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definitelynotafurinasimp · 2 years

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congrats on 800 followers 🥳 how about “Wait, you think I’m cute” with keqing ?

“Wait, you think I’m cute?”

Characters: Keqing x gn!reader

Warnings: none

Genre: fluff

Summary: Like always you and Keqing argue about your convictions, only for you to call her cute in the heat of the moment

This request is part of my 800 Follower event, if you want to request something yourself before it's too late, check out the event announcement on my blog.

a/n: Keqing is definitely one of the characters of all time /j. I don’t think too often about her, but whenever I write/read about her I’m immediately start simping for her, but just a little bit. So… thanks, I guess.

Also, totally unrelated of course, if anyone has tipps how to build keqing, feel free to send them to my inbox /hj

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Keqing

Keqing and you had a lot of things in common. Both of you had a strong work-ethic — and while you weren’t a workaholic by any definition of the work, you never failed to reliably finish whatever task was assigned to you — both of you wanted to better Liyue and neither of you were afraid to say and defend their opinion.

But while having similarities was a good thing most of the time, your different views on how to make Liyue a better place, combined with your reluctance to budge on them proofed to be a perfect recipe for heated arguments.

When you had walked into the Yuheng’s office, with paperwork relating to important topics in your hand, you couldn’t help but notice her secretary strategically positioning themselves right next to the door, almost as if to dip the moment you and her boss would start to argue. As far as you knew people directly working underneath Keqing wouldn’t stay for long, resigning or requesting to be transferred after a few weeks at best, so seeing how this one had already grown so accustomed to your interactions with her boss that she devised a plan to vanish once things got heated brought a small smile on your face.

“Is it something important or can I finish talking with my secretary first?”, she asked, only make up her mind the moment she laid eyes on the documents in your hand, asking the person already stationed next to the door to leave the two of you alone for a few minutes.

What was supposed to be a civil discussion regarding a small choice for which decorations to use for the next festival, quickly turned yet again into an unnecessarily long and heated argument. And while it at first had at least something to do with the decorations and the festival, by the end of it neither of you remembered what even started it.

“Without Rex Lapis, there wouldn’t be a Liyue to govern in the first place”, you angrily responded to Keqing’s remark, your blood boiling to a level that you probably wouldn’t be able to calm down for the next couple of days, only for the Yuheng to immediately counter in a similarly upset manner.

“Rex Lapis is no longer with us, or did you forget what the whole ‘Rite of Parting’ thing was even about?”

“Why in Rex Lapis’ name does someone as cute as you have to be as stubborn as a mule? It’s almost making it go to waste”, you asked yourself aloud, your much quieter voice still betraying your frustration.

Keqing herself was just about to chastise you for comparing her with a mule when she suddenly went silent, having realised what exactly you said, causing her to stare at you surprised. “Wait, you think I’m cute?”, over the years people had called her many things: uptight, intimidating and too taxing on her secretaries, but being called “cute” was a new thing.

It took you a few seconds do realise what she was talking about, but once you did you answered without hesitation. “What, did you think I was blind or something? Just because we argue doesn’t mean that I’m-”, you were in the process of doubling down, only to shut up the moment you noticed the blush on her face, causing the room to fill with awkward silence as the two of you finally sat down again, not even being able to remember when you the heat of the argument caused you to stand up.

Why are you blushing? You asked yourself, catching you almost asking it her out loud, instead going through all the possible reasons in your head. Did she- Did she think I was trying to hit on her? You suddenly began to panic, only to calm yourself down shortly afterwards. That was impossible, this was Keqing you were talking about. If she had interpreted your comment as you trying to hit on her in the middle of one of your heated arguments, she’d probably be beating your face in right now, or at least would have thrown you out of her office. But if that was the case, why was she blushing?

“Ahem, how about… a compromise?”, you eventually broke the awkward silence, deciding that you didn’t want to overthink the situation even more. “There can be traditional and modern decoration, that should make everyone happy”, you suggested, your voice getting more and more silent with every word that came out of your mouth. You would have been able to gauge her feelings about your proposals, if you were actually looking at her instead of trying to hide your own, increasingly warmer-feeling, face by staring anywhere but at her.

“That… should do. I’ll fill out the necessary paperwork. W-We can discuss it further tomorrow or some other time”, she responded, trying to sound as much as possible like her usual self, only for her occasional stutters to butcher her delivery. “Have a nice day”, she added while you were on your way to the door, causing you to stop for a moment and return the favour before closing the door.

“H-have a nice day.”

#JustASimp'sSimpingEvent #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #keqing x you #keqing x y/n #keqing imagines #keqing x reader

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insomniac-ships · 2 years

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Hihi! I’ve seen you around and I get a really safe vibe from you so I’d like to tell you this. A bit ago I reblogged a post I agreed with from someone who I later found out had proshippers on their DNI list. I deleted when I saw it bc ofc I did. Just recently I saw the post again from a blog I adore and decided to reblog it again bc this blog was this blog and not OP so I wasn’t breaking any rules. I put in my tags just as much, that I deleted once cuz OP but I’m reblogging again cuz fuck it. Immediately I get an anon asking what’s wrong with OP, and I foolishly didn’t think it was OP who sent the anon, so I answered that listing proshippers alongside terfs, racists, etc was terminally online because what ships I like affects no one but me. I’m not allowed to reblog something I think is cool because OP doesn’t like the fact I like things? And it’s not like I was reblogging from the source this time, so it’s fair game, right?

Not ten minutes after posting, I get another ask like “so you’re a proshipper then?” and I didn’t know how to answer. Because I don’t know. But apparently it doesn’t matter because OP blocked me. I asked them why does it matter what I like? That’s like getting mad at someone for eating pizza when you only like tacos—you’re not the one eating it so why does it affect you?

They had no reading comprehension and said that they never wanted to dictate what I can/cannot consume but if I choose to consume that content to not interact bc that’s the point of a DNI list.

Except that is kind of dictating what I can/cannot consume? And anyway, that wasn’t the point of my ask—my question was why does my stance on shipping matter because they don’t know me, and I’m not following them, I’m just reblogging something from someone else. Most people will not check the source of the things they reblog (I only did so because the blog name was relevant to my interests, which doesn’t make this situation any better). They see a post they like, they reblog. They get them from people, who get them from other people, who get them from other people. I am not important. I am not important to OP, and they are not important to me. We do not know each other. So why does the possibility of this random stranger liking fictional pairs matter that much to them? I’m just minding my own business reblogging stuff.

Anyway, they regarded the proship stuff as “anon hate” and deleted it. I think they just didn’t want to admit they couldn’t come up with a legit answer because there is none. Because it requires them to admit to being dumb. And then they said if you want to have a conversation, to come off anon. Which is very funny considering they came into my inbox on anon. And then they blocked me. Before I even answered! They just decided for me so I guess I’m officially a proshipper now—where’s the sign-in sheet? /j (Don’t know how to feel about being the blockee, tbh. I’m usually the one doing the blocking so I’m kinda mad they got to it first. Before I knew it was OP. I had a whole thing written out too!) I feel confident in labeling them an anti, but I’m still trying to figure it out for sure.

Thanks for listening; hope you have a good day!

Hello lovely anon! This was absolutely not what I expected to find in my inbox first thing in the morning, but I'm happy you felt I was a safe person to talk to! I'm gonna have to answer this in chunks so my brain doesn't explode, so bear with me! ♡

Yeah, DNI boundaries do indeed extend to reblogs of reblogs of reblogs etc., which can get a little ridiculous when a post gets big enough. It's just the way of Tumblr. Once a post is in circulation outside of your immediate friend group, there's no real way to control who does and doesn't interact with it. And trying to police every single individual interaction on every single post you make is just a recipe for mental exhaustion. The best thing OP could've done is just block and carry on with their day. (Though most anti types are entirely unwilling to do that.)

Oof. I'm gonna be honest, I have a personal issue with people that try to stir up drama about themselves by coming into a person's inbox on anon and pretending to be someone else. Starting shit under the guise of curiosity is childish at best and manipulative at worst. For the most part, all anyone has to do is send an ask off anon and (at least somewhat nicely,) ask for the reblog of their post to be deleted. Proshippers that are genuinely decent people will usually just apologize and delete the post without causing a scene. (However, if you come screaming into someone's inbox throwing a shitfit, calling people names, threatening them, and making baseless accusations toward them, they probably won't respond so kindly.)

Yeah... the "I'm not trying to dictate what content you can like, but if you like content I'm personally grossed out by, you're horrible, awful, subhuman scum and I hate you forever" take is... well, it sure is an opinion. Just say you're a control freak and go.

(And like, there's nothing wrong with not liking certain ships or dynamics. That's totally fine! To each their own! It's the harassment part that's fucked up. You can curate your online experience and maintain your boundaries without being a nasty little gremlin to compete strangers.)

I'm not surprised that someone would take valid, genuine questions that they apparently didn't have a good answer to as "hate mail". Honestly reminds me of hyper-religious folks who treat any doubt or questioning of the faith/church as some deeply personal attack so they don't have to think critically about things for more than 5 seconds or admit any fault. (I grew up Catholic and got in trouble for asking too many questions.)

Don't sweat being blocked, honestly. ♡ They're really not worth the emotional turmoil. Just block them right back and keep on doing you!

Official Proship Sign-Up Sheet coming soon! (/j)

#ask t.k.#long post #proship #comship #anti-harassment #dead dove #im SO SORRY for rambling!#and im sorry this took so long to answer!

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egyptsleastwanted · 1 year

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⊱ Please limit requests to one at a time, and please make sure to check to make sure requests are open before requesting ! I won't delete your request if they're closed, but expect significant delay in a response. ⊱ If you want to request some headcanons, please include the character(s) you want, as well as a theme so i know what you're looking for. (i.e. ___ with a significantly shorter partner) ⊱ I am an adult, but I am not entirely comfortable with NSFW content. I'm not a prude, but I kindly ask you to please try to keep your requests as SFW as possible. Vaguely suggestive content is okay and will be tagged as such. Minors please do not interact with any of that content. ⊱ I have an easier time with feminine readers, but I can also write for gender neutral readers. If applicable, please specify which you’d prefer in your request ! ⊱ Absolutely NO discourse, I don't have the time or energy for that here. I'm here to talk about a fun group of characters. If you want to complain about something, go do it to somebody that cares. ⊱ Please please please be as specific as you can ; especially if you have something specific in mind for what you want to see as i'm not a mind reader. i don't need a novel's worth of text, but a bit of direction is always appreciated !

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⊱ OCs / Inserts / Canon x Canon — I don’t like canon ships very much and I’m afraid to mess up your characters, hence why I won't write OCs. While I won't write OCs, my inbox is always open and I'd LOVE to hear about your OCs ! ⊱ NSFW content, yanderes, etc. ⊱ At this point in time, I will not write anything romantically oriented for Vanilla Ice. — This is just for my personal comfort. This doesn't mean you can't talk to me about him, however ! (I'll talk your ear off if you give me a chance fgbfkg). I'll update if this changes in the future.

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phoenixrising0308 · 2 years

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Long post

Word count: 440 *excuse any typo's or errors*

Reading time 1 minute

This is related to my experience with hate nonny and my experience only. In no shape or from does this realate to any past or current discourse. But still after a year I still thought it was a statement that rang true to me so I am transitioning it over. Below is the date it was actually written on.

