#'60 minutes begs to differ--'

[onestepbackwards]

So according to Bulbapedia (or Serebii, I forgor) the time difference between our world to legends arceus is one minute here = one hour there. Assuming the self aware AU's time still runs like that even after you close the game, one day here is 60 days there, more or less 2 months. Which means if the player plays PLA, say, 1 and ½ hour every day, the people of Hisui are graced with their god's presence for nearly 4 days straight every 2 months.

And that's assuming the player also doesn't take breaks from doing it. Nevermind dropping it for years, if you stop playing for a week, Volo would already be begging on his knees for an explanation and pleading for forgiveness (becuase of course his first few conclusions would be that they've done something wrong) since, for him, you've left them for a year without any explanations.

Which makes some shenanigans even funnier. In my case, since I wanted a main team with a shiny Zoroark and an alpha Braviary before the main story progresses, I'd go hunt them before quelling Avalugg. (At the time, I didn't know that random alpha spawns were only available after you quell the noble so I wasted a lot of time lmao. Still working on the shiny Zorua tho.) For the most part of that, I already grabbed the eternal ice but actively avoided the next main story interaction since I thought it would trigger the noble battle. And this search lasted for weeks before I decided to finally trigger that dialogue.

And whaddaya know, it didn't trigger the noble battle, and it was just Volo and Gaeric talking in the snow. Which means I've left them standing in the middle of the cold, day and night, sometimes enduring blizzards, for multiple years before I finally came and Volo instantly ran away from the area (and Gaeric continues to suffer bc I still won't progress w/o my shiny Zoro)

When I read Volo saying "Oh, have some mercy! Can't you see I'm dying (to tell you what I've learned)?" and "...well, I did want to see that Avalugg but perhaps not at the cost of my life. So I suppose my freezing digits and I will be off!", I immediately burst out laughing while feeling slightly guilty about that.

alsfjdklfjd;f

Poor Volo, having to be stuck in place for ages because the strings of code force him to do so

I always liked to imagine perhaps if the game was off, people in a self aware au could wander around as if everything was normal. They are just stuck to one spot when you play.

But that still makes a funny scenario.

You boot up the game after making them all wait ages, just to keep Volo in the snow again for days. He swears he gets a cold every time he finally can go home-

#self aware au #self aware pokemon #self aware volo #volo #ask #anon #zed.talks

[bb-eilish]

Such a Brat -1-

pairing; student!soobin x fem!reader

warnings; Blowjob, face fucking, kissing, swearing, dirty talk, pet names, Dom!Soobin, Sub!Reader, slight nipple play, being walked in on kinda, arguing, light brat taming, P in V sex, creampie, cum eating.

A/N; The second one will be like 70% smut most likely. I’m also opening up my requests!!

part 2 teaser here

full part 2 here

During times like this, you can't help but to reminisce about your freshman year of college. Everything was dazzling new to you and to be honest, overwhelming.

Your classes were spread out amongst an array of buildings, differing in sizes, and smells. You were thrust into the world of being an adult. Your group of friends were like angels being sent from heaven, saving you so much anxiety and trouble.

The feeling of appreciation slightly smooths the edges of your, currently, incredibly unimpressed mood. You should've known something was up when your supposed "angel" like friends begged you to watch a scary movie with them.

It wasn't bad at first, just....eery.

The over-dramatic screams from the victims of the axe-wielding maniac caused you to shamefully giggle into your wrist.

Your friends, Yeji and Karina, left about 30 minutes ago. Like usual, you're now stuck with the rest of them: Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun, and Kai. And to add on to that, you live with 2 of them.

Like you mentioned before, your friends saved you from a lot. One of those anxiety-inducing things was a place to live. So now you live with Taehyun and Kai. The rest live together the floor under you, convenient.

But now you're seriously considering witchcraft or something, lying to the apartment complex about them so they get kicked out? Maybe.

Your face is uncomfortably squished into your wrinkled pillow, the after-effects of fear leaving in waves.

Why else would they beg you? You blame yourself honestly.

Your friends thought it was a brilliant idea to buy some random scary mask from Party City, and of course, buy the matching bloody knife as well.

The credits cascade down the now dark screen and everyone stretches, and unbeknownst to you, share a knowing look with each other-trying their hardest to not laugh or crack a smile. Being a good friend, you grab all the discarded food and random wrappers laying around the couch, in the couch, and for some reason in your bra.

"I'm gonna take a piss" Soobin announces, you grimace at his choice of words and throw away the garbage into its respective can.

"Y/n, can I use your phone charger? Pretty please" Beomgyu begs you, sticking his bottom lip out and cocking his head to the side from where he kneels on your couch.

"Sure, go get it"

A loud ‘hmph' comes from him and you giggle out a sigh, "what?".

"I want you to go get it, I'm your guest" He kicks his legs like a child throwing a tantrum after sitting on the piece of furniture correctly.

You blink at him and sigh, "Fine".

From the kitchen, you make your way to your bedroom, the last door at the end of the hallway. passing the bathroom you realize the door isn't closed, it takes you a little too long to put the pieces together.

Sighing again, you lightly push your door open and mindlessly turn on your bedside lamp. The main light hurts your eyes so you rarely use it. Your bed sits pristinely against the farthest wall, right next to an outlet with your white charger sticking out of it. When you're close enough you bend over to snag it from the wall.

Being your organized self, you take a few seconds to wrap it together neatly. A second later you pick up the faint sounds of footsteps on your carpet, your first guess is Beomgyu. You wouldn't be surprised if he came after you just to whine and complain about how long you're taking.

Yet, something didn't feel right. Beomgyu isn't this quiet. The owner of the footsteps grips your waist and growls loudly. The terrified scream that leaves your lips makes you nervous you might get a noise complaint. You seemingly jump 60 feet and your knees almost give out, one of your hands shoots to the wall for leverage while the other comes to your chest and grips your shirt.

You pant while leaning against the wall, finally getting a good look at the perpetrator. A stupid bloody mask is slipped off of Soobin's head and he, along with the rest of your friends, are laughing their asses off. A couple of them are even on the ground.

A scowl instantly comes across your face and you glare at them, mainly Soobin. His stupidly attractive face is scrunched together in laughter. You try and up keep up your pissed off demeanor but you can’t, a smile breaks through and you can’t help but giggle.

"You guys are so mean, I hate you" You whine and laugh, shuffling quickly to your bed. Hiding under the covers seems like a good idea so you face plant into your pillows and yank the large duvet over yourself. The laughing only gets louder so you groan and push the sides of the pillow into your ears. Mainly to hide the laughter bubbling more and more in your throat.

It ends a minute later only because the group migrates to the living room.

You steady your breathing as you feel your mattress dip next to one of your legs. "You okay?" He chuckles, just from his voice you can tell it's Soobin.

You don't feel like answering but Soobin peels the duvet from you.

"I hate you" You say as you lift your head from the pillows so you can glare at him properly. He gazes at you for a second, noting the playfulness you’re trying to hide. He laughs and sends a wink as he goes to join the rest in the living room.

You decide you're just gonna go to bed, so you reluctantly pluck your charger from the ground and plug it back into the outlet. Fishing your phone from your pocket so you can charge it. With a huff, you switch off your lamp and collapse back into your previous position giggling here and there.

///////////////////

Your alarm springs you out of your hate-induced sleep. Being a light sleeper was always good for your morning shift, which you, unfortunately, have to endure today until your first class which starts at 12:00.

Groggily, you throw your legs over the side of your bed and head over to your closet. Picking out your uniform, laying it on your bed along with some underwear and socks.

The sun pours through your blinds and it takes a few minutes for your eyes to adjust. You shuffle to your phone and yank it off the charger, bringing it with you to the bathroom.

To be honest, all you wanna do is ignore your friends until they beg for you to forgive them. But for now, you need to shower.

The hallway floorboards are annoyingly cold against your bare feet and it causes a scowl to develop on your features. The apartment is quiet, something you actually enjoy about getting up so early. Stepping into the bathroom was also painful, the tile being even colder.

The door shuts and locks behind you and you take a second to rub the sleep out of your droopy eyes, yawning as well.

Your eyes open again and your hand reaches for the handle of the shower, turning it to the perfect temperature for how cold it is outside.

Undressing was a blur and the second the hot water makes contact with your skin your shoulders droop in relief. Your head tips back to wet your hairline. Your hair quickly becomes drenched and you go to squeeze some shampoo in your hand, rubbing the nice smelling substance between your palms.

While you’re scrubbing the grime away your mind drifts to Soobin, specifically last night when you were alone in your room. The look he gave you has you pausing for a moment. The more you think about it the more warm your face becomes.

Scoffing you glare at the wall and continue what you were doing.

///////////

Stepping out of the shower you almost slip and die, probably at least. Your towel gets wrapped around you in record time because of how cold it is. The sound of muffled voices comes from outside the bathroom and memories of last night quickly resurface again.

"Motherfuckers" you mutter while drying off your hair.

You wrap the, now, damp towel back around you and unlock the door, cold air is blasted into your face and around your body. Quickly, you shuffle back towards your room crossing your fingers hoping they won't notice you.

"There she is"

A sigh leaves your mouth as you halt in your tracks, looking over your shoulder. Everyone is sitting in your living room, now staring at you.

Putting on a tight-lipped smile you say, "Yes?'. You can’t help how your eyes find Soobin’s fairly quickly, the smirk plastered on his face has your stomach start to churn nervously.

You roll your eyes and don’t wait for them to answer before hurtling back towards your room, it’s cold as fuck.

As soon as you get the door closed you lean against it and take a breath, you'll be honest; you have a giant fucking crush on Soobin and lately your mind has been flooded with not-so-appropriate thoughts. Which has led you to be a tad meaner in hopes of covering up your crime.

Taking a shaky breath you push yourself from the door and drop the towel, shimmying on your work uniform. Soon taking a seat at your vanity and combing through your hair. You decide to forego makeup today and grab your jacket that was thrown hazardously across the back of your chair. You stop for a moment to see how loud it is in your living room.

The muttering has stopped and you peek out, scanning the area. It seems your living room is actually empty for once.

You step into the dim hallway and pat yourself to make sure your phone is secure in your pocket once more. You slip your shoes on when you're at the door and grab your keys from the hook next to the entryway.

"Y/n, wait"

A voice sounds from behind you, a sleepy-looking Soobin is rubbing his eyes while sticking his hand out to stop you from leaving.

'What?" you ask, not impressed about how your heart picked up its pace.

"Can you drive me? Your job is right next to campus and my class starts an hour before yours. I also really don't feel like driving" He says, grabbing his own shoes from beside you. You're on the fence, because;

You want to spend more time with him no matter what your brain screams at you.

But you also don't feel like being on edge the entire time you're with him, you simply do not trust your thoughts.

Mulling it over in your mind takes a few seconds, but the way he literally gets on his knees, clasps his hands together and begs you makes up your mind pretty fast.

With a scowl you mutter, "fine" while unlocking the door and opening it for you both. He jumps in the air with a squeal and you have to refrain from smiling.

"Loser" you murmur, hoping it throws him off your scent. He doesn't say anything the entire time you descend the stairs or walk to your car.

He does speak up though when you ask him why he was the only one left, to which he replies that he took a 5 minute nap and when he woke up you were the only one left. This gets a giggle from you and it instantly infects him as well, the mood lightens and he takes advantage of that-cracking a few jokes. Some of them even have your eyes brimming with tears.

It was all fun and games before your mind decided to ruin the cute moment you were sharing, vivid images of how his hands would look gripping certain areas of you arise.

He notices a visible difference in you and covers your free hand with one of his, which in his mind was soothing.

Thankfully he exits the car when you park before you can say anything to ruin your relationship even more. Heat stings your face as you can almost still feel his huge, warm, hand over yours. Shaking your head you throw open your car door and step carefully on the ground as to not slip on any snow or ice.

/////////////

This time of year was filled with hot chocolate and rude customers, you get that Christmas is like a month away but damn. Some of these people act like you personally killed their dog or something. Multiple instances today had you biting and tonguing your cheek instead of giving the customer a piece of your mind.

A headache sneaks up and settles on your eyes and temples, making them feel heavy and achy. Thankfully, your shift is over in about 10 minutes so you decide to take one last order before getting ready to leave.

"Hello. What can I get you today?" You glance up and smile, Yeji is standing there tapping away at her phone-per usual.

"Yeji!"

She looks up and matches your bright smile but it falters, "You look awful"

Your eyebrow quirk at her in question so she decides to show you, searching in her bag for a compact. She finally is able to snatch one and when she holds it in front of you you understand totally now.

You look like you have a headache, a grimace settles on your face as you take in your appearance. Your hair is disheveled, there's bags under your eyes, and your eyes are droopy.

"Thank god you're my last customer for today, what do you want? The usual?" You question, leaning back over your side of the counter.

She nods happily and shoves the makeup back in her bag, you press a few buttons in the register and ask her for the money. As usual, she already has the amount in her hand, she makes your life so much easier.

Telling one of the workers behind you the order, they get to work, after you give her this drink you can finally get to class and then finally get home. Your favorite show has updated its episodes on Netflix and you are dying to watch it.

Soon the drink finds it's way being handed to you, smiling at the worker you take it and quickly hand it to Yeji.

"I'll see you after class?" She questions before taking off. She's halfway at the door so instead of using the small amount of voice you have left you just nod. She gives you a smile before pushing open the clunky double doors.

//////////////

Walking over to class fom work was generally easy, not in the winter though. Your balance is awful and you've slipped at least 4 times, even though the coffee shop is practically on campus.

Thankfully this class was easy, you were not mentally ready for one of the harder courses you were forced to sign up for. Raking your fingers through your hair to calm down some of the strands was probably the most you moved for the entire class period.

Luckily it was Thursday and you don't have classes on Friday. But you still had one period left.

Exiting the class you drag your feet and rub your eyes, throwing your backpack over a shoulder as you jump a few feet when a hand lands on your shoulder. It's Kai, and he looks concerned.

"Are you okay?" You both scoot off to the nearest wall.

"Yea I'm fine, just a headache" Your smile doesn't reach your eyes and it only seems to worry him more. But he doesn't put up much of a fight, he knows how that'll end.

Sighing he says, "Alright, let me know if you need anything. I mean it"

You offer another smile and agree, waving you off he enters the classroom you just happened to leave. Letting out a sigh you merge behind the group of people who happened to walk by.

/////////////////

Today was the perfect day to be tired, your last class was only writing down notes. Your brain is practically melting in your skull and you book it to your car, again, almost slipping a few thousand times. You unfortunately couldn’t meet up with Yeji, she’ll probably understand why though.

Once the door is shut and the car is on you put on the seat warmers and everything, the cold is only making your, now, dull headache worse. You're about to reverse when you remember how you didn't come here alone, should you call him? What if he expected you to drive him back as well?

You're not a mean person naturally so you take the time to turn on your phone and scroll through your contacts.

The ringing makes your nerves fray, "Hello?"

"Uh, hey, did you want me to drive you back home too? I'm getting something to eat”You clear your throat, a moment passes before he responds.

"I was gonna drive with Tae but that sounds way better, I'm walking to the coffee shop now"

A warmth settles on your face at the fact he chose you over Tae, it sturs in your stomach. "Hurry up".

The line goes dead because you hang up immediately, trying your best not to fan girl and swoon. You put the car in park and try your best to calm your nerves in the small amount of time you were given.

God, why did he have to be so fucking cute? You slouch over and settle your forehead on your steering wheel as you fight with your own brain.

His stupid-

Your thinking is cut short once the sound of your door opening pulls you out of your aggressive thoughts.

"Hey, you okay?"

His lopsided smile has you clenching your fists, "I'm fine" you deadpan.

He only chuckles at your tone before buckling in.

"Where are we going to eat? Panda express?"

A grimace takes over your face as you peek up at him, "Hell no, we're fine dining today" While putting the vehicle in reverse again.

His eyebrows shoot up in shock as he begins messing with the radio, he settles on one of your favorite songs. That just so happens to be romantic. You couldn't pass up the chance on singing your heart out.

He stays quiet at first, and then surprisingly joins in.

The whole experience was...new. You glance at him every once and awhile just to ogle his face when he sings. He somehow looks even better as his eyes are hooded in concentration while he lets out peaceful melodies.

The songs comes to an end and he doesn't miss a second to compliment you, "You have such a nice voice". The way he looks at you has the air in your lungs evaporating. If you didn't know him you'd assume he was about to confess his love for you.

"Shut up" You quietly say, thanking god that you're finally at burger king. It's busy, the cars are almost lined up the road and you whine in response.

"Wow, fine dining indeed" He jokes, this time you laugh and go to playfully shove him. The feel of his toned bicep under your hand has you reeling back the appendage. He doesn't seem to notice your borderline disgusted action though.

////////////

The entire car ride was normal, to him probably. To you it was great, you think he's the funniest and you hope you weren't too obvious about it.

Opening the door you're met with groans and complains.

"Why didn't you get me food?"

"You guys got food and you didn't tell us?"

"Aw, did you guys have a date at Burger King? How romantic"

You send a glare Yeonjun's way and he winks at you cheekily, "You guys don't deserve any after the stunt you pulled last night"

"Soobin's the one who did it, why does he get food"

You're speechless, you can't just be like "Oh, because I have a massive, suffocating crush on him". So you don't answer at all, opting for taking a seat at your dining table and pulling out the food from the greasy bag.

//////////

Your hand goes to snag the last fry when a much bigger hand beats you to it, your pout is met with Soobin's smirk. He probably expects you to curse him out and that’s exactly what you go to do, but you’re cut off.

"Guys"

Everyone looks to Beomgyu, who's standing in front of the tv.

"Since Christmas is coming up and we're all not going to be with each other for it, I thought of a fantastic idea. How about a trip to Jeju Island the first week of break?" He looks like he just told you he won the lottery, you giggle at it and agree.

"Sounds like fun, I'm in"

The rest of them soon follow after.

"Yea, sure"

"Sounds fun"

"I'm down"

"Sounds like a plan”

His grin only widens as he announces that he's going to book an airbnb or something so you can really get the "entire experience".

You roll your eyes while laughing, throwing the trash back in the bag and then throwing the bag away entirely.

"Oh by the way Beomgyu, I want my own room. It's bad enough I have to share an apartment with you guys, no offense"

"I'll see" he mutters into his phone, that doesn't sound very promising.

"I'm bored" You whine while crashing on one side of the couch that isn't occupied.

"We could watch another scary movie" Kai says, the group giggles.

"Wow Kai you're so funny" You say mockingly.

"We just got a new playstation if that sounds like fun" Yeonjun says from your fridge. It sounds better than sitting here waiting to die so you agree to it.

The group naturally follows you both and soon you're all doing the same exact thing but in Yeonjun’s, Soobin’s , and Beomgyu's apartment.

The switch seems to be in vain because a wave of exhaustion creeps in and you find yourself asking who has the comfiest bed, and of course, it just has to be Soobin's. Cramming the feeling of butterflies away you take a breath and do the unthinkable, enter Soobin's bedroom and tuck yourself under his covers.

Maybe this wasn't so bad, the smell of him was everywhere and it has you nuzzling further into his pillow.

//////////

Your eyes crack open, it's dark as hell and you have no idea what's happening. You wiggle your hand a bit and realize your phone is stationed right under it. Bracing yourself for the 7 suns about to blind you, you stare at the screen and turn it on.

Pain.

After you get your vision back by frantically turning down the brightness, the time reads 1:48 AM. Holy shit.

You sit up and scope the room, you can barely see anything so that doesn't help.

A yawn forces its way out of you and you stretch your limbs, swinging your legs over the side of the bed and shakily standing up. It doesn't take long for your legs to work again. The door is already open so you peek your head around the frame, still dark as hell, but you can hear the tv ever so slightly.

Shuffling your feet because lifting them would take too much energy you approach the living room, the light from the tv lighting up the open room.

You get closer and realize Soobin is sitting on his couch, by himself, watching something on his phone. You gaze at him, the light from the tv makes his skin glow and you can't look away.

The next step you take has the wood under your feet creaking, his head springs up and he looks almost stunned.

"Good morning" He sleepily smiles, you don't know what comes over you but you decide it's a good idea to make your way to him and sit almost on top of him. If you weren't tired you would've seen the quick flash of panic that overcomes him.

"You should've woken me up, I'm sorry I stole your bed" You frown, you had no idea you'd be asleep this long, you're even more shocked at the fact that nobody woke you.

"I usually don't sleep very early so you're fine, no sweat" His smile makes him look even more tired and your eyes soften if possible.

"You should get to bed, I'll head home" You go to stand but a hand quickly throws itself in front of you, halting your movements.

You look at him questioningly and he takes a second to respond, "N-no I'm fine, are you sure you have to leave? I know you like this show, we should watch it" His wide eyes have your heart collapsing and going home doesn't sound very appealing anymore.

You don't say anything as you get comfortable again, his thigh brushes against yours and you look in the opposite direction of him as your heart stutters.

/////////

Looking back at that moment was common, it's been about a month and nothing has really lived up to that. You've gotten your snarky mouth back and you bet Soobin is over the moon about it.

Your knees press into the wood of your floor as you bend over to swipe at the luggage collecting dust under your bed. You feel the material brush against your fingers and you almost fall over getting it out.

Now, what should you pack?

You're only staying there for like a week, so like any sane person you pack half your closet. What if it rains and there's no washing machine? What if you fall into a lake? Get pooped on by a random bird? Exactly.

So much could happen so you packed for everything. Bathing suit? Even though it's currently 23 degrees out, check. Proper attire for brunch with the Queen? Check.

