#so thats at least something. makes me smile every day i look at my phone

[wileys-russo]

Loved the Grace fic. Wondering if you could maybe do one where she has a secret girlfriend that doesn’t play football. And the team are trying to set her up not realizing that she has a girlfriend and then at one of her matches grace runs up to reader and that’s how the team finds out.

Something like that x

you never asked II g.clinton

"gracie just one date mate! you'll love her." millie slung an arm over the younger girls shoulder who rolled her eyes and shrugged her off. "just one?" grace squinted as the sun rose a little higher and the two arrived to the pitch for training.

"yes! just one." millie assured as the midfielder sighed. "alright, fine." grace shrugged as millies face lit up. "really?" the defender beamed.

"no ya idiot, i'll tell you the same thing i tell everyone. i don't need help findin a girlfriend!" grace rolled her eyes, saved by the whistle blowing signally training was about to start.

that didn't stop a barrage of the girls all trying to sweet talk her into meeting their 'friend' that grace would 'get on with like a house on fire' because she 'had soo much in common with them its like fate'.

she'd heard it all for weeks now, dismissing every little attempt with a firm shake of her head, abandoning conversation after conversation as suddenly they'd go from something she was engaged in to a topic she ran from.

thankfully some of the older girls stuck up for her and tried to shoo away the main culprits like millie, ella and maya who were constantly trying to set her up or ship her off with a new stranger every second day or so.

little did they all know, grace didn't need to be set up with anyone or accept any sort of dating help because she had you.

you looked up from your laptop at the familiar secret knock on your front door, snapping it shut with a grin and racing over. knocking the same pattern back you heard the girls laugh on the other side of the door before you swung it open.

"well hello gorgeous." grace beamed, launching herself at you in a hug as you let out a laugh, your feet lifting off the ground as the footballer spun you around.

"longest four and a half days ever." grace groaned, collapsing into you as she placed you back down and you shared a tight hug. "i'll be sure to pass that onto my boss, no more business trips because my girlfriend can't handle me being away." you teased, craning your head up to kiss her cheek.

"what! ya been away nearly five days and thats all i get babe?" grace scoffed in disbelief as you ventured back into the living room. "i'm sure you kissed your phone screen enough on facetime to make up for it baby." you grinned, having called her at least twice a day every day you were gone.

"yeah but me phone doesn't kiss back!" grace snatched your laptop out of hand, placing it down on the coffee table and flopping on top of you. "alright clinton, lay one on me then!" you sighed as if accepting a poor business deal as your girlfriend shook her head.

but deciding against a smart comment back like she normally would the taller girl wasted not another second, pressing her lips against yours as you exhaled softly into her mouth, the corner of which curled into a smile.

"missed you so much babe." grace mumbled into the kiss, one hand moving to the back of your neck as your tongues fought one another to take control. eventually you relinquished, your girlfriend taking advantage and exploring your mouth like it was the very first time.

"okay okay! no jumping me the first five minutes you're here." you pulled back with a grin as her hand crept up your top, squeezing at your chest.

"alright...i'll wait till its been ten minutes then like a gentlewoman would babe."

~

"grace come on man! one date, you're always so stubborn. you think the worst of every girl we offer before you even meet them! just give us a chance to set you up with someone." ella groaned, dropping down beside the brunette who rolled her eyes, focused on lacing up her boots.

"answer hasn't changed tooney."

"gracie man please let me wingwoman ya!" ella begged, clasping her hands together as grace wordlessly shot her a firm look and shook her head.

"ella for god sakes leave the poor girl alone! youse are always harrassin her." thankfully mary swooped in to the rescue, ushering the mancunian away despite her protests.

you watched on in the stands of old trafford with grace's sister and a couple of your friends, a proud smile slapped to your face and unable to be wiped away despite the teasing from them all. sending your girlfriend a message at half time affirming just how well she'd played you tucked your phone back away as your girlfriend again waved as she entered back onto the pitch.

the little waves and cheeky grins sent your way weren't anything new however that didn't mean any of graces team mates had actually caught on, neither of you were particularly large fans of overtly public displays of affection either.

grace's time to really shine came in the second half when she bagged an assist and a goal, of course finding you in the crowd with a pearly white grin and another eager wave making you laugh and wiggle your fingers back at her.

the devils winning three to nil as the final whistle blew and the crowd erupted into cheers, your heart could burst with pride as you chatted with your friends and her sister, catching grace's eye mid lap who gestured for you to come down.

"lover girl has sent her summons!" your friends teased pinching at your cheeks as you rolled your eyes and swatted their hands away, all four of you making your way down to the barriers.

you hung back allowing the younger fans to all meet their idols, smiling at the excited squeals and cheers from them as your girlfriend and her team all made their rounds signing, high fiving and posing for pictures.

eventually you caught grace's eye again, lips curling into a smile as hers turned downward into a slight pout at how far away you still were. the crowd thinning a little you made your way to the front of the barrier, grace hugging her sister and friends.

"hi superstar." you smiled as it was finally your turn, melting into her embrace. "sweaty superstar." you teased as her skin stuck to yours, flinching away as she pinched your side for the jab.

"goal scorin superstar babe." grace grinned smugly as you hummed, her hands still firmly on your hips. "can the goal scorer get a kiss?" your girlfriend murmured, cocky smile dropping for a moment as her eyes searched yours for any sign of hesitation of discomfort.

but you didn't give her a chance to find any as you nodded, leaning in and pressing your lips to hers sweetly, hands cupping her face as you pulled away and let out a small laugh at the way her cheeks flushed rosy pink.

"blusher." you teased, kissing her cheek as she scoffed. "just from all the runnin round, don't flatter yourself!" grace rolled her eyes playfully,hugging you tightly from behind as you turned to lean against the barrier, her chin resting on your shoulder as she chatted away to her sister and friends.

"yeah i'll make sure she gets home safe." grace promised as your friends bid their farewell, her sister picked up by her own friends as you waved them all off, most of the crowd having dispersed.

"you really played so great gracie, i'm so proud of you." you smiled sincerely turning back around to face her, pecking her lips a few times with a smile.

"we've got an audience." you murmured, catching their wandering eyes over her shoulder. "fancy a tour of the change rooms?" grace grinned, wiggling her eyebrows and grabbing your waist hoisting you up and over the barrier.

"don't let the scare ya, bunch of big teddy bears the lot of em." grace promised, arm falling over your shoulder as she lead you toward the small group of girls looking on curiously, shrinking a little under their gaze.

"afternoon girls." grace smiled, squeezing you reassuringly. "whose this then gracie?" mary grinned with a raised eyebrow. "me girlfriend." grace smiled, kissing your cheek and introducing you properly.

"girlfriend!" one of the shorter girls jaw dropped, all four of them looking quite stunned as you pushed yourself a little tighter into grace's side as her arm dropped and her hand rested protectively on the small of your back.

"but-but-all the dates!" the same girl stammered out, another one rolling her eyes and smacking her. "dates?" you asked with a small frown, glancing up at your girlfriend.

"these three idiots have been trying to set us up on a blind date for weeks now. told ya i didn't need any helping finding a girlfriend!" grace chuckled, introducing the four girls in front of you.

"why the hell didn't ya just tell us!" ella, the same girl from earlier, shot the tall girl beside you a glare as grace grinned and gently pushed you to start walking with her.

"cause ya never asked tooney!" your girlfriend called over her shoulder, pulling you tighter into her side and ignoring the protests shouted behind her.

"you're a menace clinton, you couldn't just tell them?" you shook your head with a smile as she lead you off the pitch and down the tunnel.

"but baby, where's the fun in that?"

[suplicyy]

haiii ^_^

can u do a various hq x reader where the reader is a very sleepy bb and the hq boy just absolutely worships them ?

sorry if thats cringe lel…

thnkx!!

My Dear Sleepyhead

Summary — You are a very sleeper person and he loves how cute you look.

Characters — Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Sugawara, Taketora, Yaku, Aone.

— Fluff

— Gn!Reader (the image is merely illustrative, it does not mean that it's a fem reader!!)

If you could list the things you like to do most, the first would definitely be "sleeping". You think it's just so amazing to sleep, imagine sleeping through a boring class and waking up feeling completely refreshed! There's nothing better than this in the world!!! (at least that's what you think)

You always have a sleepy expression on your face, no matter how much you say that most of the time you don't feel like sleeping.

And your boyfriend is grateful every day that you enjoy it, as he loves to see how adorable you look in your sleep.

Yamaguchi

Okay, this boy loves you SO MUCH.

If you could see the sparkle in his eyes as he watches you take a nap, you would have no doubt that he likes you.

He would shyly play with the strands of your hair, while looking at you with a smile on his face.

But if you were sleeping more than usual, he would be worried about you.

"Is they overworking themself too much? Has something happened and they doesn't want to tell me? My God, what do I do..." Please make sure you have a healthy routine, or Yamaguchi is going to have a heart attack from worry.

He will always make sure you are eating well and having a regular sleep schedule, and of course, he will always spoil you with some sweets and kisses!

Nishinoya

Listen to me, this boy is also a big sleeper like you.

When you are at each other's houses, after a good meal you would take the longest nap of your lives, waking up almost at dinner time (and consequently staying up late because you both are no longer sleepy)

But he would also make sure you are not sleeping too much.

After all, who else would help him with his homework if you were asleep in class and didn't hear the teacher's explanation?

Nishinoya would definitely wake you up with the biggest smile in the world, telling you to walk with him around the school during break time, with the aim of trying to keep you awake.

Sugawara

Upon seeing that you are sleeping, he would initially laugh at the small string of drool that was dripping from your mouth while you slept, but then he would watch you with a kind expression on his face.

He would stroke your head, gently kiss your hand, expect lots of caresses from him!

But make no mistake, he wouldn't let you take a nap all the time while you were in class (he would only make exceptions when he sees that you're too tired), because he would be worried about your school performance.

When you were home, he would let you sleep on top of him while he hugged you. And who knows, maybe he'll take a nap with you, even though he doesn't usually sleep as much as you do, but your presence is so comforting that he can't take it and ends up sleeping with you.

Taketora

If you ever ended up sleeping on his shoulder, he would freak out.

He just loves you SO much, I swear to you that no matter how you are, he will always think you are the most beautiful thing in this world.

He has lots of photos of you sleeping on his phone, from the cutest to the weirdest (and he begs you to not delete them)

And sometimes he would give you so many kisses and caresses that it would end up waking you up, and then he would begs you to forgive him for "interrupting his queen's sleep"

And if you ended up sleeping in places other than your home, he would be over protective of you, since he saw in a video that the way people are most vulnerable is when they are sleeping. (it was a video about jungle survival...💀)

Yaku

If you like sleeping in class, I'm sorry but Yaku wouldn't let you do that...

He understands that sometimes you may be more tired than usual and sleeping through a boring class, but he doesn't want your grades to drop drastically because you're not paying attention. (but either way he will always help you study)

But don't worry, he can be a little strict sometimes, but he takes great care of you!!

When you wake up from a nap he always has some water and your favorite snack, assuming you would be hungry after sleeping all afternoon.

He sometimes takes some photos of you while you're asleep, you have such a peaceful expression on your face that he can't stand it because of how cute it is!!

And if any teammates found out and made fun of him (Kuroo and Lev more specifically), they would immediately shut up when they saw the scary expression on his face.

Aone

He is definitely the most adorable among all the others above. He cares so much about you and would consequently take very good care of you.

Whenever he notices that you are sleepy, he offers his shoulder so you can rest your head and take a little nap, depending on where you are.

And I can say for sure that he is someone very comfortable to sleep together, he's practically a heater with legs. Just getting close to this boy makes you feel a comforting warmth.

He stares at you a lot while you sleep, and some people who see it from afar might find it scary (especially because of his intimidating appearance) but you know that those eyes always shine with love for you.

Aone definitely has a photo of you sleeping and made it his wallpaper on his cell phone.

A/N — Tysm for your request!! And I'm sorry if there were any characters you didn't like, but I assumed it was okay since you didn't specify who you like😭😭

[drinktaro]

out like a light 𐙚 jellycat

~ start of written

you wait by the door of ur brother, sungchan’s, apartment and hear the door bell ring. when you open the door you expect to see momo. instead your met with wonbin and anton.

before you can say hello, momo rushes right pass wonbin and anton and drags you to your room.

when you reach your room, momo turns to you and asks you a question about sungchan.

“do you thing sungchan will like my gift?”

momo then pulls out a small keychain with a cat attached to it.

you question why momo would care what sungchan thought but ur thoughts were cut off by a knock on the door.

“hey y/n come and meet my frien- oh hey momo”

momo then stuffs the cute keychain in her pouch and greets sungchan by wishing him a happy birthday.

you and momo walk down the hall with sungchan. once you reach the end of the hall way, you see all 6 of his friends. you get nervous as they are all staring at you so you try speed walk to the kitchen with momo, but are cut off by two extroverts.

“hey y/n! when did you get so tall??” seunghan asks while waving his hand above your head. you get embarrassed and immediately respond to his rude comment.

“you just got taller! its not my fault you grow so much” seunghan laughs and shotaro shortens his laughter by stepping on his foot. seunghan squeals.

all the guys introduce themselves except, anton and wonbin. you felt flustered because you felt that every-time you looked their way they would make a weird jester or turn around at the sight of you.

later on everyone sings happy birthday to sungchan and cut the cake. everyone starts drinking and laughing at seunghan and sohee’s karaoke session. momo talks to sungchan about dancing together one day. you sit right next to wonbin and anton. anton nudges at wonbin.

“hey.”

you turn around to face wonbin and answer with a bright smile

“hi wonbin”

wonbin immediately gets flustered but tries to hide it by continuing the conversation.

“so how long have you known momo?” wonbin questions

“me and momo have been friends since we were kids. shes one of my best friends. what about you and anton?” you reply.

“me and anton have known each other since middle school but i feel like i’ve known him forever. he’s my closest friend.”

you guys sit in comfortable silence for a while.

until he brings up the first day of school..

“hey im sorry for almost falling in you on friday” he scratches his neck awkwardly waiting for your response

you look at him confused and he gets nervous because of your the immediate change in your facial expressions. it takes you a couple seconds to realize what he was talking about, but while you were staring at him he gets up out of embarrassment and spills his drink all over your lap.

you get startled by the sudden coldness on your lap and stand up to at least let some of it drip down. everyone stares at you guys as wonbin runs to go get paper towels.

“im super sorry y/n i didnt mean to drop the drink on you and im sorry for ruining ur dre-“

“its okay wonbin!” you say and laugh due to the awkward moment. you walk to the guest room that you will be staying at tonight and change out of your wet clothes.

momo burts into your room and immediately asks what just happened. you explain to her what happened and she laughs.

