#took a surprising amount of effort but it’s so cute!!

[pink-n-spooky]

So I was thinking about how in the past you had to put in a lot of effort to make a mixtape for someone. Like you had to wait for songs to come on, yk all that jazz (I’m 19 and have no clue how it worked). Anyways, I’m soooo glad we can just makes playlists now, but making one for someone is a much smaller gesture than making them a mixtape. They can just totally be copy and paste. So I thought a fun way to spice it up and make it more personal would be to make playlist layouts customizable!! That way it really feels like someone made something for you.

I made a little edit of what I mean!! Plz ignore the playlist name and description, I think it’s clear enough :’)

Here’s what I’m imagining:

Before & after!!

Like I’d be so excited if someone made that for me.

[inuyashaluver]

ello! can i request a sisters bestfriend fic with niamh charles where youre jessie flemings sister and came to live with her and meets niamh and they fall in love

sister’s best friend - niamh charles

niamh charles x reader

description: in which your sister’s best friend are secretly dating, until your sister spots a hickey and it all comes crashing down

warnings: flirty, swearing, little long

a/n: this is a cute request hehe!!, thank you for the request, love, enjooyyyy!! ❤️ feeding you all with niamhy content x

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you and your girlfriend, niamh had a funny start to your relationship, through mutual pining and endless amounts of flirting, you began to date secretly, until it was blasted out to your sister.

—

you were also a footballer, playing alongside your older sister your whole life. the fleming sister duo was relentless and everyone knew that, hence why clubs would offer you both package deals just have you under their belts.

and so, in 2020, you and jessie were offered deals as a winger and a midfielder for chelsea, both of you agreed.

your sister may seem shy but she was always the one that made friends first. it took you quite a while to warm up to new people, not because you had anything against them, it was just..difficult for you.

it was one of the main reasons you confided in your sister but she didn’t mind, you were best friends and she wanted to protect her little sister no matter what.

the first time you and jessie went to training, you were extremely nervous. you stayed back while jessie acquainted herself with everyone, one person she particularly took a liking to was niamh.

you were changing into your boots when someone plopped down on the bench next to you, you look up to see niamh looking at you with a bright grin. “hey, you’re (y/n) right?” she questioned, you nod and smile shyly at her. “hi, you’re niamh?” you ask softly, she nods back at you, mirroring your shy smile.

you engage in small talk, finding yourself extremely comfortable around niamh. jessie, also changing into her boots beside you, looks pleasantly surprised to see you making friends. throwing you a wink and a thumbs up when you glance over at her.

you could all tell you were going to be best friends.

—

one day during training, you and jessie pair up for drills. during a mini game, you and jessie are on the same team while niamh is placed on the other. niamh makes an effort to be the one marking you for the match.

the girls obviously knew of yours and jessie’s reputation but seeing the two of you work your magic on the pitch was intimidating even for them, they were glad to have you on their side.

everytime you got the ball, it was difficult, niamh was able to predict your every move and it got you frustrated. it was the fourth time she was able to clear the ball from you, and when she heard you groan she laughs.

“good thing we’re teammates after all this, huh, fleming?” she says cheekily, running beside you as you watch the other team get a goal when sam gets a hold of the ball.

“yeah yeah, charles, whatever” you tease, trying to shake it off before the next play started. whenever niamh would mark you, her hand would make its way to your waist. it made you nervous, it made you even more nervous that she’d see the effect she has on your poor cheeks but she does. and she loves it.

—

you smile when you see jessie and niamh joking around with each other, they were goofing off and play fighting when jessie yells your name, causing you to turn and smile amusingly at them. they had gotten so close in a short amount of time, it was incredibly cute.

“help your sister!” jessie pleads, niamh was fully on top of her and pressing her into the grass of the pitch, you laugh while shaking your head and drinking your water just watching.

“no, (y/n), don’t help your sister!” niamh laughs, looking up at you with a charming smile that made your stomach swarm with butterflies.

“jess, i can’t really do anything” you shrug, laughing at your sister’s expression of betrayal, suddenly, she whispers something to niamh that you can’t hear, they both look up at you with mischievous grins and you make a run for it.

“get her!” jess exclaims, both of the girls hot on your trail as you sprint as quick as you could away from them, dropping your water in the process that jessie quickly picks up.

niamh reaches you first, lifting you up off the ground causing you to let out a little yelp of surprise.

“sorry, she put me up to this” niamh says lowly in your ear, you were sure you were bright red at this stage. niamh places you on the ground and straddles your waist, pushing you into the grass with her hips as she held your hands with hers, smiling at you apologetically but also cheekily.

jessie then bolts over, squeezing the entire contents of your water on you and niamh. you both gasp in surprise, obviously the water was just meant for you. jessie laughs loudly, bending over and holding her stomach while you both look at each other, drenched and in shock.

niamh still above you, rips off her training top and chucks it at a now running jessie, she’s now left in just her sports bra. you look up at niamh with an unreadable expression, she laughs when jessie falls over before she looks down at you, mouth slightly agape when your eyes meet. “oh, sorry!” niamh exclaims, moving off you and holding your hands to help you up.

“it’s okay” you breathe out, now unable to look at her. niamh swears her heart stops when she sees you take off your wet shirt also, watching as you wring it out with a shake of your head. both of you walking together in just your sports bras and shorts has you both extremely nervous, both of you internally conclude you like each other.

when you both near the change room, you both try to get into the door at the same time but failing. you both laugh and niamh places a hand on the small of your back to let you go first. your skin burns under her contact, slightly disappointed when her hand leaves.

at yours and niamh’s red cheeks, jessie looks at you challengingly, narrowing her eyes at both of you. she quickly lets it go, there’s nothing there and she knows it. (silly)

—

at yours and jessie’s flat, niamh would come over quite often as she lived really close, hanging out in your living room with jessie. sometimes you would hang out with both of them, not missing the way niamh’s eyes would brighten when you would sit next to her. at this point, both you and niamh knew you liked each other, you were both waiting to see who would make the first move.

you and niamh would shamelessly flirt with each other, surprised your sister wasn’t at least suspicious about the two of you. she thought it was innocent and just the dynamic between the two of you. the tension was growing between the two of you and everyone knew it, except for jessie.

—

it was a random game day, all of you agreed to carpool in jessie’s car. when you arrived at niamh’s place, jessie told you to go and get her, you hesitated but nonetheless got out of the car and knocked on the girl’s door with a shy smile.

she opens the door with a bright grin, she winks at you before bending down slightly to catch a glimpse of jessie’s car. “i need five minutes!” niamh yells, jessie just nods and waves her off, scrolling on her phone.

niamh smiles and nods her head to her door, inviting you inside. “you look pretty” she says sweetly, closing the door after you enter.

you shake your head amusingly, giving her a light shove, “you’ve seen me look like this almost everyday, charlesy” you smirk, she laughs and moves slightly closer to you, “yeah i know, but you look really pretty” she challenges, you smile and move slightly closer to her as well, making her smile nervously.

“you look really pretty as well” you say shyly, niamh moves her hand up to pinch your cheek quickly, moving quickly to grab her kit bag from her room.

you wait by her door, smiling when she comes out from the room, “got everything?” you question, you watch as niamh opens her bag and gives it a quick glance before nodding.

she walks up to you with a cheeky smile and you narrow her eyes at her, “i need to do one more thing” niamh claims, you nod, “hurry up then” you place a hand on the strap of her bag and she tugs the bag forward, causing you to stumble directly into her arms.

you look up at her in shock, both of you pink in the cheeks at the proximity. she trails her eyes over your features before settling on your lips, looking at your eyes quickly. you nod and she smiles, closing the gap and kissing you softly, you lean into her, placing a hand on the back of her neck to keep her close to you, she moves her hand to your waist, pressing you against her as you share the kiss.

she pulls away with a quick peck, you giggle once you pull away.

“what’s so funny?” she teases, kissing your lips once more to stop your little fit of giggles. “the time you finally make a move is when my sister is waiting for us outside to drive us to a game” you lean up to kiss her again, she tries to deepen it but you push her away gently,

“you look so good, i couldn’t help myself” she retorts, tugging her bag over her shoulder and winking at you. “let’s go then, pretty girl” she smiles cheekily at you, placing her hand on the small of you back and directing you to the car.

after fighting about who should have the front seat, niamh begrudgingly settles in the front seat when you squeeze her bicep warningly.

“five minutes? that was 7” jessie groans, starting the car again and driving off. “didn’t realise you were counting, baby canada” you tease, jessie glares at you in the rear view mirror and you and niamh stifle giggles when she curses you under her breath.

niamh subtly moved her hand behind the back of the front seat, you move your hand towards hers and hold it gently. when your hands make contact, she squeezes it every so often, making you both smile.

—

when you arrived at the game, you and niamh would look at each other subtly, giving each other little heart attacks when you would touch one another. whether it was a hand on the arm or back, it would have you both extremely shy.

during the game, you were passed the ball from jessie, you work it upwards towards the goal and see niamh open, you make eye contact quickly before sending it to her, letting out a bright smile when she sends it to the back of the neck.

you can’t help but laugh when she bolts over to you and lifts you off the ground, you subtly kiss the top of her head when you cradle her head to your chest. it was quick but felt slow motion to you and niamh. the moment between the two of you was interrupted when your sister hugs you both, kissing your cheek affectionately before she claps niamh on the back.

when you and niamh get into the change rooms first after full time, niamh hugs you again tightly, kissing your cheek repeatedly making you laugh brightly. “you’re the best” she gushes, kissing your lips quickly before pulling away before anyone comes in. “you’re the best” you mock her accent, receiving a little shove from her when you laugh a bit too much at her look of shock.

—

jessie drives you all back to your flat, all of you collapsing on the couch exhausted. you and niamh huddle up under a blanket as you watch a movie, you were cuddled up into her side as she drapes an arm over your shoulder, your legs intertwined under the blanket.

jessie smiles at the both of you, before focusing back on the movie. (she’s clueless and both of you can’t believe it) niamh absentmindedly rubs her thumb on your shoulder as she pulls you closer, occasionally whispering in your ear and making you both giggle with each other.

at one point, jessie stands up and claims she’s going to bed, “night, see you at training, niamh?” jess asks tiredly, halfway near her room as she spoke. “yep, night!” niamh yells after her, waiting for her to close the door before turning to you with a big smile immediately.

“i think it’s too late for you to go home, niamh, i think you should stay here to be safe” you say shakily as she kisses your cheeks softly. she hums against your skin, “it’s half past eight, baby” niamh says teasingly, letting her lips kiss all over your face.

“and? half past eight is late, you can sleep in my room” you smirk, she giggles and nods, leaning down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss, she cradles your jaw with one of her hands to keep you close to her, letting out a little gasp of surprise when your tongue swipes against her bottom lip.

at that, she quickly hoists you up on her waist, clumsily walking towards your room without breaking the kiss.

she closes your door gently and lays you down on the bed, pulling away breathlessly to look at you as she hovers over your body. you smile at her lovingly, her heart beats out of her chest. you both spend the night making out, the girl leaving a couple of marks on your body but you dismiss it, no one would see it anyway.

—

you woke up early in the morning for training, niamh sleeping soundly on top of you, her chest rising and falling as her arms are wrapped around your waist, head on your chest and your legs were tangled in the sheets.

you slot a hand through her hair, “niamhy” you say softly, smiling as she stirs. “niamh” you whisper, this girl needed to go home asap to get ready for training. “baby” you plead and suddenly the girl is wide awake, hovering over you with a smirk and kissing your lips quickly. “oh you little shit” you laugh when she parts from you, she squeezes your hips gently before getting out of bed, you let her out quickly, not before she pecked your lips repeatedly as you shoved her out the front door.

you get dressed for training and wait for jessie, “you’re up early” she says surprised when she walks into the kitchen. you shrug and hand her a protein shake, she takes it looking at your rare cheery self in the morning before grabbing her back and heading to the car. you were picking up niamh again.

when you pulled up to her place, jessie nods her head to the door and you excitedly get out to retrieve niamh.

when you knock on the door, it’s answered almost immediately, she grabs your hand excitedly and pulls you inside, yelling to jessie “give me 5 minutes!” again jessie waves her off and goes on her phone.

niamh smiles at you brightly before gripping your hips and pressing you against the door, kissing you sweetly. “hello, beautiful” she whispers against your lips, “hi, baby” you grin, pecking her lips quickly. she rushes to her room to get her kit bag, giving you a wave of deja vu. “got everything?” you smile, “no” she smirks and quickly kisses you, moving your lips with hers before she hastily pulls away.

“will you be my girlfriend?” she asks nervously, you grin brightly and nod your head, she pulls you closer and kisses you until you’re absolutely breathless.

slinging an arm over your shoulder while she opens the door and heads to the car.

—

training goes well, you pair up with jessie to keep her off your back, a few of your teammates caught the lingering looks and touches with niamh and smirked at you knowingly. it was clear everyone knew but your sister.

it was until all of you were in the change room and were getting changed to go home, you take off your training top and completely forget about your current appearance under the shirt. you hold your hoodie in hand about to change before you hear a fearful screech coming from your sister beside you.

“what the fuck are these?” she cries, staring at you chest completely bewildered.

niamh tenses from the other side of the room when she hears the scream, looking over at you nervously. everyone was watching you expectantly, “they’re bruises jess, they’re from the game” you laugh nervously, niamh looks between the sister duo nervously. jessie seems almost convinced until none other than sam kerr held her hand up for a high five at niamh, causing jessie’s eyes to widen, and causing you and niamh to sigh.

“niamh charles” jessie says angrily, niamh curses under her breath and shoves sam, but nonetheless moves over to you and jessie.

“hi” niamh breathes out, making you laugh but immediately stopping at the glare of your girlfriend and your sister.

“we were going to tell you, jess, it’s really fresh” you plead, holding niamh’s arms and pulling her close to you. “yeah i can fucking see that” she scoffs, referring to the marks littering your chest and neck.

“it’s serious, jessie, i really like her” niamh says earnestly, looking at you with an affectionate smile before settling back on your sister.

jessie looks at you both angrily before it fades into happiness, “this is good actually, if you get married, niamh will be my sister” jessie concludes with a shrug, you and niamh burn.

“jessie!” you yelp, hiding your face in niamh’s arm out of embarrassment, causing your girlfriend to giggle profusely.

jessie walks up to niamh, a serious expression on her features, “you hurt my sister, i hurt you, got it?” niamh nods understandingly, “never” she promises, smiling at your sister reassuringly when she claps her on the shoulder.

—

you and niamh have now been dating for over 3 years. jessie truly loved your relationship, happy to see her sister and her best friend so happy. you’d become a popular couple, people loving how your relationship was filled with love and laughs.

you and niamh brought out the best in each other and everyone saw that.

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you know the drill - just pretend it’s you, ily magda!!

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niamhcharles17: easy to say i’m a fleming magnet

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yourname: a hot one too

↳ niamhcharles17: my pretty baby

_jessflem: we have beef, charles

↳ niamhcharles17: what!

↳ _jessflem: you stole the innocence of my dear sister

↳ yourname: it’s been three years! get over it!

↳ _jessflem: no!

↳ niamhcharles17: sorry jessie

↳ yourname: baby, don’t apologise

↳ _jessflem: buy me a coffee and all will be forgiven

[darby-rowe]

18+ | nsfw | mdni cw fem!reader, teasing, implied cunnilingus at the end, not proofread notes uhh... started watching billy the kid!!! anyways here's billy n reader trying to have sex but the amount of layers reader is wearing gets in the way lolol

you squealed and giggled with delight as you and billy tumbled onto your soft bed sheets, your skirt and petticoat fluffing up around your legs. you let billy situate himself in between your legs as his lips met yours once more, tasting his warm tongue as it explored the inside of your mouth. a soft moan escaped your throat as your sensitive lips slotted against his. heat rose to your cheeks as you felt a slight smirk curl onto billy's mouth.

"missed ya," billy whispered in between kisses, pinning your hands above your head making you yelp slightly in surprise. "been way too long since i had ya to m'self,"

"oh, billy," you sighed, feeling the breath being taken away from you as billy began leaving a trail of kisses down your jaw onto your neck, making you whimper ever so slightly; his plush lips working on your sensitive skin.

the neediness from the two of you was palpable, and before you knew it, billy was already sitting back on his knees ready to flip the skirt of your pretty dress up and over to get to your pussy. however, a strike of disappointment crossed billy's face, his face contorting.

"what's wrong?" you asked, sitting up on your elbows.

billy looked at you. "how many layers you wearin', honey?"

you couldn't help but to laugh out loud at billy's frustration at how you dressed. "not a lot, handsome," you answered. "a girl's gotta put in effort to look cute, don'cha know?"

teasingly, you took one of your legs and pressed it up against billy's crotch, batting your pretty eyelashes up at your boyfriend. "c'mon, darlin', don'chu wanna taste me? make me scream your name?"

all it took was those magical sentences to make billy flip up your other layers of your petticoat and underclothes before burying himself in between your legs, tasting your sweet pussy at last.

and it didn't matter to billy that he was practically buried alive between your legs and underneath all your layers of clothing.

[reveluving]

If requests are still open I have one... Graves is having sex with his wife, and Price is watching them and he touch himself 😈 And his wife notice that Price is there but she can't say it to Graves because he makes her moan so much with his dick buried into her.

