#besties. those two looked like they wanted to fuck each other and they barely got along THAT’S acting

[thealogie]

If you showed a 2014 freebatch warrior the world we’ve been living in for the past few nights I imagine it would be like being the ghost of Christmas Future in many ways

A 2023 shennant shipper can laugh while a 2014 freebatch shipper could only chuckle :(

#any time this comparison comes up I think of the anon I got that was like it’s not hard to act like you’re in love when you’re real life #besties. those two looked like they wanted to fuck each other and they barely got along THAT’S acting #i laugh every time

[jeyramarie]

bellybutton piercing- Florence Pugh x Reader

summary: Flo’s reaction to your new piercing

warnings: cursing

a/n: sorry i’ve been mia 🥲 but i just got some new piercings yesterday and one of my bestie gave me an idea for an imagine soo why not do it? 😂 i hope you all enjoy and i hope everyone is doing well, i miss you guys 😭

also i’m sure we’ve all seen that dwd drama and i just wanna comfort flo with all my being 🥺 cause of moments like these i wish she had tumblr so she could see how many people support and love her 🥲

Your bestie called you last minute and invited you along to get some piercings. For the longest time you’ve been wanting to get your bellybutton pierced but never really did anything to get it. Even Flo encouraged it but of course, live gets busy.

Like for instance, right now Florence is in Budapest filming while you’re back home in Oxford. It was a bit lonely but your friends always kept you company. They always tried their best to cheer you up. That’s where the piercings come in handy.

You went to the tattoo parlor with your friend and called Florence on Facetime the second you laid on the table. Thankfully, she immediately answered.

“Hello, my love!” She exclaimed making you smile.

“Hi, bubs. How’s filming going?”

“Oh it’s going very well.” Flo replied and began to moved around her trailer. “We’re on a small break right now before I start my scene with Timmy.”

“Tell him I said hi.” You smiled and stared lovingly.

“I will. So, what’s up with you?”

“Well i’m at the tattoo parlor and I just-“

“Wait, what?” The blonde said, cutting you off mid sentence. “Tattoo parlor?”

“Yeah, i’m gonna get some piercings with Y/bf/n.” You smirked. “Remember, I wanted the bellybutton one.”

“Of course, I remember.” She chuckled and mumbled “How could I forget?”

“Yeah, well, I wanted to call you so you could be my virtual emotional support.”

“I’m here to support.” Flo smiled and you looked at the guy before giving him a nod.

“Okay, you ready?” He asked, holding the needle.

“Yeah, let’s go.” You nodded and stared at the phone.

“You got this babe.” Flo smiled and you closed your eyes tightly.

The guys didn’t even take 20 seconds to put the piercing in. It was extremely quick and you barely felt a thing.

“Okay all done.” He said, parting from you causing you to open your eyes.

“Already? Damn, dude you’re fast.” You chuckled causing Flo to chuckle as well. Slowly, you moved off the bed and stood in front of the mirror to see it. “Holy shit.”

“Let me see!” The blonde screamed causing you to laugh and flip the camera. “Holy shit.”

“I know right?” You laughed, still admiring the new piece of jewelry.

“You look so hot, oh my god.” Flo muttered, scratching her forehead as you said goodbye to the guy before walking out of the parlor to meet your friend in the car.

“So you liked it?” You smirked.

“Fucking loved it.”

Your friend came into view and said hi to Flo before walking outside. She got into the car and you stayed leaning against a bit as you talked to your two year girlfriend.

“What are you guys gonna do now?”

“I don’t know, probably eat some sushi or something.” You smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“That sounds incredible.” She chuckled.

“I miss you.” You whispered, staring down at your shoes.

“I miss you too, love.” The blonde frowned. “But we’ll see each other soon, I promise.”

“Yeah, I know… I just hate waiting.” You muttered. “But i’m looking forward to those red carpet pictures.”

“Oh are you?” Flo laughed.

“Of course, I’m the only one that can undress you with my eyes.”

“That is very true.” She chuckled. “I have to go babe, Timmy already knocked.”

“Alright, honey.” You nodded. “We’ll talk soon, okay?”

“Of course, darling.” Flo smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“The piercing looks too hot on you, I’m gonna have my way with you when you come over here.” Flo smirked.

“I’m not opposed to that.” You laughed and said your goodbyes before hanging up.

You spend the rest of the day with your bestie, taking care of your new piece of jewelry as you planed millions of outfits to show it off. Most of them were definitely to get Florence riled up.

Later on that night, you both got on Facetime again. The conversation was mostly Florence asking for you to flip the camera so she could see your piercing again.

The both of you just wanted to be together again and you couldn’t wait to surprise her at the Venice Film Festival.

florence taglist: @flosbelova @kassies-take @ideas-for-you-to-adopt @florencestann1234 @freewaysigns-underpasses @snooy245 @wandanatvoid @gay-vet-student @yelenabelovastolemyheart @marvelwomen-simp @simpforflorencepugh @laaurel @yelenabelovasbxtch @geico-insuranc @oh-its-jennyyy @bandit2029 @youresuchamom @simpforyelenabelova @omega-horus @sat-yrr @alwaysbimyself @girraffy @froufrousnowman @slytherinchevy @randombush3 @dumb-fawkin-bitch

#florence pugh #florence pugh x reader #florence pugh smut #florence pugh angst #florence pugh fluff #florence pugh x y/n #florence pugh x you #florence pugh imagine

[tired-biscuit]

step brother keebs finding out you’re fucking his bestie naruto and the two of you didn’t even tell him and he’s soooooo upset and jealous owo

he smells naruto on you and is just like ?????

or better yet, if naruto sleeps over and sort of sneaks into your bedroom in the middle of the night, kiba has to fight every urge not to barge in and outright murder him on the spot? especially because you’re moaning and it’s sort of turning him on, but the fact that his best friend is pulling those lewd sounds from you disgusts him completely.

he’s so grumpy during breakfast, especially after he sees you both trying so hard to not look at each other too much, or the way you both obviously have that after sex glow and you’re kind of walking weird and naruto has that stupid, dopey grin on his face that he can’t get rid of for the life of him.

so he wants to rip naruto’s head off at the way he looks at you, or because of the way his foot keeps teasingly kicking yours underneath the table, or how you offer to walk him to the front door when he announces that it’s time for him to go home. it’s even worse when he can hear you giggle and that barely audible smack of your lips pressing against his best friend’s resonates from the hallway.

he’d be visibly upset about the entire thing — he’d even mope about it and would hold a grudge — but i feel like he’d try playing it off that the fact that you’re screwing his best friend is what offends him, you know? better yet, he’d even try to manipulate you and make you feel guilty/bad because of it even if he couldn’t give two shits about naruto in reality.

he’s just upset about the fact that naruto got to you first.

#cw stepcest #biscuit mail

[nayeonie99]

Momo x Nayeon / So, what are we?

"Look, you and I need to talk". Momo said to her roommate and best friend Nayeon, before she sat down next to her on the couch.

Nayeon was watching one of her K-Dramas, but she instantly paused it to look at Momo, probably because she could tell by the sound of Momo's voice, that she was being serious about this.

"About what?". Nayeon asked and looked at Momo with her adorable brown eyes. Momo let out a sigh and licked her lips, a nervous habit of hers.

"About us". She said and Nayeon tilted her head slightly, a thing she does when she is confused about something.

"Have you not even-". Momo let out an annoyed sigh and rubbed her temple.

"Just shut up and let me speak alright?".

"I didn't even say an-". Nayeon was about to say, but when Momo glared at her she instantly shut up.

"Surely, I'm not the only one who noticed the tension between the two of us. Not bad tension, it's just...tension, and you could cut it with a knife. All of those times we're watching shit together or us cooking up dinner together. You can't detect even the lightest from that?". Momo asked and bit her lip.

Nayeon didn't say anything, so Momo continued.

"What about those times either of us need to go to work or fucking go to bed and there's some big dramatic act whenever that happens. As well as those hour-long conversations into the night when we both have to go to sleep early, the fucking cheesy nicknames, one of us can barely go out to casually shop without the other wanting to join". Momo said and realised she was raising her voice slightly.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to calm herself down.

"What are we ?". She asked desperately and Nayeon just stared at her with opened mouth.

"We are roommates".

"Yeah no shit we are roommates".

"And friends". Nayeon said.

"And frie- look, we don't need to state the obvious, there's something obviously going on between the two of us. We are constantly playing chicken with each other's boundaries and it's gotten to the point where I can't help but just constantly overthink it and it's basically occupying my thoughts all the time now, so I gotta just fucking swallow my fears and get us to talk and ask you just what the fuck are we?". Momo asked and Nayeon still kept quiet.

"Not even you can answer huh? Look, you know I sure ain't fucking straight. You don't think I'm not going to overanalyse things after a certain point ? There's things that girl friends do and there's things that girlfriends do and I honestly cannot tell where we fucking fall within the limbo and just I want to- need to know, so I could just get the shit sorted in my head".

"Are you mad at me?". Nayeon asked.

"No I'm not mad at you at all". Momo let out a frustrated sigh and combed her fingers through her hair.

"If anything, I'm mad at myself for getting stuck in this constant mental cycle I can't fucking break out of and if this is a way to either hard push the stop button on it or just sort shit out to roll with it and not find myself panicking for numerous hours of the day". Momo said and rubbed her temple.

"We are roommates and we're pretty much besties. I don't want this shit ruined by our or by my paranoia". She said and looked at Nayeon to see her staring at her.

With her big, brown beautiful eyes.

"Look, I'm gonna admit, I kind of love that little bit flirty dynamic between the two of us, it was some fun, friendly shit but over time it's just got confusing to me".

"Like what?". Nayeon asked.

"Like it's gotten to the point where I can't fucking tell the difference between whether this is friendly banter or actually legitimate flirting. Thinking about it, I know I've always been willing to play ball and I've definitely may pushed the whole dynamic forward in my own ways, but this all started with you, didn't it?". Momo huffed out and felt the frustration growing inside of her even more.

"It's always been me hasn't it ? I sure haven't seen you been this way around any of our friends, this has just been an us thing. I can't help but think there's a certain intention from you if it's just us right ?". Momo asked and Nayeon was completely quiet.

"That silence speaks volumes you know? Even a simple denial could have thrown me off the trail, but at this point there's just not denying it, is there ? There's a reason you started this shit isn't it ?". Momo rasped out and got closer to Nayeon.

"And I know that at any point you just gotta say the word and I back off. Just as much as you know that, but there's a part that likes me this close, isn't there ?". She breathed out and came even closer.

"Like all the times we've been cuddling and ended up snoozing off while binging some show together. If there wasn't a part of that which didn't enjoy this in that kind of way, then I wouldn't be here, doing this and having this kind of conversation with you. That's because both you and I know there's something between the two of us and if it takes me making this kind of move to figure that out then so be it". Momo said and leaned her head back against the couch to look at Nayeon.

She was just staring at Momo, her eyes were hazed and her lips slightly parted.

"What do you want from me? Between the cuddles, between the pet names, between all the innuendos between the two of us, between all the you never want to spin away from me, just what is it you want ? Because I sure fucking know what I want there to be between the two of us". Momo said and noticed the shutter and how erratic Nayeon's breathing was getting.

"I can notice your shutter and erratic breathing, what is that for ? Panic? Fear? Confusion?". She asked and got closer with every word.

"Or excitement? Anticipation? Arousal? Tell me baby". Momo breathed out and Nayeon gulped.

"Do you want me to stop this? It doesn't have to go further than your comfort levels".

"No". Nayeon rasped out.

"No? I thought not, and conveniently, I don't want to either. This is exactly how I was hoping it would go". Momo said and Nayeon avoided her gaze.

"No no no no no, don't avert your eyes, I need to watch that pretty face of yours". Momo said and grabbed Nayeon's chin to make her look at her again.

"You always seem so forward, so self-assured, a cocky bitch who didn't seem to care what others think and always seemed open about what she wanted, where'd that all go? Tell me, what do you want me to do to you right now?".

"I want you to kiss me". Nayeon said and Momo had to smirk.

"Kiss you huh? And just how long have you wanted me to do that?". She asked and Nayeon kept quiet again.

"I'm waiting for an answer".

"2 years". Nayeon mumbled.

"That long huh?". Momo asked and Nayeon just nodded her head.

"Well, you made me wait even longer than that didn't you? Just how long it felt, you teasing me, playing with my head and all I've ever wanted is to wipe that smug look off your face and get you to open about how you feel. Deep inside that cocky attitude, deep inside the exterior of confidence and arrogance you've developed, you're nothing more than a meek little submissive, waiting for that one girl who comes in and leaves you a horny, begging mess beneath her fingertips aren't you?". Momo asked and Nayeon blushed crimson red.

"Yes". Nayeon breathed out.

"Good girl". Momo said and stroked Nayeon's cheek with her thumb.

"Then I think we both know just where we want this to go, don't we ?". Momo asked and Nayeon nodded her head.

"Then say it for me then will you?".

"I want you to fuck me and make me yours". Nayeon said and Momo smirked at her.

"Good girl". Momo husked out and pulled her on top of her lap, so Nayeon was straddling her. Momo pulled Nayeon into a kiss, which they both sighed into.

To feel the other's lips pressed against their own was a dream both of them had for so long. Nayeon wrapped her fingers in Momo's dark, long hair to pull her impossibly closer.

"Momo". Nayeon gasped out when Momo palmed her ass. Momo just smirked into the kiss and bit Nayeon's bottom lip with her teeth to tug it forward a little.

"I love the way you say my name". Momo husked out and started sliding her hands up Nayeon's thighs. She grabbed Nayeon's shirt to take it completely off.

When she saw Nayeon's naked chest, she could feel her cock twitching in her pants.

"Fuck, baby". Momo bit her lip and let her hands roam all over Nayeon's body. She kissed her collarbones and shoulders, while she let her nails run up and down Nayeon's naked back.

Nayeon was whining and panting already which made Momo smirk again. She felt proud knowing she could make Nayeon feel this desperate without really touching her yet.

"Kneel between my legs princess". Nayeon felt a wave of wetness coating her panties at the nickname. She slid down Momo's legs to kneel between them.

"Such a good girl". Momo hummed and stroked Nayeon's cheek with her thumb.

Without loosing eye contact, Momo started taking off her clothes. First her shirt, then her black bra. When Nayeon saw Momo's abs she had to press her thighs together. After Momo took off her pants and boxers Nayeon nearly let out a moan at the sight of Momo's large cock.

"You like what you see?". Momo asked and sat back down on the couch. Nayeon quickly nodded her head, she wanted to touch Momo so bad right now.

"Show me". Momo rasped out and spread her legs a little bit. Nayeon's eyes instantly fell between her legs, Momo was big, really big. She was veiny and pre cum was already leaking out of her tip.

She grabbed Momo's cock in her hand, she has pretty large hands but she could barely wrap her hand around Momo. She started pumping up and down slowly, she felt Momo pulsing in her hand, when she looked up, she saw Momo staring at her with hazed eyes and slightly opened mouth.

Without looking away she leaned down to suck Momo completely in her mouth.

"Mmm yes". Momo moaned and combed Nayeon's hair back, so she could see her face. Nayeon started bumping her head up and down, she grabbed Momo's thighs for support while Momo started thrusting her hips up and down to fuck Nayeon's face.

"Yeah baby just like that". Momo gasped out and pushed Nayeon's head deeper down her length, which made her gag. The room was filled with wet slurping noises and quiet moans.

Nayeon's grip tightened against Momo's thighs, so Momo pulled her head back by her hair, drool was hanging down Nayeon's chin, the sight alone made Momo nearly cum.

"Why did you stop?". Nayeon asked, but Momo just lifted her up to walk into her room, where she threw Nayeon onto the bed.

Nayeon was so turned on, and so was Momo. Momo crawled onto the bed slowly, the sight made Nayeon drip even more. Momo quickly pulled Nayeon's shorts and panties down her long legs, before she threw the clothes on the floor.

Nayeon felt her heart beating faster and faster, she clenched her hands into the bedsheets when Momo laid down between her legs and spread them apart with her hands.

"Fuck, you're soaking wet". Momo breathed out and rubbed her thumb against Nayeon's clit.

"Mmm". Nayeon hummed and bit her lip at the sight of Momo laying between her legs.

"Please". Nayeon whined out.

"Please what? What do you want baby?". Momo asked and slid her fingers up and down her pussy.

"F-Fuck, please taste me". Nayeon cried out and grabbed Momo's hair to push her towards the place where she wanted her the most right now.

Momo wrapped her muscular arms around Nayeon's thighs, she kissed the inside of them slowly, teasing Nayeon.

When Momo finally sucked Nayeon's clit in her mouth, she let out a shaky breath and let her head fall back against the pillows.

"Mmm Momo". She moaned out and this made Momo moan as well. Momo pushed her tongue into her pussy, the taste of Nayeon flooded her tongue and she started tongue fucking her.

"H-Holy shit". Nayeon shakily moaned out and started thrusting her hips back and forth. Her grip on Momo's hair got tighter and tighter, and so was Nayeon's pussy.

"Are you gonna cum for me baby?". Momo asked after she pulled her tongue out of Nayeon to replace it with her fingers.

"Fuuuck yes". Nayeon moaned out and started fucking herself on Momo's fingers.

"Yeah just like that baby, you look so good right now". Momo said and Nayeon cried out in pleasure at the way the Japanese was talking to her.

"I'm gonna cum".

"Yeah cum for me love". After this was said Momo felt Nayeon clenching around her fingers. Her legs were shaking while Momo kept fucking into her pussy to let her ride out her orgasm.

"Shit". Momo said and grinned down at Nayeon who just blushed and then smirked.

Momo slowly pulled her fingers out of her and licked them clean. Nayeon was watching in pleasure.

"Let me feel you clench around my cock like that". Momo rasped out and knelt between Nayeon's legs. She grabbed her cock to slide it up and down Nayeon's slit.

"Mmm so wet". Momo hummed and then pushed into Nayeon. She watched Nayeon's pussy sucking her completely in.

"Shit, so tight". Momo groaned and leaned down to kiss Nayeon.

Nayeon wrapped her arms around the back of Momo's neck and Momo grabbed her legs to wrap them around her hips as well.

"Fuck me". Nayeon breathed out against Momo's lips.

That was all Momo needed to hear, so she started thrusting in and out of her in a steady pace. The bed was rocking with their movements and the headboard kept hitting the wall here and then.

"Oh fuck". Nayeon cried out when Momo started pounding her, she scratched down her back but Momo quickly grabbed her wrists to push them down against the mattress.

Nayeon threw her head back because Momo kept hitting her sweet spot with every thrust she did. Momo kissed down Nayeon's neck and Nayeon started to meet Momo's thrusts halfway.

The room was filled with Nayeon's wet pussy coating Momo's cock, their heavy moans and ragged breathing.

"Ride me". Momo huffed out after she pulled out of Nayeon. Nayeon quickly straddled Momo's lap to sink back down on her large cock.

"Mhm yeah baby, that's it". Momo hummed and Nayeon let out a cry at the feeling of Momo stretching her out so good. She placed her hands on Momo's abs and started bouncing up and down on Momo's dick.

"Fuck yes". Nayeon breathed out and threw her head back. Momo was watching in pure bliss, Nayeon looked like an angel, her flushed cheeks, her hazed eyes and opened mouth drove Momo crazy.

Momo slid her hands up Nayeon's thighs to grab her hips. She started fucking up into Nayeon, she could barely hold herself up on Momo anymore, so Momo wrapped her arms around Nayeon's petite waist to start jackhammering inside of her.

Nayeon let out a squeal and pressed her face in the crook of Momo's face. She clenched her hands into the pillow next to Momo's face.

"Yesyesyesyesyes". She panted out and Momo let out a groan at how tight she was getting. She spanked Nayeon's ass and palmed it with her hands afterwards to pound even harder into her. Their skin was slapping together harshly and Momo felt her abs burning.

"I'm so close". Nayeon cried out and Momo's eyes rolled back.

"Cum all over my cock baby". Momo whispered in her ear and after that Nayeon couldn't hold back any longer and squirted all over Momo's cock.

"Mmm fuck baby". Momo moaned out and then pulled out to cum all over Nayeon's ass.

They were both completely out of breath and sweating. Momo brushed some hair that was sticking onto Nayeon's forehead back and smiled at her afterwards.

Nayeon blushed but smiled back as well. Momo grabbed her chin to pull her down into a slow kiss. They both sighed into it and smiled afterwards.

"How about we take a shower?". Momo suggested. Nayeon just nodded her head and climbed off Momo slowly.

#twice smut #twice momo #twice nayeon #twice #kpop #g!p #g!p momo

[just-a-tiny-goldfish]

You guys know something else that drives me crazy 👀 when they’re a couple but also not a couple….

Like get this you cuddle then you kiss them, maybe u guys get it one few times 👀 but neither one ever talks about it afterwards cause they don’t want to be the one to cement it or!!! Or! One of them wants it to happen but doesn’t know how the other feels so they choose to stay silent instead. Ugh and don’t get me started on practically living with each other but one of them still has their separate place they paying for even though they don’t even live there half the month🙄.

