#they meet fuck and become friends with benefits and their relationship develops from there

[paperzombiie]

I missed posting art here so I might start posting again...

Happy Mermay, these are some concepts for a cyberpunk AU @flying-in-a-starry-sky came up with, where we are playing around with these two among other OCs in a crossover

[cthulhu-calling]

New Perspective

dark!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: What happens when you wake up in a bed that isn’t yours, next to a man who was supposed to have gone back to the past?

Warnings: dark fic, dead dove do not eat, kidnapping, smut, rape/non-con, l-bombs, friends with benefits

Author's Note: This is a dark Steve Rogers x f!Reader story. Sit this one out if it isn't for you. Please consider the tags before proceeding, this is your final warning, I am not responsible for the content you consume.

Word Count: 2,216

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Steve Rogers Masterlsit

“You’re not coming back, are you?” 

He looked down at his feet, not able to meet your gaze. Slowly nodding his head, still not looking up, he reaches out to hold you in his massive, trunk-like arms and you let him. 

You and Steve had always been close, even if he was quite cold and standoffish when you first met. What had started off as a simple and pure friendship had developed into something more dark and dirty.

 In the day, he was your close friend and Captain but at night, he was your refuge. Nights spent with hot, sweaty, limbs tangled in each other, rough fingers tugging at your hair as you drew pleasure from each other’s bodies. 

Your arrangement was unconventional, sure, but it’s how you both liked it. No strings attached, just sex. You both had far too much going on to even consider an actual relationship with someone, so you helped each other out during lonely nights. 

To say you would miss him was a massive understatement but you knew he deserved to be happy. Happy with the love of his life,  Peggy Carter. 

Pulling away, you gently cupped his cheek before brushing your lips lightly against his. “You deserve happiness Steve. I won’t hold this against you, but don’t you dare forget about me.” you whispered as you playfully narrowed your eyes at him, poking a finger at his chest. 

He huffed out a laugh at your poor attempt at jest before pulling you close to him, searching your eyes for something more. 

“Steve, I am happy for you. After all that you’ve done for the world, you deserve a chance at being truly happy,” you said, offering him a genuine and what you hope was a reassuring smile. 

Looking lost, he gently nodded his head before pulling you towards the bed. One last time , you thought to yourself as you gave in to him. 

One last time, or so you thought.

Steve hadn’t meant to fall in love. 

What started out as a simple arrangement  of friendly banter and arguments by day and animalistic fucking by night ended up becoming the most passionate affair of his lifetime, and that in itself was saying a lot.

You were the one for him. He knew it and he believed it was high time you realised it too. 

But you? You were as clueless as they came. It was getting a little infuriating at this point, if Steve was being completely honest with himself. 

It was cute at first. How you would act as if you didn’t realise that he loved you. He bought right into the whole faux innocence act and he would be lying if he said it didn’t make him achingly hard and desperate for you. To have you on top of him, your tight little dripping hole stretching to accommodate his thick length as you moan and mewl wantonly. 

But even after months, when you failed to acknowledge how in love with you he was, it started to anger him. How you would have a flirty back and forth with Sam, or brush a perfectly manicured finger against a random stranger’s arm at the pub, bending over slightly while pushing your elbows together to give them an eyeful of your cleavage. All of it made his blood boil.  

So he decided, he had to have you. No matter what. 

He wouldn’t find a more perfect opportunity than this. Under the guise of going to return the stones, he had you believe that he wasn’t coming back, that he was going back to Peggy. Surely, that would make you insecure and you’d beg him to come back, beg him to not leave you. It was foolproof, he was sure of it. 

But when he told you he was leaving, your reaction shocked him. You weren’t desperate for him to come back, begging him to stay back and vowing to do anything to please him. Instead, you were happy for him. 

At first, he couldn’t believe his ears. Surely, you can’t be serious. Did you really not love him? 

He was quick to dispose off that thought though. He was the love of your life and you were his. You belonged with him. To him. He figured that it was all an act, to hide how you truly felt. It was then that he decided to take matters into his own hands. 

That’s how you found yourself in this predicament; groggy and confused, still half asleep in a bed that isn’t yours. Once you realise the bed isn’t actually yours, the bedding a baby pink as averse to the bright yellow of your own with every square inch covered by one too many pillows, you’re alert immediately. Where are you? 

You push the covers off of yourself and just as you’re about to set your feet on the floor, the door at the left corner of the roughly rectangular room swings open, a smiling Steve stepping inside before shutting and locking the door behind him. 

“Morning sleepy head. You’ve been out for quite a while now, almost had me worried there.” he sighed the last part, the eerily hopeful smile still glued to his face. 

You looked around yourself, taking in your surroundings before looking back up at Steve. You were in a room with clean white walls, a huge bed in the centre of the room with two twin nightstands on either side of it. There were no windows, only the door through which he had entered and that too on closer inspection seemed to be made of thick metal, too heavy for anyone without superhuman strength to even try to budge. 

“Where am I Steve? How are you still here?” you asked, you throat scratchy. 

“C’mon honey, sit up straight,” he said as he moved closer to you, holding a tall glass of water to your lips. 

Gulping down the water, you cleared your throat before asking again, “Where are we? How are you still here? I saw you leaving Steve,” you thought out loud, pushing the thick covers off of your body, suddenly feeling their presence suffocating, only to look down and find yourself in a ratty and oversized t-shirt and  boxer shorts, both you were sure you’d seen on Steve at some point in time. 

Steve took in your form hungrily, loving how you looked in his clothes. 

“You need to relax honey. I’ll answer all your questions, but not right now,” he said as he gently pushed you back on the bed, tucking you in. 

“No, I need you to tell me right now. What the fuck’s going on here exactly?” you said, throwing back the covers to move out of the bed but before you can blink, you’re pinned down by Steve’s body. 

“I will not tolerate such language from you. You’re mine and you’re going to do exactly as I say, is that clear honey?” he said almost sweetly but you knew it was all an act to hide how angry he truly was. You saw right through his facade. 

“Yours? Steve, the fuc-“ you cut yourself off on seeing his glare, “I- I uh, don’t get it. What are you on about?” you breathed out.

“No point in pretending anymore my love, I’m only doing what you were too scared to do. I know you love me, I just had to get you to admit it. What better way then a romantic little getaway. No phones, no one but the two of us,” he said in a sort of dazed voice while you just sat there, slack jawed and wide eyed.

“You-you, uh, you’ve lost it! You’ve gone absolutely mental! I don’t love you, and I’m sorry if I made you believe that I did but you need to let me go,” you said while pushing him back and quickly getting out of the bed. 

He grabbed you by your hips, spinning you around and pulling you close so you were right against his chest. 

“Stop acting coy, I know you want me just as much as I want you. Can’t you see? We’re supposed to be together, together forever. And while I won’t tolerate how you spoke to me just now, I’ll let it pass just this once.

“I know you’re stressed love, but you’ve got to accept it. You’re the love of my life. You belong to me. ” He whispered the last part slowly as his hands travelled down to the small of your back, grabbing your ass and squeezing it, making you gasp. 

His lips attacked yours, swallowing all your protests as he slowly guided you back to the bed, pushing you down on it. 

“Give me a chance to prove it to you, make you see how right we feel, together,” he mumbled as he peppered kisses down you neck and chest, occasionally sucking a dark mark, laying his claim on you. 

“Mine, mine, mine,” he kept mumbling as his hand reached to tug down your shorts, deft fingers prodding at your entrance. 

He rubbed his thumb in figure-8’s around your clit, drawing a strangled moan from you. Arms and legs giving up their struggle as you fisted the sheets, pleasure shooting up your spine. 

“Please, Steve,” you moaned breathily and you knew not if you begged for him to stop or for more. 

The cheeky bastard had the audacity to act innocent as he slowed his movements, “Please what, my love?” he asked and you could hear the smug smirk on his face.

“Let me go, please!” you yelled, struggling against his hold with renewed vigour. 

Smack!

“Wrong answer honey,” he growled as he landed another smack on your bare pussy, making you yelp. 

Easily pinning you down, he ran his fingers through your folds before collecting the wetness there, bringing his dripping fingers to your lips. 

“Suck.” he ordered. 

When you didn’t move to open your mouth, he pushed his fingers into the back of your throat, effectively choking you. 

“Bad girls don’t deserve to be prepared beforehand, do they?” he asked condescendingly before he plunged his thick cock into your unprepared channel. 

Immediately setting a punishing pace as his free hand grabbed hold of both your wrists, pinning them above your head. The sound of skin slapping against skin and the squelching of your drenched pussy only spurring him on. 

“Look at you, dripping for me. You’re enjoying this just as much as me, aren’t you? And yet, yet you deny me of something that can only be right. We belong together, can’t you see?” he said with a low growl. 

You moaned around his fingers, the shame of being close to your climax while he forced himself on you bringing tears to your eyes. 

Letting go of your wrists, he brushed away your tears, driving himself harshly into your dripping cunt, “Don’t cry my love, don’t cry for something you can’t change. We belong together, and I’ll make sure you see it.” 

Making true of his promise, he started pounding into you, deeper and harder, hitting the spot that made your mind go blank, not being able to focus on anything but the pleasure that only his cock could give, that only he could give . 

You let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a sob as you came undone, clenching down hard on his cock, milking him. 

Grunting as he emptied himself inside of you, he slowly removed his fingers from your mouth, bringing his lips to yours for a rather chaste kiss considering he’d been balls deep in you just seconds ago. 

“I deserve to be happy. You said it yourself, my love. After all that I’ve done for this world, it’s the least I deserve. And we’re going to be so happy,” he mumbled into your ear, more for himself than you as he wrapped his arms around your waist tightly, keeping you close to his body as your eyelids started to droop. 

Oh, whatever were you going to do now? 

[nico-esoterica]

How To: Manifest a Celeb SP (Romantic)

TLDR; It's the same as manifesting a 'normal' person! But I've added some additional tips for safety precautions and sustainable outcomes~

Read these and put them together. Learn to see yourself in relation to this person differently, learn to value yourself, and start telling yourself that you're already in a relationship IRL with them, they're talking to you, etc. And just let the universe do the rest. Do not go back and forth about it or change your mind. Let the 'what ifs?' die to stop delays. You either have this person or you do not. If you believe it can't happen or it's unrealistic for you, then yes, you're right. But if not, let's continue.

These are tips to shift your mindset to help you see how easy this is and you can apply it to anything:

Self Concept. Start developing an immaculate one. Put yourself on a pedestal, start telling yourself a new story about how great, wonderful, beautiful, etc, you are. In every area. Money, relationships, health. Start normalizing that you believe you're gorgeous and perfect. This isn't a requirement, but it's a fail-safe for your mental health. You do not need to lose weight, get surgery, or 'glow up' for anyone to love you. Ever. But it helps your self image if you already believe you're beautiful so it'll be easy to expect others think the same. Beauty is just a belief. You don't have to do anything to become it. You just are :)

Self Concept - Relationships. Same as above but you need to start changing the story you tell yourself about how your romantic relationships go. Your ideas about romantic partners should be idealized w/ 0 guilt. Saturate your mind with new ideas about perfect love, being put on a pedestal and being adored, cherished, etc. Go back to the ideas of romance you had as a child and let them take root again. Believe that only the best romantic partners are magnetized to you. Nothing else is necessary for this but if you feel that you'd benefit from shadow work or any sort of healing in this area, then do so. But just changing your assumptions about relationships is what it boils down to. This person is just a regular human being you will be dating, marrying, fucking, etc. Expect the best.

Instant Manifestation. Start telling yourself that you manifest instantly, within seconds, immediately etc. That nothing takes time. Even if it doesn't materialize, say it did. Eventually you'll start seeing little things pop up instantly. Celebrate those wins and maintain the story that everything instantly materializes and you never have to wait. How this person contacts you or how you bump into them, etc, will happen based on what you're unconsciously open to. If it's a late night DM, a concert parking lot, meeting them through a friend you haven't talked to in ages but they randomly reached out, etc. As long as you tell yourself that you manifest instantly, quickly, etc, and you're letting your new story marinate about your relationship, it's going to happen. Sometimes, people just wake up in new realities with it all set up with no preamble. That can be you if you believe it can be :)

Select 'Your' Version of this Person (Optional). If you already like the public image and the slivers of 'reality' of who this person is, then you're pretty much done and only have to think about your new awesome relationship. But if you want to tweak their habits or behavior like how Hailey Bieber had Justin get clean before they were serious, you can choose a version of your sp that's more compatible to you and your interests. This approach is the same that people follow when they manifest sps from scratch. Same thing. Write a list of new qualities, habits, or parts of their life you're writing in and start seeing your version of them instead of the original. Even if you don't see the changes, maintain that story and you eventually will. You can't trust what's on the surface sometimes. This also means that if you see the opposite story, you need to stand firm no-matter-what so you get the best version of this person.

Entertainment/Hollywood, etc. Regardless of anything you've heard, start changing the story you tell yourself about people who work in the business that you encounter. Start saying that they're well intentioned, that you only encounter well meaning and good natured people who are loyal to you and put you on a pedestal. This will be useful when you encounter people your sp works with including the industry itself. Just because others have had bad experiences doesn't mean that has to be you. Tell yourself that you're always the magical exception. You need to Mary Sue the living fuck out of this. Even if there's assholes, decide they're never around you or they never mistreat you, personally, ever. This is why, imo, having a strong SC pays off because when you're surrounded by beautiful and successful people, you'll feel comforted or at home or at ease opposed to small, bulliable, and intimidated. This is YOUR world now. Everyone else is just a side character within it.

