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writingforstraykids · 5 months

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Addicted to you - Chp.14

Pairing: Minchan

Word Count: 4767

Summary: Chan decides to stay for a few days, and they can't stay away from each other for long. Minho's parents let Chan off with a gentle warning. Chan shows Minho the songs he wrote about him and Minho takes it differently than expected.

Warnings/Tags: fluff, angst, dry-humping, bottom!minho, top!chan, insecure!min, soft!chan, cuddles

Chp.13 | Chp. 15

I cannot breathe without you being right by my side I'll die So can you please come over closer Hold me tight, right now Red lights ~ Bang Chan, Hyunjin

Minho dropped the letter and jumped up, closing the distance between them without thinking. Chan pulled him in tight, hugging him close and burying his face in his shoulder. He closed his eyes as Minho's natural scent invaded his senses and couldn't help but smile as the younger one held onto him just as tight. "I missed you so much, Minho baby," he whispered.

Minho hid his beaming smile in his shoulder and felt safe in the familiar warmth of his hug. "I missed you too, Channie love."

Chan smiled happily and turned to plant a soft kiss on his hair. "I'm so sorry for everything," he told him sincerely.

Minho pulled back, cupped his face, and shook his head. "I think you've apologized enough," he told him and was a little surprised to see Chan's eyes rim with tears. "Hey," he said softly. "Don't cry," he whispered lovingly.

Chan closed his eyes, leaning into his touch as a few tears slipped down his cheeks. "I really thought I lost you. Seeing you collapse like that scared the hell out of me. You kept asking for me before you passed out, and they wouldn't let me come with you."

"I know, Felix told me about what happened at the hospital," he said, and Chan laughed weakly. Minho caressed his cheeks, suddenly realizing that Chan must've bottled it all up to avoid making himself or the others feel even worse. "I'm here now, okay? I'm getting better," he assured him lovingly. Chan nodded and put on a brave smile, rolling his eyes at himself. "Oh, come here, you big baby," he teased him gently and pulled him back into his arms. He gently caressed his head as Chan sniffled into his shoulder and slowly calmed down. "Why didn't you come tomorrow? It's already late, and you must've been exhausted from practice. Also, didn’t you just get back home today?" he asked after a while.

"I really wanted to see you," he admitted, laughing at himself. "I took three days off..in case you want me to stay?"

"You did?" he asked surprised, and Chan pulled back, nodding at him.

"I mean, if it's too soon, I can take the next cab back and-," he was cut off by Minho's lips crashing against his. A surprised sound left his lips before he closed his eyes and kissed back sweetly. Pulling back, he rested his forehead against Minho's and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Hi there," he said softly.

“Hey,” Minho smiled and wrapped his arms around his neck. "I'd really like you to stay…if that hasn't made it clear."

"I think I got the message," he answered, smirking and pulling back enough to look into his eyes again. He flashed him a sweet smile and leaned in a little before searching his eyes, asking for approval. Minho nodded and leaned into his touch as Chan cupped his cheek with one hand, thumb brushing over his lips. Chan connected their lips again, and Minho sighed into it sweetly. He pulled him closer as their kiss deepened. Chan is slowly losing his composure in the moment. Minho seemed to feel the same way, hands gripping his sweater and pulling him in as close as he could. Chan's hand slipped beneath his sweater, fingers caressing his back. He kissed down Minho's neck, and the moment his lips brushed over that weak spot below his ear, a beautiful moan escaped the dancer's lips. Chan bit his lower lip and pulled back, going back to kissing his lips. "I think we should slow down."

"You started it," Minho mumbled against his lips.

"I know..but..fuck, Minho," he moaned between kisses as Minho's hand slipped beneath his sweater, fingers teasingly brushing over his nipple.

"A little sensitive, are we, Chan?" he smirked and squeaked in surprise as Chan lifted him up suddenly and carried him to his bed.

