#Then as I slapped my phone down on the bed again and was falling asleep I was like... I know just what to do

[cornerstoreclown]

I want Art to destroy everyone who's hurt me

Anon you gave me inspiration.

A short ficlet with gender neutral reader venting to Art about people who have treated them badly. And Art... Well, he’s more than happy to oblige the readers request. No warnings listed. Lightly proofread, forgive any errors. 

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Not everyone out there in the world has good intentions, you’ve learned through experience and trauma. 

Art is one of those people who have zero good intentions, but you’ve been blessed that he’s on your side. You’ve told him plenty of times about the people in your life that made it miserable, and he wasn’t one of them. You’ve vented to him before about it, and he’s listened diligently while sharpening his weapons, giving nods of acknowledgement in the past as he takes his time working on the next set of instruments to cause misery and pain among his next set of unwitting victims. He knew their names. He knew where you encountered them often if they were faces you would see regularly. For those you were most unfamiliar with and were merely hurtful in passing, he took note of where it last happened. His memory is as sharp as any blade. He’s a predator first and foremost. 

Art’s been the only one who has looked out for you in the way that no one else has. He’s your protector. Your guardian. He’s farthest from an angel, but to you, he might as well have been.  You don’t know why, but you don’t question it. 

You remember the night that you busted into his lair in the middle of the night, crying your eyes out until they were red and trails of snot were running down your face. You looked hideous as grief rippled throughout your body. When you pressed your head into his chest and sobbed, he let you. He stood there firm, a pillar of strength. You’re strong, but even the strongest have the days that they need to break down. Art’s embrace is warm as he runs his hand through your hair and rubs the space on your back between your shoulder blades. 

He smelled like iron tonight. Like blood, but no sight of blood on him tonight to be found. 

Your sobs were ugly and raw, shaking your frame as you let all the anguish leave your frail mortal form. You know you’re getting snot and tears on his clown outfit, but mucus in particular didn’t bother him at all. That was probably one of the least disgusting things he usually comes in contact with. 

“I just want them to go away.” You told him, after explaining what happened through hiccups. “I want them to hurt like how they hurt me.” 

Whoever hurt you, whether it be family, friends, coworkers, teachers–none of them would stand a chance. Not anymore. After crying and crying and crying until you couldn’t squeeze anymore tears out of your eyes, you let fatigue be the calm that washed over you as you stood there in silence, in Art’s arms, speaking to him initially muffled as you kept yourself against his chest, until you pulled away just enough to look at him. 

His gaze was locked onto you, and it’s like he’s piercing through your soul in a way that his knives never could. You saw it, and it was subtle. A glint in his eye. One that you knew too well of what it meant, like an unspoken way of acknowledgement.

He’d take care of it for you. 

Anything for you. 

Anything to indulge in his insidious nature, while he was at it. 

For now, he was focused on you, letting you get out all your feelings until he’s able to break the ice with some humor, whether it be through making faces or squishing your own face and then lifting the corner of your lips up until it’s a smile. You finally relented and let happiness in, having laughed and sniffled your last few sad sniffles.

He’d send you off after he lifted your spirits up just enough to where you could get back home and tuck yourself in bed for the night and fall asleep with a somewhat clear mind. 

Your mind would be significantly clearer than last night when you turned on the news in the morning and saw the face of someone you recognized–someone you knew at least well enough to associate with unpleasant feelings. 

He had a list, and he was plucking them off one by one. 

All for you.

#slasher x reader #art the clown x you #slasher x you #art the clown x reader #art the clown #terrifier #When I saw this early in the morning I was like 'oh...🥺' #Then as I slapped my phone down on the bed again and was falling asleep I was like... I know just what to do #Idk who hurt you anon but I'd fight them!!!! I hope that this little drabble makes your day a little brighter #cornerstore asks #long post #minors dni #I AM SO SORRY I DID NOT GET THIS OUT SOONER THAN WHAT I INTENDED guess who lost power for 4 hours #canon x reader

[erwinsvow]

it’s like you were put on this earth to bother rafe.

everyday, without fail, come some sort of request—rafe, let’s go get coffee. rafe, i want ice cream. rafe, i wanna go to bed. he tells you to go to bed and you whine immediately after, letting out a faint “not alone! not what i meant!” before he rolls his eyes, one huge hand settling on your hip and the other one on your back, throwing you over his shoulder and taking you to bed. 

once you finally get him there it’s all laughs and giggles and avoiding his gaze, getting shy again, refusing to tell him what you really want. he rolls his eyes and gives it to you hard, like he knows you need it, so you’ll fall asleep and let him finish his work in silence. and it works—for a few hours, that is. then you're up again, usually with more requests.

“rafe, they’re having a sale.” you fiddle with your R pendant, the way you always do when you want something and can’t find the words to just ask for it. for a girl pawing at his dick and begging for it raw half the time, you get awfully shy. 

“so? how many fuckin’ clothes do y’need?” 

“you’re the one who keeps ripping ‘em up! not my fault-”

he rolls his eyes, running a hand through his hair.

"knock it off," he says, coming out louder and more frustrated than he meant.

then he watches you quiet down and scroll on your phone, biting your cheek. he thinks he messed up and made you cry. he feels bad the second it's done, because there’s definitely some pretty, tiny dress pulled up on the screen that you want to show him. 

he knows how your brain works at this point—you want him to get it for you, take you out to a cute dinner so you can wear it and then have him yank it off of you later that night. you won’t ask for it though, there’s your shyness again. 

you feel bad when he actually does buy you anything more than a six-dollar latte or a big ice cream that you can’t finish.

"what're you looking at?" he finally asks, not even a minute later, looking at your body resting on the complete other side of the bed now.

"nothing."

"you gonna do this right now?"

"do what?"

"just show me what you want."

"no, it's nothing. i'll just ask my other boyfriend for it, it's fine-"

before your sentence is finished, he's already on top of you, squishing your cheeks together, pinning you down. he stares into your eyes, maybe expecting tears, but they don't come. instead you look... satisfied. satisfied with yourself for riling him up like you wanted.

"yeah? other boyfriend?"

"jus' a joke, rafey." your voice comes out all quiet and squeaky since he's holding your face tight. your eyes are big and wide staring up at him. he hates that he's getting hard right now. he lets you go, rolling off and feeling your body sink into his bed.

“get your ass in the car.” it comes out as a statement, not a request. you comply immediately, leaning over to give him a wet, sloppy kiss before stumbling out of bed to grab your shoes. he gets up too, looking for his keys, when you come right back to give him a hug. you press your head against his chest, arms wrapped tight around his neck, eyes fluttering shut, breathing in his scent.

“thank you, rafe,” you murmur against his shirt.

“yeah, yeah, whatever,” he starts, but you don’t miss the way the tops of his ears are flushed with pink. “get the fuckin’ address for that place out-”

he does take you out to dinner, a cute place where he pulls out your chair for you and holds your hand in his on the table. he gets you flowers that match the color of your new dress, which are resting in the backseat of his car now. he kisses your cheek when he helps you put your jacket back on. then he slaps your ass when you’re getting into the passenger seat of his truck, because now it’s his turn to have fun with that dress.

later that night, close to sleep, you paw at his arm and ask for ice cream. the two of you are on the road five minutes later. he turns his head at the red light to watch you lick your cone. then you hold it up to his mouth so he can have some too, smiling and laughing when he takes a big bite.

he's starting to think he likes when you bother him for stuff.

#i lied! couldnt sleep #what is this? who knows #i just love him #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader

[itsthestutterforme]

Reacher’s Cranky Girl (Jack Reacher Drabble)

Summary: Reacher finds out that his best girl was having a bad day.

Warnings/Notes: GIF is not mine, all mistakes are my own, reader is black, sneakylink!Reacher, sneakylink!reader, sexual themes (fingering, oral sex, over stimulation, bondage, slapping), MINORS DNI

**

You woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.

You couldn’t fall asleep until two in the morning so you only had five hours of sleep. You stepped in dog shit on the way to your car so you had to go back into your house to change your shoes.

Only for one of the heels to get stuck in a grate and tear off the back so you just settled for some flats.

You spilled your iced coffee on your silk shirt. At least it wasn’t hot because that would have sent you into a different kind of rampage.

When you finally get to work, your boss chewed your ass out because the printer froze in the middle of printing the investment proposal.

An investment proposal he needed for the board meeting this morning, which meant he either had to push the meeting to this afternoon or had to share the proposal digitally.

At this point, you were counting down the days so you can go home and spend the rest of the day rotting in your bed.

“Maybe I can call Reacher over here to help cheer you up,” your sister suggests, sitting in the chair in front of your desk.

“I’m not in the mood for teasing, Y/S/N.” “I’m not teasing you. I’m just saying that-“

“Not even Reacher can bring me out of this, okay? I just want to go home.”

“Y/N,” “I said leave it, Y/S/N.” You grumbled, shifting your attention back to computer.

“Okay, fine.” She says with full intention of calling Reacher anyway.

Your sister walks past the boss who was on the way to your office. He pops his head in the say, “Y/N, I need the updated spreadsheet ASAP.”

“On it,” “You’re still running point on the presentation, right?”

I thought you said I was incompetent.

“Sure thing. Did the board decide on a time tomorrow?” “Eight a.m.,”

“In that case, I’ll be in at seven thirty to prep.” He nods and gives a soft knock on the door before leaving.

Y/S/N closes the door of her office to call Reacher. He gave her his number when he found out the two of you were going to a concert in Philadelphia.

He knew you were the confrontational type and wouldn’t call anyone if you found yourself in trouble.

He wanted the er on the side of caution so he trusted your sister to let him know if anything happens.

Reacher was your sneaky link that wasn’t really that sneaky. He wasn’t easy to miss. He would walk into your place, fuck your face into the pillows, order the two of you some food, fuck your face into the pillows again then leave in the morning.

“Reacher,” he answers. “Hey, Reacher. It’s Y/S/N.”

“Is everything okay?” “Yeah, everything is fine. Um, when are you hanging out with Y/N next?”

“We didn’t really decide on a day this week,” Reacher states, unsure of where this conversation was going.

“Y/S/N, I’m sure you’re a great woman but I only have a thing for your sister and I’m a loyal man so..”

“Wow, that was not on my bingo card. I’m not trying to hit on you, Reacher. I’m asking if you can pick up Y/N from work today. She’s having a rough time.”

“Oh.. how rough are we talking?” “Like she’s about to bite the boss’ head off,”

“Okay, I’ll be there. What should I bring her?” “I trust your judgment, Reacher.”

With that, Y/S/N hung up and sat down at her desk leaving Reacher dumbfounded in Finlay’s living room while Neagley and David played video games.

“What’s with the face?” Finlay asks, handing him a beer. “What should I get a woman when she’s having a bad day?” Reacher asks everything in the room.

Neagley pauses the game and everyone slowly turning to Reacher who opened Google to find out the answer to his question.

He noticed the silence and looked up from his phone to meet their shocked expressions.

“What?” “You have a girlfriend*?” David questions.

“She’s not my girlfriend,” he grumbles. “Then why do you care if she’s upset?” David retorts.

“Because it’s a nice thing to do for someone,” “Right, says the guy who breaks peoples faces for a living.” He presses the resume button on game.

**

As soon as the clock hit 5 o’clock, you gathered your things and sped walked out of your office. You practically ran into the stairwell when you heard an office door open.

You didn’t have any more energy to give to that god forsaken company today. You rush down seven floors until you reached the front door, inhaling deeply when the fresh spring air filled your lungs.

You heard someone to your right clearing their throat and immediately rolled your eyes. You were not in the mood to hear anyone’s cheesy pick up lines right now.

“Looks like someone’s cranky,” a familiar voice calls and you looked over to see Reacher leaning against his truck.

“Reacher?” You approached him with a confused expression. “Are you looking to invest something or..?” You trail off.

There was no way he was here for you, right?

“No. I’m not here to invest, peach.” He kicks off his car and closed the gap between you, towering over you in the process.

“Then why are you- I’m going to fucking kill her.” You seeth, turning to walk into the parking lot when Reacher stopped you.

“You want to know what sounds better than killing your sister?” he starts, slowly rubbing the sides of your arms.

Your eyes fluttered closed when his rough hands smoothed over your shoulders, humming in response.

“Some curry and sushi for dinner,”

That does sound really good.

“And my face between your thighs for dessert,”

God, that sounded even better.

“How does that sound, peach?” He questions as he continued rubbing your arms.

“Really good,”

“Good because Y/S/N already took your keys and drove your car home. Hop in.” Reacher suggests, opening the car door to hand you a Dunkin iced coffee.

**

“R-Reacher,” you groaned, twisting away from his eager tongue smoothing between your puffy folds.

He didn’t even wait until you were fully situated. Shutting the door, he took you in his arms and carried you into kitchen.

He set you on the counter and nudged you on your back. You gasped when he tore your pantyhose down your legs and lifted your skirt over your waist.

Pulling your panties to the side, he licks between your folds spearing your tight hole with the tip of his tongue.

“Oh my God,”

Shaking his head, he buries his face deeper in between your legs. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucked harshly on your sensitive nub.

He gathered your slick on his finger tips and sank two fingers into you, expertly thrusting upwards into your gspot causing your body to twitch.

He made it his mission to make you cum quick and hard.

“Mm, fuck.” You rolled your hips to match the thrusts of his fingers when he kitten licks your clit, sending you over the edge.

“I-I, fuck. I’m cumming, Reacher.” “Let it go, peach. Let me taste you.”

Your legs close around his head when your body trembles under the intensity of your orgasm.

A satisfied sigh left your lips when you came down from your high, your limp body was sprawled out on the counter.

He doesn’t slow his fingers and you could feel another orgasm building in your belly. He draws figure eights on your clit with his tongue, causing you to whine.

“Wait, I-“ you push his head away and tried to slide away from him but he pushed against your hand.

“Reacher,” you whimper, twisting your body away and covering your cunt so he would stop long enough for you to breathe.

“Move your hand. I’m not done yet.”

“I need a break,” you breathed out. “Move. Your. Hand. I’m not going to say it again.”

You don’t move fast enough for him and he threw you over your shoulder, smacking your ass hard as punishment. He didn’t care that you yelped out at the sharp sting.

Dropping you on the bed, he stripped down to his boxers.

“Strip,” he commands and you pulled off your clothes in record time.

You pressed your legs together when he approaches the bed when he pulls you closer by your ankles and flipped you on your stomach.