“why would he do that? thats so embarrassing”

you were also confused why he suddenly got up. your conclusion was that he was embarrassed so you didnt really think much about it.

you and momo go back to the living room and you sat where you previously were.

“im so sorry again for dropping my drink on you” he says while looking down.

“it’s genuinely okay wonbin. just know you owe me something” you joke.

“i can give you my number so i could make it up to you.” he exclaims

you immediately agree and let him type his number into your phone.

momo tells you that she needs to go home but you realize that she doesn’t have a ride home. sungchan offers to take her home so everyone took that as a sign to go home.

when everyone is leaving, momo teases you about the whole wonbin situation and you tease her about having to get dropped off by your brother. as wonbin was walking out with anton he stops and gives you something. you were gonna ask what it was but he had already walked out of the small apartment.

it was a box and inside was a jellycat plushie and a note that said sorry. you smiled and walked to your room.

~ end of written

𐙚 SYNOPSIS. in which y/n is an anti-social nerd that loves to read and is going to major in music. while wonbin is also a music major who had a crush on her since middle school.

𐙚 PAIRING. non-idol!wonbin x non-idol!fem!reader

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𐙚 notes. i did not proofread this so bare with me😓😓

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[matenrou-fan]

hi hi ! 🌙 anon here! first off let me say, i loved the sasara introducing his s/o to the rest of dh (that was my ask aha) :D you might be able to tell by my asks that i ~might~ like sasara a little too much lol!

i actually have another request if thats cool. would you be able to do some headcanons for how sasara, doppo, and rei would comfort a reader who's having an anxiety attack (their s/o crying from stress maybe after having a rough day?) thank you !!:)

Sasara, Doppo, and Rei comfort NB! s/o who's having an anxiety attack

omg hiiii bestie!!! <3 I'm so happy that you like it ahhhh!! ^^ hope you will enjoy this one too!!

NBreader, hurt/comfort;;

-Sasara knows how painful it can be, not being able to control your negative thoughts that keep growing and growing inside your head, displacing all hope and happiness. And he doesn't want you to feel the same.

-Oh, this is one of the rare occasions when he completely forgot about his goofy behavior.

-"Here, here, s/o, look at me.." - he quickly gets closer and holds your hands tightly. - "Look, I'm here, everything will be alright now.. Come closer.."

-Honestly, Sasara gets used to just closing his eyes at his own troubles and just throwing jokes in it, thinking it would be enough to not feel them, but he just can't make fun of your stress.

-More so, he also doesn't want you to repeat this unhealthy pattern from him, telling that you should always call him when feel bad, even when he's performancing. If he can't be near you in this moment he at least would try to soothe you through phone.

-Would ask about all things that bother you, even about something small. Sasara know that sometimes small minor stuff exactly the reason why you get overwhelmed, affect you more than something big, that why he's ready to think about all your problems equally carefully. You can vent to him for whole evening, he can be not only good talker but also a good listener.

-It's just hurt his heart, to see you crying that much, curled up on his chest, so Sasara would do anything to cheer you up.

-Would check on you more often after your first panic attack, as Sasara doesn't want it to be a causal part of your life.

-"Feels a little better?" - he whisper softly, caressing your hair. - "Okay, then what do you think about dinner? I will make your favorite dish today, and you just sit and relax on kitchen while I'm cooking.."

-Honestly it takes him a lot of strength not to start panicking too.

-But he absolutely understands you at this moment, due to how much stress Doppo has on his work. His everyday life is full of negative thoughts but he doesn't want you to feel the same even for a few minutes.

-He knows some techniques that can quickly calm you down and distract you from the bad things, as he himself uses them very often.

-"S/o, s/o, look at me..!" - he grabs your shoulders, trying to calm down his own chills. - "Come on, five things you can see? Okay, me, your phone, and..?"

-Also, you always help him when he feels drained and empty, so that means he should pay you the same favor. Many cuddles and soft kisses as he knows how much it can soothe the body and soul. (And of course he just wants to be as close as he can to you, over worried about your well-being)

-Despite Doppo always throwing away his problems and not really trying to solve them, he's willing to listen to your cries. You're different, after all, and he is ready to think hard to help you in any way he can, just to see you smile again.

-It doesn't matter how tired he is today, he will sit by your side as long as you need, arms not leaving your trembling body even for a second as he keeps caressing your arms or hugging your shoulders. Doppo just wants to show through every action that he's right here for you, and always would be here.

-"It's okay, s/o.. We all have bad days. B-but now you have me..!" - he takes your hands and squeezes it a little bit. - "As your boyfriend, I will make sure to work hard to reduce your problems to zero.. Just believe in me, I will do everything I can for you..!"

-Will also ask Jakurai to recommend a good psychologist who's will help you to get through it.

-Surprisingly caring and soft when you have anxiety attacks.

-Rei's an old man, after all. He gets through many hard things in his life and knows how to quickly calm down all negative thoughts in his minds and how to soothe a trembling body from all these chills.

-"Come here, s/o..There.." - he quickly embraced you, letting you rest your head on his chest. It doesn't matter if you will make his shirt wet with your tears, he doesn't mind. - "There, I'm with you, okay? You're safe now.."

-In your casual simple bad days he would just spoil you with some presents or a little date in a restaurant, but today Rei wants to show his more gentle side and just sit at home with you.

-Well, it IS kinda hard for him, as he gets used to only having fun with his quick affairs, without any worries about his lover's state. But he sees the relationship with you as something more intimate, as you get much closer to his heart than any other person, and he wants to learn again how to properly show his care and love.

-So you can vent to Rei even for the whole evening, he will listen carefully to all your problems, slowly caressing your back with his warm hands.

-And of course he's willing to help, as for him solving all your problems is just one of the ways to show how much you mean to him. But he wouldn't tell you how exactly, as this cunning con man doesn't want you to worry even more.

-Will try to spend more quality time with you all alone, no clubs or restaurants, so you would relax more in his company.

-"Mm, don't worry that much, s/o. I would take care of all your problems.." - Rei nods and looks at you with a small smile. - "But only if you smile again and promise me to never keep it to yourself, okay? Always tell me when you feel that bad.."

[underratedandoverit]

You, Me, Tonight

~1,6k words chuck taylor/kip sabian

i wrote this like a month ago, ive just been struggling with thoughts about my writing to really make the effort to actually post it, but since today is a bit better day mentally about these things, here you go. its been on ao3 anyways so i might as well slap it up here too finally, for anyone who cares

theres just something very cute about kip taking the initiative but also struggling to understand if his feelings are reciprocated, at least to me. i dont know, i might write a follow up to this, who knows. i just have a lot of thoughts about the morning after, as would kip so. let me know if thats any interest

on ao3

@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate @ss-trashboat

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Falling on his stomach onto the hotel bed, Kip let out a sigh, hand patting around to find another for him to hold. As soon as his landed on what he was looking for, his fingers interlaced together with the others, gathering a quick glance from Chuck as he looked away from his phone, sending Kip a soft smile.

“You haven’t been able to keep your hands to yourself today,” he chuckled, watching a soft blush creep up on Kip’s face as the Brit just smiled back at him, his free hand brushing over his face to try to hide his embarrassment of being called out by his actions. “Something up?”

“Just thinking,” Kip muttered, giving a soft squeeze to Chuck’s hand, eyes landing on it as a smile continued to graze his lips. Chuck was right though, Kip had had a really hard time staying away from him and every chance he had, Kip was there holding onto him, hanging onto his arm, hugging him, kissing him, holding his hand, what have you. Even on the drive back to the hotel after the show Kip had barely stopped holding his hand, touching his arm, his leg, letting his fingers travel around in his hair, the likes.

“Dangerous for you to be thinking,” Chuck smiled at him softly, lifting their hands up to press a little kiss on the back of Kip’s. “If I didn’t know better, I wouldn’t think any of it.”

Kip wanted to laugh at him, but he just couldn’t. After all, Chuck was right; whenever he was thinking, it usually didn’t mean a lot of good things for them, even Kip had to admit that. And he definitely had had a lot of time to think tonight… About a lot of things.

Kip carefully shook his hand free from Chuck’s hold, the brunet watching him carefully, curiously as Kip reached his hand towards him, wrapping a few coils of his hair around his fingers. Chuck didn’t stop him, just watched, feeling Kip’s hand slowly sliding away from his hair, fingertips dancing down along the side of his face, gently cupping his cheek.

“I just haven’t stopped thinking about how much I love you.”

Chuck’s cheeks flushed red, eyes suddenly averting Kip, the Brit just smiling at him as he sat up on the bed, leaning closer to press his lips against Chuck’s. He returned the gesture, still not looking back at Kip as he remained close after breaking the kiss apart, just observing every single detail of Chuck’s face, as if he was trying to commit them to memory.

“You’re just so beautiful,” Kip mumbled, pressing another kiss on his lips as he moved on the bed to straddle Chuck’s lap. The phone from his hand was instantly discarded to the side as his hands moved to wrap around Kip’s waist, pulling him closer, eyes finally landing back on him as the Brit let out a soft chuckle as both of his hands cupped Chuck’s cheeks. “I’m so lucky to have you right here.”

Chuck didn’t have time to respond as Kip kissed him again, stealing the words from his mouth with ease. Chuck’s hands traveled up his back, slipping into his hair, allowing him to deepen the kiss as Kip moaned against the touch, lips parting just enough for Chuck to be able to take advantage of the situation. Maybe they hadn’t been doing this for a long time together yet, but Kip was extremely easy to read and learn what kind of things he liked, and Chuck had been quietly keeping track of what he enjoyed, especially when put in situations like this.

“You are so amazing,” Kip moaned between the kisses, hands slipping away from Chuck’s face and down his chest, making their way under his hoodie. Chuck shuddered a little against the touch of his cold fingertips traveling up his body against the bare skin, Kip hands steadily landing on his chest before he pulled away from the kiss, again stopping to merely observe Chuck as he was trying to catch his breath after the intense kiss.

“Chuck…” His voice trailed off as soon as Chuck’s eyes opened and landed onto him, Kip biting his lip as he was trying to find the words in his head to explain the things he had been thinking throughout the day. The feelings he had bubbling inside him. The things…

The things had wanted to do right now, his hands on Chuck’s chest, fingers curling gently to cup it better, pushing him against the backboard of the hotel bed.

Oh the things he wanted to do. So badly.

The only problem was that Kip didn’t know if Chuck wanted the same things. If he wanted to do this, now, tonight, ever. Was he too eager to try to get to this point of the relationship, and how would Chuck react to it all? Kip had tried to give him little hints through affection all day, which Chuck had clearly noticed, but he still wasn’t sure if the brunet had the full correct idea on what Kip was after with everything.

Them sitting around and making out like this wasn’t anything unusual at this point in time, and Kip did enjoy where everything was and how steady it all was…

But maybe he was craving just a little bit more than that already.

Chuck was just looking at him, clearly expecting, waiting to see what his next move was. He hadn’t pushed Kip away yet though, which seemed like a win, as Kip was clearly already pushing this over the usual boundaries. His fingers tapped against Chuck’s chest, sending a visible shiver down his spine.

“Is,” Kip finally spoke up again, this time it being his turn to avoid eye contact with Chuck, “is this okay? I-I mean --”

“Do you want to do this?” Kip was almost startled by the question cutting him off, but the little smile on Chuck’s lips calmed him down instantly. Feeling Chuck’s hand carefully play around with coils of his hair, Kip nodded. “Then it’s okay. You’re fine.”

Kip wasn’t sure if Chuck understood what he was really asking, but he leaned closer, burying his face into the crook of the brunet’s neck, pressing a soft kiss against the skin before he allowed his mind to just wander, to all the things he had thought about before. Kip could feel his hands traveling under Chuck’s hoodie without his control, mapping out his skin and exploring on their own, trying to find all his favorite spots.

He could feel Chuck’s hands sliding away from his hair, gently tucking the back of the neckline of his shirt. Kip was hesitant to comply, not being sure if he wanted to take his hands off of Chuck, but as the brunet repeated the gesture Kip leaned away, hands sliding out of his hoodie, following the silent instructions as he helped Chuck pull the shirt off of him.

“And you tell me I’m beautiful,” Chuck muttered, hands running up and down Kip’s sides, admiring the toned body he had revealed. Kip’s cheeks flushed red again, his breathing slightly tightening, heartbeat echoing in his head as he felt his skin burning against that touch. Usually he was okay with it, it didn’t make him feel like this when Chuck held his hand or hugged him close, cuddling or any type of intimate contact didn’t make him feel like this.

It was slowly driving him insane.

Chuck’s hand moved to Kip’s arm, tracing down along the images on his arm, the tattoo sleeve Chuck knew he was so proud of. His eyes followed the animal visuals carefully, counting the number of birds, trailing along the horns of the deer, all the way down to Kip’s hand where the tattoo ended. All the while, as if time around his froze, Kip was trying to hold himself together, each brush of Chuck’s skin against his own just pushing him more and more towards the edge.

As Chuck’s hand reached his, Kip grabbed a hold of it, leaning in and pinning it against the headboard behind the brunet. Chuck just looked at him, the soft gentle smile still on his face as Kip stared back at him wide eyed, clearly having a hard time dealing with all of this; the thoughts swimming in his head, the wants and needs he couldn’t push away no matter how hard he tried, the desires he was trying to resist not knowing if he was doing the right thing on acting on all of them tonight.

“You said you wanted to do this, right?”

Kip couldn’t form words, his voice getting lost in his throat, only managing a small nod of his head. Chuck mirrored the gesture back at him, the smile never leaving his face as his free hand slid down Kip’s side, onto his thigh. Kip so desperately wanted to look down to it, to confirm that it was indeed Chuck’s hand there, and he wasn’t just imagining it, that his mind wasn’t playing a cruel trick on him by using his own hands once again, but he only managed to keep the eye contact with him. Kip registered the movement of the hand through the thick canvas of his jeans, first familiar and almost comforting, slowly sliding to a more unfamiliar territory, along his inner thigh.

Not having it in him to resist the urge, Kip rolled his hips, just enough to erupt a whining moan out of him as the movement closed the gap between Chuck’s hand and where he desperately wanted it to be as it got close enough.

Kip could hear Chuck humming at him as Kip’s eyes fluttered shut, the Brit leaning closer to silence the brunet with a kiss as he could feel Chuck’s hand carefully reaching forward, starting to unbuckle his belt.

[lume-nosity]

oooo guess who's back with an old prompt i never wrote? swy anon (modern au +i write for xiao now 🤯)

notes: fluff, severely painful friends to lovers, one f bomb lol, first prompt i'll be sending to lume (via asks) so i won't show this via dms 😼, and shockingly thats it????

it's been weeks since you've seen your best friend xiao. the last time you saw him was when you two had an altercation.

