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ksyongi · 1 year

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pairing: seventeen!hhu x fem!reader

genre: suggestive, fluff, smut, kissy kissy romance

warnings: smut, cursing, kissing, pet names, mentions of other members

wc approx: 1,750

minors DNI

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req: "can you do one where they get very touchy and want to do more than make out but you prank them into playfully not being interested atm and move around a lot and they follow you around bc they know you are faking it and can’t resist it." @kookluvsu

an: decided to play around with this req!!! i took forever to finish this, sorry for the long wait!

seungcheol: you know he wants it by the way he was looking at you since you arrived. the only problem was that he couldn't have you there and then since you were in the practice room with the rest of the members. the way you were using his sweater and how its so big on you made him have to calm himself down. what a great time to trigger his size kink. so he did not waste a second of their break. he pulled you into one of the storage closets, no security cameras in sight. "finally can have you to myself." his eyelids flutter shut, capturing your lips in a kiss. he was so desperate that he was kissing you with such force and neediness. you knew you didn't have much time to even do a quickie before the guys come around to find you. seungcheol's hands were already fiddling with the hem of the sweater you had on before you had to push them off. you raise an eyebrow at him, "let's not do this alright love?" he opens his mouth to interrupt, knowing damn well you want this as much as him. "but-" "no, no but's." his lips form a pout, he swears if he places his fingers on your wet heat, you'd be soaked. fine. he'll play your stupid game. he dragged himself back to the practice room, untucking his shirt to cover the visible tent in his pants. you could see the hidden pain in his face, trying to keep his expression neutral. you giggled to yourself, ignoring the look he shot you. you could say you were surprised when they cut short the practice because the instructor had to run off somewhere..so sudden after seungcheol had a word with him..weird. you honestly wanted to have more fun with seungcheol, but you had to be thanking your lucky stars that he hasn't snapped yet. in honest fact, him possibly bribing the instructor was one of the things that you expected him to do. he was all back to normal now, seeing him wave to his members as you were leaving. so how could you not have expected him to recline his chair back, and go into the back seats of his car, that he re-parked at a hidden corner in the carpark. "come here sweetheart, you asked for it." he mumbled, tearing your brand new lingerie off you. "that was a new one.." you gasp, holding the piece of fabric in your hands, "i can buy you a new one. would you hurry up? i'm getting fucking impatient now."

wonwoo: one arm on the gear stick, the other one on your thigh. he was pulling you close but the middle console was preventing him from doing so. his lips were planted on yours. you could feel his hot breath on yours, the car getting warmer and the windows started to fog up. his tongue swiped on your bottom lip and you instantly granted him access. suddenly your phone started ringing. you could hear a small whine come from him. you pulled away, far enough so he cannot chase your lips anymore. you look at the contact lit up on your screen. you'd usually ignore calls outside of work but just to tease wonwoo, you decided to answer it, especially because its his friend. “hey josh! what’s up?” joshua’s words become a blur when wonwoo’s hand started moving towards your clothed entrance. “josh, could you give me a sec? i gotta do something real quick.” you don’t wait for him to respond before muting your side of the call. “control yourself woo.” “why would i when my girlfriend has dressed up so pretty for me? so pretty for me to ruin?” he whispers. you could feel your undergarments get soaked and your pussy start to throb. you simply just continue the call with joshua after no more words had to be said. wonwoo pressed two fingers on the wet material, making a small moan come from you. "hey, you okay?" joshua asked, voiced full of concern. "yeah, just not feeling well..fuck..." you glare at wonwoo to be met with a pair of innocent doe eyes. you roll your eyes at him, and you're met with a harsh slap to your clit, one that makes you have to suppress a moan. "watch it brat." wonwoo grits. you brush him off and continue the call with joshua. wonwoo hooks his fingers around the band of your lace underwear, pushing it aside and inserting two fingers into your wet entrance. a really sinful sounding moan arose when he started pumping his two digits in you. "yeah...i think you should get some rest y/n, i'll talk to you tomorrow." you knew for a fact joshua was red on the other side of the line. "yeah will do josh, bye." and with that you end the call and drop your phone. "fuck woo.." "gosh..that took forever" he dramatically sighs, putting his chin on his free hand and increasing the speed of the other one in you. he watched you chase your release with an amused smile. "y-you better apologize to josh tomorrow. you manage to choke out. he clicks his tongue, "we'll see about that."

mingyu: making two cups of noodles? no. making out while the boiled water slowly turns cold? yes. you'd also decided to take the chance to prank mingyu, something stupid jeonghan asked you to do at your previous gathering, be uninterested. but the way his crotch was rubbing on your pants made it 100x harder. mingyu took your bottom lip and started sucking on it at the slightest made you let out a soft moan. your hands grabbing his pecks to stabilize yourself. his hands started to fiddle with the fabric of your shirt, you knew damn well where this was leading to. you're pulled apart by the low grumble from mingyu's stomach. you shake your head, "you idiot. lets eat." he shakes his head furiously, "no i'll be fine, we can eat after." thats where your prank is perfectly laid out. "no gyu, control yourself." he sulks and puts on the biggest pout he could. you'd kiss it away usually but for the sake of the prank, you cant. you can see his shoulders slump as he re-boils the water, then turning around in a huff and looking at you with the most pleading eyes ever. you feel the guilt pang in your chest but you shake your head and walk away, just getting as far as possible before you give in. you hear feet shuffle behind you and you're met with the sight of your boyfriend looking all like a sad puppy. you put a finger on his chest and push him away, "just cook the ramen gyu. the faster you do it, the faster we can do whatever we want." his eyes light up at the thought and he's shuffling back to the kitchen. of course you want to prank your boyfriend further and play dumb. you're done with the meal and mingyu finished even faster of course. so now he's giving you that look ; the look when he is horny and wants to just rail you. mingyu knows you want it too. you're just playing one of your stupid tricks. mingyu's next move surprises you. he hovers over you, his head dipping so his mouth is at the shell of your ear. "i know you want me to just take you here on the couch right now. how about you be a good girl and stop this act of yours right now. i'll be nice to you and fuck you well and rough if you listen." and with that, you're pushing him back down, hands finding his hair as his find your hips. you press your lips against his, not wasting any more time. "who gave you this idea princess?" he asks between breathers. "jeonghan," you quickly respond before going back to kiss him. his eyes roll at your response. he'd have to have a word with jeonghan afterwards.

vernon: he was stuck in the study the whole day. and it was getting on your nerves. you didn't expect him to come out anytime sooner so you decided to get some sort of entertainment by pranking him and getting him needy at the same time. killing two birds with one stone. the door was tilted slightly and he could be seen sitting at the desk, computer in front of him and headphones plugged in. his eyes darted to the door the second you pushed it open. "hey babe," he smiles, tilting his laptop screen down. "all done for today?" you place your hands on the table, leaning forward puckering your lips asking for a kiss, which he complies with, giving you a short sweet peck. "almost, just need to add in some final touches." you smile at his answer, happy to finally have him to yourself soon. the prank almost slipped your mind. you slide yourself into his lap, his hands automatically resting on your hips. you grabbed his shirt, pulling him in, you could feel him get hard underneath you. he pulled you close, his hands shifted to grope your ass, a groan arose from your throat snapping you out of your trance. "well, better finish that piece you're working on, don't wanna disturb you." lifting yourself off him, his hands stay on your waist. vernon is not usually vocal, so he had a confused frown on his face. you quickly flee, leaving a flustered vernon behind you. well you had to compose yourself but he didn't give you much time before trudging out of the room, his eyes scanning all the rooms for you. his eyes landed on yours, he dragged his feet towards you, his expression not wavering since you last saw him. he pulled your sweater, acting all clingy all of a sudden, "don't you have to finish that piece you've been working on this whole afternoon?" you sigh, hands refusing to touch him before you just jump at him. "well it's fine, i can finish it some other time." his voice slightly suggesting something you both know damn well what it was. "you sure bout' that?" you tease, eyes never moving. "because you seemed like you wanted to finish it and-" vernon cuts you off, "just kiss me already...please." he whispers. you're taken aback, but you instantly let your body melt against his.

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 2 months

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I saw the lack of rottmnt in here and decided "hey, why not give it a shot?"

Neon Leon in blue having a sweet relationship with Big Mama's techy daughter

Big Mama’s Daughter (Fluff)

Rise!Leonardo x reader

A/N: A short one, but I thought it was pretty cute. But I do indeed lack ROTTMNT stuff, so if people have some ideas, BRING THEM! HELP YA GIRL OUT😂💚

Warnings: Nein💙

“Take a look at this, babe”, Leo mumbled with an amused smile, pulling you closer against his plastron, letting you have a clear look at the screen of his phone. You snuggled closer to his chest, feeling his arm wrap around your waist, letting your own phone rest beside you on the bed.

You watched the video play out on his phone, depicting two men practicing martial arts, only for one of them to fall flat on their butt with a funny sound and an overly funny pose. You laughed out loud, trying to get a better view as the video played over again, Leo smiling at your reaction.

These small moments between you and your boyfriend, meant a lot to you. It had taken a long time before the two of you were able to hang out at each others’ places, without your parents throwing a fit. Well, neither you or Leo had thought it would be easy, especially not with your mother and Leo’s father having been in a relationship, and Leo’s other father generally having a hard time with Big Mama. But now they had finally calmed down, not letting their pasts get in the way for you and Leo. That did not mean that they now were the best of friends, but they were getting along well enough now.

However, that did not mean that you and Leo stopped your quote on quote “sneaking around”. You would still do what you did back then, with Leo teleporting back and forth between yours and his place, spending the night at your place or bringing you to the lair, all while you manipulated the signal from Leo’s tracker, making it look like he was still in the lair. Donatello’s face when you and Leo finally told him that you had with ease manipulated or blocked several of his tracking systems, was still a large talking point between you and your boyfriend, still making you laugh to this day.

“You are a little silly, Lee”, you giggled, letting your full weight rest against his plastron, making him fall back on your bed with a smile, letting his phone fall forgotten by his side, his full attention drawn to you and your beautiful face.

“Me? Silly? Neeeeveeer”, he chuckled, before wrapping his other arm around, tangling your legs together, a playful glint in his eyes. “I’m such a mature, smart, sweet, good looking, humble-”.

“Humble?”, you giggled. “That is probably one of the least humble things you’ve ever said, and that says a lot”.

Leo let out a gasp in overexaggerated shock, throwing his arm dramatically above his head. “How can you say such a thing?”, he playfully exclaimed, making you smile and giggle at his antics. “My own girlfriend! Oh, (Y/N), you’ve hurt me!”, he continued, trying to hide his smile, laying a hand above his heart.

“Aww, Leon!”, you laughed, playing along with the act, finding it just as amusing as he did. “It was not my intention to hurt you. What can I do to make it better? Tell me, babe!”

Leo’s arms quickly around you once again, making you laugh when he started making kissy faces at you. “You know very well what you can do to make it better”, he teased. “Gimme a kiss!”

You giggled, taking a hold of his face, holding him still so you could peck his lips, making Leo smile like he was drunk, resting his forehead against yours.

“Much better”, he sighed, rubbing his beak against your nose. “But I could use another one”.

“Needy”, you teased, before placing your lips back on his for a sweet tender kiss, that made Leo hum in delight, a happy churr vibrating from his chest. But that was soon interrupted by a sudden beep from your tech watch, followed by the voice of your mother.

“(Y/n)”, she said, making you and Leo jump, finding Big Mama looking at you and Leo through the screen on your watch.

“H- hey mama”, you smiled, you and Leo’s cheeks growing hot. “Y- you didn’t hear or see anything, did you?”

Your mother sighed, rolling her eyes, hiding a small smile. You had not mentioned to her that Leo was coming over that day, nor had you told her when he arrived, but it did not surprise her that he was in your room. In truth, she was just happy that you were happy and treated well, even if it was by the mutant that had tricked her several times in the past.