I KNOW THOUGH todoroki fully believes y’all are soon to be married like- imagine y’all never explicitly say you two are a thing- you are NO cheater but is not cheating when your not together-even if you wouldn’t mind being with Shouto-Like it even! BUT He’s a busy guy. Sure he buys you all sorts of expensive goodies but he’s rich? Isn’t that what people with money do? So why should you think you’re special. Sure you guys have gone and hidden from a few crowds just to get a quickie in after a mission but you know…adrenaline and shit! You’ve probs seen denki and minoru sneak off with a few girls after missions too so what’s the difference??? The difference is they probs wouldn’t get mad if one of their hook ups messed around with someone else. Imagine- you show up at one of your fancy hang outs at one of the newest restaurants (cause once again-he’s rich, all rich people just causally choose candle lit dinners as hang outs right?) sporting some fresh bruises on your neck from an imprompt make out session (cause who doesn’t want you) and why would you hide them? There’s no secrets between besties-Shouto looks absolutely floored, dumbfounded. Please this man is head empty, not processing what he’s seeing. And just abruptly stands up. Your like ??? Bro we just got here what happened? But damn he’s starting to look less confused and more pissed off and now you’re like 🙂…🙃…☹️? Until both of you are quite a bit away from the restaurant and prying eyes does he finally turn to you and Fuck he looks angry. ☹️☹️☹️. “ you cheated on me” ….what? Please, I feel so bad for everyone in this situation. You’re confused and hurt and upset cause wtf you had no idea Shouto even thought of you as anything other then a close friend and Shouto is obviously going through a breakdown and you just barely got him home before he started naming off every single instance he’s ever done something romantic with you-and yeah… okay now that he is making a list it’s pretty obvious-but look you genuinely didn’t know and even though his hurt is very real he can also tell you are being very much honest. It’s definitely going to take a while before you two are back to norm- oh no wait he’s at you’re apartment door the next day, those gourmet chocolates you live so much along with flowers and he’s definitely going to make sure you know this is him coming to you as more then a friend.

Bakugou- ohhhh bakugou. He’s definitely the childhood friends to lovers. Why? Cause I said so. You guys definitely had a little “she’s my girlfriend-no one can touch her” moment in elementary. Him picking you up little dandelions but only the poofy ones so you could pretend to make little explosions with him 🥺. You definitely didn’t go to the same middle school. Only cause he was a little shot and you for sure would have called him out on his behavior-nah, you guys would meet up after at parks and shit where he wound being you sodas and snacks and definitely still little dandelions. You guys get separated during his UA years, each of you go off to do your own thing and grow as your own person. Meet again at some point-a little before he’s super well known as a pro hero, maybe it’s all cute and shit at some park just after catching some low level villain. He sees you in the middle of some trees and wildflowers and he’s like damn they are familiar then he realizes the only flower u got out of the whole bunch is just a bunch of fluffy dandelion heads and he’s like !!!!!. Maybe at some point after y’all have reconnected and shit (and obvi you guys are close! You’ve known each other since you were kids!) it’s not weird for you guys to be comfortable with each other, hugging and cooking together(him cooking mostly💀), maybe the occasion kiss on the forehead or cheek-your apartment is part of a collapse after a villain attack and you’re all worried about having to find a new place-he’s like? “Are you fucking with me? Just move in already” (Aw how sweet! You’re friend let you move in with him while you search!💐) obviously this only brings you guys closer together and bakugou has the train of thought that-yeah, you guys are going steady. Right? Who cares if he’s the main one initiating the cheek, hand, forehead kisses-you’re just shy right? Everything is going great. At least he thought until “I found a new place!” “A new place for what?” Confused as fuck “ a new apartment!” You’re all giddy and he’s like huh? Did you not like his home or something? Is it the decor? But you practically run that department in the house? He’s basically let you run the WHOLE house? So what’s the issue, maybe you just want a bigger home? But if that’s the case? Why an apartment that’s a downgrade from the fucking 5 star house he’s got right here? “Why would we get a new apartment?” “Not we-just me?” Now you’re confused, why would he think that? While Bakugou is now currently rethinking every interaction he’s had with you in the past week-did he say something? Did he do something? Overstep? He doesn’t think so-he’s been respectful, patient, he’s HELD BACK doing certain things just to let you give him the go ahead even if you make uf difficult-especially with the way you’ve taken to wearing his shirts and boxers straight out of a shower- so what’s the issue? Eventually he just bites “what did I do?” And he’s so 🥺 cause he’s been trying. And you’re like “🙂????”

Izuku is def the one where he probs overheard about your commitment issues so his brillliant plan is to just never bring up the relationship even though both of you are clearly dating. He will gladly do all the pinning-pleaseeee ugh. Him coming over to your apartment almost everyday (gotta bring takeout with him too-less of a chance of being told to go home💀) and eventually you just expect him to be there and when he’s not you’ll text him like ‘ when you coming home’ and he melts cause you’re telling him to come home☹️🫶🏽 little sappy bitch. The first time you guys fall asleep in the same bed and waking up tangled together and him apologizing over and over cause shoot did he overstep??? But your like “ I love cuddles 🙄 chill dumbass” and that’s basically his green light to just become a teddy bear every time he stays over( which is a lot) -maybe one day y’all are out together shopping for groceries (Jesus just move in together guys🙄) and some of his friends show up and are like omg I didn’t know you had a girlfriend!!! And he’s sees you just stiffen and even though he doesn’t want to deny it he’ll gladly say “actually, we’re just friends!” Just to give you peace of mind but even after he can tell your uncomfortable with the whole encounter. Maybe you stay up late watching a movie, he offers to keep you company and you shoo him off “you got work tomorrow, you’re going to be tired” so he leaves for bed, tries to stay awake but even after he hears the movie end you don’t come. He wakes up and your side is still empty, you slept on the couch. He can’t shake the feeling it was on purpose. A week goes by and you guys finally got back to you’re regularly scheduled denial and pinning. Izuku had and interview with some fancy blog and he obviously invited you along and everything is peaches an cream and then the relationship question is asked and he can’t help but glance in your direction and your white as a ghost as the people there suddenly become aware of your presence-though you’ve been there the whole time. And he panics because it’s clear everyone here has come to the same conclusion on who you are. “it’s compli- no! I’m not in a relationship” but it doesn’t matter what he says cause you’re already out of that set. He has to wait another 3 hours before he’s allowed to go chase you down, cause the whole thing is live. And when he does he’s like “oh?” Cause your just outside the building waiting for him but you’re clearly not okay. So he’s all worried and trying to explain he didn’t think they were going to get all personal with him cause he really didn’t want a repeat of last time and you’re just like “are we not dating” (how the tables have flipped) just genuinely curious. And he’s like the 🙂? Cause if he could have said y’all were dating from the start? he would-shit, he would yell it from the roof top baby girl😤 he’s version of keeping it on the down low was basically living with you-get ready for an overbearing bf.

#i project cause i also have commitment issues #only they can commit to me-I can not be tamed #i think of some awfully romantic shit for the walking sparkler for someone who doesn’t even like him that much #i feel like shouto would forgive easy if it was an honest mistake on both ends #izuku x reader #shouto x reader #bakugou x reader

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✖ Quiet Down Pt. 8 (M) ✖

☆ okay, hi everyone! this story is a renjun x fem reader x haechan story. please look at the pairings to figure out who the part/chapter will be based around. also, the warnings will be based off each part/chapter as well, so please take notice to that too. i hope you enjoy the story! ☆

PART 1 || PART 2 || PART 3 || PART 4 || PART 5 || PART 6 || PART 7 Word Count: approx. 9.2k Pairings (based on each part): fem reader x haechan x renjun feat. charlotte and sasha Warnings (based on each part): explicit language Preview: “Get out!” You shout standing your ground. “What?!” “Get out of my room!” “This is as much my room as it is yours since I helped you win it when you were oh, I forgot…fucking around with Haechan!” Long gone is the filter you were trying to keep over your mouth. Long gone is the woman who knows how to treat the people she loves. In her place is a spiteful woman who is set on making sure the person insulting her knows exactly what it feels like if not more!

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Needless to say, Charlotte’s knowing smirk as she helps you with your hair tells you everything you need to know. When Haechan, Renjun, and yourself disappeared after the others left the elevator, she knew exactly what she was going to find when she came back up to your room to collect her belongings. Twisted up like a pretzel, the three of you slept soundly with the bed sheet barely covering your torsos. Not knowing that Charlotte and Sasha had entered the room, or we even coming upstairs – you were left to your dreams when Sasha’s yelp of surprise woke Renjun who freaked out making Haechan and yourself sit up in surprise.

Moments passed between the five of you. Renjun apologizing profusely, but the smirk on Haechan’s face made it clear as day he was proud of what had happened. He finally got to be with you in the most intimate way possible. A dream he’s had since his feelings for you developed all those years ago. According to Sasha the three of you had been sleeping for about two hours thanks to Charlotte who suggested to everyone else that it’d be best to let the three of you have some alone time. However, it would’ve been nice of her to at least sent a text saying to make yourselves decent that they were on their way up.

Not only was it embarrassing to be caught in bed with two men by Sasha and Charlotte, but Sasha’s yelp alarmed Jaemin and Jeno who were waiting out in the sitting room – only for them to charge into the bedroom to discover you in Renjun’s arms, the sheet covering your entire body — along with Haechan and Renjun’s lower halves. They were speechless while their eyes went from one person to the next taking in the scene before them. Their stares as if you were a new species has you wondering if at some point you will need to explain what had happened.

“Was it good?” Charlotte teases.

“Really? You’re asking me that?” You snap.

The whole ordeal was embarrassing. Not wanting anyone to know exactly what happened with your tryst with Haechan and Renjun you ended up getting caught after getting yourself fucked to sleep! Exhaustion taking over you the moment you were able to relax. Renjun and Haechan following shortly after. Lord only knows what Sasha thinks, let alone Jaemin and Jeno.

Sliding your shirt over your head you give yourself a once over before turning to leave the bathroom. Sasha and Charlotte agreed to help you clean yourself up per Renjun’s request. Your hands still raw from the ropes on the first day. Having your two besties help you was a hell of a lot less embarrassing than it was with the guys, but still embarrassing since Charlotte snickered at every bruise, hickey, and signs of what happened between the three of you. Now, nice and fresh in a pair of denim capris and a plain white tee you can get some food in you.

When you turn to leave the room, in the doorway standing silent, is Sasha. Twiddling her fingers nervously, a habit she displays when there is something weighing on her mind. Knowing exactly what it is that has her so anxious you approach her carefully.

“Sasha, I’m sorry. You told me to be careful and I went and —"

Holding up her hand she stops you. “What I said was about my experience. It doesn’t equal or compare to what you are going through.”

“Still, you told me how hurt you were. Yet,” you sigh. “I just…I think I’m falling in love with them, Sasha. I’ve never felt so magnetically attracted to two people before. If they were one person —" you shake your head. “I’m screwed, aren’t I?”

Snorting Sasha wraps a reassuring arm around your waist, “in more ways than one…”

Laughing Charlotte walks into the room a lightness in her steps. “Can’t believe you were up here fucking Renjun AND Haechan,” she cackles. “I mean when we turned around looking for you guys and you weren’t there, I had my suspicions, but to find the three of you snuggled up to each other,” she wipes the tears from her eyes. “That was too good. Almost didn’t want to ruin the moment. By the way,” she holds up her phone. “Totally took a picture for you!” She winks. “Should I send it to you so you can reminisce on this moment in your golden years?”

“What the hell, Charlotte! You took a picture!”

Snatching her phone, you quickly send the picture to yourself, delete the photo permanently then delete the message – making sure there is no way in hell that she can have a copy. Shoving her phone back to her, you stomp your way into the bedroom seeing the bed has since been made. Looking around you expect to find Haechan, Renjun, and the others, but the suite is silent.

“Oh, the guys are gone. Jeno and Jaemin headed out into town to pick up some snacks for our slumber party,” Charlotte brushes past you giving your ass a little smack. “Haechan and Renjun went down to get something to eat and said they’ll bring you up something.” Grabbing your hands gently she starts jumping up and down. “Now come on, DETAILS!” She squeals.

“Charlotte!” Sasha groans. “This is a serious matter.”

Scoffing Charlotte grabs your forearm tugging you into the small living space. Sitting you down on the couch she takes a seat next to you twitching with excitement. Her office crush sleeping with her best friend. Her mind is probably doing a hell of a better job at creating the version of what happened better than the actual version.

“I never thought you had it in you girl! Not one man but two! How were they? Who was better? What is Haechan like in bed? Is he just as insatiable as he looks?” She groans shaking you. “TALK TO ME WOMAN!!!”

“Charlotte!” Sasha shouts. “This is serious! We need to talk about what just happened.”

“Why? She fucked two guys? So what? Not like we haven’t had a threesome before in our pasts. What’s the big deal?”

“She likes them!” Sasha yells.

“Of course she does,” Charlotte looks at the two of you blankly. “Your point? Who wouldn’t like them? Haechan is the wild card and Renjun is Mr. Perfect. Now that you’ve gotten to know them a little and fucked them both, who do you like more? What’s the verdict?”

“For goodness sake’s,” Sasha leans back rubbing her head. “She likes them equally, Charlotte. There is not one person over the other. Equal!”

Charlotte holds your hands in hers, brows knitted together. “Wait…what is she talking about? You can’t possibly be in love with both of them, right?”

“Love,” you sigh. “Love is a strong word, Charlotte…”

Though you already know it to be the word that describes how you’re feeling. How Renjun looked into your eyes after the two of you made love and what Haechan was trying to express while confessing that he hated your past relationships, was love. But you couldn’t possibly tell Charlotte. She wouldn’t understand how you were feeling. Her rant yesterday about people being in a relationship with more than one person the main piece of evidence that she would not support or tolerate your relationship at all — if by a miracle it be that you do get to have your cake and eat it too.

“But you have fallen in love with them. I can see it in your eyes,” she shakes her head. “You can’t be serious. What happened to Renjun? I thought you liked him! I thought he was everything and then some?!”

“I like him a lot! I don’t want to use the L-word because the last time I used that word I ended up getting dumped!” Tears start to come to your eyes. “I like them both Charlotte! Like so much it’s tearing me apart because tomorrow is our last day. Someone could possibly get hurt and if I end up hurting either of them it will kill me! I don’t want to hurt anyone! I know what that’s like far too much, but I can’t see myself picking one over the other. I can’t! I’ll always want the other one too.”

Standing up Charlotte moves away from you. “What are you saying? You want to keep both of them for yourself?! What the hell is wrong with you? What kind of relationship would that be like? What would our co-workers think? Our boss! Your parents! Their parents! Are you still on cloud nine because you had a good fuck from the drought you were in?!”

“A drought?!”

You stand as we’ll rage coursing through your veins. How could she possibly say that? You are best friends! She knew how much Marcus meant to you and how hurt you were. Thinking he was your one and only, only to have the rug ripped out from underneath you. How many tears you cried in front of her and in the privacy of your own room. Your roommate getting so worried she called Charlotte and Sasha begging them to get you out of the house before you made yourself sick.

He was supposed to be the one. Hell! Richard was supposed to be for you too, but no! She showed up looking fine as hell and that was that. He didn’t even try to hide the fact he was attracted to her. Not being interested in him whatsoever you didn’t care. Rarely have you brought up the fact that she in essence ‘stole’ Richard from you — because she is your friend! A friend you thought would never speak to you like this!

A good fuck is a good fuck but to think she has the idea of you being wrapped around their dicks because you weren’t out fucking every guy left and right is beyond absurd!

“Yes! A drought! You’ve been without a man for so damn long that the first two men that show you any type of attention you get wrapped up in your feelings,” she looks at you in disgust. “You had a nice fuck. Now it’s time to get your head out of your ass and think straight! You can’t have them both! That isn’t how life works! You are in a relationship with one person and one person only! That’s it! So, grow the hell up and choose!”

“Get out!” You shout standing your ground.

“What?!”

“Get out of my room!”

“This is as much my room as it is yours since I helped you win it when you were oh, I forgot…fucking around with Haechan!”

Long gone is the filter you were trying to keep over your mouth. Long gone is the woman who knows how to treat the people she loves. In her place is a spiteful woman who is set on making sure the person insulting her knows exactly what it feels like if not more!

“Admit it,” you smirk arms crossing over your chest. “You’re jealous because you can’t fuck Haechan yourself! Ever since you’ve been at the company you’ve harbored feelings for him. Why didn’t you go up to him and ask him out? Charlotte the one in our little trio who acts like she’s some confident badass but she couldn’t even ask the company’s flirt out on a date. Just drooling over a man that you could have had but didn’t have the guts to go after. But since I’ve gone and had him you want all the details despite being a married woman. What, Richard not satisfying you enough? Do you need to fantasize about another man so early on?”

“You bitch!” Charlotte raises her hand to slap you but Sasha steps in grabbing her hand.

“You’ve been pushing me this whole time to try things out! To see what happens! Because you want me to tell you all the sorted details so you can live vicariously through me! You did this Charlotte! You caused all of this! If it wasn’t for you, I would have just spent my weekend happily exploring the lake with Renjun, hanging out with you guys and just relaxing. You’re the one who pushed me to do things!”

Charlotte throws her head back a maniacal laughter emitting from her. “Are you insane? I did this?! How the fuck did I do this?! You’re the one who gave Haechan a hand job on the bus! You’re the one who made out with Renjun. You’re the one who fooled around in the bathroom of this damn hotel with Haechan and Renjun. You’re the one who fooled around with them in the bathroom in the next room and you’re the one who FUCKED BOTH OF THEM! How the fuck did I have anything to do with any of this?!

“Don’t blame me for choices you made on your own! I did not force your hand at all. I did not tell you to fool around with Haechan. You did that all on your own. I told you to talk to Renjun not have your tongue down his throat and I certainly didn’t tell you to fool around in the bathroom while Renjun and I were worried sick and working our asses off to win the suite for you. But according to you, I did all of this. You need to get a reality check!

“You know what,” she waves her hands in the air turning from you and Sasha. “I’m done! When you get your heart broken again don’t come crying to me! I won’t be around to lend you a shoulder to cry on!”

“Charlotte, c’mon…” Sasha rushes over to the entrance of the hallway where Charlotte shoves what she can into her overnight bag. “We need to be here for her, okay? Stop this…”

“No! I’m not going to be here and watch my friend act like a dumbass!”

“She’s not being a dumbass! You’re not giving her a chance to explain herself. So just put your bag down and listen to her…”

“I’m not going to listen to my friend who thinks it’s okay to date two people. It’s gross and disgusting! Hell, hooking up with someone you just met not even a week prior is gross and disgusting now that I think about it!”

“Charlotte…”

Sasha exhales deeply her shoulders slumping forward defeated. There was no getting through to her. Whenever Charlotte would get this angry, all she saw was red. No one, not even Richard would be able to get her to see another side to the story as long as she was a raging bull.

Placing a hand on Charlotte’s shoulder Sasha bends down to her ear. “I’ll meet you down in your room shortly. I have something I need to talk to you about but until then, try to calm down, okay?”

Turning on her heels Charlotte heads for the door ripping it open. “Whatever.” She sneers before disappearing.  

The moment Charlotte disappears from your sight everything that just occurred between the two of you comes rushing back. How could you have said that about her? She was in love with Richard. Yes, she has a crush on Haechan but she had a crush on him even before Richard came about. It was his own damn fault that his promiscuity made her not want to take a chance with him. Bouncing from woman to woman trying to charm them didn’t exactly make Haechan the ideal choice at the office.  

But the things she said about you…she overstepped by leaps and bounds. It was not stupid to have fallen in love with more than one person. It was not stupid to see that Haechan and Renjun have amazing qualities about themselves that if they were one complete person, they would be your ideal type and the man that you would surrender yourself to. But they are two separate people.

Haechan, from the moment you first talked to him has always been a flirt. He’s always made you roll your eyes or lightly smile in some shape or form. When he would walk up to you like a human peacock, he was always sweet. Granted, now you know why you never got the full experience of Lee Haechan. He has been harboring feelings for you for a long time. Exactly how long, you still don’t know. But long enough to have resented the men that you let into your life. Perhaps the very reason for his mischievous behavior that ever woman in the office has seen, talked about, or witnessed at some point.

His feelings for you growing so much that he actually inserted himself into the friendship you would have mostly gotten from spending time with Renjun.

Desperate is the term you would use to describe him. A desperation for him to make his one and only plead for your heart. With Renjun as his friend he was taking a huge leap of faith. Renjun and Haechan are just as close if not closer than you and Sasha and Charlotte. From the moment Renjun started working at the company, Haechan has been there for him. He’s helped him get accustomed to how things are run — even personally taking him around the office introducing him to people, however, staying clear of yourself, Charlotte, and Sasha, for obvious reasons.

And Renjun, you are still unaware of a lot of things regarding him, but from the moment he walked up to you to when he just fucked you with so much love and passion — there is no denying that he has a kind heart. He’s gentle and thinks of others over himself. What he agreed to let Haechan do this morning most likely took a lot out of him. He probably wants to say he loves you but can’t because it’s far too early. Things could go wrong and having uttered those three words, ‘I love you,’ would make the breakup far worse than if one kept those three words to themselves.

So, for him to even agree to allow Haechan a chance to have his way with you just shows how genuinely kind he is and how strong their bond is.

And you’re supposed to choose between these two men? How?

