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poly!aespa comforting you

gf!aespa x reader, university!au

fluff, 1.6k wc

quite frankly, I've had a terrible ass fucking day and honestly, the thought of just collapsing into the arms of my 4 gfs is such a pleasant thing to think ab. small warning for mentions of deteriorating mental health. enjoy (I love them so much).

your classes today span from 7 am to 7 pm, coming back home, however, just before midnight, having had to work on extra assignments or what not. you were so fucking exhausted, you didn't even get good sleep last night and had to wake up early too. your girlfriends were already home, aeri and minjeong in the kitchen while yizhuo and rina cleaned the house, all of them waiting for you to come home.

you'd usually be back by 8 or 9 during these 7-7 days, but once the clock hit 10, your girls started to worry. winselle had already been done a while ago with the food and ningrina had finished cleaning by the time they all realized you hadn't come home yet. jeong immediately texted you, asking if you were okay, a worried expression on her face. the unnies felt their heart drop to their stomach imagining the worst, the two of them exchanging a look of worry. ningyi was borderline hysterical, verbalizing everything wrong that could've happened to you, which ranged from rambling ab if your phone had died or lost signal to if you had gotten into an accident on the way home or someone had taken you.

her hysteria didn't help at all and just made all of them worry even more. rina tried to be level-headed about it and give rational explanations, to which everyone agreed. but the worry didn't subside once it turned 11. they all started becoming paranoid as fuck. and so, rina texted you, aeri called you, jeongie dm'd your socials, and yizhuo contacted all your friends. they had to figure out where you were and most importantly, if you were okay.

when honestly in reality, you just had ur phone on silent, not touching it, just trying to power through all the fucking piles of work you had to finish. when you finally did, you packed your shit and booked it, not even glancing at your phone and b-lining home, wanting to feel the warm embrace of your gfs. you finally made it to the door of your shared apartment, leaning your forehead against the hardwood and sighing. your temples throbbed and eyes heavy with exhaustion, your body barely able to move atp. but you gathered enough energy to dig for your keys and unlock the door.

the girls perked up when they heard the locks rattle. ning raced for the door and swung it open before you could unlock it, colliding her body with yours and burying her face into your winter coat.

"where have you been?!" she would exclaim, voice muffled by your clothes.

"ningie, that's enough, at least let her come in," rina said behind her, pulling both of you inside and closing the door.

she pulled away, and the four girls crowded around you, their eyes full of worry but relief as well. you ignore their gazes and rid of your outerwear, removing your shoes, taking off your bag, and slipping out of your coat. they followed you as you dragged yourself to the living room and collapsed on the couch face first. they all jumped a little when you suddenly screamed into the armrest, letting out your stress and pent up exhaustion.

aeri was the first to reapproach you, pulling your limp body up to face her, her kneeling down beside you on the couch.

"you okay baby?" her voice gentle but lined with so much concern.

you closed your eyes at the feeling of her fingers brushing your hair, suddenly feeling tears well up in your eyes. no, you wanted to say, I'm so overwhelmed and stressed and today fucking sucked. but the sheer amount of exhaustion and dread washed over you, making u unable to respond and also start sobbing softly.

ur quiet cries didn't go unheard, the three other girls standing around you on the couch feeling their heart break at the sight of you, just absolutely shattered. aeri's jaw clenched and her eyebrows dropped, immediately pulling you up against her body, you shoving ur face into her neck. the other girls joined just as fast, feeling minjeong move under you so u sat on her lap, your back being hugged by ning, aeri letting you cry into her.

rina crouched down in front of you and rested her chin on your thigh, holding one of your hands with her own, using her free hand to caress your cheek and brush the hair out of your face. the five of you cuddled in silence, your sweet gfs just letting you release all your pent up emotions, feeling emotional themselves watching you so broken.

you were in such a devastated state, crying and aching, feeling so tired and wanting to sleep but being so fucking hungry that your stomach hurt. but even in this moment, despite barely able to breathe thru ur clogged nostrils, the only thing you're able to hear is white noise and the sound of your hiccups, shaking against gigi's sweater, jeongie's lap, yizhuo's hold, and jimin's hands, god, you felt so loved.

you felt so cared for, so adored, so safe, so comforted, so warm. rina leaving the gentlest kisses on ur leg and hands, aeri placing small pecks on ur forehead and hair, minjeong caressing your skin under your shirt, and ning holding you in the most comforting embrace, mumbling to herself against your back ("oh my sweet sweet girl, I'm so sorry you feel so broken, I love you so much :((("). they felt so good, so sweet, like home.

sitting there for minutes to hours, just holding onto you like their precious baby (you are), never leaving your side for a second, making sure every inch of your body was paid attention to. it made you melt further and further into them, something u needed desperately in this moment (it's also cold as fuck outside). u stopped crying on your own, feeling the tears stain ur cheeks as they slowly stopped falling from your eyes, sniffling to recollect yourself (and not leave gross remnants on ur gf's givenchy sweater).

the sound of ur soft giggle made all of them look at u. you sniffle once, twice, hiccup, before mumbling loud enough onto giselle's skin, "fuck."

they all let out an amused chuckle or sigh, rubbing at your skin, your back, patting your head or hair, anything, anywhere, just touching you and making sure you feel their love and affection for you.

"I hate to ruin your designer aeri..." you pull back slightly away from her neck, bringing a hand up to brush at your nose.

"don't even worry your pretty little head about it my love, are you kidding? I don't care about this, especially not when I have the most precious thing in the world right here," she states so sweetly, kissing ur stained cheeks.

"I wet it..." u hiccup.

"it's not like it's the first time you've cried into this sweater. except, it was for other reasons," aeri snickers next to your ear.

karina scowls, winter grimaces, and ningning bellows with laughter. you playfully hit her shoulder and roll your tired eyes as she smiles at you with that adorable and sweet :] shaped grin of hers. jimin taps your thigh and you look down at her, "tough day?"

you nod your head with a heavy sigh, the two younger girls following it up with rubbing your body caringly.

"you should rest princess, let's get you relaxed, okay?" yizhuo behind you rests her chin on your shoulder and says against your ear, the other girls nodding in agreement.

you let out a silent but audible okay before your girlfriends get to work. helping you get cleaned up and out of your clothes you've been in all day, getting you water and electrolytes to replenish the amount of tears you shed, feeding you dinner, getting you ready to sleep in your bed. they all do this in such blissful and comfortable silence, putting your mind at ease and peace as to not stimulate your overwhelmed form any further. they were so calm and patient with you, speaking softly and treating you gently, making sure you were okay with every little simple yet thoughtful thing they did to and for you.

as the girls discussed silently with one another who would stay with you for the night, your weak voice raised from behind them, immediately grabbing their attention.

"please, I need all of you with me tonight. please stay with me?"

the desperation and sorrow in your voice made their hearts ache. they love you so much, like so fucking much. so of course, they did. all of you cuddled up together in karina's big bed, you snuggled up nice, tight, and warm in the center. the soft noises the girls around you made as they slumbered, making sure they had some part of their body touching yours, never wanting to feel you apart from them.

"sleep baby," minjeong's soft cute voice emerges from the dark, her face digging into your neck and placing the sweetest kisses against your skin, "you deserve every bit of rest in the universe."

a smile creeps onto your face hearing her genuine adoring words towards you. you hum contentedly in acknowledgement, shifting closer to the sleepy girl next to you. drifting off to sleep with an exhausted figure, droopy eyes with dark bags, aching heart, overwhelmed mind, but the bestest girls loving you, right by your side, all yours, all theirs.

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Not to beg but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEEEAAAASSSEEEE can you do a part 2 to the psychopathic but it's okay band au thing and what the dynamic is like afterwards and maybe the rest of the girls catching on to something going between them

oooo okay, I never thought about it but NOW YOU GOT ME THINKING

content - aftermath of psychopathic but it's okay

wc - 2936

a/n - the "not to beg but PLEASE" was rlly funny btw. kinda in love with this universe now after writing this

the days after you and yunjin hooked up were... hm.

things were god fucking awkward to say the least. waking up alone after passing out on the practice room couch to seeing all your bandmates the following day, including jen (who actually showed up on time). the tension in that room was so palpable, it almost felt like you could reach out and touch it, feel it in your hands. the other girls shifted uneasily with you two in their proximity, messing with strings or keys on their instruments.

that was until chaewon clapped her hands and got everyone's attention, "okay guys, from the top."

practice went on as usual, yunjin surprisingly being in sync with the band (much to everyone's relief). the day continued with not a word being spoken by either of you two, only responding when being spoken to, not even throwing each other a glance. and when it ended, jen was the first to leave, packing up her shit and dipping so quickly. you scrambled to follow suit, not to go after her, but to not be interrogated by the older members.

unfortunately for you, sakura was already leaning against the door before you could even reach for it. chaewon had shooed away kazuha and eunchae so the two older girls could talk to you privately first, telling zuha to occupy the youngest (and maybe probe at yunjin). you sigh at kura's expectant expression, arms crossed and foot tapping on the floor, her eyebrows raising as if expecting you to say something. you turn to look at chaewon, her hands on her hips, the same expression plastered on her face.

you slump onto the couch, the same one yunjin had fucked you on the day before, burying your face in your hands and grumbling.

"whaaatttt?" you groan out the question into the air.

"you wanna tell me what happened after we left yesterday?" chaewon opens up first, plopping herself down onto one of the office chairs in the room, pulling it up next to you.

you turn away from her and sigh, "nothing happened."

"really? nothing happened? that's it?" sakura scoffs and leans against chaewon's chair.

you roll your eyes and rest your chin on your fist, looking up at them, "yes kura, nothing happened. why, what do you guys think?"

they exchange a look of disbelief before chaewon chuckles, "really? you and yunjin left alone in a room together to argue and nothing happened? y/n, even eunchae knows something went down."

"why? why does it matter? it's not like anything's changed," you say.

"you guys aren't talking. like shit, you guys didn't even argue today. you know how weird it is that you guys didn't even look like you wanted to murder each other?" sakura pushes.

"you know what?" you get up, collecting your stuff and heading towards the door, grabbing the handle and pulling it open, "ask yunjin then, because I don't know what the fuck happened either."

you leave, slamming the door shut. the two girls sigh and look at each other.

"what do you think happened?" chaewon asks, looking up at the older.

"could honestly be anything, but I don't think it's too wild to think that maybe it was something that made it so that they might not hate each other as much anymore," sakura contemplates, "I don't know what that might be, but something definitely happened."

on the other side of town, yunjin sits at a convenience store, triangle kimbap in one hand, her face in the other. she groans when she hears a familiar voice calling out for her.

"fuck off zuha," she grunts, feeling the chair next to her become occupied, long black hair shifting into view.

"you know what I'm here for, just tell me and I'll go. eunchae's waiting nearby expecting ice cream so I expect you to make it quick," kazuha boldly states, arms crossed on the table, leaning in towards jennifer.

she lifts her head up and glares at the younger girl with a scowl, "and why the fuck would I ever tell you anything?"

the former smirks, "why? do you have something to hide?"

yunjin aggressively takes a bite out of her rice ball and replies, mouth stuffed, "it's not like you cared about anything else before, why're you here now?"

