#on another note im excited to write today

[thatdeadaquarius]

sagau with the language barrier issue except... the creator is sick and tired of trying to ask for things so they do everything themself.

and it gives their followers mass anxiety bc they can't even ask what you're doing... bc they know they won't understand anything...

SUCH A GENIUS NARVI 10/10 GOOD WORK SORRY IM SUPER LATE BUT THIS IS *chefs kiss*

Like, that's literally how I feel like I first played Genshin LMAO

Also this has a cont. Part 2 at the bottom bc tumblr fucking hates me UPDATE I FIXED IT THANK FUCK

Paimon was like "and then we go to Mondstadt- ! NO, not Wolvendom, to Mondstadt! NOT THE THOUSAND WIND TEMPLE WITH ENEMIES OUT OF UR LEAGUE, ENTER MONDSTADT FOR THE FIRST TIME BEFORE U EXPLORE THE REST OF THE MAP!! >:("

SO MANY IDEAS YET SO LITTLE WRITING SKILL GUYS HELP-

Also warning this is ROUGH in terms of spelling and editing and im so sorry abt that! I have my art show today so you're welcome to come back if you want to see it a little more readable tomorrow lmao

Edit Update 4/6/23:

Revised and fixed all the bad spelling and grammar (hopefully) so make sure to give another read if you havent read the cleaned up version lol

I dont have a beta reader so its just me trying my best ok-

Everything was like kinda chaos tbh at first

WOW- MY FIRST 1,000+ NOTES POST??!?! U GUYS, WHAT ARE R YOU DOIN??!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! IM GLAD U GUYS ENJOYED IT SM!! Also look out for more encoded stuff in the future since i mentioned wanting to continue stuff like this + ARG stuff :) <3

Edit 9/7/23: 2,000+ NOTES?? THANK YOU???

Like u wake up under the Irminsul, and u think ur hallucinating a goddamn gacha game for like a solid 5 minutes, or ur lucid dreaming, 

but once u actually took what felt like hours to process that u might actually be in fucking Genshin Impact-

Nahida came running from, somewhere?? Its kinda just very floaty dreamy in here so, unclear, she’s beaming with a giddy little smile (💘)

It’s… so much more than what her game model could manage.

I mean, you knew that, of course you did, but- to see the tiny goddess smiling in person, her cute chubby arms waving in the air, her cheeks all plump with baby fat from her excited smile, pretty green eyes that sparkle only in the way excited toddlers do-

It was just…wow. 🥺

You can’t help it, her sheer carefree excitement, exactly like a child but you know that she must be really overwhelmed with joy if shes letting herself act like that so blatantly, you feel ur muscles tug gently into a smile, you try to muffle it but ur happiness leaks out anyway

She's panting as she stumbles on short chubby legs to reach you.

After just staring at you with those big green clover eyes for a few seconds, she physically shakes her head to knock herself out of it,

Nahida places her hand over her heart, and bows elegantly, going back to looking at you with a small but bright smile, her voice is kind of quiet, muffled in a soft way, much like her game depiction,

“Hzozn! R'ev yvvm dzrgrmt gl nvvg blf! R wrwm'g gsrmp blf dlfow wvhxvmw fmgro R dzh zg ovzhg z uvd gslfhzmw bvzih low!” *

…Nahida begins to look a little concerned… her eyes get impossibly bigger.

…Oh no.

♧

Nahida had apparently quickly spread the news that you can’t understand them, but luckily it seems like all the characters still know you!

Alhaitham is pretty much a constant by your side, you knew he was vaguely studying linguistics in the akademiya… but that knowledge still didn’t prepare you to be intensely stared at with his diamond pupils for hours. 💀

Then he’d tap your shoulder or something, and you quickly picked up that he wanted you to just try and say something.

Then he would scribble for hours.

Turns out they can understand you about as much as you understand Teyvat language (s? You can’t even tell if there are multiple languages, that’s how unrecognizable this language is, damn)

The more extroverted or friendly people, like Venti, Yoimiya, Kazuha, Jean, Noelle, Amber, Xingqiu, Hu Tao, Zhongli, Ganyu, Barbara, Beidou, Collei, Ayaka, Gorou, Nilou

At least attempt to talk to you, and try very hard to watch what you gesture with your hands or body language

They're pretty much ready to play charades at all times for you lol

Interestingly enough, they only ever understood you when you typed in the chat (with other ppl)

But even then not immediately, 

Sumeru scholars basically had to make a whole new department (regardless of how much you play with others) to decipher your ancient language (to them) like those old clay tablets with cuneiform we’re still translating?

Like that, your words appear in elemental magic heavy places (so like that abyss lang. It’ll appear on walls or structures, so like Andrius’ stone colosseum? in Wolvendom gained some of your chat replies inscribed and glowing a rainbow of colors on the top edges of the walls)

Much like the abyss language you see throughout genshin, most Teyvat scholars (across nations/internationally) agreed your language is the oldest form of language known!

It’s like modern languages having roots in older ones, like English with Latin, greek, or German roots, or Sanskrit and the Prakrit for Hindi language today

…so of course no one really speaks the root languages anymore, because they’re so old, so those ancestors who spoke those languages would have little to no understanding of their modern counterparts…

◇

Occasionally if you turned your mic on for whatever reason there would be a gentle whisper on the winds in Mondstadt of your voice,

or your laugh in the waves washing ashore in Inazuma and Fontaine,

your startled noises or screams from battling bosses mixed with the landslides in the mountains of Liyue

So they know what you sound like, but that doesn’t mean they understood your language :/

Nahida had been hoping that you’re actual physical form being here would help improve the language barrier

But unfortunately, those things remained the same, but at least you were physically here to talk to now and give more content for the scholars to study rather than them having to make do with your snippets of language from chats

…so needless to say, it took you a long time to realize they viewed you as a god of sorts.

You kind of knew something was up when at least two allogenes were by your sides at all times, or eremites would replace them if they really couldn’t stick around

You figured they knew you weren’t nearly as combatant-ready as they were at all times, hell you obviously didn’t have a vision hanging off you somewhere, and you only really had a knife strapped to a belt, courtesy of the Thirty Corps

You are still kind of convinced that the people of Teyvat, or Sumeru at least, are just pretty polite (and in the allogenes case, very kind or friendly, even people like Alhaitham or Cyno, resting bitch faces they have, seem to soften a little when they’re walking around with you… maybe you’re just imagining it…)

And as much as you would love to wait until they understand you to do something more fun, as you can see the frustration on Tighnari’s face (and his ears try to flatten back hehe) as he looked like he was debating heatedly with some of the Sumeru sages who insist you stay in the city

…so why not go?

It’s not like they’re going to get it anytime soon, and it’s still too frustrating for yourself to charade things or draw things for them because you can’t even hear their guesses 💀

You can totally handle being like the traveler too, 

You still have access to your inventory afterall! Plus, lucky for you, you still find a pass for the Serenitea Pot in your little pocket dimension!

So now you have somewhere to sleep at night, and while most of your stuff went to the traveler’s pack, the things like Primogems

(which.. Okay now you really want primogems bc theyre so pretty and shiny irl)✨️

And other high-level things, or just objects of no use for the traveler (so basically all your hoarded level up stuff and infinite amount of weapons lol) came along with you

So you did have to wander the first week or so around the city and even commission the Adventurer’s Guild to grab you food supplies to cook with

Filling up, along with a few big waterskins, you’re off!

...and everyone collectively has a heart attack!

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When you show up in Ghandaraville essentially all “✨️💖☺️✨️” on Tighnari’s doorstep-

He chokes on the tea he’d been sipping on before he opened the door lol

He looks a little frazzled so you try to just gesture with “calm yourself small animal” energy with your hands

“Tivzgvhg Oliw! R'n- R- sld wrw blf-?! Mvevinrmw, xlnv rm, xlnv rm, ivhg! ...R mvvw gl hvmw z nroorlm ovggvih mld gl ylgs gsv vmgriv xrgb lu Hfnvif, gsv Zxgrmt Tizmw Hztv, zmw gsv Nzgiz nlhg orpvob…” he began out looking at you and talking and gesturing to his small dining table (the game sucks, his house looks great and has lots of cool rooms filled with interesting plants… oooo…so pretty...) 

But then he kinda just devolved into rambling, no need to understand, you can read the vibes and just know that's what he's doing lol

Collei eventually ducks in, and she looks a little panicked?

She’s quickly followed by Cyno, pushing past her to call out into the house,

His voice seems hard and stressed, looking at Tighnari, “Grtsmzir, szev blf hvvm gsv Tivzgvhg Oliw zmbdsviv, gsvb dviv hvvm xlnrmt gl Tszmwziezeroov ozhg-” 

Cyno stops and blinks.

Collei’s mouth is slightly dropped open, she also just, blinks.

You blink. 

Tighnari blinks tiredly, he looks like he’d rather be done for the day, you think.

The doctor sighs, and moves his head to nod towards the other dining seats.

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Sumeru foods are so much better looking in real life, and they’re so good too, your practically bloated by the end of dinner, 

As a thank you, bc u cant say it obv, you just gesture for Tighnari to stay sitting, and he gives you a raised eyebrow and a suspicious ear twitch

But stays still, and you reach out to finally hit the eight-pointed star hovering over his, and all playable characters chests at all times.

Like you suspected, it brings up a holographic character menu, but rather than his full model, it kind of hovers in front of Tighnari’s face, replacing his old 3D model self with framing the real thing for a portrait just in front of his face

The poor Denro user nearly jumps a foot out of his chair as he looks in shock at your screen, you do the same “chillll boy” gesture with your hands and press his shoulders for a second to remind him to not run off or panic

Cyno and Collei had done the dishes and put up leftovers, and are now standing behind Tighnari, watching with equally wide eyes,

“...Dszg ziv gsvb wlrmt gl blf?

Cyno’s voice is even deeper and quieter than usual, you feel goosebumps run up your spine

“Ziv blf tvggrmt yovhhvw, Nzhgvi Grtsmzir?!” Collei’s sweet voice is also hushed like she’s witnessing something sacred, Tighnari gently shakes his head negatively in response, his shoulders shrugging,

“Nzbyv? R uvvo... z orggov hgilmtvi, zmw nb Erhrlm rh zxgrmt fk zh dvoo…”

Though he’s replying, Tighnari’s eyes haven’t once left your ancient magic? technology device? hovering in front of him,

and as he crosses his arms and squints to try and look closer at everything floating in front of him, you can see the childlike gleam of awe in his green eyes, (so cute) in fact, now that you glance up and look, both Collei and Cyno have the same quietly excited and fascinated sparkle in their eyes too

With a displeased sneer, you chuck his old level one bow into the material grinding spots, hope he wasn’t attached to that…

Oh well, he’ll like the new one better, afterall, with no characters, all your best weapons and artifacts are ready to use!

With a small smile of reassurance, you finally finish gearing Tighnari up, tap a miniature version of that 8-point star in the corner like an “X” button, and it retreats like a classic TV set📺 turning off into his chest, he startles but then carefully stands

You decide to just start making decisions bc its worked out so far ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And grab his hand and haul him out into the forest, Collei letting out a surprised squeak, her and Cyno hurrying after

You reach the nearest clearing, and gesture at Tighnari like a bow and arrow firing, he gets it, and your glad he already trusts you, because he doesn’t take long to summon his bow

He takes aim at a smaller tree about two cars length away

You can feel them all holding their breathe, as Tighnari charges it with Dendro, the arrowhead glowing, (it looks so cool and badass irl god you feel envious even tho ur already here-)

The ranger lets it fly, it streaks neon green, whistling through the air, it hits the tree-

and it fucking explodes.

Vines and leaves and the trees roots all rapidly swell like theyre filled with water, like it literally got hit by a superhero with plant powers, which, not that far off actually.

The green floating Dendro seeds make a ring around the tree its so full of elemental energy-

You give a wild grin, you still got it, hell yeah. >:)

Your grin widens as you look over at Tighnari, Collei, and Cyno

Cyno has a smirk lighting up his face, eyes eager, Collei’s jaw has dropped and she’s just frozen staring as the tree finally settles from the burst of the dendro powered arrow

…Tighnari has lowered his bow, and his mouth is only slightly open, his ears perked straight up into the air, shaking with excitement? Happiness? Interest? You don’t know how peopl-animal-hybrid ears work,

and you STILL cant talk to any of them to ask what they thought, so looks will have to do >:/

Tighnari is the first to move, his head snapping over to look at you, the brightest, kinda feral tbh, smile taking over his face-

“Blf pmld, dv xzm'g fmwvihgzmw blf, zmw blf fh, bvg R xzm'g dzrg gl hvv dszg rm gsv dliow blf'iv tlrmt gl wl mvcg. Blf'iv znzarmt."

… and you just 🙂? Cool!

And give a thumbs up👍LMAO

☆

Bonus:

Alhaitham was literally running around Sumeru City trying to find you when you left, tho you did try and leave a translatable-in-3-to-5-business days-note, he didn’t have time to translate that because you were gone.

Or worse, lost in the city, and he would never forgive himself if he lost you, esp as Acting Grand Sage-

Kaveh got a letter a day and a half later from Tighnari letting them know you were having a sleepover in Ghandarvaville lol

Kaveh also had to hunt down Alhaitham to give him said news, then force his roommate to go sit or lay down for the rest of the day to recover lmao

(Haitham honestly kinda freaked Kaveh out bc he’s never seen him that... desperate, it was like seeing a statue emote lol)

♡

ARE YOU KIDDING WE ALMOST HIT LIMIT AGAIN?!

Bro has anyone else had this problem???

I literally had to switch from PC to mobile and copy and paste it there to get all my shit in and tumblr not throw a hissy fit???!!!

