#thx for whispering 🥰

[simpingforthisonedeer]

Bestie I'm ngl I did not care for the movie. It felt like a sloppy redo of the elf arc, and the characters were mostly just cameos instead of receiving development.

You’re right it didn’t bring any new plots or ideas. I just really liked it because I saw my favorite anime being animated again and really cool fight scenes.

But I personally really liked it bc it finally made me understand why Asta’s character is the way that it is.

I’ve always been confused and off-put by the way Asta would say I’m going to be Wizard King I’m going to be Wizard King when it’s not even relevant to the conversation at hand. I never understood why villains and side characters alike would stare at him in awe. Until I watched the movie that is.

Asta is noticeably not traumatized even though he should be. He faces a lot of verbal abuse for the circumstances of his birth but he doesn’t take shit from anyone and just says “idc I’m gonna be WK and prove you wrong.” He faces trauma but doesn’t get traumatized.

In a world where everyone feels comfortable be misguided and reacting negatively to their trauma, Asta actively chooses to rise above it. He wants to do good despite it.

The Wizard Kings in the movie are those who are desperate for control because they felt powerless in their lives. Asta is quite literally powerless but he wants to put his best foot forward anyways and succeeds.

People around him know that despite him having nothing and being nothing, he shines through the cynicism of their world and inspires them to lift him up.

Whether he changes the world or not is another thing, but his selflessness and courage is inspiring to those who desperately want it but don’t see anyone to show them that it could be done.

Anyways that’s my 2 cents on why I liked the movie.

TLDR; I liked the movie bc I finally understand Asta

[norizz-nation]

Hi can you do a Carlos x French reader smut I want the dynamic to be daddy and baby girl but can you don’t do directly the smut like can you explain before what happened to have them in bed if you can example what they were doing before🥹🫶🏻thx you’re the best🥰💓🫶🏻

Thank you so much sweetheart and I hope I can reach your expectations ❤️

My little angel ❤️

Summary: your parents finally allowed you to go abroad on a vacation and you decided to go to spain where things took a quick turn

Warnings: nsfw, 18+, daddy kink, size kink, choking, praise kink

“Please mum! Im 22 now! I can go out alone” you stated to your mum as she kept saying no for quite a few times. You then let out a frustrated sigh as your mum said “well just dont do anything illegal and dont get in trouble okay?” you then rolled your eyes and couldn’t help but laugh at what she just said. “Aweh mum dont worry” you said as you hugged her tightly.

Honestly you were loving Spain, the weather, the people, the atmosphere everything was so different than what its in France. It has been 2 days since you’re here, loving your sweet little trip. After roaming around in Madrid for a while you wanted to go to this museum although you didn’t like museums that much.

As you went there you sort of felt lost because you didn’t actually see the museum map before going inside which ended up you wandering here and there. All this time there was this man who was examining every move of yours from distance. You suddenly bumped to a man when you turned around and apologized immediately as you looked up at him who was looking at you with a smirk on his face. “You look like youre lost in this town, lost in this museum. Do you need help baby girl?” He asked, his tone was so polite and gentle. “Baby girl?” You asked as you furrowed your brows and crossed your arms together. He then chuckled at your question and started nodding his head. “I mean, you look really young and innocent. May i know what your name is?” He asked as he looked at you straight in the eye. “Im y/n not baby girl” you said as you rolled your eyes at him and he smiled. “Im carlos by the way. But you dont seem like you’re from here. Are you?” He asked as you shook your head. “No no im actually french” you said. “Wow that’s interesting, i can show you around baby girl” carlos said as he pointed at the main gate to signal you to leave with him and you just smiled.

The whole evening was fun with him, every little jokes he cracked made you laugh so hard. Teaching you a little bit of spanish in between your conversations with him. Everything just seemed great with him. But the “baby girl” nickname just stayed there. “Why do you keep calling me that? I have a name” you said as you laughed a little. “Because you are a baby girl. So beautiful and innocent for this world” he said as he got closer to you. His lips just a few inches away from yours as you started to feel the heat rush through your body. Somehow his presence was so powerful that you could just give yourself to him. You parted your lip a little as you tried to lean in but Carlos grabbed your face and snapped you back to reality. “Oh, you try to be so wild in front of me but inside you’re just a sweet little angel, so naive and sweet” he said as his thumb started to caress your lips as the need inside of you grew much more than before.

“Youre so innocent baby girl. Oh the things I would love to do to you, right now” he said that was just like a whisper in your ear. “Like what?” You asked as you looked up at him with doe eyes. “Oh you’ll know soon, you’ll know” he said as he came more closer, letting your heart beat faster than before. Your whole body stiffened as he felt him pull away and smirk just inches away from your lips, teasing you to the point where you couldn’t take it anymore as you let out a frustrated sigh. “Being frustrated wont help baby girl, come with me” he said as he turned around to look at you with a cocky smile on his face.

The fragrance his house had was so warm and welcoming as you sat on the couch and carlos brought a bottle of wine and placed it on the table. After a couple of drinks you started to feel carlos’ cologne more in your nose. You just wanted to wrap your hands around him. The tension grew stronger between you two.

Carlos then came closer to you as he placed his huge hands on your thigh chuckling at the sight that you are so small. "Fuck baby girl, you're really small for me. But dont worry im gonna make it fit in your hole. All your holes" he whispered in your ear as shiver ran down your spine and you rubbed your thighs together. "God, look at you. Already needy." he said as he looked down and looked back at you as he came closer to lips and brushed his lips with yours causing you to open your mouth a little but that didn’t help. You then whined and groaned as you looked at him with puppy eyes. “You really think youre gonna get what you want from me just by whining? Not at all angel. Use your pretty little mouth of yours” he said as his hand wrapped around your neck, choking it lightly first then tightening the grip as you gulped at the sight in front of you. He then pulled your t-shirt up and dropped it on the floor as he wrapped his hands around your waist to lift you up and position you properly on your back, as he groaned at the fact that his hands fit perfectly around your waist. “God, even your waist is smaller than my hands” he said as he trailed his finger down your lower abdomen as you started to squirm in his touch again.

He then tucked in your pants and you tried to push it down by grabbing his hand but he was strong enough to stay still and not push it down. “Use. Your. Words” he said, his tone so cold as you whined out. “I-i want you” you managed to say. “No its not good enough baby girl. Tell me properly” he said as he unzipped your pants slowly. “I want y-you to fuck me. P-please” you said whining as you ran your hands over his chest. “Yeah thats more like it” he said as he grabbed your hand and kissed it. He then pulled your pants down along with your underwear and did the same with himself.

Carlos brushed his tip at your entrance that made wet sounds from your pussy as a string of slick connected with his dick to your pussy as he groaned at the sight. “Fuck baby girl, your pussy is so small for me. Can you take it like a good little girl you are? Take it all for me?” He said as he caressed your face and you nodded impatiently. He then went inside of you slowly and stayed still for a moment until you started to rock your hips against him. At first his thrusts were slow and gentle but he went deep inside of you every time. “Fuck carlos, stop teasing me” you said as you bucked your hips up. “Beg for it baby girl” he said as he smirked at you. “F-fuck me harder daddy p-please!” You pleaded as he choked you again and kissed your ear before saying “daddy huh? youre that needy?” you just nodded as he went faster and you dig your nails in his forearms. “Fuck fuck f-fuuuck yes!” You screamed out.

Carlos then pulled your legs above his shoulder and kissed your ankles as he continued to fuck you. The heat between you two, the intensity, everything was just too much to handle. “You look like an angel baby girl” he said as he groaned. “My little angel” he threw his head back as his breathing got heavier. “Daddy i-im gonna c-cum so bad, fuck” you said as your back started to arch uncontrollably. “Me too baby girl, me too” he said breathlessly. You both got down from your high when carlos kissed you, so softly that it made you melt. His kiss was so sweet and gentle.

“Wanna watch the stars?” He asked out of nowhere as he kissed your forehead. “Yes” you said that was like a whisper. You both then went to the terrace as you snuggled in his arms and watched the stars. His finger twirling in your back as he rested his face on your head. “When are you gonna go back to France?” He asked softly, his voice sounded like he wanted you to stay there forever, with him. “Tomorrow evening” you said as you looked up at him and saw his face froze as he said nothing. You sat back up with a concerned look on your face. “I can come visit you again if you want carlos” you said as you cupped his face and his face started to fall. His eyes begging you to stay. “Or maybe I can go visit you” he said, his voice started to break a bit. You smiled and nodded. “Yeah exactly” you said. “Promise me you’ll come back again” carlos said as he came closer to you. You then hugged him tightly “i promise carlos” you reassured him as you felt tear in the corner of your eye.

A/N: requests are open! feel free to ask what you want me to write! luv you ❤️

[normal-internet-user]

Hi there! i read your percy one and it was sooo so good, i was wondering if you could do “I didn’t know where else to go” with a percy x reader. and it could be like some sort of an enemies or rivals to lovers, i’m also a huge angst girlie and idk why.

thx so much hope you’re doing so well and have the best day!!🥰🥰❤️❤️💙💙

I'm a total angst girlie too, make me an emotional mess please and thank you-

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SCARED FOR YOU

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Summary: Percy Jackson shows up at your front door bruised and battered, god this boy was going to scare you to death..

Warnings: Angst; mentions of injury (not very descriptive); Hurt/comfort; No mentioned godly parents for reader.

Requested: Yea

GN Reader!

The last thing you ever expected to see at your door was your very own son of Posiden on the verge of unconciousness.

"Percy?! What the hell happened?" You let out a low grunt when he practcally collapses into your arms.

"I didn't know where else to go." He whispers, shuddering.

You huffed, hauling him into your apartment. Luckily your parent was at work, so you didn't have to worry about explaining anything.

You moved him to the couch as gently as you could, finally taking in the full stretch of his injuries.

"Oh for the love of Zeus, Jackson." You mutter, your heart racing, "Just- sit still. I think I have some ambrosia squares in my room."

"'Kay..." Percy mumbles, his hand pressed tightly to his side while his face was twisted into a grimace.

You rushed to your bedroom, digging around in your bags and drawers until you found the little tupperware container that held your emergency ambrosia.

You then moved to the apartments small bathroom and grabbed as many medical supplies as you could carry.

With your arms full, you ran back to the couch, nearly tripping over the rug in your hurry. You haphazardly drop the bandages and other stuff onto the coffee table, handing Percy afew of the ambrosia squares.