"because unlike your bitch ass, I actually care about y/n. if you did something to her, I'll never forgive you jennifer," kazuha states.

yunjin looks up at her with her jaw clenched, kazuha's eyes fiery and wild. it makes her scoff, "gee, if you wanted to fuck y/n that bad, you could've just said so."

kazuha grabs the taller girl's collar and balls the material in her hand, "if you hurt y/n yunjin, I'll end you. I don't care about your guys' petty and childish arguments but whatever happened yesterday made her look like a shell of her former self. you did something, and I need to know what."

jen gulped. she had never seen her bandmate so enraged before, her expression angry and serious. while on the inside yunjin was pretty shaken up, she kept the facade of looking relaxed on as she releases a shaky sigh and responds.

"that is none of your business kazuha. if you cared so much about her, ask y/n yourself."

it's not fair and jen knew it. she was the one that snapped back at you in the first place yesterday, resulting in the arguing, and was also the one to initiate the sex. but she didn't know what to say. to be frank, she was scared. she woke up before you did, panicked while looking around the abandoned practice room, laying on top of your sleeping body. the wave of guilt that washed over her when she processed everything that had happened, scrambling to get dressed and leave before you awoke.

she didn't know what to do. she was the one that started the mess, but she didn't know how to clean it up.

the fire continued to rage in kazuha's eyes, drilling holes through yunjin's head. she let out an angry huff before releasing the girl's collar and standing up straight.

"I don't give a fuck about you yunjin nor do I want to and I really don't care about getting to know you. but even after that, what I do know is that you're either stupid or a fucking coward."

with that, she turned and left the store (heading off to buy eunchae some ice cream no doubt!).

her words resonate in yunjin's head. coward... she's right... I'm a fucking coward, she thought.

it didn't get better with time. everyone just became more on edge and the tension in that practice room never diminished. after the older members discussed their conversation with you to kazuha and vice versa about the yunjin conversation, they were just left a little more lost. they didn't wanna recruit the sweet and innocent youngest and get her wrapped up in the situation, but she was already unfortunately caught in crossfire at this point. and so they did.

eunchae asking you to walk her home today because everybody else was too busy to accompany her, so you say yes because that's your baby! rushing you two out of the door after practice is over and telling her to just stay silent the entire trip to her place. it pained you to a degree to make the talkative younger girl stay silent, but for both you and her, it was better to keep it this way. though of course, your little baby was just too curious (and obedient to sakura, chaewon, and kazuha) to listen to your demand.

"I know it's not really my place to ask, but you and yunjin... the tension is messing us all up and it's not helping," the youngest speaks up.

you sigh and stop walking, breathing out into the cold air with your hands shoved in your pockets. she stops walking too, a couple steps away to give you your space.

you continue to look up into the night sky, "I know eunchae, I know."

the silence hangs with you looking up and her looking down, the cement less intimidating then your pondering posture.

"it's... complicated," you state in the easiest way you deem possible, "we don't like each other, at least that's what I thought. I suppose maybe something changed, but yunjin's too fucking shallow to admit anything."

eunchae's attention is immediately grabbed by your decision to open up. she looks up from the floor and at you, curious eyes in your peripheral coming from the girl.

"you haven't talked to her yet? I mean, since a few days ago? or at all?" a simple question and maybe even solution falls from the younger's lips, if only she understood how hard it was.

you heave a sigh, hanging your hand and then looking back up, "no, to all three questions."

"well, why not?"

"she's..." you stifle a laugh, "insane, to say the least. rude, mean, always angry. it's like if I even try, she wouldn't even listen."

she nods her head slowly, "maybe you can try now. you've never tried before right? maybe after everything that happened, you can finally try."

you stare at her for a few seconds, the sound of cars passing by on the street next to you. a small smile creeps onto your face and you blink slowly at the younger. what a good kid.

"okay eunchae, I'll try," you grab for her hand, taking it in your own, and walk her to the nearest place to get ice cream.

yunjin always goes out on nights like this to her favorite spot. everyone knows to find her there, sitting or laying down on a blanket looking up at the sky or leaning against the railing looking out towards the city lights. the roof of her apartment building, 12 floors up, music playing from her speaker, and an alcoholic drink in her grasp at times. lord knows, tonight she needs it. the past few nights she's needed it.

the elevator dings and the doors open to the rooftop. you walk out and there she is, leaning against the railing, face resting against her fist, her other hand swirling the half empty bottle of beer, looking out towards the night lights as music played. you take a deep breath and make your way reluctantly towards her. she doesn't budge when you take up the space a few feet away from her, standing with your hands in your jacket pockets, following her gaze of the view.

the silence is, comfortable. the tension is there but you're existing in the same area as yunjin and you're not screaming at each other (yet), so it's peaceful for as long as it lasts. and it lasts for a long time. standing there, breathing the same air, listening to the same music, heart beats increasing at the same rate, thoughts of what to say to break the silence both ringing in your heads.

surprisingly, you hear her voice begin, "you know, I really need you to be the person to speak first."

"you and I both know that's not fair, jen. you can't be the one to fuck everything up and make me be the person to repair it."

it's so much easier for her to be mad at you if you're the one to unleash anger at her. it'd be so much easier to hate you if you hated her. it'd be so much easier to say what she wanted to say if you felt the same way and told her first.

she stutters, you can see her eyes flicker out of the corner of your vision, "you... you're right."

yunjin repeats the phrase under her breath as you turn your head to look at her. her hands are messing with the glass bottle, stare affixed onto it.

she sighs and hangs her head, "I-I... I'm scared y/n."

you barely hear her speak, but it's loud enough for you to process, feeling your rapidly beating heart stop. huh yunjin is scared. she's scared and it's because of you.

you bite the inside of your cheek as she continues to stutter, "I don't know what this is, what I'm feeling. I-I'm confused. I fucking hate you, god I hate you so much. you annoy me, you anger me, you enrage me, everything you do makes my blood boil. so why can't I stop thinking about you? why do I feel so obsessed with you? you're the only thing that lives in my mind."

she looks up at the sky before continuing, "I've never been so fucking infatuated with a person in my entire life, so why now? and why you? what is it that I'm feeling? I get so angry with you, when you finally fuck something up, when you yell at me, when you roll your eyes because of me. I deserve the way you treat me, but you don't deserve that, so why do I do it? I've thought about it a lot but I don't want to anymore. why are you always in my head?"

you take the smallest step towards her and clear your throat to respond, but she stops you, "I know you're just friends with kazuha, but I can't help but feel my stomach churn when you're with her. I know it's a simple mistake when you misplace my hairbrush or accidentally eat my share of food, but I can't help but to snap at you. I know it's my fault for giving my less than adequate effort during practice, but it's so much easier to get angry at you for caring. you're just so perfect all the time, I can't help but to despise you for it. and I hate that maybe the part of me that hates you doesn't exist. I'm..."

"jealous," you finally get a word in, interrupting her instead of letting her finish.

it's true. she felt good whenever you would fuck up because it meant perfect little y/n wasn't so perfect. always writing or composing new music, always practicing and refining her craft, always being the nicest to the members, always trying and being the absolute best. yunjin felt threatened because she couldn't relate. yunjin felt jealous because she wanted what you had, stability. yunjin also felt jealous because she wanted you, and she couldn't have you.

the silence engulfs the air surrounding the two of you, the cold breeze suddenly heating up. it breaks early, your laugh piercing through the stillness, making the dark haired girl turn her head to look at you. you continue to laugh genuinely, the melodious sound ringing through yunjin's confused ears.

you sigh after recovering, wiping tears in your eyes, "did you just admit that you have a crush on me with all of that?"

the tall girl gulps and stumbles over her words, "h-huh? wh-what no? no no never! I mean what the fuck are you talking about? I-I was just trying to e-explain~!"

you run up and grasp her face in your hands, smashing your lips against hers, shutting her up quickly. her eyes bulge out of their sockets, looking down at your closed ones melting into her. she settles after the shock subsides, closing her eyes and bringing her hands to grip your waist, throwing the half full beer bottle onto the floor somewhere, not caring about it shattering. she pulls you in closer, moving her lips against yours passionately as you push her back against the railing.

the kiss is so intimate, your fingers lacing through her hair and her calloused fingertips rubbing the skin of your lower back. your mouths mold together as one moving unit, tongues clashing and saliva building up, the taste of cheap alcohol on yunjin's lips mixing with your melon ice cream flavored ones. you makeout until you can't breathe, your grips becoming stronger and stronger as the both of you beg the other not to pull away even if you so badly need to, pulling each other in closer like it's a challenge to stop if you dare do so.

it ends when her fingernails dig into your sides and a choked breath escapes your throat, pulling away a little in pain, panting and almost coughing like the air had been sucked from your lungs. you bury your face into her neck and bite down on her skin until you hear her whine at the pain, looking down to see the indent of your teeth, leaning back in to make a hickey, marking your territory on huh yunjin.

you whisper loud enough for her to hear against her skin, "you are fucking stupid and a coward, just a scared little girl."

she closes her eyes at your words and your mouth on her neck, "but if you try to be a better person, then maybe I'm okay with it."

"I'm sorry y/n, for everything." yunjin pulls you away from her and makes you look into her sorry-filled eyes.

you bring your hand up to caress her cheek then pinch it, giggling in her face, "you better be jen. you have a lot of work to do before you get a free redemption arc, you know that right?"

she bites her lip and nods, "I-I know..."

you feel your heart fill with warmth as yunjin's cheeks burn a bright red and darken as time goes on. ah, you're never letting her live this down.

you remember to buy a gallon tub of ice cream for hong eunchae.

a/n - everyone say TYSM EUNCHAEEEE!!! never thought I'd expand on this universe but this was fun to revisit! the og has gotten so much fucking love in the past TWO MONTHS NOW so ty guys for the support on it, I never thought I'd make it this far <333 sob sob I love yall

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oh oh, oh my god- guys.....

aeri and julie...

better yet, aeri, julie, and yunjin....

BETTER YET, aeri, julie, yunjin, and somi....

oh, oh the brain is cooking rn

#ffos rambling #aespa #le sserafim #kiss of life #somi #i WILL be cooking this next week #regarding this idk! #but something will be ready to eat! #i love women oh my god 🧎‍♀️

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absolutely melting, js a puddle on the floor rn

GF! RANDOM HCS ft. aespa

idol au (for some), established relationship, requested, fluff

KARINA ; loves to affirm you

soft gf! jimin is just so... she would be the epitome of all languages,,, but needless to say, all the words of affirmation girlies are in HEAVEN. like karina would absolutely love to just tell you how much she thinks you're pretty, intelligent, how proud she is for you, etc.!! even if it was a random moment, she's proud to say she loves you!!!