Are you TRYING TO KILL ME??? BECAUSE THANK YOU?? FAWK. 💀

Includes: wall s~mut (minors DNI!), soft (& slighly mean)!graves, mentions of nude polaroids, voyeurism & exhibitionism, licking, fingering, unprotected sex (p in v)

COD x shy!wife thots closed! Thank you, everyone, for your time & amazing minds! I sincerely hope I can do this again with y'all soon! 💌

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Being invited for dinner by the Phillip Graves was not on their bingo card.

Not that they didn’t like him, he was a good sport, almost like a brother, as evidenced by the good-humoured banter he has with them, especially with Johnny or Alejandro. But if he didn’t always go “can’t wait to see m’wife after this shit ends” every time they work together, then they would’ve assumed he was a casual hookup kind of guy.

So to be proven wrong when he took a polaroid of you—you hugging Kai, who was sulking at the doorway as it rained—out of his pocket, along with the silicone wedding band around his finger, well, it was safe to say they were pretty surprised. 

The SFW polaroid, of course, not the other ones.

Those were for his eyes only.

The invitees included the 141, then Laswell, along with Alejandro and Rudy, who were in town for work. God bless Graves for being ahead of them with the accommodations, not far from his house.

And as their day offs rolled around, you, on the other hand, got to work.

As usual, you did an amazing job with the food, from the proteins that he’ll help you cook once the party starts, down to the endless amounts of sides to choose from—the kinds that were both filling and bursting with flavour, an instant approval from the Southern blood in him. Somewhat enough to ease your worries about your hard work not being enough.

Meeting you had them wondering how a man like Graves managed to put a ring on a sweetheart like you. But the heart eyes they would catch in his eyes every time you were close by told them everything they needed to know about just how much he cares about you.

Of course, none of you could ever forget Kai, already rushing over to you at the front door when he thought he was going to go for a walk, only to perk up even more at the sight of more people.

More people meant more pets!

But back to the two of you; seeing you work together, balancing, with Graves’ more outgoing personality and you being soft-spoken yet perceptive, especially with his friends’ plates, it was all so… homey. No worries, no strategies, just smiles and laughs and gossip. 

After dinner, just as Graves expected, the team was astounded by your backyard patio—the perks of being married to a florist. The comfortable outdoor sofa and the small yet charming garden arrangement; everything well taken care of, plus the string lights added to the comfortable aesthetic feel, especially by nightfall. 

It took little effort to keep the conversation rolling, in addition to the snacks you had prepared with the beers. 

“I’ll be right back.” You whispered before kissing his cheek hastily, much to his amusement. You took your leave, only to scurry away at the door when he winked at you, uncaring at the thought of his friends catching his displays of affection.

But seeing his girl getting along with his friends so well? Her warm smile? Her cute little attempt to hide her laugh behind her hand? Putting her heart and soul into her cooking and her hospitality in general, despite your bashfulness?

Well, it was only fair to say thank you.

Graves-style.

Not even ten minutes after you entered the house, he stood up.

“I’m gonna check on the missus for a bit,” He waved his hand at them without looking as he headed to the sliding door, “You guys hang ‘round.”

And then, Price felt the need to stand on his feet, but not before scratching behind Kai’s ears one last time before the pooch moved to Gaz for more pets.

Price excused himself, saying he needed to splash his face a bit. He’s not drunk, far from it, but it has been a while since he’s had a relaxing time like this. And like the rest of the crew, he was not willing to miss out on the coziness of your home.

But the surprises never stopped when he heard a squeak, your voice unmistakable, just before he could turn the corner, where the kitchen, then the guest bathroom were. 

He didn’t dare to take a look at first.

“Phil!” He heard you yelp, followed by a drawn-out moan that you were trying to suppress in your husband’s shoulder. 

But fuck, your voice was so tantalizing.

Price held his fist against his mouth with his eyes closed, unsure if he was trying to drown out the sounds or put more focus on it. Then, his ears perked up at the squelching in between the fast-paced pistoning of Graves’ fingers in and out of your pussy.

The captain’s morality began to chip away, going just as insane as his friend when he chuckled evilly in your ear.

“Gettin’ a lil’ shy, pretty girl?” He didn’t make it any easier for you when he licked a large stripe up your throat, “S’alright, they’re just enjoyin’ themselves back there. ‘S just you and me.” 

You were already whining, albeit muffled as you bit your bottom lip as he held you up against the wall. With the way he was slapping your entrance, watching you with a knowing smirk, you knew he wasn’t going to hold back.

And as embarrassing as it was for Price to admit, he was thankful for it. Pumping his cock in his hand, following the same rhythm as the wet slaps of your hips. Your moans were just as hypnotic, short gasps and mewls every time Graves thrust back into you deeply. His tongue licked up the thin perspiration gathering on your exposed skin. 

Price was precise with his peeking, only doing so whenever he heard your muffled voice—when he was certain you were resting your head against his shoulder or even kissing him.

Those pretty lips.

But in the midst of his pleasure, he wasn’t careful enough, cursing under his breath while holding his firm grip on the tip of his cock when he heard you gasp, no doubt catching sight of him when he hid back behind the wall.

And yet, his feet were too heavy to move. Glued in his spot.

Praying to see more of you. Hear more of you.

Literally anything more.

“P–Phil,” Your nails massaged across your husband’s scalp, a silent plea for him to listen.

But you were too cockdrunk to even think about stopping him, let alone attempt to say a single word.

“Hm?” He hummed against the crook of your neck nonchalantly, slowing down his pace, but bottoming out just as deep to hear to whine, “Want me t’stop, baby?”

No. No no no. 

He couldn’t hear you, not with your incoherent babbling, but if you thought he didn’t understand what you were trying to say, oh, you couldn’t be any more wrong.

He wasn’t blind to the lingering looks some of the men gave you, not especially the captain’s. And though he had always known Price as ‘old-fashioned’ with his manners, he’d be stupid enough to think his courteousness with you didn’t mean anything more. 

But who could blame him? You were one in a million.

And when he, too, caught sight of the familiar figure before it hid behind the wall, he knew his suspicions were correct. 

And unless you told him to stop, to use your safeword, he wouldn’t even dream about pulling out. Not until he gets to feel it clench and quiver against him. To see your cum, both yours and his, dripping, even after he’s pulled your panties back up.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart,” He held your chin, a mix between a coo and a sneer. He snapped his hips once again, drawing a sputter out of you, “Do you want me t’stop?”

His smirk grew when your eyes darted sideways, knowing Price was still there, watching you being unravelled and ruined, then humming in delight when you finally answered.

“No.”

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[slayfics]

Katsuki makes you tea.

800 words~

You dropped the bag of tea leaves into your mug watching as the leaves slowly turned the water a different color. Today was filled with long classes and even longer training. It didn't help that you still weren't fully healed from an exceptionally challenging spar with your classmates earlier in the week.

You were excited to bring the tea up to your dorm and finally rest. Suddenly a loud explosion went off startling you and causing you to drop your mug. Your mug dropped and shattered, spilling hot tea and pieces of the mug all over the floor.

You looked up to see Katsuki booming with laughter, "Damn I got you good!" He exclaimed in between his laughs.

You rolled your eyes and bent down to pick up the broken pieces of the mug. Once his laughter subsided, Katsuki bent down and began helping you.

"Can't believe that I scared you that bad," He said mockingly.

You scoffed but ignored his comment, feeling irritated at the delay he caused to you finally getting back to your dorm to relax. Katsuki looked up from the mess to analyze your expression. You usually weren't so curt with him, that was when Katsuki noticed the burn on your arm that was still healing from your spar with him earlier in the week.

"Hey, what the hell? Why don't you have the burn ointment Recovery Girl gave you on that?" He asked.

You shrugged your shoulders as you walked over to the trash to toss the broken pieces of the mug, "It stings when I put it on," you explained.

"Tch- you're such a damn baby. How do you expect to be a pro hero someday if you can't even take care of yourself?" Katsuki barked at you.

Usually, Katsuki's words didn't get to you. You understood his harshness was just his way of caring, but today you were too exhausted to put in the extra effort it took to be patient with him.

"I don't know, I guess I just won't be a pro hero then," You said exhaustedly, grabbing another mug from the kitchen cabinet.

"Hu?" Katsuki grumbled, taken off guard by your defeated response. Your lack of initiative to engage in your usual banter with him made him realize how exhausted you actually were. Ignoring the guilt that bubbled up in his stomach Katsuki yelled at you, "Hey, step aside. I'll do that."

"It's fine I'll make another one, Bakugo," you said stubbornly, heating more water.

"Don't be a brat, give that to me," He said, grabbing the mug out of your hand. "Besides, you were making it wrong. If you're not feeling so well you should add some lemon and honey too," He said as he began to re-make your tea.

“How can you tell I’m not feeling well?” You asked surprised by his accurate observation

“Tch- it’s obvious, it’s all over your damn face. So just- let me make this for you alright,” he said stubbornly.

You couldn't help but giggle and feel your mood begin to shift. While Katsuki's demeanor was harsh as he made your tea, he was extraordinarily detailed. He was careful to make the water not too hot and was particular with the precise amount of lemon and honey he added to the cup.

"The hell are you laughing about?" He asked.

"It's just- you're such a tsundere it's cute," you replied.

"THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" He yelled.

His strong reaction only caused you to laugh more, "Being mad at being called a tsundere is soooo something a tsundere would do," You teased him.

"Tch whatever- you're just tired as hell and your brain is not working right or something," he complained.

You laughed and went to grab the finished tea from his hand but he pulled it back from you.

"No- I'm walking you to your dorm to make sure you don't drop this one too, you damn klutz," He barked.

"What?! I only dropped it because you scared me!" You argued.

"Make all the excuses you want, I'm still coming up there to make sure you put on that damn burn ointment you baby. I'll do it for you, but I don't want to hear you whining about how much it stings!" He said beginning to make his way to your dorm.

"Tsundere," You whispered under your breath.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY!?" He yelled, turning around the pupils, vanishing in his eyes from anger.

"I said thank you Bakugo," You lied.

"Hmpf- whatever let's go it's late as hell," He said, as you two made your way up to your dorm.

Tags: @derangedmango @queenpiranhadon @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee @i-heart-carlisle

[hexbees]

Draco notices you

pairing:: oblivious!nice!draco x slytherin!reader

summary:: you had shared potions with draco since first year but he doesnt notice you until sixth word count:: 731 a/n:: no voldemort so no oncoming war! dracos just a dumb dumb and oblivious. no use of y/n!

Stress burrowed its way into your brows as you stepped into Slughorns NEWT potions class. You scored an O on your OWLs and only feared the amount of work you'll have to put into the next exams. Ranking high in your year has always been important, not only to you but your parents as well. The thought alone is enough to settle a hunch on your shoulders. 

You at least felt good about being able to pick the table directly in the middle row, as not all the students had arrived yet. Slughorn was drowning on his greetings from his podium as the room filled. By the time your advanced potions book was situated perfectly center in front of you most spots had been taken besides the one left empty at your table.

When you felt the stool move back as the professor started his introduction it didn't even interest you to see who you’d be stuck with. It had never mattered in the past, you'd even lucked out with lab partners, most people adjoining themselves to their friends. It wasn't until Slughorn finished his speech that you'd taken the time to check what other sixth years had made it into the course. Only a few you could place names on; Harry potter (of course) and his red-haired friend. While most Slytherins had a vendetta against the young wizard he’d only ever been kind to you, so you sent him a smile that he returned with an awkward wave.

“Are you friends with Potter?” The voice came from your side, held a curious tone and sent pinpricks across your skin.

“No, actually. Just being kind.” You didn't take the time to look, you barely recognized the voice and it's not like you had real friends. Especially none that would be in this class with you.

“You're a Slytherin?”

That caught your attention. Six years at Hogwarts and it still surprised people that you could be naturally nice, it was almost aggravating. While most Slytherins dove straight into the stereotypes and embraced them, you never found the time. It took effort to be rude and even more effort to be a typical Slytherin bully.

“Mm” You hummed, finally turning to face the person. “As are you, Malfoy.”

His head tilted the slightest and his lips tugged loosely at the ends. He thought it was cute you’d still be kind while also being a little condescending.

“Are you new?” His pale eyebrows furrowed a little. He genuinely has never seen you before, at least he didn't think he had.

“Nope.” You let it fall from your mouth in the same tone as before, “I sat behind you in potions the last five years, actually.” It wasn't unusual for most students to be unaware of your presence. You'd flown under the radar most years, avoiding drama and parties. You'd spent time studying and reading for fun more than you did conversing amongst everyone else.

His brows only furrowed deeper, “Surely I'd remember that.” You could practically hear the gears screeching as they spun in his head, “Wait,” he snapped his fingers and smiled. If you looked close enough you could see the small dimple that adorned his cheek cutely. “You beat out Granger for, like, every potion assignment. Snape loved you.”

His statement brought your mood up just a bit as you smiled at him, bringing your hands together in your lap.

“Good to know my intelligence precedes me.”

His smile never faltered as he chuckled. “I can't believe we’ve never interacted before” His hair fell to the sides as he shook his head, almost in disbelief. 

Slughorn gained attention of the class again and before you knew it you had your first homework assignment at the top of your mental list while packing up your bag.

Draco tapped two fingers on the table in front of you, smiling when you looked up at him with a hum.

“I’ll see you at lunch?” He questioned, “I sit at the end closest to the professors table.” He made it sound like an invitation and you nodded your head quicker than you'd ever admit. His smile only grew at your response as he nodded back.

As you rose to your feet and followed the last of the students through the threshold of the class you couldn't help the giddy smile breaking out across your face.

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ Being Poly w/ Stray Kids {Summer Vacation D1} ♡

♡ I got a request for some poly fluff where you get to see how your boyfriends take care of you. I figured there's no better time than your first summer vacation together to experience it ♡

♡ Reader is a chubby babe ♡

♡ Felix ♡

the one you wake up to because he's been cuddling you all night, only really moving to go to the bathroom

has the morning voice of a demon but is a total angel, giving you kisses while asking about your dreams/how you slept

comes with you to do your morning skin routines together, cracking jokes to make you smile when you start feeling grumpy about being up so early

stays behind to straighten up the bathroom because he has to make sure his love eats breakfast before she starts the day

♡ Bang Chan ♡

fell asleep 2 hours ago but set his alarm to wake up and make you all of your favorite breakfast foods from back home

has a list of things to do/sights to see during this trip that he thought you might like. it took him weeks to put it together but you're worth the effort

set the room he's sharing with bini up just the way you like it so that you can come sleep with them tonight

massages your legs while you eat your food because being curled up in a cuddle ball for eight hours has left you a little tight

♡ Changbin ♡

picks out a pair of comfy clothes for you to wear and helps put your hair up into a cute, albeit messy, ponytail♡ changbin salon ♡

fills his backpack with ice water and whatever you want so you have everything you need for the run along the beach he's taking you on

puts aside his typically strict approach to fitness to turn the "run" into a playful game of tag that finally wakes you up for the day

gives you a piggyback ride when you get tired and pauses every time you hint that you see something you might be interested in

♡ Hyunjin♡

has the shower running for you when you get back to the house. he joins you if you'd like him to or hangs around outside talking about the most random things with you

already picked out an outfit for you to wear today so that the two of you match and encourages you to take your time with makeup

brings you with him to browse through cute shops on the boardwalk, buying you little souvenirs to take home

convinces you to pose for pictures for him and surprises you with them in a scrapbook down the line

♡ Lee Know ♡

steals you away to take you on a car ride to a super secret destination. also maintains his self control when Han and I.N insist on coming

said secret destination ends up being the kitty cafe you've been talking about every day since it popped up in your Insta feed

spends a good amount of money renting out a private room where you can stay as long as you want. you even get to name a cat

comforts you when you get a little teary eyed because you don't want to leave those sweet babies behind

♡ Han ♡

sees an arcade and immediately thinks it's the perfect thing to take your mind off of the fact that you, unfortunately, can't have 30 fur babies

goes super hard at every game he plays to make sure he wins enough tickets to get you the plushie that you want

distracts the other two completely and totally on accident when you're playing against them so that you never lose

keeps asking if you need anything/if everything's okay when the arcade starts to fill up more since he wants you to be comfortable

♡ I.N ♡

rides in the backseat with you, controlling the aux to shuffle through the playlist he made for you

has zero hesitation when it comes to singing along to songs with you, screaming the lyrics at the top of his lungs. he loves a good duet

rolls the windows down so that you can feel the ocean air and fixes your hair when the wind blows it all over

lets you take a nap on him if you get a little sleepy, quietly nagging Lino not to hit any bumps or make any sharp turns because he wants you to sleep peacefully

♡ Seungmin ♡

builds a fort out of pillows and blankets for the two of you to hide out in while the others bicker about what to do for the rest of the day

has you bring your plushie/souvenirs with you into said adorable fort because he wants to hear every little detail about your day so far

goes outside to get the grill started for dinner, knowing that the collective fear of him burning the place down will bring the other guys together

keeps you on his lap even when the others whine about it, sheilding you from the chaos of a stray kids dinner even if it means occasionally becoming the chaos himself

[bbyquokka]

burnt birthday cake

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | kim seungmin x fem reader

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 | fluff, smut – 18+ is strongly advised!

