#maybe baby boy should stop doing things while confused

[sassy-sofia]

Kofun really is walking through life confused and I feel that.

[archiveluna]

being in a weird situationship with farleigh... <3 inspired by the song boyfriend by ariana grande ft. social house

WARNINGS ✧ none i think? ooc farleigh maybe, situationship? my bad writing… it’s been 7 years. written on my iphone at 1am while sleep deprived </3 sorry in advance! i also suck at writing endings ◡̈

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‘you ain’t my boyfriend and i ain’t your girlfriend but you don’t want me to see nobody else and i don’t want you to see nobody’

you could feel him glaring at you from all the way across the room but made no move to look his way. if he could go around hooking up with random people, then you had the right to do as you please also.

wether he’d like to admit it or not, farleigh was a jealous man, especially when it came to you and there was only so much he could take before storming your way, his long legs reaching you in record time and dragging you away from the confused boy who you’d been previously talking to.

‘even though you ain’t mine, i promise the way we fight make me feel like we just in love’

“what do you think you’re doing?”

you couldn’t hold back the laugh that escaped your mouth. was he being serious? the only thing holding you back from causing a scene being the people around you guys and the not so subtle eyes of his cousin and friends watching everything unfold. god.. you knew coming to this party was a bad idea. “not sure what you mean.” you shrugged.

he nodded his head in a mocking way, pursing his lips. “hm, right. so this isn’t you getting back at me for the other day, is it? because i told you-“

“getting back at you?” you cut him off shaking your head in disbelief. “get over yourself farleigh. am i not allowed to talk to other people? not everything’s about you, you know.” except this totally was about him. you almost groaned when you saw the smirk forming on his lips. that bastard. he knew, of course he did.

‘i know we be so complicated lovin you sometimes drive me crazy cause i can’t have what i want and neither can you’

you refused to meet his eyes when he called out your name, arms crossed looking at the people dancing around you. farleigh chuckled, taking a step closer. you took one back in return. “if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were jealous.” his tone was teasing, and you didn’t have to look at him to know he still had that infuriatingly attractive smirk on his face. i am. “of what? you’re not my boyfriend, you can do whatever you want.” you looked up at him, doing your best to appear nonchalant. farleigh laughed, throwing his head back like you had said the funniest joke he’s ever heard, which only served to agitate you more.

his eyes were practically sparkling when he looked down at you, his hands reaching to cup your face despite your failed attempts to push him away. “i didn’t fuck her. if that’s what you’re pissed about, all we did was make out...” he trailed off unsure if he should say what he was thinking. the way he was looking at you made your cheeks warm up, but you refused to speak. you wanted him to say it. you knew what he wanted to say, and as stupid as it sounded, you refused to be the first one to break. “i haven’t slept with anyone for months now actually.” his hands now resting on your hips squeezed them lightly.

farleigh admitting that shouldn’t of felt as good as it did, but it was as if you could feel a weight lifting off your shoulders. you hoped for a different kind of confession, but this was also nice to know. although you weren’t all that happy that he was still going around shoving his tongue down other peoples throats you couldn’t exactly complain either. he wasn’t your boyfriend. you had to remind yourself of that.

‘but you ain’t my boyfriend and i ain’t your girlfriend but you don’t want me to touch nobody else baby, we ain’t gotta tell nobody’

“like i said, farleigh, you’re free to do whatever you want. nothing is stopping you.” farleigh let out a mixture of what sounded like a groan and laugh, pulling you closer to him without you attempting to push him away this time around. “you” he paused to pinch your cheek softly. “are so fucking stubborn, did you know that?”

you couldn’t hold back the giggle that escaped your lips as you looked up at him, finally giving in to his touch. you had only been ignoring him for a few days, but it felt like a lifetime to you and even if he wouldn’t say it, you knew he felt the same way if the way he was gripping your hips was anything to go by.

“were you really going to fuck that loser to get back at me?” farleigh suddenly asked, looking over to where the guy whose name you’d already forgotten now sat talking with a different girl, his face in that permanent scowl he seemed to have when he wasn’t around you or his friends. “i tuned him out the moment he opened his mouth to be honest.” you could feel your cheeks heating up once again as he laughed at your honesty. “yeah, i figured once you wouldn’t stop eye fucking me from across the room.”

“shut up!” you groaned, swatting his chest. “you’re the one who has a staring problem, you creep. seriously, you’re worse than that fucking ollie kid.” farleigh huffed, somewhat offended that you would compare him to oliver but said nothing else as he pulled you towards the table where felix and the rest of his posse sat, all of them immediately pretending like they hadn’t been watching when you both approached except for felix, who gave farleigh a not so subtle smirk when he pulled you to sit on his lap.

‘if you were my boyfriend and you were my girlfriend i probably wouldn’t see nobody else’

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i suck at endings can u tell ꃋᴖꃋ i know i said i wasn’t gonna write and i probably won’t for a while but i had to get this idea out of my head! i ♥︎ farleigh start. also sorry for any errors! i’m nervous just posting this, bye

[fettuccin-e]

Better Than Nine to Five

hi guys i wrote this quite a while ago!! i had trouble with the beginning but, like with most things i write, the words started coming as soon as the characters started coming (get it?? get it cause like cum) but ANYWAY pls enjoy the poly!steddie content!!

Tags: Steve Harrington x Reader x Eddie Munson, established poly, dp in one hole, brief use of sex toys, afab!fem!reader, unprotected piv

Steve can barely ever get off work these days. He hasn’t been as fortunate in the job market as you or Eddie; the both of you have pretty strict 9 to 5 jobs, able to sit and relax after a day at work, knowing what your schedule will be the next week, and the week after that. Steve’s schedule, at best, is random and wildly inconvenient, working late shifts almost every night and waking up the next day with you and Eddie already gone to work, alone in your shared bed.

He hates it, you and Eddie know he does, but he puts up with it, wanting to help all of you save up for a house, a pretty one that’s the exact opposite of the run-down, shitty apartment that you all live in.

You and Eddie also know, however, that Steve needs a chance to fucking relax for once. And if there’s anything you both know how to do, it’s how to make your sweet, loving Stevie let out some steam.

It’s Eddie who calls Keith and tells him to let Steve out early for the day. “He needs tomorrow off too,” Eddie says, twisting his finger around the phone cord.

“No fucking way, Munson. I’m already doing a favor for him by letting him out today, but he’s coming in tomorrow, whether he likes it or not.”

Eddie opens his mouth to respond, eyes narrowed and angry, but you rip the phone from hics grasp.

“Look Keith, either you let Steve off tomorrow, or I'm going to the cops to tell them about the stash of weed you’ve got in your office. That we an smell it all throughout the damn store. And wouldn’t that just be a crying shame?” you snarl into the receiver.

“It was your freak boyfriend who sold me that shit in the first place!”

You nearly laugh at the high-pitched indignance in his voice. “Are you really gonna tell them that, Keith? Maybe I’ll also throw in the fact that they should probably look into your tax records, right? I bet there are some glaring inconsistencies, aren’t there?”

“You fucking bitc-” You hear Keith stop himself, sighing angrily. You hear a loud crash in the background just before he says, “I’ll let him off tomorrow, but you stay the fuck out of my business, you got that? I’ll-”

“Not a chance, maybe try being less of a shit person. Bye Keith!” You don’t give him a chance to respond, slamming the phone down.

Eddie watches you with wide eyes, before smirking, pupils blown and dark as he grabs your waist to pull you in for a hot, messy kiss. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad like that, baby.”

You giggle, reaching a hand up to play with his messy curls. “Gotta stand up for my boys, don’t I baby?” You step away from him, grabbing his hand to drag him to your bedroom. “C’mon, Eds, you gotta get me ready for Stevie, right?”

Eddie nearly faceplants into the carpet in his race to get to the bed.

It’s only an hour later that Steve unlocks the door to the apartment, stripping his vest off. Keith had stumbled out of his office earlier that day, mumbling something about, “go home early, Harrington, shit. Just wait till like, six or something, and you can go.” Steve had been confused, but decided not to question it, his heart galloping at the thought of spending the evening with the both of you for the first time in far too long.

Except the apartment seems almost empty when he walks in, all of the lights off and the living room and kitchen empty, devoid of both yours and Eddie’s presence. His heart drops, only for a second, thinking that he’s alone in the apartment, before he hears a loud, keening whine come from the bedroom.

Your unmistakable whine, followed by Eddie’s familiar whispered praises of “shh… baby I know, I know. It’s a lot, but I think he’s home, did you hear the door open baby? He’s gonna think you’re so pretty baby, so good, planning all this out for him.”

You answer Eddie with a choked sob, and Steve’s pants suddenly are far too tight, cock bulging almost immediately. He goes to open the door, and the sight that greets him almost makes him pass out on the spot.

You, with your hips hiked up in Eddie’s grasp, your flushed face pushed into the mattress as Eddie works his cock into you, his pretty hips slapping against your plush ass. Eddie’s head snaps over to the bedroom door, mouth pulled into a self-satisfied smirk while he keeps fucking you.

“Look, baby,” Eddie grunts, lifting his hand to give your ass a loud smack. You jerk, head turning to see what Eddie wants, and smile blearily at the sight of Steve.

“S-Stevie, you’re, ah, home,” you slur, struggling to get the words out between Eddie’s strong thrusts into your needy pussy.

Eddie watches as Steve’s eyes darken, his big hand moving down to palm at the bulge of his cock through his pants. “She’s been waiting for you, Harrington,” Eddie says, sounding almost like he isn’t fucking you stupid. “She had this all planned out, wanted to surprise you.”

“Well, uh, consider-” Steve coughs, eyes trained on Eddie disappearing into your pretty cunt over and over. “Consider me surprised baby.”

Eddie chuckles, and Steve’s eyes snap from where you both are connected. “Steve, this isn’t even the best part.”

“What?”

“C’mere,” Eddie mumbles, and you whine as he stops his thrusts. Eddie beckons Steve over with a playful finger, and Steve moves next to him, kneeling on the bed to see what Eddie thinks is so important.

Steve nearly chokes on his spit. Because there, in your dripping cunt, is a pretty blue dildo, shoved inside you right alongside Eddie’s cock.

“She wanted to take both of us today,” Eddie whispers into his ear, and Steve can hear Eddie’s smug smile. “Been working her open for the past hour, waiting for you to get home.”

Oh fuck. “Oh fuck,” Steve says, echoing his own thoughts. He smooths a hand over the soft skin of your ass, and you whimper softly.

“You like it?” you ask, almost tentatively, and Steve almost laughs at the absurdity of the question.

“Like it?” Steve says softly. His hand moves from your ass to push lightly on the base of the dildo, making you gasp sharply. “Baby, I love it. God, you’re so fucking hot.”

“You gonna take your clothes off, Harrington?” Eddie murmurs. “She’s been waiting so long for us, it seems cruel to make her wait any longer.” 

Steve follows Eddie’s vaguely concealed demand at an almost frantic speed, ripping off his shirt so fast it gets stuck on his arm for a second. He ignores Eddie’s tiny laugh. He stands off the bed to untie his shoes and shuck his pants off, his hard cock slapping harshly against his stomach. 

“C’mon baby,” Eddie whispers to you, “gotta let Stevie lay down, right? So you can sit on his pretty cock, yeah?” Eddie's mouth waters just a little at the sight of his boyfriend, hard cock glistening and hairy chest heaving. He looks fucking illegal, Eddie thinks. You nod your assent, but still whine as Eddie shuffles back, his cock slipping out of you along with the dildo, leaving you painfully empty for the first time in an hour. 

Steve follows Eddie’s instruction, laying down on the bed, while you kneel up, swinging a leg over his hips to straddle him. You lean forward to brush your lips against his, smiling softly.

“Hi, Stevie,” you whisper, and he smiles back at you, curling his fingers into your hair. 

“Hi, baby,” he whispers back, before crushing his mouth to yours. He feels Eddie grab his cock, notching it up against the entrance of your pussy, and suddenly you’re sinking down, down, sucking him into your sticky walls, making all three of you moan in unison. You and Steve breathe heavily into each other’s mouths as your ass finally meets Steve’s heavy balls, buried all the way inside.

“God, fucking shit, you both are so fucking hot, Jesus,” Eddie grunts from behind you, and you both can hear the unmistakable sound of Eddie’s hand slipping up and down his cock, still sticky with your juices.