FUCKING TUMBLR- SUCK MY BIG FAT- 👹👹 UGH

ANYWAYYYY SO I FINALLY CAVED 

And started doing ciphers for when you dont get teyvat’s language! I meant to do something fun like this for awhile but I wasn’t sure if that would be kind of annoying, but if you’re interested in learning what they actually say (which the whole point of this is that dw it doesnt rlly matter lol) here’s a hint:

*hint = Atbash

:> good luck!

Wish me luck on my art exhibition today!! Then I’ll be homefreeeee 😭

Safe Travels,

💀♒

♡ the beloveds ♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[christhopersturniolo]

୨ MY LITTLE SISTER ୧ matt

summary: you had some plans with your boyfriend matt for the weekend, but something unexpected happens, and you have to babysit your little sister.

notes: this is my second time ever writing a fanfic (go read my first one) and english isn't my first language, it's probably not very detailed and there might be some mistakes, but I hope you enjoy it! all ears to feedbacks, l'd love to know what you think!

warnings: cussing, fluff

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I sigh “And why can’t you take her with you?” I say taking my eyes out of the screen and looking at my mom.

“How long will it take for you to understand that your dad is on a business trip and i’m going on one as well?” She answers walking from a side to another, packing some of her things. “I can’t take her with me, even if I wanted to.”

"But mom-" I start, only to be cut off.

"No buts, Y/n.” She interrupts, her tone firm. “I’m being serious." She looks straight into my eyes "It's what I'm telling you, you'll have to stay with your sister. I won't be paying for a babysitter while you're here with your ass in the couch. You are almost 18, you can very well take care of her, it’s only for the weekend.”

“But I told you I have plans with Matt!” I exclaim, leaning my head back on the headrest of the couch in annoyance.

My mom is about to reply when we hear the sound of my 3 year old little sister's footsteps coming from her room, followed by her little giggles.

We automatically get silent about this topic. I take a deep breath, reminding myself she's not the problem, she's just a child caught up in our adult issues. Bella is not the problem.

Don't get me wrong, I do love my sister, but it's a bit overwhelming to adjust having a sibling after being the only child for years. And with my mom's age, it's unexpected, to say the least.

SKIP TIME

Today is the day that my mom is going to her ‘super important business trip’, and also the day Im supposed to have a date with Matt.

After my mother left at 7am, Bella and I found ourselves up earlier than usual. We already had breakfast, so now, we don’t really have anything to do. We go to the living room, watch some TV.

Bella sits on the couch next to me and chooses the channel. After some good ten minutes, I look at my right to check on her, and she’s completely asleep, what makes me smile.

Until I realize that I didn’t canceled my dinner with Matt.

Shit, I completely forgot to talk with Matt! Fuck!

I get up and I go over to my bedroom, getting my phone and calling him. He takes some seconds to answer the call.

“Babe? Sorry, did I wake you up?” I ask, hoping the answer would be ‘no’.

“No, No, No..” He says with his husky morning voice, he definitely just woke up. “But why are you calling this early? Is something wrong?” I could feel myself getting fucking soaked as he talks, sorry, but his voice in the morning? I can’t take it.

I take a deep breath, trying to think straight. "Um, yeah.. Actually, my mom went out for the weekend, and I have to babysit my sister.. I don't know if I'll be able to make it to the dinner we had planned tonight”

“Oh” A simple response, What does that even mean? He probably hates me now.

"I know you already made the reservation, and I was super excited, I swear," I start saying nothing with nothing, feeling guilty for ruining our plans. "But then my mom told me she had this thing and..."

Before I could finish apologizing, Matt cuts me, understanding. "No babe, that's fine. Don't worry. Maybe we can do something else? With your sister? I have stuff to do all day, but I’m free at night, maybe we can have a sleepover or something?”

I sigh in relief “Yeah sure, that sounds great, I will talk about It with Bella”

“Alright call me later sweetheart, love you, bye” He ends the call and I go back to the living room, getting back on my place.

Bella is still peaceful sleeping on the couch. Not wanting to disturb her, I cover her with a blanket, but my actions unfortunately wake her up, blinking her sleepy eyes open. A small yawn escapes her lips, and she looks at me with a drowsy smile.

"Hey, sleepyhead" I whisper, gently brushing a piece of hair from her face. "Did you have a nice nap?" Bella nods, rubbing her eyes with tiny hands. "Mhm" she murmurs, snuggling deeper into the blanket.

I think about a way to tell her that Matt is coming over before she could fall back asleep “So.. do you remember my boyfriend, Matt?" Bella blinks, her sleepy expression turning curious. "Mm-hmm" she mumbles again, nodding slowly.

“What if.. He came over to a super fun sleepover with us today?” I say trying to sound extra excited to convince her.

Bella's eyes light up with excitement at the mention of a sleepover. "Yeah!" She exclaims, her drowsiness quickly dissipating. "Matt is funny!" Her sentence makes me chuckle “Oh he is?” She nods giggling, It doesn't even look like she just woke up.

The rest of the day, she doesn’t stop talking about Matt.

“Then- Then will Matt play games with me?”

“And can we watch frozen? I think Matt will like it”

Over and over, she’s more excited than me. But I mean, I can’t blame her, It’s Matt over all.

Around 8pm, Matt rings on the doorbell. I go over to the front door, Bella follows me, getting behind my left leg. I open the door and I see my boyfriend with two bouquets of flowers, a big one, and a small one.

“Hey love” He leans for a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek, then he hands me the bouquet “This is for you”

A smile appears across my face, I chuckle “Thank you so much.. You really didn’t had to” I say looking at my favorite flowers.

“No that’s fine, don’t worry” Matt returns the smile, his eyes lighting up as he sees Bella peeking out shyly from behind me. "Hey, Bella" he says warmly, crouching down to her level. "I also brought these for you, little princess" he says, offering her the smaller bouquet with a gentle smile.

Bella looks at me, seeing Bella's hesitation, I give her a soft nod, silently urging her to accept the flowers from Matt. With a shy smile, Bella reaches out and takes the bouquet from him, still with one hand around my leg.

“What do we say Bella?” I place my hand on the top of her head, caressing her hair.

“Thank you Matt” She says still shy.

"You're welcome, Belly" He responds getting up, his voice gentle and kind.

Some hours after playing some board games and talking, Bella decided to go get her toys.

She returns carrying a bunch of dolls and stuffed animals, then she settles onto the carpet in front of us and places everything there. “Matt come play with me!” She says excited with some barbie’s in her small hands.

He gets up from the couch, and sits down next to Bella on the floor “Alright so what doll am I?” Bella looks around “Hmmm..” She grabs a really bad looking doll, marker-covered, and hands it to Matt. I automatically start laughing uncontrollably, Matt matches the energy.

I am just watching as they play, Bella makes Matt use a girly voice, what just makes everything ten times better for my entertainment.

After Bella got tired of playing with her toys, she made us watch frozen, it’s her favorite movie, this is probably her fifth time watching it. I sit on the left side of the couch, Matt on the middle and my sister next to him. Some 30 minutes after the movie started, Bella is already with her head on Matt’s lap, sleeping like a little angel, as Matt gently strokes her hair and she snuggles closer to him.

His eyes meet mine, seeing me watching him, he smiles “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing” With a soft smile, I rest my head on Matt's shoulder “You just look so cute taking care of kids” He chuckles and leaves a kiss on the top of my head.

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this actually sucked, i’m so bad at doing cute scenes, this def wasn’t what I had in mind lol, maybe i will delete it later.

[rafesslxt]

SUPP IM BACK WITH ANOTHER REQUEST!! How about professor riddle marks ur work but u didn't get good grades so he punishes u? xoxo mattheosslut22

omg i smiled at this like a fool and my boyfriend asked me what I was smiling about hahaha - yes my real boyfriend, not mattheo duh

thank you for requesting doll 🫶🏻 I‘m already writing a professor one shot right now but with more plot, just have to finish it 👀

Bad student | Professor!Mattheo Riddle

summary: Professor Riddle and you have a special agreement.

warnings: professor x student so don‘t read if you don‘t like, kissing, teasing, fingering, unprotected p in v

words: 2,4k

I looked down at the paper I got back from Professor Riddle. I got an F. Fuck. My gaze wanders up as he looks at me with raised eyebrows and a kind of disappointed look on his face. "You might want to come to me after class." he says in a chilli tone.

Professor Riddle and I have an agreement. A secret one. If I continue to write bad notes, he stops fucking me. As a motivation. And If I get good ones, I get a reward - which is his dick. As a motivation of course.

I sigh and nod but he already left to give the rest of the students their papers back, which of course were all better than mine.

He continues with class and tries to explain everything but I only can concentrate on what‘s going to happen after this class. It is the last one I have today which means I have time and don‘t need to rush out, which is good. Or bad? I don‘t know yet and that‘s exactly what worries me.

The ring interrupts my thoughs and brings me back to the reality. That I‘m alone with him. I swallow the clump in my throat down and gather my things together.

As I walk to the front of the classroom and towards his desk he doesn‘t even look at me. I breath out, loudly. " Sooo.." i start and try to get him to look up but he still doesn‘t.

While correcting another test and sqribbling something on it he talks " You know what our arrangement was,right? " "Mattheo I - I mean Professor I‘m really sorry okay? I promise it won‘t happen again!" I almost begged. I couldn‘t imagine losing him and our sessions, they got me addicted.

"Yeah you said that the last few times you got a bad grade but now an F? No y/n." "Pleease, fuck there has to be something that I can do! I‘m literally begging you."

I saw him smirking a little and I knew he loved to hear me beg like this, litte fucker.

"I swear I‘m always paying attention I just - I didn‘t have had time to study with quidditch and everything." I wasn‘t even lying on that.

"Prove it. I‘ll ask you Questions and you‘ll have to get at least.. 8 out them right. If not, you can come back when you write good once again after the holiday‘s"

I looked at him in shock. "Holidays?!“ "Yeah, the next test we write is after the holidays." I shook my head, not able to live that long without that dick. I know how desperate I sound, but that was exactly how good he fucked me. I tried to forget him, tried to find fun somewhere else but It was useless with these boys at school. He just knew every single move to get me trembling under his touch.

"Okay okay.. give me those questions." "Sit down." I did as soon as he told me to and looked up at him as he stands up and walks to the desk I‘m sitting on.

"First question: Let‘s start with a easy one.. Which spell will cast a body bind upon an enemy?" he asks me, looking directly into my eyes. I lick my lips before answering. "Petrificus Totalus."

"What‘s the strongest love potion in the world?" I started smiling when the memory of him showing it to us last week came back. "Amortentia." I answered him. "What did you smell?" he asks curious as he slowly places his hands beside me on the table, getting closer to my body. "Does that count as a question?" i ask him in a teasing tone. "Answer." he says in a demanding one but I didn‘t miss the excitement in his eyes." So I answer him. "You."

"Smelled you too.“ he mumbles as he gets closer to my neck which leaves me nervous and with goosebumps all over my body.

"What is your only defense against the Imperius Curse?" I felt his lips brush against my skin but still not kissing it which made me even more desperate. "There is no defense.." i answer lost. "Wrong." he whispers and bites the skin on my soft spot. I whine and squeeze my eyes shut. "M-maybe I need a little motivation.." i started and looked down at his shirt.

He rolled his eyes but still smirked a little as my hands found the buttons to his shirt. While I opened them he took out his wand from his back pocket of his jeans and spelled the door shut.

When I opened the last button I pushed the material to the side and let my hands glide over his abs which he knew i love so much. "Don‘t get too eager baby. You already got one wrong." Now I rolled my eyes as my fingers followed the contour of his abs. "Won‘t happen again."

"No matter how many legs you have, they'll all dance if you're cursed with what jinx?" I snort and answer "Tarantallegra. Easy." He nods and asks his next question, his face now on my throat again. "Which potion acts as a truth drug?" I swallow as I feel his soft lips now ghost over my skin again. I open my mouth a few seconds before answering. "Veritaserum."

His lips now meet my skin and I moan. "Correct." He murmurs, leaving wet and passionate kisses all over my throat. His hands find their way to my knees, leaving them there.

"One side effect of the Draught of Peace, If done incorrectly?" he asks me while letting his hands wander up my legs towards my tights slowly. I press my lips together as I feel myself getting wetter.

"Answer, I know you‘re a smart girl." he grins, kissing along my jaw, sending shivers down my spine.

"Irreversible sleep. " "That‘s right, good girl." he starts playing with the hem of my skirt.

"Who created the main ingredient in the Elixir of Life?" "Nicolas Flammel." He nods and wanders towards my mouth with his lips. I start to get impatient and shift slighty on the table, making him smile again. "3 more baby."

"What is the final ingredient needed for Polyjuice Potion?" " Hair." As I answer correct, his lips connect with mine. My mouth almost opens itself when it feels his tounge gliding over my bottom lip. His hand moves further under my skirt, his fingers now right in front of my underwear. "I can already feel the heat from you." he groans against my lips before his tounge explores my mouth.

I let my hands wander to his back, where I scratch his skin slighty, sending shivers down his spine this time. "Hmm love when you do that." "I know."

He pulls away from my mouth a few inches and looks into my eyes. God his eyes. "When must Wolfsbane Potion be taken to be effective?" Shit. I really don‘t know. I think he saw it in my eyes when he lifted his eyebrows at me. "Uhm –" "Come on. We had this topic only a few weeks ago." "The week leading up to a full moon?" I ask more than answering.

I see a smirk forming on his lips and his head shaking. "So much for 'i listen to your classes', huh?" I groan in frustration. "Are you enjoying the thought of not fucking me for that long?" I ask him almost a little mad.

"No baby, my hand doesn‘t feel like you. But I know you‘ll feel even better after weeks of not riding my cock like you love to do." Wait. His hand? Doesn‘t he have like a tons of women at his feet? But I didn’t have that much time to think about it.

