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[angeltk]

[ivymarquis]

Steel Magnolia

Ch 1| I don't mix business and pleasure

Pairing| Soap x Honey Rating| Eventual Smut Word Count| 1.4k Content/Warnings| The author is an American attempting to write a Scottish accent (I'm still dialing it in, RIP. If any of my readers are Scottish and wanna beta hmu lmao). Honey is one of those Reader/OC hybrid characters where it is established she is a southern American, plus sized nurse who is on the shorter side but has no other physical descriptors and should read as POC friendly (if I miss something, lemme know!) I have been wanting to write this for a hot minute and always was going to have the dialogue "I'm going to marry her", so seeing @glitterypirateduck have "I'm going to marry you" as one of the prompt options for Soap It Up pretty much solidified that I needed to have my first chapter for Steel Magnolia line up for the challenge!

This chapter is SFW but I am an MDNI account

Soap has an ever mounting suspicion that these blood drives are just an excuse to give the baby nurses more practice sticking people.

Like many in the military, he doesn’t consider himself a hard stick. All the time in the gym paired with a routine schedule on base, he and many other soldiers typically get nurses drooling over his veins like the weird little vampires that they are.

Lucky him- he’s got one of the FNGs, a skittish mess who seems terrified if he looks at her too long even though she’s the one with the damn 17g needle and he’s the one that’s got to sit there and take it.

A group of soldiers on the way out had been bitching and moaning about how the charge nurse was a raging cunt, and given how those soldiers were Americans, that has a bit more teeth to it than coming from someone more local. 

He’s not entirely positive which one of the nurses is the alleged fire breathing dragon, but it’s fairly obvious which are the more senior nurses. Which only further reinforces his suspicions about being used as a pin cushion.

Soap’s a model patient as she scrubs his arm with the antiseptic. Even though he’s had worse happen in the line of duty, he still isn’t a fan of having a needle shoved into his arm. 

He sits like a statue as she ties the tourniquet around his arm. Takes a sharp inhale and lets it out as she goes to stick him.

There’s no flashback, and the needle bites. 

Fucking great. 

He and the FNG both stare at the butterfly like the flashback will magically appear, Soap flexing his fingers in an attempt to alleviate the discomfort in his arm despite the logical part of his brain knowing that’s not how it works. 

What the hell. 

“‘S supposed to be stinging like that, nurse?” He asks, really as a prompt to make her do something to reposition the needle. He’s mindful of his tone. 

The FNG blanches, like his words have dragged her back to the world of the living. She pulls the needle back before advancing forward again.

Nothing, again, but the bite from the needle stings even worse this time and he doesn’t totally manage to stifle the pained hiss that escapes.

Her nerves seem totally shot at this point, like she’s bracing for Soap to snap at her before turning in search of one of the more experienced nurses (which, in his defense, Soap does not believe he’s done anything to warrant that response). “Honey? Can I borrow you for a second?”

The nurse in question turns her head at the sound of her name and suddenly Soap is not at all concerned about the sting in his arm.

He can’t help that he’s got a type and it’s impossible to miss how she checks all the boxes appearance wise. He’s always been a sucker for a pretty face and a wide ass; given that Honey had been facing away from them, he’s got an excellent view of both when she reacts to her name being called. What can he say? He’s always had a soft spot for big soft girls 

As she strides towards Soap and the FNG, he can tell by the look on her face that she’s already trying to judge the situation.

Maybe this is the nurse that got the American soldiers riled up (perhaps they had riled her up by snapping at the skittish FNG- all conjecture, but seems plausible enough to him). She’s more than welcome to give Soap that sharp eyed, cutting expression whenever. 

Christ he hasn’t even said a word to her and he’s already got it bad.

“What’s up?” Honey asks and Soap thinks he hears a southern drawl but the two words aren’t entirely enough to confirm that theory. Definitely American though. 

“His vein keeps rolling and I can’t get it. I don’t want to go fishing, can you get it?”

“Well I can always try,” she answers before reaching up for the station behind them for sanitizer and gloves. Definitely southern. 

“Scooch,” she kindly instructs the FNG before stepping into her place beside Soap.

He knows he’s staring (there’s also a part of him keyed in to the fact that Ghost is watching from the next chair over) and he needs to act like a normal fucking person. 

“I’m Honey, I’m one of the nurses. Let’s see if we can’t get this needle where it’s supposed to be, hm?” She introduces herself before feeling on his arm, the FNG hovering over her. 

“Sounds like a plan tae me, bonnie,” Soap says, deciding immediately that he could happily listen to her talk for hours. 

Her attention shifts to the FNG, and given how she’s got a hold of the wings of the needle he decides to let her work in peace. 

“See how I've got these fingers placed like this? You wanna make sure you’ve got it anchored good so it doesn’t roll on ya,” she instructs while positioning herself. 

“Then we’ll just pull back and adjust the angle real quick and-“ To her credit, he can barely feel the needle moving as she slides the bevel right where it's supposed to be, “there. Good flashback. Check it and hook him up.”

Clearly she managed to get the needle placed as his blood damn near shoots down the tubing when they let up on the twist to check it. 

“Alrighty then,” she pauses, eyes flicking to where his name is on the screen before reading it out, “Sergeant MacTavish, you are ready to roll.”

He decides immediately he likes hearing her say his name and wants to hear it again. 

“My friends call me Soap,” he informs her, sensing she’s likely going to wander off and wanting to continue the conversation.

The snort that escapes her is adorable. “How on earth did you end up with that as a nickname?”

It’s a question he often gets when he introduces himself. Soap is such a funny name and it’s all fun and games until he tells people “It’s cause Ah clean house.”

Of course, he’s learned to be very deliberate in how he announces that tidbit, and he’s mindful of it now. Gotta be careful when pointing out that he’s good at eliminating an obstacle. Usually giving his best smile and a disproportionately bright tone helps deflect from the implication of his answer. 

Her expression quickly morphs to one of fair enough, although he’s still not quite ready to end the conversation and prompts her to keep talking. 

“Assumin’ Honey’s not yer government name, how’d ye get that for a nickname?”

One of her eyebrows quirks up, and Soap finds himself holding his breath as she’s obviously assessing him. But he knows he’s a good looking fellow so naturally assumes she’s impressed with what she sees. 

“Depends who you ask,” she answers cryptically. “Some will tell you it’s because I'm so sweet when the mood strikes,” Steaming Jesus he really could listen to her drawl for hours “and others will tell you it’s short for honeybadger. Depends on how I’m feeling, really.”

Welp, that’s it. He’s officially in love.

The FNG has him hooked and going as his blood drains, although Soap’s attention remains solely on Honey. 

“What time does yer shift end?” He’s always dived head first for what he wants- and he is completely unashamed of how much he wants her despite not knowing she existed 15 minutes ago. 

In an instant the pleasant not-quite-flirty tone disappears as her face slips into a more neutral expression, and Soap can feel the rejection coming before she opens her mouth and he just wants to know why when she was fine bantering with him a moment ago. 

“Sorry soldier boy, I don’t mix business and pleasure.” She states simply before standing to leave. 

Well isn’t this a shit situation for him. Given he’s tethered by the needle in his arm, it’s not like he has much choice but to watch her leave (although- if he’s being completely honest it’s not like he’s really complaining about getting to watch those hips move as she walks).

It’s not even like he’s an admit, for fuck’s sake, but Soap also isn’t a feral animal who’s going to yell across the room to get a pretty girl’s attention. He’ll get an opportunity to make his case. 

“Oof, shut down,” Gaz ribs from one side, with Ghost incredulously chiming in with a “Whomp whomp,”  at how Honey had so firmly brushed him off. 

“Oh please. A’m going tae marry her.” Soap asserts wistfully. 

“I’m no expert in women, Johnny,” Ghost starts and Soap just knows he’s not going to like what comes next, “but I’m pretty sure you need to get her to agree to drinks first.”

“Fair enough, LT.”

Age in bio/pinned or I will block you ♡

[sookiesookie]

swim good₊˚.༄ shuri udaku pt.1

titled inspired by “swim good” by frank ocean

paring: shuri udaku x blk fem! reader

summary: (a cliche) in sitcom-like fashion, an unathletic shuri udaku attempts to join the swim team to impress a girl she likes.

part summary: shuri is smitten and her lovesick ass gets into trouble.

word count: 2.5k

content will include: third person story-telling + reader goes by all pronouns, nerd!shuri, pining!shuri, athlete stem!reader, reader is aware of shuri’s efforts and finds it adorable, the reader is a huge tease, reader’s a flirt but they’re rlly sweet too, reader is shorter than shuri but stronger, college au, swim sports au, peter parker and friends cameo as her lil nerd group (???), shuriri are besties and dormates, swim teacher!namor, t’challa is alive and he’s the wrestling team coach :’), wrestling team co-coach!m’baku, fencing teacher!okoye mentioned, literature teacher!nakia mentioned, shuri’s hair is the short coily undercut in this story, I refer shuri by like six diff nicknames for fun bc it’s funny and we having fun, by “purple-clad” shuri I mean purple flannel and not the tracksuit, y’know, bc she’s a nerd /hj, I call them teens bc they’re still eightTEEN and nighTEEN, a good chunk of the story is just the other characters dogging on shuri for her sitcom ahh decisions and lines lmao, lots of banter, sitcom-like corniness and humor, sexual jokes but not rlly any content, some tension tho, pretty much fluff, just a lil fun🤷🏾‍♂️

a/n: i didn’t know whether to make this a college au or high school au bc technically I’m bout to leave high school but I’m also not in college yet so idk what id get right or wrong sooooo I’mma play it safe and go freshmen in college???

tags: @bellaallebbella1 for the dt @pinkwright @inmyheadimobsessed @zayswriting @generallysapphic bc they’re the pioneers and my favs fr, and @vampzxi cuz it’s lowkey inspired the shuri high school headcannons even tho it’s not rlly even close but shoutout fr

alsooooo since just getting back into writing like this outside of school direction and im not used to writing a straight shot one shot, this gon be multiple parts IM SAWRIIIIIIIIII, it’s only 2 parts tho

AGAIN THIS IS MY FIRST FF IN A WHILE AND I DIDNT HAVE ANYONE PROOFREAD IM SAWRI IF THE PACING OR THE PLOT COMES OFF INCOHERENT😭😭

#1

[MONDAY AFTERNOON]

Her smooth silk brown skin glistens

under the sunlit illuminated windows

as the water trickles

down her broad shoulders

to her god-crafted muscles,

flexing with every step they take

ever

so

slightly

out the pool.

Their chest heaving,

a slightly tired

yet heavy gaze

as they skim around the room at their peers,

eyes landing on one particular figure

with a similar look in their eye.

Her stoic demeanor is slowly replaced

with a playful smirk as she eyes...

wait…

SHE’S LOOKING AT ME-

SHIT!

Shuri snaps out of her internal monologue, jumping from the huge glass that peered into the school’s aquatic center, and quickly bolts through the double doors that lead to the hallway. When she’s out of sight, she slumps over, catching her breath. “Wow, Ms. Nakia would have either granted me an A+ or sent me to the principal’s office with the type of words I was thinking,” Shuri chuckles to herself.

After a brief pause at her words, her face heats up as she quickly facepalms in shame.

“What the hell am I saying?”

Reluctant, she trudges down the hall in embarrassment, making her way to the place she considered her third home: the science building computer lab (her second home was chemistry lab 2b).

In there resides Peter Parker and Ned Leeds, sitting around a desktop clicking away at some first-person shooter game, with an unwavering MJ Watson sitting a couple of seats away from the boisterous boys, head in a book per the usual. All three teens lined up in typical geeky fashion. Shuri slumps her book bag over a computer table, the sudden noise breaking the immersion of the boys who then looked up from their game, spotting the presence of their purple-clad friend.

“Dude, what have you been doing all this time?” Ned scowls. “We didn’t have any clubs today and we’ve been waiting for you for the past twenty minutes to walk to that new milk tea cafe MJ’s been telling us about.”

Not lifting her head from her book, MJ snarkily remarks, “She’s probably been too busy ogling the crap out of that poor girl over at the aqua center.”

Shuri’s face heats up as she’s quick to defend herself. “Cut it out! Of course I wasn’t!”

MJ smirks, still not looking up from her book. “Sorry, lemme rephrase that better: she’s probably been too busy eye fucking the crap out of that poor girl over at the aqua center.” Blood rushes through Shuri’s cheeks as she sputters incompressible excuses from her mouth, MJ giggling at her discomposure from her book.

“You’re such a mess, Shuri! When are you gonna finally buckle down and rizz her up– or at least go up and talk to the girl instead of borderline stalking her almost every afternoon?” Peter playfully pokes the purple-clad.

Shuri sucks her teeth, swatting him away. “One: the word ‘rizz’ sounds extremely uncanny coming out of your mouth. Please refrain from using that word around me again.”

Collective snorts bounce off the embarrassed white teen whose shit-eating grin twists into a poker face.

“Two: I don’t eye Y/N almost every afternoon.” Shuri pshaws and waves everyone off.

“Oh, my bad!'' Peter dramatically gasps, slapping a hand over his chest. “It’s every morning, lunch break, assembly, dinner break, class transition, and EVERY afternoon.” Collective snickers break out as Shuri backhands Peter, not harshly, but hard enough to derive a strained “ack!” out of him.

“But seriously, Shuri, it’s about time you try and get this girl’s number.” MJ goes on, finally looking up from her book and putting it on the table spine up. “It’s no use for you to keep on hopelessly pining after this girl from afar and not putting in the effort to actually pursue her.” Shuri slumps into a chair and releases an exasperated sigh.

“I do, but what would a versatile and talented girl want with a one-trick pony nerd like me?” MJ visibly cringes at the purple-clad’s words. “Ewww man, this isn’t the 80s! We are NOT living in a Disney Channel sitcom. There’s a lot of people would go for somebody as smart and intelligent as you, you know that.”

“Yeah, maybe to do their homework for them,” Shuri retorts. MJ pauses. “Hmmm, now that claim, I won’t completely disagree with...” “MJ!” Ned dramatically gasps as he lightly slaps MJ on the shoulder.

“Don’t listen to her, Shuri. You are perfectly capable of winning Y/N over just the way you are.”

The purple-clad snickers. “Now THAT was something you could’ve sworn was straight out of a Disney Channel sitcom.”

About 15 minutes later, the eccentric group of teens close up the computer lab and continue down the hallways with milk tea on their minds… except for Shuri. She trails behind the bunch, head hung low, peeping at Y/N’s Instagram.

As her walking gets slower as she’s gaping at her phone, the coil-haired nerd brushes her shoulder against what she thinks is just a wall. She lifts her head to notice the shorter, dark, and gorgeous swimmer— the same one on her phone that she still had in open view.

“Oh! Whassup, Miss Shuri!” Y/N’s eyes light up as he greets the taller.

Shuri’s breath hitches at the lovely emphasis put on her name, blood running cold as she quickly checks her peripheral to make sure the gang wasn’t around to humiliate her more than she already was.

Meanwhile, the teens heard what was going on behind them, but chose to continue on their merry way, intentionally leaving the two alone in the middle of the hallway.

She looks back at the short athlete and returns the greeting with a bashful smile. “What brings you here, Y/N?” The nerd quickly asks in a desperate attempt to carry the conversation, forgetting that people don’t need a reason to just roam the halls, something she mentally facepalms herself for right after.

“Nothin’ much,” Y/N chuckles at Shuri’s nervous efforts. “I’m just coming out of my swim practice. Mr. Namor was runnin’ me dry today.”

The athlete pauses as if she’s recalling something, the corners of her mouth slowly curling into a knowing smirk.

“I saw you peeping me over at the center earlier,” she drawls, “figured you wanted to speak to me about somethin’?” The athlete’s tongue subtly swipes across her bottom lip, as she gazes up at Shuri with a particular look in her eye, irises occasionally shifting down to the open Instagram page still on her phone, waiting for an excuse.

It was enough for the poor nerd to melt into a puddle, knees buckle and collapse, and lay sprawled across the hallway floor right then and there, but luckily for her, she still possessed a pinch of dignity left within her. With fleeting composure, gripping her backpack strap with strain, Shuri gives a weak pshaw.

“Me? I was just passing by! I just really like watching the team…”

You…

“...practice.”

As Shuri desperately attempts to form more words that can potentially save her, her eyes flicker to a *very convenient* bulletin board behind the shorter athlete. There, plastered on the brown surface was a poster: “CALLING FOR NEW MEMBERS! Swim Team Tryouts This Thursday at 5 pm! Swim Your Way To Success!”

Oh, Bast…

“In fact, I’m thinking of trying out for the swim team myself,” the nerd straightens up and states proudly, hoping she masked the way she winced at her words.

Y/N, who was expecting a different answer, gapes at the helpless girl in slight shock. “Oh, for real? That’s crazy! I never pegged you as a swimmer, Shuri.”

The nerd’s mouth forms a goofy grin. “And why is that?” She dramatically slaps a hand on her chest. “Is it because I’m of the darker persuasion?”