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 | seungmin and you get a little pre-occupied whilst baking a birthday cake

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | soft dom seungmin, established relationship, thigh riding, clit stimulation, breast/nipple play, oral (f & m rec), multiple orgasms, cum swallowing, small mentions of food, fingering, unprotected p in v sex, cock warming, cum on body, pet names.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 4.6k ~ ( 4,682 )

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dont repost. dont translate. minors, ageless & default blogs; dni! feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

birthdays have never been seungmin's thing. he doesn't like the fuss and the attention it brings him. it makes him feel awkward and uncomfortable when he has everyone looking at him whilst opening gifts or everyone singing him happy birthday; he's always found his birthday to be that extra bit exhausting.

he's appreciative of the time and effort you and everyone else makes for him, forever thanking you all for the love and gifts. one thing for certain is that the amount of love he feels is the greatest gift of all for him and he'd prefer that over something materialistic.

the weeks leading up to his birthday you've been asking him the same questions of “what do you want?” and “would you like to do anything?” seungmin's typical answer is always “nothing” which won't do for you and he knows that. he wishes you wouldn't spend x amount of money on him for one day but he can't deny that the excitement you feel for him makes his day feel that extra bit special.

so when seungmin tells you he wants nothing, you do the complete opposite and give him something, or rather, you craft him something.

having a birthday every year means you soon start to run out of ideas to gift him, so you took the liberty of browsing the internet for gift ideas for your boyfriend and that's when you came across coupons! 

it took you weeks and weeks to craft them to perfection as well as think of cute (and cheesy) ideas for them. having to keep it a secret from him has been the worst part. you're so full of excitement and anticipation that you just want to tell him and spoil the surprise.

you decorated the coupons in various colours, the main one being red. puppym sitting in the corners holding flowers, hearts or just simply smiling and blowing kisses. as the day grew closer and closer, that insecure feeling started to sink in.

all you have are coupons and that's it. will it really be enough for him?

you know seungmin appreciates everything you do but even so. the day before his birthday, you went out and bought some decorations to decorate the living area as well as some fake flowers, chocolates and a silver couples bracelet with heart charms that are broken but whole again when put together.

seungmin knows that you've been up to something, he can feel it in the air. he put it down to you just being excited about his birthday. you both do your usual bedtime routine before hopping into bed. you lie awake, carefully listening out for his soft snores that indicate he is in a deep sleep.

when you hear that adorable sound, you pull the duvet off slowly and swing your legs to the side of the bed. you slowly lift yourself up and tiptoe out off the bedroom, closing the door ever so slowly behind you.

you set to work blowing up balloons and decorating the living area in birthday decorations. you write out a card for him, sprinkling some fake rose petals on the floor leading from the bedroom door to the coffee table that you've decorated in the same petals and his gifts. 

it takes you a good hour and a half to make sure everything is to perfection. once you feel confident enough, you tiptoe back into bed and sleep until the next day.

you're the first to awake the next morning. you roll to your side to be met with a puffy faced, hair tousled seungmin whose lips are parted and soft snores escaping. you coo a little, feeling your heart melt at how adorable he is before kissing his puffy cheek gently.

“minnie.” you whisper between each kiss. he stirs in his sleep and groans, a groan that's laced thick with sleep. “wake up. it's your birthday!”

“mhm.. what time is it?” he asks, his eyes still closed but he's conscious of his surroundings. you look at the digital clock.

“it's past nine.” you respond. seungmin groans and gently grabs you, rolling you over to the side and holding you close to his naked chest. you laugh softly before nuzzling into his warm and soft skin.

“few more minutes.” his voice thick with sleep and body heavy. you allow him to suffocate you in his arms and body heat, his chest rising in a steady tempo. those soft snores are once again heard indicating that your sleeping beauty has fallen back asleep.

you allow him a couple minutes of rest before gently shaking him. you feel bad for waking him up knowing he probably really needs some rest, but today is his birthday and you're excited (as well as nervous) for him to receive your handcrafted gift!

“c'mon sleeping beauty. wake up!” you say as you gently shake his tired body. he groans and mumbles before his eyes slowly peel open. you grin, kissing him on the lips suddenly. it takes a few seconds for his brain to register but that doesn't stop him from pulling you back to him and giving you a sweet and passionate kiss.

lips moving and moulding together perfectly. his hands caressing the small of your back. your fingers tangling in his hair. he hums softly as he deepens the kiss by sliding his tongue along your bottom lip. you part them slowly, allowing his tongue to freely slip inside your mouth and play with your own.

legs tangled together, seungmin lifts up his leg and presses his thigh against your clothed core. you gasp a little, the feeling of excitement bubbling in your stomach and heat hugging your groin. oxygen becomes little to nothing very quickly, saliva mixes together and seungmin's hands travel from your back to grip onto your hips where he guides them back and forth.

your clothed core rubs against his thigh slowly. it's not as pleasurable as if you were to be naked but the kissing, the sucking, the guiding and the friction is heightening it all which makes you feel wet.

seungmin pulls from your lips briefly to kiss your neck. he peppers kisses along the skin, his hands gripping your hips as he rocks you on his thigh. you grip onto his shoulder gently, the bed squeaking due to the movements as you let out soft moans.

“seungmin..” you softly moan out. he hums and ever so gently kisses your earlobe. it tickles, which causes goose bumps to rise to the surface of your skin. soon enough, you're rocking your hips on your own, seungmin letting go of them to slide his hand between the two of you to slide your panties to the side.

you gasp as the cold air hits your hot pussy. seungmin's fingers dance along your hot skin until his fingertips reach your clit where he slowly rubs slowly circles.

“m-minnie.” you gasp.

“shh, pretty. let me take care of you, mkay?” he whispers in a low and seductive tone. you succumb to him instantly, nodding your head and closing your eyes slowly.

he toys with your clit. fingers rubbing agonising slow circles. he tenses his thigh, the muscles hardening to provide you with more friction. you gently grab his hand and slide it under your top, silently begging him to play with your breasts whilst you ride his thigh.

your juices coat seungmin's skin which makes it easier for you to glide on. his hands cup and massage your soft breasts, giving them hard and gentle squeezes. you pant softly, seungmin burying his face into your neck as he pinches and tugs on your hard nipples.

seungmin's scent. his sounds. his touch. it's making you feel dizzy. you desperately rock on his thighs, desperately chasing your fast approaching orgasm. heat pools in the pit of your stomach, threatening to overspill. you grip onto seungmin as tight as you can whilst his fingers toy with your sensitive and hard nipples.

he rolls the buds between his thumb and finger, tugging and pinching them. each moan that emits from your chest shoots straight down to his hard cock, which is straining against his underwear. everything you do and say makes him twitch and heat to hug his cock and balls tightly.

“you're so pretty.” he whispers. “you're so pretty riding my thigh. does it feel good baby? riding my thigh and having your nipples played with?”

“fuck. yes!” you grunt.

“will you cum on my thigh pretty? show me how much you truly enjoy it.” you simply nod and hum. your eyes fluttering shut, movements sloppy and uncoordinated.

you grip onto him for dear life as you moan his name out. your orgasm washes over you in an instant, juices coating seungmin's thigh as you lazily rub your pulsating pussy on him to ride out your high. 

you come down from your high to find seungmin staring at you in a needy fashion. his bottom lip being chewed on and brows pinched in the middle.

“help me, please.” you simply nod before diving under the duvet. seungmin rolls onto his back and lifts his hips up for you to pull down his underwear.

you shuffle between his legs and grab the base of his hot shaft. you pump him a few times, loving the way he twitches and groans before licking your lips and encapsulating his length in your moist mouth.

“shit!” seungmin groans. his lips part as you bob your head at a steady pace. you use your hand to stroke what isn't in your mouth making sure to synchronise the movements together.

you flatten your tongue to stroke the underside of his skin, occasionally rubbing his tip along the inside of your cheeks. you pull away from a brief second to lick up and down his shaft from base to tip, giving that extra bit of love on his red cock head.

tongue flicking and swirling around him, collecting his salty precum that's free flowing from his slit. his cock and balls twitch in your hand and his thighs tense. 

you wrap your lips around his cock head once more, slowly lowering your head to take a little over half of him. mouth stretching at the corners, tip threatening to reach the back of your throat. you close your eyes and hum around him as you suck him off. your free hand massaging and playing with his balls.

“fuck, i can't!” seungmin moans desperately. he twitches in your mouth a few times, the pleasure getting too much for him to handle. his body is hot and penis is feeling way too good for his mind to comprehend.

“if you don't pull away, i might cum.” seungmin warns to which you ignore. “fuck!” 

with a few more sucks and licks, seungmin groans deeply. his penis twitches inside your mouth as his cum coats your tongue and throat. you hum around him, slowly pumping him whilst keeping your head still.

his muscles twitch in time with his release. his mind slowly turning to mush. you swallow all his cum as you continue to pump him. his penis becomes sensitive as he comes down from his high.

“b-baby, enough.” he groans. you hum and pull him out of your mouth with a wet pop before returning to the surface. you're pleased to see your lover all flushed and wide awake, his skin coated in a thin layer of sweat. 

“good morning.” you giggle. seungmin hums softly as he sits up, the duvet shimming down his body in the process.

“morning darling.” he kisses your lips sweetly before getting out off bed. you watch him grab some clean underwear before looking back at you. “coming?”

knowing what he was insinuating, you nod and follow him to the bathroom after taking some clean underwear yourself. you both do your daily morning routine before hopping into the shower to wash the smell of sex off you both and to freshen up for the day.

once clean, dried and dressed, you drag seungmin to the living room. his eyes widen at the sight of the birthday decorations and balloons you spent hours putting up.

“all of this is for me?”

“of course silly! it's your birthday after all. now, sit!” you gently push him to the sofa. he laughs and sits down as you hand him your card.

his phone pings and vibrates with the various text messages of family and friends that are wishing him a happy birthday. he turns his phone screen side down, sighing a little as he opens your card.

“are you not going to answer those texts?” you ask.

seungmin shakes his head no. “not yet. i want to spend time with you first, you're the number one important person in my life.”

“smooth.” you mumble. he winks at you before pushing back his soft and fluffy hair. he reads your card and smiles warmly at you before thanking you. next, you hand him your handcrafted gift; the gift you've been anticipating the most.

“what's this, baby?” seungmin flicks through the coupons, smiling at the little puppym's you've doodled. 

“they're coupons! every time you want to do something that's on the coupon, give it to me and we do it. no questions asked!”

“no questions asked, you say.” seungmin hums with a smirk on his face. he flicks through the various offers, humming and making a mental note of which ones to use later.

“ah! this one.” he rips the coupon from its booklet and hands it to you. you read it and giggle.

“this one? really?” he nods and grins. “now?”

“of course! you did say no questions asked, baby.”

you look down at the coupon again and smile. your heart swelling with such love, it's suffocating. butterflies swarm your stomach and flutter around with your heart pounding against your rib cage.

‘BAKE A BIRTHDAY CAKE WITH ME!’

“then, let's bake a cake for you darling!”

you rush to the kitchen with seungmin slowly following you behind. his head buried in his phone as he replies to all the birthday messages. whilst he does his task, you grab the ingredients needed for the cake.

you start by mixing the ingredients together. shortly after, seungmin approaches you from behind and holds your waist as he kisses your cheek gently.

“sorry about that. i got bombarded with messages.”

“it's ok minnie. i understand.” seungmin rolls his sleeves up and washes his hands before helping you.

“the guys want to take me out for a birthday meal tomorrow, if that's ok.”

“of course it's ok. you know i'm fine with stuff like this.”

“i know but it's always good to run it down with you just so you're aware. there's probably going to be some drinking involved so it's best to prepare you for the worse.” he laughs.

“and by worst you mean, you stumbling home drunk and crying about how much you love me and that you didn't mean to get drunk and you hope i'm not mad at you.”

seungmin clears his throat as heat rises up to his cheek from his neck.

“let's not talk about that.”

“oh but it was so adorable minnie! i wish i caught it on video. you were just being so precious.”

“baby.” he whines, bottom lip sticking out in a pout. “stoppp.”

“ok ok, i'll stop. but only because it's your birthday.” seungmin laughs before shaking his head. you pour the batter into a cake tin before adding it to the oven to bake.

as you're putting the batter in the over, seungmin grabs his coupon book and rips one out before handing it to you. you look at it, then at him with a blush.

“minnie, we just–”

“i'm horny and i want to fuck you.” you swallow and bite your lip gently. seungmin walks towards you and grabs you by the waist, pulling you close to his body. “it's my birthday, so i expect you to take good care of me, yn.”

“of course, minnie.” you whisper against his lips before they're pressed together in a passionate and heated kiss. seungmin lifts you up by your ass, your legs around his waist as he walks to the dining table where he gently places you down.

he fumbles with your clothing, slowly pulling your trousers and underwear down your legs and onto the floor. his lips stay locked onto yours, tongue pushing past your lips without permission.

he tastes the inside of your mouth, leaving no space untouched. you hold onto the sides of his neck, your fingertips being tickled by his hair.

seungmin pulls away briefly and lifts your top up to expose your chest and soft stomach. he plants kisses down the valley of your breasts before trailing them to your left breast where he sucks and bites on your hard nipple.

you grunt, fingers raking through his soft hair as you watch him suckle on your breast. he makes sure to pleasure your neglected right side, squeezing the soft flesh and rolling it around in the palm of his hand before teasing and toying with the nipple.

“oh minnie..” you sigh out softly. he detaches himself from your boobs, kissing down your stomach to your pussy. he grabs your thighs and pulls you closer to him so your lower half is just hanging off the edge of the table.

you lift yourself up as seungmin crouches down in front of your cunt. you use your hands to support your weight as seungmin buries his face into your pussy.

his lips instantly attached to your clit and folds, tongue licking between them and collecting your wetness. he holds your thighs gently as he devours your pussy, getting it nicely coated in saliva and juices.

his tongue dips into your entrance and back out again to then glide it between your puffy folds to your clit when he licks fast circles. he looks up at you through his lashes, his eyes dark with hunger and lust. you push his bangs back and away from his eyes before gathering it in your hand and tugging gently as you moan.

he lets out a grunt, eyes slowly closing as he gets lost at the task in hand. he flattens his tongue, pressing it flush against your clit as he licks long and slow stripes.

you feel two of his fingers slowly circling your entrance. sloppy and lewd sounds being made by your cunt as he rubs, licks and sucks until finally, he pushes two fingers slowly inside your aching core and stopping at the first knuckle.

the stretch burns which makes you hiss a little so seungmin waits a few seconds before pumping his fingers slowly. he scissors his fingers out in an attempt to loosen you a little, groaning as he feels your walls flutter and tighten around him.

your head kicks back as you moan his name softly. the pleasure from his mouth and fingers slowly building and building, resulting in it becoming too much too quick.

his fingers curl against your gummy walls. more of his fingers being pushed inside you until they're fully encapsulated. his speed picks up as he nibbles and licks your sensitive clit.

the heat pools in your stomach and threatens to snap. your thighs shake and broken moans leave your lips. your thighs threaten to shut around seungmin's head but you somehow manage to stop it from happening.

“seungmin.. cum..” you pant. a few more licks and thrusts of his fingers and your orgasm hits you. your body shakes and convulses, walls fluttering and contracting around his fingers as he fingers and eats you through your orgasm. you gently push him away as you come down from your high, smiling lazily as seungmin stands up and unzips his jeans.

he pushes them and his underwear down enough to fish his hard cock out. your eyes widen as he teases your entrance with his tip, rubbing it between your puffy folds and soaking his shaft in your juices.

“i want you, yn. just bear with me, please.” he slowly pushes his thick length into your tight vagina. you hiss at the burning stretch, your cunt tight from your orgasm. it knocks the air out of your lungs, your body burning but feeling unbelievably good.

seungmin pushes half his length inside you, his brows furrowed together as he pants heavily. he bites down in his bottom lip as he agonizingly waits for you to adjust and get used to his size.

your pussy feels so warm to him. his penis twitching inside you as he struggles with every passing second. your so tight around him, practically clamping down around his length. how you feel is making his nerve ends set on fire and his body to burn up to the point where he has to strip himself of his t-shirt.

“can i move? please say i can move.” he begs, his hands shaking with pleasure. you nod, giving him the go ahead he so desperately needed to hear.

he rocks his hips slowly, his shaft rubbing you on the inside at a slow and steady pace. he braces himself, calms himself down by taking deep breaths in and releasing it out slowly.

he doesn't want to hurt you. he can feel how tight you still are, even after waiting. you're so precious to him, however, as soon as he hears your desperate moans and begs for more, does he snap.

all rationality leaves his body. his hands gripping onto your waist as you lie flat on the table. your legs around his waist loosely as seungmin pounds into you. he angles each thrust, pushing more of his length inside until he is balls deep.

“here... c'mer.” he speaks through his heavy panting. his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead as his chest glistens. you slowly lift yourself up to his level, seungmin planting his hands by your sides on the table as he kisses you sloppily.

it's messy, uncoordinated and filled with heavy panting and moans. he uses one hand to hold your lower back to stabilise you a little as he slows down his tempo.

“i love you yn. i hope you know that.” he whispers against your lips as his hips move much more slowly. his thrusts are long but somewhat calm.

“i love you too, minnie. always have and i always will.”

“i don't know what i'd do without you.” he words lodged in his throat as he presses his forehead against yours gently. you smile warmly, stroking his hot cheek.