Finally, you stuffed all of your toiletries and such into the now 600-pound suitcase.

"You ready?" A voice sounds from your door, Yeonjun pokes his head through the threshold of your room

"Yea, I'm coming out now" You mutter as your try and find a good angle to drag the thing across your floor.

"Yknow that has wheels right?"

You blink at him, "wheels?".

He chuckles and pops out the wheels that apparently fold inward, he then demonstrates by pushing and pulling the case back and forth.

You purse your lips, you've had this suitcase for like 3 years. Are you kidding?

"That's embarrassing, thank you"

He only nods and laughs at you in return, leaving the same way he came.

You eye the door before taking the handle and copying his movements, pushing and pulling it back and forth.

"huh.."

You get over it quickly as you correctly wheel it out of your room and into the bustling living room. You still can't believe you're gonna be the only girl on the trip, you even got on your knees to beg Yeji and Karina to come. They both have to see their stupid families for stupid Christmas for the ENTIRE break.

Whatever.

"Finally, Y/n" Taehyun complains, checking his pockets to make sure he has his phone.

"Oh eat my ass, I'm ready now let's go"

You love that you can joke with them like this, teasing is in your nature and it's a blessing it brings you guys together.

The guys get stuck in the doorway because they, of course, all tried to get out at once. You eyed them incredulously, you hope you don't die on this vacation but with the way things are already paying out you don't have much hope.

As you stuff yourselves in the elevator you wonder about the things you can do on the island. You’ve never been before.

You almost snort as they do it AGAIN, they get stuck in the doorway as they all go at once.

"Are you guys serious?"

Some of them mutter a "shut up" while trying their best to get through. Oh, this is going to be great.

You can't lie, you always made fun of Soobin for having a mom van, but days like this proved to be useful.

“SHOTGUN”

You yell while trying your best to run with your luggage behind you, Kai beats you to it and sticks his tongue out. So, you do the only sane thing; have a tantrum. You're not sure if they know you're joking, sometimes you don't even know you're joking to be fair.

They probably do though, as they all laugh at you instead of helping.

"Fine, you're buying me dinner though, Kai for this sacrilege" He loudly cackles before quickly muttering apologies-closing the door in case you change your mind.

A slight pout sits on your lips as you lug your suitcase in the trunk, letting out a huff when you finally get it situated correctly. You find your way to the last small row of seats in the back of his van. The awkward bend you have to do when you walk to the back of the vehicle is worsened when you see how dirty it is. This is gonna be just fantastic.

"Soobin, you slob! Do you not clean back here? There's a graveyard of water and Gatorade bottles"

"I will turn this car around, stop complaining" You hear him screech.

"You haven't even left the parking space, dumbass"

"Don't sass me"

The 'argument' ends with you both bursting out laughing. Your behind makes contact with the seat and you make sure to stay perfectly in the middle area. The airport was only 30 minutes away so you'll be fine, hopefully.

The entire ride consisted of Kai and Taehyun passionately arguing over pokemon, what else could possibly be more important?

"Shut up, we're here" Soobin announces over the bickering, parking the van the closest to the airport doors. Which isn’t very close because this place is packed. "Grab your shit" He continues, stuffing a pocket with his car keys.

"Bitch..." You mutter, thankfully shuffling out of your seat and onto the pavement of the lot.

"That's a weird way of saying 'Oh, thank you Soobin for getting me a plane ticket, you're so handsome and charming'"

You purse your lips and grumble out another thank you, when he first bought the ticket you practically kissed the dude's fucking feet over it, but okay. He was being extra but you still thanked him anyway.

You all lug your things through back check and have them boarded, next is TSA, Beomgyu was picked to go through the huge scanning machine and the rest of you sure had a load to say about it. He T-posed in the machine while glaring at you, trying his best to subdue the smile that so desperately wanted to show.

As you approach your gate you scan the building, signs are plastered literally everywhere about going to some random country, the ceiling is glass and lets in really nice sun light, and different shops; mainly restaurants, litter the walls.

"You guys hungry? We got like an hour before the plane boards" You hope they can hear you, you're facing the other direction and you have a habit of mumbling.

Luckily they do, "I could eat, what sounds good?" Yeonjun asks, walking to where you're looking around.

"Anything is fine with me, just not McDonalds" Taehyun says, getting out his phone.

"Ugh, whatever" Beomgyu teases, joining you both in looking at the available restaurants. You squint and see the orange sign of Dunkin Donuts next to the last gate.

"It's like 8:30 can we get breakfast at Dunkin Donuts?" They all hum in agreement so you start the journey of sifting through the people that linger around the gates, some of them look absolutely pissed, other look tired, and some look ecstatic. 'Same' you think.

You feel a hand brush against yours softly and you try not to make it obvious that you're eyeing to see who it was.

Soobin towers over you, seems like he almost sprinted next to you since the last time you checked he was behind everyone. You try not to be like that, thinking he did it for a certain reason. You turn your head for a split second to gaze at the man and in the short time you almost run someone over, if it wasn't for Soobin of course, he grips your arm as he yanks you into his side.

"Y/n, not sure if you know this but you can actually use your eyes to look around" Taehyun teases you, you cackle at his joke and enter the small donut shop.

You all stand a few feet from the counter so nobody thinks you're in line as you figure out your order, everything looks good. The breakfast sandwiches especially, oh my god and the smoothies.

You make up your mind surprisingly quickly, a mango smoothie and a breakfast sandwich are calling your name. "You guys ready?" You ask.

"Yea"

"Yup"

"Mhm"

"Yes"

"Ready"

You nod and approach the counter, it's not very busy so you're first in line. The cashier's eyes widen a smidge once you order first, the group notices pretty quickly that he has an eye for you. You seem to be none the wiser. Soobin's eyes narrow skeptically at the worker but throws in his order anyway, slapping your hands away once you get your wallet from your purse.

Your eyes shoot up in question, though, he interrupts the argument he knows is a second away from leaving your lips.

The cashier continues to eye fuck you and it's starting to burn Soobin's chest, jealousy nips at his brain annoyingly. You're handed the food and go to find a table that'll fit all of you. That seems to be in the corner of the shop, you wave them over as you take a seat against the wall, immediately getting out your food and taking a sip from your smoothie.

Kai sits next to you, Beomgyu sits next to him and Yeonjun and Soobin sit across while Taehyun sits at the end. You take notice of Soobin directly in front of you and decide to spark a discussion about payment.

"Why did you pay? Now I feel bad, asshole" You mumble in his direction, mouth stuffed wth eggs and other breakfast foods.

He only smiles at your name-calling and dismisses you with a wave, so naturally, you give him the finger. The hairs on the back of your neck stand up and you suddenly are inflicted with the feeling of someone watching you. The group is busy devouring their food so you know it's not them.

"What the hell" you mumble to yourself, you peer behind the tall man in front of you to discover the worker eye fucking you, he doesn't look away when you make eye contact though. Following your gaze Soobin looks over his shoulder to see the worker, once again, unashamedly staring at you.

The bitter feeling of jealousy crawls its way back and he finds himself reaching out to you, thumb swiping over the corner of your mouth. There wasn't anything on your face but it was all he could think of. Just like he planned, your attention is ripped from the young man and to him.

And just like Y/n fashion you get nervous and almost panic, letting out a few curse words, and avoiding his eyes completely. This time it hits him differently, usually your teasing and name-calling was funny and kind cute, but this time it causes a small lump to form in his throat. Annoyance settles over his features and he remains silent until you make it back to your gate.

You take notice while sitting next to him at the gate, "Are you okay?"

Your voice makes him feel guilty which adds to the fire, his eyebrows scrunch and before he can stop himself he's letting out a, "Why do you care?"

It seems to shock you both, your own eyebrows scrunch.

"The fuck is your problem?" You adorn an offended look and it's almost like word vomit coming out of him.

"You're my problem, go fuck the Dunkin Donuts cashier or something"

Your jaw drops, as well as the others listening.

"Soobin, dude, that's not cool" Yeonjun reprimands.

His glare is turned to his phone as he lets out a quiet, "Whatever".

Your stare hasn't budged, did he really just say that? Anger floods your veins and your brain is screaming at you to say something, but you can't. So you look away, out the window at the awaiting airplanes.

Hurt settles over your heart and the look of a kicked puppy remains on your features. You daydream the whole time and are yanked out of your thoughts as the woman at the front announces that the plane is boarding. You all board last and take a seat at the back of the plane, next to Beomgyu and Kai, Taehyun, Soobin, and Yeonjun are getting buckled into the seats at the other side of the walking lane.

You're super excited but the fact Soobin just told you to go fuck some random dude still hangs over your head.

///////////////

The plane ride was only an hour-long so you only got some apple juice to satiate you. You sat there, thinking and mulling over what happened a thousand times in your head. The more you thought about it the angrier you were. Fine, if he wanted to play that game so be it.

"Buckle in your seatbelts, we are landing" A flight attendant sounds over the intercom. Chatting with Beomgyu and Kai about what you're gonna do first is almost interrupted by the same feeling of being watched. You flick your eyes to meet the gaze of Soobin, your smile dies and your eyebrows knit together.

Rolling your eyes in slight disgust you direct your attention back to the ongoing conversation and let out a laugh when Beomgyu makes a comment about purposefully losing Yeonjun and leaving.

Soon, you're landed and everyone gets up, waiting their turn to grab their carry on and leave the plane. Unfortunately, Soobin is ready to enter the walking lane at the same time you are. You glare at him and go first.

Meeting the others in the building you take a look around, it looks exactly the same. Everyone is chatting amongst themselves except you and Soobin, even when you grab your luggage and hail a cab to the airbnb Beomgyu booked. There were too many of you to fit in one measly cab so you hitched a ride with Kai in another one.

The house was brown and kind of small, it sat on an acre of land and was surrounded by trees. The taxi stopped before the driveway, silently telling you to pay and get out.

“I’ll pay” You announce to Kai, he stopped his attempt of plucking out his wallet to reject your offer.

Before he was able to dismiss you you handed the driver the amount that was listed digitally above the radio. The driver kindly smiled and went to pop up the trunk, you followed him to grab your luggage.

Kai got his luggage with grace, while you almost fell over. Both taxi’s drove away and now your left with your friends in front of the house you were supposed to be staying in for a week.

“Beomgyu’s gonna get lost I know it” Yeonjun complains, starting down the gravelly drive way.

You expected him to deny and whine, yet he said, “Yea you’re probably right” While eyeing the gradually dense forest.

Giggling momentarily, you take a look around as well. The entire scene looked straight from a fairy tale, mossy cobblestone lined its way to the front door and you even spotted a pond to the left of the house.

The inside was surprisingly modern though.

“I get my own room right? The question lingered in the air for a moment and the partial silence had you worried you’d have to share a room.

“Yes, of course. There’s 3 bedrooms. Soobin, Taehyun, and Me in one room. And Kai and Yeonjun in the other, which leaves you, Y/n, alone. You’re welcome” Beomgyu sing songs, smiling wide.

“I knew I liked you, Gyu” You say in thank.

The rest don’t say anything about the room plan so you don’t think anything of it, you easily spotted a hallway and decided to look down it.

“Are the rooms here?” You mutter to Beomgyu, who’s shuffling towards you.

“Looks like it, good eye”

The left wall has 2 rooms, the right wall has 1 room. There’s one room at the end of the hall, that’s the one you want. You narrow your eyes, worried you’d have to brawl for it. So as fast as you can you sprint down the wooden hallway and throw your suitcase on the floor, claiming it as yours.

The rest pick out their rooms while you examine yours, the bed is a fancy 4 post one with drapes. It immediately catches your eye, the bed has matching white and purple sheets. Even the built in curtains are white.

You also notice that the dresser, walls, and nightstands are also white. A decently sized tv is mounted on the wall parallel to the bed, the curtains that hang in front of the window across from you are the same purple the bed is.

The entire room gives off elegance and it sparks your interest. The bed draws you in and you can’t help but take a seat on the side. You’re infront of the door and can see the boys weaving out of the rooms.

“Is there seriously only ONE bathroom?” Soobin complains.

“Cry about it” You respond, crossing your legs.

His eyes flicker to yours and you hold your ground, eye contact unwavering. You might be pissed off but the way his eyes narrow at you is incredibly attractive. Though, you make sure not to let him know that. His pupils pierce through you, sending a subtle chill down on your spine.

He doesn’t say anything as he eventually turns around and leaves the hallway, your glare is directed to your legs as you calm down from the intense sexual tension.

//////

“Alright, you all have 2 hours to get ready. We’re going out to eat” Beomgyu yells from somewhere in the house. Excitement fills you as you lower to your knees to zip open your suitcase, a few things catch your eye but you ultimately choose your favorite jeans and shirt. It’s not snowing here yet but it’s still cold, a jacket would be a good touch.

Setting out your outfit on the bed you look it over and deem it super cute, now all you need is to shower and run a comb through your hair.

“I’m showering first”

You look taken aback as you realize both you and Soobin said that at the same time, a second goes by and you book it to the room. He was, unfortunately, closer and got in it first. The last thing you see before he closes the door is the smug wink he sends you.

A soft scoff leaves your mouth as you stomp your way back to your room, grumpily turning on the tv and channel surfing.

As the shower turns on your eyes subconsciously shift to the light seeping out of the bottom of the bathroom door. Soobin is naked in the shower right now, you almost smack yourself for being creepy. He’s just so UGH.

////

The creak of the door tears your attention from the TV ahead of you. Just your luck, Soobin walks out with only pants on. He briefly makes cold eye contact with you and pushes his way to his room. The warmth on your face annoys you as you get up.

It reeks of him and it almost weakens your knees. Bastard. The water quickly turns hot when you turn it, as it's already been used recently. The mirror is still fogged from Soobin's shower. Your shirt is quickly yanked over your head, your remaining clothing soon meets the sprawled-out clothing on the tile beneath you.

The water feels heavenly against you and you tip your head back. Soobin make's his way back into your thoughts and it gets worse from there. You wish he would simply open the door and have his way with you, how good his giant hands would feel digging into your sides.

Your hands pause in your hair as your thoughts race, he would look so lovely with his hair all wet while he hovers over you, completely towering over your form. How condescending he could be, how patronizing.

Squeezing your eyes you sigh and get back to showering.

/////////////

A towel is tightly wrapped around your body as you finish drying off, grabbing your discarded clothes in one hand you twist the doorknob to enter the hallway. Only to almost run into a wall, a Soobin sized wall.

Your eyes trail up from his collarbones, to his neck, and finally to his eyes, which do not meet yours. His mouth is slightly parted as he eventually meets your eyes.

His eyebrows quirk at you, "Did you hear me?"

"Sorry, what?"

He glances away from you to lean in, right-hand finding purchase on the door frame above you. His scent consumes you and it has you clenching the front of your towel. He feels centimeters away from you when he mutters, "Can you move?"

"Oh, y-yea. Sorry" You trail off, slipping next to him and bolting it to your room. You shut the door as gently as you can because your senses are heightened and you don't want to slam it.

Your lungs exhale and you take a second to breathe, snapping out of it eventually and dressing into your picked out clothes.

You bend over to grab the brush in your suitcase and rake out the tangles and knots.

"Is everyone ready? We're leaving in 10 minutes" Beomgyu yells from the living room.

They all grunt and hum as you see Kai bouncing on one foot trying to fit on his shoes. He almost trips over and it causes you to throw your head back in laughter.

You can hear his own laughing as you grab your phone and make sure it’s snug in your jacket pocket.

Your shoes are by the door and you dodge everyone who’s weaving in and out of the rooms in the tight hallway. You wonder where you’re going to eat, are the places the same here? You’re not sure but you slip on your shoes either way.

“Beomgyu, where are we going to eat?“ You ask as he passes by you, “Um, I totally forgot the name. You’ll see I guess” he continues, “ IF YOU’RE NOT READY WE’RE LEAVING WITHOUT YOU”

You have to cover your ears momentarily at his close proximity, following him when he opens the door. A car rests at the end of the driveway, just like the taxi’s from before did. Beomgyu doesn’t look back as he begins the walk of the long driveway.

Unlike him, you peak behind you to see Kai and Taehyun all ready and walking behind you, Yeonjun and Soobin are scrambling out the door, hurriedly closing it behind them.

Facing fowards again you notice the vehicle is an SUV, thankfully big enough to fit all of you. Taking 2 cars everywhere was simply not gonna cut it.

Beomgyu opens up the door and confirms everything with the driver, who is currently wearing stray kids merch. The site makes you giggle as you climb in the back, leaving someone else to climb to the very back row this time; Which happens to be Yeonjun who complains the entire time.

You’re sat next to Taehyun as he passionately plays a few rounds of rock paper scissors with Kai and Soobin. You seriously don’t know how they do it so many times without getting bored. Before you know it the suv comes to a final halt and you find yourselves in front of a sushi place.

You bite your tongue until you all exit the car.

“I thought we were going somewhere special? We can get this anywhere” You mutter towards Beomgyu’s direction; he’s currently swiping on his phone like there’s no tomorrow. Without even looking up he says, “I know but it’s right next to Dongmun market and I thought that would be fun”

You nod at his reasoning and pile into the restaurant. “Table for 6?” The hostess asks as she starts grabbing menus.

“Yea, can we get a booth too, please?” Kai speaks up. She nods and asks you to follow her.

The restaurant has people sprinkled throughout it, nothing too crazy. She leads you to a dim lit area and sets down the menus around the corner table made for larger groups. You thank her and wait your turn to sit, the table is soon filled and you are very aware of Soobin who’s sitting to your right while you’re all perusing the laminated menus.

The feeling of water is registered on your face, it feels like it’s raining inside. You lower your menu to, of course, see Beomgyu sticking his fingers in his water and flicking it at you. When he notices your stare he looks to his side quickly and acts like he’s closely examining the wall.

The water and ice are cold as you dip your finger tips into it, flicking it in his direction. You try your best to stifle the giggle that crawls up your throat when he looks at you look you just insulted him.

Now you’re basically having a competition and the other members are eyeing you humorously. Except one, Soobin glares at the interaction you’re sharing with Beomgyu and his knuckles turn white as his jaw clenches. But you don’t notice, you never do.

He clears his throat in hope of gaining everyone’s attention, “So what are you guys gonna get?” If he’s honest, he doesn’t care-he just hates how you look at Beomgyu. It almost makes him nauseous.

The two of you stop and gaze down at the menu again, “This shrimp bento box is calling my name” Kai says, smiling.

“The chicken ramen has me drooling” Yeonjun murmurs.

“Not sure yet” Taehyun and Beomgyu say.

Your answer never comes and it has Soobin turning towards you, nudging your shoulder with his elbow.

You hum at him and let out a “I’m not sure yet. This strawberry Soju looks so good though. We should let loose a little” They all agree and are quick to order it when the waiter asks what they would like, you knew they’d like that idea.

The shots are poured and the oldest drinks first, he shoots it back and cringes for a second at the bitter taste before coughing slightly. Then you all knock it back, you shimmy at the slight burning sensation going down your throat and into your stomach.

“Honestly it’s pretty good” Taehyun mumbles while wiping his lips, you hum at him and pour more. By the time you order your food you’re kinda tipsy and decide you’re not gonna have anymore. You wanna remember your first night in Jeju.

Everyone’s cheeks are reddened and it makes you laugh, until the food gets there and you borderline unhinge your jaw just at the smell of it.

You ordered spicy tuna rolls and they look so good, breaking the wooden chopsticks you dig in and groan at the feeling. Maybe a little too loud because the table stares at you, eventually noticing you wave them off and keep eating.

/////////////////

Walking out of the restaurant you really don’t feel like walking through a market right now, “Can we go to the market tomorrow or something? I can NOT walk that much right now” You sigh while rubbing your stomach and soon your left eye.

“Yea you’re right, it’s only 4pm and I feel like passing out” Beomgyu mumbles while digging out his phone to, presumably, get an uber. You don’t notice who you lean on, but you do it anyway. An arm comes to hug around your shoulders secure your position. You don’t have to look at who it is, he answers someone’s question and you can tell it’s Yeonjun.

You dig your face into his side for god knows how long, you can feel his torso vibrate when he talks and it soothes you, almost putting you to sleep. The sound of them starting to move begins and Yeonjun nudges you. The first thing you see when you crack your eyes open is Soobin’s pissed off stare, you roll your eyes and lean back on your own feet.

The car ride back is quiet and everyone settles in the living room when you get back to the house.

“I’m gonna go change, i’ll be right back” You announce, getting up from your comfy place on the furniture. They all hum but don’t rip there eyes from the TV, an episode of adventure time is playing.

The entire time you walk to your room you’re working on getting your bra off, one hand is pulling it off as you turn around to shut the door. Unexpectedly making eye contact with Soobin as you fling the garment from under your shirt. As far you see, he doesn’t react, since you only see his eyes for a second before shutting the door. You try not to think too much of it.

The comfortable pajama pants feel 1000 times better than your other pants. When you get back into the living room everyone is still in there assumed positions. The only eyes that move are Soobin’s as his gaze lingers on you before drifting back to the TV.

“What snacks do we have in the pantry?” You ask as a hand comes to lazily scratch your stomach.

“We just ate” You hear from the living room as your feet end up in the kitchen, “Yea yea” you respond.

Sushi fills you up for like 30 minutes and then you’re hungry again. The pantry opens to a plethora of different snacks. Your jaw drops and you eye some hostess cupcakes, your hand digs into the box and grabs ahold of a packaged chocolate cake.