(haha guess what it was about "what are we?", xiao sai- 🤠).

it's currently a gloomy afternoon — the rain and the clouds, without an inch of the sky, set this tone for the day. you've called his father to ask about his whereabouts, yet he'd said that xiao wouldn't come in contact with either.

you've called every hospital thinking that he may have been injured and is in one now, but all they say is "we have no records of such person,".

you look outside to see that the rain has toned down — and... is that xiao walking !?

...

"ehem. what were you doing out in the rain? a fucking downpour previously, xiao?"

"i got on a bus not long after we, uhm, fought."

"and? where'd you stay while you were gone?"

"i stayed at a friends home."

"and where was your phone? everyone, including me tried contacting you.."

oh... oh

"you.. lost it, didn't you?"

"not exactly. it was stolen while i was walking back here."

"that's worse. just.. shut up now okay? i'll make tea, and you rest."

"but you're the one who's been talking more?-"

"shush."

...

best friends my ass.

you two are cuddling. at two am, you are still awake and cuddling your best friend like a creep.

and yet here you are, holding him — holding xiao, in your arms while he sleeps. something about how close you feel to him... it makes you happy.

in the back of your mind (you died), you wonder if xiao's still angry. maybe he is now, but you'd love to hold him — just like now.

swy anon writes for lume for the first time how are we feeling everyone (sorry that it's shitty, the ex bf scara prompts were better) -still with you anon

….i can finally die with a smile on my face

this is the highlight of my day even though i just woke up, swy anon this is so good and nice of you to write your first prompt to me???? a xiao prompt??? me, the avid xiao enjoyer???? you shouldn’t have 🫣

and no, this not shitty. any and every xiao prompt/brainrot/fic stuffed in my inbox is a work of art because i’m heavily feasting off of any xiao content given to me. if it’s xiao related, short or excessively long, i don’t care. because xiao is love and xiao is life. (to me at least, so guys if you have anything xiao related to talk about send them to me. don’t be afraid to send them in because i’m pretty much open with xiao stuff 🤲)

thank you for the nutritious breakfast dear anon, i loved every single bit of it🧎

[smutwhore143]

BTS SMUT

I'll post the first few chapters, and you'll get more later

Chapter 1- Just the tip 

You have been a fan of BTS for a long time, and have watched them from debut until now. You finally won a fan meet to meet all of the boys, the day comes up, and boy are you in for a surprise.

You always had a Crush on Namjoon, there’s something about him being a leader and taking charge that adds to it all. He’s a nerd, he’s strong, oh and those hands what those hands could do to your delicate body…

The day of the fan-meet is here, you get dressed up in your favorite ripped jeans, and a purple velvet tank top, your crystal necklace, and flower earrings. You call an Uber to take you to the meet. You are so anxious and have no idea what will happen, but you don’t expect what is going to happen…

All of them are so much more attractive up close, face to face and man do they know how to flirt. You start off with Yoongi- and man he can’t seem to take his eyes off of you, he’s got so many emotions behind those deep, beautiful eyes. You tell him how proud of him you are with how much he’s accomplished and that he’s so close to being your bias wreaker. Next up you see Jimin, and my god does he have the best lips you’ve ever seen, it’s almost impossible to not look at them when he’s taking to you, but you manage to get through it. You make your way through the rest of the boys, and then you get to Namjoon.

You are so nervous, and struggle to keep eye contact with him. He however is not taking it, he uses one of his long fingers, and lifts up your chin forcing eye contact with him. “Y/N, you’re here to talk to me, now look at me.” You become flustered, looking into those deep daring eyes of his, you turn bright red. “Sorry Hyung, you- I-” You struggle to say words staring at his lips and looking back up to his eyes. “Namjoon, you are so amazing and seeing you up close like this, I- I don’t know what to say.” Y/N says. Namjoon giggles and lets go of your face “well at least you got good taste.” he winks. “Now, beautiful, when this meet is over, we are going to meet up. You piqued my interest and I want to get to know you more.” he winks “Don’t worry darling I’ll make sure the staff knows.” Jimin notices and looks between you and Namjoon, and smiles at you leaving you even more flustered. “I- Isn’t that going to be bad for your image? I don’t want you to get in trouble with anyone.. I- what about fellow ARMY? Why…”

Y/n Mumbles out softly. “I have a feeling, it will be worth it.” he winks at her, “ok well your time is up I’ll see you later.

The hours pass, they do a small performance for everyone. Namjoon can’t seem to take his eyes off of you, he looks at you every chance he can, but still manages to look at the rest of the crowd. After the performance everyone starts heading out, and you follow- but thats when a staff member grabs your arm “You have been requested to come back stage.” you nod and then remember what Namjoon said earlier. Oh boy are you in for a surprise.

You follow the staff member, and they lead you to the dressing room. “Ok here we are, be smart and be careful. Namjoon is a gentleman but he can be something else sometimes. Give me your phone, I'll give you my number, reach out if you need anything ok?” you Nod and hand the staff your phone. And Just then Namjoon opens the door “oh good you made it, come on in.” he opens the door further letting you walk in. “So tell me gorgeous- what is your favorite position.” he says the second the door closes behind him, and he locks the door. You become even more flustered “Na- Hyung what do you?” she stutters out as Namjoon walks over to you, eyeing you biting his lip. “You heard me- now enlighten me how you like it.” you cough, shocked that he’s coming on so hard and fast. You had a feeling he was kinky, you could tell by the way he dances, and carries himself. “Well, I don’t think we can do what I really want here- no bed- no restraints…” You say looking at the ground almost embarrassed to explain your fantasies to him. He raises a brow, tilts his head and grabs you by the waist. “Oh my, tell me more, you’ve clearly thought about this, tell me kitten what do you want.” you let out a soft moan from him holding you so close, feeling his strong body so close to yours, pressed up against your breasts. Knowing this is likely to happen you tell him all about your fantasies, him just taking control, loosing himself, touching you everywhere, fucking you against the wall, feeling his sexy hands all over your body, those lips caressing every inch possible… And damn, the way he looked at you while you explained all of that to him nearly made you cum on the spot. “Well kitten, I think we can make that happen.” He leans in lips brushing your ear “but let’s get somewhere a little more private.” he nips your earlobe before pulling away, making you let out a soft moan. “Oh my, someone’s excited.” He calls a staff member to drive you to the hotel that they are all staying at. Seems like this one member knows what’s going on- how many fans has he been with before? You wonder this as you get into the car with him- and my god you are not ready for what’s coming. 

The second you get in the car, he puts up the shield so the driver can’t see what he’s about to do. He forces your legs open, with ease of course, he starts to unzip your pants, you let out a gasp, he looks up at you almost asking permission that he can continue, you nod. The moment you do so he grabs the waist of your pants and forces them down, he sees the look on your face and his eyes are full of lust and he licks his lips staring at you. “Oh my, you are going to be a good little plaything for me tonight, I’m going to ravish every inch of your sexy body.” he moves his fingers slowly down your body, starting at your neck moving down between your breasts, down your tummy and before you know it, they slip right on top of your silky purple panties. “Hmm, purple, what a good little pet you know what daddy likes.” he hums out with his deep voice making you feel electricity spark through your whole body. He begins to slowly move his fingers around your lower regions, teasing you, and loving every minute of it, eventually he starts touching under your panties, and before you know it, one of those damn sexy fingers is inside of you. “Fuck, Namjoon, you have the sexiest hands” You moan out, “oh do I now? Well that’s too bad.” He removes his fingers from inside of you, you let out a small yelp from the sudden emptiness. “Lets see how you taste.” he licks his fingers teasing you more and more with every small movement he makes. “Hmmm so sweet my kitten.” When you arrived at the hotel, Namjoon made sure that you were dressed, and composed. He nods at the driver, and he grabs the back of your arm and guides you inside.

You make it to the hotel room, and to your surprise Jimin is sitting there at the edge of the bed, nearly naked just in his boxers.  You quickly look away “Jimin, my my were you waiting up for us?” he asks. “Oh hyung, I uh- wait what is she doing here?” Jimin says flustered. “Hi- Jimin- I wow your body is insane.” “Oh my kitten, seems like you haven’t only fantasized about me, but too bad you’re only mine tonight, jimin? You can stay and watch if you want, but you don’t get her AT ALL understood?” He nearly demands, Jimin nods and sits in a chair nearby. 

“Well then kitten, what shall we do now? Hmm what can I do to make you purr and make sweet sounds for daddy?” You look up at him and then over to Jimin “I- you- what” you barely manage to say before Namjoon kisses you hard forcing you to sit down on the edge of the bed. “You are mine tonight, and you are going to take every single inch of me understood?” You nod “good now, strip for me nice and slow. I want to see every single inch of skin” you start stripping slowly, you’ve had experience in the bedroom so you do it with ease. Boy is he surprised, you definitely aren’t as shy as you were before, time to turn up the heat. The moment  you finish, you get down on your knees, and grab the waistline off Namjoon’s pants you pull them down, revealing his throbbing hard cock. “Damn kitten, you really are full of surpri-” shocked 

that you took all of him in your mouth immediately. You look up at him and move your head back releasing him from your mouth. “What was that daddy?” you ask. “Oh you bitch, you’ll pay for that.” he grabs you by your wrists pulling you up. Just- what- you- wanted him to do.

You were not ready for what was coming- 

Chapter 2- Night of your life

Next thing you know, he’s on top of you pinning you down on the bed “How fucking dare you!” he yells out and you flinch, a little surprised how angry he got. “I- I” you barely manage to say any words before he kisses you deeply and hard, holding nothing back, squeezing your wrists so hard. He pulls away- “what am I going to do with a little slut like you, teasing me like that.” you look up at him, “I don’t know, why don’t you show me.” He lets out a deep growl “that isn’t the answer I wanted!” he squeezes your wrists harder, making you moan “now, tell me what you want you slut!” he demands “I want you to throw me around a bit, be hard please” you beg out. “Oh my kitten, I suppose I could do that, but first…” He flips you over onto your stomach “good girl now arch your back for me, you do as feel a hard smack, “Fuck” you say. “That’s a  good girl, now spread those legs for me.” you do, and before you can manage to take a breath, , he shoves his hard thick member right inside of you. “Damn baby, you feel so good” Namjoon exclaims, grabbing your hips pulling you closer, allowing him to fill you up. Namoon then grabs a fistfull of your hair forcing your head up “oh that won’t do, I need to hear every sweet sound coming out of that mouth” you let out a moan. “Good girl, that's what I like to hear.” He keeps speaking sweet words to you as he pounds deep inside, bringing you closer to the edge, you are nearly about to cum he pulls out. “Oh my” he lets out a low laugh “I didn’t say you could finish yet.” as soon as he releases his grip on you, you flip around and wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him deeply. He responds exploring every inch of your mouth, your tongues dance around each other, you try to pull away but his strong hands pull you back in. He pushes you down back on the bed, making your legs dangle right over the edge. “This time, when you get close you need to ask daddy for permission ok?” “Yes Daddy Namjoon I’ll ask.” “good girl” he says before swiftly inserting himself into you once more. You both make it a few more rounds before the night ends. He runs you a warm bath, and sits next to the tub, making sure you’re taken care of before he sends you home. “Goodnight darling, but here give me your phone so next time in town we can meet again. I still would love to get to know you.” you hand him your phone and he gives it back. “Goodnight namjoon…” You give him a hug before you leave the hotel. 

There is no way tonight really happened is it? It has to be a dream… You doze off to sleep feeling confused, but so tired too. No way- there’s no way. 

[the-kipsabian]

you know what made a big difference in my day today

putting some pictures i took at the nsp show as my phone lock screen and backgrounds 

[atrirose]

##.CALLING THEM YOUR FRIEND

TIKTOK SERIES #004

（ 概要 ）。— all members x reader || g : fluff || 0.9k+ words || no warning || established relationship

##.HEESEUNG : “this is heeseung my friend,” you said with a smile as you look at him, I swear to god he looks at you with disbelief in his eyes, laughs it off but is dying inside, repeats this in his head the whole day looking at the ceiling “am I friend?” rethinking his life from the start, even after you tell him it was a joke it at least takes him 30 min to come back from his oblivion. “next time give me a heads up when you try to do something this cruel,” he said that with a smile and now you don’t know if you should be happy or scared or both, good luck.

##.JAY : the second the word friend left your mouth he was walking out “who is your friend y/n, clearly isn’t me and there is no one in the house beside me and you” you had to run to catch him, almost booked tickets back to America “it was a prank” now you are sitting on the floor apologizing for your grave mistake “yeah and what” crosses his arm as he sits on the sofa in front of you “and I'm sorry I will never do it again, I would like to lead a happy life with my sweet boyfriend jay” and you thought it ended huh? no, he is petty calls you friend in front of the members for the next few days.

##.JAKE : “yeah my friend jake is right here to help me so don’t worry mom” pauses for a moment and looks like a lost puppy, no because even your mom is confused, she always thought that jake was your boyfriend “honey dose jake know about it” she really was confused in all sense but your boyfriend is whining over there almost ready to cry “I will call you later mom” as soon as you hung the phone he walks in full speed near you, looking very disappointed “hey you still love me right? I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND RIGHT” shaking you hard until you say its a prank but he was still pouty about it, later you get a call from your mom saying not to pull pranks on jake or else you are getting whooping and jake just sat next to you with a proud face, yeah your mom favors your boyfriend more, he is the favorite child.

##.SUNGHOON : “I am with my friend right now I will call you later, dad" as soon as you hung the call and look at him, he was already looking at you with the most horrified look on his face. Stop it almost looked like he was going to cry "it was you dad right? Thats why you said friend right? Because your dad is overprotective? Are you not allowed to have boyfriend?" now you felt bad, his usually composed nature turned into a total mess, "i was joking, i am sorry" hugs you tight "well don't play pranks like this again, I got scared" aww poor baby, you had to cuddle him to sleep.

##.SUNOO : gasps hard, very much offended and disappointed at your behavior, acts all childish and petty about it “calling me friend won’t do you any good now, the whole school knows we are dating and be honest aren’t YOU THE embarrassment here” full-on aunty mode “no everyone I am clearing the confusion, I am dating this hot mf so that makes me boyfriend not ‘friend’ i am sorry for the disappointment but she belongs to me, that girl is mine” points at you and speaks like he is doing an announcement, super loud about it, others are probably scared and took a mental note to never fall for you because sunoo can probably sense anyone in 10 meters who looks at you for more than 0.2 seconds let alone make moves at you.