You turn, smiling softly at Eddie’s blushing face, his lips parted as he looks at you both. “Eddie,” you whisper, “You can’t cum yet. Y’gotta fuck me too, right baby?”

Eddie curses again, before kneeling behind you, just like he had been a few minutes before. ”You are a fucking minx, you know that?” He mumbles, and you would giggle if it weren’t for the blunt tip of Eddie’s cock nudging against your opening, right beside Steve.

“Ah- Oh God-d” you whine as Eddie’s fat cockhead pops into your stretched out pussy. You thought you would be prepared for it, with the dildo, but you don’t think anything could’ve prepared you for this. Eddie’s sticky cock nudging along Steve’s as he sinks deep into you, Steve’s warm hairy body beneath you, his big hands on your waist while Eddie radiates heat above you.

Steve’s not doing much better, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the feeling of Eddie’s gorgeous cock squished against his, the hot walls of your pussy strangling the both of them. Eddie’s hands are clutched into the bedsheets beside your sweaty bodies, and Steve takes his hands off your waist for just a second to grab Eddie’s hands, entwining their fingers together to hold onto your waist at the same time. You all take a minute to just breathe, allowing your pussy to adjust to the stretch of both of them.

They’re both whispering breathless praises into your ears, trying to get through to your cloudy brain. “So, so good for us, baby, taking us so good,” and “Can’t believe we’ve got you baby, you’re so pretty, so, so good for us. Y’feel so good, princess, fuck.” You can’t even discern whose voice is whose anymore, lost in a sea of pleasure and nearly-painful fullness, their cocks reaching so deep inside, pressing into every crevice of your sensitive pussy.

And then they start to move.

You try to gasp air into your empty lungs through your screams and cries of pure fucking pleasure, the both of them thrusting in tandem to bully your pretty pussy open for them again and again. Eddie’s face is nuzzled into the crook of your neck, pressing comforting kisses into your skin between whispers of “doing so good, princess,” and “y’feel how wide you’re stretched baby? Fuck, you’re so sexy, sweetheart, how’d we manage to land you?”

Steve’s groaning praises of his own, primal grunts of “so fucking sexy,” and “our pretty, gorgeous baby. God, can’t believe I’ve got you both,” before licking into your mouth in messy kisses.

You knew, even while planning this, that none of you were going to last long, and you’re a strange mixture of pleased and slightly disappointed to learn that you’re right. The knot in your stomach is tight, tightening and tightening as they rock into you, the overwhelming stretch of both of them keeping them pressing into your g-spot. You’re choking on your own spit as moans try to escape your throat. 

It’s going to be over far too soon, but knowing that you can take them both, that you three could do this again, makes your pussy clench, your clit throbbing. 

After only a few minutes of Steve’s and Eddie’s strong thrusts into your dripping cunt, grinding overwhelmingly against the spot that makes you sob, you reach your hands into both Steve’s and Eddie’s hair, your hips jerking uncontrollably.

“I’m gonna, oh God, I-I can’t, I’m gonna,” you gasp painfully, tears leaking down your flushed face, not even able to get the words out, before your pussy is clenching hard around both Steve and Eddie. You’re shaking like a leaf, overwhelmed and wrung dry as Steve and Eddie rub their joined hands up and down your waist.

“Shit, baby, you’re so fucking t-tight,” Eddie whimpers, composure fully lost. “Steve, I gotta-I gotta, gotta cum.”

Steve nods frantically, unable to form words, before he’s releasing one of Eddie’s hands to instead cup around his boyfriend’s head, dragging him down to meet his lips, licking into his mouth over your shoulder. Their hips stutter as they finally, finally cum, flooding  your dripping pussy with a mixture of both of them.

You all breathe heavily for a moment, the room feeling hazy. Like heaven, Steve thinks, this is like heaven. You know you can’t move, feeling drunk and ripped apart, but your boys know it too. They slip gently out of your used pussy, Steve moving you to his side to cuddle you into him gently. Eddie steps out for just a moment, coming back in with a warm, damp cloth.

“Baby, Eds is going to clean you up real quick, okay?” Steve whispers, and you whimper softly, nodding your head, your eyes still closed. Eddie takes the permission to wipe the sweat off your body, and clean up a little of the mess between your legs.

“Good girl, sweetheart,” Eddie whispers when he’s done, pecking you softly on your sleepy lips, before turning to give Steve a quick kiss. He throws the cloth in the hamper, knowing you would hate to make up to it laying on the floor, before laying on the other side of you, pressing himself comfortingly against your naked body. Steve reaches down to tug to the sheets over each of you, and grabs Eddie’s hand to hold, their palms resting atop your warm body.

“Shit, I’m gonna have t’call off work tomorrow,” Steve mutters into your hair.

“Don’ worry bout it,” you slur, sleep already whisking you away. “I took care of it.”

“She did,” Eddie smiles. “I’ll have to tell you about it tomorrow, she was fucking hot.”

“She always is,” Steve smiles, chest hurting with happiness and sheer, unadulterated love. “Our perfect girl.”

[strniohoeee]

make a sub!matt smut where matt is getting head from the reader and is whimpering like crazy asking if he's her good boy and stuff🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

How Good?

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Matt’s stressed, and Y/N wants to help him🥹

Warnings⚠️: THIS IS SMUTTTT, also Idk that I made him subby enough now that I’m thinking about it, but uhh it’s already written so enjoy LMAOO😭

Song for the imagine: Cherry Hill- Russ

⚠️This is an 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

Matt’s been super stressed and annoyed lately. I presume it’s because of tour just ending, and him and his brothers having to start filming content back to back. I get it he was tired and just wanted to truly relax.

He would come back most nights just annoyed and wanting to play Fortnite. I know Matt’s usually non verbal about his issues at first, so I let him play, and then when he’s ready he rants to me.

I loved when he ranted I just sat there staring up at him in awe. Just all ears and all eyes letting him tell me his worries. I would respond back to him and let him know I was here for him. Then we would lay down while I rubbed my nails along his back and through his hair. Allowing him to melt into my touch as he would doze off.

But I wanted to give him more, and I wanted to please him. It was rare Matt would ever let me give him head. I didn’t understand why. Sometimes I had to beg him to let me suck his dick, so unfair.

Tonight was the same thing. He came home a bit stressed and decided to hop on the game. I was sitting on the bed reading a book as he played. Occasionally slamming his hand down and getting upset

He kept breathing hard and sucking his teeth. My poor baby, maybe I should help him. I started to think and a beautiful idea popped in my head. I would give him head and I wouldn’t allow him to tell me no

“Matt” I called out to him

“Yeah” he said still looking at the game

“Can you come over here” I said

“I’m in the middle of the game” he responded

“Please” I said

“I’m about to win one second please” he said sitting up

“FUCK YES” he said standing up from the table and getting excited

“You won?” I asked him

“Hell yeah I did” he said taking off his headset, and shutting the game off

“Can I now have your attention” I said

“Yes my beautiful girl, I’m sorry” he said coming over to the bed and leaning in to kiss me

“I want to give you something, and I need you to not say no” I said to him

“Okay?” He asked furrowing his brows

I got up from the bed placing my book on the nightstand

“Sit” I said pointing to the edge of the bed

Matt sat down still looking at me confused

“Whip your dick out” I said looking at him

“Why do you want me to whip my cock out?” He said laughing

“Because I want to suck your dick duh who asks that” I said looking at him in a dumbfounded way

“You don’t have to do that you know this” he said rolling his eyes

“Matt! I want to okay stop depriving me of sucking your dick. I want to take the stress off of my boyfriend, and what better way than to choke on your cock” I said laughing

“Dirty mouth” he said looking at me

“Are you whipping it out, or do I have to beg some more?” I asked

“Fine fine” he said putting his hands up

I went to get down on my knees but Matt stopped me

“Hold on” he said putting his finger up

He leaned back and grabbed a pillow placing it on the floor for my knees

“I don’t want your knees to hurt” he said looking up at me and smiling

“Such a gentlemen” I said kissing him

He slid his sweatpants down and I got down on my knees

“Mmm for someone who doesn’t want their dick sucked you sure are hard” I said looking up at him as I palmed him over his boxers

“Shit” he moaned out quietly

He lifted up so I could pull his boxers down allowing his cock to spring out. My eyes growing excited at the sight

“Baby you don’t have to do this” Matt said in a whisper

“Just shush and enjoy” I said grabbing his dick

As soon as I grabbed his dick his mouth fell slack and he shut his eyes letting his head fall back a little bit

I spread his pre cum from the tip down slowly, watching his body shudder. I started to jerk his dick slowly making sure I squeezed the tip

“Feeling good baby?” I asked looking up at him

“Yes oh my god yes” he said in a whimper

I looked up at him through my lashes to see him looking down at me with his bottom lip in between his teeth. Fuck he’s so hot

I licked Matts tip looking up at him to see him with his mouth hung open and his chest rising and falling deeply

I swirled my tongue around his tip before bringing my head down to take Matt’s whole length into my mouth

“Fuckkk” Matt whispered out

I came back up, swirling my tongue around his tip before going back down. My head bobbing up and down, hallowing my cheeks out

“Fuck you’re so good to me” he moaned out letting his head fall back

I continued to bob my head up and down moaning around Matt’s dick allowing the vibration to stimulate him more. I started to lick from the base all the way up to his tip before taking his full length into my mouth again

I allowed my hands to run up and down his thighs, taking my nails down causing him to get goose bumps. I grabbed Matt’s hand allowing him to run his hands through my hair

“You’re being such a nice boy” I said pulling away while stroking his cock

“Am I being a good boy for you?” He asked in a whimper breathing heavily as he looked down at me

“You are” I said licking my lips and going back to sucking his dick

“I can be such a good boy…FUCK” he moaned out grabbing my hair as I sucked harder

I pulled away and looked up at him “how good?” I asked stroking his dick

“Very fucking good I promise” he said licking his dry lips

“Mmmm I might let you cum in my mouth then” I said

“Fuck please please” he said looking at me with lazy eyes

I went back down to suck on his tip as I jerked his shaft.

He started to shutter and I knew he was cumming soon

“Are you going to cum pretty boy?” I asked jerking him harder

“Yes…fuck yes” he said

I started to bob my head faster as he hit the back of my throat causing me to gag

“IM GOING TO CUM OH MY GOD” he yelled out as his hips bucked up

I pulled away stroking his dick faster

“Come on, be a good boy and cum for me” I said licking my lips

He held eye contact with me as I stroked harder, his mouth falling slack as his lower abdomen contracted

“I’m going to cum” he moaned out rolling his neck and licking his lips

Within a few more strokes his thighs started to shake, and his mouth fell open

“OHHH myyy GODD” he moaned out as he came on my tongue

Painting my tongue in his white strips of cum. I swallowed looking directly into his eyes. His breathing was heavy as he came down from his as he looked at me with half lidded eyes.

“So fucking good to me” he said petting my face

“Always baby” I said getting up as he helped me up taking the pillow and putting it back on the bed

Matt pulled his boxers and pants up, huffing and laying back on the bed

I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, and I came back joining him on the bed

“Thank you baby. I didn’t realize how badly I needed that release” he said pulling me into him

“This is why you should always let me help you” I said kissing his cheek

“I love you” he said looking over at me

“I love you too” I said smiling before pecking him on the lips

The End

I hope you enjoyed this one 😭 I feel like I didn’t really write for the request, but I wrote it already so yall just gonna have to enjoy it LMAOO🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

[hecateslore]

hi just popping in…. what would papa!simon react when nova’s in her tweens/teens and some boys are trying to get her attention/court her… she doesn’t necessarily have to feel the same way and just talks about it casually over dinner or “oh __ got this for me” and simon is just like. Who . IDK what are Your Thots On That…

Novalynn's preteen era!!! also I'm back home so keep the asks coming 😏

"Maybe we should pull these pieces back," You say grabbing the curly strands that sat before your daughters face, You grab the slicking brush and put some on top of her hair slicking it down with one quick motion. Her baby blue dress complementing her skin. "That looks better," She says putting her earrings on. "I think so too."

You could hear Simons loud footsteps coming down the stairs, "Who's the new girl," He jokes, Nova rolls her eyes hiding her embarrassment.

