blog #Papa!Steve Rogers #Dada!Bucky Barnes

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smutstevington · 10 months

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Resensitized (part 3) | Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: You're dating your pornstar roommate. Everything is great! Well, except for the jealousy you're trying not to feel. (part one, part two)

Word Count: 4K

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Pornstar!Eddie x fem reader (no use of y/n), pwp and lots of feelings, reader tries being a soft dom (and succeeds), she’s jealous but also kinda into it. mild degradation, unprotected p in v, oral male receiving, fem self-gratification, he really do be begging for her, once again Eddie is a simp, playful banter, things get super romantic because that's all I know how to write

A/N: GUYS I FINALLY WROTE IT! So many of you wanted part three, and I really hope it meets expectations. This one is a bit different than the others because reader tries something new. I tried to take all your suggestions into account! Anyway, I think I am going to end this series, but thank you so much to all who read and enjoyed ♥️

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It had been one week since you and Eddie decided to start dating, and it was working fine. Actually, it was easier than any of your previous relationships. You were already best friends, and you were already living together, so it’s not like you got tired of each other or were surprised by much. You spent more time together now, setting nights aside for movies and sex and cooking dinner together and having sex and grabbing a drink and then having sex.

Yeah. You had sex a lot. The two of you were kind of crazy for each other, but it wasn’t like your relationship was only about sex, it just happened to be what you were doing a lot because you’d been doing all the other stuff already. You had a lot of sex to catch up on, and you took that seriously.

And when he wasn’t home….

Okay.

Was it fucked up that sometimes when you were alone in your room you watched your roommate’s porn videos to get off?

….Probably.

But did you care? Nope!

You tried not to think about the psychology behind it. It was probably something like a cuckolding thing, or whatever. It didn’t matter who he slept with on camera, because he slept with you off camera, and it was amazing.

But then one day you stumbled across a video of him with a woman who looked remarkably like you, and that was the first time you felt that dreadful sting of jealousy. And then after that, you found out he had made a video with her recently, and that’s when your envy got much worse.

Fuck.

You didn’t want to be jealous. You wanted to be the cool girl who was dating a porn star and didn’t feel weird about it, because you knew going into it that this was his job. You knew he was a porn star when you moved in and became best friends and you definitely knew when he offered to use his porn-star skills to blow your mind. And you knew when you went on a date, and when you had sex again, and when you agreed to keep dating. You knew it the whole time, and you told yourself over and over again that you could date him and not be jealous about how he was fucking other women at work during the day and coming home to you at night, but the truth was -

Okay, this woman looked just like you. That’s fucked up!

But you recognized that this was your issue, and you couldn’t possibly tell him this, because this was his career. He made good money from his work. If you told him you felt weird about it, you knew he’d feel at least a little pressured to re-evaluate his job or quit altogether, and you didn’t want to be that guy. But you also didn’t want to stop dating him, so…

It was time to quietly suffer just a little bit and hope he didn’t notice.

Besides, you’d be sitting at home feeling jealous or whatever while he was at work, and then you’d hear the front door open, and suddenly he’d be climbing on top of you and desperately reaching for any part of you to hold and squeeze and touch, and he was moaning and gasping into your mouth like he’d been suffocating and you were his only source of oxygen, and then it didn’t matter anymore if you were jealous, because you couldn’t think.

The first thing he wanted when he came home from work was you. How could you ever complain?

“Something fucked up happened at work today.”

Um. Not really what you’d wanted to hear when Eddie got home, but okay. It was supposed to be one of your date nights, but then he came home from work looking…forlorn? Distracted? Nervous? You couldn’t tell.

He didn’t say anything at first. He just went straight to his room, and then to the shower. He used showers as therapy, basically. That’s what you’d figured out over the course of your lease thus far. Anyway, one of the perks of dating a porn star was that, when your partner came home looking sad like that, your first thought wasn’t “oh God, he fucked someone else.” Cuz, ya know, duh. That came with the territory. You hadn’t really talked about what cheating would entail, or if your relationship was exclusive, but he wasn’t seeing anyone outside of work, and you weren’t seeing anyone outside of him.

He satisfied you more than enough, so…

There was, of course, the one thing that did worry you. You were still feeling that burn of jealousy in your stomach about that video of him with your look-a-like. You repressed the feeling as much as you could, but it was still there, and you couldn’t help but wonder if his mood was related.

“What happened?” you asked. He shrugged, and you noticed his wet hair was leaving spots on his old t-shirt.

“Well, it was -” he stopped himself, palming the back of his neck. “It was while I was - uhh, you know. With someone else.”

You swallowed. “I figured,” you said.

Okay, it was gonna come to this eventually. He’d never been explicit with you about his work, and that was fine. Obviously you weren’t completely in the dark, thanks to your secret night-time habit, but he never told you about what it was like to be with someone else. It wasn’t like you were offended, it just wasn’t something you needed to know. You weren’t sure how you’d feel if you did know, and now you realized you were about to find out.

“Is it weird for me to tell you about it?” he wondered.

You stared at him, and you were pretty sure your expression would have been funny if you were looking at yourself and not panicking on the inside.

“I’m not sure,” you responded. “Probably. Tell me anyway and let’s find out.”

There was a shared nervous smile between the two of you. You couldn’t wait for the tension to dissipate. You had to know what was making him act like this.

“Okay, so -” he began, pacing the living room floor and avoiding eye contact. In all the time you’d known him, he rarely avoided eye contact. It was actually incredibly intimidating how much he stared deeply into your eyes when he talked to you.

Aaaand incredibly hot when he did it while having sex with you. Anyway.

“I couldn’t get off,” he continued. “And I’ve told you that happens pretty often for me, but this was even worse than usual. Like, I was nowhere close. So, that was frustrating, and then I - I started thinking about the other night. I started thinking about…you.”

He stopped pacing, but his gaze remained on the floor. Your eyes widened.

Oh.

“Did it work?” you asked. Something in your voice must have tipped him off that you weren’t angry - and you weren’t - far from it, actually. His eyes lifted to meet yours, and the tension in the room shifted to that of a different kind.

“Like a fucking charm,” he replied.

Oh.

If someone had told you before you met Eddie that this kind of thing would have gotten you hot and bothered, you would have been confused. You still would have been confused as you were feeling it, but you were too turned on to even focus on the confusion.

It was bad enough that you sometimes enjoyed watching him with other women, and now you were wet at the thought of him fucking someone else and having to think about you to enjoy it?

Wait, no. Actually, you were pretty sure that the second part was objectively hot.

“Well, you were right. That is fucked up,” you said. For a moment, his face fell. His eyebrows scrunched together, and concern flooded his expression again. He walked toward you to take your hands in his, bringing them to his lips.

“I know,” he said, kissing down your wrist. “Fuck, I - I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sorry -”

“No, no,” you interrupted, sliding your hands from his grasp up to either side of his face. “Don’t be sorry. I don’t really understand what I’m feeling, but for whatever reason I’m very, very into this.”

Eddie raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

“Seriously?” You nodded, hungry.

“Uh-huh.”

What you had was electric and powerful. It was like you were magnetically drawn to each other. Your lips quickly found his as your hands tangled in his wet hair, pulling it the way you knew he liked. You bit and nipped at him, resenting that you had to be gentle. You didn’t want to be gentle this time. You wanted nothing more than to ruin him.

Because you had ruined him, clearly. You’d ruined all other women for him. You both knew it.

You felt possessed by something so much bigger than the two of you. A deep, instinctual desire - an unstoppable desperation. You walked him backwards until you reached the couch in the living room, then pushed him until he was sitting down. He stared up at you, slack-jawed and panting, his swollen lips pink and shiny, his eyes dark and wide.

You slipped your shirt off over your head and let it fall to the floor. He reached for you, but you shook your head. You wanted to undress for him, this time. Your fingers slowly trailed down your exposed stomach and to the button of your jeans, working them undone. He watched your every methodical, deliberate, tantalizing move, and you could see the shape of his hard dick growing beneath the fabric of his pajama pants. He palmed himself as you slid your jeans down your legs and kicked them off. Next came your bra, and then your underwear.

You were standing fully naked in front of him, which would have been enough to drive him insane, but then you slowly got on your knees.

“Ohhhh, Sweetheart,” he drawled, his breathing getting more and more erratic. “What are you doing to me?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” you teased, tugging at his pants until they were past his hips. It took some squirming on his end, followed by giggles between the two of you, but then you were pushing his legs apart to get between them and leaning over to suck him off.

“Fuuuuck me,” he whined as your lips found his tip. His head fell back, his eyelids drooping.

“I will,” you replied, coy. “But I want to try something first.”

The first time you’d hooked up, he’d told you he’d always wanted to try degradation and being a bit more of a sub, but since then you’d only ever fed into the kind of stuff he did at work. He focused a lot on your pleasure - and he always enjoyed himself too, but still. You wanted this time to be different.

You wanted to own him.

“Anything,” he muttered. “Anything you want, it’s yours.”

He was taking to being submissive quite well, wasn’t he? And you were doing pretty well at the soft dom thing.

(You may or may not have done some research on the subject)

“I’m the only one that can make you come, right?” you asked as you teased his cock with gentle licks and kisses. He groaned and moaned at your touch, then nodded viciously. “Okay. This time, I don’t want you to come until I say you can. Deal?”

He nodded so fucking fast you worried he would get whiplash. It was kinda cute how red in the face he was. He looked as if he was going to burst.

And then he said something you didn’t expect.

“Am I - am I dreaming?”

You pulled away from him and sat back on your knees, looking up at his face and waiting for him to break and explain the joke, but he didn’t.

“What?”

“Am I - fuck, never mind,” he said with a sigh. “I don’t fucking care if I’m dreaming, just - just don’t stop, baby, please. I - I - don’t stop.”

God. His begging really did something to you. You smiled, and then your smile turned to a smirk as you decided to resume your work. The lust within you took over again, and suddenly you were climbing on top of him, straddling him, grinding against him until his eyes rolled back into his head.

It felt good for you too, of course, but that wasn’t what you were worried about.

Degradation. That was the word he used when talking about what he was interested in. You also knew that sometimes, fantasies didn’t feel the way you thought they would when they actually played out. You were slightly worried about this next part, but figured it was worth a shot -

“All those women and I’m the only one that can get you off,” you said as you continued rocking your hips against his erection. “You’re not even inside me and you’re a fucking mess.”

His mouth was open in a silent scream, his eyes fixed to the ceiling.

“Please fuck me,” he muttered, his voice barely audible. “Please, please fuck me.”

You’d gotten tested for STI’s the day after you and Eddie agreed to keep dating, and everything came back clean. He was routinely tested as well, so…no need for condoms, really. Especially with you on birth control. The main reason you still sometimes used them was for easier cleanup, but considering how often you two had sex, it was far more convenient to go without and suffer the consequences as they came (pun intended).

You lifted yourself high enough to line him up with your entrance, then slowly sank back down. Immediately, he was melting beneath you, which only made you wetter for him. You slid him into you until he bottomed out, then stilled.

“Remember,” you whispered against his lips. “Don’t come until I say so. I wanna come first.” Immediately, his hand dove between the two of you as his fingers went to find your clit, but you grabbed him by the wrist. “No, I want to do it myself.”

And so, Eddie watched you. He watched as you touched yourself while bouncing up and down in a steady rhythm, progressively getting faster and deeper until you were clenching around him. It took everything in him not to grab you and fuck into you harder and faster. Never in his life had he tried so hard not to come, and that’s why this was all so pleasurable.

When your moans sounded just the way he liked them to and he felt you get warmer and wetter around him, he nearly lost it. He almost spilled into you, but managed to hold off by digging his nails into the meat of his thighs.

For your second orgasm, you let him use his fingers while you rode him, telling him exactly what to do. And after you’d settled, and your mind centered back in your body, you realized you’d put him through enough.

“Okay,” you exhaled. “I got mine.”