After the dust settled, I wanted to write something about what happened Monday, but it wasn't just Monday; it's been happening for a while. I was the recipient of hate nonny for months; it scared me and frankly took a toll on me in more ways than one. I dreaded my inbox; it was filled with hate about me as a person, my profession, and it took a few jabs at my writing and its themes. English isn't my first language, and I've come a long way. It takes guts to write in English and on a virtual platform when English is not your dominant language, and I won't get into detail as to why my close friends know why. Tumblr was my escape a place to enjoy stories and write my own. But that was space comprised for motives I will never understand. Writers have their own stories, maybe they use this space to tell it. I've overcome a lot, and I didn't want Nonny to create any other life problem area for me, so I switched a handle that had 323 followers on for a fresh start and found my joy again, but monday, someone attempted to take it from me again with a morning filled with hate...but this time, I decided to answer and got my power back.

If you are reading this and sending HATE Nonny to ME or ANYONE... STOP BEING AN ASSHOLE. Just cut the shit out, Nonny, seriously. You can create 20 profiles, but you are the same person, and maybe you don't like yourself enough, so you hurt others PRETTY SAD BUT ALSO A DICK MOVE. Go to someone in your life, talk this shit out, and figure out why you feel the need to do this. Nonny, we are all human beings deserving of respect. The world is unkind enough.

If fandom can get behind one thing, it should not be tolerating bullying and harassment. Don't like someone's work; ignore it, hate a storyline, skip it, have an issue with someone address it directly, don't terrorize them, hoping they leave. Also, there is always that block.

*I want to thank those joining the fight against bullying; whether we interact or not, this is a joint fight for us all. But silence can speak volumes; this is not a problem for a few people; it is everyone's problem. One way to fight the good fight is checking with fandom friends but all so supporting posts that spell out we have had enough of this bullying bullshit and reblog the shit out of them and if you're up to it say fuck hate nonny and or just hashtag fckhatenonny*

Yours truly

-J

Originally published on 2.23.21 and transitioned to this URL on 10.20.22 by the original author. -J

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imabee-oralizard · 2 years

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Okay random things I want to tell you or kinda have pined but I’m indecisive and want multiple stuff pined so here is this.

Minor

Also I have bad grammar, I know this is chaotic you don’t need to tell me.

I’m currently reading- looking for Alaska by John green

Currently watching- all marvel movies

Currently obsessed with song- taylor swift songs (everything has changed, mean)

Follow this page

@queerrambles

This shows I’m astorias @scandalous-chaos (I can’t make it’s actual mention since I’ve already done 50 mentions 😭)wife btw

I’m her wife,thank you

I have matching icons with @nevilleismywhore 2 times in a row now.

Proof here

Tori said I’m her bestie 🥰

I write poems but i might tag them. Idk. I probably won’t find them all.

I reblog a lot of things I want to read later then forget them see them again so I’ll reblog them so that’s why I reblog some things 5 times.

Love this - its political and the woman is talking about money but its 3 minutes as you should watch it

Oh also about me

I don’t want to state my age online :)

My name is Kylie but you can call me nicknames like love, or whatever you want honestly

Instagram- Kylie_200608

I don’t support jk Rowling, I don’t support homophobia, transphobia, sexualizing, rape, incest, cyber bullying, using people’s phobias against them.

I am also off of celebrity drama and true news a lot so most the time I’ll have no clue what is going on.

I don’t write fan fictions but you can request something for me to write for a poem. I’ve never done that but I’m willing to try. <3

Don’t sexualize me

Don’t be rude to me or my friends

I will block you

You can send me messages anon or not but please me nice

If you ever need to talk you can message me! Even if you don’t want me to talk back you can use me as a inbox to just rant to. I don’t know if I can always give advice but I will let you rant<3

Don’t forget you are loved, no matter gender, sexuality, family, thoughts, friends, where you live, your bank status, what you’ve said or done. You being you is awesome and actions can be fixed and forgiven<3

I like purple

I’m pansexual

My pronouns are she/her

I’m a hufflepuff

I’m a Leo

I like taylor swift, teen Wolf, reading, poetry, divergent, Harry Potter, astrology, marvel, dc, traveling, supernatural, vampire diaries, originals, hunger games, probably more

I am @incorrect-slytherin-quotes hufflepuff (their account if also @doctor-disc0) (they’re also the owner of @queerrambles they’re amazing)

Proof, it took me like 20 minutes to find this but it’s worth it

Some tags I use:

(I’ll add some when I start talking to people more)

I’m gonna try to start to use read later

I might start using Kylie’s random thoughts

My amazing wife Astoria

Astoria

These two are dedicated to @scandalous-chaos)

Nevilleismywhore

My best bestie on tumblr

Now using my amazing wife bay

These two are dedicated to @nevilleismywhore)

Wrathspoet

My amazing non silent silent friend

Those to are dedicated to @Wrathspoet

Poems

Some comfort characters-

Regulus black, draco Malfoy, Remus lupin, stiles stilinski, Derek hale, Lydia Martin, James potter, Harry Potter, Wanda maximoff, Bucky Barnes, pietro, Peter Parker (Tom and Andrew), void stiles, Theo reaken, dean winchester, Luna love good, Sirius black, Hermione granger, Loki

My poems

Are we the animals

Never shall I forget

Books

Words

My will to live

I am not a child

When does it end

Achilles heel - goes with Sarah’s song

Check out @sarahisslytherin music

Some people I talk to or visit their page often

@ameliora-j @ameliasbitvh @ama0310 @sarahisslytherin @scandalous-chaos @nevilleismywhore @dmalfoyswhore @mendesxruel @wrathspoet @hopelessbutterfly @hogwartshousefriends @fictionalcomforts @comfortscripts (also fictionalcomforts) @elysian-bxg @padf00ts-l0ver @dobrienwrites @cupids-crystals @cupids-archive @ilovemarvelanne1 @ilovemoviekidd826 @lavhoes @nevsluvr @dead-james-potter @drawlfoy @marcela6malfoy @skiller0dani @oliverwoodmarrymepls @littlemissnoname13 @chosenimagines @kiwijulia @mirclealignr @someoneiwasnt @mellifluousart @sereinegemini @sarahisstillslytherin @velvetcloxds @earlgreydream

(That is in no particular order)

Tumblr account started around October 1st 2021

First person I talked to was @mellifluousart <3(thankyou for making me feel welcome)(and thank you @sarahisslytherin for being the second person I really talked to on here)

Thank you @scandalous-chaos for always making me feel loved <3

Thank you @nevilleismywhore for being a amazing friend

Thank you @ameliora-j for making me feel like I can say anything to you and being there for so many people

Thank you @doctor-disc0 for being so welcoming and making me feel awesome when I first got on this app

Thank you @wrathspoet for just being plain awesome

Thank you @velvetcloxds for writing amazing fanfictions that just hit the spot all the time and being so nice

Thank you @marcela6malfoy, I haven’t talked to you a bunch but you’ve been a account that I’ve always cared about so much and just thank you so much

+more people but I really wanted to say thank you to the people. And thank you all content creators for writing and rebloging stuff. You guys are amazing and loved.

I currently have 42 followers- January 7th 2022

Updated on- January 7th 2022

If there is any grammar mistakes here please let me know. If there is on any of my poems please also let me know. Don’t feel afraid to message me and tell me.

#navigation #blog description #Kylie’s blog description #Kylie’s chaos #nevilleismywhore #new tag #my best bestie on tumblr #my amazing wife astoria #astoria #wrathspoet #my amazing non silent silent friend

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hooniee · 3 years

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— ꒰‧ you got caught, loser :) *ೃ༄

↷jungwon x reader ⋯ ♡ᵎ

↷ genre: romance | fluff⋯ ♡ᵎ

↷warnings: none! ⋯ ♡ᵎ

♡ :: can i request a jungwon fluff piece where him and his s/o try to hide their relationship from the members (+ how they find out) 🥺 you don’t have to if your inbox is full👉🏻👈🏻 @serendipitysung

⇢˚⋆ ✎ author note: hi andi🥺 ,i’m sorry this took so long! this is for you and i hope you enjoy it <333! ˎˊ-

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .*

from the coordinating phone cases to the mysterious texts that have been popping up on jungwon’s phone but wouldn’t let the rest of the members see, everybody could tell that he was dating someone.

but who was it?

that’s what they needed to know and they had the perfect person for the job. the hyung line and sunoo gathered ni-ki in the kitchen.

at first, ni-ki was terrifed as his hyungs whispered among themselves, nodding at some silent agreement. he orignally thought he was in trouble for accidently spilling water on jay’s switch, which thankfully wasn’t this conversation. it would be chaos once jay found out but back to the point.

seeing his hyungs evil smirks, he knew that he wasn’t in trouble but SOMEONE was and ni-ki needed to be the one to do something. he rolled his eyes, noticing jungwon wasn’t there.

“okay, what did jungwon hyung do?”

the boys are taken aback by ni-ki’s sudden question and laugh. asking him how he knew, ni-ki responded on how painfully obvious they were being about trying to be sneaky and how jungwon was the only one who wasn’t there. they cut to the chase since there was no point in hiding it.

“we need you to spy on jungwon in school. it looks like he has a girlfriend but we don’t know who it is”

most of enhypen were in their last years of high school while jungwon and ni-ki were freshman. the only closest outlet to jungwon they could have would be ni-ki.

“what’s in it for me?”

“dumplings”

“deal”

ni-ki always wanted something in return for his jobs like the cheeky teenage boy he is. heeseung knew so he prepared a bunch of dumplings just like ni-ki likes.

the next day, ni-ki is preparing himself to “stalk” jungwon. he watches as he slips on his shoes and heads out the door, giving a small “i’m leaving” to jay in the kitchen. ni-ki eyes outside of his room before quickly hurrying down and slipping on his shoes.

jay winks at ni-ki to go get him and ni-ki is out the door. he hides behind a bush in front of their house, keeping a close eye on jungwon before someone comes from the side. he sees a girl with the same uniform as jungwon and before she turn around, ni-ki catches a glimpse of her face. his eyes widen and his jaw drops.

why was jungwon holding hands with (y/n)?

(y/n) was the boys neighbor and her mother was always kind enough to drop by and check in on them, (y/n) sometimes tagging along.

maybe the boys were blind to the fact of the heart eyes jungwon eyed you with when you stayed to chat, or the way you secretly shoot a ‘call me’ sign to jungwon before you left, making sure none of them saw it.

ni-ki quickly grabs his phone and snaps a picture just in case the hyungs need “evidence” and to “see it with their own eyes.”

ni-ki quietly follows behind, catching some weird stares of people passing by. he sees your fingers tightly intertwined while jungwon lightly swings your arms. you say something causing jungwon to burst into a fit of giggles. ni-ki externally cringes at how in love his hyung looked. not saying it was a bad thing for him to fall in love but it was gross seeing how much of a simp he was in 4k.

he keeps tabs on you guys all day, not missing a moment of love struck puppy jungwon. he updates the hyungs who almost passed out reading the text.

jay: you mean a different (y/n) right?

ni-ki: yeah, his classmate (y/n)

jay: oh see guys

sunoo: THAT’S THE SAME PERSON IDIOT

since jungwon’s hyungs+ni-ki are evil people, they decided to make a fun little thing for jungwon. they texted jungwon, saying they would be out for a while and he would have the house for himself for a while. they tell him, especially, that if he wanted to bring anyone over while they were gone, they would be fine.

he caught the bait as ni-ki overheard yours and jungwon’s conversation.

“do you want to come over? my hyungs will be gone for a while, we can watch a movie together?”

jungwon shyly asks, his face glowing from the anxiousness that filled his body. ni-ki wanted to gag but held it in. ni-ki texted his hyungs

ni-ki: plan party confrontation start!

ni-ki heard your footsteps coming and quickly ran into the boys bathroom. making sure your footsteps were gone, ni-ki quickly ran out before texting his hyungs that they had around 15 minutes to set things up.

the house was a tornado. sunghoon was quick to make a poster, decorating it with some glitter. heeseung glanced at it with a ‘seriously?’ look before sunghoon shrugged it off.

sunoo took a piece of paper and ripped it into little shreds for confetti. jay took a little cupcake and put one of those huge birthday candles with the number 2. those were the only ones they had </3

jake kept a lookout to make sure they weren’t coming yet while heeseung blew up one sad looking balloon.