"Stop," She mumbles, adding her bracelets. "Spring formal ready," You say putting the gold butterfly clip in her hair. "You get asked Novie?" Simon says, dumping the handful of granola in his mouth.

She shrugs, "What does that mean?" He cocks a brow playfully, "Ooh," you instigate, handing her the bottle of lotion. "Just some dude from class." She shrugs again, "A boy?" He yells, You shush him, chuckling at his drama. "You'll live." You pat his chest while walking past him.

You grab your keys and watch her shive her foot in her patent MaryJanes, wincing a bit when she creases them. "You joining us?" You ask, watching Simon watch Nova.

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Simon sat in the passengers seat, Novalynn in the background arguing with her Dad, "Dad, Stop!" She says getting frustrated, "Don't let him High five you!" He scolds, turning half his body towards the backseat. You pull into the schools drive way, Simon eyeing all of the children waiting to enter the schools gym.

"Which one is he?" Simon teases, "Mom," She whines, "Simon," You chuckle at him, "I need to know," he says rolling down the window, "This is so embarrassing." She slouches in her seat, You roll his window up from your side. "What?" He says confused, "Leave her." you say, obviously picking up on her feelings. Simon sits back in his chair. You settle in a parking space. "Do you want me to walk you in?" Simon immediately offers. She shakes her head no, "Can Mom?"

"Sure!" you say enthusiastically. You both get out of the car, "You still have your ticket?" you ask, fixing the skirt of her dress, "Yeah." she says fixing her bracelets, "I bought you some things," You reach into your bag pulling out clear mascara, some lipgloss and blush.

Her brown eyes light up at the sight of her new makeup, "Come here," you say then place a little bit of blush on her round cheeks, letting her do her mascara and lipgloss.

When you finally get to the door, you see her wave to the boy that asked her. You hold in your aw's and check her in, signing the sheet paper. You give her a kiss on the cheek and watch her walk in with him.

You scurry back to the car, Simon in the driver's seat. Simon looks up from his phone seeing a very giddy you, "They are the cutest." You say as soon as you open the door, "They look so cute!" You gush. Simon shakes his head, and drives back home.

You both sit in the living room waiting for the time to pass, "This is weird." Simon says aloud, "What's weird?" You yawn, "Our baby is at a school dance."

"Yup." you nod, "Im in disbelief." He says, "I can tell." you mumble, "Wait till the boys get to her age, that'll be fun." You chuckle.

"I wonder if she wants to come home?"

"She doesn't, Simon."

[mobbu-min]

☆ bragging rights ☆

request: What if the dorm leaders had an s/o fawning over them and bragging about them to the first years and Grim?

a/n: They would all get tired of it quickly, well maybe not Sebek or Ortho. But Epel and Ace? They're def tried to tape your mouth shut. I ended up formatting this differently, but I like it so…yeah. Also each dorm leader will be paired with their corresponding first year! Just because it makes it easier for me lol Grim will be filling in for the dorms that don’t have first years! But he also got his own part bc he’s my little meow meow

!tw! cursing, readers a major simp

Grim <3

⋆ Being the one that’s with you the most, Grim has learned to tune you out when you go on a rant on how amazing and caring your favorite housewarden is. He learned first hand how sad or irritated you get when he tells you to be quiet. And he wasn’t about to face that again.

⋆ Grim’s a little jealous about how much you brag about them. He’s all like, ‘that should be me!’ but he quickly gets over it because you tend to give him a lot of affection while you go on your rants.

⋆ Does he gag every time you fawn over them? Yes, because the thought of his henchman having goo-goo eyes for them makes him sick.

⋆ The only reason why Grim hasn’t vomited on their shoes is because they tend to give you stuff, which translates to Grim getting stuff too. (his reasoning is that you’re both one student) So he is there on dates and hangouts a whole lot.

Riddle + Ace/Deuce <3

⋆ Ace is so so so sick of it. Like Grim, seeing you be all mushy with his dorm leader makes him want to pluck his eyes out. He’s all like, ‘C’mon! Riddle? That short fu-’ and Deuce has to stop him before you could jump him. Ace is truly confused in what you see in him. And he swears his ears bleed whenever you start on your rant about Riddle. He didn’t think anyone could be this down bad for someone, besides Sebek.

⋆ Deuce finds it admirable about how much you care about Riddle. Sure he does get a little annoyed when you decide to start talking about Riddle when you said you’d help him study or when you immediately dash towards Riddle when you’re supposed to be helping him with your alchemy assignment, but other than that he doesn’t really have anything against it. Just please, don’t go running off when you’re doing a very time-sensitive potion again. He does not want to deal with a giant radish baby again.

⋆ Riddle goes incredibly bashful when he overhears Ace complaining about your crush on him. He immediately wants to rush to you and confirm the truth, because he would be lying if he said he didn’t have a crush on you. It’s literally the best news in his life. Knowing that you liked him enough to blabber anyone’s ear off makes him blush. Boy is smitten.

Leona + Jack <3

⋆ He literally just tunes you out. Jack is too busy to pay any attention to your rambling, so he’ll let you trail behind him, but beware, he is not processing anything. At first, Jack’s all like, yeah Leona is super cool and wow you sure are observant, then ‘omg they just want to fuck him.’ he actualy does sit you down one day and says as much as he loves to see you happy, please stfu about Leona. But hey, at least his cacti are thriving.

⋆ Smug fucker. Super duper smug. There’s nothing stopping him from going up to you and demanding you never to stop. On any other occasion, Leona would have told them to stop being a suck up, but you’re different <3. Nobody really notices but like Ruggie and Rook(bc he’s a creep, jk i love my babygirl) but Leona has gotten significantly happier and sorta, kinda nicer(?) All Ruggie knows is that if Leona's in a bad mood is to get you asap!

Azul + Grim <3

⋆ Grim doesn’t get it. Like it’s Azul. The guy that tried to take Ramshackle away from you both? The guy that practically made you temporarily homeless!? Did you wack your head, henchman!? Grim swears he loses his already lacking brain cells whenever you start on your midnight rambles about Azul. The only thing that makes up for it is the fact you take him to the Monstro Lounge once a week to gaze lovingly at Azul. The food he loves. Azul? Grim thinks you should reconsider.

⋆ Dude deadass faints like a maiden seeing an ankle for the first time. He deadass can’t comprehend the fact that you talk so highly of him. Because he was sure that you hated him. Don’t get Azul wrong, he’s delighted to know that you want him the same way, but jeez, give his heart a break. His mind is doing loopies at all the ways he can get you to go on a date with him that doesn’t involve him turning into a big stuttering mess.

Kalim + Grim <3

⋆ This one? This one is one Grim can get behind. Sure Kalim is full of energy and always wants to feed Grim dry ass cookies. But do you want to know what Kalim has? Yeah, Kalim has money and he’s more than willing to spend it on you, and by extension, Grim. So he doesn’t complain much when you rant his fiery ear off everyday. Because if his plan goes right, then…well, let’s just say the first thing on Grim’s spending list is a month’s worth of premium tuna.

⋆ Kalim has to thank the Seven and Grim! Because if it wasn’t for them, he wouldn't have overheard you saying how great he was and how much you liked him! Boy is over the moon! Instantly he’s by your side smiling so brightly it puts the sun to shame and happily exclaims he loves you too! Que, him planning your wedding- Anyways, Kalim returns your enthusiasm ten fold! Like, how could he not?! You’re so perfect in Kalim’s eyes that it would be wrong not to talk about you 24/7! Poor Jamil, Kalim already was talking about you so much, but after that day, it doubled. He really does consider faking his death and going to live in the countryside.

Vil + Epel <3

⋆ Epel wants to strangle you. Like legit wishes that both sides of your pillow are warm at night and more. He can’t wrap his mind around that fact that you! Want VIL FUCKIN SCHOENHEIT! His WORST enemy! Boy feels hella betrayed. He thought you didn’t like him, only to find out you want to fu-ahem, Epel shouldn't say that outloud, Meemaw rules and all. Epel wonders if it’s something in the water you city folk drink, because he sure as hell gonna stay FAR away from that.

⋆ Your title goes from ‘Potato’ to ‘HIS sweet potato’ real fast. Because of course, you would brag and rant about him at any moment and to anyone. Vil overhears and all like ‘Oh, no please excuse my snooping…but please don’t let me stop you~’ Vil won’t tell you but when you were spending an ungodly amount of time with Rook, he was a little peeved(aka worried) But he’s quick to find out that you and Rook have just been building a shrine in the school's bathroom (just girly tings~) he is incredibly disturbed, but hey, at least Neige doesn’t have this dedicated fanbase.

Idia + Ortho <3

⋆ Sweet baby is so happy to hear you talk so highly and lovingly about his older brother! Orthos literally this \^o^/. He’s bringing you in a big hug and spilling all his brother’s secrets! He’s heard (seen all of Idia’s shoujo anime) and learned that miscommunication is a big leading factor to couples not getting together! And like hell, is he letting this opportunity slip by! Number one wing man, fr!

⋆ You know when cats get scared, they’ll jump up? Yeah, well that’s Idia when you come bursting in screaming ‘I LOVE YOU TOO, MY BABYGIRL !’ Everyone thinks a murder is happening but, it’s just Idia screaming. He knew that you were always talking about him and he was planning a super macho way to ask you out, it's just that his confidence he ordered off of amazon hadn’t gotten here in time. He’s both annoyed and grateful that Ortho spilled his secret, because he sure as hell wouldn’t have. Now all that’s left is to make sure to calm his red face before you notice.

Malleus + Sebek <3

⋆ Sebek at first is all like ‘WHAT'S YOUR MOTIVE, HUMAN!’ but after hearing the pure adoration in your voice, he’s immediately all like ‘I’VE MISS JUDGE YOU! YOU AREN’T AS AIRHEADED AS YOU APPEAR TO BE!!!’ (you can either choose to take it as a compliment or not-) Immediately, Sebek is inviting to his tri-weekly meetings to talk about the oh so great, waka-sama. Literally it’s just him, with a powerpoint about Malleus, and Silver, who’s slumped over in a corner. The first thing on his list is to give you the club member uniform, a white tee with malleus’s face and in comic sans, ‘Waka-Sama Forever!’ Sebek happily informs you, Lilia made it. Sebek is actually so happy to talk about Malleus with you, though he suspects after a few, ahem-unholy, comments from you, that your view on Mal is not the same as his. Nonetheless! Sebek happily listens to your rants.

⋆ Though, beware everyone else’s eardrum because you both don’t shut up. (silver is unsurprisingly not disturbed)

⋆ How do I put this?….Malleus is so fucking smug. So much smugger than anyone else on this list. Like his favorite human, no HIS Human, is talking so fondly about him, looking at him like he’s the sun and moon and the universe. Like how can he not be smug about it, but most of all, how can he not fall impossibly deeper in love with you? Like you might not know this, but Malleus talks about you the same way you talk about him. Him knowing this just causes him to feel like his crush on you can be a reality. You and him can be the future

[agendercrisisx]

Bestfriend!Sero who finds out you bf cheated on you so he makes it up to you..

Bestfriend!Sero X F!Reader

Genre:Smut

This is such a good idea, but I only write gender-neutral so I'm gonna make it gn!reader afab :)

When you need a friend

Warnings: smut, fingering, oral f!receiving,

Summary: Your long time boyfriend cheats on you, and you don't know what to do. The only thing that makes sense, is going to your best friends house. You end up at Sero' door, a mess of emotions. He takes you in, gives you a drink. And takes good care of you.

Word count: 1790

You stand in the rain on the doorstep of the person he was so worried about. But the only person you really trust. The person who was always there, but you pushed away for some stupid boy.

You raise your hand to knock but are stopped as the door opens. Sero stops in his tracks, finding your figure and a small smile spreads on his lips.

"Fuck I missed you!" He grabs you and pulls you into a tight hug. You laugh and feel the tears burning. Fuck everything is so messed up right now.

He pulls back and looks at your face, and his expression quickly turns worried.

"Hey hey, what's going on, you okay?" You shake your head slowly, and a tear falls down your cheek.

"Here let's just talk," He turns and pulls you after him into his home, letting go of your hand as you step inside and closing the door behind you.

"Sit down." He says softly and places you on the couch. "Give me a sec," He leaves into the kitchen for a minute before coming back with two glasses and a bottle of whiskey.