“then don't think about it. you're stuck with me forever, my love.”

“forever and always?”

“for eternity.”

his lips press against yours once again. this time, the kiss is slow and more passionate. lips moulding and moving together in perfect harmony. soft and breathy moans exchanging between the two of you as he strokes your lower back, gently caressing the skin which causes goose bumps to erupt to the surface.

his penis strokes your gummy walls as they clamp and flutter around him. his length soaking in your juices as he thrusts slowly, angling his thrusts to hit all the right places deep inside you. 

he rests you back down on your back and grabs your hips. he resumes his powerful and deep thrusts from before, lust and hunger overcoming his mind.

“feel so good around me. your clamping around my cock so tightly. i can feel you fluttering.” he groans.

“it's your fault. you've made me like this.” you state. seungmin hums in acknowledgement, clearly proud of the way he has corrupted your mind and body to think and feel of nothing but him and him only.

the table rocks and creaks with each movement of his hips, threatening to break the study wood. you desperately reach out for something only to bite down on your first gently which also muffles your moans.

seungmin's head kicked back, neck on full display as his lips part. he's lost in the moment, lost in the feeling as are you.

“so good. so good!” he babbles, his penis twitching inside of you multiple times. due to your earlier orgasms, your third one of the day is quick to approach. your body sweats as the oversensitivity builds and builds and builds. you see stars as your mind fogs over and nothing but a faint buzz in your ears.

you clamp around seungmin tightly, stomach dipping. you reach down and grip onto your shaking thighs as you choke out “cum.”

walls fluttering and contracting around him, he watches your back arch up off the table and empty moans leave your lips. you whine and groan as your toes curl and your juices continually spill out onto seungmin's length. he strokes your inner thighs gently, stopping his thrusting for a brief second.

you slowly come down from your high and gasp, the air coming back to your lungs. seungmin smirks at you before thrusting again. this time, he is uncoordinated and sloppy. his balls and cock twitching and getting warm, his grip on your thighs tightening and tightening.

he squeezes you before he abruptly stops and pulls his cock out off you. he pumps himself fast, head hanging low as he ejaculates onto your thighs, coating them nicely in his cum.

he pumps himself, body twitching and legs turning to jelly. his head hanging low as you watch thick ropes of hot cum land on your skin. you sit up and gently push his hair back as a way of soothing him and helping him come back to you.

“shit.” he whispers breathly. his chest heaving as he looks up at you with tired eyes, giving you a small lazy smile. “that was good.”

“yeah?” he nods and looks at the mess on your thigh, swallowing a little and looking guilty.

“sorry about that. we just, didn't specify beforehand.”

you shake your head, disregarding his statement. “It's ok minnie. i don't mind.” you wink at him which causes his cheeks to flush pink. you giggle before frowning.

the smell of something burning hits your nostrils. you sniff the air a few times, confused on what it could possibly be. seungmin notices and does the same, his own brows furrowed together in confusion.

“do you smell that?” you ask him as he nods slowly.

“yeah. smells like something is burning.” 

and then the realisation hits you. the birthday cake!

“shit shit shit!” you shuffle off the table, rushing to the kitchen and opening the oven door to be met with a faceful of hot steam and a harsh burning scent. you cough a little and fan your hand in front of your face to disperse the steam.

seungmin opens the window as you take the cake out of the oven. you look down at it and laugh before turning around to face your birthday boy. 

the cake is caracoled, beyond saving. no amount of jam or frosting can help save the poor thing. you laugh softly, finding the whole thing amusing as does seungmin.

“sorry. i guess we forgot about the cake in the heat of the moment.” seungmin chuckles softly and ruffles your hair.

“i guess we did but hey, at least we had fun, right.” he winks. “anyways, we can always buy a cake so it's ok.”

“was the fun worth it for a burnt cake?”

“of course!” you laugh softly and discard the cake. seungmin walks to the bathroom to shower once again.

“hey, baby.” you say, causing him to stop in his tracks and look at you. “happy birthday, seungmin.”

he beams at you. his heart pounds against his chest and stomach fills with butterflies. his eyes sparkling with love and admiration for you as he gazed at the person he loves and treasures so much.

“thank you darling. now, are you going to join me?” he holds his hand out to you. you rush to him, sliding your hand into his. he intertwines his fingers with yours, kissing the back of your hand gently.

“of course i am!”

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 | i've been wanting to post this for WEEKS btw!! i've been so excited to share this with everyone! i hope you all enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it !‹3‹3 don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. curious as to what is next? here is my wips list! i hope you all enjoy! ‹3

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𝗠𝗬 𝗙𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗬 𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘

au! no apocalypse abby anderson relationship headcanons

tags: no outbreak, college student abby, fluff

+ The beginning of Abby's life started out like one from the movies. For a while, life for the Andersons was perfect, until her mother tragically passed away. It was a shock to the whole family, but Abby barely remembered the woman by the time she had turned four and those few memories were now lost for good.

+ Since Jerry raised her by himself, practically since birth, Abby evidently lacked a mother figure. There were the other kids' moms but not one she could call her own. The fact that she had no mother hadn't bothered her much before, actually she rarely ever thought about that part of her life. Until middle school when she hit puberty and Jerry realized that no amount of effort he put in could match that of a woman, someone who knew exactly what Abby was going through. Consequently, Marlene started coming around more to help out; Jerry regarded her as his closest friend and believed she would be a good role model for his daughter.

+ Abby went on to pursue medicine, more specifically surgery but she's still wondering which branch. It's leaning towards neurological surgery, the same as her father.

+ Aside from her medical studies, she plays for the college's lacrosse team. Needless to say, she's the best on the team. Teammates love her, coaches, student fans... Hell even the other team can't help but practically swoon over her. She's just so naturally charismatic and considerate, it doesn't matter if she's on the field. You can catch her checking up on the other players to ask how they're feeling or to give them borderline unwarranted praise. It's just a game at the end of the day, and although she wants to win, enjoying the sport with everyone is more important.

+ You and Abby literally run into each other when meeting for the first time. She's rushing to class because for the one time ever she's late; when suddenly she turns a corner and bumps right into you. For some reason, she disregards all previous efforts in favor of asking you out.

+ She lives at home with her dad, opting to commute rather than dorm. Given that it's been just the two of them for so long, leaving Jerry behind would fill her with too much guilt. Abby doesn't care about living away from campus, especially since Jerry respects her and every part of her life, even the parts he may disapprove of.

+ Don't let Jerry catch you with Abby when she's skipping class. Once or twice is a lapse in judgement, but any more is a pattern and it'll make him think you're a bad influence. He'll scold her in front of you, no shame.

+ Jerry secretly enjoys your presence in the house, noticing how it seems more full of life when you're over. Try to study with Abby, medical terminology is the easiest to help with being that it requires nothing but a term and definition to teach. A couple flashcards later and Jerry will practically give you his blessing.

+ Speaking of, she can't wait to get married. It's something she's dreamed of since she was a little girl; to be so in love with someone that you decide you'll be together for the rest of your joint lives... It was a cute belief until she learned about divorce. Still, she remains overly optimistic in terms of love, believing that whoever she's meant to be with will find her.

+ And you, you really make her happy. She's always been a joyful individual but you've taken that tendency to new extremes.

+ Abby uses old-fashioned dating moves like the ones she's observed from all the classics her dad made her watch in order to 'educate' her. Out of the blue, she'll show up on your doorstep with flowers and chocolate; it's a timeless gift. Takes you on surprise dates when you let her. One time she took it too far and surprised you with dinner to some high-end restaurant you've been wanting to try. Thoughtful idea with an awful execution since you didn't dress for the occasion at all. She didn't even notice until you pointed it out, she was too busy looking at your pretty face to care about anything else.

+ Does not let you pay for stuff! Jerry gave her a card under his name when she turned 18 because he wanted Abby to have total focus on her education and extracurriculars (alongside an active social life). He trusts her completely and knows she's not the type to abuse his kindness by making useless and/or expensive purchases.

+ Dates with you are a necessity, though; it's a weekly thing the two of you committed to within the first month of getting together. Abby thinks it's crucial to set aside one night to eat together face-to-face, she finds the whole ordeal intimate and domestic in an unexpected way.

+ It's probably a month or two in the relationship that she asks if you want to spend the night. In the morning she's almost begging you to sleep over again that night, telling you she'll order in your favorite food and the two of you can watch a movie before a fuck cuddle sesh.

+ The smartest gf ever, she likes keeping you informed on the subjects she's learning about in class. It actually helps increase some of your medical knowledge just by being around her, she's a natural teacher after all.

+ She tries to see you as much as she can around her busy schedule. If she can't see you that day she calls and texts when she's got a second to be on her phone; And she always makes up for lost time. After a quick reunion, she'll lock the two of you in her room for hours, letting you know exactly just how much she missed you.

+ Abby has a bright future ahead of her in this world, one she plans on sharing with you.

— ♡☆

[eddiemunsonw]

Library visits

PART 1

Gator Tillman x fem!reader

Summary: You see a familiar face coming in your place of work (the library), and you aren't too thrilled about it at first. However, sometimes a familiar face can be full of surprises too.

CW/Disclaimer: None, I think? Mention of death, maybe that?

Author's note: I was in need of some cute shit, though this is mostly just the build up towards the cute shit

Words: 2332

You inhaled deeply, ready to sigh tiredly when a coughing fit took that opportunity away. With all the dusty books around you, it was no surprise that your lungs were in desperate need for some fresh air.

Only recently you had started to sort out the really old books to see which ones needed some slight fixing. Which meant opening them up, as well as dusting them off. It wasn’t like the library you worked at was a musky place or anything, there was just this old section that rarely got any attention. Up until now, at least.

After putting some books back on the bottom shelf for the time being, you decided to take a break and have some tea. However, the moment you got up also became the moment you fell down again. You heard a voice apologize and you sighed, brushing yourself off as you plastered on a smile before greeting the guy.

“I’m so sorry— I wasn’t paying attention.”

“It’s fine don’t worry ab—”

There was no way.

None other than Gator Tillman was staring you down and you felt the insufferable need to swallow. And cough some more, because of the dust that settled somewhere in your lungs. He looked pretty much the same as he had in high school, just ten years older. The most distinct difference was probably his hair, which had lost the slicked back look he used to have. Instead, it was a bit wild and messy, but in a good way. Who knew his hair could actually have this much volume if not slicked back with endless amounts of gel? As you got up, you noticed he awkwardly stuffed his hand back into his pocket, as if he had wanted to help you back up.

As if. 

You smiled politely at him with some effort, and when he returned your smile it confused you a bit until you realized. He did not remember you. Which was unsurprising, but still annoying enough to make you drop your smile instantly, much to his confusion. You had no energy for this today, none at all. Just as you decided to walk past him, he quickly spoke up.

“Uh— I’m actually uhm, looking for a book?”

His voice came out a little strained, as if asking for help physically pained him. You slowly turned back around.

“You, need a book?” The condescending tone wasn't hard to miss, and you kind of hated yourself for it but you couldn’t help it. That guy had never touched a book in his life. Apart from porn magazines and comics, maybe.

“Yeah…? Do you— do you not work at the library?”

He looked around and then back to the name card that was pinned to your chest, as if he needed to make sure he wasn’t in the wrong place or something, asking the wrong person.

He definitely asked the wrong person, regardless of the fact that you worked here.

“Yes.”

“Okay…” he breathed deeply, taking one step forward causing you to automatically take one step backwards. A twitch in his brow conveyed his slight annoyance.

“I’m looking for… Princess Ella.”

“Princess Ella?” You asked, blinking a few times.

“Do you have it?”

You fought the urge to roll your eyes at his impatience.

“Yeah… not sure if we have it on hand though.”

“Oh. Can you—”

“I’ll check.”

Gator hesitated on following you but ended up doing so anyway when he realized you were walking towards the other side of the library. His eyes followed your movements in silence as you scanned the shelves.

“Did you look here?” you asked when you spotted the book.

“Uh— no I just… asked.”

“I see. Here,” you said as you pulled the book out of the row and handed it to him. “This the one? Princess Ella is a series, this is the first.”

Gator frowned as he took the book from you and took in the cover.

“I think so…”

“What do you need it for, anyway?” It was out before you knew it. You’d normally never speak to a customer like that, however curiosity took the better of you. Gator seemed taken aback by the question and his soft expression turned sour.

“None of your business. So, do I check out? How does it work?”

“Do you have a library card?”

“No.”

“Then you’ll have to get one of those first. There are several plans, depending on how many books you want to borrow a year—”

“How the fuck would I know how many books I’m gonna borrow?”

“You take a guess.”

“Are you always this friendly to new customers?”

“I tend to be friendlier.”

“Then what did I do?”

“If only you knew, right?”

“Yeah, I’d love to know actually.”

“Shucks.”

Gator seemed ready to storm out the building. His need for the book seemed to trump that desire though.

“I’d like a library card, please. The middle plan or whatever.”

“There are actually four—”

“Just get me a goddamn card, woman!”

His patience long gone gave him more of that spicy hostility he naturally carried around him in school. Demanding he’d get what he wanted and if people didn’t want to dance to his demands, he’d make them. This persisted during his jock “career”. After his accident, he lost most of his bite. Kept to himself, struggled to graduate now that he was fully reliant on studying rather than being a good quarterback.

“Alright… I’ll just give you the second tier, then. You can always up your subscription, should you need more.”

Gator watched you as you calmly entered his name into the computer, screen turned a little so he could watch along.

“Wait… how’d you—”

“I need your date of birth, please.”

“Uh… April 2nd. 1995.”

“Alright… address?”

Dumbfounded, he gave you his home address, phone number and email. He was still looking at you, trying to figure you out.

“There you go,” you said once the card was done and you handed it to him.

“Thanks… but how?”

You shrugged.

“You introduced yourself earlier.”

“I didn’t… Did I?”

Clearly doubting himself, you decided to keep it at that. You figured it was better than explaining the alternative. There was no need. You checked out the book for him and before you knew it, he was on his way. The curiosity on why he needed this particular book lingered.

—

Two weeks later

Today had been a day of many returns. There were usually quite a few, but it felt like the amount had quadrupled this time. Somewhere behind you, you heard the familiar sound of the sliding doors opening. A person stomped in, presumably straight for the counter.

When the little bell on your desk was slammed on, you were certain.

“Hello?”

It didn’t register for you that it was him this time, the voice being too far away and muffled by the soft music you had playing in your ears. As you hurried over, you saw Gator waiting for you, book in hand.

“Hi,” you greeted him. He was wearing a scowl, as if you had done him wrong long before he even entered the building.

“They want the second part, do you have it?”

Gator pushed the book he previously checked out towards you, his library card on top.

“I’ll check.”

“Yeah, you go do that. Also, why didn’t you just say you knew who I was last time?”

“Huh?”

Gator frowned and crossed his arms. You imagined he tapped his foot impatiently.

“It took me a moment, but I remember you now. Why pretend?”

You hesitated. Did he really not know? He never outright bullied you, but he had made some snide remarks in passing. The usual stuff. Loser. Nerd. Nothing extreme, but him being a jock caused others to agree with his statements easily. And that sucked.

“I… You weren’t exactly nice to me back then, Gator.”

Gator groaned as he rubbed a hand over his face, his other arm falling to his side.

“So? It’s been what? Ten years? A lot can change in ten years.”

It was your turn to cross your arms this time. Easy for him to say. 

“A lot can also stick around for ten years.”

Gator noticed your expression and shook his head.

“Fuckin’ tell me about it. You listen to your dad calling you a waste of space, a loser, a failure all the fuckin’ time and have everyone else abandon you ‘cause they think you’re too much like the guy.”

“That’s no excuse to treat others badly though? I always thought you wanted to be just like him. Surely acted like it,” you huffed. Gator flinched, just slightly. He rested his palms upon the counter and shook his head.

“I didn’t. I mean, I don’t. I used to think becoming like him would be the only way for him to treat me… differently, I guess. When I got injured it turned me into someone I hated. But I also didn’t know who else to be… Why am I even—”

He shook his head, regret seeping in quickly at oversharing his thoughts and he pinched the bridge of his nose to shake off the overwhelming feelings. He avoided your gaze and never finished his sentence, probably hoping you’d fill the silence. You had no idea how to respond, so instead you moved away from the counter to go find the book he needed. Gator hesitantly followed, two steps only, before he spoke again.

“I’m different, is all I’m tryin’ to say, I guess.”

You turned around and found his expression to carry some desperation. As if you believing him was very important to him. Someone he didn’t even remember last time. You nodded slowly, then continued to walk.

“I guess it makes sense for you to not believe me. And uh… sorry for, uh, whatever I said. I’m sure it was… bad. It’s kind of a blur for me, but I know I wasn’t… good.”

The book was easy to find, though you took your sweet time as you tried to think of a response.

“Sorry. I’m really sorry, Y/N.”

“Gator, I—”

“It’s alright, you don’t have to accept my apology. I know. That’s— I learned I can’t expect that stuff… my therapist used to say so.”

His eyes focused on his shoes. It was impossible to look at you now. Vulnerability was still very hard for him to adjust to. Hesitantly, you grabbed his hand so you could put the book in and then held onto it a little longer.

“I do accept your apology,” you said softly, making him look up at last.

“You do?”

“Mhm. On one condition,” you added, smiling softly. “Tell me, who are the books for?”