This derives a hearty cackle out of the shorter athlete, Shuri’s stomach fluttering from the fact that she made the girl laugh.

“Negro, please,” Y/N catches his breath and straightens up. “It’s because… I mean…” The shorter athlete trails off, eyeing Shuri up and down, the nerd’s cheeks heating up in the act.

“You know what? Nevermind. I can’t blame you for wanting to try. Hell, I’ve been swimming since 4 years old, the feeling’s exhilarating.” Y/N sighs off into the distance, as Shuri internally gushes at the shorter athlete’s passion.

Suddenly she snaps out of her trance and backtracks on the words of the other girl.

“Can’t blame me for wanting to ‘try’? Are you still assuming I can’t swim?”

Y/N waves his hands in defense. “No! I’m just saying–”

“Well I’m GOING to try out, I’m GOING to swim like a pro, and I’m GOING to get on the team!”

After a brief pause at her sudden outburst of competitiveness, Shuri reels it back in with a small “...respectfully,” and a cheeky smile.

Amused at the nerd’s sudden wave of confidence, Y/N clasps their hands together in accord. “Sounds like a plan then! I guess I’ll be seeing you Thursday then.” The shorter athlete readjusts the duffle bag strap on her shoulder and starts to walk closer to Shuri, laying an encouraging, yet, knowing hand on the taller’s shoulder, and leans into her ear.

Shuri could have sworn she was imagining what was rasped next.

“Word of advice: work on that backstroke… I know I will.”

Y/N then pulls away with an innocent grin and brushes past the appalled nerd, continuing on their merry way, but to suddenly turn around to yell one last thing:

“And your phone’s still on!”

Frozen in place, the girl slowly peers down to her cellular (one she made the mistake of changing the display settings to go into sleep mode after 5 minutes) still on Y/N’s Instagram page.

Once the athlete was out of sight, Shuri’s knees buckled as she grips the nearest wall, releasing a sigh of relief, quickly washed over with a wave of anxiousness.

What have I got myself into?

#2

“Y’know a backstroke is a type of swim move, right?”

Riri chuckles at Shuri as she clicks away on her calculator, doing her homework on her bed. The young prodigy lifts her face from it being buried in her pillow and whines.

“But she said it so… sultry like… and her voice was so… raspy… it felt INTENTIONAL!”

“Or maybe your horny ass misconstrued her words and heard ‘backshots’ instead of ‘backstrokes’!” Riri giggled as Shuri proceeded to throw a pillow at the girl.

“Regardless, either word could be used as an innuendo, she did it on purpose,” Shuri retorts.

“Okay, okay, whatever. Sooo, what are you gonna do?”

Shuri flops back on her bed with a sigh. “I will try out for the swim team, like I said I would. I mean, she sounded so intrigued when I mentioned I was interested, and the passion in the way she speaks about it— I should at LEAST try.”

“Aww, I guess that’s fair,” Riri begins to coo. “If you knew how to swim.”

“Huh?”

“Shuri, I have never seen you TOUCH water unless it was for drinking or an experiment, let alone be EMERGED in water outside of taking showers and baths in it. We’ve had campus water activities and pool days before and each time you’ve said ‘I’m busy, I’m busy.’”

“Well I was, you know I have school work as my top priority.”

“We have them during school breaks, Shuri, you don’t work on a school break!”

Riri releases an exasperated sigh. “Shuri, can you swim or not?” The prodigy gives her friend a hesitant look. “I mean, I’m not the worst at it…”

“Shuri, just say you’re shit at swimming.”

“Fucking hate it.” Shuri blurts out. “Haven’t stepped foot into a pool since I was 6.”

“Damn it, Shuri!”

“You wanted me to be honest!”

Riri chuckles in disbelief, shaking her head. “That’s not even it, Shuri! Swim team try-outs are on Thursday, that’s in THREE DAYS! You barely know how to swim, what makes you think you’ll be ready within the next three days?”

“I’ll figure it out, okay?” Shuri stresses, trying to calm herself down. “I mean, you seem to know how to swim. Why don’t you teach me?”

“One: you dug this silly lil’ hole yourself,” Riri wags her finger at the prodigy, “I’m not helping you with shit. The most I’ll do is braid your hair back the night before so it can fit better in the swim cap you’ll have to put on. Two: I couldn’t teach you even if I wanted to because I wouldn’t have time, I’m stacked up on homework for the next few days.”

Shuri groans in her pillow, flopping back down on her bed once again. The young prodigy felt hopeless with no more ideas left… except for one last hope.

“No.”

“C’mon, brother! This is my love life on the line!”

T’Challa chuckles, crossing his arms. “You got yourself into this mess when you knew you couldn’t swim.” He raises is hands in defense. “You have a death wish, I am not helping you.”

“But that’s what Riri said!” Shuri whines.

“Well Riri is a good friend, keep her around. As for me, I have a gym to organize so I am going to continue what I was doing.” T’Challa does just that as he starts to pick up idle weights off the floor.

“I’ll pay you!”

“I have a job, and you’re a broke college student.”

“But with an internship!”

“An unpaid internship.”

“I’ll be your very best friend!”

“I’m your brother, and I already have plenty of friends.”

“Oh, like that old brute that works alongside you?”

“I heard that, you oversized midget!” A snarky coach M’baku scowls from the connected office.

“I’m 5’5!”

“And I’m 6’5, midget!”

Shuri rolls her eyes waves him off. “You work with that oversized man baby,” she sneers to T’Challa.

The older chuckles as he continues to tune out his sister’s persuasions while he tidies around the ring.

“Brother, please!” Shuri drops to her knees dramatically, rubbing her hands together in impatience. “I’m becoming desperate, I REALLY need your help!”

The younger continues to plead as the older man begins to cringe at the pathetic display, checking his peripheral to make sure she wasn’t causing a scene for unwarranted pedestrians that may walk past the gym.

“Okay okay, I will help you! Just stand up, PLEASE! You’re embarrassing me!” T’Challa quickly reassures the girl on the ground.

Shuri’s pleas quickly halt as she jumps to her feet, showering her brother with “thank you”s.

“Ahh, don’t thank me yet,” the older waves the girl off. “And I’m only going to be RE teaching you the basics. Any extra stunts you want to pull for your little girlfriend besides that will be on your accord.”

“Deal,” Shuri clasps her hands together.

“Now will you please leave me be? I have a gym to attend to.”

“Whatever,” Shuri remarks as she starts to head for the exit, “But just know I will be at the gym pool, bright eyed and bushy tailed tomorrow morning!”

The girl slaps the doorway wall and points at her brother, who both chuckles and cringes at her enthusiasm.

Once the bubbly teen was out of sight, M’baku wheels himself to the office doorway in his rolling chair.

“You know she’s going to drown herself.”

A reluctant T’Challa sighs. “Yep.”

To be continued headass…

[babeydollx]

Lessons (4/?)

Warnings: cursing, sex, smut, JJ teaching John B, sex positions, being watched while having sex, there is probs more lmao.

Pairings: JJ Maybank x Female Reader x John B Routledge

Summary: you and JJ teach John B different positions.

Requested: highly

Word Count: 500+

a/n: sorry I only did one position, I didn't really know what to do for this I just wanted to keep the series alive.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

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© Maybanks-Luver, please do not steal or translate my work

You, JJ and John B had just practiced a few different kinds of positions, missionary, cowgirl along with reverse cowgirl and doggy style. You kind of felt fucked out already but, you were starting to feel a little better after you guys took a break.

"Okay how about we try The Butterfly?" JJ asked.

"Uhm.. sure." John B said awkwardly.

"Okay so this is how this position goes." JJ said as he walked over to the end of the bed. Since you were laying on the bed, he grabbed your ankles and tugged you to the end of the bed making you squeal.

"Okay so, you want to have her at the end of the bed or on the end of any kind of elevated surface. You then grab her legs and put one on each shoulder." He said as he got your legs up, your ankles resting on his shoulders. 

JJ aligned his cock with your entrance before thrusting into you. You gasped and your back arched off of the bed as he did so. He thrusted into you faster making you moan out in ecstasy. After a few minutes of fucking you, he stopped and pulled out making you whine.

"Want to give it a shot?" JJ asked.

"Uh, yeah, okay." John B said. JJ nodded and moved out of the way for John B and then sat down in a near by chair. John B rolled a condom on and then grabbed your legs and rested your ankles on his shoulders.

He positioned himself and then thrusted into you making you moan out. John B began to fuck you, setting his pace. As you were being fucked by John B, JJ grabbed his cock and began to get himself off as he watched the two of you fuck.

"Oh fuck!" You moaned out as John B began to fuck you faster and faster. John B groaned out as he fucked your soaking core. John B reached one of his hands down and began to rub circles on your clit as he fucked you.

Your eyes rolled and you gripped the sheets as he sped up the pace more. You felt the coil inside of you begin to tighten and you knew that you were going to cum any second now. You could tell that John B was close too since his thrusts were getting sloppy.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum!" You moaned out. You looked over at JJ pleadingly. "Can I cum daddy? Please?" You moaned out. Even though John B was fucking you, you knew that you still weren't allowed to cum without JJ's permission.

"Come on pretty girl, cum for us." JJ said as he pumped his shaft faster. The coil inside of you then snapped as your legs began to tremble as you gushed on John B's cock. John B thrusted into you a few more times before coming himself. As you and John B came, JJ came as well.

Once you both finished your highs John B pulled out of you and flopped onto the bed beside you. 

"So, do you want to try another position?" JJ asked with a smirk.

a/n: I hope y'all liked this part!

Taglist: @pankowforlife @gillybear17 @smokingbeersdrinkingweed @luversgirl @jjmaybank63

[haroldosaur]

Characters, body language, and (maybe) my favourite scene in the Halo series

hi everyone I’m back on my bullshit and infodumping about Halo again!! (Well, I say “again”. This may be the first time I’ve posted something like this to tumblr. In which case, ignore the ‘again’ part lmao)

So! Uuuuh there’s this scene in Halo 3 where Master Chief (you) rescues Cortana (your AI companion) from this hellhole-type location. You got separated at the end of the last game, and you’ve spend most of this game apart (and also you just fought through the hardest level in the dang game to get to her)

And yeah, it’s a bit goofy out of motion - green tin man rescues his vocaloid waifu, more at 11 - but bare with me here

There’s something real soft to me about the way Chief, who by this point is a legendary hero who’s saved the human race multiple times, gets down on his knees to get closer to Cortana and be more on her level. Considering the context (she’s been trapped here for a while, and the implications are that she’s had a REAL bad time of it), it’s this incredibly tender gesture from a guy who mostly just spends his days turning aliens into a fine pink mist.

The dialogue is really slick too - the talk of promises is a callback to what they say to each other at the of the previous game, when they get separated. Chief says something to the effect of “I’ll come back for you” to Cortana, and Cortana responds with: “Don’t make a girl a promise if you know you can’t keep it.” In the Halo 3 scene, Chief is almost bragging that he’s right - but it’s in a soft and vindicating way, countering Cortana’s despair that there may not be enough of her left to rescue. Like, “I’m here. You can trust me. You can rely on me. I said, didn’t I?”

And then, when Cortana hears his voice

she literally lights up

[not pictured: me, crying]

There are more callbacks in Cortana’s dialogue here - in a flashback/monologue at the start of the game, it’s revealed that she picked Chief as a partner because he was ‘lucky’ (”You had something no-one else had... luck”).

Chief then replies with his own callback to that opening monologue - a one-two punch in the feels that demonstrates how in snyc they are with each other.

(Also! The way he kinda dips his head and moves towards her as he says it? It creates that sense of when you’re focusing in on someone because they have your full attention. You know what I mean?)

There’s also the fact that when Cortana stands back up, Chief doesn’t immediately do the same; instead, there’s this brief moment where he just remains kneeling.

I wouldn’t say he’s in awe, or subservient, or anything, but it’s such a deep sign of respect - especially considering (and I’m reiterating here) that the Master Chief is essentially a god amongst men who blows shit up and kills aliens by the thousand and is the big saviour of the galaxy.

Then, when Cortana asks him if he has an escape plan, his response is: “Thought I’d try shooting my way out. Mix things up a little.”

Aside from being a pretty good deadpan joke from an FPS player character, it’s also?? so meaningful?? Because in Halo 1 and ESPECIALLY Halo 2 chief has this kinda underplayed, snarky sense of humour. He’s a man of few words but he DOES have words and he’s also capable of being funny every once in a while. But in Halo 3 (the game he mostly spends without Cortana, I might add), hes pretty damn deadpan, focusing on just getting the job done - and then, the second he’s back with her, he cracks a joke!!

OH, and there’s this other big where, after she gets back into his head via an AI chip, she tells him:

“Just keep your head down... there’s two of us in here now, remember?”

And that’s a callback to Halo 1, because in that game - after you get Cortana for what’s implied to be the first time, or at least the first time in a long while - pretty much the first thing she says to you after you get shot at is “Hey! Keep your head down! There’s two of us in here now!”

But when she says it in Halo 3, her voice is much softer, and it’s clear that rather than a direct statement, it’s this warm callback to their history mixed with her own relief that she’s back, she’s here again.

TLDR, I fucking love the mesh between the back-and-forth dialogue and these characters’ obvious care for one another, and the fact that he’s there to rescue her and he’s on his knees. like. it’s a wonderful little hybrid of olde-type chivalry and conventional friendship? Like the princess and the knight are also best friends?? And I just think that’s neat, and that they convey it so well in a 70-second cutscene.

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast watches Voltron: Defender of The Universe (1984)

Season 1, Episode 11: Surrender

Haggar apparently is letting loose red rain on Arus So like acid rain or what?

We get to see a panning view of Arus's landscape and some animals before everything goes to shit, and they leave because of the red clouds Remember kids, if you don't hear any animals, or they suddenly start running away YOU BEST LEAVE IMMEDIATELY

I just know the team behind Voltron was trying really hard to not make this episode horrifying because we get a shot of what the red rain looks like and-

That is blood, that is straight up blood dripping down the cameras

Once again I am VERY excited to watch GoLion at the end of this

More clips of how the rain is affecting Arus but this time we get to see the people of Arus going insane A building catches fire and from what I can make of that scene it's pretty much the rain causing all of it

Apparently the stream that's catching a lot of this red raid is flammable! Now a lot of things are on fire Pidge and Allura are on evacuation duty, but everyone is running away from the chaos

Pidge comforts a lost girl named Tammy Except when she cries harder he snaps at her to stop LMAO

The floods have officially reached the town and with it EVEN MORE FIRE This episode is wild

Allura tries to stop it with a wall of ice, but the fire almost climbs over it? I mean it also melts it but the point being She immediately starts crying, which like I guess in GoLion her tears would make sense but right now it doesn't

Everyone is on a cliff now, including the people in the town Pidge is the first of the team there with Tammy as they wait for the others to come by

Hunk makes a comment about beating up Yurak and Zarkon and then immediately gets hit with a tractor beam the rest of the team minus Pidge is pulled towards Yurak's battle cruiser

Yurak being a bit smart for once and just crashing the lions into Pidge which sends them all crashing down the nearby canyon

This stuns them enough for Yurak to actually capture the townspeople before he lands his cruiser to finish off the lions

Tammy cries and Pidge is comforting her The team being attacked gets them up again before they hear Tammy crying and Allura chastises Pidge for keeping her in his lion

She's kind of right to say that but also kind of wrong because SHE had some people in her lion earlier but let them off safely on top of the canyon, l only agree that he should've let her off with someone else since he's going to be in battle, but she can't say shit past that

Keith just being the only one to talk while only saying stuff referring to the fight is very weird for me Also boring lol, I want to hear the rest of the team too

Yurak's being smart again! He's threatening the team with the townspeople he took hostage and telling them to surrender

The team is discussing surrendering before Keith butts in and says it's his decision alone (no it's not) before he's interrupted by one of the people getting "stun gunned" as a taste of what could happen if they don't surrender

The white flag is raised, the team is surrendering Except Pidge has an idea, and it has to do with Tammy

The team all look at the little kid in green next to Allura and realizes it's not Pidge As the team goes one by one, a group of hostages is released for each pilot

Tammy is the final one to cross but sees her mother last second and runs to her which gets her mother shot Kid I get it but if you knew the stakes please hold off a little longer

Some guards try to take Tammy's mother but Pidge shoots at them before they can reach The team fights their way through the guards and tell Pidge he'll actually get more respect LMAO

I'M SORRY THE SHIP WAS A ROBEAST IN DISGUISE?? HOW IS YURAK GETTING BACK THEN Oh nvm it was a second ship

Immediate Voltron formation when they see it, that's good at least

This robeast is called the Demon GoatBeast, typing the weapon list is too long, so I'm just gonna stick a picture of it here so you guys can see what it looks like

I think it's funny that voltron's cross is a weapon "THE POWER OF JESUS CHRIST VOLTRON COMPELS YOU"

Tammy and her mom are officially reunited Aw cute Pidge inspired a kid to become a space explorer Tammy says she doesn't need to be much bigger because she fit in Pidge's uniform, so she doesn't need to wait to be one

Keith "anime eyes" Kogane

Pidge says Tammy reminds him of his kid sister So this is where the little sister oc I have for Pidge comes from-

Episode end! This was a darker episode that tried really hard not to be and after like the first half it succeeded pretty well Tammy's voice was weird, but she was voiced by a man who struggled with the prepubescent girl tone so IFNVOSV

[evil-feather]

What if the love interest asks Miss P if she loves/has loved someone and Miss P vaguely describes them, but the love interest just doesn’t get it?