He placed a hand in between your shoulder blades to keep you in place. He straddled your legs and pulled your arms outstretched before tying your hands to the bed post with his belt.

Oh, you were in some deep shit now.

Moaning when you feel his hard cock against your ass cheek, he took your face into his hand and made you look straight back at him.

“You misunderstand, peach. The dinner was for you. The dessert was for me. I’m not going to stop until you’re crying and brainless.”

#black!reader #jack reacher x black!reader #jack reacher x reader #alan richardson

[seungmoonandstars]

Seungmin being far away and horny and alone in his hotel room while he talks to you and starts getting hard and touching himself and she slowly figures it out??

can’t be blind date au or anything else!

Kim Seungmin/female reader

wc: ~1.4k

rating: fluff(little bit of smut)fluff ಇ

thank you anon! Hope you enjoy~ (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡

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It’s so late.

Seungmin is tired, but he can’t sleep no matter what he does, and no matter how much he tries to relax. He’s still hyped up from the previous day, and that’s understandable. A lot has been happening lately, and he’s been traveling almost nonstop.

But he misses his bed and he misses sleeping next to you in the silk sheets he loves so much—he really misses getting comfortable in your arms, and dozing off as you rub all of his tense spots.

He breaks his attempt at relaxation and looks at his phone, checks the time (3:30am), turns off sleep mode. It’s likely you’re asleep, but whether or not you have to get up early for work…he’s not sure. You’ve been working far less lately because you don’t need to work so much anymore. But he knows you get bored, and you’re always doing something.

Seungmin decides to take a chance, and he sends you a text…

“hi hi my love, are you up? Sorry if I wake you 🐶♥️”

…then opens YouTube to help pass the time, and hopefully help make him sleepy.

But you are up.

“hi pup, why are you still awake? It’s so late”

“can’t sleep, why are you up?”

A video call comes through. He clicks on the lamp as he answers and waves to you.

“You all alone baby?”

“Yeah, I’m all alooone,” he sings, and rolls onto his stomach, “are you alone?” He laughs when he sees the shadow of a smile on your lips.

“unfortunately…how was your day, Min?”

“It was long and it was so warm today. And my room is warm even with the air conditioner on”

“Do you have a fan?”

“No…turn your little lamp on, I can’t see you very well”

Seungmin hears the soft ruffle of blankets, and then a slap on the bedside table. The little puppy shaped nightlight he gave you casts a warm glow on your face.

“Much better…I don’t have a fan, no”

“It’s hard to fall asleep when it’s so warm”

“How was your day? Did you work?”

“Not today, no. I cleaned and rearranged the kitchen and made room for your new coffee maker”

“Oh it came! Thank you for setting it up”

He watches as your phone drops, everything goes dark, and the sound of blankets or pillows or both being moved around muffles everything. And then it’s quiet.

“Where did you go?”

No answer. Seungmin waits a few more seconds, then puts his mouth right up to his phone…

“Are you there, love?”

The screen lights up again as you lift it. He catches more of you now, because you turned on another lamp, and he sees where you went—there’s a phone charger in your hand.

“Sorry, my phone is almost dead…I’m good now”

“What are you wearing?”

“Hm? What am I…what am I wearing? That’s cute, pup. The same thing I always wear to bed, I think.”

“Yes but I haven’t seen you iiiiinn…” he cocks his head to the side and pokes his tongue out as he thinks, “nine days.”

“That is a very long time to be away from you”

He holds the phone carefully as he fluffs up his pillow and turns onto his back again, “let me see you…hold the phone over your shoulder so…yes like that,” he smiles.

“Satisfied?”

“Mhm, much more than I was five minutes ago”

You watch as he relaxes into his pillows, and now the way the light hits him bounces off the sweat on his forehead. His hand appears, and he rakes his hair up and away from it, and some of it stays neatly pushed back.

“Am I keeping you up?”

Now it’s just a perfectly framed image of his shoulders and tired face.

“No…I’ll fall asleep if I want to. You should try to relax, though”

“I am trying, I promise,” he bites down on his bottom lip and closes his eyes for a moment. And then he sighs so deeply, “hey, look at me”

You focus on him. A smirk tugs at his lips, and he sighs again.

“Where else would I wanna look?”

His laugh is lazy and sweet—the phone shakes a little, but it stays firmly in his hand, pointed at his face. And then a soft moan floats out of him, and you can’t believe you even catch it.

“Seungmin?”!You turn and lay on your side, face half hidden in the pillow. It’s easier to keep the camera on you like this. “What are you doin, pup?”

“Hmm?” His eyes are heavy, and his lips part just a bit.

“What are you doin?”

“Relaxing”

“Good”

“Yeah, I’m glad you called”

“Let me see”

“Hm, what you want to see?”

“Let me see you relaxing”

A blush spreads across his face, because this is a first for both of you. You’ve thought about it before, and he’s thought about it, too, but you’ve never gone as far as doing it.

The phone moves slowly down his body. Now you can see his t-shirt is pulled up and his stomach is out, shorts are pulled down just enough for you to see his cock, already so hard in his hand. His fingers are curled below his head, and he moves his hand down. Then up.

You can hear him moaning with every slow, hard stroke.

“Maybe we should both be relaxing,” he points the camera at himself and smiles innocently. And he keeps it there so he can watch you.

“I’ve needed to all day”

“Have you been thinking about me all day?”

“All day…every day”

“What are we doing in all your thoughts?”

Now you notice the slow, subtle movements of his shoulder as his hand moves up and down. His moans become a little more audible.

“You finally get home, and you come in with your hands full, like always, and I start undressing you before you can put anything down….”

He mhmmm’s and sinks even further into the pillows.

“And you drop everything and stand there while I get you…almost naked, and you grab me and kiss me and…”

“Start undressing you, I hope”

“Mhm, and we make it to the couch and I get between your legs and take out your dick. Get you even harder. Choke on you…”

The movement of his shoulder is much more obvious now. He licks his lips.

“Suck you and lick you…that spot you like so much”

“Yeah, yeah…you know what I like.”

“I do know what you like…I know exactly what you like. Then I crawl on top of you and fuck you…”

Seungmin smiles and moans as his strokes speed up even more.

“…take my time on your cock, so I can enjoy every second of you stretching me open”

His mouth hangs open and his eyes close slowly. You can feel how close he’s getting—you know that look on his face.

“grind into you…” you whimper as you talk—the thought alone is making you wet, “bounce on you, touch you so softly, just how you like it…make you feel good, pup”

“You feel so good,” he whines, and the phone shakes as he tries to keep it on him. His hips buck up against his touch—you can hear his desperate strokes as he gets closer.

“You gonna come for me? I want you to come, pup”

He cries out a little when he does, whines your name quietly.

“Good boy, you’re so pretty when you come”

The phone drops, and now all you can see is the ceiling of the hotel room, and the phone shakes a little with his movements. You can hear his heavy breaths for a few moments until, finally, he grabs the phone again and looks at you.

Face pink and sweaty—his hair is down against his forehead again, and sticking together at the ends. He shakes it out of his eyes.

“Hey”

It takes a few more seconds until he composes himself again.

“Mm, that was…I feel much better”

“good, you look a little sleepier”

He pulls the phone even closer, and now all you see is the corner of his face—his eye, the top of his ear, “thank you for staying up with me.”

“Any time”

The phone drops again, and when Seungmin returns, his shirt is off. “Sorry, cleaning up my mess.”

“Do you want to talk until you fall asleep?”

“Yes please”

He turns on his side and fluffs his pillow until he’s comfortable. Now you can only see half of his face, but you do see his mouth turn up in a smile.

#skz seungmin #kim seungmin #kim seungmin x reader #seungmin x reader #kim seungmin x y/n #seungmin x you #seungmin x y/n #kim seungmin fluff #kim seungmin x you #kim seungmin smut #skz x reader #skz x you #skz fanfic #skz fluff #skz smut #stray kids fanfic

[norrisleclercf1]

more mafia mick 🤭🤭

A/N: Here's a little blurb connected to this piece of writing; An Angel and A Devil

This is one of the nights, Mick returns from a "errand" and you almost catch him in his lies

"Mickey?" Shit, freezing in the doorway he thinks fast on how to explain why he gone for so long. "Engel? What are you doing up?" Your shadow sits up the couch, the TV off.

You had a nasty habit of falling asleep in front of it and leaving it on the entire night. Mick has set a timer after his first couple nights here. He didn't want the false lights to mess with your sleeping patterns.

"I was waiting for you. What time is it?" He hears your hand slapping around, looking for your phone. Moving in the darkness he grabs your phone stuffing it in his pocket. The same pocket with the money dusted with blood and drugs.

"It's late." His fingers wrap around your wrist, stopping your search for the phone. "Mick, you're freezing." You go to switch on the lamp, but he stops you again. He was a mess, covered in mud, white powder from the bastard who through some at him when he attacked him, and some blood.

"Mick, it's dark let me turn on a light." You plead, a bundle of nerves starts to grow in your stomach, not liking this. "Shhh, it's okay. It's me, see." He places your hand on his necklace, the one his father gave him. "How do I know that's really you?" Mick breaths out a laugh, doing exactly what he taught you.

You knew some of his life, but not the part of him being so involved he could easily run it now. "When I kiss the dip in your hip you-" Hands cover his mouth smiling as you rush out a no trying to stop him. "Okay, it's you." Dropping your hands you stand up, wobbling as you can't see anything.

"You didn't answer my question though." Remembering how he didn't tell you where he was. "I was studying, lost track of time. Let's get to bed." Leading you through the darkness, Mick has to chuckle a little at the irony.

A angel trusting a devil. But, the devil was an angel once, just not anymore. "Lay down." Whining you plop yourself on the bed, Mick watching as you curl up. "Come here." He curses, you always wanted to cuddle when you were sleepy. How was he going to get out of this one.

"I have to take a shower; I ran back and I'm sweating." Humming you sigh out loud, Mick waiting for more words, letting out a sigh of relife. "Mickey, you didn't go study. Your books are still here. But, that's okay. I still love you." Mick's blood runs cold.

Fucking books, he was in such a rush to leave he didn't even take his stupid bookbag with him. "I was jogging and listening to a lecture. Sleep now Engel." Silence fills the room, but to Mick it was anything but silent. His heart was far to loud for him.

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 fandom #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 x y/n #formula one #f1 scenario #f1!mafia #mafia!mick schumacher #mick schumacher fluff #mick schumacher imagine #mick schumacher blurb #mick schumacher one shot #mick schumacher x y/n #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher x you #mick schumacher #mick fluff #mick x reader

[ruewrote]

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you wish you didn't have such a big soft spot for him.

this is how warren had you sat in your car outside of nathan prescott's house party, as soon as you heard his slurred speech over the phone you straightened up in your bed, pausing the show you had previously been watching.

the call didn't last long after you heard his initial question, to come and pick him up. with that you were already slipping out of your bed into your slippers, grabbing your keys as you headed for your car.

your thumbs tapped against your steering wheel to the quiet music that filled the car. waiting for warren's dumbass to get in so you could finally leave.

the whole front garden was littered with abandoned red solo cups, rubbing your clammy hands against your silk pyjamas not bothering to change before you left, it wasn't like you were getting out anyways.

finally, seeing him drunkenly stumble out of the front door before greeting other people, them giving him a firm slap on the back making him stumble forward with a laugh.

sighing in relief just knowing that he was okay made you feel better. as soon as he opened the door you could smell the stench of vodka, it getting stronger as he slipped into your passenger seat.

"heeeyyyy," reaching over the console and pulling you into a hug, your face pressed into his neck. even with the overwhelming smell of alcohol with you this close you could smell him.

"okay, okay let's get you home, loser." you announced as you went to move away, but his arms just tightened 'round your waist bringing himself even closer to you.

"nooo i'm so comfy here!" the small action making your cheeks feel hot.

"hm well that's too bad, i was gonna promise cuddles at the dorm when we get back, but i guess you don't want that. no?" you sighed dramatically.

you didn't think that someone could move as fast as he did until he jumped away from you, him accidentally bumping his head into the window making him whine and rub where he was hit.

"oh my god, let's get you back before you decide to find another way to accidentally injure yourself."

"one more step! yep. there you goo!" you whispered shout.

gently pushing warren onto his bed then going to grab him some water, "help i can't get my shoe off!" you hear him call from the other side of the room.

you rushed over to his side to help, not wanting to risk him waking up the remainder of people who were actually still in their dorms. placing the glass of water on his nightstand.

"you gotta be quiet, i'm not supposed to be in here remember dude!"

"don't call me dude," he pouted, as you finally got his shoe off his foot.

"sorry, bro." you laughed as he groaned.

his complaints soon quietened down once you crawled up his bed, sliding under the covers beside him.

"hi,"

"hi," you giggled at the look on his face, it being between looking tired and drunk.

"you're so pretty."

the three words replayed loudly in your mind, staying quiet trying to remind yourself that he's just under the influence. that he doesn't really mean it, but you couldn't quite believe that with the way he was looking at you right now.

hooded eyes, flushed cheeks, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip. a nervous habit you had picked up over the past couple of years.

when he received no response he looked down, but back up again when he felt you brush the hair that fell infront of his eyes out of the way.

"you're pretty too."

it didn't take the two of you long to fall asleep with you wrapped up in each others arms.

short one but justice for warren fics!! more to come soon :)

#warren graham #warren graham x reader #warren graham oneshots #warren graham imagines #warren graham fanfics #life is strange #life is strange x reader #life is strange oneshots #life is strange imagines #life is strange fanfics #x reader #oneshots #imagines #fanfics #ruewrote

[katnisspeetaprim]

Again? Really?

Jeon Jungkook/Reader.

Summary: Based on the live he did a couple hours ago where he just fell asleep on camera. Honestly this is so bad lol, I wrote it at 1.30am on my phone so it's not edited!