“You and Leo can come out of your room now. Dinner is ready”, she said, before turning off her communication, leaving you and Leo slightly embarrassed. However, that was soon forgotten when all three of you sat together during dinner, enjoying each others’ company. Big Mama could never be mad at you for spending time with the man you loved, nor could she be mad at Leo when he made you so happy.

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spitdrunken · 1 year

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Rollo corruption kink???🤨🤨🤨

I wanna ruin him so bad but bros probably worse than me PFFFT

notes: corruption

PLEASE. MAYBE HE WOULD BE?? i'm still trying to figure out what type of horny he is... i just can't see him as the type of 'desperately repressed' guy, personally. to me he just kind of feels like hm,,, sex or masturbation has just never particularly interested him, and he would probably not know much more about it than what's told in mandatory school lessons. (not to mention, if it really is as pleasurable as he’s led to believe... someone such as him would not deserve it.) PLUS he spends most of his time around magic students nowadays and maybe he just wouldn’t wanna fuck them lmao. ANYWAY, ENJOY.

Rollo is a horrible kisser. Mere pecks on the lips already have him freezing up and leave him unsure of how to handle himself, much less anything more. He wouldn’t want you to stop, not even close, but he’d never be able to ask you to continue either. His own inexperience hadn’t crossed his mind much before dating you, but now he’s growing more self-conscious with every touch you bestow upon him. As diligent as he is, he would use the same strategies here as when he’s struggling with anything else: copious amounts of research.

It starts with him searching kissing tips online, trying to memorize the things one is ‘supposed’ to say or do in these scenarios. He watches kiss scenes in movies, reads how they’re described in novels, and tries to find variables that determine a good kiss. In reality, he’s not getting much better. He knows that if he were to try and copy scenes he’s seen, it would feel so unlike him that you’d likely start laughing. Perhaps he should just ask you to help him practice, and yet... His online searches eventually lead him to filthier content he’s never had much interest in viewing prior.

Watching two people making out is enough to get him slightly flustered, but only because he imagines doing such things with you. The two strangers on the screen touching each other, seeing their tongues and their spit... Makes him feel vaguely ill. It’s filthy. But your tongue caressing his own, the tip of your tongue rubbing against the top of his mouth- It makes him squirm. Rollo is no stranger to getting random erections, every guy his age gets them occasionally, but he’s certain this one is not merely random. Never before has the urge to touch himself been as strong as now. The scene on his phone screen has long since been abandoned, and all he can think about is you. He tries to pace around and wait until it goes away.

His building thoughts culminate into a single moment, where he finally makes a move while you lean in to kiss him. Rollo, despite all his research, has no idea what he’s doing, and simply pushes his tongue against your closed lips. Immediately, he pulls away.

“Ah... I, I- My apologies.” Rollo fumbles to pull his handkerchief out of his pocket, and nearly drops it to the ground in doing so. His face is burning up like never before. He feels a little better after taking a deep breath or two. “I shouldn’t have done that without asking. Was it- Are you alright?”

You smile at him, and it has his heart fluttering. “I’m fine, really! I barely felt it.” You laugh a little, but he doesn’t feel like he’s being made fun off. “But, please be honest- I know kissing isn’t like your favourite thing in the world, so you aren’t just doing this to make me happy, are you...? You don’t have to force yourself for me. In fact, please don’t.”

“I can promise you that’s not the case,” Rollo says. “This was something... Of a personal desire of mine, yes. I’ve never minded your kisses in the past either.” He crosses his arms and presses them close to his chest. “I will admit that I simply didn’t know how to respond yet. I’ve tried to educate myself further on the subject, but, ah... I’m not certain I’ve made much progress yet.”

Something in your expression, your smile, shifts a little. “The only way to get better at kissing, is through practice. Nothing else. Should we try?” Rollo’s throat suddenly feels a bit dry, but he finds himself nodding nonetheless.

When you press your lips to his, and your warm cheek presses against his cold skin, he’s already content. You mirror his previous action, the tip of your tongue brushing against his mouth. He parts his lips without hesitation. Your mouth makes a little noise as you readjust your head, tilting it a bit further to the side as you slide your tongue in. For a moment, Rollo’s surprised at how well he’s still breathing, until it feels awfully obvious.

Your tongue inside him feels both bigger and smaller than he expected. He tries to reciprocate, and though he’s sure the way he’s swirling his tongue around yours is clumsy, he hasn’t felt this good in ages. When you slide over the top of his mouth, a noise he’s never made before gets pulled from his throat. It’s a much more sensitive spot than he could have imagined.

Your kiss swept most of coherent thoughts from his mind. Once it’s over, Rollo is a little dazed and breathless. He leans forward to try and chase your touch when you pull away, without even realizing it. He doesn’t even try to hide his face. Nor does he clean it, despite a dribble of spit sliding down his skin. (It’s not filthy, as long as it comes from you.) All at once, he becomes conscious of just how warm he feels within, and folds his hands over his lap in a flurry of motion.

It’s such a sudden and suspicious movement, that you know instantly what’s happening to him, and it’s all just a little too much. He gets up in one jerky movement, pulling away from you and staring straight past you before excusing himself. The exact words he uses are immediately forgotten as soon as he says them. You don’t have a chance to protest before he’s gone and, the moment the door closes, he regrets it. Ah, he’s really hopeless, isn’t he...?

#cha.rollo #rollo flamme x reader #rollo flamm x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #cw.corruption

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justalonelybitch · 7 months

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Starstruck

Yeri x Twice!Reader

Genre: Fluff (so homo)

Warnings: severe case of gAY, reader can't even make eye contact without dying, twice bully her gay ass shamelessly.

Buy Me A Coffee :)

Part One ~ Part Two

The faintest smile crept onto your lips as you stared at the television screen ahead of you where Red Velvet’s live performance was displayed. You couldn’t help but admire the talented idols, although you would be lying if you said one member hadn’t caught your eye. For as long as you could remember you had been a huge fan of Kim Yerim, much to your members' amusement. To your dismay, a playful jab on your side tore your longing gaze away from the screen. “You’re staring so hard she can probably feel your gaze through the screen,” Jeongyeon teased with a shake of her head.

A faux frown crept onto your features as you narrowed your eyes at the older girl. “She’s just really pretty,” you shrugged plainly after a pause of silence, gazing back up to the screen, eyes shining with admiration. “Yeah, ‘pretty, talented, amazing, gorgeous, kind, funny..’” Jeongyeon trailed off, listing all the adjectives you’d used to describe your idol on previous occasions. “I’m just stating facts,” you defended with a pout, hands raised. Nayeon, who was seated on the couch opposite you in Music Bank’s waiting room, snickered at your expression. “Y/n’s in loveeee,” she drawled, making exaggerated kissy faces in your direction.

“You’re right, I’ve never seen Y/n this interested in any other idol before.” Jihyo, who had been silently listening, butted in. “You guys are mean, you always gang up on me.” You complained, desperately trying to divert their attention from your obvious ogling of the Red Velvet member, but to no avail. Nayeon merely dragged Momo into her shenanigans, the two teaming up to mock your fondness for Yeri. “Nayeon unnie you’re just as bad, if not worse when it comes to IU sunbaenim.” Tzuyu interjected from beside you, earning a bout of laughter from those listening.

“At least someone here loves me.” You huffed, leaning into Tzuyu’s side as you glared at your older members. “Don’t be gross, save the heart eyes for Yeri.” The youngest uttered distastefully, pushing you away. Everyone laughed as you stared wide eyed at Tzuyu, lips parted in shock. “You’re just as bad as them,” you whined, betrayal written on your features. “Sana unnie!” You called out, knowing if you could rely on anyone it would be her. The girl in question pounced on you in an instant, tackling you in a tight hug. “What’s wrong?” She cupped your cheeks upon spotting the pout on lips.

“They’re being mean to me,” you grumbled, eyes shining hopefully as you stared up at her. “Why are you being mean to my baby?” Sana questioned the members, patting your head comfortingly. “Two words; Kim Yerim.” Nayeon uttered smugly, chuckling when you scowled at her. “Again?” Mina questioned, finally finished in the make-up chair. “You should’ve seen her, she was practically drooling at the screen.” Jeongyeon added with a smirk. “I was not!” You refuted, huffing incredulously, but they all shared knowing looks, even Sana. “I love you Y/n, but even I can see how much you like her.” She smiled apologetically.

Sagging your shoulders in defeat, you hid your face in your hands to cover your reddening cheeks. This would definitely make it onto one of your top ten most embarrassing moments. It didn’t help that you were bound to run into the Red Velvet member in mere moments, due to perform straight after them. “If you’re such a big fan, why haven’t you asked Nayeon unnie for Yeri’s number?” Tzuyu questioned as if it were the simplest thing in the word. “Because!” You exclaimed, far too flustered and unable to come to a reasonable conclusion. The words ‘hopeless gay’ sprung to mind.

“Maybe she’ll finally gain the courage to ask Yeri herself, because we’re on now.” Jihyo commented, ushering everyone out of the waiting room. You reluctantly followed after you members, most unwilling to exit the confines of the isolated room. As if the universe had both blessed and cursed you all at once, Red Velvet was the first group you bumped into upon entering the buzzing corridor. You resisted the urge to glare at Jeongyeon as you heard her laughing behind you, no doubt her hushed whispers to Jihyo were about anyone but you. Instead you focussed on the group ahead of you, desperately fighting off the blush that threatened to rise to your cheeks.

You all bowed at one another, exchanging words of encouragement and praise. And for the briefest of moments, Kim Yerim’s gaze landed on you. You swore your heart skipped a beat as she smiled brightly, eyes crinkling into crescents as she tipped her head in acknowledgement. A pink tint dusted your cheeks as you smiled back at her politely. The moment passed as quickly as it came, Yeri and the remaining members of Red Velvet shuffling past you and into their designated waiting room. You let out a breath of air as the door clicked shut, failing to realise you’d even been holding your breath in the first place.

“Hurry your starstruck ass up,” Tzuyu chuckled from behind you, pushing you away from the very space Kim Yerim had just stood before you.

Before you knew it performances had been wrapped up and you were all herded back onto the mainstage. Red Velvet was mere metres away and you couldn’t help but spare a glance in their direction. Instant regret washed over you as Yerim’s bright grin awaited your gaze, her smile widening almost mockingly. Cheeks flushing a deep red, you whipped your head around to bury your face in Momo’s shoulder. The older girl laughed shamelessly in the face of your embarrassment, slinging her arm around your shoulders. “She literally just existed, what is wrong with you?” Nayeon questioned from beside you, unable to contain her amusement. “Shut up!” You groaned, knowing the camera’s were sure to capture all of this.

You tried your best to remain focused throughout the rest of the broadcast, but the feeling of eyes burning into the side of your head was beginning to nag at you. “It seems Y/n isn’t the only one with a staring problem,” Nayeon commented, sending her idol friend a sideways glance. “Don’t look now, but a certain Red Velvet member seems to be very interested in you,” Jeongyeon whispered in your ear. You jerked your head to the right almost immediately. Jihyo sighed deeply at your reaction, pinching the bridge of her nose to resist the urge to smack you on the back of the head. Apparently no one had bothered to learn the art of subtlety.

To your surprise, you were faced with not only one, but all five Red Velvet members’ gazes. Perhaps they’d caught wind of your massive small crush on their youngest member. With the way your members tease you so recklessly you wouldn’t be surprised if the whole industry knew. You swallowed harshly at the thought, eyes wide and unblinking as you stared back at them like a deer caught in headlights. You almost jumped out of your skin as a blast of confetti shot up inches away from your face. Amid your gay panic, Twice had been announced as the winners of the broadcast. So that’s why everyone was looking at you…

You clapped happily, cheering alongside your members, but remained incredibly confused by the events that had transpired. A gentle brush of fingertips along your lower back made quick work of pulling you back to reality. You leaned into the touch without much thought, only to find your eyes widening tenfold upon realising the rest of your members were all standing in front of you. Slowly turning your head to the side, you swore you almost passed out when your eyes found none other than Kim Yerim’s side profile. “Congratulations,” was all she uttered, and God was her voice perfect. You could certainly die happily now. She gave your waist a small squeeze before slipping into the crowd of idols. Her members followed closely behind her with knowing smiles as they glanced back at you.