Rumors, tabloids, stalkers, 'spin.' This is all my opinion and can be disregarded bc the top 3 are all you really need. But I'd go several steps further and start manifesting that you're always protected, no one but a trusted few know your identity and that your information is safe, there'll never be any leaks, and that everyone around you both are trustworthy. These last two tips work in tandem for a reason. They're like pillars under your relationship keeping it solid. Next, apply this to the internet. Start assuming that social media will never, ever learn about your relationship in any capacity. As long as you maintain that story despite anything you may see or hear, then any potential issues will be snuffed out or be seen as credible to the online world. Imo, I'd start assuming your safety immediately to avoid issues that'll throw your nervous system out of wack. I recommend to research Nervous System Regulation even if you find that you don't need it or use it. I'm just giving it to you so you have something in your arsenal to have. Should you decide TO let people know about you, choose that story in your head ahead of time and imagine different outlets reporting 'you' the way you want and they will. You can choose the what, how, means, and everything. Just, as always, don't change your mind! This is also a great opportunity to mention that Revision is a real thing in manifestation. Means changing the past. If anything was posted or reported that you didn't like, just tell yourself that it never happened. It'll get deleted or updated as false. Remember, this is YOUR world and always was. Only YOUR rules apply.

That's all :) Enjoy yourself, Icon <3

[mytragedyperson]

Dabihawks X super psycho love headcanons

Okay, I was in a music mood and now this song came on and it gave me DabiHawks ideas so, let's go with it.

Song is super psycho love by Simon Curtis.

Hawks actually becomes a villain AU? I think so. Why not?

So, it starts how it did in canon, Hawks is originally trying to join the League to spy on them for the Hero Safety commission.

He meets Dabi and is attracted to him but is also like but he's a villain and nothing's gonna happen

He is wrong

First encounters are the usual mix of threats and sexual tension that i've seen in the few DabiHawks fics I've read. Very much I'm attracted to you but I don't like you as a person, you know.

Hawks manages to join the League

This is when things start to change

Dabi is still suspicious of Hawks but is also horny and attracted to Hawks so he starts flirting with him, but only when it's just the two of them. When they're around the League he teeters between dismissive and insulting. He's either ignoring him or arguing with him.

Hawks is naturally confused but decides two can play at that game and starts returning the same energy

Naturally this results in them sleeping together

What does that mean it's friends, or in this case enemies, with benefits time, with a dash of secret relationship because Dabi does not want the League to know he's fucking Hawks.

Hawks is fine with keeping things a secret too because he doesn't want it to get back to the Hero Safety commission, because this is so not the mission. He was told to infiltrate the League. At no point was he told to sleep with one of the members. In fact, it was strongly discouraged

Meanwhile around the others, they still act like they hate each other. It's only partially an act. They still don't really like or trust each other but the sex is amazing and they just keep accidentally turning each other on, or maybe not so accidentally, and then dragging each other around to fuck.

This is a League of Villains are like family thing as well so at the same time, Hawks is slowly bonding with the League and starts having doubts about his mission.

Also some of the League kinda know or have a feeling something is going on between Dabi and Hawks but choose not to comment because they feel it's safer to just not know.

Anyway this continues for a while and slowly, it goes from enemies with benefits to friends with benefits. They start talking and very slowly, very cautiously start opening up and showing their softer sides.

This is a slowburn because trust is a very big problem.

And then Hawks starts developing feelings for Dabi

Dabi may or may not return these feelings yet, but if he does feel the same, he doesn't tell him.

And they're still pretending to hate each otehr around the League so Hawks feels even more confused and it slowly starts driving him insane.

Every day he cares a little less about his mission and his hero career, starts cring about the League members because he sees them just being normal (or as normal as they can be) people, falls in love with Dabi, starts blowing off hero stuff to hang out with the League, using the mission as an excuse.

Hawks finds out who Dabi is and what happened to him and how Endeavour treated him.

And he loses faith because, if that's their number one, and he's a child abuser and it was covered up

So Hawks returns honesty with honesty and admits his mission and how he doesn't want to go through with it anymore.

They both tell the League everything as well and, while there may be some distrust and negative reactions initially, they end up making up.

Dabi and Hawks get together.

The League exposes Endeavour and the Hero Public Safety Commission.

Todoroki Shouto surprises everyone when he backs up Dabi's story and shares his own experiences with Endeavour

turns out he knew Dabi was his brother all along

Maybe Shouto is the UA traitor in this one or maybe he just loves his brother, and hasn't forgiven his dad.

either way after this changes to the society are rapidly made, any corrupt heroes are rooted out.

The League of Villains do still recieve consequences for their crimes but they also get the help they need in terms of mental health.

And they kill All For One for using and manipulating Shigaraki

Okay I'm about done. If you liked this, my asks are open. Send a song and any character or ship from BNHA or one of the other fandomes in my pinned post and I'll do the same for them. I say ships meaning general relationships, not necessarily romantic ships

[cookybananas]

It's Casual Right? (Modern!Anakin Skywalker x Reader)

Inspired by the song: "Casual" by Chappell Roan

summary: A really poorly written slowburn with Modern!Anakin Skywalker. Padme, your best friend, introduces you to Anakin Skywalker at a party. You both become great friends and eventually friends with benefits. What happens if you start to feel something more with Anakin, but you learn he doesn't quite feel the same for you?

Anakin and I have been hooking up for about 5 months now. We both met each other at a frat party, where Padme had introduced me to him and his best friend, Ben Kenobi.

At first, we started out as really good friends. But one night, it had led to our bodies entwined together, lying naked under the sheets in his bed. The next morning, Anakin had told me wanted to keep it casual. He pitched the idea that we could be friends with benefits, to which I stupidly agreed with, not knowing that it would lead me to the position I'm in now.

He told me there would be no strings attached and we would still remain as good friends (with benefits of course). And that if we ever needed one another, one of us would make time to pop over at whosever house to have sex to release each other's stress. It was exciting the first couple of times, but eventually I lost that excitement when we were 3 months in the relationship.

I soon realized that I started to develop feelings for Anakin. I started to see him in a different light. I wanted something more with him. I wanted to hold hands with him wherever we walked together. I wanted to kiss him badly, and in a way where I wasn't filled with lust, but with love instead. I wanted to love him in a way where I would cook his favorite meal every time he came home. I wanted him to love me as much as I loved him. I didn't want to be his booty call, or the girl he would bang on his couch anymore. I wanted to be more to him. And I wanted him to see me as someone he would want those same things as well.

You see, I wouldn't be thinking and feeling this way if it weren't for Anakin wanting to bringing me everywhere with him. Sometimes he'll have his arm around me and would kiss me on the cheek or lips, as if we were a couple. I thought he would soon develop similar feelings for me, but I was wrong.

There was one time Anakin's mother, Shmi, had invited me to a gala dinner with her and Anakin's new stepfather, Cliegg. When she had asked me if Anakin and I were dating over dinner, Anakin had quickly shot down his mother's question. To which surprised her and Cliegg and had left an uncomfortable silence between us for the rest of evening. Anakin's response felt like as if a knife had ran through my heart. That same night after dinner, Anakin and I got into an argument in the car ride to my house.

"Anakin. You confuse me, you know that right? How could you invite me to dinner with your parents and tell them that we aren't a thing?" I spoke up, knowing damn well that we weren't even considered a "thing" in the first place in his mind. But I wanted to press him further about his response from dinner. Because what kind of man brings you to meet his parents for the first time at a fancy dinner gala?

"Because we aren't Y/N! We aren't official or anything, and you know that. What do you not get about that?" He huffed out in annoyance, as he gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Then why aren't we a "thing" Anakin? Have you ever considered my feelings that maybe I want to be more than just some girl you fuck? I hear it all the time in class. Especially the shit that you tell your friends." I throw at him. To which he pulled the car over the side of road to park and turned towards me.

"What exactly have you heard from my friends that I could have possibly told them?" He asked sternly, his gaze never leaving mine. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You don't remember any of it do you? You don't remember bragging to your friends the very first time we fucked, you boasted about how you made me came first, when in reality it was you who did in the first place?" I snarled at him. Anakin looked down at his lap, thinking to himself. Remembering the only person he had told about your first time together was to Ben, but he didn't think his roommate would twist the narrative or tell anyone else about it.

"That's not what happened-"

"It doesn't fucking matter Anakin. I hear all of these rumors about me from my classmates, your friends, and even my own friends...Do you even think to care about me?"

"I-I do Y/N. Trust me, I do-"

"If you truly did, you wouldn't have said any of that shit about me in the first place. Now just drive. I want to go home." I said one last time, fixing myself to look out towards my window. The rest of car ride remained silent. Anakin wished me a goodnight as I was getting out of his car. But I didn't say anything to him and I slammed the car door shut in his face as I made my way into my shared apartment with Padme.

-

Just two days after that argument, Anakin had picked me up that afternoon, acting as if the argument that had occur two days prior didn't even happen. He took me to the pier to hang out with his some of his friends that day. After hanging out with them all day till sundown, Anakin had drove us to a parking lot right by the ocean. Knowing where it would lead to us, I had found my legs tossed over Anakin's shoulders as his strong hands gripped my thighs. Anakin was knee deep in the passenger seat as he ate me out as I moaned out his name and profanities. This was just how our relationship had come down to. When I would get upset at him or he would get upset at me, we would argue, and he would apologize through sex and act as if nothing happened.

I don't know why I kept doing this to myself. Why did I continue to stay with him if I already knew he didn't feel the same for me? Perhaps, I was just a loser. I guess the reason why I put up with it for so long was that I worried he would cut me off and the future that I had wished with him would disappear with him.

But that was thrown out the window anyways. I was at another frat party that Padme forced me to go with her. The last frat party I had went to was when I first met Anakin and Ben.

I was scanning the room only to find Anakin in the corner of the room making out with another girl. Anakin's arms trapped her in as her hands roamed all over his body. I stood there and watched in disgust and in hurt. How could he do this to me? I know we aren't dating and he's free to do anything, but why did it hurt so fucking much?

I don't know what got into me, but next thing I know I was making my way to where they were and confronted Anakin. The girl he had between his arms and had just slobbered his lips scurried away from me.

"Anakin. What the fuck?!" I said to him, now holding his arm so he wouldn't lose his balance. He looked a little tipsy and almost fell backwards if I didn't held him.

"What's your problem Y/N?!" He slurred as he shoved my hand off of him.

"You. You are my problem Anakin! How could you do this to me?! Why do you keep hurting me like this?!" I said as my voice started to crack. Tears started to form in my eyes as I balled my fists. I was furious with him.

Anakin stood there, trying to process what was going on before giving me a response.

"We aren't even dating Y/N! God. You are so infuriating. Just let me do what I want." He argued back, which set me off. Next thing I know, it became a screaming match. Both Anakin and I were yelling loud enough to make the people around us look at us with concern. Padme, Ben, and some of Anakin's friends made their way to the yelling and immediately recognized our voices.

Padme and Ben dragged me away from Anakin, who was be being held back by his roommates, Rex and Cody.

"You such an asshole Anakin! I hope-" My words were cut off when Ben put his hand over my mouth as he dragged my flailing body outside of the house.

Ben sat next to me on the porch stairs in front of the house as I was curled into a ball, crying into my arms. Padme sat next to me and embraced my form.

"Why does he keep doing this? Why do I keep doing this to myself?" I rambled on, continuing to sob into my arms. Ben and Padme looked at each other before Ben spoke up.

"Anakin is very stupid Y/N. It's frustrating that he doesn't realize what he has in front of him...I promise you, it's not you, it's him that needs to figure it out." Ben said softly, rubbing my back. Though Ben and I didn't talk to each other as much, he was very sweet and caring towards me.

"I think it's time you have to end what you and Anakin have going on Y/N...It's clearly affecting you. And it's clear that Anakin doesn't feel the same for you." Padme spoke up. She's right, I much as I hated her being blunt, she was honest and got her point across at least. Padme had put up so much with me when I came to her about Anakin. There were so many times where I had come back to the apartment in a sour mood after seeing Anakin and she would have to hear it from me the thousandth time.

"Can you just take me back home?" I whispered to Padme, who nodded in response.

"I'm gonna go check on-" Ben was cut off when he heard footsteps approach us. The three us turned around to see Anakin, Rex, and Cody towering over us.

"Um, Skyguy wants to talk to you." Cody cleared his throat. Padme looked over to me, to which I told her it'll be okay. Ben, Padme, Cody, and Rex made their way back into the house to give Anakin and I space.

Anakin sat next to me, as I quickly wiped away my tears. We both sat in silence before Anakin spoke up.

"I...I'm sorry Y/N." He said, fidgeting with his fingers, a habit he had whenever he was feeling nervous.

"It's..okay Anakin." I whispered out, looking down at my feet.

"Look...I understand that you probably wouldn't want to be friends anymore...But do know, that I cherished every moment I had with you."

I sat there, processing what he had just said. I didn't know what to say to him. I sat there thinking to myself, trying to find a response.

"Did you ever think about having a future with me?" I queried, now looking up at him. Anakin looked at me and didn't say anything. He stared at the ground, in deep thought.

"I did, and I still do."

"If you do, then what's stopping you from asking me to your girlfriend?"

"I-I don't know..." He mustered out. My heart was breaking at his responses. Why couldn't I have been more for him? Why can't he want me as much as I want him?

Nonetheless, his responses were all I needed to hear. Padme was right. The countless times she has told me to end this relationship and that I deserved someone better. Someone who was deserving of my love and would actually love me back.

I stood up from where I sat. Anakin looked up at me at my sudden motion.

"It was great while it lasted Anakin. I just wished you reciprocated the same feelings I have for you...I'll see you around." I said to him one last time. Anakin was about to say something, but I already had left him as I made my way back into the house to find Padme.

"Hey, you ready to go?" Padme asked me. I nodded in response. We both made our way out of the house and towards her car. Feeling that someone was watching me from afar, I turned around and saw Anakin leaning on the railing of the porch, staring back at me.

I gave him a small smile, to which he returned. I looked at him one last time before getting into the car. Despite it being nighttime, I could see the sadness in his eyes.

I let out a sigh as I buckled myself in.

"Are ya ready?" Padme asked me.

"Yes ma'am." I said, before we drove off back to our apartment.