You decided to speed up the process by getting Percy a glass of water, but with the state he was in, he'd still need patched up.

"Were you followed by anything?" You asks quietly, lifting his shirt to clean one of the larger cuts the ambrosia couldn't deal with.

"No, I wouldn't have showed up here if I was." Percy says, setting the now empty glass on the table, "Thanks. For helping me."

"Well I'm not just gonna let you bleed out on my foorstep." You grumble, wrapping his chest, "You're an idiot. Ya know that? What were you thinking? You know what, nevermind. You weren't thinking."

"Aw, are you worried?" Percy asks, seemingly amused at how upset you were.

"Of course I'm worried!" You snap, glaring up at him, watching the amusement fade away. God he was so insufferable. Stupid Percy Jackson and his dumb pretty face.

"You could have died, Percy." You say angrily, pushing alittle harder than you mean to on one of his bruises, "But everythings just so funny! Haha I'm Percy Jackson and I don't care if I get eaten by a friggin' monster! Everything's just dandy!" you rant through gritted teeth, stomping over to the trash can to toss out the bloodied cloth you'd used to clean his wounds.

Percy stares at you for a second, before guiltily looking down at his shoes, "Sorry..." He mutters, "I uh.. didn't mean to freak you out."

"Well mission failed, Percy." You say, before taking a deep breath and sitting next to him on your couch, "I just... dammit- your really important to me, okay? If something happened to you-" You cut off your own sentence, crossing your arms.

"You scared the shit outta me.." You whisper, wiping away the building tears with the sleeve of your sweater.

Percy sits silently for a second, then he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer so your pressed flush against his chest.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, his head tucked away in your shoulder, "I'll... be more careful.. just please don't cry..."

You sniffle, wrapping your arms tightly around him, careful not to irritate any bruises that still remain after the ambrosia. You press your face into his hair, the few tears that escape your eyes getting caught in his black curls.

The two of you sit there like that for gods know how long, just seeking the familiar comfort of each others touch...

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This one took me a minute, but I think it turned out well. Lyn Lapid is the best writing partner ever, her music helps me focus SO MUCH-

[pinkkittysaw]

HI I DON’T WANT TO PUT ALL OF THE EMOJIS BUT I WANT TO KNOW ALL OF THEM FOR YOUR ASK GAME THX 🤝

MY DEAREST SAINT ty for giving me the space to be mentally ill about my beloved(s)

i’m answering these for clive since i’m the most mentally ill about him right now 👁️👁️

answers will be under the cut due to length (and some embarrassment)

🥺: how long have you two been together?

about four to five years or so

❤️: any talk of marriage?

not in any official capacity. though vows may have been whispered to each other on a particularly romantic evening. our souls are both intertwined for the rest of eternity ^_^

🕊️: any pets?

TORGAL!!!!!!! the most loyal and fluffy hound in all of valisthea. so warm and cuddly. such a good boy. i enjoy feeding him lots of treats. clive’s heart always aches seeing the two of us snuggled up together napping.

i also have a habit of caring for any strays that wander about

🫂: do you two live together?

yes!

💌: if yes to the last question - how long?

technically we’ve been living in the same place together since he arrived to the hideaway but we didn’t start sharing chambers together til a short while after we starting dating.

💭: where did you two meet?

the infirmary 😭 i was working as an apprentice under tarja at the time and aided in tending to jill when cid brought her in.

after completing my training i started going on assignments as a healer and would often join clive n co. 😌

🥰: have you met their family? have they met yours?

i have!!! i’ve met joshua, jill, his uncle and his mother (unfortunately). did not get to meet his father before his passing, sadly (RIP TO A DILF 😔)

i simply do not have living family in most of my selfships 😭😭 so he has not met any of my relatives

😜: who is the silly one who jokes and laughs a lot?

definitely me 😔 it’s always 50/50 on whether my jokes hit or not.

clive is funny but it’s always unintentional (whereas i’ll put in effort to make people laugh) he’ll do or say something and get a giggle out of me and be like ???

😯: have you two ever taken a road trip/vacation?

not intentionally. we’ve traveled lots of places but never for leisure because we’re both such busy bees. if we’re both not out on assignments we’re usually still working. i spend most of my time in the infirmary than not.

that being said, i do make note of all the scenic places we visit to bookmark them for when more peaceful times come. the first place i’d want us to go to together is the sea. i feel the most at peace there.

😠: what’s the worst fight you’ve had?

we both have a habit of running into danger especially when the other’s life is at stake heh heh i’d say the worst outburst was during one particular scare clive gave me with his injuries.

after patching him up i became sort of passive aggressive towards him and when he calls me out on it i kind of blow up about how he can be really reckless sometimes, that i understand the importance of destroying the mother crystals but his safety will always be most important to me (as selfish as it is) and it ends up with me sobbing in his arms crying about how if anything ever happened to him i don’t know if i could go on.

obviously he’s very powerful but i can’t help but worry!!!!!!

navigating our relationship with our joint trauma sure has been interesting 👍

🤑: who has the worst spending habit?

me 😔

clive is a man of necessity for the most part and while i’m not reckless per-say, if i’m out and have the money to buy a little trinket i probably will 😭

❤️‍🔥: how does your love languages differ?

tbh i don’t know which love language of mine is the one that i need most so honestly idk!!! 😭 i am the most greedy for love angel throughout the heavens

imo, clive is big on words of affirmation. gentle reminders that he’s not actually the big bad monster he often thinks he is. just sticking by him throughout everything means a lot.

😽: who likes pda?

we both do! though clive is more reserved than i. i kinda get in fits where i’m overwhelmed with energy and need to melt into him like butter and crawl all over him. there’s no containing me at that point.

though most of the time in public it’s just me holding him from behind or hugs. his embrace is always really comforting and calming and he always indulges me ^_^

though he won’t initiate kisses in front of others cause it makes him embarrassed. i’m always the one pressing a chaste kiss to his lips after finishing up in the dining hall, leaving him in his flustered state with the rest of our dining companions.

🛏️: who stays up late? goes to bed early?

depends on the day tbh. i’m the one who usually tries to go to sleep early, since i love mornings. sometimes we’re both up late working, or plagued with thoughts of the past. i usually fall asleep before he does regardless of what time it is while he keeps a watchful eye over my sleeping form.

😘: any pet names they call you? you call them?

clive and i are both chronic calling each other by their name type people 😭

but in more intimate settings, he’ll call me angel and i’ll let a baby or two slip out

👄: talk about your first or best kiss thus far

first kiss!! first kiss!!!

okay so it wasn’t long before we started dating. he had gotten injured while he was out and had to visit the infirmary. tarja wasn’t in and i was the only one running things. he had a few gashes that needed to be stitched as well as a few abrasions.

after 13 long years of fighting, i was the first gentle and “loving” touch he had. we’d friends for a short while at that point, some mutual pining going on though neither of us were acting on it.

at that point he was still in the mentality of not thinking he was deserving of any kindness due to what happened in his past. so when i come around gently stitching up his and tending to his other wounds, he’s taken aback. plus i may have been chastising him on being more careful cause there’s people around the hideaway (me) who worry for his safety and bla bla bla.

basically he gets overwhelmed with feeling and doesn’t know how to deal with it other than pulling me for a kiss. (mid stitch mind you!!! he was lucky no further damage was caused)

🖼️: who decorates the house?

both our stuff is has a place in our chambers but i’m the one who decides what goes where

[margotw10]

Blank Pages. JJK [m]

Pairing: bestfriend!Jungkook x Female Reader

Genre: romance, f2l, smut, (non idol JK)

Words: 8k

Synopsis: You have a secret: you're a popular writer on Wattpad. The worst thing that could happen would be your best friend Jungkook discovering that the erotic novels are about him...

Warnings: explicit language; writing of sex scenes; very quick nipple play; oral sex (f. receiving); fingering; quick handjob; use of the word 'slut'; protected sex (be smart)

A/n: Just a little (cute I think) story. I wanted to change from Seoul so the story takes place in Busan (some scenes are inspired by my own memories, Busan is so nice, you should go if you have the chance to). They are basically two idiots in love with each other 😌 Thx Mathilde for re-reading the story and fixing some mistakes 🥰

JK was pounding into me at an animalistic pace. I couldn’t help screaming his name due to the overstimulation of the three precedent orgasms. His grip around my hips tightened as he was reaching his high. A few more dick strokes were provided before I could feel his hot shots of cum inside my pussy. 

It didn’t take long for the both of us to fall asleep, exhausted by the intense sex ride. 

Your cheeks are red when you finish posting the new chapter of your story on your Wattpad account. Vivid images of the imaginary roll in the hay fill your brain — and your panties with wetness. You always feel the same after writing a sex scene starring your best friend: horny and guilty. You can’t imagine how Jungkook would react if he knew he was the main character of a popular erotic online novel… You would die of embarrassment, knowing your best friend, whom you are madly in love with, had discovered your deepest sexual fantasies — featuring him. On the other hand, writing those filthy stories is your way to control both your feelings and your desires. Jungkook is your best friend, you can’t risk your friendship. 

You didn’t have any thoughts other than trying to contain your sexual attraction for him when you created your Wattpad account. You had never thought that so many people would read your stories. You can’t deny that you feel kind of proud that people love your writings but you also feel horrified that so many strangers are fantasying — and obviously masturbating — on your best friend. You are so glad that you kind of anonymized him by using his nickname JK. You mean, people could think it stands for Jin-Keon, right?

Just as if you needed some reminder that your writing is nothing but fiction, your phone screen brights up to notify a new message from the very same Jungkook. 

‘Hi, buddy! We’re going to the club with the guys, wanna join?’ 

You hate so much when Jungkook calls you ‘buddy’. It’s so far away from the nicknames you wish he’d give you. In your stories, JK always uses ‘baby’, ‘babe’, sweetheart’ and this is what you want… Not a stupid ‘buddy’ like you were his classmate in sixth grade! 

You growl in frustration and answer that you’re too tired and you’re just going to bed. Your best friend replies that he is disappointed not to see you tonight and you hate how your weak stupid heart melts at that. You are also disappointed not to see him tonight or every single day of your life. You wish you could go home after work and know that Jungkook is waiting for you before heading to bed, together. You know damn well those are silly thoughts and maybe that’s why they hurt so much. They are too far away from reality. 