Word Count: IDK but its short. M.list

You stirred awake slowly, light coming from the thin curtains helping to rouse you. At some point in your sleep, you had thrown your arm around Jungkook, so you were basically spooning him from behind. Your fingers gently stroked over his tattooed arm as he continued to sleep soundly. You smiled to yourself as his muscles twitched beneath your touch. With a sigh, you rolled over, away from his warmth and glanced at the bed side clock to see the time. It was almost 7.45AM. Too early really to get up when you didn’t need to be anywhere, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep now. With a heavy sigh, you forced yourself to get up and stretched out. You grabbed your phone and dressing gown, and made your way to the bathroom. It had just gone 8AM when you had started making breakfast in the kitchen. 8AM was the time you set for your do not disturb to turn off, so imagine your surprise when your phone got flooded with notifications first thing in the morning. ‘What the-‘ At the very top of your alerts, sat a notification from Weverse , that Jungkook had gone live almost an hour ago. You hesitantly opened the live, and your shoulders sagged at what you saw. Jungkook was streaming himself sleeping. ‘Jeez Kook, again? Really?’ You groaned pit annoyed. You began shuffling your way to the bedroom to end the live, when a sudden scary thought crossed your mind… If he went live an hour ago, then that means you would have been seen behind him as you slept and eventually got up. You pinched your forehead between your thumb and forefinger as you felt a sudden headache come on. ‘I’m so going to kill him..’ When you re entered the bedroom, you saw that he was still asleep. Your face softened when you sae how cozy he looked. You almost didn’t want to wake him. Almost. You spotted his phone om his bedside table. Grabbing the device, you turned it off without even a wave goodbye to the camera, not even caring if you got caught on stream. You threw his phone to the side, and kneeled on the bed in front of him. ‘Kook, wake up.’ You spoke firmly, though you only shook his shoulders lightly, not wanting to startle him. He stirred slightly, tired eyes parting a little. ‘Y/N… Come back to bed.’ He reached up and grabbed your arm making a half arsed attempt to pull you down next to him. ‘I don’t think so Kookie. You have some explaining to do.’ He hummed at you, not really paying attention to your words as his eyes fluttered closed again. ‘Care to explain why you were live at 7 in the morning?’ As soon as the words left your mouth, his eyes snapped open and he shot up, now wide awake. ‘Oh my god the live! I totally for-‘ ‘Relax.’ You held out your hand with a roll of your eyes. ‘I already turned it off.’ You crossed your arms and leaned back on the heels of your feet, looking at him expectantly. He pushed his hair back out of his eyes, and looked at you sheepishly. ‘I really am sorry jagi. I didn’t mean to fall back asleep.’ You felt yourself relax as he apologised. You knew you couldn’t stay mad at that cute face. You reached out and stroked his cheek with a smile. ‘Just… Next time you go live, maybe wait until you are fully awake.’ He sighed in relief when he saw you smiling softly. ‘Ah! You are the best. I love you.’ He dramatically threw his head back and lay back down, snuggling into the sheets. ‘I love you too, but don’t go back to sleep lazy bum!’ You slapped his ass as he turned his back towards you. ‘I have breakfast cooking!’ He acknowledged you in the form of a grunt as you left the room. When you returned to the kitchen, you picked up your phone so you could delete all the notifications, when you noticed that you had a new text from Namjoon.

Namjoon: Y/N Please control the maknae. He’s a menace with these lives recently. You chuckled softly and typed back a reply. Y/N I try my best but you know what he’s like when he gets ideas in his head. Chaos

#Bts #Bts x reader #Imagine #One shot #Scenario #Drabble #Reaction #Smut #Fluff #Angst #Kim seokjin #Min yoongi #Jung hoseok #Kim namjoon #Park jimin #Kim taehyung #Jeon jungkook

[strawb3rrystar]

Mornings.

Pairing(s): Rise! Raph, Leo, Donnie, Mikey x GN! Reader

Warnings: Leo being Leo, Pure fluff

Word count: 750

Rapheal

Raph always wakes up before you out of routine, fitting in a morning workout and training before you wake up. On special occasions, he'll make you breakfast in bed. Giving you sweet kisses all over your face.

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

"Morning, sweetheart." Raph sets the breakfast tray on your lap.

You yawn, stretching a little, "Mornin' Raph."

"How did you sleep?" He asks, sitting in an empty spot on the bed. Making the mattress sink from his weight.

"Good." You answer, picking up your fork "How was training?"

"Well, Raph finally got Leo to wake up early to train with him." He says, triumphantly, pointing a finger at himself.

"Wow. Impressive." You give him an adoring smile "You're getting better at cooking too." You look down at your plate, then back at him.

"Only f' you, sweetheart."

Leonardo

Leo is not a morning person. Opting to stay in bed till noon with you snuggled up against him. He'll practically lay on top of you to get you to stay in bed.

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

Your finger presses onto the button that shuts off your alarm. You slowly sit up, pulling off the covers and twisting your body so your legs hang off the bed.

You then rub your eyes, trying to fully wake up before you get out of bed. Three-fingered hands grab your waist, sending you back with a sharp pull. You land on your back, hitting your head on Leo's plastron. You yelp, wincing in pain as he lays there unfazed.

"Leo, I swear to god-"

"Mh- Morning." He opens his eyes slightly, giving you a lazy smirk.

"Don't even think for a second that you're getting your way out of this by being cute." You huff, sitting back up, only to be pulled back down. Hitting your head again.

"Leo!" Your hand lands on the back of your head "You're going to give me a concussion!"

"So, lay with me for a little while longer." His eyes are closed as he says this.

You slap his forehead, making him jolt in surprise. "Ow!?"

"Bald ass." You grin, his loud gasp following after.

Donatello

Insomniac Donnie. That's honestly all I can say. 99% of the time you're sleeping alone, waking up to Donnie still working.

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

You pull the covers over your shoulders on a particularly cold day, mindlessly scrolling on your phone.

You glance up at your partner's shell, noticing the battle shell that he wore was not attached.

"Dee?" Your voice is slightly raspy, having just woken up. "Did you stay up all night?"

"Hm?" He swivels around to face you "Yes, I did."

"Why?" You ask raising an eyebrow.

"Needed to finish this." He mumbles, turning back around.

You sigh, rolling your eyes and forcing yourself to get out of bed. While Donnie has his back turned, you sneakily place a kiss on the top of his head.

His body tenses, head tilting to look up at you. "And what was that for?"

"Because I love you." You respond, shivering a little.

"Are you cold? It is pretty cold in the lair today." You nod your head, now realizing how cold you were just standing in your pajamas.

"Do you want to sit in my lap?" He asks, opening his arms.

You climb into his lap, now getting a good look at what he was working on. You lean back into his plastron, relaxing a bit. You then feel a kiss placed on your head, making you smile.

"Love you too."

Mikey

Mikey wakes up before you, he loves to watch you for a few minutes. Your peaceful face inspires him to paint. He'll then wake you up with kisses and cuddles.

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

You hear your own name repeatedly being called, feeling light pressure applied to your cheek every few seconds. You slowly open your eyes, letting them adjust to the brightness of the room. Or, well, the brightness of Mikey's smile.

"Good morning." He kisses your cheek "How'd you sleep?"

"Alright." You reply, a light smile creeping on your face.

He pulls you up, wraps his arms around you in a tight hug and rolls onto his shell.

"Mikey, I'm gonna fall back asleep if I lay on you." You complain, going over your schedule in your head.

"That's okay, I don't mind." He kisses the top of your head "You can fall asleep on me anytime you want."

"But, I have stuff to do today." You reply.

"You can reschedule," He closes his eyes.

"You're one stubborn turtle, Angelo." You sigh, resting your head on his plastron.

"Maybe... but you love it." You hear him say before you drift back to sleep in his arms.

Star's notes -> Inspired by Mornings with Leo by @kipxer Technically, I started writing this back in july, but reading their fic inspired me to finish it :]

(Requests are open!!)

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#☆strawb3rrystar writes #☆teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #rise raph x reader #rise leo x reader #rise donnie x reader #rise mikey x reader #rise of the tmnt #tmnt x reader

[dollfacedsl1ut]

hellooo, im here to request bimbofication with Karina, maybe with some marking aswell if thats alright with u ^-^

thank u and i hope u have a great day!<3

omg I think I have the perfect scenario "૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა

╰ Mommy rina finds out you showed your body to men on the internet 👀

Pairing : !dom step mom rina x !fem reader

Content : Smut, Bimbofication (think this is right), mentions of sex over cam, fingering, squirting, crying, spanking, clit slapping(IJBOL), rina is mean

Word Count : 477

a/n : first anon omg I hope this is good >.< sorry for any mistakes!

꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒

Flopping on your bed tiredly you open your bank account seeing a tip from your recently cam session smiling to yourself you texted the person a thank you note before scheduling another session the next day you yawned seeing the time 2:38 a.m. “damn it’s that late” you murmured, shutting off your phone before cuddling up against your pink silk pillow then falling asleep.

At 10:52 a.m. your finally woke up slipping on your fur slippers and walking down the the kitchen making a bowl of cereal your step mom Karina storms down stairs before slamming her phone on the table “Y/n what the fuck is this!”, peeping at her phone you seen… yourself from the cam session nearly 9 hours ago “w-what I-he said he wouldn’t send it to anyone” Karina glared at you before yanking you out your chair and pulling you back to your room “i-I’m sorry I didn’t know please-“ karina ignored your sobs before slotting you up against your desk “since you wanna act like a slut I’ll treat you like one” she pulled down your shorts as they fell against your ankles “I’m sorry mommy please don’t” ignoring your pleads she spanked your butt harshly “count each one” she landed harsh spanks on your butt as tears rolled down your cheeks , after 20 spanks your bottom was left red a bruised, eyeing your disheveled state she noticed the wetness of your panties “You really are a slut aren’t you” she patted your clit confirming her suspicions, “awe gonna cum from a few spanks” giggling softly she pulled down your panties before plunging her long slender fingers in your puffy cunt her fingers filled your cunt so deliciously she pressed her palm against the small of your back your hips flushing them against the table, moans and whimpers escaped your plush lips as she rutted her fingers inside you, wetness and precum soaking her fingers with each movement you clenched around her fingers “please m-mommy I won’t do it again” your plead rang in her brain as she ruts her fingers inside faster brushing against your cervix, your whimpers getting higher until on high pitched moan lead to your release, cumming all over her fingers, she pulled them out before hitting your red puffy cunt, your thighs trembling “I can’t hold I-it in” hearing that Karina pressed her palm against your tummy hitting your clit in the same pace “f-fuck I’m gonna cum again” Karina giggled “then cum you did it before can you be good for me” the sensation of her hand against your sensitive cunt caused you to squirt against her forearm “mmh good girl” Karina tapped your butt softly “don’t let me catch you do this against okay?” You nodded as Karina walked out your room you peered at your phone seeing the alarm go off for your next video session….

© psychoz4nymph.tumblr please do not copy, steal or translate my work without permission

꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒

#aespa karina #aespa #karina aespa #Karina aespa smut #aespa smut #yoo jimin #yoo jimin smut #aespa jimin smut #Karina smut #aespa Karina smut #ʚɞ. spicy

[a-casual-kpopfan]