[hottestthingalive]

ok so i know i’ve been dorothy gale-posting late at night recently but for those unaware of the lore I need to explain to you why the wizard of oz series by L Frank Baum is in fact Gay TM and not just because all the characters are friends of dorothy.

so just about everyone knows the plot of the first book. the first book was huge. the first book is incredibly famous. the first book got a monumentally famous movie adaptation and inspired countless works after it including critically acclaimed plays, books, and songs/albums. but while the first book is great and features some fascinating little tidbits about nick chopper/the tin woodman and the scarecrow’s developing ‘friendship’, the second book is where it really starts getting good. because the marvelous land of oz has it all: single teenage fathers. the women of oz deciding to unionize. depressed furniture chimeras. the scarecrow talking about how he and nick chopper are Such Good Friends Such Great Friends and eventually deciding to move in with nick chopper permanently (and notably, the old cover features the two of them sitting across from each other like they’re the main characters, which they super aren’t, but good for them and their old man yuri anyways). Here’s an actual quote from the book about their relationship:

“Thank you,” replied Ozma. “Some day I may accept the invitation. But what is to become of the Scarecrow?”

“I shall return with my friend the Tin Woodman,” said the stuffed one, seriously. “We have decided never to be parted in the future.”

But lastly, and perhaps most famously, my favorite queer plot point from this book: the main character, who for the entire book has been Tip, The Boy, transitioning to become Ozma, The Fairy Queen Of Oz.

It’s slightly more complicated than I’m making it out to be—it’s a whole thing about Mombi having taken Ozma in as a baby and changing her into Tip so she can’t be princess anymore—but notably there’s two bits that really have made people hold up Ozma as a trans icon. The first is how Tip is like “um but I’ve never not been a boy” and Glinda basically says “that sucks. want to be a girl?” and they have a whole talk about it, wherein Tip is understandably nervous and Glinda explains that if he decides to turn into Ozma he can’t really go back (which in the context of the time reads more like an awakening thing a la the Matrix movies than the gender rigidity we might read it as today). and Tip turns to his friends and goes “well. Could be fun. let’s do it” and then takes a magic potion and wakes up as Ozma.

but what really matters to me specifically is the second bit: that when told that she is actually a girl, and when meeting her for the first time as Ozma, her friends are totally fucking chill with it. which is WILD, for a book published in 1904: but they all just basically go “huh! Good for you!” while also acknowledging a thing that I think goes under acknowledged in a lot of queer media: that the self pre and post transition are, in fact, Different. the book shows this in a quick conversation between Tip/Ozma and the rest of the cast, but specifically Jack Pumpkinhead:

“I hope none of you will care less for me than you did before. I’m just the same Tip, you know; only—only—”

“Only you’re different!” said the Pumpkinhead; and everyone thought it was the wisest speech he had ever made.

But the point is that her being different isn’t bad—in fact, it’s quite good, both for Ozma herself and Oz as a whole. She finds that she likes being a girl, that she’s more comfortable in her skin that way, and Oz benefits by having its princess returned and Jinjur ousted. Ozma’s ‘transition’ is never reacted to negatively by anyone but Tip (who is, as stated earlier, incredibly apprehensive and taken aback by the whole thing) or by figures like Jinjur, for political reasons.

This book, like all of the Oz books, of course is not perfect (Baum was likely a feminist, but his writing is full of the casual sexism typical of his time, and he notably said and wrote extraordinarily racist things, especially regarding his editorials on the death of Sitting Bull, the massacre at Wounded Knee, and the Lakota people as a whole), but it establishes a stronger queer undertone to the Oz books that continues through the rest of the series, and into pop culture today. Many modern adaptations play into these themes, such as the excellent, ongoing Yellow Brick Ramble comic by Daisy Finch McGuire (@/gastrophobia here on tumblr), which adapts the story through the lens of Ozma explicitly being a trans girl, as well as perhaps Oz’s most famous adaptation, Wicked, which in the book features a complicated but explicitly queer relationship between Glinda and Elphaba, and in the musical features perhaps one of the most queercoded songs in sapphic history.

Basically, this is a very long post to say that while many people know and acknowledge the relationship of the Wizard of Oz to queer history and art, I think it’s important we also acknowledge the following books in the series as being just as, if not more, queer than the first, and that the merits of fame do not mean that it has more value than what came after it. and also Ozma was a trans icon

[proudahgase-exol]

Call it whatever

Baekhyun × reader Ft.( bestie Jongdae )

Summary: you have a wired relationship with Baek you don't know what to call your relationship with him. Are you dating? Are you friends? Friends with benefits?What are you

Warning: smut(not really), cussing, friends with benefits to lover? Is the even a warning?

I meet Baekhyun when I audition for a drama four years ago we become friends but we barely talk. That was until last year we run into each at the most famous club in Seoul we were drunk out of our minds and we ended up naked in his bedroom. The next day was awkward I got changed and said my goodbyes to Baekhyun. A few hours later he texted me telling me he wanted to do it again and I dumbly agree.

I started to develop a crush on him after three months into our complicated relationship. On the sixth month, he told me he had a girlfriend but he wanted to continue what we had with out anyone knowing.

And that's when I started to question this relationship.

What were we? We never hung out like friends do. We didn't act like a couple. And it wasn't friends with benefits.

I started to distance myself before I got hurt but it was never a success because every the time I try I ended up naked next to him.

I asked my best friend for advice and I only got called dumb and he said I was only being used as a sexual pleasure for Baekhyun.

"Jongdae I don't know what to do anymore what am I doing wrong? I tell myself I won't fuck him again and the next thing I know I Wake up naked in his bed. I tell my best friend as I walk back and forth in front of him

"You did this to yourself, you had so many opportunities to get out of that situation but you didn't. Now your balls deep in love with him." Dae said as he rolled his eyes

" why can't I get a man like you. Your wife is so lucky to have you. And what do I get?? I get to be some fuck buddy to some guy who's in a relationship" | said seating Down next to Chen

"You will find a man that loves you and respect's you like I love and respect my wife," he said as he ended me a water from the coffee table

" Chen sweetheart don't get my hopes up because I don't know if I am able to handle a heartbreak," I said as

I pull my phone out to find a message from Baek.

"It's him right? Well, go on. Go get fuck once again just to end up disappointed like always." He said getting up from the couch and walking up the door

I will end it tonight or try to convince him that I'm better than her." I said to Jongdae

"Sure call me when either of those happened I'll make sure my wife is there to see you making a fool of yourself," he said with a smirk

"Don't bring her into this she's a good woman I don't want her to pity me" I said looking at him annoyed

"Just come over to our place she said she did comfort you better than me." He said walking out the door.

After I got done getting ready I makes my way to Baekhyun's place. I was about to knock on the door when it opened and Baekhyun pulled me inside and slammed me on the wall and kissed me harshly.

Fuck baby I been thinking about your tight pussy I been dying to be buried in this pussy of yours." He said between kisses

"Beek no wait I-" he cut me off

"Shh baby let me pleasure you the way you like it." He said taking us to his bed

He kept kissing me until I pushed off him. I got up from the bed and fix the dress I was wearing. And sat down on their edge bed of and looked at baekhyun

“Look I think we should stop all of this I don't even know why we should call this relationship but it just needs to stop,” I said looking at him dead in the eye.

“ what why all of a sudden? Why do you want to end this? You can call it whatever but tell me why you want to end it” Baek asked walking back and forth.

“I can call it whatever? Really Baekhyun what do I want I can’t have it and you dating some I can’t do this anymore I can’t keep being your side bitch I’m so sick of this” I said getting defensive.

“What is it that you want from this then and your not my side bitch don’t ever say that” he said back angrily.

“Are you fucking serious that's what the fuck am I? Your friend I’m not. so explain shit. And what I want is to be your only one. Can’t you see I like you can’t you tell me that I’m so in love with you? Don’t you remember two months ago when I called you drunk and said I loved you?? Are you only using me for your own personal pleasure?? I asked angrily with tears running down my cheeks.

“Y/n I thought it was the alcohol and I’m sorry for not seeing your love sooner I’m so sorry,” he said seating next to me.

“ It's whatever now I think I should leave before your girlfriend get home” I send getting up from the bed

“She’s gone, I broke up with her after she found out about you she new I didn’t like her. Y/n I’m sorry for taking so long I just thought you didn’t like me that but now that I know you feel the same way can we start all over with a date and see where this takes us? I really want to try to be in a relationship with you.” Baekhyun said getting up and getting in front of me.

“ I’ll give you another chance but please this time don’t make me doubt our relationship” I am taking his hand in mine.

“ baby this time you don’t have to call it water this time you can call it a beautiful relationship between two idiots.” He replied as he leaned for a kiss.

After a few months later Baekhyun and I started a serious relationship he was a much different Baekhyun than the one I previously knew he was sweeter and more romantic. When Jongdae found out we were dating he was extremely happy but we’re d Baekhyun of hurting me.

I hope you guys liked it and I’m sorry for how bad it was I didn’t really know we’re I was going with it.

[sunshinechay]

I’m gonna give Chimon the benefit of the doubt. I can buy that the first kiss was a shock and initially awkward. The next kiss(es) has to be better though or atleast open your fucking mouth. He’s worked with Perth long enough that there really isn’t any excuse at this point. If we continue to get a half committed performance from Chimon that will bring down my overall personal grade of the show. It’s already been sliding because they’ve been rushing development. Moving from one plot point to the next at 100mph. The realism and believability of the main couple is the most important thing that I look for in a bl. If I’m not sold on that then it brings down my enjoyment level of a show.

That’s absolutely fair! I’m in a similar boat myself. It’s definitely not the best in terms of execution and the show is made worse for it, but I’m still enjoying it enough to want to keep going. So far Kang and Sailom still feel believable to me (if only because they’re both 17/18 and very clearly have no experience with romance at all) and the next few episodes are going to test that in terms of their romantic relationship and I look forward to it. Kang is quickly becoming a character I enjoy watching, especially because of the way in which his family and his history are teased without everything being revealed. I am also still enjoying Sailom and his angst and his want for better for himself. I’m even here for Guy and Nawa (they’re not the enemies to lovers we were expecting, but they are the enemies to lovers we seem to be getting and I’m okay with that) and Pimfah and the student teacher (who’s name I can never seem to remember and I feel bad about that fact but it’s also my fault because every time her face appears onscreen I think of Maggie and NLMG and yeah…)

I’m a fiction writer by interest so I’m usually here for the story telling and development. Believably is definitely a big on for me as well, but I usually try to reserve my judgement until the end. If I enjoy the ride, I’ll usually score it higher, even if the show doesn’t altogether make sense/is coherent. However, I completely understand why you may not feel the same, everyone looks for different things when they go into a show. If at the end of the show, it’s just a bad now, well I guess that will be egg on my face and I’m okay with that.

My approach to any BL is to go into it with tentative optimism, varying levels of excitement and low expectations. It is very rare that my expectations are high going into a BL. The only one I can think of right now that I had high expectations going in is I Feel You Linger In The Air, which is meeting and exceeding my expectations every week. I didn’t even have high expectations for Only Friends and that show is very good as many of us knew it would be.

I do hope the show gets better and the pacing and the kisses get better, but I guess we won’t know until we get there. Still I’m on this ride until the end and I’m glad you’re going to join me Anon. It’s gonna be a wild ride either way but for now, we can only hope the ride is worth it.

[moorishflower]

Trope Game

Thanks for tagging me @sleepsonfutons! :D

There's honestly not TONS of tropes that I'm an extremely hard 'no' on but let's see

Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?

-10 -> very dissuaded

0 - don't care either way

+10 -> very enticed

nope -> if it's a hard no and you'd never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you'd insta click out of the fic if it wasn't tagged

Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it's conditional.

Age gap: +2

It depends on the fic, honestly. I rather like the sugar daddy dynamic sometimes, but it's not something that I go out of my way to look for. And you have to be careful about where the line is. A 22 y/o and a 45 y/o is acceptable (everyone is a consenting adult), but a 16 y/o and a 25 y/o isn't. Like, even in places where 16 is the age of consent, there's fundamental differences in expectations of the relationship, in brain development, in power dynamics, etc.

Codependency: +1

Meh. I like my characters in each others' pockets, but capable of LEAVING said pockets, you know?

Obsession/Possessiveness, jealousy: +10*

With the caveat that the possessiveness is ENJOYABLE to one or both partners.

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc): +10

Listen I'm a simple person with simple desires and it becomes infinitely better when the sunshiney one is the one who's fucking INSANE and feral and dangerous

Enemies to lovers, Enemies with benefits: +5

I used to like this trope a lot more when I was younger, but these days I prefer the chemistry to start out in a positive light! Still a good, solid trope though.

Friends with benefits: +4

I don't seek it out specifically, but I've seen it written VERY well. Especially combined with...

Sex to feelings: +4

...this one!

Fake dating/relationship: +10

Absolutely. Yes. Give me 5000 fics where the characters have to meet each others' parents because they lied and said they were engaged. Give me all the oneshots where they're both in a club and pretend to be together to avoid being hit on. YES.

Friends to lovers: +5

A good, dependable trope. I'm less interested in childhood friends to lovers, just because I find the way it's presented sometimes boring? But whatever insane shit Neil Gaiman is doing with the characters who are "friends" for centuries, I am ALWAYS there for it.

Found Family: +10

I mean I'm a queer millennial how could I NOT like found family stuff.

Hurt/Comfort: +7

I enjoy a good hurt/comfort fic BUT I am picky about the ratio of hurt to comfort. I...actually get bored if there is TOO MUCH comfort, lol. They have to be equal, or very slightly more one than the other.

Love Triangle: 0/+8

Like for so many others, it's a 0 if the love triangle resolves with only two of the three getting together, but becomes a solid positive if it resolves with poly.

Poly, open relationships: +8/0

I like a good poly fic, I just read for the want of a jewel by @formlessvoidbeast and REALLY enjoyed it. I'm neutral on open relationships, though! Read some good smutty oneshots, haven't really read as many like, plotty long things with that dynamic.