As you think. 

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You hum, half-asleep as you feel something moving against you. You tighten your arms around the thing next to you to keep it still. However, it moves again to softly caress your hair. 

"Y/N, let’s go to bed" A whispered voice says 

You lowly growl and bury your face deeper into the thing you’re hugging. If you weren’t in this sleepy state, you could notice that what you have in your arms is actually Jungkook. He doesn’t really mind and it’s not the first time your movie night ends up with you falling asleep. He’d just let you gradually collapse on him because he knows you always feel cold when you are sleeping. So he is happy to provide some warmth while you’re visiting Morpheus’ world. He even rested his arm around your shoulders to be a little more comfortable to watch the end of the movie — and enjoying this excuse to hug you. 

But now, the film has ended and the couch is not the best place for a full night of slumber. Jungkook sighs when he accepts the fact that you just won’t wake up. He tries, as gently as he can, to stand up and lifts you up in his arms. He pushes his bedroom door open with his foot, which causes him to almost loose balance. Finally, his mission is a success when he lands you on his bed without waking you. He smiles softly as he looks at you. He wonders what you are dreaming about right now. Are you having nightmares because of the horror movie? Or are you in a happy place full of your loved ones? He hopes for the latest. 

He heads to the bathroom, brushes his teeth and joins you in bed. He knows you don’t bother sleeping with him — it’s not the first time either. And honestly, if he knew your feelings for him, he could be even more aware of how poorly you care. He makes sure the covers are tightly wrapped around you and scoots closer to hug you. He likes how your smaller body fits in his embrace — it’s way better than his usual pillow. He gives you a small peck on the top of your hair and follows you in dreamland. 

The sunlight coming through the unwell closed curtains wakes you up. You’re surprised not to feel cold as usual in the morning. You want to lift your hand to rub your swollen eyes but you can’t: something, or more like someone is completely wrapped around you. Your eyes snap open when you realize it’s Jungkook. You turn your head and your heart melts at the sight: his sleepy face is so cute, especially with his pouty lips. You’re close enough to clearly see his scar on the cheek as well as the little molds on his nose and under his lower lip. You wish you could taste its softness. You move carefully to free one arm and you caress your best friend’s hair as softly as you can to not wake him up. You almost moan when you feel how silky it is underneath your fingertips. God, Jungkook is so perfect that it hurts to look at him. 

Your heart beats fast in your chest due to the proximity but it suddenly stops when Jungkook, in his sleepless, presses you closer against his body. And then, you feel it. As clear as day. His morning wood. It stands hard against your lower belly and you gulp. Does your saliva drive straight to your pussy? Because your panties are now soaked. Oh god, Jungkook’s cock is pressed against you and you love it. All kind of sinful scenarios take control of your brain and you wish your best friend was a sleepwalker but more like a sleepfucker. Okay, you are clearly deranged…

A normal person would try to bring some space between your two bodies but you do the opposite: you scoot closer, almost grinding on his boner. 

Small sleepy growls from Jungkook make you stop moving as you really don’t want your best friend to know how much of a sexual freak he is turning you into. 

"Good morning, goober" Jungkook says with his sexy raspy voice before kissing your forehead 

"Hi" You reply with cheeks as red as a tomato 

Fuck, you still feel his dick but Jungkook doesn’t seem in a rush of stepping away. Does he not feel it? Or maybe he does and he needs some friction because he fucking holds you tighter. You wish you could feel embarrassed but it’s not the main emotion you experience: your horniness takes the most of you. If Jungkook doesn’t release you soon, you could jump on him to ride him. Perhaps all the hot sex scenes you have written are messing up with your brain and you can’t distance fantasy from reality. 

(Un)fortunately, your best friend frees you to stretch. You try your best not to peak at the tent of the sheets caused by his hard-on. Jungkook leaves the bed and stands up in front of you, asking about breakfast with a very distant — according to you — voice. However, you can’t focus on any words he is saying because the only thing that gets your attention is his — huge — bulge in his boxing shorts. He clearly doesn’t wear any briefs and your mouth waters at the fact there is just one layer of fabric separating you from his cock — and also a whole moral code but you can’t care about it right now. On the hand, it’s not like Jungkook would stop you but you don’t have any idea of it. A sparkle of playfulness brightens his doe eyes as he notices how you are gazing at his dick.

"Are you even listening to me?" Jungkook asks while snapping his fingers right in front of your face

"I-Jungkook, you…" You start but struggle to find the words that won’t make you look like a sexual freak 

"What?"

"You, uhm, seem to be awaken" You eventually decide to say

Jungkook looks at you with a faked questioning face and you point at this crotch. Rather than to be embarrassed, your best friend smirks proudly. 

"Impressed, right?" He teases you and your cheeks take a new brighter tint of red 

"Jungkook!" You scold him but you secretly are impressed by his obvious blessed area — way bigger than you have wrote

Your best friend just laughs with his childlike cheerful chuckle and announces that he’ll cook some rice with sausages. You fall back on the bed, sighing in frustration. Jungkook is driving you crazy and you wish you could take off his wry smile by sitting on his pretty face. However, you decide it would be wiser to just sit on a chair and have breakfast with him.

"I could like to go to Songdo Beach today and go on a ride of the Busan AirCruise" You say at one point, your mouth full of food which makes barely impossible for Jungkook to understand you

"Why? You already did it a hundred of times"

"But it’s raining today!" You pout "You know I love the atmosphere the rain gives to the skyline"

Your best friend does know it. You have told him countless of times how relaxing you find the sound of the rain on the glass cable car and the pale blue, almost lavender color, the Busan sky gets tinted on rainy days. Jungkook sighs to pretend it’s a burden to go with you but you both know he likes it too. 

As usual, the queue is not that long. Busan people tend to stay home or to take shelter in the numerous trendy coffees. What a shame people don’t appreciate how nice it is to fly upon the near ocean while raindrops surround you. As usual, Jungkook buys the tickets for the two of you. You don’t quite understand why he insists every time to pay but you can’t deny it is heart-warming. Your best friend knows it’s one of the things you love the most in life so he just wants you to enjoy it entirely.  

A soft smile paints your lips as you step in the cable car. Slowly elevating you in the sky, you watch the nearby buildings growing away between the big and round drops of water. The sight is blurred yet so poetic. The glass floor allows you to take a peak at the waves and if you look at the ocean side, you can see some huge cargo boats, waiting in Busan bay to deliver their merchandise. 

The calm atmosphere, enhanced by the melody of the rain on the glass, soothes you. However, Jungkook couldn’t just let you be and he suddenly moves to make the cable car swing. You scream and scold him which only makes him laugh. As usual. 

"Let’s take a picture" Jungkook says while pulling off his phone from his oversized bomber jacket pocket

Then, he sits next to you and frames to crystalize both your two faces and the skyline in the background on the photo. You and your best friend smile brightly. If someone asks Jungkook right now, he could say that it’s one of sunniest days ever because of how radiant you are. 

"A last one" Jungkook announces

He clicks on the button to snap the picture at the exact moment he pecks your cheek. The photo clearly notifies how surprised you were, your eyes growing wider and your mouth slightly opened. However, your shy face mixed with your blushed cheeks make you really, really cute in Junkook’s opinion. He can only chuckle as he gazes at the picture with affection eyes. He will definitely make it his new wallpaper. 

However, the small peck you have received from your best friend moves you more than it should. Your heart beats so loud in your chest that it seems to echoes down to your toes. You try to calm down and you resonate: it doesn’t mean anything for your best friend. It’s just a small friendly peck. Fuck, you write some erotic stories in which the characters fuck like beasts, you can’t be all shaken up by a stupid kiss on the cheek! 

You soothe your crazy heart by focusing on the view of the grey tinted skyline and on the few people defying the rain with their umbrellas. Deep down, you know it’s the best memory you will have on the Busan cable car despite the numerous times you went on. 

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"What do you think about this one?" Jungkook asks you a few days later while presenting another shirt in a dark blue color

You try hard to put a smile on your face to hide your painful chest. Does your best friend have any idea that helping him choosing an outfit for his date is torture for you? You could wince at the pain if you didn’t have to act like normal. 

"I think the white one is better" You answer nonetheless "You can’t go wrong with it"

Jungkook nods and then finishes you completely: he casually takes off his t-shirt, flashing you with his so perfect buff chest. If it’s true that you sometimes gripe when your best friend spends two hours at the gym, you are so thankful of it now. You practically drool when your eyes run through his flexing biceps — the right one delicately wrapped with ink —, his well-defined pecs and his fucking hot abs. You almost faint when your glance ends up its route on his very low pants, making his V-line and the hem of his black underwear visible. His skin seems so soft, your fingertips tickle at the thought of touching it. Fuck, this is better than anything you have ever written. You gulp when you think about all the nasty things you could like to do with Jungkook’s torso. 

"So, what do you think?"

Jungkook’s question snaps you out of your fantasies but you have absolutely no idea of what he is talking about. Suddenly, the thread escaping from your jeans is very much interesting and you just pray that Jungkook hasn’t noticed how you were eying him.

"About what?" You timidly ask

"Gogi Yummy, the restaurant I’m taking her to. Do you think it’s a good idea?"

Your heart squeezes painfully when you think about Jungkook having a perfect date, doing everything you could like him to do, with someone else. You wish you could be a good best friend and be happy for him but the truth is that you love him too much not to feel hurt when he is going on a date. 

"I think it’s great" You reply as cheerful as you can be but still not looking to him in an attempt to hide the hurt in your eyes 

"What about you?" Your best friend suddenly asks 

"What about me?" You repeat his words with confusion, brows furrowed 

"When are you going on a date?" He clarifies

You sigh while notifying him that you don’t have time to look for a date. The real reason is obviously your feelings for Jungkook, you don’t want anyone else but him. 

"You know Jimin, right? The last time I saw him, he told me you were cute. Maybe you should give him a chance" Jungkook tells you with an encouraging tone but you only wince, which makes him sigh "Look, if my date goes well, we’ll do something together, the four of us. This way, you won’t feel pressured. How does it sound?"

Awful. But there is no way you’d confess that, especially when Jungkook is looking at you with his sparkling doe eyes and his so cute bunny smile. So you tell him that it’s a great idea and you hope, even more than before, that his date is a disaster so you don’t have to go on a double-date during which you won’t be the partner of the person you love. 