##.JUNGWON : he is petty but on a whole new level “my friend jungwon had-” looks at you with no emotion in his eyes “your friend is it?” you can hear the mockery in his voice “not now jungwon, I'm on the phone” you tired to hush him “yeah okay bro” turns his back on you probably sulking “wonie it was a joke babe” you hung up and hug him from behind “no its alright bestie” and here it starts here, will call you every nickname for a friend, the worst thing is that he says it so casually like its the most natural thing to him, so for the next few weeks you were his bro, treated you like one, it was a painful time but you deserved it.

##.NIKI : the most annoying person ever, he will have a deadpanned look staring into your soul “can you call me your friend again” pulls his phone out and makes the most dramatic video for tiktok “thanks babe” then goes back to normal like it never happened “oh and don’t try calling me friend again its dangerous to your health, bro” you swore you had chills running down your spine and the room almost felt too cold, “okay now come and play this game with me” boi just said that like he didn’t just threaten you.

[sluttsumu]

[ HOUSE PET ] - ATSUMU MIYA

warnings: 🔞, oral sex, use of the word ‘pet’, degradation, spit, hair pulling, dacryphilia, mentions of gambling

pairing: atsumu miya x f!reader

genre: kakegurui au, smut

wc: 1.2k

a/n: this was supposed to be different but anyways of atsumu using his house pet as a cum dump <3 if you haven’t watched kakegurui might be a lil confusing. THIS IS IN HONOUR OF MY BABYS BIRTHDAY YAL KNOW I HAD TO POST SOMETHING FOR HIM. i did not proof read this btw!

If you knew your gambling addiction would’ve landed you throat fucked by your upperclassman, you probably would’ve quit while you still could.

“What fuckin’ filth” He spat, gripping the collar of your shirt harshly, his nails ripping the expensive fabric. Tears fill up your eyes as well as hopelessness, the fear of being owned by Miya Atsumu was one that would cause anyone to sob.

You’ve made a lot of mistakes in your life but this took the cake, you chose to gamble with seat number four on Hyakkaou Private Academy’s student council, who’s family was insanely rich. He had all the money in the world to gamble with, but that didn’t matter his skills would still win him any bout of money he wished to posses.

“Surely you’ll be a house pet forever with a debt of 10 million yen” Gambling with a member of the student council might’ve been your worst mistake yet. Terrified, and absolutely humiliated but the growing heat between your thighs made this almost worth it.

“I-I’m sorry!” You cry out in pure fear of another one of his brutal punishments.

“You’re sorry?” His eyes widen, causing a prominent vain to stick out of his forehead. Atsumu was fed up with you and your lies, deep down he knew what you wanted, and so did you. “You’re not sorry.”

Your shudders and cries only continue with your back against the wall and pride on the floor. “W-What?” You babble, barely audible due to your hyperventilating. A slick smile grew on his face, leaving you paralyzed, nothing was ever good for you when that frivolous grin appears.

“You don’t think I know?” His face gradually reaching closer, the grip on your uniform tighter. Know what?Was your only thought, there’s nothing you were hiding at least nothing you weren’t delusional to. Delusional to the fact that all you wanted was your owner balls deep in your quivering cunny.

“You don’t think I can smell your arousal? All you want is for me to fuck you, huh mittens?” And there it was, your secret on display for him to toy with. Were you really that obvious, to the point where he’d figured it out himself? Atsumu was always a smart boy but concealing your lust for him was always a main priority of yours.

“Tell me, tell me how much you want me” Atsumu’s ego was thriving, his innocent little house pet in love with him, when he just saw you as something he could use when he wanted. Your babbling, your whimpering, your crying, he found it adorable. Hearing you embarrassingly admit your little crush on him would be the icing on the cake for his sadistic mind.

You stayed silent. He hates when you do that, stand there all innocent while he has to wait for an answer from you, and if he didn’t get one, he’d force one out of you one way or another. His grip released your shirt as he stood there with a disgusted look on his face. “Get on all fours, pet” Your eyes glassed over as you fell onto your hands and knees like a pet, his pet.

“Crawl over to that table.” He demanded pointing to where he asked you to go, you crawl across the room as he walks along side you, observing your behaviour.

He leaned against the table, crossing his arms while you stood on your knees in front of him, helplessly awaiting his next order. His hand trailed on the side of your face, thumb rubbing back and fourth on the plush of your cheek. “I will pay all your debt if you agree to be my personal cum slut” Lust consumed every thought in your head. You didn’t care about your debt, and Atsumu knew that. He could’ve simply asked and you would comply at the drop of a hat. You nod your head eagerly, agreeing to his crude proposition. His finger swipes your bottom lip, making them part momentarily.

“Put these to good use, yeah?”

The way his hands set on his belt told you everything you needed to know. His fingertips undid the buckle swiftly before sliding it and his dress pants off. Your eyes beamed at the way his cock spring out of his pants just tapping his stomach, meanwhile his eyes menacingly peered back.

“Go on, no need to be shy now”

You grab his length slowly stroking up and down, imitating his actions from before. Placing your mouth around the tip you begin sucking as saliva trails from your mouth down his shaft. “Just like that” He coos slightly adjusting. His hand cups the back of your head pushing you down a little further as you continue sucking and stroking. A groan escapes his lips, sending relief down your spine that you were making him feel good. His hand palms the back of your head keeping you locked on the base of his cock, causing you to choke. Fuck did he love that sound. Tears prickle in the outer corner of your eyes before staining your cheeks, he removes his hand causing your mouth to latch off leaving a string of spit behind. The gradual build of spit in your mouth left it full.

He wanted a show? He was gonna get one. One thing you did not lack was determination no matter what it was.

Emptying your mouth full of spit on him, before stroking again — but faster. Returning your mouth to his cock now bobbing it up and down, you ran your tongue over your teeth to prevent using them. Atsumu’s chest began to rise and fall a bit quicker, quiet moans, and profanities escaped his throat as you continuously sucked him off. “Fuck pretty baby, you might just make me cum“ He moved your hair out of your face so he could see it clearer, admiring the flushed expression you wore. Not only was he enjoying himself, but you were too and he could see that.

“Such a cock whore, you love this don’t you?” ‘Mhm’ You mumble around him, sending vibrations through his lower half. You let your mouth off once more coming off with a ‘pop’ noise, as you steadily stroke him, saliva covering your hands.

“Stick your tongue out” Doing as told you stuck your tongue out, leaving your mouth agape before it being filled with his cock once more. He fists your hair in both hands as he begins to facefuck you. With every rut of his hips, his cock brushed the back of your throat, pleading eyes stared back up him as he abruptly used you for an orgasm. Thats it at the end of the day you were nothing but a toy for him to play with. “Y-yes nghhh”His thrust became sloppy as he emptied thick ropes in your mouth.

“Don’t swallow just yet” Grabbing his phone out of his jacket pocket a light shone in your face from the flash “So pretty” his hand caressing your tearstained cheek once again. “Swallow it for me” With one swift gulp the saline liquid made way down your throat. He stared at you, eyes hazy and love drunk.

He picked the perfect cum slut.

tagging: @planetonet @hqintheclub​

sluttsumu 2021

[seventeensbabye]

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✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ/ɴᴏᴛᴇs: ᴋɪssɪɴɢ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ, ғʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ. (ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏғ ʀᴇᴀᴅ!)

✧ sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴜsɪɴᴇss ᴄʟᴀss ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇ ɪɴ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴇsᴇᴜɴɢ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜᴛᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴜᴛᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.

✧ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1.2ᴋ

✧ ɢᴇʀɴᴇ: ғʟᴜғғ & ʜɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ!ᴀᴜ

✧ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴇsᴇᴜɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ғᴇᴍ)

✧ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ

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its now 6:22 am and i just woke up. having school at 7:25 is so crazy to me because why is it so early? i pout as i get up to get ready. walking to the bathroom to turn on the shower, walking back to my closet to pick out nothing but the school uniform and a pair of thigh high stockings. i set my clothes on my bed, grabbing my towel, walking back to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. i take off my clothes and step in the shower quickly washing up and washing my hair. i turn off the shower and get out, wrapping myself in a towel before finishing my morning routine. brushing my teeth, washing my face, fixing my hair, and doing my makeup. after that was done i went out to my room and got dressed.

grabbing my backpack, phone, female essentials, and my water bottle after i’m finished getting dressed then heading downstairs. “ goodmorning y/n, i’ve made breakfast. ” my mom says making me a light breakfast. fruits, eggs, and bacon. i set my bottle down and put my essentials in my bag then sit down. i sit down and quickly eat so i can make it to school on time. after i’m done i fill up my water bottle, fill it up, rush to the door putting on my shoes, and rush out the door hoping i make it to the bus stop on time. as i made it to the bus stop i seen the bus pulling up. i catch my breath and wait for the bus to stop so i can get on. i found an empty seat and sat down, while the bus drove to school. i made it ten minutes earlier then i expected and waited in my first class until class started.

i haven’t seen lee heeseung as the day went on kinda forgetting about him. it gets down to the last class that ends at 3:30 which is my business class and as i walk in i bump into mr. lee. “ sorry.. ” i said sounding so apologetic. “ its okay y/n, you don’t need to apologize. we didn’t see each other thats all. ” every-time he talks he talks with such a gentle and mannered tone. i then nod walking to my seat then sitting down. mr. lee of course came and sat directly next to me taking someone else’s seat but no one would dare speak to him seeing he’s like one of the most popular and top students of this school. while the teacher spoke starting up class i felt as heeseung just stared at me. smile still on his face but it was a very light smile. trying not to make it so awkward i looked over to him and kindly smiled then looked back over to the teacher.

“ okay class so today we’ll be learning about the 5 step marketing research process. ” me having to actually learn this shit irl as a sophomore was crazy. i sighed knowing this was gonna be a long class. “ this is also what will be helpful for your final so pay attention. ” we wrote down notes for half of the class. heeseung being the fast writer that he is he finished writing down the notes before anyone. well i didn’t know that because he was still writing something down. it was a note, to me saying, “ i’m gonna tutor you at 4. ” nodding passing back the note he writes something else down.

“ i know you heard about the party this saturday, i’m going and i would like for you to come with me. just tell your parents we have a tutoring session and come to my house a little early, bring your clothes in your bag or something. ” i read the note feeling anxious because i’ve never been to a party before. well at least a high school party. “ but mr. lee i didn’t know you went to parties. plus idk.. i’ve never really been to a high school party. ” after writing i pass it back to him and he looks at me shocked. “ everyone chosoe a partner to work with and send one person up here to get your assignment! ” miss jeon said loudly. people walked up to me, wanting to be my partner but heeseung grabbed my hand giving everyone a hint that i was his partner.

he told me to go up there and grab the assignment which i did. i walked back to my seat and handed him a worksheet. “ for this assignment pull out your computers and follow the instructions that you see listed at the top of the page. ” doing so heeseung moves closer to me and whispers in my ear, “ so you’ve really never been to a party? i go to them almost all the time. ” i shook my head telling him no. “ well you’re most definitely coming with me to this one. no excuses. ” i took a deep breath and said okay even though i had no experience making me not wanna go. we worked on the assignment for the rest of the class until class was over. once it ended i packed up my stuff. “ we’re gonna walk to the library together. ” again a nod was my response, i waited for him as he packed his bag and got up, walking towards the door as i followed. the whole time i followed behind him while we walked to the library.

we walked in and luckily seen a two person desk by the window which is where we sat. we made conversation more than we studied but me and heeseung had no problem with that. the conversation was amazing, we just talked about life and school for the most part. it then got a little quiet not a weird awkward type quiet though. “ you know mr. lee.. ” he looked up at me. “ when i said you have to call me mr. lee i was joking, you can call me heeseung. ” he laughed a little. i smiled. “ thank you for being my tutor, it takes a lot of stress off my chest. ” he looked me in the eyes. “ don’t thank me, it was my choice to help you. i just didn’t like to see you struggling in class. ” we then decided it was time to go so we packed up and he took me home.

walking me to my door, before i could walk in he stopped me. “ thank you for bringing me home and i hope you make it home safely. ” i said with the softest and sweetest tone. he nodded smiling. before i was allowed to walk in, he grabbed me by my waist pulling me closer to him. i started to get butterflies. “ what are you doing mr- ” and before i can finish my sentence he pulled me in for a kiss, holding me tightly. still feeling as it was a little too early all i could say was that his soft lips pressed against mines felt like heaven. he pulled away kissing my head. “ goodnight pretty girl, get some rest and i’ll see you tomorrow. ” he put one of his hands in his pocket and stepped back waving at me with a smile. i waved back saying goodnight as i walked inside closing the door behind me. i watched as he walked home so elegantly. feeling weak in my legs.

“ bye heeseung, i’ll see you tomorrow. ”

ᴇɴᴅ.@seventeensbabye

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[spicy-tomato]

Can i pls req dream being reader's sugar daddy :O - 🌼

sorry this took a hot sec ive been working on this one for a while cause i really liked the idea, so here you go :)) it ended up being like 2k words so im sorry

You had it all, anything you could want and more. Wanted to go to rome? Done, your plane leaves tomorrow. Dream absolutely spoiled you and you couldnt be more happy about it. It started off as a thing to help you with rent, but the longer you did it the more you enjoyed being able to get what you wanted when you wanted. Today was your weekly lunch with dream, you had both agreed that at least once a week he would take time off to get lunch with you, it made you smile to see him take time for you. As the tease you were, you decided to wear something a little revealing to tease him since he had cancelled your shopping trip with him the day before. You put on a low cut crop top and some shorts that show a little too much before fixing your hair. You hear you phone ding, getting a text from dream,

Daddy dream <3

Hey baby, i'm out front whenever youre ready to go

You smile and put your phone in your pocket before walking out to his car and getting in. you kiss his cheek quickly “hi daddy” you giggle and smile at him

“Hi sweetheart” he looks you up and down before smirking “like the outfit, all for me?” you giggle and nod before he starts to drive to the restaurant, one hand on your thigh. “Do you know what you want? You know the rule, anything you want no matter the price. And after that we can go shopping to make up for my cancelling yesterday.” you smile at him

“I know, and we dont have to dream, we can just hang out. Its been a while since we did that. Maybe we can go somewhere for you to make it up to me instead” he smiles and squeezes your thigh as he pulls into the parking lot of the restaurant.

“Anywhere you want baby, only the best for you.” you look down and blush, moving over to lean your head on his shoulder as he moves a hand to pet your hair. “Ill take you anywhere anytime and get you anything you want.” you cant lie, at times you had thought about being more than just his sugar baby, having a real romantic relationship, but he was always so busy that it made it seem almost impossible. Sure he took time out to be with you but it was never a lot unless you were traveling. He didnt tell you a lot about his job either, just knew that he had a large following and that he didnt want anything serious and put his partner in a bad situation, but damn if you havent thought about him coming home to you and calling you his.