Mistaken/hidden identity: 0

Neutral! Could go either way.

Monsterfucking: +10 +10 +10 +10 +10

Listen I don't know what you want me to say here

Pregnancy: -5/0

Yeah this is such a weird one for me. A few years ago this would've been a solid 'nope' no matter what. Biological pregnancy is VERY weird to me. I'm not against children or babies! I don't care if other people wanna get pregnant! But I am very much not mentally wired for it. Even mpreg or other forms of like otherwise fantastical pregnancy makes me feel a little off. On the other hand, non-biological methods of baby acquisition are pretty neutral to me, and to go with found family, I love when characters ADOPT kids.

Breeding kink is totally separate from actual pregnancy don't @ me

Second Chance: -4

Breakups and divorce make me sad so I don't tend to read fics that use them as a plot hook.

Slowburn: +10

Looking at my AO3 account, I also don't know what you want me to say here like

I have simple needs

Soulmates: +8

I really like when the soulmates trope does some absolutely wild shit. Whoever invented the soulmate goose was on my level. Give me more fic where they don't have their soulmate's name on them but they have like, their soulmate's scars or they share tattoos and so there's a whole culture built up around having unique tattoos in obvious places in the hopes that someone will recognize it. I like the worldbuilding okay?

I'll tag anyone who sees this and feels like interacting! Always fun to see what people are into most <3

[vi-does-stuff]

a small snippet from a fic I’ve been working on — reader and Obi-Wan go to the same uni but are in different friend groups which coincidentally dislike each other quite a lot. the two of them become secret ‘friends’ with benefits though, and the relationship develops from there…

“Oh, baby, you’re not going yet, are you?” The voice is more mocking than you’d like, but then again so is everything about Obi-Wan. He stretches out in bed, hands behind his head rendering him completely at ease.

You sigh in the middle of re-dressing yourself. “I said I’d study at Lawrence’s this evening. So I have to go.”

“Don’t you want to go for another round, though?”

Okay, perhaps you would like to stay here for a bit longer. Something about Obi-Wan’s room is oddly comforting to you, and no matter how much of a prick he may be, you enjoy the time you spend in his arms. “I’m meant to be there in twenty minutes, and I need to pick up some stuff from mine first.” Not to mention you need to make yourself look marginally less like you’ve just been fucked.

Obi-Wan rolls his eyes. “Come on, it’ll be fine. It doesn’t matter if you’re a little late.” Against all common sense, you pause before pulling your top back over your head. “And wouldn’t you rather be here than somewhere else where you have to study?”

He removes one hand from behind his head to pat the empty space in the bed next to him, and you can’t help but walk back over. His grin is ridiculous, but the way it makes your heart jump means that you don’t really care about that too much. He gestures to your clothes. “May as well take them back off, you don’t need them just yet.”

There’s no real grace to the way you remove your clothing again, but that doesn’t seem to matter to Obi-Wan, his eyes fixed on your body as it’s revealed to him again. No matter how long you’ve been doing this, he never seems to get tired of watching you bare yourself to him. To be completely honest, it’s the same for you; even now, you find your gaze drawn to the muscles of his arms, right there for you to look at and be distracted by.

He’s still grinning when you slip back into bed, meeting in the middle for a deep, slow kiss as his hand goes to your hip to pull you closer to him.

You’re late for the study session. Very late. And you can still feel the last of Obi-Wan’s cum sliding out of you as your friends ask what took you so long.

[fsanyadarkpaw]

Livia, a half-drow warlock, deeply in love with Gale, ready to destroy the world for him

Artano asked me to write ALL OF THEM and I can't say no to them SO HERE WE GO

She was not born in Baldur's Gate, but in the Underdark. Her mother is a scientist from the Society of Brilliance (so it's not surprising that Livia herself is half-drow….).

She has a younger sister Lolrand, with whom they have a rather strange relationship.

The girl's father was never known, but Livia was very close to her mother until she grew up and realized that the Society of Brilliance is very… questionable…

^

She doesn't really believe in any gods, although she knows that they exist. But since it's hard to contact them directly, she can't really learn the "terms of the deal", so she prefers not to contact the divine: who knows what price they will ask of her.

Lola has been gifted with magical capabilities from her youth, but she does not develop in any way, only cares about becoming famous. Livia, on the other hand, was a completely ordinary child with a great love for knowledge and interest in magic. It was because of this interest and desire to help people that she made a deal with an arch-fey, receiving magical power in return.

Because of the deal, Livia was constantly rushing to different corners of Fayrun with errands from her patroness. Besides, she was glad to go to the other side of the continent to visit some library or academy.

Due to constant travelling, she was never able to get herself a pet, but after meeting Gale, she grew attached to Tara.

Sincerely believes that she is looking for ways to help everyone around, and at the same time quench her thirst for knowledge.

She was often hit on, but no one could compete with her love for science and research. She also overwhelmed anyone who talked to her with fact dumping.

She is familiar with the whole Society and many inhabitants of the Underdark. She worked for Lorroakan in his library for a very short time, but got tired of him.

Nope, no guild.

Few people knew about her, I'm sure. She doesn't like to attract attention, especially because of her background (no one likes drow).

There were no peers in the Society, but she loved spending time with them, helping them collect crystals and mushrooms.

Livia rarely gets any warm feelings for things, but she always carries a book about the language of flowers, that her mother gave her. Sometimes she sends postcards with flowers (dried or painted) to her friends and family to convey some brief messages.

As a child, she often played together with her sister and caught fireflies and lizards. Once they confused a firefly with a fairy, who screamed at them and almost cursed them, but it made a huge impression on both.

As soon as they came out of the Underdark, suddenly her Drow origin became a huge problem, and she still remembers with annoyance all that she heard about herself, not quite understanding how she deserved it.

As a child, she wanted to become a part of Society and serve the benefit of people around.

She often thinks about the moment when she left home after the deal. Her mother had quite conflicting feelings about all this, especially since Livia began to speak very negatively about Society. It was a necessary, albeit bitter parting.

She is not familiar with anyone from the highest circles, and she has never sought acquaintance. She is not interested in political intrigues, the only connections with those in power arose against the background of attempts to obtain permits for research or staying in certain places.

Initially, she studied at home, then attended several academies. In general, her whole life is a continuous learning process here and there.

No children.

While working for Lorroakan, she was targeted by vampire spawns a couple of times because she couldn't work during the day due to light sensitivity. They never managed to lure her anywhere, as she doesn't understand flirting, and she also annoyed the fuck out of everyone up with her talk about magic, and in general she wasn't interested in romantic stuff before meeting Gale.

original post with the questions here

[euphoricfilter]

Fuck I had other thoughts in the past few days. But my head went blank esp after seeing the bulge pics again omg... Ok new thought. Mostly soft and a lil horny lol. (the duality to the last ask omg lol) How would Yoongi act in a situation where he falls in love with a friend with benefits mc? Maybe make it idol Yoongi or not. I'm imagining more of idol Yoongi thought. I guess they'd meet at a bar. Maybe she's a rapper performing at a smaller club. i feel like he'd prefer quiet bars. but would go to loud clubs to drown out his thoughts. or be dragged along by jimin or hobi maybe. Oh, it could be kinda cute if she was singing on the street. And he dms her on a private acc. They talk and become friends. Phone and video calls. Then, they hang out irl. Imagine she doesn't know he's a famous idol. Eventually they'd be friends with benefits somehow. omg what if mc or both of them are virgins?? i imagine he'd go to her place for hookups. Would he be soft or not in bed before he fell in love? Maybe they have late night talks for a while before he leaves. Maybe he'd start staying the night after he falls in love with her. What would make him fall in love with her? And then he'd make her breakfast in the morning. Just him being his cute, acts of service self more. And letting himself be more vulnerable with her. But he would be too shy and scared to confess until much later. Maybe mc has to confess first. I imagine either could accidentally confess while drunk or jealous. Pretend there's no angst and they easily get into a relationship. Would he bring her to his place for comfy dates before or after they get into a relationship?

-🖤

i had to stop writing my hobi fic because of the yoongi bulge photos they’ve consumed my thoughts

ooo interesting question, even cuter if they were actually both virgins. i think he’d be open to it, though i don’t think he initially went into being fwb with the intention of falling in love, however i don’t think he’d ignore his feelings especially if he really liked the person

if it is idol yoongi i think he’d be a little reserved, wary about his status but i think it’s cuter if he went into a small bar, very quiet during the week, maybe he’s stuck for inspiration and namjoon convinces him to get out the studio for the night so they end up in the basement where he meets indie singer m/c

and maybe that’s where he asks for her social media and messages her from a private account

maybe she isn’t on her phone all that often or doesn’t follow trends so that’s why she doesn’t know who he is but he’s okay with that. it’s refreshing that someone wants to get to know him, for him, as min yoongi and not the rapper, producer, idol that everyone else sees him as

them just being all shy and nervous because neither of them have had sex 😭 it would be so cute. maybe yoongi’s a little more experienced, handjobs in high school and making out with previous partners so naturally he takes on the leading roll and maybe that’s how their dynamic develops

i think because they’re both so inexperienced it’d be soft in the beginning but maybe as they slowly fall in love, discover each others’ bodies a little more, become a little more confident is when they would introduce new kinks/ roles in the bedroom

them just starting to live at one another’s apartments :( maybe they don’t even realize and one morning the m/c wakes up to yoongi cooking and she thinks that maybe she could get used to this sight every day but maybe she’s too shy to tell yoongi so she just asks him to stay for the night with the excuse of it getting too late

i don’t think it would be one specific thing that makes him fall in love. i think irl he’s said that he likes people based on who they are as a person, and maybe she just becomes a comfort, maybe it’s because of her passion for music, or because she’s so soft and gentle and just everything he never knew he was looking for, or maybe he just likes all those things because it’s her, no one reason the basis behind his growing love for her

yoongi would definitely be able to hold his alcohol more than her but maybe it’s around christmas time and they’ve both decided to spend the holidays together. maybe yoongi puts a piece of holly up above the door and later that evening, a little tipsy the m/c spots it and makes her move and yoongi would be a little stunned before he’s leaning back in for another light peck. and he asks the next morning what that kiss meant and she just gets all shy on him and he can’t help but smile and maybe that’s where their relationship really starts (like they hadn’t been acting like a couple for almost 2 years)

i think very soon into them meeting he would take her to his place and maybe later on his studio. maybe they’re both homebodies so neither feel the need to go out all the time and just sit and enjoy one another’s company

no angst!! this is a purely fluffy universe where they’re very much in love and that’s all there is to it

[thepancakewitch]

Heavenly Peach Banquet - Momoko's Relationship Web

more self reference more than anything // keeping track of everybody in her relationship sphere

Jiraiya

Sexual - Romantic - Platonic

EXTREME PDA

Touchy Feely with one another constantly - always hands on

By extension, always cuddling or glued to one another somehow

Jiraiya becomes more of a romantic with her over time and takes care of her

Boobies - either sex

Public stuff

"Im gonna impregnate you"

Actually does

Regrets a lot of shit but feels less alone with Naruto and Momoko

"Accidentally" runs into her while she's traveling for missions

Not really the jealous type but worries about her safety

New Era

Probably one of the biggest loves of her life, she is still grieving and healing but she tries to think of him fondly.

Tsunade

Platonic - Sometimes sexual?

Two peas in a pod, double trouble

Have had wayyy too many girls night out

Always relies on one another

Shizune

Platonic - Sometimes sexual?

Momo genuinely thinks she’s cute

Loves her to bits

Orochimaru

Sexual - Platonic

CONFUSING

An EXTREMELY one sided love from Momoko

Yamato & Jiraiya realllyyy hates that she sees him

Jiraiya is more sympathetic/can see why

Yamato just hates it

Momoko is an object to Orochimaru but a fun one at that

He likes being near her but I think Orochimaru is aromantic, so it’s just not in his dna/doesn’t care to

But will fuck

"I wanted kids"

Adopts Mitsuki

Creates a child between Yamato and her… and ofc some snake dna

tries to experiment with Lotus

"i mean hes my long time friend's son…"

Doesn't really get jealous but will grab her when he needs her

New Era

Long time friends with benefits.

Usually will pick up Mitsuki and be a mom to him, is sometimes told to knock it off by either of them.

Gaara

Sexual - Romantic - Platonic

married

Really protective/clingy

ALWAYS in a cuddle pile with her

Loves to eat her out

Still finds it hard to speak sometimes since she is so overwhelming, but he likes it

Always wanting to kiss

Developed an infatuation with her fairly early on in his life

Kankuro and Tamari: idgi but you do you

Does get jealous of Yamato often

LORD KAZEKAGE I NEED MY WIFE BACK

"maybe in another week"

Chunin Exams

First meeting!

After Shippuden

Opens up to Momoko and confesses his love for her. Momo is ELATED and ofc reciprocates.

New Era

Despite his roles as Kazekage, he often allows her to visit or will drop into Konohanakagure. They see each other at least monthly.

Archive…. Yamato

Sexual - Romantic - Platonic

Momoko’s rock.

Need to work on them more……. I just want it to work ok

Has trouble not being invisible

Momoko dotes on him a lot/coaxes it out/boosts him up

Kakashi: Don’t you want to spend time in the sunshine? Yamato’s mind wanders to spending time with Momoko……

Is really shocked/hurt/betrayed to hear she’s wrapped up with Orochimaru

Easily made to be jealous, but also sort of into hot wifing so it's a weird line to walk

New Era

The main malewife.

Kakashi

Sexual? - Platonic

New Era

Hangs out with Yamato and her a lot.

Might Guy

Romantic - Platonic

New Era

YEA

Obito Uchiha & Rin

Platonic

New Era

Kakashi and Momo always will visit their graves together, she serves as a sort of back up support.