“they’re coming! HIDE”

jake yells out before the boys quickly duck, hearing the door jingle slightly. they could hear your muffled conversation before the door clicked. jungwon opened the door before being showered with white ripped up pieces of paper. he spits out the ones that fell in his mouth before looking around.

you gasps, trying to find a place to hide before ni-ki comes from nowhere, wagging his finger in your face and ushering you into the house.

you looked at the “you got caught losers :)” poster that sunghoon had drew with a wonky smily face. random glitter colors were sprinkled all over while some specs decorated the floor. jay came up to you guys.

“great job on getting caught won, (y/n)”

he puts the cupcake with the burning candle in jungwon’s hand. the wax was starting to make it’s way down to the frosting. jungwon looked at jake before he ushered him

“go ahead, don’t be shy the two of you”

jungwon looked at you trying to hold back your smile. he rolls his eyes, putting the cupcake in between you. you look at each other before softly blowing to put out the glowering yellow flame.

jungwon was busy glaring at his hyung before feeling a smear of cold cream lay on his cheek. he turns to you but you already start to boot it.

“you won’t get away with this (y/n)”

he chases after you, wrapping his arms around your waist to lock you in. you try to let out but you give up easily.

“kiss it off”

jungwon gestures at the frosting. you sigh, leaning in to kiss off the frosting that you had put on his cheek.

the hyungs regret their life choices right now.

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ichorai · 3 years

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i just wanna say thank you to every single one of you !! the mutuals i talk to, the ppl i see on my dashboard, the ppl who like my fics / posts, and the 3.7k that follow me omg :(( i love yall sm i rlly dont deserve you guys

2021 may not be the blessing that all of us want, but we can try to survive through it together !! pls pls pls stay safe and healthy and my messages + inbox are always open for anybody who wants to talk or just needs a friend ♡

tumblr crushes. everybody listed below are all the blogs i’ve had massive crushes on (dkjdf im rlly exposing myself huh) bolded are the crushes that follow me back aka my moots !! whether we talk every day or not at all, i love all of u sm :3

# - e ;

@127-mile, @1oserjk, @3riberri, @4-sun, @429hj, @99yh, @9uk, @aasthrielle, @agustdiv1ne, @angeliicmin, @angelinanamoo, @annawritesnct, @army-author, @ashisparanoid, @asteriaguk, @atbzkingdom, @ateez-little-star, @ateez-svt, @ateezinmymind, @ateezsunrise, @ateezthings, @atiny-ahgase, @atiny-baby, @atinybitofau, @atinybrew, @atinyfeels, @atinykidult, @atzgiggle, @aurorhwa, @ayyysweetcreature, @baehyukng, @baekhvuns, @baekhyunl, @baekonbaek, @baekwell--tart, @bangtantaegi, @barsformars, @beyond-gethsemane, @binnies, @blueish-sun, @bluelotuss, @bluemiinn, @bluumin, @brathyuck, @burgerkang000, @btsbed, @bubyjong, @butterflyjoong, @by-moonflower, @byeoltoyuki, @c-sanshine, @call-me-bha, @canyounotkaia, @cappujinho, @cchaiart, @ceojongho, @ceruleanskies, @chanbinns, @changsun, @cherryatiny, @cherryhan1386, @cherryjk, @chimtaera, @chittsu, @choi-san, @choijongho, @choisans, @chryzu, @cinanamon, @cinnaminsvga, @closer-stars, @cometoceantrenches, @cosmoguk, @cozyjae, @cozyteez, @crustypeppermintcookie, @crvgio, @cuddlyunho, @curanonemu, @daybreakx, @dazzlingkai, @ddaenysus, @ddalgi-yong, @dear-hao, @dearncityy, @dearyongs, @dejvns, @diaryofateez, @dis-easy, @djxiao, @dreamiehrs, @dreamiesdotcom, @dreamingxuxi, @dreamtaehyung, @dylanxmin, @eggyukhei, @elcie-chxn, @emhpathy, @ephemeralkookie, @essenteez, @eternalbulletproof, @ethaeriyeol

f - j ; @faerieth, @fakeleaves, @fandomsonrequests, @feverishdreamdistrict, @fleurateez, @flirtyhyuck, @flowerboyyoonbin, @flowerkth, @flowerseok, @floweryjh, @flvtteringpetals, @foreveryouaremystar, @fortunexkookie, @fqiryaurora, @gaylligator, @gowonhatesyou, @grxceblqckthxrn, @gukssunshine, @guktro, @gukwluv, @gukyi, @gyukult, @haine13, @halahala, @halahalaatme, @hanatiny, @hanavbara, @haotheheckk, @heartyyjeno, @heavenlyhongjoong, @heeseungluvs, @heterotragedies, @hobidreams, @honeybeedaydreams, @honeytae, @hongcultz, @hongism, @hopejanaee, @hoseoksyn, @hoshees, @hquackity, @httpknjoon, @hunjins, @hwaberrykiwi, @hwaddict, @hwanami, @hwaseongsbabie, @hwastreasure, @hyuckles-chuckles, @hyucktapes, @illicit-roses, @imlikechaitea, @imoonstarstuff, @inclebtsmix, @inkigayeo, @interstellix, @jaehyuked, @jaehywn, @jaemericano, @jaeminslatte, @jaeminsorbit, @jamaisjoons, @jamaiswoo, @jamaisvujjk, @jayehope, @jcngkooks, @jcngyeol, @jenojam, @jensungf, @jeogiyall, @jeong-uwu, @jeongyunhoed, @jeonqqin, @jeonsdear, @jeonsweetpea, @jimindelune, @jimineos, @jimlvb, @jinmindeulle, @jinned, @jisungshotfirst, @jjeongukie, @jjoon, @joenns, @johnni, @jonghours, @joonghwas, @jooniescupcakes, @joonsgalore, @joonsinnerchild, @juliaseongjoong, @junghelioseok, @jungkookiebus, @jungkxook, @jungshookz, @junstruly, @justrose-things, @jwyfldr

k - o ; @k-n-e-o, @kayabred, @kim-taehyung, @kimchitae, @kimnjss, @kimtaehyunq, @kingjoong, @kireiwoo, @kitsutaes, @kittae, @knjspjm, @kodabodaa, @kookiesjoonies, @kookiestarlight, @kookmint, @kpophoneybunny, @kqtiny, @kyung-seokie, @kyuscafe, @lafaussejoie, @lavenderkoo, @leebutnot, @leeknowism, @lettersfromaphrodite, @lettersfrompersephonae, @lightgreybg, @lilacwoo, @lostcherryjk, @loveablejeekies, @lovedsweet, @lovely-ateez, @lovelygalaxy333-writes, @lovsoul, @lunarmingi, @luvsjoon, @lvrbun, @lybomb, @m24sail, @mapofbts, @markftmingi, @may-tree, @meiiyue, @melodiamore, @mhirais, @midnightseonghwa, @milkbts, @milkyoonoh, @minflix, @minghaon, @mingi-theestallion, @mingkiii, @mingtopiaa, @minihongjoong, @minsugams, @mintyguk, @minyoongail, @mismatchmark, @mistymark, @mjlkau, @mmmhs, @mmoondance, @monotape, @moonblssm, @moongaera, @moonguk, @moonlightzone, @moonlitmyg, @mountainhearts, @mountainsluna, @ms-starlight, @nakamoto, @namgination, @namkooks, @naryfial, @neo-shitty, @neocitybynight, @neptune-xuxi, @nevio, @nose-bandaid, @nvmguk, @oceanofaurora, @ofcyunho, @oksws, @omot7, @onceatinymoo, @orphicepiphany, @osakkun, @ot7always, @park-seonghwa

p - t ; @peachjaem00, @peaches-writes, @personasintro, @petitemingi, @phattestuwu, @philosopher-of-fandoms, @pinktea99, @pinkyyunho, @pjimns, @pjmsdior, @prdshobi, @punkill, @queereightiesheartthrob, @riajae, @rookiegukie, @rosy-wooyoung, @royaltypark, @saksukei, @san-hwa, @sanhwaflower, @sannieboy, @sanstar, @santastic, @seacottons, @seiiblue, @seokstrivia, @seonghwanotes, @seongwhy, @seongsangies, @seonqwha, @serendipityseulgi, @serendipityunho, @serenityswords-main, @seungyoune, @shangri-woo, @she, @shuhuas, @sichengsbimbo, @sillyseoks, @simphwa, @simpsiren, @sketchguk, @skymoonandstardust, @sleepingrenjun, @sleepyateez, @sleepyjhs, @sleepyyangyang, @smallfrye, @smileysuh, @smoochkooks, @snackhobi, @softjeon, @softyoongina, @solarmingi, @soleilees, @songteez, @spacejaems, @sparklingchan, @starlightjoong, @starryseung, @starsuh, @straypatchkids, @strayssara, @stressed-asian, @stutterfly, @sugarboyuto, @sugarjaee, @sugaxjpg, @sungchans, @sunkissedjk, @superhajimark, @taehyungsjuicybooty, @taeilmeyourw1sh, @taelepathysroom, @taemines, @taerseok, @taeyongleee, @talkbykhalid, @tbhchoi, @tearvantae, @teeniemoarmy, @tenaciousinferno, @tenseoyong, @teote, @thanxxskz, @the-marionettes-locket, @the-star-named-dowoon, @the-wonandonly, @thespadesinyourhearts, @thorsdreams, @timetoresurface, @tiniesan, @tinylaelia, @toffee-hwa, @treasure-hwa, @treasurehobi, @tsukuyomes, @tvfff, @twdeadfanfic

u - z ; @uayv, @userguk, @utopianvoices, @v-hope, @vante-love, @vanxbb, @venusjinnie, @viastro, @wabisaba, @waiyv, @warmau, @whimsical-ness, @wincore, @wintertae, @wonglix, @woojjongs, @wooyunhwa, @writearctic, @wuuyoung, @xherxx, @xiaocity, @xjoonchildx, @xsandjenos, @xuxi-rolls, @yeochikin, @yeoldontknow, @yeoldotcom, @yeosangscupid, @yeostars, @yeosvng, @yessidzuiichi, @yooaliceee, @yoondoze, @yoongicrumbs, @yoongs-jeontae, @yoonia, @yoonohho, @yunhoiseyecandy, @yunhoway, @yunhowhoitiss, @yuniixoxo

follower count + note ; 3.7k ???? why are yall following me omg kdjdkfjd thank you :(( the amount of love i hold for you guys is immeasurable !! a lot of yall tell me that you’re too scared to talk to me but pls do !! i dont bite i swear !! i love making friends here ! and im sorry for not replying to all of your asks :// sometimes i like to keep them private for my eyes but i swear i read every single one !! thank you again and have a great new year !

following count ; 1.3k lmaoo my dashboard is constantly flooded and sometimes it’s really hectic but fr thank you all for filling my tumblr with happiness and positivity with the occasional thirst trap for a kpop idol rip

2020 fics + upcoming in 2021 recapping all of the fics i wrote this year + lil comments / behind the scenes

- read to me ; kim namjoon ; may 23 - an accident ; johnny seo ; may 23 - chocolates ; jung jaehyun ; may 23 - flash drive ; lee donghyuck ; may 23 - rain ; jeon jungkook ; may 25 - flirts (but no kisses) ; park seonghwa ; may 29

i wrote all of the fics above as part of a short drabble game i made to get out of my writers block !! they weren’t my best works, but i got around 70 requests omg and i only wrote out the first six rip :(( i wanted to write more but i just needed a break for my mental health and couldn’t continue on so i’m sorry to those who requested and didn’t get a fic :(

- rivers over stones ; jeon jungkook ; sept. 12 this huge monster of a fic was what got me out of my writers’ block !! tbh i expected the fic to get like.... 20 notes but it ended up getting far past 3.5k omg thank you so much for all the praise for this fic, it took sooo long for this fic to get out too smh, i can’t believe it was still received so well !!! fyi i read every single review / reblog tags bcs i love reading what yall think :D

- the day bled away ; park seonghwa ; oct. 16 i wrote this after catching up to the good doctor and i was just in the mood for angst and the idea of hwa being a doctor lol

- mr. sad piano man ; min yoongi ; oct. 29 more fluffy soft angst !! i love writing this genre, especially for yoongi and i’m happy this one was received well !!!