Happy birthday to me lmao, here's my birthday gift for you all. I wrote this last night instead of sleeping so it's pretty rough and there may be a lot of mistakes but I don't have a beta reader😬😅

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1) English isn't my native language so there will be mistakes!

2) This is my second time writing xReader and I'm not really good at it but I really want to practice it.

3) I know from other Fanfictions that Y/N is mostly brave and confident buuut since I'm projecting a bit, Y/N is more shy and clumsy here ;)

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SOMEBODY TO YOU

Pairing: Miss Peregrine X fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1764

People who might like this because they requested other prompts: @vykanya @mistresspotterhead @flamelthepoet

Important note for later so that no-one misunstands it: according to Ransom Riggs there are Ymbrynes that find out that they are Ymbrynes when they are already adults! Means they are adults but still Ymbrynes-in-training

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“Isn’t it cold out here?”

You blinked slightly confused.

The voice had ripped you out of your dream world.

You tilted your head upwards to meet a warm pair of emerald green eyes in which you could get lost in.

It took you a moment to realize that Alma was waiting for an answer so you raised the book in your hand a little.

“I was reading and it seems like I forgot the time.”

Alma’s gaze dropped to the book in your hand, a slight smile playing on her lips and you couldn’t help the blush that crept up your neck when her eyes met yours again.

Some seconds later it finally hit you.

That’s not what she had asked you.

“And yes, I didn’t notice that it got cold…..and dark,” you added, scratching the back of your head.

It was true. You really hadn’t noticed it until she had pointed it out.

To be honest, you hadn’t read one word in your book for the past 20 minutes because your mind had been too involved in its own little story but of course, you couldn’t tell Alma that.

She hummed and sat down next to you.

“What are you reading?”

Your gaze dropped to the book in your lap.

“Oh, nothing too interesting. I uhm, borrowed this from your library,” you answered with a sheepish smile and turned the book in your hands so she could see the cover.

Alma nodded slowly and smiled.

“What a pity, I did think that it was interesting,” she replied.

You could feel your cheeks heating up as you began to stammer:

“That’s not what I meant, I mean-, of course, it’s interesting-, I just thought uhm-”

A quiet laugh interrupted you and when you turned your head to look at Alma, you saw the amusement in her eyes.

Great, you had embarrassed yourself again.

Why couldn’t you just act normal around her?

But then again it was all worth it if it meant to see her so happy and carefree.

You’d gladly make a fool out of yourself only to see her eyes light up again or her cheeks turning pink from trying to hold back her laughter.

You slowly tore your gaze away when you noticed that you were staring even though Alma didn’t seem to have noticed it.

There was a moment of silence between you two. Luckily silence was never awkward between the two of you and you were very thankful for that.

It was Alma who broke the silence again.

“Who’s your favorite?”

Your head shot up, eyes slightly widened with panic but also confusion.

“What?!”

She tilted her head and nodded to the book in your lap.

“Who’s your favorite?” she asked again.

The tension left your body as fast as it came and you relaxed a little bit.

“Ohh uhm, I actually like the side characters more. I’ve always felt more connected to them.”

“So you are not the person who loves going on adventures and travel the world while searching for the love of their life?” she asked in a mocking tone.

You grinned, shook your head. Not that you needed to search the world to find the love of your life when she was sitting beside you in this very moment. After a small break you asked:

“Are you?”

She shook her head as well.

“That isn’t a path that was made for me.”

“Well, of course you wouldn’t leave now but what if you were free to choose, without the responsibility that you have now? Would you want to change something and leave?”

Alma’s gaze met yours again and you were sure that you saw something glow in them for a second but you couldn’t quite read it.

Then she whispered:

“No.”

You didn’t really know why but her answer somehow calmed you down and you sighed softly.

It was finally becoming easier for you to hold this conversation without embarrassing yourself and you were finally starting to relax a little when suddenly a thought shot into your head.

What if her answer was "no" because she had already found someone?

You tried to push that thought back but your tongue was too fast and before you could think about it more and stop yourself you asked:

“Have you ever loved someone?”

Your eyes went wide when you realized that you had said that out loud and you began to panic.

“Pardon?”

“I- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to- That was rude,” you began to stutter, her gaze burning on your skin.

Thank the birds that it was already dark outside because you were sure that you looked as red as a tomato right now. So much for not embarrassing yourself anymore.

You dropped your head in defeat and started to play with the pages of the book, praying that Alma wouldn’t hate you now.

Heavens, how could you have been so stupid?

Was it really that hard to have a normal conversation with her? Just one time?

You decided not to move and to your surprise, Alma didn’t stand up and leave you either.

She just looked up to the night sky and sighed slightly.

“Yes.”

The answer was barely a whisper so that you had nearly missed it, being so occupied with playing with the book pages out of anxiety. Slowly you lifted your head again, unsure if you were allowed to ask more or not. But curiosity won.

“Really?”

Alma’s eyes left the sky to wander to you again and she smiled slightly.

“Why so surprised?”

You blinked in confusion and shook your head lightly.

“I’m not sure. I suppose it’s because I’ve never noticed it.”

There it was again, the amusement twinkling in her eyes. But she chose to keep whatever she was thinking to herself and turned her attention back to the stars above you.

You finally closed the book and set it aside. Then you took a deep breath and looked at the woman beside you again.

“Do I know them?”

She raised an eyebrow and you could have sworn that you saw the corner of her lips twitch upwards just a little bit.

“Perhaps.”

You nodded slowly and started to think about who it could be. There weren’t many people visiting the loop but you also knew that Alma met other Peculiars and Ymbrynes at the Council so maybe it was someone from there?

“Okay, I need a little bit more than that.”

Her focus returned to you and she tilted her head again. There was something about this bird-like behavior that you thought was just utterly adorable but you pushed that thought away for later.

“Hmm we know each other for quite some time now and let’s see, she is very good with children even though she might not admit it herself, she has a good sense of humor, oh and she can be very chaotic and clumsy sometimes but never in a harsh way.”

She smiled at you and you could feel your heart become heavy. She must love that person a lot from how she talked about her.

You didn't know the other Council people that well and everything that you did know about them, came from stories that Alma told you.

But you could easily imagine that one of the other younger Ymbrynes and Alma knew eachother maybe since they were kids or maybe they met through the Council.

And of course they were good with children because well, they were an Ymbryne.

Or maybe it was an Ymbryne-in-training? That would explain the side remark, that the person doesn't believe herself that she's good with children.

Yes, that must be it.

“And have you told her?”

You didn’t even know why you kept on asking and torturing yourself but somehow you couldn’t stop.

Alma narrowed her eyes and blinked slowly.

“I pretty much did-”

“Ohh nooo, but she didn’t get it?” you interrupted her.

Somehow that made you feel a little bit better even though that was probably inappropriate and mean.

Alma sighed and mumbled:

“Apparently not, no.”

“That sounds more like she’s stupid and not chaotic and clumsy,” you grinned.

She smirked and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear while replying:

“No, I think she’s just very chaotic and clumsy.”

“Then I should probably talk to her at one point,” you laughed lightly.

Alma only nodded softly and smiled at you. That was when you suddenly became aware of how close your faces were.

You were surrounded by a little cloud that smelled like perfume, pipe smoke, and something else that you couldn’t quite name. But the longer you thought about it, the more you thought that it smelled like home.

The moment got ruined by your mind that painfully reminded you of the conversation that you two just had.

She loved someone else and you had to accept that.

Anything as long as she was happy. Even when that meant that you had to repress your feelings and see her with someone else.

And so you pulled back and lowered your gaze down to the book on the floor just to miss the spark of sadness and disappointment in Alma’s eyes.

When you looked up again, Alma was already standing again and holding her hand out to you.

“Come on, we should get you inside. You’ve been sitting in the cold for way too long and we don't want you to catch a cold.”

You nodded in agreement, grabbed her hand so she could pull you up and you went back inside together.

Your head kept replaying and overthinking everything that just happened and it kept you so distracted that you didn’t even notice that you had never let go of the warm hand that had helped you up.

[mythiccheroacademia]

okay- first time requesting so im kind of nervous, but, hear me. Reader and class 1-A going out for the first time to a club and things getting lit and everyone living in the moment, reader gets a little drunk and wants to dance, so she gets one of the boys to dance with her but things start to get heated in the dance floor? with Kirishima, Sero and Bakugou? pretty plz 🥺

A/N: Bruh, fuck covid. I miss partying, but my ass finna stay tf home because these cases are kind of getting out of control. Stay safe yall. Also, everyone is 21+ in this 

Bnha X Fem!Reader

Warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, a little spicy, but nothing you haven't seen before lmao

Kirishima Eijirou:

i hc kirishima to be that one unproblematic frat guy that loves to get lit

so when he heard the class wanted to go to the club, he was so hype 

if you’re taking shots, the man is right there with you 

bakugo can already tell he’ll be taking care of everyone’s drunk ass when he sees you and kirishima taking body shots off of mina 💀 

you and ochako see who can drink three beers the fastest

issa mess

after you’ve had your alcohol rounds, you and kiri are kinda just vibing with the music 

you’re laughing, talking, doing a little bit of shameless flirting~

then the alcohol hits you

and, oh look at that! theyre playing your favorite song!

you take kirishima’s hand and basically drag his ass to the floor

you two start dancing and it’s a hot mess for a second bc you can’t see and he lost all his rhythm on his second cup

but then you start looking at how his muscles look really good underneath the strobe lights and oh boy

he’s fine, like really fine

and you were ready to throw some ass

so you did

kirishima is one happy ass mf

he’s had fat ass crush on you for like 3000 yrs 

this is legit the best day of his life 

you two are really getting into it and denki and mina are hyping yall up like nobody’s business

you get up and fall back into his arms and you two laugh at what just happened

youre smiling at him like the sun and he knows he’s fucked 

kirishima makes his move

“you tryna get out of here?” he says in your ear

the look you give him makes him pull out his phone and call up an uber so fast 

Sero Hanta: 

i see sero as more of a smoker

he prefers to vibe out, but he was in the mood to get a little lit tonight

so he drinks something momo mixed together at the pregame 

he’s a lightweight so he sticks to one cup

meanwhile, your dumbass is onto your third lmao

but you two are a good kind of drunk so it’s really fun from the pregame all the way to the club 

you two are cracking jokes and just having a good time in each other’s presence 

some heavy flirting going on

the sexual tension is kinda thick

the entire class is looking at yall like 👀 

they know what’s up

but they eventually go out and let loose bc everyone is kind of off their asses 

anyways, the two of you just kind of chill by the bar, but then you see how everyone is having fun and dancing and you want to be there too 

“dance with me” you suddenly say to sero 

not one to pass up a chance to spend more time with you, he agrees and yall go in 

at first, youre just rocking to the music and he’s busting out these corny moves, trying to make you smile and youre laughing so hard

someone accidentally knocks you into his chest and he catches you out of reflex

even people are basically fucking on the dance floor, the atmosphere turns romantic?

you’re looking into each other’s eyes and suddenly, your lips are touching

then yall just start making out in the middle of the floor

(you might not be the only one’s doing it, but don't be that couple yall 💀)

sero starts kissing your neck and pressing up against you

you moan when you feel his excitement on your stomach

and damn that thing was long

yeaaaa you’re ready to go

you send a quick text to the girls gc, telling them that you’re leaving with sero and they start blowing up your phone, teasing you and wishing you a good night 

your night was def more than good 

Bakugo Katsuki: 

the fact that bakugo agreed to go to the club when you asked meant that he liked liked you, but you’re too dumb to notice 

he hated clubs, they were too noisy, dirty, and hot--and not in the good way

he’s only going bc to make sure you don’t do some slick shit and embarrass yourself 

and to make sure none of the dirty ass little boys pull a fast one on you bc  you’re looking good and he’ll fight anyone in the bih

anyways, when you get there, you’re just sipping on a couple margaritas to get you in the mood

all your friends from class 1-A were just talking and having fun until y’all separated into groups

some went to get some food, others were just by the bar, and your group went to go dance 

bakugo kind of just chilled in a spot where he could keep an eye out for you before he saw some shady-looking people trying to dance with you 

the reason why he charges into the crowd isn't bc he’s jealous or anything!! he just wants to make sure everything’s straight 

bakugo just cuts them off in the middle of their talking and gives them one look that sends them scurrying off 

while he’s yelling at you about stranger danger, you’re giving him bedroom eyes bc he was totally jealous and that just did something to you 

bakugo is too into basically arguing with himself to notice how a slow grinding song comes on, and your ass is already on him 

mans is stuck for a whole two seconds trying to process what’s going on, and then he’s on that ass like grass idc idc 

he’s here to finally prove to these extras that youre his 

when i say bakugo can catch yall...whew chile, he got some hips

as you twirl your hips, bakugo follows every movement, his hand going down to the back of your neck to bend you down more  

yall are basically fucking atp lmao 

gets to a point where he grabs you against his chest and straight up tells you 

“i’m fucking you up when we get to my place” 

let’s just say you had trouble walking the next day 

[kaito-is-baby]

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

A little bit of help part 2

Part 1 (you can actually read it without the first part and I'm pretty sure you will understand it anyways, it's just a fluffy scenario )

I wrote this late at night so it's probably... really bad lmao

You were dizzy... extremely dizzy

Your sight started to become filled with little black points until there was nothing but darkness

And you felt how your body was trembling

But you could still hear Todoroki's voice

"Come on Y/N! You can do this! We both know it!" His tone was still as relaxed and monotonous as always but his voice was louder than you have ever heard

He was cheering for you

And not only cheering for you, he was doing it in front of his father

If he allowed himself to call his atention even knowing he would no longer be able to avoid his father just to cheer for you you had to win

So you pushed yourself a bit more

"I don't want you to push yourself or feel pressure on this training" You remembered Todoroki's only rule during your training

You did not understand his words that day but as you grew closer you started to get it

You used to train after lunch and after your classes so you ended up eating together and walking home together too

Well, to be fair, he would walk you home

"Hey, todoroki, I got a question" you asked while the boy slurped his beloved soba once "you entered UA by recommendation, right?"

He nodded

"Who recommended you?" It was a genuine question, no gossip or meanness on it

What was a little crush because of his incredible fighting skills soon stepped to a bigger crush for his personality

That kind of polite but absolutely nonexisting socials skills

The way he was always so straight forward and funny without trying to, actually being the most serious guy to walk on earth

You had grown attached to all those little details details about him and you really wanted to know some more

"My stupid old father"

"Wow, he must be really important" It clicked you then, his fire powers and his left side was just like endeavour's "oh... I hadn't realized, the hero number 2 is your father?"

He did not answer, nothing at all, silent

"That must give you a lot of pressure" he grumbled this time "but at least he must have taught you a lot"

He stood up, angry "lets go training, I dont like this conversation"

This training session wasn't like anything before, he was taking it specially seriously and you barely managed to avoid his attacks, let alone attack or train yourself

The classes finally ended and you wiated for Todoroki on your usual training spot but he did not show up

So you decided to go and find him

Not many streets far away from your high school you found him, walking alone

He was probably heading towards his house

"Todoroki!" You called him from behind but his feet did not stop and he did not even turn to see you "What about our training?"

Finally the boy stopped and looked at you

"Sorry, I forgot about it" you knew very well he didn't "Can we leave it until tomorrow?"

"Yeah... yeah of course" He was angry, wasn't he? "Can I walk you home? You always do that for me!"

He nodded reluctantly and you joined his walk, silently

"I... I'm sorry" you finally broke the awkward silent that had remained between you for the past five minutes of your shared walk "I don't know what it is but I know I have done something to bother you, can you please tell me what it is so I can apologise properly?"

"You did nothing, it's fine" It clearly wasn't

"Is it because I asked about your father? I wasn't trying to be mean or nosy I just... I want to know you better, to be friends"

"I'm not really trying to make friends but okay, I have no trouble explaining it to you" your hands started to sweat and you were honestly awkward

"I just want to become the number 1 hero without using my left side, the one with fire" you nodded, encouraging him to continue

"My father... you know what a quirk arranged marriage is?" You did but you thought no one would really do it

"Well, my mother had an ice quirk and my father thought that having both their quirks I would be the strongest hero ever but..." you tried to smile to him, searching to give him some reassurance but you noticed then he hadn't been looking at you this whole time, he wasn't really looking at anything "he was abusive and neglected me and my sibling for his thirst of power, he forced me to train and drove my mother absolutely insane. I want to show him that I can be equally strong without using his quirk and that way show him that I am no longer his son, I reject him"

"I... understand, I'm so sorry for bringing up your father, I shouldn't have, if you had never spoke about him you sure had a reason too, I'm so sorry"

"It's okay, you didn't know it anyways"

"If it cheers you up I'm sure you will be able to proof to him that you are better than him, because... you are, you know?"

