#I have this whole entire thing recorded on my phone and it makes me so happy

[moonlightndaydreams]

What do you think Dom Channie's favorite things to do to you are (w a fem y/n) if he was given a choice to do whatever?

This is not an exhaustive list. The more I thought about it, the more ideas would come. I had to rein it in.

MDNI // SMUT

Video you masturbating in front of him. He’ll direct you to sit on his bed, leaning on his headboard. He keeps you dressed in your little black skirt and long socks. “That’s it babygirl. Open your legs for me.” He licks his lip as he hits record on his phone. He sits in his computer chair, pumping his cock with his free hand. “Now, pull your panties to the side. Show daddy your pretty little pussy… that’s it…just like that.” He’ll record you playing with yourself. Then he’ll do another of his favourite things…

Edge you. He stops you from playing with yourself once you’re close to climax, so he can climb on top of you, and push his fat cock into your tightness. He likes to squeeze inside you when you’re on the verge of coming because you’re so wet, swollen and engorged. You suck him in and grip him tight. He continues to video you, focusing now on your face now so he can capture your flushed cheeks and pornographic moans. “Such a good fucking girl. Who’s my pretty little personal porn star…hmm?”, “I should show this to the boys… they’ll probably fuck into their hands watching you.”

Finger fuck you in public. You’re only allowed to wear skirts and dresses so he has access to your pussy whenever he needs to feel you. He’s known to get you to spread your legs in the passenger seat of his car so he can slip his fingers into you while he drives. Too bad if you’re stopped next to a bus at traffic lights, because he’s not going to stop. He’ll wind the window down so if someone looks down from the window of the bus they’ll see it all. At the club he’ll get you to sit on his lap and finger fuck you the entire time. “You’re not going anywhere, babygirl. Not until you cream on my fingers”. Same at the movies. Your parents house at the dinner table. On a flight. On a train. Anywhere really.

Fuck you in department store changing rooms. He’s a sick fuck. He gets you to sample a perfume from the perfume section, then choose a pretty bra or skimpy outfit to try on… then he’ll slip into the change room and fuck you dumb against the mirror. “Listen to how wet you are…the people in the next cubicle know you’re being fucked like you’re a little cockslut.” If there’s a bench or seat in there he’ll get you to ride him. Of course the phone comes out to video you, propping it up in the corner and capturing you riding him. Then, when his done he gets you to return the clothes to the staff member manning the change rooms, knowing they heard the whole thing.

Adorns you with a ball gag and collar when he wants to fuck your ass. With your face pushed into the mattress, he takes his time to prep you properly. Then he fucks you from behind, spanking your ass hard with his hand as pounds into you. With your mouth gagged you can’t tell him to stop, and he won’t stop until he’s good and ready and you have tears streaming down your face.

Fuck your pussy no prep. As much as he loves to fuck you after he’s edged you, he also loves to bend you over the back of the couch, or table, or up against a wall, and push his cock into your cunt without much warning. He loves it because you love it. Your cunt feels so tight as your walls try to accommodate him. Turns out you love a bit of pain. And it turns him on hearing you struggle to take it. “Naww…It hurts doesn’t it, babygirl?” He’ll say as he continues to push further into you. You cry out of from the sting. You cry out because he pushes against your cervix. It’s like he’s not going to fit. But he makes it fit. All it takes is two thrusts and you’re soaking wet and then he can really fuck you hard. “Such a sick little girl, loves it when daddy hurts her.”

@channieandhisgoonsquad @noellllslut @chansbabyg @kangnina

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#bangchan smut #bangchan hard thoughts #chan skz smut #chan smut #bang chan hard thoughts #Skz smut #Sorsha is asked

[humaforever]

Hi, yes, these right here, these are the cutest humans

#sea three #Villains night #I have this whole entire thing recorded on my phone and it makes me so happy #you literally can't find it anywhere else #literal gold #cuties #Harry Hook #uma #Gil #thomas doherty #china anne mcclain #dylan playfair

[moonbeamwritings]

“Nanamiiiinn,” Gojo croons, dragging out the end of that stupid nickname with a knowing smirk. Nanami heaves a sigh at the sound. It's tolerable enough coming from Itadori, sure, but it's insufferable when Nanami knows Gojo is using it to goad him on.

“I didn’t take you for that kind of guy,” Gojo continues when Nanami doesn't answer. He bends at the waist to speak into Nanami’s ear, a hand curling around the back of his chair to trap him in the seat. “Comin’ into work with lipstick smeared all over your face.”

Nanami can't help but roll his eyes. "Ha ha. I'm not whipping out my phone just so you'll say 'HA! Made you look!'" Gojo's attempted the same juvenile prank one too many times for Nanami to have any sort of faith in this new line of teasing.

"Oh?" Gojo's stepped around the table to drop into the seat across from him, a smirk evident on his features. "Don't believe me, huh?"

Before Nanami can stop him, Gojo is pulling out his phone and taking a picture with an audible click. Smugly, he turns the screen so Nanami can see for himself.

The photo reveals a shiny pink smudge across the high point of his cheek and dotted on the corner of his lips. Nanami's nose wasn't spared in the onslaught either it seems, one mark crossing the bridge while the other is perfectly placed on the tip.

"It's a good look for you!" Gojo assures him, smiling down at the photo. "It's not every day I get to see you look so..." He thinks for a moment. "Soft."

Nanami rolls his eyes, again, and rubs the pad of his thumb at the corner of his mouth. "You're insufferable."

Gojo's mouth is agape. "I won't take credit for such a masterpiece, Nanamin. You know me better than that!" The comment seems to spark something in the other sorcerer's mind, and Nanami does not like the look that crosses his face. Not one bit. "But I have my suspicions as to who our little lipstick owner may be."

When Gojo starts marking the possible suspects by counting on his fingers, Nanami decides to quit while he's ahead and see himself out, his quiet time thoroughly ruined. He moves to stand, but Kugisaki and Itadori enter the room before he can get too far.

The teens greet the pair, and Nanami has one foot out the door when Kugisaki's eyes narrow in on him. He feels stuck beneath it, like he's suddenly trapped in quicksand.

She gestures to his nose. "You've got something there." A pause. "And there."

"I'm aware, thank you."

"Is it-" Itadori leans closer to inspect the situation, too. This is nightmarish, Nanami thinks, embarrassed at being so scrutinized. "Is it lipstick?"

Gojo's response is snide. Immediate. "It is."

Nanami shoots him a glare over Kugisaki's shoulder. Oh, if looks could kill.

"I've seen this shade before." Kugisaki says, fixing Itadori with a puzzled expression. "Do you think it's-"

The whole interaction is innocent, Nanami knows. The teens aren't trying to rake him over the coals. They're not intending to prolong his suffering. But with every second of debate, Gojo's grin only grows, the answer to the mystery coming closer and closer to his grasp.

Kugisaki's face alights with excitement when she finally puts a face and name to her thought. "Oh, I know!"

Oh no.

Your name falls from Kugisaki's lips as if in slow motion. Every letter, every agonizing second drawn out in near comedic fashion.

The look on Nanami's face must give him away because Gojo is up out of his chair in record time, an accusatory finger pointing in his direction. "I knew it! I knew you two were a thing!"

Nanami ignores the display entirely, nodding politely at the students. "Have a nice afternoon, you two."

He retreats down the hallway to the echoing sounds of Gojo's elation, making his way towards the nearest bathroom to rid himself of the pink marks. Nanami had noticed your lipstick this morning, had even complimented it, and he was clearly so wrapped up in your kisses that he hadn't thought to check for any evidence of them as he made his way out the door.

You're partially to blame, Nanami decides as his phone starts to vibrate with messages from you – no doubt having already seen the picture Gojo took. You could've, should've, warned him before he left the apartment looking like this.

He reluctantly opens his phone to half a dozen texts from you, ranging from telling him how funny it all was to how cute he looked with little kiss marks all over his face.

This is all your fault.

The three dots pop up, and then: You weren't complaining this morning!

He wasn't, that much he can't deny. Nanami would've stood there all morning accepting kisses if you'd let him.

My reputation is ruined.

It adds to your charm!

Nanami starts to remove the lipstick as best he can, but he knows it won't make much difference. Gojo will still tease him for it, and you'll still pepper his face with kisses every time you see him — lipstick or not.

#leave the old man be #nanami x reader #nanami imagine #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento imagine #jjk x reader #jjk imagine #jjk fluff #nanami fluff

[rhaenella]

CL16 | Is It Over Now? | pt.7

pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader

genre: social media au

summary: you and charles have been everyone's fave couple on the grid, but when you somewhat unexpectedly break up, you turn to songwriting to cope with the pain

face claim: léon

a/n: the finale... once again, all songs mentioned are either by taylor swift or léon. happy reading x

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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6

masterlist

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y/n: End & New Beginnings. ONE WEEK.

✨Is It Over Now?~Say Don’t Go~Bigger Than The Whole Sky~You’re Losing Me~Now That We Don’t Talk~Pretty Boy✨

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user55: y/n’s latest masterpiece is incoming!!

user56: YES GIRL LETS GO

user57: omg finally 😱

user58: can’t fucking wait 💛

user59: babe are you realizing you’re releasing on friday the 13th 💀

user56: y/n is like “i’ve conquered all this year’s bad luck already, no one can stop me”

6 October

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y/n: It feels like it’s been a long time coming and now it’s here, my new EP ‘End & New Beginnings’ 🤍 Been a few sleepless nights making this to be honest. Ups and downs like always. But now I’m just so happy to let go of it and let you have it, and hopefully you’ll embrace it and make it yours. 

To the incredible people who’ve been a part of this record, THANK YOU! Couldn’t have done it without you… 

Here’s to the end & new beginnings 🕊️

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taylorswift: Perfection 🥰✨🎼😍💋

y/n: ❤️❤️❤️

danielricciardo: ART.

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lilymhe: Beautiful work sweetie, I can’t with how talented you are 🥹 You made me cry the entire 23 mins (and then again cuz it was on repeat)

y/n: Awww, thank you love 🥰 and I’m sorryyyy 🙊

alex_albon: It’s so so good! I didn’t cry tho…

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yourbestfriend: You’ve outdone yourself once again, darling, love you

y/n: I love you more baby

user60: as someone who’s just gone through a terrible breakup too, i cannot express how comforting it is to hear these songs and realize i’m not alone

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13 October

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You let your phone drop to the bathroom counter, blinking slowly, unable to fathom the conversation that had just taken place. Had he really just said those things? Scrolling through the texts confirmed that yes, he had indeed. The bastard.

Charles had always been the jealous type. But attacking you like that when he had been the one to… It was absolutely ridiculous. Apparently he still couldn’t—or wouldn’t—grasp the depths of how much he had actually hurt you.

You’d loved him with all of your heart. Until he had ripped it out and hurled it to the floor, letting it shatter into a million tiny pieces. Yet, even then, you would’ve forgiven him. If only he’d apologised. If only he’d shown true remorse. But he hadn’t. And so you’d been forced to walk the path of mending your own heart, and move on with your life.

Perhaps a small part of you had hoped that he could be happy for you. That somehow, even after everything, you would be able to greet each other normally—that you could coexist peacefully. But as his texts just now had demonstrated, that wasn’t going to happen. Not right now. And definitely not next week in Texas. You sighed. It would’ve been too good to be true, anyway. Especially considering who you were currently seeing…

A light knock sounded at the door, startling you out of those thoughts. 

“Are you almost ready to go, darling?” a male voice asked, soft.

Right. Dinner. Celebrations. 

You had been in the midst of applying the finishing touches to your makeup and outfit before Charles had interrupted, quite literally shocking you to the core when his name had appeared on your lock screen. He’d been the last person you’d expected to hear from today.

You swallowed the bitter taste that Charles’ texts had managed to leave behind. He wasn’t worth it, you repeated to yourself. You weren’t going to let his shenanigans ruin a perfect night—a perfect date. You ran a hand through your hair and readjusted the necklace around your neck when the bathroom door creaked open behind you. 

Looking up, your eyes met your handsome, new boyfriend’s through the mirror. He was smiling, eyebrows raised in silent question, ever patient as he waited for you to finish up. You felt your pulse quicken at the sight of him, dressed to perfection in a dark suit, hair neatly tousled.

As always, his presence was able to reassure you within the blink of an eye, the tense muscles in your neck and shoulders relaxing as you gladly let all of your complex emotions fall away.

“Yes,” you nodded, a genuine smile spreading across your lips. “I’m ready.”

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THE END

but who is she with? well, there’s a little (and not so subtle) easter egg that refers back to the beginning of part 6 that will confirm certain things… have you spotted it?

thank you everyone for coming along on this ride! it’s been a hell of a lot of fun writing and creating this story 🥰 my apologies to all the y/n x charles shippers out there, but as our songbird said: here’s to the end and new beginnings…

Now, if you'd like, please cast your votes below :)

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[stargirlrchive]

This is Simon and his daughter when she wants to do dance and has one of those recitals where the child’s parent dances with them. He gladly walks up there with his little princess and does the dance with her. And obviously you would be recording the entire thing to watch over and over.

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRc6C9tc/

this made me ascend out of my body !! and i word-vomited a little

like you’re a little hesitant to bring up to simon that there’s a father-daughter dance because you know it would break his heart if he couldn’t make it. and when you do bring it up, he’s so quiet.

you can see the cogs turning in his brain, the turmoil he’s feeling clear as day in his eyes before he’s blinking and it’s gone. giving you a small nod and mumbling something along the lines of ‘i’ll make it work.’

you don’t hear much about it after that. especially because the week practices are starting he gets deployed. you’ve honestly thought he’s forgotten all about it.

so for father-daughter practice you show up, not wanting to let your little girl feel left out.

weeks of practice go on, and you’ve both gotten the steps down. you’re so happy that your little girl doesn’t seem to be too bummed out that simon won’t be able to make it. she understands, even at such a young age, that dad’s got an important job!

but unexpectedly on week three, little riley’s ballet teacher comes up to you beaming. “i’m glad to hear mr. riley was finally able to get the recordings i sent over.”

and you’re so confused because you have no idea what she’s talking about. you hadn’t been able to speak to simon since a few days after he left. but as she explains that simon had asked her to send over a video of the routine so he could practice while away, your heart warms. tears pooling at your waterline as you give her a watery smile and bid your goodbye.

it’s about half an hour later that you’re both home and you get a facetime call from simon. instantly little riley is reaching for the phone and babbling away over all the things she’s done since he’s been gone.

reluctantly passing you the phone when simon asks to speak to mama. your eyes tracing over his masked face, smiling softly as you remember his hidden features. your heart lurching in your chest because you miss him so terribly.

“so, you’ve been practicing.”

the way he scratches at the back of his neck, you know he’s blushing under the mask. a bright smile blooming on your face as he nods.

“ask’d johnny to stand in h’r place to get the movements right.”

and you can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of your throat, “gaz ‘nd capt’n been giving me pointers, but i’ve got most of it down.”

you sigh softly, just hearing him speak makes your heart thrum in pure happiness. but as your eyes flicker over to your daughter, you feel it plummet.

“m’not gonna tell her you’ve been learning the dance. it’ll get her hopes up and i don’t want her to be disappointed if you can’t make it.”

“i will be there.”

the conviction in his voice causes the sadness swirling in your chest to simmer down because you know he will.

but it’s only the day before the recital that simon gets back home. your daughter clinging to him desperately the whole day.

babbling excitedly about how he’s gonna be home to see her and mama perform. you both decided to let her find out it would be simon dancing with her until she was on stage.

which you are then sitting front row, camera ready and already recording as your little girls brows furrow in confusion as she sees you sitting in the seats. but before she can think too much about it, simon is coming out from the side of the stage, dressed in all black, a black tutu and a simple black balaclava.

the smile on your daughter’s face is the brightest you’ve ever seen and you have to force down the tears that are threatening to fall.

before the music starts you see little riley tugging on his arm, and after simon bends down to hear her, he barks out a laugh. your daughter’s giggles filling the room before the music starts and they start dancing.

her eyes shining brighter and brighter because her dad knew the dance. and caught her anytime her slippery shoes slid a little too much on the stage.

when she’s finally able to get back to you, she’s bolting into your arms. her words jumbled and excited over the fact that she got to dance with her dad, just like all her other little friends.

and when she finally calms down, simon is wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer as he presses a kiss to your temple and you can feel how fucking happy he is.

“what did she tell you before the performance started?”

a warbled noise left his mouth, his eyes full of mirth as he tried so hard not to laugh, “she asked me to not step on her cause mommy always does.”

#i want to give him a baby :( #simon riley #simon riley x reader #call of duty #cod #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #pdfs.

[sunkissed-zegras]

CONSENSUAL recording with Trevor because they’re long distance? 🩶

Thank u i’m a big fan of your work 🩶

✮ 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬, tz¹¹

♡ ─ word count | 500 words (shortest blurb i've ever written LOL)

♡ ─ warnings | NSFW under the cut! read at your own discretion!!! unedited, blowjob, recording (consensual obvi), hair pulling, trevor being a yapper (degradation + praise, you know how it is), swallowing cum, mention of spit and just nasty stuff LMAO.

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♡ ─ ev's notes | okay, after writing this, i think i've realized i may have a thing for recording. okay so.... goodnight....