- birthday waffles ; min yoongi ; nov. 14 i was just so soft for yoongi and i wanted to write more for him !! so i made this soft / angsty fic that i’m not particularly proud of, but i’m still glad it’s out there bcs it was sitting in my draft doc for sooo long

- cellmates ; one ; two ; three ; jung wooyoung ; oct. 19 - dec. 23 this is my baby :(( my first long original series !! i’m sooooo excited for this fic to progress and i’m so happy you guys like it as well :3 i love making yall suffer lmaoo

coming soon in 2021... - future parts of cellmates - king!taehyung x mage!reader (21k written / estimated 40k) - fire!seonghwa x ice!reader (5k written / estimated 20k) - lots and lots more !!!

check out m.list + wips for more info.

final note.

thank you all :(( i really don’t have any words to say left so pls just stay safe and have a happy new year !!! my inbox and messages are always open !

#2021 celebration #i tried my best to include everyone so im so sorry if i forgot anybody :(#pls talk to me !! id love to make new friends #whyd it take me so long to make this lol #guys alphabetizing this was a nightmare but worth it :')

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meltwonu · 3 years

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| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 | [CHAPTER 20] FINAL

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, sex toys, shibari, dom!seungcheol, dirty talk, overstimulation/forced orgasms, squirting, degradation, name calling, daddy!kink, gags! 😍💕 ✨HAPPY NEW YEAR!!✨ Here’s to more fun fics in 2021! I can’t believe this is our last chapter though omg 😭 It’s been suuuuch a journey and a privilege to write this little series out! I’ve honestly thought about a camgirl/boy series for like, over a year now, and I’m glad I finally did it! I completed one of my goals! 🥺💕 2020 was definitely a wild one, but I want to thank you all so fuckin’ much for supporting me and stickin’ it out with me all year! Here’s to more in the coming year!💕 Also I was proofreading this at the dining table last night thinking my roommate wouldn’t come out of their room but they did(while I was making dinner and my hands were dirty so I couldnt close my laptop ☠️) and they walked past my laptop and now I’m convinced they saw my fucking smut fic right in the open so yes my little mini-break next week is MUCH needed cause I am ✨embarrassed✨ 🤣 I’ll still do my inbox roundup tomorrow and probably answer a bunch of small thirst posts ‘n stuff throughout the week but there won’t be any drabbles! For now, enjoy chapter 20 🥺, have a safe weekend, and remember that I love you~ ❤️🍒💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 COMPLETE

Seungcheol wakes up much earlier than you do the next morning; pressing a kiss to your forehead as you groan and snuggle deeper into your pillow.

“Baby, I need to go run some errands for a little bit, okay? Just keep sleeping, you don’t need to get up yet. But, I made breakfast and put it in the microwave for you when you decide to get up later.”

His voice is muffled and you can barely understand what he’s saying but you nod; a soft sigh on your lips when you drift back into dreamland. He takes his time getting ready, checking his phone notifications as he gets dressed and places a note on the nightstand knowing that you didn’t catch a single word he said.

‘Hey, did you get everything I asked for?’

Jimin🧍🏻: of course, who do you think I am? Jeongguk?

Jimin🧍🏻: and btw, i’m just giving you a crash course okay? We don’t really have a ton of time

Jimin🧍🏻: did you watch those tutorial videos I sent you?

‘Yeah, I did some practice on my breaks, but I guess you can tell me if I’m doing anything wrong.’

Jimin🧍🏻: okee, i’ll be waiting. Don’t get here too late!

‘I’ll be otw soon. Thanks again, Jimin.’

“Ow--damn, okay, you don’t need to tug on it so much!”

“Sorry, I’ll be careful! And why are we practicing on you anyway?! Couldn’t you just have shown me pictures or something?”

“How else will you learn if not on an actual body? It doesn’t work the same way, Seungcheol.” Jimin pauses, checking himself in the mirror. “Also, keep in mind she does have boobs so just… go slow, okay? It’s not gonna sit like this on her.”

Seungcheol blushes a crimson red; biting the inside of his cheek at how amateur he was at this.

“Okay…”

Seungcheol is gone for a lot longer than you anticipate and although he replies quickly to your texts, you can’t help but be curious about where he’d gone and what he was doing.

Especially knowing that the two of you had to film tonight and knowing that everything was up to Seungcheol.

A shiver rolls down your body at the thought and you quickly try to shake off the nerves that seem to slowly invade your body when your mind starts to wander.

“It’ll be fine, I’m sure…”

“I’m home!”

“Where have you--oh, that’s… a b-big box? Um, should I be concerned...”

Seungcheol grins, shrugging as he sets it onto the kitchen counter. “Just some supplies for tonight. I had to go pick them up from a friend but I had to make sure everything was right.” He notices the way you can’t seem to take your eyes off of the box; eyes twinkling when he makes his way towards you.

He tilts your head up to meet his in a searing kiss, lips easing into a smile when you wrap your arms around his neck and melt under his touch. You moan against his lips just before he pulls away; staring dreamily at him while his hands start to roam over your clothed body.

“We have a long night ahead of us, sweetheart. Let’s pamper you a little before then, hmm?”

j__min: ??? where’s the loverboy

j__min has donated $200

angelhan has donated $75

therealchan99 has donated $50

xcaliburDK has donated $75

xcaliburDK: is that the sybian? Haven’t seen that in a looong while

You bite your lip and nod, somewhat shy as you sit alone in front of the camera. “Seungcheol’s still… setting up but he told me to start! I’m a little nervous, to be honest…” Your eyes flit to Seungcheol who rummages through the box in the kitchen and from the angle you’re sat in, you can’t see a single thing he takes out.

Earlier, he’d cooked you your favorite meal and even took the time to give you a full body massage before the two of you cuddled on the sofa and watched a movie. To you, it seemed a little too suspiciously tame and you only found yourself more nervous when he made you drink two glasses of water and ever so quietly announced it was time to start getting ready for the camshow.

“He’s being so suspicious! He was even gone for a few hours earlier today…” You mumble; brows furrowed at the camera before checking the comments.

It still amazed you every time with how much money you and Seungcheol made from the camshows and videos and it made you feel even better knowing that everyone loved the chemistry the two of you had together. There were a lot of video requests and ideas mixed in with the comments at any given time and you were definitely ready to pitch some to Seungcheol now that you’d rebranded your channel to be a couple’s channel instead.

“Almost done, sweetheart!”

gc__koo: he told me to watch cuz he was being suspicious with me too

gc__koo has donated $50

alphagyu97: what is he even plotting

alphagyu97: i am excited to see the sybian again tho ngl

artist8hao: pretty baby gonna squirt for us again?

universe_WZ: hell fuckin yea let us see how fuckin wrecked you get on that machine

You feel your pussy clench around emptiness at their comments; already feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter with the anticipation.

Movement out of the corner of your eye catches your attention and Seungcheol walks towards the bed with a wide smile and the same box in hand. “Ready?” You can only nod back slowly, watching as he dumps the contents of the box right next to your body.

gc__koo: oy

chwenon: oh shit

sleepy_wonu: oh baby, you’re in for it now

sleepy_wonu has donated $100

Your entire body fills with warmth as you look over the various objects; unsure of where to really look first. “I, um--”

A stack of red ropes sits next to a small bullet vibrator that sits next to a ball gag that sits next to a pair of EMT shears and your eyes immediately flit up to Seungcheol who only smirks back at your shocked expression. “I had some other toys I wanted to use but I figured I should go easy on you, y’know? Since you showed me some mercy last night.”

Nodding, you reach out towards the ropes, touching them shyly. “Why red?”

“Thought they’d be on theme for you, babygirl.”

Seungcheol takes his time; remembering Jimin’s words when he tugs the ropes around your wrists.

“Colour, babygirl?”

“G-green… daddy…”

He nods, sitting up on his knees behind you as you sit on the sybian and face the camera. You bite your lip, somewhat embarrassed that you were already soaking the toy underneath you as Seungcheol worked to bind your arms behind you.

“D--daddy, where did you l-learn this?” You whisper, somewhat curious if this had anything to do with why he was gone for so long earlier in the day.

“Mm, daddy’s friend Jimin was kind enough to help me get the tools and teach me a few tricks to make sure I kept my babygirl safe. Wasn’t that kind of him?” You nod gently, gulping when you shift atop the machine slightly in hopes of relieving some of the growing sexual tension in your body. “Why don’t you thank him properly, sweetheart?”

Your hazy eyes make eye contact with the camera, head tilted slightly. “T-thank you, J-Jimin… for--for helping daddy…”

j__min: omg a shoutout ive made it

kitty_junjun: we never thought we’d see the day

tangerine_kwan: and here we all thought you were gonna be the bad guy huh

hoshi_tiger_xx: like when u only see previews of the book online but the rest of it is different ykwim

Seungcheol makes sure your arms are bound snug enough but not too tight; leaning away slightly to admire his rope work. “Feeling okay so far, babygirl?”

Nodding, you whine back slightly. “Y-yes, daddy… But… my--my pussy wants s-something…” He laughs in return, readjusting so that he’s sitting on your side this time to give himself easier access to start the rest of the bindings.

“Is that so? You’re gonna have to be a little more patient this time ‘cause daddy’s not done yet.” He starts working on the rest of the harness; going slow and checking in with you often to make sure none of the ropes were digging into your skin or making you uncomfortable. “You’ll have to forgive me a little though, I’m admittedly a ‘lil inexperienced so our pretty babygirl is only going to be tied up in this pretty harness for tonight.”

gentleman_josh95: the fact u even took the time to learn just for her

gentleman_josh95 has donated $100

artist8hao: seriously, the dedication

kitty_junjun: we stan a man who knows safety and etiquette

Comments of reassurance and donations flood in at Seungcheol’s small apology and although the two of you are in your own world; you can tell from just the amount of pings coming from your laptop that they all seemed to be encouraging him.

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence as Seungcheol continues to move around you on the bed to finish the harness and a smile graces his lips when he starts to secure the last knots in the back. He can’t help but mentally pat himself on the back at how neatly he’d done it for his first time.

“There. All done, baby.”

Your eyes flit to the laptop’s screen to see yourself; cheeks hot when you see how fucked out you already look and he hadn’t even touched you properly or turned on the machine.

The star harness Seungcheol had tied looks pretty with red ropes and you can’t hide your smile at how good it looks on you too either. “Ah, daddy made it really p-pretty… Thank you.”

This time, Seungcheol nods, letting you admire yourself as he silently reaches for the small remote for the sybian, switching it on.

Your entire body lurches forward as soon as the vibrations attack your clit and you immediately find yourself moaning and grinding down onto the machine as he gives you some relief.

“You’re welcome, babygirl. Now let’s really have some fun, huh?”

You need to cum.

Badly.

“Awww, is my pretty baby drooling? Does it feel that good on your sensitive ‘lil clit?” He teases, smoothing down your hair as you cry around the ball gag in your mouth; drool seeping out from the side of your lips when he raises the vibrations a setting higher.