Tears pour down your face. Exhaustion kicking in. Fatigue from thinking about your relationship with Renjun and Haechan. Fatigue over your fight with Charlotte. Fatigue from the unexpected ‘breakfast’ you received and fatigue from literally not having an ounce of food since you woke up.

The only thing you want to do is crawl back into bed, cry yourself back to sleep and hope that this is just some terrible dream and you never said those things to Charlotte and she never said those things to you.

“Hun…” Sasha gasps rushing to you her arms wrapping around you tightly in a warm embrace. “Look, you know Charlotte,” she tries to calm you. “She’s a hot head. She’ll scream, rage for a little, punch a pillow then realize how stupid she was and apologize.”

Shaking your head, you cling to Sasha for dear life. “No, she won’t. Not after what I said to her. What I said was horrible, Sasha. How could I say those things?”

“Because you were mad, silly. Everyone says shitty things when they’re upset. The only thing that is important is that you realized that what you said was hurtful. Now all you need to do is give her some time to cool off and the two of you can hug it out and get over this little bump in the road.”

“What if she doesn’t f-forgive me? What will I do?”

Silence stretches for what feels like hours between the two of you. In her heart of hearts Sasha knows that the two of you will be friends again, but even she can’t deny the repulsive things the two of you said to each other could be the final straw to break up the trio. Over the years all three of you have had spats but this was a fight. A vicious angry hateful fight. Wrapping her arms around you even tighter she strokes your hair soothingly.

“She’ll forgive you. I know she will…”

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The air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Since leaving the suite where you were getting ready for a bath – Sasha and Charlotte taking care of you, the energy between Renjun and Haechan has been buzzing with unfamiliarity and uncertainty. On the way down to Haechan’s room where they decided they would shower and change into some fresh clothes silence settled between them. Jeno and Jaemin trying to talk about everything in the world other than what happened up in the luxury suite.  

Not even Jeno and Jaemin could have predicted that the three of you would have wound up in bed together. Sure, having their way with you individually but never ‘together.’

Now that there is no one around to keep the silence at bay, it feels even heavier between the two of them. What in the world happened this morning? Sure, they planned to have had a little fun with you. That’s what the plan was after heading back to Jeno and Jaemin’s room when the small hike was called off. The pictures you sent them stirring something inside both Renjun and Haechan. Something they had felt the whole time they were with you, neither able to put those feelings into action. Well, aside from Haechan, but even then, something or someone got in the way.

The plan was to make you beg for forgiveness and possibly if you were into it, fooling around. Renjun, taking things into his own hands just a few hours ago shocked not only you but Haechan. Never seeing his friend look so desperate in his life made his gut wrench. Renjun had strong feelings for you. Feelings that you seem to reciprocate and the kiss you two shared in the elevator tore his heart in two. Would he be able to handle seeing you happy with his best friend?

On the other side of the elevator, back pressed against the wall, Renjun goes over the events of this morning. This trip he had thought long and hard for those couple of days before you would leave to come to lake ruined by the events that happened. Wanting to talk to you badly he thought of everything you could do. Going on a hike, swimming or fishing at the lake – all to get to know each other better. Since he arrived at the company you’ve been the only person, he’s felt any feelings for. The other women were nice and always treated him respectfully, especially after Haechan’s marvelous introductions – but when he asked about you, Haechan just said he doesn’t talk to you much so he doesn’t know you at all.

The mysterious woman that not even Lee Haechan knew, or so he thought. Scoffing internally everything made sense. Why Haechan didn’t introduce the two of you, why he challenged him to talk to you – he was secretly in love with you from afar. The bet Haechan gave him was because he didn’t think he had the nerve to speak to you. You drawing his name was by pure luck, or perhaps the world putting the two of you together. Saying that this was destined to happen. Or, to cause a rift between Haechan and himself.

Being able to experience the most vulnerable state two people can have together, with you – it was a dream come true to Renjun. How many times he’s thought about talking to you, what it would be like to spend time with you, get to know you; even date you – but there he was, inside you while you cried out for him. It felt surreal.

When Haechan took his turn with you, how you crumbled underneath him, he could never. He was different than Haechan.

 The way he man handled you. Talked dirty to you…Renjun knew it would take a long time before he was remotely close to doing anything like that — even so, not without your permission. Glancing up he finds Haechan holding onto the small bag of food they picked up for you while he holds the bag of drinks. You seemed to have enjoyed your time with Haechan a lot, was he the better choice?

“Y-You, uh, think she’ll like this?” Haechan speaks up breaking the silence.

Looking into the bag of drinks, a can of coffee, lemon tea, orange juice, Coca Cola, and water he nods. “I mean we picked out a good variety. I’m sure she’ll like something.”

“Mmm…even after all these years working with her, I felt lost trying to think of what to bring up.” He scratches the back of his neck.

“Considering this trip is the most you’ve talked to her, how were you supposed to know?” Renjun asks.

Shrugging Haechan lets out a deep sigh. “Are you mad at me?”

“What? Why would I be mad?”

“I don’t know. Ever since we left the room with Jeno and Jaemin you’ve been eerily quiet.”

“We were caught in bed naked, with the same girl! How would you expect for me to act?!”

Laughing Haechan smiles, “elated!”

“You’re a fucking moron sometimes,” Renjun cracks a smile.

“I’m being serious. You can’t tell me that you never fantasized about what it would be like with her. C’mon tell me, was it better in your head or in real life?” He wiggles his brows.

“Well in my fantasy you weren’t part of the equation.” Renjun smirks.

Waving off the small joke, Haechan rolls his eyes. “Yeah, yeah so what was better fantasy or reality?”

“Of course reality!” Renjun’s face starts to redden. “It was better than I could have ever imagined. Hearing her moaning. Seeing her…” his voice trails off embarrassment sweeping in. “Like that,” he clears his throat. “Was amazing.”

“She looked so beautiful,” Haechan smiles softly. “Body glistening in sweat, eyes clouded over from the good fucking we were both giving her. Wish I could see her like that 24/7.”

“I think she and yourself would die if you had sex 24/7. But yeah, I know what you mean.”

“It wasn’t as weird as I thought it would be. I mean when we were talking about it everything was in theory. Then you went all Tarzan on her.”

Renjun’s hands go up to cover his face. “I don’t know what in the hell came over me. I just saw her and the only thing I wanted to do was —"

“Fuck her.”

“Honestly, yes. I don’t know if it’s because of what we talked about or the fact that she looked cute with her oversized shirt and shorts and not seeing her yesterday was just as excruciating for me as it was for you but I couldn’t control myself. That’s never happened before.”

“And how was it?”

“Felt amazing…”

Smirking Haechan walks across the elevator to stand next to his friend. “You should try that more often it won’t come as a shocker and you’ll have more control over yourself and you can really make someone come undone before you even slide in to home plate.” He nudges Renjun’s shoulder. “You get it?” He winks playfully.

“Ha ha ha very funny.”

“Seriously though, what the fuck are we going to do when the weekend ends? I mean, it’s not like we can both have her.”

“I don’t know…everything just happened so fast. We barely got a chance to really know her. We just went straight to sex.”

“What if she picks one of us, what is that going to do to our friendship? Would you still want to be friends if she picks me?”

Renjun looks up shocked. Yes. This is what he was afraid of. That somehow despite everything that’s happened. Despite the kindness he’s shown you, you would choose Haechan over him. The moment he saw the two of you sitting together on the bus his heart sank to his stomach. The idea that his friend and the woman he has been crushing on since he came to the company dating! It left a sour taste in his mouth. Could he still manage to be friends with Haechan after putting his heart out to you on a silver platter — only to lose out at the end.

It might sound selfish to say he would not want to be friends after that but could anyone blame him? The prospect of seeing the person you like with someone else — laughing, smiling, kissing, and hugging. That’s pure torture to sit next to them or beside them and appear happy — when your heart is being stepped on again and again.

But to end his friendship with Haechan is something he doesn’t want to do. Haechan’s been his best friend from the moment he walked into the building. Literally striking up a conversation with him on the elevator the first day he arrived. To think that over a woman he would lose someone he considers a brother is unfathomable but here he is — thinking exactly that.

“Would you still want to be friends with me if she chose me over you?” Renjun asks Haechan.

“I’d resent you for a long time.”

Shocking on his saliva Renjun stares at his friend wide-eyed. Not thinking Haechan would be that blunt but then again it is Haechan. He’s never been one for subtlety.

“I may not want to talk to you or hang around you for a while. It might seem childish but a man has his pride, y’know? I’d feel like a third wheel the whole time. Plus, I’ve already lived through the pain of seeing her with other men. If I saw her with you —" he sighs deeply. “I’m sorry but it would hurt too much. It wouldn’t be forever, at least I hope not. Just until I got over her and found someone else.”

“I get it,” Renjun looks down to the floor of the elevator. “I feel the same way.”

“We should have hung out more on this trip,” Haechan jokes. “Because at the end of this it may be a long time before we actually hang out with each other.”

“Y-Yeah…”

The elevator doors open up on the top floor. Both Haechan and Renjun step forward to leave, but what they find has them halting immediately. Charlotte with tears pouring down her cheeks. Nose and eyes red from crying. Her bag barely missing the ground as it sways back and forth in her hand from her wailing. The moment her eyes meet Renjun and Haechan she bursts out into more tears — her bag falling to the floor at her side.

“Ch-Charlotte?!” Renjun rushes forward. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

“It’s all your fault!” She glares at Haechan who’s frozen in the elevator. “You’re the one who caused all of this!”

“M-Me?!” He gulps. “What did I do?”

Stepping away from Charlotte and Renjun, Haechan holds up his hands as if to say don’t shoot. The doors start to close and with cat-like reflexes Charlotte trudges forward, grabbing her bag and pushing Haechan farther into the elevator. Trapping him inside. Pressing the button she seals his fate, but with a moments notice he tosses the bag of food he bought for you to Renjun.

“I’ll be up in a second,” he shouts just as the doors close.

✖-----------------------✖

Now inside the elevator with a tear-stained Charlotte, Haechan grows antsy. What did she mean that things were all his fault? He was away from you and the girls while he took a shower, changed, and got you some food. When he left the suite Charlotte was smirking like it was her job. Giving him looks up and down that read ‘can’t believe you did that, you dawg.’ In a sort of sweet way. Now she’s a raging lunatic who is keeping him hostage!

Crossing her arms tightly around her — a self-hug of reassurance or calming — nose and eyes red as a tomato, she keeps her death glare on him. Making the hairs on Haechan’s body stand on end. She was way beyond pissed, but what he did he doesn’t know. Everything was fine, or so he thought.

“Charlotte,” Haechan whispers holding out his hand in a non-threatening manner.

The moment he calls her name the tears stop. Her body goes from cowering to defense mode in a matter of seconds. Dropping her bag to the elevator floor she charges forward stopping the elevator completely. With the wag of her finger, she lets out everything.

“You stupid son of a bitch! What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you an idiot?! Why the fuck would you go and put yourself in your best friend’s relationship?! Huh?! Who the hell do you think you are? Do you want my best friend to end up alone? Are you even capable of maintaining any kind of relationship other than your bromance with Renjun? I mean what were you thinking? When we talked, you said you sort of liked her, not full blown I’m in love with her! Now she has this cockamamie idea that she can be with you both! Like what the fuck is wrong with her?

“That’s so disgusting! Honestly what the three of you did was a little out there but hey, I’m not going to judge someone’s sexual escapades because I’ve had a few of my own. I’m no saint, but the two of you barely know her. A blow job here, a hand job there okay, but SEX?! And not just you but Renjun as well! How the hell did that even happen?!

“Whose bright idea was that? Bet it was yours wasn’t it! Do you hate Renjun? How long have you known that he’s had feelings for her? Are you jealous or something? Seriously what the fuck is wrong with you Lee Haechan?!”

Haechan doesn’t say a word. The explosion of questions and insults hurled his way making his brain shut down. Why was she so angry at him? When he got miffed during the games, she encouraged him to make a choice — was he serious about you or not? Now that he has made a clear choice, she’s angry?

The idea of both Renjun and him having their way with you was a joint decision. On the way back down to the hotel after Renjun’s sulking about wanting to go hiking — you sending them the sexy pictures — Renjun himself said that something needed to be done. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what he meant. Hell, just from looking at you topless Haechan was already growing hard, if his best friend liked you half as much as him, he knew he was affected by the picture too.

So, on the way back, Renjun stated loud and clear he did not want Haechan to fuck you before he got a chance. Why he was adamant about this, to this very second Haechan has no clue — but the prospect of still being able to fuck you even if it meant sloppy seconds — a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. Proposing the overall idea, yes, was Haechan — Renjun would never have the nerve to speak what he truly wanted out loud so he did it for him.

But why is he alone getting the blame? Should Charlotte not give this speech to Renjun as well? What makes him the devil and Renjun the saint? He did insert himself into your life the first day when he sat next to you on the bus, but sex was the farthest thing on his mind that day.

All he wanted to do was talk to you. See where your mind was at in regards to a relationship because he put his foot in his mouth and kicked himself in the ass when he bet Renjun to talk to you. There was always this subtle sweet nature that Renjun has that makes most people like him — something Haechan had to fight for by being the ‘class clown.’

In no shape or form was he expecting you to flirt with him and well, do everything that was done. Even thinking back to the bus, he starts growing warm from the words you spoke to him. Wanting desperately to have you speak to him the way he spoke to you hours ago. Biting his bottom lip, a smirk comes to his face at the thought.

“Are you even listening to me?!”

“Wh-What?”

“I said are you even listening to what I’m saying? Are you going to take responsibility for what you’ve done?!”

“For what I’ve done? This is a two-way street! Well, more like a fork in the road — I didn’t make her do anything. I never forced her. If she wasn’t into it, I would have said ‘okay, that’s fine,’ and call it a day.”

“You’re such a whore, Haechan! You bounce from one girl to the next like they’re nothing. Now you have your eyes set on MY friend! You aren’t even serious about her! You like her, you’re jealous of Renjun but do you love her?! How long would it even last before you get bored of her and move onto the next person? Hmm?!”

“A whore? Who the fuck are you calling a whore?!” He steps forward making Charlotte back away from him until her back hits the wall of the elevator. “First and foremost, I am not a whore. I flirt, yes! I like attention, yes! Especially, if it’s from beautiful women. I do not sleep with people for the hell of it. I’m not some asshole who only thinks about getting his dick wet.

“Oh, and one more thing, I have been in love with your friend for a hell of a lot longer than Renjun has been working for this company! I get it. He’s nice, kind, charming, and sweet. He’s a true gentleman but there’s a side of him that you don’t know. He’s whiny and sulky and he gets pissed off by the tiniest things — even stopped talking to the guys and I for a couple of days because we teased him about something. It wasn’t even anything big but he got pissed and stopped talking. He also has a tendency to look at people as if they are complete imbeciles. Granted half the time the person probably deserved the look, but still!  

“So please before you even think about judging me at least get to know Renjun COMPLETELY! Because he’s not perfect! I’m a dick for interfering yes, but I wasn’t honestly going to do anything on the bus with her except talk. That’s all I wanted. All I’ve ever wanted was to talk to her to make her see that I’m a decent guy and that I love her!”

Charlotte stares up at Haechan her body trembling tears silently pouring down her face. She couldn’t believe what he just said. He loved you? He can’t love someone he doesn’t know. That’s not how love works.

“You don’t love her,” she pushes him away from her. “You think you love her but you don’t.”

“Are you in the business of telling people what to say, think, and feel? Do you know what is going on inside my heart and mind?”

“Both of you are cut from the same fucking cloth,” she reaches over starting the elevator again. “You’re both going to end up alone.”

“Maybe we will but you can’t tell people what they want and how to live their life, Charlotte! Don’t you want her to be happy? What if it isn’t Renjun that will make her the happiest but me?”

Scoffing she rolls her eyes. “What, you’re going to fuck her every day of her life?”

“No. I want to go on dates with her. To have fun with her — no sexual undertones at all, I want to see her laugh and smile and know that it was because of me. To hold her and kiss her. To create memories with her. Then, if she wants to, I’ll fuck her into her next life.”

Snorting Charlotte wipes her tears away. “And what of your friendship with Renjun?”

Shrugging Haechan moves off to the side. “We won’t be friends for a while I guess.”

“Even if you both date her you won’t be friends?”

“Wait, what the —”

✖-----------------------✖

“I’ll talk to Charlotte when I get down to her room. I’m sure once she understands what’s going on she’ll cool off,” Sasha rubs over your back.

Sniffling you shake your head. Nothing is going to work. Charlotte never backs down from something she believes in. She’s stubborn as a mule once she’s set on an idea or belief until it is proven wrong — even then she still believes she right. You thinking about being with both Haechan and Renjun is a ridiculous idea. Through and through. Someone trying to balance not one person but two people in a single relationship sounds crazy. But that’s how you feel deep down inside. In your heart you know you can’t choose one man. That you’d rather be alone than be without Renjun or Haechan.

“She won’t listen,” you sniff pulling away from Sasha. “You know how she is.”

“Yes, I do, but if I tell her my experience —"

“No!! You can’t!” You blurt out scared for Sasha. This is something that she wanted to keep from you as well. A private matter that can change a person’s perspective on someone. If she was worried how you would take it — no doubt she is terrified to tell Charlotte.

“I WILL tell her,” she holds your hands in hers. “She needs to hear from someone who’s been through it. I’m not saying she will give you her blessings. She’ll probably call me an idiot for going through it in the first place but at least she’ll have some form of awareness as to what the relationship is and was like.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“You’re my best friend, both of you are my best friends and I don’t want to see you guys at odds. So, yes. I’m willing to tell her.”

Just then the door slams open hitting the wall with a loud bang. Making both you and Sasha jump up. Rushing into the living room Renjun’s eyes are wide with concern, breathing heavily he heads straight to you. Skidding to a stop on his knees he holds your hands in his worried sick.

“Are you okay? What happened? Charlotte was crying and she took Haechan hostage!”

“She took him hostage?!” Tears start springing to your eyes again. “Sa-Sasha~” your lips tremble.

“I’ll go see what’s going on and send you a text later, okay? Renjun take care of her.”

“I will.” He sits down next to you on the couch, his arms wrapping around you protectively.

Sasha grabs her things giving both you and Renjun one final wave before leaving to go to the lion’s den. The moment the door closes behind her Renjun shifts so he can see you properly.

“What the hell is going on? Why is Charlotte so mad at Haechan?”

“We had a fight.” You shrug.

“A fight? About what?”

“The two of you.”

“Is it because of what happened earlier today? Look I’m sorry. We shouldn’t have done that to you at all. It was sort of a joint idea but I was the one thinking about it mostly but then Haechan —"

Placing your index finger over Renjun’s lips you politely tell him to shut up. When he becomes silent you lower your hand sighing. “Renjun, have you ever been in love before?”

Sitting up straight his body becoming rigid he turns from you. “I, uhhh, well, no?” He peeks over at you. “I mean yes! Wait. Not really, but…yes?” He searches your face for an answer. “With you I feel —"

“Not involving me. In the past have you ever been in love?”

“No.” He says blankly. “Never.”

Nodding you inhale and exhale deeply trying to calm your erratically beating heart. “What would you do if you fell in love with more than one person?”

“First I’d like to know who those people are because I’ve barely liked anyone enough to think about the prospects of love,” he chuckles. “Y-You’re the first person I’ve truly felt strong feelings for,” he rubs his thumbs over your hands gingerly. “Why are you asking?”

“I just found out that a friend of mine liked someone a lot, they were in love with them. The person they were in love with loved them back but then ended up loving someone else too. Their love for my friend didn’t fade but they wanted to be open and honest and say that they loved someone else too.

“My friend went along with it because they truly were in love and everything seemed fine until the third party wanted to bring in a fourth party. That’s when my friend said they needed to leave and ended up losing not one but two people they truly loved.”

“That’s, umm, I’m not sure if I understand completely. They were in love with someone?” You nod. “Then the person they were in love with loved someone else?” Again, you nod. “But they still dated the person? Sounds like a weird way for a cheater to have their cake and eat it too,” he chuckles nervously.

“My friend said they were in a polyamorous relationship.”

“Poly what?”

“A relationship where you know from the beginning there is going to be more than one person involved.”

“Oh,” he shifts in his seat looking his body looking uncomfortable. “Wow… I’ve never heard of that. And your friend was happy?”

Nodding you smile gently. “They said they ended up liking the person their original lover brought in. Also, with not many clues, I’m sure the sex was amazing too.” You wink towards Renjun who laughs.

“Wait! Was it Charlotte?! Is that why she was crying?”

“Hell no! Charlotte says that type of relationship is stupid and anyone thinking about it is stupid. I got mad because she doesn’t know what my friend went through and was disrespecting them and she sort of brought up you and Haechan. Renjun,” tears start to fall onto your cheeks. “I said such terrible things to her. I don’t know how she’ll ever forgive me. I was just so angry. I didn’t see anything but red. What am I going to do? She’s my best friend.”

Wrapping you in a tight embrace Renjun rocks you back and forth in his arms. “Everything will be fine. The two of you are best friends like you said. You think Haechan and I haven’t fought? We fight every other day it seems,” he tries to make you laugh but all you do is cry harder. “Things will work out in the end. I know they will.”

Pulling away from him you cry harder. “No, it won’t. We were both horrible to each other. Sh-She hates me now. I know she does! She told me not to come crying to her when I end up with a broken heart. Why would she say that if she didn’t mean it?”