Your hand was clasped around Trevor's cock as you looked up at him, a big smile on your face. His legs were spread as you knelt in between them, his hard length in your hands as Trevor held his phone up as he recorded you.

"Fuck, baby. You look so good," Trevor's voice was low as he spoke. His other hand grabbed your hair, making you look up at him. "You gonna make me feel good? Huh?"

"Mhm," you answered as you gazed up at him. Trevor slowly pushed your head down so your lips could meet his tip as your lips parted, slowly taking him in your mouth.

He let out a groan at that, pulling on your hair harder as you started to take him. You tried to keep your eyes on him as your eyes watered, Trevor's tip hitting the back of your throat quickly. Trevor's hand was still planted on your head as he pushed down further, making you take more of him.

"Fuck, baby." He slowly made a makeshift ponytail out of your hair, taking complete control of your head. "Such a pretty girl, hmm."

You started bobbing your head up and down his cock, all while trying to keep your eyes locked on him. There was spit going down his cock and your chin, making a mess everywhere but neither of you cared. Every little noise of praise he made, made you take even more of him.

Your vision started to blur as Trevor pushed you further down, keeping you on his cock before pulling you off his cock to get some air as the camera focused on you.

"Such a dirty slut for me, right princess?" Trevor groaned out as he saw the beautiful sight in front of him. You were breathless as you nodded, but before you could completely catch your breath Trevor pulled you back on his cock and you eagerly took him.

"Shit, baby. Keep going, come on, make me cum." Trevor rambled on as he fucked into your mouth, his whole body feeling like it was on fire.

As you kept bobbing your head up and down his cock, Trevor kept his hand right in your hair, effectively using your mouth the way he pleased. He knew this video was gonna come to use, especially when you weren't around to help him out since he lived so far. But he knew it would not even come close to how you really made him feel, your mouth was heavenly compared to his hand.

Your chin was covered in spit and pre-cum as you tried to focus on Trevor, looking up at him the way he liked. Your jaw was aching and your pussy felt warm as he kept fucking your mouth. You felt him twitch in your mouth and you knew he was close.

A few seconds later, you felt him spill his cum into your throat. He kept your mouth on his cock so you could swallow all his cum, all while he let out groans. As he spilled entirely into you, he pulled you off his cock and he breathed heavily. He let your hair fall as he moved away, attempting to wipe all the spit off your face.

He kept the camera on you as breathed heavily. "You did so fucking good, baby." He smiled as he turned the camera off, moving down so he give you a sloppy kiss.

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[wileys-russo]

Blurb idea: surprising lessi with multiple cheek kisses at a time (I just can’t resist that face)

co-dependancy II a.russo

"i'm back!" alessia sung out as she stepped inside and kicked the door closed behind her, almost losing her footing and falling in the process but just catching herself as she let out a shaky exhale of relief.

making a beeline for the kitchen and dumping the bag of shopping on the counter, the blonde frowned as she called out for you again but you still didn't reply.

jogging upstairs alessia smiled as she heard the shower running in your shared en-suite, followed shortly by you belting out a very off tune rendition of young hearts run free.

singing aloud was something you did very commonly, very passionately and very badly, a combination which really worked to balance things out in your favor.

the two of you had first met in a karaoke bar, alessia on a night out with some of her younger national team mates she'd grown up with, and you having stumbled in with your friends on either arm around an hour later (mostly to help keep you stood straight with a belly full of shots)

alessia had been singing her heart out in a private room, but after a particularly painful performance of islands in the stream by tooney and roebuck she excused herself to get another drink, georgia stepping out with her but disappearing to use the toilet.

your head spinning from screaming along to taylor swifts latest offering coupled with the copious amounts of alcohol pumping through you, meant you stepped away from your friends to grab a water, much to their groaning and displeasure at the decision which you simply waved off with an unbothered laugh.

after alessia had ordered she stood back to let you do the same, not paying much attention as she glanced over your shoulder to watch out for georgia.

"so girls, whats our go to songs tonight then?" the barkeep asked you both with a charming grin, handing you a bottle of water and placing alessias drinks on the counter as she politely reached around you to grab them.

"young hearts run free" you'd both answered with a smile, heads whipping toward one another at the shared answer. in that moment she'd blamed it on dehydration, but alessia's mouth had gone dry at the sight of you, piercing green eyes bore into hers as you let out a surprised laugh at the odd coincidence.

your laugh was a melodic sound which would soon become one of alessia's favorite things in the whole entire world, and from then on the story of your love would be one you'd hope to fondly recount to your grandkids one day.

alessia grabbed out her phone and began to record the audio of your shower performance, putting it on her close friends story with a chuckle and making her way back downstairs to put away the shopping.

once that was done she sank deep into the sofa with a tired sigh, her body aching from a long week of training. flicking on the tv and pushing a pillow under her head she clicked from channel to channel with a bored stare.

though before she could settle on anything to watch she heard your footsteps thud gently downstairs, and within a few seconds you'd practically dived on top of her, tucking your head in her neck.

"hi." alessia grinned, arms wrapping tightly around you. "hi, i missed you." you mumbled into the soft tanned skin, feeling the blondes body vibrate softly with laughter underneath you. "i was gone for like thirty minutes!"

"and it was the longest thirty minutes of my life!" you pushed yourself up and stared seriously down at her. "you could have just come with me." alessia chuckled as you tangled your hands in her hair, the girls eyes fluttering closed as your nails scratched softly at her scalp.

"you know i'm beginning to think maybe this is why all our friends take the mick out of us for our codependency issues." you bit down on your bottom lip with a sheepish smile. "i personally don't know what they mean, i only want to be around you every second, every minute, every day of every month." alessia shrugged it off sarcastically as you mockingly nodded along.

a beat of comfortable silence passed between you, both staring adoringly at the other.

alessia let out squeal followed by a loud chime of laughter as you began to attack her face with kisses. "i love you." you paused to grin before peppering each inch of her face with your lips, moving from her forehead to her nose to each of her cheeks before the older blonde's hand came to rest on the back of your head, gently guiding them to meet with her own.

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[gaybitchfx]

✰𝓞. 𝓓𝓪𝔃𝓪𝓲✰

you always go to the parties—★

to pluck the feathers of all the birds

★—on your knees

i would not beg you please -beach house

𝓣𝓦: angst, just pure angst, modern au, spelling errors/grammar mistakes, intentional lowercase

✰ DAZAI who was a well known playboy amongst mainly women, yet someway somehow had gotten you, a man, to fall for him. it was surprising yes, but you didn’t bother telling him due to your fear of rejection so you continued to act friendly towards him as usual. but of course seeing him flirt with other women just made your blood boil. but you couldn’t do anything due to him only liking women so in your eyes you didn’t have a chance. but of course your feelings began to bubble up to the surface making it unbearable so you decided to tell him after encouraging yourself for a bit. “you like me?” dazai asked with a raised brow as he looked at your flushed face as you nodded your head. for just a second you had caught a glimpse of disgust written on his face, but it had to be your imagination…right? “well, i like you too (name). you’re a sweet guy.” he said as he took your hand in his, a smile gracing his lips causing s small hiccup to leave your mouth. “you..do?” you asked him, your words a little breathless due to you being so surprised, you thought he would’ve just rejected you instantly. “of course i do, you make my days better. you even shine as bright as a thousand stars, darling.” he said, his voice soft and alluring as he cupped your cheek making you lean into his touch. oh how happy you were to have the one you loved most accept your feelings. but such happiness has to go one way or another, let it be in the future or present.

✰ DAZAI who started off as overly loving to you began to grow more distant as your relationship progressed. you’d catch him glancing at any women that would walk past, but that’s normal, it’s dazai after all. when you first told him how you didn’t like how he was looking at other people he would just scoff and tell you not to worry about anything and how you were being insecure about yourself. and so from that day on you’ve kept all that sadness and angry bottled up since being with him was a one time opportunity, you didn’t want to fuck it up. you loved him too much to be the cause of the break up. all that came crashing down once he took you to some random party he had gotten invited to. once the two of you were there it was like he vanished but you didn’t bother going to look for him so he stood by yourself to the side with a drink in hand looking around. that was until you caught a glimpse of dazai talking to some random women. then he kissed her. a deep passionate kiss. by now you didn’t know how to feel your mind was racing and you felt like you were going to cry as you watched him take her upstairs.

✰ DAZAI who didn’t know np how much he fucked up entirely. by now you were just sitting in a corner, mind blank and numb till he came back with a smile. “there you are, i was looking everywhere for you!” he said with his signature smirk, you felt like you were going to throw up. as he reached to touch you, you slapped his hand away almost instantly catching him by surprise. “what wrong love?” he asked with a nervous laugh as you stood up. not even a second passed when you slapped him and that’s when everything went quiet. the music stopped, the loud talking turned into small whispers and gasps, there were even phone cameras on recording the whole thing. but you didn’t care in the slightest. by now, tears had already flowed down your cheeks like a never ending waterfall as some hiccups left your mouth. “i’ve been nothing but loyal to you, i treated you like you were something of value to me, i made sure i put you first over everyone i knew and this is how you repay me?! cheating on me with some god damn home wrecker?!” you yelled at him as you continued slapping him, letting out all of your frustration, anger, and sadness onto the one you thought loved you back. “i bet you didn’t even love me to begin with!” you said before landing one last hard slap onto his face leaving a red hand print. dazai hadn’t done anything and allowed you to slap him and yell at him, he knew he was in the wrong too. “no..i didn’t truly love you (name)…but please listen to me—” “you keep that mouth of yours shut before i sew it shut!” you shouted at him as you wiped away your tears. “we’re over, i don’t want you texting me, calling me, asking my friends to leave messages for me, none of that shit you understand?! do you fucking understand dazai?!” you screamed at him making him quickly go quiet before he nodded his head. “i understand…” he said, his voice cracking a little as he watched you leave. the others there all looked at dazai as they began to whisper and eventually the music continued and everyone continued talking to one another, but the atmosphere was suffocating.

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[luvrrgirl444]

chapter 14: genius

“hi, y/n and i’m here today with genius to explain the lyrics of my song ‘kill bill’.” you smiled at the camera.

“so, fun fact about kill bill is that it actually only took about 6 hours to produce. i, uh-” you laughed. “i saw this thing online and it made me feel some type of way, and i was like ‘i need to release what i feel right now.’ so, i took out my songbook and went crazy. i called up my friend jean, my producer, and i was crying,” you laughed again, and made a phone gesture with your hand and brought it up to your ear. “and i was like, ‘bro i just wrote these lyrics, can we make a song right now?’ and we did, in like 6 hours.”

VERSE 1

i’m still a fan even though i was salty

hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy

hate to see you happy if i’m not the one driving

“the person that this song is about is actually also an artist, and he’s actually really talented. so basically, i was saying that even though i hate that nigga,” you stuck up your middle finger. “he’s still a great artist, unfortunately. the next two lines are literal, uh, about a month, maybe a month and a half after we broke up, he was posted up with another girl. which was honestly really shitty because he broke up with me to ‘focus on his music’” you quirked your eyebrow and used quotation marks. “basically this whole song is about me being a jealous heartbroken bitch.” you sarcastically smiled.

PRE-CHROUS

i’m so mature, i’m so mature

i’m so mature, got me a therapist to tell me there’s other men

i don’t want none, i just want you

if i can’t have you, no one should

i might

“i was tryna convince myself that i was strong, and that this wasn’t hurting me as much as i thought it was, but it definitely was. literally wrote a whole muthafucking song about it.” you laughed. “we we’re dating for a long ass time to be honest, so with the ‘i don’t want none, i just want you’ lyric, it’s basically saying that i’ve been with you for so fucking long, it’s always been you, how am i supposed to move on, y’know? it’s lowkey corny but yeah. the last lyric is very um, yandere simulator vibes but it relates to the theme of the song, which is like jealousy and vengeance and possession.” you put your hands up. “don’t worry y’all, i’m not a criminal.”

CHORUS

i might kill my ex, not the best idea

his new girlfriend's next, how'd i get here?

i might kill my ex, i still love him though

rather be in jail than alone

“i can explain y’all, i’m not a killer or a criminal but imma be real, i was definitely having some intrusive thoughts. but everyone does. like, anyone who says they’ve never had thoughts about hurting someone that did them dirty, or fucked with them, they’re fucking lying, 100%. and relating to what i said before, we were together for so long. no matter how much i try to deny, the love is still there. it’s been built up for years, as much as i want to, i can’t magically forget it overnight.”

you continued on with singing the lyrics and explaining them until you completely finished the entire song.

“kill bill was an impulsive creation and release. we recorded and finished the song in like 6 hours, and i was like ‘i want to release this today’” you pointed downwards. “but everyone told me no.” you rolled your eyes. “so i asked when was the soonest we could release it, and it was like in 2 days. so the next day i posted on instagram saying that i was releasing a song tomorrow and that was it. there was no promo for it, which is why i’m so fucking shocked that it did so well. but, thank you to my fans, friends and family, i love you all. stream kill bill, album coming soon, bye!” you blew a kiss to the camera, before smiling and making heart with your hands.

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[writeforfandoms]

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Well, here we are. The end of this little series. This took me a lot longer to finish than I originally planned, and I apologize for that. I hope the tooth rotting fluff makes up for it.

Warnings: Fluff, cavity inducing sweetness, Feels, idiots in love, piv sex, dirty talk, and they lived happily ever after.

Word count: 4.6k

Soap and Ghost made it back to the 141 safely, and Price congratulated them on a job well done. 

Life moved on. There was always another op. 

But Soap kept thinking back to that op. To their little waitress. 

And she most certainly was theirs, now. Just thinking about the way she'd whimpered under him was enough to get Soap riled up. 

Soap texted her as often as he could, which was almost daily. Ghost, he knew, didn't text nearly as much. 

But when he did… well. When Ghost wanted to, he was a right bastard. 

Like the time he sent their waitress an audio recording of the two of them. That was well worth it. 

Of course, it wasn't just audio recordings and the occasional video call. 

Soap managed to detour to see their waitress for half a day on the way back from an op. Ghost, lucky bastard, had an entirely accidental two day layover, most of which was spent in her bed. And that wasn't all of it - the two found themselves stopping by to see her as often as possible. 

It wasn't until Soap and Ghost had leave together and arranged to go see her again for a whole week that either of them thought more of it. 

"Hey, Si?" 

Simon grunted, cracking open one eye above his plain medical mask. That was the more plane-friendly look. 

"Think we're a bit looney." 

Simon barked a laugh, closing his eyes again. "Just now figuring that out?" He drawled, amused. 

Johnny huffed with quiet laughter. "Maybe," he admitted. Simon's lack of distress helped put him at ease, though. 

Soon, they'd be off the plane. And then they could surprise their pretty little waitress. 

They had a lot of ideas they wanted to try out, after all. 

–

You'd had an awful day. An opening shift rife with assholes and a few too many pinches. You were tired, achey, aggravated. 

Honestly, you wanted to go home and cry and ignore the rest of the world for a while.

So when your phone rang, you almost ignored it without even checking it. Almost. 

“Johnny?” you scrambled to answer it as soon as you saw who was calling. “What’s up?” 

“Got a bit of a surprise for ye, gorgeous.” Johnny sounded far too pleased. 

“Yeah?” You dodged an idiot who wasn’t watching where he was going, huffing softly. “And what’s that?” 

“You at home?”

You didn’t quite startle at the question, but you did pause. “Not yet,” you said slowly. “Heading there, though. What did you do?” 

Johnny laughed. “So little faith! It’s a good thing, promise.”

You shook your head. “Alright, if you say so. Do I need to check my mailbox or something?”

“Not exactly,” he hedged. “Ye’ll see soon, promise.”

You sighed but gave up. “Alright, sure. I need to go, it’s crowded out here today.”

“Okay. Get home safe.” Johnny paused there for a moment, like he wanted to say more, but he didn’t. 

“Will do,” you agreed and hung up. A little abrupt, maybe, but you were tired. You didn’t have your normal energy for his silliness.

The walk home was too loud and too crowded, with people jostling into you. You were so tired and so done you wanted to cry by the time you finally got into the elevator. 

The elevator opened onto your floor and you got three trudging steps off before you halted. 

Johnny and Simon stood outside your door, facing you. Johnny was grinning, bright and a little mischievous. 

You didn't let them say anything. You just walked straight into Johnny, winding your arms around him and hiding your face against his chest. 

"Hey, gorgeous," Johnny cooed, one big hand rubbing your back soothingly. "Happy to see us?" 

"Yeah," you agreed softly. "Also fucking tired." 

"Long day?" His voice softened with sympathy. 

Your laugh was dry and a little too close to tears. "Could say that." 

Johnny hummed in wordless concern, holding you closer and pressing his cheek to the top of your head. "Poor gorgeous," he murmured. "C'mon, let's head inside, aye?" 

You breathed in deep and let go of him, grabbing your keys. Simon plucked them from you, and you blinked. But moments later you were all inside. 

Simon guided you to the couch and pushed you down to sit. You blinked at him, startled. He just motioned you to wait while he brought water. 

"What's goin' on?" Johnny dropped down next to you, pulling you into his side with an arm around your shoulders. 