"Drinks then talk." He smiles and pours you a glass, you take it happily and down it instantly.

"Wow wow, slow down darling." He laughs and takes a sip of his own drink.

"I need something to calm my nerves..." You mumble and pour yourself another glass and downs that as well. He just looks at you, waiting for you to start the conversation.

As the alcohol kick in, and the feeling hits you, you open up to him.

"Emh you know my boyfriend?" He nods slowly, already guessing what you are about to say.

"He kinda... umh... cheated." You stretch the last word out and look down at the floor. He doesn't say anything for a hot minute, letting you suffer while he thinks.

"That fucking sucks, want me to make it up to you?" You turn your body towards him and give him the most confused look. He smirks and places a hand on your thigh.

"Come on pretty you know what I'm asking." He leans closer to you and whispers against your ear. "Please baby, let me make it better?" He pulls back and makes eye contact with you, trying to read your expression.

"How should that help?" You hold eye contact and try to think it through. Had you always kinda had a crush on your best friend? Yes. Did he make you feel better? Yes. Could this make the feeling of being betrayed feel less overwhelming? Maybe.

"Oh baby, you know what I mean, remember you told me he hadn't made you cum?" He grins, "I could make you cum on my tongue, cock, or fingers till your brain can't even comprehend it anymore. I could make you feel all better, make you forget about that idiot. Show you exactly what you missed the last six months with him. Show you how much better I am. Why you should have chosen me in the beginning! I can show you so much, baby."

You clench your thighs, the stream of his words have you feeling some type of way. You swallow and linger a hand just beside his cheek.

"Your move baby." He raises an eyebrow anticipating your next move. You lean forward and he grabs your hair and pulls you tightly against his mouth. His tongue runs along your lower lip, begging for entrance. You obey and open your mouth letting him in. He is fast and the kiss is dominant. He quickly takes control and moves you as he pleases.

"So good for me, now let me take care of you, baby." He mumbles against your lips and presses closer to you. He moves your body so your legs are spread and you are leaning against the back of the couch. "So pretty," He gets down on his knees, kneeling before you looking at your clothed pussy.

He swallows and a smirk spreads on his handsome face. He grabs the hem of your bottoms, "Lift your hips." You do as he says and he pulls them down with your underwear.

You close your legs and look away as he makes eye contact.

"Look at me." You are flustered and embarrassed but do as he says. Your eyes meet and he smiles so softly, "Such a good baby." The praise is getting to you, and you clench your thighs. He chuckles darkly and with ease he spreads your legs, holding you open for him.

"Wow, you are so pretty." He is almost drooling at the sight of you, "can I?" He looks up at you, and you nod slowly. He dives in quickly licking from your ass to your pussy. You moan and he chuckles darkly. You clench around air and he pushes a finger inside.

You groan as he starts to move it slowly, "such a good slut." You clench around his finger as he says it and you can't believe this is really happening. You may or may not have thought about this before, how good it would feel if he ever did this to you. And its a million times better than you imagined.

He dives for your pussy, still with a finger inside. You groan as his tongue circles your clit and his finger finds your g-spot. He laughs softly and the vibrations have you arching your back. Pushing your pussy against his face.

"So eager," he takes a deep breath and pulls out his finger. You whimper at the loss, but he quickly replaces it with his tongue. He tongue fucks you and you moan loudly as he presses his thumb against your clit.

Your legs are shaking and he pulls your legs over his shoulders. "You taste so good baby," he continues his assault on your pussy and you can slowly feel yourself nearing the edge.

Your toes curl and you clamp down around his tongue and with a scream you cum. He doesn't stop though, he keeps going. Showing you that this was never just about your pleasure this was about his own too.

"So good for me, god you're so good looking. I could do this all night, if you let me of course?" It was a question and you think about it. The entire night with Hanta, your best friend. Are you even best friends anymore? But the pleasure you have felt so far, maybe its worth. But at the same time you don't wanna lose him. He is you're best friend.

"I don't know," he runs a hand down your cheek and looks up at you from his kneeling position on the floor.

"Hey, we don't have to do anything its all up to you."

"No its not that, its just... I don't wanna lose you. I can't." He smiles and hugs you tightly.

"You're never gonna lose me, you're stuck with me forever. I will be honest, me doing this was maybe a hope to be more than just friends." You lock eyes with him and his smile is soft and you quickly return it.

"I would want nothing more," you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss.

"Don't start something you can't finish," he chuckles and a shiver runs down your spine.

"What does that mean?"

"It just means that if you kiss me like that again, I'm not sure you'll get any sleep tonight."

"Who said I wanted any." You smile and he stands up, so he can look down on you. A grin spreads on his lips and he picks you up. And carries your though his house into his giant bedroom.

He throws you on the bed and crawls on top of you.

"Let me get this straight, you want me to fuck you until you can't think? And make sure you can't stand tomorrow?" You nod eagerly and he just laughs. "It would be my honor," he whispers into your ear.

His hand runs down your chest and stomach and he quickly makes deal with your clothes. It's off before you even realize and his own is soon off too. His body is toned and lean, and his dark hair flows around his face so perfectly. He looks dreaming.

He runs a finger down your belly and slowly pushes it into you. Your breath quickens and he adds another finger. You moan and he must have decided you are ready for him, cause he slips his fingers out and moves to place his dick just outside your entrance.

"You ready baby?" He looks into your eyes and waist for an answer.

"Yeah, more than anything." He chuckles and pushes the first few centimeters into you, he is big and you can feel him stretching your walls. You whimper as he slowly pulls out and pushes back in again. Working your entrance just with the tip. Fuck if he can make you feel this good with just the tip, what can he do with the whole thing then.

He pulls out again and presses his cock against your clit. You moan and cry out as he pushes all the way in. You're so wet for him, he just slides in. But you feel so full, so full of this amazing man.

"You okay with moving?" You nod and he starts slowly, working in and out of you. His breath quickens and so does yours. You can feel he is containing himself about going all in, and you grab his chin to make him look at you.

"Please just let go," you whisper and with his mood changes. His hips snap against yours and he sets a brutal paces, hammering you into the bed. Making you scream and cry out. It feel so good, you don't even try to keep quiet.

He lifts your legs up over his shoulders and the new angle has you moaning even louder. You can feel yourself nearing the edge again, this man is magic. He knows exactly what to do.

"Fuck baby im gonna cum," he groans. "Me too," you moan.

"Cum with me?" He ask and you nod along, he moves his hand to stroke your clit and that was all it took. You come crashing down, as you cum and squeeze arround him. He cums too, you can feel his loads floating around in you.

"God that was good," you say and, " agreed." He laughs and you can't help but look up at this amazing man that means everything to you.

"Thank you," you say, "for what?" "Just being you." He smiles and leans down to kiss your lips. Its tender and warm and oh so needed.

[filmofhybe]

Could I request for Enhypen? Enha & their s/o shopping/on a date and someone comes up to flirt with their s/o in front of them. And the person is actively ignoring Enha lmao

shopping date interference

pairing : ot7! x reader genre : fluff warning : jealousy , arguing , disgusting comments towards reader , swearing. 1023 words

a/n : skl is tmr i have never wanted to skip so bad. But is okay I got jungwon’s lip balm that will get me going. I also wanna cry cuz aot has officially ended. I’m not ok.

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희 승 heeseung + 박종성 Park Jeongseong + 성훈 Sunghoon

the ones that seems like they won’t notice at the very beginning. But they knew it since the beginning. For example, they would be paying for the stuff you want while your just standing behind them. Than suddenly a guy walks towards you and start flirting with you. You absolutely ignoring him and just wish they finish paying FAST. They obviously know he’s there, eardropping all the disgusting flirtatious comments they are making towards you. Wants to punch them so hard and won’t hesitate even if they are in a store. Because you deserve to get treated with respect and love. Drags you out after threatening them.

“Babe I’ll pay for this, just stay close with me alright?” He said as he walked towards the cashier. You trailing behind him because he said to stay close to him.

Your thoughts was interrupted as a stranger approaches you. “Hey gorgeous how’s your day?”

silence.

“Aww don’t ignore me bubs. Your so cute bet you’re just shy.”

silence.

“don’t be shy around me I don’t bite.”

silence.

“That would be $456 sir.”

“Aww look at your little man paying for you! I can get you some stuff as well if you want.”

“I hope you shut that disgusting mouth of yours and leave my girlfriend alone.” He says as he grabs your hand, ready to leave.

“Wow calm down I was just offering her things!”

“Well she clearly doesn’t want the stuff your offering.”

“Why are you talking for her?”

“Maybe cause she’s scared of you? If you can’t stop talking, maybe we should take it somewhere else and it’s not gonna end well for you.”

He judged that disgusting man before taking you out of the store.

“Are you alright baby? I’m so sorry I didn’t step in faster I’m just so furious that people are talking to you like that.”

“Is okay love. I just don’t want to give him attention so that’s why I ignored him.”

“Such a good girl, that’s why you deserve everything I’m getting you today and my love forever.”

にしむら りき Nishimura Riki +정원 jungwon

these two boys would be so confused what’s going on. Let’s just say they are jealous but they put their whole trust on you. They would 100% step in when it gets too far. But you would just drag them away because you think they are being super disrespectful, the way they are ignoring your boyfriend and the disgusting comments towards you. Nah they are basically disrespecting both of you. Clueless babies that just stares at you afterwards but acts all cuddly because they heard the stuff they said about you.

“Hey cutie how are you?” a random guy just came up to you. Catching you off guard. Your boyfriend was aware of the guy’s presence but he wants to know what he’s going to do before stepping in.

You never answer him because no man deserves your attention besides your boyfriend.

“Hey stop ignoring me. I just want to know you more!”

“Maybe a drink or something? Will that get me to know you more?”

“Maybe we can even go shop around that cute lingeri-”

“Are you blind or are you just going to ignore u have a boyfriend? You basically disrespecting both of us?”

“Babe I’m not? I’m just tryna chat you up. You boyfriend aren’t even-”

“Maybe just leave us alone? My girlfriend clearly doesn’t want to talk to you.”

“Fuck her she’s being a bit-”

Before he can even finish his sentence, you dragged your boyfriend away. Storming off while anger is building inside of you. No one is going to disrespect you while your just trying to have a chill and relaxed shopping date.

“I’m so sorry he’s being disrespectful towards you. He can clearly see I have a boyfriend. Ugh I hate man sometimes.”

“You hate man?”

“Well you get what I mean but it’s never going to be you love…”

“This is why I love you and I put so much trust in you.”

선우 Sunoo + 심재윤 Sim Jaeyun

The ones that would make fun of him. Icl they would start making fun of him until it gets too far. They would go full on protective mode. And the fact they know he’s ignoring their presence makes his blood boil. Starts spitting out curse words at them making them take back everything they had said. Starts laughing again after you guys are out of his sight.

“Hey lovely you free?” Another day another man coming up to you. You were sick and tired of it atp because you clearly have a boyfriend, that your currently in his arms.

“Did he just came up to you wobbling and ask are you free?” Your boyfriend whispered into your ears making you chuckled before focusing on the guy that’s in front of you both. You clearly having a uninterested expression in.

“I hope that’s your brother beside you cuz your really cute, especially the skirt your wearing.” Okay that’s when he cross the line cuz why the hell is he looking at your skirt?

“That’s my boyfriend not my brother.”

“But is it okay if I get your number? Just as frien-”

“She just said im her boyfriend do you need your ears fucking checked? What the actual fuck is wrong with you..?”

“I actually don’t need a check up I just want her num-”

“Your clearly ignoring my boyfriend’s presence and I rejected your offer so no.”

Both of your blood was boiling as you walked pass him. Bumping into him as you both left him speechless and embarrassed.

“BABE STOP DID YOU SEE HIS FACE?”

“NAH WE CUSSED HIM OUT GOOD?!”

“This is why we are meant for each other.”

“Always love you know we do the funniest things together.”

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[uluvjay]

Oh captain, my captain- Q. Hughes

Summary; your boyfriend is the official captain of the Vancouver Canuck’s

Quinn Hughes x fem! Reader

Warnings?; SMUT, celebratory sex, car sex, cursing, captain kink;), riding, unprotected sex(use protection!), kissing, teasing, small fluff

Very lightly proofread

You sat in the back of the conference room watching as reporter after reporter asked your boyfriend about his new title as Captain.