No answer was given to that

And you two shared anothers 5 minutes in absolute silent

"Oh I get it, you did not want to train me so you couldn't be like your father" You broke it, again.

He nodded, his eyes glued to his feet and clearly avoiding your look

"Its okay, you are not him, I'm the one who wants this, remember?"

You could swear you saw a very very tiny smile show in his face after that

And now, on the sports festival he was cheering for you, you wantes to see that tiny smile again so you, against his very own words, pushed yourself further than your body allowed you too

You did not see any longer and your body was not able to keep on its feets

But you managed to grab the plants your opponent had created

And from there, even without knowing where she was, you found her

You crawled your way to her, following the plants to where you believed they started

And there you found her, your opponent

She did not expect you to follow her own weapon to find her and with that surprise as your advantage you finally touched her

Then, it was decided, you won

Once your hand touched her skin she fell on a tight dream

With that, she was out of combat and you got your victory

But you found yourself falling to the ground with your opponent

Before touching the ground you heard "Ibara Shiozaki is out of combat! Y/N wins!"

The moment you heard those words you finally gave in

And your body collapsed, you were no longer conscious

When your eyes shot open you saw the nursery around you and you understood it, you had pass out fighting and now you were resting as you should

"Midoriya is using everything he has!" The TV was loud, so loud it bothered you. You would have switched it off if it wasn't for who was Midoriya's opponent

Todoroki

You followed his steps and attacks, your eyes could not get out of the boy even when some of your friends came to see you

Eventually, you saw him use his left side

And something inside you broke

He was so sure of his goal and now he would nit be able to accomplish it right?

You turned off the TV finally and wrapped yourself in the nursery blanket

But no more than 10 minutes after the fight Todoroki was at your door

"Can I... come in?" You nodded at his question

When the boy was besides your nursery bed you two stood in front of each other in absolute silent

Until you raised you hand and reached to his left cheek, the perfect spot to touch his healthy skin while caressing his scar with your thumb

"Why did you use your left hand?" It was your genuine concern who asked him and not you really

"I don't know" again, Todoroki was looking at the ground, you hated how someone so strong and admired by everyone could be so unsure around his father topic

You truly hated Endeavor, altought you didn't knew the details about what he had done you knew how much it has hurted todoroki, it was more than enough to hate him

"Midoriya said it was my power and I felt... confident about it for a second but I dont know what to do with it now... I'm not sure if I want to use it or not"

"Midoriya is right, it's your power afterall, if you decide to use it it has nothing to do with Endeavor but if you don't feel ready to do so no one can force you to use it either" you took his hand in yours, the free one and todoroki felt unfamiliarly warm at it's touch "If you choose to use it or not won't change the fact that you reject him and you can show him that in soany other ways, and I will help you with it whenever you need me to"

You probably weren't going to be strong enought to win the next combat but at least you saw that tiny smile appear again in his face thanks to your words and later, you cheered for him on his fight against bakugo just like he did with you

[kangyeosaang]

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thank you csenge @imdefs​ for tagging me to show how i made this set ✨

buckle up folks this is gonna be long bc min. character limit uni papers thought me a lot of things but def not how to be concise 

01. planning

this was a long time ago but i do remember wanting to make something with overlays bc quite honestly i started working on this way too late and it seemed the fastest lmao. jokes on me i had 2 failed attempts and this also went through some changes along the way. initially i wanted to combine dye, bol and present:you... them being my fave eras for this lovable dumb man. so it would’ve been one pair for each gif.

02. creating

picking footage

so onto creating,, first things first the concept had to be changed bc present:you only had light shots so that had to be removed rip, here you can see a failed attempt at me trying to include it. this was before i started making proof on concepts for gifsets which later on saved me so much time... but not this time

once i accepted defeat i had to reshuffle the shots and add some new ones but it was all good i was not losing braincells at all. so onto the real gifs, gonna show you the red one bc that’s my fave of the three. 

making the base

btw i’m always working with timelines and smart objects bc it feels way easier than frames. so here we started with this jaebeom, and since the background and his hair it’s pretty dark those will be the parts which will be covered with the next gif. i made it black and white and also adjusted the levels a bit to make it a bit softer (lowered the whites and lightened the blacks)

for aesthetic purposes i always go for one close shot and one wider shot, then literally all i did was add the other gif on top, and set it to lighten. okay this is it that’s the whole process bye. oh we need the rest too? okay okay. so btw for a while i was considering making both of them coloured but then bw looked better when having all three gifs under each other, felt more like a ‘set’

now for this gif in particular i did not need to mask anything, shocking, but for the others i had to either blend the edges or make the bottom layer darker at some places to let the top layer show up a bit more e.g. for the second gif i needed a tiny blending like so (it’s the layer 1 copy 3 lmao)

making the overlay bits

then we are basically done with the main part of the gifs, obviously i applied colouring to each inside the smart object. but i always like to add something extra on top which are usually two things: 1.) full overlay gif something blurred (literally any kind of footage.. i used leaves, water, space renders etc. so far), or a light leak, oooor a bokeh effect whatever and just keep it subtle. and 2.) some smaller moving bits which are usually sparkles, dust, stars, galaxy stuff etc. u get the idea. for the above gif this happens to be Layer 1 copy 2 rip. also in this case this overlay is actually this jaebeom footage blurred and with some colouring added on top of it to have this redish brassy tone (not me forgetting about this completely lmao) obviously it’s zoomed in and i’m using the top left part of the video blurred. look at me explaining my chosen gif with another gifs gahd i’m bad at this. anyways it just goes to show i use practially anything i can think of and just blur it. 

for the full overlay footage i either go black and white and set it to overlay or soft light, whatever works best, or go coloured and set it to lighten again.... whatever blending mode works best. for this specific 2nd gif i went with lighten. for the smaller moving bits same tbh i just adjust the levels/curves to only show the bits i need when it’s set to lighten, i.e. i make its background more black so it won’t make the gif hazy. 

 adding the text

so anyways i add those on top so it’s not boring anymore,, practically just concealing the fact that all i‘ve really done was adding a gif on top of another and set it to lighten rip. oh yeah we have the text layers, nothing fancy here: for the script i used Challenge and the serif is FogtwoNo5. For the script i sampled some red from the background and just set it to overlay, and for the serif i just went with full caps adding some extra kerning bc one: for full caps you always need that, not this much lol, and two: it just looks better okay. 

last touches

then i added a levels adjustment layer because i felt the gifs were a bit brighter than i wanted, so we ended up with this 

saviiiiiing 

oh my gahd we are almost theeeere, for saving gifs here are my settings, i did not have to tell photoshop which colours to use luckily so it was an easy process.

03. posting

eeehmmm posting... yeah nothing exciting? i just save it in my drafts check it on mobile, and if something is really messed up i’ll change some colouring and saving settings, but this was a fairly ‘easy’ gif for tumblr to compress decently so none of that. 

if you read this far bruh.... i don’t think i’ve made sense anyways thank yooouuu 💕

and the five amazing CCs i’m tagging are 

🎬 dear wifey, rosie @se-jun​​​​ for these victon posters which i definitely did not make her choose and we ended up with the same i would’ve chosen 🌈 vivi @yeekies​​​​ for making a rainbow from the mostly yellow blob that is the fireworks mv 💙 yv @woodzm​​​​ for this beauty where the blues are colourmatched so well it makes me mad 🌸 lotta @halahala​​​​ for this miracle of a gifset which made me not despise pink 🌈 bridget @lilacwoo​​​​ for this 12/10 rainbow right here because apparently i like rainbows. shocking.   

feel free to ignore and all them usual stuff

[mihorapendeja]

happier than ever | tsukishima x you

the one shot in which tsukishima basically falls for a female version of everyone's favorite sunny tangerine.

genre: fluff/soft core smut lmao i haven't done this in years i feel silly but here you go

pairing(s): kei tsukishima x you (referred to as "ria kihira" in part 1 bc this was originally going to be an OC thing but nvm a/n's: show this some love and interaction pls.

PART 1: THE PAST

❝Again?❞ Even though Tsukishima complained again, this time he made it easier for her as he even stood completely still. Such a good boy.

❝Let her beat your face!❞ Shoyo exclaimed as she smiled in delight, then moving on to pat the powder puff on his stupid face. Of course she only took a few seconds for him, but all the time in the world for Hinata.

While the two chirped about the new reboot trailer for Dexter, Kuroo's sleazy self slid beside his lanky child with an extra smug look on his face. That man was a menace.

❝Say, don't you think they look related?❞

Tsukishima was a difficult man to catch off guard, but right then and there, a mini existential crisis kicked in. His eyes darted back and forth between Shoyo and Ria Kihira, the makeup artist on set for the commercial filming day.

Kei knew Kuroo was a slut for all the pretty things in life — he constantly had a trope of hot women surrounding him.

But this time, he'd really outdone himself.

Not a stupid man entirely, a huge shit-eating grin formed on Tetsuro's face. He followed Kei's eyes who desperately wandered back and forth their matching hair, skin tone, lack of height... "please let it be a mere coincidence because it's bad enough that—" Kei shut his own intrusive mind from further thinking as he slapped his hand over Kuroo's mouth shut. Tight.

That hyena laugh was not being unleashed today.

THE STORY OF HOW YOU MET:

ca. 2019, on set of a commercial for one of Kuroo's production companies. After Tetsuro had defeated Kei in a game of beer pong, he had to comply with the loser's bet -- be part of the damn commercial along with Shoyo, for a viewership boost. So he said. Ria was the makeup artist on set that day, and it pretty much went from Tsuki acting like a feral cat who didn't want to be touched by any makeup tools, to blissfully passing out in a chair while she gently stroked his face with a soft powder brush.

Near the end of the day when he'd no longer back away from her with animosity, it was Kuroo's stupidly astute observation that left him rattled. The boy was put into a choke hold because he refused to like someone with the same orange hair and milky skin tone as Hinata. Someone equally bright, bubbly, and stupid ... yeah that refusal didn't last long. Ria spoke her mind so freely, being direct but never pleading because she respected herself in that regard. He liked that and before Kei knew it, he found himself admitting to her that he was, "actually quite fond of you." She understood it was his way of saying those pesky 3 words, 8 letters.

PART 2: THE PRESENT, 3 YEARS LATER.

THE ALARM CLOCK rang it’s deathly siren like tone, nearly sending you into cardiac arrest. Although he defensively stretched an arm out over your chest as if ready to protect, Kei did not get up.

Of course he wouldn't.

Like every morning at 4am, it was you who suffered the most when getting out of bed to grab the phone to silence that torture down. As you had deeply sighed and turned to face the bed, Tssuki was now face up with the covers all the way up to his nose.

Even in your groggy state, you could tell he was smirking. That smug bastard stared at you intently, dead still. While Kei typically minded his own business and was at times thought of as quiet, the boy was definitely not shy. You wouldn't call him a total flirt, but he could so hold onto a gaze without so little as batting a long eyelash.

Kei was, extremely competitive. Lightning would have to strike his literal eyes to keep them from staring at you, specifically at your curvy thighs.

The way your soft cotton shorts rode up them was always a very pleasant sight, so he just kept staring, happily.

He loved that little penguin walk you busted into every morning when shutting the alarm off.

It’s like you couldn’t balance properly, and he swore that you were always shorter looking in the early hours of the day. He didn’t know how you could lack more height than you already did at barely 5 feet 2, but it always seemed that way.

It was especially cute, like he could just grab you and keep you in the palm of his hand.

Tired, you sat back down on the bed. You scooted until meeting the headboard, and then just let her head dip back.

It was so incredibly peaceful until you could no longer ignore his obvious glaring. “If you’re awake already, why don’t you get up?”

“It’s barely 4:05,

we don’t go in till 5am.”

He said so factually that you just deeply exhaled. Tssuki was definitely not a morning person, and neither were you.

Even though you were much more energetic, it was a Friday and you could not wait for the end of the workday already.

While Tssuki could be late to practice because let's be honest, few would even confront him, you could not pull off the same irresponsibility.

You cared way too much, and in general, hated the feeling of being late to anything. "Come on." You murmured, nudging Kei as he completely ignored you and kept on sleeping.

You waited for another minute before climbing out of bed, grabbing his attention once again. This time, your black shorts were scrunched further up. So far up that your ample ass cheeks were out in all their glory.

“Arigato, thank you god.”

Nishinoya would say.

“Well I’m not as naturally good looking as you so I’m gonna go shower and start getting ready.”

You huffed, truly riling Kei up inside. Hearing you say that genuinely made something inside of his stomach stir, so he instinctively reached out towards your wrist.

Even in the dark room, he could see your face clearly and tell you weren’t joking. "The fuck is wrong with her?" He thought, not angry, but extremely concerned because you weren't fishing for a compliment.

The two of you had been together for over 3 years now, and so he more than knew that you were not that kind of girl.

Yes, you lacked height at 5’2, but you were physically strong. Literally, you could carry all the grocery bags in one go with no issues. Lifting abilities? Check.

Even though Tssuki cruelly chose the apartment with extra high kitchen shelves, you would never ask for help to reach for stuff. "Help I can't reach" was not a phrase that existed in your world.

Literally, he’d sometimes walk in for some juice and find you on top of a chair reaching for something, if not on the literal counter tops to store items.

Independent? Check.

Resourceful? Check.

On top of all that, you had a voluptuous body he thought was fucking scrumptious. He understood that the norms for women in Japan could be vicious, especially if you weren’t a slender door like he was, but despite your insecurities, you still wore it all so well. You didn’t let it stop you from wearing whatever you wanted (as you should).

At times he did think you were a little bit stupid for fretting over such body image issues, but Tssuki was okay with that.

He didn’t want a know it all like himself, that be beyond insufferable.

Before he knew it, you were teaching him a thing or two as well. So Tssuki then knew you were not a vapid pick me girl, and that was honestly a pretty big turn on for him.

SPEAKING OF TURN ons, Kei found it incredibly hot to have you pinned beneath him, like you currently were.

It wasn’t an ingenue kink, to have you below him so submissively and weak, no. It was the way you fought to assert yourself, and the way you writhed. The way you tried to break free was no half assed attempt either.

Sometimes you'd even throw in a few knees into it, and Tssuki didn't mind it one bit. Two dominate personalities, things were always bound to be feisty in bed.

This time however, he sensed some a defeat in your soul.

Convinced to rekindle your spirits, his brows furrowed as he lowered himself closer to your pretty face.

“Take that back.” Tssuki growled in a low, oh so sexy deepened morning voice.

“I can’t, It’s true.” You protested, sighing as he pulled himself away only to then wrap his arms around your waist and throw you over his shoulders.

Misreading the situation, you first protested before breaking into full on laughter as he stormed into the shower with you still dangling, kicking your short legs in the air.

You had thought this was playful Tssuki, the version no one was too familiar with.

Except you … and Yamaguchi. You and Yams lived to exchange Tssuki-isms.

You were mistaken when trying to approach him as he had stripped entirely. God, you so badly wanted to touch his defined chest and close the space between —and that’s when your favorite salt mine smirked as he instinctively reached back to swivel the shower handle on.

Grabbing the detachable shower heard, Tssuki sprayed you down.

"That son of a bitch." You thought, having jumped back in shock, literally. The water was so fucking cold.

Tssuki raised a brow, testing you. On one hand, he thought you looked like a helpless kitten that was abandoned on some random parking lot on a rainy day.

He was an asshole, but if he ever came across a lonely stray cat, he'd so scoop it up and take home for some warm milk.

On the other hand, he thought you looked even more hot with the way your baggy shirt now clung onto every part of your curvaceous body.

Tssuki had to exhale as he saw your nipples peaking through your smaller but perfect chest. He just wanted to cup your perky tits, squeeze them and hear you moan in delight—your hot breath on his ear as you rested a side of your face on his.

“Can’t touch me till you take that back.”

He warned as you tried to take a step forward.

“Tssu— you whined, sighing as you crossed your arms, cold.

“Admit it, you’re beautiful. Say it.” He insisted as you tossed your head back. "I’m beautiful … kinda, I mean” you trailed off, too distracted by your own cruel thoughts to notice when he raised the shower head again to spray you down.

“Ouch!” You gasped this time, burned by the super hot water. Tssuki turned, realizing that instead of increasing the water’s pressure, he had turned it to the hot side.

Steaming hot.

He rubbed them back of his neck, sheepishly trying to play off. That stupidly cool bathroom is literally what had sold him into choosing that apartment.

After a long day of training, having a large bathtub to soak in, or large walk in shower that doubled as a sauna to rest in was a treat. Not only that, but curative. You swore that this man's epsom salt baths were the reason his long limbs were always good to go, pain free.