At Peace. - JiU

A/N: Heavily inspired by a different fic, and I mean very heavily. Quite a short one but wanted to do something different, doesn't mean I am fully back from my break. - Ghost

~~~~~

“I’m not drunk!”

“Yes, yes, whatever you say…”

In the dimly lit hallway of a complex, two figures could be seen dragging themselves along the walkway, well, to be more precise, one was dragging the other.

“Jin! I am not drunk!” the clearly drunken figure yelled, leaning onto the other one for support.

“Uh huh, sure….” Said the other figure, Jin. “Stay still please.” He said as he pulled out the key for the apartment, unlocking it before pulling the other person through the door.

Despite being dragged through the room, the other person kept smiling to themselves before being situated on the couch. Jin knelt in front of them, one hand slapping their cheek lightly.

“Oi, JiU?” He asked.

“Hmm?” The other person, now known as JiU, reacted to her name being called.

“How many fingers am I holding?” Jin held 2 fingers.

“Five!” JiU giggled, her behavior in a way like a kid seeing their favorite toy.

Sighing to himself, Jin then stood up. “I’ll fetch you some water.” Moving to the kitchen, he muttered to himself as he poured her a glass of water. “And she was the one that started this…”

Dialing back a couple of hours ago, JiU was the one that unapologetically barged into Jin’s apartment, and dragging him to some party of her friend, saying that ‘you can’t keep yourself holed up like this!’. Fast forward till present, here they were, at JiU’s apartment, where you had to act as her ‘bodyguard’ and brought her back safely to her home.

Despite all the grumblings Jin had, a small smile still plastered on his face. After all, JiU just wanted him to be happier, though her way of doing it might be a bit wrong.

Snapping himself out of his thoughts, he returned to the living room with 2 glasses of water “Here’s your water-” only to be met with JiU fast asleep, leaning against the couch. Her chest rose and fell with deep, even breaths.

Jin felt a smile creep up on his face. Setting the 2 glasses down, he pulled out his phone for a couple of pics, mainly for teasing materials later.

“JiU?” Jin called her name softly. He knew firsthand how much of a bitch it was to fall asleep in wrong positions, then to wake up with aches all over the body. Kneeling next to her, he called her again, but with her real name this time. “Minji?”

Nothing.

She seemed to be too deep in sleep to even care at this point.

It took Jin a while to decide what to do next, not knowing whether or not he wants to help Minji get more comfortable, at the cost of intruding more inside her home, or leaving, and leaving Minji to deal with the aches and a hangover tomorrow.

It didn’t take him long to reach a decision.

First, though, Jin looked around her apartment to locate where her bedroom was, despite him visiting her apartment quite often, to the point of having the extra key just in case - It was the same for her, actually, having gone to his place so much that he’d rather give her a key then having to open the door for her every time.

It took him a while to actually locate the bedroom and open its door in advance before returning to the couch.

“Minji,” Jin called her gently, placing a hand on her shoulder and gently squeezing her shoulder. “Don’t make me carry you to bed.”

All he got in response was the slightest of hums.

A yawn struck Jin, seeing how relaxed and content Minji was, sleeping on her couch. His drowsiness was starting to sink in. Turning his attention back to Minji, he might as well take matter into his own hands. After all, he already predicted things would go like this.

“Alright.” Jin chuckled “You asked for this.”

Jin looped Minji’s arm around his neck, half expecting her to wake up. But all he got was some mumbling and stirring. When Minji stopped stirring, Jin then slides one arm around her slender back, and the other underneath her legs. With little resistance, Jin scooped Minji up in his arms. She really was out cold.

It wasn’t the first time Jin had tucked a sleeping woman into bed. God knows how many times she fell asleep-

Before Jin’s mind could wander, he snapped himself back. Now was not the time for it.

Nestled in his arms, Minji’s head lolled the side, nuzzling into Jin’s neck. Her soft, warm breaths made his hair stand on end. This sensation hit a bit too close to home.

Gently, Jin made his way to her bedroom before dumbfoundedly staring at the bed- He didn’t know which side Minji usually sleeps on. It took him an embarrassingly long time to realize that there was an end table on the left side of the bed – He blamed his own drowsiness for that.

A bittersweet smile tugged on his lips. It was the same for her as well.

Taking a breath, Jin approached the left side of the bed before easing Minji down onto her bed. The dress she was wearing did not look like the most comfortable thing to sleep in, but considering how Minji passed out on the couch, Jin doubted that she even noticed. As close as they were, there were still some boundaries to be kept, and Jin obviously would never cross it. He just wanted her to be comfortable sleeping in her own bed.

To that end, he took hold her Minji’s legs, gently easing those heels off her feet and setting them on the floor. Why did women love to wear heels, he would never be able to understand, especially when it left their feet hurt all over. His hand unconsciously stayed on the smooth skin of her legs a second longer, another habit he had that was hard to get rid of. He could blink and be back to her room, tucking her in after a long night of working, hoping she would get a wink of sleep before a new day began. Jin withdrew his hands before his throat could get any tighter from the memories resurfacing in his thoughts.

Jin took a seat at the edge of the bed and slowly pulled the comforter up. Once it was in place, Jin noticed the makeup on Minji’s face. It wasn’t much, rather light actually. But leaving it on wouldn’t be good for her skin. And so, after turning on her night lamp and rummaging through Minji’s makeup table – Jin planned to apologize about it later when she was sober – he found all the necessary stuff to remove her makeup.

With makeup wipes in his hand, Jin gently wiped her face, slowly and carefully so that she wouldn’t be woken up. His eyes squinting due to the limited light that he had, but rather that than waking her up with the sudden brightness. The more his hand moved, the more his mind slipped back into the memories, of him wiping off her makeup whenever she was too tired to do so, how her gentle smile brought a smile on his own face as he focused on cleaning her face. But not anymore.

With practiced hands, Minji’s face was soon free of makeup. Minji finally stirred then, her smooth hair spread out on the pillow, like a jet-black river flowing around her head. Jin couldn’t help himself reaching out to tuck a few strands of hair away from her face. His hand lingered, thumb stroking gently along her cheek.

Jin couldn’t help but feel relief as he saw how Minji was finally resting. She had been overworking herself too much, not just in her work, but in helping him as well. The reason why he went out with her today was partly because of that.

Letting out a small sigh, Jin removed his hand from her face and stood up.

It was then that Minji stirred. Her eyes opened slightly, barely a crack, as she shifted her head to look at Jin. He held her gaze for a while, until Minji pulled her arms out from underneath the covers. She reached out to Jin, holding onto his hand with one hand, while the other landed at the spot next to her on the right side of the bed.

“Stay,” Minji mumbled, her lips formed a small, yet tired smile. “Please.”

Jin found it far too easy to accept her invitation. He was already smiling back and whispering, “Okay.”

Her contentment shone bright on Minji’s sleepy feature. She gave his hand a squeeze before releasing him. Jin made his way to the other side of the bed and emptied his pockets. His phone, wallet and keys were placed on the dresser near his side.

Shedding his outer jacket, Jin only now realized how cold the room was, and eased himself into Minji’s bed on the right side. All the ghosts of familiarity made themselves known to him once again. The way his foot brushed against Minji’s legs as he tucked himself in. The give of the mattress under her slender body. The soft sounds of her breathing in there, no, her bedroom. He corrected himself. All the sensations and feelings that he had not shared with anyone but her.

Another yawn came, and Jin didn’t even bother to cover his mouth anymore, too tired for that. Glancing over to the side, Jin found Minji out cold once again, a small smile lingered on her lips. He allowed himself a moment to admire her beauty under the dim light of her night lamp.

This was foreign territory for both, crossed so easily and with little second thought. Maybe it was since they were already close friends? Minji just asked him, and he agreed, easy as that.

It was difficult to think about it. To look at all the similarities and comparisons to his late fiancé – even if he had been doing so without the slightest ill intent. His heart still ached just thinking about it – to think of her, his late fiancé, and how he would never be able to climb into bed with her the way he had just done so with Minji.

Jin instead chose to be grateful to Minji’s support and understanding, and how pivotal she was to make the pain at least bearable. After all, Jin wouldn’t be here if Minji wasn’t worried that he would be lonely, and promptly dragged him to a party so that he could have a fun time.

In all honesty, that party was anything but fun for Jin, but he was still grateful for Minji’s support, and he was content of doing just that.

And – even though he had not even thought of it – not once did he ever consider pretending that the person sleeping next to him was his late fiancé.

Jin was happy that it was Minji. That was enough. Minji was Minji – or JiU, as she liked to call herself – and that was enough. He would never pretend she was someone else. No matter how much he loved her to the depth of his heart. No matter how much her loss cut him to his very core.

Jin drifted away into sleep, easier than he had in recent memory.

#JiU #Kim Minji #Dreamcatcher #kpop fic #idol x reader #dreamcatcher fic

[essenteez]

𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐄 || s e o n g h w a

"Not all mistakes have negative outcome."

"Who's gonna take the responsibility for my hardening cock now, Alani? When there's no one to blame? Maybe you know the answer?" He taunted, knowing exactly what he was doing.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲 : Your mindlessness got you in serious trouble as you accidentally sent a forbidden picture of yourself to none other than Park Seonghwa - your brother's best friends that you don't really know. He, being the responsible man he is, wants to make sure you learn the lesson to always check things twice before doing them.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : Seonghwa x (f)reader named Alani cause I hate y/n with passion

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : Smut, one-shot

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : m i n o r s d o n o t i n t e r a c t , explicit language, masturbation, toys, pet names, mdom, mouthfuck, marking, pussy slapping, oral (both receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, orgasm control, punishment, dick riding, choking, possessiveness, doggy style, double penetration. anal penetration, slut calling, creampie, aftercare.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 : 8k

The overtaking lust made you see everything in red today. The neediness that had been blooming fast since the morning was at its peak now in the late evening. You tried to control it at work but your focus stayed closed to all the sexual fantasies forming in your corrupted mind. You had to hold back needy whimpers at every movement while sitting on a chair or in your car seat, that was how sensitive you were. Impatient hands kept wandering to your thighs and unconsciously stroke them until you came back to your senses and jolted them back on the desk.

Now laying on your bed, naked and hot you were only adding the fuel to the fire, devouring you like hellfire. Whimpering at the twisted nipples between your fingers. Moaning at the toy stretching your needy walls. All of it while listening to audio made especially for needy, lonely women like you.

It was not enough.

You were doomed. There was no way you could've put out the destructive flames with your own efforts. Your hands, fingers or toys wouldn't be of any help. You needed another kind of touch, of someone else's hands on you. Another skin rubbing against yours. The last thing you needed today was to go to sleep unsatisfied, if you'd even be able to fall asleep.

As if your condition was not enough, your fuck buddy had not picked up any of your calls. That was the end of your deal, you were definitely dropping him off…but you still needed him for that last fuck. The desperation made you pathetic. All reasons were now valid to beg for someone who wasn't even picking up his phone.

Desperate times called for desperate measures.

You left your needy breasts to reach for your phone. Audio went silent. It was your time to tease. 

The camera captured your spread legs and your hand, shamelessly going all down between them. Your middle finger visibly pushed on to your sensitive clit. The flash reflected from your already wet finger. The shot was perfect. It showed a lot but not everything. An ideal tease. 

You will teach him a lesson. He would be running to you in a minute. 

With a dizzy mind, barely able to focus with the vibrating pink toy inside you, you clicked on the contact list, looking for your "friend" named San. Your vision was blurry and hands shaky but still you managed to click send.

Now all you had to do was wait.

As you were able to resume the hungry massage of your breasts, a vision of the screen flashed in your mind. Something was not right. You definitely saw that gray cloud on the left. Why was the last text of the conversation a message sent to you? Did San reply and you missed it? No, you would’ve  heard the notification. Then where was all the spam you just sent to San?

In total panic, you quickly raised up and sat on your heels. The toy bluntly sticking out of your soaked hole, but you felt no satisfaction. Grabbing the phone again, you went through it with shaky hands. 

Your eyes grew as you saw the wrong name on the upper bar of the conversation, air catching in your throat. 

"No..." You stared at your lewd picture, the intimate detail that you just shared with a man named Park Seonghwa as well as the little writing under it.

Delivered.

The vibrating object and its buzzing began to annoy you, only increasing stress at this point. You slid it out of you and aggressively threw it on the ground, falling beside other toys that failed to satisfy you. Unconsciously, you grabbed the sheets and pulled them close, as if to cover your breasts and crotch like you’ve just been caught. You felt as if hundreds of pairs of eyes were now watching you. 

Why didn't you check? Why were you so stupid?

You looked at the bright screen, in hope it was all a mirage. Blinking a couple of times, everything was the same. Suddenly, a small possible solution showed up in your head.

Delivered?

"Wait, doesn't that mean…" You frowned and a spark of hope glowed.

Seonghwa hadn't seen it yet. He didn't open it, therefore you could still save your dignity. You knew him a little and he seemed like a good man. Maybe he would be reliable.

You had to try – the phone landed in your hands again. 

You took three deep, encouraging breaths and slid the green button. The rhythmic, somewhat loud signal almost drove you mad, which resulted in you not giving Seonghwa any chance to speak when he finally answered the phone.

"Please, listen to me." You begged. "I sent you a message by accident. By PURE ACCIDENT.” You scrambled out, continuing with a slight breath in. “I looked for the letter S, thought I chose the right contact and went with it. I am so sorry, it won't happen again. But for the love of God, DON’T open it. Please, do not open it. If you have any respect for me and care about me, please Seonghwa, delete it right away and forget. It'd be the best for both of us."

You tried to slow your heart rate,  breathing as quietly as you could manage. The silence on the other side wasn't long, but for you it seemed like ages.

The voice on the other side of the phone was deep, almost as dark as the view behind your window. 

"Too late." 

These two words echoed in your head as your heart sank. It fell at the bottom of your stomach. You felt nauseous. You definitely were in a heart attack threatening condition. 

Your life was ruined. He wasn't even your close friend. Seonghwa was no one else but your brother's best friend. He was hot but always out of your reach. You basically had his number only for simple communication, usually when he wanted to inform you that your brother got in trouble or when you couldn't find him. You two weren't super close. You just knew each other, flirted here and there. But that was all. And now he probably thought of you as some slut, sending nudes everywhere she can.

"S-seonghwa." You stuttered out with a shaky chin and heart, pounding in your heart. "Don't think bad of me, please. I'm not…like that."

"I don't." You could hear him smiling but his tone seemed  genuine. "It was an accident. I curse my habit of replying fast to messages. Don't worry your secret's safe with me."

It would've sounded heartwarming and assuring if not for the tone he put on to say the last sentence. As if he wanted to let you know that no one would know about the incident but he definitely wouldn't forget what he saw.