Your eyes meet the fridge and you steadily get closer, flinging open both the fridge and freezer. A dramatic gasp leaves your lips as you see the containments. The fridge is full of fruit, snacks, vegetables and all the drinks you could imagine. And the freezer is stocked with ice cream, you quickly spot your favorite flavor of ben and jerry’s and snatch it.

Before closing the fridge you search for the utensils and grab a spoon, booty bumping the doors shut after you’re done. A content smile is placed on your face as you make your way back to the living room, finding your spot and digging into the ice cream. Your feet swing in delightfulness as you eat the creamy food.

“Where did you get that?” Kai nods at you, eyeing the food intensely.

“The kitchen is stocked full of food, they have everything” You say with a mouth full of ice cream. The boys share a glance before dashing to the kitchen, coming back minutes later with arms full of food. You laugh at them as they get comfortable again.

“What movie should we watch? And no-“

You’re cut off by a loud “SCARY MOVIES” You purse your lips, staring blanking at the men sprinkled around the sectional.

Beomgyu scrolls through Netflix’s selection while the others give off random movies they think are good. He doesn’t seem to be listening to them though, a sigh leaves your lips and you shove more ice cream into your mouth.

“You’ll be fine, if you need anything i’ll be right here” Yeonjun murmurs into your ear as he scoots closer to you. Swallowing the ice cream you peak up at him with a shy smile. You know Yeonjun is attractive, anybody with eyes knows he’s attractive. You’re just not attracted to him, Soobin has you wrapped around his pinky and he doesn’t even know.

The alcohol has almost fully worn off as Beomgyu finally decides on a movie, “The Autopsy of Jane Doe”.

It’s been about 30 minutes and you’ve already set down the ice cream on the wooden coffee table in front of you.

“Hehe she has boobs” Kai giggles as the screen pans over to the dead naked woman, you shoot a hand over your mouth in response. Trying to not let out a giant cackle, your laughing is still loud but it can’t be heard because everyone folds over laughing. Kai looks proud of his joke as he looks around giggling.

You can feel the vibrations of Yeonjun’s laugh as you lean on him again, both of his arms lay across the back of the couch as he manspreads. If you were any other girl you knew you’d be drooling, but right now you’re just appreciating your friend in his entirety.

A familiar feeling of being watched settles over you again and soon meet the harsh gaze of Soobin, a devious smirk spreads across your lips as an evil thought comes to mind. You shoot him a wink as you “get comfortable” on Yeonjun, which includes resting your head on his shoulder and wrapping your arms around his torso.

Soobin tears his eyes off of you to focus on the chips he’s scooping into his mouth. The movie might be scary but the only thing on his mind is you and Yeonjun.

////////////

The credits roll and you unhook your arms from around the man, apologizing to him about the nail marks that are no doubt in his skin from you jumping in fear. He dismisses you with a wave and a laugh, kindly taking your discarded ice cream into the kitchen along with the wrappers from his former snacks.

“Well I hate you guys for making me watch that, goodnight”

You say as you push yourself up from the couch and shuffle to the bathroom. Looking yourself over in the mirror felt good, you felt sexy if you were honest. Your hair framed your face nicely and the tired expression on your face caused a slight pout to occur on your lips.

Quickly using the bathroom and washing your hands, you leave it just as fast you came in. You decide to leave the door open to your room, you prefer to be cut off from everybody else since they’re leaving their doors open too. You turn your light on and take in your room once more. The curtains of your bed are sheer without the second layer of curtain on top of it, so after you untie the underside curtains and let them close around the bed, you can still see through it easily. The remote you tossed on your bed earlier lay next to the second pillow, the cover was off white and you hope you don’t smear your make up on it this week.

Sitting under the covers covered by curtains felt so elegant like you were a princess. There’s a creak from the hallway and you take a moment to look, Soobin walks down it. Head tipped back as a hand pushes through the front of his hair, eyes shut. Now THIS is drool worthy, the muscles in his neck stand out and you’d give anything to sink your teeth into them.

Your ogling is cut short when he looks back down as he rounds the corner into his room. Not even sparing you a glance. The lack of attention settles over your heart and pulls a frown from you. Without even thinking you shout, “asshole” before sifting through the curtain to find an opening to switch off your lamp.

////////////////

You have no idea when you fell asleep, but you do remember Soobin’s stupid sex appeal. “Sleeping Beauty’s finally awake”. You hear from the door, Soobin stands there with a smirk on his face like he just said something clever.

A tight lipped smile adorns your face as you reply, “Wow did you come up with that all by yourself?”

His face falters and you shoo him away, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and sitting up.

“Beomgyu” You yell knowing he’ll probably hear you.

“Yea?”

“What are we doing today?”

“Horse backing riding”

Your jaw drops, you’ve never been horse back riding before, what if the horse tramples you??

How do you even dress for horse back riding? You decide on jeans and a graphic t shirt, with the same jacket of course; it’s cold as fuck. You hurry and get dressed because you know Beomgyu will leave your ass behind if you take too long.

Spritzing on some of your favorite perfume, you decide to not wear make up again. You don’t want to be left behind.

“Leaving in 30” The man of the house yells, your hair looks fine but you pat it down anyway.

“Can we eat breakfast first? I’m hungry” You whine as you walk down the hallway. You realized you’ve never actually seen the boys rooms so you decide to peak your head in, “How did you guys already make the room messy? It’s been 2 days”

3 suitcases lay hazardously opened with random items of clothing spilling out of them and onto the floor. The beds are messy and there’s shoes everywhere.

Taehyun walks past you and mutters, “Don’t judge us” Which makes you giggle and roll yours eyes playfully. “So, are we eating or no?” You question again.

“No, we can eat afterwards” Beomgyu says from the bathroom, staring intensely in the mirror as he messes with his hair. A pout settles across your lips and you whine once again, this time going to slip on your shoes.

You still have like 20 more minutes so you scroll on your phone until everyone is ready and getting into the uber.

////////////

“Hello everyone, thank you for choosing us to visit today. At the moment we only have 3 horses so you will have to double up” A plump man says, his beard has speckles of gray and he’s wearing cowboy boots. You’re not judging though.

Everyone has already seemed to partner up when they bring out the horses, one of them is all black and you naturally gravitate towards it. Seems like Soobin has the same idea as he almost bumps into you as you both step towards the animal. Before you can step away though the worker says, “Great, you two will ride Juniper. She’s a gentle giant” The worker, who seems too giddy about forcing partnership on you, says. He shows you the correct way to handle and get on them afterwards.

You don’t say anything as everyone else saddles up, “Alright you get on first” Soobin mumbles as he backs up so you have room. You shyly nod and grab ahold of the saddle hooked up to Juniper and pull yourself over her while swinging your leg to the other side. A sigh leaves you until you almost bite your tongue at the feeling of Soobin getting on behind you. Since it’s only a horse his chest is almost pressed flush against your back.

A feeling of butterflies erupts in your stomach and makes your skin all tingly. His arms reach in front of you to take hold of the lead and you almost clench your thighs before remembering the literal horse you’re on. It can’t get any worse right?

Wrong.

As the horses start up the trail, Soobin breathes into your ear and it has you gripping the saddle harshly. God, why can’t he yank you off this horse and push you up against a tree?? Is that too much to ask for?

His chest feels firm against you and you start to wonder how certain….positions would feel. Like him bending you over and pressing you into your mattress. Shutting your eyes you try and steady your breathing so he doesn’t suspect anything.

It’s so difficult though, your ass is slightly pushed against him and it takes all of your might to not push back.

“You suck at steering horses” Comes from you as you turn a corner and almost end up off the trail and into the heavy foliage surrounding you.

“Yknow, I can think of a few things your mouth would be good at besides talking”

Your heart stops in your chest as you suck in a breath, he doesn’t say anything to you after that and neither do you. You’re not sure if you’re crazy or not, but you swear at some point through the ride he pushed further into you. As well as his breathing that fanned across the spot under your ear, it has your toes curling and it pisses you off. High pitched laughter sounds in front of you, your friends are fucking around, as usual, and Kai almost falls off his animal.

Soobin cackles but it only brings a smile to your face, your underwear at the moment is sticking uncomfortably to you which dampens your mood.

You’re the only quiet one for the entire trail, scared your voice will give you away.

/////////////

You see the ranch come back into view and your shoulders visibly un-tense.

Getting off the horse was like a blessing, but yet a curse. It was nerve wracking having Soobin so close but also so hot. He gets off first and holds a hand out for you to take, there’s a glimmer of mischief in his eyes as you hesitantly take his hand and hop down. He leaves you with a wink and you’re basically running to the parking lot.

“Uber should be here in 4 minutes. We’re going back to the house to make some food because jesus christ, I’d be going broke if we only ate out” Beomgyu says dramatically.

“You’re such a drama queen” Yeonjun nudges him, Beomgyu only offers him a playful glare.

“I can’t believe we got stuck behind Yeonjun and Taehyun, their horse literally kept ripping ass directly in my face” Kai says while making a disgusted face.

A guffaw comes from Taehyun and his knees fold, he’s probably tearing up from laughing by now, he usually is. The friendly atmosphere has your mood lighting up but the uncomfy feeling in your underwear doesn’t go anywhere.

///////////

“Okay we can either have cereal, eggs, bacon, pancakes, or waffles? By a show of hands who wants cereal?”

Soobin raises his hand after a second passes.

“Eggs and bacon?”

Taehyun’s hand shoots up as well as yours.

“Okay, pancakes?”

Beomgyu raises his own hand.

“Waffles?”

Kai, and Yeojun raise their hands.

“Well….looks like we’re making everything” Beomgyu sighs, taking out the ingredients from the fridge and pantry.

The rest go to leave before a sharp, “Nice try, You, come here” He points towards you.

Cooking with Beomgyu was surprisingly easy, he was orderly and didn’t boss you around. Cooking everything took about 30 minutes and you even ran the extra mile by getting out some fruit and cutting it up, putting them in bowls across the table. Beomgyu and you look at the spread you’ve created and fist bumped, because why wouldn’t you?

“Breakfast is ready” He shouts as you take a seat at the end of the table, you hear their feet shuffling against the wood before you see them. Excited looks dotting all of their faces. “Wow, you guys did so good” Kai praises as everyone finds a seat.

“I only put out the orange and apple juice, if you guys want something else it’s probably in the fridge” You announce, taking a little of everything from the plates full of food around you. A forkful of eggs is a centimeter from your face when Soobin decides to speak up.

“Wow, Y/n. I can really tell you made these, they taste bland” He innocently smiles at you, you can tell everyone is holding in their laughs. So you smile back sweetly, “Aw, Soobin, you really know what bland tastes like don’t you? Considering your dating life, or lack of should I say?” Your smile at gets sweeter and you finally put the fork in your mouth. The laughs that were once held in break free and you worry one of them might choke.

“You guys are so cute” Taehyun sighs, playfully. Placing his hand on his heart. A frown settles on your face as you reply, “I’m trying to eat here, Tae”

Soobin narrows his eyes at his plate but continues eating anyway, occasionally taking a sip of his drink.

The spread of food didn’t last very long, you check the time and it’s already 2pm.

“Beomgyu you really need to make a schedule or something. What are we doing next? And please don’t let it be too much walking” You cross your fingers.

“I was thinking Dongmun Market once it gets dark out, but we can also go tomorrow if you don’t wanna”

“No, you guys should go. You guys can go today and then show me around tomorrow. Cuz I need some me time” You suggest.

He nods his head and continues cleaning up.

So you watch TV as everyone scurries around to get ready, you’re excited to stay in to be honest. You’ve been having tons of fun but you need a little break to recharge. An episode of The Amazing World of Gumball plays and you are invested.

“Why aren’t you getting ready?” A voice comes from besides you, it surprisingly belongs to Soobin and he doesn’t have a grimace as he talks to you.

“I’m not feeling up to it, i’ll go tomorrow” You explain. His eyebrows shoot up then furrow, “Are you sure? That’s not very safe, what if you get kidnapped or robbed?” He looks dead serious and it makes you chuckle.

“I’ll be okay, don’t worry”

His eyebrows remain furrowed and he shakes his head walking away. Well that was something.

///////////

Almost 2 hours have passed of you watching this show, you didn’t even notice it was dark until Yeonjun, Kai, Taehyun, and Beomgyu line up at the door getting their shoes on.

“Are you guys leaving already?”

“Yea, we’ll be back in a few hours. Take care of Soobin” Yeonjun teases as they all exit the door and lock it behind them.

Take care of Soobin?

Almost like he can read your mind, Soobin wanders down the hallway and into the living room in his t shirt and pj pants.

“Why didn’t you leave with them?”

“If you get kidnapped that’s going to be on my conscious for life, i’ll be okay staying here” He says as he enters the kitchen, you can hear plastic moving and the shutting of doors before he comes back out.

“Wanna order some food?” He asks, sipping from. bottle of grape juice.

“Beomgyu said we should cut down on eating out” You say matter-of-factly.

“Yes he did, but i’ll pay and technically it wouldn’t be eating out if we have it delivered”.

You playfully put a finger on your chin, tapping it quizzically while a look of thought appears on your face.

“Sure, but i’ll pay you back. What do you want?”

“Pho sounds so good, what do you think?” He asks while pressing on the vietnamese restaurant on the app.

“I’m down for Pho, gimme your phone” You lean over and tap the order you want, soon pulling back to sit in your spot again.

“Great, it’ll be here in 30” He let’s you know after putting in his order and checking out.

“Thank you”

/////////////

The doorbell rings and you have to say this was the quietest 30 minutes you’ve ever spent with him recently. Neither of you bickered AT ALL.

Eating pho was like eating pure happiness, you totally forgot where you were until you were done with it. You both sit back, hands on your stomachs as you digest the noodles and meat when your phone dings.

The screen was unbelievably bright as you bring it up to your face, faintly seeing the name ‘Yeonjun’ through your squinted eyes. The pain dials down and you click on the notification.

I can’t wait for you to go here with us, it’s not the same without you.

You giggle as you read it, Yeonjun always had a knack for making you feel included. He sends another one.

miss you 💔

A quieter laugh leaves you and this time it draws the attention of the man sitting on the other side of the couch. He eyes you suspiciously. “Who’re you texting?” He asks, trying not to sound obvious.

“Oh, uh, Yeonjun” You answer absentmindedly, tapping at your phone again in what he assumes is you texting him back. The giggling doesn’t end and he tries to not let it get to him, but he can’t help it.

“You guys are so annoying”

This time your eyes leave the screen, eyeing him incredulously. “What?”

“You heard me, you guys are annoying”

“What’s your problem? You’ve been an asshole the entire trip” Your phone lays forgotten on the cushion next to you as you turn your body towards him.

“You’re my problem, you’ve been so obvious about trying to fuck Yeonjun. It’s getting old”

You gasp at him, when did you EVER try and fuck Yeonjun? Soobin knows this isn’t gonna end well and tries to get up and retreat, but is stopped with a fierce grip on his forearm.

“Seriously what the fuck is wrong with you? I have not been trying to fuck Yeonjun”

He only watches you tell him off with an emotion you can’t describe, he looks angry but also like he’s biting his tongue.

“So, how about you put on your big boy pants and stop being such a fucking ba-“ Your sentence is cut off with a firm grip to your cheeks, the hold has your lips puckered as he brings you closer.

“You have been such a brat recently, you know that? Now I want you to apologize for your behavior”He spits as he let’s go of your mouth and you can only stare with your eyebrows furrowed. Your gaze is challenging and it only spurs him on more.

“Make me” Before you can even think, his lips are on yours, harshly might I add. His hand digs into the nape of your neck to bring you closer. You’re shocked but kiss back, you’ve always wanted to kiss him. Even if he was an asshole. He pulls back an inch to threateningly whisper, “I’m going to give you one last chance, apologize” His jaw is clenched and you almost want to give in. Almost.

“Make. Me”

You expect another kiss, not the pleasure-ful stinging of your hair being yanked. He takes ahold of the strands at the back of your head and forces you on your knees. You look back up at him in shock and slight fright, which only makes him harden more in his pajama pants.

The outline of his cock is right infront of your face and you wonder if you’re dreaming, but the delicious sting of your hair between his fingers tells you otherwise. “Brats like you always look so good on their knees” He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth as his grip on you gets tighter. Before you can protest he harshly pushes your cheek onto the outline of his cock.

“S-soobin..” You whine, finding his eyes through your lashes.

“I told you I knew a few things your mouth would be good at besides talking. Now-“ He emphasizes by tipping your head back slightly to get a good look at you. “You’re gonna be a good girl for me and suck me off, right?”

Your lips only quiver in response, “Well?” He asks, smirking at the look on your face. “i’ll be good” You say in a small voice, avoiding eye contact. The feel of him pressed against your cheek has you clenching around nothing.

His smile is patronizing, “Good, let me help you…” He trails off as he pulls you from of him, lowering his pajama pants and briefs. The view of him fisting himself directly in front of your face leaves you, shamefully, needy.

His tip is leaking and he thinks of a great idea, without a second thought he grips the back of your hair again to bring you closer. He first traces your lips with his tip, the liquid almost like a lipgloss. It’s a sinful sight and it makes him throb.

You whine as he moves to your cheek, the first gentle slap of his cock has humiliation coursing through you. It brings more warmth to your face and you once again avoid his eye contact.

“Look at that, don’t tell me you’re shy now. What happened, baby?” He condescendingly coos at you. His gravelly voice has you gripping the clothing covering your thighs.

“Please let me suck you off, Soobin” You might be humiliated but it’s oh so hot, it’s a kind of feeling that has you wanting more. He doesn’t say anything as he slyly smirks at you, “Open your mouth for me”

You take a breath and open your mouth experimentally. Instead of telling you to open more he grips your chin with his forefingers and presses down on your tongue with his thumb-successfully opening your mouth more. He groans out appreciatively at the sight. You look so pretty for him, on your knees, eyes wide and teary, mouth open and waiting.

If he wasn’t almost busting just from the sight of you he’d probably tease you for longer, but he can feel himself throb in his hand and your mouth looks incredibly inviting. The hand at the back of your head gently pushes you closer until you close your mouth around his glistening tip. His composure slips for a second at the way your tongue presses against his slit, he hisses at the pressure and stops himself from thrusting further into your mouth.

You’re guided down his length and opt for breathing through your nose. Your mouth is warm and wet and he can only imagine how good your cunt would feel wrapped around him.

“Doing so good for me, baby” He breathily praises. You test the waters and start moving down by yourself until you’re stationed at his base, nose pressed against his pubic bone. You just know you’re soaking right now. He mumbles a, “That’s it” As you pull back and go back down, your skillful appendage tongues the underside of him before you decide to hollow your cheeks.

He lets out a deep groan and can feel his restraint slipping more and more and can only watch it happen. “Baby, can I fuck your mouth?” His question is erotic and has you eagerly nodding your head. “Good girl” he praises before his other hand meets the back of your head as well. His thrusts start off soft and you try your hardest to concentrate on your breathing as to not gag.

It was in vain. His thrusts pick up speed and the feeling of him at the back of your throat causes you to gag a few times, your mouth is full of spit with nowhere to go but out. It slowly starts to drip down your lips, and then your chin. Your eyes tear up more at the gagging and now you’re full on crying because of it. And because of your tears, your nose starts to run. It feels dirty and it only eggs on your arousal.

Right now Soobin’s head is thrown back, noises of appreciation tumbling out of his mouth as he tries to hold back his impending orgasm, but all the spit in your mouth is creating a delicious feeling and the second he looks back down at you it’s over for him. You look like a whore and it’s only for him, not for Kai, not for Taehyun, not for Beomgyu, and NOT for Yeonjun. It’s for him.

“Gonna cum, baby. Right down your throat and you’re gonna swallow all of it. Got it?” He lets out between his clenched teeth.

You can only groggily moan and the vibrations tip him over the edge. His pace stutters before he holds you down at his base. The feeling of his cum painting your throat and some of your tongue is almost like a reward. He eventually pulls out his softening cock and looks at you with expectancy. So you swallow it and stick out your tongue to show him your obedience.

His hands drop from your hair, one goes to your cheek to sweetly thumb away the tears while he tucks himself back in his briefs and pulls up his pants. He kneels so he’s level with you, “Did so good for me baby, knew you would” He says before kissing you again, it’s slippery but so addicting. With a hand he helps you up, motioning you to follow him; presumably to your bedroom.

You were right as you approached the door at the end of the hallway. He opened it and motioned you inside, giving a gentle shove to your chest so you landed on your bed. He straddles you, both of your legs in between his. His right hand lands right beside you while his left holds your waist as he leans down.

“You did so good for me, you get a choice. You can get my fingers, my tongue, or my cock” He watches your expression closely, you bite your lip in arousal and thought.

“Please fuck me, Soobin. Need to feel you, need it so bad, please” Your heavy breathing makes your begging so much hotter and he couldn’t possibly deny you.

Before anything, he helps you change positions and move up to the pillows so you’re on the bed correctly. “Let’s get these clothes off of you shall we?”

He brings his lips down to yours and licks your bottom one, tongues meeting for the first time. It causes him to groan and grip your tongue with his teeth, soon sucking on it before pulling away. He leaves another short, but hot, kiss then pulls back completely.

His nails skim your torso as he lifts the shirt over your head and it causes goosebumps to blossom. The bra you’re wearing pushes your cleavage up and it called to Soobin, he wanted to cover you in his love bites. Have everyone know who you belong to. But that could wait, he needed to feel you.

He unclasps your bra and kisses a trail between your breasts down to your waistband, all while his skillful fingers tease your nipples. His hands feel amazing on you and you curse yourself for not doing this sooner.

Sadly he has to retract his hands to push down your pants. He gazes at your panties and licks his lips, his thumb meets your clothed clit and you sharply inhale. The sound goes straight to his growing erection, he continues his movements while you subtly grind into him.