Tssuki rushed to place the shower head back on, pushing a few buttons on the digital control panel to get some therapeutic steam going.

On a good morning, he'd already have you pinned to the wall. Your face buried into his neck as Tssuki spread your ass apart, drilling his every inch into you.

But sadly, this wasn't a good morning ... yet. When you waved a hand out in defeat, eyes swelling with tears, Kei grabbed you right before you could step away.

You slammed into his chest with a light thump as he then grabbed your shoulders to keep you balanced. "My clumsy pumpkin." He thought as you raised your head to meet his warm eyes.

Tssuki lowered his face, gently planting a kiss on your forehead. Pulling away, he grabbed your arm & extended it out as he begin to plant a trail of kisses over the burned-pink area. His kisses deepened the closer he got to your neck, stopping only when at your jawline.

Now, the two of you were staring directly at each other, his eyes radiating all the comfort you wanted to see: love, adoration, lust. It was so quiet, but your heartbeat was so damn loud.

His actions were doing all the talking. Now completely soaked, you looked down at the hem of your shirt as Tssuki grabbed both ends and begin to lift the blouse up and away from you.

Left in nothing but shorts, he kept his eyes locked on you as you nodded while he lowered himself to help you out of them.

Now, completely naked, he just stared at you in awe.

You were his goddess, and he was going to happily worship, service, respect, love.

ARIGATO GOD.

“I don’t know why you hesitate” he softly whispered as you took in a deep breath, suddenly feeling overly emotional. Near tears kind of overwhelmed.

To keep yourself from actually sobbing, you cleared your throat to speak up, “I love my job, but I guess sometimes working with so many beautiful models, I can’t help but to compare my—

Tssuki had heard enough about your delusions. His hands flew the sides of your face, pulling you in for a deep kiss. You felt such a thrill surging through your body as he so easily hoisted you up.

It was your favorite thing in the world, to wrap your legs around his long torso, and it was Tssuki’s favorite thing to dig his hands into your firm ass, your soft thighs.

Pulling away, he takes slow steps forward so your back gently meets the wall. With one hand, he caressed your face , thumb gliding over your cheek before connecting his forehead with yours.

“As I was saying, - I don’t know why you hesitate to say it, but I think you’re the most beautiful person in this whole goddamn world.”

A pesky tear escaped onto your cheek, and Tssuki blotted it away with a kiss, burying his face closer to yours. So close your noses are now touching.

When he wanted to, Tssuki could be so completely soft.

“You don’t know every single person in this world.”

You laughed, still touched by his bold declaration.

“I mean it. Waking up to you every morning I think wow, I’m so lucky.”

He admits as you then break into another chuckle. “You’re so full of shit, that’s not the first thing you think of.”

Tssuki pulls on your lower lip down with his thumb, chuckling back. “You idiot sandwich I didn’t say it was the first thing, but it’s a close second.”

You find yourself laughing out loud, his frisky smile fully plastered on his face as your nose scrunches in that way he finds so fucking adorable.

“Begone negativity.” He both teases and shudders at the thought of how Suga burned that in the back of his mind.

“Do I have to sing that stupid One Direction song to you?” Tssuki then jokingly added as your eyes widened.

“You wouldn’t!”

“You’re right that’s disgusting.” He scoffed, hoisting you further up as he took your breath away with another kiss, this time, his hands running through your hair.

It was always a mystery with him, never knowing if he was going to pull on your hair, or caress it.

This time however, as his tongue slipped into your mouth, eager, you couldn’t help but to squeal. You had to give it to him, the man was great at multitasking. While he deepened the kiss, Tssuki tapped the melody of that dumb song on your thighs as if drumming.

"You're insecure, don't know what for, you're turning heads when you walk through the door / don't need makeup to cover up, being the way that you are is enough --

Everyone else in the room can see it

Everyone else but you

Baby, you light up my world like nobody else

The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell

You don't know, oh, oh, you don't know you're beautiful."

Tssuki had really taken SMACK MY ASS LIKE A DRUM to a whole other level, and you couldn't even be mad about it.

"Having fun, ya happy doing that?" You teased as he now gave himself a quick rub, fully erect. Your man was so well endowed and that was both exciting and terrifying at times. While you loved dominant Tssuki, today he was a bit more mellow and less gimp man.

"Fuck, Kei-" You moaned as he slowly entered you, rubbing your clit with his thumb, the pressure just right. "I'm definitely having fun, in fact" he smirked as you moved down to slam yourself further into him, begging for more, "I'm happier than ever."

[leaf-greener]

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#he’s very autistic coded and also his main colour is white so idk about you but he kinda seems like the exact same character as silver /j

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Ok so I was rewatching TCW and I started out with the movie and honestly I’m only really a few minutes in and I am losing it over:

 -That clone who gave R2 a head pat.   -That clone who yelled charge and got immediatelyshot afterwards, that made me sad  -That clone who punched a droid, and then fucking died.   -The fact that DIRECTLY after that we see Cody WACK A DROID with his FULLY FUNCTIONAL BLASTER and then ROUNDHOUSE KICK ANOTHER ONE, AND THEN GO BACK TO SHOOTING MORE DROIDS

-Alright fuck it this is a live post now because I need to scream into the void and my friends don’t like Star Wars Fair warning, this is INSANELY long, and I’m doing this entirely for myself. I just don’t have anywhere else to put all my thoughts down freely and damn it I’m gonna put ALL of them down. 

-Ashoka, I love you but please god. get actual clothes. armor??? maybe??? Just, ANYTHING BUT A TUBE TOP. 

-Ok, so this movie looks pretty bad but I actually think the back grounds are really pretty. 

-Tbh early Ashoka is like, really cute?? (In a “aw look at the kid“ way, which is funny considering I’m her age-)  And if she’d wear some actual fucking clothes she’d have a really good design. 

-I can completely understand why people would find her annoying but lmfao Skyguy is fucking hilarious, if only because it pisses of Anakin. 

-All the Clones looking at her when she says it and Rex laughing helps add to everything. 

-Anakin: Captain Rex will show you a little respect can go a long way.   Rex: *Visible Oh Fuck Shit Don’t Give Me The Baby Jedi*

-Ashoka, I love you, but please Force stfu show Rex some respect.

-Ok but literal seconds later Rex actually seems happy to see she’s like, enthusiastic? (I think?)

-oH SHIT REX DROPPED A “DAMN” I FORGOT ABOUT THAT ASDFGHJKL (Rex there’s a child riGHT THERE)

-Fuck fuck shit this when Teth happens I’m not emotionally prepared

-Why are they in the middle?? Wouldn’t it be easier to go the side??? 

-Obi Wan saved a Clone :)

-Obi Wan ffs that’s a war crime-

-Why are the droids protecting the shield genorator literal fucking soda cans  

-So like, I know to a lot of people that moment between Anakin and Ashoka feels a little unearned, I just. can’t say I feel the same. Mostly because I can, relate a lot to Ashka feels there. You know, when you kinda fuck up but really, it wasn’t that bad, but you still feel like shit and you know other people think you fucked up too? But seeing Anakin being understanding is just, really comforting in a way. 

-Why the FUCK did they send ANAKIN to save JABBA THE HUTTS SON, do they not remember his childhood??????????????

-Actually I think they did a good job on Jabba’s model. When I look at him I don’t want to throw up. 

-God that opening shot of Teth from space is just, so fucking ominous and it fills me with dread. Especially knowing what’s gonna happen. 

-The Clones surrounding Ashoka have hair that’s going to kill me out of just being so BAD. 

-The Clones laughing when Ashoka says she saved Anakin is fucking funny

-ASHOKA IN A HOOD MY BELOVED

-DID THAT B1 DROID JUST FUCKING COMPLIMENT THE SPIDER DROID FOR MAKING A GOOD SHOT LIKE IT WAS A PET??????? THAT’S SO WHOLESOME?????? IT NODDED IN THANKS?????????

-RIDGE ILY

-Ok but actually though I fucking love B1′s. “Just fire right there!” is HILARIOUS. 

-”Oh my God” being said by a droid implies so much shit that I a not unpacking

-Ashoka, honey, you’re blocking the pilots view-

-This OST-

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#4

Do you ever have to make an entirely new email to make an entirely new Tumblr account because the app wasn’t working so you deleted it to download again but then realised you’d have to sign in and you can’t sign in without your homophobic dad seeing and he already knows you have a Tumblr but you’d rather not bring it u again and OOPS you aren’t following any of your favorite blogs anymore and are going to have re-follow them through memory becaue Tumblr won’t let me look at the people I was following on my old account 

2 notes • Posted 2021-06-27 00:53:32 GMT

#3

I just watched the new TBB episode and honest to fucking God I’m. Experiencing pain.

4 notes • Posted 2021-07-03 00:29:08 GMT

#2

Endless Possibilities holds so much power because I was feeling like fucking shit like, literally a minute ago and then Endless Possibilities came on and I feel actually ok right now?? Like what the fuck I’ve been on the verge of tears for like, an hour, and boom, stress gone. Thanks Sonic

10 notes • Posted 2021-10-20 23:14:35 GMT

#1

My mom just described a pregnant dog as a dog piñata

21 notes • Posted 2021-11-01 21:15:18 GMT

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[bokutos-eyebrows]

Hello👉🏻👈🏻 could I perhaps have a daichi or asahi scenario where ur the captain of ur volleyball team(gender neutral or female POV, whichever you prefer to do~) but the opposing team deliberately spikes the ball w intent to harm at ur youngest team member but u move them out of the way and end up getting hit and knocked down, everyone’s super nervous cus you also hit your head(1/2)

(2/2 sorry I’m a lengthy bitch lmao) and asahi(or daichi!) gets extra anxious because you have a majorly bloody nose but you’re a brave and mildly vindictive bean and stuff that nose w tissues n keep playing, winnin n ending in major fluffy caring feels from a mother hen bf 🥺 thank u so much and even if this doesn’t float ur boat that’s totally cool! I just need more daichi and asahi love in my life 😭stay safe and healthy💖

Mother hen bf is like the perfect way to describe those two I love it sm! And don’t be sorry! Being lengthy is always appreciated bc i wanna do my best !!!!!!!! I couldn’t decide on which one so I just did both LOLLL Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you enjoy :3

Azumane Asahi

What had started out as a friendly match with a neighboring team was quickly turning sour. Your community volleyball team had agreed to this match without really knowing much about the other team, thinking it would be a fun game between communities. As it turns out, the other team was known for their rough play, using fowl tactics to win games. Your team had won the first set, the current scores were tied 21-21.

You were tired, running around to receive the extra harsh spikes that felt targeted towards the smaller and younger players was taking its toll on you. Looking down, you saw how scuffed up your arms were, wincing at the thought of all the bruises that would form. It was rough, but you were too defensive of your teammates to let anyone else take the brunt of it.

There weren't many people in the crowd, and even if there had been, it was easy to spot your 6’2, long haired boyfriend. He had a concerned look on his face, brows furrowed. You flashed him a quick smile for reassurance, but his worry did not ease up. 

The opposing team’s ace was sizing up the youngest member of your team. This set off alarm bells in your head. As the setter tossed the ball, you sprinted over to the side of the court your teammate was on. The other teams ace spiked the ball down hard, as if to really hurt your teammate.

A sickening smack noise quieted the entire gym as you fell to the floor. You had barely made it in time to take the impact of the ball right to your face. The silence of the gym was interrupted by the loud noise of Asahi running down the bleachers towards you. As you sat up, blood dripped from your nose, prompting the game to take a timeout for you to get checked out. 

Asahi carried you to the bench where your couch had tissues and water waiting for you. 

“Y/n, you should sit the rest of the game out, that was a really rough blow.” your boyfriend was on the verge of tears after seeing you hurt. 

You gave him a reassuring smile, “Babe, we’re 4 points from winning the game, I have to finish.” You plugged your nose with tissues and got up to go back on the court despite Asahi’s protest. He stood up, flipped his hair over his shoulder and shot the ace of the other team an intimidating look. 

Part of you wanted to tell him to knock it off, but he was so cute when he was being protective. With his support and your teammates backing you up, you guys score the last few points you need to win the match. You snuck in a few power spikes of your own directed at the ace and other players that had targeted your teammates.  

Asahi brought you your favorite fruit and a protein drink. You collapsed in his arms, happy the hellish game was over. Your boyfriend wrapped his arms around you snugly. 

“You really shouldn’t have kept playing, y/n. I was so worried.” Asahi sighed, stroking your hair. 

“I wanted to make sure the game ended quickly! With minimal damage to everyone else.” You pouted.

Asahi laughed, “You’re really something else, y/n. You did great today my little team captain.” He snuggled into you, holding you close as you rested and you in close to make sure you didn’t see him glare down at the other team as they left. 

Sawamura Daichi

Your team had absolutely dominated the opposing team during the first set. You weren’t one to brag or gloat too much but your team was really coming together today and absolutely killing it. It was partially thanks to your boyfriend, Daichi, agreeing to help out as team manager. With his experience, each member of the team learned how to remain level headed in game and play their strengths. 

The second set was going well so far, 20-18 in your team's favor. After scoring another point, you and one of your teammates high fived. You heard a middle blocker from the other team make a loud “tsk.” noise and whisper something to their wing spiker. They seemed to be planning something.

You glanced at Daichi and locked eyes, you could tell he had picked up on it too. You locked your gaze on the wing spiker. The other team had the ball and their setter was about to toss it. The wing spiker glanced at the teammate to your left. It was the youngest player on the team. 

Before you could think twice, you felt your legs carry you in front of your colleague as the wing spiker hit the ball. They were aiming at your friend but you managed to receive the ball, albeit with your face, and the rest of your team followed through and scored a point, not letting your sacrifice go in vain. 

You yelled out an encouraging cheer before you realized your nose was gushing blood. Daichi was calling a timeout and rushing to your side with a towel to catch the blood. You sat on the bench while Daichi patched you up.

“Sit out the rest of this set, y/n.” Daichi said as he handed you a bottle of water.

“No way, babe. You saw the way they tried to target my team.” You took a long drink.

“Y/n that wasn’t a suggestion.” your boyfriend sighed, “I know you want to look out for your team but your nose is bleeding pretty bad.”

“Daichi, I love you,” you said while rummaging through your sports bag, “I know you were the captain of Karasuno but, I’m the captain here.” you smirked.

Daichi couldn't help but let out a laugh, he loved your get it done attitude and knew there was no further room to argue. 

“I love you too, y/n. Go get em,”

You found a tampon in your bag that you carried for emergencies and plugged your nose to stop the bleeding. Too determined to win the game to care if you looked silly, you got back on the court. Your team completely shut out any of the opposing teams spikes and serves, making the win quick. 

After you’d had your team meeting and  picked up your stuff to leave, Daichi picked you up bridal style and carried you.

“You didn’t think I’d let you strain yourself even further after that fiasco did you?” He mused, holding you tight in his arms. “I’m going to take care of you till you feel better, since you don’t seem to care about anything but playing volleyball.”

“Hah, that’s rich coming from you Daichi.” you laughed, pulling your boyfriend into a kiss. He carried you all the way home, complimenting your plays and how cute you look in your jersey the whole way.

[kortsitron]

It's All About You Tonight

Relationship: Loki × TransMale! Reader

Location: Asgard

AU: Loki's Guardian AU { MADE BY ME }

Warnings: None I guess

[A/N]

When I'm posting it, is the second day of July, which means my birthday. This is the reason why this one shot is about birthday. I'm old lmao. I hope you will enjoy this oneshot! ^^

1 month ago

"Can you say it one more time, brother?" Thor asked, looking at his brother with small confusion on his face.

It was one month to (Y/N)'s birthday. Loki was in room with his brother and some other people talking about the plan for guardian's special day.

"Alright. I will say this one more." Loki sighed and stood up. He had to explain plan for the fourth time. "Two week before (Y/N)'s birthday, I will give him a lot of work, so he will think about the things that he have to do and he will forget about his birthday." God explained. "Then I will give him a letter with things to do and here comes Thor. He will spend the entire day with (Y/N), helping him with chores and making sure he won't know about the surprise that we are going to make. Any questions? No? Great. Now we need to talk about the surprise..."

Today

(Y/N) was woke up by alarm coming from his phone. It was another day of hard work. Man signed and got out of the bed and then he noticed a letter on his bedside cabinet. (Y/N) took the letter and read it.

"Good morning, dear.

When you're reading this, I'm not on Asgard. I have things to do. Today I'm leaving you with my brother. Thor will help you with your chores and he will accompany you, so you are not going to feel alone. After you will be done with everything, in your room I will leave armor that I want you to wear and then meet me at 8.00 pm. in ballroom. Not later, not earlier.

Here are the things I want you to do today:..."

It wasn't anything new. Sometimes Loki had other things to do and he was leaving his warrior on Asgard with chores. It wasn't happening often.

(Y/N) sighed, thinking about everything he needed to do. This will be long day for him. Man walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. After that he made his hair and wore his armor that he was everyday. Then he ate breakfast, brushed his teeth and he was ready to start his day.

