#my txt writings

[jishyucks]

off-script ‣ kth

‣ pairing: kang taehyun x reader

‣ genre: slice-of-life, rivals-to-lovers?

‣ wc: 1.4k

‣ summary: When your lifelong rival, Kang Taehyun, decides to confess to you, you're not quite sure how to react

‣ warnings?: nothing really!, sorta dramatic? Or something

‣ an: when you can't find taehyun fics, write one (pls send me some long non-smut taehyun fics I BEG),,, anyways something short and sweet (?) in the midst of the storm (aka the stress of uni),, also off-topic but taehyun's so cute I literally can't no more (｡･･｡)

“What do you mean you kinda like me?”

There’s a rather ugly concoction of emotions in the pit of your stomach: confusion, anger, shock, and a small splash of reciprocation. Because how could you react to your sworn rival confessing his own feelings to you? 

“You’re not supposed to like me,” you say carefully, “You’re supposed to hate me, Kang Taehyun.” You’re desperately searching for words, but your emotions suffocate you. It was almost as if you were drowning in them. You feel betrayed. 

The scene itself was odd. You both are standing outside the school’s gymnasium, the music’s bass shaking its grounds. You can hear your fellow classmates screaming the words of the current song. Once in a while, the disco lights would flash past the door’s windows. You’re wearing the dress you bought with your mom a couple of weeks ago and Taehyun’s also in formal attire. His suit’s jacket was probably sitting on some chair inside. He was only wearing a vest. 

Taehyun’s standing steps away from you, arms limp at his sides and he’s struggling to hold eye contact. Over the past few weeks, he’s been trying to flee this budding crush, denying it from comments that slipped out of his friends’ mouths and trying to wave off thoughts that involved you and his beating heart. But how could he hold his emotions back while you were standing across the room looking so beautiful?

“Say something.” You’re growing impatient. You need an answer out of him or else you’re going to explode into bits. 

“You’re acting as if it’s forbidden for me to have feelings for you,” He says quietly. There’s a hint of hurt in his voice. Taehyun’s eyes flicker between you and his feet, which he felt were screwed into the school’s floor. His heart is beating and pounding against his chest. 

You sigh, “I didn’t say it was forbidden, Taehyun.” You run a hand through your hair, feeling the need to groan, “But… it’s like you’re running off-script! We’ve been at each other’s throats for how long? So long that it should practically be normal for us to hate each other. Why switch up now?”

Your final question echoes through Taehyun’s brain and he’s trying to search for an answer that would make the most sense. 

The real answer: he doesn’t really know. 

Taehyun doesn’t really know why his feelings decided to head in some unpredictable direction. But even so, he digs down into the deepest depths of his mind just to provide you with an answer. He feels like you deserve it. 

Taehyun finally plucks out a single moment and squeezes his eyes shut, “There was this one day a few months ago…” He looks up to see if you’re listening, feeling relief when he finds you looking back at him, “I was already on my way home when I realized that I forgot my notebook for an important exam we had, so I knew I had to run back and grab it, because there was no way I was letting you get higher grades than me.” He lets out a soft chuckle, “When I got back to school, I sprinted to our classroom. I wanted to get in and out because I was starving. But before I entered the classroom, you were there.”

Your ears perk up, curiosity creeping up on you. 

“I wasn’t expecting to see you,” Taehyun continues, “So obviously I was thrown off and I froze. Because what were you doing there alone after school hours? There was practically no one on campus.” He pauses and runs through the events in his head, making sure he doesn’t mix up the sequence, “It sounds creepy but I got nosy and wanted to see what you were up to. You weren’t even doing anything bad. You were just studying.” 

Ah… You can recall that day easily. It was the night before the physics exam.

“It took me a moment, but I realized you were crying,” Taehyun says quietly, “I couldn’t see your face because you had your head down. I only knew you were crying because your shoulders were shaking.” He feels his chest tighten before it releases itself at the memory. “I didn’t know why you were crying. I just knew that you were sad. You looked sad.”

Taehyun makes sure that he isn’t overstepping boundaries. He feels a sense of relief when he sees that you don’t seem to be reacting badly to his story. 