The two of you and his family had known of him accepting the title back in June when the team offered it to him, but something about hearing him talk about it with that proud smile and sparkle in his eye made your heart warm.

But as soon as he stood and put that jersey on, something else warmed inside you. Meeting his eye from across the room he shot you a sneaky wink that didn’t help the throbbing if your core.

In a time where you should have been smiling maybe even crying tears of joy for him, you were clenching your thighs and thinking about all the things you’d do to him the second the two of you stepped foot into your shared home.

Being brought out of your thoughts by a cough you looked up to see him standing over you, a smirk covering his pretty face.

“We’re all done, ready to head home?” He questioned extending a hand to you.

“Yeah!” You blushed knowing he had caught you stuck in a world of unholy thoughts.

Grabbing his hand you stood up and gathered your bag that had been sitting on the seat next to you before intertwining your hand with his and making your way to the parking garage.

Once the two of you were out of prying eyes and cameras, deep down a private tunnel under the building you stopped him.

“You okay?” He asked confused by your sudden stop

“Yeah, just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you” you smiled sweetly before reaching up and pulling him into a kiss.

The kiss got hot quickly, one of his hands tangling in your hair to push his lips harder against yours while his other reached down to rest over your ass. Your own tangling in his hair as you tugged lightly, causing a whimper to escape the boys throat.

“Baby..w-we can’t do this here” he whined as your mouth attached to his jaw and made its way down his neck.

“I’m not gonna be able to make it home Quinny” you told the boy, looking up at him with hazy eyes.

“Fuck” he cursed under his breath trying to think of the quickest place to take you.

“The car?” He questioned

“Let’s go Hughes” you replied, grabbing his hand and practically dragging him to his jeep.

Thankfully he had parked in a dark and hidden spot in the garage. Approaching the vehicle he unlocked it and opened the back door to quickly push you inside.

Once he was sat in the middle of the back seat you pounced on him. Lips attached to his in a messy kiss as his hands rolled up the bottom of your dress, fingers dipping down to move your panties to the side.

Only for a groan to escape the captains throat at the realization that you hadn’t even been wearing any. He ran his middle finger through your folds allowing the wetness to collect on his finger.

“So damn wet for me baby” he smirked as you pulled away from him to unbuckle his belt.

“All for you captain” you smiled innocently, pulling his boxers and pants down enough for his cock to spring out.

“God baby” he cried as he threw his head back at the feeling of your soft hands wrapping around him.

His breath shuddered as he felt his tip run through your soaked folds, chest heaving as you finally slid down on him.

“Fuck Quinn” you cried, giving yourself a moment to adjust to the fullness. You could feel all of him, every vein, ridge, bump, all of him pressed so tightly against your walls.

After a moment you began to move yourself on his cock, hands gripping the blue jersey that covered his chest. A finger tracing over the ‘C’ embroidered on right side.

“So good for me darling” he moaned, hands working to pull the front of your dress down to allow your breast to spill out.

His mouth hastily attaching to one while his hand worked on the other, pulling, pinching, and rubbing your nipple between finger tips.

“Quinny” you moaned as you rotated your hips in his favorite way, watching his eyes roll back and mouth drop open in a silent moan.

“Not gonna last much longer baby” he cried out, the exhaustion from the long day of media and your late night getting to him.

“It’s okay, want you to come for me.” You told the boy

He could feel the familiar heat taking over his body, abs clenching under his clothes. He reached a hand down to play with your clit, doing his best to make you come at the same time as him.

It wasn’t helpful though as he felt his chest tighten, “Baby I’m coming” he moaned, head thrown back in ecstasy at the way you hugged him so tight and the way your lips felt nipping his neck.

“Cum for me Captain” you whispered in his ear.

Hearing the words fall from your mouth took him right over the edge, hands gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises as he felt himself empty inside you.

The feeling of his orgasm and the way his fingers continued to work on your clit pulled your own orgasm out of you. One final loud moan and you came all over his cock.

Slumping into his chest as both of your chests heaved up and down, mixed releases dripping down his cock as it still rested inside you.

Felling him kiss the side of your head and tap your back you moved off of him, hisses escaping both of your mouths at the sensitivity.

Sitting down beside him you pulled your dress back down and he tucked himself away. Pulling the jersey over his head you could see the way his dress shirt stuck to his built torso.

Leaning back he looked over at you with a lovesick smile covering his face. You reached over to push back the hair that had stuck to his forehead before placing a sweet and innocent kiss on his lips.

“Thanks for indulging me” you laughed.

“Anytime and anywhere baby” he laughed along as you both made your way to the front seats of the car.

The car was silent for a moment besides the sounds coming from the Ac and light music playing on the radio, both of you still in your post sex thoughts.

You had been on the road for a moment when Quinn finally spoke up.

“So a Captain kink eh?” He smirked over at you.

“Oh shut up” you both laughed as you swatted his shoulder.

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[ghostflowerhotpotch]

Growing pains

Summary: How did Jeff and Rio feel knowing Miles was sneaking out with a girl?

Jeff's rant became background noise as she lifted the sweater in confusion.

It wasn't Miles, not just because it wasn't his size (she had needed to buy so many new clothes with his growth spur that she would know) but it was...feminine, she could even smell faintly some perfume.

Whoever left it was using it recently.

"-Babe are you backing me up in this one or what?" 

Rio snapped back to reality as she felt her husband's hand on her shoulder, he looked at her still kind of upset yet more curious as to why she hasn't moved from that spot.

"Jeff, where is this from?" She asks immediately, not paying attention to whatever he has been insisting on her.

Arching an eyebrow, he didn't look too much into the item before shrugging with disinterest "I don't know, I normally let him choose whatever he wants as long as the price is okay; a better question is why his room is such a mess, maybe we should ground him an extra month for that-"

"Jeff" She called him again, trying to distract him from his authoritative-dad ideas "This isn't his, it has to belong to a girl."

The moment the word 'girl' came out of her mouth he seemed even more puzzled. Giving an actual look at the item from his wife's hands, he was trying to remember if he has seen it before "Does it belong to one of your nieces maybe?"

"I didn't remember seeing any of them using this, why it would be here anyways? We let the guest put their coats in the entrance, and I don't think either Ana or Camila would just leave this in Miles's bed for no reason."

As they both realized they couldn't recall anyone who could have this sweater, finally the other possible explanation popped into their minds. Not because it wasn't obvious, but more like-

"Is this happening now? It isn't too soon?"

"No, no no no, no way that boy brought a girl to our house, to his room, all while he is grounded." Just as quickly, Jeff was getting worked out again about this outrage.

Miles comes late (again,) with cakes that are falling apart, refuses to talk to them, and now he is hearing how he left his room to be with a girl?

Rio couldn't believe it either.

"This can't be right- He is too young to think of that!" She replied in disbelief.

She felt her husband's gaze rest on her as she stopped looking at the item (who could belong to? Maybe one of Miles's old friends from the neighborhood? As far she knew he stopped hanging out with everyone around here,) and saw the face Jeff always puts when he isn't sure how to tell her something.

"What?"

And her snappier response didn't seem to make him more confident about saying it.

"I mean- Look, don't get me wrong, we are both on the same side here" He prefaces, he needed to reserve all his energy to think how to get to that boy's skull that he couldn't do whatever he wanted, not to mention that when Rio got angry even he got scared. "But, he is fifteen honey."

"Yeah! A baby!"

"Well, not so baby, I mean at his age I was-"

The pointed look of Rio was all the information he needed to know he SHOULDN'T end that sentence.

"What I am trying to say, is that he is getting to a certain age mi amor, we cannot stop that."

Rio's shoulders fell, realizing how tense she was getting and this wasn't even going into how disobedient her son has been getting lately. As she looked towards the room (which was indeed a mess,) she saw the toys laying around, notebooks of old drawings pilled over the new ones that show his progress, she could almost see him as a toddler running around with a cape.

That felt like it was yesterday.

And now she had the sweater of a girl she doesn't know in her hands, in Miles' room.

Where did her little boy go?

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Since the Wip poll won, I decided to post this little thing that was actually, my first fic for this fandom.

I never got to publish it because it was missing two other scenes, but I decided to scrap it since the third one felt a bit too crazy, so I would do that idea for another thing.

So now while this is technically not a wip, I decided to publish it since I don't have any works in progress I can give sneak peaks for now.

Thanks for reading!

[imrllytootiredforthis]

Christmas Miracles

Pairing: Chan x reader

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve and Chan is still working, no matter how much you try to convince him to take a break

Warnings: Dom reader, sub chan, handjob, use of petnames (good boy, baby, etc), slight exhibitionism, probably more that I forgot

Word Count: 5.8k

A/N: This is way, way too reflective on my mental health rn, but really, who needs to actually confront your problems when you can just write an angsty, smutty christmas fic abt them?

That being said, 18+ minors DNI

It’s Christmas Eve.

Christmas fucking Eve and your boyfriend hasn’t left the studio once.

Not for food, not for water, not to simply say hi to you or the others, not for a bathroom or brain break. 

Not once. In fact, you don’t even think he’s taken a break from working at all in there. You know because you check in with him every hour and half.

And-you guessed it!

Every. Single. Time. He’s. Working.

Headphones pulled over his ears, fingers clicking keys and eyes glued to that computer.

And frankly, it was getting frustrating. Frustrating because you and the others have been waiting out here all day, talking, chatting. You’d come a few hours early to the secret santa gift exchange you and Felix had set up, with your gift for Han.

You made sure that you were there extra, extra early. Made sure to give your workaholic boyfriend lots of extra time to finish up his work, giving him periodic warnings every half hour to let him know just how long he had left. 

Every time he’d nod offhandedly, hum in acknowledgement but not really listen before he’d shoo’d you off, saying he knew and that you could stop mothering him.

And so you gave him some slack, getting off his back a bit as he requested, trusting that he would be able to regulate everything by himself. 

And when everyone finally got there, gathered around on the floor, ready for the gift exchange, you stood up and said that you’d get Chan and the activity could commence.

You popped your head into his studio, gently asking if he was ready. “It’s time, you ready? Got your gift?”

He spun around on his wheelie chair, looking at you, confused. “My gift?”

“What do you mean ‘My gift?’, Chan? We’re doing a gift exchange. Everyone’s here, that’s what I’ve been bothering you about for all day!”

Blank. Not a single thought in that pretty head of his.

He did not.

“Huh?”

Your jaw clenched. “You did not. Chan.”

He rubbed at his red eyes, the bags under them prominent from the apparent lack of sleep despite how many times you’ve told him to stop working and get a full proper night of it. 

“Wait-we’re doing a gift exchange-since when?”

You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. “The one that Felix and I set up like three weeks ago! We picked names from a hat!” You paused, remembering the day with a heavy sigh. “No, you weren’t there, but I gave it to you when you got home that night. I even remember-you had Hyunjin. You were asking me what I thought you should get for him.”

He nodded slowly, pursing his lips, eyes not meeting your’s. “...Still don’t know what you’re talking about. I have no memory of this happening.

“I remember, I told you that you were supposed to come up with it yourself, it was supposed to be special that way.”

Running a hand through his unruly hair that didn’t look like he had brushed in a while, he shook his head again. “Look, I don’t know, maybe it just slipped my mind, I don’t remember any of this.”

“Fucking hell, Chan! I told you about this, weeks ago! I told you last week. I told you a few days ago, I reminded you over and over and you told me you had it covered!” 

Finally leaving the doorway you stepped inside, shutting the door behind you, hoping no one else heard the outburst. When you looked back to him, it seemed you had already lost his attention, his eyes turned back to the screen, fingers hovering over the keyboard. “Turn off the damn computer and listen to me!”

And that was the final thing to have his headphones coming off, hesitating for a minute over the shut off button before deciding your rage over fighting over this particular thing wouldn’t be worth it.

The screen went black and he turned to you. And it finally hit you, the extent of his overworking.

He looked tired-exhausted, pale and unruly. He looked as if he hadn’t eaten or slept or drank anything in days. 

Rubbing a hand over his face, he groaned. “Look, I’m sorry! I’ve just been so busy with work-”

“And that’s it! All you ever do is work now! You cancel plans to work! We barely spend any time together because you’re working! The others barely ever see you because you’re working! Look at yourself Chan, you don’t look like you’ve even been taking care of yourself!”