Gator smiled as he stuffed his hands into his pockets after tucking the book under his arm. He gently kicked his own foot with his own and took a moment to reply.

“They’re for my little neighbors. Two twin girls. I sometimes babysit them when their mom is at work and apparently they were really into this series.”

“Oh, so they’ve read it before? Don’t have it at home?”

Gator shook his head.

“No, uh, they do. Have it at home. I just…” Gator scratched the back of his neck as a blush crept on his cheeks. “I wanted to… practice? I sound so monotone when I read things, so I thought, if I know it by heart then I could just tell it without really having to read it, you know? Wanted to be a better storyteller I guess. I have no idea if they’d even notice the difference but—”

“I’m sure they do. That’s so…” cute. “Sweet of you.”

“You think?” Gator’s eyes were big, almost… hopeful. When you nodded, a shy smile spread on his face.

“How old are they? The twins.”

“Six.”

“That’s a fun age.”

“They’re real menaces, I’ll tell ya that. But they’re also adorable.”

He held the book in front of him now, holding onto it with both hands. Then, he remembered. With a little “oh”, he took the library card out of his pocket and handed it to you.

“Here.”

You chuckled softly.

“I almost forgot. And that when I gave you such a hard time to get a library card last time…” you mumbled softly as you scanned his card. Gator shrugged.

“Yeah, well, I wasn’t being nice either, not remembering you at first and stuff.”

“I’ll admit that was a little annoying of you,” you told him with a smile.

Gator suddenly barked out a soft laugh in disbelief.

“A little? You were trying to kill me with your gaze!”

“I wasn’t!”

“You were all like…” Gator mimicked your expression from last time and you gently pushed his shoulder.

“You’re being ridiculous,” you laughed, and you were surprised how easy it was to smile with him now. He seemed to have the same realization at that time as you watched his gaze soften.

“You have a nice laugh,” Gator blurted, although he had attempted to say something else. He swallowed, blinked quickly. “I mean, it’s nice no longer being on your bad side.”

“Hm. I agree,” you told him softly. “It’s nice indeed. The- The last bit.”

“The first bit too, come on.”

“Maybe… I’ll think about it,” you mused and he smiled.

It was then when other customers came in, breaking the gentle spell between the two of you. Gator held your gaze for a moment, then looked away and put his card back into his pocket.

“I should go.”

“See you when you’re ready for the next part, I suppose?” you asked softly.

Gator smiled and gave you a nod.

“Yeah. See you soon. The books aren’t that thick, so,” he attempted at a joke.

You laughed as if it was really funny. It was kind of funny. Just not that funny. But it made him beam, made his eyes squint as he smiled at you, which made it worth it.

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[02chois]

Can u do a reaction of members where the reader is the one pursuing/courting them??? 💗😁 thank you thank you so much 😙

TXT REACTION TO YOU COURTING/PURSUING THEM

pairing: OT5 (separate) x reader

synopsis: what they think and how they'd react to you courting them + scenario and headcanons

word count: 2.1k words

content warning: it gets unhinged the more you read, non-idol au, cheesy dialogue and scenes

note: idk what I wrote and it took me some time to do this so I'm so sorry anon 😭 but I hope you enjoy, please tell me what you think! reblogs and feedback is appreciated 🫶🏻

SOOBIN

He's somewhat unaware that you're courting him and it doesn't help the fact that he's oblivious, too. So for him to realize that you're trying to court him, it would have to be something that doesn't require him to second guess. The only way for him to know is for you to be direct with him.

"You've been bringing me so much food lately," he says, opening the bento with a smile. "What's the occasion?"

Your lips form into a pout, folding the cloth that you used to wrap around the bento you made for him.

The frustrations you've felt came crashing down on you all of a sudden. It's either you tell him directly or he will continue to see your actions as nothing but kind gestures. You gaze up at him, watching him happily munch on the food. You find the way he would shake his head out of excitement endearing.

"You know, I've been courting you," you murmur, but it was loud enough for him to hear.

He completely stops and puts the piece of shrimp back on the bento, slowly placing the chopsticks down in case he drops it. Soobin tilts his head, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He couldn't believe what he just heard.

"Really? Like the flowers and…" he trails off, the blood beginning to rush through his cheeks. The realization soon catches up; his face bloomed as if he was a rose, much more crimson than you have seen him ever.

"Oh."

Let's be real he won't even realize it until you say it directly because he doesn't want to assume

But the moment you do say it and he recalls everything you've done to court him? He's going to be so shy and he wouldn't dare look you in your eyes from how embarrassed he is :(

He won't even try to stop you because you've been courting him for so long and he feels bad that he didn't even realize it before, so I feel like he would do something to surprise you

You're so sweet to him too??? Like how could you be the sweetest person ever hjhcbdj

You're giving him a bouquet of flowers? Just get ready because bro is going to be so smiley and cover his face from embarrassment, but please believe it when I say he loves it so much :(( he has never received flowers before so the fact that you gave him one is such a big deal to him!! He might propose to you then and there ngl hHABSJAK

YEONJUN

He knew from the start but he's surprised how consistent you are. He never would have expected the amount of effort and time you put in courting him, he's flattered to know that you like him that much to put so much of your time on him.

"Do you want to eat, jjun? I heard there's a new food stand that just opened." You say as you walk beside him, already taking out your wallet to pay.

He frowns, though it was not because he didn't want to, rather he feels like he's taking advantage of you. "I'll pay this time. You've been paying for our food—"

"Ah, ah, we've talked about this, right?" The both of you stop in your tracks, halting in the middle of the hallway. "I'm doing this because I want to. I'll even buy you flowers soon," you give him a smile, "I want to let you know how much you mean to me."

Yeonjun avoids your gaze, bringing his hand to cover half of his face. He coughs out of embarrassment. Why are you so cute? He's not used to this. But you'd most likely say that he should get used to it, and you'd even do more than what you're already doing.

"I'll buy you all the food you want. Just tell me and I'll get them for you!"

His lips spread into a fond smile, linking his arm around yours and leaning his head against yours. "You spoil me so much."

Oh man he would be like ??? as you continue with your courting and don't get me wrong he's grateful for your efforts but he questions it

He's confused and also flattered but he lets you do your thing, but because it's not the societal norm and he hasn't experienced anything like this expect him to feel a little bad

But every time you buy him food, call him all kinds of pet names, support him in every single thing he does, and even give him random gifts, he's so close to spiraling from how flustered he becomes when you do those

He flirts back and gives you gifts as well, but whenever you remind him that you're courting him he shuts up— like almost immediately hbzshs like how dare you

You're the only one who could make him that much flustered and be proud of it!! You know his very few weaknesses and it's you

BEOMGYU

He's a little confused because you've already proven to him that you like him, and he thinks that you don't need to do such things to get him to like you because he very much admires you a lot. But since you insist, he lets you court him. He's honestly a little insufferable because he couldn't help himself but get this kind of romantic excitement whenever you do your thing.

"You wrote this for me?" Beomgyu blinked, amazed by your skills and the effort you put into making him a song. But what surprised him the most is the fact that you learned how to play it on the guitar.

Your lips spread into a smile, nodding your head. "Yeah, I wanted to put how I feel into a song," you pause, "I hope you liked it."

"Liked it? Are you kidding me, I loved it! Can you sing for me again?" He scooted closer to you, his hand brushing against yours. "I'll play the guitar. I just want to hear your voice again because it's so pretty."

"But seriously, making me a song? I never would've thought about that. You like me that much, huh?" He gave you a teasing smile, raising his eyebrows repeatedly.

You never wanted to wipe off a smile from his face until now. You roll your eyes, passing him your guitar. "Oh, shush, you're making it worse."

"If someone serenades you, you'd think they like them a lot. Don't you think so?" Beomgyu smiles, seeing you nod your head in agreement.

A whole ass smug mf and bro teases you a lot because of it, but don't be fooled because he's screaming on the inside

Ever wonder what he does whenever you send him a message that makes him feel all fuzzy inside? He does those schoolgirl thing wherein he buried his face into the pillow and screams his lungs out and kick his feet in the air

He's all for it after you let him know that you're doing it because you want to, so he's really down horrendous for you honestly

He giggles 😭😭 like full on giggle and bat his lashes whenever you come and take the lead in dates and bro is just nhcbejd hE'S SO CLOSE TO KISSING YOU BUT NO- He's not going to until he says yes into being your bf (he would say yes immediately)

Beomgyu would try to pretend he's cool about it and smile calmly, but it won't take long before he's slamming his hands on the table and smiling widely while laughing uncontrollably because he can't with you,, you're so cute and the way you court him is making him feel things and the butterflies are going crazy in his tummy

TAEHYUN

He would try to one up you because he doesn't want to take advantage of you, so expect him to do the same things you're doing. You're walking him to class? Well, he's going to walk you home. You're buying him food? He's already by your class door with food so no need to buy more.

"What are you doing?" Taehyun raised an eyebrow at you, watching your every move.

You have something behind you and you could barely cover it with your own body from how big it is, but still Taehyun couldn't figure out what you're holding— and that made you smile. He has no clue.

"You really don't know?"

He shook his head, you took that as your cue to show him your gift. And there you have a bouquet of flowers that you think he would like and a ribbon tied around at the end of the bouquet.

Taehyun froze. You really bought that for him? You shouldn't have but the bouquet is so pretty. The arrangement was beautiful, and it reminded him so much of you. He carefully takes the bouquet from your arms and lowers his gaze, his cheeks begin to feel a bit warmer now that he has it in his hold.

"Thank you, it's really pretty," his voice was low, soft enough that you could barely make out what he was saying. "Just like you."

Bro hE TRIES SO HARD TO APPEAR LIKE HE'S UNAFFECTED BY YOUR COURTING but please he's the one who loves it the most because it makes him feel so special

He makes those cute little noises, right? Taehyun makes those noises even when you're barely doing anything but it's his way of letting out his excitement in seeing you <33

But tbh as I said he tries to one up you- he's trying his best in letting his message across that he likes you a lot as well and courting you too BUT you're courting him so tHERE COULD BE ONLY ONE WHO COURTS WHO AND IT'S YOU

But fr tho he gets very very shy and blushy so please be nice to him <33 courting him in an old fashioned way will make him swoon trust me

At first he pretends he doesn't mind your courting. You'd offer to pick him up? Sure, he's going down. You showed up with a gift? You didn't have to. You wrote him poetry? Oh, so you're in love with him. But as it goes on, he's slowly breaking and his reactions become more obvious and blushy :((

HUENINGKAI

He's the only one who admittedly loves it from the start. I mean the other boys didn't dislike it, but some were hesitant because they're worried if they're taking advantage of you. Hueningkai, on the other hand, loved the way you'd treat him to lunch and be there by his side always. He's so fond of you that everything you do makes him smile and feel fuzzy inside.

Kai tilted his head as he spotted a sticky note on his locker and as he walked closer your name was written at the bottom. It doesn't fail to make him smile, you're always ahead and tend to surprise him with what you do. It's either a box of chocolates or a plushie.

He quickly unlocks his locker and there a penguin plush from build-a-bear sat there, the clothes it has reminds him of his own style— the adidas tracksuit and sneakers that he kept wearing.

He doesn't know whether he should laugh or what.

"You like my gift?" Your voice came from the other side, startling Hueningkai in the process. "It has a little voice thing, too! You can listen to it whenever you need some encouragement."

His lips spread into a grin, nodding his head. "The Penguin is a little bit too much like me. He's so peng."

"Peng Peng, Peng?" You play along, which Kai couldn't resist but let out a light chuckle.

"You're peng, too," he paused, "it means pretty by the way."

Precious Hueningkai, precious boy loves the attention you're giving him so expect his first initial reaction to you courting him to be extremely positive!! He's not surprised at all and he appreciates everything like seriously

He's also courting you in his own way, but it's a bit more subtle than the other guys. He's letting you stand out and lead the courtship because it's not something he experiences everyday

Expect to see him smile a lot :(( he's going to be such a ball of sunshine to you hsbbchsj things won't change much but he'd be more open to you in terms of his feelings <33

But I'm telling you right now that dude talks about you a lot and had talked to his parents, friends, siblings about you and they all know who you are and the fact that you're courting him so technically you're part of his family now

Overall he's such a sweetheart whdbjsks he doesn't get flustered easily bUT WHEN HE DOES OH MAN DOES HE GET SO SMILEY AND GIGGLY LIKE BRO WILL PLAYFULLY SMACK YOU CUS HE'S SO ?:!:??!??"??*

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕄𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Neuvillette's s/o making a song about him and singing it with the Melusines and other Fontaine characters?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Of course! I did it only with melusines in the end so I hope you won't mind that!

Also omg, this is such a cute idea and I won't lie when I say my heart melted a bit just by imagining this. So hopefully you'll like it too!

Also I may've let my creativity carry me here-

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

As someone who loved and even made music, you simply had to make a song about your boyfriend. You spent many days thinking of perfect way to turn your feelings into music. Untill one day... one pretty rainy day in Fontaine when you were away from your partner who had to stay at work.

You've realized that something calm and slightly melancholic but with rather lovely text would suit his appearence and your feelings perfectly!

And once you've figured it all out, you just needed to decide what instruments to include to math vibe of the song. That's when you got approached by a melusine on Fontaine streets.

"Good morning Y/N! Am I right to assume you're troubled? Do you need any help?"

"No, no, I'm fine. But thank you!"

You said rather confidently and were about to leave with last goodbye but that's when you got an amazing idea!

"Actually... can I count on your help?"

The melusine approved of your idea after brief explanation, seeing it as nice way to thank Neuvilette for his hard work. Before you knew it, you had group of melusines willing to help you out. Of course some had to decline due to work but you were still satisfied with the amount of help.

You presented to them your idea on how they can sing the melody instead of using instruments and others can be background chorus. It was kind of a love song so it was only natural for you to take the leading vocalist role as Neuvilette's partner.

You practiced with melusines almost every day for this specific moment. It was past 8pm, there was almost no one in the area and yet, Neuvilette was still on his office, dealing with work.

You just knew he was tired and what better way to get him to take a break than showing up with loveliest surprise?

You and melusines got ready, even with few papers in hand to make sure no one will mistake their text and role. It may look like a job or forcing it to some, but it really wasn't! You could see from looks on their faces that they were happy to make hydro dragon's night a bit better as well.

"And 3, 2, 1..."

You counted everyone in as you saw their ready glances. As soon as "1" was said, melusines began singing melody just like planned, so you could smoothly enter first verse with the chorus supporting your singing.

Neuvilette, upon hearing the song sang by many familiar voices, couldn't help but stop working on his paper work and get up to check what's going on outside his workplace instead.

Once he left, his expression was one of pure shock but it didn't took long for it to turn into purest smile. He noticed the group you've collected and the emotions you put in singing. Not only that, whole song just put him at ease in just a small moment. So when it ended, he clapped his hands, giving all of you small applause as smile on his face was even more evident.

"That was beautiful. Thank you everyone for surprising me with such an adorable gift."

He made sure to stay polite and thank every single melusine, even inviting them for a drink. Though at the end of the day, his eyes were set on you alone. And when it was just you and him, he made sure to give you a soft kiss, figuring the meaning and effort behind this song by now.

"Thank you for preparing all of that for me. I couldn't ask for better surprise."

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@bleachtheidiot @toyaswif3y - come get your otter judge!

[imtrashraccoon]

The spicy chapter has arrived! I am not sorry for that one... I would classify this one as a sweet kind of spicy though, rather than a hot spicy if that makes sense.

@owl-bones

First Day, Previous Day, & Next Day.

Bad Sansuary: Horror - Pepper

Word Count: 2,201

"Okay, now we just need to add a teaspoon of pepper and combine everything," you said.

Axe nodded and went to rinse off his hands in the sink while you got the pepper container out of the cupboard.

For whatever reason, the lid was screwed on a lot tighter than you remembered and you struggled to get it off. Unfortunately, you applied a bit too much effort and the cap came off the jar suddenly. You fumbled the little glass jar and a bunch of pepper spilled out onto the countertop.

You couldn't help but sneeze, no doubt because of the mini explosion that sent the pepper into the air. Your nose was itchy and now your eyes were watering as well. So you tried to get away and back up a few steps, only to bump into Axe who was suddenly behind you. You gasped in surprise and he placed his hands on your shoulders to steady you.

"what was that?" he asked.

You wiped your eyes on your sleeve and sniffed to try and clear your nose again. "I accidentally inhaled some pepper and sneezed. I'm alright now though," you responded.

"that was adorable...do it again!"

You balked and glanced up at him in confusion. His singular red eyelight was at least twice the size it was normally and he looked absolutely enraptured right now.

"No? Sneezing isn't adorable, it's annoying at best..." you answered slowly.

He actually had the audacity to look disappointed that you couldn't sneeze on command. His eyelight returned to it's normal size pretty quickly though and you were momentarily fascinated by the implications of how that worked.

He sighed and let go of your shoulders. "too bad, it was small and cute...like you..." He had a bit of a mischievous look on his face all of the sudden and if you didn't like him, you would've gotten really annoyed that he had called you short, again.

You rolled your eyes and went to go clean up the pepper you'd accidentally spilled. "You're on thin ice, big guy..." you warned, although there was no real malice in your tone.