Or maybe you were overreacting. Probably were. Well, you were really close to being deceased, so you have every right to magnify the meaning of his words.

"Thank you." You replied, sighing heavily. 

What a nice and understanding man he was. Seonghwa had proven many times that he was a really good guy with high morals and class.

"I'm sorry." You added, and you truly meant that. You put him in a very uncomfortable situation.

"It’s ok. I'm trying to figure something out though." 

Your heart skipped a beat. Why didn't he hang up? Further conversation was only making your face burn alive with embarrassment. You couldn't even imagine what would happen if you two met again.

"Figure out what?" You gulped, trying to sound nonchalant.

"You see, I'm not in the best situation here." He scoffed in nothing but pure frustration, "Outside this bathroom I'm currently hiding in, there are thirty something people partying. They’re not drunk or high enough to not notice certain issues. How am I supposed to go out to them with a painful bulge in my pants and walk around them with a throbbing cock like nothing's wrong?" 

You felt these words like a sudden shower of hot water. The embarrassment slowly faded, giving its place back to the feeling that had been torturing you all day. Why was he saying that? Pressuring even harder on the gas of your neediness? 

"Who's gonna take the responsibility for my hardening cock now, Alani? When there's no one to blame? Maybe you know the answer?" He taunted, knowing exactly what he was doing.

Damn that imagination of yours, showing his perfect frames sitting at the edge of the bathtub, manspreading his long legs due to his growing problem. You could hear how deep his breaths were, seeing how he stroked himself. His attractive face, trying hard to focus. The muted sounds on the other side of the phone didn't help. He was suffering, and now so were you. 

You let go of the sheets, sitting there all naked again. The dripping between your lips made you spread your legs without thinking.

"How fast can you get here?" You finally dropped the question, almost whimpering it out.

"What about the man that this pic was meant for?" He laughed with trouble.

"He's no one."

"Fifteen minutes." The amusing tone he kept attempting to dress his state with was entirely gone. The depth of his voice sent chills down your spine. You now heard a different Seonghwa than the one you knew before.

"You have ten. The door is open." You blurted out and hit the red button on the screen. The phone was thrown aside as you clasped your mouth shut.

No matter how unbelievable it sounded, it was happening – Park fucking Seonghwa was coming over to fuck you.

You heard the quiet click of a door opening and closing downstairs. The hair on your arms surged upright from both excitement and nervousness. The even sound of heavy boots climbing the stairs had you gripping the sheets, almost breaking your nude press-on nails.

Led by the dim lights on this floor, Seonghwa emerged from the darkness and stood in the frame like a predator that just traced his prey but wanted to take some extra minutes to watch its last moments of peace.

You spent all ten minutes looking for the right position to greet him, finally deciding on the classic. You were just sitting on the edge of the bed that faced the entrance to your room and now him. With your legs crossed, you hid the main attraction. A piece of sheet, held by your arm, only covered your nipples while the outlines of your breast were displayed for his dark eyes. He saw a lot, but not everything. You could tell he liked the view. As you did yours.

The leather pants on his legs enhanced his slim but firm thighs. Seonghwa put his hands on the top of the door frame, causing the black jacket to raise and expose his tiny waist and broad shoulders. 

You tried your best not to look at his crotch after what he told you through the phone. There were still some manners left in you, even though the thought alone was enough to make you swallow loudly. 

Both of you took your time to look each other up and down, calculating every word and move. Every second, you were closer to losing control over your body as you already began squeezing your thighs together while slowly, barely noticeable, rocking your hips on the bed.

However, nothing seemed to escape his sly eye.

"I could smell you the moment I entered the house." 

The speed of how your breathing increased was embarrassing, but his choice of words answered all your deepest fantasies. As if he knew you were weak for the wild, male instincts taking the wheel.

"Oh?"

Pathetically, that was all you could afford.

He nodded, his smirk deepened, showing off his perfect white teeth and prominent canines. Seonghwa was absolutely amused by you.

His dark onyx like eyes slowly slid down from your burning face. Their attention teased your exposed neck and shoulders. Lazily grazed the covered breast, and then they stopped the journey. They now glowed with anticipation at the sight of your interlocked legs.

"Aww, don't worry, Alani." He gave you the fakest pout just to turn it into the most devilish smile you've ever seen, "Your savior’s here."

The air in your lungs stung like needles. Unconsciously, you held your breath from the rollercoaster of emotions going through you now. This Seonghwa had nothing to do with the Seonghwa you knew. He'd probably just played the good guy in front of your brother. But now you were alone, and the truth came out. You enjoyed every second of it with a painful pulsating between your legs as a confirmation.

His jacket landed on the floor, his belt came undone as he slowly approached you. Seonghwa was either lazily preparing for the act or he was just letting you feast on the view.

And you watched him closely. No detail of this perfect man missed your eyes. The sunkissed skin on his face, arms and neck ideally suited his raven, wavy hair. In a contrast of it all, the whiteness of his T-shirt was blinding. Seonghwa always was good looking for you, but now, in this new form, he was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Are you gonna make a sound?" He asked you when his frame stood right in front of you, your knees touching, "Or do you want me to make you?"

You gulped at the threat. 

"Sorry, I would never have thought this night would end like this."

"Like this? You mean me in your room?" He snickered.

"Yes."

"Well, I have, like I have every day since we met."

You blinked fast at this unexpected confession.

"What do you mean?"

Seonghwa's melodic chuckle would've been cute, if not for the situation you were in with him. He leaned over to have your face as close to his as possible.

"You see I don't fuck sisters of my friends. But that…" he looked you up and down, deeply inhaling, before eyes went back to yours. The sheet you held to cover yourself disappeared due to his will, "...that's not something I could ever say no to."

His hand appeared to grab your chin, making you look right into the bold eyes of his where you could read all his intentions.

"Did the baby walk horny all day?"

You nodded.

"And the toys were not enough to help?" He spoke to you like you were a helpless lost animal. However, the look in his eyes was sinister with all the meaning of this word.

It was turning you on terribly.

"Yes." You whine out, puppy dog eyes and all, responding to his play.

"No one wanted to come and help you?"

You were close to losing it. The scent of his cologne worked like magic potion. The desperation for him to finally touch you, devour you, was making you act like a brainwashed freak.

Enough was enough.

"Yes, Park. That's why you better fuck me 'til I’m broken. Till I’m all messy. Till I hate you."

He smiled as a proud owner.

"My pretty little slut."

Your lips suddenly interlocked with his, given in to the sweetest abuse. He was aggressively kissing you, while dangerous groans left his chords. You weren't different. The need of him grew in appalling speed, making you stand up and give all into the kiss. 

The bare body of yours immediately got caged in his embrace. His hand rested on the back of your head to hold your lips in place, all for him to taste. 

Your self-control didn't allow you to keep your hands still. Quickly, they began stripping him off his shirt and next taking care of his zipper. You wanted to suck him off, you needed to make him curse with his cock deep in your throat. 

Making your way down with kisses on his hot skin, your knees touched the floor. Seonghwa cupped under your face, cheeks lightly squeezed, looking into your eyes as you were pulling his pants down, stroking him through the material of his underwear. 

"Are you letting me fuck your sweet mouth?" He asked, playing with your hair.

  You licked your lips while smirking.

At the silent response, he grabbed your locks in the ponytail. It wasn't visible, but Seonghwa trembled. You could feel it under your touch, even the tiniest shiver. It worked on you like drugs.

You eliminated the obstacle of his underwear and let his rock hard cock free. The pain of lack of release was visible as his skin was red from all the blood running. The tip, slightly tinted with purple, looked delicious. The strings of thick precum, reminiscent of a spider web, spread from the bottom to his balls, making you drool.

The man inhaled sharply as he felt the warmth and softness of your mouth. Seonghwa watched you in awe when you were collecting the pre-juices, simultaneously moaning at its sweetness.

Sucking on his tip while pumping him off, awarded you with low growls. He wanted to fuck you mouth so badly, and even though you were going to let him do it, you still wanted to enjoy the moment. 

You took him whole, and with the help of your right hand, there was no spot left unattended. The left palm took care of his balls, gently massaging and squeezing them. Your ego grew at how tight, how swollen they were getting from your touch.

Your tongue tended every vein, every single inch of his cock as if you tried to ease the throbbing but you were only making it worse. He was getting even harder with every lick, every suck. 

At that moment, you held all the power. The lewd sounds your mouth made in contact with his manhood had him going crazy. His head fell back from waves of pleasure, and you fed on this sight. 

"Fuuuck…" he whined when you switched the act and your lips focused on the tip. You sucked him vigorously, rubbed him against your tensed tongue while your hand jerked him off. 

"Aah fuck baby." He grunted.

Seonghwa loved the attention, but since appetite came with eating, he wanted more. He needed you to go faster. Instinctively, he grabbed your head and positioned himself to have a ideal way while fucking your throat. 

"Tell me you want that cock", his tone sounded like he was giving you an order, but with the way he looked you deep in the eye, you knew he was asking for your permission, "Tell me."

You released him from your lips, "I want it. I need that cock deep in my throat, Park." 

At first he went slow, letting you adjust your breathing and to let you see how far he would go.

He was bigger on a thick side rather than long, which you were thankful for. Still, his length was enough to make you choke a little.

With stroking his hips, you let him know he could go faster. Seonghwa didn't have to be told twice as it was all he waited for.

"Your mouth is perfect, Alani", he grinned, eyes hazy in pleasure, "As it was made for me."

You devoured him with your mouth and eyes. The vision of him, all blushed and hot was all you needed to overflow between your legs. His frowned forehead, parted lips and heavy breathing made you feel powerful. 

"Mhm.." You hummed in excitement at the view.

Seonghwa fastened the pace of his slim, muscular hips, hearing you were having fun on his expanse. He fucked your mouth mercilessly, now his tip hitting the back if your throat. You choked and your eyes became watery but you bravely maintained the peace. 

"Holy shiiit" he cursed and panicked as the pleasure began building up too fast. 

He quickly pulled out, strings of your drool still connected him with your mouth.

"You almost made me cum, angel." 

"I wouldn't let you in the first place.'' You said sweetly despite the hoarse voice, " I want that cum inside another hole."

Seonghwa laughed and patted your head.

"Come here."

He helped you get up. Without a word he wiped your chin and collected the tears with his thumbs. You probably looked ridiculous but he enjoyed it. Then he pulled you closer by your waist. 

The kiss was soft and slower compared to the previous one as if he tried to calm both of you down. Using this moment, he took a step forward, forcing you to gently fall along with him on the bed. The affection of his lips switched to your neck, sucking and nibbling on it.

"Aah." You flinched from the stinging pain and you realized he just graced you with a hickey.

"Just leaving my mark.” He informed you nonchalantly. 

"What for?" You frowned at him.

"It'll be fun to know you struggle to hide it." He explained nonchalantly while getting busy with your breasts.

"It's gonna fade anyway."

He gazed at you with a mysterious smile, "Then I'll make another one."

Not letting you react to this promise, he released his long tongue to take care of your erect nipples.

"Aah Seonghwa."

The not so gentle massage and desperate sucking onto your bosoms made you wiggle underneath him. The man twisted your buds between his fingers, his wet tongue circling around them. He smacked them from time to time which had your pussy quiver in anticipation.

Slowly, something seemed to be waking up in him. Something dark, something unforgiving. The glow in his eyes changed. You picked up wildness and danger. It screamed at you to run but you couldn't, you didn't want to.

"I'm so wet." You decided to bring out the beast.

"Oh, I'm not missing on that." He grunted and slid down on you, granting your skin with pecks here and there.

Your legs were gently spread, and Seonghwa watched you closely, reading you like an opened book. It felt like ages as he studied your dripping, throbbing folds to the point you felt slight waves of embarrassment crawling up your cheeks.

"S-stop looking." You begged.

"No." He chuckled, eyes kept staring, "I like to take my time to look at my property."

You didn't respond to that. Your mind could not form a thought. There was so much going on.

But he wanted you to answer his claim. The man's hands slithered in from your thighs to your waist and grabbed it tightly.

His dark pupils glared at you, "Say it's mine."

"I don't belong to no one else but myself." You didn't sound confident.

"That's why you sent nudes to random men and can't make yourself cum? I always thought independence comes with self handling? Or am I wrong?" He asked sarcastically.

Thumb started massaging your clit in circle motions, slow, lazily. You were too sensitive, too vulnerable after a whole day of tiring arousal clouding your mind, burdening your body. The moans were impossible to control. His touch was too good, irresistible.

"Let's start again then." He grinned, watching how your pussy throbbed under his face. "Is this little pussy mine?"

Seonghwa did not receive an answer he wanted, and loud whimpers were not enough for him. 

"Please don't stop." You begged when his hand left your body to reach something on the side. "Seong–"

Your white lace panties you almost ripped off yourself earlier that evening magically found themselves in his hand and ended up in your mouth as your savior pushed them in there.

Attempts to spit them out were futile due to absolute dryness caused by the consuming neediness. You also didn't try to take them out. Seonghwa quickly grabbed your wrists and held them about your head. 

You could only watch as his perfect naked body laid on your right side. Your right leg got caught between his knees, while your left ankle was trapped under his right foot. He had you silenced and all spread on the sheets, caged in the position there was no escape from.

He looked you deep in the eyes.

"You're not really talkative today. Are you, Alani?" He growled. "Well, that'll change in a second."

The first slap on your folds shocked you, but what surprised you even more was the way your body reacted to it. It felt good, too good. The pain danced along with the pleasure which you had never experienced before.

Another muted whimper escaped your chords as your pussy lips met with a quick smack. He seemed to target your folds with the unforgiving slaps and then give a slow massage to your clit.

"Has the other S dude never slapped that smart-ass pussy?" He snickered, seeing your big eyes. Smack fell upon your cunt again, "He missed out. Your whimpers are to die for."

With every next slap, it hurt more, but also the pleasure doubled. Him massaging your bud in between, had you melt in the perfect combination of pain and bliss. But you needed to cum and the stinging pain controlled the process. You knew what he wanted to gain from that.

His face buried in your neck, with his lips brushing your ear.

"Is this pussy mine?' The whisper slid through his teeth. You shivered at the vibration he sent down your body. 

You moaned quietly in confirmation. It was his. You were his for as long as he wanted. You were desperate for his fingers inside you. 

"I. Did. Not. Hear you." 

Four fast and powerful smacks attacked your reddened folds, and you could help but scream and wiggle from the sensation. No matter the panties in your mouth, you nodded eagerly, trying to shout what he wanted you to say.

He smiled, satisfied, and eliminated the obstacle from your mouth. 

"Did I hear it right?"

"Yes, sir. Yes, it's yours. I'm all yours." You recited as fast as your breath allowed you. 

That was when you realized there was no possibility to play bratty with this man. The moment he stepped into your room, you were his to play with. Calling him by his name suddenly seemed disrespectful, and you didn’t want to oppose him anymore.