AERI ; loves to tease you

for giselle, i see her as the (jokingly) mean! gf. I could imagine her in a college! au where she's the popular mean girl who plays with a person's feelings while having fun!! but when it comes to you, she's all soft!! the 'giselle' in her (aka the mean girl ver.) may come out as mean sometimes but aeri is really playfull!! she loves to annoy you to the point you get annoyed (or mad) then she'll just act cute in front of you as a form of apology, hoping you'll forgive her huhu

MINJEONG ; silently, is how she shows her love for you

the quiet gf! agenda is real but shy! minjeong is just too cute T T.

on the other side of karina's affirmation coin, minjeong is a bit different in terms of caring for you. she would be protective and caring (though silently hshs), and often shows her love for you with quality time and acts of service rather than affirmation, but she still is proud to say that she loves you!! she's just too shy to say it often T T.

NINGNING ; clueless but tries her best for you!!

she tries her best to show you her love for you by cooking for you, taking care of you when you're stressed or sick, like minjeong, she just wants to let you know that she loves you as much as you love her!! but... in some cases like cooking, she often messes up hshs

least to say, she gets awkward and flustered when she does huhu (but you love her for that!!)

#aespa x reader #fluff #ffos recs

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waiting all day

university!au (idol!aespa x idol band member!reader)

idol!winter x guitarist!reader

prompt - winter's feelings for you are too vague, but you let her know

content - angst (complicated relationship dynamics), smut (biting, choking, mommy kink, fingering, cunnilingus, squirting, slight overstimulation)

wc - 5k

a/n - happy valentine's day! wrote this one two years ago on valentine's day too, but this comes from my old wattpad book! thought that it was fitting and I realllllyyyy liked this one, so hope u guys enjoy it. there are only but slight modifications (again! try not to write rockstar!someone challenge!)

fuck, I mutter under my breath as I hear the alarm blaring next to me.

my hand reaches out desperately to shut up the loud device. once I could finally kill the sound, my eyes slowly open, looking up at the slow rotating ceiling fan.

another day, another way to find out how to get up out of the bed to start said day. I didn't have to think long about it as my roommate came waddling into my room and collapsing on top of me.

"aw dude come on, I'm literally a living corpse in the mornings." I groan as she played with my hands.

"don't complain, you love me! and anyways, it helps you get up easier." my roommate and best friend aeri rolls on top of me.

"you're literally gonna crush me and I won't be able to function anymore," I rub the sleep out of my eyes while trying to push her off of me.

she persists and let her weight settle on my body, "don't be so dramatic, y/n-ie. besides, you have like an hour before leaving."

I try my best to sit up with her still on my legs, sighing. "aeri-ah, aren't you supposed to be out by now anyway? why are you still here?"

the girl smiles, "I'm glad you asked!"

"fuck, what did I do?" I shake my head.

"fall right into my trap," she giggles, "I wanted to tell you about the performance."

"oh, the one you and the group are gonna do next week?" there's going to be an event for our college that included my dear roomie's group aespa performing during the concert.

"mhm," aeri nods and paused before continuing, "it's also the one YOUR band is performing at."

the words didn't process when she said them, but when they did, I blinked twice before raising my voice, "wait.... WHAT?!"

a million thoughts ran through my mind. of course I was happy that my band and I got to perform, co-ed groups get no recognition nor do bands, and we were both. so I was ecstatic at the thought of strumming my guitar live for an event and not just a comeback stage. however, I was extremely hit with the feeling of melancholy thinking about who would be there to watch it.

her, the one who kept fucking with my emotions. kim fucking minjeong.

she was my best friend's best friend/groupmate and attended the same university as we did. those factors played into the perfect game of push and pull between the two of us. I liked her and always tried to show it, but it has never been clear if she actually feels the same. she likes girls and she told me this before; I don't think she'd flirt and occasionally make moves on me if she didn't. but it's like I don't even know what the relationship between us is; a friendship? friends with benefits? two people that like each other? it was as if there was a thin thread connecting us that keeps getting tangled and I didn't know what to do about it.

"yup, we'll get to see each other perform!" aeri's euphoric chant broke me out of my thoughts.

"but... winter..." I whisper.

I saw her face fall as she scoots herself to sit next to me instead, "I know minjeong is gonna be there and it'll be hard for you, but think about it this way instead, you're gonna be performing for our school and you guys haven't performed in a while. the fans are gonna go insane too, not even accounting for the people who'll lose their minds over our groups performing in the same breath."

"I know, I know there are so many great things to look forward to. it's just..." I sigh and lean on the other girl for support as she wrapped her arm around me, "it's also gonna suck. you know she's gonna fuck with me again."

"how about for your performance you sing a song about it?" the girl suggests.

I sit up and look at her, my face slowly lifting, "you're a goddamn genius, uchinaga."

she flips her hair over her shoulder, "ugh, what's new?"

"nevermind, I take it back." I look away and got up as she scrambled to pull me back.

we depart from each other as aeri's building was close and I continue to walk on my own to class, listening to angsty rock-inspired music to help inspire me and what I wanted to write for the song we would perform next week. I hum along to one of the songs and messed up on the melody.

aeri and I walked on campus together discussing the event next week. both of us being idols while attending university was definitely an experience that we hadn't expected any of, but having been friends since pre-debut and being foreigners in south korea really cemented a bond between us. I was thankful for her being one of my only friends during this entire journey and even supporting my unprecedented crush on her group member, maybe even more than she was for my debut.

I stop in my tracks and paused my music, repeating the melody I just mistakenly hummed, "ahh woo... ah yeahh... I waaaittt..."

the words kept cycling through my head and the melody stuck. I record voice memos of the melody immediately to make sure I didn't forget it. this is it, this is perfect.

as I walk blindly, looking down at my phone sorting through voice recordings and writing down random lyrics, I hear a voice referring to me.

"you're really writing NOW?" jimin ran next to me to catch up.

"yes, now shush I'm focusing," I hold up my hand to signal her silence jokingly.

she held up her arms in defeat, "geez, songwriters are no joke."

"you should know this, I'm annoying like this all the time." I would always take out my phone or a notepad to write down anything that inspires any sort of music, whether it be lyrics, instrumental, or melody.

"I know but damn girl, you're staring lasers into that thing."

"This song is important, it's one I'm writing for next week."

she held onto my sleeve to make sure I didn't crash into anything, "really? you're gonna make a song only a WEEK BEFORE a performance? again, songwriters are truly built different."

"you know it baby," I sent a wink at her as she gagged.

I continue to log everything that came to mind as jimin and I walk to our class.

even in class, I quietly wrote down lyrics that came to me with the thought of minjeong in mind. "waiting all day~" I sang.

my homework sat in the corner as I work diligently on the lyrics of the song. I was so immersed in the writing process that I didn't even hear aeri come in.

"dude have you taken a break or even ate anything yet?" her speaking startled me and my mind broke away from the trance I was in.

"I know I said you should write a song but I didn't think you'd be legit possessed."

"hey hey, actually can you listen to this?" I ask her and look up.

she sighs before saying, "I mean yeah of course I'd love to, but you really need to take a break. eat dinner with me or something."

"deal!" I was simply too excited to sing her what I had so far.

I sang the chorus of the song in korean and play my guitar along with it. I glanced at my bestie who was in awe. "well?"

~~~

I am lost

In the same place

Waiting for you to hold my hand

I am tied to you

In the same place

Let me go or pull me closer

Waiting all day

~~~

"it's... it's fucking good." she shook her head in disbelief, "how do you just make good music so easily? stop being so talented, asshole."

"wait really?!" I got up happily and tackle her.

"THOSE kind of lyrics pull THAT kind of expression out of you?" she laughs, confused.

"I mean of course they're emo, but I'm just glad you think it sounds good."

"all your music fucking slaps, what am I SUPPOSED to say? it's bad?"

"I'm just happy is all." I gave her a small smile. 

"ugh, shut up, let's go eat."

in the following week, I worked diligently on my song, working together with my members to perfect the instrumental and vocal lines. I ended up playing the finalized version to yizhuo during a studying session in her dorm room for chemistry. 

"are you kidding me? this is incredible! And you only did this in a week?!" she yells over her blaring headphones.

I giggle at her cuteness and nod as I watch her bang her head, hard vibing. she's adorable.

she slowly peels the headphones off and sighed, her hair slightly messed up from all the movement. "wow Y/N, this one is different."

"different good?" I question.

"seriously? did you not see me absolutely losing it just now?!" her voice unintentionally raised, main vocal things. 

"thanks ningie, I'm so happy you like it."

"damn, she must've hurt you..." she suddenly says, referring to the lyrics I gave her.

I sharply inhaled, "yeah... at least the music's good right?"

ning looked up at me with a pouty face and sad eyes, "I guess so, I hope it works out for you."

even as sad as I had become, I smile at how precious her reactions were. I walk up and give her a big hug and she reciprocated, putting my face in her comfy sweater, "thank you."

she pulls back and put her hands on her hips, posing triumphantly, "let's beat the shit out of this homework and go practice after!"

"yes ma'am!" I salute to her before we returned to our work, heading to a practice room together after we finished.

I strum my guitar on the floor as I felt the ground shake slightly with every powerful stomp ningning took for her choreography.

I walk up on the stage and all the anxiety and pressure in me just tightens into a ball in my throat as I hear the cheers from the audience. it was different being up here and looking out, seeing all those people, also knowing that she was in there somewhere. once I grasped my guitar and stood in front of the microphone, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I've got this.

my pianist starts the track and I open my eyes, seeing everything clearly and all nerves evaporate from my body. I clutch the microphone and sing my heart out.

the next member sang as I scan the crowd looking for her. my eye caught movement near the front of the stage as I saw the aespa girls walking in the front row. minjeong looks up at me and shot me a smirk, intently watching my performance. I'll fucking show you kim minjeong.

~~~

Say you don't want it

Don't even dream it

Tell me we won't meet

Say it

~~~

I strum my guitar along with my band members playing perfectly. it seemed that everyone was on their A-game today. I started to smile and made eye contact with her again. she locks her eyes with mine and looked serious, hearing the words being sung aggressively. I chant "I wait" in the chorus following my members and give the performance my all, the band's stage presence overflowing and the crowd's energy was insane. 

~~~

You always (what chu doing)

Respond (what chu doing)

Once (What chu doing why why why)

You are always (what chu doing)

Vague (what chu doing)

Oh no

~~~

before I knew it, I began singing the ending chorus, looking at minjeong and her tensed expression. I cockily smile and wink before starting.

I broke eye contact with her to lose myself in the instrumental ending of the song, completely blocking out everything and giving my all into it, feeding off of the audience's hyped up reactions. 

~~~

I am tied to you (I wait)

In the same place (oh why)

Let me go or pull me closer, eh eh

Waiting all day

~~~

once the song finishes, the crowd roars with cheers. the band huddles up altogether and looks out to the audience as we all bow and say goodnight. as we walk steadily off the stage, I spot minjeong. she was tense and her jaw was clenched. I smirk at her expression, it seemed like I did my job enough that she at least knows the song I put my emotions into were about her. before getting all the way off stage, the group stood and started walking back towards our direction.

this made my face fall as I didn't expect confrontation this early. I had the upper hand right now and I knew if minjeong said anything, I'd lose all my power. I rush past the members and try to make it to the dressing room as fast as possible. but the girls already were patiently excited to greet us at the base of the stairs. I ended up slowing down and letting my members walk in front of me, them letting out small chuckles knowing why I suddenly slowed down.