You swore you could still feel her touch burning your skin, staring off into the distance dazedly. For the camera’s sake, you turned stiffly towards your members, doing your best to act as though nothing had happened. However it didn’t quite go as planned. “Breath, you idiot!” Nayeon gave you a firm slap on the back, staring at you as though you’d gone insane. Perhaps she wasn’t wrong. The rest of your members pointed at your flushed face whilst failing to hold back their giggles. The encore went by in breeze, not that you remembered much of it, mind far to occupied with thoughts of Yeri. Your members would never let you live this down.

Your brows furrowed in confusion as you attempted navigate your way through the endless corridors after what was supposed to be a quick trip to the bathroom. You wandered the halls aimlessly, seemingly lost in Music Bank’s maze of hallways. “Y/n!” Your heart stopped as you heard an all too familiar voice call out to you. Willing yourself not to run away from the embarrassment that was bound to follow this interaction, you inhaled sharply before spinning on your heel. You winced at the feeling of your cheeks warming for the millionth time that day, standing stiffly as Yerim jogged towards you. Was it even humanly possible for someone to look this good running?

You let out a surprised squeak as she wrapped you in a warm embrace the moment she was close enough to reach you. Your shoulders tensed as you stared at the wall ahead of you, heart thrashing in your chest as her intoxicatingly sweet shampoo invaded your senses. “How have you been?” She asked far too casually for your liking, pulling back to a comfortable distance but keeping hands on your shoulders. “Good,” you answered shortly, gaze held firmly on the floor as though it were the most interesting thing in the world. Yerim sighed at your response, glancing cautiously around the empty corridor.

“I missed you,” she tried again, smiling when you melted under her gaze. “I missed you too,” you whispered, finally finding the will to meet her gaze. Her chocolate brown orbs shone with mirth as she pulled you into yet another hug. “I watched your performance,” you mumbled, face pressed to the crook of her neck. “Yeah?” She hummed, refusing to let go just yet. “You looked really pretty,” you admitted, ducking your head when she leaned back to cup your flushed cheeks knowingly. “Not as pretty as you,” she retorted, pressing her soft lips to your cheek when she was certain no one was nearby.

Biting back a timid smile when your face flushed completely, you dropped your head to her shoulder in embarrassment. “We’ve been dating for years Y/n, how do you still end up a blushing mess everytime I so much as look in your direction?” Yerim inquired teasingly, grinning when you glared up at her. “It’s not my fault one of the most beautiful people I know happened to ask me to be her girlfriend.” You huffed indignantly. “I beg to differ,” she argued, earning a raised brow from you. “It is your fault I asked you to be my girlfriend because you were so pretty I couldn’t get you out of my head.” She insisted, smiling triumphantly when you opened your lips only for no words to escape.

“Y/n!” A voice yelled from the distance, the two of you jumping apart instinctively. “Oh,” Jeongyeon uttered when she rounded the corner, shocked by the sight that greeted her. Jihyo was hot on her tail, bumping right into the taller girl's back. They both stared at you with wide eyes, standing stunned before you. Yerim turned to you with a cheeky smile, leaning closer to whisper in your ear. “See you tonight,” your girlfriend murmured, winking at you before bowing to your members. “Bye Y/n!” She drawled, smirking smugly when your cheeks flushed red. Before you knew it she disappeared, leaving you to fend for yourself, feeling small under the curious eyes of Jihyo and Jeongyeon.

“Sorry, I got lost.” You trailed off awkwardly, knowing they’d probably been looking for you for quite some time now. “And found Yeri apparently,” Jihyo finished, unable to hide her surprise. “Don’t tell me you finally found the courage to speak to her and I wasn’t even there to witness it,” Jeongyeon complained. “No, she just congratulated us,” you were quick to deny. “Please tell me you at least got her number,” the older girl gazed at you expectantly. She groaned in disappointment when you shook your head, sheepishly scratching the back of your neck. “You were gone for a whole 20 minutes and you couldn’t even get her number?” Jeongyeon deadpanned.

“Jeez, you really are hopeless Y/n.” Jeongyeon grinned, shaking her head in amusement. You merely hummed in response, the ghost of a smile tugging at your lips. “What’s that on your cheek?” Jihyo questioned, pointing to the lipstick smudge Yerim has so kindly left on your face. “Nothing,” you replied quickly, wiping the mark with your thumb. Unconvinced, your leader narrowed her eyes in suspicion but said nothing. Upon returning to your waiting members, they were quick to resume their teasing. It only worsened when they discovered you’d actually had a chance to speak with your idol and did absolutely nothing about it..or so they thought.

You supposed it wasn’t so bad after all. The relentless teasing was somewhat tolerable if it meant you got to spend the evening curled into your girlfriend's side without worrying about your over protective members. You had no doubt they would catastrophize the situation if they knew where you really disappeared to most nights. Perhaps you would tell them one day just to see the looks on their faces. But for now they would remain blissfully unaware.

writing quality was thrown out the window, but the homo stayed strong 💪

#yeri x reader #red velvet x reader #yeri imagines #red velvet imagines #kim yerim x reader #twice x reader #twice imagines

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tyuninthemirror · 1 year

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— beside you: c.bg

— pairing: idol bf!beomgyu x fem!reader — genre: slight angst, fluff — word count: 2082 — disclaimers: none — synopsis: being on tour, all beomgyu wanted was to be beside you. he did all he could to make time pass, but did he ever consider how you felt? — series masterlist

— author's note: honestly, this wasn't my best work but i felt like i needed to get this out to get the series going. :( hope you still enjoy it though! ♥ (edited 6/30/23), (re-edited 12/31/23)

You checked your phone yet again that evening, a sigh escaping your lips – one of many that night. Your message had been sent at noon, delivered by 2 pm, but it remained unread.

The official TXT Twitter had confirmed they'd wrapped up their show in Houston, and as midnight ticked closer, you couldn't help but wonder why Beomgyu hadn't replied yet. You let out a self-deprecating chuckle, the sting of unshed tears blurring your vision as you stared at your phone screen.

You and Beomgyu hadn't been going out for long. You two met months ago since you worked at the game store he often frequented, but you only officially got together right before he went on tour. You knew dating an idol would be hard, but you couldn't ignore your feelings for him.

You supported everything he did and were ecstatic to hear he was going on tour. Everything went well in the beginning, Beomgyu messaged you when he woke up and sent photos of everything he ate, but stopped a few days ago when they arrived in New York. Sure, you understood the time difference and their busy schedules, but it suddenly took him over a day to reply, even if he was actively responding on Weverse.

"'Message me whenever,' my ass," you snickered, repeating the words he told you as they were leaving Seoul to start their world tour. You wiped your tears away, switched your phone off, and headed to bed, a thousand scenarios rushing through your head.

"Are we leaving yet?" Beomgyu groaned in the van, checking the time. "C'mon, let's get going, people!"

"Jesus Christ, what's the rush?" Yeonjun snapped, glaring at the younger boy from the front.

"He's just anxious to finish everything and return home," Soobin chuckled. "Y/N is waiting for him and all."

Kai snickered, nudging Soobin playfully. "I'll bet he's been bombarding her with those cheesy kissy emojis."

"Of course, he has! Have you seen all the stuff he bought her? I bet he's sent a billion photos to show off," Yeonjun joined with a mischievous smirk as he faced Beomgyu. He didn't expect the silence that followed. No snide remarks, no banter, just silence as Beomgyu started at the phone in his hand.

"Uhh, are you ok, Beomgyu?" Soobin asked after a brief pause.

"Am I supposed to be doing that?" Beomgyu asked, looking up at the boys who stared right back at him.

"You mean the texts?" Taehyun asked in return, confused at why the atmosphere had gotten serious. Instead of a goofy 'gotcha!' or joke, the older boy just nodded.

"Well, don't you want to show her everything you're experiencing abroad?" Yeonjun questioned. He always sees Beomgyu on his phone and assumes he is texting you. "Don't tell me you haven't been texting her?"

Before Beomgyu could respond, their manager gets into the front seat announcing their schedule for the day. Soobin and Yeonjun looked at each other, a bit worried at how Beomgyu had reacted earlier.

"Hey, is everything alright?" Soobin asked as they returned to their shared hotel room, Yeonjun following behind them. Though Beomgyu seemed normal throughout their schedule, something felt off. The older boys noticed how Beomgyu stared at his phone throughout the day.

"Yeah," Beomgyu answered, smiling a little bit. "I couldn't understand some of the questions during the interview earlier, but I think my English is improving!"

Yeonjun wasn't convinced. "We're not talking about the interview. You've seemed… off."

"What do you mean?"

"The conversation this morning seems to have bothered you," Soobin explained. "So we just wanted to make sure you're ok."

"Yeah, I'm ok, but I do miss Y/N a lot," Beomgyu chuckled, his voice cracking a little as he finished his sentence. Yeonjun was about to tease him about it, but he held it back when he saw Beomgyu's eyes glaze over.

"It can't be that bad," Yeonjun comforted. "Don't you guys call each other at night? It's not like you can't see each other."

"I haven't called Y/N in a while," Beomgyu admitted. That's when it clicked in Soobin's mind. He had been sharing the room with Beomgyu through their tour, but he had yet to see him on the phone with you since the New York stop.

"Did you guys break up?" Soobin cautiously asked. But it didn't make sense to him because he had just seen Beomgyu buy you a new pair of earrings when they were out yesterday.

"No! Of course not!" Beomgyu exclaimed, jumping up from where he was sitting on the bed, panic evident in his voice. "What made you say that?"

"Listen," Yeonjun sighed, pushing Beomgyu to sit back down on the bed. "If you don't tell us what's going on, we can't help you."

Beomgyu stared at the two boys standing in front of him, contemplating whether or not he should tell them. After a minute or two, he sighs in defeat and opens his messages with you.

y/n ♥ - 7/17/2022 - 22:00 i just had lunch~ did anything interesting happen in houston? miss you lots, hope today's show went great! x

"Choi Beomgyu, these are from last night," Yeonjun's rebuke was stern as he held the phone. Soobin's brows furrowed as he read more of your one-sided conversation.

y/n ♥ - 7/14/2022 - 10:00 it's midnight here now, i hope i'm not texting at a bad time. :)

y/n ♥ - 7/15/2022 - 13:00 it's 1pm there, you must be busy preparing for tonight's show. break a leg! i'm heading to bed since i have an exam in the morning. i miss you. xx

y/n ♥ - 7/15/2022 - 17:00 good morning from my side of the world! don't forget to take the probiotics i packed for you!

me - 7/15/2022 - 22:00 hey, y/n! hope your exam went well! the last few shows went great. we'll be heading to houston soon.

y/n ♥ - 7/15/2022 - 22:10 it did! the professor was nice enough to give us extra point but i think i barely passed. :))

y/n ♥ - 7/15/2022 - 23:30 you must be asleep, sleep well! xx

y/n ♥ - 7/16/2022 - 07:00 sorry for texting this early in the morning, but i just wanted to say good night. i miss you. x

"Did you really only reply once out of all these messages?" Yeonjun's disbelief was evident. "Honestly, I'm surprised she's still waiting around."

"So much for missing Y/N," Soobin commented, handing the phone back with disappointment. "How could you leave her hanging like this?"

"I do miss her," Beomgyu's words were muffled by the mattress. "But every time we talked, I just… missed her more. I thought if I messaged her less, time would fly by, and the tour would end sooner."

Yeonjun shook his head, sitting beside Beomgyu. "That's selfish, man. You're not the only one in this relationship. Y/N understood what dating an idol entails, and she signed up for it."