"Good girl." He caressed your cheeks to calm you down. "Was it worth it? Playing brave, hmm?"

"No, it wasn't, sir." You whispered as his lips hung over yours with the promise of the sweetest kiss. 

"Exactly." He grunted. "What I say is holy. Obedience is awarded while misbehavior…"

He waited for you to finish.

"...is punished."

"Smart girl." He grinned before locking his lips with yours. 

While your pussy tried to recover from the punishment, your lips got blessed with one of the sweetest kisses you had ever had. Seonghwa took his time to taste you, putting a slow and gentle pressure. He skillfully shifted from one lip to another just to finally let your tongues meet and make the kiss wetter, hotter. You were released from the caging position as he moved to hover over you. 

His lips left your mouth but never your skin. Leaving a wet trace, not forgetting about teasing your swollen breasts and erect nipples, he went down on you.

The desire pooled between your thighs as he got face to face with your womanhood. The way he marked your inner thighs with juicy, loud kisses was cute, but the look in his eyes when he looked at you was far from that.

Seonghwa had already shown you. He was dangerous. Manipulative and possessive, using ugly tactics to get what he wanted. Maybe it was your body, in a desperate need of release that made you ignore it, but you enjoyed him like this. A little too much. 

"If you cooperate, you'll get everything you want." He said with a tone like he was about to boop your nose. But he has different plans.

You inhaled sharply the moment your clit was embraced by his soft lips. He wasn't in a hurry to help you out. Slow, full licks soothed your sore folds. Only when he sensed you were alright to put more pressure, he changed his approach. The tongue dived deeper into your slit, right into your wetness.

The pleased murmuring that shook his chords attacked your core. You were severely throbbing on his tongue, satisfying his taste buds as well as his ego. You arched your back in overcoming delight as the first orgasmic shocks poked your nerves. The wet noises and your untamed moaning bounced between the wall of your bedroom. 

You looked at him as you felt his tongue tensing, hardening against your folds and moved onto your clit. The pace of his tongue lapping was immediate, fast and indisputable.

Unconsciously, your legs attempted to cage him between, but Seonghwa was having none of it. His hands firmly grabbed your under knees, almost pinning them against your chest. Now he had access to both your pretty holes. His tongue melted with your cunt, salivating all over it. His drool was thick and flooding. You watched how the pace he was gracing you with caused all the wetness to turn into a foamy matter. The view itself was enough to chase the ecstasy to crush into you.

"Holy shiit, Park!" You cried out. "I'm cumming."

Seonghwa detached from you at the sound of his last name.

"Who the fuck you think you're talking to?" He growled out dangerously while grinning maniacally.

You didn't dare to whine from denied orgasm. The man hovering above your dripping cunt wasn't a type to tease and to disrespect. The bliss clouded your mind. You were in the wrong here.

"I'm sorry, sir." You cried out in desperation, shaking on your body. "I'm so sorry. Your mouth fucks me so good it makes me stupid. Forgive me."

"Damn, Alani. You know what to say to melt my heart, don't you?" 

"Please sir, let me cum." You were close to tears.

"Oh, I will." He promised, which sounded more like a threat.

One arm was enough to keep your legs in place. And then he was glued to your clit again, returning to the previous sweet torture. But Seonghwa couldn't resist that hole of yours, basically screaming for him to fuck it. 

Two fingertips first massaged the inside of your folds in up and down motions. They traced your slit, the edges of your oozing entrance. Despite your trembling of anticipation for his digits to pound inside you, you still were unprepared how fast and deep he stuck them in. 

You sobbed at the rough but fullfilling treatment.

As his tongue twirled on your clit, his fingers studied you. Seonghwa wanted to know how soft and warm you were, how tight were those walls of yours. He was about to lose his mind from the way you cramped around his digits. You were so close.

"Seonghwa!" You screamed and that one word was all you could master.

He smiled and grunted in confirmation. It was time to watch you break for the first time in front of his eyes. At last. 

Your body felt like falling off the cliff of crushing ecstasy. It seemed like the time slowed down, your eyes went blurry and your ears filled with the buzzing sound of all the vibrations going through you like electric waves.

Seonghwa rode your orgasm, leading it everywhere he wanted. He fed on the sight of you arched back and hands sloppily massaging your breasts. The man slowly decreased the speed of his fingers fucking you to let your orgasm peacefully fade. He wanted to see it all.

Breathing heavily, you sunk in your bed again and looked at him. You watched your essence coating his fingers and dripping down his chin. 

"You like it like that, don't you, doll?" He said with a devilish grin. "Wet and messy."

"Yes, sir." You whimpered at the sight of his body as he sat up. 

He grabbed your thighs and slid his own, tanned and muscular legs underneath them. Seonghwa was now sitting down with your thighs embracing his tiny waist. 

You flinched at the sudden touch and weight of his fat, hard like stone cock on your cunt that throbbed more with every second. The low whine left your lips as he grabbed his pride and slapped your folds a few times as if it was a meet and greet.

"I'm finally getting my dick sink inside that little pussy of yours, baby." He hissed in anticipation. "You need daddy's cock real bad, don't you, sweetheart?"

"Yes, daddy. I need it badly." You begged, inviting him with sensual movements of your hips.

You both whined, him at your tightness and warmth, and you at his mass stretching you out incredibly.

You needed a moment to yourself to adjust, but he didn't plan to be thoughtful anymore.

"Y-you're so t-thick."

You felt his hands slide underneath your waist and with one strong pull, you crushed into his torso. With all strength, you tried to pull yourself up on his arms to control the speed of how deep you were sinking onto him in that position but no use. 

"Oh my fuck!" You cursed as his cock mercilessly invaded you until his balls made it impossible to go further.

Seonghwa smiled, all cocky at your struggle to take him in, "You can take him, baby. I know you can."

With a powerful smack, he grabbed your ass and forced it to move against him. You moaned at the suddenness of it but you understood the digression. Slowly but decisively, you began grinding him. You were so full of him and could not stop loud moans from leaving your lips every time you moved. His girth put amazing pressure on your cramping walls, rubbing every sensitive spot of your interiors. 

With every next grind, you felt more comfortable to fasten your pace. You tightened the embrace around his neck and looked him in the eyes. He raised an eyebrow, clearly challenging you. And you accepted the challenge. 

Slowly, you pushed him onto the bed, your fingertips drawing lines on his torso. You put your hips in a faster pace the moment his hands grabbed your waist. 

His eyes watched you closely, learning every detail about you by heart. Your bitten lip, hazy gaze, the way your breasts waved as you rocked body back and forth. Seonghwa couldn't help himself as his hands wandered higher and grasped your bosoms to squeeze them together. Your nipples begged to be sucked but you wanted him to stay in that position.

You pushed him when seeing he began to raise himself up to suck on them, "No." 

You wanted to sound firm but his thick cock, overtaking you caused your voice to pathetically crack.

His laugh really showed he was underestimating you. It made you angry, even being in the state you were in. You leaned over and caged his head between your hands. He couldn't hold a moan when your pussy began stroking him in a merciless manner. You needed to see him losing control, crying out your name and begging you to stop. However this new position affected you as well. His tip now had a clean path to your sweet spot.

"Come on." He teased as your face started showing the signs of weakness. Seonghwa was not going to let you have any power over him.

Your hips swayed as you found a perfect angle. Not able to stop, you focused on fucking yourself off. It felt too good, too perfect to let his arrogance take the first place. 

"That's what I thought." He summed your failed challenge.

With this, you immediately had his hand around your neck, making your face hang close, right above his. Seonghwa enjoyed you, not wanting to let go of any second on having you brainless because of him. 

Your grinds lost their power and turned sloppy. The way your walls cramped around his length and how you shivered let him know you were close. 

The grasp on your neck tightened. You watched how he bared his teeth.

"Don't you dare to cum without my command." 

"P-Please.." 

"NOT without my command."

You stopped moving and stayed like that, with his cock buried deep inside you. But the orgasm couldn't be tamed.

"I can't ho-old it." You stuttered out, fighting as hard as you could.

"I don't care." He was unforgiving, torturing you seemed the best fun. Seeing a chance, he pinned his pelvis against you. You didn't know what he was thinking would happen to you when having his dick going even deeper so suddenly. 

You came undone in an instant, moaning loud apologies, pleading for forgiveness. But Seonghwa was not having it. Your hands got twisted and interlocked behind your back, held by the strong grip of his hand. You fell onto him, your head resting on his collarbone.

"Lesson time." He growled, threatening.

With another hand on your lower back, there was no escape from his plans. The pace he put into smashing inside you was crazy. Despite him being underneath you, in a not so comfortable position. His stamina was out of this world if he was able to uphold the tempo he went for. Seonghwa was heartless with the way he attacked your overstimulated womanhood.

"Fuck fuck fuck! Wait a second! Let me-aahh" 

You had no right to speak or refuse. Not after disobeying him right into his face. Now, all you could do was allow him to wreak havoc inside you while feeding his cocky side with your whines and screams.

His right hand sneaked down from your lower back. The sudden invasion of his middle finger inside your ass was shocking but also very welcome as it only added to the pleasure. He had done it many times, you were sure of that. And he knew it worked miracles.

Seonghwa attacked your sweet spot from both sides, having an entire control over your holes while his pubic area rubbed onto your clit over and over.

"Aaah fuck." You couldn’t afford to scream or even moan. All you let out was a whisper that he might've not even heard. The tears of overwhelming pleasure fell from your rolled up eyes. Your next release came fast, having you shake on your whole body. 

“Yees, baby.” He growled, amused in his madness of razing you. “Give it all to me.”

Only when having you spasming in pure ecstasy again Seonghwa shifted in his movements. Directing your hips against his waving pelvis, he made you ride your orgasm with deep and slow grinds. You were in heaven with the way the pleasure was reaching every cell in your body as his mass twitched inside of you.

The moment he let go of your body, you torpidly rolled off of him. The cold sheet embraced your burning body. But Seonghwa only allowed you to rest for a short second. You didn’t notice that he got off the bed. Now he stood beside it, right beyond your head.

He waited. 

You gathered your strength to sit down, facing him. 

His perfect, naked proportion flooded your eyesight. Seonghwa was gorgeous, now standing tall with his hands behind his back and his whole body for your hungry eyes. His caramel skin glistened in sweat. Every muscle was enhanced from the ridiculous workout he did while fucking you into a oblivion. His cock, now painfully hard and throbbing, was ready to explode. You desired him more and more. The familiar excitement began filling you again. 

Seonghwa watched you, satisfied by your state and feeding on your admiration as you were eyeing him up and down like a starving lioness.

He grinned at you, “All four for me. Now.”

You took a few deep breaths, preparing yourself for another set of pleasure soon coming your way. Deep down in your mind, you tried to kill the fear before the unknown. Seonghwa just took what he wanted, making sure you wouldn't be able to let him go. And you were afraid of it.

You did as he said. Now, with your ass stuck out, offered to him, you whimpered in neediness. Feeling his weight on the bed, you rolled your hips, inviting him to take care of you faster. 

He groped your cheeks and massaged them, smacking them in between before spreading them wide to watch the stage he enjoyed so much performing on. 

You heard him inhaling sharply at the sight of your dripping cunt.

“You cum so much, baby. I can’t be worse, can I?” 

“Seonghwa-” you whined at the feeling of his tip painting abstracts with you cum on your slit and higher, on your asshole.

The way your pussy shamelessly throbbed had his head spinning. It was a sweet invitation he couldn’t say no to, that he would never say no to. It was his turn to focus on his own release. The need to flood you made his mask of sanity slowly slip.

You had been roaming in his mind from the moment he laid his eyes on you for the first time. The fact that you were his best friend’s little sister only added the fuel to the flame. You were forbidden, out of reach. And as if his prayers were heard, you called for him tonight.

He entered you powerfully, and after one series of firm pushes that had you melt like butter, you felt a sudden pressure against your asshole. Whatever that was, it was hard, cold and pretty big. You tried to steal a glimpse of what it was, but the position made it impossible. However, you managed to see the glow of silver.

Your toy. He must’ve picked up from the ground where you threw all the useless tools. Damn, the man was perceptive. As if he knew, you always used that one for your anal masturbation.

Quickly, you laid your upper body on the bed, making your ass protruding even more for him to ruin. 

“Filthy doll.” he chuckled, enjoying this more than he wanted to admit. You were responding to his every idea. You were a dream lover to his twisted nature.

The metal went in slowly but decisively. You accepted it proudly, familiar with the feeling. Now, with both your holes stuffed, you had to bite the sheets from the sensation. The lewdness took over and your self-respect got locked up somewhere in the deepest void.

You were ready for Seonghwa to do the worst to you. 

The tight grip on your hip would definitely leave bruises but you couldn’t care less. That was all you needed today in your high level of arousal - the man to absolutely demolish you. 

You loved the primal and animalistic feeling of being taken from behind. He pounded inside you, having the best access to your most sensitive spots. The pace was firm and even but too slow for your desperation to cum again. You knew it was his turn to chase the high. However, you have to feel more.

You reached for the toy and began fucking your ass with it, even though Seonghwa initially wanted it to fill you and stay there as he takes care of your pussy. 

"Holy fuck." You blurted out from the pleasure of the double penetration.

Seonghwa wasn't a fan of it. He watched your hand pomp that toy inside your ass. Was he third wheeling right now? He felt the unexplainable needle of anger to stun his pride. The main joy was supposed to come from his cock, not from a synthetic, fake version of it. 

“You've got to be kidding me.” He grunted in disbelief.

The toy immediately disappeared, ripped from your hand and thrown somewhere onto the floor. When it came to you, you ended up on your back, with a whole raging bull between your legs.

“Seong-”

“Don’t stop looking at me?” He commanded, seeing how your eyes wandered around to understand what was happening. 

And you listened. 

You looked deep in those dark eyes when he raised your hips up and let his cock slid inside your ass, replacing the toy. The further he penetrated you, the more you trembled. Seonghwa grinned at your face, contorting with a perfect mixture of pleasure and pain. 

“I’m so fu-ull.” You moaned between fast breaths. 

“And so fucking tight.” He smiled, struggling to keep his cool. “I will work you out in a minute, don’t worry, baby.”

You engulfed his thickness, overwhelmed by the intensity of when he began slowly thrusting inside you. You could already tell that the next orgasm would be the reason for you developing an obsession for that man. Unhealthy obsession.  

Seonghwa did not stop holding your gaze, making sure your eyes remained glued to him, despite them wanting to roll up from the bliss. His impatient thumb found a way to your pussy and dived in, while the rest of four fingers laid flat on your clit. 

“You’re gonna take it all. Every thrust, every grind, every drop.”

The pace fastened, and you couldn’t hold it anymore. Your body arched, hand grasping onto the sheets. He seemed to be everywhere, surrounding you from all sides. You were so full of him, owned and possessed.

Seonghwa knew it was time to let all the demons out. He needed to cum, fast and intense. He desired to flood your tight walls while your unsatisfied cunt coat his fingers with your hot cum. 

“Fuck fuck.” He was close, really close. 