Ebisu

Sexual? - Platonic

New Era

Zz

Iruka

Platonic - Flirty

New Era

Zzzz

Koji Kashin

Runs into him at some point, is overwhelmed and becomes obsessed with finding him. Asks for Orochimaru’s help to track him down.

Amado

Tries to beat his ass regularly, extremely angry about him having Jiraiya’s DNA.

Gets chilled out by his claim that Yamato is a clone as well, but is his own person.

Mitsuki

Momoko’s godson in a way….

Log

Another one of Momoko’s sons………………

Created Family

Lotus - Jiraiya & Momo’s Son

He’s a good boi…… promise

Is an absolute terror on the village

Destroys stuff regularly

Has started training in Toad jutsus since it’s in his DNA, combines with moms’ taijutsus techniques to make his new moveset, Slip & Slide

“Tadpole”

[svnoohe4rts]

fuck buddies, park sunghoon x reader

↳ pairing: sunghoon x fembodied!reader

↳ word count: 5,5k

↳ summary: park sunghoon never meant to fall in love with his fuckbuddy, yet he did. ↳ a/n: oh my the ending is so rushed I’M SORRY …..

↳ warnings: smut! minors dni, choking, dom!sunghoon, sub!reader, curse words, names such as slut etc (lemme know if there’s more i should add)

Stupid, stupid Park Sunghoon. He was stupid for violating the first rule of being fuck buddies, he was stupid for even thinking for a split second he would be able to maintain a relationship with you, a relationship where the two of you were nothing more than friends with benefits. 

It was supposed to be simple, so why was Sunghoon struggling? All he had to do was follow one simple rule. No emotional attachment, one stupid rule, yet Sunghoon had trouble trying to find the will to even try following it. It was like his mind had already been made up the second you two agreed to become friends with benefits, almost like his mind was already set on the fact that he would not follow the only rule that came with being friends with benefits. Stupid fucking Park Sunghoon.

It wasn’t exactly like you made it easier for him either, even though you had no clue about the way he felt. If you knew the way his heart would skip a beat every time you snuggled closer to him after sex, resting your head on his bare chest; or the way he’d be impatiently waiting by his phone every Saturday night so he wouldn’t miss when you called, you’d definitely would not still be sleeping with him. Because of that one dumb rule, the one fuck buddy law Sunghoon had violated when he fell in love with you.

He wished he would’ve set more rules. No cuddling after sex, no staying the night, no messaging each other if it’s not about meeting up, and especially not getting to know each other. But of course, he didn’t set those rules, thinking he’d actually be able to just be your fuck buddy; and look where that got him. It took a while for Sunghoon to even realize he had developed feelings for you, feelings that weren’t welcome in friends with benefits type of relationships; feelings that weren’t sexual attraction. It wasn’t until he found himself stroking your cheek as you peacefully slept right next to him, a small smile forming on his lips as he admired your features he realized he fucked up. Not only did he realize at that moment he fucked up, but that he fucked up hard. Real hard.

No matter how much he tried to distance himself from you after coming to the realization that he had fallen in love with you, at the end of the day he always managed to end up in your bed, above you, his lips attached to your neck as he listened to your sweet, broken whimpers coming from underneath him. Sunghoon quickly realized that no matter how hard he tried, he simply couldn’t stay away from you. So he made a promise to himself, that you would never know about his feelings in hopes that maybe one day he’d come to his senses and get over the stupid crush he had on you.

Or at least that’s what he thought. ‘’What?’’ Sunghoon managed to let out after a moment of silence, unable to look away from you. You nodded in response, a small smile plastered on your lips. ‘’You heard me. I got accepted into the school,’’ You excitedly exclaimed. Normally, Sunghoon would be beyond happy for you. He, out of all people, knew how hard you had worked to get into the school of your dreams; working late at night to save up money and the nights you weren’t working, you were studying. But as you told him the good news, he could feel his heart breaking. Maybe he would’ve been happy for you if the school wasn’t located across the country.

‘’So, you’ll be moving?’’ He declared, trying to hide his clenched fits by shoving both his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. Your smile slowly faded off your lips, rolling your eyes in response. ‘’I thought you’d be happy for me,’’ You mumbled, your gaze meeting the floor. Sunghoon mentally cursed at himself as he saw your reaction, letting out a small sigh as his hands left his back pockets. ‘’Y/N, of course I’m happy for you,’’ He reassured you, his big hands grabbing your soft ones; causing you to look back up at him. He gave you a small smile as he stroked the back of your hands using his thumbs, trying his best to convince you he was truly happy for you. And to his surprise, his desperate attempt to reassure you worked by the way a small smile crept back onto your lips.

Of course, Sunghoon was happy for you. But that didn’t change the fact that his heart felt like it was about to burst any minute, an aching feeling taking over his chest as the words trailed off your lips. The worst part was that there was no way he’d let you see how hard he was trying to hold his tears back at that point, because then you’d figure it all out. Which fuck buddy would ever cry finding out they’re moving? You’d figure out that Sunghoon fell in love with you, his fuck buddy, months ago; which was Sunghoons biggest secret at this point. So he had no other choice than to just suck it up, and make you believe he wasn’t phased by the fact that you were moving across the country.

‘’I was just making sure, you know?’’ He mumbled, not taking his eyes off of you. But the moment Sunghoon suddenly felt you wrap your arms around his neck, it suddenly became much harder to keep his cool. ‘’Thank you Sunghoon,’’ You murmured against this neck, causing Sunghoons heart to break even more. He let out a sigh as he wrapped his arms around your waist, the smell of your shampoo filling his nose as he rested his head on top of yours; making it even harder for the boy to keep calm.

In moments like these, Sunghoon wondered if maybe you felt the same way about him. The way you’d hug him every time the two of you saw each other, your gentle touch giving him goosebumps; he found it incredibly hard to believe you hugged everyone the same way you hugged him. ‘’Sorry to interrupt,’’ A voice suddenly exclaimed, causing Sunghoon to snap out of his thoughts as he felt your hands leave his neck. ‘’Heeseung! Guess what,’’ You excitedly let out, causing Sunghoon to spin around. As he watched you throw your arms around your friend's neck the exact same way you had done to him a minute ago, he realized he probably wasn’t that special after all.

Sunghoon tried his best to avoid you for the rest of the week. He stopped replying to your messages, he refused to acknowledge you whenever he passed you in the school hallways; all in a desperate attempt to spare himself from the heartbreak he would be experiencing if he didn’t distance himself; like he wasn’t already breaking his own heart trying to avoid you.

But as Friday night rolls around and he finds himself laying in his bed, staring at the ceiling; he comes to the realization that ignoring you probably hadn’t been the best idea. His friends had tried to convince him to join them for a night out, but Sunghoon had declined, claiming he wasn’t feeling too well. Which was true to some extent, but there was no way he’d tell his friends he was heartbroken because he had fallen in love with his fuck buddy who was now moving across the country in a couple of weeks; even the thought of it sounded pathetic to Sunghoon. Instead, he just told them he felt sick, probably due to the stress of school finishing in a couple of weeks. 

A buzzing sound caused Sunghoon to snap out of his thoughts, blinking as he realized he had zoned out; his eyes dry. He let out a groan as he reached for his phone, placing one of his hands on his forehead as he picked up the phone, not even bothering to look who was calling him. ‘’Jay, man, I’m not in the mood to hang out,’’ He muttered as he closed his eyes, rubbing them as he furrowed his eyebrows. Suddenly, a giggle was heard from the other line, causing Sunghoon to open his eyes; his eyebrows still furrowed. ‘’I’m not Jay, stupid.’’ He recognized your soft voice immediately, causing him to sit up straight. ‘’Y/N?’’ He asked, causing you to chuckle. ‘’Bingo,’’ You replied, causing Sunghoon to mentally slap himself.

All of his week-long hard work, thrown out the window, just like that. ‘’Why are you calling?’’ He mumbled, nibbling on his bottom lip as he waited for you to reply. ‘’Can I come over?’’ Your question caused Sunghoon to shut his eyes once again, biting his bottom lip in frustration as he realized he couldn’t let you come over. If he wanted to spare himself from the worst heartbreak ever known to mankind, he had to say no. ‘’I’m not feeling too well tonight Y/N,’’ He let out, trying his best to sound calm as he licked his lips; wanting to punch himself in the face for declining. ‘’I understand,’’ You let out after a short silence, causing Sunghoon to frown as he tried to figure out if it was disappointment lingering in your voice. ‘’Feel better soon, Hoon,’’ You let out, not a single trace of disappointment found in your now cheerful voice. Sunghoon muttered a ‘thank you’ before throwing the phone on top of the bedside table beside him, covering his face using both hands. ‘’Fuck,’’ He exclaimed as the feeling of shame washed over him, one of his fists colliding with the sheets of his bed.

The following Monday Sunghoon deeply regretted not coming with his friends, listening to the group of boys brag about their hectic Friday night. ‘’You should’ve seen the way we had to drag Jake out of there,’’ Jay muttered, gazing over at his friend who was sitting across the table. ‘’Shut the fuck up,’’ Jake mumbled, avoiding his friend's gaze; a chuckle escaping Sunghoon’s lips. ‘’I’d rather not actually,’’ Sunghoon replied, shifting his gaze over to Heeseung.

Heeseung had been quiet ever since the group arrived at the school cafeteria. His eyes had been glued to his phone the entire time, a small smile appearing on his lips every now and then; causing Sunghoon to furrow his eyebrows as yet another smile appeared on the older boy's lips, followed by a small chuckle. ‘’What’s the deal with him?’’ Sunghoon asked, looking over at the other two boys. Jay looked over at Heeseung before letting out a sigh, rolling his eyes. ‘’He apparently had the best sex of his life,’’ Jay mumbled, taking a sip of his drink. ‘’They’ve been texting each other ever since, he’s been like this since Friday.’’

A chuckle emerged from Sunghoons throat, playfully hitting his older friend; causing Heeseung to look up at him. ‘’Why haven't you told me about the best sex of your life?’’ Sunghoon asked, raising one of his eyebrows playfully; a smirk plastered on his lips. A tint of red washed over Heeseung’s cheeks, causing Sunghoon’s smirk to become even bigger. ‘’Don’t tell me you like her already, do you even know her name?’’ Jake chipped in, leaning back in his chair as he spoke. Sunghoon brought the straw that came with his drink towards his lips, raising both his eyebrows in anticipation as he waited for Heeseung to answer.

‘’Fuck off, of course I know her name,’’ Heeseung muttered, throwing an empty candy wrapper at Jake in an attempt to defend himself. A chuckle was heard from Sunghoon as he shook his head, happy that his friend had finally gotten his dick wet. ‘’It’s Y/N.’’

Sunghoon could’ve sworn that his heart stopped beating the moment he heard your name leave Heeseungs lips. He almost choked on his drink, clearing his throat in a desperate attempt to conceal the fact that he almost just choked. Surely it just had to be a joke, right? There was no way you had actually fucked Heeseung, right? He could hear his friends talking, but Sunghoon couldn’t bring himself to listen. ‘’Dude, we need to leave in like five minutes, finish your food,’’ Jay let out after a while, pushing Sunghoons food tray closer to him.

Suddenly, Sunghoon didn’t feel like eating.

You hadn’t heard or seen Sunghoon for days after your last phone call. A week had now passed and graduation was only a week away, another week closer to you moving across the country. You’d be lying if you said you haven’t thought about Sunghoon, because you had. A little too much. For some reason, a reason you couldn’t exactly pinpoint, he always found his way back into your mind; no matter what you were doing.

You had been sitting on your bedroom floor, folding your clothes as you were packing your bags; getting ready to move when suddenly an unfamiliar shirt fell out of your closet. As you held up the white t-shirt, way too big to be yours, you let out a small gasp as you realized who it belonged to. It was Sunghoons shirt, one of many he had let you borrow after spending the night at his house; forgetting to return it. You quickly grabbed your phone which was laying on the floor beside you, scrolling through your contacts until you eventually found Sunghoons name.

Hey, I found one of your shirts while packing, do you wanna come get it or should I just throw it out?

You were surprised to see that he read your message immediately, and even more surprised to see him typing within seconds after you tapped send.

I’ll come get it now.

He was there in less than 10 minutes, which was normal considering the fact that he only lived a couple of blocks away from your house. As you made your way towards the door a feeling of nervousness bubbles up inside of you, a feeling you had never felt around Sunghoon before; you were normally comfortable around him, so why were you feeling nervous all of a sudden? 

And there he was, dressed in his gray sweatpants and matching hoodie; leaning towards the wall of your house, his black hair covering his forehead. “Hi,” You let out, a small smile on your lips as you fiddled with the end of your shirt. “Hey.” He let out, not a single emotion lingering in his voice. You stared at him for a moment, confusion washing over you as he avoided your gaze; something he usually never did. “Can I come in?” He breathed after a moment, his eyes meeting yours. “Oh,” You mumbled as you took a step back, realizing you had been staring at him. “Yeah.”

The silence was almost eerie as Sunghoon sat down on your bed while you grabbed his shirt from your closet. “Here you go,” You mumbled as you handed him the shirt. Sunghoon just looked down at the shirt before grabbing it, his fingers grazing over yours; sending shivers down your spine. “Thanks.” He mumbled, placing the shirt in his lap. You couldn’t help but stare at him once again as he kept looking around, looking at anything but you. “I should get going, it’s quite late, but thank you for giving back my shirt,” He let out after a short, uncomfortable silence. He stood up, brushing his sweatpants as he started making his way towards the door.

“Sunghoon, wait,” You quickly let out, your hand grabbing his before you could even think. You could feel him tense up by your touch, causing him to look down at your hand before looking back up at you. “What’s wrong?” You asked, slightly furrowing your eyebrows as your eyes met his. He just stared at you for a moment, not a single emotion being displayed in his dark brown eyes. “Nothing’s wrong,” He mumbled as he snatched his hand away from you, letting his hand fall down by his side once again. “Don’t bullshit me.”