Whining at the loss of contact as he removes his thumb to slip your underwear down your legs. You’re fully naked under him and it makes him grow even stiffer in his briefs. He yanks his shirt over his head and you ogle him, his toned stomach on display along with the very same neck muscles you were swooning over from before.

He gets his pants and briefs down quickly and settles in between your legs, throwing them over his shoulders to make it easier.

“Ready for me, baby?” He hotly question, pressing erotically into your core. You clench as his tip hits your clit and you frantically nod, “Need it so bad, Soobin”.

The initial stretch stung, it was uncomfortable until he bottomed out. The stretch turned into pleasure-filled pain and you whine at it. He slowly gets to moving and it’s addicting, the feel of him so close to you and in such intimate places has your head reeling.

Opening your eyes-that you don’t remember closing-you stare at him while he concentrates on the feeling if you wrapped so nicely around him. His hair is beginning to stick to his forehead and his lips are swollen, there’s a euphoric look on his face and it has you clenching around him. He groans at the tight squeeze and moves your legs to his hands-pushing them against your chest.

“Soobin-fuck-you’re so deep” You mumble out, panting. He smirks at you and rolls his hips. “My girl is so so good for me, letting me fuck this perfect fucking cunt”.

His sinful words bring you closer and you know you don’t have long.

“Guys, we’re home!!” You hear from the front door, along with footsteps and mumbling. You and Soobin stare at each other, your eyes are wide and fear fills you. He smirks as he leans over to untie the curtains on your bed.

“Answer them” He mumbles into your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses.

“What? Soobin, I can’t do that” You point out in awe. His expression doesn’t change.

“Do. It”

You eye him anxiously and sigh.

“Welcome home” You manage to get out.

“Where are you guys?”

You curse Beomgyu for being so social, “I-“ You’re cut off by a thrust, albeit, a slow thrust, but still a thrust. He works himself into you and still expects you to answer. The way he looks at you tells you to not question him, “I’m getting ready for bed. I’m not sure where Soobin is”

Your voice is beginning to become breathy again, you wish you could tell him off but the way he rolls into you and presses into your clit has the complaints dying in your throat. He whispers into your ear, “Being such a good whore for me, taking my cock so well while you talk to our friends”

“We have dinner by the way” A moan is at the tip of your tongue and you suck in a deep breath before speaking, “I’ll be out soon”

The look Soobin is giving you would normally piss you off but it only feeds in to your current fucked out state. He looks smug but so attractive.

The thumb on your clit rubs faster and in sync with his thrusts, in a hushed voice you warn him, “So close Soobin”. He nods at you and leans down to invite a nipple into his mouth, it’s all too much and the fire in your torso becomes hotter and hotter.

Biting your lip harshly, you feel him twitch in you. The action sets you off and you clench around him. He really doesnt feel like being teased for having sex with you so he leaves your nipple with a wet pop and kisses you. Swallowing the moans he knew were going to spill.

The feeling of coming around him has your senses overwhelmed and tears running down your face. He fucks you through it the quietest he can and feels his own orgasm close in. The fucked out look on your face matched with knowing all the guys are here and the door to your room isn’t even closed has him stuttering into you.

The thing that has him coming undone is your begging, “Want you to come in me so bad, please. Give it to me, Soobin” It’s almost silent but has him thrusting deeply inside of you, stilling, and digging his nails into your waist. The slight feeling of him coming inside of you is new but very welcomed. His eyes are clamped shut and his are eyebrows are furrowed, he looks so good you wish you could take a picture.

He waits a second to catch his breath and smiles at you before he pulls out and hurriedly picks up your clothes off the floor without being seen by the others, he throws them to you and dresses himself. Before he leaves your room he stretches a bit and hypes himself up. He steps into the hallway and pretends like he didn’t just dick you down.

“Soobin, there you are. Where’d you go?” Yeonjun says, patting him on the shoulder.

“I was taking a nap, sorry” He replies nonchalantly.

“Well, eat up we brought ramen” Kai yells from the dining table.

——————————————————————————

tag list: @loverhyunn @tyunslut @soobmin @kyrkitten @rencarnationofangel

if i forgot you in the tag list or you want to be added please let me know either by sending an ask or messaging me<3

#soobin smut #soobin x reader #soobin x you #txt smut #txt x reader #soobin hard hours #txt hard hours #txt x you #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop x you #kpop fanfic #soobin fanfic

[givemequeen]

door-slamming: john x reader

request: hi!! i was thinking maybe u could do a john smut where hes been holding in alot of frustration and he takes it out on the reader? not like- in an abusive way lol like sexually?  umm can I please uh request a John and reader smut? Just filth where the reader is really submissive and they like fuck over a desk or she’s on the kitchen counter and it’s rough but v hot?? a/n: i loved this request!! thank you :)) honestly each time i write i have to hold back and not make it too hard oops. pairing: john x reader summary: the tensions between The Beatles has become too much for John. warning: hard smut (hopefully u think its hard), ass smacking, dirty talk. year: late 60s. word count: 992 (similar to the last one oops)

John was doing a lot of door-slamming recently. He would come home from the studio fuming and would slam the door. You didn’t like it but you understood, things weren’t the best with the band. He would then either lock himself in the room until dinner time or seek you out - either for comfort or to rant.

Tonight was no different. He was later than usual but the slamming was the same. You swore it shook the whole house. You peeked into the entrance, determined to have a conversation with him and avoid a night which would result in him locking himself in the room and you alone.

“Johnny.” you said as he tore off his shoes.

“What?” he snapped.

“No need to take that tone with me.” you leaned against the wall and crossed your arms across your chest.

“Go to the room. I’ll be in two minutes, you better be ready to fuck.” he growled without even looking at you.

You pushed off the wall and stared at him, unsure as to what to do. You knew furious John fucked better than anyone but a conversation might be the healthier option...

Fuck healthy, you wanted to get fucked.

Wordlessly, you rushed up the stairs and quickly went to the bathroom to get ready. You then undressed, leaving your clothes in a pile by the door and laid on the bed, trying to get comfortable but somehow remain sexy.

Exactly two minutes later the door to your bedroom flew open and John barged in. He had undone his button up shirt and was throwing it on the floor. He undid his belt and looped it around his hand. The button of his jeans was undone which gave you a peak of what his happy trail led to.

“Turn around.” he said, his eyes were burning with desire.

You obeyed and laid on your stomach, your ass in the air. He stepped towards you, his hand feeling the smooth of your ass, and his belt smacked against you - hard. You whimpered and clenched your thighs, already feeling that primal urge.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re not going to be able to walk. You will have to stay in bed all day like the useless slut you are... I’ll fuck you all day too until you are so sore you will beg me to stop...” he smacked you again. “Until you can no longer take my cock.” you moaned, eager to feel him in you.

You heard as he spat in his hand and let out a sigh as he slipped a finger into you. The soft sigh quickly turned a gasp as he shoved two more fingers into you, not bothering to escalate slowly and directly jumping to three fingers. You closed your thighs and he smacked you with the belt. This time it was much harder, the noise filled the room.

“Fuck!” you groaned.

“Shut the fuck up, whore. Who let you talk? Did I fucking give you permission?” you remained silent but he smacked you again. “Did I fucking give you permission?!” you shook your head. His voice was loud and commanding.

“That’s what I thought.” he had lowered himself, you felt his breath fan out against your ass, the air making your ass sting. You were sure that tomorrow you would find belt-shaped marks.

“I’ve been around fucking morons all day, thinking about fucking you. It was unbearable. I don’t know what was worse, Paul’s whinny voice or my boner.” you bit your lip, his fingers were curling inside you.

His thumb went to your clit and he began to pleasure you there too. You spread your legs, eager to feel him everywhere, and grabbed the sheets. 

“I want to hear you moan my name.” he said as he planted a kiss on your ass. “Now.” 

You obeyed and opened your mouth. Your moans poured out like water shooting out of a dam. You moaned his name and yelled as his belt came down against your ass again. His fingers slipped out of you and you begged him to put them back where they belonged but John ignored you. You heard the ruffle of clothes as he threw his pants and underwear across the room and yelled again as he slammed into you without warning.

His thrusts and hard from the get go, giving you no time to adjust. He grabbed your hair and yanked it back, pulling you against him. He attacked your neck, biting and sucking, and grabbed your breasts, squeezing and pinching your nipples.

You turned your head to kiss him but he pushed you down. He slammed into you, making you yell out in a mix of pain and pleasure, and smacked your ass with his hand. He pressed your head further into the mattress as his cock reached deeper into you. Tears were beginning to roll down your cheeks. 

In one quick movement he slid out of you and spun you around. Your eyes fell on his face and you nearly came right there. His hair was messy and his were sharp. He tugged you down and slammed back into you. His hand slid up your stomach and chest and rested around your throat. 

Your legs were spread wide open and you had a direct view of his cock sliding in and out of you. You moaned and John tightened his grip around your throat. He was close, you could tell by his movements.

His fingers went between you legs and he began rapidly playing with your clit. You moaned his name making him cum. He pressed into you, as deep as he could go, and dragged you into an orgasm with him. He rode you out, pushing his cum further into you, before collapsing on top of you in a sweaty mess, his cock still deep inside you.

Your thighs ached but you ached for more of him.

#john lennon #john lennon smut #john lennon fanfic #john lennon x reader #john lennon x reader smut #john lennon x reader fanfic #the beatles #the beatles smut #the beatles fanfic #the beatles x reader #the beatles x reader smut #the beatles x reader fanfic

[darkstar225]

Twice’s 10th member has a solo debut

A/N: I actually got another ask on Tumblr, yaaaaay! :)

The request: Can you do something like the 10th member getting a solo and twice's reaction to her being all grown up? I imagine they'd be the type to be so motherly and shocked to see a different side of her.😂 but at the end of the day she's still their lil baby!

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3 

__________________________________________________________

It's been a long time since TWICE debuted and they couldn't be happier, after many requests their dear maknae got a chance to become a soloist. What they never expected was that she would be doing such a different concept from the one the group had. 

As Y/N walked past the trainees, she finally understood how her unnies felt when they knew they'd perform alone. It was a mix of emotions she couldn't grasp how to deal with, after running along the corridors she finally found the waiting room where the staff and managers were all at. 

Y/N: I'm sorry, I got lost *bowing*

Manager oppa: Hahahah, it's okay kid. Did you forget the way here?

Y/N: Yes... Jihyo unnie always guides me here and Sana unnie is always holding my hand so *shrugs*

Manager oppa: At least you got here safe and sound!

Y/N: Thank you for waiting and my apologies again. *bowing*

Meanwhile... her sisters were at the dorm preparing for the surprise they didn't tell their youngest. Even if they had a whole day of schedules they'd cancel it to support their maknae altogether. Also, they're incredibly curious about the title of the album, regardless of the days they spend begging for a sneak peek, Y/N stood her ground and denied showing anything till the day she'd be debuting, which is today!

Sana: I can't wait to see what our baby is gonna sing!!

Nayeon: She's amazing, look at this young pic of her. I can't believe she grew up so much!

Jihyo: She will always be our maknae, even when she's 60.

Jeongyeon: That's true, I can only imagine how much more endearing she can get!

Mina: Let's hurry, Manager oppa already send the signal (찌릿 찌릿 찌릿 찌릿)

Dahyun: It's not gonna be long till she gets on stage, we need to get there asap

Tzuyu: It's not her wedding unnies, we must leave now

Momo: Fineee, come on girls!

Chaeyoung: Finally!

Momo: I heard that -_-

Jihyo: Me too, Son Chaeyoung.

Chaeyoung: Sorry unnie.

Jihyo: That's more like it...

After some -years- minutes, they're finally heading to the venue. The traffic was horrible but they got there on time (How? I guess we'll never know)

Sprinting through the halls they noticed their maknae a mile away, she was already on stage getting ready to record, not a single thought on her mind besides "You can do it, if the unnies did it, you can too" and because of that she failed to take note of her unnies eyeing her outfit and the concept of the stage (let's imagine she's the singer of Gotta Go by Chungha) and talking quietly with each other.

Mina: I mean- look at the aesthetic, it seems like she's gonna do something less cute than our songs.

Chaeyoung: Yeahhh, she's gonna rock the stage anyway ✨

Nayeon: There wasn't another option hon, she's our child.

At this moment, Y/N starts walking around the stage to check all aspects of the performance before she begins. Her members can see the change in her eyes and the confidence she carries. Her outfit is way more revealing than anything they've ever seen her use and the most surprising is how different she looks with makeup on, normally she goes for a natural look so spotting something like that makes them realize how grown up their maknae is, even if they refuse to believe it every single day. Sana: Wow, look! It's like a catwalk!

Momo: Ngl, she's looking hot.

Jihyo: HEY. I wanna oppose 'cause it's my kid we're talking about but yeah... I agree.

The youngest goes to her place and starts singing like there's no tomorrow, her members can only stare without saying a word, baffled doesn't even cover how they feel. When it gets to the chorus, her dance makes Momo think back to all the personal classes she gave the maknae when they were only a year after debuting. Jihyo starts to reflect on how much the girl has grown, from a child that followed her around to the woman that's on the stage belting and grooving to the rhythm of the song they could never see their kid doing. With tears in her eyes, Nayeon just seems to be perplexed by the changes between on-stage and off-stage Y/N, the innocent doe eyes she does when she wants some candy, the stumps when she gets frustrated about something she didn't get, the completely full of blush face she gets when her unnies annoy and fool around with her and everything else, disappeared, and TWICE didn't see it coming, they knew Y/N had already ended her teenage years however, seeing up close how adult, like she's by herself, is a shock.

Chaeyoung: Bro... Are you seeing what I'm seeing?

Dahyun: Yeah bro, she doesn't even seem like our maknae.

Sana: Where did my baby go??

Mina: Our honey seems so professional up there, I can't even explain how proud I feel.

Jeongyeon: Who let her do that? JYP didn't give us a warning!

Jihyo: A warning would be good... 

Chaeyoung: Hell yeah.

Nayeon: Language.

Dahyun: Did you actually say that? I'm the only one who heard it??

Tzuyu: I did too, made her more of a grandma than we thought. 

Nayeon: WHAT?

Sana: Shhhh, we're trying to listen to our baby singing. 

Momo: Yeah grandma, let us appreciate our maknae.

Nayeon: Fine. I'm gonna let it slide just for our maknae. 

When Y/N did some waves they couldn't help but want to close their eyes and think "This is a child, our child" but at the end of the day they understood how they should never judge the youngest for her solo, she wasn't that kid that entered the group and made their hearts melt from how much of a child she was, playing with her dolls from time to time, wanting to go to the park with her sisters, dancing to stupid songs just because. She still made them swoon in a blink of an eye but she grew up and they had to recognize that they did help on providing to create an incredible human being, their Y/N, their inspiration to be better every day.

After her stage, Y/N brighten up immediately when she saw her unnies. Running like the kid they remember each second they breathe, and that's when they started thinking the same thing: 

We love our dear maknae.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

#twice fluff #twice imagines #twice scenarios #twice #twice x reader #twice 10th member #twice added member #twice x y/n #kpop imagines #kpop gg #nayeon #nayeon x reader #jeongyeon #jeongyeon x reader #momo #momo x reader #sana #sana x reader #jihyo #jihyo x reader #mina #mina x reader #dahyun #dahyun x reader #chaeyoung #chaeyoung x reader #tzuyu #tzuyu x reader

[whorrorbellee]

THE THIRTEENTH STEP

(sponsor!dark!Eddie Munson x recovering!reader)

Oh how I've created the most deliciously terrible pairing, so many warnings and red flags.

if you are under the age of 18 I will make out with you dad >:0 don't make me do that

Eddie Munson is 5 years sober and horribly famous, reader is 60 days sober and has never heard of the bands he's in :) 29 year old Eddie , 21 yr old reader. Fem reader. ALSO STEVE THE ARMY GUY is not STEVE HARRINGTON

Warnings: drug use, addiction, drug addiction, alcoholics, sex addicts, sexual assault(not eddie),power play, the act of thirteenth stepping( becoming involved with newly recovering addict),abuse, victimisation, reader hates herself, reader is suicidal,Gaslighting and manipulation

Masterlist

It's 1994 and you stop smoking, you chew gum instead, sipping dark roast coffees when you crave them.You stop drinking too, stop doing drugs, you're totally clean now and you get tattoos, thousands of them (well you have maybe more than 20) you've been clean for less than 60 days.

Your parents are so proud of you, and you've broken up with ‘him’? So you've got everything ahead of you and nothing to lose. You're living with your parents, back at home, you don't hear the drunks outside,they don't knock on your door and beg. The mail comes and it is never bad news. You thank your rich mum and dad. You pray every night that they are telling the truth when they say how far you've come, but deep down you know they aren't, back at home already and your degree hasn't even finished yet.

You're a failure.

They've spent so much money on you, you want to pay it all back, hospital bills, expensive rehabilitation, one of the new ones, with green tea and yoga and celebrities who have phones you put in your pocket, the one your dad has for work.

You have crystal healing therapy and draw your feelings in big white open rooms with hundreds of plants, and half the time you think to yourself.

‘i'd rather he hit and shout at me all over again before Rachel stands up and hums incredibly loudly at the back of my head for another session of reiki healing, in fact i'd rather be back to lying on the streets overdosing if she prescribes a fucking hug. Id rather have a fucking! stomach pump if she tells me i'm worth it! One more fucking time.``

But you're out now, stuck in the New York suburbs with assholes who take prescription drugs and drink green smoothies and walk tiny dogs and listen to music that makes you want to cut your ears off and shove them down someone's throat.

Your parents buy you a car to get to the NA meetings. It's thirty minutes away. In a church.

You remember going there on Sundays with your family, fresh faced in babydoll dresses and tiny little white socks, with your pink pocket bible and you'd get pancakes with sweet syrup and fresh fruit and your nan would scoop up all the foam on her coffee and let you taste it when your mum turned a blind eye, bitter and milky.

But this is different, you've done this all by yourself.

’Step 1: Admit your life has become unmanageable’

Okay, so it's your first college party right? And you're freshly 18. You've never drunk (the sip of your dads beer doesn’t count) and you're dressed well; slutty. Your roommates pulled something out that's low cut? You're a hundred percent sure it's a nightgown at this point. And you've got boots and a brown matte lip and you look at yourself in the mirror and think.

‘Is this what it's like to be popular?”

So anyway, you show up to this party right, you-look-so-fucking-hot. And you meet this guy, well you meet “him”, He's cute, a little flirty. He makes you smile and he smokes weed. And remember you've never drunk or done any drugs, but you really like him and any common sense gets thrown out of your pretty little head, so you do a shot and smoke.

You end up in his bed that night, he's pressed against you whispering poetry into your ear, you swallow air and cry and you've never been deeply religious because you did give that boy a hand-job in the church graveyard when you were fourteen, so it's not like you're totally a prude or anything because your roommate's dress hangs around your waist as you lose your virginity to him, and all you ask is,

“Is this what heaven feels like?”

You're light and airy.

You wake up in the morning and leave and you start going out every night trying to catch him at the bar that doesn’t ID, you see him with other girls-he leaves with other girls, hunched over in the back alley. Sometimes it's you, in his car, in the bar toilets, in his house, you don't leave for days, your mind is constantly foggy and he is on the phone to his friend talking about drugging the same girl over and over, but you want it so badly so it can't be you, right?

So you start buying off him and suddenly all of your trust fund is gone and your owing him favours, your on his bedroom floor high as a fucking kite you see color's and your pretty sure your on acid, you don't actually know? But it doesn't matter at this point because you’ve convinced yourself he's in love with you.

You've missed all your classes this week because you're too busy getting pounded by the guy that gives you drugs for free and then he stops whispering poetry into your ear and you are actually like together, because you got kicked out of your apartment and you live with him now.

There's no point going anywhere, your mind is foggy, you've lost so much weight and you don't actually know what's going on at this point, he tells you what you need, his friends come and go, he must have hundreds of them because they all look different.

He gets violent, but it's during sex first, he slaps your face and apologises because he's ‘just trying to keep you awake’ he swears. He buys you flowers the next day, and chokes you that evening, it becomes a vicious new cycle.

“Here I bought you chocolate” is cheap shit, but he carves his initials into your skin that night because "you fucking belong to him”

Then he tells you to sleep with his friends and you do. He laughs and calls you a slut and kicks you. “Anything for fucking drugs this girl”

His friends snicker and you sleep with them, the list of sins gets longer. Then one night after a year when your parents get redirected to the place you've been staying because this Christmas you haven't called to say you're coming back and also that expensive ivy league school just sent the third check back as you had dropped out.

They find you outside on a road away from his place, red foam out your mouth, eyes rolled back and bruised all over, your naked and your hair is knotted at the back, so you're rushed to hospital, you never tell them what happened, so they don't ask, no police report is filed, he gets away with what he's done.

What a Christmas gift you think, your mother says its a Christmas miracle and tells all her friends that you've basically been reborn. Your dad is distant like always, and you drink cranberry juice instead of wine at Christmas dinner, everyone pretends that everything is fine.

You think you were set up to fail from the start.

And yeah, you could say your life has gotten pretty unmanageable.

The doctor says you're lucky your parents found you, you had your stomach pumped in the ambulance, but you don't remember much.

Just pain, and a pure black sky.