You don’t know how many times he’d played with the settings and edged you by now, but all you do know is that the urge to cum only grows stronger as you grind against the machine, soaking it with your wetness as you chase the pleasure building up in your body again.

Surely cumming was okay, right? He never said you couldn’t.

You whimper around the ball gag, eyes fluttering shut when the tension in your body snaps in the blink of an eye and your thighs clamp down onto the sides of the machine. Throwing your head back, you moan against the gag and ride out your high as Seungcheol watches you from the side.

“Mm, bet that felt good, huh? But I know you want something in that greedy ‘lil cunt of yours, don’t you? You want daddy’s cock slamming into your tight ‘lil hole ‘til it’s full of my cum, right, sweetheart?” He licks his lips, turning off the sybian as you slump forward.

universe_WZ: shit shes so sensitive

chwenon: especially with her arms bound like that i bet she’s on cloud nine rn

gentleman_josh95: her cute lil head is probably all fuzzy already from all the sensations

therealchan99 has donated $100

gc__koo has donated $75

j__min has donated $150

All you can do is whimper and nod; teary eyes blinking back at Seungcheol as he smirks and leans in towards you.

“Mmm, you’ll get what you want eventually. But for now, you’re gonna cum again.”

He turns the sybian back on, licking his lips when he sees your body tensing again. It was always easier to get you to cum a second time and his point is proven when you mewl around the ball gag a few minutes later; chest heaving in stuttered breaths as you try to shy away from the toy still vibrating against your overly sensitive clit when you’re quickly thrown into another orgasm.

“You always cum for daddy so easily, don’t you, babygirl?”

Your head feels fuzzy after already cumming twice in such a short span of time but you nod, head lolling to the side as Seungcheol finally turns the sybian off for good.

Seungcheol gives you a second to catch your breath before he’s scooting in and fiddling with the clasps at the back of your head to take the ball gag off.

A thread of saliva connects your lips to the gag and you whimper at how good it feels to be able to actually speak again. “D-daddy…” Drool drips from your mouth as your lead lolls forward and Seungcheol is quick to bring a hand up to keep your head up as he looks into your lust filled eyes.

“Colour, sweetheart?”

“Still g-green…” He nods back, checking to make sure none of the ropes had shifted. “Would you like some water before we continue, baby?”

“Yes, daddy…”

He fetches you a glass of water, tilting it against your lips as you down the entire glass and you find yourself a little surprised at how needed it was. “Thank you, d-daddy…”

“You’re welcome, babygirl. Ready to keep going?”

You nod, a little bit more energized. “I hope everyone, mmh, l-likes the show so f-far~” Your teary vision prevents you from reading the comments and before you can even make an effort to, Seungcheol is already helping you off of the machine and helping you sit on the bed across from him.

alphagyu97: ugh she looks so fucking good in that harness

angelhan: right? That shade of red looks so good against her skin too

angelhan: so fuckin pretty

tangerine_kwan: pics for the private room later? Plz i beg

Seungcheol takes this time to take off his boxer briefs, cock curving up against his abdomen when he’s fully naked across from you. He wraps a hand around his cock, moaning and spreading the precum down his shaft as you watch. “D’you want this, baby?”

Your lips fall open in a silent moan as you watch Seungcheol jerk himself off and you can’t help but squirm. “Y-yes…”

“Tell me exactly what you want then. Let them hear what a filthy little slut you are for me.” You can’t help but feel miserably empty watching him and despite having already cum twice, you want his cock fucking you open and making you cum again.

“I--I--”

“Yes, babygirl?”

“I, ngh, I want d-daddy’s cock… Please? Ah, I--I wanna feel you fucking my--my pussy into the, mmh, s-shape of your c-cock… And I w-want you to c-cum inside my--my slutty little h-hole…”

Seungcheol scoffs, hips shallowly thrusting up into his enclosed fist. “That’s right. You’re just my slutty ‘lil babygirl that lets me use all her tight holes how I please, right? You like it when I cum down your throat and in your pretty ‘lil ass. But we all know you like it best when I cum in your hot ‘lil cunt. Makes you feel all warm and full, doesn’t it? You like it when my cum is dripping out of your spent cunt and sliding down your shaky thighs.” This time you nod furiously as you whine back in response.

“P-please… Can’t wait any--anymore!”

This time, the impatience takes over as you slightly tug on the ropes; whining when they don’t give. “Daddy!”

And this time, he gives in quicker than he anticipates, growling as he reaches for the EMT shears to cut you from the harness. “Don’t let your arms down, no matter how much you want to. You’re going to strain your arms if you move too fast so let me handle it, okay, sweetheart?”

The sudden gentleness in his voice has a giddy warmth pouring over you as you nod and sit still while he cuts at various points of the harness to make the ropes fall loose around your arms and chest. You keep your arms in the same position like he requested and you soon feel his hands roaming your skin and massaging your arms to get the blood flowing again.

“You’re so good for me, baby.” He whispers against your hair, leaning down to kiss your shoulder before he slowly easing your arms down from being folded behind your back.

He continues to massage your arms for a few more minutes before it’s you that’s getting impatient. “Daddy… Can you fuck me now?” Whispering, you slightly turn your body to the side to meet his gentle stare.

Seungcheol laughs under his breath, nodding. “Lay on your back for me, legs spread.”

You follow his orders as you quickly scramble to get into position; legs spread wide for him to situate himself between.

“Mm, your pussy is still so fuckin’ wet. I wanna taste you on my tongue, baby.” Whines spill from your lips as you shake your head ‘no.’

“No! My p-pussy feels empty, I need y-your cock, daddy… ‘n I’m so wet, you can probably, ah, just s-slide your cock in…”

He wraps a hand around his cock just as you wrap your legs around his waist and he guides himself until the head of his cock is right at your entrance.

Neither of you say a word as he slowly starts to sink his cock in; guttural moans on his lips when he meets no resistance and bottoms out in a singular thrust. “Holy fuck, your cunt is so fuckin’ wet. Shit, and so t-tight!” You clench around him, already feeling good with his cock inside of you as you beg him to fuck you hard and fast.

“Ngh, p-please fuck me like--like I’m your, hah, c-cocksleeve… I want it f-fast, daddy!”

He grits his teeth at your words; drawing his hips back before snapping them into you just how you wanted. “Fast, hmm? All you think about in that pretty head of yours is my cock pounding you open, huh? Slamming into you so fuckin’ good, it makes your toes curl when you cum.”

Seungcheol starts a quick pace, already feeling the pleasure building up for himself when you’re reduced to garbled noises and broken cries of his name. The heels of your feet dig into the small of his back as you try to press him in closer and he’s quick to reach for the small bullet vibrator left on the bed next to your body.

“Your body is so fuckin’ sensitive, I can already feel how tight you’re getting around me. So fuckin’ greedy to cum too. Already came twice and you still want more. You’re not satisfied until your whole body is shaking underneath me, huh, sweetheart?” He turns the small toy on, pressing it to your clit as you yelp and let out choked sobs.

“Ah, ngh, d-daddy, my--my clit’s t-too sen--sensitive! I--I can’t--!” Squirming, you feel the pressure building up obscenely quick; bottom lip quivering when he takes one of your free hands and makes you hold the toy to your swollen clit.

“Just a little more, sweetheart. Don’t you wanna cum?”

He angles his thrusts to graze against your g-spot and loud cries of his name leave your lips in a hurried, jumbled mess when he only doubles his pace.

The sound of donations and comments pour in like water and get lost within the ringing in your ears; unable to even warn Seungcheol that you’re about to cum when you feel your entire body starting to lock up underneath him.

Your lips part in a silent scream and your back bows off of the bed, thighs shaking uncontrollably as you cum for the third time. Seungcheol growls, fucking you through it as you squirt all over his lower half. He finds it harder and harder to thrust into you as you cum, but he feels himself quickly following suit with your warm walls fluttering around his cock.

“Fuck, baby, that’s right. Squirt for me, get me fuckin’ soaked while you cum.” He uses a free hand to make sure you keep the toy pressed to your clit, growling when he starts to unload his cum inside of you. “Mmh, gonna fill your cunt up with what you want, baby.”

A shaky moan leaves your lips as you feel him throbbing inside your pussy; walls clamped down onto him in a vice grip as you ride out the remnants of your orgasm.

“Ah, d-daddy’s cumming suh--so much inside of my p-pussy…”

Whining, you feel Seungcheol’s grip on your hand give way as he rides out his pleasure and you take the opportunity to turn off the small bullet vibrator while he doesn’t notice.

You watch his face contort in pleasure, hips still shallowly thrusting into you as his entire body shivers above you.

“D-daddy’s so h-handsome...” You mumble, cheeks hot when he cracks a smile through the pleasure wracking his body and chuckles under his breath.

“Thank you, babygirl.”

After you end the show, Seungcheol makes sure to cuddle with you on the bed for a little while longer.

“One more glass of water, baby.” You whine in response, pouting up at him before he gets up from the soaked sheets.

“But I already had a glass! If you have a piss kink just say so, ‘Cheol!”

He lets out a boisterous laugh at your comment, trudging back to the bed from the kitchen with another glass of water for you. “You need to be hydrated, sweetheart. You came three times and we played a little more rough today. I just wanna make sure you’re okay.”

“Fine, but you didn’t deny my comment.” You snarkily reply, taking the glass from him as you down the water.

“Don’t make me have to punish you again! I’ll have you know I still need to get you all washed up and change the bed--”

A faint pinging has the two of you turning to the laptop; still on your camming homepage from where you’d checked the revenues from tonight’s show.

A small [1] sits above your inbox and Seungcheol is quick to turn to you with an eyebrow raised. “I thought you turned off the messaging system on your profile?”

You tilt your head in confusion, handing him the emptied glass. “I did. The only messages I should get are from, like, the actual system admins or other creator accounts which, I haven’t received any ‘til... now, I guess?”

Seungcheol sets the glass down onto the nightstand before he takes a seat next to you, dragging the laptop closer as you go to check the notification.

“’Love&Letter Films’? Aren’t they one of the biggest adult film companies?” Mumbling, you click on the message, giving yourself and Seungcheol a second to process the message that stares back at you; a shocked smile on your lips.

‘Hello!

I hope this message finds Cherry and Seungcheol well.

We, at ‘Love&Letter Films’, have really enjoyed the shows and videos from your channel throughout the years and we really have enjoyed watching the growth of your channel and the addition of Seungcheol to it. The dynamics between the two of you are rare in this industry and we’ve yet to see anyone like the two of you in this market.

The shows from the last two nights have proven that the two of you have the right kind of chemistry to film together for bigger productions and we would love to hire you for a few film productions we have planned in the upcoming weeks as a feeler. Of course, all expenses paid by us if you would kindly take our offer.

We love the various scenes and roles that the two of you take on with ease and we would love to help propel your careers forward, should you pursue a career in the adult entertainment industry.

Please don’t hesitate to contact me as I’ve listed my contact information below. I’m excited to hear from the two of you and hope to work with you in the future on many projects.

Respectfully,

Kwon Soonyoung, L&L FILMS CEO’

#cherrybomb!cheol #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #scoups scenarios #scoups imagines #seungcheol imagines #seungcheol scenarios #svt scenarios #svt imagines #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #scoups fic #seungcheol fic #scoups #seungcheol #svt fic #seventeen fic

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lacunafiction · 3 years

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If the cast were in the Dragon Age setting what would they be?

Hi Anon,

I hope you are doing well.💚

I have had this ask in my inbox for a while because I've been thinking about how in-depth I should go with the answer. I haven’t played DA in a while, but I still have a lot of love for it and its characters. :D

Beckett/Becca

Class: Rouge (which may seem odd...)