"Name me all of the Unforgiveable Curses." "Uhm – Avada Kedavra, Imperio and .. Crucio." He nods in approval and suddenly I can feel his fingers ghost over my damp underwear.

"Fuck baby, are you always this wet while answering your tests? Maybe I should help you next time so you don‘t write F‘s in my class hm?"

"Ask the last one." I say in a desperate voice. If I get this one right I can fuck him, If I get it wrong, these holidays will be the longest I ever had.

"Okay baby, now concentrate yeah? We had this last potion lesson. How long does Felix Felicis take to prepare?" I smile brightly at him as I instantly knew the answer to it. "6 months." i answer.

"Fuck thank god." he groans and pulls me closer to his body, my legs wrapping around his hips. "10 would have been enough." I answer him, my hands already in his soft curls, tugging at the ends which made him groan even more.

He picks me up and sits me down on his desk, pushing my upper body back. "Gonna give you your reward now baby. You were such a smart girl." he starts praising me. "Well, have a good teacher." "Oh yeah?" he smirks and pulls my skirt off. "Hmm, Professor Snape is actually really nice." Suddenly I feel pain flowing through my thigh, making me hiss.

I look down at him as he starts to kiss the skin he just bit. "Careful baby, don‘t forget who‘s in charge here." he mutters against my thigh, nibbling on it and preppering it with wet kisses. My hands find their way into his curly hair. "Please.." i whisper as he does the same to my other thigh.

"I would miss those little begs so much If I wouldn‘t have had them to hear over holidays." he mumbles against my skin, his lips now on my underwear. He groans as he pulls it down and sees my glistening folds.

And just like a starving man he pushed his fingers through my folds before lapping at my clit, making me bite down on my lip instantly. "Shit.." I breath out, closing my eyes too. "Nuh uh baby, look at me while I eat that sweet pussy of yours." he smirks when my eyes opened up again.

I look down at him, seeing just his eyes and a bit of his nose. Not once does he look away while eating me out and I can see the desire he's holding back right now clearly.

I feel him sliding two fingers inside me without a warning, groaning when they just slipped inside like nothing.

"Fuck me, please.." I beg, not being able to wait any longer. He lets go of me, his mouth and chin glistening from my wetness. I see him licking his lips, with half a smile, almost making me come just from the sight.

"Gonna pound that pussy numb, baby. Just preparing you for what will happen over the holidays." Since we had that agreement, I stayed almost every holidays here so I could spent them with him. "You're staying, right?" he asks as he sees me in thoughts. I start smiling and nod. " Of course." "Hmm good girl."

He pulls me closer to him again until my legs wrap around his hips. His hands open his belt, pushing his jeans and boxer shorts down, revealing his already throbbing cock.

He lets the tip glide over my clit teasing me. His mouth is open, breathing heavy and looking at me through his lashes. "Ready Baby?" "Uh-huh." I mumble, nodding before he finally pushes inside me.

"Fuck yes, so fucking tight." he groans as he slowly pushes inch for inch inside. I let my head fall back and bite down on my bottom li to not moan too loud.

He starts thrusting forward with his hips, making the table squeak against the floor and echoing through the classroom. "I swear I will never get tired of this pussy." he smirks down at me while his words send butterflies down my stomach. I let out a little whine as his right hand wanders up to my throat, cocking me just so slightly but good.

"You still gonna write bad grades, huh?" he ask me, thrusting harder now. "N-no?" I answer but it sounds more like a question. Suddenly he pulls out and turns me around so I'm laying flat with my stomach on the desk. He spreads my legs and pushes inside me again, putting his whole weight on me.

A moan slips past my lips but he puts his hand over my mouth, grinning arrogant. "Let me guess, 'oh daddy it's too much', right?" he mocks while rocking my whole shit into the table.

He pulls his hand away from my mouth and wraps it around my throat again, squeezing with more pressure than before. "Shit Mattheo" I groan, letting my eyes roll back into my head.

"What is it baby? Thought you're able to handle it hm? Should I stop?" "No, no don't stop." I whine out at the though of losing the feeling of him.

Suddenly I feel a sharp pain going through my body. I look behind me over my shoulder and see Mattheo smiling at me like a innocent angel. Yeah, right. He slaps my ass again, this time harder.

"What? Did you think this is gonna be all nice and shit? You still wrote a bad grade. Gonna have to punish you at least a little hm."

He does it again, over and over again until my whole ass is fire red. His thrusting of course continues without faltering. "Fuck I'm close." I groan, my eyes already shut. His hand slides under my body towards my clit and starts rubbing circles on it with his fingers.

"Come around my cock baby." And shit, I did. I feel my walls clenching around him, milking him almost. I hear him groan behind me and his thrust getting more uneven. "O-oh fuckk.." I feel him coming inside me, his head falling down against my shoulder.

"Shit, you always do this to me." he says before kissing my skin. "What do you mean?" "You always pull me in, would have fucked you no matter what grade you got. You just got me wrapped around your finger." I smile at his words, knowing damn well he got me hooked too.

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[hongcherry]

tie again || c.sc (m)

"When you show off your skills of tying cherry stems with your tongue, Seungcheol is determined to do the same."

🍒 Pairing: Seungcheol x Reader (afab)

🍒 Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+); Fluff, smut, humor; Established relationship

🍒 Warnings: Lots of teasing and laughing, very lighthearted tbh aha, Seungcheol's competitive (wbk), oral (f. rec.), names (darling)

🍒 Word Count: 1.2k

🍒 Author's Note: Spontaneously wrote this after tying cherry stems today LOL. Also, I want to start writing without all the worries I usually have when writing, so if you see any errors... No, you didn't 😃 and plz ignore how the coloring doesn't match in the pics, i got too lazy im sorry

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“Hey, wanna’ see something?”

Seungcheol glances up from his phone, eyes scanning your body to lock onto what you want to show him. However, the only thing he spots is what seems to be a cherry stem.

“Are you going to make it disappear?” he teases, a corner of his mouth raising in an annoying smirk.

“No,” you huff and sit down next to him on the couch. He makes no attempt to move and instead grabs your legs to drape over his.

“Alright,” he says, “show me.”

You smile and plop the stem in your mouth.

Seungcheol’s gaze drifts down and watches the way your mouth moves slightly as you do something with the stem.

After a couple of seconds, you stick your tongue out—a tied cherry stem resting on it.

Seungcheol raises an eyebrow at you.

“Showing off your tongue skills, darling? You know, you could’ve shown me in another way.”

You take the stem off your tongue, laughing and nudging him. “Sicko!”

He chuckles with you and leans in to give you a quick peck.

“Impressed, though?” you wonder and hold up the tied stem.

He takes it from your fingers to examine it. Once he’s done, he sets it down and holds out his hand.

“Let me try.”

“It’s not that easy, Cheol,” you reply. You know it’ll stir his competitive side and although you truly love him, you’re excited to see him struggle. You tell yourself you’re not being mean—simply helping him learn a skill in the way you know will work. Competition.

Seungcheol grumbles and taps on your legs.

“Fine, fine,” you say as you get up to retrieve another stem. After rinsing and eating the fruit, you present Seungcheol with his challenge.

Seungcheol adjusts you so you’re in the same position as before on the couch, then puts the stem in his mouth.

You suppress your grin as the minutes pass.

His eyebrows become more furrowed the longer he struggles.

“Babe, just tie it,” you tease.

Seungcheol throws you a glare, tongue still moving inside his mouth. After another minute passes, he finally admits defeat.

“You gave me a flawed one!” he whines.

“No, I didn’t,” you giggle—not because it was flawed, but because he’s simply too cute.

“Let me get one this time,” he says and slides from under your legs.

You watch him travel to the kitchen and back before placing the stem in his mouth again. Like earlier, he ends up with an untied cherry stem.

“It’s okay, Cheollie. You can’t be good at everything,” you coo, taking his sulky face in your hands and wiggling it.

The act causes him to whine more, and you can’t help but kiss his puckered lips before leaving him on the couch to watch some YouTube in the bedroom.

The next day, Seungcheol comes home with two bags of cherries.

It takes him twenty minutes to get it after doing some research. Though, he’s not satisfied. You tied the stem in seconds while he tied his in minutes.

So, Seungcheol sits on the couch, a bowl of washed cherries in front of him as he practices. Days pass until he’s finally getting the hang of it. A few seconds is shed off his record time with each stem he uses.

Two weeks later, he’s sitting you down on the couch.

You stay silent as he holds up the stem for a moment before taking it in his mouth. A few seconds later, he shows you a tied cherry stem on his tongue.

“Look at you, babe!” you cheer, clapping your hands enthusiastically. “Good job!”

Seungcheol’s mouth breaks out in a big grin, dimples on full display. It makes your own lips lift.

“Do it again,” you insist giddily and hand him another stem from the bowl he has.

He complies and like before, ties it within seconds.

“You got it!” you exclaim.

Seungcheol just smiles. You know he loves compliments, but he won’t admit to it.

“Now that you’ve accomplished tying a cherry stem, what other skills have you improved on?” you ask suggestively.

He smirks at you, eyes darkening as he considers entertaining your idea.

“I bet you’re dying to know, hm?” he questions with a deep voice.

You smile. “Of course I am. I want to support you and all your talents.”

He chuckles and before you know it, you’re laying down with your shorts and underwear off.

Seungcheol’s tongue is circling your clit while his hands knead the softness of your thighs. After a few jerks of your hips, he descends lower. The tip of his tongue presses your hole teasingly before gliding up between your slicken folds.

“How am I doing, darling?” he asks.

“I-I think you can do better,” you taunt even though your voice is slightly shaky. Seungcheol catches the quiver but entertains your bratty attitude anyway.

“Let me try harder then,” he hums before lowering down again.

This time, he flattens his tongue as he slides it up your slit before quickly kitten-licking your clit. Your hips buck up at his quick pace while you tangle your hands in his hair.

He smiles against you and then uses two fingers to spread your folds so he can tease your hole with his tongue.

You’re whining his name, throwing your head back against the couch cushions, and begging for more.

He adheres to your pleas and slides his tongue inside.

“Feels s-so good, Cheollie,” you praise.

The comment makes his movements go faster.

The familiar feeling in your tummy builds up until you’re coming around his tongue, legs shaking and hips rising from the intensity of your orgasm.

Seungcheol emerges from between your legs, lower face glistening. The sight has your heart racing again. You need to taste him. To feel him fully.

Seungcheol laughs as you pounce on him, though the end of it gets cut off when you kiss him. He wraps an arm around your lower back while his other rests behind him to steady you both.

“How did I do?” he smiles once you pull away.

“You’ve definitely improved,” you commend.

Seungcheol’s smile grows when you kiss him again. “So, did you have an ulterior motive when you showed off your little tongue trick a few weeks ago?”

“No, but it sure had a nice outcome, didn’t it?” you giggle.

Truthfully, you just wanted something you could brag about to Seungcheol. You knew he’d want to learn how and that he couldn’t turn down a challenge. The thought of something more did cross your mind, but it wasn’t your goal. However, you aren’t going to complain that it happened.

“You’re a little sneaky one,” he chuckles. “I’ll have to keep an eye on you.”

“Only one?”

“True. I’ll have to keep both eyes on you, but that won’t be hard to do.”

You tilt your head in questioning. “Oh?”

“Hm,” he confirms. “You’re too stunning not to look at.”

A pause, then, “Simp.”

“Shut up,” he huffs before bringing your face to his, crashing his lips against yours even though you’re laughing, and he can’t kiss you properly. Though for some reason, it just makes him fall in love with you all over again.

A/N: Can anyone tie cherry stems with their tongue? 😋

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[starvity]

hi! i love your writing, im so shocked to find someone with the same ults as me ^ i was hoping you could maybe write a protective gunwook scenario? the idea of him always thinking he needs to protect you from others (even when he is a little scared himself,) is rlly heart wrenching.

like !;!!,!,! imagine him pulling you behind him slightly with a serious voice but you can feel him shaking a bit. 🥹 hes too precious rlly we dont deserve him.

— ☆ follow your steps

gn!reader x zb1 gunwook

genre: angst, student!au, fluff?, gunwook and you as the popular class presidents // warnings: bullying, blood, violence, jealousy

author’s note: i was originally going for a happy ending because angst makes me feel so bad but no i like to make us (yes, myself included...) suffer today :D (you'll be fine) also omg ult twins!!!! you’ve got insane taste btw hehe <3 (★ω★)/ [requested♡]

gunwook and you were two of the most popular students in the entire school. you two being the two class presidents, you can often be seen together to work on projects or just share ideas on future plans to improve your lifestyle. it had started with a pure academic motive. meeting up after classes at the library to talk about the recent complains from the students and how you could find a solution to those. after a few weeks though, you found it less and less of a burden to stay late at school and, if you dare to say, you were excited to do your duty as a model student simply and solely to spend some time with gunwook.

and the other students were quick to catch up that maybe you two had become much closer than expected and let's say people were not very happy about it. you were aware of how popular you were just by counting how many love letters would be squished in your locker on valentine's day and how many students would wait for gunwook to clean the classroom until sometimes 5 or 6 to hand them a cheap snack and hearing a few words from him, a simple hello and thank you. and you hated how that popularity made all your relationships feel fake and forced. but when you were with gunwook, everything felt so light and casual. for the very first time, you felt like you didn't need to keep a facade and felt like you could finally be yourself.

gunwook was already waiting for you at the quiet and empty library as he had finished his classes earlier than you. he took the chance to grab a drink for both of you, thinking that it could maybe cheer you up after this long day. gunwook noticed that you still hadn't arrived after 20 minutes and assumed that you were probably talking to your teacher or helping your friends with their assignments like you usually do. therefore, he starts working, his glasses resting on the tip of his nose, almost sliding off. his chin was placed on the palm of his hand, his index occasionally taping his upper lip and his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. almost 45 minutes since your class ended and you still were nowhere to be seen. the boy starts to get worried and he goes looking for you, considering that a walk around the school would also empty his mind a bit.