Eddie was so completely fucked out. He looked like you probably should have, but you still felt in control. It was a nice contrast to all the other times he’d had you screaming and whimpering his name. He didn’t even react - he seemed to have no idea what to do next.

“Aww,” you said, running your hands through his hair. “Did I fuck the thoughts out of that pretty head of yours? Come on, I know you know what to do next.”

“You want me to -?” he began. His voice was weak and hesitant. “You want me to fu - I mean, now?” Instead of answering, you slid off his lap and got on all fours beside him.

He was fucking you within probably about three seconds.

He grabbed your hips and pulled you into him, thrusting into you over and over again, faster and harder and causing all kinds of noises to echo in the room. The sounds of skin and desire, all culminating into something that sent you spiraling into orbit.

You almost didn’t notice when he spoke again.

“Tell me to come,” he pleaded. “Tell me I can come now.”

You were well past the point of teasing him, so instead you gave in.

“Do it,” you permitted. “Come inside me.”

So, he did. He filled you and continued fucking you until he couldn’t stand it anymore. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you up so your back was against his chest, then left desperate kisses on your cheek, neck, and shoulder - wherever his lips would reach. You felt his heavy breathing, the rise and fall of his ribs, the warmth of his skin. He wished the feeling would never end - he wished he could spend eternity doing just this, and then he wished he had several other eternities to spend doing nothing with you. He loved every moment. He was so far fucking gone into loving you. Perfect, beautiful, intoxicating, you.

There was a box of tissues on the coffee table, which ended up being a lifesaver in terms of cleanup. Of course, the two of you had to work together to reach over and get the box without toppling over. Then, you both wandered silently to your room, knowing that you’d be far more comfortable cuddling on a bed.

He held you so close to him it almost felt more intimate than sex.

“That was -” he began, his tone calm and warm. “That was the first time I’ve done that.” You giggled, angling your neck to kiss him quickly before returning to lay your head back on his chest.

“Was it as good as you hoped it would be?” you asked.

“I still can’t really think straight, so yeah,” he replied. You laughed again. “Where’d you learn to do that?”

You bit your lip, the anxiety returning just a little bit.

“There’s a lot of great info out there on the internet,” you responded. He chuckled, then kissed the top of your head.

“I know, I’m involved in a lot of it,” he said. And then he said something else, and your heart stopped. “You know, when you said - ‘Did I fuck the thoughts out of that pretty head of yours?’ - I was thinking about how that question was kind of familiar.”

You were so glad your ear was to his chest and it wasn’t the other way around, because he absolutely would have been able to hear your pulse rising.

“It’s a common thing for people to say when they’re doing the degradation thing,” you quickly replied, hoping he’d drop it but knowing he wouldn’t.

“Oh, I know,” he continued. You could hear a smirk in his voice. “I’ve used that line a lot.”

Now your heart was beating so fast, you wondered if he could feel it pounding in your chest somehow. You sat up, noticing the way he was looking at you as if he was saying - Gotcha.

“It wasn’t -” you sputtered. You weren’t sure why you were even attempting to keep this from him anymore. “It’s not like you came up with it, Eddie. It’s - that’s - it wasn’t -”

“Baby,” he said with a light laugh. “I’m just teasing you. But, your reaction is veeeeeery suspicious.”

You were blushing so hard it burned your cheeks. Meanwhile, he was completely amused by the whole situation.

“Okay, so I’ve watched more of your videos!” you confessed, probably too loudly. And then, the words kept flowing before you could stop them. “Sue me! My boyfriend is fucking other women and sometimes I get curious, and sometimes I think it’s hot - although, to be fair, I only focus on you, obviously. Except for when you’re paired with the woman who’s basically my twin, and then I just get - ugh, whatever. It’s not a big deal.”

He was grinning, practically giddy, and it drove you crazy.

“Boyfriend?” he asked, chuffed. You rolled your eyes.

“Shut up, you’re obviously my boyfriend,” you shot back immediately. “Is that seriously all you got from my whole confession?”

“What do you think I am, your priest?” he teased. He put his arm around you to pull you back into him. “Don’t get any ideas, by the way. No way I’d ever do religion roleplay. That’s off limits, even for you.”

You had to admit - the phrase even for you gave you butterflies.

“You’re not into the whole, ‘forgive me, father, for I’ve been a bad bad girl’ kind of thing?” you asked, allowing yourself to tease him back. He chuckled, running his fingers through your hair.

“Ah, so you do watch porn that’s not me,” he replied. You couldn’t help but smile at his joke, but you playfully smacked him on the arm in retaliation.

“Of course I do,” you answered. “Not that kind though, don’t worry.”

“Hey, I don’t kinkshame,” he said, putting his hands in the air. “But that’s one you’d have to go find with someone else.”

“I don’t want anyone else,” you said back. Your words were decisive and stern. “Come on, let’s just be honest. I like you. I want to be with you. And I really try not to get jealous, and I don’t want to be jealous, but sometimes I am. Because I want to be the one for you. Like, that’s why I jumped you today. I know it’s your job, and I don’t want you to change your life for me. But yeah, I get jealous sometimes. And, like, this is less serious, but I wanna be able to bite you and not think about whether or not I’m leaving marks for someone else to see. For your partners or thousands of viewers to see. I just - I don’t want to feel this way, but I do.”

Eddie’s hands returned to your hair. He sighed, but it wasn’t a sigh of disappointment or anger - it was something else.

“You wanna mark me up, huh?” he responded. “Tell me more about that.”

You hated it when he got evasive like this. Lately it had been happening more and more.

“Oh my God,” you groaned. “Yeah, I do. I’ve been holding back, you know. I’m a biter.” Eddie’s eyes lit up.

“You’re reeeeeally fucking with my refractory period, baby,” he said. You rolled your eyes.

“Eddie, focus,” you told him. “This is serious.”

His last wall came down. You could practically see it happen.

“I know,” he said at last. “I know it’s serious, and - and I don’t want to be with anyone else either. Like, I’ve been really struggling with work and thinking about how I can get past it, but I can’t. And then they paired me with someone who - yeah, it’s freaky how much she looks like you, I agree - but I promise it was just weird for me, because she wasn’t you. No one is you. I don’t want to be with aaaaanybody else, honest to God. I just - I love you, okay? I’m in love with you.”

Of all the things he could have said - of all the things you wished for - all the things you hoped he’d say - this was better than all of them. This was - this was everything.

“You’re in love with me?” you echoed, your voice small and quiet.

“Afraid so,” he replied with a slight smile. “Genuinely, it’s terrifying. I’ve never - Sweetheart, you’re it for me. You gotta know that.”

For a minute, you didn’t know how to respond. You wondered how long he’d loved you - how long he’d known that you were what he wanted. You thought about yourself, and how your feelings for him were clearly there, but love? You hadn’t considered being in love with him, and yet the moment he told you he loved you, it was as if all the puzzle pieces came together.

“I love you too,” you told him.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

You continued cuddling and talking after that as you discussed what you were going to do next. More specifically, what he was going to do next. He’d have to take a pay cut and switch to solo stuff, but he had enough saved up to get by. There was also the option of you joining him for a video, but that was a question for another day.

You had time to think about it. In fact, it was possible you had your whole life.

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hi e! back again with more carmy shit because i love the way you did my little blurb justice 🥰. i literally just envisioned sydney minding her own business and just recklessly placing carmy in the hot seat cause she knew his ass was gon get it 😂. i’m all in for more dom!carmy so i’d love to keep the idea going that his s/o works for/with/alongside him at the bear with a touch of her giving him her two cents? a little bit of sass to just remind who he’s dealing with 😩. maybe this time around he slipped up on something major (a birthday, anniversary, or something that overall was important to the reader and he put it off because in his mind the bear comes first). she’s been slowly driving him crazy with that silent treatment she’s been doing for the last few days and her less than a few syllabled words when he doesn’t remind her how irked he made her 😂; she’s not mad anymore just disappointed. and anyway basically in a prep for preordered to go’s on lunch rush he’s reading back orders to her and she completely writes him off. i can see him being like exactly how he when he’s not getting when he needs from his staff during a frenzy and flipping tf out. like you know when he repeats himself a second time as if you didn’t hear him the first he means it 😂. tysm in advance! please feel free to do whatever you’d like. i’m writing this at 6 in the morning so many ideas are coming into the fold. i hope you have a great day - 🥣.

ok i did sorta a different-ish take. same idea but i don't write the reader as a chef bc quite honestly i can't relate lmao i'm a horrendous cook lol. but silent treatment yes!! reader works at the bear but not a chef.

"Does anyone know where the extra napkins are? Mindy needs to be settin' tables." Carmen huffed, slamming the empty crate back in the back stock.

"That would be your missus' domain." Richie snickers, elbowing Fak lightly. "Guess you better go ask her, Cousin."

"Yeah? Fuck off. Thought it was your fuckin' job." Carmen grumbled, running a hand through his hair.

"Me? Fuck no, Cousin. You know who's job it is, c'mon." Richie grinned. "It's your wife, Carm. What? Scared to talk to your wife?"

Carmen sneered, huffing in annoyance, but the truth was... yes, he was a little scared. Especially with how furious you were at him. Carmen was a chronic over worker, barely taking time for himself. It was a constant fight between the two of you, one he'd gotten better at, but still struggled finding that balance. Which normally, you'd be more forgiving about.

Except it was your anniversary.

Carmen left you waiting at home, dressed up with a new lingerie set that he painfully didn't get to enjoy. By the time he got off, taking his time to clean the kitchen, prep for tomorrow's crowd, he looked at his phone and saw your texts and calls, his heart dropping.

You'd been giving him the cold shoulder since then, furious and hurt- or so he assumed, you wouldn't say anything.

Richie found the entire thing hilarious when Carmen told him. "You forgot your fuckin' anniversary? You jagoff, holy shit."

Carmen found it less than amusing. The tension in the restaurant was thick because of the two of you. Everyone teetering around you, but especially Carmen, he was more on edge now.

Pushing the door open to the office, Carmen ducked his head in, seeing you at his desk- your desk, technically, you used it more. "Hey, honey," Carmen's voice was soft, a sweet hum that had your spine straightening. He flinched lightly, stepping towards you. "D'you know where the extra napkins are?"

You didn't reply, simply typing on your laptop, editing a video for the social media page about the upcoming summer specials.

Carmen blinked, barking out your name in a much harsher than he meant to, but it seemed to work. Kinda. Your head whipped around, eyes in a burning glare when they met his, but your lips were still pressed together.

Carmen through his hands out in exasperation. "Are you bein' fuckin' serious with me?"

Richie made his way towards the table where Tina was doing prep, craning his neck to watch. Your lips twisted, glaring harshly at Carmen. Carmen huffed, a hand running over his forehead. "What do you want from me, huh? What? You're just never gonna speak to me again? I forgot, ok? I didn't mean to, I just fuckin' forgot! I was at work!"

You glared at him, feeling Richie's amused gaze from over Carmen's shoulder, the rest of the staff pretending to be busy to hear. "Shut the door." You snapped.

Carmen flinched, shocked. "What-"

"Shut the fuckin' door, now." You snapped, slamming your laptop, turning to face him. Carmen pressed the door shut, ignoring Richie's whines of "c'mon, Cousin, it was just gettin' good!".

The two of you stared, neither being the first to talk, not wanting to break. You huffed, rolling your eyes in annoyance. "You wanted to talk, talk, Carmen. I've got shit to do."

"Hey," Carmen's eyes flashed at you, his tone hard with an edge of warning. "You better watch your-"

"-No, you better watch your mouth with me. Watch what you say to me, Berzatto." You snapped, pointing a finger at him. "This isn't a fuckin' game, alright? I'm mad at you. Actually fuckin' mad at you."