“I just need to finish this one project and then I promise-I’ll take a break!”

“That’s what you always say! That’s what you said for the last project, for the one before that and the one before that and that’s what you’ll say for the one after this!”

He opened his mouth, but you cut him off. “You need to take a break and take a break now! No ‘one more hour’, no ‘one more day’, no ‘after this project is finished’! You are going to take a break now and you are going to not look at your computer until after Christmas.”

“But-”

“I don’t want to hear it.” You grabbed his arm, opening the door and pulling him out of the studio for what you could only guess and hope you were wrong was the first time in days.

The others smiled and greeted Chan happily when the two of you walked in. You smiled, pretending you didn’t see the obvious looks of concern passing between the boys. The walls were too fucking thin for this. 

They began shouting exclamations about how they felt like they hadn’t seen their leader in forever, congratulating you for finally being able to get him out the studio for once.

You side-eyed him all the while as he looked down at his feet, rubbing his neck and apologizing sheepishly. 

“Sorry guys, I’ll try to be more...present from now on...”

The others nodded and you clapped your hands together, gaining everyone’s attention with a “Well, anyway...does anyone wanna start this gift exchange?”

Cheers filled the room as you led Chan to the couch, sitting him down before taking your place next to him.

--

The rest of the night was fun, you received a spray bottle from Seungmin, telling you to spray Chan with it whenever he worked for too long. Everyone got a laugh out of that.

Chan got a ‘World’s Best Dad’ mug from Han and you could see him almost getting teary-eyed as he read it, pulling Han in for a hug and thanking him for the somewhat of a joke present.

Hyunjin seemed fine with the lack thereof of a gift but played it up a lot, pretending to be wounded by Chan, grabbing at his chest and falling to his knees in a fake sob of agony.

Truly, you enjoyed it.

You couldn’t remember the last time you’d hung out with all the boys and Chan, forgetting sometimes really how close they all were, how well they knew each other and how much more than coworkers they’d become over the years.

You also greatly forgot how loud they all were. 

The laughing and constant clapping to accompany it, things shouted, so unhinged it had everyone laughing from just the absurdity of it.

Several times they got into ‘fights’ that were really just shouting with the escalation of someone trying to yell louder than the other until everything was incoherent screaming. It ended when suddenly the entire thing turned to laughter, all eight boys pretty much rolling on the floor with it while you sat there, very confused and slightly amused by it all.

It was the first time in a while you saw Chan so carefree and happy, so relaxed. 

It was nice to see.

Well, it was nice to see until he wiped the tears from his eyes from laughing too hard and suddenly he didn’t look so relaxed.

He looked tired again, woozy like he might pass out or something. 

You take his hand at look at him with a soft smile. “You good, Channie?”

He nods but his skin has taken on a sickly pale colour. “Yeah, yeah. I-i’m good, I think-I think I just need to go to the bathroom, yeah?”

“Okay...”

And like that he stands up, announcing to the others that he has to go to the bathroom, saying to not wait up for him as he trails down the hall in an almost unsteady manner.

You’re overreacting you tell yourself. You’re overreacting, he knows himself best, he knows his limits. He knows how to take care of himself.

You. Are...Overreacting.

And then he’s gone for ten minutes...

Fifteen...

Twenty minutes. 

“Wait, where’d Chan go?” Han questions, popping his head up from where he lays on the floor, rolling around and gasping for air from something Changbin’s said.

“He went to the bathroom, remember?” Lee Know replies, not even lifting his head up from where he lays.

You sigh, standing up. “I think, uh, that I’ll go check on him.”

They all echo okays and laughter, jokes about how Chan can’t even go to the bathroom in peace anymore, but at this point you could care less about the heckling.

All you care about now is hoping that this wasn’t what you had an itching feeling it was.

That he isn’t doing what you think he is.

But perhaps that’s too much to wish for on this Christmas Eve as you knock on the bathroom door twice, leaning in in wait for his response. “Chan? You okay in there, baby?”

No reply.

“Chris?”

Nothing.

“Chan...I’m coming in, okay?”

You try the handle first, unlocked, then you slowly push the door open, looking in to see...that you were right. He isn’t in there.

He better not.

You rush down the hall, hoping-desperately hoping that you’re wrong and maybe...you don’t know, but hoping that he had some kind of excuse as to why he wasn’t in the bathroom and you’re assuming that he never was.

Well maybe, maybe...he needed to grab something from the studio. Maybe when he went to the bathroom it was already in use, so he went to the one on the other side of the building. Maybe he...went to get fucking take-out...without telling you or the others about it...

They were all lame excuses and you knew they were all wrong as your feet led you to the one place you knew he would be. The one place he would be, doing the one thing you knew he would be doing.

“Chris?”

Your voice is wary, tired as the door creaks, slightly screeching as you pull it open.

“L-look! I can explain!”

And there he was. 

Sitting at his desk, his headphones pulled over his ears, his fingers hovering over the keyboard, on that goddamned computer.

The boys continued to laugh and yell outside but you still close the door, hoping that with their level of sound and the door it would be enough to mute your sounds. 

Your voice is deadly calm when you speak, masking the anger burning inside of you. “Then explain Chan-because I am really hoping right now that you have a good explanation.”

He looks down, hanging his head in shame and you know he doesn’t. “I’m...I’m sorry, I’m trying, I really am...it’s just there’s so much work to do and so little time to get it all done. I wanna take a break, I wanna spend time with you and the boys...it’s just...”

“It’s just what! I get it-you wanna get this finished,” The calm in you is gone, replaced with a near hysteria, shutting your eyes and clenching your fists as your voice rises in pitch. “You feel rushed and you feel as if you need to get it all done as soon as possible but you can take a break! You need to take a break!”

You move toward him, turning that spinning chair so he’s facing you. You take his face in your hands, forcing him to look you in the eye. “This isn’t healthy how hard you’re working! It’s Christmas-it’s a damn holiday and, and you’re working! Do you not understand, do you not hear what I’m saying?”

He opens his mouth, trying to look away but you don’t let him, don’t let up on the grip you have on him. “I-I do, it’s just-”

“No, do you actually hear what I’m saying? Cause Chris, I need you to hear me right now. I need this to cement in your mind, I need you to think and realize that this isn’t healthy! This isn’t good for you and it isn’t good for us and if that’s really not enough of a reason for you, then it isn’t good for the company. They can’t have you passing out on-stage because you haven’t been sleeping or eating or drinking.” 

You drag in a heavy breath. “So, do you actually hear what I’m saying?”

“Yes, yes, I hear you.”

You don’t notice the tears spilling down your face until his eyes are getting watery too and he’s wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him.

He buries his head into your stomach and shakes with heaving sobs. You pat his back, trying to soothe him the best you can as you cover your mouth with the opposite hand, trying to stay silent as you do the same.

And suddenly all of the energy drains out of you. The anger is replaced by pure exhaustion.

You’re crying and he’s crying and you’re clinging to each other, grasping at the comfort the other provides, the small cracks built over the past while finally breaking until a flood is released. 

Everything that’s happened, everything that hasn’t happened, everything that had to be said and everything that didn’t. It’s all there, silent and unspoken in the embrace.

It’s all there and you both understand it without a single word having been said. With just the tears and the touch and the wet spot that you’re sure is staining your shirt now as he buries his head into you. 

And suddenly you’re laughing, watery, hiccupy laughs that don’t really sound like laughs-and nothing going on right now is really funny but you can’t help it-because it’s Christmas Eve and you’re supposed to be happy, and it’s supposed to be the happiest time of the year, bright lights and warmth and family and you’re the exact fucking opposite right now. 

Because you’re both so, so fucking burnt out, so, so fucking tired and you’re both really, really done and all you can really do right now is cry.

You don’t know how long it’s for.

Until the tears run out and you’re staring at the wall blankly, playing with Chan’s hair as he clutches onto you, the waterworks stopped with the after breakdown sniffles present.

You’re not sure and don’t really care if the others heard you but if you strain your ears you can still hear their distant laughter clearly.

“Y-you okay?” You whisper, snivelling in a way you’re sure is unattractive but in all honestly you’re much too far past that at this point.

He doesn’t reply, only pulls far enough away to look up at you with big, sad, red eyes and even redder cheeks...and...oh.

Oh.

He pushes himself against you and you can clearly feel the large bulge pressed up against you as he looks up at you with those big sad eyes.

And now you’re kind of confused.

You’re not really sure what this means.

Now?

After that?

Maybe you’re just reading the context clues wrong but he looks at you and bites his lip, looking away shyly.

You sigh and pull him up off the chair, pushing him over to the couch in the corner of the room. He lands on it with a small oomph, still holding you by the waist and pulling you in close to him.

It’s a weird transition, from what just happened to this. From the tearstains still prominent on either of your faces to whatever this is. Whatever this is turning into.

But if this is what he wants right now, what he wants from you. Well then you’re going to give it to him.

“You’re gonna need to tell me what you need baby. Verbalize it for me.”

He sniffles again. “I just...I really need you right now. Will you just...” He mumbles the last part, turning pink under your gaze.

You sigh, looking at him with gentle eyes before settling against the opposite side of the couch against the arm of it. “C’mere.” 

He scrambles across the cushions to meet you, kneeling between your legs and tilting his head, waiting for you to give him direction. “C’mon baby, turn around,” He follows your lead until he’s sitting between your legs, his back against your chest, your resting chin on his shoulder. “Okay honey, ‘M gonna need you to tell me exactly what you need. Loud and clear so I can hear you.”

He shudders and you can tell he’s struggling to get out the words. “C-can you please...take care of me? Just wanna feel you.”

He paws at the sleeves of your shirt and you can tell what he’s asking for. Another time you might’ve teased him, played a little dumb, asked to elaborate on the request. But neither of you have the energy for that right now, so he’s granted that small mercy.

“Good boy, Channie,” He shivers at the words, squirming as you shift him slightly in order to pull off your own shirt, dropping it onto the floor to find later before feeling at the hem of his. “Can I take this off for you?”

“Yeah,” His voice is small and shaky as you pull it over his head, lifting his arms to make the job easier. And when it’s off and joined your own on the floor you’re already touching him.

You’re touching him and he’s sighing, relaxing, falling so quickly as your fingers graze his abdomen, tracing over his hard-earned abs and pecs, brushing over his sensitive buds. They harden quickly and he’s moaning, breathy little pants falling from his lips as his eyes slip shut-as you continue. Continue to touch and pinch and stroke and grope.

And over everything, it’s your voice that has every last drop of remaining tension in his body melting away, turning him into putty in your hands. Your voice as you whisper into his ear how good of a boy he is, how much he deserves this, how much he deserves everything and more.

He doesn’t think he could move even if he wanted to-and he doesn’t. Chan never wants to move from this spot-from this moment-here with you.

Your breath fans over the side of his face, leaving small kisses over his neck between every word. “Does it feel good Channie?”

"Nngh," he whines, not answering the question but this time it’s okay, this time you let it slide, continuing as his breathing quickens, moaning climbing higher in pitch as you gently ask the question again.

“Channie, baby? Asked you a question baby.”

He drags his eyes open just enough to look at you, pulling you against him into a short but sloppy kiss. “So, so good-please-please touch me, need it~”

For once you don’t ask him to clarify, if the bags under his eyes are anything to go by, he deserves this, deserves a break-a reward if you will-after working so hard.

Your hand fall to his hips and he whines at the loss. Chuckling lightly you kiss his cheek. “Patience baby.”

He nods breathlessly and gasps as you push his pants and boxers down, shivering at the cool air meets his heated skin and his cock slaps up against his abdomen. “T-touch me, please-please, need it so ba-”

His breath hitches, voice cutting off as you lick a strip up his neck, dragging your hand over his cock at the same time. You tsk him as he lets out an especially loud moan. “Patience, no need to get all worked up, s’okay.”

His is breath is gone, gone, gone, gone as his thighs reflexively shut at the sudden touch. You coo at him, placing your own legs between them and prying them apart.

His hips rock forward gently as you thumb over his slit, gathering his arousal and using it to slide your hand up and down him easier. “P-please.” He doesn’t know what he’s asking for but the words slip out instinctively, they feel right for the moment, for the desperation and need he feels, coursing, burning through his veins.