"i already told you we are just friends, nothing else" you state firmly, glaring at the group of students circling you. the girl in front of you, who seemed to be the "leader" of the crowd steps on your foot, lasers shooting through her eyes. you wince in pain but keep your composure and replies calmly "have you maybe considered that your terrible attitude might be the reason gunwook doesn't want to have anything to do with you, with all of you guys? he wouldn't even befriend and even less date any of you guys." you suddenly feel a boy grab your hair from your right while another person twists your arm from your left. despite the pain you keep your head up, smirking at her while some blood from the punches received earlier was staining your lips "and what if we were more than that?" her eyes turn dark and you know you're about to receive either a slap or a punch, or worse, in the next 5 seconds.

but those 5 seconds were enough for gunwook to find you and quickly stand between you two. he takes a glance at you from over his shoulder and his heart aches seeing the state they left you in. he orders them to leave you alone with a shaky voice but the only response is a couple of chuckles. all of a sudden, the crowd takes a few steps ahead, slowly closing the gap between you. gunwook takes your hand in his, he was trembling and he could barely murmur a sorry with the tears building in his eyes. and the boy had never felt so much shame and disappointment in himself before this moment when he understood that he won't be able to protect you this time.

[hrtsgyu]

thank you for the venom- c. soobin

w.c: unknown, pretty short though :p

genre: fluff </3

summary: having a shitty time at work and struggling on your own but a cute barista has your order memorized and is always waiting for you to come in every morning.

a/n: hello!! soobin time!! i noticed i haven’t written about him yet he literally has a phd in boyfriendology :3 i was originally going to write this as an angst or slow burn BUT IM A SOFTIE AT HEART SORRY !! also yes if it wasn’t clear already, the title is from mcr ><

“hello! what would you like to orde-“ “one black coffee.” you cut off the cute boy. you’re rushing because you have to meet with a client at your studio and you’re completely off schedule. “coming right up..” he goes to make your coffee.

“that’ll be 5.99” you pay and you’re off to your job and you can’t help but think that his smile was cute.

next morning

“good morning! how may i take your order?” he looks up at you. “one black coffee.” your tone is very bland, you really do not want to talk to anyone today. “alright! that’ll be 5.99, pay whenever you’re ready!” he goes off to make your coffee and you pay. while waiting you see him write a note on your coffee cup. he calls out your number you quickly grab your coffee and head out.

work is so hectic for you. having to finish some songs to send to your company, writing a new album for another artist who asked for you and the list goes on and on. you finally had enough and went to go take a walk for some fresh air.

sipping your coffee you noticed a note on it reading “hope your days get better :)” that barista is so sweet. maybe you should lighten up around him.

you don’t go to the coffee shop at your usual time. you woke up so late you had to speed to work and you see your boss. “late again?” “look i’m so sorry i got-“ “i don’t need any more of your excuses y/n. you’re on thin ice. i’m this close to firing you.” he leaves without another word. it’s not the first time he comes to give you a warning. you’ve been late for almost the whole month now. you get into the studio and “fuck my coffee!”

you storm into the coffee shop. you could lash out at anyone. you were mad at yourself and didn’t know how to control it but somehow he did. “hi there! one black coffee?” he smiles at you. “yes, please and thank you.” you quickly realize he already has your order done. “you can pay whenever you’re ready.” you pay once more and before you left you had to ask.

“what’s your name?” “oh! i’m soobin” he smiles brightly, he looks like a bunny you thought to yourself. “your smile is very cute and thank you for the coffee.” “ahh thank you!” he’s so cute when he blushes. you had back to your job and you saw he wrote on your cup. “just wanted to say you’re very cute. hope your day goes well!” why is he making you blush so hard? the rest of the day felt like a breeze.

next morning

you woke up on time, ready to face the world…… until you see a new barista. “hi there! i’m beomgyu, how can i take your order?” “just a black coffee please” “alright that’ll be 5.99” he goes off to make your order after you pay. he calls your number. “have a nice day!” “thank you! you too beomgyu!” he smiles sweetly at you and you spoke without thinking. “where’s soobin by the way” “he’s gonna be out of town for a little bit but he should be back in about a week!” you’re disappointed. “i see, thank you!” you leave feeling sad you aren’t going to see him for a week!! that’s so long!!! he basically gets you through your hard days.

a week passes

you’ve been on top of your shit this past week! not late once! but soobin is back and you can’t wait to see him again so you got all dolled up and headed to the coffee shop. “good morning!what wou-“ “hi soobin!” woah a little too excited to see him. “oh hi!! i have your black coffee ready!” “you know me so well, how’d your week off go by the way” you ask him politely while paying. “oh did beomgyu tell you that? it went well, had fun.” “aw that’s awesome, missed you” he covers his face as he got flustered “i missed you too uhh i never really got your name..” “it’s y/n” he takes note of your name before telling you to have a good day.

this routine goes on for a little while. throughout this time soobin builds up his courage to finally ask you out on a date… that is until he was working a later shift. you hadn’t come in at your regular time in the morning, he had thrown away your black coffee thinking you weren’t going to arrive but thankfully you did! but with another guy..?

“hey soobin!” you walk in cheerfully with the guy hanging on your side. “black coffee?” soobin asked “yeah! and an iced americano please!” soobin can’t help but stare down the guy next to you. he’s tall, handsome, buff and so much more! he can’t help but let his insecurities get to him. you sat down with your friend and soobin hands you the drinks. “here’s my card-“ “no no no! i’ll pay, you paid for us last time..” last time? you’ve been with this man more than once? oh his heart broke thinking this guy was your boyfriend. “oh fine jun go ahead” as soobin paid at the front counter with the guys card he noticed the name on the card was choi yeonjun. as in The choi yeonjun. the famous rapper and choreographer? how’d you even know him personally? and why did you have a nickname for him?

“here’s your card!” soobin sees you aren’t at your seat, figuring you went to the bathroom. “thank you! by the way soobin right? you know y/n talks about you a lot. you really make their day every morning. keep doing what you do.” “making coffee?” yeonjun laughs. “you know what i mean, making them happy. i haven’t seen their face light up in months until you showed up in their life. you gotta make a move though. just a tiny hint, they absolutely loves films.” soobin has the best date plan ever. “thank you yeonjun. also how do you know them?” “they’re my producer friend, they helped me kickstart my rapping career. couldn’t have made it without them.” soobin mentally thanks yeonjun for being talkative. “oh i see! thank you for the idea!”

“what idea?” you came back and sat down in your seat. soobin is startled “umm the idea!” “sure of course, what idea though?” you look at yeonjun confused. “uh sorry umm would you maybe like to come over to watch a movie with me? on saturday?” AHHH FINALLY!!!! you smile very widely. “yeah of course! i’ll give you my phone number.” you exchange numbers and he goes back to serving customers while you and yeonjun start catching up.

saturday

holy shit you’re scared. a date? you haven’t been on a date since collage. how bad could it be? it’s just the guy from the coffee shop. stop being nervous you got this! you can do this! just knock on his door.

as you’re about to knock on his door he opens it before you can even touch it. “sorry i got tired of waiting..” soobin smiles awkwardly. “you seriously watched me for the 5 minutes i was contemplating?” “yup!”

you enter his apartment and you see a fort and a projector. on the screen reads “(500) days of summer.” as you enter the fort you see some of your favorite snacks and a few plushies.

“how’d you know what my favorite snacks were?” you looked around the fort as he enters behind you. “a little birdie told me” his attempt to sound slick. “got it! yeonjun definitely told you” but it’s like you can see right through him. “he came in yesterday..” you giggle at him thinking he’s adorable. you get comfy beside him and he starts the movie.

movie ends

“summer kinda irks me” he says clearly not happy with the ending. “really? i see her point but they were both kind of toxic..” you look up at him while he changes the movie to music.

beautiful stranger- laufey.

“i thought about this song when i first saw you come into the shop. you were in such a hurry and in a bad mood.” you flashback to that moment. “and you were so happy to be working. how do you stay happy all day?” “you.” you blush like crazy. “you injected me with your happiness soobin. i was so miserable before seeing you and when you got my order every morning with that bright cute bunny smile you have, it made my day. the whole day. thank you for the venom i guess” he laughs a little. “venom? that’s a little rough..” you kiss his cheek. “happiness is hard for me but you made it easy.” he looked at you with stars in his eyes and leans in to kiss you. as his lips touched yours it felt like no one was in the world except the both of you. he pulled away and pulled you closer. “you do not know how long i waited to do that.” you laugh. “you’re so lovely and very silly. i like that. i like you.” he smiled. “i can’t wait to take you on dates forever and ever.”

[jjunsolos]

09. ; the job

synopsis - when your best friend dahyun offers to let you stay at her house, you really can’t say no. especially with how things are at the moment. what she didn’t mention is that her little brother lives with her too…

warnings - written, ass writing (srry srry😣), nothing else… i think

wc - 1k

author’s note - took so. long writing this omg im so srry😭 anywaysss WE ARE SO BACK🆙

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(Author’s POV)

As soon as she hears the door open and close, Y/n sprints out to meet Dahyun in the living room.

“So?” she asks excitedly. Dahyun looks at her with a teasing smile.

“Sit on the couch and I’ll tell you.”

Y/n quickly does as she says with a squeal.

Y/n has always liked the idea of being independent, but her mother was always in the way of that. Now that she’s out of her mother’s control, she believes that the first real step to independence would be getting a job. People at Y/n’s age don’t typically get excited over work the way she does, but that’s just another thing that makes her stand out.

Dahyun sits next to Y/n, that teasing smile still on her face.

“She said… that you can come in tomorrow and she’ll interview you!”

If Dahyun’s downstairs neighbors hated them, they were about to hate them so much more.

“Oh my gosh! Dahyun I love you so much.” Y/n says as she engulfs Dahyun into a tight hug. Dahyun groans but she reciprocates the hug anyways.

Y/n’s excitement remains for the rest of the day. She basically dances and sings with every step she takes (which confuses Jungkook but he doesn’t comment on it). Y/n goes to sleep with a smile that day and dreams of a happy and bright future.

(Y/n’s POV)

…Maybe I should rethink this. The bakery is cute and small. The inside isn’t exactly empty, there were a couple 3 or 5 people at different tables, but I’m still hesitant. This is my first job ever and I have no idea how to make a good first impression.

“You got this, Y/n. Be a big girl.”

The first thing I notice when I walk in is the sweet smell of muffins and other pastries. It’s so delightful, I wonder why there are rarely any customers. The ceiling lights have a bit of a pink hue to it which gives the room a bit of aesthetic. I nervously exhale as I approach the front counter.

The girl standing behind it had long, flowy hair. It was light brown and it shone really well under the light. She looks up at me with a soft smile.

“Hi, what can I get for you today?”

“Hi! My name’s Y/n. I was supposed to meet up with… Mi-Yoon? For an interview.”

The girl looks at me with wide eyes, almost like she’s seen something incredible.

“Oh, you’re the girl Mi-Yoon was planning on hiring! Nice to meet you, I’m Valerie!” she says, her smile wide as she extends her arm out for me to shake. I do so with a smile just like hers.

“Mi-Yoon is in the back. I can take you to her if you’d like?”

“I’d love that!”

And with that, she excitedly grabs my hand and drags me to the back.

The back of the bakery was big. Bigger than the front. There were doors on almost every side of every wall, yet they still managed to make everything look cute and pleasing to the eye.

I follow behind Valerie as she leads me to a door marked ‘Manager’. She stops right in front of the door.

“Mi-Yoon’s really chill and it won’t be hard to get comfortable with her, so good luck! I really hope you get this job. I can tell we’re going to be best friends.” Valerie says. Her attitude is admirable and contagious. I can’t help but smile along with her.

“I hope I get it too. Thank you so much, Valerie!”

She gives me a little hug before walking away. Now it’s just me and the door… and Mi-Yoon on the other side of the door. I exhale once more before knocking on the door twice.

“Come in!” a voice shouts from the inside. I’m basically shaking as you open the door.

Mi-Yoon is a short woman. She has black hair that is only a little curled. Her dimples are easy to spot and her eyes squint everytime her lips move.

“So you’re Y/n, huh? Dahyun’s told me so much about you already and let me say, I absolutely adore you, girl.” Mi-Yoon says as she flips through a binder. I only laugh shyly.

She gestures to me to sit on the chair in front of her desk and so I do so obediently. As she continues to flip through the binder, I take the chance to look around her office. It’s nice and tidy. There’s no specific theme but the room still looks nice. The awards she has hanging on the walls make me smile softly, but I’m brought out of my thoughts as Mi-Yoon starts to speak.

“So why do you want to work here?”

The question makes my face turn red.

“For a long time, I was told that I won’t be good at anything that isn’t running a business or becoming a CEO… and I believed that for a long time. But baking is something I actually enjoy doing. It’s something that makes me happy… that’s why I want this job.”

I look down at my lap as I finish my sentence, lowkey panicking. What if I don’t get the job?

“You got the job, Y/n”

My head shoots up and a wide smile appears on my face. I feel like screaming but I contain it (just for now.

“Thank you, Mi-Yoon! I promise I’ll make you proud” I say, my smile never going away. Mi-Yoon smiles back and holds her hand out for me to shake. I do so excitedly.

“This is a step into my new life!”

As I walked out of Mi-Yoon’s office, my attention was on my phone as I excitedly informed Dahyun about the news so I didn’t notice the person walking my way, also not paying attention. That led us to bump into each other. While I almost went flying, the person I bumped into didn’t even move an inch.

“Oh… sorry. I didn’t see you there”

I look up and see a man. A beautiful one. His eyes shone under the light and his nose was just perfect.