Carmen's stomach turned, swallowing the guilt rising with the bile in his throat. "I... I'm sorry-"

"-Sorry isn't going to work this time, Carmen. It's always sorry. Always I didn't fuckin' mean to, I got busy." You snapped, arms wrapping over your torso. "You always do this, but our anniversary? You forgot our anniversary?"

"No, I didn't forget." Carmen ran a hand down his face. "I got you flowers and-and the bracelet-"

"-And that was very nice, Carmen, but you weren't there." You snapped, the finality in his tone making his rebuttal dissolve in his mouth. The hurt in your eyes, rounding and pitiful, soft and pleading with him. You were angry, but you were hurt, too.

His shoulders deflated, breath leaving his lungs. "You're right," Carmen nodded slowly. "No, you're-you're right, and-and-and I'm... Fuck, I'm so sorry, baby." Carmen said sincerely, eyes shining with sincerity. "I... I got caught up and I-I shouldn't have even been working that day, I just..."

"I know." You muttered, looking down at the desk, a framed picture of the two of you in Copenhagen at your wedding ceremony. Carmen in his suit, you in your dress, happy and smiling with the breathtaking scenery behind you.

Carmen could feel the guilt growing in his chest, palms sweating and heart racing, the panic to fix it- to do something. "How much longer do you have?" Carmen asked, nodding towards your laptop.

"Just a few more things to edit." You looked at your paused work. "Why?"

"Let me... Let me make it right." Carmen sighed, shaking hands fumbling towards his apron.

"Carmen, you can't leave-"

"-Yeah, yeah, I can." Carmen nodded, pulling the door out and calling for Sydney. "Can you cover tonight, Chef?"

"Uh, yeah, yeah, I can." Sydney nodded.

"I got it too, Cousin-" Carmen shut the door before he could hear Richie's full comment, sure something smart ass would be included.

"Let's go out." Carmen looked at you. "A make up. Please?"

You folded your arms, pouting lightly. "'m not dressed for going out."

"What're you talkin' about? You look beautiful, c'mon." Carmen shook his head lightly at you, shoving his clothes into his bag, pulling out his spare.

You tried not to drool at the sight of his chest. You'd missed him, you really had. It was a shame the lingerie went to waste.

Carmen pulled you out of the restaurant, hand on your waist, holding you close to his side. It wasn't the fancy reservations you'd planned, no Michelin star restaurants with expensive wine. No, instead, he took you to some a rooftop restaurant, one with the vibey aesthetic you always cooed at on Instagram. Sitting and sharing pretzels and greasy food, snuggled into Carmen's side while he ordered dessert. Giggling when he fed you the brownie sundae, tilting your head back with his fingers cradling your jaw lightly. It was simple, romantic, and fun. Made your heart swell, clinging to him the whole way home.

And when you got home? Carmen was in heaven. Letting you show him what he missed a few days earlier.

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quinn hughes x nhl player!reader

note: I really liked the request and even though im not super proud of this im learning that not everything has to be perfect as long as it's enjoyable for y'all to read

After spending two weeks with Y/n’s parents in Montreal, the couple made their way to the lake house. They were now getting close to the house so of course Y/n was thinking of everything that could ever possibly go wrong. Y/n had met Quinn’s family before, but they weren’t really official at that time, only having met them after games but with the possibility of cameras around it wasn’t what she wanted it to be. But now that she was staying with them for the summer it was time to make a good impression.

“But you’ve already met them.” “Well yeah, but that was just as your teammate… who you occasionally slept with, but now they’re meeting me as your girlfriend. It’s completely different.” “Clearly.” “I don’t appreciate your attitude.” “I was agreeing with you!” “No you weren’t.” They playfully fought back and forth a little more before Quinn pulled into the driveway of the infamous lake house.

Y/n was right, meeting them was different this time. Instead of a quick ‘hello’ then going on her way she was cooking dinners with Ellen, talking to Jim about off-season training, and spending days with the group on the lake.

For once everything was good. And she was so thankful, she was with the man she loved, without herself in her own way of that. And he loved her back.

They’d been out on the lake for a while now, a couple were jumping in now that they were in a good spot. Y/n stood from where she sat next to Quinn and took off her shirt, which was actually one of Quinn’s old UMich shirts.

Subtly Quinn looks her up and down, admiring her body in her bikini, he notices the string on the side of her hip, seeming to want to come loose. He stops her wordlessly with a hand on the inside of her thigh and softly he pulls her more in front of him. Y/n seemed unbothered as she continued talking to Trevor who was in the water.

Luke glanced over hearing the girl’s laugh, as well as Trevor’s loud voice that was unmistakable, he watched his brother turn the girl so he could tie the otherside tighter and gave her a tap on her ass when he was done.

The small moment, something that seemed meaningless, meant so much. The way Y/n was so comfortable, not for a second questioning why her boyfriend was messing with the strings of her bikini in public. And the way Quinn gave the action no thought. It made Luke hope he found that. Someone he was effortlessly comfortable with.

Y/n came back from the bathroom, deciding instead of sitting back on the chair to sit on Quinn’s lap. She was tired and needed the touch of her boyfriend, she knew he wasn’t big on pda but being this tired she wasn’t really thinking.

Quinn didn’t think too much of it, taking his phone into one hand and spreading his arms for her to sit. She sat sideways on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck then giving him a forehead kiss before laying her head on his chest. He also gave her a forehead kiss when she settled after he pushed the hair out of her face.

“Hi.” “Hi.”

Jack turned his head after hearing the loving couple muttering to each other. Quinn had ever been this comfortable with pda from a girl in front of him ever. He couldn’t hear what they were saying but the smile on Quinn’s face and Y/n hiding her in his brother’s neck, he assumed he didn’t want to know.

His assumption was proven right when Quinn lifted both of them from the couch and said they were going to ‘bed’. He couldn’t take his eyes away from them, he could tell Quinn was so happy.

“He’s happy.” Jack said, glancing at Luke who was sitting next to him, Luke without looking away from the video game he was playing said, “Yeah he is. Y/n’s good for him.”

Lining up her shot, focusing and trying very hard to tune out the noise in the room as she plays pool against Luke. Softly hitting the white ball just enough for it to hit the striped ball into the corner pocket. Luke then circled the table, trying to find a shot. Y/n was smiling, she could tell she was going to win.

Quinn was on the other side of the room, he sat on the couch only half-listening to the conversation he was in with Jack and Brady. He couldn’t help it, he loved seeing his girl smiling, and he really loved seeing her get close to his brother’s.

“Q! Bro, were you listening?” “Kinda.” He replied to his brother’s annoying interruption from his favourite pass-time; watching Y/n smile and listening to her laugh. Getting a hit on his knee by said annoying brother he breaks his gaze from the girl to look back at the boys.

“What?” Brady was no longer there, unbeknownst to the man Jack had politely shooed Brady off, he got it he had a brother. “Damn, don’t have to be so annoyed. I just wanted to say I was happy for you. And that except for the fact that she loves you, she seems really cool.” “Aw gee, thanks.” “Me and Luke were talking when y’all went to ‘bed’ the other night. We both really like her.”

Even though they joke a lot, Jack and Luke’s opinion meant a lot to Quinn; they were brothers. And hearing he had his little brothers’ approval of the woman he loved made him really happy. Though he’d probably only admit that to his mom and Y/n.

“Thanks, man. Means a lot.” Jack got up with a nod and a pat on his brother’s back as he made his way to get another beer.

“Quinny! I won!” Her excited words cut Quinn from his thoughts, smiling when he saw how happy she was and moved her name up on the pool leaderboard.

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majirosanomikey · 2 years

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Bakugou falling in love with stranger & camera crew Y/N

Like, imagine it's one of those interview cooking shows. He's so focused the whole time. Only lifting his head to watch the competition, answer questions, but most importantly the tasting part.

He's just waiting for the compliments when he's watching everyone eat but when you come up to try the food he's completely frozen. He's STARING like seriously staring so hard he doesn't hear your compliments.

So after the interview is done he goes around looking for you. Why? He doesn't know himself. But he knows you're on set somewhere.

When he finds you near the wardrobe section he stops. What was he even gonna say to you? Why did he look for you? What is he doing? All this over some pretty rando?

But he walks up to you anyway determined to talk. "Oh hey star chef, you ready to change?" (Oh yeah, you're the wardrobe person.) "Yeah." He cringed at how early he replied. "Cool, your clothes are in changing room 4, if you would bring back the clothes you're wearing now that would be great!"

"Nice, did you like it?" He asked not ready to leave without hearing your compliment. You stand there confused thinking this might be a pick-up line of some sort. "What?"

"The food."

"OH yeah! I said it was amazing, you didn't hear the poetry I recited about how good it was?"

"No?" Now he's a little upset he wasn't paying attention.

"Well it was delicious, you had a chance with a culinary career." You say going back to work. "Nice." Bakugou mumbles. He thinks about it all day after that. He's never been obsessed with one compliment before.

That company is the ONLY company he's interviewed with twice. This time he's determined to get your number.

Bonus: Bakugou camera/microphone crew Y/N

This time it isn't a cooking video it's just a normal sitting interview.

He's straight out of the changing room and you come up to him to install the microphone onto his clothes. He doesn't notice at first, so used to his process. It's when you look up at him to ask a question he's aware of how pretty you are.

"Is that uncomfortable?" You ask bent down slightly.

He stares for a moment longer than he should and just says the first thing he can think of.

"Yeah, can you slack it a little more?" He's lying, it's just fine even if wasn't he's so used to the feeling he probably wouldn't have noticed. You do as you're told none the wiser. Suddenly he's so aware of how and where you touching him. Your hands are so warm as you move the cable.

"Is that better?" You ask again. As much as he doesn't want to he nods his head because, at the end of the day, he needs to do the interview.

You smile at him and move away so the makeup team can do their work. You appear again while the interview goes on adjusting and monitoring the microphones on set. Perhaps this was a bad idea because you distracted the whole interview.

Constantly asking the interviewer to repeat their question cause he was looking off at you. This was gonna be all over the media but he couldn't care less as he approaches you after to ask for your number.

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creedslove · 7 months

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You wanna know what was going on through my kid just because I saw a stupid tiktok? Joel and reader being in a relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend and him accidentally calling her his wife and her reaction or the other way round 🫠🫠🫠

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: anon, that's crazy because I'd just seen that video on tiktok and then you sent me this ask! How cool is it? I gotta confess I saw one guy being extremely rude to his gf so I hope he's not even her bf anymore, luckily, our Joel would never do that to us 🥰

• okay Joel doesn't really understand those titktok trends, as much as you and Sarah might try to explain it to him, he's always a little bit 🧐☝️ about it

• but this one calling your boyfriend-girlfriend husband/wife was actually pretty nice and he thought it was sweet

• although, he didn't know it was a trend at first, when you did it, he thought it was pretty nice, it made him feel special even if he wasn't going to really admit it

• you were both in the living room, too hungry to skip dinner but also too lazy to actually cook something, so you suggested ordering a pizza, and Joel thought it was kinda odd you actually called the pizza place, knowing you would always prefer to text them

• either way, he was just lazily watching tv after you both talked through the pizza flavors you would order: pepperoni and margherita

"... Yeah, thank you... That'd be great, margherita for me and pepperoni for my husband..."

• you causally said which caused Joel to widen his eyes, he wasn't expecting it to hear from your mouth the word husband at the same time he didn't expect his heart to race and flutter in his chest

• he shyly grinned and wrapped his arms around your body, not saying anything, just imagining what it would be like to actually be your husband, and he truly enjoyed it

• he pulled you closer, kissing your lips gently and caressing your cheek, once you hung up the phone, he looked at you with those chocolate brown eyes of his and smiled

"so you want me to be your husband, darling?"

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mayaflowerxs · 1 year

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hii! if u don't mind, can u do meandom!jaemin && softdom!jisung threesome please? :D

SHARING IS CARING

Synopsis: Loving you in secrecy is a lot harder than Jisung thought it’d be. Especially when your boyfriend is his possessive best friend. But maybe Jaemin’s kink for voyeurism may just be the way to your pants & possible heart.