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JK was drawing delicious patterns on my clit with his tongue. I couldn’t help tugging on his raven hair, not really knowing if it was to stop him or to urge him to do it harder. My breathe was cut when I felt a long and thick finger sliding into me, automatically making my walls clench around it. 

"I’m close" I told JK, which provoked a proud smirk on his face

His only mission on Earth seemed to be providing me great orgasms — and he’d never failed.

"Come on, baby. Make me taste your yummy juices" He teased me, sending me on the edge

He stood up and took off this t-shirt so I could admire his delicate yet strong torso, the definition of perfection. His muscles were making me feel all kinds of butterflies in my stomach — or was it the remains of the orgasm? — and JK knew it well. He knew he was teasing me, and the way he was flexing his muscles proved me right. My mouth watered and my hand caressed the bulge of his six-pack. His tattoos always had an effect on me, making him as intriguing as sexy. A sin I wouldn’t care to go to Hell for.

 I wished I had time to enjoy it more but I had to go to work — JK’s cunnilingus made me late as it made me come.

You save the last chapter and publish it on Wattpad. You stroll through the comments and smile when you read some very supportive ones. Almost every readers are in love with JK — only of they knew that real life Jungkook is one hundred times better. You sigh in content and close your laptop, ready to head to bed but your phone rings, stopping your plans of having a good and relaxing sleep. 

‘My date went great. Save your Friday night buddy cause we have a date ;)’

Why does your best friend have absolutely no clue of the draggers he is stabbing into your heart? To be fair, he went on this date because he thinks he doesn’t stand a chance with you but you obviously don’t know that. You growl and turn in your bed, tugging your sheets around you like if you were a burrito. Yes, going on a date with Jungkook is one of your dreams but going on a double-date with Jungkook having another date than you is a nightmare. You spend the night ramming through all the possible ways the date can go, which leads you to cry when scenarios of your best friend kissing a girl in front of you play in your mind. 

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You growl while taking your clothes out of the washing machine. You don’t what went wrong but it seems like every single pieces of clothing has sized down. Well, you could guess what went wrong: you were deep in thought and clicked on the wrong washing program. You sigh when you see your favorite dress… A slight and ridiculous hope that maybe it’s not too bad makes you try it on, which takes you way more efforts than usual. But it only confirms what you thought: the red dress is now so tight that it looks like a second skin. The bottom hem barely covers your underwear and shows some of your ass in the back. And let’s not talk about the neckline because it’s worse: half of your bra is on display. 

Of course, fate is never on your side — because it has been such a nice day so far. You hear your front door opening and it only means one thing: Jungkook is here. He is the only one to have a spare key — which was supposed to be for emergency but turned out to be a way to visit you without warning every time he is in the mood to. You start to panic but you don’t have time to cover yourself as your best friend’s pretty face appears. You feel embarrassed to show so much skin to Jungkook, even though you often fantasize about him seeing way much more. Shock — and some other expression that you could interpret as lust —  paints his features. His eyes run through your very exposed body and your cheeks match the color of your ‘dress’. 

"Are you going to wear that?" Jungkook asks with a as natural as possible tone while he places his hands in front of his crotch to prevent you from noticing his growing boner

"Are you crazy?!" You defend yourself "I fucked up my laundry, that’s all. I have no other choice than to throw away my favorite dress" You sigh in despair

On the other side, Jungkook likes the new style of the dress. It’s now his favorite. Fuck, you’re hot. You look so naughty. And it’s even better when you turn around and some of your asscheeks are visible. He wonders how they would jiggle if he’d spanked you. He knows he shouldn’t have this kind of thoughts about you but he can’t help it. Your body is so fucking perfect. The peak he had of your big rounded tits, covered by your bra which led appear the shadow of your picky nipple, and the almost peak he had of your panties drive him mad. He does't think you should throw the dress away. You should keep it. For him. For when he fucks you. 

Jungkook tries to get rid off those thoughts but his hard-on makes it difficult. When you send him off to change, he gladly accepts and opens your fridge, pretending he is looking for some soda, to let the cold soften his cock. You’ll be the death of him.

"What are you doing here?" You asks, making your best friend jolt

Jungkook grabs a random can and turns around to discover you are now wearing your usual light green sweatpants and an oversized t-shit — former his, if he might add. You are really messing with his brain because earlier, with your tiny dress, he could pretend that his attraction was just a normal one of a guy seeing a sexily clothed girl. But now, even with a not so appealing outfit, he still thinks you’re beautiful and hot. 

You lift one brow when your best friend doesn’t answer. Jungkook clears his throat and tries to gather his thoughts. He needs to focus on something other than you, otherwise he risks to cancel all his plans to fuck you against your washing machine. 

"I wanted to ask you if you wanted to grab some food at PadThailand. It’s been a while and I know you like it"

Your heart melts at the fact that Jungkook thought about you before ordering from one of your favorite restaurants. Your smile seems to illuminate the place, so much that your best friend wishes he had sunglasses. You nod with enthusiasm, spurring Jungkook to call the restaurant and book a table. 

You’ve changed, for the third time of the day, into a simple jeans and long sleeves sailor top. You feel proud to match the area of PadThailand, the restaurant being close to one of the small ports of Busan. Delicious scents of fresh cooked fish fill the air, putting you in the mood of eating. You could even change your usual order and try the lemongrass cod fish. You giggle with eagerness, you can’t wait to have your stomach full of delicious food. 

"You look like you’re in a good mood" Jungkook notices, a few meters from the restaurant location 

"Of course!" You reply, cheerful "I’m going to one of my favorite restaurants and I’m with my favorite person"

You don’t realize how your words made Jungkook stop his track. You continue your way to the door while Jungkook is trying his best to hide his wide bunny grin. 

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Friday night. The day of your ‘date’. 

You did make an effort on your outfit, adopting for a cute black denim skirt and silver top. Actually, you were quite surprise when you stepped into the restaurant and discovered that your clothes matched Jungkook’s. Your heart skipped a beat at the thought that people around you would mistake you two as a couple. However, the euphoria left soon as your eyes landed on your best friend’s date: a gorgeous girl named Minji. It took you everything you have to smile at her and lie while saying ‘nice to meet you’. 

Thankfully, the awkward silence that was getting set at your table disappears with Jimin’s arrival. You can’t deny that the brown haired man is handsome. Honestly, if you weren’t so head over heels for Jungkook, you could kill to kiss Jimin’s pulp lips. You also like the white light cotton t-shirt with longs sleeves Jimin chose to wear: the thin fabric gives a peak of his dark inked patterns. Do you have a tattoo kink? Well, it’s definitely Jungkook’s fault. 

After ordering some drinks and food, you are starting to think that the night is not a complete torture — despite the occasional kisses between Jungkook and Minji. The girl is actually very nice and tries her best to find common tastes between the two of you. It honestly would be way easier if she were a bitch… You can’t even hate her! 

Jimin, on the other hand, is funny and shares a lot of stories of his last holidays which were a rollercoaster of unpleasant events. You don’t have to force yourself to laugh and genuinely find his company pleasant. Yet, you can’t imagine having feelings for someone other than Jungkook. You love him like you’ve never loved before. He swipes away every competition without even trying. He is more handsome, funnier, nicer than anyone else. He knows you more than anyone and he knows how to help you before you can even say you need him. It’s like he can read in your mind, what a shame he can’t see in your heart that it’s full of him… 

However, Jungkook begins to regret having set a date for you. Yes, he is Minji’s date but it’s just an attempt to stop thinking of you. Actually, he thought that if you were with Jimin, it would help him putting an end at his stupid crush. But the dragger in his heart when you smile at Jimin is a clear reminder that it’s not just a silly crush… Jimin is having everything Jungkook wants to have with you. He wants to take you at the restaurant, as a date, just the two of you. He genuinely had more fun at PadThailand with you the other day — when he could pretend it was a real date, even if it was just in his head — than now with Minji. But he thinks you’ll refuse if he asks you out, you have never acted like Jungkook could be something other than your best friend. 

"Hey, Y/N" Minji starts with a cheerfulness that you can imagine innate in her "You said you love reading. You should follow this Wattpad account"

She hands you her phone and you stop breathing when your very username appears on the screen. Your whole body freezes and your blood is redirected in your legs to run away. 

"The author is so good! Her writing is amazing" Minji continues 

The compliments would please you in other circumstances but right now, it’s the worst thing ever. 

"And fun fact, the character of JK makes me think of you" She adds as a killer shot for you when she turns to address Jungkook

You feel so ashamed that you just keep your head down, the phone giving you a great excuse for it. You wish you could just curl up and die. Oh my god, what if Jungkook reads it? What if he knows it’s about him? He will definitely know JK is supposed to be him! And he will fucking know how you dream about him fucking you in all kind of lustful fantasies! He’ll think you’re sick and deranged, there is no other way. He’ll think you are obsessed with him and will cut all ties with you. Your throat is so tight that you can’t even breath properly. You need to escape, far and fast. 

You wait ten minutes not to sound suspicious and then fake an emergency, lying that you have received a text from one of your friends. Jimin, so kind by nature, offers you to drop you off but you refuse, even though you do appreciate the gesture. You basically run away and yell a taxi to head home as fast as possible. 

Panic takes control of your body, making you shake and breath heavily. You walk back and forth in your bedroom as you wonder how you are going to get rid off this troubled situation. You definitely can’t delete your Wattpad account now, it’d look way too suspicious. The only thing that soothe you is that Jungkook doesn’t like reading so he won’t look at your — erotic — stories. Right? 

Why did you have to write those? You are so stupid, fantasizing on your best friend and making the whole world know! You should have kept your sexual dreams in your bed, rather than crystalizing them on white pages. 

Your hands cover your burning cheeks before going to the bathroom and splashing some cold water on your face as a ridiculous attempt to wake up from this nightmare. 

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Two weeks have passed since the double-date. Jungkook and you have hanged out like nothing happened — actually for Jungkook nothing happened. However, even though you really wanted to hide from him out of embarrassment, you couldn’t without presenting yourself as the culprit of these stories. Your best friend was his usual self and he didn’t even talk about your Wattpad account, which slowly relieved you. Like you said, Jungkook doesn’t like reading, he won’t do it so you can live your life without thinking about it anymore. You did stop writing though and you felt sad when you’ve read comments of people missing you and waiting for the next chapter. 