"you guys did so amazing!!" yizhuo squeals happily.

"oh please, you guys absolutely killed it." my bassist tries to dismiss the compliment.

"no no, yall ate that up, stop it." jimin shakes her head and started to argue.

"obut the vocalsssss???" ningning follows up with her member.

"don't talk to me about vocals." my lead guitarist butted in and waves his finger.

"are you kidding me? everyone popped the fuck off! y/n's vocals were fucking giving," aeri suddenly remarks.

"no but really y/n's vocals?!" my own drummer compliments.

"no stop, calm down everyone, if you flatter me too much I'll pass out." I joke softly, still very much aware of the quiet winter standing observant behind the aespa girls.

"you wrote, produced, and sang all that, I think we're gonna hype you up as much as possible." aeri replied, all the girls and my band members hum and nod in response.

all except for minjeong. I pretended I didn't care that she was there at all and continued conversing with my members and the girls about the performance. despite the looming presence of the cold winter in the corner, I enjoyed hearing the praise the aespa girls and my own members gave to me and towards each other. against all the circumstances, both of our groups did really well.

the time came where we were to say goodbye and the girls walked their own way, minjeong walking away first and as quickly as possible. I was puzzled, she didn't say anything to me? she didn't say anything good or bad, she just, stood there quietly, looking down. usually maybe she'd condescendingly smirk and flirt with me or be hyper in providing compliments and be clingy. but she did nothing, which felt terrifying.

after the members and I went out for dinner, I got a text from aeri telling me she wouldn't be returning to the dorm since she's gonna have a sleepover with jimin. I replied back with an "okay, stay safe, gn" and made my way back to the dorm alone. I cleaned up out of my clothes and collapsed emotionally and physically exhausted from today's events.

I decid to turn on some moody blue lighting and play our song as a way to cope with my overwhelming emotions. I lay back in my bed and look up at the ceiling, my lights moving across it as I take deep breaths. the song came to a close and almost as if on cue, I hear a knocking on the door.

it couldn't have been aeri, she already said she wasn't coming and she would have her keys with her. my band members are already passed the fuck out by now. but I didn't have to speculate the suspect long as when I opened the door, there she was.

"minjeong...?" I said in a questioning tone, confused as to what she was doing here, especially this late.

she stood there in her sweatshirt and shorts, hoodie over her head and playing with her sleeves nervously. I had never seen her so... so not herself before.

"hi y/n, can I come in?" she let out almost as a whisper.

I didn't say anything and just open the door wider for her to enter. the girl took small steps forward and made her way towards my bedroom, somewhere she was already familiar with, and sat on the foot of my bed. I follow her into my room and stand across from her.

"what are you doing here?" I ask carefully.

she sighs and looks up at me, her eyes gleaming. with sadness or admiration, I wasn't sure, but I felt the emotion emitting from them. her hand went up and gestured for me to come over and sit next to her. I decide to follow her lead and sat myself down beside her. I didn't want to cause any commotion or argue with her, I was too tired for that.

"you did really well tonight," minjeong starts, "you're really talented, your vocals, your guitar ability, the way you wrote that song and completed everything in just a week. your performance was impressive. I mean you've always done well but this time around was really great."

I sat there stunned at the genuine compliments she gave me. why was she being so nice and transparent? "t-thank you..."

"can I ask you something though?" she asks as she turns her head in my direction, her gaze still directed towards the ground.

"shoot."

she takes a deep breath, "what did you write that song about?"

a chuckle slips from my throat and both of us seemed surprised at my reaction. I decide to own up to it though, "what do you mean, minjeong? don't play dumb, how many times does this shit have to slide for you to stop being so confusing?"

her eyes finally lift from looking at the floor to now piercing through my soul, "I just wanted to make sure."

"what are you gonna do about it now huh? drop a few flirty lines and leave again? whisper dirty things in my ear and act like you never spoke to me?" I raise my voice angrily. I was done with her games and I had to make sure she heard me.

"no, no nothing like that," minjeong simply replied, slightly shaking her head. she continued to stare into my eyes and it was like I was in a trance.

I felt her hand touch my thigh and her fingertips lightly trace up and down my skin. my body tenses up at this action, especially since I didn't know if she was going to do some shit to pull me back into her little game. I tried to swat away her hand, but her other free hand catches my wrist. 

"let me finish..."

She interlaces her fingers with the hand of mine she held as her fingertips continue to slide across my exposed leg, pushing my shorts up slowly. 

"minjeong, I need you to stop hurting me..." I whisper painfully, almost tearing up. 

her hand holding mine tightens and she scoots closer, "y/n-ie, I'm sorry. I know you don't feel it and I know you probably don't believe me after everything I've done to you, but I mean it."

I blink and tear my eyes away from looking at her, "how am I supposed to know you mean anything you say?"

"will you let me show you?" I feel her body shift closer to mine. 

she brings her leg over to straddle my lap, pushing me until my back hit the bed. my eyes were closed and I was breathing heavily when I felt her hot breath hit my neck. 

"tell me you need this too, y/n..." she whispers in my ear. 

I eventually gave in and breathed out, accepting my loss of power, "make me fall apart, minjeong."

that was all she needed to hear as I felt her soft hands swiftly fly under my shirt and grasp my waist. I gasp and her lips attach to my neck, kissing, biting, and sucking my skin. my hands interlace with the locks of her hair and I held onto her head tightly. I couldn't stop myself from panting and my body reacted to her gentle but needy touches.

"god, I love when I can hear you like this," minjeong whispers into my neck.

all I can do is whimper in response as her hands wander up and down my sides as she leaves wet kisses around my jaw. her hands push my sweatshirt up and I hurriedly help her to get it off of my body, my exposed breasts feeling the greedy hands of the hot girl straddling me.

"fuck..." I moan when minjeong grazes her fingers across my hardened nipple, her mouth trailing down my chest and across my collarbone, biting down occasionally and making me bite my own lip to suppress my pleasure.

"I love how your body just opens up for me, you're so sexy baby," minjeong rasps against my boob before licking and sucking hard against my right nipple.

"oh my god, fuck!" I couldn't hold back the noises slipping from my mouth as she sloppily and swiftly indulged in my hard bud.

my hands left her hair as one held on to the arm squeezing and twisting my free nipple for support and the other hand digging into my bedsheets. her left hand traces all over my stomach and eventually drags my shorts off of my legs. I felt her mouth shift onto my other nipple and I loudly moan out as she bit on it.

"who knew you liked biting so much?" minjeong giggles against my boob, giving a final sloppy lick against my dark bud before leaving a wet trail all across my abs.

her hot breath reaches my leaking pussy and I gasp when I felt her wet tongue push against my core, only my panties separating what I want to feel the most.

she traces her fingers across my thighs and pushes my legs farther apart then they already were, "you're so fucking wet for me y/n, you must have really wanted this."

"god yes please mommy, I just wanna feel your mouth on me," I admit through gritted teeth. I didn't mean for 'mommy' to slip out.

"oh my, mommy? that's a new one," minjeong's voice was low and dark.

I open my eyes and look down to meet hers, eyes completely dark and filled with lust, "mommy likes how obedient you've been, baby girl. you must like how in control I am of you, aren't you, my sweet and naughty girl?"

holy fuck she's so hot. her body hovers over mine, staring into my soul, while her fingers pulled at my panties, letting them snap against my dripping wet core.

"yes mommy, I love how good your mouth feels on my dirty body," I was incapable of feeling shame as all I wanted was for minjeong to make my body fall limp.

"that's my good girl," she smiles sinisterly at me before I feel two of her fingers dip into the wetness of my core.

my eyes close shut and I moan out. her fingers circle my clit and start rubbing painfully slow against it. I try to grind my hips on her fingers to gain friction, but she retracts her entire hand and pushes my hips down with her other hand.

"nuh uh, not like this baby. don't disobey mommy, let me take my time with your perfect body."

I groan in resistance and try to reach under my panties to pleasure myself, but as my hand traveled down my body, one of her hands snatches it and pins my arm above my head. her other hand shot out against my neck and she lightly chokes me, her handle on my throat slowly closing and becoming tighter.

my eyes widen at the action and I start to breathe in unstable huffs, "don't. disobey. mommy."

with each word, minjeong's face came closer to mine, drilling that cold and lustful stare into my lightly teary eyes. I didn't know that I had a mommy and choking kink in me, but being dominated by my long time crush had me impossibly wet and turned on.

my legs went to close but her knees pushed them far apart. her hold on my neck loosens, much to my surprising disappointment, and she lets go of my arm to rip the panties off of me. they literally just tear in half as minjeong throws them somewhere on the ground. the grip around my throat disappears and instead I feel fingers on my lips. my mouth opens and her fingers slip in, my tongue licking and sucking hard on them.

they suddenly pull out and they trail down my entire body, from my bottom lip, down my neck, across the valley of my breasts, over my stomach, and rub against my bundle of nerves before being cleanly and swiftly shoved into my heat.

"oh mommy yes!" I yell as minjeong set an extremely fast and unforgivable pace, her fingers thrusting in and out of my pulsating pussy.

her mouth hovers my lips and I feel her hot breathing across my face and neck. my hands find themselves in her hair and it was hard not to dig my nails into her scalp, her digits creating extremely loud and lewd squelching noises against my cunt. her thumb finds my clit and start to harshly rub against it in circles.

"these noises are so fucking sexy. your moans and the way your pussy just leaks with how my fingers are ramming into you... shit y/n, if your body's noises were music to my ears, this is the best song of yours I've heard."

her head starts lowering down my body and I scream when in place of her thumb was her mouth sucking on my sensitive clit. her fingers still rapidly pull in and out of me while her mouth surrounds my bundle of nerves, her tongue twisting and twirling and licking all over it. my teeth sink into my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood and my grip on her head tightens greatly. my body continues to jerk and I start screaming out my moans as minjeong hums against my clit, creating vibrations and only driving me further towards the edge.

"shit, shit, fuck! mommy that's so good... I'm gonna cum soon!" I yell out helplessly through a raspy throat.

all the sensations I felt had my eyes rolling back and my mouth wide open, "don't baby, feel me, keep feeling me, don't give up."

even though my eyes were closed, I could still see bright white as her fingers consistently and quickly kept attacking that delicious spot inside my walls. my pussy squeezes against her digits and I scream as her mouth vibrates against my clit and her tongue flicks impossibly fast. I could hear how wet I am and the amount of saliva minjeong produces on my cunt. the noises of my flooded core sloshing against the fingers going feral within me and absolute vulgar sucking sounds from her mouth on my clit drive me insane.