Guardian was walking around the castle, looking for a God Of Thunder. After 5 minutes, he finally saw him in one of hallways.

"Oh, hi Thor!" (Y/N) greeted taller man. "How are you doing?"

"Hello (Y/N). I am doing very well. How about you?" Thor looked at the smaller male.

"I'm good. Have you heard about Loki's plan?"

"I did. Are you ready to start this day?"

"Of course I am." (Y/N) smiled. "Loki told you where he is going?"

"Unfortunately he didn't, but I think it's nothing you should worry about. We shall go to work."

"Yeah, we should, let's go.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you? These weapons are really heavy." God Of Thunder asked, looking at Midgardian who was walking with weapons and putting them on it's place.

"You know that I thought other people are doing this?" (Y/N) murmured to himself, try not to fall.

"What do you mean by that? You that high ranked that you're not going to do this?" Thor laughed.

"Am I not that strong as you or Loki are. That's the reason."

"Maybe you will be stronger after this." Thor joked, (Y/N) giggled.

"Who knows. Do you think Loki is in trouble?"

"I hope not. Why do you think he might be in trouble? Is this because he wasn't in trouble for long time?" Thor joked, making Midgardian laugh loudly and making him almost falling again.

"T-thor!" He cried and laughed trying to calm down. "Please don't distract me. Your brother is great and we both don't want him to get in any kind of trouble." Guardian blushed a little, God noticed it, but decided to say nothing about it. "You really need to stop making me laugh, because I will never done with these weapons, if you will keep that up."

"Is there anything other for you to do than things from list?"

"Loki wrote that he want to meet at 8.00 PM in ballroom, so I don't want to be late. I don't want to meet angry Loki."

"Oh. Then let me help, so you're not going to meet angry Loki." God Of Thunder knew that Loki wanted to meet with (Y/N). At 8.00 PM the surprise is going to happen. Of course, he had to act surprised and act like he didn't knew about it.

"Alright. Actually help will be useful." (Y/N) smiled, looking at Thor who started picking weapons. "Thank you."

"Always here to help." Thor smiled back.

(Y/N) walked to his room, closing the door behind him. He had around hour and half to 8:00 PM. Male knew that he had not too much time for anything, so he decided to walk to the bathroom.

He took off his armor and got into a huge bathtub. It was full of water as always. After a long day, he needed to relax a little bit and breathe. After washing himself, he got out of the bathroom with two towels, one on head and one around his hips. He decided to take a closer look on the armor that Loki left for him. It was mostly green and black, with some gold details. Colors made the armor look like the one that Loki had, which was of course the point of it.

He had put the armor and laid down on the bed. His eyes got onto his chest, on his surgery scars. (Y/N) started thinking about them. What could happen is he didn't got top surgery? What would happen if he wouldn't be able to get? What he would do? Who knows.

Then his eyes got onto the book that he had left on the bed. Young male had around hour to go, so why wouldn't he he spend his time, calming down before meeting Loki. Without thinking, he started reading a book from moment that he ended it.

Around 40 minutes went, (Y/N) was almost finished with the book. He had put it down on the bed next to him. He threw the towels on the bed, got his underwear and armor of course, and then got into the bathroom starting putting everything on himself. It didn't took him a long time. He got back with towels to bathroom, leaving them in the room. He got out once again and stepped in front of mirror, looking at himself. He fixed his hair and admired how he looked at the moment. He looked like the Greatest Warrior Of Asgard. After a few moments he decided to finally go. He had 10 minutes to get to the ballroom, so he started to slowly go into the room. No one, except guardians, was a the halls of the castle. It made a young male pretty surprised.

When he was at the place, he saw a Loki himself standing in front of the big door. (Y/N) walked to him.

"Hello, My Prince. You wanted to see me, so here I am." He said with a smile on his face.

"Good to see you as well. You are here earlier than I expected you to be. Do you know what I wanted you to be here?" Loki asked rising his brow. It was the money which made (Y/N) feel stressed. God Of Mischief asked a question like that when it was something important, like someone's birthday or Asgardian's holidays.

"I'm sorry, but I don't remember what day is this." Loki smirked at this. "Please tell this is not important."

"It depends what is important for you. For me and some other people, it is a very important day. In my opinion, it should be important for you as well." It stressed him even more. He thought that under that smile, Loki was mad and this is not going do end good for him. In fact, Asgardian was satisfied with the fact that his warrior forgot about everything. "I think you should go inside and see yourself, what am I talking about."

The door opened. Men stepped inside. (Y/N) closest friends were inside of the room, avengers and other seeing a young male yelled "Happy Birthday!" Seeing him.

"Did you made this for me?" Male turned to Loki with sparkles in his eyes. God nodded.

"Not alone, but I did. Happy birthday." He said. (Y/N) quietly said "Thank you.", he couldn't say anything else, because he still couldn't believe what was happening.

"Now go and have some fun. I will talk to you later." Loki smiled and left (Y/N) who went to see avengers.

"Well done, brother." Thor said as he had put his hand on his brother's shoulder. "He got he only a minute ago and I can tell that he likes this surprise."

"Of course he does. A months of planning, every detail carefully made, it if perfect indeed."

"What about the 'your' part of the plan?" Blond haired God teased with a smirk on his face. Loki only made a sound of annoyance, showing Thor how he didn't wanted to be teased about it.

"It will wait. We have whole night, so let him enjoy what we had made."

"Alright."

Time went and finally music started playing. It was a time for a first dance. Loki knew what that meant and he got to (Y/N).

"How is my favourite warrior doing?" He asked.

"Good, how about you?"

"Fine." He simply said. "Would give a pleasure and let me dance with you?"

"Wh-what?" (Y/N) laughed a little nervously, not knowing what was happening.

"Would you like to dance with me?" God repeated and moved his hand right in front of smaller male, wanting him to give him his own hand.

"I'm don't if I'm allowed to--"

"Of course you are. It's your birthday." He had cut him off. "Oh please, don't make kneel in front of you and start begging you. Or maybe you want me to be embarrassed in front of everybody?" Asgardian smirked, waiting for (Y/N) reaction.

(Y/N) smiled to himself thinking about this. Loki, God Of Mischief, kneeling in front of him, begging him for a dance while everything would be looking. It would be so much fun, but he didn't want him to be embarrassed.

"How is it going to be?"

"Let's dance." He had put his hand on Loki's one and held it. Second one got on his shoulder, as the God gently put his hand on his waist. Loki pulled him in the middle of ballroom, making everybody looking at them.

"You look ravishing and stunning, my dear." Loki complemented.

"Thank you. This armor was probably your idea, am I right?"

"You're right, this is one of my ideas that might surprise you."

Loki was moving with such a grace, just like every of his movements was perfectly trained, (Y/N) wouldn't be surprised if Loki was training thousands of times for this. He wasn't think much in the moment, he was looking into God's green eyes, his lustful smile was still on his face. Loki came closer to (Y/N) and leaned down to his ear.

"Do you feel it? The way everyone is looking at you?" He whispered to his ear, making him shiver a little. "It's all about you tonight. Nobody else, only you matter tonight, especially right now. Some people probably would want to have party of this kind, but they dont deserve it as much as you do. Tell me how do you feel right now."

"Special." He said with a soft smile on his face. "Thank you, Loki. It's the best day of my life."

"You're welcome, dear. I'm glad you like this. Is anything I can do to make this day even better?"

"How about some more dances?"

"Oh really? At first you didn't seem to be interested in dancing with me." Loki teased.

"I had changed my mind." He laughed, continuing dancing.

[ajokeformur-ray]

Hiii! Heeey! I’ve been in love with your blog for quite some time and your Joker stories are a gift! I watched the movie again yesterday and I feel like exploding with feelings for him!!! Are your requests for him still open? Would you please write a story where this time he (or Arthur Fleck, you choose which alter ego) this time stares at reader? (Who has serious self esteem issues and never felt pretty.) Thank you! 💕💕💕💕

Thank you so much, you’re too kind! I genuinely spend about 1.5 - 2 hours on everything I write so I’m happy it shows! I chose Arthur for this one because if you have self-esteem issues, Joker would make it a point to stare at you c o n s t a n t l y in a teasing but demanding way and it’d be too much. 

Hope you enjoy! If you want a Joker one too, let me know when I reopen requests!

This one contains spoilers for the film, so please consider skipping it if you haven’t seen it yet. Also swearing because I love swearing sorry not sorry. Also insecure reader and I guess a pushy Arthur? It comes from a place of love and concern x

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Word count: 1, 234 (lmao wow couldn’t do that again if I tried!)

You sighed, that familiar prickling of your skin making a shiver dance down your spine, a coldness seeping into the small of your back.

“Arthur, can you please stop staring at me? You’re making me nervous.”

“I’m not staring.”

You could hear the smirk from where you were in the kitchen. His voice was deceptively soft, his tone as patient and gentle as it always was, but you could feel his eyes move over your body. He was so in love with you. His gaze wasn’t predatory or even hungry, but appreciative. He looked at you like you were something worthy of worship, and while he was shy in many aspects, he was never hesitant about making it known how much he treasured you. 

“Yes you are.”

“How do you know? You’re not looking at me.”

You sighed again, an affectionate smile tugging at your mouth. Goodness, but you adored it when he was in a playful mood. It made a nice change from the times you had come home to find him despondent, too beaten down and defeated to do anything other than stare brokenly at the floor. In those times did your heart break for him as he could only watch his world tilt off its axis and crumble, but in these times, you could only enjoy his genuinely upbeat mood. To say anything to the contrary could stop his mood in its tracks, and you would hate for that to happen. He deserved to feel emotions as and when he felt them, and to express them in his own home as and when he felt them. It was a freedom he had been denied when Penny had been alive, but he had freed himself from her narcissistic hold over him in a violent but necessary way. You still couldn’t bring yourself to feel bad about the way in which she had died. You didn’t think you ever would.

“I don’t need to. I can feel you staring at me from across the apartment. Stop it.” You came back into the living room, pulling your hands into your sleeves and wrapping your arms around your middle as you walked to stand in front of Arthur.

Arthur hummed. “What else can you feel me doing to you?” He reached out to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you to him and resting his chin on your stomach, looking up at you.

You giggled despite yourself. You weren’t annoyed, despite all the sighing. You were flattered, though, truth be told, you did wish he would stop staring at you. You didn’t like being stared at. You preferred for people’s eyes to just pass over you, as though you were nothing more than a face in a sea of thousands. Where Arthur wanted to be seen, you wanted to be invisible. You were happier that way.

You cupped his face in your hands and bent down to press a tender kiss to his forehead. Arthur hummed and pressed himself into the gesture, wanting to savour it always.

You pulled your lips away from his forehead but you stayed bent over him, your hair coming to frame his face, mixing with his own dark locks.

“My hair colour suits you.” You murmured, smiling gently. 

Had you been an outsider observing this moment, you would have felt slightly nauseated at the level of love radiating off the two of you. Luckily, you were a more than willing participant.

Arthur tightened his arms around you and tugged you forward, making you collapse in an undignified heap in his lap as your knees gave out. You had always had shit balance. Arthur huffed a laugh at the expression on your face as you righted yourself, and you ended up in your favourite position: straddling his lap with your face tucked into the crook of his neck.

“You’re so beautiful, darling.” Arthur’s voice was right beside your ear, and you could feel the rumble of his words in his chest. You closed your eyes and melted into the embrace, into the feeling of being surrounded by your love and all that he encompassed.

“No I’m not.” You mumbled without thinking. Your lack of forethought resulted in Arthur stiffening under you, his entire body freezing as he gave serious thought to your words.

When a long, tense moment had ticked passed, marked only by the sound of the cheap alarm clock next to the television, you dared to raise your head and look at Arthur. 

He looked… angry? Confused? Maybe a bit of both, you decided. His thick dark brows were knotted together, his mouth turned down at the corners, and he looked unhappy.

“You really don’t see yourself the way I do, do you?”

“See what?”

You weren’t bluffing.

Arthur scoffed, incredulous, and shook his head. “You’re an angel.”

“Mm,” You pressed a kiss to his cheek, “My devil horns hold up my halo.”

“Don’t I know it,” Arthur grinned, leaning into your touch. “No, but,” His smile faded and the glint in his eyes dimmed as he made sure to make eye contact with you, “Don’t you see how beautiful you are?”

You shook your head, making to move off his lap. “No, Arthur, please don’t - “

“Why?” His voice was no more than a whisper, his hands holding you tightly to him. You weren’t going anywhere until Arthur felt that you had provided him with an adequate answer to his innocent question.

“Because it’s not true.”

“Beauty is subjective.”

“So’s comedy.” You shot a look at the television, which was playing an old rerun of the Murray Franklin show. You found the host to be distasteful, rude and sexist. But he made Arthur smile, so you kept your thoughts to yourself. You would endure anything for Arthur’s happiness, however fleeting the emotion, and already had you found yourself proving the sentiment to be true.

Silence. The ticking of the clock marked the time steadily as your pulse rose.

Arthur took one of your hands in his, his brow furrowed and his jaw set, and pressed your hand gently to his chest. “Can you feel that?”

“Arthur, please stop - “

“No, just let me show you something. Can you feel that?” He pointedly pressed your joined hands harder against his chest, and you concentrated. He was trying so hard to show you something and the least you could do was to hear  him out. It was a promise between you to always try each and every day, no matter what, to communicate with each other. It seemed that, as he always did, Arthur fell back on his actions; his words failing him,

His heart was fluttering wildly against your palm, and Arthur saw the exact second you came to understand what it was he had been trying to hard to say to you all evening, ever since you had come home and he had noticed you had tried to avoid his staring all evening; it was futile, he was always watching you. He had to know that you were real, that you were there with him, alive and happy and whole.

“Now do you get it?”

You paused, your face hot, and nodded. “I’ll try to.”

“Promise?”

You nodded again, oddly feeling like you were being chastised for having a low opinion of yourself. “Promise.”

Arthur rewarded you with a kiss. He’d hold you to that.

[ddaengyoonmin]

BTS Friends To Lovers Series (Jungkook)

Pairing: Swimmer!Jungkook x Swimmer! Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: Cheating, Fingering, Nipple play, Praise kink, unprotected sex, outdoor sex

a/n: I included another member in this and we are just going to assume that they are the same age as Jungkook and the reader for this fic. 

Song Inspo: Swim- Chase Atlantic;  Youth Water- Manila grey

Word Count: 8k (Wow yikes so much for these being drabbles lmao)

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Weightlessness, the cold water holding your body up.  Nothing else matters but this, your mind completely focused on pushing your muscles to their limit, to victory.  Your arms moving with purpose, propelling you towards the touch pad, you are staring up at the bright lights on the ceiling through the water droplets splashing onto your goggles.  Red flags that hang over the pool now come into your view and you know what that means, you are only a few arm lengths away from the finish.  You use every last bit of your strength and glide with an outstretched arm, reaching your destination.  

As soon as your hand hits you instantly tear off your goggles and whip your head around to the screen high on the wall to your right.  Adrenaline flooding through your body. 

1: Y/L/N 00:57.96

Your face lit up instantly and you pumped a fist into the air, you grabbed on to the bars under the starting block and pulled yourself out of the pool, speed walking over to your team who were cheering and hugging you. 

“I broke a minute!” you squealed “Oh my god I can’t believe it” 

You’d been aiming for breaking a minute in your 100 yard backstroke your entire high school experience.  Now finally at 18 and a senior only a few weeks away from graduating, you’d finally done it and by way more than you thought you could.  You were so proud of your hard work paying off

Your spring team coach shot you a thumbs up and a wide grin from the other side of the pool. 

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After the meet was over your coach pulled you aside with an excited look on her face, putting a letter into your hand. 

“There was a scout here from Bangtan University, and they think you have potential.  They are inviting you to a summer swim training camp for incoming freshmen and if you can get to 55.0 by the end of summer you’d get a full ride scholarship.  Even if you don’t make the time, they want you on the team and are offering a pretty nice scholarship” she clapped her hands together. 

You clapped a hand over your mouth

 “Seriously?” 

You hadn’t thought that you were anything that amazing, you weren’t the best swimmer on the team overall but you couldn’t argue, that backstroke time you’d just swam was quite impressive.  If this team saw potential in you, you weren’t going to pass up the opportunity to prove yourself. 

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You had pulled into the parking lot of the university’s athletic center, many others were pulling in and walking over to the pool doors.  You felt so much excitement and nervousness at meeting your new teammates. 

You noticed that there were also men that were in the crowd of swimmers making their way to the pool doors, you hadn’t realized this was going to be a co-ed training.  You’d only swam with your girls from high school and it was the same team since you were in elementary school.  One of your best friends had also been offered a place on a college team, but to a different school.  You were going to miss her a lot, but you’d still get to see each other occasionally, and you were excited for this new adventure.   

You grabbed your bag that held your towel and gear and followed the crowd to the pool. 

After getting changed and admiring the incredible size of the facility you walked out to the pool where you could see the rest of the team gathered around a white board waiting for the coach to give further instruction. 