A ranged rouge, who prefers to keep their distance and to influence the tide of battle from afar as opposed to being front and center in the action. More tactical minded, less inclined to lockpick unless you really, really wanted them to lockpick something. B: 'That's stealing, MC...' B: 'Why are you checking all the crates?' B: 'Do we need that much elfroot?' XD They probably don’t seem very roguish in the typical sense in a way that may get some glances from your other companions. The DA:O skills that relate to animals/creatures would fit with B’s personality too!

Silas/Sofia

Class: Mage

An apostate mage! (I think S fits the general mage vibe with their personality.) They had a supportive mother who helped to hide them away once they presented (? idk somehow that works in this AU. Shh), leading to a more nomadic life style for the family. Mrs. Dorran would not view their child differently because of magic. Area of effect spells are preferred by them, especially triggering things at just the right moment after whittling down opponents. They would use Spirit Healer or the Spirit tree as a secondary skill set to protect/shield/buff allies; they care and that carries through in how they use their magic with a thoughtfulness centered on others well beings alongside the devastating capabilities of their elemental spell.

Reese/Ruby

Class: Mage

A circle mage in-line with the Trevelyan storyline in DA:I, so somewhat privileged as compared to the DA:O origin, but still in the circle and dealing with that angst and gilded cage aspect. Their mother would have hoped to ingrain respect for the 'necessary precautions' and 'order' the circle system provides and expect R to bend and accept their role, perhaps, even being a role model for other mages. (Really, she was ashamed and wanted R sequestered to spare the Verner last name from being tarnished by the presentation of magic, etc. Y'all know the lore.) Ice branch in DA:I, fade step (bc that is so fun to zip around with on the battle field and fits their recklessness), knight enchanter (bc why wouldn't R want a badass glowing magical blade?) skill set. Isn’t the best at healing spells or barrier spells. They would rather erect a wall of ice to keep the MC protected than cast a brittle barrier and carry the guilt of it failing... >.>

James/Jane

Class: Warrior

J would be a warrior; sword and shield--protector and tank, wanting to shoulder the blows and draw attention away from the party, if it helps to keep you and the others safe. Not a noble or secretly relevant to the plot due to special blood/unique item/whatever; however, they somehow get swept up in it. (Maybe because of your MC playing the role of protag in this AU; they remain stalwartly by your side after reuniting or something like that.) Hmm, idk much about warriors or rouge skills compared to mages...Champion would be their specialization.

Best wishes!

#interactive fiction #fernweh saga #asks #dragon age #who do queue think you are?#james corvin #beckett warrick #jane corvin #becca warrick #ruby verner #reese verner #silas dorran #sofia dorran

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lovestrucked-again · 4 years

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I read ur breeding kink with Jaehyun and I just woke up in a sweaty heated mess from the dream it left me with. Like uk how Jae is so in love with children? omg just him desperate to have a child and constantly fucking and i-

a/n: so i saw this AGES ago in my inbox but i didnt answer it because i had this idea and only finally just put it down (sorry). *clinks a glass* TO JAEHYUN AND A GODDAMN BREEDING KINK.

warning: lots of fucking, lots of overstim, breeding kink, 2k

Okay so everyone knows Jaehyun has a soft spot for children and to him, the thought of having his own kids one day is such a dream. He can’t help but vividly picture you, walking around with a hand on your stomach, carrying his child looking so glowy and pretty.

He’s probably mentioned it earlier on in your relationship, believing that you’re ‘the one’ for him; the one who makes him truly happy and want to be better as a person. He promised to care for you, to watch you advance in your own personal goals and to cheer you on from the side lines.

After being together for a few years, the talk of having your own child would come up almost every night while you lay cuddling in bed, “Do you think about it?” he asks, his voice in a cautious whisper.

“Hmm?”

“Having a child with me.”

“Of course I do Jae. I want to… just not right now.” you tell him, not wanting to bring a child into your lives in the midst of your busy individual schedules. You wanted to offer your child all your attention not anything half-assed.

“But one day right? You’ll give me a baby?” he murmurs in the darkness of the room.

“Definitely one day.” You mumble back, your lips forming into a soft smile against his chest.

A couple of months later and the two of you had made it back to your apartment after a long night out on your 4-year anniversary. That night when you made it to your front door, Jaehyun could no longer keep his hands off of you. Kissing you all over your face and neck, as he grips onto your waist, pulling you into him; digging his fingers into your skin. “Fucking beautiful and fucking mine, aren’t you?” He whispers, watching the way you squirm underneath him tangling within the sheets and almost sliding off the bed. He pushes himself into you, filling you with his incredible hardness as you groan, wrapping your legs around him and pulling him tightly into you. Your hips snap up to meet his, moving up and down on his cock, sending pangs of pleasure through your feverish body. “Can’t wait to see your tummy grow.”

He doesn't mean to say it, not wanting to pressure you into anything but the words slip off his tongue as he struggles to stay sane feeling your walls wrap tightly around him. All your gasps and soft whimpers echo in his ear and the sound of his cock wetly plopping out of your hole continue to drive him further into his fantasy. “Fuck baby, tell me to stop.” He chokes out, his teeth clenched and gritting against each other as he scrambles to get the words out.

“W-What, why?” You don’t want for him to stop and you’re confused at his sudden halt.

“If you don’t,” he grunts loudly, his hips snapping forward into yours, “I’m afraid I might put a baby in you.”

He closes his eyes and leans his forehead against your shoulder, his breath heavy as he attempts to restrain himself. You let out a quiet gasp, involuntarily clenching around him and he draws in a sharp breath. He tries to slow himself down, thrusting into at a lazy pace to prevent himself from coming inside; but not completely – as it would’ve felt like pure torture for him.

You bring your fingers up to his soft curls, tugging at them gently to bring his gaze up. Jaehyun whimpers softly but he looks at you, his vision hazy as he tries to focus only on your face and not at the feeling of your walls surrounding him.

“I want you.” You whisper, watching his brows furrow in confusion.

“What?” he asks, unable to comprehend your words.

“I want a baby with you.” You repeat.

Jaehyun nods, his nervous expression from before turning into a devilish smile. That was his breaking point.

***

It all happens rather quickly, Jaehyun being very impatient after learning you were also ready for the next step. The pills are the first thing to go; letting your body take his sperm and work it out naturally. He takes all the little opportunities of free time he has to make sure your filled with him.

On late nights when he’d come home after practice at ungodly hours, you’d be woken up by him in bed, his soft kisses planted around your body causing you to stir from your sleep. On mornings where he had more time to stay at home, you’d both be in the shower; your front pressed against the cold tiles as he drives himself into you.

He’d take you anywhere and anytime he could, desperate to finally have a child with you.

On a particular afternoon, Haechan and Mark had come around, sitting outside on the balcony of your shared apartment. You could see them through the glass screen, separating the balcony and the indoors as you focused on the cleaning the dishes in the sink. Jaehyun took you right there and then. You felt his erection poking at the back of your ass, “Jaehyun, we have friends over,” you warned him.

Instead, his hands ran over your stomach and down your pants as you groaned quietly, cursing yourself for not bothering with panties because of your slack sweatpants. “We can be quick.”

Without wasting time, he had placed the head of his cock at your pussy, rubbing it back and forth a few times between your wet slit before he eased into you. It slides in easily, and in one smooth motion he buries himself to your hilt. Your hands reach for the counter, struggling to keep balance as your ass moves back to meet him. His hands find your hips, moving a little faster, thrusting a little deeper. You kept your focus on the boys outside, watching them laugh and talk to each other, oblivious to the scene unfolding behind them. You took a hand off the counter, reaching down for your clit, desperate to relieve yourself quickly. Without any time lost, your legs buckle and you cum, spraying the floor as Jaehyun shoots his load deep into you.

The two of you stood there, his cock softening as you caught your breath. Jaehyun’s first to notice Mark getting up from his seat, quickly pulling out of your pussy and drawing a long string of cum out. He swiftly pulls his pants up and you do as well, leaving immediately when you see the grey fabric beginning to stain dark by the mess flowing out of your pussy. Jaehyun ducks down with a paper towel, forced to quickly clean the mess on the floor as Mark walks in.

***

Again and again he would beat into you, the slick sound of his cock pumping in and out of your wet pussy loud in your ears, along with the frantic creak of the bedsprings, the banging of the headboard against the wall. “Going to make you full of me princess.” He hums, his body going suddenly stiff, ramming you deep as you scream feeling his fingers claw into your breasts. Your pussy feels crammed with cock, and you can feel him throb hard, shooting his semen into you. You cry out with him, and then shortly after cum too, thrusting your hips up at him in a spasm of release as his seed pours into you. You arch your back clawing at the bedspread as you tremble beneath him, the blood roaring in your ears.

It’s not even minutes later before he flips you over, “one more time baby,” he whispers dragging your body closer to his to align himself again and drive forward.

A few days later and Jaehyun had bought home a pregnancy test, bouncing around excitedly as he waited for you to check. Both of you were sure that night had done it, but as they say, things never go as easy as you want. You sit back against the tiles as you think of how to tell him, it’s negative. Jaehyun doesn't take it well, dashing back to the store for another test, believing the first one was just a mistake. When you test it again you can only sigh, “Jae it’s not broken, it’s negative.”

He tries his best to keep hide his disappointment, taking it as a challenge instead. “We just have to try harder.” He grins, picking you up from the bathroom floor and taking you back to the bedroom instead.

He eases into you slower, knowing your still sensitive from the relentless fucking over the previous few days. “Just have to try again.” He murmurs, more to reassure himself as you nod. You hum quietly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you whimper and fight against the burning in your thighs stretched widely against the sheet.

Jaehyun goes gently at first, choosing to drive himself further into your hilt rather than going in quickly. He’s thrusts are thorough, moving in long strokes against your walls tightly. You can hear him grit his teeth as he urges his self-control, struggling to adapt to a slower pace. He drops onto his elbows, his face centremetres away from yours as you feel his heavy pants at your cheeks.

“It’s okay,” you comfort him running a hand against his back, “it’s okay.”

His hips move a little faster as he grunts louder, his body moving forward with each thrust as you squeeze around him, “Take it all princess, all of it.” He whispers, pushing into your hilt as he feels himself shoot.

You’ve never seen him so desperate, it scares you a little but it also makes you feel a little nervous, worried how his mentally doing. He doesn't like to share much about how he feels, afraid to scare you. You try to shift under him, his arms trapping your head from turning and his body pushing closely into yours, “J-Jaehyun?” you whimper.

He lifts his head at your call, moving again to push himself deeper into you, letting his remains leak inside and mix with your juices.

“M-making sure.” He grunts, pushing your shoulders down as he moves his body up towards the bedframe “just in case.”

He doesn't stop after that; taking only a quick break preparing himself for another round. You squeal at the sudden loss of his cock inside before he begins pounding back into you suddenly, your nails digging into his skin as you hold onto him. Your body trembles underneath him from the intensity and you moan as you feel him shoot into you again.

“Stay still.” He coos, stopping you from moving away. It feels like your pussy is flooding, your walls struggling to clench weakly around him.

You watch as he adjusts the pillow underneath your head, planting soft kisses over your face and neck. His cock twitches inside you with every movement and you jerk everytime, “Stay like this for a while,” he murmurs, wanting to make sure he had done everything possible.

“You’ll get tired like that.” You pout, worried his arms wouldn't be able to hold his weight for a long period of time.

“I can take it.” He whispers, leaning his cheek against your shoulder as he shifts to keep his weight off you.

Your eyes begin to droop and you can feel his heavy breaths calm down against your neck. With a hand on his back, you use your free hand to stroke his hair, his exhales becoming softer and softer as time passes.