You could tell your words took him by surprise by the way his eyes widened, his eyebrows raised. You just kept staring at him, waiting for him to tell you what was wrong. But not a single word left the boy's mouth, the eerie silence returning. “Did I do something wrong? I’d much rather you tell me than have this weird situation happening,” You stated, biting your bottom lip in anticipation. “What do you mean, weird situation?” He asked, still not taking his eyes off you; the air growing more and more tense for each moment that passed. “Whatever this is, you ignoring me and then not even looking at me when you come over,” You replied, your eyebrows furrowed.

The chuckle that trailed off Sunghoons lips took you by surprise, not expecting him to laugh in a situation like this. He shook his head in disbelief as a small smile still lingered on his lips. “You should’ve thought about that before you fucked my best friend.” Your lips parted, but not a single word left your mouth. His words came as a surprise to you, your mind not being able to process what he just said. “What?” Was all you managed to get out, your voice low and almost shaky. At this point, you could feel his eyes burning into yours. “You heard me, you should’ve thought about that before fucking Heeseung.”

You had known both Sunghoon and Heeseung for about a year, being relatively close with both of them. The only difference was that Sunghoon was someone you slept with and Heeseung, well, he was just your friend. Until one drunken confession from his side and you being horny, that being said. “Sunghoon,” You breathed, your hands slightly shaking from the sudden shock. You didn’t know why you were so afraid of him finding out, you were only friends with benefits, after all. “So you have a nice night, Y/N,” Sunghoon mumbled as he began walking towards the door once again.

Had you known better, you probably wouldn’t have done what you did. And if Sunghoon hadn’t been the idiot he is, he probably wouldn’t have let what was about to happen actually happen. But as you watched him make his way towards the door, you couldn’t help but grab his hand once again, causing his steps to come to a halt. “Y/N, I swear to god,” Sunghoon muttered, becoming visibly agitated. But before he could continue his sentence, he suddenly felt your soft lips crash against his own. You placed your hands against his chest, squeezing your eyes shut as you hoped he’d kiss you back.

So when you felt his hands sneak around your waist, his lips hungrily moving against your own; you felt your whole body relax. You let out a whimper as he pulled you closer using the material of your shirt, his knuckles turning white from the amount of pressure he was using to grab your shirt. Your hands found their way towards his hair, slightly tugging at it as you stumbled backwards; lips still hungrily moving in sync as your back hit the wall behind you. “Fuck you,” Sunghoon hissed into your ear as he placed a sloppy kiss right underneath your ear, causing your eyes to flutter shut from the pleasure once again. He nibbled at your sensitive skin, his hands traveling down the sides of your body until he reached your ass; squeezing it. “Fuck you for doing this to me.” He mumbled against your skin, causing you to tilt your head to give him easier access.

As he sucked on your skin until it broke, a shaky moan left your mouth; your hands still tugging at his hair. A low groan escaped his lips as his hands continued exploring your body. He looked up at you, his eyes low as one of his hands found its way around your throat. “Bed, now.” He grunted, applying more pressure around your throat; causing you to nod eagerly.

If there was one thing you loved about sex with Sunghoon, it was definitely his way of asserting dominance. The way his eyes would turn dark and how his already deep voice would drop a few octaves, it was more than enough for you to get soaking wet. You quickly plopped down on your bed, watching him in anticipation as he made his way over to you. He grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at him before swiping his thumb across your bottom lip. “You don’t think I deserve an apology, hm? For fucking my best friend?” You nodded in response, waiting in anticipation for his next move. He slowly pushed his thumb into your mouth, your tongue greeting it by coating it in saliva. A hiss left his mouth, the bulge in his pants growing as he watched you swirl your tongue around his thumb. “I fucking hate you,” He muttered as he pulled his thumb away, pulling his sweatpants down; moving closer to you.

You quickly got on your knees, pressing a soft kiss onto the skin above the waistband of his underwear; pulling his boxers down. His cock sprung up, hitting his abdomen; his tip leaking precum and begging for attention. You slowly grabbed his cock in your hand, looking back up at him. “Don’t play with me Y/N.” He warned, licking his bottom lip as he watched you slowly approach his hard cock. You only nodded in response as you stuck your tongue out, swirling it around the tip of his cock. Another hiss was heard from him as you gently licked the tip of his cock, his hand finding its way into your hair. You wrapped your lips around his red tip, slowly letting his length go down your throat as you tried fitting all of it into your mouth. Another groan was heard from Sunghoon as your nose touched the base of his cock, slowly guiding your mouth up and down using your hair. “C’mon baby, I know you can go faster than that,” He breathed as you slowly started bobbing your head back and forth.

And just like that, he felt you take all of him in your mouth once again, swirling your tongue around his cock before bobbing your head up and down once again. Sunghoon let his head fall backwards as his lips parted, a groan escaping his mouth. “Just like that,” He mumbled under his breath, grabbing your hair more aggressively; snapping his hips forwards. He could feel you gag against his cock, causing him to let out a moan; repeating his actions. Before you knew it, he was fucking your mouth. You looked up at him, tears filling your eyes as your eyes met his. “Such a slut,” He mumbled as he continued thrusting into your mouth, before suddenly pulling your mouth off his cock; leaving you gasping for air, saliva dripping off your chin.

Before you could protest, he quickly bent down and slammed his lips against yours; completely discarding the fact that there was saliva dripping off your face as he pushed his tongue into your mouth. You whimpered as you felt him take your bottom lip between his teeth, sucking on it harshly; your hair still wrapped around his fist as he forced your head back. “I want you naked, m’kay?” He hissed as he pulled away, leaving your lips bruised from the harsh kiss. You eagerly nodded in response as he let go of the grip he had on your hair, sitting down on your bed. You quickly got rid of your shirt and pants, a small groan leaving Sunghoons lips as your bare chest became exposed. “Not even wearing a bra, knowing I was coming over?” He groaned as he placed his hands on your waist, pulling you on top of him so you were hovering just above his crotch.

You desperately tried grinding your still clothed core against his painfully hard cock, but the grip he had on your waist only hardened as he noticed your desperate attempt. “You really think I’m gonna fuck you? After you went behind my back and fucked my best friend?” He chuckled, causing a whimper to leave your lips as you felt your walls clench around nothing. “Hoon, please,” You whispered, your eyes meeting his dark ones.

A small smirk formed on his lips as he listened to you begging, his eyes now scanning your body. One of his hands slowly made its way down your body while the other one kept a steady grip on your waist, preventing you from grinding on his hard cock. His hand slowly reached your now soaked underwear, using his thumb to swipe across your still clothed clit. The sudden touch made you gasp, jolting your hips forwards; desperate for more. Another chuckle left Sunghoons lips, shaking his head. “I thought I said I wanted you naked, so how come you’re still wearing your panties?” He tilted his head, raising one of his eyebrows. His hand gripped your hips, his nails digging into your skin as he further prevented you from grinding against his crotch. ‘’Not even gonna reply, hm? Turn around for me.’’

You quickly did as you were told, plopping down between his legs; your back resting against his chest. You felt his hot breath tickling your neck, one of his hands gently stroking one of your inner thighs. “Who got you this wet? Was it Heeseung?” He whispered into your ear, causing you to quickly shake your head. “No,” You whimpered, feeling his plump lips pressing kisses against your neck. “Then who got you this wet?” He repeated his question, his hand slowly moving closer to your core which was now throbbing from the lack of attention. “You, you got me this wet Hoon,” You let out, a low chuckle escaping Sunghoons lips.

A sudden slap against your clothed core took you by surprise, causing your lower body to jolt forwards as a moan left your lips. “Let’s see if Heeseung could ever make you feel this good.” He didn’t even give you a chance to process his words before his hand sneaked inside your soaking panties, his finger running up and down your slit; collecting the wetness that was now almost dripping down your inner thighs. Another moan left your mouth as his fingers finally rubbed against your clit, your eyes shutting in pleasure. 

You knew no one could ever make you feel as good as Sunghoon. He practically knew your body like the back of his palm at this point, knowing exactly what to do in order for you to practically scream his name. ‘’So wet,’’ He murmured behind you, his fingers still rubbing circles over your clit. ‘’Need you, Hoon,’’ You managed to get out, practically grinding yourself against his fingers at this point. One of his hands reached for your breasts, pinching one of your nipples; feeling his cock twitch against your back as a moan left your mouth. Suddenly, you felt him push one of his fingers inside of you; your walls clenching around his digits as another moan escaped your lips. A groan was heard from the boy behind you as he slowly started thrusting his finger in and out of you. ‘’You’re so fucking tight, how are you supposed to take my cock?’’ He mumbled into your ear, pressing a sloppy kiss underneath it. ‘’More,’’ You whimpered, your pussy begging for more at this point.

Sunghoon didn’t even hesitate before sliding in yet another finger, stretching out your walls before slowly fucking you once again using his fingers. At this point you were a whimpering mess, grabbing onto his biceps as you watched his fingers thrusting in and out of you. ‘’You think anyone could ever make you feel like this?’’ Before you could even reply he curled his fingers, immediately hitting your g-spot; causing a loud moan to leave your mouth. ‘’No,’’ You moaned as his digits kept hitting your g-spot, feeling a knot in your stomach starting to form. ‘’You gonna cum all over my fingers, hm?’’ He groaned into your ear, his words turning you on even more; nodding your head as you felt your orgasm closing in on you.

Just as you felt the knot in your stomach come undone, his fingers suddenly slipped out of you. A shaky moan left your lips as you slammed your legs shut, tears threatening to leave your eyes as Sunghoon chuckled behind you. ‘’You really think I’m gonna let you cum tonight?’’ He whispered into your ear, ‘’Hoon,’’ You whimpered, desperate to reach your high at this point. ‘’Get those panties off right now and get on top of me and I’ll consider letting you cum.’’

You had never listened to someone faster in your entire life, quickly slipping your panties down your legs before getting on top of him. He leaned against the headboard of your bed, slowly stroking his cock which was now leaking precum and throbbing from the lack of attention. You straddled over his cock, his tip brushing against your wet entrance; a groan leaving Sunghoons lips as he lined the tip of his cock against your entrance. You looked up at him, placing your hands on his shoulder for support. He licked his bottom lip as his eyes met yours; his hands on your waist.

He didn’t even prepare you before slamming your hips down, causing him to fill you up immediately; a broken whimper leaving your throat. ‘’Fuck,’’ He groaned, throwing his head back from the pleasure washing over him. Before you could even get used to his grith, he quickly snapped his hips forwards once again; moans leaving your mouth as he stretched you out. His movements were quick and sharp, the sound of your wetness meeting his skin filling the room; combined with your loud moans. ‘’Tell me how good I’m fucking you,’’ He hissed as he continued pounding into you, one of his hands wrapping around your throat. ‘’You fuck me so good,’’ You moaned, your eyes meeting his. ‘’No one could ever fuck me as well you do,’’ You breathed; feeling his thrusts getting sloppier as his lips parted in pleasure. ‘’Damn right.’’ He groaned as he snapped his hips forwards, earning yet another loud moan from you. 

The familiar feeling of warmth once again started filling up your stomach, his thrusts bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm. ‘’Please let me cum Hoon,’’ You whimpered as he continued pounding into you, his hand still wrapped around your throat. ‘’Make a mess all over my cock baby,’’ He whispered, his sloppy thrusts telling you his orgasm was approaching as well. As the words left his mouth, you felt the knot come undone; almost screaming as you came all over his cock, seeing stars as pleasure washed over you. He suddenly pulled out, his warm seed spilling all over his lower stomach as he groaned in pleasure. He slowly loosened his grip around your throat, the only sound being the two fo you trying to catch your breath; almost collapsing on top of him. He pulled you towards him, pressing a warm kiss against your soft lips, earning one last moan from you.

You collapsed beside him after a moment, your whole body feeling numb as you tried catching your breath. You were too tired to even keep your eyes open, feeling the boy beside you stand up before exiting the room; heading towards the bathroom to clean himself up and get something to clean you up with.

But as he returned, your soft snores filled the room; a sigh escaping Sunghoons lips as he realized you had fallen asleep. He slowly approached you, sitting down beside you. He stroked your cheek, running his hand through your hair as a small smile spread across his lips. He pressed a kiss on top of your forehead before pulling the sheets over your body, staring at you for a moment. ‘’I wish you knew how much I loved you Y/N.’’

The morning sun peaked through your curtains, causing you to slowly open your eyes. A small sigh left your lips as you rubbed your eyes, looking over at the other side of the bed; expecting Sunghoon to lay by your side. But to your surprise, he was nowhere to be seen. ‘’Sunghoon?’’ You called out, your voice cracking as you furrowed your eyebrows. You waited for a second for the boy to reply, thinking maybe he was in the bathroom; but there was never a reply. You were left laying alone in your bed, with nothing but the memories from the previous night and your thoughts.

It was probably for the best anyways.

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Can I request S56 for Mingyu? I was thinking maybe you two have been FWB for awhile and he started developing feelings. He never admits to it that is until he finds out from one of the other members (maybe Seokmin) that you’ve been going on dates with Seungcheol. He ends up convincing Seok to spy in on one of these said dates and “accidentally” bumps into you guys at a restaurant. Long stories short you guys fuck in the bathroom and you get even more confused about your relationship than you were before.

Hiii, thanks a lot for the request, I hope I did it justice and enjoy!🥵🔥

This... wow... was hot to write. Since I know how many of you guys are hoes for Mingyu (my last prompt literally got 200 notes within 24 hours after I uploaded it (thank you so much for that!), here you have another one.

Jealousy Looks Good On You | Chapter One

Prompt (Smut): 56. “Are you fucking him?”, “That’s none of your business.”, “Answer the damn question.”

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Requests, asks, and taglist are open :)

Warnings: smut (18+), semi-public sex (public bathroom), cursing, jealousy

Trope: friends with benefits to ???