Warning: Smut! / swear word usage, voyeurism kink, exhibition, est. relationship, threesome, creampies, dirty talking, and name calling, Jisung is a lovesick pup. (Not the best im so sorry!)

Pairing: Jaemin x f!reader x Jisung

Loud banging can be heard from downstairs. What was supposed to be a movie night soon turned into a sex marathon upstairs in Jaemin’s room. A part of the guys wanted to be understanding, okay yeah it has been a long time since there has been any alone time spent with you but to do it when everyone’s home? Jesus.

None of them really had the energy to get dressed and go out and hoped that maybe turning up the volume would heard. But to their dismay it only got louder upstairs. To say Jaemin was a beast would be an understatement, but to make it even more interesting. It wasn’t even just you and him up there, but one other person as well.

Their maknae.

“Fuck Jisung faster!“ They can hear you shout, the bed frame smacking into the thin wall over and over again. The guys send each other look, a silent agreement. “Movie theaters?” Mark makes the effort to speak up first. “Yeah sure.” A chorus was made as they are quick to drop everything and leave as soon as possible. Leaving with a loud slam on the door but that wasn’t going to stop the sinful actions going on in your boyfriends room.

Your relationship with Jaemin is for the most part not an open relationship. He’s made it very clear you’re all his, so to explain how you managed to get dicked down by both him and his roommate is just a bit confusing. Before you began dating the boy, it had been made painfully obvious both him and Jisung has had a massive crush on you.

So much it even almost broke up their friendship. Luckily though, Jisung had managed to ‘move on’ which in some parts he did. You fell for Jaemin and so he congratulated the two of you when you made it official. It wasn’t up until a month before their upcoming comeback did all those feelings for you start spiraling back up again. The two of you hung out more, you played video games with him as look as he let you give him a makeover. You forced him to go shopping with him and he forced you on scary rollercoaster rides in return. It should’ve been platonic but when he saw how the wind brushed your hair back, your perfume hitting his nostrils and the festivals bright colorful lights hit you as the moon cascaded down. He knew in that moment that maybe he wasn’t completely over you. And that was going to cause a problem all over again.

To hide it was even worse. Seeing you get all cuddly with Jaemin only made him yearn for you all the more. He watched how the two of you cooked and fed each other food. How you sat on his lap and played with his hair. To wear matching clothes and taking photo sessions with his camera. And when he got you to himself, he was foolish to feed himself to the same standards. Thinking it was okay to inch closer to you at the dinner table.

To hold your hand just as you’re about to cross on a busy road. To lend you his hoodies just so they’d smell like you when you gave them back and to pull you into his side when you got scared. Smiling fondly at you when you painted his nails and combed his hair. All of which did not go unnoticed by Jaemin himself. As much as Jaemin considers Jisung as his brother, there is a tiny flaw he has.

And that’s how insanely possessive he is. And to have to watch Jisung shamelessly flirt with you only irked him. He can’t blame you though, you’re gorgeous and the sweetest person ever. Who wouldn’t love you? And okay, so maybe he was a little out of line when he suddenly turned you around and smashed his lips on top of yours while you were mid conversation with Jisung. And a little out of line, when he smirked as he watched Jisung clear his throat uncomfortably and walk off into the comfort of his room.

But you were his. It was thought that the two of them had finally gotten past this. Over the course of the next few weeks you noticed how much more clinger Jaemin got. Pulling you into his lap every chance he got. Kissing your neck and murmuring lewd things in your ear. Slapping your ass each time you walked past him and of course in front of Jisung so that he knew, you were his. Jaemin thought he was doing all of this because of jealousy. Well at least that’s how it all started out as.

But that all changed the day you and him were alone in the dorms. At least that’s what you thought. You hadn’t noticed Jisung was in fact the only other person home, he had just been too preoccupied on his pc to care who was with him. It has been a long time since the two of you have had a proper day to relax. You decided why not?

Yet another loss Jisung gets in his game. Just as he’s about to press begin, he hears it. Staggered breathing, pants, groans, a bed squeaking and a slight banging on the door. As he takes off the head set his eyes widen at the realization that you were having sex with Jaemin in the room next door to his. He couldn’t believe it, a part of him felt his heart break but the majority felt curious. Wondering how you looked in such a vulnerable state. Are you just as beautiful as you always are? Of course you must be, the rushing thoughts of seeing you naked, hair disheveled and sweaty as you’re struggling to catch your breath while also begging for more made him make the irrational decision to get off his gaming chair and leave his room.

He planned to plant his ear up the door but when he sees it was actually slightly cracked open, he froze. ‘No this is wrong!’ But the closer he got the louder and more clearer he heard from you. After much conflict with himself, he did in fact get closer and boy did his imagination not do you justice. Legs pushed up to your chest, his best friend’s large hands gripping them as he focused on pounding into you. Forehead scrunched as he sets a brutal pace to your sopping cunt. Your body glistened with sweat, the ray of sunlight that pierced through the window made you glow so dearly. Your hair was scattered all over the bed but your skin. Your skin was bruised with Jaemin’s love bites that he made sure to be prominent for days despite your protests.

“Fuck Jaemin I can’t!” You cry out, hands desperately gripping the sheets as you hear your essence squelch with every hard thrust he makes. “Yes you can, fucking take it.” Jisung didn’t expect the harsh tone that falls out of his best friends mouth. To see how aggressive his thrusts were, how easily he manhandled you. Turning your body around, pressing your face down on the comforter as he returned to pounding you again. A hand gripping your hair, leaning down to suck even more hickies on your neck. Jisung felt slightly embarrassed by how easily turned on he’s getting. To feel the tight restriction in his pants the more he watches you be drilled into by his best friend.

Boy if only he knew that Jaemin was aware of his presence. And that there was a slightly possibility that the reason he began to fuck you like a madman was for Jisung’s perverted eyes.

And that he knew Jisung had been palming himself.

Jaemin couldn’t get that day out of his head. He couldn’t help but smirk when he encountered Jisung a few minutes after having sex with you and seeing how flustered he was. Feigning innocence. Even saying he wasn’t even aware that the two of you were even home and that he was too busy playing games. Jaemin knew, and he also knew that having Jisung watch turned Jaemin on a lot more than he would have liked.

He’d been bouncing back and forth with the idea of him possibly joining the two of you some time. And while he struggles to find reasons why he shouldn’t, he sees how much much closer Jisung gets with you. Boundaries he sure as hell knows he’s crossing. To catch Jisung shamelessly checking you out, smirking each time you grin at him and at some point even picked you up and throwing the both of you into the pool. Jaemin bites the inside of his cheek when he sees how turned on Jisung was when you clutched onto him. Your boobs pressed into his chest, and if he even thinks to look down he might just get motorboated by them. Your legs wrapped around his waist, having to bite his lip in order to prevent a moan from falling out his mouth you grind on him. Your thin bikini causing friction on his shorts that now, have a large dent in them.

Finally one night, he pops the question to you.

“What do you think of Jisung?” He said as you were cuddled up this side. “Jisung? Well he seems lovely, very funny. Why?” “If I allowed him to have sex with you would you?” Eyes bulging, you sit up with a look of shock on your face. “What?” You laugh nervously. “Tell me not you’re aware that he has a massive crush on you, not even that he’s in love with you.” Your face begins to heat up at the sudden news, “What? Jisung no way. We’re just friends-“ “That’s how we started off.”

“Okay but that’s different.” “No it’s not, before we started going out the two of us couldn’t even get along because we liked you so much.” “..really?” Nodding he sits up and takes ahold of your hands. “He loves you just as much as I do.” He sends you a soft smile in which you return.

“Which is why…if I were to talk about let’s say a threesome?” Chuckling nervously, you shrug your shoulders. “I don’t know..I mean Jisung is attractive and I would be lying if I said there hasn’t been some sort of tension when he gets close to me.”

“Ah so you were aware that he’s been getting a lot closer to you then?” He raises a brow at you. “Well yeah! I mean who wouldn’t?” Shaking his head he grins and leans in for a kiss in which you gladly give him. “My dirty little slut, I bet you wondered how he is in bed.” Seeing your cheeks reddening he scoffs and holds your jaw. “Would you like that mhm? To have him fuck that little pussy of yours?” Feeling a small moan escape your mouth you nod slightly. “Words baby you know I hate the silence.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes I’d like him to fuck my little pussy.”

“Good.”

Jisung was sure Jaemin was fucking with him. There was no way the most possessive man on the planet was actually allowing him in on a threesome with him and you. The same man that had ‘accidentally’ sent him a sex tape of the two of you going at it like bunnies in a public bathroom. The same man that verbally told him upfront and proudly to him the day he fingered you in the movie theaters and how he you sucked him off during the ride home. With your consent of course.

Jaemin who made each every opportunity to rub it in the youngster’s face that no matter how much he wished, he wasn’t the one who’s dating you. And nonetheless the one making love to you very night.

“You’re messing with me right?” Jisung chuckles nervously at him.

But the serious look on Jaemin’s face was a clear give away that he was in fact not messing with him. “I know you spied on us having sex.” “W-What?” Rolling his eyes, Jaemin huffs and takes the seat in front of his band mate. “Look I already spoke to y/n and she’s on board.” “Really?” Jisung couldn’t prevent himself from getting a little too excited by the news. But to know you actually would be all for having sex with him made the fluttering feelings compile back up in his stomach. “Don’t look too excited.” His smile falters.

“I call the shots and just because I’m allowing you to spend a night with her doesn’t mean she’s yours. Got that?” Struggling to come up with an answer, Jaemin stands up and goes to make his way out. “Of course if that’s a problem for you then I can always get someone else to replace you-“

“No!” Falling back into his seat, he composes himself. “I’m..I got it. I’m in.” Jaemin smirks and nods, “alright, she’ll be here tomorrow. She likes creampies so don’t jerk yourself off before then.” And like that he’s gone. Jisung groans and falls into the comfort of his bed. He knew what he was doing by telling him that, it’s like he likes torturing him. And having that thought run in his head, imagining you full of his cum, god did that leave him with a painful erection for the rest of the night.

To say he wasn’t nervous would be a lie. He was, every night he wondered how it’d be like to have you so close to him. To feel every inch of you and love you like you have always been his. A part of him still thinks it’s all some fucked up prank but when the day finally comes and you arrive.

It didn’t take long to have him locked in Jaemin’s room with you in nothing but a very thin and revealing lingerie. And although Jaemin wasn’t kidding, he was on the other hand a big meanie. Forcing Jisung to do nothing but watch for the first fifteen minutes of you on your knees sucking him off. His large hand on your hair as he forced you to take every inch of him. Slightly choking but quick to level yourself. Immediate to start sucking him again. “Look how damn needy you are for me. What a fucking cock slut.” Jaemin hisses, forcing you to look up at him. Your mouth open, he spits into it and forced you back on his dick. When he notices your hand make it’s way down to your pussy, he laughs fakely. “You feeling excited baby? Love the idea of having someone watch you suck me off like a bitch in heat?”

Pulling you off him, he turns you around to face Jisung who sits there with a big dent in his pants. “You like having Jisung watch you act like a slut?” “So much!” You shriek out when you feel Jaemin beginning to rub your clit furiously. Squirming in his lap, he wraps his other arm to keep you sat on his lap. “Look at him, don’t you dare look elsewhere while I’m making you come on my fingers.” Hands on the arm chair are clenched tightly, your clit getting sensitive the more Jaemin continues to rub. “Tell him how good it feels.” He says in your ear.

“God it feels so good Jisung!” His hands currently gripping the bed sheets, he groans as he stared at you unfolding at the seams. Trying your hardest to not break eye contact but it’s very hard the closer your getting to your climax. “How bad do you want him?” Jaemin tells you. “I need him badly Jaem!” “What do you want from him?” A short scream escapes you when he suddenly forces three fingers into your cunt. Thrusting with no reason to slow down. “I want his dick Jaem! Please Jisungie I need to suck your cock!”