“Baby? You okay? You zoned out.” he waves a hand in front of your face and you blink back to reality.

“Yeah, sorry i just got a little distracted. Lets go get some food!” you pull away from him and he gets out, walking around to open your door for you and holds a hand out to help you. “Thank you” you smile and take his hand as you step out, he closes the door behind you and puts an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side as you both walk up to get a table. You get seated immediately and he pulls your chair out for you. “Is there a single flaw with you?” you ask genuinely, he just laughs and shakes his head.

“Theres a bunch you dont know about me, sweetheart.” you roll your eyes as the waitress comes back with your mimosa and his water, asking for your orders. He orders for you and him before she walks off to put them in. He always knows what you want and orders it for you. It makes you smile that he likes to take care of you. You shake that thought away and go back to mindlessly talking with him, waiting on the food. It comes shortly and you both start to eat. “Where do you want to go? Japan? Italy? Oh we havent been to paris in a while, maybe there.”

“I think paris would be great, its always so pretty this time of year, maybe we can have dinner on the eiffel tower again!” your eyes light up at the thought of going back to paris. Last time you went was last spring, you both walked around and had the most wonderful time people watching and shopping. You take another bite and he looks like hes about to say something before he stops himself and looks down. “What is it? Is something wrong?” you look at him concerned, scared you messed something up.

“Its nothing darling, dont worry.” you both finish up lunch and he pays before helping you up and leading you back to the car. “I have something id like to ask you when we get to paris if thats okay, its nothing bad i promise its just something ive been meaning to ask for a while is all.” you nod as he opens the door for you and helps you in. “now, a pretty girl like you needs pretty new clothes for the trip, lets go get you some.” he smiles at you as he gets in, resting a hand back on your thigh as he starts the car, leading you both to the mall.

You spend hours in there going to different stores and trying things on, him getting you whatever you wanted without any hesitation. You walk back to the car with armfulls of bags and a couple new suitcases. “Thank you so much daddy, youre the best.” you kiss his cheek and he turns a little red.

“Its no problem baby, why dont you stay over tonight and we can leave in the morning to head to the airport. I can help you pack and we can watch a movie.” you smiles and nod, putting your bags in the back of the car and your new suitcases in the trunk.

“Id like that…” you think for a second about how nice it would be to wake up next to him every day and how nice it is to fall asleep next to him when it happens, even if when you did wake up after he wasnt next to you. The cold bed always made you remember that you would never be more than this, not that this was bad in the least its just sometimes you wish you could be more. He drives you both back to his apartment building and helps you out, grabbing most of your bags, only leaving you to grab the suitcases as you enter the building. He lived on the top floor in the penthouse, expected for how much money he had. You set your stuff down in his room, your new clothes already laid out nicely thanks to him. He walks up behind you and hugs you from behind.

“Youll look so good in all of those baby, gonna be the prettiest one in paris.” he kisses your neck softly before pulling away and taking your hand, leading you to sit on the part of the bed not covered by clothes. “Let me go run you a bath and you can pick out a movie.” you nod and he walks to the bathroom, leaving you alone on the bed. You turn on the tv and start scrolling through netflix looking for a movie, finally deciding as he walks back in and picks you up. You giggle and wrap your arms around his neck, moving your head to rest on his chest as he carries you to the bathroom. He sets you on the counter and takes your shirt off carefully, leaving kisses down your neck and chest and he moves down to take your shorts off. You lift yourself gently to help him take your shorts off. He takes them off quickly before nipping and kissing your inner thighs, ghosting over your core. You whine and try to move closer to him before he presses your hips down into the counter.

“Stay still baby, dont wanna have to punish you. Daddy just wants his desert.” you nod quickly and stay still, his head diving to softly kiss your clit, causing you to whine. He chuckles and starts to slowly eat you out, almost at a teasing pace. You whine and grip the counter, trying to keep from pulling his hair. He pulls away and smiles, “good girl, being so good and not pulling my hair. Just letting daddy eat you up.” after he says that his hands move down to your thighs open as he starts to eat you out like a man starved. You let out a loud moan and throw your head back, your hands moving to his hair and tugging closer. At this point he didnt care about you pulling his hair, to blissed out by hearing your sweet moans and tasting you. Your cries became louder as he dragged you closer to the edge. as you were almost there he stopped, causing a loud whine from you as he moves up to face you. He looked like heaven like this, face covered in your slick with eyes dark from lust.

“Now my good little girl, i want you to get off the counter and bend over for daddy.” you quickly move off the counter and do as your told. “Such a perfect little girl, i want you to watch as i make you feel good, got it? You look away and i stop,” he chuckles and grabs your neck after you nod. His hand moves from your neck to your hair to hold you in place, making eye contact with him through the mirror.

“Such a precious little pet for me, arent you?” you whine as he lines up with your entrance, teasing you, causing you to press your hips back against him. He smacks your ass roughly and pulls you against his chest by your hair. “Thats not very nice bun, its almost like you want me to leave you all worked up.’’ he smirks at you before pulling you roughly back against him, ripping a scream from your throat. He sets a brutal pace, leaving no time for you to adjust to him. He keeps the pace, your legs starting to shake as he brings you back to the edge of your orgasm before quickly throwing you over it. You let out a cry of his name, trails of tears starting to run from your eyes as he keeps going.

“Pretty little bunny, always so good and tight for me. Gonna breed you so good. Fuck you until i know it takes.” he tugs your hair roughly and starts to bite and suck at your neck, leaving marks in his wake. You whine and cry, moving your hands to tug at his hair. “So close princess, gonna fill you up so good.” he moves a hand to your clit to punctuate his statement, causing a louder cry to come from you as you tip over the edge once again. His hips start to stutter as he fills you up, riding out his high with shallow thrusts letting out a few more quiet moans before pulling out of you carefully. You whine and tug at his hair as he does so. He picks you up carefully as he pulls away.

“i figured we could take a bath and then cuddle before we pack and figure out what time we should leave for the airport.” you nod and he carries you carefully over to the tub, setting you down carefully in it before getting and sitting behind you. He starts to wash your hair as you slowly drift off to sleep. You wake up briefly as he lifts you from the tub and carries you to the bed. He moves the blankets back and sets you down gently before crawling in next to you , pulling the blankets back over you.

“Be my partner,” he says as you turn towards him

“Only if we can still go to paris” you giggle and he nods, kissing the top of your head before you both drift off.

[faintstatic]

female, fem aligned, or she/hers do not interact please. i kindly ask you to respect my boundaries. thank you

this one is self indulgent because its something i deal with, but i hope for it to find other people comfort too

contents: some angst with fluff, izuku midoriya/deku, he/him reader with mental and physical fatigue, swearing, possibly depression? if you view it that way, yelling/arguing, no quirk au/casual

‐–—drained—–‐

izuku had asked if you wanted to watch tv with him, and you agreed. it sounded like a good relaxing time, but ended up being the complete opposite.

,,Yeah?! I'd like to see you try!" katsuki yelled from beside you to izuku on your other side. ,,I have, and won! But you're too caught up in your ego to admit it!" izuku responded in a tone just as loud. thats all theyve done today, argue. it was normal, sure, but they really seemed adamant about getting under eachothers skin today. most of class 1-A was out of their rooms and lounging around, including you, who was trying to watch some tv. thanks to the two yelling idiots on both sides of you though, you couldnt even think at this point.

you managed to drown out their words eventually, all it was to you was loud noises now. it didnt matter what they were saying anyway, you just wanted them to be quiet. your head was starting to ache and you couldnt take anymore. you wanted to scream at both of them but you just didnt have the energy to. you silently stood up from the couch and headed to your room. ,,Look, you ran Y/N away!" izuku said pointing in your direction. ,,ME?! HE LEFT BECAUSE OF YOU!" katsuki screamed.

you sighed and kept walking. theyre the most childish duo youd ever seen. you entered your room and closed the door behind you, immediately heading to your bed to lie face first into the pillows. you felt like groaning but just couldnt muster it, you were so tired. you thought about playing a game on your phone, but didnt feel like you had enough energy to. every idea you had ended with ,im too tired'. it was like that very often.

you once were very productive and energetic, and you arent really sure what caused you to suddenly crash and burn but as the days went by you just felt more and more fatigued. you were barely active, not getting out of bed unless forced. or in this case, since your best friend asked to watch tv with you. you didnt feel like talking or doing any activities, all the stuff you used to enjoy now felt more like a chore or that you felt too tired to do it. it was very rare you ever had motivation.

you sighed through your nose as you turned your head to the side, deciding youd nap. you closed your eyes, already feeling sleep trying to take over and you werent putting up a fight in the least. when you finally fell asleep, or at least got very close, you heard a knock at your door. you felt anger spread throughout your mind, not mixing well with the drowsiness. you didnt say anything, not only because you didnt feel like it but also to make the person think you were asleep or busy. clearly it didnt work though, because the knocking happened again. ,,Y/N? Are you in there? May I come in?" you heard izuku say.

you mentally groaned before putting what seemed like all your strength into an audible ,,yes." you heard the knob twist and the door open, seeing the once dark room fill with light. it didnt last long though, as he closed the door after he entered. ,,Are.. Are you alright? I'm sorry about me and Kacchan's yelling.." he said, rubbing his arm. you didnt respond. you wanted to, but it felt like you had to strain to say anything at all. ,,Y/N?" izuku said as he got closer. he turned on a lamp that was on your bedside table. you made a ,nnhmf' noise in response and put your arm over your eyes.

,,Please talk to me if you can, I want to know if you're okay." he said as he lightly rubbed your arm. you stayed still but eventually moved your arm to look at him. he smiled seeing your face. ,,Can you at least tell me how you feel? Or how I can make it up to you?" he asked. you took a deep breath in, storing up energy to talk to him.

,,i dont think im alright. i never feel like doing anything and.." you stop, closing your eyes. ,,its so hard to even get up in the mornings. all of my hobbies seem like tasks and i wouldnt have even left my room today if you hadnt asked to spend time with me." you sigh. ,,dont get me wrong, i still love getting to hang out with you but whenever i do it just seemes like you and bakugo are competing or yelling about somthin stupid. it tires me. i dunno, im just so.. drained." you finished as you continued to lay there.

izuku had a frown on his face, he knew you hadnt been feeling well but youd always wave it off saying you were tired. it wasnt a lie, but its more than just being tired. you were rarely seen happy anymore. he felt horrible knowing that he was a part of the reason, due to his and katsukis fighting. ,,I-I'm.. I'm really sorry. I should have been more considerate about how you felt, I get so riled up in my quarrels with him that I guess I just.. Get caught up in it and forget what's going on around me. He's really been getting on my nerves lately but- this isn't about me." he stops himself as he turns his full attention towards you.

,,Please allow me a chance to make it up to you. We don't have to leave your room if you're tired, I just want you to feel better. Can I do anything? Do you want me to leave?" izuku asks worriedly. you groan out a ,,ugmhf no." izuku tilts his head. ,,Uh.. Which part are you saying no to?" he asked. you sighed and patted the other side of the bed. ,,turn off the damn light and please hold me. thats all i want." you said, wishing he could just read your mind. you had talked too much today and it was taking a toll on you.

he felt warmth rise to his face, but did as you said and turned off the lamp. he walked to the other side of the bed and climbed on it, getting close to you. ,,Um, how should I uh.. Hold you?" he asked nervously, unsure of what to do. you sighed and lifted yourself up to lay on his chest, then went limp again. he felt his blush increase, you were so close. he wasnt complaing, it just had been a while. it wasnt often you both cuddled, this moment was special to him. he put his arms around you and lightly stroked your back. you dug your face into him more, enjoying the slow rubbing.

his fast beating heart soon slowed, relaxing into the position. you still looked tired, but definitely more peaceful now. he smiled at you, though you couldnt see it anyway. ,,..I love you." he whispered. he closed his eyes, soon dozing off himself.

[lucy90712]

first kick (pregnancy series)

Series masterlist

George:

Me and George have been having a super chill weekend together after a few busy weeks which he has tried not to do throughout the pregnancy because he wants to spend time with me and enjoy it but sometimes work just takes over and thats ok and he knows that but he still feels bad. We have been watching a lot of movies today now that our baby can hear things we have to introduce her to our favourite films like Harry Potter which we have been binging all day.

About halfway through the 4th film George went to get more snacks for us because I was really craving popcorn today. When he left I thought I felt movement in my stomach but I couldn't be sure but then it happened again and was much stronger this time, it was definitely a kick which was something that hasn't happened before.

"George come here" I said

"What is it?" he asked running over

"She's kicking" I said

I took his hand hand put it in the place where I felt the kicks before and it wasn't long before they happened again. They hurt a little bit because the kicks are right in my ribs but it was still an amazing feeling to know that our little girl is moving around and happy in there. George looked like he was about to explode with happiness at feeling his little girl moving around. He left his hands on my bump for ages not wanting to miss a single kick but eventually he had to let go when I had to use the bathroom but he quickly put his hands back on my bump when I got back.

Our movie marathon was quickly forgotten about and instead we mostly sat in silence watching my bump for any signs of movement only occasionally talking when we got bored of staring at nothing but our baby doesn't like the attention not being on her because as soon as we'd start talking she would begin kicking again.

Dream:

One thing about being pregnant is not being able to sleep. I have been really struggling to get to sleep tonight not because I wasn't trying but just because I couldn't get comfortable and when I did I would need to pee which is just a continuous cycle.

I was tossing and turning before I felt small little kick in my stomach I ignored it at first because I thought it was just my sleep deprived brain but when it continued I realised that it was the baby kicking. It felt so odd to know that was our baby kicking especially because we have waited so long for this moment because despite starting to show quite early on not much has happened since which worried the both of us but our doctor just told us that everything was fine. The doctor warned that when she starts kicking she probably won't stop because it has been so long of a wait which I'm not very excited about.

Clay has been editing most of the night so he's in his office so I thought I would get up to tell him seeing as I'm not going to get any sleep anytime soon. When I went in the room he was talking to Sapnap but he muted when I came over.

"Are you ok? Is everything alright?" He asked

"Yeah I'm fine but shes kicking" I said

I guided his hands to the place that I could feel the kicks so that he could feel them too, he almost squealed when he felt the first kick but he kept it mostly together although there was a huge smile on his face. He unmuted to tell sapnap because he was just so excited.