“It’s fine… thank you”

Before he could say anything else, I rushed out of the area.

That was weird.

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honestly not really picky of what boys because this scenario has been plaguing my mind for FOREVER but maybe idia or lilia teaching afab reader to touch themself or doing it for them for their birthday, like readers never done it before and its their present to the read

honestly just like anyone im so down bad im not even jokinggggg

Characters: Lilia Vanrouge Tags: NSFW, smut, fingering, birthday sex Notes: AFAB gender neutral reader, I was first planning on adding Idia as well but I struggled to fit him in and keep him in character kajsdhaskd I promise to write for him with a similar theme in the future </3

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You wake up from the feeling of fleeting kisses and playful nips along the curve of your neck, sharp teeth grazing your skin teasingly. "Happy birthday, my love," Lilia whispers to your ear in a husky tone, voice slightly groggy from sleepiness. His chuckle ressonated deep withing your body, now shaking you awake; and when you turn over to face your lover, Lilia seems to glow against the shy rays of sun peeking from the shutters.

"You look more excited than me to celebrate my birthday," you yawn out, nuzzling your nose against Lilia's cheek. He hugs you closer, a low purr of satisfaction falling from his mouth as he glided his fingertips along your spine.

"How could I not be? Today is your special day, and I would be a fool not to cherish they day my special someone enlightened this world."

Lilia revels on the way you laugh with sincere amusement from his bold statement, a playful grin of his own drawing between his lips. "Silly, no need to be all poetic to make me feel special." You taunt, pulling him by the shirt to capture his lips in a searing kiss.

One thing led to another, and when you least expected it, Lilia was hovering over you, hands sliding over all the curves of your body while his lips ravaged your mouth, tongue shamelessly dominating your senses. He pins you down by the wrists, his cold touch firm and assertive while pushing your legs apart by his knees.

"I think this is the perfect time to give you my gift," Lilia pants out when you two finally broke the kiss, searching for air; he looks down at you with a mischeivous gleam on his eyes, sly grin painting him a devilish complexion. Your eyes widen slightly in surprise and suspicion, but can't deny the mysterious prospect of whatever Lilia has planned for you looks too tantalizing, so you respond by nodding slowly, a dumb, kiss-drunk smile gracing your lips.

His lips descend to your neck, trailing languid and feathered kisses to your chest and belly area, the grip on the handles of your hips a searing promise of what was to come. Lilia's eyes are fixated on your face, his pupils dilating every time you squirmed and panted in yearning for more of his ministrations.

His lips brushes against your cheeks in a loving, reassuring promise as his fingers trailed the warm and soft skin of yout thighs, lightly grazing his nails on the middle as he tested your reactions.

"You're so cute, squirming like that..." He sighs out, two of his fingers coming to gently circle around your clit in a slow, steady rythm. "I wonder what other reactions I can get out of you." Pinching your sensitive nub of nerves, he chuckles at how you tremble and gasp in answer. With repeated flickers of his fingers, he works your pleasure further, his eyes never leaving your face.

"L-Lilia..." You moan his name, eliciting a soft, entertained hum from him. "Oh, I would like to hear more of that," his voice is soft, though filled with mischief, and when you feel one of his fingers press down on your pussy, you can't help but shiver in antecipation. Lilia is painfully slow as he inserts his long finger, caressing your walls with dedication, and when you buck against it searching for more friction, he chuckles in amusement. "I see someone is very anxious and ready. Very well, I won't let you hanging for much longer," Lilia thrusts his finger inside at once, another one coming to fill you up nicely. They part and scissor your walls open, his pace slow but reaching deep within, coiling up to press and stroke at your soft, oversensitive point - making you arch your back and moan his name, only igniting his fire further.

He can feel the heat pooling on your stomach, the scent of your growing arousal enticing his hunger. His fingers pick up a frenzied pace as they delved deeper on your pussy, assalting your senses with unfaltering fervor. A low groan melts from his lips as you clench and writhe under his touch, the heavy scent of sex mingling with the lewd wet noises creating an intoxicating bubble around you two. And when the violent crash of waves threatens to wash over you, Lilia captures your lips with his, muffling your moans as his fingers work the pinnacle of your climax, relenting as your legs tremble and close around his arm.

"Oh, my beloved, you barely started your day and you already look spent," Lilia murmurs through a playful smirk, eyes gleaming with pride and devotion as he gazes upon your half-lidded eyes, breath heavy from the intense kiss previously shared. "I do hope this gift will be marked in your memory for some time, but if not... I'm always willing to give you a reminder."

[kanaglows]

Hello sisnaoakaoiakwiqoaiaiauqiak I just saw your post today and im really excited since I havent seen much posts regarding pjsk x reader stuff. That out of the way, can I request for pjsk boys as your husband (seperated) or them as college boys? Disjisjsusisuauqhq that's all and I hope my request isn't weird or anything 🥲🥲

eeee first request, thanks for requesting me iuhjwsbdah i went with the husband thingy if that's alright with you, feel free to send another request if you still want the college boy thing, anon ☺️ also, i apologise if me and my writing feel a bit dry, i tend to feel a bit tense on the first few requests but i'll loosen up soon hjusdfj

style: bullets/hcs

notes: gender-neutral reader

Project Sekai Boys As Your Husband (Separate)

Tsukasa Tenma

He affectionately calls you nicknames like his co-star and his starlight

While he's busy during the day rehearsing for his shows, your job allows you to have more time for housework so you do chores around the house a lot. He feels guilty about not having a lot of time to do stuff so as soon as he gets home he immerses himself in chores to make up for it 😭

He frequently takes you out because he feels even worse about not spending more time with you throughout the day

On weekends, you have a special little tradition where you watch musicals together (sometimes bootlegs because musicals can cost a lot to watch online 😕)

He's totally smitten by you and often wonders how he was able to get such a great catch

Rui Kamishiro

You two are partners in crime. That said, you don't go too far with the crazy ideas.

As much as you love how creative he can be, you have to remind Rui not to blow up the house and bother the neighbours with explosions.

You have mini prank wars all the time, the winner is often decided by who pulls the most impressive ones

There's a lot more to Rui than pranks and explosions! If you're having a bad day, he always whips something up in his workshop to cheer you up. You'd be surprised how little time he needs to make something if he applies himself.

Rui can struggle with ideas but just spending time with you is enough to fill his head with tons of them

Akito Shinonome

You can be irritating but he loves you a lot ☺️

Karaoke is a frequent thing for the two of you, Akito doesn't like to say it out loud but he loves your singing voice and that's why he suggests karaoke so much.

He gets a bit embarrassing expressing his feelings through words but that doesn't mean he loves you any less, he does his best to show his affection through actions.

Akito's protective but not possessive. When you go out he will ask you where you're going but solely out of safety concerns- he trusts you and would never suspect you of anything wrong.

Toya Aoyagi

He's literally so sweet 😭If anything's up he'll go through any obstacle to help, his father didn't support him much in his childhood so he's decided to support his loved ones much better than his father could ever support him.

Toya's a dry texter, if you text him anything, ANYTHING AT ALL, he will somehow find a way to respond in the most monotone way ever. It's not intentional but you find it hilarious when he responds to a meme with a simple "haha".

Mornings are peaceful. Usually, the two of you just sit in the kitchen in your PJs together drinking coffee in silence.

He's an awful cook but he tries his best. In an attempt to help him out, you cook with him and give him some tips. Your help is beneficial but that doesn't mean that it won't always end in disaster. After training him for a while, Toya was trusted with the duty of making dinner. He decided to make Thai green curry with noodles however, when he realised that you were out of noodles and coconut milk he substituted them with spaghetti and cow milk. Havoc embarked and later that night, you were served a dire bowl of spaghetti in milk. You couldn't touch the meal and ordered takeaway pizza for the two of you instead 😭

[cumulo-stratus]

01- Lover

pairing- Spencer Reid x Male!reader summary- slow burn story of how spencer reid fell in love with Y/n L/n warnings- profanities, some arguing, lemme know if theres anything else! wc- 2k

a/n- Guys!! im so excited about this idea, orginally it was going to be short blurbs for each time all in one fic but i got carried away and its turned into a series now. And i know im still a little behind on Flufftober ficus but i needed to take a break from writing things to fit a prompt, i was feeling kinda creatively burnt out from it so i just wanted to write something off the top of my head and the song came on my headphones and then i blacked out and here we are lmao, hope you like it! (P.S. so much credit to @avis-writeshq for the inspo around some of it , totally a great writer and you should totally go check them out!)

Notes: (E/C) = Eye color | (H/T) = hair type (curly, wavy, thick, thin etc.)

part 1//part 2

spencer stepped onto the same train he took every morning; the green line for 5 stops, and the red line for 1 after that. Spencer prefers his first leg of the journey though- but thats only because of The Boy. Who’s The Boy, you ask? Well, The Boy is a man on the train, and this man on the train spencer had seen everyday for last 6 months. everyday, 1 stop after spencer gets on The Boy would get on. He would sit in the same seat near the back, put his olive green backpack between his legs, and put his headphones in his ears. he would sit, one leg crossed over the other and read anything from Poe to Austen.

Spencer always stared, now to be fair The Boy was very naturally handsome. He had striking (E/C) eyes, and (H/T) hair. His style often resembled spencers, slacks and button ups with cardigans and sweater vests, The Boy tended to lean towards more bright colors ad fun patterns then spencer.

Today, spencer noticed he had started a new book; A Collected Works of Edgar Allen Poe. Yesterday he had been reading a book on the history of witch craft, spencer thought it went well with the the witch hats and black cats on his knitted sweater, very fitting for October he may add.

And once again spencer was staring (nothing out of the ordinary) but today The Boy looked up at just the right time and caught spencer in the act. He immediately looked down, blushing profusely. But if he had looked back for another second spencer wouldve seen The boys sly smirk, and the slight tinge of warmth on his cheeks. Spencer decided the best possible course of action was to pretend nothing had happened and bury his silent admiration of the mystery boy on the train. But that plan was thrown completely out the window when The mystery boy got up from his seat, picked up his bag and plopped down next to spencer in an open plastic seat. Because little did spencer know but The Boy had done his own fair share of staring at spencer from afar, admiring his natural beauty and book choice. He had been toying with the notion of finally approaching this mystery man, and this was the final push he needed to approach spencer.

“so, you like Poes works?”

spencer looked up to find The Boy looking at him expectedly with a friendly smile. The same boy he had fantasized over for almost 6 months but never even thought of approaching, had just walked up to him and started a conversation.

spencers mind was reeling, to say the least.

but he still managed to squeak out “Yes, he’s one of my favorites” But add in a dash of stuttering and blushing. What can i say? It was an awkward interaction for and awkward guy. But this didnt deter The Boy, who then lit up at spencers words (which also caught spencer off guard and left him reeling for a moment) and said “Me too! but my favorite has to be ‘Annabel Lee’, everyone thinks its the documentation of a man going insane over his obsession with a girl named Annabel Lee. But i personally think its just a guy who’s madly in love, and people are a little jealous of the pure, intense type of love that Poe was writing about..” The boy looked down and blushed, trailing off. spencer looked at him confused and with a surge of confidence said “what-?” with confusion. The boy looked back up, almost surprised at spencers words, at spencers encouragement. This said encouragement gave him the confidence needed to say “im sorry, i realized i was rambling to a stranger on the train and i didnt even introduce myself; Im dr. Y/n L/n, whats your name? Spencer chuckled to himself at how who he now knew as Y/n, managed to say so many words in so little time. “I also have a habit of talking too fast when im nervous, sorry about that” Y/n added, taking care to speak at a slower pace. Spencer didnt mind it and was mostly focused on the fact that Y/n was nervous, did spencer make Y/n nervous? but he wasnt caught up in his thoughts for too long and remembered to respond to Y/ns question “its okay, i ramble a lot too, i dont mind. And im spencer. Dr. Spencer reid-“ spencer cut himself off to finally look at y/n before continuing- “but im not a medical doctor, I have doctorates in Math, Chemistry and Engineering.”

Y/n had an almost proud smile on his face, And said “wow, smart cookie!” his tone was joking of course but spencer still blushed profusely, despite his many attempts to stop it. Y/n continued, not noticing spencers flushed state, much to spencer’s relief. “Im not a medical doctor either though, i have PHDs in both math and physics. I always thought i was above average, but ive been outdone!” Y/ns tone was joking as he said it.

They continued their introductory conversation for another couple minutes when Spencer, in an effort to keep the conversation going, had asked what Y/n was listening to.

“im listening to Ours, by taylor swift, and im not a swiftie, im a taylor swift enjoyer.” Y/n said with a definitive tone. But spencer only looked at Y/n with confusion written across his features. “Whats a- swiftie…?” spencer asked. Y/ns faced seemed to almost drain of color at this statement. “Whats a swiftie?!” his tone was incredulous, as if spencer had committed some heinous act, which he was pretty sure he hadn’t. “swifties are people who thoroughly enjoy the music of none other than the greatest pop musician of all time!” spencer was a little embarrassed, he didnt want to miss out on something Y/n enjoyed so he held his hand out and asked, “maybe i could listen to it with you, and learn about her music?” Y/n grinned at the idea, and handed spencer one of his airpods and restarted the song.

and so for the rest of their train ride, they listened Y/n’s taylor swift playlist. But After hearing Ours, it remained his favorite.

And so, for the next few weeks it continued on like this. Y/n would get on the train at spencers first stop, and B-line straight to the back of the train where spencer had saved a seat for him. And then they would sit and talk, about anything from literature, to art, to science. But one thing always remained; Taylor Swift. Everyday Y/n would have a new collection of song for him to listen to on his airpods as they talked. But Ours still remained his ever favorite, although Cardigan and Willow were close seconds.