The man raised up on his feet, forcing your pelvis to go even higher. His right hand embraced your neck and made you look at him again. You were meant to watch him make you his. You grabbed his arms all adorned with popping veins, looking how he positioned himself above you. 

There was no delicacy this time, no mercy. He fucked your asshole like his well being depended on it. He listened to your loud, high pitched moans and whines. You were glad you lived in a house and not in an apartment. You would not have been able to look your neighbors in the eye the next day.

The thumb gave its place to two fingers that tips quickly found a way to your g-spot. 

“Oh my fuuck!” 

It was too much, too heavy for the last thin string holding you together. Your protracted whine gave you away along with the increased cramping on your walls both around his digits and cock.

Seonghwa was quick to take advantage of it.

“Who does your ass belong to, huh? Who does your pussy belong to?” He demanded an answer, tightening the grasp around your neck, pushing his dick and fingers even deeper. “Who do you belong to?”

You were coming with his name on your lips, crying it out loud as waves of electrifying blissfulness washed over you, one greater than previous. You were right. The obsession over Seonghwa was inevitable. He was more than you would have wished for, with his knowledge how to make you go crazy and his thick, perfect cock. 

As the first spasm hit his body, his hand left your neck to support himself on your spread legs. He was ready to welcome the crushing ecstasy.

“Holy fuck. Take it all like a good girl I know you can be-”

The man couldn’t say anything more. The pleasure only allowed his chords to birth grunts, and when he came undone, the most beautiful moans were sent your way. You could feel any throb and twitch of his cock as he shot a hot load inside your walls. He came a lot, which immediately leaked out of you when Seonghwa slid out of you.

Breathing hard, he slowly laid your hips down onto the bed and fell beside you. The sex, as well as proceding it, exhausting arousal drained both of you. You laid there, dripping in sweat and cum, trying to bring your sanity back on earth. 

“You’re perfect.”

Him suddenly voicing his thoughts, had you surprised but you also wanted to let him know what you were thinking of him.

“You’re perfect.” 

“Really? Then I don’t feel like letting you go.”

“Then don’t.”

You looked at him, Seonghwa was already watching you. The moment he noticed he had your attention, he graced you with a most heartwarming smile. With his hair all wet and messy, with sweat pouring down his face, he was breathtaking. He was just wrecking your holes a minute ago and now there he was, cute, making you melt. 

“Come on.” He suddenly got up and quickly walked over to your side. 

You blinked in disbelief of him still having some energy, “Where?”

“First you need to pee”, he picked you up and began walking to the bathroom, “And then we’re taking a long shower."

“So you can be gentle.” You giggled, embracing his neck.

He raised his brow in a joking manner, “Sweetheart, I always take responsibility for my actions.”

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[y2kmcblingirliee]

“I guess Y/N likes her kisses down low..”

cw: dom!kate kinda mean!Kate Oral(reader receiving), Fingering (reader receiving), degradation, praise kink ~ sub!reader

pairings ~ Kate Martin x Black Fem reader

Y/N was alone in her & Kate’s shared home. Just waiting for her girlfriend to come back from basketball practice. Y/N was braiding her hair, while wearing a cutsie little outfit & giving herself some bohemian braids. She was up to her last few. She finally finished which felt like hours. In her excitement, she sent Kate a cute photo of herself. Y/N started to watch YouTube. Until she heard her phone ring. So of course she checked it. The name was “baby 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏼” Kate messaged said “Baby, you look so good. Why are you trying to tease me while I’m at practice babe?” So of course Y/N messaged back saying “Baby, I just miss you.” Kate texted back quickly saying “baby I’ll be home in a few. I love you.” I messaged back saying “Okay baby I love you.” 45 mins pass by and I heard the door open. I go to the door and jump on Kate holding on her shoulders & Her holding me by my ass. Y/N starts to kiss from Kate’s jaw down to her neck. Kate starts to put her hand in-between Y/N’s legs. Kate says “omg.. Y/N, what’s got you this wet?” & She starts eyeing Y/N up & down while biting her lip. Y/N starts to hide her face in Kate’s neck, as Kate continues to carry her and puts her on the bed. Kate starts to take Y/N’s top off while putting her hand under her skirt. Y/N starts to moan as Kate starts to put her hand & rub figure 8s on her clit. As she kisses her. Y/N starts to whimper & say “Baby, let me kiss you please.” & Kate slaps her across the face & chokes her. As Kate has her hand around Y/N’s throat. She starts to go down & lift up Y/N’s skirt while kissing on her thighs. Kate let’s go of Y/N’s neck to pull down her underwear. Y/N says with tears filling her eyes “Baby, why are you being so mean to me.” Kate starts to flick her tongue around her clit to tease her even more. Y/N starts to try to move away from her tongue by trying to lift up with her elbows. Kate brings her hands & grabs Y/N’s thighs & continues to eat Y/N out. Y/N starts to feel like she’s about to come. Kate senses that so she speeds up her movements & adds her fingers. Y/N nuts in Kate’s mouth & on her fingers. Kate takes her fingers out & puts it in Y/N’s mouth. Kate starts to make out with Y/N while sliding her hand up & down her waist. Kate starts to sit up & puts Y/N on her lap. Kate starts to take off her clothes leaving her in her sports bra & underwear. Kate starts to kiss on Y/N’s neck again while putting her fingers inside Y/N again. While with the opposite hand slapping her ass. Y/N says “mm-m Kate it’s to-too much.” Kate slaps her across the face again. & Kate says “Well if you think it’s too much then start begging me to stop then.” Kate continues her finger movements if not even faster. Y/N says “mommy, please stop it hurts.” while crying. Kate kisses her tears away & gets close to her ear & says “baby what did you just say?” stopping her hand motions. Y/N repeats & says “mommy, please stop it’s too much.” & Kate starts to kiss her while Y/N comes on her fingers a 2nd time. Kate licks her fingers off & lifts Y/N off her lap. Getting up to kiss Y/N on the forehead. & gets a towel & some water to clean Y/N up. & asks her if she’s okay which Y/N responds with yes. Kate starts a bath for Y/N & they both get in the bath, talking about each others day. & Y/N massaging Kate’s shoulders . Kate whimpering a little at the relief. Y/N starts to kiss on Kate’s neck. Kate turns off the bath and drys the both of them off. Kate carries Y/N to the bed & puts Y/N in her IOWA hoodie. While Kate kisses on Y/N till she falls asleep. Kate eventually falls asleep right with Y/N.

this is my first ever smut / story I hope you guys enjoy!!

#kate martin smut #kate martin #kate martin x reader #kate Martin x black reader #Kate Martin x fem reader #iowa wbb #hawkeye

[jungwonie-bae]

I think I’ve fallen deeper ･゜ﾟ･.｡.｡.･*.｡.･

Sequel to pt 1 - how could my day be bad when I’m with you ♪

genre- fluff, f2l , riki x fem!reader, high school au, riki is your neighbor

word count- 1.3k 【1326 words】

warnings- pinch of angst, mostly fluff. Jealously…? Grammar errors and kissing

a/n- lots of people liked pt 1!!! They all requested me for a pt 2 tysm!! <333

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The bus ride felt way too short for riki’s liking. The honk of the bus driver signals that this was their last stop. It wakes you up immediately and you rub your eyes.

Riki looks at you fondly, but you don’t notice. “Alright let’s get up.” You tiredly say while trying to stand.

“woah!” You lose your balance- but something-more like someone catches you. You look up to see riki grabbing onto your waist, and sheepishly smile.

the position your in is awkward- your hands on his chest and his on your waist, steadying you. His cheeks flush red, and you mirror him. You quickly get off of him, mumbling a quiet sorry but loud enough for him to hear. Your heart was beating as fast as ever. You put a hand over your heart to calm it down.

“be careful next time, and stand up slowly.” Riki remarks.

While you two get off the bus, he scolds you for not being careful- and if he didn’t catch you would’ve gotten a bruise of some sort.

“it’s not that serious, and besides- look, I’m completely fine.” You stare annoyed at him.

“okay, well I’m just warning you,” he mumbled. You reach your house, and say goodbye to him as he mimicked your motions and walks to his home.

-

you can’t seem to focus on your homework. Riki was on your mind. No!! I can’t like my best friend again, that your ruin our friendship! There’s no way he would like me back anyways right? You think. You slap yourself on the face lightly snapping out of those thoughts. “ I need to finish my work…” you mumble.

a few hours later after you’ve showered and cleaned yourself up, you stretch. “Finally.” You say once you finished your last assignment. You check your phone, to see it was- 1 am?!? You see that you have a few messages from riki.

riki<3: y/nnnnnn

riki<3: are you ignoring meeeee ☹️

riki<3: or are you sleeping

riki<3: I see your bedroom light on 😑

you: I was doing hw sorry :/

you: I put my phone on silence

*read*

just then, you get an incoming FaceTime call. You accept it, and a sideways riki pops up on the screen. He’s lying down on his bed tucked into his sheets. You chuckle slightly and walk over to you bed and sit down. You lie against your headboard and turn on the lamp next to you.

riki thinks you look so pretty right now, the lighting of the lamp illuminating your face, your hair slightly still damp, and your eyes shining. “hey.” His deep voice rumbles.

You smile. “hi.”

he smiles back. He looks absolute angelic. Hair falling a bit over his eyes, cheek pressed against his pillow cutely. You want to squish his cheeks, but you haven’t gotten to that stage where you are that close with each other.

you start the conversation by asking him about anything new, and then telling a the same about you.

you and riki talk all night, laughing from time to time, and then hanging up- not before exchanging good nights and little waves, then falling asleep. You think- no you know, you have fallen in love with him once again. Your feelings have been buried deep inside your heart and are finally starting to resurface.

-

The next day, you feel energized somehow, though only getting around 2 hours of sleep.

you put on your uniform, put on some light makeup, and tie your hair up. You decide to curl your bangs today, to look cute. You smile at yourself in the mirror, and walk to the kitchen to make a piece of toast.

once the toast pops out of the toaster, you shove it in your mouth while putting on your shoes and looping your bag over your shoulders. You walk out and see riki waiting outside his door on his phone.

“riki! Let’s go!” You shout happily. He looks up from his phone and smiles. You catch up with him and walk to the bus stop together. Once again, you two share the infamous earbuds.

-

at school, you two share only 1 class together which was a bummer. Riki knew it was always a one chance to pass notes to each other. You wouldn’t even see each other in the hallways until after school. You had always taken extra classes for it to look good on your college application and for your strict parents.

riki passes a note to you at the end of class saying, “meet me at the roof top after school.” and walks away like nothing had happened. You were pretty nervous. Did he get a girlfriend? Was he going to move schools and leave me? All these bad thoughts clouded your head until your best friend wonyoung told you class was over. You snapped out of it and packed your things up.

-

After all your classes were over, you ran up the stairs huffing and puffing to get to the rooftop. You opened the door and look around.

“y/n? What are you doing here?” Jake asks.

“oh- riki asked me to come here,” you answer politely. You try to walk away but Jake then says “can I have your number?”

you decline, and you said you weren’t interested. Finally, Jake lets you go understanding.

You see riki leaning over the railing watching the scene unfold before him. You approach him quietly.

“riki?” You ask. He smiles slightly. He looks everywhere but you. You sense that something is off. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” You question curiously. Riki glares at jake.

he suddenly takes your hands in his, and gulps.

“y/n,” he sighs. “I’ve been thinking about doing this for the longest time.” He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

“you’re scaring me, just say it, it’s okay.” You assure him.

“Okay, I’m sorry, but I like you so much that it hurts.”

your eyes widen, not expecting that answer. You thought it would be bad news. Your eyes relax, and you take your hands away from him. He looks up scared for his life, that you’d reject him- but instead he gets pulled into a bear hug.

“You don’t need to be sorry. If you are, then I’m also sorry for liking you.” You mumble into his ear. He widens his eyes and smiles. His eyes water up as he hugs you back.

“thank god. I thought you were going to reject me and go with Jake.” He sobs. You pat his back comfortingly,

“no dummy, I could never. I only have eyes for you, and you only.” You smile.

he pulls away from the hug and looks at you fondly. “So are we dating now?” His boxy smile appears. You wipe is tears away from his cheeks. Suddenly the atmosphere changes.

you nod. He then cradles your face and you lean into his touch. He lean in closer and closer. “ may I?” He asks, a few centimeters away. You nod a bit too quickly, and you feel his plush lips on yours.

You smile against his lips. When he pulls away he pecks you again. And again and again. “I could do this forever.” He mumbles between them. You giggle and he pulls you into his embrace. You both smile at one another like idiots. Somewhere else on the rooftop, sunghoon says to heeseung, “you owe me 20 bucks.”

bonus!:

The next day on the bus, it became a routine to share earbuds. Riki give you a peck on your cheek and you blush. You do they same back to him and he mirrors your expression.

when you come to school, you come hand in hand with no other than your boyfriend riki. Whispers go around. “Are they dating now?” “That was expected anyway.”

you see at the corner of your eye, sunghoon cheering with a 20 dollar bill in his hand.

a/n- this was so fun to make!! Tysm for making it to the end! I hope you like it 😙 I got a little carried away..

#niki x y/n #Niki #niki enhypen #niki enha #enhypen niki #enhypen #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen heeseung #enhypen imagines #niki x you #niki x reader #niki fluff #engene #niki imagines #enhypen jake #enhypen oneshots

[rizykim]

Drunk | Lee Taeyong

Pairing: Idol!Taeyong × You

Summary: After a long tiring week NCT127 decided on relieving some steam by going out to down shots the whole night,only for Taeyong to come back home all puffy and wasted bluffing nonsense.

Warning: Fluff & a little Humour

Wordcount: 970

Note: Instead of 'Y/n' it'll be '___' for you enter your name and this my first time writing oneshot fluff and if you did enjoy please do leave a like and repost if you can,it would help alot!

"How dare she ask for my number! Does she not know I have a gorgeous woman back home?" Taeyong said lazily while being dragged by his friend Jaehyun to his door. It was now that the rest of NCT127 regretted taking their leader out to drink, knowing very well that he wouldn't have any limits on taking alcohol.

"Quiet down, Taeyong-you will wake the neighbours up!" Jaehyun tried sushing his friend as he kept a hold on Taeyong's waist and the arm on his shoulders. Pulling him a little closer to the door that awaited to be opened by his girlfriend.

 "So? What am I supposed to do? Sing for them? Sure, I can do that! Twinkl-" He couldn't be stopped from yapping nonsense, and he almost started to sing nursery rhymes loudly.

"Shut the fvck up, man!" Jaehyun slapped his hand on his mouth in an attempt to shut him up and finally stopped in front of the big door. Unwrapping his other arm, Jaehyun quickly rang the doorbell and held his friend again to prevent him from collapsing on the ground.

"Mmmpphh, whet goh!" Taeyong moved his head away from Jaehyun's hand, but all in vain when his eyes landed on his girlfriend at the door.

 "___!" He leaped into your embrace, and you almost lost balance if it weren't for Jaehyun, who held your arm quickly. After you regained balance, Jaehyun let go and mouthed 'He went overboard,sorry' and left with a small bye. You closed the door, pulled your boyfriend to the couch, and put him down with a breath.

"Taeyong, you really gotta stop drinking so much." You propped your hands on either side of your hip and shook your head at her boyfriend, who was snuggling into the couch. With a sigh, you crouched down to get his shoes and jacket off. After that, you took him to both of your shared bedroom and dropped him down on the bed, making sure not to wake him.

You went towards the closet to find something Taeyong could wear to sleep comfortably, but since the lights were off, it was kind of hard to find anything. You was trying to find his nightwear, but before long you felt a pair of warm arms wrap around your waist, followed by their head resting on ___'s shoulder as he took a whiff of her scent.

"Mmm, I want cuddles." He mumbled in his small voice. A soft smile spread across your face, and you patted his head a few times. "But first, I need to find something for you to wear, Yongie," You stated, only to find his pyjamas at the corner of the closet, folded neatly on top of each other. You took them out and turned around, directing them towards him.