Soobin chimed in, "She knew about the distance, the crazy schedules, the secrecy. She was prepared to deal with all that."

"Maintaining a relationship takes effort, especially in our line of work," Yeonjun added. "You need to balance your career and your personal life. And you can't just wish the tour away."

Silence hung heavy as Beomgyu processed their words. Eventually, he nodded. "You're right. I'm sorry for worrying you guys."

"We're not the ones you should be apologizing to," Yeonjun pointed at the phone.

As if on cue, your message popped up, and Beomgyu's face lit up, only for his expression to fall as he read it.

y/n ♥ - 7/18/2022 - 19:00 beomgyu, i think we need to talk.

"You dumbass," Yeonjun facepalmed.

"Talk to her. Just be honest," Soobin advised, allowing Yeonjun to cool down for a second. "I'm sure you can fix this."

"You better! How many times we've stuck our asses out to cover for you when you snuck out to meet Y/N! Don't let it go in vain!" Yeonjun scolded, raising his voice.

After asking Soobin and Yeonjun for some privacy and replying to your message with a 'call you in 5 minutes', Beomgyu spent the next few minutes scattering his brain, thinking of an excuse for his stupid behavior.

"Hey," Beomgyu's voice was soft as he greeted you, a tentative smile on his face.

"Hey," you returned the greeting, managing a smile despite the whirlwind of nerves inside you. You had braced yourself for a conversation that might end everything, especially after the silence on his end.

"Gyu, I just—" you started.

"I'm sorry—" he blurted out at the same time, and you both paused, a brief moment of laughter breaking the tension.

"Sorry, go ahead," you urged, your heart pounding against your ribs.

Beomgyu took a moment, his eyes cast downward. "I owe you an apology for the way I've been lately," he confessed, visibly uneasy. "I’ve been delaying my replies to your messages on purpose… I thought if I didn’t read them right away, time would pass faster and I'd be back with you sooner."

Your mind went blank, his words not quite computing.

"Y/N?" His voice pulled you back.

"Sorry, can you repeat that?" You blinked away your confusion.

Beomgyu repeated his apology, his half-smile tinged with regret. "I've been missing you so much, I thought I could make the tour go by faster. I never meant to ignore you or make you feel unimportant."

"I was so scared, I thought it was about me," you admitted, tears well up in your eyes as he expresses his feelings. The anxiousness you felt the last few days dissolved into nothing.

"No, Y/N," Beomgyu denied in a panic. "I handled it all wrong, I thought you would be lonely there while I was out here."

"Dummy, I'm so happy you're out there seeing the world. You've wanted this for so long," you tell him. "I'm sorry if I'm coming off as clingy. I just wanted to make sure you're taking care of yourself. You should enjoy being on the road as much as you can."

"Baby, sorry should be the last thing you say," Beomgyu sadly shakes his head. "I promise I'll communicate better from now on."

"Thank you, Beomgyu," you said, feeling a wave of warmth at his words.

"So, to more important things," Beomgyu exclaims, setting his phone down on the table and standing up from where he sat to riffle through his luggage. "Look what I got us! Matching beanies!!!"

You two talk for the next few hours until Yeonjun begs him to go to sleep.

"Good night, Y/N," Beomgyu smiled, looking at your face through the screen as you lay in bed. "I'll let you know when I finish my schedule tomorrow. I love you."

Your heart skipped a beat. You hadn't exchanged those words before the tour, and hearing them now felt monumental.

"I love you too, Gyu," you responded, your voice a whisper.

From off-screen, Yeonjun's voice chimed in, half teasing, half pleading, "Great, lovebirds. Now can we please sleep?"

With a shared chuckle, you both said your goodbyes, closing the call with reluctant smiles.

The screen went dark, and the quiet of your room enveloped you. Beomgyu's words echoed in your heart, a soothing balm to the ache of the past few days. Despite the distance, you felt closer to him than ever, knowing that love could bridge the gap between continents.

Meanwhile, Beomgyu lay back on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a contented sigh. The weight of his worry had lifted, replaced by a promise to do better, to be the partner you deserved, even from halfway across the world.

There was a soft knock at his door, and Soobin peeked in, a knowing smile on his face. "All good?" he whispered.

Beomgyu nodded, his smile a mirror of Soobin's. "Yeah, all good. Thanks, hyung."

Yeonjun's voice floated in from the hallway, teasing but warm, "Now get some sleep, Romeo. We've got another big day tomorrow."

The room settled into silence as Beomgyu drifted off to sleep, a single thought comforting him into dreams: 'I love you too, Y/N.' It was a simple phrase, yet it held the power of his entire world.

And so, the night passed, with both you and Beomgyu holding onto the love that had been reaffirmed, a love that would continue to grow with each passing day, no matter the distance, even if you weren't beside each other.

#txt fanfic #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu fluff #txt imagines #txt x reader #beomgyu #txt x you #beomgyu x you #choi beomgyu #beomgyu x oc #beomgyu x female reader #beomgyu x y/n

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prettyboykatsuki · 1 year

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home visits | i. yoichi

✬ tags ; fem!reader, fluff, established relationship, doting boyfriend isagi, meeting the parents, pro-player isagi, mentions of children / having kids in the future, reader is a crybaby

✬ wc ; 1.3k

✬ a/n ; isagi i love u so much. pls marry me

✬ synopsis ; isagis baby pictures have you thinking about the future

"Thank you. Yes, I'll be here for dinner if that's okay,

You gently close the door behind you as you come into Isagi's room. Your boyfriend is sitting on the floor, an old console controller in his hands.

Predictably, he's playing FIFA2023. He turns his head to look at you as you come in, greeting you with a small smile. He rests his head on the bed with a small grin, fingers mashing on buttons while he concentrates on the game.

"Your mom is so nice," You say first, clicking the lock shut. He laughs lightly.

"She likes you a lot. So does my dad,"

"Wait, really? You're not just saying that?"

He shakes his head.

"Nuh-uh. She told me when you were in the bathroom. She wants to take you shopping or something,"

Your feet pad along the carpet until you're next to him. You sit away from him as to not disturb him while he plays. Noticing your hesitance, he pauses. Lifting his arm, he pulls you into his lap and snakes himself around your middle so he can play while you're snuggled into him.

You smile to yourself at the thoughtfulness. He kisses the crown of your head.

"I'll get off when I'm done with this game."

"You don't have to,"

"I was only playing because I missed you," He says, making an exaggerated kissy face to ease your nerves. You giggle to yourself nodding your head.

"When'd you get so forward?" You mumble, as he picks up where he left off.

"You couldn't sense my heart was racing?"

"Not at all,"

"Then my efforts weren't wasted," He says, proud of himself. That makes you laugh hard. You can see him smile at you from the corner of his eye.

You watch him play the game in silence. Cheering him on when he makes a goal. It goes on for a while, and occasionally Isagi will explain what's on screen so you can feel included. It doesn't take too long for him to finish.

Like promised, he gets off as soon as it's over, closing out of it and putting the console to sleep before he sets the controller on his bed. When his hands are free, he secures himself around you and hugs you tight.

He's back to his usual, face cuddling into your neck and rubbing his cheek against your shoulder affectionately. A soft warmth spreads through your body.

"You're acting like you haven't seen me in weeks," You joke, petting the top of his head and running your fingers through his hair. He groans.

"They were keeping you down there for so long."

"I was helping her cut some fruit and she was telling me about what you were like as a kid."

He freezes.

"Oh no..."

"It wasn't anything bad. Just that you've always loved soccer so much she didn't think you would get a girlfriend."

Isagi pulls away to look at you, a pout on his face.

"My own mother calling me a loser."

"I like that in a man. And anyway, I think she just meant you always loved it so much you didn't care about anything else,"

Isagi pulls aways before inviting you into his lap. You opt to straddle him, knees on either side of his thigh and arms around his neck. He slinks his arms around your waist as you sit on his lap, pulling you closer to him.

"I guess. I think I was always a really average at everything kid, but above average in soccer so I kept playing it."

You listen to him relay the events with a soft hum.

"I wondered if we would have gotten along as kids." You say, thinking out loud. He laughs.

"I definitely would've had a crush on you."

"Are you trying to flatter me?"

"No," He replies honestly, squeezing his hand around your arm lightly "You're just the sort of person I like."

You look down only to realize how close he is to your face. A mere centimeter, Isagi has grown so much in the time you've been dating. His face has grown more boyishly handsome and his eyes feel more intense. You've been dating for a little over a year now, so when Isagi invited you to meet his parents - it finally felt like you were hitting the next stage of your relationship.

Still, even knowing all that, it really does feel like you've loved him long before this. You rub your nose against his affectionately.

"That time you were definitely flattering me," You say with a smile. He returns it, leaning up to kiss you.

"Maybe a little."

"Dummy," You say, a bone-crushing adoration making its way through your system "I wanna see you as a kid. I bet you were so cute,"

"I have an album of me in my room. My mom gave it to me as a gift when I graduated. You wanna see?"

You gasp in excitement, cupping his face in your hands and giving him your most desperate expression.

"Please? Pretty please?"

He sighs in faux annoyance before nodding. You scramble off his lap and sit criss-cross on the floor as Isagi flips over to look underneath his bed. As promised, there's a photo-album underneath the bed. It's a nice navy blue on the outside, with a vibrant green trim. The cover has his name and the years he attended school.

He places it front of you, encouraging you to get close to him again. So you scooch a little closer and make a noise of excitement, as you turn the front page.

"Oh my god,"

The front page is pictures of Isagi is a baby all the way up until he's a toddler. Some photos are of him playing in the bath, some from his first days in school. He's tiny in them, but in a way he looks exactly the same. His hair was styled differently too, like his mom was doing it everyday.

Your favorite picture is one of him with a soccer ball between his legs. He's posing for the camera, one of his front teeth missing with a bandage on his knee. You cup a hand over your mouth.

"How can one human being be so adorable?"

"You sound like you like him more than me."

You turn the page again, this time the photos of Isagi are from when he was on school trips. There's one where he's holding a frog in his hand, and another with his dad holding a lobster plushie at the aquarium. You find yourself choking up, involuntary tears flowing.

"Baby?! Why are you crying?"

"You were so cute, how can I not cry?"

"Please don't cry.''

He hugs you gently from behind as you wipe your tears away.

"This is giving me awful baby fever. Our kids are going to be so cute, how am I gonna survive?"

After you say that, Isagi goes quiet for some time. You're busy looking over the photos, so it takes you some minutes to notice his silence.

"...Yoichi? Why'd you go quiet all of a sudden?"

"...You said our. Our kids."

Your eyes widen in realization, and you hesitate to turn your head to look at his face. When you do, he looks incredibly happy. You feel your chest throb.

"Oh. Yeah...guess I did. Is that...weird for you?"

He shakes his head.

"I'm just happy. I didn't think a girl would ever like me enough to voluntarily think about having kids with me." He says honestly. This makes you giggle.

"It would have to be a lot later but. Someday, I think it'd be nice. A boy and a girl."

"I'd want to have a girl I think. It'd be nice if she looked like you."

"Wouldn't a boy be the expected answer? So you can teach him to play soccer."

"Wow, how rude. I can teach our daughter to play soccer too." He says matter-of-factly.

"You're right. How could I forget?"

He smiles at that.

Before you know it, he's back behind you. He rests his chin on your shoulder, pressing a kiss into your neck with adeep sigh. You can hear the thrum of his heartbeat. This Isagi will always be cutest to you, after all.

"I love you so much," He says, soft under his breath. You smile at him.

"I love you too, Yoichi. Lets be together for a long time, okay?"

"Mm. Okay."