What you don’t know is that Minji has insisted so much, arguing that the main male lead of your story was just like Jungkook, that your best friend took on himself to browse through your Wattpad account. And he read everything. At first, he was quite amused at the resemblance: more than the JK name, the fictional character has black hair and tattoos just like him. The sex scenes were intense but still a little too soft for Jungkook who likes it real rough — but it’s not like you can know it. But then, Jungkook grew suspicious, some scenes being very familiar to him. Like the one of the two main characters going to the beach but can’t to swim because they forgot their swimsuits. Or the one when they were cooking together and JK seasoned the meal the narrator took hours to cook with sugar instead of salt. Another example was an argument between the two characters over the film they should watch at the theatre. Jungkook clearly remembered a very similar scene with you that ended up just like the book: him buying his own ticket for Fast&Furious and you throwing your popcorn on him. 

A — absolutely ridiculous and impossible — thought came to his mind: were you the author? That couldn’t be. You were his best friend, and you’ve never seemed to be interested in him — despite his endeavours he might add. But then, how could the scenes in this book be so much like the ones you two’d shared? And then, a crazier thought lighted up in his brain: are all the sex scenes you have written one of your desires? Would you like him to fuck you, to finger you, to lick you? Thinking about your pretty face torn by pleasure made him hard in his pants. He went though the hot scenes for a second time, trying to acknowledge what you like. As insane as it might seem, if Jungkook has the chance to, he’ll fuck you and he wants to be prepared. Well, that’s if you are indeed the author of the book. Which is such a foolish idea that he can’t allow himself to grow too excited because the odds are not in Jungkook’s favors. 

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You are heading to Jungkook’s place after receiving a text from him. He asked you if you wanted to watch a movie and you accepted. However, when you enter his apartment — you also have a spare key of your best friend’s door —, the usual bowl of popcorn is no where to be seen. Jungkook has a ravishing look with his grey sweatpants and black oversized t-shirt. It’s just his common look but it’s so good on him. 

"Hi" You greet him with a hug "You don’t have any popcorn?" 

"No, but maybe I have some underbaked cookies that we could eat with ice cream" He replies

You just freeze. Those underbaked cookies with ice cream are something you’ve written in your story. Did Jungkook read it? It’s a catastrophe. You have to act like it’s nothing, like you don’t know what he means but god, you’re such a shitty actress and your best friend knows you better than anyone else. 

"Why would I want underbaked cookies?" You ask but your tone is so unsure that it only betrays you 

"I don’t know" Jungkook starts "Maybe because I’ll get to eat you out to be fully satisfied"

Oh god. He. Did. Read. Everything. You wish the ground opened underneath your feet to swallow you whole. You throat is too dry to reply anything and your burning cheeks are screaming ‘I’m the author! I’m guilty your Honor!’. You want to run away but you can’t, your body refuses to move and you just keep looking down. You are so ashamed that your eyes get watery. Jungkook must hate you to have sexualized him like you did. Worse, you published this sexualized version of your best friend on the Internet and thousand of people have read it.

"Why did you write those stories?" Jungkook asks you

His tone is not harsh but not sweet either. It’s just a little softer than neutral and it hurts in your heart. 

"I don’t know" You whisper with a shaky voice 

"Don’t lie to me, Y/N" Jungkook cups your face with his hands to force you to look into his so beautiful doe eyes "Tell me, I’m just trying to understand"

You are destabilized not to see any anger or disgust on your best friend’s face. You thought he could be furious but he is not. He really seems curious to know. But that would mean you’d have to confess your feelings and you’re not ready to hurt. 

"It’s just things that came to my mind" You half-lie 

"So it doesn’t mean anything?"

Your mouth opens in surprise at your best friend’s question. Or more precisely at his tone. It’s like he is hoping for it to mean something. You’re taken aback. It’s really not the reaction you expected. You remove his hand from your face so you can try to think again. You’re lost in all the overwhelming emotions you’re experiencing. 

"I-" You start but nothing follows

You don’t know what to say. Especially when Jungkook is looking at you with such an intense yet loving eye. Like he wants you. All of you. Your mind, your heart and your body. And you’ll be happy to give them to him actually. 

"Do you love me, Y/N?"

Once again, your eyes widen. You shouldn’t be this surprised, it is just a logical question to ask after your interaction. You want to tell him but you’re scared. Jungkook is perfect. He is the most handsome man but it’s nothing compared to his personality. He is sweet and caring. He is hard-working and never gives up. He is supportive and always willing to help his friends. He is so perfect. Too perfect for you. You have nothing to offer him, he could find someone better just by snapping his fingers. But your best friend stops all those negative and destroying thoughts when he speaks again.

"You don’t have to tell me" Jungkook says with a deep voice you’ve never heard before "I won’t either. But I will show you"

With those last, enigmatic words, he cups your face with his tattooed hand. A immediate feeling of warmth rises upon the area he is touching. His thumb caresses your cheek, so delicately that you could think Jungkook is afraid to break you, but it soon drifts away to land on your bottom lip. The thinner and pinkish skin is soft underneath the pad of his finger and he can’t wait any longer: he needs to feel the softness with his own mouth. 

He kisses you and god, what a perfect kiss. The best one ever. His pulp lips feel like silk. The pressure is the right one: deep enough to draw butterflies in your stomach but not too much to completely overpower you. Jungkook wants to give you the opportunity to stop the kiss if you want to. But you surely don’t want to. Quite the opposite: you want more. 

Your hands go up to hide in his black hair to keep him close. It’s the sign Jungkook waited to deepen the kiss. His hands are now on your back, pressing you closer against his strong body. Everything is just right. You seem to know each other’s body like your own. Jungkook said he was going to show you he loved you and he does. The kiss is passionate but so loving at the same time. You have the feeling to fall in love with him all over again. 

Without breaking the kiss, he leads you to his bedroom, which is easy since you know well his apartment. Jungkook takes off your shirt and he looks at your breasts long enough for you to grow embarrassed. But then he whispers to himself ‘so perfect’ and you don’t feel unsure anymore. The way Jungkook looks at you makes you feel like the most beautiful woman alive. To be fair, you are for him. 

Jungkook cups your tits still covered by your bra and leans down to hide his face in the valley of your boobs. God, he loves them so much. You moan when he starts to kiss the available skin. But it’s not enough, for any of you. Your hand sneaks behind your back to undo your bra and finally free your breasts. Jungkook doesn’t waste time and grabs one boob before squeezing it in his large and warm palm. His mouth works on your other nipple, licking, sucking and even deliciously biting it. 

He invites you to lean on his bed and you’re happy to do it. Jungkook grabs the hem of your pants and slides them down with your panties. Your pussy is already glistening with arousal and it’s driving him crazy. He can’t even control himself when he step closer to eat you out. His tongue is fast and precise on your clit and you can’t help the moans from escaping your lips. Your head is thrown back and your fists are clenched around the sheets. Your cunt is soaked by your horniness and Jungkook’s saliva, creating a real mess between your legs. 

"More" You groan 

Jungkook smirks while he enters your tight pussy with two fingers. The stretch is so fucking good that you whimper. His pace doesn’t show any mercy but you fucking love it. Maybe it’s Jungkook’s skills or maybe it’s your strong feelings for him but your orgasm is close. Your legs start shaking and you rest them on your best friend’s shoulders. 

"Your pussy is so good" He says against your wet clit "You’ve dreamt about that, uh? You little minx"

Your head is spinning because of your horniness. You feel like drowning into pleasure and Jungkook’s expert fingers hitting your g-sport repeatedly are pushing you over the edge. Your back arches and your toes curl while you’re trying to control your orgasm. It’s too good, you don’t want Jungkook to stop just now. But then, he talks again:

"I’ve read how you wanted me to eat your pretty pussy. You’re a little slut for me, isn’t that right?"

His dirty mouth — both words and acts — makes you cum on his face and fingers. Jungkook’s digits are squeezed tightly by your walls and he pushes your limits by pushing on your sweet spot harder. It cuts your breathe and you feel your orgasm lasting and lasting until you can’t take the overstimulation anymore. Your legs try to close but they are stopped by Jungkook’s head and your hands tug on his hair. 

"I’ll fuck you good"

Jungkook’s promise lights up your body once again. You settle down from your high just in time to watch his strip show. His pecs and abs are so perfect. You wish you could lick them but your body is still in the frog of your orgasm so you just can lift your hand to caress him like you’ve dreamt of so many times. His skin is warm and soft but his muscles are hard right under. Jungkook closes his eyes to enjoy your touch. He’s imagined it many times before and your delicate fingers on him are delightful. His hard cock twitches in his pants when your hand reaches the hem of his sweatpants. The bulge is clearly visible and your mouth waters. 

You push the pieces of fabric down to free is big cock. Oh god, it’s bigger than you thought. Some pre-cum is leaking from his tip and you use it to jerk him off. Jungkook growls out of delight and your hand works fast on his length. The sight of your small hand around his cock is fucking hot but Jungkook wants to fuck you. You two will have a lot of time in the future to experience other things. 

"I want to fuck you" Jungkook says but it’s also a consent question

As much as he wants to, he won’t if you tell him no. 

"I want it too, Kook"

Your best friend walks to his nightstand after getting off of his pants and underwear. He grabs a condom that he quickly puts on and joins you on the bed. You��re gorgeous, all naked, in his bed. Lust is written on your face and he still can’t believe you’re looking at him. He wants to worship you and he will, but right now, he will fuck you like there is no tomorrow. 

You open your legs wider for Jungkook to take place between them. He grabs his hard cock and slides the tip up and down on your folds. Your back arches.

"Please, Kook, I want you" Your whipped voice is driving him crazy

He enters slowly, not wishing to hurt you. The way his dick is stretching you out is insane. Jungkook is big but it’s fucking good. He fills you so well. When he sees you relaxing, he starts to move back and forth. Your soaked pussy helps him to enter you without any difficulty. His hands cup your face to kiss you. Your moans are swallowed by Jungkook’s mouth and your hands grabs his wrists when he pounds you at a faster pace. Soon, your tits are bouncing with rhythm and your groans get louder. 

The grab on your jaws tightens and Jungkook rests his forehead on yours. He fucks you passionately. You wrap your legs around his waist to deepen the poundings. The slight change of angle places his dick directly to your g-spot. 