You blew out a breath, shoulders dropping. "Just life stuff," you dismissed, or tried to. "Nothing like your shit." They'd told you some, a little, mostly that they were military and had unpredictable schedules. You didn't blame them, not at all, and it explained the odd absences. 

"Tell us anyway." Johnny gave you a gentle little shake, eyes warm and focused on you. 

Simon dropped down on your other side, setting water on the table in front of you, leaving you nowhere to run. Of course. These two were practiced, moving in an easy tandem in and out of the bedroom. Which they often used against you. Like right now. 

You huffed, half exasperated and half amused. "Just. Work sucked today. Few too many shitty people." 

"And?" Simon drawled, knowing that wasn't the end of it. You'd ranted to him about work and handsy guys before. 

"And my rent is going up," you finally admitted on a sigh. "It's just enough that I'm thinking of moving or downgrading." 

Johnny hummed soft sympathy, pulling you closer. "Job hunt hasn't turned up anything?" 

"Not yet." You made a face. "It's just frustrating, that's all. I'll get through it."

"We'll come back to that." Johnny pressed a kiss to the side of your head, easy and affectionate as ever. "What's yer schedule, gorgeous?" 

You blinked, thrown off a bit by the question. "Tomorrow I'm off, the next two days I have closing shifts, then two mid shifts, then two more days off," you said after a moment of thought. "Not sure beyond that. Why?"

"Well, we've got a week," Johnny said, grinning at you. "Was hopin' to spend a good bit of that with ye." 

"You… are far too sweet." You smiled, relaxing between the two of them. "Next you're gonna say you've got a better idea about my job and apartment situation."

Silence. Damning silence. You turned slowly to look at Johnny, who was busy looking anywhere but you. Simon scoffed softly. 

"You'd think he'd have learned to lie by now," Simon added conversationally, one big hand landing on your thigh. 

"Ah can lie!" Johnny immediately defended himself. "Just. Not to. Well. The two o' ye."

Your heart swelled at being so blatantly lumped in with Simon, your shock plain to see. Oh, sure, you knew these two liked you - they kept visiting you, after all. 

But this was something totally different. 

"Nope," you decided. "We are tabling that because I cannot be a rational person right now." 

Simon leaned closer to your back, his bulk bleeding warmth into the scant space between you. "Don't be rational, then," he murmured. "What're you thinking, dove?"

"Very non-feminist thoughts," you drawled, shivering briefly as Simon pressed even closer. 

"Tell us." Simon scooted forward, slowly but inexorably pressing you closer to Johnny, who looked more than willing. 

You groaned softly. Simon had a way of getting you to admit to things you wouldn't otherwise, something you both loved and hated. "Really?"

"Be a good girl for me." He was so close now you could feel his mask just brush the shell of your ear. 

"Not fair," you complained weakly, swallowing hard. But Simon squeezed your thigh and you folded. "I was thinking I'd let you both whisk me away anywhere you wanted." You ducked your head to hide in Johnny's chest, flustered. 

"There's our sweet girl," Johnny cooed, immediately pulling you closer, until you were sort of situated on his lap. 

"We'll discuss that tomorrow," Simon murmured, pressing in against your back again until you were sandwiched in warmth. "We have time." 

You huffed but didn't object, just relaxing between them. You were warm, you were tired, and they were very comforting. Honestly, you were tempted to just sleep between them. 

"Have you eaten yet?" Simon asked, thumb rubbing your thigh slowly. 

"No," you admitted, grumpy because you knew that meant he'd move. 

Simon huffed a little laugh. At your attitude, undoubtedly. "We'll take care of dinner," he assured you. "You want anything in particular?"

"Don't really care," you admitted, covering his hand with yours to link your fingers through his. 

"Don't fall asleep on us yet, gorgeous," Johnny huffed with amusement. 

"Shut up," you grumbled, nestling in closer and relaxing. "Comfortable." 

They both laughed quietly, but neither of them moved, letting you soak in the comfort you so needed. 

If they kept this up, you'd do anything for them. 

Finally, you released them both and squirmed away, because otherwise you really would fall asleep. And that would be bad. 

Simon took charge of dinner, as promised, and you didn't have to do a thing. Johnny "helped" you change into more comfortable clothes (here meaning he shamelessly ogled you and got a little hands-on but you didn't let him totally derail you). 

Simon even folded his mask up just over his nose to eat with you and Johnny, which was still new enough to be thrilling, even though it wasn't the first time. 

It was very comfortable, being so domestic with them. It really was strange - you hadn't known them long, not in the overall scheme of things, but you were so comfortable with them. 

Sometimes you wondered about impossible things. Dinners at dining tables and breakfasts in bed and exhausting yourself with the two of them. 

"Gorgeous?" Johnny touched your hand, frowning a little. 

You blinked rapidly and looked at him. "Hm?"

"Where'd ye go?" He gently closed his fingers over your hand, ducking his head a little to hold your gaze. 

You smiled and shook your head. "Just thinking. Sorry. Been a long day." 

The two exchanged a quick look, a world of communication in that one look. It almost made you ache to think about how long they'd been together, to have such wordless communication. 

"Do ye want us here tonight?" Johnny asked, squeezing your hand gently. "Or should we go back to our hotel?"

"Stay." Your heart lurched. You'd blurted that out too fast, too earnest. Revealed too much. 

But Johnny just grinned, like he'd been hoping for that. Even Simon quirked a half smile. 

"Good!" Johnny leaned close to smack an intentionally loud kiss to your cheek, just to make you laugh. "Wanna watch a movie?"

And back you settled into the simple domestic bliss, letting them squish you between them on your couch, laughing at their antics, comforted by their warmth. Neither one made a move for more, both accepting easy kisses from you. 

It didn't occur to you until you were settled in bed between them, Johnny already clinging to your front while Simon curled like a shield between your back and the rest of the world, that you'd do anything to keep this. 

Simon was already up when you woke, Johnny taking a well-deserved lie-in with you. Breakfast was easy, relaxed. 

But you remembered the promise to talk about your current situation today. Honestly, you'd rather get it over with sooner than later, or your anxiety would be out of control. 

"So," you started as you washed the dishes. Johnny was drying while Simon put everything away. (And the fact that he knew without having to ask inspired feelings that you tucked away to be examined later.) "Sounded like you two had a plan for dealing with my woes." 

Johnny snorted. "Something like that," he agreed. 

"Had an idea," Simon corrected without looking at either of you. 

"Alright, let's hear it." You glanced at them both, undeniably curious. 

Johnny breathed in slowly. "Well," he started slowly. "Was thinkin' we could help ye find a place. Closer to us. If ye wanted." 

"Closer to you?" You looked between the two, the dish in your hands all but forgotten. "Like, England?" 

"If you want." Simon spoke quietly, finally looking at you, gaze assessing. 

You nodded slowly, letting the idea sit as you scrubbed at a pan. That would be a big move for you. Very different. You didn't even know if you'd be able to find a job there, or how you'd find a job. How expensive would it be to move? 

Although, really, considering how you felt about these two… maybe it was time to have another talk, too. 

"I have questions first." 

"'Course," Johnny murmured, his foot nudging into yours as he looked at you earnestly. 

You licked your lips, debating how to proceed. Because, really, you were pretty sure you could figure out the rest of it, depending on one factor. 

"Why?" You handed off the pan to Johnny and grabbed an extra towel to dry your hands. "Is this just, like, a convenience thing for you two? Or is this something more?" 

Johnny blew out a breath. "Cut right to the heart of things," he muttered, a little wry. "It's not for convenience." 

You didn't move, still watching him, towel held tightly in your hands, all but forgotten. "Johnny, please." 

Johnny dropped his head for a moment before glancing at Simon. Simon shook his head a little, just once. Johnny swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing, and then nodded. 

"Truth is, gorgeous, we wanna see ye more. All the time, if we could. We like ye. More'n we should, prob'ly. And…"

You breathed in slowly, leaning closer to him. "Johnny."

He blinked at you, setting the pan down.

"You're absolutely daft if you think I'd have let you both keep coming back if I didn't care for you deeply already." You quirked a little smile, the words coming easier now that you'd seen him near fumbling his own words. 

Johnny blinked and slowly lit up, stepping right into your space. "Yeah?"

"Yes," you confirmed, amused. "Honestly. Simon knew, didn't you?" 

But when you looked at him, Simon simply looked away. 

You blinked, flabbergasted, jaw dropping. And then you started laughing, completely unable to stop yourself. At the near-twin disgruntled looks, you flapped a hand, trying to stifle your laughter long enough to explain. 

"I've been completely gone on you two for months," you managed. "And none of us was smart enough to know it." You promptly devolved again, hand over your mouth. 

They both froze completely, going quite still. Then Johnny grabbed you with a laugh, yanking your hands away from your face to kiss you thoroughly. No sooner had he released you than Simon grabbed you, mask pulled up so he could kiss the breath out of you. 

Panting, you finally pulled away from him too, looking at the both of them as the enormity of what you'd said and how they'd reacted hit you. 

Clearly you weren't the only one attached here. 

You curled a hand into Simon's shirt, your free hand taking Johnny's wrist as you towed them both to the couch. (Only because they let you but you'd take it.) 

"Tell me more about your idea." You pushed Simon down to sit on the couch and settled yourself in his lap, knees on either side of his hips. Johnny pressed up against your back, hands at your hips. 

"We'd help ye find a job," Johnny murmured into your ear, squeezing your hips. "Get ye all settled." 

"Doesn't have to be a flat," Simon rumbled, hands big and warm on your sides, thumbs rubbing the skin just under your breasts. 

"Could do a house," Johnny agreed immediately, nipping the shell of your ear. "Big enough for the three of us." 

You sucked in a breath, biting your lip. Oh now that was temptation. "Somewhere to stay during your time off?" You rolled your hips down into Simon's lap and grinned when his grip immediately tightened on you. 

"And someone to come home to." Johnny bit your neck gently, humming in satisfaction at your little noise. 

"Fuck." You rolled your hips again, biting your lip. "If you're not serious about this–"

"We are." Simon bumped his hips up into yours, letting you feel the growing hardness there. "Very serious." 

"Give us the word, and we'll do it." Johnny nipped down your neck to your shoulder, hands still on your hips moving you to a slow, steady rhythm against Simon. 

You shuddered, grinding down harder. "Let's do it," you agreed, a little breathless. "Please." 

Johnny groaned softly and pressed you down harder into Simon, biting down gently on the back of your shoulder. Simon rucked your sleep shirt up and quickly pulled it off, his hands settling against your skin. 

Any other time, you might tease them about how fast clothes vanished, but right now? You didn’t say a word. Partially because Johnny had tipped your head back to kiss you while Simon took over guiding your hips against his, the feeling more intense now without barriers between you two. 

“Johnny,” Simon grunted, fingers tightening. 

Johnny hummed into the kiss before he pulled back, eyes already gone dark with desire. “Mm?” 

“Duffel bag,” was all Simon said, but Johnny seemed to understand, because he disentangled himself and stepped away. 

“Really?” you half-whined, pouting at Simon. You’d been enjoying being between the two of them, dammit. 

Simon had the gall to chuckle at you, one hand cupping your cheek and bringing you closer. “Just getting some supplies,” he murmured, soft and soothing. “Won’t take him a minute, dove.” 

He was proven right by Johnny coming up behind you again, pressing his front to your back and dropping a condom into Simon’s hand. You warmed and ducked your head, a little embarrassed you’d forgotten about that. 

“C’mere, gorgeous,” Johnny cooed in your ear, arms wrapping tight around your waist and pulling you back into his warmth. And subsequently giving Simon the space he needed to put on the condom. “Gonna let me fuck ye after, gorgeous?”

“You want to?” You didn’t look away from Simon, though, watching his hands settle on your thighs. 

“Oh, aye,” Johnny agreed, low and rough. “Very much.” 

You hummed softly, running your fingers over his arm still around your waist. “After, then.” 

Johnny nipped the back of your shoulder and moved the two of you forward, guiding your hips up. Simon simply watched, one big hand on your thigh. 

“Ready for me, dove?” Simon watched you closely, fingers rubbing against your skin. 

“More than.” You started to sink down slowly, only for Johnny to tsk and guide you, controlling the pace. You swallowed hard, not entirely sure why that was so exciting… but it very much was. 

“Look at you, gorgeous,” Johnny murmured once you were settled fully against Simon’s lap, hands clenched on his shoulders. “So pretty for us.” 

You huffed softly at him, wiggling a little, getting used to the stretch of Simon in you. His hands smoothed up your sides to your breasts, thumbs rubbing back and forth over your nipples. 

When you moved, Johnny quickly took control again, hands moving you to a rhythm he liked. Simon seemed content to let Johnny move you, head tilted back against the couch as he watched you with dark eyes, still gently teasing you. Heat built between the three of you, and you tipped your head back onto Johnny’s shoulder. 

“Johnny…” You whined, just a little, trying to move faster. Johnny didn’t allow you.

“Hm? Somethin’ ye want, gorgeous?” he teased, teeth grazing the shell of your ear. 

“More? Please?” Your breath caught in your throat when he bit down gently, hands tightening on you.

“What d’ye think, Si?” Johnny asked, low and teasing. “Think she’s earned it?”

“Johnny,” Simon growled, hips finally stuttering up into yours, “if you don’t, I will. And I’ll keep her.”

Johnny laughed quietly but moved you faster, until you were gasping and shivering between the two. Your hands roamed restlessly over Simon, trying to make him feel as good as you felt. Your thighs trembled, back arching. 

A second set of hands joined Johnny’s at your hips, their fingers intertwining, before Simon tightened his grip and held you still. You lifted your head, confused, only for him to lift his hips up into you instead. Your lips parted, jaw dropping, eyes going hazy with pleasure. 

“C’mon, gorgeous,” Johnny goaded softly in your ear. “Make a mess of him for me.” 

A few more hard thrusts from Simon and you did just that, whimpering through the rolling pleasure of your orgasm. 

Simon didn’t even slow down, fingers tight on your hips, chasing his own pleasure now. Your overstimulated whines only spurred him on until you leaned forward, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. 

And bit down. 

He swore as he came, hips stuttering, grip almost punishingly tight. He finally stilled against you, grip slowly relaxing. 

“Fuckin’ beautiful,” Johnny murmured, carefully moving one hand to rub a hand up and down your back. “Both of ye.” 

You huffed against Simon’s neck, an action he mirrored. You grinned, amused, and relaxed between the two for the moment. 

“Still alright, gorgeous?” Johnny asked after a few moments, hand lingering at the nape of your neck.

“Haven’t forgotten you,” you assured him, sitting up again, despite the way your legs shook. “How do you…?” 

Simon hummed softly, moving slowly to give you time to move with him. He situated himself longways on the couch, your knees on either side of him, one of his legs on the floor to make more room. 

“I’ve got you, dove,” he murmured, taking hold of your hands and linking your fingers together. The couch dipped behind you as Johnny moved too, giving your back one more soothing stroke before there was a rip of foil. 

“Could get used to this,” Johnny murmured, only half-teasing, pressing against your back. “Quite a view from here.” 

“I’m sure you’ll get to see more like it,” you agreed. “After we figure out the move.” 

Johnny groaned softly at the reminder. “Fuckin’ temptress, you are,” he muttered, one hand on your hip holding you steady as he slid into you. He wasn’t quite the same stretch as Simon, but he still felt divine. 

He didn’t give you slow, though. He started moving hard, startling a little yelp out of you. 

“Easy, dove,” Simon murmured, sweet in contrast to Johnny. “Hold on to me, yeah?” 

You could do nothing but obey, holding tight to Simon’s hands even as Johnny slid one hand up to your back to the nape of your neck, gently pushing you down until your chest pressed to Simon’s. 

“Doin’ so well, dove,” Simon rumbled, squeezing your hands gently. “He feel good?” 

“Yes,” you managed on a gasp, as Johnny drove harder into you, hitting somehow deeper. “Fuck!” 

Johnny groaned, hand squeezing your nape. “Beautiful,” he muttered again, almost worshipful. “What d’ye need, gorgeous?” 

You nearly choked when Johnny did something that hit a spot that sent sparks all through you. And then he hit it again. And again. Until you needed Simon’s support, moving as best you could with Johnny, making too many noises. Johnny was little better behind you, swearing softly but vehemently. 

“Close, dove?” Simon asked, eyes bright as he watched you. “Need a little more, hm?” He released one hand, sliding it down between the two of you. Two gentle fingers circled your clit and you whined, shaking. “Good fucking girl.” 

You were gone. That was all it took. You shook apart between the two of them, briefly unaware of anything beyond the burning, rolling pleasure. 

You slumped fully against Simon, panting, shivering still. Johnny followed close behind you, muffling his whines against the back of your shoulder, hips pressed flush to yours. He didn’t back off when he was done, staying pressed against you so the three of you were a sweaty heap. 

“Up, Johnny,” Simon finally ordered, both hands now soothing up and down your sides. 

Johnny groaned theatrically but got up, pressing one last kiss to the nape of your neck. 

“Think you can get up?” Simon asked softly. “Or do you need a minute longer?” 

You puffed out your cheeks. “Let’s find out.” You stood carefully, letting him hold one of your hands to help keep you steady. Your knees wobbled but held, at least long enough to get you to the bathroom. 