#isagi x reader #bluelock x reader #isagi fluff #bluelock fluff #writing tag #bllk x reader #bllk fluff #WAAAH WAAAHHHHH

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sunnysideoflondon · 10 months

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käärijä boyfriend pokédex

in no specific order. some of these don't have links because i either can't find them or i lost them. if you have more to add, links i'm missing, incorrect information, etc please tell me :) i don't really go here anymore but i'll try to keep this list updated

count: 20

Bojan Cvjetićanin

lead singer of joker out + ESC 2023 contestant

do i need to make a list. do you want me to make a list. do i need to show you a li- *gunshots*

i could eventually list out as much as i can find though. or maybe that would need its own post

or you can look in my bojere tag

Robin Packalen

singer + UMK 2023 contestant

that umk interview where he slammed the fuck out of the button to say he'd kiss robin

Benjamin Peltonen

singer + UMK 2023 contestant

them allegedly pining over each other during UMK

jere said something along the lines of "he's a sexy guy. amazing action" but i cant find it

that tiktok of benjamin slapping jere's ass with persikan perään out of all songs in the background

Aapo Vuori

lead singer of portion boys + UMK 2023 contestant

they kissed and jere said it felt good (ver with translation)

UMK confessions where he said aapo massaged his shoulders and they kissed (probably a different kiss than the above)

KUUMAA (they count as 3)

band + UMK 2023 contestants

they will see each other in jere's bedroom

making kissy faces

Damiano David

lead singer of måneskin

THEY DID SOMETHING i don't remember what but i know people include him as a bf for a reason

Häärijä

he's just some guy

the tiktok (or ig story?) where he lifts up häärijä's coat to reveal ass

THAT ig post. the bulbasaur vs pikachu one

the onlyfans.

Jukka Sorsa

one of the daltonit

them kissing in front of a whole audience (more)

i think they did twice actually (or at least nearly) but i can't find the link

Matti Myllyaho

one of the dancers

is matti single? not anymore

Antti Tuisku

singer

him getting pinned to a pillar by antti and looking suspicious (more)

Jesse Voss

singer

onstage tomfoolery

also multiple other occasions

Niko Saarinen

celebrity

choosing the gay celeb over the obviously interested woman (more)

Mika Rajala

some skit maker?

getting suggestively invited into a bathroom

Joonas Kymäläinen

i have no idea who this is

making kissy faces at the guy (but it goes unnoticed)

Ludwig Gassner

alessandra mele's boyfriend

he got accidentally included within the marriage proposal

Random Audience Member

random audience member

get flirted with

Tommy Cash

estonian rapper that he collabed with (on ICIP)

olympiastadion. here are some gifsets, some screen caps, and the full video

the shower tiktok

Pekka Rinne

hockey player

how do i describe this. looking lovingly into each other's eyes or something

this urheilucast episode that hit me like a freight train

is the president of finland supposed to be on this list lol??? i don't know if i made that up or not

#i was compelled to post this after seeing someone post a list in this tag #käärijä #mine #hmm this list looks so small compared to what i thought it would be #but dont worry. when it gets another nice guy in here... it grow!

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vinetae · 1 year

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Only fans jk x y/n ( f ) with twt link

Ooooo, first time with a porno themed smut!

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Peaches and Cream - (M)

Genre: Pornstar/onlyfans amateur!Jungkook x Professional Pornstar/onlyfans!Reader

Summary: Jungkook got the chance of a lifetime to hang out with the whole reason he even got into the por- 'content creator' industry in the first place.

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: Handjobs, blowjobs, MOMMY KINK, Subby!Jungkook, Dom!Reader, mommyfigure!Reader (Literally I want her as my mommy but not mom ya feel me?)

A/N: This didn't really take long. The tittle will make sense later on (was originally gonna be Jungkook's OF username but I think that idea's already taken. well, what's not lmfao.)

Had to listen to some HARD Doja Cat during all of this.

Might feel a little rushed but it's 3am guys-

Recommended song for this little drabble:

Naked - Doja Cat

Options (feat.JID) - Doja Cat

Freaky Deaky - Doja Cat

(and ofc) - Blood, Sweat, and Tears - BTS

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His hand reaches out to adjust the camera. Clicking all kinds of buttons and switches to make sure the shots would be perfect. His arms flex, showing off each and every inch of his tattoo sleeve. Just when he's about to start the shoot, a notification pops up in the bottom of his screen. Clicking on the little squared box, his set upon his favorite 'content creator' wearing a black, lacy set. The fabric wraps around each and every one of her curves, dipping in the middle to show a peak of her cleanly kept bits.

He lets out a low groan, hand unconsciously sliding into the set boxer-briefs he'd slipped on prior to his own shoot. His palm wraps around the length of his cock, making a few drawn out stokes just to tease himself a bit. His thumb brushes over the slit of his tip, a chill sends up his spine at the feeling. His free hands reaches out, clicking on the 'start' button to film. He's quick to pan the camera even lower, revealing the casual-classic black set briefs he'd displayed. His screen's split into two, each one with it's own purpose.

Much like his hands right now.

"Mmm, fuck" He groans, hips rising up to meet his palm. The elastic of his boxers had been lowered just enough to show the base of his cock to tease the fans. He sets his voice to a deep, grunt-filled tone to please his audience.

"Mmmm fuckk. Oh yeaahh." His voice strains the best of his register, really wanting to go for that gruff and cold tone.

Curtains have to match the drapes, as they say.

His eyes flash towards the camera reading the comments.

'OMGGGGG how the fuck is this man's dick so pretty-'

'fuck me daddy 😵'

'I wish i was thereeee'

'fuck he's so pretty-'

'@Alicasheangel you can't even see his fucking face lmfao'

'@banshesthewoman idfk i just know he's beautiful'

'Siiiiimmmmmppppp'

'daddy?sorry. daddy? sorry. daddy? sorry-'

He silently chuckles to himself. His small fandom had always been horny crackheads but- damn.

His free hand reaches upwards, carding his finger through the sweaty locks of his hair. By that, the chat comments go off. It looked to be more than 1,000 comments coming in at once. He barely had any time to catch them.

'I WANNA MARRY UR DICK MY GOOD SIR-'

Jungkook accidentally lets out a small laugh, making his fans go crazy over the little clench his abdomen does. Comments flew left and right and if Jungkook was being honest, it had made his head a little dizzy to try and read.

His voice registers low, trying to maintain the sexy and alluring aura he'd try putting out. "Do I need a top hat?" He teases. The chat's soon filled with just hearts, fire emojis and winky/kissy faces.

'THIS MAN IS A DOM AND NOBODY CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE'

'LITERALLYLYYYYYYY AHH HE'S GONNA FUCKING KILL ME'

'this man can run me over, take both my kidneys, douse me in gasoline and set me on fire, and step on my nipple and I'd say thank you'

'@Tommysheaintit LMFAO GIRL WUT-

'@Busan-sbadest97 Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease'

He felt the base of his cock starting to twitch. More pre-cum leaking out of his slit. He prepares what he'd referred to as the 'c-hum bucket'. It had just been a little dollar-store purchase for his load hold.

His hips stagger with instability. Rising off the edge of his bed, he's quick to make a few body roll against his palm before a string of hot cum trails down the entirety of his softening cock. He reaches for the off-set towel he'd prepared earlier, wiping his hands clean of the warm substance. Before turning the live off, he decides to raise one of his sticky fingers, sucking on the lengthy digit between his two plush lips. He bends over just so that the camera can pick up the sight of his finger sucking and nothing more.

After let the commenters roll out, he shuts down the camera, unplugging it completely before falling backwards into his bed. Reaching for his phone, he scrolls through his other notifications before the same girl's from before had popped up.

XPeachyPrincessX: What's better than pet-play? Pet-slay. Check out my new posts here - Onlyfans.com/xpeachyprincess//new-sets-by-peachy

Jungkook clicks on the link, checking out his favorite creator's new uploads. The photos take a hot minute to load -courtesy of his wifi- but once they load, his mouth drops at the sight. She'd been doing a lot of Lolita themes so far, but this had been something completely different. Her ass had been stuck in the air, a fluffy little bunny tail had been strapped around her waist. The matching bunny ears tuck behind her cute -real- ears.

His thumb hovers over the message button.

Would she even be interested in him? She probably had a million hotter guys fucking her all of the time.

If Jungkook was being honest, Peachy had been his first motive -and really, only- to starting his own Only Fans. He saw how good the pay was, and he'd always been told how good-looking he was from people on the streets. As well as being blessed with a exponentially large dick for his ahem-

Stereotype.

He sucks in a breath, thumb still stuck in the air right above the 'message' icon. He thinks for a few seconds, before deciding to go for it. After a few -20- minutes of typing out his carefully crafted message, he'd sent it.

Now to just wait.

He throws his phone to the side, letting out a drawn out sigh. He knew she's a busy woman. With all of the spam messaging, DMs and comments she gets she'll probably ignore him comple-

Ding.

He rushes to open the app, seeing one new notification.

From: XPeachyPrincessX

Oh, hey I know you! My follows were wanting us to collab for a while now. Had to look you up but I'll say, B. You're impressive. I like the aesthetics you go for. So, when would you want to meet up?

He couldn't believe it. The woman he'd been dying to meet, was offering a collaboration. No, not like the ones YouTubers do.

But you could already figure that out.

He jumps off, carding his hands through his hair so roughly, he's afraid he might go bald sooner than he's thought. He takes in a few deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heart as he types back.

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After a few weeks of going back and forth with details, locations, and dates, Jungkook had finally arrived. The place had been hidden in the shadows of two taller buildings to keep it nice and secluded. He takes in a deep breath before opening the door.

His eyes follow upon all different kinds of sets. A little police station tucked in the corner, a woman with barely anything but handcuffs around her hands had been pressed up against the wall by a tall, brooding man. He too, had almost nothing to cloth himself with.

"Hey, B!" A voice becks him over. He flashes a long smile, watching as the woman comes jogging up to meet him. She too has an adorable smile.

How he's never seen it? Well, this wasn't a Only Smiles company.

"Nice to finally meet you, B." His eyebrow quirks at the name. "B?" She smiles, nodding.

"Can't risk using our real names here. Ya know, safety and shit. They usually call me Peaches, so you can too if you want. Or something else if you'd prefer." He nods, watching the cute little dimples dip onto her cheeks, making her appear even more youthful.

His eyes flash up, seeing a woman following behind Peaches, a large makeup bag carried in her other arm. Peaches apologizes, allowing the small woman to finish doing her cute, doll-like makeup. The woman's gaze focuses on his.

"Come." She motions him over to sit in the setup chair. He takes a seat, watching as Peaches makes her way over to the spotlights to talk with the director for a few moments.

After his makeup had been complete, the woman offers a mirror. He nods, admiring her excellent skills in cosmetics. Peaches returns, a shoulder peaks out from her silky black robe. Jungkook's throat tightens at the sight. Of course he'd been naked on camera before, but they had always been solo acts.

"Alright- woah.." She stops, eyes widening at his harsh look.

"Is..is it bad?" He questions, already reaching for the little makeup wipes on the table. She chuckles, head shaking from left to right.

"No, looks amazing. Hot for sure. Alrighty," She comments, the tint on Jungkook's cheeks flush even deeper. She turns her phone's screen, showing him all of the ropes.

As they make their way through the doors, his eyes set upon the most erotic and sensual set he's ever seen. A light pink backdrop had been laid out, a mini-fridge sat upon a small block to rise the little, barbie sized cooler about a foot up or two.

"So, as you could already tell, the theme's Peaches and Cream." He nods, eyes taking in all of the colorful sights to admire. She slides her phone into her purse off set before hearing the director yelling something. A bell rings, as someone comes up behind Jungkook, removing his clothes quickly.

He felt very bare and awkward, but Peach's extended hand made a warm sensation bubble in his stomach, settling his nerves.

They direct him over to her bent over figure. Her ass teasing his hardening cock on sight. She'd bent over as instructed, pretending to reach for a little thing inside the mini-fridge, a shocked expression plasters her doll-like features. They guide Jungkook behind her, shooting a short little video for a cover.

He leans over as well, not really sure of what to do.

"Back hug me." She says through her shocked face. He's quick to follow They pan the camera down to catch her face.