"Here!" You scream and clench around him

"Your pussy is so tight but you still want to be fucked rough" Jungkook smirks "You told everyone but me. I’m so disappointed, baby"

His dick strokes are harsher and deeper, kicking the air out of your lungs every time. The sound your clapping skins create is loud and sinful. You’re close again and Jungkook can feel it. 

"You’re sure you don’t want to tell me that you love me?" He asks with heavy breathe "Because I’ll fuck you better if you do" 

It’s enough for you. Your walls are squeezing him impossibly tight. Jungkook almost winces but the fucked expression on your face is so worth it. 

"I love you, Kook!" You scream when you cum hard on his cock, your vison blurred by the tears of pleasure and love filing your eyes

The euphoric state provoked by your orgasm and your feelings make you loose your mind. You kiss him but a salty taste mixes in your kiss. When Jungkook wipes the corners of your eyes, you realize you’re crying. You don’t even know why. 

"I love you too" Jungkook whispers 

A few more hard poundings are provided and Jungkook cums in the condom. You’re both panting and Jungkook is almost crushing you but you don’t care. His face is hidden in the crook of your neck, kissing your skin tenderly. You hug him tightly when you finally realize that your best friend loves you too. 

Your cry shakes your body and Jungkook lifts up his head and his heart squeezes when he sees you. 

"Hey, don’t cry, baby"

He kisses every single inch of your face: your lips, your cheeks, your nose, your forehead and even your eyes to make your tears disappear. 

Jungkook pulls out of you and takes off his condom. He quickly comes back to hug you tight. You truly appreciate how gentle he is. He has always been but now, with the love in his eyes, it’s even better. Your whole body feels full of love. You know it’s the right moment to share all the things you’ve kept to yourself for years. 

"My head and my heart are full of you" You say "I’m drowning in the ocean of the love I feel for you. I love so much that it hurts, Kook" 

"Your words feel so good" Jungkook replies with watery eyes, gently patting your hair "I can’t describe as good as you my feelings but one thing I can say is that I love you. I love you, Y/N, and I’ll never be tired of telling you or showing you how much I do"

You cry like a baby, undoubtedly the result of your post-sex tiredness and the tsunami of emotions Jungkook’s confession provokes. It’s the first time tears provoked by your best friend are welcomed. 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

"So, what’s next?" Jungkook asks the next day during breakfast 

Just as the last time you’ve spent the night at his place, he woke up with a morning wood. Except that, this time, you made love. It was different from yesterday but as good. Maybe even better because you weren’t in the over-everything that your love confessions provoked. You took your time, you kissed and kissed again while caressing and feeling each other. 

"Maybe I’ll need some inspiration for the next date scenes" You tease him 

Jungkook giggles while scrunching his cute nose. He knows you so well and yet, this part of you, your writer part, was completely unknown until a few days ago. He also knows that your book is just an excuse to take you on a date. Honestly, he doesn’t have to make any excuse to ask you on a date. He wants to do it. He has been wanting for years and now, you’re his girlfriend. 

"You’re sure you don’t need inspiration for your sex scenes?" He asks playfully 

You smile and scoot closer to wrap your arms around his neck. 

"I could use some help" You whisper before kissing him

[unapologetichoetm]

The Spicy thing I was gonna say on my post (on the Cloud Fanservice video you sent) was that Cloud had such a nice and pretty moan 😌💕.

*runs away*

LMAOOO YESSS HE WAS MOANING THE WHOLE TIME TOO LIKE BEFORE THE MASSAGE TOO JNWAS LIKE😏😏😏 pls I wish I was the lady sighhhh😔🤚

[blackrabbittwst]

NICE 2 MEET U EHE KAMFKNDODNSK ♡˖꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱ I SAW UR WORK & IT'S AMAZING NGL KWNFONEOFNOEKE (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡ Mind if i req somethin? Ehe (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)

NSFW romantic headcanons with Leona, Vil & GN!S/O (it can be F!S/O but it's up 2 u) but ofc separately muehe (•ө•)♡ S/O teases him w/ a sexy outfit in public. I HOPE U DON'T MIND W/ MY REQ LNSLFMSONFISN BUT FEEL FREE 2 CHANGE IT (｡・//ε//・｡)

Thx a lot (◕ᴗ◕✿) Once again NICE 2 MEET U ( ˶ ❛ ꁞ ❛ ˶ ) LEMME GIVE U A KISS & A HUG EHEHEHE ♡(ӦｖӦ｡)

A/N: Ohhhhh my first NSWF request 😍 How exciting! I have to look up different sexy outfits as reference haha! But nice to meet you as well and thank you for all the affection, you make me blush 🥰

Synopsis: Leona and Vil with a S/O that is wearing a sexy outfit in public

Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit

Pairings: Leona Kingscholar x Reader, Vil Schoenheit x Reader

Gender/Pronouns: Gender Neutral

Warning: This is a NSWF post, Minors please do not interact with the post! Characters are aged up to 18+ as mentioned in my rules

Leona Kingscholar

You were both out late drinking at a bar and enjoying your time listening to the live music, dancing and hanging out with some friends

To this occasion, you wore a tight outfit that was definitely too short for your butt, which would be perfectly visible (so either really skimpy shorts or a skirt), and a tank top that scooped kinda low with a see-through lace-like button up that clung tightly to your curves

Now let’s be honest, Leona likes a good butt. He would be trying to pay attention to a conversation when suddenly his eyesight wander to your supple, perky butt on the dance floor. Those bottoms you wore just teased him with what he would look forward to having tonight. It would be hard for him to resist licking his lips at the sight.

He would end up ending the conversation to whomever he was talking to and walk straight to wherever you were. He’d grab you roughly by the waist and lead you to the bar. With your torso being pushed against the bar top, he made sure to stand very close behind you. His back would be blocking the sight of him getting a fist full of your ass in his big hands. He’d lean down and purr lustfully in your ear and comment how bad you were for wearing something so tempting that it was dangerous for a vicious predator like him.

Your squeak of surprise would only rile him on to then grab the other butt cheek next in order to spread the love. He enjoyed kneading the pump piece of flesh in his hands, like a kitten with a soft blanket. If you start making too much noise during his “massage”, he would whisper in your ear that you better pipe down or you wouldn’t be rewarded with a treat later.

It was exciting to have him give you so much intimate attention in public. It was so risky and it was possible that anyone walking by would see you starting to get turned on by just having your ass fondled. The short bottoms you wore didn’t help you hide your body’s reaction of how much he was turning you on right now (whether it was from the darkening of the fabric as you got wet or from your erection being very visible).

The moment you whimper to him, be prepared to be whisked away to a nearby broom closet. He would have his way with you, pressing you up against the wall roughly for teasing him. He’d making sure to grab your waist so he could see that butt jiggle from each and every rough thrust.

He’d make sure to let you know what he thought of that slut outfit you wore out with each way he’d grope or slap your butt while fucking you.

You started this, so he was ending this. You better be prepared if you plan to tease a lion with his favorite slice of meat.

Vil Schoenheit

You were both out for dinner at a nice restaurant after a long day at work. What a lovely evening after having to deal with a stressful work day. Vil had just finished with a shoot and wanted to just enjoy a nice meal with you but he didn’t exact you to arrive wearing… that outfit.

You were wearing the clothes you wore to work, which consisted of a button up shirt, blazer, and slacks. However you didn’t realize the new shirt you bought was a little on the small side when you were rushing to get ready. You had to unbutton the top button in order to try and relieve any extra stress to the other buttons as your chest tried to burst out (this shirt was just too small but it barely fit while buttoning it closes whether you had a prominent bust or none at all). Your pants were also a little tight on your butt and thighs as it clung tightly against your skin. You regretted buying your work clothes on the Internet now instead of going to a store. Why didn’t you bother to do the laundry last night? Life struggles…

You tried to be as cool as a cucumber because it wasn’t often Vil had time out of his busy schedule to spend time with you. However, you felt self conscious of your tight clothes every time you made a move. You didn’t want to embarrass Vil with your poor choice of clothing at this famous restaurant.you could have gone home and change but then you would’ve missed your reservation! Vil normally does not have free time like this often, so you wanted to make sure to arrive no matter what.

However, your constantly shifting in the seat as you kept your arms close to your body made the shirt cling tighter. More skin would pop out through the gaps of fabric and revealing a little more on your body to him.

Vil would try to shift his gaze away from your chest but it was hard when it was right in front of him. Not only would he want to safety pin it shut or give you another shirt, but he wanted to so badly rip the damn thing off and grope your chest now.

When your self conscious thoughts got too overwhelming, you decided to get up and go to the restroom. As you turned around and walked towards the bathroom, Vil got a full view of your thick ass as the smooth fabric clung so deliciously around it. It was so delectable that he just wanted to reach out and give it a firm squeeze. However, he had to restrain himself and continue eating his meal. After all, he had an image to uphold and he can’t have some scandalous perverted photo becoming viral on the internet.

The moment you pick up the handkerchief you dropped to the floor, Vil would feel his pants tighten at the sight of the pants tightening around your ass and showing each and every curve. From the fullness of your butt to the thickness of your thighs as they pushed so lusciously together as you squat down, it was quite the attractive sight.

On the outside though, Vil looked as if he was enjoying any other dinner despite the small pink blush that crept up cheeks. Overall his expression remained stoic and indifferent. He is a renown actor after all, so a little temptation like this won’t break the Vil Schoenheit’s perfect image.

However, when you’re done with your meal and at your apartment, be prepared to attacked by a hungry predator. The moment the door closes, Vil would trap you against the door and passionately make out with you. You wouldn’t be able to get away no matter how much you might struggle. The kiss was so passionate, it made your knees weak.

In a gruff voice between kisses, he’d tell you the outfit you’re wearing isn’t suited for you and he would start ripping it off. He would mention that a piece of clothing wasn’t the right size, shade of color, etc as he took that specific piece of clothing off while nibbling at your neck and ears.

He wouldn’t give you a break even if you whimpered at his touches and asked him to slow down. Hey, you got him all hot and bothered the entire meal, so now it was time to savor the dessert. He would savor the feeling of your ass in his hands as he kissed your chest, which was free of that tight, unsightly shirt.

He’d make sure you knew that you were his and no one else’s. How dare you wear such an outfit to work when other people could see you looking so… so tempting. He couldn’t stand it. That’s why he made sure to mark every single place he could reach as he had his way with you that night. So if you did happen to wear some tight clothing that showed too much skin, they would know you we’re taken.