Today, however, was different. Today, after much encouragement and much teasing, spencer was going to ask Y/n out. His team couldnt deal with anymore gushing about Y/n, the guy from the train.

spencer waited impatiently for Y/n to step onto the train at his stop. He almost missed and almost ran into at least 2 people on the way to his seat. Y/n plopped down into his seat breathlessly and started his normal routine of pulling out his airpods and queuing up the music. But he was stopped in his tracks, the airpod he was about to offer to spencer, when the latter blurted out “Hey would you maybe wanna go get coffee with me on Saturday afternoon at perfectos?” Spencer had spoken so fast Y/n barely caught it. But he was amazed at spencers attention to detail. Y/n had never even told him he liked perfectos cafe (he was of the firm belief that they made the best coffee in DC). He had just walked in with a cup of coffee from them almost everyday. It made his heart swell at the gesture, and his cheeks redden at spencers question.

that reminded Y/n to answer, instead of just sitting there wide eyed like a deer in headlights. And said; “i’d love that spencer, thank you”

spencer had been so caught up in his thoughts, and worries over the words that had just spilled from his lips moments ago that he was caught off guard at Y/n’s positive response. They both beefed at each other like children for the rest of the ride until Y/n got off, and not even when spencer arrived for work could he wipe the smile off his face, much to the delight of Morgan and JJ.

To Be Continued…

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hii i feel like john b doesn't get nearly enough fics and i <3 your writing so could i request a fic where he's having a rough day so he comes over and reader does her whole nighttime routine w him to help de-stress? 💗💗

ren's notes ! yes i totally agree, john b is so overhated for what

pairing. john b x fem!reader

warnings. literally nothing except fluff and ward being ward

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Today was not John B's day.

He woke up in a shitty mood and everything else just went along with that. He burnt his pancakes, he forgot to pay the water bill so he was stuck with cold water as a shower. He forgot to do laundry so he had to wear his dirty clothes. And the Camerons were being more asshole-ish than usual.

He just wanted to go home and eat, relaxing while watching a TV show. So why did Ward make him clean the yacht for the second time this week?

He texted you throughout working and you felt really bad. You wanted to do something that would cheer him up.

He heard a ding and pulled out his phone.

Y/N:) 💋☀️ oh, im sorry to hear that baby:/

Y/N:) 💋☀️ do u wanna come over and watch something?<3 maybe that'll help

Y/N:) 💋☀️ i love u jb:)

He smiled at your texts as he sent a quick text back, not wanting to hear another lecture about phones from Ward again.

JB 😎 No worries babe 😘💕 I love u too

JB 😎 That sounds like heaven 😫 Be there at 6 x

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Work couldn't have even sooner for John B. He was so excited to go see you; he's felt like it's been weeks even though in reality, it's only been maybe a day. Today just felt so long but he knew that one kiss from you, and all that stress would go away.

He pulled up to your house and quickly got out. He was prepared to spend the entire night with you, sleeping in your arms so that all his stress would melt away.

He knocked at the door and your mother answered, letting him know you had just got down with your shower and that you were upstairs. She also reminded John B to knock before going in.

As he was told, he knocked before going in.

"Mom, I'll be down in a minute, let me finish my skincare."

"It's not mom, It's John B."

You quickly jumped out of your chair and ran to the door, opening it and embracing John B. He smiled at your enthusiasm.

"Oh, John B. I missed you."

He leaned into you, sighing in content. "Me, too, baby. Me, too."

"I was just going to finish my skincare and we can go get some popcorn and eat, okay?"

"Um, actually. I think after the day I've had, I need a mask."

You smiled at your boyfriend. Your glad your skincare is rubbing off on him because you wanted him to relax (you also didn't want him to age badly). "Of course, baby! Just uh, go take a quick shower and we can get started!"

He didn't even have the energy to be offended at your underlining comment so he just nodded and went into your bathroom, closing the door.

As he showered, you got the candy and popcorn ready. He got out and he sighed in relaxation. He then looked at the bowl next to your bed to find his favorite candy. "Ooo."

He took a handful before you came in with a huge grin on your face. "Okay, we have either a peach collagen mask or a vitamin d matcha mask."

He laughed immaturely at the mention of D. "Vitamin D, of course."

You rolled your eyes playfully as you put down the other mask, opening the vitamin d sheet mask. "Did you wash your face?" You asked before putting it on.

"Yes."

"With my CeraVe cleanser?"

He nodded and sighed as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. But if you asked him that a few months ago, he would've asked who CeraVe was and what a cleanser is. You're glad you've taught him well.

You smiled at that, nodding. "Good."

You put on the mask and John B felt his muscles relaxing from your soft touch, and the gentleness of the sheet mask on his face. "This feels so nice. I can't remember a time when I didn't use masks."

"Mhm, I bet your skin feels the same."

He sighed contently as you fully adjusted the mask to his face. You walked away towards your mini-fridge to get a Jade roller. You went back to John B and started massaging his face with it.

"Wow, this feels nice. Is how the rich feel?" John B commented as you laughed.

You kept massaging for a few minutes before stopping, making John B groan. You rolled your eyes.

"My arms hurt, John B, I can't do this until it dries."

He sighed and nodded, "Okay fine."

John B then went to go sit on your bed and turn on the TV as you put your mask on. John B then went to the bedside table and grabbed the popcorn, eating it happily.

You smiled at your boyfriend. You're glad that he feels better now. You got into the bed too, taking some of the popcorn and eating it.

"Okay, babe. It's your pick, what're we watching?"

"21 Jump Street."

You sighed. "... Again?"

"Oh shush, I know you love staring at Channing Tatum."

You rolled your eyes playfully, knowing it was true.

[daydream-cement]

on my knees BEGGING for more of your phasma content, I absolutely love the way you write her. maybe a continuation of sparring practice? that’s one of my fav fics of yours 😭😭

In The Shower (NSFW)

Captain Phasma x Fem!Reader

Authors Note: THIS IS ANOTHER COLLAB FIC BY ME AND @bri-sonat. i cant say it enough, i LOVE writing with you, dear. and im so excited for everyone to see the other wonderful works we have written together!!!

The final time Phasma threw you down on the mat, you thought all of the air had left your lungs. It always seemed that towards the end of these private lessons, the captain would take advantage of your exhaustion to punish you for showing such weakness.

After the last sparring practice, which had ended with Phasma grinding down on your thigh, being pinned by her once again brought back such pleasant memories, memories that only made the heat between your legs grow.

You watched as she glowered down at you, her chest heaving from the way she was exerting herself. Moving an arm to prop yourself up, you were waiting for Phasma to tell you to get up once more for her to only throw you back down again. With a sigh, the captain shook her head and turned from you, “We are done for today.”

The captain released her grip on you, rising to her full height and once she had, you darted up from the floor. “Yes, Captain.” You acknowledged her order with a courteous bow before leaving the sparring room. Almost running down the hallways to get to the showers.

The showers were fairly empty due to the timing of your sparring practice taking place in the middle of most troopers’ shifts. Grateful for the few moments of peace, you make your way to the farthest shower in the row, turning on the water before undressing in an attempt to get some type of warmth from the typically frigid water.

Padding down to your locker, you pull fresh underclothes out, leaving them on the nearby bench to be thrown on after you bathed. You then stripped, tossing your clothes in the large communal hamper to be laundered, and snatched a towel from the shelves nearby. Hanging the towel outside your shower, you hold out a hand to the lukewarm water, knowing it will have to do. Warm or not, the sensation of the water hitting your skin pulled a long sigh from your lips.

The echo of the locker room door shutting made you furrow your brows, no one was supposed to be here at this time, and you found it strange that there was. It remained in the back of your mind as you resumed your shower, the footsteps of the intruding being sounding before they stopped, yet the door didn’t close again, the person was still inside.

After a short time had passed, the steps continued, this time much quieter, no longer making the same amount of noise without the boots on them. They got closer and closer until they eventually stopped right outside the closed shower curtain, and you couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit uncomfortable. The person clearly there for you. Until, a familiar hand pulled the curtain aside, and stepped into the continuous stream of water from above.

The pacing of your breath quickened from the anticipation and mild fear you felt for the woman standing before you. Captain Phasma had interrupted your shower and now stood before you completely naked with what you assumed to be sinful intentions.

Phasma didn’t seem to care when your eyes drifted down, raking over her body, in fact, she seemed to like the way you drank her in like a tall glass of water on a hot day. She was clearly proud of the fit form she had judging by the tiniest of smirks on her lips.

Your eyes went from her boobs to her abs, to her biceps, and finally, to her legs, all defined perfectly by the uninterrupted, ruthless training regime she had kept up over the years, and it was obvious that she took great care of her body, “Do you like what you see, FN-2156?”

You wished you could have hidden your eagerness and appreciation for the woman before you, but you nodded quickly, still remaining entirely silent. What could you say to your fearsome and ruthless captain? Your mind moved quickly, remembering the events of the steamy sparring session from weeks ago. Would you be getting a second chance at pleasuring your superior?

Phasma took a step forward, causing you to take a step back, and continued doing so until your back hit the tiled wall of the shower, “You know I like a verbal answer, but I’ll take it. I’m not here to talk anyways… Get on your knees. I want to use that pretty mouth of yours. See if it can’t be used in a more… productive way.”

She suddenly flipped you around, her back leaning up against the wall for support as you got down on your knees in front of your captain. You said nothing, only wanting to please her in any way she would allow you to.

Your mind was reeling at your current situation. Knees pressing into the tile floors, you reached out tentatively, placing your hands on either of her thighs. Leaning forward, your eyes scan their way up Phasma’s body, landing on her face which was staring down at you in the most intense manner. Her eyes bore into you while her lips contained a smug smile, pleased with herself for having you on your knees before her.

There was a small amount of hesitation in you as you crept closer to her center, waiting for her to offer further instruction or verbal degradation for your current position.

Phasma cocked her head to the side slightly as she stared down at you, spreading her legs slightly to offer you a better view of your future meal, “Well, don’t you look pretty on your knees for me… Such a good little slut, following my orders without a second thought. Good to know that you know your place.” The captain reached down a hand to comb through your wet hair, bending slightly to grab your chin in her hand, “Make me cum with that sharp tongue of yours, will you?”

“Yes, captain.” You nodded, your voice somewhat subdued, but at least you were offering the verbal confirmation she wanted. When she released your chin, there was no more hesitation left within you. Pushing your face forward, you were now centimeters from her core. Being close enough to her heat, you could smile to yourself in pure satisfaction that you were the chosen one to please your captain.

The captain hummed, pleased with how obedient you were being today, knowing that this served as a perfect reward for your good behavior. Phasma hadn’t taken her eyes off of you, watching as you inched closer to her cunt, groaning before she used her hand to push your head the final centimeters, grunting when your mouth closed around her clit.

You circled her clit gently, wanting to savor the moment and take your time as you knew your performance would indicate if Phasma would use you once again. Listening carefully, you were looking for any indication from the captain as to the level of your performance. Pushing your tongue deeper between her folds, you lapped at her cunt, enjoying Phasma’s taste.

Rolling her head back against the wall, Phasma used her hand on your head to hold you in place as you used your tongue on her, the only thing muffling her noises being the sounds of water hitting the tiled floor. Her mouth was open in silent pleasure as she stubbornly held her moans back, her voice shaking slightly as she croaked out more vulgar words, “You’re such a filthy little thing… If you keep using your mouth like that, I might have to use you more often.”

This was exactly the encouragement you needed to continue your movements. You slid your tongue back to her clit, circling it gently before beginning to suck at the sensitive bud. The tile flooring caused your knees to ache, but you persisted, hands gripping her muscular thighs to keep yourself upright.

She spread her legs even more, giving you even more access as she groped her breast with her free hand, rolling her hardened nipple in between her thumb and index finger, your continued offense on her pussy driving her closer and closer to her eventual climax. At the added stimulation, Phasma released a growl, mostly muted by the loud noise of water against the tile.

You glance up at the captain, the blissed-out look on her face accompanied by the way she teased her nipple caused you to release an involuntary groan, sending additional vibrations against her clit. Switching from sucking to licking, you swirl your tongue around her clit once more, making Phasma tighten the hold on your head as she started grinding your face, chasing her orgasm that was fastly approaching.

The grinding against your tongue caused you to moan again, the wonderful filthiness of the interaction making the ache between your legs grow. Your jaw was beginning to ache, but the discomfort was well worth the experience of making Phasma cum.

The vibration from your moan was enough to send the captain over the edge, her entire body tensing up as she remained silent, not wanting a single noise to spill out in case anyone had entered the locker rooms during your shared shower. Her thighs clenched around your head as she let the pleasure rip through her body, her breathing heavy.

You continued your lapping against her core, knowing if you stopped without a formal order, you could jeopardize any further sexual encounters with your captain. It was a calculated risk, but you allowed your hands to slide upwards to grip her hips, maintaining a hold on Phasma while you fought to lap up every last drop of her juices.

When Phasma had regained her breath, she ripped your head away from in between her legs, so aggressively that you had to catch yourself by placing your hands behind you on the tiled floor, unless you wanted to end up on it.

She took one final look at you, sitting down on the floor, looking up at her with her wetness covering your chin before walking past you, stopping right before the curtain, “See you next week, FN-2156. Don’t be late.”

And with that, the captain had left; the sound of the shower curtain shutting behind your back followed by her footsteps moving away from you. Leaving you sitting on the tiled floor, water hitting your head as the neglected throbbing between your legs only grew stronger, the taste of her still lingering on your tongue.

Her words played over and over in your mind, and you allowed yourself the hope that when she said ‘see you next week,’ she was referring to another experience such as this.