Simon herded you back to bed, where water waited for all three of you, a laptop already set up with a movie. You smiled, both touched and amused at his thoughtfulness. 

“I vote we do nothing the rest of the day,” you muttered, crawling into bed. 

“Nothing?” Johnny asked, moving over you to box you between himself and Simon. “At all?” He pouted at you, over the top. 

“Well, maybe a little something,” you gave in with an easy grin, cuddling between the two of them. “After we’ve rehydrated a bit.”

“Smart woman.” Simon settled against you, relaxed. “We’ve still got days, dove.” 

The reminder made you smile, an entirely different kind of warmth bubbling away in your chest. “Yes, we do.” 

–

Johnny stood at the end of the terminal, anxiously shifting his weight from foot to foot. Next to him, Simon was still as stone, gaze fixed on the steady flow of people coming out of the terminal. 

Johnny checked his phone again, unable to help himself. It had been two whole minutes since he'd last checked. Still no new update from you. 

Not that he was entirely surprised. You'd had a long flight, had to gather your things. 

Well. Some of your things. The rest were being shipped, something Simon had arranged and paid for over your half-hearted protests. 

Finally, finally, he spotted you walking towards them. You were clearly tired, dressed down, looking a little limp. 

And you were still one of the lost gorgeous things he'd ever seen. 

Johnny pounced as soon as you were past the last gate, picking you up in his arms and swinging you around in a hug. You yelped and laughed, clinging to him just as hard. 

"Hi," you said, a little breathless, grinning up at him. 

"Hi yerself." Johnny finally set you back on your feet, though he didn't release you yet. 

"Flight alright?" Simon asked, putting a gentle hand against your back. 

"Long and boring." You shrugged, poking Johnny until he released you so you could turn to hug Simon instead. Johnny's heart melted at the sight of you wrapped up in Simon's arms.

"You're home now," Simon murmured, almost too quiet for even Johnny to catch. 

Johnny did melt at that, throwing himself into the hug and making you laugh, a little watery. 

"Almost," you murmured, squeezing both of them. "Come on, I'm eager to get out of here. I didn't sleep a wink." 

That was all it took for Johnny to take your backpack, Simon taking charge of your luggage, both ignoring your spluttering protests with aplomb. They loaded up the car (Simon's) and Johnny let you have the front seat. 

The house they'd chosen was out of the way, at the end of a quiet neighborhood, with plenty of garden space. 

And a huge master bedroom. 

Simon parked, and you blinked awake again. Johnny had to resist the urge to cook at how cute you looked. He hopped out first and opened your door for you, eager to bring you inside. Simon brought your things in, letting Johnny unlock the door and usher you in. 

Johnny watched with an overfull heart as you turned a slow circle, eyes huge as you looked around. 

"Welcome home, sweetheart." Simon and Johnny squished you between them, trading off kissing you. 

They had all the time in the world now.

#listening in #f!reader #johnny “soap” mactavish x you #simon “ghost” riley x you #simon “ghost” riley x johnny “soap” mactavish x you #simon “ghost” riley x johnny “soap” mactavish x reader

[yelenabemylova]

Taylor recording Readers reaction to the ‘can you fight?’ Comments + posting it

can you fight? - taylor swift x reader

"babygirl, come here a second!" taylor called out to you from the kitchen

you noticed she had her phone propped up, filming a video

"what are you up to?" you eyed her skeptically

she opened her arms and gestured for you to come sit in her lap

wrapping her arms around your waist, she held her laptop in front of you both, a series of screenshots loaded into multiple tabs

expecting some affectionate comments from fans, you excitedly leaned closer to the screen

y/n l/n can you fight?

"fight?" you cocked your head to the side, it was something you did often. taylor noticed this and often compared you to her cats

"fight what?" you nervously whispered to taylor, a little camera shy

"the fan," she giggled

"of course not, id never hurt anyone that respects you," you frowned

"i think they mean fight to have me, babe," she had the most mischievous grin on her face

your heart was beating a million miles an hour, fear coursing through your veins

"tay, baby. i don't know how to fight," your voice wavered, tears welled up in your eyes as you hid your face from the camera in her shoulder

she closed the laptop, holding you in silence for a minute, knowing her words would fall on deaf ears if she attempted to speak too soon

she waited until you sniffled quietly before she spoke, "it's okay, my love. i can fight for the both of us. look at these muscles," she flexed her biceps, making you giggle

"there's that pretty smile i love," she kissed your cheek

your voice broke as you rested your forehead against hers, "im sorry, i ruined your tiktok"

immediately, she held your face in her hands with the utmost delicacy, "oh, my sweet girl, you could never ruin anything. if it's okay, id love to post some of the footage?"

you pondered it for a few moments, eventually deciding to let her upload it, however she cut out the long silent embrace you shared

comments immediately began to flood in

keyl1megreen: if anyone dares to fight y/n again, i have a feeling taylor will be having a stern word with them🤭

shesanactress: this is the most adorable thing ive seen ever🥰

beckyisntdead: im so ready to fight to protect y/n

tswizzledoulikedem: we need more domestic content omg my heart🥺

"i love you, beautiful girl. nobody could ever compete with you, you're on a whole other level," she held you extra close to her that night, her heart swelling at the thought of spending her entire life with you by her side, there to read fan comments with her.

#ybml writes #taylor swift #taylor swift x reader #fearless #fearless taylor’s version #speak now #red #red taylor’s version #1989 #reputation #lover #folklore #evermore #midnights #fluff #taylor swift x you #reader insert #taylor swift fluff

[delcakoo]

enha healing your inner child｡⊹˚.⋆

requested <3

↻ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader

↻ GENRE ! tooth rotting fluff

↻ WC ! 4.5k new record woop

↻ WARNINGS ! fake chainsaw in niki’s, ynwon slapping each others butts i dunno?!

a/n: this request was so detailed and creative, lots of credit goes to the amazing anon <3

please enjoy, especially dear anonnie who requested this, and thank you again~

// LEE HEESEUNG !

when heeseung first found out you didn’t know how to ride a bike, he started laughing

“seriously? that’s adorable,” he thinks for a moment, “and a perfect date idea.”

your eyes widened, “wait, what?”

there’s no turning back now

before you knew it, heeseung had ushered you to an empty parking lot, his bike being pulled along next to him the whole time

“yah, if i fall and break my back you’re paying for the hospital bill.” you mutter, arms crossed as you watch your boyfriend lower the bike’s seat to suit your height

he snickers, reaching into his backpack to take out his helmet, “you really think i’d let you fall? stop worrying and put this on.”

you huff in defeat, walking over to the boy and allowing him to buckle the helmet securely around your head

after continuing to baby you by helping strap on the elbow and knee pads, heeseung starts giggling uncontrollably

“you look like a little kid,” he coos in adoration

you pout, smacking his shoulder, “i don’t wanna hear it, you’re the one making me do this.”

heeseung doesn’t deny that, instead deciding to help you get up and onto his bike for the first time

“so, first make sure you always have a strong grip on both handles,” he instructs, guiding your hands in his up to the front of the bike, “and be careful not to lean your body to one side, or you’re just going to fall over.”

after explaining more of the basics, heeseung eventually allows you to begin pedalling for the first time, his hand protectively wrapped around your waist as he slowly jogs along next to you

“see, you already got it!”

“now i really feel like a little kid,” you laugh, continuing to slowly drive along the concrete

heeseung smiles in adoration, “you definitely look like one,” he teases playfully.

“let me take a picture for my lock screen,” he suddenly decides, removing his hand from your waist to pull out his phone

wait, he what

why the hell would he do that? you’ve only been on this thing for a minute and he thinks you’re ready to go?!

the second you no longer feel your boyfriend’s grip steadying you, you start losing control out of nervousness

“hee!” you scream as you begin zig zagging uncoordinatedly, attempting to slow yourself down

meanwhile this idiot was in the middle of opening his camera app, looking up to see you a frightening distance away from him and completely out of control

but luckily, this boy had some long ass legs

he sprinted over to you just in time, wrapping his arms around you to grab the handles right before you inevitably fell over

“never fear, your knight is here~” he says cheesily, as if you didn’t just almost fall to your death

you scoff, “you’re cringe.”

by the end of the day, you’ve become a bike riding pro with the help of a determined heeseung

you can successfully move on your own now, and heeseung took pride in it, saying it was his ‘amazing teaching methods’

you let him believe what he wants… 😒

// PARK JAY !

“y/n, swimming is a life lesson! what are you going to do if you fall off a boat?”

“y/n, swimming is a life lesson! what are you going to do if you fall off a boat?”

“uh, drown probably?” jay facepalms, “i don’t know, okay! i just never got put into lessons.”

that’s the backstory of how you found yourself at the public pool for the first time in years

well, it wasn’t exactly public anymore, as jay insisted on renting out the entire building just to give you swimming lessons

you were sitting at the edge of the pool waiting for jay to finish changing

when he finally comes out from the men’s shower room with a damn whistle around his neck

you can’t help but burst into a teasing chuckle, “yah, are you the new lifeguard or something?” you ask, not so subtly checking him out in the process

“nope, this is for teaching purposes only,” jay clarifies proudly, joining you at the edge of the pool

you decide to not question whatever that means as he helps you into the cold water, sighing in relief as you realize your feet can reach the ground

“i really feel like a little kid at swim class right now,” you sigh

“you pretty much are,” jay adds unhelpfully, suddenly turning you around so your back is pressed against his bare chest

gulping at the close contact, you watch as he grabs your arms in his hands and guides you, “first let’s just make sure you can float, since that’s the most important thing.”

jay demonstrates by lifting your arms up and down, while also instructing you to constantly move your legs back and forth

“there we go,” he watches proudly as you kick back and forth, suddenly moving backwards to leave you by yourself

out of nowhere, he blows his whistle making you yelp in surprise, “alright, now go touch the end and come back!”

excuse me

“yah! i just learned how to float you dumbass, how am i supposed to get all the way over there?��� you demand, pointing to the other side of the pool in disbelief

he shrugs, “fine, let me show you how it’s done.”

of course, instead of teaching you jay ends up showing off for the next ten minutes doing fancy tricks and techniques in the water

“now this one is called the frog kick, basically you have to..”

“so for this technique, you have to put a lot of strength into your legs..”

“see how i angle my arms here? that’s because..”

finally, you cut in, “babe, can we start with like, doggy paddling before we get to all the complex methods?”

“oh,” jay realises, “yeah that’s probably a good idea.”

besides getting distracted and completely off topic every once in a while, your boyfriend was an amazing teacher

by the end of his lessons you could keep yourself afloat quite well, and even hold your breath while swimming to the other sides of the pool

after jay would definitely be telling this to the members, bragging about how good a teacher he is and that maybe he should quit being an idol to be a swim coach instead

then he’d go out and buy you goggles because apparently you weren’t done learning just yet

from now on, enjoy swim lessons with jay once a week !!

// SIM JAKE

there is one reason you and jake have shown up at the autumn carnival that you usually skipped every year

a brand new event has been opened

a corn maze.

not only that, there was a prize for the first team that could reach the middle of the maze and get the trophy:

free food coupons that were valid to be used anywhere else in the carnival

neither you or jake were ones to turn down free food

so as soon as your boyfriend found out about it, he practically dragged you there, insisting that it’d be ‘a piece of cake’

you agreed the whole thing sounded quite fun, it definitely made you feel like a little kid again looking up at the ridiculously tall, flowering corn that you’d have to be racing through

however, it seemed like a bunch of other couples had the same idea, lining up to get entrance tickets right behind the two of you

“it’s fine babe,” jake whispers, following your slightly worried glances at all your opponents, “we just have to assert dominance right off the bat by running in front of everyone else.”

you scoff, “yeah, then what’re we gonna do at the actual puzzles? you don’t even know what 7x8 is.”

jake gasps in offense, “wh— of course i do! it’s…” he trails off, a concentrated look on his face

“exactly,” you conclude, making jake pout in defeat

the beginning of the race went rather smoothly, while everyone else walked calmly through the entrance, you and jake sprinted past them like children, grinning competitively

“why are those losers walking anyway? don’t they wanna win?” jake asks out of breath

“maybe some people are just here to have fun instead of treating it as a life or death competition, couldn’t be us,” you shrug

yeah, you two were perfect for each other

soon enough you and jake have made it to the first checkpoint where if you want to get through, you have to answer a riddle on the screen

“what goes up, but never comes back down,” you read

“what kind of bullshit question is that? a balloon?” jake suggests

you type in his answer on the screen, but it only flashes red, signalling it was incorrect

after a few more minutes of failures, you both begin to get nervous at the sound of other contestants footsteps

“oh, i got it,” you suddenly smirk, typing in another answer

as soon as you finish writing in “age”, the light above the screen turns green

you grin proudly, taking jakes hand in yours to continue running through the maze

“i think i just fell in love with you,” he sighs dreamily

the rest of the checkpoints had puzzles of their own, but unfortunately for jake, none of them were anything physical

luckily, you ignored the boy calling you a ‘nerd’ as you were able to answer all of them yourself

it looked like you and jake had just won a marathon by the time you finally escaped the cornfield

you both came to a stop, panting and absolutely exhausted

“why were we even running? we were the only ones actually trying to win,” you huff with your hands on your knees, trying to catch your breath

jake shrugs, “it made it more fun in my opinion, even though i had to carry you halfway through.”

you smack his shoulder making him yelp, “don’t act like i didn’t get us through the actual hard part, you didn’t answer a single question!”

even if you guys continued bantering, all that mattered was the fact that you earned the prize

in you opinion you had mostly won because of your amazing puzzle skills featuring jake being confused in the background

but at least he piggybacked you through the maze when you got tired!

either way it was a hell lot of fun, and after you both enjoyed eating as much as you possibly could with your newly achieved food coupons <3

// PARK SUNGHOON !

“i have a really bad feeling about whatever you’re doing,” sunghoon grunts, watching you pull on your favorite yellow rain coat

you only snicker mischievously, searching deep through your closet until you pull out your matching rubber boots

“y/n, have you looked outside?” he mutters, putting his phone down entirely to continue watching you

it was an absolute downpour, not just any light shower outside

and all sunghoon knew was if you were planning to go out there, somehow he’d be coaxed into doing the same

and outside in a damn rainstorm was the last place he wanted to be right now

“why else would i be putting these on, dumbass?” you reply, gesturing to your boots

“now get over here and put on yours too,” you grin

“absolutely not,” your boyfriend says simply, picking up his phone again in an attempt to ignore you

however the sound of your loud boots stomping towards him made him gulp nervously

“hoonie,” you coo, “come outside and dance in the rain with me pleeeasseee~”

sunghoon was a weak, weak man

in a raincoat of his own, he found himself being pulled down the wet pavement by you, who was smiling a bit too brightly considering how ugly the weather was

the whole time he asked where you were even going, but you insisted that it was a surprise

when you finally stopped, sunghoon looked up to find the both of you in the middle of downtown, right in the town centre

the sidewalks lined with stores that were usually crowded were now solemn and empty due to the weather, the only sign of movement being the raindrops racing down the mini roofs covering each entrance

it was getting darker and darker too, the only source of light being the lampposts in each corner of the roundabout

you watch sunghoon look around, his mouth parted slightly in awe

you smile at his adorable expression, “i knew you’d love it, aren’t you glad you listened to me now?”

sunghoon swallows, pulling his hood higher over his head, “this seriously feels like a kdrama, how did you think of coming here?”

you shrug, “it looked pretty in the daytime, i wondered what it’d be like all silent at night,” you take his hands suddenly, making him look at you, “now c’mon, did you forget why we’re here?”

the next twenty minutes was full of giggles and smiles as you and sunghoon did all sorts of dancing around the town square

everytime you’d jump in a puddle, sunghoon would scold you and your childish antics, but eventually he gave up and began doing the same

you were both a soggy mess, absolutely drenched in water yet without a worry in the world

“babe!” you happily call out to your boyfriend who was adjusting his own rain boots behind you

sunghoon looks up, “yeah?”

he glances down, realising you’re standing in the middle of what could possibly be the biggest puddle he’s ever seen, resembling more of a mini lake

he starts laughing, “yah, seriously, how the hell did you get there?”

you grin back, “c’mere!” you shout back, making grabby hands towards him

he smiles, shaking his head in disbelief

only for you would he walk into a damn puddle in the middle of a rainstorm at 10pm

right as sunghoon takes his first step into the deep water, you suddenly lift your foot in his direction, splashing all the water onto his front

his jaw drops, hand coming up to wipe the water from his face, “you are so dead,” he swears, running towards you while you cackle, dashing the opposite way and leaving splashes of water behind each step

the chase didn’t last very long, as sunghoon easily outruns you, pulling you backwards and into his most definitely wet embrace

he turns you around, smiling instantly at the sight of your beyond happy expression before tugging your hood down

you gasp, doing the same to him, “if my hairs getting wet, so is yo-“

you’re interrupted by sunghoon sealing his lips to yours, hugging you closely as the rain continues to cascade down the both of your faces

you both stay like that for a bit, enjoying each other’s presence

but before it turns into a full on makeout session, he pulls away, “thanks for bringing me here, i swear i’ve never had more fun in my life.”

you roll your eyes, “yeah, if only you listened to me more you could experience more things like thi—“

*splash*

“park sunghoon!”