After a few takes, they switch positions. The director had told her to lay between his legs, an exaggerated, shocked expression once again paints her features.

Her hands brush the sides of his knees, making his thigh tense from sensitivity. A cute giggle exits from her plump lips.

"Cold?" She glances back, questioning with a soft look. He shakes his head. She leans back a bit, whispering into his ear.

"Peaches and cream, get it?" Jungkook laughs at the dirty play-on-words, nodding.

"Great shoot guys!" Jungkook sighs, taking a seat down next to the staff's food table. The ton all start clapping, rolling out the cameras and mics to protect their pricings. She'd been talking to the director for the past ten minutes now. His all-too-close touches never go unnoticed by Jungkook's green eyes.

Yes, he has brown.

He reaches out, trying to grab a little rice cake before the platter's snatched away. He lets out a sigh, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. She had looked so calm and professional.

He probably looked so stupid.

He goes to stand up, making his way to the door before a sweet voice calls out to beck him over. "Ju- B! Where you going?" He shrugs, fainting a little cute smile. She pouts, arms crossing at his obvious forced smile.

"I'm kinda tired." She holds out a little pastry, his face imminently lighting up at the sight. He grabs the little dessert, taking a large bite. That puts a smile on her face.

"I'm sorry for the staff.. They're kinda harsh on newcomers." He nods, holding a thumbs up. She chuckles, brushing her fingertip over the stickiness of his bangs.

"You still tired?" She questions, a little smirk toys the corner of her lip. He shakes his head.

"Why?"

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"Oh wow.." He gawks, admiring her large, and pristine apartment complex. She giggles, pressing the remote, the curtains drawing close to block the sunset's final good-bye.

"Woah!" His eyes widen like saucers, acting like a little kid at a amusement park for the first time.

She sets the remote down, shrugging the robe off her shoulders, stepping out of her little fluffy, hot pink laced set she'd worn for the shoot.

"They don't have these back where I li-" His jaw drops at the sight. The hot pink two-piece lays lifelessly on the floor, circling her high-heeled soles. A smirk presses her smooth lips.

"Bet they don't have this either." She teases, striding over to where he stood. She pushes lightly against his chest, making him fall backwards onto the pristine white of her sectional. She kneels down, hands toying with the zipper of his jeans.

"Wait wait wait-" He grabs her hands, stopping her motions. Her eyebrow quirks at the halt.

"What's wrong?" His throat dries at the scene. His all-time favorite content creator had been kneeled between his thighs, willingly wanting to suck his dick-

"I just- are you comfortable?" His question makes a smile appear on her face.

"Wow.." She chuckles. Jungkook swears he could see a tomato-tint creep up on her caked on cheeks.

"Nobody really asks that anymore.." His head tilts in concern. "Well- it's just the respectable thing to do." She nods, unbuttoning the clasp on his pants once more.

"That makes me wanna suck you off even more." His eyes widen, hands trying to stop her. "Wait- Peaches uh-"

She licks her lips, watching the length of his cock bob up to rest in mid-air.

"It's Y/n." She coos before wrapping her lips around the tip of his cock. He groans, knuckles fisting white as his mouth parts.

"Y-Y/n.." She smirks, bobbing her head at a quicker rate. The rest she couldn't fit in the space of her mouth, she wrapped her palm around his base to jerk the rest off. His hips rise up, meeting her bobs in unison. She chuckles, using one free hand to rub gentle circles into his thick thighs. She releases, popping off as a string of saliva and pre-cum bridges from his tip to her lips.

"Shhh, it's okay Kook." He moans out, abdomen clenching at her soothing voice.

"K-Kook?" She nods, applying kitten-like licks to his squishy tip.

"Jungkook. It's shorter." Her voice lowers a few registers as a smirk teases her lips.

"Easier to moan."

His head lulls back, mouth dropping at the amazing feeling. His legs spread wider unconsciously, as her hand comes to cup his balls, massaging them gently. His hand reaches out, pulling and pushing forwards, debating on whether if it was okay for him to touch her.

She smiles, guiding his hand to the crown of her head. "You can grip me if you want, baby." He nods, hands taking no hesitation in gripping at her dyed roots. His moans grow in volume, hips rising more as he feels his high creeping up like a car to a stoplight.

"Y/n- I-" She nods, moving her closed hand along the length of his throbbing cock. "Use your words, sweetie. Tell mommy what you need."

His chest pants heavily, thighs tensing from holding back the release he so wanted. "I- cum-"

She squishes his tip, watching as a little bit more of his sticky pre-cum drips from his slit. "You what?"

"Mommy please- Please let me cum- oh fuck.." She grins, engulfing his entire cock in one go. He cries out, throwing himself against the couch's end. Hand gripping tightly at her roots, as if he was holding on for dear life. The pace her hands had been going at went ten times faster, as the coil snapped inside stomach. Beads of hot cum shoot out onto the dips and creases of her face. Some, getting in her line of sight.

"Oh- oh fuck wait-" He stands up, rushing to find anything to clean her up with. He grab a few dry paper towels, wiping the sticky substance from her entire face.

"Mmm, such a gentleman, Kookie." He blushes, wiping the last bit of his juices from her face. She flashes him an adorable smile, making his own return once more.

"I'm sorry.." He apologizes profusely. She chuckles, shaking her head. "For what? You were the kindest guy I've fucked so far."

"Really?" She nods, making Jungkook's heart ache a twinge.

"That's just common courtesy.." She sits down on the couch, leaning back in exhaustion.

"Common courtesy, not so common."

The two both laugh at that, ending the night with two hot chocolates and a whole bunch of industry gossip.

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Okay I'm considering making a part two because I thought I didn't like the mommy kink but- oh God..

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! DM me for more requests (Please ask nicely.)

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give-me-a-breakk · 1 year

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Strip Chess [gnf x f!reader]

word count: 2,564

warnings: handjob, blowjob, boobs, cum, the L word

summary: george comes over because you’re bored. you guys decide to add a twist to your game of chess that leaves you both shirtless.

“Y/N!” i jump a little, finally paying attention to the fact that i’m still in a call with george.

“sorry, what were you saying?”

he laughs, “i wasn’t saying anything, i just wanted to see if you were paying attention.”

“and i was..”

“not” he finishes.

“i’m sorry george, i’m just really bored today.”

“well, i could come over?” george suggests.

i smirk, even though george can’t see it.

“oh, you wanna come over george?”

“well- i- only if you want- since you’re bored-“ he stutters out.

i smile to myself. he’s doing it again. it seems that something about me makes him nervous, he never gets this flustered around anyone else.

but, it wasn’t a very well hidden secret that he liked me. everytime i came over to their house, dream and sapnap would nudge george at every one of our interactions. i guess they think i never notice all their little antics, but i can always see them in the corner of my eye, making kissy faces at george or pointing me out to him.

my eyes focus back on my computer screen, and i realize i’m about to start zoning out again.

“you know, you don’t need to be so nervous around me george.”

he doesn’t say anything.

“i’d love for you to come over.”

he agrees and leaves the call to get ready.

(third person pov)

zoning out into her thoughts again, y/n lays on her bed thinking about george, waiting for him to get here. intrusive thoughts kicked in, slowly escalating as the minutes past. at some point, her thoughts became about what george’s face would look like with his cock in her mouth.

she felt a little guilty, having thoughts like this about one of her best friends, but it wouldn’t even be the first time. unconsciously, her hand softly grazes her thigh, her eyes closed, imagining it’s george’s hand.

keeping her eyes closed, she begins to lightly rub her clit through the layers of clothing. the lightness of her fingers remind her of george and the way he handles everything with a weirdly delicate grip.

her phone dings and she finally opens her eyes to see it’s a text from george.

‘i’m here’

“fuck, of course you get here right now..” she whispers to herself, and gets up to open the door for him.

when she opens the door, george immediately gives her a weird look. he can see her face is clearly flushed.

“what?” y/n asks.

“why’s your face all red?” he asks, a light blush appearing on his face too. he liked they way she looked right now.

y/n grins. “why do you think, george?” she asks, tilting her head towards him.

“i- wha- i don’t know! i asked you.” he stutters, defensive and nervous.

y/n chuckles and moves aside so he can enter. “come in.”

after george settles in, they sat on the floor in the living room. george never understood why she preferred sitting on the floor rather than her sofa.

y/n sat extremely close to george as they talked. she was horny instead of bored now, which was quite inconvenient for the situation.

george sat stiffly, afraid to touch her anywhere inappropriately. but he still watched her as she talked, trying to keep eye contact, but constantly getting distracted by whichever part of her body was closest to him in that moment.

soon enough, that part became her breasts as she arched her back and leaned towards him. her horny state made her bolder than usual and george could hear her mumble something under her breath.

“oh my god, please touch my chest.”

“what?” george asked kind of loudly as his face turned red.

she was surprised he heard her at all, considering she said it pretty quietly. she tried to play it off saying, “i said let’s play chess” and giving george a sweet smile. she seemed so confident about it, that he’s almost completely convinced that his brain made up the last thing he heard.

she finishes setting up the chess board, and they start playing. george proves to be a lot better than y/n, beating her a whole four times in a row.

y/n sighs as george sets the pieces back into place for a fifth game.

“okay.. maybe if we raise the stakes, i’ll be motivated to win.” she says, tilting her head to the side as she thinks.

george puts down the last piece and looks up at her. “well what should we raise it to?” he asks.

she looks up, staring directly into his eyes. the sinister smile on her face makes him nervous.

“let’s make it like strip poker,” she pauses before adding, “only if you’re down, of course.”

george looks down, trying to hide the blush on his face. “yeah, okay. let’s do it.”

this time, y/n tried her best to focus on each move, thinking about what his next move might be, and what moves she could make to prevent it. unfortunately, it was useless because he beats her again.

“ha! i win!” george exclaims with a stupid smile. but he quickly looks up to see y/n’s smile and he remembers what she has to do.

usually she would sort of cheat in these kinds of games, starting with socks or accessories. but since they were settled down in her home, she had less options.

she slips her sweatshirt off, her chest only covered with a bra now. she looks at george to see him staring at her cleavage that peeks out, and he quickly looks away. she feels her skin gets goosebumps from the cool air that now hit her bare skin.

they start the next round of chess. this time, george taking a longer time on his turns. he was trying so hard to focus on what moves he should do next, but it was hard for him to think without remembering that y/n sat across from him, in just a bra.

despite being distracted, george still won this round, meaning y/n would have to strip again.

she hesitates for a moment, thinking about whether she should just take her pants off next, or if she should take off her bra next just to mess with george even more.

her horniness takes over, and she decides it’ll just be funner to take her bra off. as soon as she reaches back for the clips in the back, george’s eyes widen. they make eye contact as she undoes her bra, pulling it down her shoulders slowly to reveal her breasts.

george tried desperately not look down from her eyes, but when he did catch glances, he felt himself tensing up and getting horny. soon enough, his dick grew hard in his sweats as he watches her set the pieces up again for the next round.

“are you okay george? your face is really red..” y/n teases, with an obviously fake concern in her voice.

“yeah” is all he can say in return.

this round was even slower than the last. every other turn george took she’d have to call his name because of how long he was taking. he just couldn’t think straight at all, his thoughts were just completely full of images of her, and to think she was still just right there.

on one of her turns, george notices she’s smiling and realizes it’s because she finally just beat him. his eyes widen, not even realizing he was losing.

“finally, oh my god.” she sighs.

she shifts a little from where she’s sitting on the floor, a smirk plastered on her face, and her eyes trained on george. her gaze made him shiver a little, he was nervous, but at the same time, he was excited.

thinking about the fact that y/n was patiently awaiting for him to take off his shirt while she watched him turned him on even more, another blush appearing on his face.

so he takes off his shirt, finally revealing his always hidden figure to y/n.