"Here go change, and then we'll cuddle, okay?" You said, pushing him towards the bathroom, "But-but..." Taeyong tried to speak up but didn't get enough time to say anything as he was now inside with the door closed behind him.

After a while, Taeyong came out dressed in his pyjamas, only to see you in bed with your phone,just scrolling through social media. He strided towards the bed and climbed up the bed to lay on ___'s chest with his arms buried on either side. You kept your phone aside and started to caress his smooth hair with your fingers in the hope that he would fall asleep quickly.

 "Taeyong..." She called out before he got sleepy.

"Hmm?" he hummed in response, waiting for her to continue.

"How are things with work? Is everything alright?" You got a little worried, thinking he might've gotten this wasted because he was having a hard time with work. He raised his head to look at you for a brief moment through his hooded eyes and nodded no'.

"No baby work is well... Did you think I drank because things were bad lately?" He asked, smiling like a fool. You nodded a 'he's while slightly outing your lips, only to be received with a short peck on them by Taeyong.

"Don't worry, it wasn't because of anything. Yuta and Johnny made me try something that I forgot the name of" He dropped his head back to your chest. You hummed in response, waiting for sleep to take over both of you, when he started to speak again.

"You won't believe what happened today when he was at the bar!" He said it with wide eyes.

"Why what happened?" You asked, getting concerned, if something might have taken place where they were.

 "So..." He crawled his way up to be next to you and started to explain.

"We were just talking when a woman came up to me and asked my number!" For you, it sounded like a normal scenario, but for Taeyong, it was a big deal because apparently he was taken by no one other than you. Nevertheless, his dramatic remarks made you listen carefully because you knew it was the alcohol that made him like this.

A couple of minutes passed by as both of you talked back and forth. Laughing at small jokes and questioning each other about the things they are talking about. Before long, both of you were starting to get sleepy, and Taeyong noticed it about you first. He pulled you close and hugged you.

"Good night, I love you," he whispered to your ear before landing a kiss on your forehead and going into a deep slumber. At the end of the day,no matter if you fought or couldn't spend time with each other, you both knew from the depths of your hearts that you loved each other so much. A silent day spent just sleeping is enough to make the both of you content with being each other.

Feeling like this ain't good :')

#nct 127 #taeyong fluff #lee taeyong #taeyong imagines #taeyong #nct u #taeyong x reader #Drunktaeyong #nct fluff #taeyoncute

[sweetyyhippyy]

Not my Name. Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader. *FLUFF*

*NOT MY GIF*

Summary: Based on this question I got from an anon. Eddie has been “bugging” reader all day, when he disrupts her nap, she calls him by his “government name” and he takes it to heart. 

TW: Eddie being extra. Implied that Eddie wants sex. 

Word Count: 869

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Eddie was in a mood.

Well 2 moods. Both of which, playful.

He had been poking fun at his girlfriend all afternoon; laying on top of her, making dumb little noises in her ear while he was on top of her, licking her neck at one point, and slapping her ass any opportunity he got.

The trailer was freezing, and when she was cold, all she wanted to do was nap.

She snuck away to Eddie’s room when he was on the phone with one of the guys from Hellfire, snuggling Eddie’s pillow while she burrowed under all the blankets and dozed off.

It felt like only a few seconds passed before she heard the door open and quiet footsteps behind her. She was still aware of her surroundings, but she was too far into sleep to wake up and investigate the sound.

“Sweetheart, you wanna go to the movies?” Eddie asks in her ear, slowly sliding into bed behind her, wrapping his arm around her while he pressed kisses to her cheek.

She could smell the fresh cigarette he had just smoked on his breath and his clothes, the smell making her snuggle against him deeper.

“Hey, wake up.” He pokes. “Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.”

She huffs loudly. “I’m trying to sleep.”

“I know, I want you to wake up. I wanna do something.” He whines like a child. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” He chants in her ear, pulling the blanket down from around her shoulder.

“No.” She whines, trying to take the blanket back from him. “I wanna nap! Take a nap with me. You’re doing a lot of extra shit right now, you need to relax!”

Eddie tsks. “I don’t want to nap. We can nap after we have some fun. Come on, princess.” He starts to press kisses to her exposed shoulder.

“Nooooo.” She whines, trying to keep her eyes shut in hopes she could easily fall back asleep.

A sharp sting against her shoulder blade makes her gasp loudly, her eyes flying open. “Eddie! Fucking ow!” She shouts, turning to her back to flash him a dirty look.

“Who?” He furrows his brows at her.

“What? Who what?”

“Who did you just call me?” Eddie pouts, his face reading offended.

“Your… your name.”

“What was the first rule I said when we started this relationship?”

“Not to touch the radio in the car.”

“Really?” He glares at her.

She looked over at him completely dumbfounded that he was taking this so seriously. “Eddie, you’re kidding me. All I did was call you by your name.”

“Yeah! Exactly! I am: babe, baby, handsome, peaches, daddy, sir, or dungeon master. That’s it.”

She bites her lip to stifle a laugh that would just cause another outburst. “Y-you like when I call you peaches?” She covers her mouth with her hand, smiling from ear to ear underneath.

Eddie pouts again. “No, but it’s better than you calling me Eddie.”

She can’t help but let out a full belly laugh, pulling him closer to her. “Oh my poor sensitive baby. I’m sorry I called you Eddie. I won’t call you that again.”

He rests his head just above her chest, letting her play with his hair. “Good.”

“Did you still want to have some fun, Edward?” She can’t help but burst into a fit of laughter, never having called him Edward before, mostly because he hated his “proper” name.

“Babe!” Eddie yells, wrapping both of his arms under her and attacking her with his mouth. “That’s even worse than Eddie! Stop being mean.”

She was crying tears from laughing so hard, not having enough energy to fight back with Eddie. “I-I-I can’t stop laughing!” She covers her face with her hands, having a full blown hysterical laughter fit.

“Call me babe and I’ll let you go. Call me babe!”

“Okay! Okay! Get off me, baby please! I can’t breathe anymore!” She almost shrieks.

Eddie lets her go, laughing at how worked up she was next to him. “You done?”

“My tummy hurts from laughing.” She flips over and lays on her belly, burying her face in the pillow so she can calm down and stop laughing. After a few seconds she looks up at Eddie, bursting into another fit of laughter.

“You know what, take your nap. I’m going to go hang out with Henderson.”

“No, don’t leave me. I’m done! I’m done! I’m sorry, baby. I’m all done.” She inhales deeply, a smile still plastered on her face. “Kiss so I can say sorry?”

Eddie leans over to press a sweet kiss to her lips. Resting his forehead on hers. “You’re a punk, you know that?”

She giggles and kisses his nose. “Yeah, but you love me… peaches.”

Eddie’s face grows red in embarrassment at the stupid nickname he had given himself one night when he was drunk that she threw in his face when she thought she was being funny. “Alright, I’ll remember this the next time you want me to love on you when you’re needy, punk ass.”

“Aww, pouty baby. Come here, I promise I’m all done now.” She says, kissing his cheek over and over.

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ANYONE BUT HER 3

JANIS IMI-IKE X FEM READER

Part one part two

Warnings - smoking, alcohol, drugs, swearing, cheating, mentions of anxiety.

The POV switches between reader and Janis (I use — when I change the POV)

there will be more parts to this, make sure to reblog and comment and I will get the next few parts up as soon as I can, happy reading lovelies 🫶🏼

“and where have you been?” My best friend Tess says while she sits on my bed, cross legged, her gym clothes still on. She smirks at me before throwing my pillow at me face, earning a groan from me. “Tee I feel like shit, no abusing ur token gay today please” I look over at her before falling next to her on my bed face first. “What’s wrong? Did Bea or Jason approach you again? Look when I come back to school tomorrow I’ll stick by your side to make sure they piss off yeah?” She states proudly.

Tess has been my best friend since middle school, we can’t actually remember how we became friends but our closest guess would be that we got sat together in some class, the rest is history. She got put into a different high school freshman year, however she is being transferred to Evanston for the rest of high school.

I lift up my head and smirk “oh yes my princess in shining armour please save me from this distressing part of my life” I say dramatically, rolling over to face her fully. She smiles back, shoving my shoulder a little laughing, her face lights up and she scoots forward a little “oh before I forget, this girl in my bookclub called Cady said we can sit with her and her friends at school, she’s really nice, and her friends sound amazing” she says while grabbing her tote bag off of the floor and pulling a book out, swatting me on the head with it “now read and we shall watch a movie of your choosing later” she hands me my book off of my cabinet.

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Cady walks into my basement where me and Damien are already sat down gossiping about todays events “hey guys where did you two disappear to earlier?” She says while plopping her backpack down and sitting on one of the beanbags. I look over to Damien begging him to not say anything, but let’s be real it’s Damien. “Damage control, little miss lover girl may or may not have overdosed a little” he says, earning a slap on the arm from me “for one” I look over to Cady pointing “she didn’t overdose, two she got spiked, three don’t call it damage control, im really worried about her” I say with a sad smile. Cadys phone pings a few times earning an ‘ooo’ from Damien, she picks it up and smiles “oh it’s my friend Tess, she’s just transferred to Evanston, I invited her to sit with us if that’s cool?” She says vibrating with excitement.

Great another new friend. Actually this might take my mind off of y/n, seeming though she hasn’t stopped ringing through my mind since that one gig.

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“Y/n/n. Wake uppppp” I am shook awake by Tess, “cmon we fell asleep” she says, my body jolts up, how did we fall asleep? What time is it? I look over at my alarmclock, it’s only 6am. Thankgod.

I roll over to face her and she smirks “hey do you have any clothes I can steal?” She laughs before getting up out of the bed and grabbing me by the ankle and pulling me with her to my closet. “Ugh fuck you and your strong rugby arms” I curse her out half asleep as im being dragged across my room.

I sit up and she is raiding my closet. Groaning I lay back down on the floor, she walks back to my bed, clothes in hand then back to my closet. I start laughing “you’re in the closet” I say squinting up at her with a smirk. She kicks my shoulder and throws some clothes on my head “cmon goofy, get your emo ass dressed” I stand up and we get changed.

Upon entering the school, Tessa is stared at by every man we walk by, we attend classes together, I thank every god in the sky that me and her have all of our classes together. The day is going smooth until third period art, we walk into the room, she is told to sit in front of me, that’s when Janis strides into the room, immediately noticing the blonde and freezing up.

The story is, Tess is Regina Georges cousin, she attended the same middle school, was indeed apart of the plastics. However Tess had no part of the downfall of Janis.

Tess turns around to me “is that?” She asks leaving the question open. “Mhm” I groan back to her. “As in your longtime crush Janis?” She mocks me, with a sweet smirk. I throw a pencil at her as Janis walks by, sits down next to us. “Hey Janis, y/n here has told me so much about you” she continues, making me regret being born. The class goes by, I end up drawing sketches of people in the class, while my dearest best friend talks to Janis, telling her embarrassing stories.

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Walking into that art classroom was my worst mistake of the day so far. As soon as I walked through that door, I saw her. Tessa George, or as she goes by now Tess. You see the problem with Tess is that she is one of the kindest souls to walk the streets of suburban Illinois, however she is regrettably related to the one and only Regina George. In middle school, Tess was there for me when we were both plastic but when Regina ruined my life she was out of town and didn’t find out till I was long gone and expelled.

“Heyy Janis, y/n has told me so much about you” she says happily, meanwhile y/n groans a little and puts her face in her hands before slowly putting her head on her desk while Tess continues to talk about y/n, spilling secrets and telling stories. “Oh and then there was the time she tried to fight a man a foot taller than her when she was drunk” the blonde continues her rant. My eyes flicker from y/n to Tess, I never knew y/n was even friends with Tess, never mind best friends. Tess sounds really good for y/n. The bell chimes to indicate lunch has started, Tess grabs her phone and squeals causing y/n to roll her eyes, I try to ignore them, I start to pack up, grabbing my bag “Cady said meet her outside, she can’t wait to meet you” Tess said, grabbing y/n’s arm and dragging her out of the classroom. So Tess is cadys mysterious friend.

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I walk to outside and find Damien, we end up sitting under our tree, I pull out my cross stitch and start sewing the rest of the eye I have been working on for this art contest. I hear leaves crunching and look up to see Cady, Tess and y/n walking over. “Oh my god, is that Tessa?” Damien starts to freak out. “Y/ns best friend Tess, Regina’s goddam cousin Tess?!” He exaggerates but shuts up just before they reach us. They all say hi and sit down. Y/n sits next to me, Tess and Cady sit on the other side of Damien.

“So Cady tell us about this Aaron dude you cannot shut up about” Tess says while nudging Cady. to this all of us snapped our heads toward her “Samuel’s Aaron Samuel’s?” Damien asks “oh no Cady no” I continue “are you unwell?” Damien leans forward. “Wait you like my brother?” Y/n speaks up making everyone stay quiet, I look over and she shakes her head “Cady in the nicest way possible be careful, things with him and Regina ended horribly, and I don’t want him to be hurt” she says protectively “well things ended horribly with you and Bea but I don’t see Aaron sticking up for you” Cady bites back. A few seconds go by in silence before y/n stands up “sorry I have to go grab my charger from the art classroom” she says, Damien and his quick thinking blurts out “Janis can go with you, she left her needles there” which makes me look over and mouth ‘what?’ To him.

Y/n starts to walk away not waiting for me, which would be my que to get up and follow her, I stumble up and run after her. We end up in the art classroom, she grabs her charger and turns to leave but I grab her arm. “Wha..” she starts to say “what’s going on with you?” I cut her off, she looks at me as if she’s trying to analyse me to see if she can trust me. “Nothing in fine” she shrugs “no no your not now tell me what the fuck is going on” I push further, walking to the door and locking it. I walk back to her and hug her. She stumbles back a little but regardless her arms wrap around my waist. “Sorry” she mumbles into my shoulder “maybe let’s try explaining our actions instead of apologising for them” I say while rubbing her back. “Jason got his friends and beat me up, I rely on drugs to cope, my brother is in love with the queen bee of the school. Everything hurts jan” she says while tears stream down her face. I pull away from the hug and wipe her eyes. “Okay so we keep you away from Jason, we find better ways to deal with pain and we ignore the fact Regina exists mh?” I push some hair out of her eyes. She stares up at me before stepping forward a little, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling our faces together, she pulls me into a kiss. My fingers graze her hips and I use the loops of her belt to pull her closer to me. She starts to pull away to say something “this isn’t going to be awkward later right?” She questions, “no..I really don’t think so” I say pulling her in again, deepening the kiss.

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(With Damien and the girls)

“So shall we talk about the elephant in the room?” Damien says as Janis and y/n walk away.

“What the fact that those two would make an adorable yet scary power couple?” Tess quips back to the boy, in return he clicks his fingers and points at her “truth” he says smirking.

“So how do we get them together because I know Janis is as stubborn as they come and y/n well y/n is just y/n” Damien laughs.

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Heyyy my gayssss, I hope you liked this chapter, it is a bit happier than the last one. The next chapter should be up in a few days, thankyou for reading.

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