I try to keep the orgasm in as long as possible because I didn't know what the road ahead of my relationship with minjeong would look like after this. I knew if I came now, it would all be over. but my stomach needed to burst and the knot was impossibly tight.

"I can't, I'm gonna... I'm gonna fucking cum mommy!" I was so loud, everyone sleeping was probably up calling the police by now.

but I couldn't care less, "go on then sweet girl, cum on me, squirt on my fingers, let it all go, I want to taste your sex, give it all to me."

I explod as a blindingly pleasurable orgasm washes through my body and produces goosebumps on my skin. I scream and sink my nails into minjeong's skull as my pussy gushes out cum, spraying all over her beautiful face. my legs shake as she continues to ram her fingers into my pulsing core and lap up the juices still leaking out of me.

"fuck mommy please, ah fuck!" the overstimulation getting to be too much as her digits still kept hitting my the delicious spot within me.

she slows down due to how violently my body convulses. my legs give out and my body falls limp against the bed, whining and whimpering still as the woman swallows all of my juice.

my eyes are watery from a mixture of the intense orgasm and genuine depression and realization hitting me all at once. minjeong climbs up my body and stare into my eyes. my eyes were half open but I could make out her smile and I watch as she shoves her fingers into her mouth, sucking all my cum off of them.

"you taste so sweet, my love," I start to cry at her words, feeling as if this would be the last time I'd ever be with her, feeling like I lost the game. 

tears trail down the sides of my face and I close my eyes in devastation. that was until I felt minjeong's thumb wipe away my tears and trace my lip.

"don't cry, my dear. I told you I was gonna show you how much I care and I meant it. I know you don't have faith in me, but I WILL make it up to you. I promise you that." I felt her whisper against my lips before softly kissing me.

for the first time ever, her lips gently move against my unresponsive and lazy ones that had no energy left to kiss her back. but I wanted to so badly grab her face and smash my lips against hers. 

she pulls away to mumble back against my lips, "I'm sorry my baby girl, I love you, I'll make sure you know."

I still have doubt in the back of my mind at the reliability of her words, but she said everything I needed to hear. she loved me, minjeong loves me, and I love her too.

a/n - I truly love this one guyss, one of my first angsty smuts! I remember writing this w so much passion at the time and rereading it now, it's so good! I may have smiled a lil too hard reading some parts cuz I was like OMG SLAY UR SO SMART (literally me to myself) also I was OBSESSED w this song at the time (still am, literally listening rn)

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yes to all of this, literally, yes, I'm obsessed

Blood Orange Bitch | (M)

Mature content (18+)

not-so-vanilla!aeri x killer!fem reader

warnings: knifeplay, blood, knives, maiming? or is it just injuring, dom!reader, bdsm elements - see: KNIFEPLAY. reader murders people off screen and terrorises aeri on it, established relationship, kink discovery, blood... eating... idk what else to warn y’all about… oh right THERE ARE KNIVES.

A/N: sorry this took so long, i’m not usually into knives. also sorry that i’m only capable of writing about aeri at the moment i promise to get onto my other girlies

word count: 2.4k

At first she just thinks it’s your muscles, y’know? You’re both gym rats, and it’s not like she’s switched gyms and started working out in the morning just to salivate over the contour of your biceps while you use the LAT machine or sneak glances at your thighs straining to hit your 18th rep during your last set on the leg press. Definitely not. And it’s definitely not like she loves it when you come home, sweat beading off your chest and dripping down over your sports bra. It just makes her kinda horny. Sue her for being attracted to her own girlfriend.

So she just thinks she’s into fitness. On herself and on other people too. Maybe she just wants to be manhandled by someone for once. Picked up and thrown on a bed or held down or something. She hadn’t figured out the specifics yet and she wasn’t about to tell you without making sure that that was what she wanted.

Then she sees you covered in blood. It puts a slight strain on your relationship. At first she thinks it’s your own, almost sprinting out of her room to go check up on you. But she hesitates. You’re not in pain, not screaming or crying. Just walking back into the house, wiping blood off your brow so it doesn’t drip into your eyes. 

You make it to the hallway leading to the bedrooms before you make eye contact with her. Aeri’s eyes widen ever so much and her breathing picks up. She’s nervous. It’s obvious to you, of course. You have a sense for people when they’re frightened. 

Except you’re wrong. Aeri’s trying to figure out something to say, but the throbbing of her clit is not helping her think. Not a bit. 

And fuck. The metallic smell of blood tickling her nose and the hardening of your eyes sends tingles fizzing up the back of her spine and straight to her head. 

You probably think she’s woozy at the sight of blood, maybe at the knowledge that you have someone else’s blood on you. But Aeri doesn’t think about it too long because her door is slammed shut before you can even open your mouth. She buries herself in her sheets so she can get the thought of your bloodied hands leaving stains across her stomach and thighs.

Aeri avoids you for a week after. It’s funny, because she’s sure you think it’s because she’s scared of you. Of what the blood means. Who’s blood is it? What did you do?

Definitely not because she’s scared of herself. Of what being horny over blood means. Of having dreams where you dance a knife across her skin, every breath of hers stilted so it doesn���t make an incision and then wake up with a dampness between her legs. 

She’s curious at heart, so she puts her figurative detective hat on and starts to sift through article after article in the news. At first, she thinks she’s crazy. Maybe she was imagining the blood, the hardened look you sent her before she slammed the door closed. But then it all unfurls like a moth eaten blanket. 

Aeri almost takes it to the police. It’s her duty, right?  But then ever So Aeri pretends like it's normal. Like she’s not staring at the kitchen knives every time she passes by, imagining you holding it to her throat. Everything is normal. The relationship is normal, the sex is normal, she’s normal. Vanilla.

She forces it to be normal, until she’s naturally slotted back between your legs as you watch a movie. Or watching you cook in the kitchen while she scrolls through her phone. 

Aeri’s seen you with knives before. Aeri’s seen your muscles before. She’s seen you use your muscles and knives to cook before. So why is the thought of the knife marking your initials into her thigh or her stomach or her chest the only thing on her mind? You’re talking away like it’s nothing and she’s trying so hard not to leave a wet spot on the kitchen stool she’s sitting on. 

“Anyway, so he’s like ‘ahh you can’t fucking catch me, psycho!’, and then he falls into a pit. Great scene by the way, especially when…” She should be listening. Except that you’re naturally swinging the knife around as you talk, gesturing with it like you would a pen. And God, she can’t take her eyes off it.

You’re talking about some slasher flick you saw with your friend the other day, it’s ironic considering that she still hasn’t spoken to you about the whole blood-murderer-knife thing. And the other knife thing. Besides the point – the horror movie talk isn’t helping either.

Aeri keeps nodding and humming a yes whenever you pause, just to keep you talking. Until she hears nothing and you’re not on the other side of the bench anymore. 

Fuck.

You press her to the counter, the blunt edge of the kitchen knife cold against her throat.

“You haven’t been listening to me at all, baby.” Your voice is as cold as the steel and you lean in close to her face, making sure that she’s all ears. Aeri shakes her head as much as she can with a knife to her throat, still not registering that you haven’t got the sharp side on her skin.

“Fear and arousal can be very, very similar. Don't cha think?”

Aeri stammers out some kind of answer that she doesn’t even process, her breathing accelerating along with her heartbeat. It’s too real and not real enough at the same time. The menacing narrow of your eyes taking their time to study every single detail of her face before dipping lower to focus on the pressure of the knife.

Just the tiniest amount of force is applied and Aeri slips, letting out a moan she can’t take back. She watches your lips quirk, the knowledge reaped from her expressions and noises letting you in on a secret she didn’t want you to know.

“Are you scared, Aeri?” Slowly, the blade is flipped, taunting her. The sharpened edge, one she watched you prepare with a whetstone, making sure it was fit to glide through any piece of meat possible, tickling the peach fuzz of her neck. 

She doesn’t shake her head this time, knowing that even if she swallowed, there’d be a trail of blood to show. Aeri’s breath hitches as you start to apply equal pressure along the blade, until you move it to drag down her neck, much like a whetstone.

You haven’t nicked her skin yet and Aeri knows you’re doing it on purpose. She’s being treated like a trophy kill, played with like a cat leaving a dead rat at the door and the only thing her brain is telling her, is that she wouldn’t mind being mounted against a wall by you.

The knife trails lower, stopping at the collar of her top, drawing out whimpers and half-hushed gasps. Then you roughly gather the cotton in your hands, holding it taught so you can pass the blade through the fabric, slicing it down til it hangs loose and exposes her bra to you. Aeri watches you move the blade until it's pointed right at her sternum, the tip sharp enough for her skin to bead blood.

“Did you know that you live for about 10 minutes after being stabbed in the heart?” Your eyes flash with sadistic pleasure as Aeri flinches against the pain. “If it’s done right, the heart should stop beating immediately and poor little Aeri is left with no oxygen to her brain.”

Aeri should be scared. She should be trying to dial emergency services with the phone clutched in her hand. She should be doing anything other than getting her panties wet. Now that the knife has left her throat she can swallow and breathe (and moan) to her heart's content, awarding you with a pink flush to her cheeks and chest, which you notice immediately.

“You’re not scared. Are you, baby?” The tip digs deeper into her skin, blood beginning to drip on her bra and stain her tattered top. Your tone is rough and it makes her step back, the bench hurting her lower back more than the knife against her chest.

“Are you?”

“No.” She whimpers, her chest rising and falling rapidly, every movement shifting the knife and deepening the cut. The bite of the blade forces another gasp from her as she tries to shift away and her phone drops from her hand, hitting the floor with a clatter. You duck down to study her incision, your breath fogging up the steel before you pull back and flick it upwards, the bloodied tip now parallel to her mouth. “Lick it.”

The blade drips with blood, sliding down the side until it gets to the hilt and seeps over your thumb. The sight makes her skin crawl. That’s her blood. Aeri’s blood. 

“You’re staring at it like you want it.” You taunt, angling the blade forward until it hovers over her lips. She swallows, averting her gaze like she wasn’t just entranced by the scarlet of her own blood.

“Don’t you want it, Aeri? Have a taste of yourself. I promise it's sweeter than it looks.”

Aeri’s weaker and much more pliable than she thought. She doesn’t even think twice once she opens her mouth to lap the knife. You turn the knife so she can only lick the flat of the blade, at least you’re gracious enough to let her have that. Your eyes meet as your breath matches hers, laboured and long.

“Such an obedient girl.” You purr after she licks the knife clean. A moan escapes Aeri as you reach for her chin, holding it in between your index and your thumb, making sure she can’t turn away.

“You know, I thought you were nothing special in bed. Just a plain vanilla bitch.” Aeri squirms under your gaze, bracing her hands against the countertop. The flat of the knife pats her cheek as you chuckle to yourself.

“God, I was so fucking wrong. You’re a freak!”

She whimpers, shaking her head a little now that the knife isn’t pointed towards her. Frankly, she doesn’t know why she’s denying it, she’s dripping and panting and too close to cumming it’s embarrassing. 

“I’m no-”

Her words are cut off by your already harsh grip on her chin getting tighter. 