“holy fuck..” she mumbles as her eyes trail down his torso. he chuckles, feeling flattered by her reaction.

this game was torturing them, slowly making them both hornier and hornier. in y/n’s mind, she could only take one more game, but after that, how could she resist?

yet again they start another round, this time y/n was anxious to see the end of it, her leg bouncing up and down unconsciously. the movement also caused a tiny bit of friction between her legs, so she couldn’t bring herself to stop. despite their new lack of clothes, their bodies both felt warm now.

another round of basically edging is over and george is once again the winner. he scoffs happily, waiting for y/n to strip off another piece of clothing.

“fuck this, just take it all off.” she pushes the chess board off to the side, knocking down a lot of the pieces in the process. george flinches a little at the sound, then looks back at y/n as she quickly scoots towards him.

his hands keep to his sides and his face turns beet red as she straddles him, her arms resting on his shoulders, and her hands in his hair.

she shifts a little, wanting to feel the exact imprint of his hard dick against her. a muffled moan comes from george and she looks at him, a little surprised, since she hadn’t really moved that much.

he sees her facial expression and feels the need to explain. “i haven’t done anything like this in a long time..” he says while looking away from her eyes.

“oh. do you not want to do this then?” she asks while moving her head to try and meet his eyes with hers again.

“no! i want to.. please.” he whines.

she chuckles. “well if you insist, george” she says while starting to grind her hips against him.

she starts to place kisses on the side of his neck, slowly moving down to search for any sensitive spots. when he groans as she softly bites a spot near his collarbone, she knows she found one. her lips focus on that area as she continues grinding on his lap. their chests making skin to skin contact as they’re pressed together, still sitting on the floor.

“you can touch me george..” she says by his ear, causing him to get goosebumps. without responding, he lifts his hands to her waist and rests them there lightly. she can feel how stiff he is and pulls back to look at him. he just looks up at her like a clueless puppy and she instantly melts inside.

“like this?” he tilts his head a little as he asks. she smiles sweetly and nods. “you can.. keep going though.” she places her hands around his wrists to slowly slide them higher on her waist. “the more your hands touch me, george,” she slides his hands towards the underside of her boobs, “the hornier i get.”

with that, he takes control and finishes the movement, carefully cupping her breasts in his hands. she allows her hands to slip off his wrists, and places them down by his sides while she leans closer into his touch. his grip is delicate just like she remembered of how he handled everything else. he takes one of her nipples in his fingers and starts playing with it, making her moan.

as george experiments with her sensitive breasts, y/n reaches down into his pants and rubs him over his sweats. he moans a little louder than she expected him to and he bucks up into her hand. she feels him tense up, but before he can try to apologize or express shame, she kisses him lovingly. their lips slowly separate as she pulls away but she speaks with her lips still hovering over his.

“sit on the couch.” she sighs out. he immediately follows her orders, lifting himself up onto her couch.

she trails her arms up his legs, stopping right at the waistline of his sweats. his breath hitches as he watches her hands pull them down, going quickly as she’s been waiting for this. his boxers go down with his sweats, and his hard dick pops out. she immediately holds it in both her hands, placing a kiss on his tip.

“george, can i be honest.”

she doesn’t hear him answer at first, but when she looks up, he’s nodding helplessly. she smiles, “i’ve thought about you like this before …so many times.”

his eyes slowly scan her face, and he sees how genuine she’s being. his pupils are dilated because he’s horny, desperate, and in love all at once. this moment is giving him the biggest urge to just tell her that he loves her, but he knows she’d think it’s too soon.

she leaves another peck at his tip, but then moves down to take him into her mouth. his eyes shut and his jaw tightens.

he tries to say something, to praise her, anything, but nothing is coming out except small groans. “i-“ he starts, but he’s cut off by his own moan as she speeds up.

she moves her hand to rest on one of his. eventually, he reaches a point of lightly bucking up into her mouth. she lifts her mouth off, swirling her tongue around his tip since he was so aroused now. his body unintentionally trembles and she smiles before placing kisses down from his tip to the base.

she was being so gentle and loving with him and he could cum from just that fact. he intertwines his fingers with hers that she rested on his earlier. she decides to focus on him and worry about her hormones later.

“do you know why i was so red when i answered the door?” she asks, smiling to herself.

he gulps as she continues, “i was thinking about you.”

she sees his dick twitch at her words. she laughs lightly and grips him a little tighter.

“y/n?”

she pauses and looks up at him, waiting for him to speak. it would be the first thing he’s said in a while.

“i..”

he’s fighting himself to try and stop himself from saying whatever it is. he pressed his lips together, still thinking about it. she squeezes their intertwined hands, and it encourages him to spit it out.

“i love you.”

he knows it was too soon. he already loved her as a friend, and even as more, but he was just learning about her feelings. he was already beating himself up inside. but he’s forced to stop when he sees her with the biggest smile he’s ever seen on her face.

his eyes widen when she starts jerking him off again.

“i love you too, george.” she says through a smile, before kissing his tip again. and that’s what does it for him. george’s body convulses once more as he reaches his climax. without warning, his cum lands on her face, causing her to flinch. he gasps and immediately goes to wipe it off.

“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry.”

she laughs. he wipes her lips and right after, she leans up and kisses him.

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missmyluv · 10 months

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bonnet stealer (｀_´)ゞ

💐 : synopsis | miles steals ur bonnet n think shit sweet .

warnings | cursing !!

your face twists in all typa ways when your silk purple bonnet isn’t in the bathroom— hence the last place you left it. you checked inside of the shower and underneath the sink, still no show of your precious bonnet.

you sigh, stress painting itself on your body as you walk inside of your bedroom looking on the top of your desk, slamming the drawers shut as to see it not being there either. you were already tired n this shit wasn’t helping either.

checking underneath the covers of your bed and the nightstand you groaned in frustration laying down on your comfy bed, the only place you could think of checking was your boyfriend’s house.

you grabbed your phone from the stand searching for his contact and face-timing him.

you migrated from your bedroom to the bathroom to finish your self care routine. it dialed for a few seconds before you were met with the ceiling, you rolled your eyes and set your phone up on the stand in your bathroom for times like this.

“where’s my boy at?” you asked, wetting your face then applying night cream

“hollup mami.” you can hear him light smacking on the other line with sounds of scraping of a plate. your piercing stress wells down a little when he spoke, a clear small smile rises with a laugh. you wait for him, moving to your room and setting up your phone to apply cocoa butter on your body.

the phone shifts onto his pillow, seeing his full face. you weren’t looking at him- but when you did irritation took over your features.

“i know damn well that ain’t my bonnet, miles.” your arms were crossed under your chest as you stare blankly at the screen, his bonnet was in fact on his newly braided hair. he chuckles at you and eats another chunk of his food.

“this shit comfy as fuck too.” he teases, laughing again at your expression. “ain’t shit funny!” you grab your phone and slip on your crocs, putting on your (his) jacket walking out of the house to his.

“we fightin’ when i get there.” you flash your middle finger at him and continue walking. “alright ma, see you there.” he laughs, making kissy noises on the phone and hanging up.

you made it to his house and unlock the door with a key mama rio gave you, taking your shoes off at the door and barging into his room with him already standing in front of the door with a smirk on his face.

he looks you up and down, tugging at the jacket. “n’ you got my jacket on. guess we even, huh?”

“no we not! you gave me this, i ain’t give you my bonnet.” you step forward to reach onto his head and grab it, but he takes a step backwards. “nigga go buy your own shiiittt.” you said, irritated. he was fully capable of buying his own shit and he steals yours??

he grabs your forearm picking you up and throwing you on his bed, taking your bonnet off and tossing it to you. you roll eyes and mutter a ‘finally.’ putting it over your almost-ruined hair.

“you happy now, hermosa?” he lays on your chest with the same color bonnet on his head. “what’s the point of stealin’ my bonnet if you got your own?” you questioned, flicking his forehead.

“i jus’ wanted you to come over.”

#atsv.💐#miles morales #miles morales x reader #miles morales x black!reader #miles morales x you #atsv #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader

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nicoline1998enilocin · 2 days

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On my knees for you || Part 1

PAIRING || Boyfriend!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader

WORDCOUNT || 2.2K

SUMMARY || Tony lets you know he's having a long and hard day at the office, so you decide to come over and relieve some of the tension he's been holding onto lately. It just won't be in the way he had expected you to do it.

RATING || Explicit (E)

TAGS || Sugar relationship. Established relationship. CEO!Tony Stark. Porn with a bit of plot.

SMUT || Semi-public sex. D/S undertones. Power exchange. Daddy kink. Dirty talk. Degradation. Praise. Hair pulling. Nipple play. Hand job. Masturbation. Fingering. Oral (M receiving). Deepthroating. Cum swallowing.

A/N || This idea came to life after a comment my dear friend @ccbsrmsf1 made, and ever since then, I can't stop thinking about this story! Thank you so much for inspiring this and proofreading it! I love you 3.000 💙

EVENTS Masterlist || @anyfandomkinkbingo || Wet dreams Masterlist || @fandom-free-bingo Book Night || Hand job Masterlist || @fandom-free-bingo Frosty || Nipple play

Masterlist || @fandom-free-bingo Wild || "Is this a simulation?" Masterlist || @mcukinkbingo || Setting: On the floor Masterlist || @multifandom-flash Compliments || Like a God to me

GIF: @ccbsrmsf1 || All graphics are made by @nicoline1998enilocin

Main Masterlist || Tony Stark Masterlist || AU Masterlist || Part 2

Today's an easy, relaxing day for you as you spend it in Tony's penthouse with your rescue kitten, Moon, while your boyfriend works in his office. Since you're staying with him during your days off, you're cleaning his apartment between taking care of Moon and his feedings, and when you're about to do some cleaning, you stumble upon some old photos of Tony.

"Look, it's your Daddy when he was in college. Wasn't he adorable back then?" you ask Moon, who's also looking at the photo. This man has aged like some of the finest wine there is, and you can't get enough of it, but you're quickly pulled from your thoughts when you get a text from Tony.

My Angel 💙 >> How are my favorite girl and our baby doing up there? I miss you two so much. Work is stressing me out to no end today... I want to be cuddled up with you two on the couch 🥺

As you read the message, you send a photo back to him. Moon, your rescue kitten, is perched on your shoulder, his soft fur tickling your cheek. You open the camera feature quickly, capturing the moment. You look at yourself and Moon before making a kissy face and a wink, too, and you snap a few photos to ensure the right one is in there somewhere.

"What do you think, Moon? Will Daddy like it when I send him a photo of us? I think he will!" you tell your kitten, who meows softly. You smile at his response before picking the perfect one - it shows off your cleavage perfectly as you're wearing a low-cut shirt and no bra, which Tony definitely will notice.

Sugar ❤️ >> We miss you too, Daddy ❤️

You send back the text attached with the photo, and not even seconds later, you get a few emojis of drooling faces back, and you know your plan worked. As you see his name on your screen, you pull your bottom lip between your teeth, and a smile forms.

Since you and Tony became official, your love has only grown stronger. You find yourselves constantly texting each other, unable to express your love enough. The depth of your love is palpable, and now that you're living with him for a few days, you know you can get used to being here with him and your kitten all the time.

Just as you're about to put your phone away, an idea pops into your head, and you quickly look at his calendar to find out he has a free half-hour soon. Your smile grows as your heartbeat quickly picks up at the idea forming in your head, and you can't wait to surprise Tony and maybe relieve some stress simultaneously.

"What do you think? Are you going to nap for a bit? I'm going to surprise Daddy, but I'll be back before your next feeding," you tell Moon, and he meows in response. You smile at him before walking over to his favorite spot in the house—the little hammock on his cat tree—where you place him, and he immediately curls into a little black ball.

"Sleep well, my beautiful Moon," you whisper as you give a few more scratches. Before you know it, he's dozed off, so you can go and visit Tony now. To be safe, you turn on the baby monitor Tony installed, which will alert you if something is going on. However, he's a good sleeper, so you'll doubt anything will happen.