// KIM SUNOO !

you’re at an outdoor mall shopping with sunoo and jay

it’s been a pretty successful trip so far, having bought some new outfits and a few gifts for the other members

sunoo insisted on paying for pretty much everything you wanted, no matter how much you protested

meanwhile jay being the rich mf he is bought literally anything he set his eyes on

which is also how you guys ended up having to rent a whole wagon to carry all your bags

all three of you are continuing your journey outside the entrances to the stores when you suddenly notice a unique sign up front

“oh my god, guys look!” you squeal, making both jay and your boyfriend turn to see where you’re pointing at

sunoo gasps instantly, while jay groans

“plushie world!? that sounds amazing, we have to go there hyung!”

you nod along, watching jay take the wagon from sunoo’s hand, “i wouldn’t be caught dead in there, you two kids go and i’ll wait outside.”

he glances between the both of you once more, “and don’t you dare buy anything, it already looks like a ripoff from out here.”

“yes, dad,” you reply snarkily, watching jay walk ahead of the both of you to find a bench

sunoo seems unphased though, grabbing your hand in his and skipping along through the door

plushie world was, well, like the name suggests, absolutely full of plushies from top to bottom

shelves upon shelves of different animals with cute faces lined the walls, all of them well made and colorful

“i feel like a little kid again, this is literally heaven,” you grin, running to pick up an eagle plushie

you giggle, presenting it to sunoo, “baby look, it’s jay.”

he laughs, “we have to buy that for him, it’ll be so funny.”

“he’s going to kill us,” you pointed out, placing it into your basket anyway

your boyfriend suddenly gasps again, making you look over to see him now holding a penguin

“this is so cute, we have to get sunghoon hyung too!”

anyone can see where this is going

only a few minutes later, your basket is filled to the brim with plushies for every member

a cat for jungwon, a deer for heeseung, a cheetah for niki, and a dog for jake

the last one you added in was a fox for your boyfriend of course~

“and that totals to 122$ please,” the cashier states, making both your and sunoo’s jaws drop

“for- for seven plushies?” you wondered aloud

“yes, these plushies are extremely high quality and well made.”

sunoo gulps, putting in his card pin anyway

“maybe jay was right about this place being a ripoff,” you mutter, watching your ridiculously long receipt print out

*a few minutes later*

“one hundred!?” jay says, flabbergasted, “do you guys not know what price tags are? and not only that, i said don’t get anything!”

“but once we got one for you, it wouldn’t be fair if we didn’t get something for everyone else too,” sunoo explains, pouting

jay facepalms, watching as you shyly drop your bag of plushies into the already overflowing wagon

from that day on, sunoo and you were permanently banned from plushie world <\3

// YANG JUNGWON !

“you have to admit, zuko is kind of hot.”

jungwon rolls his eyes, “fine, maybe before he shaved all his hair off.”

you had begged your boyfriend to sleepover at your place tonight

and it was a pretty achieving night so far, as you’d successfully forced jungwon into binging avatar with you

because this uncultured mf hasn’t watched it before… imagine 🙄

but it was okay as he was absolutely invested in it now and you bonded over hating azula <3

you’d just finished watching the entire first arc when jungwon decided he wanted to go for a late night walk after his eyes started burning

his excuse was pretty valid, so here you both were, holding hands as you walked down the dimly lit sidewalk

“so i told sunoo hyung that he was overreacting because i seriously didn’t shower for that long, right? like, first of all i have to shampoo and condition twice, then i do body wash and shave so honestly, how is fourty minutes even—“ jungwon pauses mid-rant when he noticed your attention suddenly shifting to the left

he quickly bends forward to look over you, a small playground coming into view

without another word, he grins, dragging you across the road until you’re both stood in front of the giant playset

“wah, this takes me back to elementary school,” he sighs, releasing his grip on your hand to begin climbing up the rock wall

you giggle, taking the opportunity to smack his butt, making him yelp out and turn to see your playful expression, “you seriously need to stop doing that!”

you only continue laughing, climbing up yourself once he’s reached the platform

once you’re both on top of the playset, you turn to see a big, silver slide

“remember when other kids would put wood chips at the bottom to block your way?”

jungwon looks away from you shyly, “i may have been one of those kids.”

you look at him with disappointment, “that’s why i think zuko is hotter than you.”

your boyfriend gasps in offense, suddenly forcing you to sit down in front of the slide, flopping down behind you

“i’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that,” he deadpans, wrapping his arms around your waist

“okay, but i think we’re a bit big for this,” you acknowledge, watching as jungwon tries to squeeze his legs outside of yours on the tiny slide

“stop ruining the moment,” jungwon scolds, smirking like an idiot before beginning to push you both forward, “okay, three, two, one, go!”

the enjoyment lasted about well

two seconds as you and jungwon reach the bottom of the slide almost instantly

“that felt way more fun as a kid,” you whine

when jungwon doesn’t reply, you turn to see him already running to find a new source of entertainment at the monkeybars

you quickly catch up to him, watching as he swings from bar to bar, skipping one in between like a real show off

before he reaches the end, you don’t miss the opportunity to take out your phone and snap a few candid pictures of him

“jagi, you try now,” jungwon insists, pushing you towards the ladder, “i want pictures of you too. my lock screen of jay hyung snoring is getting kinda old.”

you gulp, anxiously walking over to begin climbing up the steps while staring down at the ground

jungwon, knowing you ever so well quickly catches on to your nervousness, putting his phone back into his pocket

“what’s wrong?”

you flush slightly, feeling embarrassed, “well—“ you look away from his worried gaze, “i never actually learned how to do this as a kid, i was too scared.”

the boy quickly smiles again, eyes turning into crescents, “you’re so cute,” he skips over to you excitedly, “i’ll help you, c’mon.”

“this is embarrassing, won!” you complain, gripping the first bar anyway

meanwhile jungwon stands behind you, helping you kick off the platform so you're now midair

“you look so cute, c’mon keep going! one hand in front of the other babe!” he grins, both hands still hovering near your waist in case you slip

slowly but steadily, you’d made it all the way to the last monkeybar with the help of jungwon’s encouraging praises

“one more!” he cheers, giggling a bit too excitedly

“my hands probably have about thirty blisters by now,” you mutter, finally swinging to the last bar before planting down onto the ending platform

jungwon suddenly slaps your butt, “woohoo! you did it! i’m so proud of you~”

“yah, why do i get a slap as my congratulation!?” you say, rubbing your backside and watching as jungwon giggles mischievously

“i only got my revenge,” he says sassily, pulling you in for a peck, “is that better you big baby?”

“yeah..” you look behind jungwon for a moment, barely making out a set of swings in the distance and grinning, “won, come push me!”

jungwon sighs happily, watching you run off towards the swingset

he was in for a long night at the playground

though if it was with you, he wasn’t complaining <3!

// NISHIMURA RIKI !

you and niki were at an amusement park, having set a goal to go on as many rides as possible before your tickets expired

so far you’d been on pretty much every roller coaster they had to offer, the whole ride niki would be laughing his ass off while you screamed for your life at each drop 😞

the both of you even went on the little kids carousel, ignoring the disapproving looks parents gave you as you climbed onto the horses and took selfies

next, like the children you were, you both decided to play rock paper scissors to decide who’d pay for the cotton candy

but luckily for you, niki was much too predictable

this idiot almost always played rock, and, just like you expected, he did

you easily beat him with paper, which led to niki grumpily pulling out his wallet now the both of you were continuing through the park with cotton candy in hand, trying to decide where to go next

looking at the colorful map, you smirk when you notice a giant black castle labelled “horror house”

“i bet you’re too scared to go in there,” you smirk at your boyfriend, pointing down to the drawing teasingly

the boy next to you looks over and scoffs, “a haunted house, seriously?”

“what? they can be really scary sometimes!”

niki ruffles your hair, making you frown at him in annoyance, “yeah ‘cause you’re a wimp. that place is for kids, why would i be scared of that?”

bro ate his words real fast

after about ten seconds of entering the house, some fake zombie statue jumped out of the darkness and sent niki absolutely screaming into your chest, which only scared the both of you even more

“i told you they were scary!” you yell, finding niki’s hand and gripping it nervously

niki sighs in relief once the zombie disappears, “that wasn’t even scary, really.”

you roll your eyes, continuing to walk cautiously through the house, “i just wanna get out of here now.”

he laughs at that, looking over to you and barely making out your side profile in the darkness, “don’t worry babe, i’ll protect yo—“

“niki,” you interrupt, suddenly going completely still

he stops next to you at the use of his real name, looking down to see your hand gripping his even tighter than before, “what?”

you don’t say anything, stepping backwards hesitantly

this mf still seems to be amused for some unknown reason, smiling and searching around the pitch black hallway to try and find what you were so scared about

finally, he notices a barely visible silhouette in the shadows, a masked figure with a clearly fake chainsaw

he chuckles, “c’mon babe, that’s just a statue, it- oh shit!” out of nowhere, the person started running towards you, the fake chainsaw turning on and buzzing loudly

you scream instantly, pulling your boyfriend along as you practically sprint the opposite way, the sound of the chainsaw getting closer edging you on

niki is having the time of his life, a bit scared himself but also laughing uncontrollably at your reaction

from next to you, you can see him turning his head around to make stupid faces at the person chasing you, still giggling like an idiot

“what is wrong with you!?” you yell, completely out of breath by the time you’ve both escaped the house

“that was amazing!” he exclaims, looking back to see the masked actor still there, waving goodbye

without hesitation, niki jogs back towards them, “can i get a picture?”

yeah, instead of asking if you were okay after just running away for your life, your boyfriend goes to take selfies with the enemy 😒

omg finally you reached the end *claps* if you enjoyed, commenting your thoughts n’ reblogging is always appreciated and motivating <3

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[queenshelby]

Yes! Mr Murphy (Rewritten)

PART 43: MORE TAPE(S)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Lots of Angst, Age Gap, Teacher x Student, Extreme Smut

PLEASE COMMENT AND ENGAGE!

Two days had passed and you were back home in Dublin, confronted with a sex-tape between Cillian and his assistant Kit that, by now, had spread like wildfire, making you uncomfortable and emotional every time a notification popped up on your social media accounts, alerting you to the video. All of your friends and acquaintances had, by now, sent this to you and you were sick of it.

Reaching for his phone, Cillian shut off the recording, unable to bear witnessing further humiliation in front of you. The walls of his luxury apartment closed in on him, suffocating in an oppressive shroud of shame.

"My own daughter has seen this and so has my son! Fuck!" Cillian groaned aloud, pacing agitatedly in the room. He turned to you with a look of desperation, his eyes pleading for understanding. Despite your resignation to the fact, your heart went out to him, feeling sympathy and guilt for placing him in this predicament.

"You know you can sue her for this, right?" you suggested hesitantly, clasping his hands softly, trying to offer whatever solace you could provide. Though your intentions were pure, you couldn't help but notice Cillian's reluctance.

"No, this would make things worse, I think," Cillian responded solemnly, running his fingers through his tousled hair in distraction.

A heavy silence settled upon the two of you as reality seeped in – there was no escaping the consequences of this event. No amount of legal action could undo the damage already done.

"Will you at least confront her about it?" you asked, seeing that she had filmed this without his knowledge and then leaked it to the press in spite.

"Yes, I am meeting with her tomorrow. My lawyer has sent her a letter to address the issue privately at first. But legal action? It would just create more publicity which I don't want for Nina's sake," Cillian revealed, looking downward, defeated. 

"I understand, Cills and I think that you should tell her exactly how devastating this is for everyone involved, especially your children. Surely, she can see this. You need to be firm," you advised earnestly, trying to impart strength to his weakening spirit. He nodded gratefully, appreciating your support during this challenging period.

"I will be firm Y/N. I promise," Cillian responded resolutely, pulling away from your touch with newfound determination. He needed to maintain composure now more than ever; letting emotions overwhelm him wouldn't serve anyone's best interest. Instead, it required coolness, levelheadedness, and strategizing. The battle was about to begin, and it wasn't one easily won.

Kit, his once trustworthy employee, had betrayed him in the worst possible way.

The very thought made him nauseous. How could she film them doing something so personal and share it with the entire world? The anger boiling inside of him threatened to consume him entirely.

Walking around aimlessly throughout the day, you noticed his turmoil increasing tenfold. Every step he took echoed with uncertainty and doubt; you could sense that something truly dramatic was about to unfold. After hours of deliberation, Cillian finally decided to take matters into his own hands, requesting a change of scenery.

"We should do something nice after I deal with this tomorrow. Just you and me," he suggested, and you smiled faintly, grateful for any respite from this hellish storm. Glancing at his tired features, a wave of protectiveness swept over you. It was essential to stay strong for him, offering moral support where necessary.

"That sounds perfect. We need a break from all this madness," you agreed, smiling warmly at him. As you looked into his weary eyes, you felt a mix of love, admiration, and concern, knowing just how difficult this whole debacle had become for him.

"How about a trip to somewhere like the Maldives? I have never been there, and Dermont reckons it's quite nice. Just you and me on the beach," Cillian proposed with a sparkle in his eye, as though daring you to imagine the possibility.

Your stomach fluttered, excitement building within you at the prospect of exploring such an idyllic destination while, at the same time, you knew that you could not leave Ireland now without risking being denied re-entry upon your return.

Your visa was about to run out and you needed to address this issue before embarking on a vacation.

"Cillian, I would love to go on a holiday with you, but I can't leave the country right now. My student visa expires soon, and I don't know what to do about it just yet. I am working on it though. But, if I leave Ireland now, I can't return without a new visa in place," you explained sheepishly, avoiding his gaze.

His expression shifted instantly, a mixture of disappointment and frustration flashing across his features.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Cillian murmured softly, his eyes filled with understanding and worry.

Flinching momentarily, you admitted to him the difficulties you faced due to your impending immigration issues.

"Well, you've got your birthday coming up. You also have more important things to worry about at the moment and the premieres next month...I didn't want to burden you with my problems. I was just going to sort it out, but it proved to be much more difficult than I had anticipated, " you said and your words trailed off as your shoulders slumped, indicating your defeat.

Cillian wrapped an arm around your waist tenderly, displaying solidarity amidst adversity.

"Listen Y/N, you are my priority! I will ask my lawyer about this tomorrow after dealing with Kit. There must be an option if you want to stay. You may be able to change your visa to another visa or something," he said, and his tone exhibited care and understanding, allowing you to lean on him for support. "You do want to stay here, don't you?" Cillian questioned, wanting affirmation that his plan for staying together wasn't merely wishful thinking.

"Yes, Cillian. Of course I want to stay here. With you. I love you. Despite, Emma is staying in Ireland too. She is moving to Cork soon, and I want to be close to her as well," you expressed sincerely, locking eyes with him to convey your commitment.

His relief was palpable, and he held you closer still, promising to find a solution.

"Good. I am glad. Because there is no fucking way, I will ever let you go again," Cillian proclaimed confidently, taking charge of both situations which were now overshadowing your happiness.

"Dublin is my home now Cillian, so don't worry!" you replied cheerily but, just as you did, a bound of nausea hit you again, forcing you to make a mad dash to the bathroom.

Cillian, worried, followed behind and gently placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, whispering sweet words of encouragement, easing your anxiety somewhat.

He led you towards the bedroom afterwards, sitting beside you carefully, ensuring you felt comfortable enough to discuss the matter openly, thinking that the nausea was the result of your stress levels lately.

Feeling better physically, Cillian reached for your hand, intertwining your fingers lovingly. His eyes searched yours intently, seeking confirmation of your feelings regarding the situation.

"I hate seeing you like this, because of what Kit has done..." Cillian told you, but you interrupted him.

"No, it's not because of this. I am just hormonal. My cycle is all over the place ever since the surgery and I think that this is why I feel sick sometimes, "you tried to explain your condition, hoping that he understood the physical strain it put on you.

Cillian nodded sympathetically, wrapping you tightly in his arms, providing much-needed comfort.

"You should probably see someone about this again," he offered kindly, genuine concern evident in his voice. Your brow furrowed slightly in response, sensing the underlying undertone of concern rather than dismissal.

"I will, once you have dealt with Kit," you conceded, pondering the idea seriously for the first time. Your health had always taken a backseat, considering the recent surgeries and recoveries, coupled with the chaos surrounding the scandal. And perhaps this constant stress wasn't helping either.

"No, let's make sure we prioritise your health," Cillian remarked solemnly, adding weight to the conversation.

"Okay, I will get an appointment scheduled," you promised reluctantly, aware that the stress might eventually cause serious complications. Nevertheless, you couldn't help feeling irritated that these small concerns seemed to dominate most of your life currently.

With an aching heart, you glanced at your lover, acknowledging the gravity of the situation involving Kit and what you suggested next caught Cillian by suprise.

"You know, maybe, we should do something a little bit adventurous. Maybe this will take our minds off this video your crazy ass assistant shared on the internet," you teased playfully, your lips curling into a wicked smile.

"What do you have in mind?" Cillian asked, intrigued, as his eyebrows raised salaciously, a gleam of mischief lighting up his eyes.

"Something kinkier than anything we've done before," you told him before sliding down onto his lap.