Jaemin laughs at your state, “My little cock slut.” He presses a tender kiss on your cheek. A complete stark contrast from the abuse he’s doing on your poor heat. “Let’s see, Jisungie are you gonna let her suck your cock?” He gulps and nods. Standing up slowly and making his way over to you. Watching as your moans getting louder. “I’m close! So close!” Jaemin slows down which causes you to whine, a loud slap is heard. A red hand print on your ass, “Undo his pants baby.” Obliging, you unbutton his jeans and proceed to tug them down. He helps you and when he’s finally released, he slightly hisses when the sudden cold air hits him. He’s rock hard, and has your mouth salivating. “Go ahead, suck.” Jeamin pushes your head down to his dick.

And you do. You rip a loud groan out of Jisung when you kick one long stripe up from the base to his tip. Puppy eyes you make, something you always do to Jaemin that always has him fucking your throat. Knowing he’d explode his entire load inside your mouth. And that’s exactly what you want from Jisung. “Look at her.” Jaemin tells him. And he does, his hand goes to softly stroke your cheek as you jerk him off and focus your kitten licks on his red angry tip. The sudden harsh smack on your ass has you squealing but they’re muffled when your mouth is too preoccupied with Jisung’s dick. The vibration feels great around him, so much he begins to softly thrust into your mouth. Not wanting to hurt you. “That’s it, keep sucking him.” You hear a zipper and soon ruffling. Jaemin was taking off his pants and so you lift yourself just the tiniest bit to help him. But you’re so focused on making Jisung feel good. Loving how blissful he looks, his head thrown back the more you bob your head. Purposefully gagging on him that you don’t hear Jaemin command you to sit back down on him.

So he takes the liberty to do it for you, but when he does. You don’t expect to sit down on his dick. Forcing himself deep into your abdomen, filling you up full. Your tight walls quick to wrap themselves around him. “Fuck! Pussy still too tight shit..” Jaemin grunts. He was right, since the two of you have been dating. You’ve had sex for well over a hundred times and still you stay to be nice and tight for him. Even on the days you cock warm him. “Bounce on it slut.”

Jisung’s chest was heaving the faster you sucked him. Looking down and seeing your pretty tits bounce along with your movements. To watch how you lose yourself on Jaemin’s cock. A sight for sore eyes. It’s all heavenly that he can’t hold it in much longer, “Close..” he’s barely able to let out. He’s shocked to see you made no effort to pull away from him and instead you kept hollowing your cheeks around him. Fondling with his balls until finally he shot his load in the back of your throat. Watching you as you swallowed all of it, wiping the part that slipped out of your mouth only to lick it clean. “Fuck..” Jisung can’t help but say out loud. He watched how you sit up and raise your arms to pull him closer. And when he lets you, his eyes widen when you wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him in for a kiss. Tasting himself on your lips, a bit salty and yet it only made him hard again.

When he pulls away, Jaemin pulls you off his dick. “On the bed baby.” He slaps your bum once more before you do. “How about we show Jisung how loud you can truly get yeah?” He grins at the thought and pulls you at the edge of the bed. “Yes please!” Throwing your head back when he pushes himself back in again. You’re put back into Jaemin’s favorite position and as you look over at Jisung you notice it may just be his as well. Jaemin pushing your legs until they’re by your chest, pressing you together as it’s more leverage for him to fuck into you harder. Skin on skin clapping reverberates off the walls. The bed constantly getting fucked on its beginning to creak with every thrust made. Your moans won’t stop getting louder and suddenly feeling Jisung’s lips on yours is all too much for you to focus clearly.

By the time Jaemin rips an orgasm out of you, overstimulated and clearly sensitive he cares too little and instead demands Jisung to sit down on the chair he was previously sitting on. Carrying you up and placing you on his lap, “Bounce.”

When Jisung notices the tears beginning to spill he worries he had hurt you. About ready to call it all off but he stops when you start to repeat, over and over again like a mantra, “love your cock! Love it so much!” If he wasn’t so engulfed with pleasure at the moment then he would have grown shy about it. But he can’t think of anything other than your tight gummy walls. He looks down and groans upon the sight of your abdomen. The slight dent his tip creates the more you take him. And when you cling on him, tits in his face he can’t help but lean in and suck. Sucking until there’s a visible bruise, and before he knows it he doesn’t stop and that only gets you to fuck him harder. “Shit!” He yells out when you tighten around him. His mind growing fuzzy, he thinks he’s losing his conscious. He’s never felt this much pleasure before, nothing his hand could ever compete.

Suddenly, Jisung is no longer paying much mind to what Jaemin has to say. He picks you up and lays you on the bed. Ramming into you with passion and need. Unlike Jaemin, he’s fucking you to prove his undying love for you. Unfortunately this may be his only time to really show you how he’s feeling. And as much as he’s like to have sex with you for the fun of it, he has to take the opportunity to reveal his true feelings for you. Knowing he can never do that verbally.

Jaemin sees this but doesn’t interject. He’s made his intentions clear and he knows Jisung’s a good enough guy to not do anything to ruin what he has with you. So he sits back and watches how Jisung kisses your body with delicacy. Hands rubbing your skin and grinding himself in you making sure you feel all of him inside you. Leaving hickey after hickey. And when he lifts your leg and throws it over his shoulder. He pounds you until you’re seeing stars. Leaning closer to kiss you, losing himself to the taste of your lips as you cling onto him. Almost as if you need him to survive and that only feeds his love for you.

His hand falls down to find your clit. Loving the sound of your high pitched moans at the feeling of him rubbing furiously on your sensitive nub. Pressing soft kisses to your face, he leans towards your ear and whispers. “Come for me princess.” The pet name was new, and to have him so close, so deep. You lose yourself in his embrace. But you do more than just come.

Chest heaving rapidly and body shaking with the intense orgasm, you spill all over the comforter as Jisung continues to rub. You were squirting for him, and so much his dick was completely drenched in your essence. All of it was overwhelming, and before he knew it. He too was coming, and hard.

“Oh shit! Shit!” Along with Jaemin’s, he spurts his load inside you. Groaning when he looks down and sees both his and Jaemin’s load falling out of your fucked out hole. Feeling himself grow soft inside you, he whines by the sensitivity of his dick when he goes to pull out of you. You were too tired out, going in and out of a slumber but that wasn’t stopping Jaemin. Pushing the younger boy out of the way, he spreads your legs apart and dives right into your messy cunt.

“Fuck Jaemin!” You shake in ecstasy. “Please no more!” Slapping your thigh when you try to close your legs around his head. You hear his slurping bounce off the walls. Sucking and licking figure eights on your clit. And when he finally does let go of you, his chin glistens with yours and their essences.

The three of you try to catch each other’s breaths. “Shower time.” Jaemin simply tells you, feeling your pussy flutter at the meaning of that. Turning to face Jisung, he ignores the small look of hope that he may get invited.

“Alright thanks for coming, bye bye now.”

“But ! —“ slamming the door in his face, Jaemin turns to pick you up and over to the bathroom where he’d busy himself in fucking you all over again until you’re seeing white.

So maybe sharing you with Jisung wasn’t so bad after all.

He wonders if maybe allowing him to love you openly wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

After all, he does know how to fuck like a pro if he’s managed to get you to squirt for him.

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"You Know I Mountain Dew It For Ya" | Spencer Agnew x Reader | Pt. 7

Pt. 7: To destress

Your week was stressful to say the least. This shootblock had you in almost double the amount of videos than usual. This meant you really only got to see Spencer professionally, your usual chill banter and leisurely hang outs put on the back burner to focus on more career oriented things.

You’ve said it a million times before, you love your job, but man you couldn’t wait for this week to end. It wasn’t just you feeling the stress either, the whole company was stressed. There were multiple big things happening and it was crunch time. Vidcon was coming up, merch was releasing soon, and both pit and games were announcing new series.

Everyone was a little frazzled but the payoff would be amazing. The company was making big strides and you couldn’t be mad at that. However, you hadn’t had a movie night or dinner or anything with anyone, let alone Spencer, and your mood was beginning to sour. Your sociable personality thrived off of being around those you love, and when the only time with them was at your job–no matter how fun and silly it may be– you didn’t feel your best.

This wasn’t going unnoticed by Spencer either. It wasn’t until today that Spencer knew you needed a break, and bad. You had walked into the office later than usual, dark circles under your eyes that your makeup couldn’t quite hide and the biggest redbull Spencer has ever seen.

You were by no means late but you didn’t get to the office when you wanted to. First your alarm didn’t go off then the elevator in your apartment was closed and to top it all off the traffic was exponentially worse today due to some construction on your usual route. To say you were over it was an understatement.

You threw your bag down next to your desk, immediately opening your computer and getting to work, hoping that you could finish any digital tasks before your shoot and take a nap. It was your last shoot day of the week thankfully. You could see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it was shaped like your bed.

“You really can’t say anything about my kickstarts now.” Spencer teased, brushing a stray piece of hair out of his eye.

“Yeah well I got no sleep last night, my neighbors decided they had to get in an argument at 2 am.” You sighed, “Oh! And the construction at 6 am.”

“Oof, that sounds rough.” Spencer sympathized, “Come over tonight, there's no construction or arguing neighbors by me.”

Seeing your reluctance at anything distracting this week he continued, “I’ll make you dinner… I’ll order us dinner.” He added, seeing your grimace when he mentioned his cooking. “Come on, you need to relax and clearly your place isn’t providing that.”

You thought for a moment. It did sound nice, Spencer lived in a nice area, admittedly much quieter than yours. “Okay, that sounds great actually.”

Relieved at your agreement he gave your shoulder a squeeze, “Perfect, okay I gotta run. I’ll see you later then, good luck with today, you’re gonna kill it.”

You sent him one last smile before he walked off, jogging to catch up with Emily.

—

Spencer had told you to come over around 7. This gave you enough time to go home and nap before taking a shower. Feeling refreshed, you texted Spencer saying you were on your way.

It didn’t take long for you to arrive at Spencer's apartment. You stopped at a convenience store on your way, picking up some snacks and drinks for the night.

Knocking on his door you could hear the faint sound of music, muffled through the thick wood. After about a minute he opened the door.

“Hey, Y/N” Spencer said, letting you walk in, his hand brushing the small of your back as he ushered you in. “Nice shirt.” He noted, seeing it was one of his.

You noticed his apartment was particularly clean, the usual few cups and empty bowls scattered around his kitchen were nowhere to be found, tucked away in their respective cabinets. You set your bag down on a barstool, pulling another one out to sit on.

“Did you clean today?” You asked, peering around the room. “Is that a candle I smell? You hate candles.”

Spencer blushed, fiddling with a strap of your bag to avoid eye contact. “Well, yeah. I don’t like candles but you do.”

You smiled, wondering how you got so lucky to have such a thoughtful friend.

“What?” He asked, feeling your gaze on the side of his face.

“You are just the sweetest,” You gushed, standing up and throwing your arms around his shoulders, “Thank you Spence.”

He settled his hands around your hips, pulling you in a little closer as he gently rubbed circles on your side. You could have stayed like this forever, and you would have if another knock on the door hadn’t interrupted you.

“One sec.” Spencer said, untangling himself from you to get the door. He returned a few minutes later holding a large bag you recognized as being from your ramen place. “Let's eat.”

You settled on the couch, ramen bowls in hand as Spencer grabbed your drinks and turned on the tv, putting on a random episode of some show that was inevitably going to be ignored.

—

The remnants of your dinner were on the coffee table, your legs swung over Spencers as you joked and laughed, Spencer telling a story from college.

“Okay I have another idea,” He explained, getting up from the couch and walking to the kitchen. “It’s totally up to you but I did stop and get some things that might help you destress a little.”