“Because she was angry,” he wipes away your tears. “You are a beautiful, smart, and wonderful person. Anyone would kill to be friends with you, but you know as well as I do that people say terrible things when they’re angry. That doesn’t mean the friendship is over. It just means you’re going to need to work hard to put it back together.”

“I miss her already…”

“Watch, by the time we leave the two of you will be thick as thieves again.”

The door is thrown open loudly scaring you for the second time today. Rushing into the room the same manner that Renjun came in, Haechan’s eyes are wild. Hair disheveled he ignores Renjun’s questions of how Charlotte is doing — kneels in front of you grabbing your hands from Renjun’s into his own.

“Tell me with your own words. Do you love both of us?”

Fear passes through you like an apparition in a haunted mansion. Charlotte was that pissed that she blabbed everything to Haechan?! How could she do this?! Why would she do this?! She knows how long it’s been for you to give anyone a chance. Love is something that is precious to you. A word that shouldn’t be used unless you 100% mean it. And yet…

“Tell me!” Haechan shouts startling you.

“What’s wrong with you?” Renjun slides his arm around your waist keeping you close to him. “Can’t you see she’s upset?”

“Yes. I’m not blind, Renjun.”

“Well then why the hell are you yelling at her and making her feel worse?”

“Because Charlotte just told me she loves us both and wants to be with both of us!” He shouts then turns to you. “Is that true? Do you love us both? Do you want to be with both of us?”

Renjun’s body grows stiff next to you. Your blood chilling by the look in his eyes. The love and admiration he was looking at you with just seconds ago is already fading off into the distance. Why did Charlotte have to tell Haechan? Why couldn’t you have broken the news to him and Renjun yourself? Does she hate you so much now that she would do this on purpose?

“I-Is this tr-true?” Renjun gulps.

“I, I…” your lips start trembling.

Your eyes go back and forth from Haechan to Renjun and back to Haechan. How are you supposed to tell two men you barely know that you love them? Yes, you do. Your gut knows you do. Your brain and heart know that you do as well, but verbally saying those three, well four words is not a step you want to take right now.

“I…”

Sighing Renjun stands up holding out his hand. “Why don’t you get some more rest. You’ve been through a lot this morning. We brought up something for you to eat and drink,” he grabs the bags. “Come on,” he smiles softly. “We’ll talk about this later, okay?”

Haechan stares up at him with furrowed brows. “I asked her a question.” He presses.

“And she’ll answer us later.” Renjun glares. “Now come on,” he takes your hand into his. “Go eat, get some sleep and we’ll talk about everything when you wake up.”

“A-Are you sure?” You ask as he leads you to the bedroom.

“We’re not going anywhere. We’ll be here to talk when you wake up. Now eat up.” He gives your bottom a light slap as you enter the bedroom. “If you need anything just call for one of us, okay?”

Nodding you say thank you and he closes the door. Outside in the living room Haechan is two seconds from blowing up. Stomping over to Renjun he’s stopped immediately.

“Outside,” he points to the balcony.

Rolling his eyes, Haechan walks along-side Renjun to the balcony that you’ve neglected since you got to the hotel. Keeping the door ajar in case you call for them, Haechan and Renjun take a seat on the two chairs that surround a small table big enough for someone to eat their breakfast on.

“Explain,” Renjun sighs. “What’s up with this love business?”

“Charlotte told me that she likes not only you but me as well. Granted, she said love but until I hear it from her, I’ll only believe that she likes us. Charlotte also called me a whore amongst other things,” he growls. “But then she tells me that she not only likes us but wants to be with both of us. Like in a relationship. She ranted for another five minutes while the elevator went down to her floor.”

“So, she likes us?” Renjun smiles quickly before it vanishes. “That’s why she asked me that question,” he rubs his temples. “How did I not see this coming?”

“What question?”

“She asked me if I’ve ever been in love before and what I would do if I loved more than one person.”

Slumping in his chair Haechan runs a hand through his locks peering down at the lake. “We fucked up this relationship with her. I should have told her how I felt a long time ago. I should have also controlled myself on the bus and thereafter. I’m also sorry for betting you to talk to her. It was childish and I didn’t think you’d actually do it.”

“I’m no better,” Renjun mocks Haechan’s pose. “I hated how it seemed like you were looking down on me. I know you weren’t really and you were just joshing me but I hate to admit it, because of you, this has been one hell of a weekend. This morning was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Agreed,” Haechan laughs.

Silence starts to settle in between them. The elevator discussion weighing heavily on their minds. What if at the end of this one of them will end up alone. To think about you with the other has both of their hearts sinking to the pit of their stomachs. Glancing over at Renjun whose eyes are staring straight at Haechan a question hanging in the air that both are too afraid to ask the other.

Gulping Haechan sits up straight. After hearing everything from Charlotte a small speck of hope started to blossom in his chest. This was it. His way in to being with you. Not the ideal way but still, at the end of the day he could call you his. He could be with you and do everything he’s always wanted to do and then some. But then there is Renjun. What if he doesn’t want that kind of relationship. What if he wants you all to himself? Would you turn away from him to be with Renjun instead?

Breaking the silence Renjun shifts in his seat. “What if she does want to be with both of us?” He asks the question that’s been hanging between them. “How would you feel about that?”

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PART 9

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Was that [ALBA BAPTISTA]? Oh no no, that was just [ELLIE WILLIAMS], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [THE LAST OF US]. They are [EIGHTEEN] years old, use [THEY/SHE], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

** the last of us hbo series spoilers **

how long has your character been here -

around two months? they’ve gotten settled out of the government housing, thank god for that cause that place reminded them too much of fedra school. they’ve moved in with their new roomie, sarah. still haven’t asked their last name, but ellie’s okay with that. they’re still getting settled and don’t really talk about their life much either.

what is your character’s job -

gremlin child idk ??? honestly , i think they’d end up going back to school, figure it out from here. i really don’t think she’s well adjusted enough to hold down like any steady job right now.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom -

end of season one of the hbo series. this is where i show my fake fan vibes and say i have never played the games gkfdjg but im waiting for the release on steam, but for now, i will be playing ellie as fully from the hbo show.. that also means that i do not know tlou2 so pls no spoilers until i play it kgdfjlg

has any magic affected your character -

nope! their memories are fully intact!! though, they’re kinda wishing they got some of those fake memories cause that would make adjusting to a non apocalyptic world way easier

other notes -

i present a completely different vibe that you have never seen from me ever before! apocalyptic brat with a disgruntled found family father figure. how original, i know!!! anyways, here’s ellie williams, my favorite little demon child

insert the ‘i’ve had arlo for a day and a half’ meme cause that’s how i feel about ellie. even though i only know them from tlou show, i would die for them. how do you meet them and not want to commits multiple murders across state lines???? the ppl want to know joel.

gonna give a cliffnotes , look out of for spoilers im so sorry kldjfg

either way, ellie is a child born after the fall of the world as we knew it, she is raised within fedra’s QZ’s, and when she was a teenager, she went on a date with her best friend/**girlfriend** thank u , and then they were attacked. one of the infected came after them and bit both ellie and riley. 

fast forward, ellie does not!! turn!!!!! how !!!!!! inquiring minds would love to know

but bestie is immune to the fungus, and is then brought into firefly custody, to be shipped to a lab across the country that they’ll be able to use her to help form a cure. enter joel

joel gets fucking thrown into being the delivery person for ellie, and highjinks ensue. aka, you have one hell of an emotional development of found family !!! it’s beautiful, it’s great, ellie and joel would both fucking die or kill for each other and they have on multiple occasions. 

a lot of it comes down to the fact that joel with kill to get back to ellie, and ellie will kill to protect herself to find him again. 

i could really sit here and give so many details about the two of them, about how ellie goes from being just cargo to being baby girl, but i really do not want to give it away. it’s just 9 episodes i will give you my hbo login pls go watch it

basically, this is my pun loving, sarcastic, every other word is a swear, heart of gold, but will absolutely choose her own, and joel’s survival above anyone else, child. 

i am going to be taking my time getting their voice right, because i really do love this character, i want to do them justice when i am coming in on just a little bit of the media, so bare with me lkgdfjkg im also keeping out some more serious details about what happens to them for tw purposes.

also they have their shitty pun book here because i say so and im sad it seems like they lost it in their pack at the end of the season

connections :

✩ friends

pls they need friends, they are kinda rough around the edges and will pick a fight so easily but they really do just need a good group of friends to break past that

✩other apocalyptic besties

if anyone else has been through some kind of apocalypse and wants to trade stories, they got you

✩ coworkers

i’m considering them maybe working in an arcade, or music shop so if that’s something you can see your characters working at hmu

✩ potential ship

my love is a lesbian so just a heads up, but this would be based off of chemistry, mainly cause idk if i wanna go with canon ships gkldfjg i definitely would be willing to explore but that would be a super slowburn situation and i will probably be holding off on plotting it for a while. 

#hw: intro #e. interactions #e. muse #e. memes #e. visage #e. event #e. texts #e. intro #spoilers tw #zombies tw

[leejihoonownsmyheart]

HELP I WANTED TO ASK YOU REAL GENTLE REAL SWEET WHY YOU DIDNT JUST CHECK MY NAME FROM THE COMMENTS ON YOUR FIC BUT THEN I REALISED THAT I NEVER REALLY MENTIONED ANYTHING IN THOSE COMMENTS ABOUT BEING THE WRITER OF THE OTHER FICS THAT WOULD HELP YOU JOIN THE DOTS EHRJEJFJDUDS IM SO SORRY??? I LEGIT THOUGHT THAT YOU'D HAVE KNOWN FROM THEREEEE

WHICH BRINGS ME TO THE NEXT POINT- I KEPT YOU IN THE DARK FOR A YEAR? I KEPT YOU WAITING THAT LONG? I CHECKED AND THE FIRST ASK I SENT YOU WAS ANSWERED LAST YEAR ON JULY 14 😭😭😭😭😭 IT'S BEEN MORE THAN A FULL YEAR SUENRKSKDKDKDSKA

Third: omg us in july is truly a miracle because turns out that you posted your fic in july 2016

FOURTH!? SEVEN YEARS???? IT'S BEEN ONE FULL YEAR SINCE I FIRSTFOUND THIS BLOG OF YOURS SO THAT MAKES IT SEVEN YEARS THAT WE'VE "KNOWN" EACH OTHER??? IM GOING TO SCREAM BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT???

Fifth- that friend from whose fic you found me is one of my besties and I've known her for 8 years minus ONE DAY 🥺🥺🥺 tomorrow (based on timezones) is our anniversary and AHHHHHH GOD THATS MY LONGEST FRIENDSHIP THAT I STILL KEEP UP WITH. to think that I've known YOU for seven... omg?

Sixth! You detective! You are so cool

Seven !! Dw about finding my old tumblr LOOOOLLL I did mean to delete it but am just lazy and avoidant,,, but it's okay really! Not an invasion of privacy considering /my/ behaviour with your blogs JDAJDJSJDJSKSKDKA your "invasion" of my privacy is warranted LMAO let's catch each other up on our misadventures 🥳 jkjk

Eight- although yes I dont use that account anymore and have had four more since then 💀💀💀💀 I planned to contact you through the fourth, you see 🤡 (god this clown emoji looks terrifying on my phone I hate it suddenly, it's NIGHTTIME i dont want clown nightmares even if I'm not scared of them 😭 hard to be scared of something you've never seen before except in a mirror shdhfjdndnjsksa)

NINE - YOU WERE SUBSCRIBED TO ME?!?!!?!??!! SHAJSJSJDJSJSJSA HELPPPPPP?? OHMYGOD? YOURE ONE OF THOSE 66 PEOPLE... WAHHHHHH IM SO EMOTIONAL

Ten- "HAHA DW YOU DONT HAVE TO TALK TO ME IF YOU DONT WANT TO HAHA" these haha's killed my soul a little OF COURSE I want to talk to you I'm just SHIT at having energy for conversations lately (for like 3 years now LMFAOOOO) BUT THATS NO EXCUSE !!!!!!!!!!!

omg i didn't know you hurt your foot 😭 is that why you're bedridden?? SENDING YOU GOOD HEALING VIBES SJDJDJSJS I hurt my feet too because i got overenthusiastic with exercise 💀💀 and then just skipped a day like no MY STREAK! But they're fine rn I guess, maybe the rest was good ehrjejdjsjsa

omg I'm a proper carat 🥺🥺🥺 am I a proper carat if I barely know their songs because I'm fond of them but I probably don't know more than ten songs DHEJEHSHDNSKS??? Help. I must be an improper carat (can you tell I have dumb jokes)

THIRTEEN! I realised after seven entire years that your name basically translates to cheese on toast. That was a revelation. I hope you've brien well. Yes. I actually just did that.

Fourteen- caratumblr abo verse.... I havent written smut for two years and I havent even been writing but this was such a tempting offer JRJERJSJDJ LMAOOOO I'll support you in your endeavours 😌🥳🤩🥰

Fifteen - also same I LOVE SENDING ASKS DISKSKSKS

Ok this was a long ask hehe whoops <3 enjoy your day! I hope you have a good one!!! I think our timezones are far apart so I must zzz now ❤ I think I covered everything I wanted to say rn!!

--- spn anon (oh look! This can double as point number seventeen 🤩)

YOU KNOW IM KINDA ANNOYED I DIDNT FIGURE THIS PUT A YEAR AGO LIKE…. What the fuck was a doing all those other times i tried it wasn’t THAT difficult to find… this is ridiculous i’m so dumb sigh

A FULL YEAR OH MY GOD…. THATS INSANE…. But SEVEN YEARS FOR US?! THAT WOULD BE MY LONGEST ONLINE RELATIONSHIP. I would never EVER imagine that any online relationship I would find would transcend fandoms ESPECIALLY NOT SO DRASTICALLY as going from supernatural to kpop and ao3 to tumblr… what a migration… seven YEARS… damn that means we only just missed our anniversary haha

HAHA SAM 🫵 SCARED OF CLOWNS although tbh… clowns are fucking terrifying… THERE WAS THIS SCARE IN NORTH CAROLINA WHERE THERE WERE CLOWNS IN THE WOODS FOR A WHILE BRO IM STILL SCARED OVER IT

I WAS SUBSCRIBED TO YOU!! OBVIOUSLY I REALLY LIKED YOUR WRITING CAUSE I HAVE NEVER WRITTEN ANYTHING BASED OFF ANYTHING EVER AGAIN

DONT BE STRESSED ABOUT MY HAHAS THEY ARENT LIKE haha… 🥲 THEYRE LIKE REALLY HAHA THATS SO FUNNY LIKE REALLY ENTHUSIASTIC HAHAS AND NO THATS A PERFECTLY FINE EXCUSE i just went through a phase where i didn’t want to talk to anyone so i GET IT

I think that if seventeen brings you any type of comfort you’re a carat, no matter if you listen to one song or all of them. You know their names, that’s MUCH more than i knew when i knew that amount of songs. So i think you qualify as one, even if you don’t go further into liking them or listening to their music

BUT STOP YOUR JOKES ARE SO FUNNY YOU ARE GENUINELY SO FUNNY

YES CAPTAINBRIEONTOAST IS LIKE THE MOST CLEVER THING I’VE EVER COME UP WITH LIKE IT’S DEVASTATING TO ME THAT I AM NOW SOMETHING ELSE… people on this blog don’t even know my roots… WHO I WAS BEFORE (that’s probably a good thing) I actually only started going by brie even offline when i gave myself the captainbrieontoast name for writing. I HAVE BRIEN WELL 🤣

Come on sam… dad’s on a hunting trip and hasn’t been home in a few days…. DUST OFF YOUR SMUT WRITING SKILLS I can’t do this without you 😫 (just kidding don’t feel pressured) what if i actually did do a caratumblr abo verse collab that would be crazy i don’t think i have the confidence or influence to start that alone

I HOPE YOU SLEEP WELL!!! I’LL TALK TO YOU LATER!! I just woke up (but it’s almost 4pm where i am and i should’ve woken up sooner)

#b: spn days anon #YOURE SO FUN TO TALK TO HAHA

[gotatext]

JUDE & ANGEL — DAY THIRTY-SEVEN.

location :   🚬 smoking area 🚬

time :   jude attempts to give angel advice in the wake of his evie drama.

featuring :  angel /  @dobits

angel reid

"i actually, like... really need your advice." maybe it's a hard left turn considering that since angel had joined jude over here they'd been mostly talking about obscure youtube videos and old memes. he cranes his head diplomatically. "or, well, not advice, but -- i dunno. maybe for you to talk me off the edge a little bit.

𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘆.

it’s not often that people come to jude for advice. he’s shit at giving it, shittier at following it — everyone in casa had told him to stay the fuck away from jenny, angel included, and look where that had gotten him. something hardwired into him just wants to do the opposite of the things he know he should. “fire away, my guy…” jude mumbles sparking his cigarette, which had gone out without him realising. “why you on the edge? like one of those looney tunes characters running along and suddenly you look down and realise you’ve walked off the edge of a cliff?” it makes sense in jude’s head. the cliff is probably callie, and he’s just pootling along, suddenly the stability of it all ripped from beneath him, though he isn’t exactly sure why. “woman trouble messing with your head?”

angel reid

“dude — exactly,” angel scoffs some relief that jude can effortlessly describe the exact way he’s feeling, both appreciative and unsurprised. there’s a reason this guy’s his bestie in here. he’s got a rolling paper in his hands in lieu of a fidget toy, manipulating the corners inward and then flattening it straight as he tries to lasso up his thoughts. “yeah, but it’s not even my woman! evie, man. like, i told you about how i made her cry yesterday, right? well, then we talked again later on and… like, i kinda lost my temper.” not a proud moment, very much unlike him. it has angel raking his hair back from his face, a gesture chock full of stress. “i just got this bad feeling she’s gonna be spreading shit about me to save face. like, letting people know i’m a real asshole just to kinda cover up her trying the bombshell thing on me.”

𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘆.

there’s a shorthand between the two of them, the shared kind of language you get on film sets when you work with the same crew day-in, day-out. even when a flick of a wrist could mean a number of things — want a coffee? shall i bring that light up? need a different lens? was that out of focus? — with certain people you’d just know and angel’s one of those people. jude’s never been good at speaking, tends to say too much or nothing at all, mouth so dry it suddenly feels like words won’t even form, but with angel their communication goes beyond speech, they just get each other. “you lost your temper?” jude clarifies, a single eyebrow shifting up an inch on his forehead. angel, the guy who meditates every morning, and seems as unflappable as an oak getting caught up in his feelings? wow. this place really does fuck with your head. “okay, but was it like, sexy anger or like you’ve genuinely pissed me off kinda anger?” not that it matters either way, he’s just trying to picture the scene, sketch out a storyboard of what went down on the H.M.S evangelical. “for what it’s worth, i don’t think anyone would believe you’re the twat,” jude shrugs, taking a drag of his cigarette, and leaning in so that angel can light his own roll up from jude’s. “i mean, she’s new here. we barely know her. whereas you’ve got a track record for being an absolute g. don’t sweat it, bro.”

angel reid

“yeah, man, it was, like, everything i said was sending me to the electric chair,” angel complains, dragging his tongue across the paper as he rolls it all together. lips press together bitterly if not thoughtfully. “nah, it was genuinely annoying.” a pregnant pause, he huffs a sigh and lolls his head back. “maybe a little sexy, but not really in a good way, y’know? it was, like, trouble.” and not because of the callie of it all - the whole interaction was pretty void of any real flirtation - but because it was the first time he felt like he didn’t have a handle on things in here. “yeah, maybe… thanks, babes.” the end of his smoke cherries off of jude’s and he inhales the tobacco. “it was giving me you-in-casa vibes. like, you make one mistake and you’re sorry, but everybody’s gonna wanna guillotine you anyway.”

𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘆.

jude still hasn’t spoken to the bombshells one-on-one, but angel’s assessment has him shrinking even further from the idea of it. starting out in casa and having to graft his way into staying, it feels like he hasn’t had the opportunity to get excited for new bombshells in the same way longer-term islanders have, and now that bombshells are here, they’re not interested in him anyway. “i hate that shit,” jude sighs, shaking his head with conviction. “when you feel like every word out your mouth bein’ dissected, typing up public apologies in the notes app of your iphone, its like i need me a PR team in here stat.” honestly, he feels for angel, has found himself in those arguments where it feels like everything you say is petrol bomb straight to the face of making any meaningful connections. “that feels like the romi situation for fuckin sure, man.” there were days in casa when jude was certain he’d be on the next flight home, face crossed out like a cast member of traitors for thinking with the wrong head. “i won’t lie, i kinda love a fight? especially when they’re sexy. but you ain’t built that way. you’re mellow.” he’s lucked out that jenny and him are built the same way, thrive on drama even if it makes them anxious and sick to their stomachs, even if it has him up all night pacing the halls, it means this thing that they’re building is important enough that everything else becomes background noise.  “just speak your truth, though. that’s all you can do. a lot of revolutionaries get their heads cut off for saying shit. people only realise how right they were afterwards.”

angel reid

it’s not very funny, but angel has to laugh, mostly out of relief for someone finally validating his confusing feelings on the matter, albeit unspecific and uninformed. “dude, exactly. it’s, like, breaking my brain.” the pressure of the villa and the way a mistake can irreparably shift opinion of you is hard, angel doesn’t know how jude’s been able to come out the other side. self awareness, maybe. knows who he is, what he likes, and what he doesn’t. “yeah, i’ve heard,” he teases mildly, can’t help but point out that him and jenny have been indulging in their fair share of spats lately. at least they seem to be enjoying it. “you know, jenny told me she likes you.” there’s a smile on his face like he’s swallowed a middle school aged canary, next he’ll pass jude a note bearing jenny’s name in pink ink and spritzed with victoria’s secret midnight berry body spray. “like… she like likes you.” now angel’s just putting it on, exhales a smokey laugh. “it was funny, she was, like, trying to decide if i should tell you so or not. like, trying to be all ten steps ahead as if you aren’t obviously into her. i’m like, dude, he wouldn’t care so much if he wasn’t down for you.”