"Okay. You have my attention. Tell me what you want to do," Cillian asked eagerly, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

A delicious thrill coursed through your veins as you contemplated the possibilities. The seductive power dynamics between you two made the air thick with sexual energy.

"I want us to explore some boundaries," you began slowly, savoring the taste of the forbidden fruit.

As you breathed heavily, trying to steady yourself against his chest, you continued, "And do things that we haven't even talked about."

Cillian swallowed hard, his breath catching. "Like what?" he ventured hesitantly, a hint of trepidation crossing his face.

You grinned wickedly, running your tongue along your bottom lip.

"Well, you are an actor, aren't you? So, how about some role play?"  You suggested coquettishly, letting your imagination run wild with various ideas dancing inside your head.

"I am all ears," Cillian said, his curiosity piqued.

"Well, we could pretend to be strangers meeting for the first time at a hotel. Then we could indulge in our fantasies, testing boundaries in our roles – teacher and student, doctor and patient, maybe even a dominant and submissive scenario," you mentioned, excited by the thought of turning the tables and experiencing each other differently.

"And we will film it, but just for us," you added, causing a wave of nervousness to ripple through him. Cillian hesitated briefly, his mind processing everything rapidly. Finally, he took a deep breath and accepted the challenge.

"I need to buy a camera first," he started, finally breaking the silence that hung heavy in the room. 

"Of course," you agreed, smiling warmly. The intensity of the discussion had increased exponentially, and your body burned with desire. It was almost painful to contain yourself, longing to experience the scenarios you discussed. As you kissed passionately, tangled limbs entwined in an erotic dance of pleasure, but your excitement was short lived as, suddenly, the doorbell rang startling you both.

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[daceydeath]

A Working Proposal (Part 10)

Pairings: Felix x Reader x Hyunjin Word Count: 6.6k Genre: Smut 🔞, Angst Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, unprotected sex (don't be stupid), threesome (more like sharing), fingering, oral

You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career?

Wednesday's could be hard depending entirely on what sales were the week before and if scandals had given everyone a headache, this Wednesday had however gone smoothly for you at least the meeting of the artist managers that fell at 3pm every week could sometimes drag on for hours if you had not lived up to expectation but since the kids were working so hard and also doing so much press it had become a cake walk for you. Smiling to yourself as you were dismissed within 25 minutes you made your way to Chan's studio to report in with him about what had happened. Finding him and a few of the others recording you stood by the door as to not make any extra noise until Hyunjin had finished his line.

"Come in and sit pretty" Han smiled as Chan stopped recording patting the spot between himself and Changbin.

"Yeah baby come here" Changbin smirked looking you up and down.

"You're back really early, what happened?" Chan asked turning from Hyunjin and his laptop to you.

"Finish recording it can wait Channie" you smiled moving to sit between the boys only to be snatched by Changbin and sat in his lap.

"Bin!" you gasped smacking the large arm that was around your waist as Han pouted obviously having had the same idea and not the same speed to carry it out. Chan rolled his eyes and Hyunjin looked dramatically put out by the whole thing "Sorry Hyunjin" you added quickly.

"You never need to apologize, my princess" Hyunjin smiled softly moving to quickly kiss your lips. He returned to the mic to record the line that you had interrupted recording it perfectly and waiting for Chan to play it back for them all to hear.

"I think you will like this track baby" Changbin murmured his lips against your ear "Since you feature on it?". You didn't follow what he meant and your furrowing eyebrows let the others know you were confused as Chan and Han threw smirks at each other before Chan hit play. The beat was good you liked it, it was a little dark and a little sexy which was always a combination that you liked from them but rarely got. As Changbin's rap started you heard the first add lib which sounded like a grunt or two to make his vocals more aggressive, there were a few more but it wasn't until Hyunjin's rap started that you heard something that was absolutely a moan and absolutely your moan. Your face must have paled enough for Chan to stop the track instantly and the room to go silent.

"Baby? you alright, Bin said that he told you he was going to show us that track you accidentally made, he said you were ok with that" Chan's voice was concerned you could tell that much but you refused to look up from the floor the skin of your face and neck burning with shame.

"Excuse me, I have some other work to do" you whispered your voice too tight to speak properly as you freed yourself from Changbin's arms and picked up your things fleeing from Chan's studio to the bathrooms down the hallway.

You avoided all of them for the rest of the day and went home on time ignoring all the messages and voice notes that had popped up. You had thought Changbin was joking around when he said he was going to share that track, you thought he was going to delete it straight away and you were mortified that they had actually cut it down to put it in a song that even if it sat in Chan's laptop and never saw the light of day would still exist, and they would all know it.

Tired but unable to sleep you found little rest that night dreading the what you would walk into in the morning, scrolling your phone you saw that the messages appeared to mainly be from the 3racha boys, some from Hyunjin. It made you slightly more hopeful that the other members would perhaps be unaware of what had happened and then maybe you could avoid any further mention of it as long as you were with either all of them or most of them.

Your alarm hadn't even gone off and you were already ready for work you left early hoping you could excuse yourself early by scheduling a meeting or something in the afternoon so that you could have time to think through how you wanted to approach this situation. Before you left you decided to at least read what they had to say to you since the messages had still been arriving late into the night.

Chan: Baby we are so very sorry, all of us, I will delete the track like it never happened. We truly are sorry we would never want to hurt you and we did, we will make it up to you I swear.

Hyunjin: Princess, please answer my calls, I need to know you are alright. Please princess talk to us, or me, or even Felix please.

Han: Pretty we thought that Bin had cleared this with you, we never would have put it in the track otherwise. God I'm so sorry, we all are, please forgive us.

The messages were all pretty much the same them apologizing again and again for upsetting you and you knew that they never would have intentionally hurt you it was something that they thought would be funny or would fluster you. Changbin had sent you a dozen voice notes at least so you listened to the first few.

"Baby, I'm so sorry, I fucked up and I know it. Don't be mad at the others I thought that you were all good with it but I assumed too much and I have broken the trust you had in me". "I know I have disrespected you and I never wanted to do that you mean so much to us all, I respect you so much the thought of me causing you pain will be my biggest regret". "I understand this has probably ruined everything between us, I will respect any decision you make and if you do not wish to spend anymore time with me I will accept that. I will make it up to you one day"

You dabbed the tears that were stinging the corners of your eyes, took a deep breath and finished collecting your things before leaving your apartment for work. It was far too early for you to be arriving at the company to begin your day but you knew if anyone was to question it you could blame it on international counterparts, the time difference had in the past meant very early mornings or very late nights so the excuse wouldn't make anyone bat an eye. The night security guard welcomed you with a look of sympathy for having to clock on so early as you passed him and you pretended it was the work that was making it hard for you until you got safely inside the elevator to get to your floor. Looking in the glass panel you notice how haggard you looked after almost no sleep and how poorly your make up hid it but it couldn't be helped, you could visit the make up team to help with it later. Walking to your desk you noticed it looked like a small floral shop, bunches of flowers, soft toys and candy covered it all with cryptic notes that only you would understand. Hastily you pulled out a promotions bag to scoop all the candy into and another to fill with the plush rabbits, teddy bears and other animals hoping you could keep them hidden from any co-workers that would arrive later that morning.

Making your way up to the dance studio you noticed the light was on but there was no music to be heard and you couldn't hear talking or movement so you opened the door anyway grateful to find the room empty. Stacking the bags neatly in the corner you scurried back out and back towards you office to deal with the flowers, not noticing the two pairs of eyes that followed your movements from the end of the hallway concerned. You got back into the elevator only to receive a text from Felix

Jagi, do you want to come back up here and talk about it? It's just me and Minho in the studio.

You realized that they must have seen you or noticed the bags that had suddenly appeared so swallowing your concerns you made your way back down to them.

"Hi jagi" Felix smiled warmly as you stepped into the studio coming over immediately to wrap you in his arms.

"Morning Felix" you mumbled into his shoulder as he squeezed you lightly pulling away enough to press his lips to yours chastely.

"Kitten, are you alright? It is super early for you to be here" Minho, perceptive as ever, tilted his head to study you as though looking for physical evidence that you were not happy.

"I'm alright enough I guess" you half smiled hoping your exhaustion wasn't poking through your makeup. "Have you two pulled an all nighter"

"Hyunjin said you got hurt and that they are pretty angry with themselves" Felix murmured before kissing your temple then your cheek, his arms still wrapped around you comfortingly.

"Changbin royally fucked up didn't he? I guess they are all worried that you will end this with all of us and maybe move back to Itzy or Twice". Minho sighed sadly "In all honesty none of us would blame you even though we don't know the details".

"Please don't leave" Felix whispered.

"I'm not leaving, at least not yet" you reassured Felix before pulling away slightly so he would let you go, stepping forward you were engulfed in Minho's arms and pulled against his strong chest.

"Do you want to tell us and we can talk out the best way to get back at them" he smirked cheekily into your hair.

"I don't want to get back at anyone, I just don't know what to think or feel" you admitted stepping out of Minho's arms and moving to the couch to sit "Maybe although I will stay with the team I should step away from this agreement some what, I think I am too attached to you all now it is inevitable that I will get hurt" you blinked back the tears that were forming on your lashes.

Both Felix and Minho sat beside you silently, it seemed to be them who saw you at your weakest each time it happened. Minho stroking your knuckles with his thumb and Felix kissing your wrist and palm trying to soothe the pain you were feeling. Felix's phone began to ring with Hyunjin's name flashing across the screen, you pulled your hand away while he fished around in his hoodie to grab it leaning into Minho who pulled into his arms your back against his chest as you both watched Felix.

"Hey man, what are you doing up?" he answered trying to sound as normal as possible as he put the phone on speaker.

"Can't sleep, no one here can" he mumbled glumly.

"How did you manage to all get insomnia together?" Felix tried to joke but Hyunjin ignored it.

"Has our princess called you? I asked her to call you if she didn't want to call me I'm worried" Hyunjin sighed deeply.

"Just give her time, I don't know what you guys did but if it's as bad as Minho says she just needs time" Felix may have been talking to Hyunjin but his eyes were on you.

"I never should have let Chan talk me into doing that fucking song, I mean it wasn't his fault he didn't know but if I had just said no...."he trailed off sounding troubled.

"But you didn't know you guys really need to get some rest" Felix tried to calm him "our jagi needs a little space from us sometimes to process, it will be fine I'm sure".

"Night Felix" Hyunjin muttered bitterly "Let me know if she calls though we are all worried, Chan looks like he's going to breakdown he's so worried she will leave us".

"She will never leave us, even if the agreement ends, we promised her that we would all remain the same as we were" Felix tried again to alleviate Hyunjin's worries as you watched on feeling tears in your own eyes "Sleep Hyunjin". He disconnected the call turning to you to cup your face in his hands his worried eyes boring into yours as he wiped the tears from your lashes.

"What song kitten?" Minho asked soothingly now drawing patterns across your middle.

"I went to Chan's studio after the weekly meeting, you guys have worked so hard I was only in there for twenty minutes or so and I wanted to tell Chan how well you had done. Hyunjin was recording so I just sat a waited for him to finish when Hyunjin was happy with his delivery Chan played it back, they put some of that recording the Changbin was meant to delete into the track. It made me feel so dirty, like I am nothing but a plaything for you all, I just left and avoided everyone until I could go home, then I ignored all their calls" you explained quietly looking at the floor knowing you couldn't meet either of their eyes. "I should go upstairs again" you breathed moving to untangle yourself from Minho.

"Kitten, I'm so sorry" Minho whispered not yet releasing you.

"Jagi" Felix's voice cracked making you turn back to him, his eyes watery "please don't leave yet". You paused looking at his angelic face looking so sad before opening your arms for him to join in the cuddle you were having with Minho.

"You are not a plaything, not to me and not the Felix I can promise you that" Minho began "If you feel dirty because of the things we have done that is our fault and we are so very sorry that we made you feel like that" he kissed your ear gently.

"We all adore you jagi, really we do, we want you with us all the time and when you're happy we are so happy because you matter more to us then anyone else" Felix whispered his head laying against your chest "you signing the contract was the best thing that has happened to us since we debuted".

"you're being too sweet both of you" you mumbled feeling your eyes get heavy slowly.

"How much sleep have you had since this happened kitten?" Minho asked softly

"About two hours" you yawned.

"Alright, Felix you get up and hold our girl, I'll pull the cushions down to make us somewhere to rest and I'll lock the studio so no one can get in unless we let them in " Minho instructed helping you into Felix's arms while you sleepily frowned. He was fast with the whole thing pulling the seat cushions and back rests off to make a make shift bed big enough for the three of you to cuddle on which Felix helped you on to before cuddling you against his chest. With a faint click Minho locked the door turned off the lights and darkened the monitor before getting himself comfortable spooning you one arm holding your waist tightly. Closing your eyes you could smell their cologne and shampoos, feel their warmth surrounding you and hear their breathing which lulled you off to sleep.

It had only been a few hours but you felt better when you woke up entangled in the boys arms, Minho's hand had traveled up under your shirt to rest on your stomach and your legs were intertwined with Felix's both boys were already awake, if they had even slept at all, murmuring to each other above your head.

"Do you feel any better kitten?" Minho chuckled as you clung a bit tighter to Felix not wanting actually open your eyes yet.

"A little bit" you whined as he laughed quietly at you his hand travelling a little further up your bare skin to cup your breast kneading it slowly and making you gasp into Felix's chest.

"No fair hyung" Felix muttered placing him finger under your chin to lift your face towards his, his breathe across you cheeks making your eyes open to meet his briefly before he kissed you sensually, lips sliding against yours perfectly while his tongue sought entrance to your mouth. You mewled against his lips his hand slipping into your hair holding you to him while Minho pressed himself against your back lips moving to meet your neck to press feather light kisses and bites to your skin. Your soft pants and gasps seemed to encourage them on Felix moving his leg to press against your core and Minho lightly pinching and teasing your nipples through the fabric of your bra.

"Stop" you gasped as Minho let his hand wander down towards the waist band of your trousers "Not now, not here" you panted as they both instantly withdrew from you.

"Sorry jagi, we know you want to be careful during work hours" Felix breathed stroking your face with his thumb.

"Maybe later then kitten" Minho teased placing one last kiss to you neck moments before knocking started on the studio door and Minho's phone started ringing Chan's name flashing across the screen making you feel panicked all over again. Not answering it he simply stood and went to open the door while you stood up going to move the seat cushions back to where they belonged only for Felix to stop you and pull you into his arms letting you bury your face in his neck if you needed to hide.

Chan, Changbin and Seungmin walked into the room with Hyunjin tailing behind them. Seungmin, you realized by the way he was teasing the others, must have had no idea of what had happened the day before until he saw them notice you in Felix's arms and freeze up.

"What's happened?" he asked instantly looking between them and you.

"Baby? what are you doing here so early?" Chan asked before noticing the pile of cushions and looking at Minho.

"She needed some comfort so she could sleep so she was here with us" he shrugged like it wasn't a big deal.

"What did you do?" Seungmin frowned looking at Chan before walking to you and rubbing his hand comfortingly across your back.

"I'm alright Seugmin, But I do have to get back to my desk to start work" you smiled softly at him as Felix let you go, reaching up you kissed Seungmin's cheek before walking past the others without even looking at them.

Your desk still looked like a small florist when you arrived back at it but since it was only 9:00 only a couple of people had arrived and you could arrange for a courier to take the flowers from reception to your home without too much fuss. Staying at your desk for most of the morning you realized that you would have to start the next lot of promotional preparations which meant going over all schedules, concepts and needs the kids would have to make it a successful promotional period. Taking a few deep breathes you made your way towards the studios to see where you would catch the most members at once. Felix and Minho had spent the night going over the changes they were going to need to put in place for the choreography so you hoped at least some of them would be relearning that. You entered without knocking like you always did you finding instead of actually practicing or rehearsing everyone was mid argument.

"I know I fucked everything up alright" Changbin yelled frustrated.

"That isn't the point you idiot" Seungmin growled furiously "The point is you didn't even ask her did you? You just thought I'll share this with everyone and that was it".

"What happens when she decides that's it she wants out?" Jeongin added sounding angry "She might never be able to trust us again".

"Not to mention she actually told us it made her feel dirty, like we use her as a toy and she means nothing" Minho shouted over both of them everyone looking guilt ridden.

"I felt like that at the time, less so now" you sighed closing the door behind you trying to keep your professional mask in place. "Now I need this promo stuff authorized so can you all concentrate for just a little while so I can get this done for you".

"Angel" Jeongin started looking startled that you had just walked into them arguing about you and kept it together almost flawlessly.

"If you want to discuss it further we can but not right now" you finished firmly meeting his eyes "I adore you guys but right now I need to do my job and not worry about how I feel, so please help me out here".

"Of course what did you need from us?" Chan snapped back into work mode motioning for you to sit down.

"Thank you, I need to make sure this works with your current schedules and I need a solid decision on the concept" You looked up at him while the others all sat around in various places, Seungmin instantly moving to be at your side and Felix on the other.

"The schedule matches ours fine, we might just need to move an interview or two" Chan nodded.

I'll sort that out, now for the choreography are we thinking a more street concept or do you want darker, more rock vibe? I need to get costuming started" you asked still trying your hardest.