Axe didn't reply and you could feel him watching you while you measured out the required amount of pepper. Once you'd given the stew a quick stir and plopped the lid on, you turned on the pressure cooker so it would cook.

Turning to Axe, you placed your hands on your hips and smiled in satisfaction. "So, in a few hours, we'll have some amazing beef stew to eat. Thanks for your help by the way, it would've taken a lot longer by myself."

He nodded quietly but continued studying you. He kind of looked like he wanted to say something but wasn't sure if he should.

So, you decided to give him a little encouragement and placed your hand on his arm. "What's on your mind?" you asked gently.

He didn't say anything for a moment longer. His eyelight lingered on your hand before flicking back up to your face. Then, he took a step closer and practically scooped you up into his arms.

You let out a squeak of surprise and scrambled to steady yourself, with your hands finding purchase on his broad shoulders. Then, you realized that you were basically nose to nose with him and to your shame, you froze like a deer in the headlights.

He stared back at you and his permanent grin grew wider the longer he did so. The center slit in his eyelight expanded and contracted briefly until he seemed to make up his mind about something. He then proceeded to carry you into the living room and sat down on the couch with you in his lap.

You finally managed to recover and find your voice again. "Um, Axe...? What are you doing?" you asked in a small voice.

He blinked and his eyelight refocused on your face. He seemed to realize that you were a little uncomfortable and his cheekbones flickered with a cobalt blue glow.

He cleared his nonexistent throat and let go of you. "...sorry... i got carried away..." he murmured.

You sat back on your haunches slightly so you weren't as close and so you felt like you could breath easy again. "I'm not mad," you started to say. "You just scared me a little..."

His bonebrows furrowed with concern and he quickly looked away from you. "i didn't mean to scare ya... i just... i wanted to hold ya so bad..."

Well, now you were a bit torn. He looked so ashamed, like a dog caught stealing a bone, and you couldn't be actually upset with him. Still, he should've at least asked before just scooping you up like that.

You decided that you'd rather ignore how awkward this situation was and move on. He had apologized afterall and you didn't think he'd had any ulterior motives from what you could tell. There wasn't anything wrong with just holding someone you cared a lot about, as long as they actually wanted to at least. Well, you didn't mind snuggling up to him normally, so why not now?

"Did you want to cuddle then?" you asked.

Immediately, Axe's gaze locked with your own and he seemed to scan your face for any indication that you were messing with him. Finding none, he grinned and started to reach for you again, but hesitated.

"if you're sure?"

You rolled your eyes and decided to give him some more encouragement. Leaning in again, you wrapped your arms around his vertebrae and gave him a warm hug.

He barely hesitated for a second before encasing you in a bear hug of his own. You held each other for several long minutes before gradually relaxing your grip on each other.

At some point, Axe started to rake his claws very gently across your scalp. You let out a hum of contentment and nuzzled against his collarbone in response.

"your hair's really soft," he murmured. His phalanges ghosted over your shoulders before he added another small comment. "not quite as soft as your skin but still..."

"I guess so, at least compared to a guy like you who's made of bones," you remarked. "Although you make up for it since you're all soft on the inside."

"maybe..." He didn't sound like he fully believed you but he wasn't denying anything either.

Axe kept running his phalanges through your hair and softly scratching your scalp for several minutes. When he lost interest in that, he shifted you in his hold so that he could make eye contact with you again. After a few seconds of staring, he brought his hand up and gingerly ran his knuckles over your cheeks. He really did seem fascinated by the texture of your skin, how it seemed soft yet spongy at the same time, and how warm it was too.

"i... i really like ya..." he murmured.

You could feel your heart skip a beat and you blinked in surprise, wondering if you'd heard him correctly. He was staring intently into your eyes and had stopped touching you at the moment. You hadn't even known him long, maybe a few months at most, but it felt like you'd known each other for far longer.

You'd suspected for a while that he had feelings for you and now that you knew for sure, you felt rather hopeful. Maybe it was silly, but you'd started to wonder if the small crush you'd developed for him was something you should act on or not. The problem was that you were so different from each other, both physically and otherwise, and you knew there were things he hadn't told you about himself yet.

"You do?" you asked quietly.

He smiled and nodded, "yes, i have for a little while too."

You could feel your cheeks grow warmer the longer you retained eye contact with him but you didn't mind in the slightest.

"I really like you too..." You hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you...like me like that?"

He tilted his skull in a questioning way and the corners of his smile twitched slightly. "like what?"

"Like..." Your blush grew more intense as you tried to figure out how to explain what you meant. "Sorry... Do you like me enough to...be interested in a relationship...?"

He chuckled quietly and moved some of your hair behind your ears before even trying to respond. "i am...although it's still a bit early for that, right?"

You knew he was right but you couldn't help wondering. Still, it was reassuring that he hadn't rejected the idea entirely. Maybe when you'd gotten to know each other better he'd reconsider.

"Ah, no, you're right..." you murmured and glanced away.

Axe hummed and leaned closer to you. When you looked up slightly, he pressed his skull against your forehead and wrapped his arms around you in a gentle embrace.

"you're a special human...but you'll have to forgive me for not sayin' yes right now. and i don't ever want to hurt ya...but there's some things i'm not quite ready to tell ya."

You slowly wrapped your arms around his shoulders and let him keep talking. It was disappointing, sure, but you were trying your best not to focus on his rejection too much right now. There was a first time for everything and being told "not yet" wasn't a bad thing considering everything you'd gone through.

"call me selfish all ya want, but i'd like to keep ya to myself and get to know ya a little while longer... i'm not used to domestic stuff like this, lil' chip..."

He finally pulled back slightly but continued maintaining eye contact with you. The edges of his single eyelight seemed fuzzy and his bonebrows were a little furrowed with concern.

You could feel the emotions he was going through just underneath the surface and for a moment, your own seemed rather insignificant in comparison. Here was a person who'd been through so much hardship and lost so many close friends to a tragedy he was powerless to prevent. Then there was you, a person who'd never actually struggled to have enough to eat and while you were certainly lonely, you'd never had to grieve over losing family or friends like he had many times over.

You would wait for him.

He was worth putting aside your selfish wants until he felt ready to say yes, however long that would take. You'd enjoyed his friendship so far anyways and you really hoped this conversation wouldn't make things awkward between you two. Spending time with him had become something you really looked forward to and helped you get through each boring work day. He was easily the best thing that had ever happened to you lately and there was no way in the world you were going to ruin this.

"In this instance, it's okay for you to be selfish, Axe. Besides, I wouldn't want to risk ruining this friendship by jumping into something before either of us are ready to. I'm glad I met you and I'm proud to count you as a good friend but if we decide anytime soon to become more than what we are now, I won't complain either."

He smiled and stroked your cheek in a tender way. "i'm glad i met ya too..." he murmured.

For a moment neither of you said anything else and just sat there studying each other. He seemed perfectly content to stare at you for hours and you wished you could know what went through his mind whenever he saw you. On the other hand, you generally hated maintaining eye contact for longer than a few seconds with people, but he was different. You really liked how expressive his eyelight was and how beautiful the deep red colour was.

"hey, uh, do you...?"

You made a questioning hum and tilted your head.

Axe seemed to get a little flustered and the blue glow grew darker while he struggled to find the words. "would you...? can we...?"

"You can just tell me what's on your mind, big guy..." you said.

"is it bad that i want to kiss you?" he finally asked.

You blinked in surprise and for a moment you didn't know what to do. You just knew you were blushing heavily the longer this moment went on but you needed to answer him.

"No? I don't mind if you do..."

He seemed surprised that you'd actually agreed and studied you for a moment. Then, he reached out and carefully cupped your left cheek, being mindful of his claws while doing so. He leaned closer and pressed his teeth against your lips in a careful but still tender kiss.

You hadn't known what to expect but it wasn't at all like kissing a human was like. It was gentle, simple, and kind of experimental. His bones were cool and dry to the touch, yet you could still feel the hum and warmth of his magic.

It was nice...

Axe pulled back slightly although he remained cupping your cheek for a moment longer. "you're really cute, ya know?" he hummed.

You chuckled softly, "You are too..."

[imaslutforwritingshit]

oh my god you're like the only writer i've found whose requests are open rn

so basically ive been reading this rlly good book where the male protagonist is like rlly tall and super sweet and a hockey player and now i very desperately need ethan landry as that with like a short reader who maybe has some attitude

you can add smut (preferably) but if you can't think of anything for it it's fine!

OKAY

(Hockey Ethan Landry x fem. short reader, that ice skates)

(Part One- teasing, plot)

Sorry to the requester! This took a while like four months 😭 but luckily it’s skating season!

Ethan Landry ❤️‍🔥

Julie Weston 🤍

I started the routine again. It’s the only thing that keeps me sane. Wake up, grab my skates, go on the ice. I forget all of my problems when I skate, letting them fall under my feet as I rake the blades into powdery ice. Today, the rink is empty, given no one comes this early. It’s 5:00 in the morning, and if any person would be here right now, my guess is that they would be a sports player, considering how insane they all are.

Skating has been a part of my life forever, since I was a child, even. I don’t let myself think about how long it’s been, how much has changed. I just ride, to quote Lana, whose music I immediately put on, raising the volume of my AirPods to (almost) an extreme level. I begin the comfortable act of sliding my legs, bending my knees, then faster, until the ice is blending and whirling under my skates, and I am speeding in the rink, distracted by the music in my ears. I do a backwards spiral, grabbing my leg and twirling, then a backwards spin. I feel elevated, euphoric, and then, I feel a hard wall slam into my backside.

I trip over my skates, and fall to the ice, hearing my leggings rip from the impact. Groaning, I push myself up from my hands. Not blood, just a scrape on my legs. I sigh, and feel that my AirPods fell out of my ears when I had slammed to the ground. As I searched the ice for them, a low, gravely tone behind me scoffed.

I jumped, immediately turning unsuccessfully to meet the person. I stumbled, and straightened my legs out of fear, like a small deer in the wintertime. But no sheer amount of embarrassment could prepare me for who I saw behind me.

Ethan.

Ethan Landry.

When he met my expression, he smiled, his dark eyes glinting with the satisfaction of my surprise. His hair was messy, as if he had just woke up from bed, like me. He was wearing a black hoodie, and grey sweatpants, which seemed normal, but what stuck out to me was the hockey stick in his hands.

“I’m not gonna play with you, you know.” I stammered, pointing at the stick.

Ethan laughed smugly, and I swear I could’ve just slapped him then and there. He tapped the base of the stick on the ground. “Yeah? I was hoping you would.” He dropped his eyes to my smaller body, and I straightened my shoulders in an effort to be taller. “You certainly have the…build of a hockey player.”

I rolled my eyes, and huffed, grabbing my AirPods awkwardly in front of him. I could feel his stare down my back, and I really wished he wasn’t in direct view of my ass. I moved on the ice faster than I thought possible to get away from him, finding a corner where I practicing skating drills in an effort to sit with my thoughts. Ethan was moving a puck casually on the other side of the rink, and I made certain that he didn’t see me staring.

When I was in elementary school, Ethan Landry was every girl’s crush. How could he not be? With his dreamy eyes, his soft, tender voice, cute curls? I could remember every friend I ever had begging him for his number, or to sit with him during lunchtime. But no, not me. I saw who he really was. He was cocky, so much so that every time I walked by him, he would ask me if I was ready to admit I liked him. But I never did, and even if I would, he would never hear about it. Ethan would pester me, throw dodgeballs at my shoulder, tap my thumb repeatedly in 7up, until I glared at him, ultimately losing the game.

And I was fine hating Ethan Landry. I enjoyed it. I liked knowing that I was the only one who knew what he was- a playboy.

In 5th grade, I had a friend named Allie. She always tried to convince me to “confess” that I liked Ethan. She told me nobody could resist him, and there’s no point in me pretending that I didn’t like him. But it didn’t matter how many times I told her I wouldn’t. She already had a plan.

Allie wrote a fake love letter, filled with the grossest things a 5th grader would possibly write, or know about. Allie signed the letter with my name; putting it on Ethan’s desk the morning of English class. I will never forget the look on Ethan’s face after she told me what she did. It’s the first time I saw him blush.

Probably because Allie wrote, “I want to sleep with you,” in the letter, even if she didn’t know what that meant yet.

Needless to say, I never talked to that girl again, until she moved schools. And Ethan stopped bothering me after that. Only recently, in high school, the taunting and teasing has come up again. And with it, memories of 5th grade. I just need him out of my life. And the worst part is, he’s still just as fawned over, if not more, than before. Every girl I ever knew had once crushed on him. He’s gotten significantly taller, around 6’3, and his form filled out nicely after enrolling into hockey 7 years ago. I never went to any of his games, and honestly, I don’t care to. He’s not my friend, my enemy, or my lover. He’s nothing to me.

I took a break from skating, huffing over the side of the rink walls. I heard him skate over to me, and I straightened my body again, my heart suddenly faster. I didn’t dare look at him.

“Hey.” His voice was soft, hesitant. I ignored him. “Hey.” I only stared at him, feigning boredom. He gritted his teeth. “Julie, can I talk to you?”

“No.” I turned around and began skating on the ice. I heard Ethan groan behind me and follow my trail.

“What happened to us?” His voice was light, but the words cut deep.

I whirled around, putting my hands in my hips to seem like my fingers weren’t shaking.

“What do mean, us? There has been no us, there will never be an us,” I exclaim, skating backwards. “The last time I checked, the only thing you ever wanted us to be was the boy who makes fun of the girl, and the girl who loveeeddd the boy so much!” I mocked him, rolling out the word with an irritating gesture. I huffed in cold air, and whirled around for the final time, taking my time to exit the rink.

As I clanked my skates on the warm carpet of the bench area, I looked back, seeing Ethan’s eyes on mine. He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down, and butterflies warmed my core. I forced my eyes down, and began disassembling my skates, stuffing them in the light pink bag I got for my 18th birthday.

“You know that I knew about Allie, right?”

His deep voice shocked me out of my state of pitiful thoughts. I shook my hair out of my face, and stared up, Ethan suddenly nearing the wall that separated the rink from the sitting area. I slid on my boots, and wiped melted water droplets from my pants as I stood.

“What?” My voice was weary. I just wanted to be home. School was tomorrow, and I would prefer to keep my Sunday Ethan-free from now on.

He stepped into the area, and sat down on the bench opposite to me. He was out of breath, red cheeked, with a smooth glaze of sweat gleaming on his sharp jawline. As he dusted off his sweats and kicked off his skates, he scoffed.

“I knew that Allie wrote the letter.” Silence filled the heavy room, only the heaters buzzing from afar the sound I could hear. Ethan finally stood up, black sneakers on his feet. He unzipped his jacket slowly, his eyes burning onto mine. As he stripped his body, I could see the muscles lining fabric underneath his shirt. I had to clench my thighs, bite my lip, not to go crazy.

Because, the secret was?

I’ve been attracted to Ethan Landry since the day I met him. And I’ve been trying, trying so hard to convince myself that I wasn’t.

He tugged on his sleeves, and casually zipping his bag as he talked. “She told me that she wrote it. And the reason that I was ignoring you after all of it wasn’t because I was embarrassed that you wanted to sleep with me.”

He stood near me, now towering over my frail body. I can’t believe how much taller he got, and he closed space between us, until I was up against the wall.

My nerves were burning, and his eyes were dark, fire pooling in his dangerously beautiful irises. He leaned in, his husky voice in my ear. “It’s because I was upset that you didn’t want to.”

My mouth dropped. “You were ten, and you knew what sleeping with people was?” That wasn’t on my mind. The thought that he would want me too… it drove me insane. I rubbed my legs together harder, pressure in my core.

Ethan laughed, but in a way that almost sounded painful. He leaned back, grazing my body with his eyes. “Jesus, not then.” His face suddenly got serious, as he rested his eyes on my hips, my breasts, and then my lips again.

“Now.”

My eyes opened wider than I could have imagined, and I gasped, letting breath open my lungs.

“Y-you want to sleep with me now?” I straightened my back, my eyes drilled into his.

His expression glinted with dark lust, a smile forming on his face as he took in my shock.

“Yeah.” He whispered, grabbing my wrist and sliding my arm over my head.

“Is that a problem?”

[aaaaafro]

Sweetest Peach - TWICE - Momo x M! Reader (+18)

tw: +18, smut, mommy kink, cake play(?), Anal

Happy Momo Day, wrote this in one sitting so forgive me! I don't proofread anything so any grammatical errors, my bad ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

Driving home, it was awfully quiet. It shouldn't come as a surprise, right after you two partied all night with her friends.

However, in your girlfriend's perspective it was different. It wasn't the exhaustion. It wasn't a lack of energy. It was something else.

You have an idea of what it is. You know what's wrong with her. It wasn't any surprise. You held her hand hoping to get just a hint of her smile.

Momo instead responded with a sigh before leaning to your shoulder. It's dangerous, she's awfully close to you. It's like texting while driving. It was distracting.

Safely arriving at home you decide to take the lead. Opening the door to your place of comfort. Leading her inside. It was dark, indistinguishable even.

With the flick of the light. You can see the change in Momo's aura. It's like those healing potions from video games. Just pure, magical recovery.

You've decorated your dining room with ridiculous amounts of balloons and other party thingies, even a banner greeting her special occasion.

"You-." Momo turns to you on the verge of tears trying her best to not break down.

"Happy birthday my peach." A full on smile knowing full well that you've managed to make your girl's day better.