[hiraya-rawr]

I love you in every universe (Playable AU)

(Diluc x Playable Reader)

note 1 !! unorganized brainrot + short fic for my SAGAU(?) playable reader AU... a star crossed lovers concept.

note 2 !! I am the Player 😌 SLEEP DEPRIVED WORK PLS IM WRITING WHILE HALF DEAD

synopsis !! in which you're a playable character and you fall for another world's Diluc as your Player co-ops with a Diluc-main.

navigation

Imagine being in love with Diluc for as long as you can remember. Unfortunately for you, your Player doesn't have – or seem to want – Diluc at all.

It's not that you're that desperate to have him on the team, your usual company of four was enough! But can you really blame yourself for wanting to travel the entirety of Teyvat, uncovering mysteries and facing dangers with him? You can't help it if he's the first person you think of on a cold night! An adventure would've been a great reason to get closer to him, form a bond, fall in love– at the very least, you just want to spent time with him.

Regardless, you've given up on ever adventuring with Diluc. It's not a guarantee that you'd always stay on the team, nor are you hopeful to be on the same party as him with all the different team comps and characters showing up.

So imagine your surprise when you find yourself face to face with Diluc one day.

[Hira is trying to enter your world.]

You notice a label next to your name.

P1 Y/N , it says. Klee, who was excitedly looking at the fish of Watatsumi's streams, tilts her head in wonder as your two other companions glitch away, only to be replaced by a different pair.

"It's the grumpy adult!" Klee squeaks, half in excitement and half in shock, "And big sister Barbara!"

"Hello Klee!" Barbara waves at the little girl. Diluc raises an eyebrow, slightly confused by the nickname before coughing into his hand. He faces you with a neutral expression. Your breath hitches in your throat.

""Hi, you must be Player 1 (Y/N) and Klee. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Diluc in Watatsumi Island looked a little out of place, a complete change from the usual Tavern and Winery you usually see him in, yet there he was – bright red hair and dark garbs contrasting the pastel backdrop.

"Ah y-yes! And you must be Player 2 Diluc and Barbara. It's nice to meet you as well." You offer your hand out to shake his, a firm grip that's warm and steady. Up close, he looks everything like the Diluc you knew from your world. The one you could only watch from afar or chat with as your bartender.

'That's because he is Diluc, you idiot' you berate.

"Hello! We look forward to working with you two," Barbara chirps next to Diluc, a wide smile on her face, "Oh especially you! Our Player doesn't actually have a (Y/N) yet, so we've never got to see what you could do."

Ah, pressure. The pressure to impress your crush.

You laugh nervously, trying to brush it off that you're simply a sub-DPS. Maybe even a support, with your Player not fully building you to your potential yet.

"It's alright, we don't need to exert ourselves too much. It seems like we're only doing commissions today anyway so. . ." Diluc offers you a small smile. The type he'd usually give in galas for the sake of being courteous, "I look forward to working with you."

What you all initially thought was a chance meeting turned into many more meetings. Your Player was religiously doing their commissions with this same person, making you meet Diluc (along with other members of his team) a lot more than you thought.

And with that came your dream of adventuring with him. From going deep into the Chasm and solving puzzles in Enkanomiya, to simple daily tasks like delivering food, your silly crush started to develop into something more legitimate.

And after nights of enjoying each others company, star-gazing, fighting bosses, and going on death-defying adventures— he falls for you.

Another world's Diluc Ragnvindr falls in love with you all the while you're desperately seeking to be something more with your own world's Diluc.

Neither of you wanted to admit to your feelings at first, there's always a sort of taboo in interacting with someone outside your world. To the Playables to Teyvat, it's an unspoken rule to keep a professional, almost business-like relationship with outworlders. After all, who needs a "replica" when you have your own "original" in your world?

Except, you can't exactly find comfort in that when your Diluc barely sees anything more than an acquaintance in you.

Imagine spending days, weeks with 2P Diluc. He's charming, lovable, treats you oh-so-preciously. He tells you about his hopes, his father, his troubles, and you tell him about yours.

He kisses you under starry nights, wraps one arm around you and gazes into your eyes before waiting for the co-op to end for the day.

When it does, you head back to Mondstadt, to the taverns, to the bar, and to see your Diluc nod at you in acknowledgment as you take your seat.

In a way, it's almost heartbreaking. Perhaps if he were given the same opportunity to travel with you, perhaps if you confessed now or hinted at it, he would be more aware of you?

But the thought of telling him "You'll love me if you just give me a chance" reeks of desperation.

"You know. . . The Player has been co-oping Klee and I with a Diluc-main lately." You casually say, tipping your drink of choice side to side as you lean over the bar.

"Oh? How was it?" Diluc preps at the espresso machine, his back turned away from you.

"Well, you certainly suit a DPS role. And commissions get done far faster than usual," only because you and Diluc wanted to spend more time traveling and doing story quests, but you don't need to mention that.

"That's good. I'm glad to hear my. . . ahem, counterpart has been helpful." He turns to you, sliding you a glass of water. You bite your lip nervously.

"We get along well, you know?" You start, eyes looking down on the bar top, "2P Diluc, I mean. I've learned a little bit more about you through him." Like how your hair's a bird's nest every morning, or your soft spot for children and fat dogs.

Diluc seems to nod at you thoughtfully, "Is that so. . . well, I suppose adventures do form that kind of bond." He chuckles, "That's nice to know."

"It would be great if we could adventure as well," You laugh into your hand, looking up at him. He raises an eyebrow, a small smile on his face as he shakes his head no.

"One Diluc is enough. I don't think I'm needed as a Playable, but do enjoy your travels."

Ah. Shot missed.

note 3 !! plot twist is DPS Barbara. and I honestly think Diluc and Barbara would get along so well in a team?? I have them together sometimes and they just both have goody two shoes vibes so they'd work well on an adventure

[thelovelylolly]

Baby, It's Cold Outside

Summary: I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice... Warnings: jackson era joel, but thats it :) Notes: welcome to lovely's holiday special! im excited to write another collection of fics (and write more for joel) more info about this event here :)

Jackson during the winter time was cold, which didn't help you, who ran cold. You were always a little bit chilly and made sure to have a jacket with you, but winter time was the worst. The heaters helped a little, but nothing was like being wrapped in your covers with Joel, who was a human furnace.

You mornings in the winter always went the same. You'd wake up with Joel, dread putting your cold feet on the cold floor and try to keep Joel in bed with you, then eventually get up and get your day started. Today was no different.

You woke up to the sun peaking through your blinds and you sighed, moving closer to Joel to enjoy his heat.

"Jesus, sweetheart, you're feet are freezing," Joel grumbled, trying to scoot away only for you to cling on tighter.

"Suck it up, Joel," you replied, closing your eyes with a smile on your face. "It's not my fault you're always so warm."

He sighed and wrapped his arms around you along with your blanket, making sure you were nice and warm. You felt yourself start to drift asleep again, happy and warm in his arms.

"We have to get up, y'know," Joel mumbled into your hair.

"It's too cold," you whined.

"We can't stay here all day, honey, you got to get up."

Joel littered the top of your head with kisses and trailed down your face to your lips. You giggled as his light kisses trailed down until he pressed one to your lips. You opened your eyes and met his gaze.

"Do we have to get out of bed?" You asked softly. "It's too warm and cozy to move."

"I don't feel like pissing Tommy off."

"Screw him, I wanna stay like this with you forever, Joel."

You watch his cheeks turned red and you giggled, reaching one hand up to cup his cheek. You leaned in and gave him another kiss, this one longer and sweeter than the one he gave you. He melted at your touch and kiss, like he always did. His arms went to your waist and pulled you as close as he could, leaving barely any space between you two.

You pulled away after a few seconds, too early in Joel's opinion. You buried your face into his neck, smiling.

"Five more minutes?" You mumbled into his skin.

Joel sighed and smiled. "Fine, five more minutes."

"Thank you, Joel."

"Of course, sweetheart."

You quickly fell back asleep because of how warm you were, and because of Joel's arms wrapped around you. Joel tried to stay awake to make sure you got up in a few minutes, but your soft breaths started to lull him to sleep.

You two didn't get up in five minutes.

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lovely's holiday special!

[neosvision]

pretty baby

idol!jeno x idol!reader

warnings: (badly written) smut, unprotected sex, choking?, fingering, that’s really it i think

word count: 1.9k

authors note: first of all minors dni… here i am once again (feeling lost but now and then) with… this. it’s not what i was planning on writing at all but i recalled hated my attempt of the list p2 and i’ve had this idea for a while now sooo. feedback as so so so appreciated as my writing could use so much work thank youu

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the first time it happened was just a normal day, at first. wake up at 5:00am, get to the music bank building at 5:30-ish, makeup and hair should be done for rehearsals to start by 6. sometime during the day, you and your other members would film a couple tiktok challenges with other groups to promote each others comebacks. the only thing getting you through today was the fact that your manager told you that you’d be filming a challenge with nct dream, which you were particularly excited about because you thought the members were so attractive, especially jeno. you’d ran into him a few times before and exchanged greetings but never filmed a challenge or anything to prove you actually interacted.

your group was last to rehearse before the actual filming started so you had quite some time to do whatever you pleased. you and the other members spent time playing little games in your waiting room or just talking when suddenly your manager popped in and asked you and another member to come outside the room. accurate to your members predictions, you knew exactly what was happening and you literally felt like you were going to throw up everywhere. as soon as you’d arrived to the infamous music bank staircase, you saw jeno and jisung waiting, talking to their manager. this was it, it was over for you. lee jeno was standing right in front of you, you were going to have to talk to him, dance with him, AND post it for the whole internet to see. they’d both looked up from their manager, jenos gaze landing on you and staying there until your member spoke up.

“hi nice to meet you guys, i’m ___” she spoke lightly with a smile and bowed. his eyes were still locked on yours, slightly looking you up and down.

“nice to meet you guys, i’m y/n, congratulations on your comeback, we really enjoyed it!”

“thank you y/n! no need to introduce yourselves. we enjoyed your comeback too!” jisung exclaimed as he shook both you and your members hand.

“nice to meet you guys, i’m really excited to film this challenge with you.” jeno expressed, his voice deep and smooth, his eyes STILL glued on you. you were a dead woman if he kept looking at you like this.

the challenge went pretty smoothly, you and your member had already basically learned nct dreams new choreography and just added some finishing touches from the boys. the same applied to them. it was much less awkward than you imagined, jisung was so sweet to you and your member but jeno… he was acting sort of quiet. not like you’d imagined or seen him in passing.

just as you were wrapping up and saying bye to each other, jeno had slipped off and was nowhere to be found. jisung had texted asking where he was but jeno replied that he was busy and to tell you that he enjoyed meeting and filming with you and your member. you thought it was sort of strange but didn’t question it to jisung as you and him weren’t very close yet.

as soon as you walked through the doorway to your waiting room, your manager practically pulled you outside the room by your collar.

“not so fast” your manager joked.

“huh? im sorry am i in trouble?”

“oh no nothing like that, not with me at least. nct’s manager requested you go to their spare waiting room.”

WHAT. your heart was beating a million miles per hour, did you do something wrong? what happened? you couldn’t recall anything that could’ve gotten you in trouble.

your heart rate only quickened as you made the short walk to nct’s spare waiting room. knocking on the door and hearing approval from… jeno??? what was going on?

jeno was sprawled on the couch of the waiting room with a glint in his eye you couldn’t quite place. nobody else was in the room.

“oh hi jeno” you almost questioned as you looked around for his manager or someone, anyone else so you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of jeno. “my manager sent me here, i’m not really sure why.”

jeno was now stood right in front of you, a little too close for comfort. you stepped back and his hand immediately wrapped around your waist and pulled you even closer to him.

he looked down at you with lustful eyes.

“i couldn’t take it anymore.” he breathed, voice much deeper than before. you tried your hardest to say something back but again, your heart was running a million miles per hour. you opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out.

he leaned down to your ear, “needed you so bad. had to leave or else i wouldnt have been able to control myself anymore.” he whispered. shivers ran down your spine as you took in his words. all you could do was stare up at him, your thighs subconsciously rubbing together at his words.

“baby talk to me, i know you want it.” he tried again, the pet name triggering something in you that you didn’t even know was there.

“i-“ did you? well, yes, you did but were you really about to risk probably your whole career for a hookup?

oh fuck it. “i want it.” you whispered back just loud enough for him to hear.

as soon as he got the confirmation he needed, he knew he would get, his hand was around your throat, pushing you up against the wall of the waiting room and crashed his lips on yours. you felt arousal leaking out of you already. you knew you would need a new pair of pants before the recording. your stylist was gonna kill you but that was the last thing on your mind seeing as the man you’d been pining over for months had you pinned against a wall.

it was all too much, between his hand slightly squeezing the air from your lungs and his lips on yours. jenos touch sent a shiver of delight through your body and you let out the most heavenly, inviting moan he’d ever heard in his entire life. he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. he moaned into your mouth, sending shock waves straight to your core. lewd sounds were exchanged between the two of you until you’d finally had enough.

“need you” you whispered as you broke the kiss and his mouth went to work on your jaw, sending you spiraling with bliss everytime he placed open-mouthed kisses down to your collarbone.

“need me where, baby?” he teased as he continued kissing you everywhere, his hands exploring your body. you could barely reply to him, everything he did felt so good.

“in me.” you finally said, running your fingers through his dark hair. your back arched and you felt his dick twitch through his pants.

within seconds he carried you from the wall and laid you down in the perfect position for himself, propping himself up with his arms on each of your sides as he practically ripped his shirt off his body. you watch in awe as his defined ab muscles were revealed and did the same, stripping yourself of your top and leaving yourself in just the skimpy bra you were wearing underneath.

“wow” he muttered, leaning down and pulling you closer as your lips clashed together again. you moaned in pleaser, allowing his tongue access and deepening the kiss as your nails rested on his back, leaving marks with every movement of your hands against him. you felt yourself getting wetter and wetter as your tongues ghosted each other. slick coated your panties as he rubbed his hardening dick against your clothed core.

he pulled back and pulled down his pants, revealing his dick, red and dripping with precum already. he helped you to the same until you were laying there in just your bra.

he looked down and stared at your glistening core with awe, bringing a finger down through your folds. your back immediately arched into his touch, craving something more.

he pumped one finger in you, then two, then three, twisting in and out, simultaneously using his thumb to caress your bud. he did so little yet you were overwhelmed with pleasure.