#⥂ jude dempsey. ╱ threads. #jude & angel. #jude & angel 007.

[tastyykpop]

PLAY!

pairings: alpha!jaemin x omega!reader

genre: smut, a/b/o, sports au ish

warnings: dom!jaemin, brat!reader, choking, gagging, slight degradation, spit kink, praising, slight manhandling, biting/marking, a lil overstimulation, breeding, buldging kink, slight possessive behavior, slapping, a teensy bit of subdrop, cockwarming

a christmas present for my bestie and everyone else as well :D merry christmas!!

Never in the universities years have they ever had an omega on the basketball team, nonetheless varsity. It was a school wide shock, the talk of the entire school. Almost impossible to walk five feet to your next class without someone stopping you with a notepad, and writing you like you were the greatest thing since sliced bread. And after practices, there'd be crowds of students watching you, awestruck at how amazing you were and not to mention how perfect everything was about you.

There's a reason why you're on varsity, you put in the extra effort of making sure your body's in perfect shape for basketball season. The muscles in your arms and legs were enough to prove it, your strength was unmatched. You never back down without a good fight. Girls basically being thrown around whenever there's a jump ball you're included in. You're aggressive on the court, the ground- almost like a second home when you're diving for the ball, fighting for it to stay on your side. Banking shots left and right even stealing the ball all came with hard work and determination. You never stopped, even when you were tired you kept pushing. It's all easy to you, second nature some may say

You were an MVP.

Newspapers sold city wide showing you off as their star player, making other schools know exactly who you were. And they hated you, envied how you viewed the court with such ease. How you could run up and down the whole game without needing a break for water or to catch your breath. The way you were so quick and light on your feet was also something they dispised. How you could dribble your way into an open lane that was originally heavily guarded, an easy layup. Seriously, how you're mind worked was amazing. And yeah they hated you, but those teams also wanted you. Other girls wanted to be you.

Now hot in the season, the most recent game was a complete masterpiece and not to mention, the game that decides who moves on to the championships. Plays were successful, at least 81% of shots were made (Coach had a long talk with everyone afterwards). The score ended with an eight point lead and the after party was just as fantastic.

University students filled the frat house, beer cans and red solos in hand as they partied and celebrated the win of the boys and girls playoffs. Each hour more and more people would fill, joining in on the fun. Hell, even the coaches joined.

And as all that went down, you were upstairs with a not very happy Jaemin.

It was a tough game for him. The boys coach nagging and yelling at Jaemin for his 'sorry excuse of plays.' Coach has been eating away at Jaemins anger and pushing him any chance he could which caused Jaemin to put a lot of pressure on himself.

One mistake was all it took for Jaemin to stomp off the court after that time out was called. You recall chasing after him into the boys locker room, knowing damn well that Coach wasn't going to be happy with his behavior. There wasn't anything you could do to calm him really, he was stubborn and wouldn't agree on anything you said to him.

"That last technical was on me!" Jaemin yelled, kicking his water bottle to the wall in frustration. "And no its not fucking fine! Coach is gonna be up my ass for anything until we win."

You let out a sigh. "You're up by ten with barely two minutes left in the last quarter, Jaemin."

"Thats enough time for the other team to catch up." He got close to your face, backing you up until you hit a locker. His hot breath fanning your face with a look of bloodlust. "I'm costing the team two shots with that technical. God, I'm so fucking stupid."

Jaemin rested his head in the crook of your neck, clentching and un-clentching his jaw as he let your scent fill his nose. The smell so sweet that he only found comfort whenever he could sense it. Letting it linger and calm himself before he lifted his head back up, eyes focused on your hooded ones.

"You trust your alpha right?"

"Of course." You say with ease, his arm wrapping around your waist.

"Good. I'm gonna fucking need you later."

This led to where you are now. Sitting comfortably on Jaemins lap, his eyes shut. He wasn't sleeping just thinking of the game over and over as he played with your basketball shorts, hand sliding under the silk like fabric to skim over your thigh.

If only the school knew how you played off the court. Their favorite MVP omega would look so very different in their eyes.

To an omega, you can sense the vexation coming off of him. His vibe completely off and unsatisfied with the game that he couldn't come to a stopping point. However, his advances were obvious the more he hiked your shorts up. The more he danced his fingers along your hip ready to play, Jaemin had to relieve himself someway and he was heading in the direction he wanted the most.

"Alpha," You began, hand raking along his glistening abs, tempting to inch closer to his pelvic region. "The game was fine. I don't see why you need to beat yourself over it."

His hands fly to your ass, pulling you directly onto his soft clothed dick. "Don't try me. Coach is already screwing with me and I can't seem to make him happy. No matter how many times someone tells me I did good, he finds something to criticize."

You move against him with ease. Thick cock hardening with each stroke against his shorts, leaking precum against them. Plush lips opening with a sigh, eyes fluttering open to meet your movements with a groan.

"Coach talks shit to his favorite players, haven't you noticed? Still, the team won. That's all that matters in the end."

"But I did nothing to contribute. I screwed up." He growled.

Biting your lip, cock now growing against his stomach. Aching to be released, your finger running over the outline in thought over Jaemins words. There was an issue with how he spoke, like he was the only one on the team that needed to do anything for it to count as a good game. You despised it. The team wouldn't be the same without Jaemin, however there was no need for him to think just because he's an MVP, doesn't mean he has to act like one.

"You're so pompous."

"Pompous?! Because I know my worth?"

You shook your head, "You're an uptight player with no sense of the word team."

Jaemin poked his tongue to his cheek, fingers digging into the skin of your ass. His hand came into contact quick, hips stuttering from the impact with nothing more than a frown playing on his face. "I have more sense than a stupid omega that doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut. What good does this mouth do you anyway, other than getting on my nerves?" He tapped your cheek. Not strong enough to leave a mark, but enough to make your face move to the side.

"Don't humor me." You tug his shorts down just enough for his tip to peak through. The slick of his precum dripping just below his belly button. Your finger dipping at the salty liquid, bringing it to your tongue for a taste.

"Then keep your mouth shut like a good omega."

"No, I don't think I will." You say smugly, knowing the consequences when you don't listen. But Jaemin let you have your fun instead, chuckling at your innocent yet dirty voice.

"Its like you're begging to be ruined."

You smirk to yourself, hand rubbing his tip with little to zero ounce of gentleness. Eyes screwing shut, sucking the air in like a drug. Jaemin instinctively bucking his hips to get more than just friction. Leaning more towards desperation, his cock head now pink and glossy. Other hand pulling his shorts further down along with his boxers, lifting your hips to leave them around his ankles. Fat cock screaming for pleasure, your mouth drooled for a taste.

"Go on." He urged, "Taste it."

Jaemin tangled his fingers in your hair, dragging you to lick his painfully erect dick. Tongue dragged over the underside from his balls to the head. The salty precum leaving him more as you licked at his hole, more easily gushing out when he moaned. Collecting it all on your tongue from his lower abdomen, leaving nothing behind.

Adoration as he gazed, breath hitching when you wrapped your lips around him. Taking him slowly and inching yourself down, the stretch hurting your throat already on the verge of letting up. Head was pushed further along with his hips lifting to where your lips touched his stomach, a satisfying sigh leaving his mouth. Chuckling, he rested his head against the headboard. Keeping you in place, gag reflex rejecting the intrusion Jaemin put in you. Throat convulsed, shutting your eyes to not focus on the awful feeling, only trying to please the alpha.

Nasty choking sounds bounced off the walls, lucky the music and talking downstairs canceled any chance of someone hearing.

"Filthy omega mouth. Only good for one thing... and that's getting me off."

You moaned, sending vibrations up his shaft as a shiver went up his spine. Salivation pooling at the corners of your lips, threatening to spill any second. And that's how Jaemin liked it, messy. Other hand coming to smear the drool on your lips with his fingers, delicately bobbing you head so more saliva would drip from your chin and to his balls. And the more he continued, the harder it was to focus on breathing through your nose. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes just from the sheer sense of not being able to breathe properly. Nonetheless it was wiped away with a single thumb. The hum from Jaemin- a content one at that, adoring you getting so messy. And all for him.

"So disgusting." He commented, still rubbing drool around your mouth as he released the hold on you, pushing you off.

Coughing and wiping your mouth, you sat back on his lap to catch your breath. Jaemin stroked himself with a grin. Urging you to try again, cooing at the way you unconsciously moved against his thigh. Your slick soiling the silk material as well as your underwear. Thigh now damp, warm slick doing nothing but making him bite his lip. A copper taste on his tongue.

"Do I turn you on this much, alpha? So needy and I hardly did anything. It's no wonder you needed me so badly." Still rubbing his cock, the crooked smile on his face had anything but amusement written on it.

"Do you enjoy being a pretentious pet? Maybe you don't deserve this after all."

"But I'm such a good girl." You fake pout, "I deserve it all!"

Jaemin rolled his head back. Eyes closing to continue lazily jerking himself off, swatting you hand away when you attempted to help him.

"Just watch if you wanna keep acting like a brat." He stated. His mouth opening, hand speeding up to get closer to his orgasm. The moans- obviouy fake just to grab your attention, even stopping you from any movement so you'd have all eyes on him and his throbbing cock.

Veins in his arms becoming more prominent as his hand tightened, the other lingering on your thigh.

Tapping his sticky tip, a string connected like he knew it was going to happen. Loving how you ate him up with such a harsh gaze.

"I wanna taste you."

Jaemin mumbles, "Thats not my problem, omega."

"But I wanna swallow your cum." So vile and shameless you were, Jaemin had to bring you near his lips. To feel something, or breathe in your scent. Possibly something else...

"Swallow my spit instead." Jaemin carelessly locked his lips with yours, keeping your mouth open like a French kiss, only to spit in your mouth. It tasted like alcohol, yet you didn't waste it. Swallowing without a second thought, happily sticking your tongue out to show him. "Thats a good girl!"

He continued holding you against his chest, petting your hair. Fist still wrapped around his dick, moving faster and closer to cumming.

"Please, alpha." You pathetically beg, hand inching towards to wrap around his fist. "Let me touch you. I'll make you feel good."

Jaemin takes your hand into his, taking his cock in your own. Sensitivity taking over him, shaking as he hissed. Steadily in an up and down motion, the coolness of your hand feeling amazing on his warm dick.

You kissed along his collarbone, eyeing his clentching abs as his dick twitched in your hand, "Gonna cum?"

"Yes, baby. Keep going." Hand wrapped around yours dug into your knuckles. Groaning, Jaemin began tugging your hair, abs tightening as spurts of cum shot onto his stomach and onto his and your hand. The warm white liquid spilling from the tip like it wasn't about to stop. "Clean me off." Lifting his hand to your mouth, you cleaned him off like a starved animal. Now licking away the cum on his abdomen and your hand as if it weren't there in the first place.

Jaemin pat the top of your head, signifying you were doing well.

Then he slid down the bed, now resting his head on the pillow. A giant smile on his face as he tugged at your shorts, "Off."

"Do it yourself." You reply.

At this point, he had enough. Flipping you over with ease, stripping you of everything in seconds. Leaving you bare for only his eyes.

"Stupid omega, always have to test her alpha. You love being put in your place, huh?" Spreading your legs forcefully, he suddenly bit the inside of your thigh. A scream filling his ears at how harsh he bit down, almost enough to draw blood.

He licked over the now reddened area, kissing, then biting again all up your thigh until he stopped where you needed him most.

"Jaemin," You bucked up, hoping he'd put his mouth on you. "I need your tongue."

"Need or want? Getting your words mixed up, baby. You don't need it, I can leave you like this with nothing if I really wanted to."

"But you won't." You speak confidently, "You love to taste me."

Jaemin couldn't disagree. Staring at you with a shit eating grin before taking a long flick up your slit. Sweet slick making his eyes roll back, tongue dipping into your heat to taste more. Its so rough, you can hear the slurping sounds coming from him. All you could do was lay there and take it. Tugging at the strands of messy hair on Jaemins head, the only thing keeping you sane with how vigorous and starved he suddenly became.

Slick painted his chin, your core pulsing and spilling more as well as spit from Jaemin. The lewd sounds so intense mixed with your moans, you were sure at least some people could hear at this point. Jaemin didn't mind. Flicking your clit with his tongue, swirling around the sensitive bud to pull you closer into a gut wrenching sensation. It would come too quick, a record for himself if he managed to make you cum so soon with hardly any penetration.

And somehow, he pulled it off.

You're screaming when he doesn't stop, body still quivering and thighs squeezing around him. Vision almost going blank, voice breaking when you moaned, "F-fuck, Jaemin!" Hands taking hold just under the back of your thighs, tearing them away from his face. You fought to close them again, bearing too much already. "No more, I can't take it!"

"Didn't you say you needed this?" He muttered against your folds, "Did my pretty omega lie to me?"

You shook your head sheepishly. Not making any eye contact, afraid he wouldn't stop for the rest of the night.

"Then you will take what I give you. And when I'm done, you'll say 'thank you, alpha' like a good pet. Do you understand?"

"Yes, alpha."

Jaemin slaps your thigh, jerking you forward into his mouth. The more he lapped, the more you saw stars in your blurry vision. You were positive you eventually passed out. Excessive nipping and flicking at your clit was too extreme. Though when he noticed you black out, he didn't cease and continued until you came again. Almost like a resurrection, you arched into the bed and whined loudly as the final wave of your orgasm hit. Tugging and squirming against Jaemin.

"What do you say?"

"T-thank you, alpha."

Jaemin laid his hand atop your stomach, emotion no where to be found. The silence eating away at you, hoping he'd do something before you did it yourself. And luckily he did, though it was unexpected when he kept his hand put, but his cock was already pressed into your entrance. Jaemin didn't care how sore you you were, sliding into you easily as you placed your hands on his chest to slow him before ruthlessly pounding into your heat.

The amount of slick mixed with cum made it easy to slide deep, tip meeting your sweet spot with a rough kiss in an instant. And his hand that rested on your belly could feel himself, the outline of his thrusts that felt so good. A cocky smirk playing on his lips as he did nothing more than replace his hand with yours.

You didn't know how to respond. Of course you knew Jaemin was big, but that big...You wanted to wipe that smirk off his face before he had any other thoughts however it was too late and his mind was already on the run with ideas.

"I could do this all night if I wanted to." He roughly bucked forward, "Could fill you up, breed you, show everyone their favorite omega is nothing more than a cumdump for her alpha. It'd be perfect!"

You whine at the thought, clentching around his cock thinking of being bred with his pups. However it couldn't happen anytime soon, the idea that he could spill his seed inside you if he so wanted made your mind spin. "You're s-so full of yourself, a-alpha."

Jaemin cups your cheeks, smiling like he wasn't wrecking your insides. "Because I know my omega wants it. I'll breed this pretty pussy so good, keep you with me forever so you can't leave. Only be mine." His hands now at your throat, pressing into the sides as your mouth kept open.

"I-I've only b-been yours." You choke, hand wrapping around his wrists. Not drawing him off, but there like a sense of security.

"Of course. But I like when I make the other boys jealous."

Jaemin attacks your lips. Messily kissing while still choking you. His tongue pushes past your lips, playing with your tongue. The taste of alcohol still evident and intoxicating, you wanted more. Forcing yourself onto him, clashing teeth in the process.

His free hands stray to your breats, fondling the hard bud sweetly. Removing his lips, he now dipped down to your other breast. Sucking on your chest, tongue licking over your nipple, Pushing your chest in his face on instinct, Jaemin loved how you reacted. Tweaking, sucking, anything to get you worked up and begging for him is what he craved.

Cock aching, that familiar feeling quickly returning. Wrapping your legs around his waist, bringing him in closer- deeper, for his cum that would soon shoot into your cunt. But for now, Jaemin wanted to savor the feeling before his release, savor how your walls always felt so tight whenever he fucked you. How wet you still seemed to be, and only for him.

With your head pushed in the pillow, neck being squeezed- Jaemin happily let himself cum. Shooting his load in your walls, cum threatening to spill each time he pulled his hips back. However, his continuous thrusts shoved his cum further into your cunt. Nearing your own orgasm, he rubbed your wet clit.

"Alpha, alpha!" You scream, "Feels so good, alpha!"

"I know, baby. Keep going for me. Come on you can give me one more, I know you can."

You dug your nails onto his wrist. Your orgasm taking over you like a sudden rush of adrenaline, chanting Jaemins name until you finally settled down the best you could, still finding yourself in a subdrop.

"Thats it, baby. Shh-" Jaemin kissed your cheek, moving your messy hair from your face to kiss anywhere he could, "Baby, you did so well. I'm so proud of you." He repeatedly kissed your face. Inching you closer into a reality you couldn't understand just yet. Playing with your hair, literally anything to bring you completely back to him. "You okay?" He questions, lifting your chin to give you that lovely Na Jaemin smile you're used as you returned the gesture and nodded.

Jaemin was about to pull out, you stopped him by bucking your hips back into his. "No! I wanna stay like this."

How could Jaemin say no to his baby after all this?

After situating himself into a more comfortable position, you spoke, "Jaemin..?"

"Mhm?"

"I still think you're a pompous asshole."

#nct #nct dream #nct smut #nct dream smut #jaemin smut #na jaemin smut #nct imagines #nct x reader #kpop #kpop smut #kpop imagines

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A Friendly Reunion

A Friendly Reunion

Pairing: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader, platonic Sam/Bucky x Stark!Reader

Warnings: swearing, implied sex (barely), boys being dumb

Summary: You’re enjoying an afternoon out with your boyfriend and his bestie when two relics from your past decide to ambush the event,

(gifs not mine)

“Holy shit!”

Your eyebrows scrunched together at Katy’s outburst. You, Shang-Chi, and Katy had been laughing over comments on his infamous Bus Boy video when she suddenly shouted this. You realized she was looking behind you, and you wondered if you were about to turn around and face some random monster of the week.

One hand rested on your shoulder, the other rested on your head like you were an arm rest, and this very simple action had you staring straight ahead wishing you suddenly had the power of teleportation, and not seismic abilities, so you could get out of there.

“(Y/N) Stark. How you doing?” Sam Wilson’s voice was heard and you just waited for someone else in particular to chime in.

“Doing pretty well for herself, I’d say. She’s hanging out with uh, what is it, those viral sensations now,” Bucky Barnes remarked.

“Holy shit,” Katy repeated.

You wanted to die.

It’s not that you hated Sam or Bucky at all. It was quite the opposite. You’d all grown very close, given your marriage to Steve, your dad, being part of the team; and you loved the two of them very much, like your own relatives you only wanted to see once a year even though you got along so well. But this was not one of those times you wanted to see these two very overprotective, childish, grown man-babies who had just grabbed a chair each and slid them into the table as they each took a seat.

You laughed nervously at your boyfriend and Katy, and turned your head to Bucky to glare at him and ask him, very, very rudely in Spanish, what the fuck he was doing there.

Bucky smiled and turned his attention to Shang-Chi, “She just cursed me out and asked why we’re here. Didn’t even introduce us first, some manners, right?”

“Oh my fucking god,” you muttered under your breath.

“Bucky, this is Sam,” He said. And while he was right-handed, he made a point of shaking Shang-Chi’s hand with his left hand just a little too firmly. “What’s your actual name, bus boy?”

“Shaun for the last ten years of lying. Shang-Chi, as of recently,” Katy informed the two men as Sam shook Shang-Chi’s hand next. “I’m Katy, his best friend, amazing driver. I’m kind of awesome.”

“Hi, I’m (Y/N) and I’m confused. Why are you both here?”

“We just wanted to see how you were doing, you know, check up on our girl,” Sam said as he stole food off of your plate and eyed your boyfriend suspiciously, “See who she’s been up to.”

“Subtle, Sam,” Bucky chuckled.

“No, no, no, I don’t like this shit when you two get along and are on the same page,” you protested.

“It’s okay, (Y/N).” Shang-Chi smiled a bit and nodded his head. “Don’t worry, I get it.”

“As you should, you’re the same way. ‘Oh, Katy, don’t date Ricky, you’re much too good for that loser. What about Toby?’ Like, really? The fuck kind of name is Toby?”

“Seriously?” He scoffed, “The dude’s name was Icky Ricky, and Toby is what you had a problem with?”

Bucky looked between everyone and pointed his chopsticks at you before digging into your food, “We also wanted to let you know that we settled that Walker situation.”

“Yeah? I saw the news. I guess he won’t be asking me to make a public statement on his behalf anymore,” you glanced to Shang-Chi, “So, you know how I uh--”

“Had a secret life as Tony’s kid and married Captain America? Yes, yes, I’m aware of that now.”