"She's kicking Sap shes kicking" he said

"Yeah shes really going for it" he added

I couldn't hear what Sapnap said because Clay had his headphones on but by his responses I could tell he was also excited for us. Sapnap and George have been really involved with his pregnancy mainly because Clay tells them everything so they are generally just as excited as we are at each milestone.

Clay made me sit with him while he finished editing so he could keep his hand on my bump to feel every kick and it was quite relaxing actually and for once I actually felt tired enough to fall asleep so the two of us went to bed and I had one of the best nights sleep I've had in ages.

Sapnap:

I'm chilling watching Netflix while Sapnap streams and of course thats when I start to feel movement in my stomach I have felt things before just like the baby moving around so I didn't think much of it but the feeling soon changed and was more forceful. I immediately knew that it was kicks and I felt bad that Sapnap wasn't here to experience it.

I thought about what to do and in the end I texted him to say I was going to come into his streaming room just incase he had facecam on so he could be prepared. He text back worried about me but I decided not to respond because I was almost at his door.

Sapnap looked at me as soon as I opened the door and told his chat he would be back in a minute before muting his mic. He rolled his chair over closer to me and I took his hands and put them on my bump without saying anything so that he could work it out for himself. His expression changed very quickly into one of pure joy and a small squeal left his mouth as our son continued  to kick.

He didn't want to go back to his stream but I made him at least for a little while so he didn't just end and make the viewers worried so he did but he wanted me to stay in the room incase the baby kicked anymore. The mood of the stream changed and it was much more upbeat and he was playing a lot better than he was before which I thought was really cute that he felt so motivated by it.

Quackity:

Me and Alex are out on a drive like we do sometimes, we have nowhere in particular to go we just like driving around blasting music and other people probably judge us from their own cars but we never care because we enjoy it.

We were driving around not too far from our neighbourhood when I felt small little kicks in the bottom of my stomach which I knew right away was the baby but I didn't say anything for a minute because I didn't want to tell Alex if it was going to stop and he was driving. But when it continued I decided to tell him because I didn't want him to miss this moment.

"Alex shes kicking" I said

"No way hang on let me pull over" he said

He found somewhere to safely stop the car ands we both took of our seatbelts off and I got him to put his hands on the bottom of my bump where the kicks were still happening. He was so happy when he felt her kick using his free hand to grab one of mine and squeeze it.

We sat at the side of the road for a while before the baby calmed down and stopped kicking so much which gave us the chance to go back home. On the ride home we talked about how exciting it is that our baby is moving around and we get to feel like she's really with us on an everyday basis.

Karl:

Karl has been gone all day filming and he still won't be back for a few more hours but I just started feeling kicks in my stomach which are so strong you can see the movement on my bump. I felt so awful that Karl wasn't here to experience it but to make him feel like he hasn't fully missed out I filmed it for a bit and sent it to Karl.

He FaceTimed me as soon as he read the text and I had the camera on my bump as we talked and I tried to make him feel better that he wasn't here in person to experience it. He was so excited to get home and try and get the kicks to start again so he can feel them which he has been looking forward to for a little while.

A few hours later he came home and we sat together on the sofa trying to do everything we could to get our son to start kicking again. We tried most things before I played some music which seemed to do the trick because the kicks started again and Karl watched it before putting his hand on where the kicks were happening. He was so happy and that made me happy despite the uncomfortableness of the constant hard kicking. We went to bed to lay down while the baby kept kicking to make it at least a little more comfortable but it really didn't do a lot and I just had to wait for it to stop again.

Wilbur:

The baby has been super active recently but not really kicking just like wriggling around especially today I've been super busy and she has been joining in. I finally got a chance to sit down this evening and thats when I felt kicks, the feeling was different to just movement it was stronger and more concentrated in one spot.

I knew Wilbur would be sad to miss this seeing as he's at his office streaming but I decided to text him so that could know it was happening. I watched him look at his phone to read my text because I was watching the stream and right away he told chat he needed to end and that was it the stream was over. I got a text back saying he was on his way so I tried to keep the baby kicking  until he got back.

Wilbur made it home in record time and didn't even lock the door when he came in to not waste anymore time. He sat in front of the sofa as I laid down and guided his hand to where the kicks were still happening and he could definitely feel it because a huge smile appeared on his face.

"Wow she's really active isn't she" he said

"Yeah she's been moving around all day I swear she doesn't sleep" I replied

"I hope she sleeps when she's born" he said

"Me too" I agreed

[chocominnie]

One Last Time 01  —  Pjm. (M)

⇢ pairing: Jimin X Reader

⇢ Genre: Idol!Jimin, Exbf!Jimin, model!reader, sad au, fluff, tons of smut, angst

⇢ Synopsis: Your idol ex boyfriend Jimin cheated on you. You two have been broken up for a while now and the media has been keeping track of you and him. You’re trying to get over him, but the things that happen inbetween makes you re-think the entire breakup, and so does Jimin…

⇢ Song : xxxxx

⇢ Word Count : 4.3k

⇢ Warnings: dominant jimin, makeout sessions, this is honestly a sad angsty au, cheating, pregnancy, unprotected and protected sex, a bunch of sex, no really a LOT of sexual themes too, I know I’m forgetting some but sorry in advance!

⇢ Copyright: please do NOT repost, translate, or modify my works in any way, shape or form, on any platform. If found doing so , it is considered as plagiarism and appropriate LEGAL action will be taken

⇢ Authors note: This is my mini series for the summer! Get your tissues, things to take your anger out on, and sit back and watch the drama unfold. Shall we begin?

The winter’s coldness is hardly enough for you to bear. Even though it’s just the beginning, Seoul is known to just go from season to season without a fucking warning. Not only that, but the first snowfall is going to come soon. The weatherman has been talking about it non-stop for the past few days. It’s going to be a brutal one he says but he says that every year so why believe?

Turning off your alarm, you take a few minutes to collect yourself and stretch. Barely any sleep once again but that’s an everyday thing now.. without Jimin. It’s been some rough months not having his body wrapped snugly onto yours. These days you long for his touch, but completely dread at the same time for very good reasons.

Your kitten greets you with small licks on your thigh in which in return you pet her head softly with a smile.

‘‘ At least I still have you babygirl. You keep me company. “ You coo softly while grabbing your phone off the charger. Texts from your best-friend just spamming you with love and apparently she’s coming over. Great. That’s normal.  But one text catches your eye. Jeon Jungkook.

You furrow your eyebrows as your finger slides to open it after typing in your password. In relief, he’s just checking up on you as always. Rolling your eyes, you muster enough strength to actually pull yourself out of bed. The cold tiles hit your feet like icicles. You jump from from foot to foot cursing yourself for not turning on the floor heaters as you walk out the room. Clara, your kitten, follows you out purring nonchalantly with a few meows here and there.

‘’ Alright Clara I hear you. Im getting your food now.’’ You chuckle, grabbing her food from the bottom kitchen cabinet right under the sink and pour her half a cup of cat food and a whole bowl of water.

After snacking on your morning granola bar you prepare yourself for your morning routine. Shower, brush teeth, skin care, get dressed, clean. Your phone dings once more just before stripping yourself of your clothes. You don’t bother to look it’s probably just a social media notification.

Drying your hair with a towel as you get out the steaming hot shower, you head straight for the mirror. Dark circles remain under your eyes from months of barely any sleep. You sigh, and gently rub under them. Jimin is the cause of this. Why would he do this to you. Surely enough he would not like to see you like this at all. The worriedness he would have over you is huge. But he has moved on and you just have to accept it no matter how in-love you still are with him.

As you clean up around the living room, another ding from your phone occurs. A groan escapes your lips as you place the pillows back as they should be. In hopes of it just being your manager giving you some good news, you let out a sigh and plop yourself down on the grey suede couch. Three new messages. Jeon Jungkook, who has text you twice, and Ryan your bestfriend. 

‘‘ Damn it Ryan why must you consistently text me twenty four sev- “

“ Beause I need to know if you’re okay.”

You jump and drop your phone onto the hardwood floor from the voice that comes from around you.

“ Holy fucking shit you scared me! “  You whine, turning around to face your best-friend. She smiles and holds out her arms for a hug. You roll your eyes and open yours waiting for her embrace.

“ Oh i’ve missed you so so so so so so so-”

“ You just seen me yesterday..” Your voice sarcastic and bland as you let go of her. You sit on the couch first followed by Ryan sitting right next to you.

She looks good today, the navy blue coat she has on suits her very well. Although, you cannot figure out why she decided to wear leggings today. It’s going to rain a bit later but you disregard that seeing as though she’s the fashion deisgner and not you.

You. The model and seemingly ex girlfriend of one of the biggest solo idol in the world right now. Thats what they call you in the news, headlines in magazines, and real life as if you don’t have a real name and just was his acessory. Your modeling career had taken off way before dating him. The world, or Seoul to say the most, didn’t acklowledge you to that point yet. 

“ Okay but still. You know we should be roomates. It’ll be easier for me to watch over you. “

Your head turns towards her quickly shaking no, “ I don’t need to be looked over im 20 years old.”

Silence takes place for the next few seconds. You know what she’s going to say next but pray she doesn’t. Those words will just make you even more upset. It’s already enough you have that constant reminder in your head. 

You watch her fiddle with the rings on her index and pinky fingers. “ But you know… you haven’t been the same since you and Jimi-”

“ Don’t fucking say it. I don’t want to hear it.”

She sighs harshly and stands up, “ Im just worried about you Yn”

“ Don’t be. Im fine. “ That lie escaped your tongue way too easily. 

Truthfully you haven’t and won’t be fine. Everyday there is something new about that girl and Jimin on twitter. Gossip pages, twitter fanpages, and online entertainment pages just always talking about them. They did this, they did that today. Oh we caught them going to this and that restaurant. That used to be you and him.. but now everyone has forgotten about you and focused on them.

Ever since you’ve told reporters and paparazzi repeatedly that you will not be holding or going to any interview they just stopped. A few calls here and there to your manager about scheduling one but she knew you didn’t want to do them so every request is denied. Although its been a year and some change, they still seem to want your side and your opinion to weigh in on. I guess that’s what happens when you date an Idol.

“ The door.. Y/N the door somebody is at the door.” Ryan says, tapping you over and over. You shake your head interrupting your thoughts for the time being. A few more knocks come through.

Finally up onto your feet you harshly walk to the door with each step making noise. It’s to early in the morning for someone to actually be knocking at the door right now. Whoever it is better be dropping off some sort of package, or they’ll surely get a piece of your mind.

Your frail hands grab onto the doorknob and swing it open. Your eyes almost pop through your sockets. How? How did he know you were here? You certainly did not tell him your knew address.

There he stands, his tall frame looking down on you. Lips formed into a tiny pout along with his eyebrows scrunched slightly. His brown eyes forming an ungodly stare into yours with his specs on.

“ Yn! Do you know how worried I was about you? Why did you not answer my messa-”

“Jungkook how do you know where I live?” You pace your hands on your hips, raising an eyebrow at him. To your knowledge, you never gave Jungkook your new apartment address.

Jungkook swallows slowly and puts on his best innocent face on. Oh please like that would work in this moment right now. The only person who has this address is Ryan because she’s the one who helped you move. Even if you had the choice of not giving it out to Ryan you would of but you couldn’t do that to her. She would of been so upset.

Ryan’s voice blares in the background full of excitement. Here we fucking go. “Jungkook! Come in Come in.”

“ Ryan says I could come in.” He says quickly, brushing past you and removing his shoes.

You heavily sigh and slam the door shut. What is this a family reunion? On your way back to the couch you notice them laughing and giggling like two five year old children. They don’t even notice you when you sit right across from them.

You study their expressions. Their chemistry is something so strong. The way their eyes light up when they meet, the way that Jungkook smiles and scrunches his nose more often when she’s around. You miss that. You miss doing that.

“ So are you both coming along this afternoon?”

Your attention focuses back on them. Of course you weren’t paying attention once again.

Your eyes slowly meet with theirs, “ Huh? Where are we going?”

“ Kookie finally bought a house! He wants us to come tonight for chicken and beer. You’re coming right?”

A sharp pain goes through your heart. If the both you you guys go then theirs a possibility that Jimin was invited too. After all, that is his brother. If Jimin comes then he’s most likely going to bring Isabel. A recipe for disaster. Your poor heart, that most likely could not bare the sight of them infront of you, would shatter into a million pieces.

Jungkook’s expression is ready to burst into happiness or to turn into a pout awaiting for your answer. If you let him down he’ll surely be mad at you. But putting yourself before him this time would be the right thing to do right?

“ Listen Jungkook I.. don’t think I can go.” You start off, playing with your hair with your head down.

“ I’ll space you two apart.”

Your face automatically lifts itself up in shock. Somehow, that little confirmation of Jimin being there, gave you some hope. Hope for what though?

 “ Wha-what do you mean?”

Jungkook sighs heavily with his hand going up to his brown hair running it through lightly. “ I’ll make sure you two are distanced apart. You don’t want to come because of Jimin but I’ll make sure I’ll invite more people to keep you company and away from him. Okay?”

“ Please Yn. I’ll be there too.” Ryan begs, laying her head on Jungkook’s shoulder. Jungkook smiles a little, caressing her cheek with his other hand upon waiting your response.

Weird. When did they get so close?

The first thing you want to say is that you really could not go. But they already know the excuse now. You might as well just give in.

‘‘ Fine. What time tonight? “

Skincare and makeup products are scattered everywhere on your vanity. You needed the perfect look for tonight that says ‘Yes im doing fine without you’, but in reality you’re doing worse. This is the night where you’ll actually see him. Damn it’s been a while.

After you apply your highlight you step back and take a look at yourself. Not bad at all. You smile to yourself and start cleaning up the mess of products you had  distributed across the vanity. A new text appears on you phone as soon as you gather everything up and put it back in it’s place. Grabbing your phone, it’s Ryan giving you the address to Jungkook’s new house.

You sigh and mentally prepare yourself, ‘‘ Okay Yn. You can do this. It’s just one night of conversing among people. Who knows, maybe you’ll meet someone new.”

Before heading out you grab your coat and scarf. Clara follows you all the way to the door letting out her little meows once again. You bend down to pet her head lightly with a smile. “ Clara im coming back. I’ve put food in your bowl babygirl.”

She purrs under your touch then walks away to settle herself in her bed. You take one last final look at your decent sized apartment before heading out.

The subway ride was agonizing pain for you due to it being 30 minutes long. Well, at-least you can ride the subway now. Your mind wouldn’t even of thought of that when you were with him. Everybody would have noticed you and bombard you with questions.

The outskirts of Seoul is peaceful and quite. Not many people live over here. Mostly famous actors and idols. The taxi takes a few minutes to get to the fairly clean subway station. Once you’re inside you take a good look at the driver who seems to be eyeing you in suspicion. You pull out your phone and read the words to the address exactly to him. The taxi man pulls of into the empty streets of god knows where.