He walked back into the living room, his hands behind his back. “I got your favorite wine but! I also got some edibles. I think either would be great.”

“I have to drive home Spence, I can’t” You frowned, wishing you could stay and have fun with Spencer.

“Just stay the night, easy.” Spencer responded, like it was the simplest thing in the world.

“I don’t have any clothes”

“You aren’t filming tomorrow, you can wear something of mine,” He countered, “Plus I probably have something of yours around here with how much you’re over.”

You contemplated it for a minute before you thought fuck it, you deserve to unwind tonight. “Okay, I’ll stay, hand over those edibles.”

Spencer laughed before opening the package and handing it to you to pick your poison. You grabbed two gummies and popped them in your mouth before handing the package back to Spencer, eyeing him as he grabbed one for himself.

“Now the night’s getting started.” you laughed, excited to feel the high and giggle with your best friend.

—

“You remember when you buzzed your hair?” You asked, Spencer’s head laying on your lap.

“I do.”

“You ever gonna do that again?”

“Not sure.”

“You shouldn’t” You replied, giggling a little as you twirled one of his curls around your finger. “I like your curls, I think they’re really cute.”

He laughed a little, adjusting his glasses to look up at you.

“I like your beard too, it’s at a good length, I like the scruff.” You scratched his cheek before patting it lovingly.

He noticed you were much more touchy tonight. Of course, part of this was the effects of the edible floating around your mind, and he loved it. You were his favorite person and wanted nothing more than to spend everyday like this.

Alex’s words came to mind as he thought about you. “One sided my ass, she’s totally into you, has been forever”. Maybe it was the edible talking but he decided he had to know.

“You’re my best friend, and nothing can change that.” He began, sitting up and scooting next to you.

“Awe Spency,” You cooed, grabbing his hand in your own, “You’re my best friend too.”

“But I’m not sure that’s really what I want.” He looked down at your interlocked fingers.

“What do you mean?” You asked, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

“I just can’t keep doing this.” Spencer said, removing his hand from yours and adjusting his position to look at you more directly.

“What?”

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how enhypen would confess to you

-> pairing : enha x gn!reader

-> words count : 4.3k

-> genre : fluff, enhypen members crushing on you

-> warnings : heart fluttering

-> sorry if i made any mistakes, english is not my first language

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated !

-> masterlist | enha masterlist

LEE HEESEUNG - SERIOUS

this man is a menace.

like, he’s flirty, but that's not a normal amount of flirty, it’s like he’s the master of it.

this video of him keeping eye contact with this girl when they were performing at a school still haunts me (please, i hope you know what i’m talking about so i don’t look like i’m crazy about this man).

so yeah, heeseung definitely knows how to riize someone up.

that’s why he tried to flirt with you at the beginning of your friendship (but you rejected him).

but you discovered more and more about each other and you ended up being besties.

what you didn’t know was that heeseung never gave up the idea of going out with you one day.

besides that, he’s very protective over you, but not in a creepy way, more in a “keeping an eye on you” way.

always notices when you’re uncomfortable and runs to help you everytime.

he also nearly got a degree in knowing what you need before you even say it or think about it.

you had a bad day and didn’t tell him ? bet he would already know and be at your apartment, cooking for you when you come home that night.

but as much as he loves your relationship, he wants more.

and since flirting and hitting on you was not really efficient, he would try to be serious for once.

You hurried to your door when you heard someone knocking, the hoodie Heeseung had forgotten during your last movie night in your hands. He was in a rush, just passing by to get it before going to practice, so you quickly handed him the piece of clothing.

“- Here ! I washed it too, so you wouldn't have to !”

Heeseung took it back, making sure that his fingers brushed against yours when doing so and smirking at you.

“- You didn’t have to, but thank you, I don't know what I would do without you.”

You rolled your eyes at his teasing tone and flirty remark. You were used to it by now, but you didn’t take it personally as he acted like that with pretty much everyone. You shoved him playfully, a little smile stretching your lips anyway.

“- Stop it, you’re a grown man, and I’m not your mom.”

He had tried to make you understand so many times how he felt about you, tried to make you feel loved and admired and adored. But you were obviously not in the right state of mind. Heeseung could understand why. Maybe flirting was not the right option. Maybe he could have done a better job at showing you how special you were in his eyes.

“- I’m serious. I’m really serious, I swear. I know I joke a lot, but not this time. You really do so much for me, you’re always by my side and I don’t want that to change. I just… It was easier to make it seem like it wasn't a big deal when in fact, it had always been. I was serious all along. I really want to be with you.”

You were ready to laugh, and tease him for being so grave all of sudden, but all the snarky comments you could think of flew out of your mind at his confession. You shook your head, as if you couldn’t believe what you were hearing, and Heeseung was almost ready to apologize right away, thinking that he made you uncomfortable. You were always rejecting him after all, if that wasn’t enough of a sign, he didn’t know what was.

“- You’re an idiot Hee.

- I’m sor-

- I wanted you to be serious all along, I hoped you were because if you didn’t notice already, I like you.”

At this moment, you could swear that the brightness of his smile was overpowering the sun’s, practice long forgotten.

“does that mean i can tell you how beautiful you are without turning it into a joke ?”

PARK JONGSEONG - SOFT

he’s 100% husband material.

sugar daddy too, because don’t ever think about paying for anything when you’re together.

even when you simply mention needing or wanting this or that, he’ll hand you his card, not caring about the prize like woozi handing his black card to vernon just for him to buy bubbles lmao.

besides that, he’s a real gentleman.

grabbing your hand to help you get out of his car, holding the door for you, walking near the road on the sideway, carrying you if your shoes are hurting you during a night out, giving you his jacket or hoodie when you're cold, and the list goes on and on.

conclusion : jay is literally perfect.

so perfect that you think he’s out of your league, and he thinks the same about you, because you’re literally just as perfect in his eyes.

you too clicked immediately, sharing the same interests and point of view about so many things, it was impossible to miss the chemistry between the two of you.

that’s maybe why you ended up slow dancing together, a few minutes before the new year’s announcement.

you talked all night, danced to much more fun songs, but now, with his hand on your waist, yours around his neck, and looking intently into each other's eyes, everything around you seemed to disappear.

“- I know that I have not been there for you every time you needed me this year, but still, I was happy to spend another one by your side.”

You reciprocated Jay’s smile, shaking your head at his sweet words. He was always like that, and that made your heart flutter every time. How could anyone be so gentle and caring ? You didn’t know, but all you could do was enjoy his presence as long as he’ll want to stick with you.

“- You can’t be perfect all the time, that would be too hard to handle for you but also for me.”

Jay chuckled at your remark, still dancing with you at a much slower pace than a few minutes before. He was lost in your eyes, and he never wanted to escape from their hypnotic attraction. It felt like it was only the two of you, occulting all the people shouting and screaming around you.

“- And I’m really grateful to have you in my life too. You make everything so much better.”

You smiled at each other, and as if you were attracted like magnets, you leaned into a kiss. Jay didn’t hear the countdown to new year, he was only feeling you, and how he wished he had done this sooner. When you parted, forehead pressed against each other, you couldn't help smiling like idiots.

“- Happy new year Jay.”

“i think this one might be the best, because you’ll finally be mine.”

SIM JAEYUN - RAINY

he’s so funny fr.

like, the first time you met him, you ended up crying because he made you laugh too much.

he loved that you were always in the same funny mood as him.

you two definitely put yourself in a situation where one of you would crack a joke during a very serious event or moment, and both of you would crack up in laughter, unable to control yourself jake got in trouble after but it was worth it.

also, you were always teasing him right back, and he adores that you have a snappy remark ready to humble him every time.

besides making you giggle like a maniac, jake is a very good listener.

you can count on him to let you ramble for hours about your problems, and he never complains about it.

in fact, he enjoys these times when you two are a little more vulnerable, both of you opening up about your feelings.

i’m sure that he’ll wipe away your tears and run his fingers through your hair to calm you down.

he’s oblivious to his own feelings, that’s actually pathetic how down bad he is for you but don’t realize it.

and so are you - to his, not yours, you’re in fact very aware of how much your heart flutters whenever he’s near you - because i swear how do you not notice how lovingly he looks at you ??

anyway, i think one of the guys will finally have a conversation with him about you probably sunghoon because he’s sick of listening to jake talking about you non-stop.

and yeah, that’s how he realized how much he loved you and rushed under the rain, calling you on the way, and he sounded so panicked you went out with your umbrella to meet him halfway.

You see Jake running in the distance, but you still don’t understand what got within him. You couldn’t figure it out over the phone, with his shaky voice and the sound of the rain and wind blowing in the background. And him embracing you in a tight hug as soon as he reached you didn’t help you out at all. He was drenched, soaking your dry clothes with his wet ones, making you shiver.

“- Jake… Are you okay ? Why did you do that ? You’re gonna catch a cold without a jacket idiot ! Come here, I’ll make you a hot chocol- “

You didn’t get to finish your sentence before Jake kissed you passionately, your umbrella slowly slipping out of your hands, just for them to find their way to his hair while his were gripping your waist.

“- I love you. I love you Y/N… I’m sorry I didn’t realize it sooner, I was an idiot. I think that I just internalized the fact you were too perfect for me and just settled for what I think was the most I could ever have with you.”

Tears freely spilled out of his eyes now, and just as he does for you all the time, you wiped them away, not caring about the fact that they mingled with the drops of rain on his face. You smiled sweetly at him despite shivering, not knowing if it was because of his confession or the chilly weather.

“- You can have way more with me, you can have all you want because I love you too. I love you so much it started to hurt when you were so dense.

- I’m sorry, I'm so sorry for making you wait for so long darling, but I'm gonna make it up starting now. What do you think about wrapping ourselves in a warm blanket and cuddling for the rest of the day ?

- That sounds great”

Only his smile answered you, and another kiss placed on your lips before he picked up your umbrella on the ground, shielding you from the rain again. The joy overflowing in Jake’s heart proved to him just how much he had wanted you all along.

“let’s go home then, i want to hold you and kiss you until you get sick of me.”

PARK SUNGHOON - ANGRY

at first, i think he’ll be very cold near you, but to his surprise, that doesn’t deter you.

you always greet him and talk to him even if he’s not very reactive.

as time passed, it turns out it was just him not being very comfortable around people he doesn’t know, and he loosens up little by little, allowing you to discover his funny and warmer self.

now, he’s very sweet to you, not teasing you as much as the members partner privilege and you’re not even together.

sunghoon definitely takes you ice skating, and he has a lot of fun teaching you how to skate also an excuse to hold your hands, but that’s a secret.

he’ll laugh at you if you fall but after making sure you’re not hurt.

meanwhile you’re mesmerized when you see him on the rink, it’s like he’s floating around, and he’s so handsome too sorry, he’s been wrecking me hard lately.

he’s very special to you since the first day, but never seemed to acknowledge it so you kinda gave up on the idea after trying to leave some hints here and there.

so you started to date a lot, not caring about who it was as long as it keeps you from thinking about sunghoon.

but it doesn't, and he gets really jealous.

hearing you complain one more time about how shitty was the last guy you dated was his breaking point.

"- And he talked about himself for hours, like, he wouldn't shut up about how much he lifted at the gym, it was so annoying and he didn't pay for his part either. Huh… It was horrible !"

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, taking another sip of his coffee - a necessity to survive your hours of venting about your dates, when he wished it was him who took you out every night.

"- Then maybe stop giving a chance to all these assholes.

- Now you're being mean, Hoon."

You furrowed your eyebrows, not very happy about his comment. If only he knew he was the only reason you were dating so much. If only he could see how bad you wanted these guys to be him. If only he could figure out how much you wanted him, and not them.

"- I'm not being mean, I'm realistic.

- Why do you care anyway ? It's my problem, not yours !"