It was awful to fake not having a gift for her. It was something you shouldn't have done. She was bothered thinking you'd have forgotten your gift but little did she know.

"When-... How-..." Momo questioning everything she's seeing. She's with you all day, so you're not blaming her.

"I had some people sort it out for me." You replied.

She quickly launch herself to you, with a hug as tight as she can. She manage to thank you with even saying a word.

"I love you my peach." With tears now falling from her eyes you couldn't but love her even more.

"I love you more." She said before capturing your lips.

And there you're taken back. To the first encouter, the first date, the first realization that. This woman, as dorky, as cute, and as lovely as she is. No amount of words can describe how sweet this peach is.

You would think it's over as you break away from her to get some air but oh boy are you in for a treat. She takes you by the collar pulling you in for another make out session.

Making her intension known by taking the hem of your shirt, taking it off with one swift motion. Capturing you by the name she once more regained your lips with her.

Taking, tasting, and tonguing you. Momo hopped clinging her legs on your body, you got her idea and held her legs to its place giving yourself a few couple of squeeze on her ass.

You can feel your legs crumbling. It wasn't her weight or the sudden change of mood. It was your fatigue setting in. Not wanting to disappoint her you quickly come up with a plan.

You slowly carried her towards the table, not breaking the kiss as you two continue to taste each other like you haven't had enough already.

You decide you change your game by snaking down her jaw, making your way to her neck and to her sweet and salty collarbones.

Momo appreciates your effort as she unbuttoned her flannel giving you easier access but she knows that it's not just her shirt obstructing your goal.

She skillfully unclips her bra greeting you with a light drop and jiggle along with it. You grab a handful of her boobs before taking the other one to your mouth.

Licking, biting and slobbering your spit all over her. Like this isn't the hundredth time you've done it. Momo is still writhing in pleasure as you took your time switching for both orbs.

Momo couldn't hold it in any longer, she pulled your head up only to meet your eyes. You can see it, feel it and god you're ready for it. Momo opens her mouth to say.

"Devour me!" She then lifted her butt to take her shorts off along with her underwear. Once she's done her ass scrape off a good portion of the cake that's on the table.

"Babe the cake." You whispered knowing full well it was a really delicate cake.

"Which one?" Momo sly reply with a subtle lip bite made you forget what you were going to say and instead opted to...

"This one!" You spank her ass check and grasps a good amount of its portion.

Moans echoed throughout the dining area as you made your way down to her core. Shaved and glistening, you took your time to admire the well taken care off pussy of your girlfriend before diving in.

It's only right to eat on the table as your mouth latches to her pussy like you're never letting you. Parting her lips as you took a taste of her savory wet core, god it was addicting to say the least.

Momo spreads her legs even more as you continued your feast. Her hands travelled messing your hair as she tries her best to bury you deep in her.

"Oh god! S-shit! You're so fucking good baby, do you love eating mommy that much?"

"Y-mfhm... Mo-mffhm-my." It was a valiant effort to try and reply but it was enough for Momo to understand.

Momo was drowning as her upper body collapses on the table she was in ecstasy with your mouth but she can make it better for you.

She noticed the cake right beside her, it was ruined anyway so she took a handful tasting it for a bit. Once satisfied with the delicacy she pulled you by the hair before shoving a good amounts of cake in your mouth.

"Continue." She commanded before pulling you in to her pussy once more.

It's messy, it's sweet and god it was errotic. As you can taste her juice along with the sweet fruity taste of the cake.

"Baby." You hear her call cutting you away from your trance.

"Ass." She said with her head thrown back. You understood it quickly.

Anal... It wasn't foreign to both of you and god knows you two love doing it. So you quickly went to work.

Licking and moistening her puckered hole.

"Your peach taste so sweet." You said earning a smile from your girl.

Your work was cut off by Momo pulling you away by the hair once more to shove more cake to your mouth before aggressively pulling you back in knowing full well her meaty lower half with be enough cushion for you to hit.

Once satisified you pull away gasping for air. Thank god you work out or you would've passed out moments ago.

You quickly removed your lower garments to free your painfully leaking member. Momo takes a good look at it before feeling it with her feet.

"Is this for mommy?" She shouldn't have asked. It was completely unnecessary because who else should it be for.

"Pleasure me! Give me my birthday gift." She grinned before pulling you in with her leg.

Your member perfectly lining up with her asshole. Confident with how wet it is, you slowly made your way in. Tight as ever, she grabbed you on the back marking you with her nails. You can feel it digging in as she tries to hold the pain and pleasure in.

Before you even know it your member is fully gone inside her. Despite the amount of times you've done it. You still give Momo a moment to get use to the sensation.

Signalled with a lick on your earlobe, you start working your hips.

"Fuck~... Oh my~ aaahhhh~!" She was lost in pleasure trying her best to find words.

Your pace picks up as her hands left your back, sprawling to anywhere it reaches and to your surprise she got a handful of cake for the second time. Taking it to her mouth.

Your jealousy that she gets to enjoy all of the treat was turned away as she pulls you in for a sloppy kiss. Deciding that this night has been long enough you quickly got to work with thrusting deeper and deeper to your girl.

"Fucking! Ahh! I'm fucking cumming baby. Yes! Yes! Make mommy cum!" You're not one to let her request run dry as you continued your pace only to feel your self reaching its own climax.

"I'm cumming mommy." You whispered.

"Do it! Fill mommy up." Her agreement encouraged you even more.

A few more thrust in your balls clenches as you shoot your load into her tight hole. Momo on the other hand sprays you with her juice, squirting all over your abs.

"Haaa~!" You exhaled before collapsing on top of her.

Momo snakes her arms around you in an embrace, you two held each other. Cakes everywhere both of you laugh realizing what you have done.

"Happy birthday my peach." You greeted

"Thank you so much my love." She smiled before pulling you in for another kiss, this time emanating a sweet and lovely feel.

"We're gonna have to clean this up." Momo whispered.

"Tomorrow." You replied before carrying her bridal-style to your shower.

[from-izzy]

this summer... | tbz lee jaehyun | hyunjae

» ​PAIRING: tbz lee jaehyun x fem reader​ » TROPE/AU​: don't think there's a trope for this one 🤔 established relationship au! » GENRE​: summer break, holiday with friends, boyfie hyunjae, hyunjae's cute curly hair makes an appearance!, very fluffy patient hyunjae, very cute hyunjae, comforting and lovely hyunjae, summer holiday cause we all deserve to rest, maybe around...4/5 comfort level (in my standards!), hyunjae tucks your hair behind your ears, reader blushes because of boyfie hyunjae, long-haired reader who uses her hair to hide from hyunjae, standing infront of the mirror together as you both face your insecurities (hyunjae is also taller than you) » WORD COUNT: ​6384 » ESTIMATED READING TIME: ~25 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): insecurities, weight and body image

repost for @deoboyznet's 📢❤️ first house event!

just went back and fixed up the grammar and writing mistakes (there were a lot, i don't know how i missed it 😭)

Summer holds a very soft, warm spot in your heart.

For one, it’s the way the season is conveniently placed in the middle of July to the end of August which is the best time to destress after almost half a year of studying your ass off.

Secondly, it’s the way that you would shout “cannonball!” whilst you and your friends linked hands and jumped into the backyard, outdoor swimming pool.

Thirdly, it’s the way that you can flexibly work your schedule for a short amount of time: waking up, sleeping whenever you want to, studying when you want to and hanging out with the same friends when you want to.

Fourthly, it’s the way that every single food tastes so much better in the sunny summer compared to other white winters, the sneezy spring and the awkward cold-but-not-too-cold autumn.

But it’s also the way that you met your boyfriend in this beautiful season two years ago when he transferred to your school, alongside the fact that he shyly (but confidently, at the same time) asked you to be his a year ago at your favourite beach. You remember the way his cheeks flush with surprise when he turns back upon Younghoon and Jacob’s mischievous giggles, telling him to turn back to see you stare at him in bewilderment. The truth was revealed later on that your friends plotted the confession, complaining about your blindness of the lovesick eyes that you both sent to each other yet doing nothing about it.

To celebrate your last high school summer break together, Jaehyun’s closest two friends, Younghoon and Jacob, would come together with your slightly bigger group to spend a little four-day, three-night getaway at Jeju Island.

All of you have been talking about this for ages and how it would be a fun treat for making it through the last decade of compulsory high school and to give an encouraging pump for the last half a year left before you all finally become adults and take your own pathways. You all saved money like crazy even when you all reached the budget that is needed (you never know what could happen!) and the exciting day finally starts off tomorrow with Jacob driving one car while Seoyoon drives the smaller 4-wheel drive. It’s a shame that they couldn’t find a single car for all six of them at a reasonable price but they are all thankful for the opportunity to even share these memories together. 

“Are you all ready for tomorrow?” Your mum peaks in after she knocks on your bedroom door. She was just as excited as you are, seeing how much you worked so hard both at school and your efforts on saving money for the last three years, “Give this to Jaehyun for me as well.”

“Hm?” You took your eyes off your still messy luggage to see, what you assumed to be, a black leather jacket that was folded neatly with a red ribbon wrapped around it; don’t forget the simple small card with his name on it, slipped in the middle of the ribbon. 

“It’s his birthday gift. It was his birthday recently, right?” Your mum’s considerate act made you smile brightly and you jumped up from your knees to give her a tight hug. With your arms around her neck and your neck on her shoulders, you squeal in happiness, “Okay, okay I get it, you love him very much.”

You jump, still in your mum’s arms with your head in the clouds as you picture your loving boyfriend that you will be able to spend time with nonstop for the next four days or so, “I really really do. He’s just so perfect, mum.”

“Yes, yes. I’ve heard this way too much. Now let go of me, child. You need to finish packing.” Your mum rolls her eyes playfully and you know there was a big smile plastered on her own face with the way her words were delivered so clearly.

“Okay, okay.” With a quick kiss on her cheek, your mum disappears to the other side of the door. You let out a sigh of happiness, putting Jaehyun’s gift next to your luggage as you imagined how cute, good, hot, handsom---

“Also,” You jump a bit, hands on your chest when your mum surprised you this time with no further notice of her presence, “stop stealing his clothes.” You just giggle guiltily as her uninteresting eyes direct themselves to your overfilled, messy closet, “One, you already have a lot. Two,” back to your giddy figure, “he’s going to go broke.”

The whole house was sleeping, recharging from their own personal tiring events from the day. You should probably be too as you’ve all planned quite an early morning to get the most out of your holiday together. Instead though, somewhere in the middle of your packing, you couldn’t help but call your boyfriend, “Can you…” 

“Hm?” Jaehyun on the other side of the line was also about to call you earlier and his face lit up when your name popped up on his screen, the familiar and specific ringtone bouncing around his four walls excitedly, “What’s wrong?”

The both of them curled up in their own respective beds with hushed voices full of love and adoration. Their phones were near their own faces as they lay down on their side to face each other’s respective profile pictures on their phones. At first, they wanted to do a video call but Jaehyun adamantly refused as per experience, they would not be able to sleep until about an hour before they were supposed to wake up. As much as you both know that you (probably) shouldn’t be doing that during school times, sitting next to each other during recess and lunch, with your head resting on his shoulder and his on top of yours as you both tried desperately to recharge quickly for the next periods, you both concluded that those late night (early morning) talks have always been worth it.

“Can we just…not sleep tonight?” You offered, your cheeks red as you pulled your blanket further up your face to hide as if Jaehyun could see you over his phone, “And just talk?”

“You know we shouldn’t, bubs.” Jaehyun hums, whispering back to you softly, “Plus we will literally be together for four days.”

“Well,” You grumble, sighing out as you finally voice the rough mathematical sound in your head, “technically less because we won’t be in the same room and then after that, there will be toilet breaks and then we lose milliseconds when we blink our eyes and then we won’t be in the same car as well, which is a big deal and it’s ju---”

“Okay okay, so maybe it’s not for a full ninety-six hours.” Jaehyun’s amused chuckle made you softly smile again, closing your eyes to focus on his comforting voice, “But we should get to sleep now, hm? Let’s just keep the phone on, okay?”

“Ah! I forgot to tell you abou---”

“Bubs.” Jaehyun scolds you playfully. You could make out the grin on his face and the way his eyes form little crescent shapes as you just whine about not wanting to fall asleep yet, “Tell you what.”

“Hm?”

You make out the shuffles from the other side of the line, telling you that Jaehyun is getting into a more comfortable position. This made you kick your legs and squeal into the phone as you knew what he would say next. Jaehyun shakes his head at your obviously delighted response. He sits up on the bed, laying his back on the bed frame. With his phone on his lap, he continued to make his little ‘deal’, “I’ll sing and you sleep.”

“Fine.” You rolled your eyes but the tone of your voice gave away what you truly felt, “Night, Jae.”

“Goodnight, bubs.”

You woke up refreshed, the tune that Jaehyun sang to you last night replaying in your head. You forgot to charge your phone last night so when you said ‘good morning’ and didn’t receive a response back, you were worried that something happened to the other line. Quickly jumping out of bed to reach for your power bank and starting your phone up with a series of impatient ‘come on, come on’, you thought you could beat your boyfriend’s text first.

With a bear and a heart next to his name, your notification showed the ‘good morning, sleepyhead.’ and the ‘beat you to it first, bubs.’

You slap your forehead gently to scold yourself. Forgetting to charge your phone overnight during an overnight phone call isn’t new to you and you made a bet with Jaehyun that the next time it happens (which is, just then), you would be the first one to send him a ‘good morning’ text, beating his unbeatable strike of twenty-three.

“Well, that’s twenty-four now.” The heartwarming feeling spreads through your body again and the smallest things that Jaehyun did made you feel so loved that you felt that you were out of this world.

You plop back down on your bed, stretching your arms out to the ceiling with your phones in your hands as you watch the ‘ringing’ switch to a stopwatch to show the duration of the call, “You beat me.” Jaehyun chuckles through the speaker mode.

“Good morning to you too.” You see the request to turn the voice call into a video call and you pick it up immediately, “Ah, my girlfriend is so pretty in the morning.”

“Lee Jaehyun, stop.” You pull your hair over to hide your face, peeking through the gaps to see him blow a kiss at you. You blew one back, your cheeks still flaring red and warm, “If I look pretty then you’re a masterpiece.”

“As if.” With the new angle of the phone facing towards the ceiling, you observed the way that your boyfriend enters a new room, turning on the lights to start his morning routine. Jaehyun puts his phone against his bathroom mirror but due to his height and the lower table, you can no longer see his face. But you didn’t need to see his face to know what he was going to do. 

Your regular morning and night phone calls served as a kind of ‘get ready for’ something together and it also allowed you both to become more comfortable with each other during your first stages of dating. When you were just friends, these calls weren’t regular and only happened when you both needed to get something off your chests, or maybe rant about a nightmare that you had and needed some comfort. When you both started dating, it naturally became a regular thing you both indulged in, spending hours studying or watching movies together at night and spending your morning hours together before you hung up when you both were back to each other physically.

So you knew very well what Jaehyun was going to do when he let out a loud exhale and plugged his hair straighter into the power plug on the wall where the phone was near, “Straightening your hair?” You didn’t ask this question often. Most of the time you asked is either because you both weren’t currently talking or were too busy in your morning routines.

“Yeah.” He lets out a loud exhale and you observe how his chest leans forward toward the mirror, presumably to take a better look at a part of his hair that is already straightened, "Just…" another sigh, "yeah."

You nod at his words. Turning over to lay on your stomach to be in a more comfortable position, you just watch Jaehyun's arms moving left to right, up and down as he readjusts his hair with the help of his mirror. The series of 'tsk' from the other side of the line made your heart clench and you couldn't help but reassure him, your chin resting on your arm, "I love your curly hair, Jae."

You know how much Jaehyun gets insecure about his natural hair sometimes. The very first time you saw it was when you arrived at Jaehyun's house really early when you both were only friends. He opened the door for you to wait inside but due to his nervousness about unexpectedly having you over and walking to school with you for the first time, he forgot to finish his morning routine.

You remember greeting him with a shy smile and 'good morning' and he didn't even get the chance to say it back because your eyes travelled up to the very different hairstyle he has compared to the one you see at school. No need to say, he shut the door on you and the whoosh of wind left you stunned at the front door for a while.

When he opened the door again, you sweetly smiled at him, complimenting the natural shape of his hair. His worries about you seeing him as different (and possibly in your eyes, ugly) all disappear when you offer to straighten his hair for him.

Lee Jaehyun was a tomato throughout it all, especially when you said you like boys with curly hair. Like, what was he even supposed to do with that information?

"R-Really?" You lift your chin, coming closer to the phone screen when Jaehyun's face comes into view, "I-I just…I look so ba---"

"You look gorgeous." You quickly interrupted and you relaxed when Jaehyun let out a genuine sigh of relief. You took note of how his smile grew and his eyes looked at you thankfully, "I promise."

He retrieves his phone back to his hand and places his now gleaming face in the middle of the screen, "Thank you." He blew a kiss to the screen and you returned the gesture back before finally starting your own morning routine before Seoyoon arrived.

It's only around thirty minutes later when Seoyoon texted her arrival and you scurried down the stairs with all your necessities chaotically, "I think I'll hang up now. Lyla will not let me live otherwise."