“Great! They wanted me to publically present the shield to fucko’s replacement after Sam gave it up.” You spared a quick glance at Sam who shrugged and drank your drink, “Guys! Stop eating my food. What do you want? You did not come all the way down here to eat my food and tell me you got the shield back and put a dumb white boy in his place. What do you want?”

“We wanted to meet him,” Bucky said, glancing in Shang-Chi’s direction. “Wanted to see who’s got our girl wrapped up so tightly she won’t even return our calls.”

“We also might need some repairs,” Sam added.

You did not anticipate this. You looked to Shang-Chi and Katy, the two of them sharing an identical look with one another before turning to you and shrugging, which kind of wasn’t the answer you wanted to hear. You would’ve loved for both of them to say, oh, no, you were all busy, you had plans, but they didn’t, because both of them were plenty excited to see these two as well.

“My car’s outside,” you sighed.

“We know,” Sam grinned. “We broke in and put our stuff inside.”

“What the fuck -- How did -- Wednesday didn’t alert me!”

“Oh, I still have your security code memorized,” Bucky said easily, shoving another piece of food in his mouth. “Didn’t you used to change it every few months? You’re slacking.”

“Oh my fucking god....”

You looked to Shang-Chi who was trying so, so very hard, for your sake, to not laugh about this entire situation. He thought it was endearing and cute that your two friends showed up and surprised you like this. Sure, they were embarassing you, but was that not the whole entire point of friendship? Besides, it was finally nice to see someone from your life that wasn’t a criminal or arch nemesis.

The five of you went out to your truck, and you saw that they did, in fact, put their belongings in your trunk. You shook your head and climbed into the driver’s seat as Bucky and Sam argued over shotgun.

“Shang-Chi gets the front seat with me. You two are in the back with Katy, deal with it.”

You all climbed in. Bucky asked for Shang-Chi to move his seat up, and he quickly obliged. Bucky slowly turned to smirk in Sam’s direction and flip him off. Sam rolled his eyes and did the same action, both oblivious to Katy sitting there in the middle and enjoying this entire interaction.

“This is a sandwich I’m delighted to be a part of,” Katy confessed.

As you started the car, Shang-Chi reached over and squeezed your hand, “You good? Do you want to ditch them?”

“Yes, but I’m good,” you smiled and squeezed his hand. 

Grinning, he brought your hand up to his lips and kisssed your knuckles. A chorus of screaming errupting from the back as these children started to coo at the two of you. You shook your head and pressed your forehead against your steering wheel, muttering to yourself in Spanish so no one could understand you cursing them out -- forgetting in that moment that Bucky could hear you and understand you.

“Hey, you love us. Don’t act like you want to make our hearts stop beating just because we think that was cute,” Bucky chastised you. “Also, please, drive. We’re going to kill this poor girl between us.”

“It’s a fine way to go. One of the better options, I’d say, “Katy remarked.

In your new West Coast home, you kicked your shoes off as soon as you entered and told them to make themselves comfortable. Your AI, Wednesday, greeted everyone kindly. Immediately they went to the kitchen for snacks, as you went to get your tools and get started on fixing everything. 

By the time you were in the living room with everything you needed, they were entering your living room with drinks and snacks. You thought nothing of it, preparing yourself to sit in silence and work while Katy and your loving boyfriend got stories out of the two men.

Yet as you sat on the ground, Shang-Chi took his seat next to you and offered you a drink. You glanced at him in surprise before smiling and thanking him with a kiss on the cheek.

“And some brain food,” He said quietly, handing you a bowl of your favorite snacks. “Let me know if you need anything.”

“Thanks, but I’m good! Enjoy their stories.”

“Still, tell me if you want anything,” He reminded you and remained by your side as he turned his head to listen to Katy ask them about fighting aliens.

As you started to work on Sam’s wings, you realized that there really wasn’t anything major that he couldn’t fix. These were the simplest, most basic repairs that he could do out on the field with a small toolkit. Confused, you looked up to see Sam watching you. He just smirked and nodded in your direction as you shook your head at him.

Of course this was all planned. Regardless, you did the tiny repair in minutes, making a mental note that you needed to get back at Sam and invade his life at some point.

“So what’s that jacket thing I’ve been seeing?” Bucky asked Shang-Chi. “You just, like, took off your jacket, still kicked a dude’s ass, and put it back on? How?”

“I--I don’t know how to explain it,” He laughed sheepishly and ran a hand through his hair. “It kind of just happens.”

“Yeah. It was awesome.” Katy added. “Here I am all these years defending him by screaming song lyrics and he could’ve just punched everyone out like that!” She snapped her fingers for emphasis.

“Well it’s not really hiding if I’m hitting everyone, is it, Katy?” He retorted.

“I’m sorry, do you still think Shaun is hiding from Shang-Chi? Are we doing that again?” Katy asked.

He groaned, “Here we go--”

“Really! Like naming myself Hal from Dal.”

“I was 15!”

“I was 15!” She mocked him as he shook his head and drank his beer.

“Don’t feel bad,” Bucky chimed in, “Stark over here got sent on an undercover mission -- sometimes that’s hard with her--”

“Because she’s so recognizable?” Katy asked.

“No, the attitude.” Sam laughed. 

“Hey!” You frowned. “I’m a pure delight.”

“Her cover was blown in five minutes because she told the guy, ‘eat my ass you geriatric looking camel.’ Who says that to the mark that we’re after?!” Sam said.

“He grabbed my tit!” You argued. “And you’re lucky I was the one that broke the cover first and not Steve! He straight up wanted to snap that guy’s neck for doing that.”

“You were literally supposed to get close to him to get into his office and get launch codes,” Bucky reminded you.

“Oh,” You muttered. “Well, see, that’s why Nat and Wanda were better at undercover.”

There was a heavy pause as the three of you remembered your friends. Wanda, MIA for awhile now and not returning anyone’s calls, and Natasha, dead trying to help restore the world to what it was.

Shang-Chi slipped his hand into yours and gave it a squeeze. You smiled at him and squeezed his hand back as you suggested you ordered a pizza. Slipping away, you went to find your computer and place an order for a few pies (Bucky could never stop eating thanks to that serum of his, and Shang-Chi just had a bottomless pit for a stomach).

Now that you were out of the area, the men turned their attention to Shang-Chi, while Katy grinned, grabbed some chips, and sat back for the show.

“Ah, big brother time?” Shang-Chi asked.

“Damn straight,” Sam agreed and looked quickly to make sure you weren’t coming. “We love that girl. She’s been through absolute shit, and it doesn’t help that our boy contributed to that.”

“She seems happy with you, so we’re not going to rip you limb from limb just yet,” Bucky added. “But don’t take her for granted, got it? You are the luckiest kid on the planet right now.”

“That’s right,” Sam nodded. “And if we ever find out you hurt her or break her heart, we’re flying down here, and we are going to make another viral video out of you.”

Katy cringed, “Is this turning into a snuff film?”

“What? Ew, no,” Bucky cringed. “No, no one is doing any of that right now! Or in the future, it would just be murder -- we’re getting at murdering your best friend here.”

“Ah, right.” Katy nodded and ate her chips. “Continue.”

Shang-Chi laughed, “Really, Katy?”

“What? We both know when the time comes that I’ll just start singing the lyrics to Hotel California and they’ll get distracted quick enough that you can kick their asses. Easy.”

“Oh, kick our asses?” Sam asked. “No, no, no, I don’t think so.”

“I don’t know, man, I’m kind of born for this, “Shang-Chi joked.

“No one is kicking anyone’s asses, you children,” You remarked as you returned to the living room and stood behind Bucky. 

Shang-Chi watched as you and Bucky spoke to each other in Spanish, the only two in the room who oculd understand what the other was saying, and he wondered if this is what you felt like when he and Katy would make a secret joke to one another. He watched as you laughed and smacked his shoulder, the one word he did understand you calling him was ‘idiota’, as Bucky joined you in laughing and explained to Sam, who asked, that they were just making fun of him and his dumb wings. Shang-Chi wasn’t sure he believed that at all, but he didn’t need to ask.

After pizza and beers were consumed, Sam and Bucky said they were going to a hotel. You had offered them to stay, but they both shared a look before shaking their heads and commenting that they’d leave too early in the morning and didn’t want to disturb you. Katy offered to split an Uber with them, which is exactly what they ended up doing, as Shang-Chi stood behind to help you clean up and talk to you.

“You should see them more often,” He commented as he washed dishes.

You raised an eyebrow, “What?”

“Your friends, your family, you know, back in New York? You should see them more often,” He told you as he washed the dishes in the sink and rinsed them. “They care about you, a lot, obviously.”

You chuckled, “Wow, that’s rich.”

He sighed and shut off the water, “Look. I know I’m the absolute last person talking about lives we left behind and family, but..they came all the way here to check on you, to make sure you were okay. They came here to see who you were hanging out with and who you were seeing. Those guys love you in their own kind of silly, childish way, and I think they just miss you and want to make sure you’re okay and taking care of yourself, since they can’t look after you.”

You sighed and sat on the counter next to where he was standing. He leaned against the sink and stared at you as you spoke to him, “Steve told them to look after me. Which was annoying. Like, you left me, and now you want our friends to look after me because you broke our vows? Fuck off.” You shrugged and let your head roll back as you stared at the ceiling. “Sometimes it’s just hard looking at them and remembering what we all had together.”

Shang-Chi jumped onto the counter next to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you in to rest on him as he hugged you, “At least you still got them in your life, and you know they’re there for you. Try to focus on that.”

You nodded and sighed heavily, “How’d you get so wise?”

“Oh, you know, being me. Being awesome,” He grinned while you rolled your eyes. “Come on, the Winter Soldier and Captain America like me. I’m so awesome.”

“They like a show called Dog Cops too, that’s not high praise.”

“Hey!” He gasped as you jumped off the counter and ran away from him, “Get back here! How dare you compare me to a show called Dog Cops?! Is that even real?!”

“It’s a high honor!” You lied, “Totally not the dumbest show written in existence!”

“Are you saying I’m dumb?”

“I’m saying, thank god you’re so pretty,” you retorted.

You shrieked when he caught up to you and whacked you over the head with a pillow. You ran away from him in search of your own pillow from the sofa and ended up having a completely overpowered, ridiculous pillow fight in the living room that ended in the both of you laughing on top of each other in a mess of feathers and stuffing, panting as you draped yourselves over the sofa.

“Hey, there’s a letter here,” Shang-Chi took the note and raised his eyebrows. “Oh.”

“Oh?” You snatched it out of his hand and read it.

Hey, kids! Don’t forget to use protection. Some of us are too young to be grandparents yet. Some of us. And don’t forget to give us a call once in awhile, we’re still family, you nerd. But seriously, condoms.

Love, your favorites.

You groaned, “I hate them.”

“No, you don’t,” Shang-Chi chuckled, “But on the subject of condoms....I feel like there’s more activities for us to do today.”

#marvel #shang chi fanfiction #shang chi x stark!reader #shang chi #shang chi x avenger!reader #shang chi and the legend of the ten rings #xu shang chi #shang chi imagines #shang-chi x reader #Drabble #Bucky Barnes #Katy Chen #Sam Wilson #platonic #the avengers #events of endgame #Steve Rogers #silly #one shot #shang chi one shot #shang-chi one shot

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star trek beyond thoughts!!! this was probably my favorite of the aos movies it was really good 🥺🥺

- “i ripped my shirt again.” ahsktdjahtjfjsh this is the best possible reference to the madness that is tos jim kirk and his absurd amount of destroyed shirts

- poor pavel being broke up with :/ i would never do that to you baby

- oH mckirk rights this scene with them drinking together is making me emotional!!

- obsessed with a) pavel having insanely fancy alcohol when he’s barely even drinking age and b) bones stealing said alcohol from him

- ben sulu!!! and demora sulu!!!!! gay hikaru rights!!!!!!!

- nooooo spock prime :,(

- holy shit the whole sequence of the ship being attacked/destroyed was so fucking sad and intense,, i was not expecting this so early in the movie

- pav looks so scared and sad throughout the aforementioned scene i just want to hug him 🥺🥺

- when pavel was talking about the rest of the crew and said “captain… what if they-” and jim interrupted and just went “no. no.” …. i am. Heartbroken. actually.

- jim and pavel look SO fucking good in those blue suits it’s insane

- scotty is actually an icon and my hero i love him so much,, what a dork,,,

- jaylah,,,,, hot,,

- god i adore the pairing up of pavel and jim so much,, they are the loves of my life and i care about them both and their dynamic so so much

- krall’s so creepy wtf,, why’s he stealing the juice from these humans,,,

- fucking!! spones rights!!! with spock’s injury and their banter and their talk in the cave and the nice little references to jim/mcspirk,, i love this so much

- sulu realizing that krall is going to destroy the place where his husband and daughter are,, 😭

- obsessed with scotty introducing pavel and jim as “that wee man” and “that handsome bastard” (and obsessed with pavel’s little “ʰᵉˡˡᵒ” after he’s introduced)

- scotty and pavel hugging is so cute and so important to me 🥺🥺

- oh wow big spones rights?!!! holy shit this highkey just feels like a confession????

- oh the spirk/mcspirk in the next scene with them taking care of spock,, holy shit this is tender :,)

- spock quoting shakespeare……. kinda fruity of him 👀

- i’ve gotta hand it to jim, hiding the weapon thingy in the alien girl’s head was very clever

- “you gave your girlfriend a tracking device. 😐”

- noo syl i liked her 😩😩 plus she seemed to be close with uhura and sulu and those two do not need more trauma in their lives

- keenser and scotty being about to passionately embrace upon seeing each other again but abruptly changing to an awkward formal handshake… something something simon peg’s quote about them being gay for each other something something

- sulu is such a good (and confident) pilot and i love that for him!!

- while i’m a big fan of tos helm husbands, i do love the platonic moments between pavel and sulu in aos,, helm besties 😌

- not the shot of ben and demora running scared through yorktown 😭😩

- jim, realizing spock is implying bones join him in the evil drone ship: “he’s gonna love this.” cut to bones: “you want me to do what??!!!”

- star trek beyond?? more like star trek: spones banter.

- obsessed with them calling recent music “classical music” because like,, yEaH i gUeSs!!

- the ‘sabotage’ scene is so fucking epic,, love that they’re all jamming out while battling for their lives

- oh my GOD,, the plot twist with krill being the long assumed-dead captain was awesome,,, genuinely did not see that coming,,

- jim’s boyfriends saved him 🥺🥺

- THE PHOTO OF THE TOS CREW. I AM EMOTIONALLY COMPRIMSED.

- why is bones’ outfit in the last scene so hot—

- ah yes they’ve got to balance all the spones banter with some mckirk banter 😌

- all of their outfits at the surprise party omg!! i love seeing star trek characters in civilian clothing :,)

- ahrkgjshaktjg glad aos pavel got his own “invented in russia” moment

- formal wear spock. that is all.

- why the fuck did the keep one of the aliens from the beginning, name him kevin, and comment on him not wearing pants,,

- the whole crew saying the ending monologue made me So Goddamn Emotional and so so happy 🥺🥺😭

- oh fuck i’d been able to enjoy the movie in peace but the “in loving memory of leonard nimoy” and the “for anton” in the end credits hit me like a fucking freight train……

aNYWAYS sorry for this insanely long post but i genuinely loved these movies so much they were so much fun and it was so lovely to see all these characters again!!

#kinda sad thinking about how i’m like. Done. with these characters. :/ #no more bones. no more pavel. no more jim and spock. it’s sad…… #star trek #star trek aos #star trek beyond #pavel chekov #mcspirk #spones #spirk #mckirk #hikaru sulu #montgomery scott #eli.posts

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Hi bestie!!

I want to request draco fingering y/n cause I feel like he would be so good at that 😻

jealousy, jealousy | d.m

draco malfoy x fem!reader

summary : draco getting jealous of you kissing harry

warning : NSFW! smut, swearing, praising, degrading (not really idk), in public, female recieving

word count : 2.1K

a/n : this doesn't actually have anything to do with liv's song but 🤷🏻‍♀️

MASTERLIST

"Draco what the fuck!"

Your voice was vibrating through the walls, breath short as you chased Draco down an empty corridor. It was late, students are off to bed but you and Draco had to patrol around the castle as it was your prefect duty. "Merlin, you are being stupid y'know that?" You shouted at him, your hand extending out to reach him but once again missed as he moved to walk faster.

Draco stopped in his track as he heard the words slip past your lips, "Oh, I'm the stupid one?" His words cut sharp into the thick atmosphere as he turned his body to face you, his towering figure looking down at you with piercing bright eyes.

"Yes, you are!" You huffed, walking closer to his figure that repels the moonlight slipping in through the open spaces of the building. "What the fuck is your problem, Draco?" The pitch of your voice gliding higher as you got closer to the boy.

Even in the half-lit hallway, you could make out his face, every feature of his glowing. "You! You are my problem" His jaw tightens at the mention of you, his figure going stiff as you froze in front of him.  "So what do you do when I'm not around, huh? Snog the whole Gryffindor house?" You could feel the anger and disappointment radiating off of him.

"W–What are you talking abou-"

"Oh don't be like that, I saw how you were with Potter" Draco moved as he took small steps towards you, cutting off your sentence before you could get everything out, "I thought you said you were gonna study with him" He folded his arms in front of his chest, huffing out as he waited for your response.

"I was studying with him!" You mimicked his movement, standing straight to fold your arms in front of your chest, looking up to challenge the taller boy.

He lifted his brows at your words as if he didn't believe a single word you just said. "Oh sweetheart, I don't think studying involves shoving your tongue down his throat" His chuckles were dark, teasing you knowing he caught you doing something you weren't supposed to be doing.

You didn't feel bad anymore, the anger in you started to overpower all the other emotions trying to peek out. "Why do you care? It's nothing to you!" You spat out the words from the back of your throat, taking another step until you could smell the peppermint and citrus of his cologne dancing around him.

"I don't" He simply said,

"You know what..." Your voice barely above a whisper, dropping your arms to your sides as your fist form a ball "...'m not gonna stand here and let you be an asshole just because you're jealous" Your light words left your lips as your rushed to move away from him, your shoulder bumping his arm as you marched to leave him.

He didn't follow you at first, your legs kept moving to take steps away from the still boy "Take that back..." You heard him, his footsteps started to echo down the hallway, faster and faster until you felt his balmy palm closing around your bicep, pulling you back onto his chest to turn you in your spot. "Fucking take that back, Y/N!" You kept your gaze on his chest, his voice loud and sharp as it cuts your circulation.

You took a moment to look up, trailing your gaze up his chest to meet his eyes, those piercing grey eyes looking down at you as roaring fire burns behind those cold orbs. "Make me" The words left your lips as you watched him, how the two of you were so close in each other's embrace forgetting that this universe was not just yours and his.

And for a moment the world went silent, everything was still and it was just the two of you in rays of the moonlight, standing in the middle of the half-lit hallways of the castle you call home. But that wasn't exactly true, home isn't just a place, home is a person, and it looks like you might have just found another home, standing in front of you– towering over you as the anger still lay beneath all his calm emotions.

You watched as his eyes traced your face, moving slowly as it went back and forth to your lips. His jaw tightens as his mind scrambles with the thought of you and your lips.

It was wrong per se, you have been friends from before Hogwarts and it seems wrong to think of you in such a filthy way, but his mind was loud, too loud to control until he stopped the tumultuous shouting in his head, crashing his lips on yours– pushing you backward until your back thud against the stone wall in between the pane glass window of the hallway.

"Yeah? s'this what you want?" His lips left yours for a second, coming up for air before latching back down onto your jugular, sucking light purple hues right under your ear. "'m asking, is this what you want?" He asked again, the sensation on your neck loosened as you got your mind straight.

You still couldn't answer his question, groaning against him as your fingers found their way up to his body, scratching the material of his robe to hold on to anything you could. "Tell me to stop and I'll stop Y/N" His muffled groan vibrated through your body and straight into your panties, the tingly feeling in your stomach coming to life when you felt a wet patch attached to your cunt.

You shook your head, pleas slipping past your lips as you were putty in your best friend's arm "N-No please don't stop" The noises coming out of your mouth sound pathetic. Everything from the deepest part of your dream was coming true. How you have been longing for his touch, curious as to how his warm skin would burn into yours, conceiving an addictive effect much like drugs.

For the longest time you have tried so hard to keep all your emotions away, he was your best friend and you were his, you weren't meant to do what lovers do, but here you were. Tangled in each other arms in the middle of the hallway where anyone could pass by, couldn't even make it to a closed space.

Your eyes stayed close, savoring the sensation of how his hands roamed your body, slipping past your shirt to grasp every inch of your skin. You needed more and you were sure he did too, but then he pulled away. His lips leaving your skin felt like a thousand blades dropping on you at once.

"Would you look at that..." His mouth trails your hairline, murmuring words into you "...it's the Gryffindor tower, I wonder if Potter s'still awake" He was quick to turn you around, moving you to stand in front of the window outlooking the great Gryffindor tower not too far from where you stood.

You didn't know what he was planing, the nerves in your stomach exploding as you waited seconds that felt like days for him to continue with his actions. "Let's put on a show shall we..." His lips lingered on the shell of your ear "...a special show for your precious Potter" His hands began to roam you again, slipping past the fabric of your clothes to trace your skin.