“You are. You’re anything but vanilla.” 

There’s a sick pleasure in your eyes. For a moment she plays with the idea that if this keeps up, you might stop your ‘late night habits’ – or maybe it’s a poorly concealed attempt to hide that she wants more of this. So much more.

You snap her chin towards the knife, letting the blade turn til her cheek has a thin line of blood blooming and slowly gathering to trail down to her jaw. It isn’t deep enough to leave a mark, the equivalent of a papercut but when you press the flat of the knife back to her cheek, it feels like it burns.

Tears prick Aeri’s eyes as she fails to stop you once more. It’s getting to her, the pain, the humiliation. She can’t stop you and she can’t stop the aching of her cunt. If she knew you’d let her, she’d shove her hands down her pants right then and there, getting off on the faint marks you’ve already bestowed upon her. 

“Up.” You tap the counter with your free hand. Aeri pushes herself up without a word. She knows you can slaughter her without the blink of an eye. She’s done her research, figured out where you go at night, why the smell of bleach lingers around you. She knows what you can do with that knife.

But seriously, at this point she doesn’t care. You’re already treating her like prey – why can’t she enjoy it too?

“You’re not much of a killer.” At first, her voice tremors, then somehow she pulls the audacity out of her ass to taunt you back even when she’s dripping blood from two separate locations. “You can’t even hurt me properly.”

Aeri can tell that she’s pissed you off and it’s exhilarating. The knife dips back to the valley of her breasts, following its journey down to the centre of her bra. 

“You’re lucky I don’t want to blunt my knife on the underwire.” You murmur before letting gravity take control, guiding the blade plunging down until it stops a millimetre from her thigh. Aeri can’t stop herself from tensing, ready for the pain. When it doesn’t come, she practically whines in frustration.

You’re such a tease. 

“Not vanilla. Maybe… chocolate?” Your head tilts to the side and Aeri has no clue what you’re planning.

Slowly, you let the blade touch her thigh, pushing up and under her skirt. Thank fuck for the skirt – as hot as it is for you to do this, Aeri doesn’t want her favourite clothes ruined. 

You chuckle when her leg twitches but Aeri barely notices, her head is already buzzing from anticipating your moves – the cut on her cheek stings, keeping her from completely giving into you. 

She’s paying way too much attention to the pain and not enough on your actions because suddenly there’s a sharp pinch to her clit and the flaring slice of steel against her thigh. Aeri has to grab onto your neck just to stay upright, her mouth parted and eyes closing as she begins to pant. 

The blade scratches into her thigh and her nails scratch the back of your neck. Not exactly 1:1 but close enough for Aeri to get a kick out of it. Besides, the fingers sliding through her folds and stimulating her clit is enough to make the pain turn into pleasure. 

It’s like a cutie mark, she notes. Except the lines slowly carve out to be your initials and Aeri practically comes at the feeling. She shudders, moaning wantonly – the knife isn’t deep enough to scar permanently, it’s not deep enough.

“Maybe not chocolate. Too common. Orange chocolate, maybe.” She can barely even hear your voice through her heavy breathing.

Aeri wails when she feels you mark two little dots into her skin, effectively marking her as yours while her orgasm slams into her like a truck on a highway. She’s so completely gone, your fingers tweaking her clit and barrelling her into a second, weaker orgasm. 

“A Blood Orange Bitch.” You coo as her hips stutter, grinding into your hand. 

It’s too much and the last thing Aeri sees is your pink tongue licking up her blood that’s splattered on your fingers.

NOTE: almost wrote about gi being fucked with the knife’s handle but idk maybe that’s too freaky, even for me, also! might edit this later idk if it's up to my standard :P

#aespa smut #giselle smut #cw: knife #ffos recs #the dark shit yall dk im into yet chat

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IM GONNA KISS U THAT WAS SO GOOD AHJSHDJFJF 😭😭😭

AHHH HELLOODOSKFKE THANK YOU SO MUCHH

i’m so glad you like it… i hope you’re aware of the impact your hanni fic had on me I HAD TO TALK TO MYSELF ABOUT IT?? so cute and lovely gosh IT GOT MY BRAIN JUICES FLOWING GREATLY!! thank you againn<33

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close the door | hanni pham

synopsis : you had no idea what you were doing, and neither did she.

genre : fluffy smut!

pairing : non-idol!hanni x gf!femreader

tags : they’re in love your honor, lots of kissing and making out, cuddling, l-bombs, top!femreader, bottom!hanni, they’re both virgins, fingering, clit play, nipple play, neck kissing, hanni’s dogs are mentioned twice lawl, lots of comfort, lots of consent! they’re literally just lovey dovey girlfriends having sex for the first time aheheh

warnings : none :]

word count : 2.5k

a/n : if you’re rereading this and thinking “hey the synopsis changed and there wasn’t an author’s note before!!” well you’d be right I POSTED THIS IN A RUSH I’M SO SORRYYFKEJF

anyways!! this is just to say that this fic is inspired by the lovely writer that is sorry for tagging you twice ahh @facefullofsadness’s fic right over here :] sooo GO READ THAT FIRST! it’s truly lovely and i really enjoyed reading it, hence why i wrote thisskfke. thank you for readingg<33

oh how you loved your girlfriend.

you would die for your girlfriend, actually, even if you only started dating barely a few months ago. who could blame you? that’s what happens when you’ve been best friends prior to your relationship for so, so, so long. it simply started with a ‘hi! my name’s hanni! what’s yours?’ from her part at the innocent age of seven and just like that, years later, you guys were still inseparable. 

so really, your life-long friendship and months-long relationship were both with the same gorgeous and outgoing girl, and the only thing distinguishing those two was the label you used to describe them.

“bro i genuinely don’t understand why he doesn’t just… run away. cause— get this, there’s obviously a murderer in his house right? and what does he decide to do about that? just stay in there. like, okay.. like i’m aware they needed plot but lord, i don’t know at least make it somewhat realistic you know what i mean—“ was what your girlfriend said, on her bed as she sat down in between your legs and leaned her back against you, her head facing forward and resting on your shoulder.

you simply nodded along to her words as you played with her hair, trying your hardest to stay focused on the piece of media before you whilst also paying your utmost attention to her, despite her constant ranting and criticizing of the entire movie. you, having originally liked the film, were now conflicted about your opinion on it. it’s not like she was wrong, her very heavy criticism had to have come from somewhere, after all, but you couldn’t help but slightly appreciate the storyline. so, you weren’t really sure what you felt about it anymore.

one thing you were certain of, however, 

was that your girlfriend looked really good while passionately rambling. like, way too good. she had tied her dark hair into a high ponytail, it also looked wavy due to the rain that was pouring on you guys earlier, her messy bangs fell perfectly onto her forehead. and her smile? it always looked perfect. she always looked perfect. 

and since you apparently weren’t hiding your admiration well enough, she very quickly noticed it.

she giggled teasingly. her voice sweet like honey, her australian accent more prominent than usual, she spoke up, “hello?” before full-on laughing, “were you even listening to me?”

you could only kiss her, that seemed like the only appropriate response in the heat of the moment. she, of course, kissed back just as lovingly before pulling away moments after, a curious and confused look on her face. 

“no seriously, what is up with you?” she kept teasing, smiling stupidly as she kept her gaze lingering on yours for the following seconds, her eyes unconsciously drifting to your lips. “you look stupid.”

“and you look really pretty.” was what you whispered back to her, earning a shy smile and an exaggerated eye roll from her. immediately, you made your lips come into contact with hers again. it felt as if the world would stop spinning if you didn’t, like a slowly growing urge to keep touching her suddenly came over you and you needed to fill it.

“so.. so pretty.” you mumbled, so quietly that it was almost to yourself, before going back in. you allowed yourself to make the kiss deeper and slid her tongue across her soft lips as you demanded entrance. you could hear her let out slight noises, she clearly was not expecting you to do anything of the sorts, at least not right now. she was a tad bit confused, but let you in, who in their right mind would pass up the opportunity to kiss their girlfriend? immediately, your hands wrapped around her waist whilst you continued kissing her lovingly, your tongue roaming every part of her mouth.

it didn’t take long before your hands started naturally reaching under her top, caressing on her tummy and progressively going higher with each sound she let out.

you pulled away, slightly worried of going too far, “c-can.. can i continue, hanni?”

you were scared, terrified, even! despite knowing each other for years, you’d only been dating for a few months; those are two completely different things! it’s not like you see your completely platonic best friend’s naked body every tuesday. even then, despite dating, you still haven’t gotten that stage of the relationship. and on top of that,

the two of you were a proper pair of virgins. you had no idea what you were doing, and neither did she. you didn’t want to seem like an inexperienced loser to her, you wanted to take care of her and make her feel good. what if that didn’t happen? what if you made it awkward between the two of you?? it was nerve-racking.

as if barging into your mind and reading your thoughts, wanting to reassure you, she grabbed your hand in a gentle manner before nodding. then, she spoke up, “can you close the door?”

“there’s.. nobody home, though?”

she giggled, “oh i know, it’s just that i don’t want the dogs to potentially walk in on this.”

you groaned dramatically, laughing and insisting that you were too lazy to get up and that her dogs wouldn’t understand the situation if they even walked in. she, in response, just tapped your knee with a cheeky smile, encouraging you to stand up.

“come on y/n, close the door. think about milly and mia; think about their innocence!” she exaggerated.

after playfully hitting her arm and laughing along with her, you got up, proceeded to close and lock the door like she asked you to and eventually walked back to her bed, sitting back on it and positioning yourself the way you originally were, her back to you again. 

“happy?” you asked in a fake arrogant tone.

she hummed, radiant, “yes, very happy.” before turning her head just right and kissing you again.

eventually back to the original rhythm of the kiss, you placed your hands back on her stomach again, slowly caressing and teasing higher and higher with time. once you reached her bra, you proceeded to impatiently unhook it, immediately taking it off of her.

her breathing got heavier with each second that passed, partially due to nervousness, probably. you’d be lying if you said that wasn’t the case for you too. the more your hands carefully roamed her body, the more self-conscious you got, you truly had no idea what you were doing. 

then, as if something in your mind clicked, you had an idea. what if you just did to her whatever you enjoyed doing to yourself in moments like these? that could work.. right? maybe??

you glided your hand upwards, your finger lightly grazing her nipple. in response to the sudden movement, a lewd sound accidentally escaped from her pretty lips, her breath hitching. that sound was a small moan.

a small one, barely audible, yet it was still enough for you to feel the activation of every single neuron residing in your brain.

then suddenly, it’s like the concept of making love to her wasn’t as nerve-racking as it originally was.