And you start to miss him, it's been two weeks and he hasn't tried to contact you to apologies like he usually does and you think of the first night you met and how it felt like heaven, and how you couldn't move and speak and it was like you were trapped in your own head and how it didn't feel at all that nice, and how he was whispering ‘it's going to be alright, im just taking care of you’

And you're heartbroken all over again, but you're not allowed to drink so you wallow in your sadness sober, which is actually ridiculously boring and because you're sober you can't make drunk mistakes like kissing random old men or spending hundreds of dollars on a stupid bag, because drunk you would take a knife and stab him right in his heart so he knew how it felt.

You start to wish you died that night, because tattoos are fucking expensive and also you cant get yourself to cover his mark because that would mean someone else would see it there and everything would be true.

So you sit at home and think and cry and cry some more, and then you pack for rehab.

But rehabs over now, and AA, NA, SAA (because sleeping around for drugs is actually considered a sex addiction? And not prostitution? yeah right!), that's your life now, you're fully booked and sober.

It's five pm. You're driving an old Honda accord in silver because your dad thinks if you get drunk and crash the car it won't be a loss of money, have a little faith, your mum hands you three dollars to buy a coffee because apparently coffee is incredibly expensive now.

You pull over and buy a pack of cigarettes, you lean against your car, you breathe in the bitter death and think.

“Is it a sin to smoke next to a church?”

It can't be right?

You check your watch, five twenty five.

A black Chevy truck pulls up to your left, it actually looks ridiculous, its custom so whoever owns it is either extremely rich or stupid and poor.

Metallica blasts through the speakers, it's so loud you can't hear yourself think. The car door slams as you inhale the last of your cigarette. You look up for half a second, but you find yourself gazing at him for a second too long.

He looks back, he nods and smiles at you.

You scoff, stamping out your cigarette.

He follows you into the church.

———————

Eddie's famous, stupidly famous. Old men know who he is famous, and hot women.

Eddie is famous as fuck and rich and an addict.

You know how it starts, smoke a bit of weed in high school, drink a couple of beers. One minute you're trying cocaine for the first time and the next your manager is hand cuffing you to your bed-frame because you have a tendency to get drunk and fuck and destroy the hotel room.

So yeah maybe Eddie spiralled out of control on tour and passed out on stage and then decided to get in the passenger seat with his friend, and take control of the steering wheel, and well you probably know the rest right? you've heard it all before, you've seen it in the papers.

"RICH WHITE ROCKSTAR GETS FUCKING DRUNK AND KILLS LIKE A MILLION PEOPLE!!!!!"

Okay so not exactly that.

On parole for a year, Licence revoked for two. Three years in and he starts making music again, four years sober and all he has is an extreme nicotine addiction, an over customised truck, and bandmates who hate him. But that's rock and roll baby, all the stars nearly kill their friends.

Eddie goes to NA and AA meetings every week, technically he's forced too but he likes listening to rich white mens sob stories, how they were bankers by day and coke addicts by night, because it's so tragic how they cheated on their wives with strippers, boo hoo! Eddie likes to play a game for sympathy, someone tells their sob story about losing a dog because they were drunk and Eddie talks about how his friend was in a coma for half a year.

And so Eddies pulls into the church hall parking lot, and he notices the young lil thing leaning against her car inhaling a cigarette like it's her job, and she dressed somewhat weirdly. In Fact she looks so out of place, she's wearing beige but not in a cool 90s grunge way. More in the way that her mum dressed her this morning, her mum being rich and suburban, married her husband for money.

He switches the truck off, and metallica fades out immediately. He steps out the truck, the car door slams, he stretches, his chest aimed for the sky and he looks at her. He nods and sends her a cheeky smile.

He waits for her reaction but she stares and scoffs , stamping out her cigarette, her eyes roll and she pulls the sleeves of her overly expensive knit jumper down.In the colour of beige, but the store probably calls it caramel coffee creamer or gingerbread cookie fall and even worse cinnamon roll icing, coconut shredded chocolate. Or if it's even higher end, sand one. He follows behind her. Noticing her stained black converse, bloodied, scuffed.

Her mum had definitely dressed her.

———————

The church hall is cold, it always has been.

There's a circle of chairs in the middle of the room, and a table with coffee cups and cheap plastic wrapped muffins, there's four men in suits in the room they’re sweating and you make eye contact with what you think is your mom's friend, she looks away quickly, and then there's the weird army guy with a sign in sheet that your pretty sure came to your high school to warn you about the dangers of drugs and alcohol.

You tell him your name and curl up on a plastic seat with a cold cup of coffee. You sip carefully, staring ahead as the curly headed freak pulls up a chair to your right.

“Nice sweater”

You raise an eyebrow and look him up and down, he's wearing a black fitted shirt and blue jeans covered in tattoos.

“It's my mums” you stare at him in the eye, “can you tell?”

“Where are your clothes then?”he points to your chest and meets your eyes.

“I don't know, probably in a skip somewhere rotting, like everything else”

He grins, “You're so cynical” he looks over to the woman next to him “How are you doing today Joan? How are the kids?”

Joans face flushes, and stares at your face,” Oh Eddie, i'm doing fine thank you, Heathers graduating college soon, only a couple of months”

“They grow up so fast, huh”

There's a moment of silence, Eddie leans back in his chair smiling, the business men talk about stocks or money or whatever they actually do, and the big army guy sits down in a chair, his legs spread, muscles bulging.

“Hello, I'm Steve and i'm an alcoholic!"

“Hi Steve” we chant back.

“It's been about seventeen years now, since i had a sip of beer, and i've been thinking, seventeen years, that's nearly a high school graduate, my soberness could drive, next year it could join the army, and every day i think to myself what is this for? myself ? My wife? My kids? “ he sighs

“No, being sober is for myself, i've owned up to my actions, i've accepted god into my life, i've made amends, and now? I go for dinner with my wife and while she has wine I have soda, my kids party and I can pick them up safely, and help them, but I'm happy to help.”

Steve goes on for what seems like hours, but you keep your eye on the clock and only minutes pass, you don't actually know what he's trying to say but you nod along anyway.

“We have a newcomer today, you've probably noticed her. So be nice, why don't you introduce yourself darling?”

You say your name, and they chant it back at you, they wait for you to speak.

“I got out of rehab like a-week ago, and all I could think while being there while they braided my hair and made me pick weeds out of bushes is how I would've rather died from my overdose than be there.” you pause, and the room fills with a flood of sympathy, it's thick in the air, there's a shuffling of feet.

“And like, everyones been telling me to own up to my actions, like it was my fault? Like I went to college and then decided to get hooked on drugs?” you smile but your eyes don't.

There's a scoff on your right, you look at him.

“oh sorry did you want to say something?”

“Look sweetheart, we’re all here for a reason, part of recovery is owning up to your actions” Eddie smiles softly like he's just said the biggest revelation ever .

You nod at him, “yeah i guess you're right, next time someone loads me up with ketamine and rapes me i’ll remember it was my own fault” you stand up straight coffee knocked up and on the floor.

“because I was asking for it, right?”

You drag your chair painfully slowly and it scrapes along the floor, making that awful sound.

You rush out of the building to your car, slamming the door and hitting the steering wheel. You look over at the truck on your left and contemplate.

Fuck it

You get out the car, keys in your hand and you scrape them along his car door , in jagged edges.

Shit. You panic. Can you go to prison for this? you've just vandalised a seemingly harmless guy's car.

“Did you just key my truck?” He's behind you, and you turn to see his face.

“No” you shake your head.

“I just watched you do it, why are you lying?” he questions

“Because ,I-” you sigh“ i've got to much fucking anger and i don't know what to fucking do with it” your lip tremors.

“Im stupid. So fucking stupid, and yeah everything is my own fucking fault, i could have filled a fucking police report, but i was so fucking naive, i found him in a club the next night and slept with him again, and suddenly i'm lying in my own filth waiting to die because ive been rotting away in his apartment for god knows how long, so he loads me up with drugs and leaves me on the side of the road and i think, this is it i'm finally going to fucking die. I'm twenty one and my life is already fucked.”

The wind howls, and the parking lot lights flicker on as it gets darker.

You look up at him “I'm sorry i keyed your car”

“It's fine, i'm stupidly rich and hate it anyway” Eddie mutters.

You smile.

“I want to be your sponsor”

“Huh?” your eyebrows raise "after I keyed your car?"

‘Yeah and well it's me or Joan, and Joan just speaks about her kids so, I'd be helping you out ”

“Joans actually my mom's friend”

“Oh, I get it,” Eddie sighs, fiddling with his keys.

You pause, looking at his brown eyes, you think about what they would've looked like blood shot.

“Can I get your number then? Because Heather was a real bitch to me in high school so i'd rather not hear about her success story”

A/N: hello I got bored and started writing, and this i what I wrote, i am terrible at proof reading by the way so I will give you a kiss if you tell me all my mistakes xxxx

#eddie munson x reader #dark eddie munson #famous eddie munson #rich reader #90s au #recovering addict au #stranger things x reader #stranger things but not strange #heavy topics #what the actual fuuuuuck #slightly older Eddie #eddie munson #edward munson

[chaoticbardlady99]

She’s Not Acid Nor Alkaline (Astarion x F! Pirate Captain OC) Chapter 2

Synopsis: The Heroes of Baldur’s Gate experience their first battle at sea in their adventure to bring Karlach back from the Hells.

CW: mentions of violence, NSFW cause these are two horny mofos (not a lot though- the next chapter is gonna be spicy as hell though)

Author note: I’m sorry this took so long! I am finally not horribly depressed and not sleeping at all due to work stress! I’ll be posting more for this story, starting a Master Vampire reader x astarion fic, and I have a lot of chapters written for my Trans Female Tav, Keeley, and Astarion that I am so excited to post! My goal is to get everything onto my new AO3 sometime this week! Oh and part 4 of I Wondered If I Could Come Home is almost complete 😈

Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated! Thank you for your patience!

Part 1:

Chapter 2: Valkur’s Aasimar

Calypso is forever grateful to Lucifer for taking over the night time duties so Calypso can actually rest. It doesn’t make the early morning wake up any easier, but it helps. She loves her cabin and she loves the peace it provides.

The bed frame is built into the wall so that she doesn’t slide around everywhere as the ship continues to sail and there’s a washtub nailed down in one corner. Her desk and map table are equally as glued to the floor.

Calypso watched (and was an unfortunate victim of) her mother’s lack of ‘safety’ precautions when she was a captive on her ship. She was often run over by her mother’s bed or her desk- left for hours underneath them- when her mother had no use for her.

It’s been 60 years since Duke Ravenguard helped Calypso secure her freedom, but there had still been 90 years of torture and misuse. If her mother wasn’t absorbing every last drop of power from her bones- she was starving her, beating her into submission, waterboarding her, etc, etc. It’s not a reality that Calypso misses.

The soft glow of the morning sun outlining the shadows of Astarion’s face is a much better world to wake up in.

If Lucifer helps make waking up easier, then Astarion does not help- in fact the man makes it damn near impossible to leave her bed at all. She doesn’t want to have to untangle her limbs from his or wait for another 8 or 9 odd hours before she can be like this with him again.

Astarion had managed to keep her in bed later than usual over the last five days. The minute she so much as moves a muscle- Astarion has her underneath him writhing and begging for release or he’s fucking into her slowly, stealing all the air out of her lungs. It’s invigorating to say the least and her body sings under his attentive touch.

The more she learns about him, the more Calypso adores him. Astarion had opened up about his life pretty quickly after a bad trance. Supposedly one of his victims’ faces had been replaced with hers and he handed her over to Cazador. He was struggling to accept that the reality was different- that Calypso is well and truly alive in his arms. The man had been borderline inconsolable in the aftermath of the twisted memory, but Calypso had managed to coax him out of the fog and back to her.

Astarion even experienced Calypso at her worst- jealous. He learned very quickly that she wasn’t going to deal with that. When he had knocked on her door with his tail between his legs, Calypso made sure to answer and let him in wearing her skimpiest outfit- a nude, see through corset bralette and a pair of lacy nude panties. His apology ended with him eating her out on top of her map table- one of her maps needs to be replaced entirely after the affair.

She always made sure he actually wanted to engage in these activities with her- especially after learning about his history. Astarion assured her that he would let her know if he didn’t or if he needed to stop and he did. Astarion had only wanted to pleasure her that night and the rest of the night was spent just enjoying each other’s company.

Astarion will spend time with her throughout the day as well and his company is very welcome. Lucifer is usually taking his turn to sleep throughout the morning and into the evening so Calypso doesn’t have to worry about the two of them bickering.

Astarion has begun to ask her questions about the ship, how to be a Helmsman, commands, language, so on and so forth. He’s a very good student- picking it all up impressively fast. Calypso has let him man the ship (under supervision of course) as they made their way to the first stop.

Caer Callidyrr isn’t Calypso’s favorite doc to stay at, but they need to dock The Chimera and take a smaller ship into the Hells. The Chimera isn’t large, but it won’t be able to navigate safely through Stygia. Only Calypso and Lucifer will be traveling with the group of adventurers. With Callidyrr being only hours ahead of them, Calypso is confident they will make it before sunrise- provided there aren't any unexpected obstacles.

Which always seems to happen no matter how many times Calypso plans her routes out or how careful she is to avoid crossing paths with the Cult of Umberle or the Cult of Water. Now there are at least 8 Cult of Water ships heading in their direction.

Calypso isn’t paying attention to the frantic looks on the faces of Astarion and his companions as they realize they are about to be engaged in their first open water battle. She wants to reassure them (more so Astarion) that it’s going to be just fun, but there isn’t any time for that right now.

“I need Chain shots loaded- NOW!” Calypso shouts and her night crew sprints up from below the deck to join for the coming battle.

“They are chasing us at full sail, Calypso,” Lucifer’s voice holds an edge of aggression, “I’d prefer to not have a full blown battle on the Sh-“

“Yes Lucy,” she says with a wave of her hands, “I’m aware of what you would prefer and I’m working on it.”

Calypso climbs up the stairs and leans over the railing of the helm.

“Alright- we need the ship to come about! Wizards, warlocks- basically anyone who can cast gusts of wind- take position on the quarterdeck ,” she shouts, the crew shouts in understanding.

“Anyone else,” Lucifer yells, “split yourselves into two groups- I want some of you below deck readying the canons and the Chase gun! The other half- ready your bows and arrows and be prepared to fire when we are 3 fathoms away from the other ship!”

Lucifer looks up at Calypso and gestures to their guests- she raises an eyebrow.

“They all know what their capabilities are,” she states, “if they wish to travel on this ship then they need to protect it too.”

The looks of absolute dread on all of their faces is almost comical. They really have no faith in her! How hurtful.

“Well- then you heard the Captain,” Lucifer says with far too much gratification, “get to your assignments.”

“Careful, Lucy,” Calypso warned, “you sound so happy I may make you go below deck to help and let the Dragonborn be my first mate.”

Tav beamed, “I’m so glad I’m your first pick.

Astarion pouts up at Calypso and she flashes him a teasing grin before blowing him a kiss. Calypso stands on the rail and addresses the crew one final time.

“Oh,” Calypso clears her throat, “and may I remind you sorry lot that dead men tell no tales- so let’s try to make it out of this one alive- savvy?”

Everyone races to their positions. The laughter and the energy is infectious. Calypso isn’t worried a single bit and she watches the tension ease from Lucifer’s shoulders. He rarely thinks she takes anything seriously, but Calypso does. She is equally as protective of her crew and her guests- it’s not about her or the ship’s safety for her. Calypso has a special group of individuals aboard her group- her main crew consists of runaway slaves from Calimport, ex-Lolth sworn Drows who remain below deck until the night time and operate the canons, Half-Orcs who have been ostracized, Dhampirs who were abandoned at birth (Calypso would come across them and the crew worked together to raise them), etc. They aren’t a ragtag group of scummy pirates- they are all survivors who are standing together.

Well, except for the contract workers. Fuck those entitled pricks.

She jots back to the Helm- waiting for the exact moment to turn the ship.

The minute red and green flares go up in the air- the ship goes flying forward with the assistance of the many magic users casting gusts of wind on the sails. Calypso turns into the sudden rush of air allowing the ship to circle into position where it can slam the side of the other boats.

Calypso closes her eyes and takes a deep breath- letting the smell of the ocean water fill her senses. She imagines a storm surrounding the ship hurtling towards them- the waves thrashing them around and consuming them whole.

The thunder cracks the peaceful sound of the air before the dark clouds even begin to sweep across the sky- the water underneath her rumbles it’s war cry and Calypso allows Valkur’s power to consume her- like him, she can commandeer any ship, walk through water, control the weather, navigate through every storm unscathed, call upon Orca’s, etc. The best part though? No ship she sails on is able to sink- ever.

Then she hears Wyll scream, “HOLY SHIT!”

She looks over with a smile- her good friend, Hesjing, must have missed her enough to make an appearance. Or he’s just really hungry. Most likely he is really hungry and her targets make for easy prey considering they end up floundering in the ocean.

The massive Sea Wyvern goes flying over their heads and laying chaos to the ships- their flags going up in flames and the chaos keeps them from changing direction in time.

“NOW!!!!!”

The ship lurches forward in the water with the support of the extra wind and Calypso’s magic as Calypso prepares to ram into the 4 ships in the back of the line.

The bow crashes with an ear shattering noise through the first, second, and third ship. Hesjing takes one of the ships down in the front of the line. The world is full of smoke and flames- Calypso barely sees the four remaining ships beginning to form a circle to trap them in.

“GRAB ON TO SOMETHING!”

The command roars through the air as it’s repeated by the whole crew upon the deck. She takes one glance at Astarion- trying to remind herself not to get caught up in whatever emotions he is feeling.

Calypso is surprised to see the pure adrenaline in his posture and in the shadows of his face. There isn’t a single ounce of fear to be seen. She can’t help the smile that crosses her face. Poor Tav looks absolutely green and is holding onto Astarion’s arm for support. She’ll have to make sure to pick up something for sea sickness otherwise the Dragonborn may detest her forever.

The screams shattering through the air is the only thing that keeps Calypso from being lost in thought. One of the other ships had managed to turn towards them and was going to hit them very very hard. The ship will be fine- much like her powersake, Valkur, any ship she sails is indestructible. However, that means the ship will pass through the boat and they are going to have a battle on deck.

Calypso jumps over the Helm- yelling to Celeste nearby to take control of the Helm momentarily. She doesn’t check if Celeste goes there, she just keeps racing until she hits the deck.

The ship is barreling at them much faster than Calypso thought and she messily says a spell in Thaumaglossia (Celestial spell casting language). Both ships are being pulled up and to the side ever so slightly by a massive title wave- the captain of the other ship makes eye contact with her and she can see the fear as plainly as the whites of their eyes.

Magic flows through her fingertips and the tidal wave passes over them and engulfs them in the water- an air tight bubble surrounding The Chimera while they watch the enemy ship be demolished by not only a tidal wave, but the pack of Orcas that followed it.

It’s a gruesome scene- the pirate ship popping back up underneath another enemy ship and adding to the carnage. The Orcas leap and flip through the air with screaming cultists in their mouth.

The last two ships had been graciously taken down by Hesjing, who then proceeded to inhale one of the Orcas on his dive back down to the depths of the sea. The Chimera totters along the capillary waves as the Crew cheers loudly.

Calypso releases a sigh she didn’t realize she was holding and nearly stumbles to the ground when a large hand slaps her on the back.

“Excellent work as always Captain!” Toothless Tosh shouts out- everyone cheers in agreement.

“Oh yes, it was a very impressive display as always,” Lucifer says goadingly- his eyes flitting around her form, “so much so that drinks will be on the Captain tonight- hm?”

“You rat bastard,” Calypso mumbles under her breath, causing the man to laugh, “fine! But only because you actually hurried your asses up this time!”

The crew disbands with laughter- returning to their previous spots and helping to make sure everyone is injury free. Some of the less magically inclined individuals begin to pass out the rations for the day. Honestly she feels like she could fall over and fall asleep. It takes a lot of thought, magic, and concentration to be able to perform that many high power spells at once. For example- the Orcas did not show up on their own accord, they showed up because Calypso’s magic called out to them when she asked it to. She does feel poorly about Hesjing running off with one.

The sound of approaching footsteps and grumbling from a certain seasick Dragonborn fills Calypso with glee. Wherever Tav is, Astarion usually is.

The poor man is still tinted green on the tip of his scales, but luckily, he doesn’t have to utter a word.

Lae’zel, Shadowheart, Gale, and Wyll are smothering Calypso in questions- some she barely has any answers too. For example- how does she summon Orcas and a Sea Wyverm. Her answer? She has no fucking clue. However, she does appreciate how impressed they are.

Eventually everyone disbands to get their rations for the day. Calypso is thankful that Farview is maybe only 6 hours away and they’ll be there before the sun falls. They are running low on food and Calypso prefers to not go hungry if she can help it- especially with a crew of hangry individuals. They are all the worst people she has ever met when they are hungry- it’s great for raids.

“That was quite the show of strength, my Dear,” her lover’s melodic voice flows through her ears, “I can’t decide if I’m afraid or turned on.”

She smiles cheekily at him with an eyebrow raised, “why not both?”

“Hmm, how erotic,” Astarion teases, “should I expect to be tied up while we’re at it?”

“Perhaps, I am full of surprises, you know.”

“Oh- I am very well aware.”

Calypso can’t help it- her face always hurts when she is around Astarion (in the best way possible). Everything about him makes her smile and her heart sing. It’s proper gross if she’s being honest with herself. She never pegged herself for a smitten school girl- at least not in her adult years.

“How much longer do I have to wait to keep your attention for longer than 5 minutes at a time, East?”

Despite his teasing tone, she can sense the impatience in his tone. She tuts at him.