“I wanted to step in and comfort you,” Taehyun continues carefully, “Even if I know we always compete over any possible thing, there was no way I was letting you just… cry alone like that… but before I even got the chance to open the door, you wiped your tears away and you sat up and you said something to yourself. Something like ‘you can do this, you’re smarter than you think.’” 

You watch Taehyun as his eyes search for more words to say. It’s like you can see his brain loading, loading icon and everything. “I don’t get it.” 

Taehyun’s eyes bore into you, “Don’t get what?”

“I asked you what made you realize these feelings for me,” you say, “And it makes no sense that that was the story that did.”

Shaking his head, Taehyun lets out a mix of a huff and a laugh, “That’s not it. That was just the day I realized that I cared about you.”

Your heart does a small somersault in your chest, but you keep yourself composed. This is Kang Taehyun you’re talking to. The Kang Taehyun who you’ve been rivals with for as long as you can remember. Hell, probably even longer than that. You’re heart’s not supposed to flutter over Kang Taehyun. You stay silent.

Taehyun goes digging for a moment in time that fulfilled your request. He’s not sure whether he should tell you a handful of smaller moments or one single significant one. It was like giving you a present. Would you rather receive many smaller presents, or one big, extravagant present? 

“It’s the little things,” Taehyun settles, “You let the younger kids go ahead of you in the lineup for food… you bring extra umbrellas for your friends… when it’s Christmas, you’re the only one who gives the caretakers presents… you go out of your way to help our classmates if they need help because you understand the content that quick…” He can go on and on about the things he’s noticed, but he’s afraid that it’d be too much. 

You gulp. Although it wasn’t odd that Taehyun has noticed your deeds, remembering them is another thing. You’re not sure what to say.

“I can’t control what I feel, Y/N,” Taehyun frowns, “Even if I could, I don’t think I’d be pushing what I feel for you away.” The thought of being with you was something that he had been thinking about ever since this crush started to creep up on him. He didn’t hate it—which genuinely scared him at first. But he’s grown to accept it. If he gets hurt, then he gets hurt.

You don’t move an inch from your spot. You’re afraid to even breathe. But Taehyun was right. Feelings can’t be controlled, not even if you tried. 

“I’m sorry.” Taehyun sighs and shifts his weight from one foot to the other. 

Your brows furrow and you tilt your head in confusion, “Sorry for what?”

“For my feelings,” he replies, “I just needed to let it out. I’m not even asking you for a chance. It was enough for you to listen to what I had to say.” Dumbfounded, you feel one of your feet stutter forward. It’s probably the millionth time you were speechless tonight and all of these times involved Taehyun. You’re placed in a position that made it hard for you to even decide what way to go because, sure, Taehyun has been your rival since elementary. He’s been that itch that simply won’t go away even if you tried to get rid of it. But on the other hand, he’s been the same boy you’ve grown up next to. It didn’t matter what relationship you and he had. You’ve quite literally seen him turn from a boy into a man. You’ve been through a lot together.

“Taehyun… I…”

Did that script even matter anymore? 

No. Probably not. 

[catmask]

when u go to write a mentally ill person in ur story you are presented two options. the first option is to write your mental illness realistically as you actually experience it with all the ups and downs and people who are like you will resonate with it and feel seen. except every person who reads instagram infographics on mental health that uses the phrase narcicisst for anyone who does anything that crosses them and unironically call themself a dark empath will call you scary and tell you that youre demonizing mentally ill people

the second option is to lie and write inspiration porn for those people to get hard to

[ackee]

friend sent me this and ive been steaming over it all day fr

[imalreadyurs]

don’t be shy wrap your arms around my waist and pull me closer

[plistommy]

When Steve and Eddie start making out, Steve is the first one to make the move and take charge.

He’d happily kiss Eddie with a soft smile on his face as he’d wrap his arms around the older boy and lay on top of him, making Eddie nervously hold his waist.

But as they get closer, more comfortable, Eddie starts to relax and get the confidence he has lacked. And instead of Steve being the one in charge like he has always been, Eddie takes the charge like he has always wanted to.

And oh does Steve love it.

The way Eddie holds him, kisses him - fucks him and takes care of him while whispering soft praises against his red bitten lips makes Steve happier than ever.

[nightmareevara]

I'd offer you my soul if you ask me to.