Jaehyun lays quietly in your embrace, his cock softening inside you. “I think we did it,” he whispers, his voice low and only barely audible. You feel his words vibrate against your body and with your eyes closed you give a soft nod in agreement.

#nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct jaehyun #jaehyun smut #jung jaehyun #jaehyun imagines #dirty hours #anon

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starksweasley · 4 years

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the art of being afraid

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader, pogues x platonic!reader

summary: the three times jj told you he loved you, and the one time you said it back.

note: this was inspired by the song “she’s not afraid” by one direction! also, send requests/messages/criticism/anything to my inbox; i’m open to pretty much anything :)

warning: angst, swearing, tears, underaged drinking, fluff

word count: 4.9k+

The full moon illuminated your room as you rushed to get ready for tonight’s rooftop party. You hummed as your hands delicately brushed blush onto the apples of your cheeks. Under the moonlight, you could have been mistaken for a greek goddess. You were swiping on a layer of dark red lipstick when the sound of a knock against your window startled you. You whipped around to see a golden-haired boy with a cheeky grin plastered onto his face as he balanced his body over the edge of your balcony.

“JJ!” In your haste, you struggled to unlatch the lock on the window. The moment it was open, JJ hopped into your room with his hands behind his back. “Hey, baby,” he greeted as you hurried to close your bedroom window before anyone in Figure Eight noticed something strange and decided to spread rumors about you.

“How the hell did you get up here? My room’s on the third floor!” You exclaimed.

JJ shrugged. “I climbed. Easy.”

You stood with your mouth open and a hundred scenarios ran through your head, all revolving around what could have happened if he had fallen from the third story of your house. JJ, well versed with the look in your eye, immediately decided to change the subject. He brought out his hands from behind his back and showed you a singular rose that looked like it had been plucked from your yard. “I came to give this to you.”

You gently plucked the flower from his hand. A thorn pricked your thumb but you didn’t mind. “It’s beautiful.”

“I know. It reminded me of you,” JJ responded without missing a beat, causing heat to creep up your neck. The boy’s hands lingered near yours and you leaned closer, desperately wanting to feel his skin against yours.

“Would you zip up my dress?” The black dress you were wearing hugged your body exquisitely. The top was cut a little low, just enough to tease the golden-haired boy beside you. You turned so JJ could pull up the zipper you couldn’t reach no matter how much you stretched. The boy sharply inhaled when he saw your bare back. His fingers danced on your soft skin and a shiver ran through your body, causing JJ to chuckle. “I didn’t know I had that effect on you, L/N.”

You huffed. “Shut up and pull the zipper, Maybank.” Your words came out annoyed but they didn’t phase JJ in the slightest. He simply pulled up your zipper and moved his hands so they rested on your hips. You hummed at the contact.

JJ began to slowly sway and you followed, your hands shooting up to hold his to your body. The two of you blissfully danced to the music in your heads and you closed your eyes, letting your body feel every small movement. JJ’s lips pressed a kiss under your ear. “You know,” he whispered, “we could dance like this all night at the party if we told everyone about us.”

Your body froze under his hands. “J, you know we can’t do that.” You turned just in time to see your favorite boy’s face drop at your words. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight.

JJ’s hands dropped from your hips and your body felt cold without his touch. His gaze fixed itself on your neck, refusing to meet your face. With a sigh, you brought your hands up to gently cup his cheeks. “Baby, look at me.”

JJ’s cerulean eyes finally met your Y/E/C ones. “I want to tell people, J, you know I do. But if the wrong people find out, we wouldn’t be able to be us anymore. You understand that, don’t you?” JJ nodded but his eyes had left yours again. “Well, uh, I gotta go,” JJ muttered before removing himself from your grasp. “See you at the party?”

He was already climbing out the window when you answered, “I’ll be there in ten.” The golden-haired boy sent you one last smile before disappearing into the night. You stared at the spot you had last seen him and couldn’t help but think his smile had been a little less bright than usual. After a moment, you decided that you were probably just imagining it. You hurried to put on your heels and check your appearance in the mirror one last time before noticing the rose that lay forgotten on your bed. On impulse, you picked it up and tenderly tucked it into your hair.

You snuck past the service entrance at the back of your house and moments later, your feet were padding through the warm night sand next to the pool. The party was down the street on the terrace of Sarah Cameron’s house and you walked absentmindedly, the route to her house engraved in your brain because of the hundreds of times you had gone there over the years.

Sarah was a Kook princess, but you were the Kook princess. You never meant to draw attention to yourself, it just seemed to naturally fall upon you. The Kook lifestyle was everything to you until you met JJ Maybank. He was wild and so beautifully chaotic: everything you ever yearned to be. The golden-haired boy had pulled you into his world and before you knew it, the galas and the boats didn’t matter so much anymore. You had a foot in both worlds, longing to jump into the deep end with the Pogues but unable to break the chains of Kook pressure.

The moment you stepped onto the terrace, you felt every eye in the room trace your movements. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary so you simply tilted your chin up higher and looked for a familiar mop of blonde hair. You spotted the Pogues in a corner with Sarah and smiled with relief, about to head their way when a hand closed around your arm. You looked behind you to see Rafe Cameron grinning down at you and suppressed the urge to roll your eyes.

“You look gorgeous tonight, darling.”

You yanked your arm from the tall boy’s grip and took a couple of steps back for good measure. “I don’t want any coke, Rafe,” you seethed through clenched teeth. “I suggest you go find a touron to hassle and leave me alone.”

You turned away, thinking he would leave you alone but Rafe Cameron was no quitter. “C’mon, darling,” he urged, “Don’t be like that. Just one drink.”

“I said no.”

Rafe was getting irritated now. “What, are you fucking some dirty pogue down at The Cut? You know I could make you feel so much better.” His hands were on your arms again and you felt your heartbeat speed up. His grip tightened and you were about the scream to cause a scene when an arm wrapped around you from behind and wrenched you away from the Cameron boy.

“She said no, Cameron.” JJ’s sea breeze scent invaded your senses and you immediately relaxed with his touch. Rafe’s eyes moved from your face to the point where JJ’s body was linked with your own and something shifted behind his eyes. “Maybank? You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Y/N.”

You sharply inhaled at Rafe’s accusation. If he knew, it was only a matter of time before everyone else connected the dots. You swiftly untangled yourself from JJ’s arms and lightly shoved him away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” The moment those words left your lips, you hurried away from the pair and immersed yourself in the mess of party-goers dancing in the middle of the terrace.

No matter how many tequila shots you drowned, the dejected look on JJ’s face from when you pushed him away in front of Rafe continuously popped up in your head. The alcohol in your bloodstream slowly unraveled the tension on your mind and you found yourself swaying your hips with a bottle of cold beer clutched in your hand. In the middle of the crowd, you felt hands all over your figure but you really couldn’t care less. The feeling of sweaty bodies pressing against yours in the dark only exaggerated your intoxicated state and you began to lose yourself in the music. However, your bliss only lasted for a few minutes before the bottle of beer in your hands was suddenly snatched away.

“Hey!” You slurred. A scowl formed on your lips when you noticed JJ frowning down at you with the nearly empty bottle in his hands. You quickly reached for it but he moved faster, downing the last bit of alcohol in it and tossing the bottle into the nearest trash can.

“That was mine, asshole!” You drunkenly exclaimed but JJ ignored you. “Shut up and dance with me.”

JJ’s hands comfortably found your waist and you interlocked your hands behind his neck. Even in the blackness of the night sky, looking into his striking eyes was like being splashed with a bucket of cold water. Suddenly, you didn’t feel so drunk anymore. Your hands began to loosen from around his neck but the boy tugged you even closer to him.

“J, we shouldn’t be doing this,” you whispered. “Not here.”

“We’re just dancing, baby. People dance at parties,” he calmly responded but you shook your head. “Someone’s going to notice something. We can’t risk it. Not now; not after everything we’ve been through.”

JJ’s eyes turned stormy as his heart wrenched in his chest. “All these other guys, they can’t tear their eyes away from you, Y/N!” The frustration in his tone almost made you flinch. “Why don’t you want everyone to know that I’m the only one that gets to take you home?”

It was too dark to see if anyone was watching but only a few inches away from JJ’s face, you noticed a single tear roll down his flushed cheeks. Your hands gently cupped the golden boy’s face for the second time that night. “I want to tell everyone, J. I swear I do. I just can’t. But baby, that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.” You paused, waiting for him to respond but he stood with his lips pursed tightly. Your hands dropped to your sides. “JJ, if my parents found out- fuck, my life would be over. And the rest of the Kooks, they wouldn’t take to us lightly either. You saw how Rafe acted tonight-and he didn’t even know anything!”

JJ had heard enough. “Why do you care what they think?” His hands furiously tugged through his golden locks as he found the right words to voice. “I don’t give a fuck what anyone on this damn island says about us Y/N, because I love you.”

Your breath hitched in the back of your throat. Before you could even think about his words, JJ’s mouth was crushed on yours. Shrouded by the darkness of the night, you felt your stomach twist into knots at the feeling of his soft lips on your own. The urge to draw his body impossibly close to yours filled your muscles; you wanted to hold your boy there and never let him go but you couldn’t. He had said that he loved you. Someone in this screwed up world loved you. For some reason, you couldn’t wrap your mind around the thought. It wasn’t real. Something in your heart told you it couldn’t be real. The realization hit you like a flash of lightning and you suddenly pushed away from the boy in front of you.

JJ’s lipstick-stained lips pouted in a frown and his hair was unruly from where you had run your fingers through it. You desperately wanted to push the stray locks from his forehead but you couldn’t bring yourself to touch him again. “I-I have to go,” you stuttered.

“What? Y/N, what’s wrong? Tell me what’s wrong, baby-”

“I said I have to go, JJ!” You roughly pushed away the hand he had reached out to you and turned on your heel. JJ’s voice echoed after you, calling out your name, but you couldn’t bear to turn around. Seeing his face might have convinced you to actually believe him.

That’s how you left him that night: lips swollen, mascara smudged, and heart racing in a million different directions.

. . .

The Pogues could tell something was wrong. You and JJ were usually attached at the hip and the whole town knew it, but now you seemed to be avoiding JJ like the plague. If the blonde boy was going to be somewhere, you refused to go. Your friend circle had grown limited over the years, and avoiding the only people you could call family wasn’t good for your health. Every time Kie and John B. showed up at your doorstep to haul you to the beach, they found you with an (almost always) empty bottle of tequila clutched to your chest.

JJ wasn’t much better off. He still surfed daily and showed up for his shift at work with Pope, but the light behind his eyes was dimmed. No matter how much Kie pestered JJ to tell her what had happened or Pope tried to pull you out of your bed, neither of you relented.

Although the pogues couldn’t pull you out of your head, Sarah Cameron had other plans. On a hot Thursday night, she barged into your room with an enormous bowl of popcorn and Kie in tow. “Y/N!”

You were laying in bed with your eyes closed and music blaring into your ears. Rolling her eyes, Sarah yanked out your headphones. Your eyes widened at the sudden intrusion. “Sarah, what the-” But Sarah wasn’t having any of it. “You can get up yourself or I’m going to haul your ass up. Your choice.”

You looked at Kie with a “is she kidding right now” look but Kiara simply shrugged; everyone knew the Cameron girl wasn’t accustomed to the word “no.” It must run in the family.

With a heavy sigh, you sat up and made room for the other two on your bed. They settled in on either side of you and Sarah plopped the popcorn on your lap. You greedily scooped a handful in your hands; you couldn’t remember the last time you had eaten a full meal. Kie uncomfortably cleared her throat. “Y/N, what happened between you and JJ?”