“I’m afraid another six hours, North,” Calypso says with an exaggerated pout, “you will have to wait several five more minute increments longer.”

The man groans and grabs Calypso’s hand- dragging her off to her cabin. The moment the door is closed- Astarion’s lips are on hers hungrily and his expert hands are already rubbing her clit, a finger and then two sliding in as soon as she’s ready- which she finds very quickly when it comes to Astarion. A hum of pleasure rolls through her body as he coaxes moans and her orgasm out of her. Her own hands have fumbled their way into his pants and she uses his precum as lube- rubbing her hands up and down his hard cock. The moans and curse words that tumble out of Astarion’s mouth are absolutely divine.

Calypso knows this is all they have time for- they would never leave if they actually had sex- and Astarion thankfully respects that, but Valkur preserve her- it’s going to be a very long six hours.

#baldurs gate 3 #astarion #astarion x reader #baldurs gate astarion #bg3 spoilers #astarion x tav #astarion romance #astarion x you #karlach #bg3 #Astarion x oc #dark urge #dark urge x Karlach #astarion acunin #astarion x f!tav #astarion x f!reader #smut

[cwritesforfun]

Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Pretend We’re Dating?

I did write another fake dating with Hangman fic which will be linked here. This one is different I promise. 

#23. "Just pretend to be my date." and #60. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me." 

Masterlist 

Y/N’s POV

I open my door and Jake is standing there with a rose asking “Can I tempt you with a free night out on the town with me, free of charge?” I laugh and answer “Tempting, but I don’t know.” He laughs and begs “Just pretend to be my date."  I reply "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me." He replies “Maybe I am. You never know. So, will you do it?” I ask “What? Pretend to be your date?” He answers “Yes that.” I reply “Sure. The night was boring until you got here anyway.” He replies “Compliments won’t buy me drinks.” I playfully slap him and he then says “Come on. We have to go.” I quickly ask “For what?” He answers “The fake dating... it’s kind of tonight. We have to be somewhere and need to leave in the next 5 minutes in order to be early. I told them that my date loves to be there early, so we have to leave in ... well 4 minutes now.” I ask “And who is the rose for?” He answers “Ah... you mi lady.” He hands me the rose and I reply “Ok come in. Thank you for the rose. Now, what do I wear?” He answers “I’d prefer nothing... I’m kidding. Would it be too cliché to ask if we could match? I’ve always wanted to wear matching outfits with someone.” I reply “Ok. I’ll be right back.”

I change into similar colors as Jake and I then walk back to where he is sitting. Jake exclaims “Wow, that is great. We look great. Okay, let’s go.”

Jake starts driving and I notice he seems anxious. I rub his leg and ask “Hey Jake. You seem anxious and that is making me anxious. Where are we going and who are we meeting?” He answers “I just ... my friends wanted everyone to bring their girlfriend so we could hang out together outside of work. I promised them I would bring my girlfriend tonight and I’ve been telling them I’ve been dating you for 6 months at this point, so yeah that’s about it.”  HE TOLD PEOPLE WE WERE DATING FOR 6 MONTHS!?! That’s a huge lie. Wait... he’s been talking about me for 6 months?!?! That is kind of sweet. I ask “Is that why we always hang out on the same night every week and why we’ve stayed at each other’s places? You’ve been saying you have a date night with your girlfriend on that night?” He answers “Sort of, yeah. That sums it up.” I ask “And do you actually like me?” He answers “Shit, I wish I wasn’t driving right now, so I could look at you. Here, let me pull over.”

Jake gets over 2 lanes and pulls into a spot at a store. He then turns to face me and exclaims “Most of the time when we’re together, I get so embarrassed to say anything especially how I feel about you. And now... Now, I need to tell you. I really like you, Y/N. You’re beautiful, kind, and hilarious, and you make me the happiest guy in the world. When tonight is over, could we go on a real date?” I answer “Yes we can, Jake. I like you too.” He smiles, grabs my hand to kiss it, and then holds it as he starts to drive again.

We end up arriving at this restaurant 10 minutes early according to Jake. He still seems stressed about something. 

Once we get out, I stop walking and Jake turns to face me asking “What’s wrong? Why did you stop walking?” I answer “You still seem stressed. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” He smiles, cups my face with his hands, and says “I’m fine. I just ... It wasn’t how I wanted to share my feelings to you. I don’t know. It feels wrong how I did it when you deserve something so much bigger and better.” I lean closer and say “I can think of one way to ease this worry.” He asks “What?” I answer “A kiss on the lips.” He smirks and asks “May I?” I answer “Yes.” He leans in and we kiss. 

I hear clapping and we pull apart. I see some of his friends standing there watching and clapping. 

Jake waves and exclaims “Hey guys! Sorry about that, she asked for a kiss and who am I to deny my beautiful girlfriend?” I laugh. He’s so cute. I wanna kiss him again. Fuck, I really really like him. 

Jake introduces me to his friends then we head inside where I meet more of his friends. It intimidates me a little because there are so many of them and only one of me. I only have like 2 or 3 friends in town because I like my alone time more than I like to spend time with people other than Jake that is.

Jake’s friend, Coyote, turns to me, and asks “So how did you and Jake meet?” I answer “We met at the Hard Deck. I was with some friends when he hit on me and I thought he seemed arrogant. However, my friends said I needed to get out there and talk to guys, so I went and talked with him for a while. My first impression was wrong. We hit it off there and I didn’t give him my number or any way to reach me. I went back the next week in hopes of seeing him because I didn’t give him my number and he was there. He was happy to see me, we exchanged numbers, and then we made Thursday night our date night every week. Jake has been my constant ray of sunshine and joy for the past 6 months. I cannot wait for many more months like these.” Coyote replies “The Hard Deck? Wait, that means I was there. I’m with him every time we go there. Unless you’re cheating on me, Hangman?” Jake rests his arm around the chair behind me and answers “I have gone without you. I’m sorry. Bros before hoes, except when she’s your hoe. Right, man?” Coyote stares confused and then bursts out laughing. Yeah, Jake just called me a hoe but he called me HIS?! So do I consider that a win? Yes. I turn to Jake and say “You’re lucky you’re hot.” Jake asks “How mad would you be if I kissed you?” I answer “Not mad at all.” He smiles, leans in, and kisses me.

Dinner goes so well that we all plan to start hanging out weekly. After dinner, we all go see a movie where Jake and I hold hands the whole time all the while we sneak glances at each other. He’s so freaking cute. I could scream.

We end the night at the Hard Deck. Where else would we end the night? 

I’m sitting on a stool watching the boys play pool. I had to get off my feet. Why did I wear heels? Whose idea was that? Mine. I know. 

Jake walks over, pecks me on the lips, and says “Hi.” I reply “Kiss me better.” He smiles, puts his hands on the side of my face, and says “Ooh bossy I like it.” He leans in and kisses me gently. He slowly moves his hands from my face to my neck and deepens the kiss.

I hear “Dude, PDA! Chill Hangman.” Jake pulls away long enough to flip off his friends. I hear them laughing as turns back to me, and asks “Where were we?”  I laugh and he leans back into my lips.

#top gun movie #top gun maverick #Top Gun fic #top gun imagine #top gun imagines #top gun jake seresin #top gun hangman #top gun fanfiction #hangman x reader #hangman fic #hangman fluff #hangman fanfiction #jake seresin #Jake Seresin imagine #jake seresin x you #Jake hangman imagine

[jakelandryshorts]

Applying Myself

‘Dude, what’s Mr. Pewter doing here?’ I sent a bit of a glare his way as I passed him. Mostly because Coach had to practically beg him to give me some kind of extra credit to pass my college algebra class. It’s not like I needed that shit anyways. I was just going to go into health and fitness, not fucking rocket science.

I tried my best to ignore him as I went to the locker that I stored my clothes in. Though, it was a bit harder than it should have been as we were the only two in there at the moment and I could have sworn I saw his eyes drifting over to me. I always had my suspicions on why he really gave me that extra credit, but never directly said anything to him.

Still, I shot him another glare, that only seemed to bring a smile out of him. He seemed more distracted by his phone than me, typing something in it. I rolled my eyes and did my best to stay out of the view of what could have been a camera. Then I could almost hear him mumble something.

A strange flash of light seemed to cover him then disappear. That’s when everything got even weirder. The man was in his late 50’s for sure. But suddenly muscle just started packing onto his body. His scrawny arms instantly started bulging, filling his sleeves. The shirt quickly compressed against his body showing off his broadening shoulders and heavy pecs. He never had much of a gut, but the six powerful bricks forming underneath his ballooning pecs was still rather impressive. Even more so as his traps forced his shirt to rise, showing the bottom row all the better.

“Shoot,” Mr. Pewter wasn’t exactly known for saying bad words. He was currently struggling with the fabric that was pressing down hard against his new muscles. There was nearly no room on his body. What had been a relatively skinny guy had looked like he gained 60 or 70 pounds of muscles in barely an instant. It was the same with his ass as it full out the flexible gym shorts he was wearing. All the way down to thick claves.

I stared blankly as he struggled to get his shirt off. Only accidently ripping it and then tearing it at the collar all the way down to the base. He gave another inoffensive exclamation as he looked at the remains. “Mr.—Mr. Pewter?” I stammered. Somehow, he’d gone from an absolute chump to a bodybuilder in less than a minute. Not to mention all the hard defined muscle seemed to make him look more than 10 years younger.

He spun around, a bit further than he meant to and threw up a flex. “In the flesh,” he smiled. His arms were covered in a thick lattice of veins as though he’d just finished a grueling workout. But that only seemed to give him even more of a pump.

“How’d… How’d you do that?” I stepped forward.

“Oh this?” he went into another flex. “Uhh… Ex student sent me this app thing and I’m still trying to figure it out. Honestly, you weren’t supposed to notice a difference…”

“I wasn’t supposed to notice a dork like you turn into a bodybuilder?” my eyes narrowed as I stared him down.

His smile flickered. “Surprising. I know. But if this thing could change me so much, why wouldn’t it also have that ability too?”

I shrugged at the suggestion. “I don’t know man. Just doesn’t seem real.”

“Want me to try it out?” Mr. Pewter asked.

“Wait. What?” the devious look on his face wasn’t normal. “Like on me?”

“Who else?” he laughed. “I already used it on me. Why not you?”

I eyed him up and down. Jealousy ran through me. He was such a dorky guy and now look at him. Built like an absolute mountain of a man. “Hell yeah!” I cheered. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“Dunno,” he shrugged his heavy shoulders. “But I’m going to try a bit of a different setting. So, you let me know if you feel any different. Alright?” He typed a few things into his phone as I looked at myself in the mirror, flexing my arms. If they could look half as good as his…

“Done?” I questioned. My eyes glanced over at him then back at my body. Nothing seemed to have changed. I still had my somewhat muscular body. Nothing compared to him, but still better than most. I glanced over again. “Did you change something about yourself?”

“Why don’t you tell me,” Mr. Pewter smiled.

I looked him up and down. “Hmmm…” I stared a bit more intently than I should have, but I knew something was off. Was it his firm pecs? Or did he make his shoulders broader? Honestly, he looked like he might have gained a bit more muscle everywhere. Not to mention how I was looking up at him now. But hadn’t I since his first change? He just looked so big and sexy. I could barely help myself. Blood was rushing through my system and it was taking everything to not touch my hard cock. With a few quick swipes, I hoped that Mr. Pewter wouldn’t notice. “I don’t know…” I finally answered.

“Really?” Mr. Pewter’s smile only broadened. “Unaware… Really does make you unaware then. Alright. How about this? Partially aware and I’ll make another change. Alright?”

“Alright,” I nodded. He continued to type away into his phone. Suddenly I felt something off. It was like Mr. Pewter was suddenly getting a lot bigger. Like I didn’t come up to his shoulders any more. But that didn’t seem right. Because it was everything. The entire locker room felt like that. My eyes caught the mirror again.

I tilted my head. “I’m getting smaller?” I questioned. I could see myself shrinking. The hard earned muscles from years in the gym dwindling away to nearly nothing. My shoulders thinned out and biceps lost any definition they had. Even my hands seemed to have gone down several sizes and any grit they had smoothed out as though they were as soft as women’s hands. I adjusted my square rimmed glasses as the weight continued to fall off of me. I must have lost at least 60 pounds.

Stranger still was the sleeveless shirt I was wearing started to grow sleeves. An emblem from a comic book hero splashed across the front of it. Even though it was a medium it still felt a bit large on me. “I’m smaller?” I squeaked. Then looked at Mr. Pewter. My cock throbbed with excitement as I stared into his firm pecs. I bit into my bottom lip then stared slack jawed. My hands reached for his body but I forced them down. “What’s—”

“Look pretty good, don’t I?” Mr. Pewter bragged as he threw up his arms for another pose. My entire body squirmed as I saw those hard muscles bulge. The biceps were perfectly sculpted. And watching those veins running across his skin.

Suddenly I forgot how to breath. Words refused to come out of my mouth and all I could do was offer a nod in affection. My hands went to my cock, gently squeezing it through my shorts. I couldn’t help myself. It was like my body was acting on its own, squirming at the mere sight of the massive man. But wasn’t I like that? I couldn’t think. Blood seemed to be going to everywhere other than my brain. And it didn’t help that my asshole felt so empty. I just wanted it feel something deep inside me.

“Something wrong big guy?” Mr. Pewter asked.

The depth of his voice sent another shiver down my spine. “I feel funny,” I said, suddenly learning how to speak again.

“Oh? You’re craving my cock inside you?”

I let out a grunt and my body nearly toppled over. Mr. Pewter let out a soft laugh. He must have known that I made a mess in my underwear. I could already see the stain starting to show through my shorts. I looked up at him again to see a cocky smile.

“It’s alright bud. You’re only partially aware of what’s going on, so let me fill you in,” he got down on my level. “All those extra study sessions, all those extra times you stayed after class with me, turned into a fuck session. All I’d have to do is mention something about my cock and you’d cream yourself.”

I felt my dick harden again at the thought. Suddenly I could remember hundreds of times going to his office or staying after class just to be with him. I remembered the first time I saw him on the college campus and searching for his class specifically to take. And I could remember every time he fucked me. A deep moan escaped my mouth as my knees went weak. My hands naturally grabbed the wet spot in my shorts as my cock hardened again.

“Someone remembers,” Mr. Pewter grabbed me tightly from behind and held me close. His strong body easily wrapped around me and held me still. Not that I was complaining as the coarse hair of his beard rubbed gently against my neck. He kissed me gently. Then whispered in my ear. “Ready?”

I nodded.

My shorts were on the floor and I could feel the tip of his cock dripping pre on my asshole. The head pressed against the hole and pressed in. He held me tighter as more of his cock split me open. Porn stars were incredibly jealous of its size and girth. I knew I was lucky as more of it pushed inside. My asshole had basically molded to it. Only increasing the pleasure for the older man. I moaned and groaned at each of the other man’s thrusts, sending all kinds of sensations through my body. But the feeling the those strong hands gripping my sides were the best part. I felt my insides filled with the other man.

“There we go…” Mr. Pewter smiled. His strong body clung to me as he dropped us both gently to the ground. I saw another mess pooling in front of me. A bit of pride at being able to finish twice filled me just as much as Mr. Pewter. “Now then… I guess I’ll be seeing you after class from now on…”

The light chuckle in his voice made me squirm deeper into his grasp. He seemed to know me really really well.

------------

more stories over on my wordpress

[lillianrennifer]

Use as many as you want!

Please check out THIS page for list of aime I will write for.

Please specify who says which prompt.

More detail the better. Example:

Ace x Reader

Party AU

Enemies to lovers

41 and 43 Reader

42, 48 and 49 Ace

Prompts

1- "Good morning (insert pet-name/ name)."

2- "Come here (insert pet-name/name)."

3- "Get on your knees (insert pet-name/ name)."

4- "Spread your legs, (insert pet-name/name."

5- "Sit on my cock, (insert pet-name/ name). I need to feel you."

6- "Go on (insert pet-name/name) mark me. I want everyone to see."

7- "Why are you crying (insert pet-name/ name)?"

8- "Sh, it's ok (insert pet-name/name)."

9- "Really? Because your pussy is saying something different, (insert pet-name/name).

10- "Relax (insert pet-name/name)."

11- "Shit! Stop clenching, (insert pet-name/name). You're tight enough as it is."

12- "Fuck, you're so tight (insert pet-name/name)!"

13- "You look so pretty with my dick inside you, (insert pet-name/name)."

14- "Come on (insert pet-name/name), scream my name when you come."

15- "Where do you want me to come (insert pet-name/name)?"

16- "Open your mouth for me (insert pet-name/name)."

17- "Wider, (insert pet-name/name). You can do it."

18- "Just relax (insert pet-name/name), we are/l am going to make you ours/mine tonight."

19- "You're doing so well (insert pet-name/name). Just a little more."

20- "Don't fucking stop, (insert pet-name/name)!"

21- "Where do you want to be touched, (insert pet-name/name)?"

22- "Has anyone ever touched you down there/here before (insert pet-name/ name)?"

23- "Touch yourself for me/us, (insert pet-name/name)."

24- "Be a good girl and suck my cock (insert pet-name/name)."

25- "Fuck! Your tongue feels so good on me, (insert pet-name/name)."

26- "Don't speak with your mouth full, (insert pet-name/name)."

27- "Come on (insert pet-name/name), ride my thigh."

28- "It's ok (insert pet-name/name), I'll/ we'll talk you through it. Take your time."

29- "Little faster, (insert pet-name/name). We don't have much time."

30- "Got to hurry (insert pet-name/ name), your parents will be back any minute.

31- "Your not in trouble (insert pet-name/ name)."

32- "This is a punishment (insert pet-name/name), your not supposed to enjoy it"

33- "I'm gonna turn your ass red (insert pet-name/name)."

34- "Can you keep going (insert pet-name/name)?"

"Yes/No."

35- "You deserve a reward/punishment (insert pet-name/name)."

36- "Don't worry (insert pet-name/name), I'll/ we'll take care of you. I Promise."

37- "Ah, is my (insert pet-name) crying cause my cock makes you feel that good?"

38- "Wonder what other sounds I get out of those pretty lips? "

39- "Good girl... Just like that."

40- "Are you trying to piss me off?"

41- "I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth!"

42- "Don't act like you haven't wanted to fuck me all this time."

43- "Bite me!"

44- "Fuck! Can't you just do as you're told for once?!"

45- "You are not as hot as you think you are."

46- "Fuck you!"

47- "God I'm so horny! I swear the next person that walks through that door, I'm going to fuck!"

48- "We might get caught. Does that turn you on?"

49- "Keep your voice down - there's still a party outside."

50- "If you think being in public is going to stop me, you're sorely mistaken, sweetheart."

51- "Maybe we take this somewhere more private? I'm not averse to an audience but I doubt you'll want everyone to see how badly I'm about to blow your fucking back out."

52- "But there's people-"

"I don't care. Let them watch."

53- "You sound even prettier than I imagined you would."

54- "God I've never wanted to fuck anyone this badly before!"

55- "You can sit on my lap until I'm done working."

56- "What are you wearing?"

57- "Is that my shirt?"

58- "Clothes. Off. Now."

59- "Are you seriously trying to make me jealous?"

60- "I'm sorry."

61- "You started it. Now I get to finish it."

62- "You better be naked when I get back."

63- "Beg for it."

64- "Stay still."

65- "On your knees, now!"

66- "I'm going to spank you now."

67- "I love it when you cry."

68- "Which do you prefer, fingers or mouth?"

69- "You look so pretty with my fingers stuffed inside of you."

70- "You know how many times I've imagined your lips around my cock?"

71- "Swallow. All of it."

72- "God, you have no idea how long I've wanted this!"

73- "God, you're so warm! Feels so good!"

74- "Look at you, all spread open for me."

75- "Well? Don't make me wait."

76- "Did I tell you to stop?"

77- "Can you take another one?"

78- "I've barely touched you and you're already dripping. What a little slut."

79- "Bet you can't come without making a sound."

80- "I want you to fucking scream my name when you come!"

81- "Don't even think about cumming yet."

82- "If you want to cum, then you're gonna have to beg."

83- "Go on, one more time. I know you can do it."

84- "Bet everyone would get a kick out of how desperate a little cockslut you are."

85- "Look at you taking it from both ends at the same time. What a good girl."

86- "And everyone thought you where so innocent."

87- "Is there a reason you're in my bed?"

88- "You're being shy now? Really?"

89- "This will be our little secret. Okay?"

90- "So, I hear you're into pain?"

91- "You've been a bad girl tonight. I think you need a punishment. Turn around and bend over."

92- "Damn right your in trouble."

93- "I'm gonna beat your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for a week."

94- "I love seeing my marks all over you."

95- "Your eyes always glaze over when you cum."

96- "You better not touch yourself while I'm gone."

97- "Round two?"

98- "You think I give a shit that other people want you? I'm the one that gets to have you."

99- "Whatever you do, don't turn around."

100- "I saw you naked once. And now I can't stop thinking about how beautiful you looked."

101- "Be a good girl and swallow for me."

102- "Don't stop on my/our account."

103- "Can we/l touch you?"

104- "Mind if I/we join?"

105- "She's/Your mine!"

106- "You've been a very bad/good girl."

107- "Spread your legs for Daddy, I want to see you."

108- "Do you trust me?"

109- "Shit! Are you crying?"

110- "Can I kiss you?"

111- "You look adorable like that."

112- "You shouldn't be alone right now. I'm staying."

113- "I'm gonna fuck you so good you'll forget all about that bastard."

114- "You want to kiss me so hard right now, don't you?"