You found an open space to sit down on the floor next to a blonde tall man with broad shoulders, the perfect figure for a swimmer, you wondered if he did butterfly.  His shape and muscles seem to be very fitting for that stroke.  He was shirtless and you had to try to not make things awkward by staring at him or any of the other shirtless men scattered among the swimmers here. 

The man turned to you and extended a hand for you to shake.  

“I’m Jin” he smiled at you. 

You shook his hand and returned his friendly smile “y/n” 

The coach now started a speech introducing himself to the group and talking about the types of things that would take place here at the training camp, you’d get to compete against other colleges in practice meets and you’d be doing many time trials throughout the summer to see how you were improving. 

As the coach was starting to explain the workout for the day, the sound of a door slamming loudly from the direction of the locker rooms. 

A tall man with gorgeous jet black hair walked out from the men's locker room.  He was wearing the same tight fitting speedo that most all the other men were wearing and was wearing a white warm-up jacket that had a blue stripe down the side.  You let your eyes linger on how it was completely unzipped and exposing his extremely sculpted and muscular chest.  

“Ah Mr. Jeon.” the coach glared. “Thanks for gracing us with your presence today.” 

You half expected the coach to yell at the man and tell him to get out.  Showing up to your first day of practice was quite rude and didn’t really show good commitment to the team in your opinion.  

The man just silently stood back behind the rest of the team with his arms crossed, nodding for the coach to continue.  He was quite cocky you thought.  He must be really good to be able to get away with an attitude like that.  And as rude as it was, you also found it slightly amusing. 

The rest of practice went well, you work your hardest and tried to prove yourself, you ended up becoming the lane leader for your lane and were quite proud of that.  

There were eight lanes and it was split up by your times,  the fastest swimmers all in lane eight and the slowest in lane one.  You had surprisingly landed yourself in lane three which had surprised you, you weren’t the worst, and that was something!  

That cocky man Mr. Jeon had ended up in lane eight, and you noticed he was lane leader at that.  You were right, he had the speed to back up his cocky attitude.  The tall blonde named Jin was also in lane eight right behind him, so he must be the second best swimmer on your team. 

After practice was over you decided to step out of your comfort zone and approach him. 

He was pulling himself out of the pool to sit on the edge, pushing his wet strands of hair out of his face and breathing heavily from the workout. 

“Hey” you said with an awkward wave. 

He glanced up at you, raising an eyebrow wondering what you might want from him. 

“I-I just... wanted to say, I s-saw you swim and, y-you did a really good job, I mean, you swim well.  Your stroke is p-pretty, I mean pretty good.” Fuck why were you being so fucking awkward.  You weren’t very good at making new friends, but something in you just really wanted to get to know this man, and hoped that maybe he could help you improve on your times so that you could get that scholarship. 

He chuckled at your bumbling around. 

“Ah, Thank you” he stood and started to walk away. 

“What's your stroke!” you yelled after him.  

He turned and smiled “Freestyle.” he said simply, starting to walk away again.  He probably thinks you’re a complete weirdo but swimmers were always hungry, so...here goes nothing…

“Wanna grab some dinner?” 

He spun around again.  “Uh,” he thought for a moment “Yeah sure, why not.  Meet me outside the doors after we get changed, did you have something in mind?” 

Shit, you had nothing in mind.  “I was thinking pasta?” 

He put a hand to his chin in thought, “Okay, I know a good place.” 

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You followed in your car behind Jungkook’s car to the place he had suggested for the two of you to eat and then got a booth seat at the restaurant, sitting across from each other. 

Jungkook ordered a big glass of milk and you chuckled a bit at that.  

“Good for the muscles” He shrugged cutely with a smirk. 

“So how long have you been swimming?” you asked, trying to make some small talk and swimming was basically your only conversation point even with your non swimmer friends. 

“My whole life pretty much”

“Yeah me too! I took one year off where I tried track but, I discovered I’m more of a water creature” you laughed.

Jungkook stared at you, narrowing his eyes.  You thought you must’ve been being awkward or offended him somehow without realizing it. 

“I feel like I’ve seen you before…” Jungkook says. 

Oh. 

“Um, not sure…” you didn’t quite know what to say. 

“4th grade! Summer swim team!” he exclaims.  “y/n y/l/n right?” 

Oh my god, you had actually done a co-ed swim team once when you were younger at a pool your family had a membership to.  You had totally forgotten about that. 

“Jeon...Jungkook!?” it suddenly clicked.  “Holy shit, yes, I remember you” 

He grinned and took a large drink of his milk leaving an adorable milk mustache on his upper lip. 

The two of you talked for the rest of the meal reminiscing on your memories of the team you were on together.  He had changed so much from the skinny dorky boy you’d known.  He was a man now and had grown up well. 

Suddenly he stopped mid conversation as his phone rang, he put up a finger and mouthed a sorry.  

“Hey hon” he answered. “Yeah-” he nodded “Okay I’ll be there soon, Just finishing up a meal with an old friend I reconnected with today…” he paused as the voice on the other end of the line said something “Yep, see you soon babe, love ya” he clicked the button to hangup. 

“Girlfriend?” you asked, slightly jealous for reasons you couldn’t quite understand, it’s not like you had any place to feel that way. You’d only just re-met him today, and he was an attractive man, of course he had a girlfriend. 

“Yep, I gotta hurry up and get going, she’s had a rough day at work” 

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The next couple weeks you went to practice every day besides Sunday and each day you and Jungkook would end up hanging out for a bit after. Sometimes going out to eat, and sometimes you’d stay late for him to help give you some tips on your swimming form.  You were happy to have made a friend like him.  You feel like you’d already improved so much. 

Today was the first practice meet you were going to have with another school and It was a home meet.  You were nervous but also couldn’t wait to see how much you’d improved.  

Right before you were about to enter the locker room to get changed Jungkook yelled out your name and motioned for you to come over to where he stood.   He was next to a skinny, curly haired blonde woman with glasses, she was dressed all in pink, tiny hot pink shorts, a tiny baby pink crop top that exposed her tanned stomach, and a pink headband holding back her perfect hair. 

“Y/n this is my girlfriend Missy” Jungkook motioned towards the girl.

You tried to give your friendliest smile and extended your hand out to the girl.  She didn’t return your gesture and instead rolled her big blue eyes slightly and looked you up and down while blowing a big bubble from the gum she was chewing loudly.  When it popped she turned to Jungkook

 “Kookieee, I don’t wanna wait in the stands for you, it’s way too hot up there.  Can’t I just be with you in the pool area” She spoke in a ditzy voice while she pouted, crossing her arms and pushing her perfect perky breasts up as she did, almost as if she was trying to use them to convince Jungkook to cave into her. 

“Missy I told you, you aren’t allowed in the pool area during a meet, I promise it won’t be too bad up in the stands.  Do you need some money to go to concessions and buy a cold drink or something” he whispered, but it was loud enough for you to hear.  

You shifted uncomfortably, debating on whether you should just leave to go get ready for the meet now.  Jungkook’s girlfriend obviously didn’t care for meeting you, and you didn’t quite care for her at all. 

Missy groaned childishly and just put a flat palm out towards Jungkook, which had him scrambling through his pockets and pulling out his wallet to put probably five times more money than she needed in her hand for the drink.  Yet she still held her hand out until Jungkook put even more money into her hand.  Then she instantly spun around on her heels and left. 

“Nice meeting you!” you yelled after her, well aware that you were lying. 

You turned to Jungkook with wide eyes. 

“Wow.  Whipped.” you chuckled. 

He sheepishly ran a hand through his hair, “She’s actually awesome once you get to know her.” 

You shrugged, “I’ll take your word for it” though you can’t imagine anything about that girl that would end up being a redeeming quality. 

“It really does get hot up in the stands…” he tried to stand up for his girlfriend. 

You chuckled “Well you gave her enough for like twenty cold drinks so I think she’ll be fine” 

Jungkook and You went to your separate locker rooms to get ready and then out to the pool.

The meet was going extremely well, you had placed in second in the last heat of the backstroke and improved a lot on your time just in the few weeks you’d been training.  You couldn’t be happier. 

It came time for Jungkook to swim the 200 Free, you made sure to stand on the edge of the pool  with the rest of the teammates where he could see when he went to take a breath, while you cheered enthusiastically for him. 

“Go Go Goooo Jungkook!” you yelled, jumping up and down in your spot.  He was amazing, his muscular arms pulled him forward through the water so gracefully, he was at least a full body length ahead of the other swimmers in his heat.  It was incredible watching him. 

You happened to glance up into the crowd to see Missy sitting on her phone, sipping on a lemonade and texting, not even looking up from it once to see how Jungkook was doing. 

It irritated you quite a bit.  Why was she even here?  

Jungkook finished in first, no surprise.  He seemed happy with his time, a wide grin on his face while he was hopping out of the pool.

You ran over to him, both hands out for a double high five that he returned instantly.  

The rest of the meet went well.  Your college ended up winning overall which put everyone in high spirits. 

After getting dressed and exiting the locker room out to the lobby of the aquatic center you decided you wanted to at least try to extend an olive branch to Jungkook’s less than pleasant girlfriend.  You didn’t want to lose Jungkook as a friend over something as silly as not getting along with Missy. 

You found Jungkook standing in the lobby looking around. 

“Hey you!” you smiled as you approached him “Do you and Missy wanna go out for a celebratory dinner on me?” 

“That sounds awesome! I just gotta find Missy.  Did you see her come down from the stands?” he looked confused as he scanned the crowd for her. 

“I didn’t, I’ll help you look around for her” 

He nodded and the two of you walked through the crowd to try and find her.  She was nowhere to be seen and the crowd was slowly getting thinner and thinner so it should’ve made it easier to see her.  Odd. 

After about ten minutes of searching the whole crowd was gone and it was only you and Jungkook standing in the lobby. 

“Okay, y/n, I’m kind of nervous.  Where could she be?”  Jungkook's eyes were full of worry. 

“Maybe she wasn’t feeling well and went home early?” you suggested. 

“She would’ve texted me…” his brow furrowed as he checked his phone to see if maybe he had missed a message or call. 

The two of you started to walk some of the hallways of the building looking around.  

Then an odd noise hit your ears, there was some giggling coming from a storage room. 

“That sounds like...What would she be doing in here?” Jungkook gripped the door handle and swung it open. 

His eyes almost flying out of their sockets at the sight of Missy completely naked her legs wrapped around your teammate Jin. 

“What the fuck!” Jungkook screamed angrily. Causing Missy and Jin to realize for the first time that they had been walked in on. 

Missy instantly jumped off of Jin, and Jin scrambled to cover himself up. 

“Jungkook wait!” Missy squealed as Jungkook slammed the door shut on the two of them, shaking slightly while he stomped down the hall away from them.  

You followed right behind him silently, not really knowing what to say. 

“Babe wait!” suddenly Missy was sprinting down the hall after the two of you, grabbing Jungkook by the shoulder trying to turn him around to face her.  He shook her off and kept walking, trying to just make it out the doors of the building and to his car, wanting to get as far away from her as possible. 

“Jungkook, please I can explain!” Missy was sobbing. 

“Missy.  Maybe now’s not the time.” You softly spoke at her in a serious tone. 

“Sorry bitch but no one was talking to you.” Missy snapped at you. 

At that Jungkook finally spun around to face her. 

“Don’t you dare Missy.  You’re the bitch right now okay? And I never want to fucking see your face again.  So please, leave me alone, go home.” he growled. 

Missy froze on the spot, Jungkook had never spoken to her so harshly before.  You felt that she deserved even worse than just some mean words after what she’d done, but that's none of your business. 

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You drove Jungkook home, telling him it was probably not a good idea for him to drive himself due to the state of mind he was in, and he reluctantly agreed. 

You pulled up to his house and the two of you sat in silence for a moment before Jungkook spoke. 

“I was with her since eighth grade…” he choked out, covering his face with his hands as he was starting to tear up. 

You put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.  Wishing that you had the right words. 

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Jungkook missed practice for the next two days.  You texted him asking where he was both days and each time he answered with a simple ‘don’t feel well sry’ 

When he finally returned to practice he seemed to be pushing himself even harder than he was before.  You wondered if it was hard for him to swim in the same lane as Jin.

And your curiosity was answered when you were taking a breather after a set and heard some commotion going on from lane eight. 

“What the fuck did you just say?” You heard Jungkook screaming. 

“I said, it’s not my fault your girl is a SLUT” Jins voice boomed

You looked over to see Jungkook starting to pull his fist back, he wasn’t able to land his punch before a few of the other teammates from the lane were holding him back. 

The coach ran over and tried to defuse the situation. 

“That's it. Everyone out of the water!” The coach yelled to the whole team.  You all hopped out and went to sit on the benches or the floor to wait for further instruction. 

“You two.  Up on the blocks” the coach motioned for Jin and Jungkook to comply with his orders. 

“100 Freestyle.” the coach informed them. 

The two men glared at each other and hopped on the block. 

You thought this was probably a good way to settle things without violence.  Jungkook was the fastest on the team, and freestyle wasn’t even Jin’s stroke, so it would feel good for him to beat Jin after all that went down. 

“Ready. Set…” The coach blew the whistle to signal the start. 

Jungkook dove off the block, his arms outstretched and strong as he hit the water.  

You stood up and yelled “Gooooo Jungkook!” then motioned for the rest of the team to stand and cheer.  Most of them did, all cheering for Jungkook. 

But...the cheers started to die down on the last lap.  Because...Jungkook was losing? No.  Not good. 

Jin touched the wall about a few seconds before Jungkook, a big smirk on his face as he turned to him. 

“Better luck next time buddy.” he chuckled. 

Jungkook was in shock. He...lost, he never lost…

He hopped out of the pool fuming, stomping off to the locker room, kicking a stack of kickboards and knocking them all across the pool floor on his way in. 

You covered your mouth with your hand.  Poor Jungkook.  Your heart was breaking for your friend and you had no idea what to do. 

After practice was over you were walking out to your car and noticed that Jungkook’s car was still there.  You’d thought he left but he must still be somewhere back in the building. 

You decided to go and find him, returning back to the pool area and searching around.  Everyone else including the coach had already left, so you decided you would take a chance and check the men’s locker room. 

When you entered you heard a shower running and walked towards the sound.

You found Jungkook sitting on the grey tile floor with his back against the wall, eyes closed, letting the water fall onto his face. 

“J-Jungkook, are you okay…” You said quietly. 

He jumped, and snapped his eyes open, wiping the water out of them quickly to see you better. 

“Shit y/n you scared me.” he whispered. 

“Sorry, I just saw you were still here and wanted to check on you” you explained. 

He nodded, bending his head down and letting the water fall on the back of his neck. 

“Well, I’m fine” he spoke quietly. 

You were still wearing your suit under your clothes, so you decided to take off your sweats and jacket and sit next to him in the shower. 

“This is probably not very sanitary” you laughed as you sat down. 

“The water washes the germs away” he mumbled, his head still down on his knees. 

“I’m not sure I buy that one, but I’ll let you have it” you chuckled, leaning your head towards him and resting it on his shoulder. 

“I’m really sorry Jungkook” you got more serious. 

He lifted his head a bit, turning to look at you.  “I just don’t understand what I did wrong.  I treated her like a queen, I gave her everything.” he sighed “I haven’t seen her since the meet, but I have to swim with Jin right next to me every day now.  And hes so fucking smug about it, and now on top of everything hes somehow faster than me” Jungkook spoke with his hands emphasizing his anger. 

“He’s definitely not faster than you, I think you’re off your game a bit cuz of everything that happened.” 

“Still…” Jungkook sighed “That was embarrassing and just the icing on the cake of the worst week of my life” 

He leaned his head so it was resting against yours. 

“Hmm, I might have an idea on how to cheer you up!” you grinned, lifting your head and meeting his eyes. 

He looked confused and then suddenly he seemed to form an idea of what you might have meant. 

He brought his face close to yours, and before you could tell him that wasn’t what you meant his lips had landed on your own.  He tasted like chlorine, and his lips were so soft.  As much as you enjoyed it, you pulled back quickly. 

“I-I didn’t mean.  I wasn’t trying to say that…” you stuttered out in shock that you let that happen.  He was vulnerable right now after having his heart broken, you shouldn’t take advantage of that. 

Jungkook looked mortified, “You didn’t want me...fuck.  Y/n I’m so sorry.  I’m not thinking right” he shook his head embarrassed. 

“It’s fine Jungkook” you chuckled “It was...nice actually.  I just don’t think we should, we’re friends, and you are going through something.” 

He still looked ashamed of acting on what he assumed you had wanted “So...what did you mean?” 

“I was thinking a midnight star swim?” 

Jungkooks face lit up, “Oh my god I haven’t done that in years” 

There was an outdoor pool in your town that most of the swimmers knew how to sneak into at night.  There weren’t any cameras or security, and the fence was easy to jump.  It was up on a hill and if you went on a clear night, it had the most beautiful view of the stars.  So everyone called it a star swim. 