"Can I give you an answer by the end of the day?" Minho asked slowly considering his options.

"Of course" you nodded standing back up and moving to leave.

"Would you come back down here for lunch with us?" Seungmin asked cautiously "Maybe we can work some of this out?"

"Let me think about it" you smiled genuinely "I'll let you know" leaving them to work out what they were doing on their own.

Fifteen minutes before your lunch break you texted Seungmin asking if they were in a good enough place for you to join them because you didn't want them arguing the whole time in case someone overheard, not anything about you but overheard that there was any sort of discord in the group, once he assured you that there would be none you agreed to come down for lunch you could always leave if you needed to and you really needed to try to get past it so you could continue your job properly even if you couldn't be sure what you were going to do about everything else. Stepping into the studio it was quiet like they knew they needed to behave themselves making you pause.

"If this is too awkward I can go back upstairs" you sighed looking at each of them knowing that if they said that it was it would make up your mind for you.

"Please stay" Chan smiled at you hopefully "we would really like you to". Your heart swelled in your chest as he looked at you with such soft eyes, you knew he was sorry, you knew he enjoyed you being around but there was something more that he was letting shine through.

"Alright" you nodded walking further into the room, Felix and Seungmin patting the spot between them that would hopefully make you feel comfortable.

"We ordered a bunch of different stuff so hopefully you find something you want" Jeongin piped up gesturing to a bunch of different food containers sitting between the all.

"I'm not that fussy, I eat almost everything" you chuckled taking the chopsticks Seungmin held out for you.

"Fried chicken?" Felix offered, holding out a piece to feed to you, making you giggle and the others relaxed a little as you opened your mouth and took a bite.

"Alright you get a little of everything then kitten" Minho shrugged getting you a plate and putting a bunch of different things on it before passing it across to you.

"Thank you Minho" you knew your voice was quiet but you couldn't pretend that you were totally ok when you weren't, lying to them wasn't going to help. Everyone ate in silence until Hyunjin couldn't do that anymore.

"I'm so sorry princess" he blurted out making you jump a little "please don't leave us".

"I'm not going to leave the team Hyunjin" you furrowed your eyebrows slightly "I'm not sure about the agreement yet but I won't leave the team, I like working with you" you explained.

"So you might leave us?" Han whispered sadly putting his food down.

"I'm not sure yet Han, it's not particularly nice to be made to feel like I'm nothing more than a whore that's here for your amusement" you swallowed hard willing yourself not to cry. "I'm not used to being made to feel dirty and disgusting by people I care about so I have to think about what happens next".

"You are none of those things princess" Hyunjin stressed tears in his eyes. "none of them and we never wanted to make you feel that way".

"I know you didn't, but that doesn't stop me feeling these things" you explained gently trying not to upset him more than he was. "I can forgive you because you didn't mean to, it was not that any of you meant to hurt me, but I can't just forget it". You sighed sadly feeling yourself getting upset but you were going to try not to cry you didn't want the to feel worse you just needed them to understand.

"If you chose to end the agreement we will respect that, I promised you that nothing would change for you, we will still work with you and still care about you" Chan conceded clearing his throat as he tried to keep the emotion out of it but failing.

"Don't end the agreement" Changbin interrupted his eyes glossy "please". You looked at him for the first time since you had heard the track and saw how miserable he was and it made you feel conflicted you were still hurt but you could tell he was sorry, more than sorry you could see that he was hurting too.

"Chan" you closed your eyes collecting yourself as Felix rubbed your back and Seungmin kissed your wrist "If you get rid of the sounds on the track, and you can all swear to me that this will never happen again"

"I deleted the whole track already, the samples, the track of you and Bin all of it is gone" Chan answered instantly cutting you off "and this will never happen again all of us can swear to that".

"You don't have to stay with us" Minho added "Don't say you will because you feel some sort of guilt that we would be upset by you leaving us, you need to do what is best for you. We all care about you, probably more than we thought we would so we only want you to be happy".

"I know Minho, and I will think about it" you smiled faintly interrupted by your phone ringing "I will be there shortly I'm just going over scheduling with them now" you stood up your phone still against you ear and made your way to the door leaving them to watch you leave.

You left earlier than usual that evening feeling exhausted but optimistic that the boys had obviously learnt a lesson out of all of this and you had learnt how much they cared for you in return. Feeling lazy you caught a cab home and decided you would get take out after you had showered and changed into your pajamas so you could just lounge until you went to bed. Still scrolling through your phone deciding what to eat a text from Felix popped up telling you he had already ordered you dinner and it was on its way, he always managed to say or do something small that meant so much to you. The knock on your door came quickly making your stomach grumble as you got up to answer it the anticipation of what he had picked for you making you go to the door faster but when you opened it you were met with a bigger surprise. Holding a bag of food and a bakery box was Felix and behind him holding more roses than you had ever seen in one arrangement stood Hyunjin.

"Hi, come in?" you stuttered still a little stunned.

"We have dinner and dessert" Felix grinned stepping inside and leading you into your kitchen with Hyunjin stepping inside afterwards and locking the door behind him.

"I didn't expect you to bring dinner yourself, or more flowers" you sighed softly.

"We know, I told Felix it might upset you if we just turned up" Hyunjin mumbled not really looking at you as he places the basket of deep red roses down on your kitchen bench.

"I'm not upset Hyunjin, I'm just surprised and also now convinced that you have bought me every rose in the entire city" you smiled slightly looking at the flowers before you plus the eight other vases and boxes of flowers that filled your apartment.

"I don't think we have bought you every rose but we should have you deserve every single one" Hyunjin smiled softly looking at you standing in your kitchen in your pajamas barefaced reminding him of the day he spent here with you before he and the others had broken your heart.

"Sit please" you flushed slightly under his gaze "I'll get us plates and stuff" you shooed them around your kitchen island and towards the couch where they took spots on opposite ends.

Handing them each a plate you brought all the containers into the lounge and placed them on the table, grabbing chopsticks and cutlery you took a moment to decide where to sit which made Hyunjin move to get up.

"Sit with Felix princess , it's alright" he voice cracked sadly.

"Hyunjin please, sit I'll sit between you if that's alright" you swallowed hard hating that you were feeling so awkward around him after he had made you feel so beautiful and loved the last time he was here. You ate in silence for a few a little while before you sighed not enjoying how tense the air in the room was becoming.

"How are we going to fix this?" you asked softly not specifically even needing a response just needing to get the question off of your chest. Hyunjin cupped your face turning you to look at him, it was the first time you had let him since you heard the song. His thumbs caressed your cheekbones so carefully as though you might turn to smoke in his palms and disappear, leaning forward slowly he pressed his lips to yours in a slow sweet kiss letting you pull away when you were ready.

"I don't know but I am willing to do anything you want me to" he whispered earnestly his chocolate eyes swimming with emotion.

"We don't want to lose you jagi" Felix murmured his lips finding your neck as he placed feather light kisses across you skin.

"Don't want to lose any of you" you breathed as Hyunjin lent forward to kiss you again this time deeper and needier.

"Let us show you how much we want you to stay jagi" Felix mouthed against your skin his fingers deftly moving beneath the long sleeved shirt you were wearing tracing patterns across your skin.

"Do you want us to show you princess?" Hyunjin asked gently "Show you how much you mean to us?".

"Please" you whispered needily as a familiar need caught fire within you. Felix grinned against your skin nipping at your shoulder then soothing the skin with his tongue.

"Come then princess, let us worship you" Hyunjin murmured as Felix pulled your top over your head and dropped it beside the couch his hands cupping your breasts and squeezing them teasingly. Hyunjin pulled you gracefully to your feet leading you and Felix to your bedroom, a place that they both knew well, beginning to undress themselves while they took turns claiming your mouth. Felix was kissing you passionately when Hyunjin slipped his fingers into the waist band of your sleep pants teasing the elastic slowly before letting his fingers hook them and pull them down your thighs until they fell to the floor and he could begin mapping the skin of your bare skin. His fingers dragged lightly across the skin of your things before delving between your folds making him groan into the mark he was sucking into your shoulder.

"Does she feel as good as I think she does" Felix smirked looking into your eyes as you gasped Hyunin's fingers finding your clit and rubbing it ever so slowly.

"Our princess feels like heaven" Hyunjin purred nipping at your ear "You want first or second Lix?".

"First" Felix grinned kissing you again his fingers teasing your nipples as his tongue rolled against yours.

"One little taste of you princess and our little Felix is hooked" he chuckled letting go of you so Felix could get you exactly where he wanted you. Sitting, Felix pulled you into his lap to straddle him his fingers sliding between your folds to continue where Hyunjin left off smiling brightly when you moaned at his touch.

"So wet for us jagi, so perfect and just for us" Felix cooed as you rocked against his hand the pleasure building which each movement you made "ready for me jagi?" he whispered kissing his way across your jaw.

"Please need to feel you Felix" you whimpered lifting yourself slightly so you could slide down his shaft.

"Fuck jagi" Felix groaned deeply making your walls flutter around him, he began rolling his hips under you fucking into you gently while he pulled you against his chest his lips seeking out your neck to kiss and suckle while you moaned lewdly every time his tip grazed your g spot.

"So good" you whined as your orgasm crept closer, sensing your walls tightening around him Felix began thrusting up into you a little harder groaning as you clamped down on him as your high rippled through you, he continued thrusting until you came down from your high kissing you lips gently.

"My perfect jagi" Felix whispered into your ear grasping your hips tightly to keep you still "Can I give you more?"

"Please" you panted eyes widening with pleasure as he slowly rolled his hips into you, he gently took your chin in his finger to turn your head towards Hyunjin making you watch him as he hungrily stared at you riding Felix's cock and Felix increased the speed he pumped up into you brushing your g spot again and again until you were gasping his name still watching Hyunjin hiss and he tried not to touch his achingly hard cock.

"Do you like Hyunjin watching you take my cock jagi, you like him seeing me fill this pretty cunt?" he groaned as your walls tightened again around him.

"Yes Felix, fuck yes" you cried as another orgasm washed over you making your head fall against Felix's chest as you felt his warm seed fill you.

"I think Hyunjin needs you jagi" Felix purred helping you to your feet steadying you as your faced Hyunjin who still watched you with hooded eyes as you licked your lips looking at him with wide eyes and Felix's cum dripping onto your thighs.

"Lay down princess" Hyunjin instructed gently his voice tight as he stalked towards you "Going to show you exactly why you should stay with us forever" his voice growing softer as you did as you were told. You reached out your arms to him as he crawled over you kissing you lightly all over teasing you with his perfectly soft lips.

"Hyunjin" you breathed wanting him more and more with each kiss.

"You are a goddess" he sighed into your skin "You deserve to be worshiped and revered" his kisses began turning into soft sucking and nibbling as he reached your breasts making you hum with pleasure before continuing up to finally claim you lips in a searing kiss.

"Just want to kiss you forever princess" he whined against your lips biting your lower lip lightly letting his tongue soothe it before delving into your mouth his hands moving to cup your face as you felt his hard length press against your mound. Your mind went blank the longer he kissed you nothing else existed in that moment just his hands, hips lips and finally his cock as he angled his hips to slip inside of you.

"Hyunjin" you keened softly as he stilled above you.

"It's alright princess I only want to love you, let me just love you" He breathed into you hair so only you could hear him as he languidly began to slide his cock out of you again "Love how you feel princess wrapped around me". You whined loudly as he made love to you so sweetly tears began forming in the corner of your eyes as one slipped down your cheek he caught it with his lips groaning as he tasted it on his tongue.

"Hyunjin" you moaned lowly feeling the tendrils of another orgasm making their way through you. Your mid was fuzzy and your eyes glazed as he continued to fuck you lazily but deeply his cock brushing just below your cervix making you legs shake. "Hyunjin" you whined again.

"I have you princess" he smiled dazzlingly as you felt yourself tip over the edge of your high, your vision going white as your walls gripped him and you arched off the bed he followed you moments later growling your name out deeper then you had ever head him painting your walls white like Felix before him. You laid in the middle of your bed dazed your body felt like it was heavier than lead but your mind was floating basking in the perfection of Felix and Hyunjin.

"Is jagi alright?" Felix asked softly as Hyunjin chuckled slipping out of you and moving to grab a washcloth from your bathroom to clean you up.

"She's fine just very tired did you make some tea?" Hyunjin smiled carefully cleaning you up while Felix put a mug of tea beside you bed.

"Yeah and I have the cupcakes but I feel like I missed the fun" he pouted looking between Hyunjin and you as you hissed softly while his cleansed your sensitive flesh.

"You can watch next time" You giggled slowly sitting up as Felix got into bed on your right and Hyunjin on your left.

"I bought dessert and I will totally stay and watch next time" He grinned.

"Eat up princess you need to get your strength back after that effort" Hyunjin chuckled making you smile.

"Is all of this to convince me to stay?" "you whispered.

"Did it work?" Felix beamed leaning in to kiss your cheek.

"Yes it did" you sighed sipping the mug of tea Hyunjin handed you making them both tackle you to the bed to hug you once Hyunjin had put the mug back safely on your bed side table.

a/n: Alright this was a bit of an epic sorry about that (I'm not actually sorry at all) but thank you for reading as always likes, rebolgs and comments fill me with joy and I am eternally thankful for all of you xx

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[loveesiren]

𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍 - 𝖢.𝖲. (𝖯𝗍. 3)

Disclaimer: Hate hate hate this chapter but some of y'all were getting mean so here is chapter 3. I think it's trash. My motivation has been shit lately so we'll see where this story goes.

Synopsis: Y/n runs away from her problems

Warnings: Language, heroin use, angst, 18+

Word Count: 2.8k+

Chris’s POV

I swear I was going to lose my fucking my mind in this tiny concrete room. I hadn’t even been in here for two hours and the anxiety was taking over. The cop sat at his desk, sipping his coffee loudly while watching a football game on a small tv that faced away from me. I was going to have to sit here until Monday morning and all I had to do was think. 

A million thoughts ran through my head. I’m sure Matt and Nick already called our parents and they were going to be pissed beyond belief. Luckily our podcast was pre-recorded but if I’m not out soon news is going to get around that I’m in here. But most of all, I thought about Y/n. She seemed so upset. I knew she was blaming herself for this and I prayed she wouldn’t do anything stupid. I know how vulnerable she can get when she’s down. But I know Matt and Nick will look out for her.

“Yo, don’t I get a phone call or something?” I asked the cop.

He responded with a long sigh, as if my question was making his entire job more difficult. I furrowed my brows at him, awaiting his response. “Fine.” He finally said. He got up and unlocked the cell door before leading me over to the phone. “You got two minutes, kid.”

I nodded and picked up the phone. I dialed Nick’s number, knowing he was most likely to answer.

“Hello?”

“Nick? Hey! It’s Chris!”

“Chris! Are you okay?!”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.” I responded. I could hear Matt in the background and Nick switched his phone to speaker.

“Chris, we'll bond you out first thing after your hearing on Monday! Mom and dad already hired a lawyer.” Matt said.

I sighed, knowing how disappointed they were going to be. “Cool. Cool. Uhhh can I talk to Y/n?”

Matt and Nick were both silent for a few moments. “Uhm…she’s not here…”

“Well where is she?”

“I’m not sure…”

I could hear the change in Nicks voice. Something was wrong. “What’s going on? Why are you talking like that?”

“Well…She uhm…Her and Matt kind of-”

“I kicked her out!”

“You did what?!”

“She’s always gotten you into trouble, Chris. I’m sick of it. I don’t want to see you ruin your life over her. I know you’re like in love with her or whatever but-”

“Go find her. Now!” I spat. “You don’t fucking understand, Matt. You don’t fucking understand what you did! Go find her and make sure she is fucking safe!”

“Chris, what do you mean?”

“Now!” I slammed the phone down on the receiver.

“Watch it!” The cop said. I bit my tongue and followed him back to my cell. 

I sat in the corner of the tiny bed and buried my head in my knees, trying to fight the tears threatening to spill from my eyes. I loved Y/n more than anything in the entire world and I knew her better than anyone. I was the only one who knew she experimented with opioids. I tried them with her but I noticed how she started using them to numb her pain and I quit. After having to Narcan her TWICE I made her promise to never touch them again. I threatened to tell her parents. I told her I would take her to rehab. She begged me not to. I know I should have but she swore to me she wouldn’t touch them again. I helped her through her withdrawals and over the last two years she’d been true to her word as far as I knew. I mean I was with her most of the time and never saw her use or act shady. But now I wasn’t there when she needed me and who knows what Matt said to her. 

Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK! I couldn’t stop the tears from falling now. My whole body was shaking with anxiety.

Y/n’s POV

“Y/n! Y/N!” Danny yelled, kicking my foot. I jolted awake and struggled to see through blurred vision. I rubbed my eyes and slowly took in my surroundings as an overwhelming wave of nausea took over my body. 

“Ugh, what?” 

“Your phone’s been ringing non stop! Fucking answer it or turn it off. It’s annoying.”

I felt for my phone as previous events returned to my memory. Chris was arrested. I got in a fight with Matt. One thing led to the next and I somehow ended up at Danny’s house smacked out of my mind. I wasn’t proud of this. But remembering what Matt said to me, I felt like I was exactly where I needed to be. 