Sunghoon's blood was boiling. He couldn't take it anymore. He couldn’t listen anymore to you talking about your failed dates when that should be just you and him, in your little paradise. But since you started going out, all that shattered into pieces. He wanted you for himself.

"- I care because I want to be the one dating you ! But you keep going out with these creeps when you deserve so much better ! And I want that "better" to be me ! I know that I could give you so much more ! Why can't you understand that !? Why can't you understand that I want you to be mine !?"

You stared at him in disbelief, shocked by his sudden change of tone, his screams echoing through your kitchen.

"- Are you… Are you serious ?"

Sunghoon gulped loudly, unsure of what your hesitant tone meant, all his anger from before suddenly replaced by nervousness.

"- I have never been more serious in my life. I've wanted you for so long, it's painful to see you dating them when I want to be them."

You smiled sweetly at him, grabbing his hand over the kitchen counter.

"- Well… I've been dating so much because I thought that you didn't like me back. I was trying to get over you actually."

"now you don't need to get over me anymore, all you have to do is let me take care of you like you deserve."

KIM SUNOO - CUTE

a little sunshine who illuminates every one of your days with his smile.

you’re in a bad mood ? just take a look at his pouty face and you’ll be happy again.

he’s so cute please i need him in my life.

anyway, sunoo is not very slick about his crush on you.

he talks about you non stop to his members, always finding a way to bring your name into the conversation.

his eyes start to sparkle everytime you walk into the room, all his attention directed to you and only to you, staring intensely at you everytime you tell him about something, even if it’s silly.

because he loves your voice and also because he adores gossiping with you.

he’ll be the most extreme drama queen everytime you spill the tea, judging these idiots with you.

he’ll be the type to make a gag sound every time your ex is mentioned lmao.

and because he listen to everything you say, he knows about this exhibition you really wanted to see

so as soon as he had a day off, he would take you there, but as a surprise of course, the other was his confession.

“- Okay ! Now you can open your eyes !”

You did as he told you, immediately recognizing the museum in which the exhibition you wanted to see for so long was exposed. You turned to Sunoo with the biggest smile he’s ever seen spreading your lips before jumping in his arms, hugging him tight.

“- You’re the best I swear ! I've wanted to come here for so long !”

Sunoo chuckled in your hold, snacking his arms around your waist to keep you against him a little longer.

“- I know ! I had this planned for a long time, but I wanted to wait for a special occasion.”

You stepped back to be able to look him in the eyes, confusion filling them now.

“- And what is that special occasion ?”

He knew that he had to do it, that it was the right moment, but his hands were shaking when he took yours, squeezing them to give himself some bravery.

“- Today, it’s been three years since we met and started being friends. And I’m so glad to be by your side everyday, because you make my life ten times better. What I’m trying to say is that I really like you, and not only as a friend. You’re my soulmate, we’re literally the same person, and I don't want to spend another day away from you. All I ever wanted was you.”

Sunoo gradually saw your eyes water as he went on with his little speech. And he felt his own tears prickling his eyes as well. He was keeping his feelings for himself for so long, it was almost a relief to let them out, no matter what your answer will be. But as you intertwined your fingers, smiling brightly at him through your little sobs, he felt hope creeping up his heart.

“- And you brought me there just to confess to me ? I… It’s the sweetest thing someone ever did for me. I can’t even express how meaningful it is, and how much I love it, and how much I love you.”

He reciprocated your smile as you wiped his tears away from his cheeks, feeling them grew hotter under your touch.

“how about we go see this exhibition and we get dinner after ? maybe that could be our first date….”

YANG JUNGWON - VIRTUAL

so sweet and caring

like really he's your mom, always reminding you of what you have to do throughout the day, or what you have to take with you before going out.

if you have to take medicine, he'll remind you too.

jungwon is also always doing little things for you that seem to be nothing but really, they mean everything.

he'll give you little notes on the days you're not doing well, hug you whenever you need comfort, and leave some of his hoodies at yours because he knows you love them.

and no, it's not at all because he adores seeing you in those.

besides, he also finds comfort in your presence.

being the leader of his group is not a piece of cake, but he always wants to be strong in front of his members.

however, he doesn't feel the need to when he's with you.

he shares his thoughts and feelings freely, relying on you so much because you always manage to help him and cheer him up.

so it was not unusual for him to call you when he’s on tour.

it happened quite often due to the stress and pressure put on him, he needed someone to let it all out.

and it was one of those days, except that he was particularly sad this time, almost on the verge of tears - he didn’t let you see that of course, but you could clearly hear his voice shake every now and then.

“- I’ve already told you Jungwon, but I’ll tell you again a million times if you need it. You’re an incredible leader, you’re doing an amazing job and I’m ready to fight however made you believe otherwise.”

The boy at the other end of the facetime call chuckled a little, and this sound alone brought a smile to your own lips.

“- Then you’ll have to fight with me Y/N.

- Don’t challenge me, you know I’ll do it.

- I know.”

His sweet smile got your heart doing backflips. Even when a thousand miles away, he still managed to fluster you - at this point, it got to be a superpower. You checked the time, and almost yawned just seeing how late it was. You worked tomorrow, and even if you wanted to spend hours talking with Jungwon, you had to go to sleep.

“- I’ve got to go, I have to wake up early.”

Jungwon just nodded his head, his own eyes closing against his will. The day had been really exhausting, and your voice and words were always so soothing to him that he felt even more sleepy.

“- Hm… Goodnight angel, I can’t wait to be home and kiss you.”

You both reacted the same way : eyes opening wide, words caught up at the back of your throat, surprise and shock coursing through your veins.

“- I’m sorry Y/N… It just- It slipped out before I could stop it.”

You wished you were with him right now, to wipe out his worried expression with a kiss. But all you could do right now was shake your head, a big smile eating your whole face.

“- Don’t apologize Won, I can’t wait for you to be home and kiss me either.”

Relief played in his eyes and he reciprocated your smile immediately, half hiding his red face in his pillow.

“i hope you don’t have plans because you’re not going to leave the house for a week once I come back. I will need all the kisses and hugs I missed.”

NISHIMURA RIKI - PLAYFUL

he is a fucking tease, all the time.

do something stupid or pathetic and he’ll bring it back until the end of the day just for the pleasure of seeing you turn red in embarrassment.

but you know how to get back at him, because you have at least a thousand stories about all the dumb things he did.

and he loves that you’re talking back at him and teasing him back, always having the right words to either anger him or shut him up.

overall, he’s a good friend and an incredible listener

because he feels like he’s not always the best with his words, he’ll show you that he’s here for you through little action like bringing you your favourite snacks when he comes over.

he tries not to be obvious with his crush, but it is and he’s only lucky you’re very dense because he has the biggest soft spot for you.

he always softens his tone when he speaks to you, always smiles at your stupid jokes, always comes running when you need him.

if you’re not into video games, he’ll definitely teach you how to so you two can play together.

he probably has a minecraft map just for the both of you and ditch his members if you ask him to play with you.

would not tease you as much as the others if you’re bad at it or if you did a mistake.

i think that game nights would happen pretty often, even if you’re not in the same room, you’ll call him to somehow play together.

“- I have your back Riki, go !”

You know you’re almost screaming in your headphones, and that your roommate is trying to work in peace right now, but you’re so close to winning your game that it doesn’t even cross your mind as you watch out for any enemies while Niki goes on to destroy the other team base. You hear your friend swear, and shoots echoing in your ears while you’re yourself dealing with some opponents. And suddenly, you saw the word ‘WIN’ settle on your screen and you’re squealing in joy in your seat.

“- Yes !! We did it ! I told you we could do it even while being only two !

- You’re a genius Y/N, I love your brain, I love you !”

Abruptly, silence settled between the two of you, the only sounds being the ones of the game still playing in the background as you tried to gather yourself. He never told you that kind of thing as a friend, always said he was not at ease with expressing his emotions through words. And this was everything but friendly. Or so you hoped. But when you were finally able to form a coherent sentence again, he had already hung up.

But you couldn’t let him chicken out after he said something so important, so you called him again, and again, and again. When he finally picked up the phone, you could hear someone arguing with him in the back, before you heard his voice clearly.

“- Hey ! What can I do for you ?

- Maybe explain yourself about why you told me you loved me ?

- Aah ! This was nothing, really, just the heat of the moment I guess !”

Your heart was in your throat as you mentally prepared for what you were going to say next. You really hoped that Jake was right and that your crush was not one-sided.

“- It's a shame because I was about to say it back actually, but if it was only that…

- What ? Are you like… Serious right now ? We’re not playing anymore, are we ?”

You smiled at the other end of the call, easily picturing his state of nervousness even if he tried so hard to play it off and keep on with his cool exterior.

“- I’m not playing Riki, I really love you too.”

The boy chuckled softly, making your heart do backflips. The effect he had on you was even worse now that you knew that your feelings were mutual.

“gosh, you don’t know how many times i wished i could call you mine, i can’t believe this is real...”

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BONEDO . . . IMAGINES ⭑.ᐟ

BOYNEXTDOOR ,, when you are on your period.

( OT6 ) ‘ earth , wind , fire & being a woman ’

contains ‼️ : slight kissing ( for legal line ) , mentions of blood , jokes , overall fluffs , embarrassing moments.

a/n : the leehan one being this short should honestly be criminal 😔 but I couldn’t write. Anyways! I hope you enjoy! 🥺 I honestly think they’re really cute and I might do more imagines in the future.

link to my masterlist . . . !

JAEHYUN ‹𝟹 | 재현

Even though the two of you have been dating for a while, your period is something you wanted to keep to yourself for as long as you could. But this week you couldn’t. You’ve been spending the week with Jaehyun at his place. Playing video games, cooking together, telling jokes and overall enjoying your time until it was time for his schedules to get back to normal.

You were cuddling on the couch when all of a sudden, you felt a liquid slide down your leg after Jaehyun told a joke that almost made you piss your pants. “What?” He asked curiously as he leaned up to you. You widened your eyes and shook your head. “I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll.. uh be right back!” You jump up, turning yourself away from the man, running to the bathroom and there it was, like the Red Sea in your panties. Mentally face palming. How could you be so stupid as to miss the signs.

You sat on the toilet, deciding on what to do before just getting out of your mind. He’s your boyfriend, he’ll understand right?

But before you could even say anything you heard the soft knock on the door followed by your name. “Y/n? Are you okay?” The male asked, his voice being muffled by the door.

“No- I’m bleeding!” You say, your face flustered, your hands on your cheeks to cool the spots down. “Bleeding?? Did you get hurt??!” The male asked, rattling the doorknob. “Wait-! No! I’m okay! Don’t.. I don’t want you to see!” You about as he stops.

“What happened Y/n.”

“I got my period..” you shyly admit, clearing your throat. “Oh- okay..” he says. There’s a slight silence before you hear his feet step away. At few minutes felt like a couple of hours before you heard the male come back, gently sliding a basket with newly packaged underwear, a pad and some wipes carefully through the doors crack. “Here, you left in the laundry and I washed them” he spoke before shutting the door. Thank god for you spending the week over.

After you wiped yourself, making sure to clean everywhere and fold your dirty clothes up so he wouldn’t see the mess that was made, you changed your panties and threw on his shorts since your pants got ruined in the process, you slowly made your way out of the bathroom and to the livingroom after discarding your dirty clothes where the two of you were cuddling.

Jaehyun opened his arms which you gladly, yet cautiously sat beside him. “Feeling better now?” The male asked, his hand returning to its proper place on your waist. “Yeah, thank you Jae..” you mumbled. “Now what are awesome boyfriends for? This is the bare minimum doll.”

SUNGHO ‹𝟹 | 성호

Sungho smiled as he adjusted the camera to look at you and to make sure you were in frame. “Is it good?” You asked before waving your hands. “Yeah, stay still so I can get a good picture!” He stated as you nodded, posing you heard the camera shutter. A couple of times actually.