Before you go, you add a bit of mascara to your otherwise bare face, and after one last look in the mirror, you head towards the elevator, ready to meet Tony in his office. Clad in nothing more than a loose tank top, cut-off jean shorts, and a pair of low-top Converse, you make your way over, your panties already flooding with arousal at the thought of what you're about to do.

As you approach his office, you see his secretary is gone, so you knock on Tony's door, knowing you should only waltz in there if there's an emergency.

"Come in!" your boyfriend says from the other side of the door. Exhaustion is evident in his voice, as he has been working hard for days. Having you and Moon at his apartment gave him enough reasons to return sooner, but he still has a lot of work to take care of.

As you open the door, you're greeted by Tony looking through a pile of paperwork. You wish you had filmed the reaction on Tony's face as he saw you walk in, as it is priceless.

"Hi, Daddy," you say in a sing-song voice, and his head snaps up at you, a big smile instantly appearing on his face. Before he says anything, he lets his gaze wander down your body, and your perked nipples poking through the thin material of your tank top and the way your thighs clench to give a little relief don't go unnoticed by his expertly trained gaze.

Your bottom lip is pulled between your teeth as you walk into his office. You close the door behind you and lock it before stepping in further. Tony could feel himself straining against the tight fabric of his pants, and it seemed like the temperature had shot up a few degrees with your arrival as well, as he loosened his tie.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes today, Sugar?" Tony asks with a deep voice, the vibration of it making your core burn even harder as your panties soak further. You approach him as he turns his chair to greet you, and you lean forward, your hands lying on the rests as you kiss his lips softly.

"I thought I'd visit my Daddy in his office because I can't stop thinking about you. I've been looking through some old photos of yours earlier, and I can't shake the thought that you're aging like a fine wine, and I want to get drunk on your taste," you whisper in his ear, making Tony moan softly.

As you pull back, you sink on your knees, and Tony gladly spreads his legs for you, giving you all the room you need to do whatever you have in mind. Seeing you with your big, round eyes, plump lips, rosy cheeks, and mischievous smile is the topic of many of his wet dreams, and he can't believe he's about to live through one of them.

You quickly loosen his pants, only to find his bare, hard cock already straining against it, as he's not wearing any underwear today - precisely the way you like it. As you pull it out of his pants, you revel in the flushed, red mushroom tip and the light blue veins running across the length of it. Your fingers barely wrap around it, and you usually struggle to take all of it in your mouth and throat, but that doesn't stop you from trying.

"You're such a naughty boy today, not wearing any underwear to work? I'd almost think you want people to know you're such an easy slut for me," you tut, and Tony groans as he throws his head back. His cock twitches in your hand at his words, and a bead of precum gathers at the tip as you squeeze softly.

"Is this a simulation?" Tony whispers to himself as he looks at the way you're kneeling between his spread legs, his cock looking huge in your small hand, your gaze hungry as you look at the monster you're holding. A devilish smile curls onto your features, and your gaze meets his.

"I don't know, but just in case it is, you should enjoy every last second of it, Daddy," you tell him, and he quickly nods. As you move your hand slowly up and down, you let the nails of your free hand glide over his inner thigh, and you can see the goosebumps forming on the bare skin of his stomach, where he lifted his shirt.

"Why don't you open your shirt for me and play with those beautiful, pink, sensitive nipples?" you ask Tony, and without answering, he immediately rips open his shirt, revealing his chiseled abdomen and broad chest, his nipples already perked at the sensation you're giving him.

As soon as his fingers make contact with his sensitive nipples, he moans, and his hips out into your hand, trying to seek more friction. His brain has already been reduced to nothing but a puddle of goo as you're working him over slowly, your hand twisting with every up-and-down motion. His moans are already uncontrolled, but when you free his balls, too, he moans your name loudly.

"That's it, let everyone know who's making you feel this good," you order, and he moans your name again, his eyes slipping shut as the pleasure almost becomes too much. You haven't even wrapped your soft lips around him yet, and he's already on the edge, making you preen on the inside.

"Look at me, Daddy. Look at me as I swallow your fucking cock," you order, and with a deep breath, he looks at you, the color of your irises wholly taken over by your pupils from pure lust, your free hand now between your legs to relieve some of the tension.

"Hmm, you're like a God to me," you praise him before leaning forward and taking his cock into your mouth. The salty taste of the precum and something undeniably Tony has you moaning around him, and your fingers are making quick work of your clit, as you revel in the power you're currently holding over your boyfriend.

Where Tony's hands were first squeezing his armrests tightly, he's now grabbing onto your hair, grabbing it into a makeshift ponytail before changing the rhythm to his liking. You hollow your cheeks as you take more and more of him into your mouth, your knees digging into the plush fabric of the carpet as you shift slightly.

"Feels so fucking good around my cock, Sugar. You're made to fuckin' suck me with that tight throat of yours," Tony growls as he ruts into your throat, and you swallow him deeper with every thrust, mascara running down your cheeks as he works himself deeper.

It doesn't take long for your nose to hit his pubic bone, and you are taking every last inch of him into your mouth and throat, Tony moaning appreciatively. Your fingers keep rubbing your clit to get the edge off, but not enough to push you over just yet.

"Hmm, touching your little sensitive button, aren't you? Gettin' so horny from sucking off your Daddy, you can't stay away from your clit?" he asks, and you try to shake your head with all your might, but it's difficult with the way he keeps fucking himself into your throat.

If he keeps this up, your mascara will run over your cheeks, making you look filthy, and drool will leak from the corners of your mouth as well.

"Couldn't even wait for her Daddy to come home, could you? Such a needy little girl for Daddy's cock," he tells you, and you moan around his length, making his head fall back in response. His orgasm is building rapidly, and with one last stroke, he keeps you on his cock as he cums, every last drop of it shooting down your throat, forcing you to swallow every last drop of it.

"Good fuckin' girl, now get up here and let Daddy finish you off too," he groans, and you do as he asks, though it's not as graceful as you would hope. His cock is softening between his thighs as you take your place on them, and without warning, Tony shoves his hand into your shorts, finding your soaked panties.

"That's it, cum on Daddy's fingers like a good little slut," he tells you, two of his fingers stretching your tight walls as you bounce up and down on them, and his thumb keeps playing with your sensitive little button. Your brows are knitted together, and with a loud moan of his name, you're writhing in his lap as he works you through your orgasm.

As you're coming down from your high, he pulls you close against his body, his warm hands soothing over your bare back underneath your shirt and your eyes falling shut. You both have a few more minutes to bask in the afterglow of what you have just done, and even though it left you wanting more, you're more than satisfied for now.

"I love you so much, Sugar; I'm so lucky to have you," he whispers in your ear, and the rosy tint on your cheeks had developed into a deep red blush when he was practically fucking your throat, but you wouldn't change it for the world.

"Love you too," you say with a raspy voice, and all too soon for your liking, it's time to go back to the penthouse. When you're both dressed and decent, Tony places a few more soft kisses on your lips before smacking your butt softly to let you go.

"You'd better be naked and ready when I'm done with work in an hour, Sugar, because I'm going to fucking ruin you when I'm home," Tony tells you, and you nod shyly before unlocking the door and slipping out of his office.

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lazyneonrabbitt · 7 months

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Sick day

You woke up feeling like absolute shit. Today was you three's day off and now this crazy headache was ruining the fun.

After your painkillers were deemed useless the boys decided yo treat you even more like a princess. You were already their everything but today it was even worse.

"Gonna have to stay in all day and I cam't even continue my game because of this freaking headache.." you whined dramatically, rolling onto your back with a loud sigh.

"I'm sure you'll feel good enough tonight to play some more." Lip came walking towards you and set a fresh pot of tea and an empty mug on the coffee table. "Now quit whining and drink something, yeah? You're probably starting your period soon, you always get these headaches before it."

Meanwhile, Carmy laughed to himself at how easily Lip shut you up. Taking some mental notes since he still always folded easily when it came to you. "Treating her like a princess, huh?"

"What. Princess is just a fancy word for a spoiled brat, which she is. ..which is also our fault for spoiling her so much." They both looked over at you. Sitting there in their clothes, blowing the steam off your hut mug of fresh brewed tea. You hadn't lifted a single finger today. The painkillers were brought to you in bed by Lip. Carmy made you a smoothie to get your strenght up and brewed you a pot of tea without you having to ask for any of it.

After a moment Lip returned to the couch with a large mug of coffee and sat down next to you. He snatched the TV remote and controller off the side table, reaching rudely past you in doing so and booted up your game. "Hey!" You protested until he opened a new save slot on the title screen. "You can't play, so you'll have to live with watching me fail at playing."

"What? You hate this game." You point at the TV to make a point. "You say it's unfair and it sucks because it has no difficulty settings and you 'die way too easily'" you air quote that last bit to recall his earlier statement on your new game when you were playing the week before.

"I know, baby. But I know how badly you want to stare at the pretty goth twink puppet kill other, less pretty evil puppets." His mocking tone was hard to miss.

Carmen walked past behind the couch and ducked down to kiss both of you on the cheek in passing by. "Alright, I'll be making a grocery run if you two are gonna be bickering like an old married couple." With his bag slung over his shoulder he grabbed his keys from the bowl and headed out the door. "See you in a bit, Bear!" You waved bye and made kissy noises as he closed the door behind him.

Carmen couldn't get the smile off his face.his two partners being idiots did that to him. You three were happy, in love and things were good. He felt good.

His quick grocery trip turned into a larger run, getting the freshest ingredients from local markets and stopping by the herbs shop to get some more tea blends for you. He knew your favorite store bought flavors and worked with the seller to mix up a few different bags for you to try.

On his way back he stopped at the local smoke shop and picked up some of the expensive brand cigarettes Lip loved to smoke but only got on special occasions because they're so pricey.

Carmen's love language has always been acts of service, and usually came together with gift giving as soon as he learned his partners' interests. And now with his bags full of items for dinner and his little surprise gifts he made his way back home.

"Oh motherfucker. I clearly dodged that!"

"You clearly didn't. He hit you on that last swing, else you wouldn't be dead now."

Lip's cursing and your arguments could be heard through the front door, having that fond smile creep back on Carmy's face as he walked back into the apartment.

"Hey babe, how was shopping?" "Welcome back, Bear!" The joined welcomes warmed his heart as he walked up to them and kiss them both, "Brought you something." ans hands them their gifts.

"What's the occasion? We got something to celebrate?" Lip was truly curious as to why he was given these cigarettes. "You never got them when we first started dating."

"Carmy, these teas smell amazing. Did you mix these yourself? That's your writing on the labels." You held a bag to your nose and breathed in the blend of red fruits. "Yeah. I know how much you love your fruit teas, so I went to that herb place to check out their stuff. Thought you'd like some personal blends."

You lifted your arm to catch his head as he leaned on the backrest and pull him into a loving kiss. "Thanks, Carmy."

When you pulled apart Lip took the oportunity to grab hold of him too and repeat the affectionate kisses. "Yeah, thanks, Bear."

Carmen took off to the kitchen to prepare soup and some sides for dinner while Lip kept you occupied with his failed attempts of playing your game again.

Dinner was set up beautifully on the kitchen island. Three sets of beautifully plated sides next to bowls of steaming soup, stuffed to the brim with veggies and meat.

Every little detail about this dinner was praised by you and Lip, thanking Carmy with every first bite of every bit of food on the table. You shared details of your couch hanging time, video game frustrations and shopping trip until every last bite of food was gone.

You and Lip insisted on cleaning up so Carmy could relax, but he kept swooping in to carefully clean his expensive knives that he disn't allow anyone else to use. Apologising constantly and immediately making excuses to help clean afterwards.

By the time you were done cleaning and standing in each others' way the sun had set and you found yourselves moving back to the couch. You draped yourself over the boys' laps to watch a movie of their choosing.

~~☆☆☆~~

A/N: Who knows what game Lip is playing?

#sometimes i write #gallzatto x reader #carmen berzatto #lip gallagher #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #lip gallagher x reader

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