“I’m so down for that” Jungkook nodded excitedly.  “Oh, and thanks for not being weird about…” he trailed off looking down. 

You chuckled, “Weird about what?”  you smirked knowingly. 

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It was about 11:30 when you pulled up to Jungkook’s house.  You hadn’t stopped thinking about the kiss since it happened.  At first you really had planned on brushing it off like nothing happened, but the memory of the feeling and taste of him wouldn’t stop pushing itself into the front of your mind. It was so persistent that you almost cancelled your plans with him, faking being sick or something like that.  But, he had thanked you for not making it weird, and that’s exactly what you’d be doing if you cancelled plans.  Just pretend it never happened. You told yourself.  Yet that seemed so impossible. 

Jungkook was skipping out to the car not long after you arrived.  He seemed to be in better spirits, which is exactly what this was for, you were quite relieved to see a smile on his face as he hopped into the passenger seat. 

“Sup Y/n” 

“Sup Jungkook” you chuckled

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As was usual for star swims you parked down the road from the pool and not in the parking lot so as not to be suspicious.  The two of you walked in the dark towards your destination. 

You didn’t want to use your phone’s flashlight as you walked just in case someone saw.  As common as it was, it was not in any way legal for the two of you to be going into the pool at this hour, and you were slightly nervous about getting caught. 

But, because of the lack of light you happened to trip on a dip in the road you hadn’t noticed.  You fell forward and let out a small gasp, but before you got close to hitting the ground, two strong arms wrapped around you and caught you just in time.  Jungkook pulled you up and steadied you. 

“Woah there” Jungkook whispered. 

You awkwardly stood up straight, quite embarrassed of your clumsiness. 

“Shit, thanks…” 

“Here,” Jungkook grabbed your hand “I have good night vision, I’ll guide you” 

For some reason, the small and seemingly platonic gesture of his fingers intertwined with yours made your heart skip a beat.  The kiss popped into your mind again.  

No, he's just confused because of everything that happened with his ex, you aren’t going to let yourself just be a rebound, he’s just your friend! Your mind tried to reason with your heart.  Your heart didn’t seem to want to listen, it continued to flutter as you walked hand in hand with Jungkook the rest of the way. 

When you got to the silver chain link fence Jungkook motioned for you to go first, offering to help give you a boost up.  You declined and pulled yourself up easily,

 “You forget I’m pretty strong too Kook” You winked at him as you landed on the other side. 

There was something behind the smile and soft, admiring look he gave you through the holes in the metal fence where he now stood opposite you.  Maybe your stupid heart was making something out of nothing, but something flickered over his expression, that seemed like...nah, it couldn’t be.  

He hopped over effortlessly and landed next to you.  He almost instantly pulled his white t-shirt up and over his head. 

You’d seen him shirtless so many times at practice, but being here at night, and alone with him had you feeling slightly shy.  Trying not to look his way you decided to get undressed into your suit that was under your clothes as well. 

You cursed yourself for deciding it was a good idea to wear a skimpy bright red two piece.  You thought it would be more comfortable, but, you should’ve just worn your completely unattractive practice one piece suit.  Then you wouldn’t have to notice the way Jungkook’s eyes were bugging out of his skull upon seeing your figure.  

You noticed him bite at his lower lip and gulp, not being able to tear his eyes away from you.  

“Ready to swim?” You asked, hoping to snap him out of his trance. 

He nodded, his eyes still glued to the skin right above the fabric of your bikini top. 

You decided to take his view away, jumping into the pool quickly.  

Jungkook wasn’t far behind, taking off his shorts so he was wearing only his tight workout speedo, then doing a dive into the pool. 

You swam over to the edge of the pool, resting your arms on the side and laying out on your back to stare up at the sky.  It was peaceful and calm, the dark black sky was lit up with sparkling lights, and they reflected almost like a mirror in the water of the pool.

It was one of the most beautiful sights in the world to you.  

Jungkook slowly swam over to you, not wanting to disturb the stillness of the water and break the calm glass like reflection of the stars.  It did slightly, but it almost made it more beautiful, the ripple in reflection now looked like the stars were dancing. 

You felt Jungkook’s arm rest against your own. 

“I’m not sorry that I kissed you” he whispered, almost like it wasn’t meant for you to hear.  Yet when you snapped your gaze over to him, he was looking right at you.  Staring at your lips, his eyes full of want. 

“Jungkook...You just got out of a super long relationship that ended badly.  I don’t think you’re thinking clearly” 

Jungkook sighed. “Honestly, she was so controlling and I always just did whatever she said.  I never realized how much of my life was just me following her orders until I left her.  It’s like I didn’t fully understand everything I was missing out on in life because of her.  I’m upset, mostly because I realize how much time I’ve wasted not being with someone good and kind who actually cared about me the way I care about them…” 

Your heart was beating wildly and you had to take some deep and quiet breaths, trying to not make it noticeable to Jungkook how much he was affecting you. 

“So I think I’m actually thinking more clearly than I have in quite a long time.” He smiled at you. 

“I hope you find someone who treats you right Jungkook, you deserve it” you muttered, continuing your efforts to ignore that he was now staring over your whole body hungrily.  

“Yeah…” he murmured, “They say sometimes there’s moments in life where you realize everything you’ve been searching for has been right in front of you the whole time.  I feel like maybe I…”

You suddenly jumped out of the pool, trying to stop him before he got any further with that thought. 

You ran over to the diving board and sat on the very edge, your legs dangling off the edge. 

“Um, this way...we don’t mess up the view with our movements.” You explained your awkward and sudden escape. 

Jungkook sighed and got out of the water as well.

“Why are you avoiding me y/n.  I thought you weren’t going to make things weird after the kiss” he spoke as he started to walk over to the diving board. 

“Shit. I-I’m not trying to make things weird, it's just, I don’t want you to think…It just sounds like you think that...” 

“That you’d want to kiss me again?” his hands rested on the metal bars on either side of the board.  He was now standing right at the opposite end from where you sat. You turned around to face him, your back now to the pool with your legs still dangling off the edge.

“Exactly.” 

“And you really don’t want to?” he cocked his head to the side. 

You bit your lower lip nervously, of course you wanted to again.  Look at this gorgeous man, shirtless, muscular, and he’s almost begging for it.  But, this is your friend, you couldn’t just be his rebound.  So you regrettably settled on that as your next words.

“I’m not interested in being your rebound Jungkook” you almost snapped, realizing how harsh that came out, you added in a softer, “Sorry” 

Jungkook seemed to not have lost his determination though.  He slowly walked towards where you sat.  He teased for a second like he was going to bounce the board and make you fly off.

“Don’t you dare!” you giggled. 

Jungkook smirked, when he reached only a few steps in front of you he sat down facing you and hanging his legs off of either side of the board. 

“If we hooked up, I wouldn’t think of you as a rebound…” Jungkook said quietly.

You sighed “Ugh, Jungkook, I still think it’d be a bad idea” 

“Is it because you actually like me?” he said raising one eyebrow, “And you’re thinking ‘oh if I give into him now he’ll never be serious with me,’” he said trying to mimic your voice.  

You reached out and smacked him on his arm, “My god, you are full of yourself aren’t you” 

Jungkook let out a loud laugh and scooted forward on the bench a bit closer to you, your knees were touching now. 

“But, what if I told you that I liked you.  Like... actually liked you.  At first I thought we were just good friends...but I think I’ve felt this way since that first day of practice.  So maybe I deserved getting cheated on like that.  In a way, I was cheating in my heart by liking you the way I do.” 

You really didn’t know what to say.  

“I...don’t know if it’s quite the same thing.  I’m not really any kind of relationship expert.  But, you definitely didn’t deserve what happened to you.  That’s all I know” You said then suddenly the entirety of what he said hit you.  You wanted to just toss yourself off the edge of this board, he really just said he liked you?

“You like me?” You said with your voice wavering. 

“Ah you got that part now huh?” He chuckled. 

“Jungkook are you sure…” your eyes widened as you trailed your gaze over his sinful half naked figure sitting in front of you. 

“Quit trying to fight it y/n.  Let's just live in the moment, huh?” 

Fuck.  You really were getting mentally exhausted by trying so hard to hold back your feelings.  You liked him, a lot, maybe not right away but now? Definitely. You leaned in close to him, hoping you weren’t about to ruin everything by caving in. 

Jungkook’s mouth pulled into a smile as you inched closer to him.  

“That’s my girl” he whispered, reaching a hand to the back of your neck to pull you in closer.  His lips touched yours gentle and smooth,  the kisses he pressed into you were so innocent compared to the way his eyes had been roaming you hungrily.  

You started to speed the kisses up, running a hand through his soft locks of pitch black hair.  He groaned softly into your mouth as you touched him. 

You felt an ache in your core just from these small kisses and touches, you couldn’t tell if you were wet from swimming or from your own arousal, you were deeper into your feelings for him than you’d even realized.  

Jungkook’s hands gracefully trailed down from your head to your sides, the feeling of his fingers tracing your bare skin sent a shiver throughout your body.  You whimpered slightly when his hands reached the fabric of your bikini bottoms, he reached under your ass and pulled you up from where you sat and onto his lap. 

The board bounced up and down at the movement, causing you to bounce on Jungkook’s lap.  He grunted softly at the feeling. 

You could feel the hardness of his erection through his swim shorts, and you started to roll your hips against him, enjoying the friction and pressure that you could feel on your clit through the fabric of your suit. 

If you had any doubts about whether or not you should be doing this, the feeling of his hands starting to untie the string of your suit that was resting on your neck, had washed them all away. 

Your top fell down, exposing you to him.  He inhaled sharply and shook his head.  

“I imagined this so many times.  And you just had to go and be better than any fantasy I could’ve come up with” He said breathily. 

“You’re being cheesy” you giggled. 

“I mean it though” he smiled, giving your breasts a small squeeze. Then taking each of your nipples between the tip of his thumb and index finger, pinching them lightly.

You moaned out lewdly and tossed your head back at the pleasurable feeling. 

“Fuck” you hissed. 

“You like that baby?” Jungkook smirked, already knowing the answer to that question but wanting to hear you say it.  Needing to know how it would sound to hear unending praises fall from your lips. 

“I love it Jungkook” you gasp as he pinches you again, then brought his lips to one of your breasts, trading places with his fingers and nipping at you lightly.

“How much?” he asked, his breath warm against your tits as he spoke. 

“So much, I love it so much Jungkook, you’re amazing. I want you so badly” you admitted.  

Jungkook moaned against your skin at your words. 

“Don’t feel shy to let me know you’re enjoying yourself babe.  I wanna know how good I make you feel” he whispered, pulling himself from your chest and planting sloppy kisses on your neck. 

Jungkook started to move you off of his chest and lay you back on the diving board.  It shook up and down at the two of you moving around.  You laughed as you almost fell off at one point, Jungkook having to steady you with his hands on your hips. 

He hovered over where you laid, his hands gripping the edge of the board in a plank position, and gave you a quick peck on your lips. He then pushed himself up, standing between your legs that hung off the side of the board.  He pulled his swim shorts down quickly and stood confidently with his hands on his hips showing himself off to you with a smirk. 

You giggled wildly at his cockiness, which he mistook for you giggling at his...cock. 

“Hey now.” He growled crossing his arms against his toned bare chest. “Don’t make me bounce you off this thing” 

“Oh my god, no It’s just that you’re so cute.  Displaying yourself with that confidence” You assured him. 

“Well, I have reason to be confident no?” he moved his eyebrows up and down, and motioning his hands down around his hips, gesturing to his erection.  He wasn’t wrong...He had plenty of reason to feel proud of the cock that was hanging between his legs, long and large.  You’d never been with someone as big as him and you started to feel slight nervousness as you anticipated and hoped for the feeling of the stretch. 

Jungkook got down and balanced himself on his knees between your legs, pulling the string on one of the sides of your bikini bottoms.  

You felt the fabric being lifted away after he’d untied it, and you were completely bare and exposed to him now. 

He growled lowly.  

“Fuck you have a perfect pussy” 

“And you have a perfect cock” you returned. 

He smiled widely, you had a feeling that a strong feeling of pride grew in him at your words.  And you were right, any bit of praise that you gave him made him even more excited to dive into your pussy and feel you around him, he wanted to hear how good he made you feel. 

He gripped himself in one hand, trying his best to stay balanced as his other hand started to lightly touch your entrance. 

You gasped at his touch, and tossed your head back,  you were right on the edge of the board and the feeling that one wrong move could throw both of you off into the water was scary and exciting. 

You were seeing stars, literally as you stared up into the sky while two Jungkook’s fingers entered you, moving around and stretching you out, preparing you to take him. 

“That feels so good Jungkook” you moaned.  His ego swelled at that and it only made him want to work harder to please you, increasing the speed of his fingers. 

“Fuck” you whimpered out, gripping the sides of the board and trying not to squirm too much. 

Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out, you pouted at the feeling of emptiness and loss of his touch. 

But he was now pulling you on top of him and flipping the two of you around so he was laying in the spot where you were just seconds ago. 

The sight was nothing less than magical. 

You were sitting on top of him with your hands on his chest, the moonlight shining on his skin making him almost glow.  And framing his perfect face on every side from below was the dark water reflecting the stars from above, it looked like something straight out of an artsy indie movie.  

You lifted your hips slightly and he brought a hand to position his cock at your entrance. 

You lowered yourself down onto him excruciatingly slow, but you wanted to give yourself the chance to adjust to his thickness. 

His hands squeezed your ass tightly as you sank down onto him, and he threw his head back in pleasure, biting down hard on his lower lip. 

“Fuckkkk” he hissed once you had him completely sheathed inside your pussy. 

You started to rock your hips slowly, not wanting to move too much and bounce the two of you off and down into the water.   

But Jungkook seemed to be a bit overtaken by the feeling and started to grab your hips and lift you up, slamming you down onto him.  He set a steady pace of bringing your hips up and down onto him, and it was the most incredible feeling ever.  Every time you took him fully at that speed, the board would bounce and cause a second in and out, causing him to thrust up into you effortlessly. 

“Jungkook, oh my god” you screamed out.  Jungkook grinned widely, loving how good he was making you feel.  It felt like a dream having you here riding him. 

His hands continued to guide you up and down on his cock, the board bouncing made it hard to keep a steady pace now.  

“You gonna cum for me baby? Use my cock however you need y/n” Jungkook moaned, releasing his grip on you and putting his hands behind his head.  You swore he was flexing his biceps right now.  So cocky, you thought.  Though, you couldn’t deny, he was so fucking hot like his.  He always seemed to have the goods to back up that cocky attitude of his. 

You started to bounce and roll your hips around in small circles, it took a lot of effort to continue without having any support for your knees, you really had to thank yourself for all those ab exercises you’d been working on.  

His cock was hitting you in all the right places now and you felt yourself approaching your high.  

“J-Jungkook, I’m gonna cum” you whimpered. 

“Yeah baby? My cock is gonna make you cum?” he smirked.  

You nodded biting your lip while you stared down at the god like man below you. 

“Say it.” he growled.  

You figured it didn’t hurt to indulge him, he really was rocking your world right now. 

“Jungkook, your fucking amazing, giant, sexy, cock is gonna make my pussy cum” you moaned.

“Fuck, hurry up if you’re gonna keep talking like that” he chuckled. “I’m so fucking close too y/n” 

After a few more bounces your orgasm was on you, it ran like a tidal wave over your whole body, nothing you’d ever felt before could compare to the incredible feeling rushing over you.  

Your walls tightened and spasmed around Jungkook’s cock, you had stilled your movements and fell down onto his chest, but he kept moving himself into you quickly, approaching his own orgasm.  His hips rolling up into you were greatly assisted by the bouncing of the board.  

He gripped your ass hard and sped up even faster, his face contorting into an expression of intense pleasure. 

“F-Fuck, Y/n baby” he groaned loudly, his nails biting into your ass cheeks and his head burried into to crook of your neck as he came. 

At that moment he completely lost control of his balance, and you, who were also overcome with post orgasm bliss were in no place to steady the two of you. 

And before you knew it both of you, clutched tightly onto one another, and him still twitching and emptying hot cum inside of you, were rolling off the board and crashing into the water. 

The two of you were now completely submerged, bodies still intertwined and holding each other tightly, Jungkook brought you into a passionate kiss as you rose back up to the surface. 

Once you reached air again he slowly pulled out of you and you both laughed wildly. 

“Holy shit” you threw your head back and floated on your back savoring this blissful moment. 

You turned to Jungkook who did an excited forward somersault in the water, which caused you to laugh even more. 

“Well that's how fun that was for me” he chuckled as he paddled over to where you floated and kissed you on the cheek. 

“You’re a dork” you shook your head. 

“And amazing...giant...and sexy” he listed your previous words while he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. 

“Yes that too” 

“And completely falling for you…” he whispered. 

You stared up to the stars, you swore you saw a shooting star right then. 

You don’t know what you could possibly wish for in this moment.  Everything already felt so perfect. 

You were completely falling for him too.