[yourdaddyfigure]

Go on, baby, say it. There’s no need to hide it. You love it when I spit all over your pretty little pussy and give it sweet little kisses.

[giraffenamjoon]

say please (seungcheol x reader)

genre: smut, light angst, romance

summary: you take your bad day out on your best friend, forgetting he has experience dealing with little brats.

word count: 8,707 (WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME)

tags: hard dom choi seungcheol, first time subbing reader, brat taming, friends to lovers, spanking, edging, orgasm denial, oral sex, vaginal sex, light angst, cheol is great at aftercare, dirty talk, one use of the word 'slut', romance, ajsfdkjlsfdjadsfjlaf i just lost my mind honestly

read on AO3: say please

comments and reblogs are loved and cherished and welcomed 🥰

playlist: DIE 4 YOU - DEAN | The Killa (I Belong to You) - TOMORROW X TOGETHER | Calico - DPR IAN | Up Late - GEMINI | Pretty Plzzz (ft. B.I) - LEO

[definitelyamyyy]

late replies shouldn't be considered a red flag, instead, it should be normalize. when a person replies late, it's either they're busy or they simply don't have the energy to talk. they are either sorting out their priorities and obligations, or dealing with something mentally. be matured enough to understand.

[idolomantises]

i'll be real, i always hated it whenever media tries to "critique" Christianity while portraying all Christians as bigoted, misogynistic and irredeemable. its why it matters a lot to me that my own angels have some nuances to them.

Sera is very puritanical and obsessed with showing her devotion to God, but she's still a caring and well-meaning angel.

[ackee]

i find it annoying that people will play with set white/asian/aracial light characters as protagonists no problem then when the protagonist is black its like "but there's customization right 🥺" like no. play as this black person or die by my blade .

[mikichko]

⛔ this blog is 18+ !! minors and ageless blogs please dni ⛔ part of: blurb a day series (trying to get these gears moving)

ghost hates the feel of hands on his skin. despises it. it makes him feel dirty, filthy. even the cotton of his shirts feel too thin on some days and he wishes he would've added more layers. just as a precaution.

so when you ask, "may i touch you?" it catches him completely off-guard.

it's been a long time since someone asked if they have his permission to do something to him. simon has long since lost the privilege of choice, since he'd joined the SAS that is. he's long parted with the idea that he is something other than a weapon and a tool for the crown to maintain its power, however fleeting it may be. molded to obey orders and execute them as cleanly as possible. and yet, here you are, offering him a choice, something he hasn't had in years.

it makes his mouth water.

he nods silently, fearing he'll drool onto his mask if he opens his mouth. he watches your fingers work, peeling back the soiled fabric of his shirt as you expose the fresh wound. you're diligent, handling his arm with such care you'd think he was made of porcelain.

you rummage around in your kit, pulling out the alcohol and the gauze, "this'll sting a bit, apologies." you're so sweet for thinking that a mere swipe of alcohol would bring pain to his battle worn skin. too sweet.

jesus christ. he has to look away lest the entirety of his blood flow suddenly redirect itself between his legs. it's insanity that this bit of kindness is enough to drive him to such a state. he's had men hurl knives, grenades, shoot live rounds at him, has felt them thrash at his body with full force. has become so accustomed to violence and yet, your gentle touches make more of an impact than any of those blows ever did.

you are so careful with him. he wants to let you know that your hand, your blessed hands, could never harm him. not the way the rest of the world seeks to.

he wonders what kind of man he'd have become if you had found him earlier. if he had felt your soft hands before he ever felt the hot metal of a bullet graze his skin. what if he had been handled as softly as you handle him now since his birth?

would he still be here? a man turned weapon, in the perpetual cycle of violence? would he have opened his farm?

he doesn't know, probably would never know, but he knows one thing. he would have found you. would have still met your soft touch.

he'd still felt like a proper man, an honorable man, under your hands.