Pairing: Mingyu x Reader, S.Coups x Reader

Word count: 4.6k

A/N: Please be ware: this has kinda a long backstory, I'm sorryyy :/ Not gonna lie though... kinda want to turn this into a series. I would have imagines this as sort of like the second part of it (first one would be the backstory of you and Mingyu becoming fwb, and then the third one would be figuring out your relationship), so let me know if you're interested! :)

Dates And A Bathroom

(Y=You, M=Mingyu)

M: Can I come over tonight?

Y: Sorry, I'm out.

Mingyu has been getting the same sort of answers from you for the past three weeks: I'm not home, I'm out, can't sorry. Receiving these messages also meant that he hasn't been able to see you in this time, and he was getting noticeably irritated by it - not getting to feel your body up against his own was not doing him any good. Even the members started noticing it, telling him to just go out and find someone else to let his frustration out on, but the truth was... he didn't want anyone else. He could never do the things he does to you to anyone else. And even though he hadn't told any of the other guys this, didn't mean they couldn't tell, as it was clear as the sky is blue that Mingyu's feelings got stronger for the person he had sworn was only a friend he casually slept with from time to time.

M: With who?

As much as the 24-year old didn't want to sound nosy or frustrated, he couldn't help but wonder who you were ditching him for, once again.

You had to think twice about what exactly you were going to answer your long term friend, that you have been fucking casually, on his question.

Y: Coups. Sorry, maybe next week :)

You hoped that maybe your additional text would cover it up well enough... you really hoped so.

The relationship Mingyu and you had built up had gotten more and more confusing over the span of the last few months that you had this 'thing' going on. Both of you agreed that sleeping with each other to get over your built-up frustration and horniness was a good idea, but the last few weeks made you start doubting this.

You also never meant for this to happen: meeting up on dates with Seungcheol came up randomly. But you'd be lying if you said that you hadn't been enjoying his presence for the past dates that you guys shared. He was kind, sweet, respectful, and truly everything a woman could wish for, and him asking you out first was definitely not something you could have ever seen coming. The two of you agreed to start casually and just see where it would lead to. You also agreed to keep it a secret from Mingyu... just in case, it wouldn't work out. There was nothing wrong with that, right? Then why does it kinda not feel right...

Why did you start going out with him? You were trying to convince yourself that it was because you started looking for something more serious, something more meaningful than just fucking around... deep down though, you knew that you could potentially have the same thing with Mi- no, no, no, no way, he was just your friend and you were having fun. Seungcheol could be something serious though... right?

The tall man scuffed at the message he received, and responded:

M: Alright, have fun, be careful.

Not meaning any of it... besides the 'be careful'.

He walked out of his room and came to sight with DK lounging on their couch in the living room.

"Wanna go out tonight? Maybe invite the other 97s?" He wanted to know, throwing himself onto the cushion next to his friend.

"I thought you're meeting up with (Y/N)." DK wondered.

The younger one shook his head, looking at the TV in front of them, "Nah, she's going out."

To which Dokyeom nodded, mindlessly looking at his phone, "Ah, right, I think Coups mentioned it."

Mingyu's head shot to his right, looking at the other guy, "What?" who then raised his head, "What?" The taller one sat up straighter, elbows on his knees, "What did you just say?" Suddenly the realisation of hit DK. He quickly shut his mouth that hung open and turned his attention back to his phone, "Nothing, sorry."

But Mingyu was having none of it, "No, no, no, what did you just say?"

"Nothing, I... I mixed something up," he tried defending himself, but he had never been a good liar. Not being quick enough to react, DK got his phone snatched out of his hands by Mingyu, who immediately put it under his butt.

"Hey, stop," the older one tried to reach for it, "Give it back." The black-haired member leaned back and stretched out his arm in which's hand the phone now was, "First, you repeat what you just said." The other 97 Liner gave up quickly, knowing he wouldn't win anyways, "Listen, it's not my place to say this", "Still you did, so repeat it."

With a sigh, he did, "Seungcheol mentioned it", making Mingyu raise his eyebrows, gesturing for him to continue, "That he's taking (Y/N) out tonight."

"What do you mean 'take out'?!" Mingyu's voice got significantly louder, standing up quickly. Dokyeom followed his action, now standing right in front of him, "Man, I don't know, they've been going out for a while now."

He couldn't believe his ears. Not knowing what to do, he just stood there. Dumbfounded, looking around the room, not focusing on anything particularly. Seokmin used that time and snatched his phone back from the other one's hand. "I'm sorry" He patted his shoulder. Just as he was about to leave, he felt a grasp on his arm, "Where?" He gave Mingyu a questioning look, "Where are they meeting up?"

"How am I supposed to know that? He just said he's taking her out, I don't know where," he defended himself.

"Then go and find it out," the tall member pointed to the door.

"Mingyu," Seokmin sighed, "You shouldn't-"

"Shouldn't what?! Huh? What shouldn't I do?!"

The two of them looked each other in the eyes, not saying a word. The older one could see the sorrow and hurt in his friend's eyes. He was one of the few ones who had been following your relationship since the beginning and who had been seeing Mingyu slowly falling in love with you... He didn't know how he was feeling, nor would he ever pretend to know, but he also knew that he couldn't let him down like this...

"Listen, I know this may be hard for you, but-" he tried talking him down, but again, that didn't work.

"But nothing! Just find out where he's going, Jesus Christ!" He was panting around the room, not knowing what to do.

"It's understandable that you're frustrated, but you can't-"

"Stop with the 'buts', you have no idea what I'm gonna do, I don't-"

"I know exactly what you're gonna do!" Suddenly also DK raised his voice, being done with the way Mingyu was speaking... shouting more, "I know you, dude! You're gonna find out where they are, and you're gonna do something you will regret." Mingyu scuffing didn't stop him from continuing, "I know you're in love with her. I know it. But do you really think trying to get in between her and Seungcheol is gonna do anything good? You don't even know what they're meeting up for."

"You know damn well why they're meeting up. Coups has always said he thought (Y/N) was pretty." He said back down, "Alright, so I am in love with her. Is it wrong to act on it?"

"It's not wrong, but do you really think it's worth it, what you want to do?" Dokyeom honestly wanted to know. Mingyu nodded his head with no hesitation.

10 minutes after DK left to go and squeeze the answer out of Chan who knew all the details about your date, which was a lot easier than thought, he sent Mingyu a quick text with the address of the restaurant and added the time their friend had told him.

M: You're coming with me. Meet me at my car in 5 minutes.

The oldest 97 Liner knew it was useless to argue with his friend and decided, helping him by trying to keep his mind clear would be better than letting him go alone and possibly ruin everything he had built up with not only you but also his friendship with S.Coups.

--- At The Restaurant ---

Seungcheol opened the door for you and motioned for you to walk in first. The restaurant was definitely more expensive than any other you would ever visit by yourself, but he insisted that your third date should be a little bit more special. As soon as you got to the hostess, he let her know under which name he made a reservation and you were led to your designated table. There, the gentleman he was, Seungcheol got behind your chair and pulled it back, for you to sit down.

The moment you sat down, a waiter showed up with the wine card and menu, which you left all to Cheol since you had found out he had quite the knowledge when it came to these things. As always, you picked up a conversation easily, falling into a comfortable talk quickly as the wine got served first.

"I think the guys are getting a bit nosy," the man in front of you mentioned. You quickly put down your glass from which you were about to take a sip, "What do you mean?" An uneasy feeling spreading in your stomach. "Chan asked me where we're going tonight," he laughed it off. You tried fake laughing to not make him notice the thoughts that were going on inside your head, 'Why did he want to know?' 'Did he talk to Mingyu?' 'Does he know something?'

You've been having to deal with these worries for the past weeks in which you had been meeting up. Seungcheol quickly notices, "You okay?" Your head shot up quickly, looking into his worried eyes, "Yeah, I just- I just remembered something, it's fine." You shrugged it off and he bought it thankfully.

After another few minutes, suddenly two presences showed up next to you, "Oh, may we serve you tonight," Dokyeom jokingly acted like a waiter. The two of you who had been sitting at the table looked up, only to meet the eyes of Mingyu and DK.

"What are you doing here?" Their friend immediately asked, receiving an awkward chuckle from the oldest '97 Liner. As the two were talking, Mingyu's ice-cold stare never left your eyes - you could feel his disappointment and fury.

"Oh we- we were just walking down the street and saw you through the window. And we thought we could join you." Without hesitation, both of the guys got themselves seated at your table for four - the still smiling guy next to Seungcheol and the man you didn't want to see next to you.

DK was good at keeping up the small talk, Coups nodding and conversing with him, Mingyu mostly just listening, but you couldn't focus for the life of you. Your hands were in your lap, picking at your nails, a bad habit that comes out when you're nervous. Your mindset was everywhere but at what was happening at the table. Why was he here? What was he trying to do? Why did you have to lie? Just telling him the truth would have saved you from this incredibly uncomfortable situation you were in. Mingyu seemed to notice the way your head hung low, and his gaze drifted to your hands, seeing your fingers fiddling. He moved his hand over to yours to grasp them under the table but as soon as you felt his touch, you pushed his hands away, lifted your hand and interrupted the conversation that was going on, "So, are we going to order something to eat?"

As much as you wanted to leave the scene, you knew that this wouldn't stop Dokyeom and Mingyu from following you and, to be honest, you couldn't care less right now. You were not only annoyed at him following you to your date but that he had the audacity to interrupt it as well.

After you went first to grab the card and look at the menu, the others followed your action. Seungcheol noticed your change of posture and attitude, "Maybe we should go somewhere else?" He directed the question to the group while looking at you, so you knew that it was meant for you, but he didn't want to make it too obvious.

"No, it's fine," You gave him a fake smile, feeling Mingyu's side-eye glance.

"Hyung," the man next to you suddenly spoke up, "What made you choose this restaurant?" But you couldn't even hear Cheol's answer. You were focused on Mingyu... too focused on him. He felt your eyes on him, making him turn his head and look you directly in the eyes, to which you quickly looked away. After a few more seconds of trying to read the menu, you suddenly felt a big hand softly placing itself on your thigh. Your heartbeat quickened immediately, and you almost gasped.

"You okay?" Seungcheol sounded worried. You got a smile as an answer, "Yeah, all fine," in the same moment that you took the hand on your thigh in yours and tried to get it off, when it suddenly gripped it hard, making you sit straighter and place the card back on the table.

"I never knew you liked (Y/N)," Mingyu started again, "Why did you want to take her out?"

"Don't answer that," You quickly stopped Seungcheol, who already had opened his mouth.

"Hm?" He looked at you surprised, so you repeated, "Don't answer his question," before turning to your left, "And you stop asking stupid questions?"

Mingyu gave you a smirk, "Why stupid questions? I just wanted to know-", "No." You interrupted him.

Then you felt his grip tighten again as his eyes never left your face, "Then you tell me," this made you turn back to him, "Why didn't you tell me-"

"I'm sorry," you showed a finger to Cheol, "Could you excuse us for a minute?" Not waiting on an answer as you asked him rhetorically, you stood up and dragged Mingyu with you by his hand. You stopped once you reached the back of the restaurant, where the toilets were, opening one door, not letting go of his hand until both of you were inside, out of side from his friends.

"Oh, so now you need me?" He cockily asked, ready to grab your hips, but you only slapped his hands away, "I don't want them to see me slapping you," you explained, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What is wrong with me?" He scuffed, "I'm not the one going out behind my friend's back!"

"Behind your back?! This has nothing to do with you!" You raised your voice.

"He's one of my best friends, of course, it's my business," he lied. Yes, of course, Seungcheol was one of his closest friends. But that was not why he felt like it was his business.

"No. Me and him meeting up has nothing to do with you."

"Yes, it does. I have to look at you two," he simply stated, leaning back on the sink.

"Wow," you crossed your arms, "Real mature. We're friends. My love life does not involve you."

He pushed himself off the sink and started approaching you slowly, "I think you're forgetting that I'm still the one fucking you, not him." His actions and words made you back at the same speed that he was walking up to you, just until you hit the counter behind you.

"How would you know?" At this point, you were more than just annoyed and didn't think too much about the words falling from your lips.

"What did you just say?" Mingyu raised one eyebrow, looking you dead in the eyes. Instead of answering him, you simply looked away, avoiding his stare. Suddenly, you felt his hand grab your jaw tightly, turning your head to meat his face, "Are you fucking him?", "That's none of your business." You copied his stare. Both of your faces were close enough to feel the other one's breath against your lips. His grip switched from your jaw to your neck but was just as tight, "Answer the damn question."

"Or what?" You decided to challenge him, feeling the effect of his body this close to you as your legs got wobblier and your breathing quickened.

"Or I'm going to fuck you so hard that the entire restaurant will hear you screaming my name." No words could leave your mouth as your breath hitched and you had to gulp, processing what Mingyu just said.

Both of you only exchanged the same desire in your eyes, words weren't needed, as he knew exactly what you were asking for by the way your stare switched from his eyes to his lips repeatedly. Another smirk formed on his lips before he loosened his grip to place the palm of his hand on your cheek and pull you in for a hard kiss. Without hesitation, your hands went to the back of his neck, trying to pull him even closer, as your lips were quickly moving against each other. The way his tongue started entering your mouth made you forget the public situation you were in and you just went along with whatever he was doing.

"You got all dolled up for him, just for me to absolutely ruin you now," he cockily noticed as he had found the seam of your dress.

"Shut up," you quickly answered, pulling on his hair in the back of his neck, earning a deep moan from him. As soon as his hands were able to get underneath your dress, it didn't take long to get rid of your underwear, as he simply just ripped them off of you, making you gasp, "Are you out of your mind?" You hit him in the chest, which only seemed to make him more confident in his actions.

"I felt how much more you just got turned on by that, so shut that pretty little mouth of yours and be a good girl and turn around." You quickly did as you were told, way too turned on to wait any longer for him to finally do something about it.

His lips started placing kisses below your ear before travelling down your neck and to your shoulders, all while looking at you through the mirror you were now facing. Your head fell back as soon as you started feeling his big hands grabbing your naked ass and squeezing it.