115- "I know you think about me when you're alone."

116- "Sit on my lap and maybe you'll find out."

117- "I've thought of nothing other than the way you'd feel wrapped around my cock."

118- "If you do that one more time, I don't think I'II be able to control myself."

119- "Bite your lip one more time and we are gonna have a serious fucking problem."

120- "You talk too damn much. How about we use your mouth for something better?"

121- "Like what you see?"

122- "You can suck it, if you want."

123- "Look at you, so needy for my cock."

124- "Shut your god damn mouth before shut it for you!"

125- "Talk over me one more time and I'II shut that pretty mouth of yours up."

126- "You better watch your fucking mouth or I will take you right here, right now."

127- "I told you to stay quiet didn't I?!"

128- "Don't look at me like that!"

129- "Come here. Now!"

130- "Don't make me stop this car! Cause I swear to god, if you do, you'll fucking regret it."

131- "You deserve this."

132- "I am only hard on you because I love you."

133- "Ugh, god! You make me crazy!"

134- "God, I'm so fucking obsessed with you!"

135- "You look so good with my hand around your throat."

136- "Give in to me."

137- "Choose me."

138- "Kiss me, like you mean it."

139- "I never want to be without you again."

140- "You belonged to me/us way before I/ we ever made you mine/ours."

141- "I don't want anyone else but you."

142- "If I can't have you, no one can!"

143- "This is wrong. You know it's wrong."

144- "This my first time."

145- "That feels good."

146- "Your fingers feel so good..."

147- "Please, use me."

148- "Don't be gentle."

150- "Let me repay you. Please."

151- "Please Daddy I need to touch you."

152- "Touch me. Please."

153- "Please stop teasing me!"

154- "Please, just touch me already!"

155- "Please, let me come!"

156- "Please don't stop!"

157- "I can't take it anymore please stop!"

158- "Please, hold me closer."

159- "Please, hold me."

160- "Stay close."

161- "Hold my hand."

162- "Just take me home, please."

163- "I feel safe when you're here."

164- "When I wake up, you're still going to be here. Right?"

165- "It hurts!"

166- "I love you."

167- "I hate you."

168- "Louder!"

169- "Harder!"

170- "Faster!"

171- "Please come inside me."

172- "Of course I still love you, why would you even ask me that?"

173- "I love everything about you."

174- "I hate everything about you."

175- "Are you flirting with me right now?"

176- "Is this okay?"

177- "There's only one bed."

178- "Are you awake?"

179- "Is that gonna fit?"

"I'll make it fit."

180- "You used to have feelings for me. Admit it."

181- "I know you've had a crush on me forever."

182- "Okay, maybe I have a crush on you!So what?!"

183- "I can't hide it anymore. I have to tell you how I feel!"

184- "Jealous much?"

185- "I missed the train, can I stay with you?"

186- "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

187- "Tell me, (insert pet name/name) do you like making me mad?"

188- "You will do as I say!"

189- "The more I look at you the more I wanna hurt you. Why is that?"

190- "You’re flinching like I hit you already today."

191- "It’s rather cute you think I care for any complaints you give."

192- "You’ll come around sooner than you think."

193- "Give up trying to escape. I will find you each and every time."

194- "You liked it, didn't you?"

195- "If you're really sorry, kiss me."

196- "Crying won't help you."

197- "I know your body better than you think."

198- "Denying me will only hurt you in the long run."

199- "See? The more you obey, the more freedom/rewards you get."

#anime #anime smut #anime x reader #one piece #one piece smut #one piece x reader #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basket smut #my hero acedamia #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia smut #prompts

[nahkyl]

No just no. They already confirmed kylian isn't injured. And sure kylian wasn't great but he was far from being the worst and he definitely wasn't the main reason the first half was shit. Enrique isn't treating kylian like any other player don't be ridiculous. No one else was subbed off but him, even those who played much worse. Hakimi was absolutely horrible and got humiliated the whole time and he got to stay and get the armband. It's clearly not sportive reasons.

And this whole preparing for next season is dumb as shit. THAT'S WHAT PRESEASON IS FOR. We don't know what our team will look like next season so that's fucking ridiculous. This season's collective isn't the one that will have to play without him, we don't know who's coming in next season and who else is leaving. There's absolutely no logic to leaving him out this seaon. Plenty of reports saying ramos won't stay next season either so what's the point of playing him then? Enrique is clearly showing that he 100% lets sentimentality cloud his decisions. Like he did with sergio ramos in the national team.

Every other player gets regularly rested throughout the season but that was never a concern for enrique with kylian. Ousmane is injury prone and barcola and warren are clearly affected by the number of matches they played lately, that's completely different. Enrique made kylian play 90+ minutes every single game since he gave them 80M to leave the loft until he announced his decision, you know that's not a coincidence. Even when every player was dropping with injuries and everyone was begging him to let kylian rest, he didn't. He was only benched for the 60 minutes after his ankle sprain against OM. He doesn't give a fuck about kylian to take precautions, he never has. He wanted kylian to secure him the league and a ucl qualification and now that we had a 11 point lead and he's punishing him because a few draws won't put us in danger. That's all there is to it. His ego is hurt and he wants to show he's in power and it's absolutely embarrassing of the club

Okay, let's address some things here. And let's try to remain respectful. It's my opinion. You don't have to agree.

"Sure kylian wasn't great but he was far from being the worst and he definitely wasn't the main reason the first half was shit. Enrique isn't treating kylian like any other player don't be ridiculous. No one else was subbed off but him, even those who played much worse. Hakimi was absolutely horrible and got humiliated the whole time and he got to stay and get the armband. It's clearly not sportive reasons."

Ousmane, Bradley, and Warren, all slated to start against Real Sociedad, found themselves on the bench instead. Surprisingly, Ousmane has been benched several times despite being arguably the best creator this season. This leads me to believe that Kylian is simply being treated like any other player who doesn't perform/needs to be preserved.

"And this whole preparing for next season is dumb as shit. THAT'S WHAT PRESEASON IS FOR. We don't know what our team will look like next season so that's fucking ridiculous. This season's collective isn't the one that will have to play without him, we don't know who's coming in next season and who else is leaving. There's absolutely no logic to leaving him out this seaon. Plenty of reports saying ramos won't stay next season either so what's the point of playing him then? Enrique is clearly showing that he 100% lets sentimentality cloud his decisions. Like he did with sergio ramos in the national team."

Ramos was substituted less than 5 minutes into the second half, and during the season, he spent more time on the bench than on the field. This suggests that Enrique doesn't see him as part of his long-term plans. While the composition of the team for next season remains uncertain, it's clear that the players receiving the most playtime are likely to stay. This explains why those rumored to leave, like Soler and Ramos, are spending more time on the bench. It appears that Enrique is maintaining cohesion in his approach to managing the squad.

"Every other player gets regularly rested throughout the season but that was never a concern for enrique with kylian. Ousmane is injury prone and barcola and warren are clearly affected by the number of matches they played lately, that's completely different. Enrique made kylian play 90+ minutes every single game since he gave them 80M to leave the loft until he announced his decision, you know that's not a coincidence. Even when every player was dropping with injuries and everyone was begging him to let kylian rest, he didn't. He was only benched for the 60 minutes after his ankle sprain against OM. He doesn't give a fuck about kylian to take precautions, he never has. He wanted kylian to secure him the league and a ucl qualification and now that we had a 11 point lead and he's punishing him because a few draws won't put us in danger. That's all there is to it. His ego is hurt and he wants to show he's in power and it's absolutely embarrassing of the club"

Barcola, Lee, Hernandez and Warren have been performing admirably of late, yet they couldn't escape Enrique's rotation policy, which has been in place since the season began. Naturally, Mbappé was allowed to play the full 90 minutes when he wasn't scheduled to leave; after all, he was the standout player. It was expected that Enrique would prioritize keeping him on the field and adapting the team around him to maximize his performance. However, now that Mbappé has expressed his intention to leave, it's only logical that there will be a change of plans.

I've never suggested that his decision to leave wasn't why he was benched. Instead, I've emphasized that it's more about sporting considerations than any emotional vindictiveness.

[bensonsbobblehead]

Summertime Sadness - Chapter 5

Aubrey and Jack hotchner come home for the summer after living in California with their mom for the school year. How will they deal with the trauma in California and living with their fathers new girlfriend.

Content Pairings: Hotchner Famiy x BAU!Reader (ft; the team and others) POV: switches a lot. 

Chapter Warnings: Panic attacks, mentions of problems eating and sleeping, fighting, sexual assault, and crying of course :(((((

wc; 1.4k 

A/N: here's chapter five , hope you’re still enjoying. Little more Jack for this chapter and just a few more chapters till its over thank you for reading! I will be posting this and my series that are more than three parts on Wattpad or A03 soon! Don't be afraid to interact more with me!

They arrived at home, everyone sleepily went to their rooms. Aaron and Aubrey shoulder to shoulder and you and Jack trailing behind. 

Nothing filled the air but your shuffles on the pavement, everyone lost in their own thoughts.

“You’re not stupid Y/N, I’m sorry” Jack looked up at you and you noticed the bags under his eyes. “I just hate seeing her cry, she never cries” he looked up at you,

“It’s okay Jack, Aubrey’s a sweet girl I completely understand” you smiled stopping him before he could get to the stairs. 

“I talked to your sister about…California and I have to know how are you?” you asked and Jack thought about an answer. The truth is he was struggling, badly, he hid it differently. His eating habits were out of wack, he was always tired but couldn’t sleep through the night. Jack just couldn’t burden you with having to deal with around sad case like him.

“I’m doing good, I just want Bre to be okay and my mom.” Jack said sadly, “Goodnight night Y/N/N” 

“Wait! Jack don’t feel pressured to tell me but was he abusing you too?” 

He hesitated for a moment with anxiety growing in his chest. He looked at you and nodded, “but not how he did Bre.” You nodded allowing him to continue,

“He just verbally and physically did, he was just so mean to me, telling me I’m useless and that mom hates us.”

“Did you tell your mom?” You asked hoping he didn’t have to deal with it on his own.

“No, I couldn’t because she’s just so happy with him and I can take it all so it doesn’t matter and I thought it would keep him away from Bre but it didn’t.” He said almost in a whisper, you had no more words, you didn’t know how to comfort them. You only wanted them to at least know they are safe with you. 

“Jack, I’m not letting anything happen to you or your sister again. I promise.” You pulled him into a hug and he squeezed you tightly. 

“Please don’t tell my dad, he’ll be so mad at me and Aubs please.” He begged through his tears, you rubbed his back harder wishing to take his pain. 

“Hey, he won’t be upset with either of you, you both did nothing wrong.” You pulled him back into the hug, pulled away and cupped his face, “I care so deeply about you little hotchner, and I won’t let anything happen to you or that girl upstairs.” He nodded as you wiped his tears 

You both silently walked up the stairs leaving the conversation at that.

Jack walked through the door to his room and disappeared into the dark. He shut the door, and pulled his hoodie off exposing his bruised stomach and a bandage on his back. They were in final stages of healing but were still noticeable. He hopped in a quick shower and changed the bandage. 

He laid down in his bed listening to the silence of the house, hearing nothing at all attempting to fill the emptiness he felt. He opened and shut his eyes for 30 minutes straight. 

Trying to remember what his uncle Spence told him staying still for 15 minutes straight will help you fall asleep faster. Jack knew he could do it, just 15 minutes, that’s counting to 60 15 times in a row, not long at all. Finally Jack finally fell asleep, after what felt like a few minutes he woke up in a panicked breath. It’s like he was back there all over again he could hear and see it all happening again. 

The night it happened 

Be a sweet little honeycomb and clean this up, Calvin said slamming the door heading to where Jack had just entered. “The hell you looking at little bitch?” He yelled toward Jack plopping down on the sofa 

“Hello to you to fucker” Jack whispered as he headed toward his room shutting the door behind him.

He threw his practice bag on the ground and got some pajamas out to get ready for a shower, walking toward theirconnected Jack & Jill bathroom.

“Aubrey how many times do I have to tell you to keep your bathroom door sh—-“ 

He froze, he couldn’t even move, his sister, his protector half naked laying in her blood with her knees to her chest, visibly shaking. He knew immediately what had happened but couldn’t even believe it. 

“Ja—ck” he ran to her, covering her up, “I’m here Bre, I’m here” she was crying so loud and hard, “I can’t take it anymore, please make it stop” she sobbed louder,

“He did this didn’t he?” She nodded into his chest, “I’m going to fucking kill him.” Before Aubrey could react he was out the room. 

“You BITCH” he hit him upside the head with a bottle of tequila causing it to break. Catching Calvin, who was taller than Jack off guard. The man got up and lunged at the boy. 

“Now you’re tuff huh?” He wiped out a pocket knife and sliced Jack in the back causing him to scream. After Calvin got a few punches in Jacks anger took over. 

He was on top of Calvin beat him to a bloody pulp. “You. Fucking. Rapist. Piece of. Shit.” He didn’t stop until Calvin was unresponsive, on the ground covered in blood. Jack stood up and spit on him walking out the room. 

He returned to his sister who was now in a pair of joggers and a hoodie. “We’re going to Uncle Dereks, now.” The teens had already been packed up, he called Derek first telling him they need a ride to the airport in the morning and it would be easier to just sleep there and a Uber immediately after. 

When the Uber arrived they both walked past a very drunk and bloody Calvin. 

“You can’t run from me Son and neither can you honeycomb.” He smiled with blood stained teeth. 

“Let’s go” Jack said opening the door for his sister, wishing the summer would last forever. 

When he fully awoke from reliving that night, Jack was soaked in his own sweat and tears, “he—lp..” his breathing was erratic he got up in a panic heading to Aubreys room. He walked into his sisters room which wasn’t anything new for the brother and sister.

“Aubrey? I —ne—Ed help “ he said asked as his breathing picked up. Aubrey stirred until her eyesight cleared and she seen her little brother in need. 

“J? Jack just try to breathe, okay? Just mimic me.” she rubbed his back and sad on the floor with his.

“In and out, we’re at dads house, in my room, he’s not here I promise.” Since that day in California, Jacks been having really bad night terrors to the point he can’t breathe, see, or even talk, he never told her what the nightmares were about but she had an idea. 

“Just keep breathing and hold my hands.” Bre sat patiently waiting as his breathing evened out, 

“Jack?” She asked rubbing his knee, Jack was still and staring at the wall in front of them. With lone tears falling, he nodded his head no signaling he wasn’t ready to talk just yet, “I’ll wait for you.” she said calmly to her baby brother.

Jack stared off with tears falling, Jacks strength through this hadn’t gone unnoticed. Aubrey noticed how much he tried to do for her. Trying to make sure she doesn’t have to do chores or constantly making sure she was okay throughout the day. He wanted to protect his sister from everything.

“All those times I was with him for hours when we were bonding were torture. He called me names, pushed me, pinched me. I should’ve told you about it sooner maybe I could’ve stopped all this from happening”

“No, don’t blame yourself, it’s his fucking fault.” She looked her brother in the eye refusing to let him Blake his self.

“He fucking sliced me with a knife Aubrey, I could’ve killed him, I’m a horrible person.” He cried harder and louder, “No J, you beat him and saved me and you, you’re a hero, my hero” he nodded his head and leaned into his big sister.

“I thought he cared about us.” He broke down into loud cries,

“I know, I did too, he’s good at pretending, I fucking hate him now” she hugged her brother. After he calmed down she guided him to her bed, he climbed in and slowly fell asleep, she pulled her blanket over him and sat his phone on the charger. She took a deep breathe hoping that they would get through this. 

previous chapter next chapter

#aaron hotchner gifs #criminal minds angst #bau x reader #aaron burr #Aaron Hotchner x bau!reader #hotch x bau!reader #bau!reader #criminal minds reader #Aaron Hotchner angst #you x Aaron hotchner #bau!reader x hotchner #Hotchner kids #jack Hotchner #bau!reader x aaron #Aaron Hotchner dad #dad hotch #dad Aaron Hotchner #stepmom!reader

[bebepac]

And Everything Nice

I am participating in @choicesprompts second challenge.  The prompt will appear in bold. 

I am also participating in @choices-september-challenge-blog day #14 prompt  which will also appear in bold.  

This was a surprise followup  to Cinammon Spice which started as an ask by the lovely @dcbbw  . 

This fic and the previous Cinnamon Spice have a bit of a Pretty Woman like feel to them which is the vibe I going for.  Hope you enjoy this part.  

The Book:  TRR (No Royals)  The Pairings:  Liam x Bebe (Liam x F!OC) Word Count: 1335 Ratings and Warnings:  Teen / Sexual Innuendo. 

Original Post: 09/13/22 at 8:22PM EST. 

“Holy crap, we’re gonna be late!” the woman yelped when her eyes glanced up at the decorative wall clock. “Turn that off!” she ordered in a cross tone to her companion, who was still watching the streaming show.

“Late? For what?” The question was asked in a tone that was both confused and distracted.

“The THING!”

Her companion finally pulled their eyes away from the 60-inch screen, brows furrowed. “I know of no THING,” they protest.

She heaved a huge sigh of exasperation. “It’s on your calendar! Now, stop talking and start moving!” She gently slapped their forearm in light admonishment. “I’m done with the conversation now!”

She turned away to plump her pillows.

Her eyes widened in surprise when she felt arms wrap around her waist and pads of thumbs press into her hips. Her body is a feather as it’s pulled back onto the bed.

“Sit back down!” her companion ordered.

The woman frowns at  him before her eyes find the television screen again.

What the...? Is that …? WHAT is he doing?

“I’m sat!”

He smiled at her.  The way she said those words had come across with a little southern sass that she had complied with him.

“Was that so very difficult for you, Mrs. Spice-Forbes?”

“But we’re going to be late for the thing on your calendar.  We have an arrangement, and the last thing I want is to not make a good impression on these people I’m supposed to impress.”  

“Why does it matter to you? After this week, you won’t have to see any of these people ever again?”  

“But you will, and from what I can tell Mr. Forbes, you like to have a certain type of reputation to be upheld, and I don’t want to be the one to mess that up for you.  It takes a lifetime to build a good reputation, and a minute to ruin it.”  

“More sage advice from Mother Spice I presume?”  

“Something like that, but they are words to live by.”  

“Seems like a lot of pressure to put on yourself at any one given time.”  

“You would know about that wouldn’t you?”

And in that one moment she didn't realize how close she had hit to the vest.  At least, he thought she didn’t.  She saw the look on his face, and lightened the mood.

“But isn’t that how diamonds are made Liam? And I think we’re both diamonds,  I’m more the ‘in the rough’ type.

 You’re the more obvious sparkling type.”

“I beg to differ, Bebe.  You sparkle.”

Bebe could quickly deflect the conversation from herself back to someone else, almost flawlessly. He stood, holding his hand out to her.  

“You were right.  We are going to be late.”  

“What!?!?!”

“It’s time to go shopping. I set us a few appointments.”

With Liam, she was now heading into stores, she never thought she would ever be shopping at in her life.  

“Are you trying to give me my own Cinderella story here?”  

Liam chuckled.  “Are you trying to call me  your fairy godmother?  That’s a new one.”

Liam had already picked up a few things for Bebe to try on, and even though she was not paying, she looked at the price tags.  One dress was almost her portion of the rent she shared with her roommate Riley in their apartment that wasn’t even on the decent side of town.  

“Don’t worry about that  Bebe.  I can afford anything here that gives you the Mrs. Forbes look.”  

“So what would that look like exactly?”

Liam thought for a second.

“Corporate America Chic meets trophy wife.”

"Seriously?"

"I mean it's not like you can't pull that look off." Liam commented with a wink.

The saleswoman laughed looking at the two of them.

"I’m sure we have plenty of items that fit that bill. At least he's being honest with you. How long have the two of you been married?"

Liam looked at his watch.

"We have been enjoying marital bliss for nineteen magical hours so far."

Bebe pulled Liam’s arm closer to her, to closely inspect his watch.

"Nineteen hours and thirty eight minutes  to be exact my darling, but who's keeping track?  Not me Honey!!!”

Liam’s smile widened.  

The saleswoman picked out even more outfits for Bebe that were  professional and had a hint of saucy sex appeal.  

Bebe was staring at the form fitting royal blue dress on the hanger.  

“I don’t think this one is going to go.”

“No it’s going, you got to trust me on it.”

“Carmen, I feel like since we have spent this time together this afternoon, and  you’ve legit dressed every part of me at this point we can call each other by our first names.  Carmen, that itty bitty dress isn’t going to fit on this body.”

“Bebe you’re going to have to trust me, it will, and hubby’s eyes are going to fall out his head when he sees this one on you. This one screams trophy wife.”

She smiled.  “This one, he picked special for you.”    

“Okay…..I’m trusting you.”  

Liam had picked out a few special pieces that Mrs. Forbes would be wearing, in a very special fashion show for him later that evening.  He heard commotion in the dressing room,  and Bebe cackling with laughter.

Liam raised an eyebrow, as now his interest had been piqued, when he heard the saleswoman giggling too..  

“Are you ladies okay in there?  Do you require assistance?”  

“We’re fine.” Both women finally assured him.

“Well in that case,  I have one more thing  for you to try on Bebe with that dress.” 

A box slid under the door.  

“Every Cinderella needs her shoes.”

Carmen opened the box and gasped.  

“You better hold on tight to him!  He got you the Jimmy Choo Alia pumps.”

The shoes were nothing less than Cinderella worthy which made Bebe wonder, that Liam was so intent in spoiling her in this moment to give them the appearance of a happily married couple, why couldn’t he just have this on his own?  Why did he have to ‘buy’ it?  He seemed like a nice enough guy.  But she was single too.  Dating  in the city proved to be very difficult at times.  