[ilostyou]

things we don't talk about enough: the change in the black dog from magic fabric to tragic fabric of our dreaming etc etc etc

[imalreadyurs]

just wanna sit in someone’s lap and have them wrap their arms around me

[miupow]

big cock! hyukka with a sweet virgin reader. bonus points since he’s a little perv. like you and him are dating, he’s so sweet and attentive, will do anything for his sweet baby. he gives you innocent kisses, warm hugs, flowers and little things that make him think of you. he’ll also sniff your panties and jerk off with them, nuzzle his face into your tits when cuddling and pretend it’s just because he was sleepy, accidentally brush his face against your clothed pussy when he uses your thighs as pillows.

when you agreed to lose your virginity to him he’s elated but it goes away when you say “too big” through little sniffles. “that’s okay, it’s okay angel,” he reassures you. “just the tip, promise,” and he does just the tip, fucking into you shallowly. It’s addicting the way your tight little hole wraps around his head. he’s already telling himself he’ll be your first and last. hyukka tries, he really tries his hardest but you’re wet and he’s dribbling, it’s so slick, it would be so easy… with a smooth trust he bottoms out, your puffy pussy gets stretched around him and you cry out. “couldn’t stop it!” hyukka defends himself. “slutty pussy was sucking me in, it wasn’t me baby. see,” he pulls put to sink back in. “fuck…look at that, s’your fault baby,” he whispers against your lips. “little virgin cunt so tight it doesn’t want me to leave.” and if hyukka says it then it must be your true since your sweet boyfriend loves you so much.

@tigerhoshi25 ANNIE YOURE GONNA MAKE ME LOSE MY MIND i love when you come into my inbox you blow me away every time ilysm

i’ve been gatekeeping this one for a while because i just didn’t know how to respond. this ask legitimately left me speechless and on the floor

cw// smut, virgin!hyuka and reader, fem!reader, virginity kink, size kink, dubcon elements, kai is kind of toxic

BIG DICK PERV HYUKA YES 🙏🙏 i’m willing to die on the hill that is kai w a virginity kink, i know the idea of taking a cuties virginity would turn him on sm hehe >< esp if he was a virgin too!!

he’s such a sweet perfect boyfie in every way 💗💗 tries to hide his pervy tendencies the best he can, but he just can’t help it!! he’s buying you flowers and taking you out on the sweetest dates, gives you gentle kisses and the tightest hugs, tells you how amazing u are all the time >< but he feels guilty cos he’s also stealing ur panties when he’s left alone in your bedroom, fucking himself n his plushies to the thought of ruining ur virgin cunt <3 it’s all ur fault! you’re just so cute and sexy in ur little skirts and your big sweaters, makes him so hard at just the smallest flash of your chest or upper thighs hehe ^^ sometimes if he’s lucky he can even see ur cute panties when you bend over!! has to rush to the bathroom to cum thick hot ropes all over his fist hehe

he would never be the one to initiate sex for the first time, he’s too shy!! but when you bring it up, all nervous and blushy and making his cock throb he jumps at the opportunity!! so so quick to bend you over on his bed n rut up against ur soaked panties.. you trust him, right?? oh, but he doesn’t have a condom,,, it’ll be okay, he’ll pull out, he promises! just let him fuck you..

oouuu but your pretty tears and your pathetic squeaks of “too much, too big!” when he first pushes his cock into your virgin hole.. he can’t stop himself! shushing your cries as he keeps pushing in, stretches you open past your limit, you feel like he’ll split you open,,, oh but it feels so good when he starts up a rhythm, thrusting hard against your cervix n fucking your dripping pussy so good >///< you cant beg for him to go slower, gentler anymore, feels too good to speak!!

it’s all your fault that he ends up cumming hard in your throbbing cunt, paints your gummy walls white with his seed <3 you were clenching so tight around him, sucking his cock in so greedily! he couldn’t possibly pull out when your little virgin cunt was so tight and begging for him to stay inside <3

[buckevantommy]

the way tommy is being so respectful and so careful with evan not only bc it's his first relationship with a man but bc he really likes him so they're taking things slow (note: they didn't kiss hello or goodbye at the bachelor party even though no one else was around to see besides eddie who already knows they're together) and then buck surprises the fuck out of him with that hungry af public kiss and those thoughts tommy had about being gentle and sweet for evan's first time sometime in the future fly out the window with the stark realisation that this guy knows what he's doing - or at least knows what he wants - even if he's never done it with a man before and tommy gets this rush of like: oh, he's gonna ride me into the mattress