All it took was a ten minute ride and then you’re there. The taxi man pulls up to a security guard booth. Just beyond the gates is more street but  by squinting your eyes you can make out just a few newly built houses.

‘‘ Who are you here to see?” The taxi driver says.

“ Jeon Jungkook.?

The driver talks to the man for a few seconds before you see the security guard pick up a phone and start dialing. The security is extremely uptight, thats good. After a few moments of speaking the security guard finally opens the gates to be let through.

As you pull up to the house you’re automatically mesmerized on how big and beautiful it is. There’s fresh bushes and some white roses growing in the front of it complementing the white modern style home. The roundabout is full of luxurious cars, in which might be all the other guests.

‘‘ 10 dollars’‘ He says. You give him the ten, thank him, and grab your purse, closing the door behind you.

Your eyes meet face to face with the expensive house. Behind you is the tire wheels backing up and running off back down the roundabout. The time on your watch reads 8:15. Only fifteen minutes late, not bad right?

With each step you take fear quivers inside of you. What if he opens the door? What if that girl opens it instead? The wind blows harsh-fully hitting your cheeks making them turn slightly colored. You raise a small, shaky fist to knock on the door. Your blood turning cold, and face turning pale already. Your anxiety already taking its place inside of your body.

The door swings open revealing Ryan smiling from ear to ear. She pulls you inside without even a greeting. You kick your shoes off in a hurry as she pulls you more and more inside. Scanning the area around you, its a nice huge place. First the both of you pass the entrance, then the chef sized kitchen, which then leads you to the spacious living room where everybody seems to be sitting.

All eyes are on you now with some familiar faces and some not. They smile and greet you one by one and you slightly bow your head with a fake smile.

‘‘ Ah Yn, nice to see you again huh.’‘ Hoseok, the smiley one says, getting up from his seat to greet you once more.

‘‘ Nice to see you to Hoseok. Is Chae-Yeon here? I’ve baked the cookies she likes.’’  You say, holding up the big tuba-wear of freshly baked cookies. Nobody can resist those.

‘‘ No she had to work sadly, but I will enjoy them for her.’‘ He chuckles, bringing the tuba-wear out of your dainty, cold hands.

A very familiar voice booms from behind you causing you to turn around. “ Yn! You actually did come!’’ Jungkook, the owner of the voice exclaims. He wipes his hands with a napkin just before pulling you into a hug.You pat his back just before letting go.

Ryan smiles and shakes her head, “ I told you she would come.’’

Only one hour and 30 minutes into the festivities and half of the people here are drunk or nearly there. You on the other hand do not drink at all. Staying sober throughout this whole party is a must. Who knows what would happen if you start drinking and saying things.Ryan seems to be doing good with Jungkook who’s laying on the floor laughing and cracking jokes with her head laying on his stomach giggling along with him. The others have casually invited themselves into the guest game-room to play some pool.

You just sit there on the couch, munching on a cookie and smiling and laughing here and there at one of Seokjin and Jungkook’s back-to-back jokes that seem to never leave the air.

Only for a knock on the door to interrupt  their flow of jokes.

‘‘ I got it I got it.” Seokjin stammers, placing a beer bottle down and stumbling towards the door. You freeze, face turning pale once more. It’s them. It could be them. Your teeth find their way to your lips and you begin to chew on it excessively.

Ryan notices it and automatically gets up from Jungkook, ‘‘ Come Yn, lets go see if the game of pool is interesting.’‘

You nod your head slightly as you get up from the couch. What are you worrying for? You look extravagant tonight. No need to worry yourself.

Just before taking your first few steps you stop, that voice. That oh so familiar voice begins to inch closer and closer. The famous laugh that he always tries to stifle by putting his hand over his mouth, that you’ve always thought was so fucking cute, fills the air.

You don’t know what got over you, but you sit back down dragging Ryan down with you. “ Yn? What are you doing I thought you wanted to avoid him.’’

‘’ No it’s okay. Im going to be fine.’‘ You say, awaiting upon his arrival into the room.

The footsteps are haunting you with each step they take.

one..two..three..four..five..si-

‘‘ Everyone, Isabel and Jimin are here.’‘ Seokjin stammers, smiling wide clearly drunk from all the beer consumed.

Your eyes go directly towards his. The pit of your stomach flutters with nervousness as you hold the long stare with him. His facial expression shocked but not showing it at all. His partner, who’s arm is linked with his, smiles brightly at everyone bowing her head slightly to them including you.

‘‘ Sorry we are late. Jimin didn’t want to come out of his home studio but I’ve made him come along with me.’‘ Her voice gentle and soft.

‘‘ Yn I forgot let me show you my new painting i have received.” Jungkook says quickly, trying to escape you from the awkwardness.You can bare it though its not as bad as you thought.

‘‘ Maybe later Kookie. I’m going to grab some juice.”  You say, getting up from your spot. You brush past Jimin lightly with Ryan tailing along with you.

The spacious kitchen was perfect for you to escape for just a moment. Silence is golden. Ryan sighs, pouring you and her a glass of juice. Nothing is to be said yet. But you know she really wants to have her input.

Raising the glass to your lips, you take a sip letting the tanginess run across your tongue and down your throat. ‘’ Say it Ryan.’’

She puts her cup down and looks at you with your eyebrows furrowed, ‘’ You aren’t fine. Please just avoid them for the night.’’

You knew it was coming but you have to face the fact that they area couple anyways so why avoid it? Maybe your mind will finally accept it to see it in person.

‘‘ I have to face it one way or another so why not now?’‘

She shakes her head in disapproval, finishing the rest of her juice. “ No you don’t. You’re making yourself suffer and I don’t like it.’’

‘‘ Yn.. did you make these cookies?’‘ A voice says behind you. Ryan’s eyes go wide and then looks at you signaling for you to not turn around. But you do it anyways.

Isabel. How dare she call you by a pet name? You don’t even know her like that and she’s doing this. Anger wants to get the best of you but you remain humble and calm.

‘‘ Yes. Is there a problem though? Are they not good?’‘ You say, putting on your best innocent act.

She smiles as she moves a piece of hair of her perfectly framed face, ‘’ No they are great! I was wondering if i can have the recipe.. for Jimin’s purpose of course.’’

You breathe through your nostrils with your eyes closed. She knows what she’s doing. She likes seeing you suffer huh? ‘’ You can follow any recipe online. I just add almond extract and substitute white sugar for brown.’’

Ryan shakes her head slightly while sticking her cup into the sink. ‘’ I’m going to be back I have to use the restroom.’’

Once she leaves Isabel’s smile drops.’’ Almond? Im- Im allergic!” She says, semi yelling at you. You’re shocked more or so at the sudden outburst that you can’t speak. You had zero knowledge of her being allergic, it’s an accident for sure.

 “You did this on purpose!’’ She says, tears filling her eyes as she goes into a coughing fit.

Shit. You didn’t know if anyone was allergic to nuts here but you had put it in anyways because that was the secret ingredient

‘’ I- I didn’t know im sorry is there anything I can do?’’ You say, guilt taking over you while you rush to her side patting her back. 

‘‘ Get off of me! You did this on purpose! You never liked me anyways. Jimin! Jimin!‘ She scream’s, coughing and wheezing making her face red.

Multiple footsteps rush into the kitchen. You don’t know what to do at this point so you just back away and let whoever take over. All the commotion going on and yelling is starting to give you a slight headache. All of the boys surround her, bombarding with questions and asking each other what to do. 

‘‘ What’s all the yelling about? What happened! “ Jungkook exclaims rushing towards her hunched over body.

‘‘ What’s going on? “ That voice that haunts you everynight finally comes inside the kitchen. When he see’s Isabel he automatically rushes towards her side. It pains you to see him rush to another woman’s body. But that figure is no longer yours so he has every right to do that.

‘‘ She-She put almond in the cookies on purpose! She’s trying to–to-’‘ She manages to wheeze out before another coughing fit.

Jimin’s eyes meet yours full of rage but then taken over by concern. He knows your hurt. Still hurt from the past and from this very situation now. You don’t manage to keep eye contact, so the floor is your eyes’ bestfriend right now.

‘‘ Yn. is this true? Why would you do that?”  He says, eyes never leaving yours and voice soft.

You shake your head quickly, “ I didn’t know she was allergic. I always put almond extract an-’’

“ You knew better than to put any type or form of nut in a dish when bringing it to ones house. You never know if someone has an allergy to it.’‘ Jungkook scolds you, eyes furrowed in shame.

‘‘ Don’t blame her. She didn’t fucking know.” Ryan’s voice enters the room in madness. She comes to your side with her arms crossed. Your own personal savior. Without her, you’d still be feeling guilty and taking the blame.

‘‘ Besides, you knew better than to invite him if you knew he was going to bring the girl he cheated on her with.. right?’‘ She says, cocking her head to the side as her attitude takes over.

The room is silent again. Good girl Ryan. 

Isabel lifts her head in disbelief along with Jimin. “ Listen that’s beside the point. Just don’t do it again.” Jimin says, focusing his attention back on Isabel. He reaches into her purse to grab her Epi-pen.

His scolding is enough to send your eyes into tears. You shouldn’t of agreed to come. This is a disaster. You take the tuba-wear of cookies from the counter on your way out of the kitchen and dispose of them. Your vision is blurry and you don’t know where your going but you just need some air. You make lefts and rights down long and short hallways till you reach a room that has a balcony.

You slip on who-ever’s house slippers and open the sliding door revealing the winter’s cold harsh air. You lean on the railing and close your eyes breathe in and out heavily.

Wiping the tears away, You open our eyes and look straight ahead. The whole city is lit up such a beautiful view for a sad moment. The sad moment is cut short by the sliding door opening and closing. You don’t bother to turn around it’s probably just Ryan checking on you again. When are people going to stop doing that?

“ Yn.”

Thats the last voice you wanted to hear.

‘‘ Are you happy? Happy for scolding me infront of everybody.”  You sniffle, wiping away your leaking nose.

You hear some rustling before something is placed on your shoulders. You look down at the material and shrug it off of you.

‘‘ Give it to your girlfriend.”

‘‘ I can’t let you be cold. Put it back on.’‘ He sighs, picking it back up and coming closer to you. You both stand side by side. Jimin puts his jacket around you once more and before you could re-do your action just before, he speaks.

‘‘ Shrug it off again and I’ll scold you. Do you understand?’‘ He says firmly.

You don’t bother to speak. Silence is golden.

‘‘ Listen.. i know you still aren’t over the fact that we are through but-”

‘‘ Shut up. I don’t want to hear it. Please go tend to your dying girlfriend.’‘ You say, sarcastically.

He huffs, “ She’s resting right now. She wouldn’t have to be if you wouldn’t of put-’’

You turn towards him slowly and meet his eyes daring for him to finish the rest of his sentence. ‘’ Don’t you fucking dare Park Jimin.’’

‘‘ Honorifics.’‘ He says, slightly looking down at you due to the height difference.

‘‘ You’re right Jimin-ssi.’‘

Jimin’s expression is taken a-back. You knew that one honorific word would hurt him.

‘‘ If we are done speaking I will take my leave now.” You say, eyes never leaving his as you take off his jacket and toss it to him, leaving him outside in the cold

This night was one of your worst mistakes. You thought you could handle it, but couldn’t. So maybe Ryan and Jungkook were right. Maybe you can’t handle it at all..

[lizzy-williams]

❝𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 & 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚜❞

ღWarnings: SMUT (18+ please!), language, rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), sexual situations.

ღMasterlist

ღRequest: Can you do the most dirty hard good sexy lovely spanking doggy position french kiss smut EVER please PLEASE with tom 🙂🪓

ღSummary: You’re been in a mood almost all week, Tom having to leave right on Valentine’s Day for filming. The day before he has to leave, you’re the meanest you’ve been, and Tom’s had about enough. 

ღA/n: ANON YOU DIRTY BEAN I LOVE YOU. This will be the first thing I’m posting since I came back, So I hope you guys enjoy, feel free to send in more requests. 

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 in a mood the entire week. More specifically at your boyfriend, who chose a job that somehow, someway got him taken away right on Valentine’s Day. 

Even worse, this would be your 5th Valentine’s Day together, which you saw as a mile stone. You knew you were being irrational and a bit selfish, but you were too blinded by your anger to realize it. 

For the time being, you were giving Tom hell, inside and outside your small flat. On Monday, you and Tom went out for coffee, but of course, being the little minx you are, you teased him right then and there, in public, and you managed to turn Tom into a needy, whiny child with only a few touches.  

But when the two of you got home, you did a full 180, becoming completely distanced and untouchable, evading every advance Tom tried to make on you. You just kept all your attention on Tessa for a majority of that day. 

At first, Tom was clueless, the sudden distancing confusing the hell out of him, but it only escalated from there. 

On Tuesday, you had some things to do for work, and there you sat on the couch, typing away on your computer before Tom, still flustered and needy from yesterday, came waltzing into the living area and plopped down right next to you, resting his head on your shoulder. 

Yet you sat there, still typing away, acting as if Tom wasn’t there at all. Tom adjusted himself a few times, seeing if his movements gained any attention or reaction from you. Still. Nothing. 

Now he resulted to sighing loudly, and due to where his head was, it was right in your ear. It was erotic or teasing, it was just straight up annoying and childish. 

You finally pried your eyes away from the screen and turned to look at him, “Do you want something?” was all the response he was going to get, and even then it was a grumble. 

“I wanna cuddle.” 

He sounded so much like a kid, and in any other circumstance, you would tend to his request. But no. You were mad at him. 

“I’m working, Tom.”

That’s when Tom knew something was definitely wrong. No usual ‘bubba’ or ‘bub’. Not even honey. Just his first name. Not even his full first name. Just Tom. 

You felt him recoil and slip away into the other room. 

Tom: 0, You: 2

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Wednesday rolled around, and Tom was talking to Harrison on the phone. Once again, you had been giving him the bare minimum all day, but when you kissed him, it was long, passionate and lingering. And Tom was, to say the least, baffled. 

“I dunno, man, she’s been like this all week.” 

You happened to be in earshot, and slipped behind a doorframe, listening in on what Tom had to say. 

“No, I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong. I’ve even been making an effort to put the toilet seat down, and somehow she keeps being so distant. I even tried hugging her from behind this morning and she just brushed me off.”

That one was true. You were making yourself lunch when Tom, who woke up late as usual, came into the kitchen and wrapped his arms lovingly around your waist, but staying true to your previous attitude, you brushed him off, using the stove as an excuse. But instead of reassuring him, like you normally would have, you turned and gave him a purple and red hickey on his sweet spot before turning back around and acting as if nothing had happened at all. 