Especially when men found out you had a job as an escort.  They all assumed that being an escort  always meant a “happy ending.”  That was not always the case.  Some men Bebe had been around, truly did only want companionship.  And some, of course some were dogs.  Liam seemed like the one that truly did want companionship, but just hadn’t been exactly lucky at love.  

“Told you it would go.”  

“But breathing is optional apparently.”  

“You won’t be wearing that dress long.  Trust me.”  

Bebe walked out of the dressing room. Liam was staring down at his phone until he heard the clicks of the heels approaching him.

  Liam glanced up, his eyes widening traveling up her body.  

His eyes stopped when they met hers.

“So it’s a no right?”  Not feeling this one? Me neither, I’ll just go....”  

Liam grabbed her arm and she started laughing.

“It’s a hell yes!  It’s a she’s wearing that out of here.  We’re ready to check out right  now.”  

“Okay! Let me go and change.”  

“Did I stutter Woman!?!?!  You’re wearing that out of here, we’re leaving now.”

“Guess he likes it.”  

In a matter of minutes they were headed to Liam’s vehicle back to his place. The way he looked at her, and the way his hand gently caressed her thigh as he drove back to his apartment, Bebe had a decision to make.  They could barely keep their hands off each other as they rode the elevator to his penthouse apartment.  

Her decision was yes.  They were two consenting adults, hell they were married for that matter.  Well maybe not married, but she did have a ring.

“One request Mrs. Forbes?”

“Yes Mr. Forbes?”

“Cinderella should keep her shoes  on for now.”

Bebe winked.   “I can do that.  One request for you Mr. Forbes?”

Liam raised an eyebrow. “Yes Mrs. Forbes?”

“Bite me.”  

Liam licked his lips.  “If you Insist.”  

#bebepac writes #choices fanfiction #play choices #choices fic writers creations #choices september challenge #choices prompt #bebe x liam #liam rys #trr liam #cinammon spice

[lilyrennifer]

Use as many as you want!

Please check out my INFORMATION page before requesting.

Please specify who says which prompt.

More detail the better. Example:

Yongseung VeriVery × Reader

Non Idol AU Party AU

Enemies to lovers

Dom Yongseung

Sub Reader

41 and 43 Reader

42, 48 and 49 Yongseung

Prompts

1- "Good morning (insert pet-name/name)."

2- "Come here (insert pet-name/name)."

3- "Get on your knees (insert pet-name/name)."

4- “Spread your legs, (insert pet-name/name)."

5- "Sit on my cock, (insert pet-name/name). I need to feel you."

6- "Go on (insert pet-name/name) mark me. I want everyone to see."

7- "Why are you crying (insert pet-name/name)?"

8- "Sh, it's ok (insert pet-name/name)."

9- "Really? Because your pussy/cock is saying something different, (insert pet-name/name)."

10- "Relax (insert pet-name/name)."

11-"Shit! Stop clenching, (insert pet-name/name). You're tight enough as it is."

12- "Fuck, you're so tight (insert pet-name/name)!"

13- "You look so pretty with my dick/strap on inside you, (insert pet-name/name)."

14-"Come on (insert pet-name/name), scream my name when you come."

15- "Where do you want me to come (insert pet-name/name)?"

16- "Open your mouth for me (insert pet-name/name)."

17- "Wider, (insert pet-name/name). You can do it."

18- "Just relax (insert pet-name/name), we are/l am going to make you ours/mine tonight."

19- "You're doing so well (insert pet-name/name). Just a little more."

20- "Don't fucking stop, (insert pet-name/name)!"

21- "Where do you want to be touched, (insert pet-name/name)?"

22- "Has anyone ever touched you down there/here before (insert pet-name/name)?"

23- "Touch yourself for me/us, (insert pet-name/name)."

24- "Be a good girl/boy and suck my cock/strap on (insert pet-name/name)."

25- "Fuck! Your tongue feels so good on me, (insert pet-name/name)."

26- "Don't speak with your mouth full, (insert pet-name/name)."

27- "Come on (insert pet-name/name), ride my thigh."

28- "It's ok (insert pet-name/name), I'll/we’ll talk you through it. Take your time."

29- "Little faster, (insert pet-name/name). We don't have much time."

30- "Got to hurry (insert pet-name/name), your parents will be back any minute.

31- "Your not in trouble (insert pet-name/name)."

32- "This is a punishment (insert pet-name/name), your not supposed to enjoy it."

33- "I'm gonna turn your ass red (insert pet-name/name)."

34- "Can you keep going (insert pet-name/name)?"

"Yes/No."

35- "You deserve a reward/punishment (insert pet-name/name)."

36- "Don't worry (insert pet-name/name), l'll/ we'll take care of you. I Promise."

37- "Ah, is my (insert pet-name/name) crying cause my cock/strap on makes you feel that good?"

38- "You think she/he moans as pretty as she/he sings?"

39- "Good girl/boy.... Just like that.

40- "Are you trying to piss me off?"

41- "I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth!”

42- "Don't act like you haven't wanted to fuck me all this time."

43- "Bite me!"

44- "Fuck! Can't you just do as you're told for once?!"

45- "You’re not as hot as you think you are."

46- "Fuck you!"

47- "God I'm so horny! I swear the next person that walks through that door, I'm going to fuck!"

48- "We might get caught. Does that turn you on?"

49- "Keep your voice down - there's still a party outside."

50- "If you think being in public is going to stop me, you're sorely mistaken, sweetheart."

51- "Maybe we take this somewhere more private? I'm not averse to an audience but I doubt you'll want everyone to see how badly I'm about to blow your fucking back out."

52- "But there's people-"

"I don't care. Let them watch."

53- "You sound even prettier than I imagined you would."

54- "God l've never wanted to fuck anyone this badly before!"

55- "You can sit on my lap until I'm done working."

56- "What are you wearing?"

57- "Is that my shirt?"

58- "Clothes. Off. Now."

59- "Are you seriously trying to make me jealous?"

60- "I’m sorry."

61- "You started it. Now I get to finish it."

62- "You better be naked when I get back."

63- "Beg for it."

64- "Stay still."

65- "On your knees, now!"

66- "I'm going to spank you now."

67- "I love it when you cry."

68- "Which do you prefer, fingers or mouth?"

69- "You look so pretty with my fingers stuffed inside of you."

70- "You know how many times l've imagined your lips around my cock?"

71- "Swallow. All of it."

72- "God, you have no idea how long l've wanted this!"

73- "God, you're so warm! Feels so good!"

74- "Look at you, all spread open for me."

75- "Well? Don't make me wait."

76- "Did I tell you to stop?"

77- "Can you take another one?"

78- "I've barely touched you and you're already dripping. What a little slut."

79- "Bet you can't come without making a sound."

80- "I want you to fucking scream my name when you come!"

81- "Don't even think about cumming yet."

82- "If you want to cum, then you're gonna have to beg."

83- "Go on, one more time. I know you can do it."

84- "Bet everyone would get a kick out of how desperate a little cockslut you are."

85- "Look at you taking it from both ends at the same time. What a good girl."

86- "And everyone thought you where so innocent."

87- "Is there a reason you're in my bed?"

88- "You're being shy now? Really?"

89- "This will be our little secret. Okay?"

90- "So, I hear you're into pain?"

91- "You've been a bad girl tonight. I think you need a punishment. Turn around and bend over."

92- "Damn right your in trouble."

93- "I'm gonna beat your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for a week."

94- "I love seeing my marks all over you."

95- "Your eyes always glaze over when you cum."

96- "You better not touch yourself while I'm gone."

97- "Round two?"

98- "You think I give a shit that other people want you? I'm the one that gets to have you."

99- "Whatever you do, don't turn around."

100- "I saw you naked once. And now I can't stop thinking about how beautiful you looked."

101- "Be a good girl/boy and swallow for me."

102- "Don't stop on my/our account."

103- "Can we/l touch you?"

104- "Mind if I/we join?"

105- "She's/He's/Your mine!"

106- "You've been a very bad/good girl/ boy."

107- "Spread your legs for Noona/Daddy, I want to see you."

108- "Do you trust me?"

109- "Shit! Are you crying?"

110- "Can I kiss you?"

111- "You look adorable like that."

112- "You shouldn't be alone right now. I'm staying."

113- "I'm gonna fuck you so good you'll forget all about that bastard."

114- “You want to kiss me so hard right now, don't you?"

115- "I know you think about me when you're alone."

116- "Sit on my lap and maybe you'll find out."

117- "I've thought of nothing other than the way you'd feel wrapped around my cock."

118- "If you do that one more time, I don't think I’ll be able to control myself."

119- "Bite your lip one more time and we are gonna have a serious fucking problem."

120- "You talk too damn much. How about we use your mouth for something better?"

121- "Like what you see?"

122- "You can suck it, if you want."

123- "Look at you, so needy for my cock."

124- "Shut your god damn mouth before I shut it for you!"

125- "Talk over me one more time and I'II shut that pretty mouth of yours up."

126- "You better watch your fucking mouth or I will take you right here, right now."

127- "I told you to stay quiet didn't I?!"

128- "Don't look at me like that!"

129- "Come here. Now!"

130- "Don't make me stop this car! Cause I swear to god, if you do, you'll fucking regret it."

131- "You deserve this."

132- "I am only hard on you because I love you."

133- "Ugh, god! You make me crazy!"

134- "God, l'm so fucking obsessed with you!"

135- "You look so good with my hand around your throat."

136- "Give in to me."

137- "Choose me."

138- "Kiss me, like you mean it."

139- "I never want to be without you again."

140- "You belonged to me/us way before I/ we ever made you mine/ours."

141- "I don't want anyone else but you."

142- "If I can't have you, no one can!"

143- "This is wrong. You know it's wrong."

144- "This my first time."

145- "That feels good.."

146- "Your fingers feel so good..."

147- "Please, use me."

148- "Don't be gentle."

150- "Let me repay you. Please."

151- "Please Noona/Daddy I need to touch you."

152- "Touch me. Please."

153- "Please stop teasing me!"

154- "Please, just touch me already!"

155- "Please, let me come!"

156- "Please don't stop!"

157- "I can't take it anymore please stop!"

158- "Please, hold me closer."

159- "Please, hold me."

160- "Stay close."

161- "Hold my hand."

162- "Just take me home, please."

163- "I feel safe when you're here."

164- "When I wake up, you're still going to be here. Right?"

165- "It hurts!"

166- "I love you."

167- "I hate you."

168- "Louder!"

169- "Harder!"

170- "Faster!"

171- "Please come inside me."

172- "Of course I still love you, why would you even ask me that?"

173- "I love everything about you."

174- "I hate everything about you."

175- "Are you flirting with me right now?"

176- "Is this okay?"

177- "There's only one bed."

178- "Are you awake?"

179- "Is that gonna fit?"

"I'll make it fit."

180- "You used to have feelings for me. Admit it."

181- "I know you've had a crush on me forever."

182- "Okay, maybe I have a crush on you! So what?!"

183- "I can't hide it anymore. I have to tell you how I feel!"

184- "Jealous much?"

185- "I missed the train, can I stay with you?"

186- "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

187- "Tell me, (insert pet name/name) do you like making me mad?"

188- "You will do as I say!"

189- "The more I look at you the more I wanna hurt you. Why is that?"

190- "You’re flinching like I hit you already today."

191- "It’s rather cute you think I care for any complaints you give."

192- "You’ll come around sooner than you think."

193- "Give up trying to escape. I will find you each and every time."

194- "You liked it, didn't you?"

195- "If you're really sorry, kiss me."

196- "Crying won't help you."

197- "I know your body better than you think."

198- "Denying me will only hurt you in the long run."

199- "See? The more you obey, the more freedom/rewards you get."

Some prompts inspired by @jl-micasea-fics prompt list.

#cravity #ateez #kpop #veryveri #female reader x idol #TrendZ #sf9 #victon #B.I #Woodz #Omega x #&team #enhypen #stray kids #WEi #Just B #Drippin #sub idol #EXO #x reader #reader insert #nct 127 #nct dream #WayV #txt #tomorrow x together #dom reader #sub reader #dom idol #smut prompts

[onceuponadreamgirl]

TWs below the cut: medication, pet death, suicide, blades, knives

This is here for anyone who needs it (but really every word is for @blackllghtburns). This gets really heavy so I would judge carefully when to read it.

Losing my dog Beau to cancer in 2017 was a huge blow but it wasn't the worst time in my life. I can say that confidently now. I was grieving and depressed but it wasn't the worst time in my life.

I can tell this story now, with the benefit of hindsight and years of therapy and perspective. It doesn't hurt anymore. I mean it will always hurt the girl I was but I'm not her anymore. I don't know if that makes sense. If you're here for sense you've come to the wrong girl.

When I was 19 I got an apartment with a friend off campus. I was attending a good university maybe 60-90 minutes away from my parents' (depending on traffic, it is SoCal, after all). I was so happy and I was so excited. Long story less long, she turned out not to be a nice person and had isolated me from all my other friends at school, basically with a mentality of "pick them or me." She was Charismatic™ in that scary way. It was kind of cult-ish the way she demanded loyalty.

Anyway so I was living with this massive bitch several miles off campus I didn't drive or have a car (there was a shuttle that went from near our apartment to the school) and she started to freeze me out. After I had chosen her over all my other friends. She wouldn't speak to me. If there was apartment stuff, she would email me. We shared an apartment and she wouldn't talk to me. I stopped going to class, I stopped leaving the apartment, I stopped showering and getting dressed. I was on medication for depression and had been for a few years but at the time I wasn't really happy with that (I felt, and to their detriment my parents at the time had fueled this concept, that I shouldn't be "relying" on medication) and would often skip my meds. I wasn't drinking or doing drugs but I was so depressed I would black out. Not fall asleep, like once I found myself holding a knife in the bathroom and I don't remember getting it. Scary, scary shit.

I dropped out of school which was a big deal because my entire life had been preparing me to go to college. I disappointed my parents. For the first time in my life, my parents were PROPERLY disappointed in me. I honestly believe if I hadn't dropped out I would have killed myself. It was just a matter of time.

Once I moved back home, I went off of medication completely (under doctor supervision). I played TS2 A LOT. I slept on the floor of my parents' room in a sleeping bag because my mom didn't want me left alone. I'll be honest, I don't have a lot of memories from that time. Depression that severe does that, you know? I barely left the house but I remember around Christmas (I dropped out in October) going to Hollywood Video with my mom (I feel so old right now). She begged me to go out of the house and I relented. I remember I was standing outside of the store and it was a clear night and I could see more stars than usual (which still isn't a lot, #SoCal). And I felt...empty. Inhuman. Like I wasn't real. And then I had my first panic attack.

ANYWAY, years passed, I went back on a DIFFERENT medication, started therapy, went back to a DIFFERENT school, graduated, etc. In short (ha! this is so long) I GOT BETTER. I changed. I grew. I became someone else. All that stuff I reblog about grief, that's about Beau, but it's also about grieving for my younger self and all she went through. This is the worst thing that ever happened to me but there's a LOT more that I've been through. I was bullied, other stuff I don't want to get into in a public forum, but yeah. My point is (and I'm so sorry this has been so long winded) is that THINGS CHANGE. TIMES END. NEW STUFF BEGINS. I made some great friends, lost some great friends, went on a life changing vacation to London, did SDCC a few times, made some memories. Despite my depression and anxiety and my losses, my life is one worth living now. And yours can be too. Not to be go all girlboss on you but what's meant for you will find you. Things will turn out okay. Your story doesn't end here.

#personal #see trigger warnings above

[choppedupnotkilled]

I tried pairing my first favorite character (Audrey Fulquard) and my second favorite character (Anybodys) together as a joke and realized almost immediately that the ship actually works insanely well. Audrey could easily fall for a different person in Seymour's place if he passed the incredibly low bar of not abusing her like her string of dickweed partners have. I think of her as technically having the type/standards associated with the stereotypical 1950s protector and provider figure guy but also having her bar set so low that all a guy would have to do to seem like he fits that archetype to a t to her is, like, hold the door open for her (if she hasn't already fallen for someone of course), and this helps to explain the very interesting situation in canon where she wants to live a traditional 50s life but is in love with a guy who would be judged as weak and effeminate by those standards and realistically would not have a place in that type of culture even if he didn't come from poverty.

Anybodys is extremely enthused about fighting for those he cares about and is at least a decent fighter (in the 1961 West Side Story), so he quite literally can and would be incredibly willing to protect her, which means that he kind of is partially her type in a weird way. On his side of things, he is incredibly desperate for any kind of positive social relationships and would practically be willing to die for her after she smiled at him once, considering that he puts himself in extreme danger of either getting arrested or killed for his friend Tony like four separate times and literally begged Riff to allow him to put himself on the line for the Jets (who obviously don't even like him besides Ice.) Plus they would be T4T, which is always nice. In my personal headcanons Audrey essentially has internalized transphobia resulting from thinking that transness is something that's wrong with her and her alone that means she's sick in the head and Anybodys has internalized transphobia resulting from thinking that literally every person who was assigned female at birth desperately wants to be a man more than anything else like he does, so these incredibly different perspectives would be interesting together, and they could help each other work through their issues. (Also the timeline works better than you would think it does because West Side Story takes place in the mid 50s and Little Shop takes place in the early 60s, so they should be around the same age, not that minor x adult ships are bad but Audrey would never do that. Plus if you make the Skid Row of Little Shop East 125th Street, with West Side Story taking place in San Juan Hill, the two stories can take place roughly a 20 minute car ride away from each other.)

I now have a theory that pairings between a person's first and second favorite character are more likely to be good than random crackships because there tend to be commonalities in a person's favorite characters, so I guess let me know in the tags or comments what this ship is for you and what you think of it.

#proship #proshipper safe #lsoh #little shop of horrors #wss #west side story #audrey lsoh #anybodys #anybodys west side story #t4t #st4t #transhet #anyway my fanfic West Side of Horrors on AO3 and fanfiction.net is about this ship #I've been thinking about it nonstop since I coined it #technically I also coined Audrey x Ice but I've decided to not go that route for West Side of Horrors #it's still a decent ship I think I'm just not feeling it for the fic anymore #personal post

[dead-rabbit-comics]

washed and finished. this is the main bit in twill and the main reason i was weaving this piece. bottom left is fresh off the loom, all other pictures are of the finished cloth.

originally the goal was to weave a pattern sampler, both to see what i can do with my table loom both in terms of weave structures and with two colours. i also just wanted to plan and weave a fabric that felt right from a yarn i liked. i then remembered i didn't like the feeling of weaving on the table loom, sold it and readjusted the plans for my floor loom.

augh, it's so special to me for so many reasons so i want to put something here. this is a milestone. i'm just going to list up the most important bits for future reference as briefly as possible :)

specs:

started planning 3.11.2021 finished 9.1.2023 warp length 8m, prepared in 3 parts 8 ends per cm, 378 ends total 7 colour sequences in both warp and weft per weave structure 4 plain weave variations, 7 twills in the main bit plus some extra experimentation based on a book** as well as a tiny double weave bit 52 picks per colour sequence for the plain weave, 48 for the twills so 539 squares (rectangles really) in total and no two the same! (343 twill, 196 plain weave) mostly listing this because those are some nice numbers c:

first time:

winding a warp with this many ends

planning for a structurally sound fabric based on a specific yarn

beaming a warp on my floor loom

keeping notes this complete and updating them when i changed things

planning and mapping out a draft using weavepoint demo version

using floating selvages (poorly)

weaving twills on the floor loom*

learned:

*yes, you can weave unbalanced twills on an old-school counter-balance loom. no, you probably don't want to. balanced twills however 👌 no problem

keeping a roll of paper on the weaving to take notes is inconvenient but comes in handy when you need to vent your frustration. i probably won't bother again except for when sampling though.

measuring instead of counting threads to know when to switch = golden

switching colour sequence mid weave pattern and keeping the weave pattern going is a no-no i will never plan for this again, i don't care if it disrupts the order of things, change the plan, don't do it, it is so unbelievably annoying, please

also maybe scale it down next time? or don't. but uh, it was a lot of firsts on a fairly long warp, changing something every ten minutes of weaving. maybe next time try being more compassionate with future self.

in case i do another pattern sampler, i'd add a third color to border and define the different areas in both warp and weft. i will not make it 8 meters long.

**the book is amazing. however, i only understand what she was writing about when/after weaving it, so i have no choice but to work through anything i want to learn

mis-matching the beat of colour sequence and weave sequence is both irritating and fun. what i mean by this is e.g. having a colour repeat of four steps and a weave repeat of six.

loom is set-up for finer yarns, because the beautiful heddles are fixed on the shafts, you need to put some thought and effort into spacing out the warp.

mistakes/issues:

the weavepoint demo version only letting you save as jpeg is fucking frustrating but understandable since their 60 day free trial period turned out to be a forever free trial period

selvages are a complete mess

the beginning is very slanted, must've had major tension issues without noticing

sides still bubbling up, despite best efforts

just. resist. the temptation of overfilling your fucking bobbins i beg you. resist! (set up a permanent bobbin winding station)

ropes holding peitschenstäbe cut into beams - should switch to cloth

need to make/find a glossary for german, swiss-german, french and english translations of weaving terms

should've weighed yarn cones in beginning and now so i could get an estimate of what's doable with the rest. oh well.

wind warp in even number of sections next time to make beaming easier

also (this is embarrassing) the raddle opens you fool.

so far so good!

#weaving #pattern sampler #so glad it is done #hahaha #what next???????????????????????? #moving :((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((