Your lips skip across the skin of his neck, nipping and licking at the unmarked skin. Hand starting slow and gaining in pace to match his pulse against your lips, squeezing the base as he loses more and more control of his body. His hips jumping up erratically, noises coming out louder and louder, higher and higher in need. 

“Gotta be quiet, darling, the boys are still outside.” You breath.

He freezes for a second, horror crossing his mind at the thought. But then the way your hand feels...gripping him, sliding up and down him. Sparks of pleasure explode behind his eyelids and all he can do is dig his teeth into bottom lip to keep quiet.

His hand falls to where your’s trails, up and down, up and down his chest, teasing and stroking. He grasps at your fingers, pawing at them clumsily. “N-need you,” He whispers, voice light and airy. Cute. Adorable in the way his body squirms against yours, cock pulsing in your hand. 

A small bead of pre-cum pearls at the tip, spilling over your fingers. “P-please,” he moans. “H-hold, nngh, h-hold my ha-hand.”

Your heart melts and you oblige his request, turning the hand over to intertwine your fingers with his. “Of course, such a good boy for me. Such a good, good boy.”

His body tenses, abs clenching and unclenching as he squeezes your hand tighter, almost painfully but you could care less as you continue, movements getting smoother and smoother due to the arousal leaking. 

He whimpers out loudly, toes curling as his body convulses. “Please-please-please-please, can I cum, can I cum, can I please-please can I cum?”

You hush him, kissing up his cheek, his temple, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. 

“It’s okay. Cum for me Channie.”

With the words his body tenses, breath hitching in his throat as his legs tremble, letting out a high-pitched whimper and, with a last throb, he cums.

Sticky white liquid spills over your fingers as he falls lax into your arms, panting and sweaty. His body’’s energy used up and drained. 

Completely and utterly boneless as you pull your hand away from his and use it pet back his sweaty hair. “How’d you feel baby?”

He sighs, “Great. Really, really great.” His eyelids flutter in a struggle to keep them open. “Thank you.” You hum, watching his eyes finally slip shut, lips pouting up. “Kiss me, please?”

With a small giggle you do, pecking those pouted lips once, twice, smiling while he pouts further, letting out an indignant whine. “Kiss me.”

You heart flutters in your chest and he moans as you claim his lips with your own, softly sliding your tongue into his mouth, kissing him breathless until you have no choice but to pull away.

Glancing over to his moniter on his desk the time shows clearly and you give him one more peck on the nose.

“Merry Christmas Channie.”

Tiredly, he whispers back, eyes already shut. “Merry Christmas, love you so, so, so much.”

You smile, pausing for a moment to hear that the boys outside have gone quiet-probably from having gone home if the time is anything to go by. 

“Love you too baby.” You murmur back, but he’s already asleep, lightly snoring with a slight smile on his lips.

He’s sleeping. Calm and relaxed, and finally, he’s taking a break.

Maybe it is a Christmas Miracle after all.

A/N: My taglist is open now here, hope everyone enjoys this and has a happy holidays!

@imsolovelylovely​, @hobihearteu​, @lino-jagiyaa 

[heavyhitterheaux]

FL CONCEPT : The triplets start dating, Jack knew about Axel, but didn’t about the girls so there’s a huge argument.

Ivy came down the steps with you behind her while Jack was half asleep on the couch in the living room. He opened his eyes once he heard the two of you and looked to see that Ivy was dressed up and you were fixing a few stray hairs that had fallen out of place. 

“You look gorgeous, princess. Where are you going?”

“Thank you, daddy. Mommy helped me with it. I’m going on a date with Damion.”

Jack then did a double take.

“On a WHAT? Excuse me? Since when did this happen?”

Ivy looked over to you for help and you simply looked at him dumbfounded.

“What do you mean when did this happen? Didn’t we agree that when they turned 16 that they were allowed to date?” You said since you were now confused at his outburst.

“Yes, we agreed on that but I didn’t know we actually STARTED. Axel came and told me he was, but they are now too?! Who is this boy? I need to meet his parents. I don’t know anything about him.”

“Okay, first off, I already did and calm down before Ivy gets upset because that is the last thing I want.”

“Oh, so you met them and didn’t think that was something to tell me?”

“You weren’t here and he is very nice and actually asked me for permission to take her out on a date. You are literally screaming your head off for nothing.”

“So, now it’s nothing? My daughter…”

“Daughters. Autumn went out on a date too.”

“And no one thinks they need to tell me anything when things like this happen!?”

“Jackman, stop it right now because I can see she’s about to cry and we’ll deal with it later after she leaves.”

“Don’t even Jackman me because you had plenty of opportunities to tell me and you didn’t.”

Just then the doorbell rang and Jack quickly moved past you in order to open the door.

“Mommy, is he mad at me?” Ivy quietly asked when Jack was out of earshot and you quickly shook your head no.

“No, and don’t you worry about it. Go out and have fun while I deal with your grumpy father.” You said while taking her hands in yours and looking up at her since all of your kids got Jack’s height and towered above you. 

“I don’t like when he’s mad at me, maybe I shouldn’t go.”

“Hey, hey none of that. I promise he’s not, and I don’t even know what he’s carrying on about because when I started dating him, I was younger than you were. Have fun like I said and you know our safe word. If you ever feel uncomfortable at any time and want to leave, I’m just a text or call away.”

“Thanks, mommy. I love you.”

“Love you too, baby boo. Now come on so Damion can see how pretty you look.”

You held her hand as both of you made your way towards the door and Damion looked terrified.

“Damion! Hi, sweetie! She’s all ready to go. And don’t pay my husband any mind. Now you two have fun and bring her back at 11.”

“Hi Mrs. Harlow! And these are for you and these are for you Ivy.” He said while handing you both a bouquet of flowers. 

“ELEVEN?!”

“Jackman.” You said through gritted teeth.

You both watched the two of them get settled in Damion’s car before going back in the house and all you did was shake your head at him and cross your arms.

“What?”

“You upset our baby! I told you not to and you did it anyway! She thinks that you’re mad at her and said that maybe she shouldn’t go.”

“I just… Y/N.. you have to see where I’m coming from. I didn’t mean to upset her but…”

“I started dating you when I turned 15, did I not?”

“Yes, but…”

“Our babies aren’t stupid and we need to give them a chance. I trust them to make good decisions and you need to as well.”

All Jack did was sigh.

“We agreed on this. I admit that I definitely should have said something to you about it, but Ivy and Autumn wanted to do it themselves just like Axe did.”

“I just… our babies are literally almost adults and I’m not ready.”

“This conversation sounds familiar. And do you remember when we first found out I was pregnant with them and scared shitless? And now look, we’re sixteen years in. They’re going to be fine, just like we were.”

“I’ll… apologize to her when she comes back. At eleven on the dot.”

“Jack, baby..”

“11:01, I’m on the porch, 11:02, I’m in the car, 11:03….”

“We get it, just make sure you apologize to our oldest baby.”

“And you deserve an apology too. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that.”

“And you’re forgiven. I get it that things can be scary when it comes to them doing more and being independent, but you know for a fact they’ll always need us. And wait, what did you say to Damion?!”

“Boys only, babe.”

You immediately rolled your eyes.

[fallinforerling]

hi!!! maybe you can do some fluff with Erling, where he takes care of a drunk reader? I think prompt 1 & 2 would be perfect for that!!!

Have a great day!

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this is for you my lovely @gracelsalvatore 🥺❤️‍🩹 Thank you for the request, ilysm!

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“I’m so excited!” You said, looking through the window as Erling pulled into the private garage. It was your first time attending a private party of any kind, which made you feel a bit out of place. The only thing that was a bit relieving was that this one was hosted by one of your boyfriend’s good friends, Jack, whom you knew and liked a lot. 

“You look like it.” Erling replied, laughing as you fixed your shirt for the hundredth time. “I’m sure everyone’s going to find it so adorable that you choose to wear my shirt of all things.”

“Hey! It’s a football themed party. Of course I’m going to wear your shirt... Besides, I also got these nice sunglasses.” You winked at him from above the lenses, making him giggle a bit. They were just normal sunglasses with little footballs embroidered randomly on the frame, but you thought they complemented the whole outfit perfectly.

“Very good, number 9. Let’s go.” He got out of the car, getting to your side faster than you could manage to see. Man, he had long legs. “After you, madam.” He joked, making a little reverence while you got out.

“I’m nervous.” You confessed, holding the hand he was offering you. 

“Why? They all love you.” He said while locking the car, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. 

“You say all like it isn’t just Jack, Julián and their girlfriends who already know me…” You gave a knowing look, knowing how impartial he could be. “What if I say something stupid?”

“You aren’t capable of saying something stupid, my love. You’re the most brilliant person I’ve ever met.” He stated it like it was common knowledge, smiling a bit before resuming his pace towards the front door. 

“Thank you, babe.” You blushed a bit. “But I’m serious! You know I’m socially awkward.” You sighed. “If I get too nervous then I can drink a bit to ease up, right?”

That seemed extremely funny to your boyfriend, who looked down at you strangely. His lips twisted a bit, like he was trying to stop a laugh from falling from his lips. 

“You can… But be careful.”  

“C’mon babe! You’re looking at me like I get drunk after two beers or something like that. I know how to handle my alcohol!”

You got an unimpressed look as the only answer, followed by a little scoff.

What was that supposed to mean? You can handle alcohol.

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But as Erling predicted, you were getting progressively drunker as the time passed. He observed how everything went down. It started with you taking tiny sips from a cocktail Emilia offered as soon as you entered, seeming comfortable enough around the girls. You even managed to make some jokes and have a long chat with Ruben without actual alcohol in your system for the first two hours. 

Sadly, as more people approached you, you went from calm to anxious, growing more and more nervous. He knew you couldn’t help it, so he obliged when you insisted on getting another cocktail. He should have known better. That single cocktail turned into multiple ones during the next few hours. At least you weren’t actually wasted, but there was something about how you laughed and how your eyes squinted while looking up that let him know it was time to go. 

“Okay, elskling. Time to go home.” He said once you were all alone, eating what it seemed to be a… burger? When you didn’t react right away, he rubbed your back, slightly entertained by your state. “Baby? Home, now.” 

“Excuse me?” You gave him a confused expression once you turned around. Your eyes were squinting, as if you hadn’t recognized him right away. “I won’t go home with you!” Your tone was reeking of shock, sounding slightly offended by his suggestion. 

“What do you mean?” He laughed, still caressing your back. “We came here together. Why wouldn’t you?”

You sat there for a good minute, looking into space, until you shook your head, still holding the tiny burger that only God knew where you got it from. 

“That’s not true! Because I came here with my boyfriend, look! I’m wearing his shirt!” You pointed to your back. “Number 9, Erling Haaland, the best striker in the Premier League.” You whispered the last part, leaning a bit towards him. 

That totally threw him off. He couldn’t help but laugh loudly, not believing that you weren’t recognizing him. He was wrong… You were really, really wasted. 

“Baby… I’m Erling Haaland. I am your boyfriend… And that’s my jersey… You do know I’m your boyfriend, right?” 

“No, no. Do you really think I don’t know who my boyfriend is?” You scoffed. “This is not your jersey! I would never wear the jersey of someone who isn’t my boyfriend.” You paused, blinking a bit while examining his face. “But you do look like him, though…”

“Of course I do!” He giggled, not believing that this was really happening. “I look like Erling because I am Erling!” He took your face in his hands, rubbing his thumbs along your blushed cheeks until your sleepy eyes sparked with the hint of recognition that the alcohol had blocked moments ago. “How about now? Do I look more to your actual boyfriend up-close?” 

“Babe?” Was all you said, biting your lip as your cheeks blushed even more. Oh, you were embarrassed. “Oh my god, what’s gotten into me?” You buried your face on his chest, feeling mortified for that… stupid scene you just made. 

He just laughed it off, hugging you back and not talking about the whole not-recognizing-him thing even when you were all alone inside the car. Although he did look at you with such amusement that you knew right there and then, he wasn’t letting this die any time soon. 

One week later… 

“Honey?” You murmured through your sleepy state, patting his chest so he could wake up too. “We’re going to be late if we don’t get up now…” 

You heard him yawn before he put his hand over yours. Suddenly, his posture changed and you knew what was coming. 

“Excuse me?! Who are you and what are you doing on my bed? You’re not my girlfriend!” 