"And you think Cheol could get you turned on that quickly, huh?"

As your mind was elsewhere, you didn't answer, but only moaned when he started sucking on the sweet spot where your neck and shoulder met, before suddenly stopping.

"If you don't answer me, I won't touch you. Answer me, and I'll make sure you won't be able to walk back to the table normally," he whispered in your ear, your eyes meeting when both of you looked into the mirror.

"So, I'm gonna ask again," you started feeling his hands raising up your dress and reaching to the front, finding your core quickly, "You think Seungcheol could make you this wet?" He asked just as his fingers grazed over your entrance, feeling your wetness already pouring out of you.

"No," you shakingly answered as he started circling your clit.

"No, what? Use your words well," he demanded.

"No, he can't make me this wet," you moaned when his index finger found its way back to your entrance, but his thumb stayed on your bundle of nerves, "Fuck, Mingyu..."

You could hear his left hand working on opening his belt to get his pants down, but as it was getting too hard, he had to use his right one as well, leaving your core, making you whine.

"Don't get whiny. You didn't want me to fuck you in the first place today." Mingyu gripped your hips harshly and made sure your ass lined up perfectly with his now free dick.

"I'm sorry," you said breathlessly, looking at him by staring straight ahead.

"You should be sorry to everyone in the restaurant once they hear your beautiful moans."

As you felt his dick now on your ass, you started moving your hips, and both of his hands went back to your front - left was working on your clit, when the right middle and ring finger slammed into you. A loud moan left your mouth at the sudden action, and your back hit his chest.

His fingers quickly moved in and out of you, making the sounds of your wetness echoing through the bathroom.

"Mingyu," you moaned. "Yeah? Come on, you can be louder than that." He made it almost sound challenging. His eyes never left your face in the mirror, looking at the way your mouth was hanging open, moans leaving it every now and then - this is the sight he wanted to see for the rest of his life.

Your hands were trying to hold onto something but could only find both of his forearms, which you were holding onto for dear life. The speed at which Mingyu kept on moving his fingers, you could have sworn he lifted you off the ground just by them every time he slammed them inside you. He switched up his motions from going inside and out to also moving them inside you by curling them up, hitting that rough spot just right, making you almost scream, but you were able to quickly stop yourself by pressing your lips together.

As soon as Mingyu saw that, his right hand came up to your mouth, spreading your wetness around it, releasing your lips from pressing against each other, "No, no, you're not holding in any of those pretty moans. I want to hear all of them. Let them know who makes you that good", he stated in a normal tone. After sucking off your wetness off his fingers, he put them back to where they were, this time, not making you hold back any loud sounds.

"Mingyuuuu," you dragged out his name as his motions made you bounce.

"Fuck, I'll never get enough of hearing that," he admitted with a moan as he started rubbing his dick against your crack.

"Gyu, I'm close," you told him with your shaky voice.

"Don't you fucking dare come until I'm inside you," he answered with a death stare in the mirror.

"Then fuck me finally, Jesus Christ!" You almost shouted.

"I swear, I'm never letting another man touch you," Mingyu quickly added before retreating his finger and placing his hands on your hips to line you up well. "Bend over properly, princess," he said as one of his hands came up to your head and pushed forward, making you tilt your entire upper body in that direction and rest your palms on top of the counter.

He teased you for a short time, gliding the tip of his erection over your entrance, before slamming into you harder than with his fingers before. This action made you jump forward slightly and switch from leaning onto your palms to leaning onto your elbows quickly.

"Ah, shit!" you moaned loudly without thinking about the volume of your voice, "Fuck, Mingyu. Fuck me, please." And he did just as he was told.

His hands went from holding onto your hips and ass to getting a hold of your hair to pull you backwards, making you hit his chest again.

"Look at you," he ordered you, "Look at me fucking you senseless." You couldn't even look properly straight, your head constantly falling backwards or forwards in pleasure.

His name kept on falling from your pretty lips, turning him on, even more, making him move faster if even possible.

"Ugh," he groaned deeply, "How are you still this tight," thinking back on all of the other nights you've shared together in the unholiest positions.

Your moans turned into whines as the hand that had clasped your hair went back to the front to not only hold you in position but to also put some focus back on your clit by rubbing circles around it. Mingyu knew exactly how to touch you, the months you've spent together teaching him just that. If he could, he could make you come within three minutes - he had done so before.

"Gyu, ah, it feels so good," you tried letting him know, knowing he lives for your praise. You knew it worked by the way his lips went to your neck, and you felt a smirk just then, "Damn right it does." He started sucking on one spot again, using everything he could right now, to pleasure you, "I know you want to come, I can feel you tightening around me. So fucking do it," he demanded.

You were still surprised by how stable Mingyu was always able to sound while literally fucking your soul out of your body - you made a mental note to possibly challenge that at some point.

You hated how well he knew you, because damn, of course, you were close. By the way, he was fucking your hole AND stimulating your clit while ALSO sucking on your neck, you could have sworn to even squirt if it wasn't for you remembering that you were still in a public bathroom.

After his demand it didn't take long for you to finally reach your high with a screeched moan as his fingers went almost double the speed, helping you, but also making you lose your complete feeling in your legs. You quickly grabbed onto the counter again when you felt Mingyu releasing himself inside you and hearing him groan as he pushed the both of you forward. He kept on moving his dick in and outside of you, milking out every last drip that could come out, and his fingers started slowing down slightly, making you able to ride out your orgasm like he usually lets you.

You could feel his heavy breathing by your neck and his chest moving up and down quickly on your back. His hands went back to your hair to put it behind your ear as he placed a kiss on your cheek - you leaned into it without noticing. Mingyu stood back up straight to reach for a tissue at the disposer hanging on the wall. After grabbing it, he slid out of you slowly, leaving you feeling empty and cold all of a sudden. You were able to stable your breathing somewhat again and were about to stand up when Mingyu's hand stopped you by placing it on your lower back, "No, stay," he quietly spoke.

Just then, you felt the tissue graze against your slit, where his release mixed with your juices was leaking out. He cleaned you up well, all without exchanging any words, before throwing them away and pulling you back up by your hand.

As the man in front of you was putting his pants back on, your eyes didn't leave his frame. They travelled over his legs, up his torso, until they rested at his face, well, more the top of his head as he was looking down. That's when you realised the mistake you had just done. The only reason, that you even went out with Seungcheol was to walk away from something like this happening. How could you have let this happen when you strictly told yourself, you wouldn't fall for the guy who was only fucking you as a friend?

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Again, sorry that it’s kinda long😕

Also, sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes!

Hope you have a good day/night and feedback is always appreciated! :)

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hi :) i simply adore your blog and your fic recs are so spot on, you’ve made me fall back in love with drarry and hp. I rly love reading a fic before I go to sleep but I end up picking a 70k word one and end up staying up much longer than I wanted to so could you possibly recommend me any fics max 15k words, with a happy ending pls i need the cuteness to help me sleep 🥰 Thanku so so much xx

Hi anon! Thanks so much, I’m thrilled to know I had a small part in making you fall back in love with Drarry, that’s amazing! And what a mood lol I used to pick long fics before bed too, it’s a mighty trap 😂 I’ve read many short fics in the last year so I decided to go for these delightful and not-as-popular shorts, with excellent build up and happy endings. Perfect bedtime reads in my opinion! I got a bit too excited with this list so I’ll call it 31 Bedtime Reads! One for each day of the month ;) enjoy!

The Long Fall by @tackytigerfic (2021, M, 3.6k)

It's supposed to be a simple house renovation, and maybe it's just the paint fumes, but Harry is feeling dizzy around Draco Malfoy. And what's the real meaning of family, anyway?

oxygen by @maesterchill (2020, T, 4k)

Draco doesn’t smoke. Except when he needs to breathe.

A Charitable Christmas by Alisanne (2017, E, 5.6k)

Hermione’s plans to raise money for war orphans do not meet with Harry’s approval. Fortunately, Draco steps in to help him come up with a much more enjoyable strategy.

Harmony (Left-Handed Melody Remix) by mindabbles (2010, M, 5.8k)

He is the last person Draco was expecting, but then again, this is not a place Draco ever expected to be.

Vintage by momatu (2017, T, 7k)

Of all of the vineyards, in all of the regions, in all of France, Draco's blasted editor sends him to Potter's...

Our Ordinary Days by Lomonaaeren (2012, M, 8k)

Two men, both fathers of sons, meet in a bookshop. And the rest is the kind of history that doesn't make history.

Ice Snakes, Glow-worms and Wolverine Stew by khalulu (2015, M, 8.4k)

Harry Potter apparently wants to talk to Draco about something, but odd events keep getting in the way of that conversation – and bringing them closer together.

The Page Eleven Wars by fireflavored (2010, E, 8.5k)

In a gossip-hungry post-war Wizarding World, Rita Skeeter has a wildly successful column in the Daily Prophet known as Page Eleven. Naturally, her favourite targets are the poster boys of the two sides of the war: Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.

Blind Date by JosephineStone (2016, T, 8.6k)

Draco’s been working with Harry for years when another one of his relationships goes stale. He has to be married within a year, and though the WizNet has burned him in the past, Draco finds a new possibility in man as desperate to marry as he is.

Stories in E Minor by @huldrejenta (2014, E, 8.7k)

Draco has found his place in the Muggle world. He's got his music, he's got his neighbours and he is content. Until a certain someone from the past enters his life again.

Life goes not backward by @shealwaysreads (2020, T, 8.8k)

Harry still isn’t used to gifts, but this one is different. A story of coming home, finding safe ground, and the wild courage of putting down roots.

Til Our Compass Stands Still by china_nightingale (2018, M, 9k)

Harry and Draco eventually realise that things don't always go to plan, even if it's a plan they've been carefully crafting to keep themselves safe from each other.

The Interest Here by disapparater (2015, T, 9k)

Draco has his own morning show on the wireless, which he loves; an ambitious assistant, whom he needs; and days in The Tea Shop, where he relaxes. He also has a new caller on the show, whom he finds bloody annoying.

Tidings of Comfort series by @blamebrampton (2012, G, 10k)

When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life. Luckily for Draco Malfoy, London has places where the tired can rest and recover.

Sweet Indulgence by @the-sinking-ship (2020, E, 10k)

It doesn't matter that Marcy from Accounting is dancing on the tables, Shacklebolt is wearing antlers, and Elliot from Transportation is on his third round of Mariah Carey on karaoke because all the free champagne in the world won't salvage the Ministry Christmas party for Draco if Potter doesn't show up soon.

Settle in in my slow-burning heart by orphan_account (2015, NR, 10k)

Five years after the war Draco is working a tech developer job in the Auror Office, and it's all great except this one thing: Harry Potter works there, too.

Adventures in Truth and Texting by @fluxweeed (2020, E, 11k)

Former Death Eaters are being targeted with a Veritaserum curse – it’s permanent, and makes victims speak aloud their every thought. Luckily, it’s easier to control when writing.

fine i'll hold my breath / til i forget it's complicated by teatrolley (2015, NR, 11k)

Harry and Draco become friends with benefits, and Harry thinks it's more complicated than it actually is.

Rebuilding Draco Malfoy by khasael (2011, E, 11k)

Draco wants to do something to get his life back on track, but no-one seems to be taking him seriously – until he finds himself in an Auror training session led by Harry Potter.

Cold Like Fire by QueenofThyme (2012, M, 12k)

Head Auror Harry Potter had no problem with mandatory consent training for his team. He’d actually been looking forward to it, that is, until he discovered who the teacher was.

What’s My Age Again? by @lazywonderlvnd (2018, E, 12k)

Harry Potter has had enough of pleasing the public, and his reckless tendencies are finally getting out of hand.

Title of Their Sex Tape by @cibeewastaken (2020, T, 12k)

What are the Wizarding world's most elite law enforcers doing when they aren't catching criminals? It seems Auror Malfoy is often caught throwing food into Auror Potter's mouth when he's mid-yawn.

Kill, Fuck, Marry by @lettersbyelise (2018, E, 12.6k)

Harry and Draco unexpectedly meet again on Draco’s birthday, years after their last encounter.

The Year of Non-Magical Thinking by whiskyandwildflowers (2018, E, 13k)

“I don't know what I'm going to do, Potter. I'll think of something. So will you. But this is my journey to self-actualization," Draco managed to smirk. "You can fuck off and get your own."

Evolution by @potteresque-ire Pie (2013, M, 13k)

Draco Malfoy was condemned to live a Muggle’s life for his three-year probation. His wand was locked away, and he was forbidden to set foot in Wizarding Britain until Hermione Granger secured a job for him in the Aurors’ stock room.

Plan Alphabet by @xx-thedarklord-xx (2019, T, 14k)

After realizing that his feelings for Harry were unfortunately real, Draco embarks on a foolproof—yes, Longbottom, foolproof—plan to woo Potter.

Countdown by dysonrules (2013, M, 14k)

When the Wizarding world is plagued by random outbreaks of Dark Magic, the Ministry assigns Curse-Breakers to assist Auror teams on their missions.

All Roads Lead Home by @dracogotgame (2015, G, 15k)

Draco is strong-armed into spending the first Christmas after the War with the Weasleys. And Harry Potter.

Espresso Patronum by @tasteofshapes (2020, T, 15k)

When Draco reappears five years after the war and opens a wildly popular coffee shop, Harry’s pretty sure that Draco’s Up to Something. He just has to prove it.

An Act of Kindness for One Harry Potter by a Sympathetic Draco Malfoy by 0idontknow0 (2014, E, 15k)

Someone should give Potter a better rogering than that sorry sod had. The man had saved the bloody world—okay, mostly Europe—the least someone could do was give him a proper shag.

Turn and Face the Strange (time may change me) by @punk-rock-yuppie (2019, T, 16k)

Draco and Harry and how their relationship—and themselves—change over the course of eleven years.