You and Sungho finally decided to take the art date you both so much wanted and deserved. Coming back from the panting, you linked your arms with his as he gently took your bag. The one you carried, but were used to him taking and carrying it for you.

“My angel won’t carry anything as long as I have my arms” he spoke. The words ringing in your head which made you smile. All of the sudden, you felt a liquid spill down your legs. “Babe.. I need to use the restroom” you said, gently tugging onto his arm. He nodded and looked around, spotting the bathroom and leading you to the ladies room.

“I’ll be right out” you spoke softly before walking into the restroom and entering a stall, sitting down and sighing. Your period had started about 3 days ago, this was the last day of such a heavy flow. After pulling off the pad, your mind searched for the bag that Sungho was holding. “Shit..” you mumbled to yourself. “Sungho!” You whispered shouted. Hopefully he was able to hear you. But seeing as no one said anything back, you tried again. “Sungho!” You yelled a little louder, still no answer.

You leaned slightly against the back of the toilet seat. Remembering your phone in your pocket as you took it out and dialed his number.

“Angel? Why are you calling me?” The male asked. “I’m uh.. on my period and I need my bag..”. “You want me to come in the bathroom??” The male asked. “Yes-! I need it. Please~” you pleaded, gently biting on your inner cheek before the phone call was hanged up.

After a few seconds, you heard a couple of shuffling foot steps. “Y/n?” You heard the male whisper yell. “Thank god no one is in the bathroom.. which stall are you in?” The male asked. “This one..!” You responded before he gently hung the bag over the door as you grabbed it. “Thank you, you’re a life saver.” “No problem angel, I’ll be waiting outside again” he mumbled before making his way slowly out the door.

You hummed in response before waiting for him to leave as you hurriedly clean yourself and change your pad. All you were truthfully thankful was that no one was in the bathroom with you at the time. You quickly discarded of the trash and came out, wrapping the bag around your arm, washing your hands and meeting Sungho back on the outside where his hands quickly came up to grab your bag and swing it on his shoulders, his hand holding yours.

“Feel better?” The male asked as you nod and smile. “Amazing, what do you want to eat?” You ask, resting your head on one of his broad shoulders as you both walk. “Let’s try the new cafe down the street, I hear that dark chocolate is good for cramps” he smiles.

How considerate.

RIWOO ‹𝟹 | 리오

You and Riwoo got to the company building early, practicing dances with each other. A sort of love language the two of you always shared. Even after 6 months of dating. The only thing you didn’t share was the fact that you got periods. Though you were sure Riwoo already knew that and bout them.

But it was still something you didn’t share, not because of that but your shyness to the subject. You were in the dance practice, warming up, sitting on the hard wood floor as Riwoo came back with both of your thermos water bottles filled up with water.

“Ready~?” He sang, smiling as he handed you the water as you gladly took it and took a sip, popping a pain reliever into your mouth, taking it down with the water. “Mhm, as ready as I’ll ever be” you spoke.

Riwoo smiled and helped you off the floor after you sat your bottle down as he walked over to the music and turned it on.

Throughout your practice Riwoo was nothing but helpful. Making sure you were on the right lead before starting with another dance. One thing about Riwoo was that he was passionate about dancing and would do whatever it took to get you there. Riwoo helped you with dance steps, putting his hands on your waist to guide you in certain moves. Your face blushing but it passed off as a sweaty and just heated face in general.

It been a couple hours since practice, you used the last bit of your tampons, since you found those a bit more comfortable to dance in. “Damn..” you slightly mumbled to yourself. You felt gross, you were sweaty and you needed to change. Asap.

You linked hands with your boyfriend, your demeanor changed from your normal talkative state to being quiet so he knew something was wrong. “What’s wrong baby?” The male asked, humming as you both swung your hands. You twitched a bit. “Uh.. it’s nothing” you shook your head as the two of you walked down the street.

“I know it’s something, talk to me.” He responded, the two of your strides slowing down to where you were basically moving one mine per hour. “I feel dirty..” you mumbled shyly. “Don’t worry, we’ll be back to our place soon.. you can shower first~ or we could shower toge-“ he started but you shook your head. “That dirty, but I’m not talking about that dirty.. I uh, ran out of pads.. and tampons” you admitted.

Riwoo looked at you, head slightly tilted but then the lightbulb went off in his head. “Oh- yeah okay right. There’s a store down the street, i can buy you some more.” He smiled and gently took your arm, his strides speeding up, you slightly stumbling but following after him.

“No it’s okay- i can bu-“ you started but he shook his head. “I might not know much, but if my world needs anything, I can buy it.” Riwoo spoke. You blushed and followed him down to the convenience store.

Riwoo looked through the aisle until he found the ones you used, “these right?” He asked as you nodded shyly. You knew his mom raised a good man if she taught him about periods. The handheld basket he grabbed slowly started to fill up with pads, tampons, snacks and medicine. The male was determined to make the rest of your day a relaxing one. Getting to the counter he paid and you stayed silently yet admiring behind him. Admiring the male he was.

When the two of you got back to your place, you showered first and got yourself changed as he let you relax on the bed before he went to shower himself. You flipped through the channels, finding a documentary to watch while you waited. Once he got out and came to the bed, he gently placed a couple of kisses on your stomach and cheek before you laid your head on his chest.

“Don’t ever be shy to tell me something like that again.. I’m here for anything and everything you will need” the male spoke as you nodded softly. “You’re the best boyfriend.”

TAESAN ‹𝟹 | 태산

You were sitting on your boyfriend’s lap, Taesan in the music room, letting him listen to music and work on the songs he wanted to. You didn’t mind being with him and he loved you being there. He called you his ‘ muse ‘. So you enjoyed coming and hearing the amazing things he was making.

It was truly music to your ears.

You shifted slightly uncomfortably in his lap, feeling a bit of blood rush from between your legs. The feeling making you shift once again. Feeling bad about the continuous shifting. Which you could tell Taesan noticed.

“Y/n babe? You good?” He asked as he removed one side of the headphones from his ear to be able to hear your response. “Yeah.. I’m all good” you spoke. But he knew better than that. “Seriously?” He asked, his voice soft but his tone serious. “Yeah..” you mumbled as he nodded and played the music in his headphone, bringing it back.

His hand wrapped around your waist, gently squeezing your waist in a soothing manner to try and help your shifting. But as you felt another bit of blood gush you shifted again which caused Taesan to stop and look at you. Now he knew something was wrong.

“Babe?” He asked and you looked at him. “What’s wrong?” He asked before you sighed and gently got off his lap, standing there slightly embarrassed. “I’m on my period, I’m just.. it feels weird~” you slightly complained as he chuckled a little bit. “Babe, you’re fine. You can talk to me and I’m not a stranger to it” he said reassuringly as he took off the headphones.

Taesan spun the chair towards you and pulled you in by your waist, his chin resting gently on the top of your stomach, “want to get food then go home?” The male asked. “What about your music?”

“That can wait.” He spoke as he slide back, standing up and taking your hand. You smiled, blushing slightly at your boyfriend’s willingness to have your comfort over his hobby. He took your hand and grabbed the bag he carried his equipment with. Making sure everything was turned off before the two of you walked out of the building with you.

The two of you finally made it back to your apartment where you were able to change your clothes into something comfortable, preferably your boyfriend’s hoodie. He was sat on the couch, having ordered your favorite food. Soft tunes playing in the background as you made your way onto the males lap, facing him as he smiled. His perfect teeth shining at you.

You pressed a small kiss to his lips as his hands grabbed your waist. He kissed you back, a smile being let out against the kiss.

You pulled away and looked at him, your arms wrapped around his neck as his long fingers tapped rhythms on the small of your back.

“I’m glad you finally let me know about your period, that way I can know about it for my little sister when she visits.” The male chuckled a little and you nodded, returning a smile back into your face. “I’ll make sure to keep the bathroom stocked for her then” you laughed.

LEEHAN ‹𝟹 | 이한

You looked in awe at the small fish swimming around in the aquarium. You’d picked up the knowledge of fish to have a better understanding of what Leehan would be talking about to you.

It was cute how his eyes lit up whenever he talked about them, so you didn’t mind it. He was holding your hand tightly as to keep you close, hand in hand swinging as he walked down the path of the aquarium. Your eyes wandered around to the exhibits, holding onto the small whale stuffed animal he bought for you before the two of you entered.

Leehan hummed as he held the bag that had your pads and a couple of pain relievers in it. You told him earlier about being on your period. He insisted that the two of you skip the aquarium date, because he knew how heavy periods could be, or how annoying they can get whenever you’re doing too much.

But you insisted that the two of you go and have fun. Leehan was super mature with it. Having grown up with an older sister, he was a little more prepared than the rest of his friends on that subject.

You changed yourself in the bathroom. Leehan stood next to the stall, handing you the bag under it before he made his exit out of the bathroom. You finished what needed to be done, washed your hands and met with him outside the bathroom.

He made sure to check up on you multiple times. “Are you okay?” He asked. “Do you need to take your medicine?” He’d asked again after he seen you stop, but it was only for you to toe your shoes. You adored his charisma. “No handsome, I’m okay” you’d reply, but he made sure to keep a close eye.

He’d even step behind you to look at your butt to make sure you didn’t bleed through any of your pants or fabric. Though it looked to other people as if he was checking you out.

Good thing for that.

“Wait- these are so cute. I want one!” You said excitedly as you finally made it to the beluga whale exhibit. Your boyfriend laughed at your excitement and gently shook his head. “Sorry, they won’t let us take those home, but..” he started before you looked at him with a small frown on your face.

“Hm?” You asked.

“How about we get a blue fish and name is beluga?” He suggested before chuckling at your reaction.

The rest of the date went amazing. You ate good food, enjoyed your times looking at fish, whales, sharks, penguins, stingrays and flamingos and throughout the whole time. Enjoying the company of your boyfriend before his busy schedule took him away again.

WOONHAK ‹𝟹 | 우학

Woonhak bounced the ball as you both walked through the silver gates. The basketball court being empty. Since the day was a bit gloomy. But that was better for the both of you.

The two of you had only been dating for a month, and you haven’t had the time nor the courage to tell your boyfriend that you had gotten your period, even though it was still new to you as well.

“Ready to play?!” He asked excitedly as you looked at him, finish the pain reliever after taking a sip of water. “Yeah, as ready as I’ll ever be.” He gently patted your shoulder, readying himself up at the 3 point line, tossing the ball to you as you catch it and throw it back to him.

The two of you played the game to your hearts content, making in goals and goals after shots. You panted slightly as he ran up to you and shot the ball into the goal.

“It’s no fair, you’re so much taller than me..!” You shouted, nothing serious behind your tone as he laughed. “Get taller than” he replied as you rolled your eyes, shoving him and taking the ball as he gasped. You laughed, running to the goal, bouncing the ball on the ground and scoring in.

“Hey-! Y/n, you’re bleeding the male said to you as you gasped. You must’ve bled through your pants. You stopped in your tracks, covering your face. Woonhak looked at you, tilting his head to the side as he came up to you.

“What’s wrong?” He asked as you couldn’t bare to look at him. Your face was red. Too red. “What happened?” He asked, taking his jacket from the bench and tying it around your waist.

After a few moments of silence, you removed your hands from your face and looked at the curious yet stressed out male. His hair sticking to his forehead.

“I’m on my period..” you mumbled before he looked at you. He wasn’t too familiar with it but he did know about the pads his mom kept in their bathroom.

“God this is so embarrassing..!” You shrieked as he gently shook his head and came to you, walking you to the bench before grabbing your bag and slanging it over his shoulder.

Woonhak then led you back to his place across the street where you were able to wash and change yourself. Woonhak finding a pair of his jogging pants that would fit you. His mother gave you a bit more advice on periods and how to keep up yourself. She fixed you, Woonhak and his younger sister some food. You were thankful you could get rid of the embarrassing memory of it.

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