His chest would swell with pride as he admired the work of art he placed all over your body as he fucked you roughly against the sheets. He has a lot of pent up energy after not seeing you for so long because of work. Be prepared for a long night of sweet, sweet loving. He deserves it from all the patience he showed at that nice restaurant after all.

[bobathirstaccount]

5 DAYS…. ❕❕💦 Thx for the love on the other 2 chs 🥰🤎🤎

Bad Intentions

Boba x fem!reader, smut/romance

Unhappy in your marriage, you act out when a powerful man gives you attention. What comes of it?

3 chapters.

Translations

Mesh’la - beautiful (Mando’a)

Cyar’ika - sweetheart (Mando’a)

TW: unprotected sex, use of the word daddy

CHAPTER 3

The week passed slowly, lazily. Every luxury available was offered to you. You were pampered beyond belief. But the time you truly longed for and savored was your time with Boba. In the mornings, he would have meetings, but he had cleared his afternoons and evenings for you. You figured that was a monumental effort.

“Daddy,” you started. The two of you were getting a couples massage. He turned his head toward you. “What if I didn’t go back.” Your stomach flip flopped nervously.

He considered. “I think that would destroy my alliance with Grol. Ah, well.” He turned away from you. Confused, you went over his words in your head. What did that mean? The massage ended and the two of you slowly made your way to the artificial pond. The soft fabric of your robes swished as you walked slowly, arm in arm.

He broke the silence, “Do you really mean it?”

“Huh?” You were spacing out.

“About not going back.”

You leaned your head on his shoulder. “I mean… yes,” you commented quietly.

“I’m not so great, you know…” he trailed off.

You snickered, “Kay. Well we have a difference of opinion then.” He squeezed your arm slightly.

“What would I have to do to keep you happy?”

“Give me your attention and your time.” You spoke quickly.

“That’s all?” He had a cautious tone to his voice.

“That’s a lot.”

He squeezed your arm again. You had arrived at the lagoon. You stepped forward, slipping out of your plush robe. “Come and get me, daddy,” you splashed into the water ahead of him.

You heard him enter the water behind you, and smiled. Keeping your back to him, you tread water, enjoying the sensation of the warm water. You felt arms go around your waist and your smile grew wider. Boba rested his head in the crook of your neck and inhaled. “Mmm, you always smell so good.”

“It’s just the expensive products I use,” you said, watching your arms float out in front of you. Boba laughed. His hands slid up to cup your breasts as he bit the back of your neck. You got goosebumps. He continued, his fingers playing with your nipples until he slid both hands down your sides to hour hips. He breathed into your ear, his breath hot, “I’m gonna make you scream.”

You shivered involuntarily. “Daddy have your way with me,” you whispered, voice hoarse. “I intend to,” his hand travelled to between your legs. You shivered again, and leaned your head back against his. He worked you open slowly, his fingers teasing and playing with your entrance and clit. Finally he slid two fingers inside, the palm of his hand lightly rubbing your clit as he finger fucked you. His breath was hot against your skin, and you felt his cock getting harder and harder. The anticipation nearly killed you. You spread your legs under the water and moaned.

“So needy, Mesh’la,” his voice was strained.

“Don’t act like your cock isn’t as hard as beskar,” you whispered softly, closing your eyes. He ground himself into you as he continued to finger you. “You want my cock or my mouth,” he murmured, hitting your g spot with his fingers. You leaned into him desperately, “Both?”

He smiled against your skin and bit you again. Then he spun you around and disappeared under the water. You felt his lips on your pussy and gasped as his tongue licked into you. Spreading your legs, you tried to keep your own head above water as he lapped into your cunt. After a moment, he floated smoothly to the surface, his head just coming out of the water. He kissed you on your open mouth quickly, then went back under water to your pussy. His tongue resumed its assault on your entrance as his hands gripped your asscheeks possessively. You let out a moan as he licked up from your pussy to your clit and then back down.

He surfaced a few more times, each time going back to lick and suck your pussy. You were panting and felt yourself flushing. Finally he surfaced and grabbed you by your waist, pulling you to shore. You let him pull you along until you were almost at the shoreline. He stopped and settled onto the sandy floor, dragging you into his lap. He ground up into you, looking up at you with his mouth slightly open. Instinctively, you kissed him. It turned into to a slow, breathtaking kiss, leaving you shaking and wanting more. Boba pulled you down onto himself, entering your pussy hungrily.

You wrapped your legs around him as he gripped your ass. He lifted you up and then slammed you down, thrusting upwards at the same time. You let you a surprised moan. “Fuck, daddy…”

He gave you a slow smile as he did it again, “That’s the idea...” He continued. You felt like a rag doll. He fucked you so good you couldn’t contain yourself, and you shakily gripped his shoulders as he picked up the pace. “Daddy my pussy is only for you,” you panted. He growled and flipped the two of you over. Your back hit the sandy bottom as he pounded into you, hands gripping your shoulders to hold you in place. Water splashed gently against your skin. His mouth covered yours for a long kiss. When he pulled away, he grunted, “You’re mine.” Then he bit your throat harshly, making you call out.

You lolled your head back into the water as he railed you, edging you towards cumming. You dropped your feet to the sandy bottom and spread your legs wide, “Daddy you’re fucking me so good, how you’re stretching my little pussy around yourself and making me cum.”

He kept up his assault of your pussy, stroking you to orgasm. You felt the fire in your core explode into tendrils of electricity that sparked through your body. Your muscles went weak as your pussy spasmed around Boba’s cock. You heard him grunt and say something, but you didn’t hear because you realized you were screaming his name. He covered your mouth with his again, forcefully kissing you. You drank him in. The two of you embraced and kissed for a few moments, the water quietly lapping at your bodies.

Boba pulled away. He looked down at you, expression soft, sad. You brought a hand to his face and cradled it gently. “Daddy what’s got you in this mood?”

He looked down with his eyes, “Tell me honestly, why are you here?”

Momentarily shocked, you breathed a few heavy breaths. Then you answered, “You. I want to… love someone and be loved back.”

He looked at you meekly, “Could you love me?”

“Yes, oh yes,” you pulled his head down to kiss him softly. When your lips parted, he sighed and pulled you up to standing. He held you against himself, rubbing the small of your back with one hand. He started, “The way you make me feel, I don’t know how to say it with words…” You kissed him softly again. “You can just start with asking me to stay,” you whispered.

“Stay?”

You smiled, tearing up. “Okay.”

You buried your head in his shoulder and cried a bit. Fear and happiness mingled together. You were trusting another man who was making you grand promises. But you couldn’t say no to the chance it was for real. He put his hand on your head, “You okay, Mesh’la?”

“Yes, yes, I am,” you sniffled, pulling your head up. He smiled at you. His eyes smiled as well. “Let’s go eat dinner.” He started to guide you to your sandy robes.

***

You DMed Aayla: Hey girl. I’m not coming back. Sorry if you catch any heat for being involved, just say you didn’t know.

She almost immediately responded back with a flurry of questions and exclamation marks, but you set the tablet down. You sighed and picked it up again. Considering, you clicked to Grol and tried to comm him. He didn’t pick up. Unsurprised, you DMed him: I want a divorce

Setting the tablet down, you stood and strode over to your waiting partner. Boba was leaning against the balcony railing, watching the suns as they hovered over the horizon. The dusky atmosphere was a little romantic, you thought. You looped your arm around his, “It’s done.” You heard your tablet ring. Probably Grol. You ignored it. Boba leaned into you, his hand going to yours. “You gonna get that?”

“Nah. We don’t need to speak. There’s nothing to say, anyway.” You snuggled into Boba, fearful of somehow still being rejected, of promises being broken. He sighed softly, “Then it’s done.” He paused, then added, “Now we can begin.” You cried abruptly, turning your body towards him. He enveloped you in a strong embrace. It comforted you, but you still snuffled. “You’re mine now, cyar’ika… and I am yours.” He held you close while the suns set beautifully.

[simpingforthisonedeer]

Don’t be surprised when you start losing a lot of followers for being an anti

Why do you care so much abt other people’s ships anyways

BAHAHAHAHAHA UR FUNNY LETS TEAR YOU APART SHALL WE?

What a vain and shallow assumption you are under for believing that I care about how many followers I have. I do not care for the quantity of my followers, only the quality💀 but I have well over 1K followers and they keep growing if you are worried or something💀💀

And why do I care about other people's ships? Well, I'd love to support my mutuals's ships because I think they're cute but since the context is me being an "anti" I assume you are talking about people who enjoy incestuous, pedophilic, and/or large age gap ships?

Because they are absolutely insane and dangerous to those who are easy to manipulate who most of the time are minors? What a ridiculous world we live in that someone is confused on why you shouldn't be glorifying incest or pedophilia.

Pro-shipping is absolutely the most chronically online take I've ever seen in my damn life.

Like few years ago, there was this post where the op wrote "William x Mimosa" and "Fuego x Noelle" I remember the Fuego x Noelle thing being a misunderstanding but my god was that blog torn apart. Where is that energy now folks?

"It's only fiction! I want to explore these dynamics in fiction!"

Absolutely! I encourage exploring taboo concepts in fiction! But you are portraying it as something bad, right? Right?

Of course you are not!

Racism, homophobia, pedophilia, incest are all what? Say it with me: Bad.

I am not saying that people who write about them are bad, but the concepts themselves are not stuff you endorse. You don't need me to explain why they're all bad right? But if you live under a rock or in fairyland where nothing ever bad happens, let me explain.

Racism hurts people. Physically and mentally.

Homophobia hurts people. Physically and mentally.

Pedophilia hurts children. Physically and mentally.

Incest hurts children and adults. Physically and mentally.

I write about all of these topics in my fics but never have I once portrayed them in a good light. I don't pretend to ship or endorse any incest or pedophilic relationships I write. I don't portray racist and homophobic characters as good people. I write how much it hurts to be in those positions. I write about the confusion, the betrayal, the pain.

And what do I see proshippers doing on my dash? Fucking glorifying it.

I used to think, that's their thing, let them enjoy it but then I realized: There is a good reason why we shut down racists and homophobes and don't allow them safe spaces, why do we allow the same for people who FANTASIZE about disgusting things and put them on the internet.

Wake up to reality. Your behavior will make parents hide their children from you.

"What is fictious does not apply to reality!"