You didn’t answer, licking butter off your fingers and flipping through your favorite movies on Netflix. Kie exchanged a concerned glance with Sarah and the two proceeded to frown at you. “JJ hasn’t been, well, JJ this week,” Kiara cautiously continued. “He smiles but his laughs sound hollow. His eyes don’t shine anymore, Y/N. He needs you.”

You didn’t realize you had been crying until you felt the moisture on your cheeks. You hastily wiped it away. “I don’t wanna talk about it. Can we just watch the movie now?”

The minutes passed by slowly. You tried to focus on the movie playing on your TV but all you could see were your friends’ concerned faces. You were just about to kick them out and call it a night when a frantic knock on your window drew you out of your haze.

“What the hell?” Kie and Sarah chorused together. “Who’s at your window?” Your chest tightened. You didn’t need to open the window to know who was behind the glass. You slowly undid the latch on the window to reveal JJ, his face covered in the moon’s shadow. The two of you stared at each other. Your mouth opened but immediately snapped shut when you realized you didn’t know what to say to the boy in front of you.

Sarah peered around your shoulder and a slight gasp escaped her lips. “Oh.” She backed away from you, grabbing Kiara’s hand and leading her out of the room. “Let’s go, Kie. We have to, uh-” She tripped over her words but her voice had already drifted out of your mind. The only thing you could hear was the heavy rise and fall of JJ’s breath, slightly out of rhythm after the three-story climb to your room.

“Can I come in?” JJ’s voice sounded small, almost broken. You didn’t respond, simply opening the window wider. The golden-haired boy hopped into your room and you thought you heard him utter a small groan when his feet slammed onto the floor. When JJ moved into the light, you sharply inhaled. Dark bruises scattered his face and neck. Even though it looked like it was cleaned, the cut on his lip burned a bright red. JJ’s lip trembled and you didn’t stop to ask questions before throwing your arms around him. You tried to be gentle so as to not hurt him but his grip on you tightened, leaving not even an inch between your bodies.

Warm tears fell down JJ’s cheeks and onto your shoulder. “My dad, he-he-damn it I can’t Y/N-” The golden boy sniffled and you felt tears pool in your own eyes. JJ always crashed at your place or the Chateau on nights the whole gang kept John B company. You never asked why but you knew something at home bothered him. Now you knew. It was his dad. His dad abused him. The whole time you had known JJ, you wanted nothing more than to protect him and now you felt like you had failed miserably. If JJ had been at your place, maybe he wouldn’t have gotten hurt. Maybe he would have been just a little less broken.

JJ’s sobs grew louder and tears were shamelessly falling down your cheeks. You softly pressed your lips under his ear. “Shhh, baby. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” JJ nodded against your neck as you soothingly combed through his hair. “C’mon, J, let’s go to bed.” You supported the boy’s weight as he stumbled over his feet and landed on the bed with a quiet thump. You furiously wiped away the wetness on your cheeks before he noticed.

JJ rested his head on your pillow, breathing in your scent and sighing in content. You delicately immersed yourself in the covers next to him, careful not to irritate any of the boy’s wounds any further. The two of you laid like that in silence while JJ’s breathing returned to normal. His hand slowly itched towards yours and the slightest brush of fingertips sent sparks flying up your body.

“Y/N?”

“Mhm?”

“Can you hold me?” JJ’s voice broke.

You turned your head to look at the defeated boy. “I don’t want to hurt you, J.”

“You could never hurt me.”

“Ok.” Your voice was almost as small as his. You gently pulled his head onto your chest and wrapped an arm around his middle. One hand lightly pulled at his hair and the other traced shapes on his abdomen under his grey tank. He didn’t say anything for a couple minutes so you assumed he had fallen asleep, but his head shifted on your chest. “Y/N?”

“Yeah, JJ?”

He retreated back to silence. You weren’t sure if he really had dozed off this time or he just didn’t want to say what he was about to say. After several moments, the golden-haired boy took in a rattling breath and a small smile graced his features. “I love you.”

For reasons you couldn’t quite put your finger on, you felt your heart begin to sink cowardly. JJ wanted to love. He wanted to be loved. But he couldn’t love you. You had never been loved by anyone. How could this perfect boy change that? You gently shook your head against the smushed pillow. “It’s not real, JJ.”

JJ’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What’s not real?”

“You don’t love me. You just think you love me because you want someone to love. It’s not real. It can’t be,” you whispered in the dark.

JJ wanted to argue. He wanted to grab your shoulders and shake you until you realized how damn much his heartbeat for you. Hell, sometimes he thought it beat only for you. But the night’s events had taken a toll on his mind and body and he couldn’t do anything but softly hum, “You’re wrong, Y/N. You’re just scared. Why are you so afraid to fall in love?”

Perhaps JJ had fallen asleep that instant, or maybe he waited as long as he could to hear your answer. Eventually, he succumbed to his fatigue. Still, as you held the sleeping boy in your arms, no answer appeared in your mind. You spent the whole night trying to find it, but the sun came up and you were still as oblivious to your heart as you had been under the light of the moon.

. . .

As far as the Pogues could tell, everything was back to normal. You inserted yourself back into your social life, regularly surfing with the boys and crashing Kook parties with Kie and Sarah. JJ wore long sleeve shirts in an effort to cover up the battle scars only you’d seen, but the twinkle behind his eyes was back. On the outside, it seemed as if you and JJ had mended whatever it was you had broken in the first place. On the HMS Pogue, he laid his head on your lap like he always did. During late nights at the Chateau, you two shared a can of beer while your legs intertwined on the recliner as they always did.

But you knew that nothing was the same. JJ stopped coming to your house. The sheets on your bed felt cold and uninviting without the golden-haired boy’s saltwater scent all over them. At night, you longed for his sweet kisses but when you turned you were met with nothing more than an empty pillow. He hadn’t come out and said it, but you could tell that he didn’t want to do it anymore. JJ was always around you, but you weren’t Y/N and JJ anymore. You were just Y/N, and he was just JJ. Nevertheless, the ache in your heart dulled as you learned to push it away from your mind. For now, ignoring the problem felt like the best way to face it.

The summer sky boasted a brilliant orange and a calm breeze settled over the coast for the night. You found yourself laying against JJ’s chest on a hammock as the sun slowly descended into the ground. Sarah was sprawled over John B and Kie held Pope’s head on her stomach as their hammock rocked back and forth in the wind. No one said a word; it was hard to rip your eyes away from the changing colors of the clouds.

As the sun sunk down and the stars emerged, the Pogues one by one made their way back into the Chateau, leaving only you and JJ gently swinging in the breeze. His hand was tangled in your hair and you intertwined your fingers with his, wanting to sustain his warmth against your skin. You signed in content. “I miss you,” you whispered.

JJ sharply inhaled. In a flash, his hands left your body and he was ungracefully pulling himself from the hammock. “Hey! Where are you going?” You questioned as you hauled yourself up into a sitting position. The boy's hands hastily ran through his hair, something you noticed he did when he was upset. “I can’t do this anymore, Y/N!”

Your stomach dropped at his confession. You knew what was coming but you couldn’t help but ask, “Do what, J?”

His eyes widened as if he couldn’t believe you were asking the question. “This, Y/N. Us! I can’t keep pretending like we aren’t broken, like everything’s fine.”

“We are fine,” your voice cracked but you don’t think JJ noticed. He stepped forward so aggressively you flinched, but all he did was bring his palms up to hold your face. “Do you know what I’m doing right now?” His thumbs swept over your cheekbones. “I’m holding my entire world in my hands. You. That’s it. That’s all I need because I love you.”

Your lip trembled. “JJ-” You softly started but he wasn’t finished yet.

“But I can’t go on like this anymore, Y/N. I can’t keep holding you like this, no matter how bad I want to, if you don’t tell me how you feel.” He paused and took a deep breath, as if it was physically hurting him to say these words. “You keep saying it’s not real, and maybe it’s not. I’ve already learned throughout my life that I’m not capable of love. But you’re just as messed up as I am.” JJ’s hands tightened around your face. “You’re not afraid of scary movies, and you’re not afraid of all the attention. You’re not afraid of running wild with me, but you’re so damn afraid of being who you’re meant to be in this world. You’re afraid of falling in love.”

You wanted to open your mouth to argue. To yell at him for causing the pit in your stomach to widen. But you couldn’t, because you knew he was right. A whimper escaped your lips at the realization. “JJ, I don’t want to be broken,” you breathed.

A small smile appeared on JJ’s lips. “It’s ok to be a little screwed up, baby, because who isn’t?” The boy in front of you took a deep breath as his smile faltered. “But I can’t be with you. Not like this. It hurts a little too much.” His hands dropped from your face and your skin tingled from the loss of warmth. “Goodbye, Y/N.” JJ pressed a kiss on your forehead that was so light you barely felt it. And then he was gone.

You sat in shock for several seconds. You knew this was coming, so why did it hurt so much when it finally hit you? “JJ?” But the blonde wasn’t anywhere in sight. That’s when your throat wrenched out a sob, a sound so absolutely heartbreaking you could practically feel a piece of you wither and die. You regretted it. All of it. How could you ever feel the same way again?

JJ’s blue eyes were the only ones with oceans deep enough to captivate you for hours on end. Every time his fingers found your skin, it felt like tiny fires erupted in every place he touched. When his lips pressed on yours, the whole world stopped spinning and god, you could have stayed that way forever. And his heart. Oh, his ever fragile heart. It was the most beautiful thing you had ever gotten to know on this planet. And now it wasn’t yours anymore. Fuck. You had screwed up big time.

You thought about what the blonde boy had said before he left. You were scared. Scratch that, you were fucking terrified. Terrified to admit how your heart had grown to beat in rhythm with another’s. You and JJ were both broken pieces that fit together magnificently; that’s how the universe had willed it to be. In that moment, you knew exactly how you felt.

You leaped off the cold hammock and ran. Where would JJ be? His house? No, he wouldn’t have gone to face his father. The Chateau? No, he would want to be alone. The beach. He had to be at the beach. You sprinted until your feet were on fire and even when your muscles burst into flames, you kept going. Your feet whistled through the sand until you saw him. His back was to you, and he was watching the reckless waves with a beer can in his hands. You were sprinting but you couldn’t get there fast enough. “JJ!” Your breathless voice carried in the wind and JJ’s head jerked around. “Y/N?” His eyes were red. Had he been crying?

He stood up and your feet flew past the last couple yards before you slammed into him. A small grunt left his lips but he didn’t complain. Instead, his arms wrapped around your shaking form tighter than they had ever held you before. Your arms wound around his torso and you pulled away slightly to see his face. His eyes were bloodshot and his nose was red but he looked like the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. One of your hands flew to cup his jaw and the other wound itself in his unkempt golden locks. You looked right into his cerulean eyes before whispering, “I love you.”

JJ’s eyes widened in shock. “What?”

“JJ Maybank, you are capable of love. You know how I know that?” You laughed as he shook his head. “Because I fucking love you. And-” But JJ’s lips crashed against yours and the words immediately died on your tongue. You moved against his body, holding him as close as humanly possible as a million butterflies exploded in your stomach. JJ tasted like saltwater and strawberries from the tears that covered both your faces and the flavor of your chapstick.

The golden boy pulled away, lips swollen but curved into a breathtaking grin. His arms were still wrapped snugly around you and you leaned closer, kissing away the tears that lingered on his cheeks. “Let’s tell everyone, J. I’m not afraid of what they might say anymore. When it comes to us, you’re the only thing that matters.” JJ softly breathed in; he wasn’t used to someone loving him this way. He gently grabbed your chin and pulled your face up so his eyes were on yours once again. “This is all I ever wanted. I’m holding the entire world in my arms.”

You smiled and JJ swore your face was brighter than every star in the sky. “Well, I’m holding the entire universe. And I’m never letting it go.”

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