You couldn't answer him with your words, rather just nod and grunt as he pushed his crotch into you, making sure you could feel the hard outline of his hard-on pressed up against your butt. Everything was going on at once, you couldn't focus on just one action. The feeling of his lips, his hands, his body, his cock, all rubbing up on you, drenching your panties that lie beneath your skirt.

"Desperate are we?" He chuckled to himself, his hands slithering down your body until he reached your exposed thighs, your skirt riding up as you continued to grind your butt into him.

"Shut up" You mumbled, your hands steadying yourself on the windowpane as Draco continued to roam every inch of your body. You couldn't see it but you felt it, one of his hands circling to move your panties to the side, leaving your cunt bare for him to trace the outer lips of your cunt, gathering all the dripping juices to better slick your pussy.

"No y/n, you're gonna shut up" His fingers slip past your clenching hole, diving deep into your cunt as the sliver rings that sat on his fingers made contact with your clit, jolting you up when the cool sensation hit your heat.

Your mind started to go blank once again as you took all the pleasure he was giving you. His fingers diving deep into you as your juices leaked down your thighs. "S-Shit... feel s'good" Your back arced as the time goes on, slurring your words as you turned to mush under his control.

"I bet you'd let him do this too huh?..." His voice so deep behind you as his free hand went to roam your chest "...play with your pretty little pussy" He slipped the buttons of your shirt through the hole as the lining of your bra peeked through the half-open material.

You cursed and whined, trying to control your moans as he started to scissor his fingers inside you, stretching you out from the inside "Well guess what darling..." His lips lingered, tracing kisses up your neck, sucking the sweet spot under your ear "...you're mine now, got it?"

You could feel your orgasm peeking through the corner, your mind going foggy as you felt your breasts slipping out from under you and into the open air. "Y-Yours... O-Only yours" You chanted the words like a prayer, locking the statement in your mind that you're his and only his.

By now you were half-naked, rocking your hips into him as you chased your orgasm. Your breasts pressing up against the cool pane window as his fingers curled to hit the spongey spot inside you. Anybody in the Gryffindor tower could've seen you and Draco, you were just praying they didn't.

It didn't take long for your breath to become short, you could practically feel your heartbeat vibrating through your body, rocking you to orgasm. "Oh n-no, shit 'm gonna cum..." You whined as you threw your head back, your nails digging into the boy's forearm. "...please can I c-cum" You waited for his answer, the coil in your stomach kicking you in the guts, begging to be let out.

"Y'wanna cum on my fingers?" You couldn't answer him, repeatedly nodding pleading for him to give you permission. "Go on then" His voice tuned out, the world going silent once again as you let go of the burning coil in your abdomen. Coating his fingers in more of your juices as he continued to pump his fingers into you, helping you ride out your high.

You felt your legs going numb, shaking as you struggled to keep yourself up. Your head spinning as you felt his fingers leaving your cunt, trailing it up your body until you were met with his fingers– slick with your orgasm, proding at your mouth "Open up" The tone in his voice completely changed into a more nurturing demeanor.

You obeyed him, leaning back onto him as you parted your lips, accepting his fingers into your mouth before sucking on them. "Good girl... didn't even need to tell you what to do" You heard him, your chest still heaving as he trailed his mouth on the side of your face.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, leaving your mouth with a pop before helping you to dress. Buttoning your shirt as he turned you in your spot, finally getting a view at your flushed face. You watched him with amusement as your breath started to get back to normal, your gaze locking his as his hand moved to caress your cheeks, bringing your lips to his once more.

"Too bad Potter didn't see that"

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A Direct Order (18+) || A. Hotch x Fem!Reader

Hello my loves! I hope those of you that had a long weekend were able to enjoy it :). Combining two similar requests for this one! 

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from @all-hallows-reid (which has maybe deactivated?? I can’t find u bestie):  How about fem!reader secretly dating Aaron (with a twelve year age gap). She takes a stupid risk and almost gets hurt. Suffice it to say he’s not happy, and punishes her accordingly on the jet or when they get home.

and from @mrandmrshotchner:  Disobeying a direct order and Hotch punishing reader for it

I hope you both love this one!! 

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI. Sir kink, spanking, praise kink, degradation kink, penetrative sex.

wordcount: 2.2k

“I see the girl,” you whispered into your comms device from the back row of pews at a church in Mittburn, Iowa, nearly 200 miles away from where this child abduction case had started. “He’s concealing a hand behind her, could be a weapon,” you relayed to the team. The church was mostly empty, the service having ended. A few parishioners and the priest were still milling around, and your unsub, Phillip Rishi, was leading seven-year-old Abigail Torres to the altar. 

“Agent, do not engage-- Rishi is devolving and we don’t know what he’ll do. Wait for backup.” You heard Hotch, although you wished you hadn’t. 

Technically, you wouldn’t be breaking a rule if you got up and followed Rishi a little more closely-- and Aaron didn’t have eyes on you, anyways. What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. So you slipped out of the pew, kept your head facing mournfully towards the ground, and knelt at the altar, Rishi and the girl to your left. He still had her in front of him, concealing her with his body-- so you couldn’t get a good look at her, to make sure she was okay. You made a half-assed attempt at praying, hoping you were fooling the people around you when you tilted your head at a flash of light-- Rishi had a knife, was tracing the planes of the young girl’s cheekbones, and she was crying.

You gasped, quickly diving across the altar and forcing Rishi off of Abigail. He thrashed as Abigail screamed and ran into the arms of the priest. You wrestled Rishi to the ground, pulling the knife out of his hand and tossing it out of his reach before cuffing him and reading him his Miranda rights. 

As you stood back up, you turned around and noticed Hotch bursting through the door, his face making it perfectly clear that he had heard everything that had gone down through his comms. Oh, man. You were totally fucked.

Aaron asks if you’re okay, which you are, and then the two of you don’t speak. You don’t speak on the jet ride home, you don’t speak as you drive the FBI SUVs back to Quantico, and you don’t speak at the office before you leave for the night. 

You last for all of an hour after leaving the office before you can’t take it anymore. You throw your go bag in your car and take off towards Aaron’s place, walking up to his door and knocking before you can talk yourself out of it. He looks surprised to see you, but doesn’t ask you to leave, which you take as a win. 

“I’m here for my punishment,” you tell him as you slip past him into the apartment, and he rolls his eyes-- not his typical, “my young, playful, sexy girlfriend is driving me crazy” eye roll, but a genuinely disdainful “this young girl is too much to handle” kind of an eye roll. A pang of something you don’t recognize flashes in your chest-- guilt? Betrayal? You push it aside-- that wasn’t what you came here to do. “We’re not the couple that doesn’t talk. If you want to yell, you can yell, but we don’t shut each other out. That’s not us. So go ahead and get it out so we can move past it,” you attempt to sound cool and aloof, even if you are feeling a little vulnerable and desperate. 

   “You disobeyed a direct order,” Hotch says. 

“I did,” you agreed. 

“What, and you don’t even have an issue with it?” He asks you, his tone harsh. 

“He had a weapon, Hotch. And it was drawn on a little girl. What was I supposed to do?” You shot back.

“You were supposed to wait for backup. We hadn’t profiled that he would hurt her,” he tells you, the strain of contained rage in his tone.

“Is that a chance you would have taken? Is it a chance you would have wanted someone to take if it was your son?”

“It’s not a chance I would have taken-- but I can’t take chances with you, either,” he admits, and his confession hangs in the air for a moment. You realize this is his way of telling you how much he cares about you-- walls too high to be truly vulnerable, he has to shroud his disclosure in an argument. “You could have been hurt,” he tells you.

“I could have,” you agreed. “But I’m here, with you, and I’m okay,” you remind him, stepping closer to him, taking his hands in your own to ground him, remind him that everything had turned out okay this time. 

It takes a beat, but Aaron responds in kind, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer, and crushing his lips to yours in a searing kiss. You smile into the kiss, letting Aaron lead you backwards towards his bedroom as you wind your fingers in his hair, letting your forearms rest on his shoulders. 

“Were you serious about your punishment?” Aaron asks, his voice somewhere between a whisper and a growl, and you smile. 

“Yes, sir.”

You can feel the air shift in an instant, as Aaron sits at the edge of his bed. “Come on, then. Over my knee,” he tells you impatiently, and you feel a rush of warmth in your core as you move to comply. He stops you. “Pants off. Panties too,” he tells you, and you strip from the waist down before climbing across his lap. He lays his hand against your ass and you feel goosebumps form against his tender touch. 

“I think five is fair-- do you think five is fair, angel?” He asks, pulling your head up by the hair so you can look him in the eye. 

“Yes sir,” you agree-- he always asked before engaging in any sort of impact play, never wanted to give you more than you could handle, and you appreciated it-- even if five did seem like it would be a walk in the park. 

He lands a swift spank against your bare ass cheek and you feel it flood your center almost immediately. “One. Thank you for my spanking, Sir,” you let out almost as if it were a reflex. 

“Good girl,” he encourages you, rubbing at the tender flesh before his hand comes down against the opposite cheek.

“Two, thank you for punishing me, Sir.”

“You’re welcome, angel. Just a few more,” he encourages you, his sweet words a direct contrast to the sharp pain of his hand coming back down against you. 

“Three, thank you Sir.” 

“You belong to me, kitten. I need you to take good care of what’s mine, that’s all,” he reminds you with another spank. 

“Four, thank you Sir. Thank you for taking good care of what’s yours,” you affirm, and he delivers your last spank. 

“Five, thank you Sir,” you breathed out as your hips rocked, incredibly turned on before he had even truly touched you.

Aaron wrapped his arms around you, moving to hold you close for a moment. “There, sweet girl. I need you to help me to take good care of you-- you are very special. It’s my job to make sure nothing happens to you, but I need your help, okay?” 

“Yes, sir,” you tell him, reaching out to hold his face in your hands. 

“Good. Color?” 

“Green, sir.” 

He nods, permission granted to continue, shifting to help you off his lap and onto the bed. “Ass up, slut,” he commands gruffly, and by now you’re certain that you’re dripping down your thighs. You’d find out soon enough, you supposed, as you leaned onto your elbows and knees, raising yourself into a kneeling position, legs spread for Aaron. You heard, rather than saw, Aaron disrobing, which only added to your arousal. 

You feel the mattress dip as Aaron pulls himself up behind you. 

“Oh angel, you’re dripping. Nasty whore,” he smirks, sticking one finger inside of you, but withdrawing it immediately when you rolled against him. “Ah, ah.” he warns you. “Don’t try that again.”

So you hold still, as he pumps one and then two fingers in and out of you. You moan, cry out, beg for more-- but you don’t move.

“Sir, please,” you pant.

“You can move, sweet girl,” he grants you permission, and you start rocking your hips into his fingers immediately, wantonly, letting out a moan that makes Aaron’s cock twitch painfully. You shift your weight onto one elbow, moving one hand towards your center, which Aaron bats out of the way, slapping your swollen clit. 

“Fuck!” you cry out. 

“I said you could move. I didn’t say anything about touching, slut. Don’t make me tie you up, too.” He warns you. 

Half of you hoped that he would, but you were already desperate to cum and you didn’t know how much more you could take. You doubled down on your thrusts into Aaron’s hand, whimpering and panting the whole way. Just as you were about to topple over the edge, Aaron pulled his hand out of you, and you whimpered. 

“Sir,” you said weakly. You hadn’t been expecting that, and you wanted to cum so bad you thought you might cry. 

“Ah ah. What do you say?” He asks. 

“Thank you. Thank you for edging me, Sir,” you panted out, still coming down from your near-miss. 

“That’s my good little whore,” he cooed out. “I want you to ask permission tonight, angel. Color?”

“Green, sir.” You affirmed. “I won’t cum until you give me permission.

“Good, angel, good,” he said, lazily rubbing at your clit, and you whimpered. You’d never come like this, but you’d get increasingly more frustrated. “And why do you need to wait for permission?’ 

“Because I’m Sir’s dirty little whore,” you moaned out, the words turning you on even more as you attempted to grind down on Aaron’s hand. 

“That’s right, good girl,” he said, stepping away from you. “All fours, my love,” he tells you, and you roll up to your knees and elbows. You hear a foil wrapper tear, and without warning Aaron is stretching you. It feels delicious, makes you heady, and you cry out as he starts thrusting in and out of you. 

“You make me feel so good, sweet girl. You’re such a good girl, taking me so well and making such pretty noises. Do I make you feel good?”

“Yes sir, you make me feel so good,” you affirm, the words coming out in a shaky breath. After a few moments, you feel the coil begin to wind up inside of you. 

“Sir, may I please cum?” You ask. 

“No, not yet.” He answers simply, like you’d asked him if it had started to rain, or if dinner was ready. 

“Please, sir. Please, please let me cum,” you begged. 

“Not. Yet,” he affirmed, leaning forward to paw at your clit, which caused you to cry out. “Are you going to thank me?” Aaron asks, but you’re too overwhelmed to understand the question. “Are you going to thank me when I make you come?” He asks. 

“Yes, sir, please please make me come.” 

“Go ahead, angel,” he tells you, and the rubber band snaps. 

“Thank you sir, thank you, thank you, thank you,” you scream as you buck against him. He guides you through your orgasm, gently brings you back to reality once the pleasure has subsided, holding you gently and whispering words of encouragement in your ear. 

“I have to clean you up, sweet girl. Is it okay if I get up, or do you need me to stay here a little while longer? It’s okay if you do. You did such an amazing job,” he assures you, and you nod. 

“I’m okay, hon. Bring back water, please? And maybe some fruit snacks.” 

He rolls his eyes at you, again, but it’s the endearing kind again, and you smile. The two of you would be okay.

After he cleans you up, you head to the bathroom to get ready for bed, and snuggle back into his arms as soon as you're back in bed.

“I was so scared, and I still had to be your boss, first, and I hate that,” Aaron tells you. 

“I’m sorry, darling,” you tell him, shifting so that you’re facing him. “It’s something we should talk about-- me transferring.” 

“That’s not what I meant. You’re not changing your career path for me,” he is quick to correct you. 

“What did you mean, then?” You asked. Surely he wasn’t thinking of stepping down?

“Well, I was hoping… that you might want to tell the team about us? I don’t want to rush you, so if it’s a no, that’s fine and I won’t bring it up again. I understand the professional risks are--” you cut him off with a kiss. 

“I only suggested it because I thought you wouldn’t want people to know.” You tell him. 

“Why wouldn’t I want the team to know how much I love you?” He asks, and you smile. Yeah, the two of you would be okay.  

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KISS FOR ME — YELENA AND PIECK.

— yelena x reader x pieck.

genre: smut, 18+.

warnings: vagina having reader, no pronouns used for reader, scissoring, slight overstimulation, squirting, exhibitionism, yelena calls herself ‘owner’ at the end. if i miss anything please let me know.

word count: 1.6k.

— a/n: first ever fic for aot and it’s brought from me wanting to ✂️ pieck heheheh. be nice to me please 😫🙏🏽. reblogs are always apreciated. thank you to my precious besties @jeanbeaux n @asahiswrld for beta-ing for me <3333.

yelena’s hooded gaze was gluttonous in the way she drank in the sight of her dolls, sitting bare and pretty just for her.

dark eyes burned a trail down your skin. it started from your nape, lingering on the curve of your breasts before sliding down the valley; admiring your tummy, the dip of your waist, the slope of your hips. once her stare settled between the plush of your thighs, your skin lit ablaze, heat shooting straight down to your aching cunt - a silver string of your slick dripping onto the dampened bed sheet.

the corner of her thin lips pull upward in a smirk.

beside you was pieck, who fared no better than you under the power of yelena. you could almost see the small goosebumps prickling her pale skin; the warmth of her small shoulder brushing against yours was familiar and comforting.

“babies.” yelena cooed, calling for you and pieck’s attention. “my pretty babies.”

she makes a show of stripping off her suit jacket, hanging it over the back of the crimson love seat, before haphazardly dropping onto the cushion. spreading her long legs wide, your breath hitches at the way her beige pants tighten around her strong thighs, defining the shape of her taut muscles. everything about her demeanour is calm, casual in the way her fingers undo the first few buttons of her white shirt.

“why don’t you give each other a kiss for me?” the lilt in her tone covers her command as a suggestion. leaning back in her seat, placing her elbows on the armrests, you and pieck react quickly.

turning to face each other, the pink pout of pieck’s lips meet your own eagerly. with your hands on her waist, you pull her flush against you as her own small hand holds the back of your head. you can’t help but moan into her mouth as your tongues brush against each other sensually, hands roaming as pieck sucks on your tongue gently.

the dissatisfied tsk of yelena breaks the spell of your make out.

slightly dazed, you move back from pieck slightly. both of you wearing the same worried look. neither would you two ever want to displease your love.

“yelena…?” you whisper her name out, hesistant.

pieck follows your lead. “is this not what you want?”

“no.” the word alone sends a shiver down your spine. yelena leans back into the chair, stare hard and jaw tilted up. “i want to see those pretty pussies of yours kiss.”

the whimper that escapes pieck is unwillingly loud, coloured with need. your own is caught in your throat, the throbbing of your cunt taking over your mind and body.

a flurry of pets and whines has pieck laying on her back, inky locks spread over the pillow underneath her head, with her thighs parted invitingly. you’re enchanted by the juices leaking from her tight little hole, smeared across her inner thighs and the trimmed stripe of dark curls just above her clit. and when you reach out to brush along her slit, coating the pad of your thumb in her arousal, she’s quick to grab at your wrist.

“don’t tease, y/n.” pieck hisses, pleading eyes looking up at you. “please.”

yelena chuckles lowly from her seat, already enjoying the show. she always loved how desperate the two of would get. especially when things got vocal.

shaking pieck’s lithe fingers from your wrist, you shuffle closer to her; knees dipping into the mattress, as you hold on to her toned leg, sliding your own to the side of her hip - slotting yourself to straddle her almost sideways.

with no hesitation, you lower yourself against her testingly, enticing a harmony of your shared moans.

“f-fuck.” you gasp, throwing your head. pressed against her, the sensation of her warm, wet cunt against your own starts to fog your mind.

“y/n.” pieck’s whines are begging. “move, y/n…your pussy feels so good against mine.”

“listen to her, baby doll.” yelena pipes up, completely relaxed in her seat. “kiss your pussies together even more for me, won’t you?”

the praise from pieck and yelena’s words has you rolling your hips, gliding your pussy over her silky folds, gasping each time your clits catch on to each other’s. it’s extremely lewd, the sloppy sound of your cunts smushed together, slick mixing and dribbling down your thighs. the sensation has you completely intoxicated.

“mmm.” moaning loudly, you caress pieck’s leg in your hold. leaning in slightly to press a gentle kiss to her ankle, you smile against her skin, licking and grazing your teeth along the soft flesh.

“shit-“ she curses, arching into you more. grinding upwards to meet your thrusts.

you feel her hand reach out to touch you, grabbing onto your hips and digging her fingers into you bruisingly - urging you for more.

angling your head back slightly, mid-thrust, you catch a glimpse of yelena’s form. her nails carve crescent moon shapes into the armrest, tell-tale signs of her restraint to not surge towards her two lovers. no matter how much you and pieck would play with each other in front of her, yelena would never yield until the end.

and best of all, she never touched herself. pleasing her was a job left strictly for her precious dolls.

the way you kiss you and pieck’s pussies together in slow, meaningful strokes is dizzying. and it starts to become too much, too soon. with your swollen clit sliding against her mound, and with pieck’s pushed against your soppy slit, edging into the entrance of your tight hole; the two of you become a mess of mewls.

“hnn, y/n.” the way her angel lips moans your name is sinful. “baby please, wanna cum.”

your pants are louder, choking on your moans as you slide yourself over her cunt harder, faster; that you both can’t help but cry out as you reach your peaks.

“oh my, ah, f-fuck-!”

“‘m cumming, y/n, oh-!”

you still on top of pieck, tongue lolled and thighs tensed, your pussy clenching around nothing as you come undone. swearing you can feel the pulsing of pieck’s cunt in time with your own, she squirms underneath you in a fit of pleasure, eyes rolled back as she whines through her orgasm.

“fuck me.” yelena’s voice is muffled by the sound of your own racing heart; but the proud tone in her voice is all you need to turn and face her.

“w-were we…good for you?”

“so good, baby. so fucking perfect.”

sighing contently, you press your forehead to pieck’s leg still in your hold. smiling, your body felt amazing as if you were floating; you don’t even have time to react as pieck flips the two of you over with practiced ease.

“p-pieck-!”

flat on your back, pieck makes fast work pushing your knees against your chest; squeezing the fat of your thighs as she presses the side of her calves to your hips. with your own glistening pussy exposed, pieck saddles on the backs of your thighs, and when she rolls her hips, you jolt as your puffy clits rub against each other.

“fuck, yes-!”

you’re choking on your moans, mouth parted as gasps huff out and drool pools from the corner. you’re absolutely entranced by the way pieck’s full breasts bounce in your face, how her tummy rolls as she ruts into you.

a thin sheen of sweat lays over your heated skin. and when you find your voice, you’re calling out her name over and over like a prayer.