Are you serious my guy? Joining a fandom changed my life. Stanning Julius made me a better artist, writer, and made me more motivated to study quantum mechanics. My professors and my thesis advisors literally know of Julius because of me💀 I care so much about thinking about the underlying themes of BC and any other fiction I consume and see how it challenges my beliefs and my way of thinking. You may not consume fiction the way I do! But it most definitely affects reality💀

If you want a historical example, Harriet Beecher Stowe's "Uncle Tom's Cabin" converted many people to abolitionism because it brought attention to the horrible conditions of slavery.

And I can give you many, many, many examples about how fiction affects reality. But not in a one to one ratio. Just because I play COD or MW2 does not mean I want to pick up a gun and start shooting my friends.

"It is my coping mechanism for my trauma!"

Then book an appointment to a psychiatrist and tell them about this pro-shipping. See how that conversation would go down. Find a healthy coping mechanism. Nobody in their right mind endorses self-harm through unhealthy coping mechanisms.

To end it off, I'll say what I've said earlier,

What a luxury it must be to fantasize about incest, pedophilia and other BS like that in a positive manner when it is a nightmarish reality to many people.

I come from an ethnic culture where this is all so normal and the cycle of abuse continues. I don't want to talk about how it personally affected me because it is personal but, seek help. If you cannot, find healthy coping mechanisms. Pour all your pain out into art and writing if you must, but don't pretend for a second that it is good.

[jonghos-left-airpod]

Cooking with Husband! Sangyeon

Song recommendation: bawling by primary and OHHYUK

❤ its one of the rare day he's finally off work

❤just wants to spent time with his baby 😚🥰

❤ you guys were cuddling and watching movies until you heard his stomach growl

❤you were laughing until you felt your own do the same 😳

❤ goes through the fridge while you look up recipes

❤ if your short and can't reach the seasonings will laugh and reach over you

❤ hand the seasoning over with the sweetest smile

❤ while cutting vegetables will back hug you and guide your hands

❤ keeps whispering corny pickup lines in your ear boy shush jk dont lol

❤ if your frying stuff will laugh if you jump back when the grease pops

❤ " I got it baby make the rice"

❤ keep stealing glances with a smile at you while you do your task

❤ slow dances with you ( if you cant dance he'll pick you up and spin you around)

❤ when the food is done you both set the table

❤ pulls your chair out for you

❤ 8/10 would want to feed you

❤ cuts your meat up for you

❤stares while you happily eat away

❤ doesnt talk much but will smile and make funny faces at you

❤ after, you play a game of rock paper scissors to see who will wash the dishes

❤unlucky baby loses as always

❤but you feel bad so you offer to rinse while he washes

❤ wants to cuddle after

❤ In conclusion cooking with sangyeon is just a sweet wholesome experience. Definitely thinks about how he wants to cook with you more often. He even keeps recipes saved that he wants to try next time.

@minkyunmonet thxs for helping with my research

[simpingforthisonedeer]

Hey I saw that you had a tumblr and that we could ask questions about Fuego’s project

Chapter 16 was honestly really cool for setting up a lot of situations. It had a lot of unexpected stuff that makes me really excited for future chapters🔥

I like how you made a big change to canon because if it’s no longer the dark triad that’s the problem, then what would future problems be? I also like how the past wizard king is still relevant and comes back. And man I like the complex relationships you write. Jayce and Arthur may fight but they know that at the end of the day that they’re still on the same team and have each others back.

I really liked the interactions between the captains even tho it was very little, it gave us some subtle ideas about their personalities and dynamics. But uh oh they know Aika has time magic now I wonder what that’s gonna lead to.

You write the relationships between characters so well and true to canon but also give us more than just canon shows us so good job🔥❤️

Also, it’s so much like Aika to just give out an assignment instead of saying congratulations but I hope she’ll at least praise him for a job well done when he’s done😂

So what is he doing tho? I read into the concepts that you elaborated in your end notes and damn my head hurt.

ANON AAAAAAAA YOU ARE SO SWEET YOU PRAISE ME TOO MUCH

I really do love writing the complex relationships between characters and especially the canon ones because they are all outstanding individuals and we deserve to see how they shine even more through each other. When they say friendship is magic i really wanna show that so thank you anon!!

So Fuegoleon's project.

Yeah it is a doozy but I guess I'll try to give you more context and elaborate more.

So my idea of giving Fuegoleon a project came from my frustration that he didn't really have a spirit dive form yet or any sort of magic awakening

I am also a big fan of Fire Force and science and I loooooved how it showed the versatility of fire and it's role in science because it plays a big role in literally everything.

Black Clover has also shown the potential to be flexible in its magic despite having strict attributes through the various magic forms that people develop like Julius devloping transformation magic, zora using trap magic, ralph using memory magic, and magna using soul chain deathmatch.

Fire as a concept and physical medium has both spiritual and scientific aspects to it and Fuegoleon absolutely deserves to wield some of its cooler aspects besides an oversized lizard.

Fuegoleon's paper title is "Reversibility of Entropy through the Attribute of Fire: An Expansion on Laplace’s Demon."

Let me elaborate on the terms used.

The scientific term IRL is actually the "Irreversibility of Entropy." Entropy is basically how chaotic and random the world is. A solid state object has less entropy than a liquid state object and a liquid state object has less entropy than gaseous state objects. Basically gas is one of the more chaotic states an object can be. In real life science, you cannot physically reverse engineer some processes in the world because some phenomenon disperse in such random unpredictable ways.

Fire requires fuel, oxygen and heat. Once you create a fire and then extinguish it, you cannot bring back the original flame without using new materials and you cannot certainly bring back the materials used to create it in the first place. We currently don't have any processes that can do that because it is physically and theoretically impossible unless you reverse time.

Fuegoleon's job here is to bring back the fire created and extinguished by mana. He can do it using his fire magic but he would easily fall into just recreating the fire instead of reverse engineering it. So spoiler for future chapters, but he would essentially seal his fire attribute but still be able to use mana and use his familiarity with fire to bring back fire that was once there in a certain space.

It's basically a really elaborate science/mana experiment that tests just how much he knows fire as a magic form and also as a non-magic phenomenon.

Laplace's Demon is the concept that if you knew the past and present variable in any sciency phenomenon, you could predict the future of it. And that if you knew it's present and future variables, you could predict it's past. And this has proven to be untrue in our world because there is just a lot of randomness so you can't accurately predict anything but in a world of magic, it can be done because the people in it can physically interact with and move things in a way that we can't.

But yeah, I'm sorry for including nerdy topics in my fic but im also not sorry cus it's my fic 😝

Thank you for reading and I hope you'll continue to enjoy it!

[simpingforthisonedeer]

So does Lucius exist in your fic demons run or are you just gonna leave him out?

If lucius is gonna be in your fic, how is Aika going to react?

Lucius definitely exists in my fic! In fact, it all ties in well with all that I foreshadowed about Julius so far and with Evan's death and Jayce's magic, I have a way for Lucius to become active in my fic! I know that the manga implies that Lucius was sealed in Julius and with Julius's memories most prolly modified, but it in my fic, it makes more sense for Lucius to become involved NOW and not 6 or so years later. Because Aika is straying Julius from his path of failure and Jayce does something that he does not like at all.

So the moment Aika becomes aware of Lucius’s existence, she tries to kill him and he tries to kill her but they both cancel out so it didn't work. They don't make any further attempts because Julius begged them not to.

Any argument about world domination or human salvation that he brings up, Aika would tear him apart word by word. They absolutely despise each other but they only coexist because they both love Julius in their own way.

At first Aika feels betrayed and not entirely sure about dating Julius bc she wasn’t emotionally prepared to love two men but it’s a good thing she doesn’t like Lucius and Lucius doesn’t like her.

They only get on sort of good terms when they concoct an evil plan together. I won’t spoil it cus it’ll be in my fic sometime but yes. Then somewhere along the way, Lucius doesn’t realize it but he falls in love with Aika but she obviously doesn’t reciprocate. He loves her from afar and still loves her even after she betrays him in their little plan that they came up with.

In Lucius’s final moments, he asks why she couldn’t have loved him too and she is kind of surprised but it begins to make sense in her head and against her mind’s wishes, her heart begins to regret everything.

As he was closing his eyes for the last time, Aika, devastated, comes up with a new spell, her only time travel spell.

She sends him and only him, back in time, into another timeline, to atone for his sins. Julius didn’t come back with him so it was just him.

Lucius had seen Aika before when they were younger in Spade Kingdom War College. He only observed her but he never approached her. But this time, he did, changing his life forever.

Yk what, I feel inspired let me write an epilogue of sorts where Lucius is sent back in time and he meets Aika.

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hey *takes your mayo*

NOOOO DONT TAKE JULIUS FROM ME😭😭😭

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I just KNOW you secretly have a julius body pillow 🫵🫵🫵🫵 /j

NO I DONT BECAUSE MY HUSBAND WOULD STEAL IT😔😔

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ehehehe I know it's been a while and I am pretty sure this anon is you @whackdreamer so apologies for taking this long but here you go!

edit: I accidentally posted the one with the ask so I deleted that😭

❤️- Romantic Headcanon

Adra loves to lounge with you wherever you two are. On a sofa? You are cuddling. On a bed? You are the big spoon. Under a tree? You're holding hands while sleeping on your side. On a floating rock? You are sitting on his lap., arm across his shoulders.

It just feels so comforting to be pressed up against each other like that and Adra loves it.

💙- Angst Headcanon

Adra always knew he wasn't going to have a happy ending no matter what he did just because of who he is. So he lives a very hedonistic life, really numb to it all but always looking for the greatest pleasure. It started small, and now he finds amusement and pleasure in power struggles and watching the world literally end.

👄- Kiss Headcanon

Adra kisses like he is taking everything from you. Your breath, your heart, your body, your soul. He cradles your face and holds you close when he kisses you. He doesn't allow you to pull back to breathe, because it's all his.

His kisses are possessive and all consuming, and when you finally pull back and you're all dizzy, he smiles down at you, smug but oh so full of affection.

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where do you suppose marx has been all this while?

After Damnatio’s disappearance, I’m not sure if Lucius went back to being Julius or not, pretended for 1 year 3 months, and flipped the story on its head when Asta became a senior magic knight.

But whether Lucius was there or not, Marx was probably investigating(hopefully magic investigations makes a return😩) and I hope to see him again with some character development. Less uptight and more flexible, someone with more presence. He really deserves recognition for all that he’s done.