“Oh my god! When are you going to leave it alone?” 

All you could hear was his endless laughter as he rolled around in bed, enjoying how much you dreaded the moment you didn’t recognize him all those days ago and therefore gave him the perfect excuse to make fun of you. You were right back then; there wasn’t a single day since then where he didn’t bring it up.

Fucking hell… 

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I received this ask and accidentally posted this without even finishing the request. I had to delete the post I made, so I hope the person who asked for this request reads this and likes it. 🫶

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Jin loved his members so much. Especially Jungkook, he was like a kid to him and a little brother to you. But never did he expect that he would want to kick him out someday, that too, for giving him blue balls.

Yep. The kid currently chewing the food, you, his girlfriend made for a date HE was supposed to be on with you, alone, intimately, with you on his lap, making out or maybe even more than that. BUT!

Somehow, today was not Jin’s day. He had you so close, against the kitchen counter, you smiled at him, suggesting things he totally understood. Wine visible in your eyes and on your cheeks. He wanted to kiss you everywhere, but what is he doing right now?

“Noona, did you really make this sauce with peanut butter?”

Yea, he was watching Jungkook lick the spoon that rested inside the sauce.

“Mhm.” You nod happily seeing him eat. You loved to feed people with the food you cooked. It was kind of your love language. You made chicken satay for the dinner, which Jin had been craving ever since you made it two weeks ago.

Cheeks still flushed, you watch the younger guy eat the saucy dish with full cheeks. Earlier, Jin wanted to tell him that you guys were somewhat busy, but you being you, the pretty, loving and so loveable you, wanted to feed the guy who came directly from the airport since he was hungry and wasn’t in the mood to make something.

Why the fuck didn’t he order take away?

“The chicken is also so good and soft. Can I take some home?” Jin’s eyes sparkle at the sentence the maknae lets out.

“Yes sure! Get up, I’ll pack some.” Jungkook lifts his head with wide, confused eyes to watch his hyung get up immediately, almost knocking the chair over. Holding Jin’s hand, you stop him with a pout on your lips, big eyes requesting him not to be rude. His shoulders sag as he rolls his eyes, sitting back in his chair.

“I’ll pack you some later, Kook. You tell me more about your vacation, we’ll have dinner with you while we talk, right, baby?” You look at your boyfriend, squeezing his hand softly. Requesting.

Jins nods, he cant refuse anything you ask. Although he wants to smack his clueless brother.

After almost 20 minutes later, Jungkook decided to leave with some chicken and sauce packed in a small bento. The only silver lining in the cloud visible to Jin was how you all had finished dinner, and after Jungkook leaves, you both could finally-

“hey hyung, Yoongi hyung just messaged to ask if you wanna have drinks at his place? Taehyung hyung and Namjoon hyung are also gonna be there, others are slightly busy.” He says, looking at you, and you nod gently listening to him.

“I dont think I could-“ Jin mumbles, hesitantly rubbing the back of his neck.

“You should go, baby. I mean, you guys need some rest and time out of the company.” You tell your boyfriend, and he turns his head at you in confusion at which you nod with a smile. “you go wait for him downstairs, kook.” Hearing this, Jungkook looks at his hyung, moving his brows up and down in question.

Letting out a sigh, Jin mumbles. “Yea I’ll be there, you go.”

“Okay, but bring the makgeolli you made. It's so good.” Jungkook says as he slips his shoes on leaning in for a side hug with you. “See you later, Noona, come hyung.” He nods his head in the door’s direction, stepping out.

“I definitely would’ve if I continued the date.” He mumbles with narrowed eyes, and you chuckle. Squishing his cheeks as he picks his jacket from the coat hanger by the door, you kiss him on the cheeks. “I hope you know why I want you to go, right?”

He nods and pecks your lips, “so that I can chill with the boys.” He says eyes on the fabric, still nodding but with poutier lips, hands fiddling with the jacket's zipper “Mhm. You haven’t done that in ages, baby.” He nods again, and you smile, kissing his lips.

“Also, you should know that when you come back home you can...” You lean in whispering the dirty details. He groans in your ear, and you chuckle at how his hands tighten around your hips, “you want me to leave after saying that?!” he whines as you pull back, chuckling. “I can't wait for you to come back home, baby.” You whisper in his ear as he hums smiling.

He gives a smack on your hip, and you yelp, laughing.

“Me too, baby.” he says with a smirk on his lips.

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▬▬ [ 𝗘𝗡𝗛𝗬𝗣𝗘𝗡 ] RIZZING THEM UP

LEE HEESEUNG [이희승] ; Now you and I both know Heeseung is a nerd so I feel like once you get to rizzing him up he’ll probably be quick to follow. NOW YOU CANT JUST RIZZ HIM UP ANY KIND OF WAY! YOU HAVE TO DO IT SPECIAL. You going all out to pretend to fall in front of him just to say the pickup line. “Do you have a bandaid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you.” PLS- I JUST KNOW HE HAD A QUICK FOLLOW UP! “Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?” PLS BECAUSE I CAN HONESTLY SEE THIS GOING ON FOREVER! THE RIZZLER WILL NOT BE GETTING RIZZED TODAY!

JAY PARK || PARK JONGSEONG [박종성]; Jay poor poor Jay was just going about his day as usual until you showed up. When you show up, nothing good can happen. HE SHOULD'VE KNOWN SOMETHING WAS UP WHEN YOU SHOWED UP RUBBING YOUR HANDS TOGETHER LIKE AN EVIL VILLAIN. PLS! Because the way he gave you a disgusted look when you pulled out that pimp walk. THE PIMP WALK AND THE LIP BITE HAD HE LOOKING LIKE YOU SLAPPED HIS MOM. He probably wouldn’t even let you get out your words before he leaves the room. Because I can see him ignoring you and not listening to the shit that comes out of your mouth. But of course, you being you had to stop him and try to rizz him up. “You want to know my favorite tea? I’m looking at him, shawTea!” PLS, HE WOULD PROBABLY LEAVE YOU STANDING THERE LOOKING STUPID. Give him some time to throw that memory away babes OK?

JAKE SIM || SIM JAEYUN [심재윤] ; Jake is going to be completely obvious to what you’re doing. So when you sat in his lap and pushed some of his hair behind his ear, he thought it was a normal thing until you leaned in, and whispered those words in his ear. “Can I borrow a kiss? I promise to give it back.” HONESTLY, I CAN SEE HIM BEING HELLA CONFUSED. Like why would you ask for a kiss like he's not your boyfriend? Gets to the point where you have to explain to him. CUE THE SPINNING LOADING SCREEN. Gets it after a while and once he does he automatically starts saying something to you. HONESTLY I CAN'T SEE HIM SAYING THOSE OLD-ASS DAD ONES! Yep! I said! 😝

PARK SUNGHOON [박성훈] ; I don’t know why, but I can see him not honestly giving a fuck and or cringing. But you can’t blame him because you came out of nowhere with that cringey ass fucking pick up line of yours. THE DICE ROLL WALK HAD HIM CRINGING FROM THE VERY BEGINNING! That stupid walk and the smirk on your face told him everything he needed to know. And it didn't make it any better when you said that stupid pick up line. “Do you like Star Wars? Cause Yoda only one for me.” HONESTLY PROBABLY WOULD'VE BROKEN UP WITH YOU IF YOU HADN’T WALKED AWAY DOING THAT STUPID WALK AGAIN! Sunghoon honestly deserves compensation 😭!

KIM SEON WOO [김선우] ; “If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.” PLEASE BECAUSE I CAN SEE HIM PAUSING AND PRETENDING TO FREEZE. How can you freeze IRL?!?! Like please boy is not trying to put up with your bullcrap today. MANNEQUIN CHALLENGE 2.0?!? 😭 BABY REALLY SAID MAYBE IF I DON'T MOVE SHE WILL LEAVE. PLS because I can see him constantly putting up with this mess. This isn't the first time this has happened I can just tell. SUNOO BABES RUN FOR YOUR LIFE AND NEVER LOOK BACK! 😭

YANG JUNGWON [양정원] ; Now Jungwon I can see totally falling for it or getting flustered. Jungwon is just a baby who flusters easily. “Did we go to school together? I could have sworn we had chemistry.” NOW YOU CAN'T TELL ME JUNGWON WON'T BE BLUSHING! BLUSHING BABY JUNGWON! Jungwon is honestly going to be too flustered to say anything. Tries to come up with something to say but ends up failing because you just came out of nowhere with that pickup line and you expect him to say something back to you. BABY AT THIS POINT JUST LET HIM TAKE A MOMENT. HONESTLY ITS 3 to 4 BUSINESS DAYS BEFORE YOU GET A RESPONSE BACK FROM HIM. Yes he's just that flustered.

NISHIMURA RIKI [西村 力] ; Riki now Riki is not even going to give you the time of day. He avoids you at all costs because he knows what you are up to. PLS, HE’S AVOIDING YOU LIKE YOU HAVE THE FLU OR COCKROACH 19! One thing he didn’t expect for you to do was to text him. And of course he’s going to answer your text messages because he’s your boyfriend. But maybe it would’ve been better if he didn’t. “Are you anxiety? Because you make my heart race.” BEST BELIEVE THERE WILL BE NO RESPONSE AND YOU WILL POSSIBLY BE BLOCKED. PLS RIKI IS NOT GOING FOR IT!

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HL FIC LIBRARY ✤ AUTHOR REC

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✤ Number of fics: 128

✤ Posting Since: 2013

TOP 5 FICS:

1️⃣ Pillow Talk (E, 25k)

“So, do you think I should… find someone to fool around with?” Harry asks, nervous again. “To see if I like it?”

Louis swallows hard but hopes he covers it pretty well with a casual shrug. “I mean, it would probably help to know that you actually want everything that goes along with being with a guy. If you can’t handle the machinery, it’s probably not for you, you know?”

Harry nods and appears to be steeling himself. Louis tenses, afraid that he knows what’s coming.

“Would you do it?”

“Do what?” Louis plays dumb.

Harry has to take another deep breath before he can say it.

“Will you help me figure out if I like it? Being with a boy?”

 Or When Harry starts having confusing feelings for a male classmate, his sister's best friend, Louis, helps him figure himself out. Cue lots of kissing, sex, and falling in love.

2️⃣ Pass the Salt (M, 1k)

For someone else's prompt:

"could you please pass the salt, daddy?" louis asks. louis’ dad and harry both grab the salt

3️⃣ Saturday Detention (NR, 15k)

Five boys with nothing in common end up together in Saturday detention. Maybe if they can get past their first impressions, they’ll realize they're not as different as they thought.

Or The Breakfast Club Au that was dying to be written.

4️⃣ Unchain My Heart (Baby, Set Me Free) (E, 48k)

Harry was taken at a young age, and chained up in a slave pen. He's been waiting years to be chosen by a passing noble or royal. He's starting to think there's something wrong with him because no one wants him. Then, Prince Louis shows up and decides to take him back to the palace. Suddenly, Harry isn't sure if he was better off in the slave pen or if, maybe, he's found a place to call home.

5️⃣ Oops, Baby, I Love You (In That Order) (E, 25k)

Later that night, when he’s lying in bed thinking of all the things he’s longed for in his life, he can’t stop hearing Fizzy’s words in his head. Who says you have to get married?

It’s true, Louis wants to get married one day, to have a spouse to encourage his crazy promotional ideas for his book shop, to have someone to cuddle into at night, someone who will love him even on his moody days. But she’s absolutely right, isn’t she? Who says he has to have that before he can have a baby?

 When he finally falls asleep, he sleeps restfully, having made a very important decision about his future.

 Husband or no, Louis Tomlinson is going to have a baby.

Or The minute Louis Tomlinson decides he don’t need no man to start a family, Harry Styles literally falls into his arms.

HIDDEN GEM:

💎 Falling in the Wrong Direction (E, 25k)

When Harry’s fiancé, Liam, passes away just before their wedding, he doesn’t know how to cope. As time goes on, Harry learns to heal, but is left living in the house his fiancé used to share with his best friends and Harry is uncovering a lot of secrets he didn’t know Liam had... while possibly falling for the one person who helped Liam keep them from him.

Harry never quite got along with Louis, but maybe he’s the one person who can help Harry bridge the gap between the life he thought he would have and the one he is now living.

A Catch and Release au