“pieck, pieck, pieck, pieck!”

she consumes every part of your being - yelena’s keen eyes watching blocked from your mind. you even miss the damp patch darkening the crotch of her beige pants.

pieck rocks against you hard, too fast for your sensitive cunt; your bodies tremble as the waves of your orgasm bubbling in your tummy threaten to burst at any moment. it’s when your throbbing clit draws against her dripping entrance once, twice, thrice that you fall apart completely.

your eyes widen, white stars dotting your vision, as your release squirts from your pulsating hole.

“ah, ah, haaa~”

despite the way your mouth jars open in a silent cry, pieck continues to jack rabbit hump your poor pussy. she pants heavy, dark locks stuck to her forehead until she reaches her own high - spraying her own cum all over you.

“ooh, fuck, yes…”

riding out your highs together, you’re lost in the overstimulation; incoherent harmonies of your babbles are the only sound heard in the room. when you finally break apart from each other, pieck falling back across from you, your body trembles from the after effects - your slick drooling from your twitching cunt.

the slow clapping pulls you and pieck from your post-orgasm daze, and through your half-lidded gaze, you watch as yelena stands from her seat and approaches you two.

“such good babies.” the tall woman praises, leaning over your spent bodies. “so messy too, hm?”

a long finger trails down your wet tummy, swirling the mixture of you and pieck’s cum, before moving down to dip into your pussy. the mutual gasp and keen shared between you and pieck, tells you that yelena is doing the same to her.

“i love watching my dolls kiss.” yelena’s finger slowly pumps in and out of you, chuckling lowly as you clamp around the digit desperately. “seeing your cunts kiss and cum all over each other, fuck, it drives me insane.”

hastily, yelena yanks her finger out of you and pieck; the two of you crying out at the lost of contact, blinking up at her.

“shut up.”

harsh silence invades the room. yelena smiles warmly at your obedience, before grabbing at you and pieck’s hands, bringing them to brush over her crotch and grip onto her leather belt.

“now, you’ll be my perfect dolls and make your owner feel good, won’t you?”

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warnings/tags: dom!Jaehyun sub!reader, fanfic, smut; cursing, hook up, fingering, cunninilingus, unprotected sex, cream pie

summary: a chance meeting while shopping for bathing suits turns your summer vacation a little hotter

word count: 4.4k (help)

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this was interesting to write as the beginning and ending are based off of separate dreams this time, so hopefully I was able to link them in a way that made sense. please enjoy!!

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"How does this look?" You asked your friend Jamie, holding a skimpy neon bikini set to your body. 

It was the first full day of your annual summer beach trip with your bestie, and you'd arrived in the seaside town you always traveled to late last night. After eating a mediocre breakfast provided by your hotel, the two of you had headed to a nearby mall to buy new swimsuits. She'd had luck finding one relatively quickly. But the reason you were still there, on the second story of a large department store several hours later, was because you had yet to. 

She made a face. "No offence, but it's not really your style..."

Sighing, you put it back on the rack. "I know."

Rounding the stand that contained the bikini you'd just put back, you briefly glanced over at the neighboring section, which had swim trunks. Movement had caught your eye, caused by three guys walking through. You barely even paid attention to them at first glance, but the one in the back caught your eye, and you did a double take. 

At this second glance, you saw they were all young, probably close to your age, and very attractive. 'Are they models?' You wondered. But again, it was the one behind the first two that really made you look on in awe. He had muted fluffy purple hair that covered his forehead, and dark eyes that shone like diamonds even from this distance. His soft features and perfect skin made you wonder if he was an angel. His thin white shirt hugged what was probably toned muscle underneath. When the taller of his two friends said something funny, he smiled and oh my God, he had the cutest dimples. 

At that moment, he shifted his eyes up and saw you standing there, staring. Like a deer caught in headlights you froze, embarrassed as fuck you'd been caught. But his smile only widened, and he gave you a slight nod in greeting. 

Ripping your gaze away, you acted like nothing had happened and tried to return to shopping. 

"Oh wow y/n, you saw those guys right?" Jamie exclaimed, following you. "Now that's what I'd call eye can-"

You interrupted her, face flushed, by holding up a pale blue gingham bikini. "What about this?"

Before she could answer, her eyes focused on something behind you, mouth falling open slightly. A deep voice then responded to your question. "I think it looks cute."

You whipped around, only to come face to face with the man you couldn't keep from staring at. Your eyes widened and you gulped, startled. Up close, he was simply breathtaking. Literally; you felt your breathing become strained as your heart pounded in your chest. 

"Th- Thank you, um..?" You stuttered before taking a deep breath.

"Jaehyun." He answered. 

"Ah, Jaehyun." Damn, even his name was cute. You gave him a shaky smile. "So I should get it?"

"Definitely." He encouraged. He then looked to Jamie, who'd been speechlessly watching the exchange. "What do you think?"

Turning around, you waited to see her response. After looking between the two of you for a couple of seconds, she grinned and gave a thumbs up. You weren't sure if she was approving of the bathing suit or... 

"Hey, what are you guys doing the rest of today?" Jaehyun asked. 

"Oh, not much." You replied quickly, not planning to elaborate. 

"We'll just be at the beach!" Jamie said louder and at the same time, speaking over you. "Wanna come with?"

You gave her a look, trying to shut her up. She looked back at you as if to say 'what?'

He smiled. "Sure. Let me ask the boys if it's okay with them."

He beckoned the two of them over, who didn't hesitate to comply. Jamie introduced you and her to the group, as you were still majorly distracted by the million thoughts running through your head. The tallest of the three then introduced himself as Johnny, a friendly guy with a round face and sculpted arms that were on full display thanks to the tank he wore. The other was Mark, who shyly said hi to you and Jamie. He had a boyish and youthful aura about him that made you immediately assume he was the youngest. They both readily agreed to head to the beach. 

Still not fully registering what had just happened, you walked to the check out in a near trance and bought your swimsuits. Then you exited the mall, and made your way to the parking lot. Jaehyun went to get his car while the rest of you waited at Jamie's. When he pulled up, the guys got in. After quickly entering her car with her, Jamie pulled out of the parking lot and followed them as they lead the way to the beach.

"Y/n, you okay?" She asked, taking her eyes off the road for a split second to glance at your face. Your prolonged silence had prompted her to speak.

You removed yourself from your racing thoughts. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just surprised."

She grinned. "Well, today's not gonna be boring, that's for sure. It'll be a lot more eventful than if we'd hung out at the beach by ourselves."

You nodded in agreement. You knew there wasn't much harm in doing this - there would be plenty of people on the beach around you - they couldn't try anything. And besides, you didn't even get those vibes from them. That wasn't what made you uneasy. It was the thought of spending a day at the beach with such attractive guys that made the tips of your ears turn pink and your heart rate increase. You just prayed you wouldn't say or do something utterly embarrassing. 

Jamie drove into the public beach parking behind their car, parking a few spaces away from them. Exiting the car, you and her first made your way to the bathrooms to change. This beach was well maintained, a stone walkway lead to them and then continued on and up to a wide bridge that arched over the barrier dunes and then down onto the sand. Palm trees provided shade, which was made good use of as it seemed wherever a tree cast a shadow there was a cool bench to sit. 

Locking yourself into a stall in the women's bathroom, you undressed and then pulled on your brand new swimsuit. Thankfully, despite not being able to try it on in the store, it fit extremely well. The gingham pattern, pale blue color, and small ruffles on the waistband and straps made you conclude this was the cutest bikini you'd ever seen. Exiting the stall, you briefly peered into the mirror above the sinks to pull your hair into two low pigtails. 

Turning back around, you found Jamie standing there in her new suit, smiling at you. 

"Ready y/n?" She asked. 

You took a breath before replying. "Yep."

Arm in arm, you walked out to meet the boys, who'd already changed and were standing there waiting, beach bags in hand. Johnny got excited as he spotted you both and practically ran towards beach, Mark trying to keep up with him. Jaehyun looked unbothered as he stayed behind to walk at a normal pace with you. By the time you'd crossed over the sand dunes and strolled onto the beach, Mark and Johnny had already found a good place a little ways away to set up. They'd brought two large towels, big enough for multiple people to sit on, and had spread them out over the sand.

Jaehyun sat down on one, then patted the ground next to him, motioning for you to sit next to him. After a few seconds of contemplation you complied, folding your legs to the side as you still kept a couple feet of distance from him. Jamie sat down with Johnny and Mark on the other towel. 

For the next hour or so, the five of you talked about various topics in an effort to learn more about each other. Gradually, you loosened up as you got used to their company. Johnny and Mark were college friends of Jaehyun's, who'd came into town a few days before you to visit him where he now lived on the coast. Funnily enough, the two boys were staying in the same hotel as you and Jamie while they did so - it was the closest to Jaehyun's apartment.

Noon came and went, and the air continued to heat up around you until it was unbearable. You looked out at the ocean water longingly,  but didn't want to leave by yourself, and the others seemed to be having such a great time...

Glancing over at you, Jaehyun made a suggestion. "Who's up for the water?" 

Despite your assumptions, the agreement was unanimous. As one, you all rose and ran towards the rolling sea, chasing each other. Diving into the waves, you ran out until the water was up to your waist. Johnny swam out farther than any of you, while Jamie and Mark stayed in slightly shallower water. 

You heard the sound of someone sloshing around in the water directly behind you. Spinning around, you were met with his chest - his white shirt was now wet and you could see some of the muscles through it - as your eyes widened and you looked up into Jae's eyes. He smiled down at your face, less than a foot away, dimples on full display. 

"Hi." He said in a way that made your heart melt. Then: "Feel better?" 

"Y- yeah, it was really hot before." Your words betrayed your body - being in the water wasn't cooling you off at all anymore. 

You stood there for a few awkward moments in silence, not knowing what to say. 

"Um-" You began. 

"Woah y/n look out!" He cut you off, sudden panic on his face as he closed the small distance between the two of you.

Suddenly, a large wave crashed into your back. It pushed you straight into the only thing that would keep you standing - his body. Instinctively, you gripped onto his shirt tightly so you didn't fall, tugging it towards you. He didn't hesitate to wrap his strong arms around your waist to steady you. Only after the wave had passed did you realize what you'd done, quickly releasing the fabric from your hands. But he didn't let go. 

"Are you okay?" He asked, worry in his tone.

You nodded, heart pounding loudly in your ears. However, you were shaking slightly. 

He began leading you back towards the shore, not convinced. Stumbling onto the hot sand, he guided you back to the towels, sitting you down once you got there. Getting a smaller towel, he wrapped it around you so you could dry off, then he sat down next to you. 

You looked at him, embarrassed. "You can go back if you want, I'll be fine here."

"No, I'm good." He leaned back a bit. "I'm not much of a swimmer anyways."

He then lifted his arm and ran his fingers through his damp hair, brushing it back off his forehead. You gulped, incredibly bothered by the motion. 

He looked at you with a slight smirk. "Thirsty?"

"Yeah." You replied. 

Smirk widening, he handed you an unopened water bottle. You drank, trying desperately to calm down. 

Jamie ran up to you, Mark following close behind. "Y/n are you okay?" She asked, confused and concerned. "What happened?"

You explained without including the details that made you blush when you thought of them. She sat on the towel next to you, deciding not to go back out. Mark followed suit and shortly after Johnny joined you again when he realized everyone was out of the water.

After a bit, you began to get hungry and got up to try and find some food. Luckily, there was a food truck nearby with some cheap lunch. Returning to the towels, you ate in relative silence as the sun moved slowly west overhead. The rest of the afternoon was spent walking, playing with a frisbee, and sunbathing. You noticed Jaehyun seemed to be keeping you within a few feet of him the entire time, never leaving you alone or with the others. Even when you went back out with Jamie into the shallow water, he followed - even though he tried to appear like he wasn't. 

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Once the sun went down, everything was packed up and taken back to the cars. You threw back on your shorts from earlier before heading to a nearby bar, open to the sea and cool night air. It was already crowded with many tourists, and once you entered you quickly lost sight of the others,  later catching a glimpse of Jamie talking to Johnny off to the side with a drink in hand. 

Seeing the bar, you made your way over to it by yourself and sat on one of the barstools. You beckoned the bartender over to order your drink. 

"What can I get for you?" She asked, polishing a glass. 

"A margarita please." you answered.

She then looked at the seat next to you. "And you sir?"

"A margarita for me too, thanks." A familiar voice answered. 

You turned around in your seat to face Jaehyun, blinking at him.

He smiled and nodded in greeting, those adorable dimples reappearing on the corners of his mouth. Feeling your face heat up, you quickly turned to look at the bartender as she made your identical drinks. 

You cleared your throat a little. "So... you like margaritas too?"

He chuckled softly at your attempt to break the awkwardness. "Truthfully, I've never tried one. Thought tonight was good first time."

You could feel his eyes on you, boring into your soul in an attempt to get your attention. When you couldn't take it any longer and tilted your head to look at him, his eyes immediately met yours. A slight smirk spread across his lips.

When your drinks were served, he was the first to take a sip, eyes not leaving you for a millisecond. You drank and shifted in your seat, fully aware of how he was checking you out as his eyes began to roam. You wondered if maybe you should've put on a shirt over your bikini top to cover yourself better. But that thought was quickly dismissed as a new one took its place. You liked it - the way his attention was focused on no one but you. There were plenty of other hot girls there that night,  but he paid them no mind. 

The hours drifted by as those around you melted away and it felt like you and Jae were the only two in the entire world. The music and voices of patrons were only a buzz in the distant background as you focused on his soft words. You found you enjoyed each others company - he made you comfortable with the idea of spending as much time in it as possible. 

When the clock struck ten, you could feel the beginnings of fatigue creeping into your mind. An incoming text made his phone buzz. He checked it, relaying the message to you after briefly lifting up his eyebrows in surprise.

"Your friend's heading back to the hotel with Johnny and Mark, she's driving them there."

"Oh!" You replied in surprise, glancing around the bar but finding them already gone. You knew what was probably going to happen to Jamie, but you didn't voice it. 

He looked at you for about a minute before speaking again, slowly. "Do you.. wanna come to my place?"

You met his eyes again, heart and mind racing at his invitation. The implications of his question didn't slip by you, they were fully realized. Still, it didn't take you long to make up your mind - in fact, you'd already made it before he'd asked. 

"Yes." You replied. 

He smiled wide and grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. You quickly slid off your barstool and exited the bar, making for the car. You giggled as he pulled you along. The moon shone down on you from high overhead, lighting the way. Once reaching the car, he opened the passenger door for you and you hopped inside as he then closed it and rounded the car to his seat. Getting in, he started the car and drove out onto the road towards his apartment. 

Your mind raced as you made the silent drive to his apartment, listening to the low sounds of the radio coming through the speakers. It only took a few minutes before he was parking, getting out, and coming around to help you out of the car. Grasping your hand tightly again, he lead you into the building. The lobby of his apartment had only dim lights on at this time to illuminate the room. No one was around. Jaehyun took a left after guiding you through the main doors. 

"This way." He practically whispered, taking you into the elevator. 

He hit the three and the doors closed, leaving you alone in the small space with him for a few moments. He didn't waste any time in turning you around to face him, closing the gap between you. Locking his lips with yours in a heated first kiss, he backed you up into the elevator wall, driving you up it slightly with his strong arms. You instinctively wrapped your limbs around his body to steady yourself and kissed him back. You could taste both him and the drink he'd had at the bar - the mixture was heavenly. 

A ding signified your arrival at his floor, forcing you to part. Thankfully for the both of you, his door wasn't too far away. Pulling you down the hall quickly, Jae stopped at his door and took out his keys, fumbling with them for a few seconds as he tried to rush. When the door was unlocked, he pushed it open, letting you both walk through before harshly closing it again. 

For the few seconds it took for him to throw the keys on a small table next to the door you glanced around the dark apartment. Through a cracked door to your left you could make out a bathroom. A small kitchen stretched across most of the right wall from the door, a long bar separating it from the rest of the room. In this main room was both his living area and bedroom. His bed was pushed up against the farthest wall, which was taken up entirely by two giant windows. The moonlight shone through them, illuminating a balcony on the other side that looked out into the night and the street below, where palm trees waved back and forth in a light breeze. 

The sudden grip of his large hand on your waist from behind made you jump. He spun you around, and gave you that soul piercing stare that made all your self-control fade away. You leaned in this time, seeing a smirk spread across his face right before you closed your eyes. As soon as your lips brushed against his again, he picked up were you'd left off, kissing you relentlessly and leaving you breathless. Slowly, he backed you up further into the apartment until the backs of your legs bumped up against the edge of the bed as you struggled to bring air to your lungs. 

He lifted you just enough to clear the mattress and sit you down on top of it. Climbing onto it himself, he gently laid you down onto the sheets underneath him. He kept himself up with his knees, one on each side of you as he started to move his plush lips down to your neck. He proceeded to mark you, painting several dark spots onto your skin that would surely be there the next day. 

"Ah, Jae." You moaned out for the first time, when the tenseness that had been building between your legs became too much to stay silent.

He paused. "What is it princess?" 

"I need..." You began, heating up at the petname.

"Yes?" He asked patiently, waiting for your commanding words. He smiled down at you, raising a hand to your cheek to stroke it soothingly. 

"You." You finished, meeting his gaze. "I need you."

He smiled wider. "Sure thing."

Removing his hand from your face, he moved it down to the waistband of your shorts. Unbuttoning them with both hands, he slipped them off and down your ankles with ease. Placing his strong hand on your upper thigh, he spread it away from the other and began moving his fingers closer to your heat. Shivering at his touch, you sunk deeper into the bedsheets. He let his fingertips get to the edge of your bikini bottoms, but stopped there, teasing you. 

"Hey-" You breathed, scolding him when you realized what he was doing.

He looked down at you, hair messily splayed around your head as your chest rose and fell beneath him. Your skin was beginning to glisten with perspiration, your eyelashes fluttering slightly every time you blinked your half-closed eyes. "Hm?"

You took a moment to respond. "Touch me Jae."

He smiled a dark smile as he brushed your bikini bottoms to the side. The first touch of his fingertips against your slick clit had you lifting your hips up off the bed, curses falling from your lips. He forced them back down, pinning you to the bed with his body. He quickly resumed his actions, running his fingers back and forth over your folds as you moaned at the pleasure. He then suddenly inserted a finger into your dripping core. 

"Ah-" You gasped in surprise as he continued, using his thumb to trace circles across your clit. It was all too much for you to handle. He watched as you gradually lost control beneath him, writhing about in pleasure. The dangerous combination of things he was doing to you quickly brought your first high like a rising wave that crashed into the beach before it. 

You didn't have time to warn him before your walls clamped down on his finger and your juices spilled out onto his hand, sheets, and down your legs. He let you ride out your orgasm and calm all the way down before removing his finger and sitting up, licking every last bit of you from his fingers. You peered down the bed at him, watching in fascination as he lapped it up like a man starved.

"Shit, you taste good." He complimented, making your face feel flushed. 

When his hand was clean, he bent down and stuck his head between your legs. A second later, you felt the flick of his tongue on your inner thigh. He left a trail of wet kisses up it, making his way back up to your heat. Without warning, you felt his lips brush against your folds as he proceeded to use his tongue to clean you up as best he could. His hot breath against your pussy made you squirm and draw your legs up closer to your chest. Once satisfied he sat up again, licking the last of you from his lips. 

He then repositioned himself above you. Removing his swim trunks, his hard member sprung free and stood erect, precum trickling from its pink tip. Slipping a couple of fingers into the waistband of your bikini bottoms, he pulled then down your legs, leaving them with your shorts at your ankles. Lining up with your entrance, he held himself up with his strong arms, caging you in. You looked up at him, his faded purple hair messy across his face. He gave you a reassuring smile - dimples and all - before pushing into you with ease and rolling his hips down onto yours. Matching the pace he set, you pulled his face back down to yours to kiss him again, softer this time. He complied, kissing you deeper and slower as he pushed further into you with each thrust.

When he bottomed out, he speed up the movement of his hips, gripping yours to bring them closer to his. The lewd sounds of sex filled the apartment, combined with both of your increasingly loud moans.

"Jae." You moaned out, breaking your kisses. You felt the tenseness building in your abdomen again. 

He groaned as you felt him twitch inside you. "Fuck, you sound so hot saying my name like that."

He then hit your g-spot with the tip of his cock, pushing you over the edge. You came undone all at once, flexing your walls around him, gasping for air. Seconds later, hot strings of his cum shot through you, spilling out onto the bed along with your own. Riding out your orgasms simultaneously, your heavy breathing gradually quieted until he pulled out and sat up on the bed beside you. Watching him slide off the edge and stand up, your eyes followed him as he made his way to the bathroom entrance, ducking in for a second and returning with a towel.

Climbing back onto the bed, he leaned over you and gently cleaned you up with the towel, being extra careful around your sore clit. When most of it was wiped up, he discarded the towel onto the floor and laid down next to you. You rolled onto your side to look at him in the moonlight.

His skin had a visible sheen to it and his hair was a fucking mess - it stuck partially to his damp skin. But that only made his perfectly sculpted features more beautiful. You felt him wrap his arm around your naked waist, holding you to his body. Brushing a loose strand of hair away from your face, he spoke for the first time in minutes.

"Let's do this again tomorrow."

In your fucked out state, you couldn't respond with much else than an excited nod as you snuggled up to him. He gently kissed your swollen lips, happy. 

Brushing your nose with his, he whispered: "Night y/n." 

You replied by kissing him back, closing your eyes, and drifting off to sleep in his arms. 

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