My phone started ringing again and I was able to find it between the cushions of Danny’s old, cigarette stained couch. The screen lit up with Matt’s name and I could feel the bile rising in my stomach. I ran to the bathroom and shut the door quickly behind me. I sat on the floor, heaving over the toilet, but not much came out. I can’t remember the last time I ate. I didn’t even know what day it was. I sat back and pulled out my phone. 13 missed calls from Matt and Nick combined. 5 from my mother along with three texts asking where I was. A missed call from an unknown number. To top it all off, it was 6:23 pm on Sunday. What the hell had happened in the last day and a half? 

I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was a tangled mess, a stained crop top clung to my malnourished frame and a pair of baggy sweatpants (that didn’t belong to me) were tied tightly to my waist. I looked at the fresh track marks on my arm, a trail of dried blood leading halfway down my forearm. I was disappointed in myself. I promised Chris I would never go back to this. But it was too late now. I pulled my phone back out, ignoring all the messages from Matt and Nick and opening the text thread with my mom. I typed out a quick message. 

Hey mom, I’m fine. Haven’t been feeling great this weekend so I’ve been sleeping. Didn’t mean to worry you.

Not three seconds after I sent it, she was calling me. I sighed, really not in any head space to talk to her but I knew I was already on her last nerve so I took a deep breath and answered.

“Hello?” I definitely sounded sick.

“Y/n! Honey! Where are you?! Are you okay?!”

“I-I’m fine, mom. I’m at home. I’m just a little sick.”

“Nick and Matt said you weren’t at your house! They were just there!”

Fuck. Why the fuck had they come by?

“I just stepped out to get some medicine. I just got back.” I lied.

The lie seemed to calm her down a bit. “MaryLou told us what happened to Chris. We just wanted to make sure you were doing okay.” 

“Yeah, mom. I’m fine. Matt and Nick are going to bail him out tomorrow.” I felt nauseous again thinking about it. I didn’t know what to expect when Chris got out. I wasn’t great with confrontation and after the situation with Matt and relapsing with Danny, I didn’t really want to face Chris. “Uhm, mom, some friends asked me to go camping for a few days. So my service might be spotty.”

“I thought you were sick?”

“Yeah, I think it’s just like food poisoning or something. I should be better by tomorrow. But I’ll call you when I can, okay?”

“Y/n, are you sure you’re okay? If something is wrong you can tell us, we can come out there…”

“No, I’m fine mom. I promise. I’ll talk to you soon, okay? I love you!”

With that, I hung up on her and quickly exited the bathroom. “Danny, let’s go.”

“Go where?” He asked. 

“I-I don’t know. San Diego or something? I just need to get out of here before Chris gets out tomorrow?”

“Why? I thought you looooved him.” Danny mocked. “You’ve been mumbling about him non stop.” He sighed and sat back.

Danny liked you. That wasn’t a secret. He wasn’t bad looking. But he was a “bad boy”. His main job was drug dealing. He hung around with shady people, did shady shit, and hated on people like the Sturniolo’s for being in the public eye. Even though you were getting into your modeling career, Danny didn’t seem to care. You didn’t believe Danny’s feelings were deep. You didn’t believe Danny was capable of deep feelings or love. But you were hot and you had him wrapped around your finger.

“I-I can’t face Chris like this. I just want to get away from here. Please?” 

“My cousin has a condo down in Chula Vista. It’s right by the beach. I could call him.”

“Okay. I’m gonna run to my apartment and grab some things.”

I left Danny’s apartment, and ran up to mine. I grabbed a duffle bag from my closet and grabbed some clothes, a toothbrush, and some deodorant. The basic necessities. I was almost done packing when I heard a knock on my door. 

“Coming!” I said, assuming it was Danny. I threw my bag over my shoulder and made my way to the door. I swung it open, ready to go but stopped in my tracks when I saw Matt standing in front of me. 

“Going somewhere?” He asked.

It was hard to find my voice. My mind was a mess and my body was hurting. I needed a fix. “Uhm- Camping. With some friends.”

“Camping with friends. What friends?” Matt asked, stepping into my apartment now. 

“Just some friends. You don’t know them.” It was somewhat true. Nick and Matt didn’t know Danny. Hence why they couldn’t find me earlier. But lying to my mom about camping with friends was one thing. She didn’t know my social circle out here. Chris, Nick, and Matt on the other hand, pretty much were my social circle. We shared the same friends. If I really was to go camping with friends, chances are they’d be coming too. 

“Look, Y/n. I’m sorry for what I said yesterday…I was just upset and it was wrong of me to blame it on you.” I didn’t know how to respond so I just looked to the floor. “Chris is really going to want to see you tomorrow and-” He stopped, noticing my arms. He grabbed my wrist and yanked my arm into view. “Y/n, what the fuck happened to your arms?! Have you been shooting up?!”

“Ready to go, Princess? My cousin said-” Danny appeared in my doorway. “Well look what the cat dragged in.” Danny said with his skeezy smile. 

Matt looked him up and down before looking back at me. Danny had on tight jeans with chains and a sleeveless band shirt. He reeked of cigarette smoke and I knew Matt was judging me.

“This is who you’re going camping with?” Matt asked.

“Look, I gotta go…” I said pushing past Matt and locking my door. 

“So you’re just going to dip out on Chris?” Matt asks. “Come on Y/n. You’re better than this guy!”

“Excuse me?” Danny asks, turning to face Matt. I step in front of Danny, putting my hand on his chest. 

“Matt. You said it yourself. I’m no good for Chris…” 

“Y/n, I didn’t mean-”

“It’s fine. I gotta go. Take care of him, okay?” 

With that, I grabbed Danny’s hand and pulled him along with me down to his car to avoid any further conversation with Matt. I noticed his van with Nick inside sitting in the parking lot. He looked confused. I looked away and climbed into Danny’s car, urging him to drive away. 

Danny offered me a cigarette and I took it. Remaining quiet as I sparked it. He didn’t ask questions. But he did place his hand on my knee as he drove. “You don’t need them, Princess. I’ll take care of you.”

The words made my stomach twist into a knot. I wanted Chris. But Matt was right. I didn’t deserve him. I was exactly where I deserved to be. “You got any more dope?” 

“Gonna pick some up on our way, don’t worry.” He smiled at me. I attempted a half ass smile as I bit back the urge to cry. I looked down at my phone, studying the photo of me and Chris I had set as my wallpaper. It was a silly photo of us in highschool. We were both laughing, I was on Chris’s back as he ran down the hall with me. It was a time in my life I was truly happy. 

I shut my phone off and threw it in my bag, focusing on the world passing by through the window of Danny’s old BMW. I knew this wasn’t the right move but I was never good at confronting my problems and the promise of an escape and drugs was enough to leave LA and Chris behind me.

Chris’s POV

I sat silently while the judge went over my charges. Cameron Jacobs and his family sat and watched with smug looks on their faces. Matt and Nick sat on the opposite side of the courtroom, ready to bail me out. I was disappointed when they showed up without Y/n. 

The judge set my bond to $5,000 and gave me another court date. By noon, I was gathering my things and climbing into the van. Nick was hounding me with questions while Matt remained relatively quiet. 

“So where’s Y/n?” I asked, no longer wanting to think about the trouble I was in or the fact that I would have to call my parents when I got home and get my ass chewed out, or the fact that we were out five grand. “Why didn’t she come?” My voice cracked.

Nick looked at Matt, seeing if he would admit what happened. Matt remained silent. “Matt…”

“Where is she, Matt?” I asked. 

“Look Chris-”

“No tell me the fucking truth! It’s your fault she fucking left in the first place. Where is she?!”

Matt sighed. “I went to her place last night. She left with some sleaze bag. Said she was going camping…” 

“Dude with combat boots, covered in shitty tattoos, smelled like cigarettes?” I asked.

“Yeah.” 

“Danny.” I hissed. He was such a piece of shit. Always trying to get in Y/n’s pants. He was a slimy drug dealer and now she was God knows where with him. 

“She had, uhm…she had track marks on her arms…” Matt said. 

I tried to take a deep breath but I was beyond livid. “Pull over.” I said as calmly as I could. 

“What? Why?” Nick asked.

“Pull the fucking car over!” 

Matt did as I asked and I climbed out, slamming the door behind me before walking off down the street. 

“Chris! Where are you going?!” Matt asked as him and Nick chased after me. I really didn’t want to be near him right now.

“Fuck off, Matt!” 

“You have to fucking talk to me, man!” He said, grabbing my shoulder and forcing me to look at him. I pushed him off of me and Nick was quick to catch him before he fell. 

“This is your fucking fault!” I yelled. “Why the fuck would you say those things to her, Matt? She’s been our best friend our whole lives! This is your fucking fault!”

“I was just looking out for you! It’s not my fault she’s a drug addict, man!”

I threw myself at Matt, punching him in the eye. He fought back but it didn’t last long before Nick was separating us. 

“Stop it! What the hell is the matter with you guys?!” Nick yelled. “Chris, you just got out of jail for fucking assault. Beating up your own brother isn’t going to get you anywhere! And Matt, you were wrong for what you said to Y/n. But we aren’t going to find her if you end up back in jail and don’t work together. So both of you get in the fucking car and let’s go home and figure something out.”

As much as I hated Matt right now, Nick was right. All I really cared about was finding Y/n and I was going to need help doing that. I climbed back into the car silently and endured the ride home. I had tried texting and calling Y/n earlier but it went straight to voicemail. I typed out one more text. 

Y/n, please be okay. I’m so worried about you. Fuck whatever Matt said. You mean everything to me. Please just text me back when you get this so I know you’re okay. I love you…

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Request: THIS IDEA JUST SPARKED HOLY SHIT?? OK have you ever watched Hot Ones with Sean Evens (first we feast is the youtube channel) so basically that but Steve is the one being interviewed but he LOVES spicy food??(watch the episode with Florence Pugh i LOVE it but basically I want it to be kinda like that) just yeah that. Jxjxnxnx please and thank you

MY LOVE ❤️ I admit, most of what I watch of really anything is either highlights on Tik Tok or short clips my friends send me because I am out of touch with the cool kids. But Hot Ones is SO GOOD. The Lewis Capaldi episode (I do love him anyways) had me actually almost pee my pants laughing. I hope you love this fun (short, sorry) thing for this! - Mickala ❤️

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“I just don’t know why you got Hot Ones. They could have had the whole band on there making idiots of themselves,” Eddie pouted.

He’d been pouting for two days now.

In fact, his entire band was from the moment Steve called him on tour to let him know that he would be doing the Hot Ones interview next week.

“I told you, they had a last minute cancellation and my schedule just worked. Maybe you’ll get next season,” Steve said over the phone as the oven timer went off to let him know his brownies were done cooking.

“Whatcha makin’ Stevie?” Eddie’s curiosity was adorable.

He was in London, just got off stage from their last show in Europe. Steve was in their home in LA, having the last lazy day in before his awards season started.

“If I tell you, you’ll be sad you’re missing it.”

“Tell us! Tell us!” Gareth said from much closer than Steve would have expected.

“Hi Gare Bear. No personal space tonight?”

Eddie laughed as Steve pulled the brownies out of the oven and shut it off.

“He said personal space is for people who don’t like each other and he likes me very much,” Steve could hear Eddie’s eye roll in his voice. “A shame because I can’t stand him.”

“Play nice boys. You’ll be home in less than 24 hours,” Steve reminded them.

Gareth lived a mile up the road from them with his boyfriend and their excessive amount of cats.

Excessive being four.

Steve was allergic, so any amount of cats seemed excessive to him.

But Steve and Gareth were close, had been since even before Eddie and Steve started dating.

He was Steve’s best man in their wedding, much to Dustin’s bafflement. He only didn’t argue because Eddie softened the blow by asking him to be his own best man.

Usually if baked goods or a home cooked meal were involved, Gareth would show up at their door ready to partake.

“You’ll be home when I get there?”

“Yep. Cleared my whole day just for you, baby.”

“Good. Miss you.

“Miss you too. You heading to bed?” Steve poked at the brownies, making sure they were cooked.

“Yeah, I’m beat.” Eddie yawned to emphasize how exhausted he was. “Did your manager tell them you love spicy foods or are you just gonna let them assume you’re a wimp?”

“Nah. It’ll be fun.”

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When he arrives on the set of Hot Ones, Sean greets him with a smile and a handshake.

Eddie wasn’t able to come with him, but Robin had promised to record the whole thing just for them.

She watched from the side next to his manager, Nancy, and his bodyguard, Hopper.

They settled at the table, got mic’d up, makeup touched up, and Sean reminded him that if he absolutely had to tap out, they could stop recording and edit everything accordingly to make it look like he made it through the challenge.

Steve wasn’t worried.

The first three wings didn’t even have a kick. It was just a casual conversation between friends.

He talked about his work with a theater group for kids in New York City, as well as his work on an indie film that was coming out in the fall.

The fourth and fifth wings had a pinch of spice to them, but nothing to make even bat an eye.

Sean continued asking questions, Steve continued answering them.

On the seventh wing, Steve was barely distracted from the question: “What project of yours are you most looking forward to doing next?”

“I think I’ll be most excited to take some time off with my husband, working on starting the family we’ve wanted for a while. He’s been on tour for most of the last year, and we agreed it was a good time to figure out what we wanna do,” Steve said as he took another bite.

He could feel the burn of this one at least, felt the sting on his lips and tongue.

But it was very manageable, and the jalapeno flavor was almost refreshing. It tasted fresh.

“Okay, I have to ask: did you practice these beforehand?”

Steve snorted.

“No. I’m just not very sensitive to spicy foods. I usually keep a lot of hot sauces in my house. Poor Eddie’s learned how to tolerate spice because of it,” Steve said as they brought out the eighth wing.

“I’ve never had anyone so calm at this point. I’m starting to think even the hottest one won’t really bother you!”

“I guess we’ll see!”

The ninth wing was hot. He wouldn’t try to deny it.

“It does have a lovely watermelon flavor to it, very fruity and tangy on top of the spice. I like it,” Steve smiled.

He knew his face was getting a bit red from this one, and he reached for the water, but only had to take a couple of small sips before he was ready to keep going.

“Alright, for this one, we’ll ask a question for you to answer before and then we’ll have one for right after. You ready?”

“Bring it on!”

And it definitely did.

It was hot, and he could feel tears in his eyes, and sweat breaking out across his forehead.

“Finally, we have a reaction!” Sean exclaimed.

“This one’s definitely a lot more than the others,” Steve added, reaching for the milk.

He could tell Robin and Nancy were laughing, probably very much enjoying any amount of pain he managed to have when he went into this so sure that none of them would get to him.

“Final question: Would you ever consider retiring to follow Eddie on tour with your future family?”

Steve nodded once, taking another sip of the milk.

God, this one was hot.

“Uh, yep. I mean, retiring is a strong word. I would definitely take a long break. I’ve always wanted a family,” he stopped to take another sip and a bite of the celery. “I’ve wanted to be a dad for as long as I can remember. And I know Eddie wants that, but he also doesn’t wanna stop making music, and the rest of his band isn’t ready to take a break like that. I know it would be easy for me, so my plan would be to take at least a few years off.”

“Doing alright over there?”

Steve laughed, fanning his face.

“I’m okay. That just went from a kick to a beatdown pretty quick.”

“Well, you’re a pro at making it look easy. You deserve an Oscar for this performance!”

It was a ridiculous sentiment, but funny, and Steve was up for an Oscar this year.

He finished the glass of milk and shook Sean’s hand, thanking him for having him.

“Eddie is already in tears watching Sean watch you in disbelief,” Robin started as soon as he joined them again.

“What was all that at the end?” Nancy asked, arms crossed, face furious.

He usually had free reign in interviews, but he knew Nancy would tell him not to mention anything even slightly related to retirement.

His career had really only just taken off a couple years earlier, and talking about a break or retiring now would immediately cut his chances of good roles in half.

“Just the truth, Nance. You know Eddie and I wanna start a family,” he said as they started walking through the backstage area to leave.

“I just didn’t know that meant taking a break. I thought you’d just take turns with stuff or hire a nanny.”

Steve knew that worked for a lot of couples, but they both were too family-focused for that. They didn’t want a nanny raising their kids.

“Why are you freaking out?”

“I’m not! I just would’ve liked a heads up.”

Robin stared between them, eyes bouncing back and forth like it was a tennis match.

“I don’t have to tell you every single detail of my life. You know all that’s relevant right now.”

Nancy sighed, but nodded, turning away and typing furiously on her phone.

His phone rang seconds later.

“Sweetheart, let me just say: it is so sexy how you handle those hot sauces,” Eddie’s teasing voice was enough to get him back into a happy mood.

“Your standards for sexy are so low,” Steve said as he walked to the corner to get as much privacy as possible.

“No, it’s just that everything you do is sexy.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“But I’m yours.”

“And I’m yours.”

“Steve!” Sean’s voice came from behind him, large smile lighting up his face. “Sorry to bother you, but would Eddie and the guys like to come on the show as our bonus episode this season?”

Eddie was screaming yes through the phone, much to their amusement.

“So…yes?” Sean asked.

“Yes!” Eddie yelled.

Sean walked away to update the producer while Steve kept talking to Eddie.

“See? Now you’ll get your show, too.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

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