"Yep, even though she's the biggest contributor to our relationship." Jaehyun remarks, "See you soon, bubs."

"Love you, see you soon!"

You turned off your phone, pocketed it safely and dropped your luggage in the trunk of the car. Hopping in with an excited feeling, you were quickly attacked with your own words that you said a couple of minutes ago.

"Love you, see you soon!!" Lyla imitates you, a series of eyebrow wiggles and teasing smiles on her face when she turns her body over to face the back seat where you just groan and roll your eyes.

"Hey. You and Jacob aren't any better." Seoyeon defends you swiftly and you poke your tongue out at your now-defeated friend.

"They're so cute, it physically makes me sick." Your backseat partner, Sua comments.

You squint your eyes at her, "I'm not sure whether that's a compliment or not but I'll just accept it and move on." Seoyeon watches her best friend from the rearview mirror, nodding and clicking her tongue in approval while humming in thought, "What?"

"You and Jaehyun are perfect for each other indeed." Seoyoon starts the engine again, turning up the music to a desirable amount for the hour-long trip to the resort.

You blush at that, murmuring to yourself, "He's perfect for sure." 

The holiday just started and it’s already so much better than you expected. While waiting for your gate to open, you pass Jaehyun’s gift from your mum, your boyfriend putting it on straight away despite the warm weather and sending a video message to your mum in gratitude. Lyla also planned a 'little' daily schedule for you all to follow the past few days. The later bloomers were not particularly happy with starting the day at nine and ending it at eleven on the same day and through choruses of opinions, she scrapped the idea and reduced the amount of group activities. You reassured your best friend that you would still do the main things that she wanted to do together and you were satisfied with the way she tackled you down on the bed in happiness. 

Other than that, you all did an awesome job at finding this beach house. The location of the beach house is convenient and with the time of the year, a lot of night markets and activities were planned each day to celebrate the warm season. The area is filled with other couples and not so surprisingly other students who are enjoying their short freedom before they have to bury their whole bodies underneath a pile of books and practice exam papers. 

“We’re finally here!” You all walked out and breathed the minty fresh air and salty sea as you stepped out of the airport, “This is so exciting!” Sua pulls both you and Seoyoon by the waist, squishing you three into a tight hug, “We’re going to have so much fun.”

You chuckle and affirm her words, “But let’s get the car first.”

Jacob points to the familiar plate numbers and along with Seoyoon, figures out the final arrangements, all the terms and conditions before finally attaining the keys from the person in charge.

“Can I---”

“No. You already spent like an hour with him on the flight.” 

Sua gives you a deadpan look and Lyla pushes the girl lightly, “Just let her go. Jaehyun is looking at us with puppy eyes as well. Go with Jacob though, don’t want to see you two being all lovey-dovey.”

“Ew.” Sua throws her head back and jumps out of the hug, “You know what you both go in Jacob’s car. I’m going to go with Younghoon and Seoyoon.”

You took Lyla’s hand with your chin held high, teasing Sua’s look of grimace, “Not a problem with me.” As you were about to grab the handle of your wheel bag in another, Jaehyun ran to your side and beat you to it, giving you a quick kiss on your cheek.

His smirk grew at the way your cheeks grew red at the lingering feeling of his lips, “You weren’t giving me any attention.” Lyla squeals and runs away from you to hug her own boyfriend instead. Still frozen and shy at the unexpected act, you turned your head to the side with raised eyebrows, a gaped mouth and being absolutely speechless, Jaehyun shrugged innocently, “I was getting kind of lonely, bubs.” 

“Lee Jaeh---”

Another kiss this time was given straight to your lips, muffling your complaints.

“Wha---”

Your internal body temperature is rising to be as hot as the summer heat and Jaehyun knew that he needed to cool you down or else you were probably going to murder him for making you so flustered in the middle of the walkway entrance of the airport door. He dips his head down once more to ghost over your plumper lips and before you can say anything else, his palms land softly on both sides of your waist, encasing you in his hold. His thumbs soothe down the sides of your body particularly along your ribs as you gasp from the delicate touch before he dives in to kiss you once more. Your own arms lift and you cross your wrists over on his nape, pulling him closer and responding to the kiss.

You felt nervous as you were out in public, tens of people just walking by or just standing around, but it all dissipated when you felt his breath on your lips. The kiss itself wasn’t heated like some of your other kisses with him but rather sweet and gentle. His lips would hug your lower lips before pulling away a little bit and hug your upper lip instead, relishing the way you would respond to him as a smile grew on both of your faces. He would do those little nudges and brushes with his nose on yours and you giggled as it meant that his playful self appeared to replace his flirty self.

“A bit jealous?” You asked him with your foreheads against each other.

“No.” Jaehyun smiles so widely when you both make eye contact, so much so that his cute little eye wrinkle smile makes its appearance, “A lot.”

That's how Jaehyun showed his love to you throughout the trip. It would also be holding hands whenever you both could, filling up your plate with more food whenever it got empty, making you walk on the inside of the walkway, dropping you off at your room door as if it wasn't just across and a little bit of a turn to his own room with the other boys, reminding you that you're beautiful and that he loves you every day.

Just.

You love this man. So much. With all your heart.

And Jaehyun knows that. From the way you would use your palm to block the side of his face due to the wind, to how you would give him the first bite of your ice cream, reminding him to put more sunscreen and applying it to his face every so often, to the way you sweetly kissed him on the lips as you both rested for the night.

He loves you. So much. With all his heart.

He managed to prove to you that every single day for the past two years you were friends, the past year and a half when he developed a crush on you, and the last year ever since you confessed your feelings to him back after him.

But you see, it's just unavoidable that you would still have those times alone when you would look at your body and feel self-conscious about it. You're human after all. It's normal to have a drop in confidence sometimes but the stereotype of girls in summer with their tanned skin, humongous sunglasses and revealing bikini got to you sometimes.

Your boyfriend is a godsend. It's no secret that girls would crush on him and the boys want to be him. I mean, with that kind heart, sexy brain (and body) and handsome visuals? Seriously, what did you do in your past life to receive this much love from a single person?

"You're not changing?"

Snapping out of your daze from your messy luggage, you could see your three friends all in their own choice of swimsuits and bikinis under their beach towels and robes. Seoyoon stares at you worriedly through her pink sunglasses.

"Um." You try your best to show a genuine smile, "I'll be there, just trying to swallow down that heavy lunch. You guys go on ahead."

You would be stupid if you thought they would believe that. Six years of friendship with a punt lie like that? Absolutely not. But they didn't question you further as you just bit your lower lip, feeling your confidence drop down once more. They know you just wanted to be alone after telling them that you felt sick and that you ate so much after lunch.

This is the part of summer that you hate.

As much as summer does hold a soft spot in your heart, sometimes the reminder that the sun is made out of fire literally made your head hot due to the overthinking that you always did somewhere along the way before you stepped into any type of swimsuit. 

Deciding to succumb to your thoughts for a little bit, you sit down on the edge of the bed in defeat. You look out to see the sun's circumference not too far away from kissing the edge of the ocean and you could feel yourself starting to cry as you tried to push your dark thoughts away.

"Come on." You pleaded with yourself to pick up a swimsuit, any swimsuit, so that you can go meet with the others and watch the sunset together by the beach before you would all need to pack up and go back to reality tomorrow, "Please…" You whimper in desperation.

The balls of your feet step onto the side rail of the bed and you begin to sob, your arms wrapping your abdomen tightly in frustration. The water runs straight down from your eyelashes to your thighs and those droplets eventually make their own path from there as well.

You want to see the sunset as the beach water splashes and hugs your lower body. You want to see the sunset with your friends and your boyfriend together as you maybe do a little water fight against each other. You want to see the sky turn its bright colours to darker hues that signal younger children to turn their devices off and go to sleep. 

You want to do all that so badly.

You released all your pent-up feelings through your tears and the cawing seagulls constantly reminded you that you were running out of time as the circle in the sky would eventually just sink and it would not stop or wait for anyone or anything. You managed to be in a swimsuit on the other previous days. So why now? When this whole little "let's see the sunset together in the water" was your idea. Why? Why why why---

You shouldn't have eaten so much in the last few days, feeling the difference in your stomach but also outside through your own eyes. So still with these burning thoughts and blurry vision, you just close your eyes, shove your hands into your suitcase, and take the first cold elastane fabric in your palms and change into it. Throughout your trip, you would plan your outfits with the help of the full body mirror that was placed behind the door, taking selfies with your friends as you all pulled funny faces together. 

This is the only outfit that the mirror didn't see and the camera did not have save, and you didn’t think anything or anyone could change that. Quickly, you grab an oversized shirt, pulling it over your body to quickly realise that it's one of Jaehyun’s that you stole. You chuckle between your ragged gasps for air, sitting down on the bed again to continue your cries for a bit more. Before you can even hug your body once more, the knock on the door makes you whip your head backwards towards it.

"Bubs? Are you okay?"

You whimper at the familiar voice behind the door and you shake your head, not trusting your ability to answer verbally. Of course, the door isn't transparent and Jaehyun himself is only human too and understandably, your lack of response only makes him worry more.

"Hey…I'm going in alright?" The door clicks open with that and you hurriedly wipe any last bit of tears on your face, running your wet palms along the clothing that covers half of your thighs. You still couldn’t help your sniffles though and it was enough to have the smile on Jaehyun’s face and his soft steps to change quickly, “Hey, hey. What’s wrong?”

You only shook your head in response, your fists clenched the shirt in frustration as you began to drown in your own thoughts as well. Jaehyun kneels down in front of your downcasted head and if you looked up, you would be able to see the sad smile, the way his eyes gaze at you with patience and love. Carefully, his hand reaches out to your now-white fists. His fingers lay on the back of your palm while his palm lays on your knuckles, his thumb soothing the exposed sides of your pointer finger.

He made his presence to you with small, gentle steps from there: tucking your hair behind your ears, making a joke about how he thought he lost the shirt you were wearing, and letting out a harmonious chuckle when you responded to his joke. With time, he even manages to let your hands go off his now crinkled shirt, holding both your hands instead.

"I'm sorry." Is the first word you said when you broke the silence. 

Pouting at that, Jaehyun leans forward to kiss your tired knuckles, "Don't be. You haven't done anything wrong."

"I have…" You whisper guiltily, "We missed the sunset right?"

"Hey, don't you think about that right now, okay?" He shakes his head at your worries, "That's not important. What's important is why you were crying alone and feeling sad about something."

"I'm just---" You sigh exasperatedly. Your eyes haven't met Jaehyun, just taking in the way your hands were between his. The changes in your physical appearance made you so weak and frustrated, "I just don't feel good about my body and you're literally so perfect and I just can't keep up with how perfect you ar---"

"Stop, don't say that about yourself." He lets go of your hands, scooting over and straightening his back. You close your eyes, sniffling once again as you feel your boyfriend's hands cup your cheek, lifting your messy face to him. He wipes the rest of the tears that escape from your eyes with his thumbs, leaning to press kisses on both your eyelids in an attempt to ground you back. 

You open your eyes to see the love hearts that swirl around his eyes freely, the crease between his eyebrows and the somewhat serious face he has on. 

"He's mad at me…" and you bit your lip to contain your assumptions to yourself, scared that Jaehyun would affirm it and want that could result, "Please don't leave me."

"I wo---"

"I'll make myself look better in every way possible, just please give me time."

"Bubs, what are you talking about?" Jaehyun shakes his head at your rant while his head tries to pick up the pieces together to make a sort of confusion, "You're perfect as you are. Don't ever change yourself for anyone. Including me."

"But those girls are so pretty, Jaehyun and you would look so much better with them. Or maybe with me if I was somewhere on their lev---"

"Please look at yourself the way that I see you through my eyes." It was soft, almost like a hush. But you catch the way his lips move when you go on a tangent and you stop yourself from going further.

Jaehyun stands up, making you stand up as well and brings you in for a hug, his hand behind your head and the other around your waist. You let out the rest of your tears on his chest, punching him lightly while your palm pushes your stomach in frustration.

Jaehyun doesn't care about your punches to his chest but he immediately catches your other hand, pulling it away to the side of your body. His hand wraps itself around your wrist tightly, stopping you from pulling it back, "You're gorgeous." His hold on your body tightens as he recites the words that you said to him a few days ago through the latest video chat you both had, "I promise."

"Jaehyun…"

"I don't care about other girls. Who cares about them? When I have such a gorgeous girlfriend inside and out and bonus for me, loves me for who I am?" Jaehyun puts a small distance between his chest and your face, gazing down at you and planting a kiss on your forehead, "Wait here for a bit?"

You nod at the question and he leaves to go to the bathroom. While he left, your eyes went back to the view outside the window and you could predict how much time had passed as the circumference of the sun started to really make contact with the ocean. The guilt settles in again and you curse yourself for ruining the last group event of the whole trip. 

But before you could really drown in the darkness again, Jaehyun stumbles out of the bathroom and you gasp at his wet hair and the darker spots on his shirt due to the water. You walk over to him, your mouth moving in different shapes though no voice was heard.

Jaehyun chuckles at the way you retrieved a towel and laid it on top of his head, beginning to dry his brown hair with circular motions, "Thank you." He takes the towel with one hand, continuing the motions himself while his other arm snakes around your waist to pull you back to his chest.

You rest your chin on his left pectoral, observing the little curls of his hair starting to make its appearance and you smile fondly at how it would disappear underneath the towel and reappear again. When Jaehyun puts the towel around his neck, you couldn't help but reach out to play with one of his curls, trapping the strands between your thumb and pointer and gently tugging it, straightening the strand until the end, only for it to retract back to its formal shape.

"Having fun there?" Jaehyun comments when you do the same action to other strands of his hair. Slowly, a joyful smile comes to your face and he feels relieved at the pretty sight, "Come here for a second."

He led you to stand in front of the mirror and you immediately turned back to hug your boyfriend, scowling at how messy you looked, "I think I just saw a ghost." You complain, hiding your face in his chest. 

"Oh?" Jaehyun gasps out dramatically, "What where? I hate ghosts but I'll protect you!" Just like before, he held you close with both of his fingers intertwining behind your back. 

You both stayed like this for a moment longer. Jaehyun's heartbeat calms you down and you exhale in contentment at the way he starts to sway from side to side slightly. The familiar scent of your shampoo, unknown to you, makes him feel the same calmness as well as he faces his insecurity head-on through the mirror.

You took notice of how Jaehyun's body felt a bit tense compared to how it was with your last hug. From the lower side angle, you can see the way that his jaw tenses at the look that the mirror is giving him, gulping at his own reflection. Turning your body around to face the mirror, still within his hold, you ignore how much you hate your own reflection, staring at your boyfriend's eyes instead.

Too deep in his thought, you rest your forearms on top of his, this time your palms on top of his like how he did before, "Love your hair, Jae."

You can see the slight flinch when your voice pulls him back to reality. You blush when he dips his chin down to your shoulder, whispering his own words to your ears, "Love your body, bubs."

The mirror showed the couple's full body, including the parts of themselves that they each hated the most. But the mirror also showed the both of them together as they embraced and basked in each other's love, reminding the other that their insecurities were valid but that they still love the other the same way. 

You realise that when Jaehyun washed out his hairspray, using a towel to dry his hair to make his natural hair come back instantly. You realised once again that Jaehyun is truly in love with you, so patient and so kind with your journey and the smile that grew on your lips which each realisation made Jaehyun blush and bury his face onto the crook of your neck.

You remind yourself internally at this moment, as you face yourself straight into the mirror, "I'm enough and I'm gorgeous." And the deep inhale of the cold but warming air that enters your lungs, untangles Jaehyun's hands and with no pressure, places itself on your clothed stomach. He presses a kiss on the underside of your jawline, whispering sweet nothings to you.

You turn your head to face him this time, not through the mirror, the tips of your noses together, your eyes closed and your mind at peace, "Thank you."

"No, thank you." A shake of his head and a kiss on your lips, "For loving me and treating me like I’m perfect."

“You’re perfect in my eyes.”

“Took the words right out of my mouth.”

You were able to watch the upper half of the sunset with your friends at the beach. Seoyoon, Lyla and Sua could see the tranquillity on your face and they looked at each other, sending nods, knowing that you were fine and doing okay now. Just as you wished, you were able to fully feel the salty water around your entire body, leaving the oversized shirt somewhere on the big volume of sand behind you.

All of you know that this trip was way better than you had expected. It would be a trip that you would talk about and look back on for the rest of your life. It's a summer memory that you will hold on to not only because all your hard work in your jobs paid off, or your first trip with all your friends and boyfriend without supervision, or how Jaehyun loves you dearly.

This summer taught you that you love the people in your life right now and how fast time goes by as you surround yourself with them.

This summer gave you confidence that you will be able to go back and study more when you're back and pursue whatever it is that you want.

This summer taught you that you're enough as you are and that you should be kinder towards every part of yourself, to treat your body for going through all the hardships that life has given you.

This summer also made you fall in love with Lee Jaehyun deeper and you are sure that your relationship will grow further and stronger from now on.

You can't wait for the new things you'll learn next summer but that's something for later. For now, as the sun continues to set further and you all run back to land to set up a group photo with the scene as the background, you envelop yourself within the bounds of Jaehyun's arms.

"Love you." You quickly kiss him before turning back around to pose for the camera.

"Love you more." He squishes in audibly before the camera snaps.

Oh, how you'll remember this summer.

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