“s-sorry..” she apologized, seeming slightly embarrassed.

you kissed her cheek, reassuring her, “don’t apologize, i wanna hear you.”

despite it being an accident, she seemed to enjoy the sensation of your hand on her chest, so you went back to teasing her tits and gently groping them before you eventually asked, “is it okay if i go further..?”

nodding in a keen manner, she swallowed her saliva, then breathed out her response, “yes. yes keep— keep going. please.”

well shit! even if you wanted to stop, it’s not like you could, not with how good she sounded pleading for you.

not wasting any more time, you proceeded to separate one of your hands from her chest and quickly slid it downwards; to the band of her sweatpants. now, of course, your other hand was still in its original place, working its magic, but you wanted her to feel more. so much more.

you wanted to convey every surge of affection you violently felt for her into pleasure. and, if there was one thing you surely knew how to do, it was kissing her. 

so, you started kissing on her neck, which she didn’t expect whatsoever, and still heavily concentrated on the hand you had on her breast. then, you pulled on the sleeve of her tee just enough to expose her shoulder and moved your mouth towards it, nipping and gently licking it.

your hand now fully slipped into her pants, you teased her entrance through the fabric of her underwear as you kept kissing her naked shoulder. you listened to her attentively and took mental notes of her reactions; so far, her breathing got heavier, her thighs slightly clenched around your hand and she was now frequently biting her lip. 

plus, her panties were wet. 

did all of that mean you were doing good? …perhaps it did!

and did her drenched underwear make you short circuit? perhaps it did as well!

“d-d’you feel okay?” you asked, before going back to slowly kissing her shoulder. she threw you a quick glance, chest heaving up and down. 

“s-so okay.” she giggled.

her smile being contagious, you found yourself doing the exact same thing, content with the answer she gave you.

soon enough, you traced your finger up her clothed slit before eventually sliding it into the undergarment she wore, making her shudder. after what felt like an eternity, you could feel her slick coat your digits from one swipe of the finger. 

it was tantalizing.

growing impatient, you quickly yet carefully settled your middle and ring finger on her swollen clit, making slow circular motions on it, looking at her in the process. full on whimpering, this time, she stared back at you, no longer embarrassed. she wanted to let you know how good you were making her feel, hence why she was getting louder with each movement you made, and it filled you with enough confidence and adrenaline to gently push her head towards you, leaning in for a kiss.

thankfully, she kissed you back, deeply at that, her eyes closed and her quiet moans muffled.

you pulled away after a few moments, “tell me if it hurts, okay?” you reminded her. she simply nodded, brain all fuzzy from arousal.

she grabbed your other hand and intertwined her fingers with yours. “g-go slowly.” she whispered.

“i will.” you affirmed.

slowly and gently, you slid your fingers into her core, making sure not to go too fast or too rough. thankfully, the wetness was making it easier for you, and probably for her as well. every time that your girlfriend’s breath hitched, that her hand gripped harder on yours or, hell, every time that her eyes closed, you stopped in your tracks and double checked to see if you were hurting her, so it took a little while for your digits to fully penetrate her. 

fortunately, she assured you that you weren’t, in fact, hurting her. some moments just felt more comfortable than others, is all.

once they were fully in, you gave her time to get used to the feeling, still double checking on her state every now and then. after a few deep breaths, she nodded.

“i-i’m ready.”

you started to pump your fingers in and out of her, taking in all of her as your speed slowly increased as time went on. naturally, as more time passed, you felt the urge to make her feel good get even stronger.

that’s when you decided to increase the pace, your fingers curling on just the right spot inside her, pumping faster and faster as your thumb played with her clit.

“is this okay baby—” you asked.

“f-fuck— yes y/n that feels good—“ was what she moaned out, cutting you off. a feeling of bliss progressively and clearly overtaking her whole body.

when you tried to look at her despite only being able to see her side profile, you could’ve sworn you saw an angel. her cheeks were slightly tinted with a pinkish color and her eyebrows were upturned, her whole face contorted with pleasure, her skin glistening with sweat. her eyes hooded with lust, hanni looked down at herself and attentively watched as you played with her. your fingers swimming in her slick, navigating in her folds the way a skilled sailor would the vast ocean, it was hypnotizing, and she realized how this was probably the way you got yourself off on a regular day, and she couldn’t help but moan at both the thought and the sensation. 

you made her feel good, you made her feel happy, loved. you always did.

amidst the chaos that was her messy bed, the setting somehow looked better than every piece of artwork you’d ever seen combined. the bed creaked ever so slightly, and she looked and sounded so beautiful, especially with the way the sun set directly on her parted lips at that moment. 

you were certain that your heart skipped a beat at the sight.

“i love you so much, hanni.” you softly said, kissing the back of her ear whilst you kept fingering her. she couldn’t form proper words, so she simply tightened her grip on your hand more, as a way to say it back.

then, once you picked up a stable pace for a few minutes, her back arched against you, her breathing getting heavier, practically panting. her hand’s grip on yours getting tighter, you felt her hot breath hit your neck once she settled her head into the crook of it.

“y/n— baby i think i’m- i’m— mmh—“

that was the moment she reached climax, letting out a long and loud moan as she rode out her orgasm, bucking her hips against your hand before smashing her lips onto yours. quietly, she let a few i love yous slip out of her mouth between kisses, her hand resting on your head, fingers intertwined with your soft hair. 

you particularly made sure to say it back to her every time.

you pulled out your fingers and took your hand out of her pants. still coming down from her high, she smiled at you with tired eyes and kissed your cheek. you smiled back, looking at her lovingly.

“d-did i do okay?” 

she giggled, “..are you seriously asking me that? do you not see me right now?” 

you raised your eyebrows, playful, “for all i know you were faking it.”

“yeah, actually.. i was faking it, especially with how wet i was from the whole thing. aren’t i such a good actor y/n? it’s almost like i legitimately came really hard—”

“shut up.” you elbowed her, laughing. she gave you a cheeky smile before she got up from the bed, grabbed a pair of new underwear from her drawer and opened the bedroom door, heading straight towards the living room to pet her dogs. 

“hey y/n?”

“hm?”

“wanna bake brownies in a bit?” 

“uhm.. yes? what kind of question is that?? let me just go wash my hands first.” you replied, getting up and walking towards the bathroom before adding on, “unless you wanna eat very unsanitary cum-buttered brownies, of course—“

you heard her contagious laugh from across the hallway, making you smile to yourself, “you’re fucking disgusting— go wash your hands, you weirdo!”

oh how you loved your girlfriend.

#ffos recs #hanni pham #newjeans smut #WHAT THE FUCKKKK #retiring 🫡

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LOCKING IN FOR MIDTERMS BUT WILL LOCK IN ON WRITING AFTER!!! 🫡 TRUST, I WILL GET THESE FUCKING FICS OUT, IM DETERMINED (excuse her she's running on a lukewarm iced coffee, fumes, and a dime in her machine)

AND THIS AERI VID FOR GOOD LUCK (nalasing ako sakanya, ohp, kababayan reveal... SURPRISE YET ANOTHER FILO FANFIC-WRITING MY ON TUMBLR)

#ffos rambling #got a giselle fic #got like 2 rina fics #hanni is in there too #WE'RE GONNA COME BACK

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alright guys, I have a few thoughts not regarding fanfic but kpop!

THE FIMMIES ATEEEE THEIR COACHELLA SET OMFGGGG 😫 I was one of the people that were ehhh yeah pretty doubtful and admittedly SCARED but!! they DEVOUREDDD!!! kazuha and eunchae were absolutely shining, sakura said fuck those hating bitches, and chaewon and yunjin CARRIED. jennifer huh did not have to say "let's play that shit" or "COACHELLA ARE YOU READY TO SHAKE SOME FUCKING ASS?!?!?" MAAM!?!??!?! LEAVE ME ALONE!!! (also ateez did very well, san PLEASE wear a shirt we are all unwell, BREAK THE WALLL)

next up, confession time!! JULIE HAN HNGH... that is all! these english speaking idols have me in a chokehold like, omfg this dance cover, I WILL NEVER RECOVER

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE CALM???

#ffos rambling #le sserafim #fimmies u did so well #kiss of life #julie han #GIRL YOU CALMA

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guys I don't know how to write anymore omg 😭😭 I'm so burnt out from writing smut, idk how to write ANYTHING HELP

#ffos rambling #my 500 follower special 😭 #im alr almost at 600 it's been so long #i just wanna write my silly lil delulu scenarios

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800 NOTES OMG IT BEAT PSYCHOPATHIC BUT ITS OKAY YALL GISELLE SUPREMACYYYYY TY TY TY LY LY LY

Could you do a giselle dom pervy step sister(female reader) smut where they don’t like each other at first but ig giselle found a way to turn that hatred into them fucking in secret while their parents are in the house

ANONNNN!!! YOUR MIND!!!! I've been thinking ab this ask for WEEKS and I finally have time to write about it omg obsessed

content - stepcest, blackmail, smut (pervy!giselle, cunnilingus, fingering, face sitting, squirt, voyeurism/public(?) sex)

wc - 2739

a/n - catching up slowly but surely on asks, I have no school this week so imma try my best!

you never really warmed up to giselle.

you never really WANTED to ever warm up to her. she was mean, annoying, obnoxious, and greedy. I mean, how fucking self-centered do you have to be to make your baby stepsis call you by another name because she "doesn't deserve to call me by my real name" as giselle had said. what infuriated you was how pretty she was too. someone who was such a bitch shouldn't get the benefit of being attractive, especially since aeri knew and definitely used it to her advantage. whether it be to the people around her like friends, classmates, teachers, or even your parents, she finessed them like no one's business.

but she could never trick or fool you. you were a challenge to her, and it pissed her off not getting what she wanted. giselle HATED your guts. you were smart, sweet, cute, and generous, traits she simply was not. she hated how your guys' parents eyes' would light up in excitement when you came to them with an academic achievement, looking at you with admiration and love, eyes that would look at aeri with annoyance and disappointment.

aeri's not stupid, she knows why she's disliked, but she doesn't really care. it only really started to affect her seeing YOU be soooo liked by them. she simply hated you because you weren't easy, and you hated her because she saw everyone as easy. though, however much it upset you, it upset her to a degree you couldn't even imagine. she had to win the invisible game, and she was going to get her way with you, one way or another. so she devised a plan, which was to put simply, blackmail.

one day when you were gone at school, she set up a secret camera in your room facing your bed. she laid back on the living room couch in content, watching you come home from school, shooting each other a painfully fake greeting, before you ascended upstairs to your room. during nightfall, you would of course, fulfill your physical desires while everyone was asleep in the house, unaware of the recording device from across the room. and in the morning when you left, your wicked stepsis would sneak back in to retrieve the footage, playing it back and giggling to herself, knowing this would ruin you.

giselle's sweet baby stepsis, a sexual deviant during the after hours, shoving a huge dildo into her pussy to force multiple orgasms from her own body.

aeri was giddy with joy, now owning what single-handedly would win her the upper hand. the day continued as normal, but as you were about to go to sleep, there was a knock at your door. you rolled your eyes when you opened it to find a smug aeri, her phone in her hand with a play button over a still image of you in your room. your eyes shift between her and her phone confused before she pushes you inside and shutting the door behind her.