“No, it’s not that time of the month, she already had it. I kinda know these things.”

That was also true. Because you and Tom had such a frequent and vibrant sex life, he made it a personal mission to know when your period came so he could work around it and comfort you. All things aside, he truly was a good boyfriend. 

“Ohhhhh,” he made a sound of realization and it made you perk up a little, wondering if he truly understood why you were so evasive. 

Wait, did he?

The sound of his footsteps clamoring down the hall made you frantically look around for something to look busy with. 

“Darling?” he called out. 

“In here!” you called out, trying to sound unbothered. 

“Ah, Darling,” he seemed giddy, as if he had just solved the worlds biggest mystery, “I know why your angry at me.”

“Oh?” you questioned, as you kept fiddling with whatever you were doing, acting as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. 

“You were upset about the paparazzi pictures. The ones with Ciara.” 

“What?!” you seethed, now not caring about acting like you didn’t care. 

“Th-The other day, when I went out to lunch, you knew about it...?” he was terrified by the look in your eyes. 

He was being honest. He did say he was going out with the female co-star, and you were okay with it. You trusted him. But what you didn’t think about were the tabloids. The gossip sights that would no doubt leak into Twitter, causing an un-needed uprising in Hollanders and shippers. 

Immediately you pushed passed him and went straight for your phone, looking up news sight after news sight. 

Ciara Bravo and Tom Holland: New Hollywood Couple???

Tom & Ciara, A Valentine’s Day Miracle

Did Y/N and Tom SPLIT? Ciara and Tom Spotted!

At this point you couldn’t stand to be in the same room as Tom. Despite him and you understanding there was nothing going on, the outside world put pressure on the both of you, and you needed to breathe. 

Tom didn’t say a word when you got your coat and left with a ‘I’m going out. Don’t wait up.’

By time you got home, Tom slept on the couch, and you slept in the bed. 

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Tuesday was quiet, nothing happened. The two of you didn’t speak to each other, a day going by silently, but when you were going to bed, that’s when things got interesting. 

“It isn’t my fault.”

He stood in the bathroom as he spoke, and you were on the bed reading a book with Tessa at your side, sound asleep. 

You gave a small, unbothered sigh, “I know.”

Tom perked up, “What do you mean, ‘you know’?” he asked irritably. 

“I mean I know it isn’t your fault about the media. I don’t care, it’s fine.”

“Then why are you so mad at me?!” he was annoyed now, making you raise a brow. 

“You really don’t know?” you hissed, closing your book, not caring if you lost your page or not. 

“No, of course I don’t know!”

“You’re leaving me! On Valentines Day!” you snapped, standing up, Tessa’s ears going back. 

“Are you serious??? That’s it?” he questioned with wide eyes. 

You glared at him, giving him an expression that only meant one thing, slipping out of the room without a word. 

Needless to say, you slept on the couch that night .

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Friday. The day before Tom leaves. The day before Valentine’s day. 

And as always, you woke up before Tom, hearing Tessa scratch at the bedroom door from the inside. You walked down the hall, turning the bedroom door handle slowly and letting Tessa out the door, but not before catching a glimpse of your sleeping boyfriend in nothing but boxers, holding onto your pillow as he slept. 

Thats when the idea popped into your head. You were going to make a lovely Valentine’s day themed breakfast. For yourself.

If there was any way to get Tom back, it was with food, your food more specifically. 

You immediately got to work, prepping the veggies for the omelette, mixing the batter for waffles, and washing the strawberries, planning on using them for a garnish.

You worked for a good hour, almost everything done, the last thing being cutting the strawberries when you suddenly heard the bedroom door open. 

Tom walked out, his curly hair all a mess on top of his head, purposefully not wearing anything except for his Calvin’s, and you shamelessly checked him out, in hopes that would get him going. 

Before he got too close, you whipped back around and began slicing in the berries in front of you. Just like he did the many mornings ago, he let his arms wrap around you right before you felt him leave a small peck below your earlobe, and you had to bite back a smile. 

“Good morning, darling.”

Fuck. His morning voice. It was rough, deep, and gravely, making your stomach do summersaults and slick glisten between your legs. 

“Morning.” 

The sexual tension was palpable, so thick you could cut it with the knife in your hand. But you needed to stay strong. You were mad. You were still mad....

Right?

“Are those for me?” he questioned, motioning to the breakfast platter you had spread on the kitchen island, complete with a glass of OJ. 

You did a silent self-pat on the back. 

“Nope,” you smirked, before popping a strawberry in your mouth. 

His demeanor switched, “That’s it-”

You squeaked as he took the knife from your hands, throwing it into the sink before sweeping his hands across the counter, knocking the cutting board aside, roughly grabbing your hips and putting you on the counter. 

“I’ve just about had it with your attitude,” he growled, pulling his semi-hard-on out of his boxers before grabbing the back of your neck, pulling you into a messy, lustful kiss, his tongue diving in the instant that his lips touched yours, making you whimper out, trying you best to regain control of the situation but failing quickly. 

A sudden smack to your ass made you quit your pursuit of control, a whine finding it’s way out of your throat as you felt him smirk into the kiss. His tongue prodded around your mouth as you held onto him desperately. You wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him closer, his member pressing right up against your clothed clit, daring him to do whatever he was going to do next. 

Suddenly, he picked you up off the counter, breaking the kiss and pushing you down to your knees, harshly, shoving his member against your cheek. 

“Suck. I’m not gonna ask nice again,” he grunted, and you knew that he would keep his word with this one. 

You hesitantly took him in your hands before stocking him slightly, sticking your tongue out and licking a strip from his base to his tip, before taking it in your mouth, using your tongue to tease the angry veins and ridges on the underside of his cock. 

“Oh - FUCK - you’re so fucking precious.” he hissed, his hand weaving in your hair before pulling you down on his cock, going so deep it touched the back of your throat, praying that your gag reflex was on your side. 

Suddenly he pulled you back, before pulling you all the way back onto him, tears welling up in your eyes as he repeated his movements, using your face and whispering obscenities into the air around you, harshly fucking your mouth. 

“My bratty girl, shit, you sound so much better choking on my cock,” he grunted, his pace suddenly faltering, cock twitching, signaling he was about to release. 

He looked down and his eyes widened as he caught sight of your hips moving slowly and gently. You were so cute like that, humping the air like a little bunny, Tom taking immense pride in the fact that he made you like this. 

Without another warning, you felt his cum fill the back of your throat, making you whine as you had no choice to swallow it all, knowing he wouldn’t take his cock out of your mouth until you did so. 

Tom watched tentatively for the bobbing of your throat. The one indication that you swallowed. You shivered slightly as you felt the salty substance make it’s way down your throat, and he finally, finally, pulled himself out, and you gasped for air. 

Tom admired your fucked out state, tears wetting your cheeks and your lips swollen, hair ruined from his grip. He could have you looking like that...

He used one hand to stroke and caress your cheek, the other smoothing out your hair the best he could before standing you back up, your eyes dazed as you looked at him with pleading eyes, your past angers forgotten as you were desperate for his touch. 

“Go to the bedroom, strip, lay down, ass up darling. Wait. You touch yourself and I’ll leave you there for the rest of the night, understand?” he hissed before you nodded, scampering off down the hall.

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 You waited on the bed as you were told, your back arched as you put your ass in the air, your head resting in your arms as you scowled slightly impatiently. It had been 5 minutes since Tom promised he’d be back, and yet there you were. 

You began to play with the sheets between you fingers as you sighed quietly to yourself. But your head propped up slightly when you heard the sound of the door swinging open, a now completely nude Tom stepping through, a small box in his hands. 

“I was going to wait until tomorrow, but now seems like a much more... fitting time,” his smile was devious as he opened the small box, pulling out a thick, bullet shaped piece of equipment. 

Right as he twisted the bottom, you heard it buzz softly, and the realization hit you like a ton a bricks: the realization that this was going to be a long night. He stalked around you like a predator trying to catch pray, and you felt the bed dip behind you, and you heard him let out a sigh of content as he looked at your completely wet pussy, courtesy of the events earlier in the kitchen. 

“Fuck, you look so pretty all wet like this for me... this is for me, right darling?” he kneaded your ass in his hands before you could answer, “Who am I kidding, of course it’s for me.”

You knew what was coming next, knowing how much Tom loved your ass, and jus as expected, you felt his tongue lick a long, rough lick from your clit to your rim, making you jolt forwards slightly. 

Soon enough you felt two of his fingers plunge inside of your pussy, making you moan sweetly into the open air of the bedroom. His movements made the coil inside you tighten and spark, your need for release becoming more and more apparent. 

But the sudden buzzing on your clit made you lose your mind, release coming sooner than expected, your cunt squeezing around Tom’s fingers like a vice as you moaned out, breathless as his pace never faltered, his speed, (if anything), increasing as your body shook. 

Even after your high was ridden out, he continued, making you gasp. 

“T-Tom, I can’t, I can’t I- AHHH!” your babbling was cut of by another sudden shock through your cunt, making you scream out in such quick pleasure. 

“Holy fuck, so wet-” Tom was in awe of your actions, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out what just happened. 

You just squirted. 

Tom wasted no time getting down there and sucking your clit harshly, his movements driving you crazy as you tried to collect your thoughts and make a complete sentence. 

He was so high on you, so drunk on your taste as he continued to taste and tease every part of your most sensitive place. 

“P-Please Tom,” you begged, shifting. 

Please what? Please keep going? Please stop?

“Please fuck me,” 

It was a soft whimper, oh so soft, but he heard it, and it drove him crazy. He sat up and positioned his newly hardened, throbbing member up to your entrance. Without a second thought, he pushed in the tip with ease. 

You silently thanked god for the slick of your cunt as he drove in farther, and to your surprise, he waited. Waited until you were ready. He knew that no matter how many times he fucked you, you would always be tighter than hell. So he waited. He always did. 

But as soon as you nodded, his demeanor flipped again like a light switch, drawing himself out and slamming himself back in. Soon enough he set a rough and punishing pace, throwing you back onto him like a rag-doll as your body went limp, letting him use you. 

You jerked when you felt him land a slap on your ass, knowing he enjoyed the way it move after he did so, before kneading the flesh, planning on repeating his actions. 

You were whimpering and keening at his movements and pants, the feeling of him pounding into you taking you over, and the only thing you could think about was him. 

Him, him, him.

Not the fact that he had to leave the following morning, or the fact that the tabloids were a nuisance. Just that fact that you were completely fucked out and it wasn’t even noon yet. 

“Shit, darling, so. Fucking. Good,” he grunted, punctuating his final words with harsh, long, hard thrusts, accompanied with slaps to your already sensative ass. 

His pace was faltering, dick twitching, his pants getting more frequent and louder. You knew he was getting close, the sight of you so out of it only spurring it on. 

“C-Cum for me, Tommy,” you whimpered, making his thrusts almost come to a full halt, “Cum inside me, please,”

Tom knew you were on the pill, and it was always for other reasons, and he usually pulled out, more as a personal preference to you. But now that you wanted him to claim you, so intimately and so passionately, his movements went from 0 to 100, before he felt himself snap. 

This of course made you plummet backwards off the cliff of ecstasy, the both of you coming together as a symphony of moans and whines and growls filled the air around you, your body feeling as if it were floating as your ears rang. 

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You both fucked like rabbits till noon, the both of you feeling drunk off each other’s touch, just not getting enough. You were both starved all week after all. And it took it’s toll. 

By time you two were done, your body was weak, your muscles completely spent and you heartbeat doing it’s best to settle down. You felt Tom’s arms help pull you up, laying you on your back and disappearing into the bathroom. 

When he came back, it was with a warm, wet washcloth, and be began slowly wiping up his mess, whispering praise and words of admiration while doing so. You found your eyes closing as you basked in the attention and after-glow of orgasm. He was completely in love with you, he couldn’t stop if he tried. 

Tossing the rag off the the side, you felt the area beside you dip before you were greeted with Tom’s arms, once again, finding home around your body, and you immediately leaned into his touch, laying your head softly on his chest as he played with your hair. 

The both of you enjoyed the silence. His other hand drifted up and down your arm, making goosebumps erupt in its wake, the space to think being larger than life. 

Finally, you spoke. 

“I’m sorry.” you muttered, holding him just a little bit closer. But Tom being Tom, you knew he would milk it as much as he could. 

“For?”

You sighed, embarrassed that you had to admit it out loud, “For being a bitch all week. I was just angry. It wasn’t fair to you. Ergo, I’m sorry.”

“Apology accepted. But you’re buying me coffee on the way to the airport tomorrow morning,” he insisted. 

That’s when your senses finally took in the fact that it was still light outside. The clock on your bedside table read a shocking 12:23 pm, and you let a small smirk creep across your face at the Valentine’s Day sex you were truly going to be missing out on. 

Sure, it still made you sad that he was leaving. But knowing Tom, you knew he would do something special for you, no matter how far away you were. Besides, there was hours of Facetime sex to be had, and you couldn’t wait for that. 

“Do you want lunch?” you questioned quietly, your hand gently gliding up and down Tom’s abs, which always felt like you were touching marble stone. 

“Yeah. You’re buying though,” he contested, and you smirked. 

“Nope. I’m making. I was thinking tomato soup and grilled cheese,” 

You knew it was one of Tom’s favorites, one of the few things on this planet that Tom would die for, (besides you, of course).

“That would be lovely, darling.”

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“I’m gonna miss the fuck outta you,” you whined, standing at the gates, your doe eyes peering up at him as you held his hands. 

“I’ll be back before you know it, love, and you can text me and call me at the end of every day. I can even fly you out to visit if you want.”

Tom was doing his best to soften the blow of him leaving; it was hard on both of you, and it was supposed to be for 2 months. 8 weeks. 56 days. You hated it. 

“Love you,” you grumbled like a child, before hugging him with all your might, trying to remember this feeling to keep you company. 

“I love you most,” he challenged, making you pull back to rest your chin on his chest before leaning up and giving him a kiss, but it turned heated quickly. 

Before it could get any more hot and heavy (because the paparazzi are VULTURES), you pulled away. 

“I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you more,” you replied. 

Suddenly the lady on the overhead speakers began to talk, “All first class passengers on flight 32-B to Atlanta, Georgia, is now boarding.”

“That’s me,” he sighed. 

Tears pricked your eyes unexpectantly, and before Tom could see them, you gave him one last, rib crushing hug. 

He pulled back with a smile, waving a wordless goodbye, walking away, but not without giving you one last look, mouthing the words:

‘Happy Valentine’s Day’

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