“please” you moaned.

“you want me that bad huh?” he snickered before he used your slick to coat his dick.

he slowly pushed his aching cock into you and couldn’t help but moan out your name.

“you’re so tight for me baby” he groaned.

your bottom lip tucked between your teeth, eyes rolling back at the sensation of him filling you to the brim. jeno couldn’t contain his pleasure, moans coming one after another as he slowly started pumping in and out of you.

“f- fuck, faster.” you said squeezing your eyes shut from pleasure.

he was on the edge already, slamming brutally into you, each thrust bring him closer to his climax, the alluring sounds you made everytime his dick hit your g-spot were not helping. he continued fucking into you at an alarming pace, the both of you filling the room with the dirtiest noises.

with each fuck into you, you felt your climax approaching rapidly. it was unlike anything you’d ever felt before.

“fuck i’m- i’m gonna come,” you screamed as you felt yourself coming undone on his cock.

this only encouraged him to keep going, chasing his own high while helping yours in the process.

“come for me baby” and you snapped. screaming and whimpering in pleasure as your core pulsed around him and his own climax came shortly after, only slowing once he’d milked himself completely into you. he stayed inside you as he pulled you even closer and kissed you again, this time with much more raw emotion as if he was now taking his time kissing you, savoring your taste on his tongue. you pulled back in attempt you catch your breath to be met with jeno staring deeply into your eyes, his own filled with so much admiration.

he leaned down, lips dangerously close to your ear only to whisper, “you did so good for me pretty baby.”

suddenly everything you wanted to say in that moment had completely vanished and you were left there staring back up at him with the same admiration he looked at you with. everything was perfect, until you heard your members down the hall calling for you.

“shit, fuck.” you breathed.

you pushed jeno off of you and reclothed yourself in a matter of 5 seconds, panic surging throughout your entire body, especially apparent in your legs which could barely hold your body weight after jeno used you so well. you stumbled up and out the door in horror of someone finding out what you and jeno did in there.

you opened the door and slipped out just before your members rounded the corner of the hallway.

“there you are! where have you been? our recording starts in 10 minutes. what happened to you it looks like you were sweating?” your member puffed out in one big breath.

“ah i was.. uh i was just getting a little workout in before the recording.” you lied straight through your teeth and you could tell no one was buying it.

“we’ll talk about this later…” one of your older members said just as you heard your phone ding.

lee jeno: when can we do that again pretty baby? ;)

you huffed, smiling slightly at his persistence knowing this wouldn’t be the last time.

[ughkat]

hey! i would love if you could write something where dom!luke has had enough of female readers teasing and how she refuses to obey him. including bratting from the reader, lots of praise and degradation, and maybe some edging as punishment? then super sweet aftercare at the end? :)

a/n: sorry these requests are taking so long! like i said ive been super busy these holiday months, but im trying to slowly work my way back into writing :-) hope u like *muah*

brat - l.r.h

cw: smut, doggy, unprotected sex, dom!luke, rough sex, edging, cursing, aftercare, spanking, creampie?¿

not proofread

italics = text message

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"Long day at work today. Missing your pretty face."

I grinned uncontrollably at Luke's sweet words, laid out lazily on our messy bed.

I was bored with nothing to do while Luke did his duties at work. Having already finished up the house work; cleaning, laundry, I was left to my own devices, giving me an hour and a half until Luke's arrival home.

I was curled up in our sheets, in only a loose fitting T-shirt and panties, thinking of ways to tackle my boredom until my boyfriends shift ended.

In my brainstorming, I bit my lip mischievously, as a cheeky light bulb went off in my head. I re-read Luke's text a few times before opening my camera app, pulling my shirt up ever so slightly to expose my underboobs and cleavage. I giggled softly and the thought of my actions consequences, as Luke was at his place of work and wouldn't be able to handle himself.

I snapped a few risqué photos, some of my chest just barely covering my nipples, some of my whole body from a higher angle. I went back to our message thread, sending Luke only one picture at a time.

Attachment: 1 Photo

"Missing you too :)"

I bit my lip nervously as I waited for his response, his reaction time being quicker than I was expecting. Luke read my message, letting a few minutes pass before responding.

"I'm at work, love."

I immediately recognized his flat tone over text, laughing internally at how quickly I could make him crumble. I swiftly selected another photo before sending my next message.

Attachment: 1 Photo

"I thought you missed me?"

I watchted as the three dots danced on my screen, disappearing and reappearing over and over as Luke frantically searched for his words.

"You better stop."

My leg bounced anxiously, yet I was filled with excitement. I could tell the mood I was slowly pushing him into. I sent one more photo before Luke had to tend back to his work.

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"Or what?"

Luke responded quickly.

"Such a brat. Just wait till I get home."

I giggled at Luke's obvious frustration, glancing at the time and noting the 15 minutes until the end of his shift. I closed my phone and melted back into the bed, my mind wandering to the possibilities of what would happen once Luke got home.

I jolted from my seat slightly at the sound of jingling keys unlocking the front door. My heart couldn't help but pick up its pace with intriguing fear. I decided to keep my place in the room, letting Luke find his way to me.

I listened carefully as he entered our home, kicking his shoes off and making his way around the flat. I bit my cheek nervously as I hear his heavy footsteps approach our bedroom.

He opened the door calmly, looking at me with narrow eyes. I looked up at him, twirling my thumbs in my hands. I couldn't help but let a small giggle escape my lips. Luke's eyes widened as he approached me, his tall frame towering right over mine on the bed.

"You think it's funny?" He spoke deeply, slowly leaning down to my face and placing two hands on the bed on each side of me. I smirked slightly, giving him a small shrug. He laughed through his nose.

"You like being a brat? Teasing me at work with your little pictures?" He growled into my ear. His hot breath against my skin sending chills down my neck.

"What are you gonna' do about it?" I teased, tilting my head. He looked at me briefly before standing back up.

"Up." He ordered abruptly, motioning with his hand for me to stand up. I stood up slowly, keeping my eye contact with him.

"Turn around." He growled. My knees hit the bed as I turned the other way, my back facing him. He quickly pushed on my back, making my chest and stomach hit the bed, emitting a small gasp from me. He leaned his body over mine, speaking deeply into my ear.

"Wanna act like a brat, get treated like one." I could hear the smile in his voice as his hands trailed to my bare rear side, only covered ever so slightly by my skimpy underwear.

With no warning, I felt a sharp smack against my bare cheek, making me squeal. He ran his hand over the spot before bringing it down again sharply, making me jump with a whimper.

"Like being treated like my slut, baby?" He cooed, watching my abused cheek grow redder by the second. I nodded frantically, my words caught in my throat.

"I can't hear you, doll." He smirked. I whimpered once more, squirming under his touch.

"I love being your slut, Lu." I muttered through my lips, turning my head slightly towards him.

"That's my good girl." He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, "Get up." He assisted me getting up from my stomach, pulling my by my arm back on to my feet.

"Knees." He spoke simply, placing a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him as I slowly lowered myself to my knees, eye level to his bulging slacks. He brought a hand to his zipper and button, keeping one on my head. I watched in awe as he slowly brought his waistband down, exposing his throbbing member.

"Lemme see that pretty mouth, doll." He tilted his head, bringing his hand down and running a thumb over my bottom lip. I opened my mouth slightly, inviting his calloused finger inside. His thumb pushed through my lips, exploring my wet tongue and mouth adoringly. I looked up at him through my lashes as he watch my lips wrap around his finger warmly.

"Fuck." He groaned through his teeth, bringing his tip to my lips.

I stuck my tongue out, pushing my head forward to take him in my mouth fully. He placed two hands on my head, tossing his head back and he pushed himself fully into my throat, making my choke slightly.

"So fuckin' warm, baby." He ran his fingers through my hair before gripping it tightly, beginning to guide my head himself. I followed his oace with my own neck, bobbingback and forth steadily. He noticed my eagerness to speed up and let out a chuckle.

Luke gripped my head tightly, swiftly picking up his pace to throat fuck me. Tears began to pool at the corners of my eyes as I gagged and choked on his length.

"That it baby? You like getting your throat fucked like a good slut?" He growled as his shaft repeatedly hit the back of my throat, saliva dripped down my chin and neck. He watched as my mascara ran down my cheeks, I gripped his thighs tightly for support.

Luke pulled himself from my mouth abruptly, pulling my back to my feet by my biceps. I panted and my breathing was staggered as he assisted in moving me to the bed, roughly tossing my on my stomach. He swiftly pulled my panties down, pushing the underside of my knees to prop my ass up.

"Such a pretty pussy." He cooed from behind me, he sat perched on his knees, running his hands on the underside of my thighs. I squirmed and whimpered in desperation, the chill air hitting my wet mound. Luke slowly ran his middle finger down my slick folds, bringing it to his mouth right after.

"So wet for me, doll." He teased.

"Lu.. Please." I begged into the sheets, my heat throbbing for attention. He let out a chuckle as my eagerness.

"Please what?" He tilted his head, "What do you want, doll?" I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Please. Touch me. Anything. Fuck me." My words were scattered, Luke's dominance had numbed my brain.

"Do you deserve it?" heaven smirked as he spoke, "Teasing me all day like a brat, should I let you cum?" He spoke with a smart-ass tone. I groaned loudly, kicking my foot with frustration.

"Please, Luke. I need you." I whined. He chuckled softly before bringing two fingers to my wet folds, running them up and down before pushing then into my entrance abruptly. I let out a gasp as his touch, my hands gripping the sheets tightly.

"This what you wanted, love?" He spoke deeply, picking up his fingers pace, keeping his free hand on my bare cheek. I nodded frantically, unable to use my words.

"Mm, yes. Fuck." I whimpered. Luke continuously pumped two fingers in and out of my entrance, the sound of my wetness colliding with his fingers filling the room.

He stood up on his knees, keeping his fingers in me, as he lined his tip up with my entrance. With no warning, his fingerd were quickly replaced with his throbbing member, continuing the same quick pace his fingers once were. I let out a squeal at the sudden feeling, making Luke chuckle from behind me. He grabbed my wrists, binding them behind my back with one hand, placing his other hand on my hip, gripping tightly.

"Was thing your goal? Huh?" He growled between thrusts, "Act like a brat all day so I come home and fuck you like a slut?". I moaned loudly in response, my words jumbled in my throat.

"I cant hear you." He spoke, leaning down closer to my ear.

"Y-yes." I whimpered, "I love being your slut." I choked out between moans.

"Y'sound so pretty trying to take my cock." He growled. Luke quickened his pace, his hips smacking against my ass roughly, my rearside skin turning red.

"M'god, Luke. Fuck." I whined loudly into the sheets, Luke's shaft hitting my walls quickly and repeatedly.

"You done being a brat?" He spat, bringing a quick hand down to my cheek. I squealed in response, nodding my head.

"M-mhm." I whimpered. "I'm your good girl." Luke chuckled.

"Atta girl."

I began to shake, feeling my walls clench against his member.

"Don't cum till I say." I muttered, watching himself go in and out of my abused hole. I whined, arching my back.

"Please, Lu. Need to cum." I cried out. His pace remained fast and hard.

"Not yet, doll." He smirked. His edging drove me crazy, chills being sent throughout my whole body feeling like electricity. My eyes rolled back in my head at the overstimulation.

"Should I let you cum, baby? You deserve it?" He teased softly. I nodded frantically.

"Beg." He spoke deeply. His thrusts numbing my mind, I tried to gather my words.

"Lu, please. I'll be a g-good girl. P-please let me cum." I whimpered a series of pleads.

"Hmm." He hummed, his teasing becoming agonizing.

"Fuck, Luke, please." I whined. He let out a devious laugh before speaking.

"Cum for me, doll. Cum all over my cock.".

Immediately, his words signaled my release, making me shake beneath him. I almost collapsed onto my stomach before Luke wrapped an arm around my waist, holding me up as he continued his fast thrusting. I shook as he continued to fuck me hard and fast for his own climax, the pleasure was overwhelming.

"Fuck." He let out various curses and grunts as he reached his climax, gripping my hips tightly before slowly pulling back out.

He released his grip on me, letting me fall gently to my stomach on the bed. He rolled onto his back, moving beside me as we took a minute of silence to catch out breath.

Luke turned his head to me, moving a tuft of hair out of my face. My eyes opened lazily, metting his bright blue ones.

"You okay?" He smiled warmly. I closed my eyes again with a tired smile, nodding gently. He leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek, then my forehead. He leaned back again, admiring my messy and clammy features.

"You're so pretty." He said in an almost childlike manor, making me giggle.

"I look crazy." I rolled my eyes, aware of my freakish appearance after my hard pounding.

"I think you look pretty. My pretty girl." He ran the back of his fingers of my cheek as we laid together in comfortable silence, taking in each others company. His hands trailed all over my upper body, soothing me after the overwhelming events that had just taken place.

"I'll be right back." Luke abruptly sat up, pulling his boxers back on before exiting our bedroom. I laid content in our bed, continuing to catch my breath as Luke disappeared.

He returned quickly with two water bottles and various snacks from our kitchen, making me giggle.

Luke returned to his place beside me in bed, handing me a water bottle. I sat up, criss cross, taking a sip from the bottle. Luke grabbed me swiftly by my hips, pulling me into him, my back to his chest.

"I love you, doll." I murmured into my neck, placing a lazy kiss on my shoulder.

"I love you." I giggled

I sighed at the comfort of him, his touch and presence bringing me a feeling of safety that I had never felt before.