"what the fuck is that aeri?"

she huffs and sits comfortably at the end of your bed, "first of all, it's giselle to you, don't forget. second, how 'bout I show you?"

playing the video on max volume, your muffled moaning erupting from the small screen, watching a video of yourself masturbating. your ears ring and your cheeks flush, pouncing onto the older girl and trying to tear the phone away from her. your older stepsis is far stronger than you and easily you get overpowered, her hands pinning your wrists together and against the bed, her legs straddling either side of your lap.

with one large hand gripping your wrists together and the other hand hovering the still playing video against your face, she smirks, "what? shy? you weren't so shy last night when you were shamelessly fucking yourself, now were you? hm, y/n-ie? my sweet little sister?"

you grit your teeth and shake your head back and forth to deny the accusation, as if it weren't true. her dark chuckle fills your ears and the room, joined with the loud squelching of your pussy coming from the video. you feel tears start to well in your eyes and you plead with her.

"unnie, please... delete that!"

she coos at you, "awww sweetie, you think I'm that easy? not without a price, I won't."

you continue to plea in a desperate voice, "unnie please! I'll do anything! just please, delete it, or don't share it! anything you want!"

her lips curl into a sinister smirk that you can see even in the dark. you feel your heart drop to your stomach at the thought of what she must've suddenly imagined, immediately regretting your choice of words. before you could even consider opening your mouth to take back what you said, aeri drops the phone and covers your mouth.

"anything huh? will you behave for unnie and do anything I want?"

you debate shaking your head no, but when you hear a particularly loud moan come from the video playing next to your ear, you nod your head yes.

"good girl, you may be stubborn but you're not stupid. a little bit dumb for your choice of words though," she hums above you and trails the hand over your mouth downwards, dragging her long slim fingers across your sensitive body, jerking with every inch of contact she makes.

you whine as her fingers circle your hardening nipples and pinch them between her fingertips, giggling at how your body reacts to her touch.

"sensitive little baby, aren't you y/n-ie? fuck you're so cute, you shouldn't be so fucking cute."

aeri hated how much she was enjoying this almost as much as you did. she hated how cute her little sis was, writhing under her, eyes welling with tears in fear, body reacting to every subtle brush, thighs rubbing themselves together to suppress the ache at her core. and you hated it too, you hated that your older sister made you feel so fucking good, how her touch ignited flames in your stomach, how you panted into the air the more intimate her touch became, how you anticipated and needed more when you realized how disgusting this all was.

you both hated it, but you both couldn't get enough.

looking up into giselle's eyes at the same time she looked into yours, locking onto one another and gazing into lustfilled stares, the tension filling the air. the hatred boiled over and morphed into a new emotion, desire. a compromise emerged, and mentally, you both knew what it was. it all felt too good to want to stop, so you gave in.

leaning up and smashing your lips against aeri's, her immediately pushing back into you, pressing you down into your mattress. sloppy wet kisses loud and echoing through the room, both your moaning filling your ears and drowning out any possibility for moral dilemmas to pierce your mind. the hand pinning your wrists down, traveling up to hold your hand, interlacing her fingers through one and letting the other one go.

you let your free hand shoot into her hair, pulling her closer into you and shoving your tongue into her mouth, eliciting a whine to escape giselle's throat, accepting the intrusion. her other hand finds your thigh and brings it up, wrapping your leg around her waist and grinding her hips against your clothed core, making you both groan out into each other's mouths.

"fuck, you're good. why are you good?" she moans into your mouth.

"I'm not- a fucking- amateur." you pant out between kisses.

"yeah? then tell me, has anyone else made you feel this good?"

she questions, almost as a challenge, and you're scared to answer knowing it's just another piece of blackmail to hang over your head. you both already know the truth, obvious by your hips rutting back against her, your sweat dripping down your forehead, neck, and chest, your core aching with need, and your eyes blown to oblivion.

"fuck you," you answer instead.

she chuckles lowly again, the tone and vibration in your mouth when she does it making your pussy throb between your legs.

"not before I fuck you."

flipping you over and onto your hands and knees, tearing your shorts and panties off, throwing them to the ground. she wastes no time shoving your legs apart and licking along your leaking slit, making you moan out and bury your head into your pillows.

"you're so fucking sick, do you know that? being so wet and horny for your unnie like this, you disgusting little whore."

giselle says as if she's not soaked in her own clothes, nipples hard and hole clenching around air. she feels so powerful, so in control, and it feels so good to have you whining under her. sticking her tongue out and getting to work immediately, dragging her wet muscle greedily and swiftly against your pussy, drinking in all of your slick. muffling your moans into your pillows and clawing at your sheets hard enough to rip them.

her strong grip on both of your legs forcing you to keep them apart, slapping your ass every so often and making you scream out into the pillow. her tongue moves around your core so fucking good, alternating between sucking and flicking at your clit to thrusting and licking inside of your cunt, the sounds unbearably sinful and delightful to especially aeri's ears. she's drunk, on the taste and feel of your pussy, the way your body reacts, and the muffled cries being torn from your mouth.

she closes her eyes and relishes in your delicious juice swishing around her mouth, moaning into your pussy at how fucking good it feels to have you like this. her core aches and throbs so painfully, she clenches her thighs to hold it in. she lands another slap on your ass before shoving three fingers into you, already starting with an unforgivable pace, curling them and finding that spot in you easily. you scream and claw at the sheets, almost assuredly knowing your pillow wasn't muffling your cries anymore, not like either of you cared. aeri was going insane and felt herself becoming more and more addicted to you. addicted to ruining you, addicted to having power over you, addicted to owning you.

with the arch of your back and body stilling, you gush cum all over your stepsister's face, thighs trembling and chest heaving, moans slipping out of your mouth like a waterfall, your pussy mimicking the motions of one too. giselle drank all of it, everything, licking all over your leaking cunt and wiping her face of it too, sucking her fingers dry to not leave a single drop wasted.

she didn't even let you rest as she flipped you over onto your back, quickly stripping of her pajamas and lingerie, before climbing up to your face, her thighs resting on both sides of your head.

"use your tongue for something useful, pervy slut."

pfft, hypocrite.

she gives you no time to respond or think before shoving her fat pussy into your mouth which you immediately start to drag your tongue all over, coating it in her slick. your hands grip her juicy thighs and you dig your nails into them, her wincing above you and gripping the headboard with one hand, the other hand in her mouth to muffle her sounds.

you never rip your eyes away from her face for even a second, obsessed with how much sheer pleasure rests on giselle's face, her mouth biting down on her hand, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and eyes clamped shut. your nose hits her clit repeatedly with your tongue buried deep inside her cunt, flicking it to stimulate inside her tight walls. she tastes so fucking divine, cum directly entering your mouth and your spit drooling out the sides of your lips.

her hips quicken and she fully rests her weight on your face which makes you delighted, drinking her up and pulling her in, suffocating between her thighs. not that it mattered, you loved it. you couldn't breathe but you pushed through, thrusting your tongue in her and maneuvering her hips as her clit hit the tip of your nose.

"drink my squirt you little bitch, take it! don't waste a drop! fuck!"

she demands you as she cums in your mouth, her pussy squirting onto your tongue. her thighs shake in your hands and you close your eyes to avoid squirt getting in them. you feel like your drowning in the sheer amount of liquid coming from aeri's pussy, but you obey your sister, drinking everything that slides down your throat. she finally calms down and you tap on her thighs in a panic, literally not able to breathe. she laughs above you and stays there, watching color drain from your face before she lifts herself up, watching you cough and gasp for air.

"sick fuck," she says before smashing her lips against yours' and digging her tongue into your mouth again.

suddenly, she pulls away and gets dressed, picking up her phone and waving at you with that infuriating smirk on her face as she opens the door and leaves, "see you again, baby sis!"

and from then on that's when it started, fucking your step sister in secret. at first it was only at night, every night since the first time. then it progressed to whenever your parents were out of the house, fucking on the couch in the living room, on the kitchen island, in the shower, in each other's rooms. at some point, she started to get more flirty with you, her touches lingering for too long when she held your hips in the kitchen to move past you or sliding her hands up your shirt when she'd greet you with a hug when you came home from school, whispering an "I missed you" into your ear, her breath against it making a shiver go down your spine, which always drove you insane.

at some point though, giselle couldn't give less of a fuck if your parents were home or not, she just wanted to fuck you. your family would be having a movie night in the living room and you'd go to the kitchen to get more snacks, the older girl following you to "help." then she'd pin you to the kitchen counter and slip her fingers down your underwear, dipping them into your already wet pussy.

"really y/n-ie? you're fucking wet? were you eye fucking me all night that you couldn't help yourself get horny? let me help you with that baby."

she would whisper breathily into your ear before fingering you right then and there, you clutching the popcorn bag in your fingers and biting down on your lip, trying so hard not to moan and get caught, thankful the movie was loud enough.

or during a dinner party WITH YOUR RELATIVES, she would "accidentally" drop a spoon on the ground and go to retrieve it, only to separate your thighs and trail a long tortuous lick across your exposed pussy, aeri having demanded you to wear nothing under. you're suddenly gripping your utensils and coughing on the food in your mouth, acting like it went down your throat wrong. your sister climbing back up from under the table with a lost spoon and a smile.

and of course, she fingered you under the dining table that night too, your face red and physically incapable of eating for about twenty minutes, clutching her forearm as you came around her fingers in front of everyone. you had bit down on your lip so hard, blood had started dripping down your chin and onto your dress, excusing yourself to clean up. panting out of breath in your room and ripping the dress off of you, your sister following behind you and pinning you to your bed with a smirk.

"that was impressive baby, you were able to keep in all those delicious moans huh? well, don't you dare fucking keep them in now, they can't hear you from here, and we're not even close to finished."

smashing her lips against your blood stained ones, the taste of metal filling her mouth.

and while you're not sure if you're starting to like your sister or not, you definitely start getting used to it (maybe obsessed).

a/n - the other night when I was looking at this ask, I suddenly had the urge to write a "rich girl aeri x reader fic where they both fucking despise each other and are just rich bitches until one night they both break from all the sexual tension and fuck in the back of aeri's car" fic... I'll get to work-

#aespa #giselle #ffos rambling

[facefullofsadness]

hey, im your wifey!! no marrying other woman!!!!!

— hot sexy stripper lady >:(

wifey, huh? u never asked me to marry you though. and why would I marry other women if I'm already married to you, right? maybe you need to be bolder with me miss hot sexy stripper lady

#ffos rambling #asks open #send asks

[facefullofsadness]

Could u recommend soft wlw smut

hi anon! u can check my ffos recs tag for anything I've ever recommended if you'd like, though it's more fluff and smut not fluffy smut. some of my works that include soft wlw smut are my sub!sakura one and sub!hanni ones if you'd like to read those! otherwise, I don't have many to recommend you 😞😞

#ffos rambling #asks open #send asks

[facefullofsadness]

we need to get married asap😍

I’m sorry that was so random, been missing you😔

JWANNIE MISS U TOO TEXT MEEEEE HOW ARE YOUUUU 😭😭😭

#ffos rambling #I MISS YOUUUU