Minho crashed into the mattress, and Chan hit his head against his chin as he stumbled in the process. "Fuck, Channie, don’t be so eager," he groaned softly and started laughing.

Chan giggled and kissed his chin. "I'm sorry," he apologized, amused at himself. He tenderly brushed back Minho's hair and sank into his eyes as he braced himself next to his head. They didn't need words to know both of them were dying for physical touch, and before they knew it, their lips connected in another steamy kiss.

Minho's hand sank into Chan's curls, keeping him in place. His body craved him more and more as Chan brushed his pelvis against his. He moaned beautifully into the kiss, needing more. Chan put more of his weight on Minho, grinding against him slowly. Minho winced softly at his knee protesting and gently patted Chan's chest. "Wait," he gasped and opened his legs a little more.

Chan took the hint and gently grabbed his leg, wrapping it around his hips. "Better?" he asked so so gently, and Minho nodded, pulling him back into a passionate kiss. He started moving again, grinding down against him, already hard.

Minho moaned again, meeting his hips eagerly, and threw his head back as Chan worked out a rhythm. His full lips were back on his neck before he knew it and Minho was lost in the pleasure, paying no mind to their volume. His eyes fluttered closed as Chan bit down just below his ear, and he subconsciously pulled his hair, hard. Chan melted against him with a groan, remembering how much he loved getting his hair pulled. Minho's unoccupied hand gripped Chan's sweater tightly as he tried to steady himself.

Hearing how hard Minho tried to hold back his moans didn't make it easier for Chan. It reminded him of all the times they had taken a little risk. He was close already, the sensation of being so close to Minho again overwhelming him. "Min, baby, I'm -."

"I know," Minho gasped, a strangled groan left his throat. "Me too."

Chan's rhythm slowly started to falter as they chased their high. Minho held him as tight as he could. Suddenly, they heard footsteps on the stairs, and Chan exchanged a panicked look with him. "Did you lock the door?"

"Yeah," Chan nodded.

"Then don't you dare stop now," Minho told him, biting his lower lip hard as Chan picked up the pace again.

He tried kissing him to quiet his moans, but Minho was too far gone to give a shit about his volume. As the steps got closer to the top, Chan quickly covered Minho's mouth with his hand, which only seemed to increase the pleasure for him. He took a mental note of that.

"Minho, Chan, would you like some dinner?" Minho's mother suddenly asked, not very far from the door.

Chan's eyes widened, and he carefully took his hand off his mouth. "We'll be there in ten, mum," Minho said, trying to sound as normal as possible, and quickly covered his mouth with his own hand as another moan threatened to leave his mouth. His eyes rolled back at the intense pleasure coursing through his body, and he knew he'd cum soon. His other hand gripped the sheets tightly, and his whole body shook as he tried to hold back.

Chan watched him in amazement, he'd never get tired of that sight.

"Alright, I'll be done by then," she told them, and her steps got further away as she walked back downstairs.

"Yeah, me too," Minho groaned only for them to hear, making Chan giggle breathlessly. "Don't stop, Channie, please don't stop," he moaned. Not much later, he was arching up against him, eyes fluttering close as Chan's name left his mouth with a broken moan.

The sound of his name combined with Minho pulling at his hair was enough to send him over the edge as well. Chan buried his face in his shoulder and groaned as he spilled into his trousers. "Fuck, we're no better than a couple of horny teenagers," Chan groaned, slowly coming down from his high.

Minho chuckled blissfully. "Because deep down, we're exactly that."

Chan rolled off him and sighed softly, taking Minho's hand and intertwining their fingers. "Your mum really knows how to pick her moment."

"Just because you couldn't keep your dick in your pants," he snickered.

"Actually, I did," he reminded him.

"You're so fucking stupid," he said fondly with a chuckle and rolled his eyes at him.

"I missed being stupid with you," he confessed and Minho's eyes softened. His heart raced as a blush dusted his cheeks. "Now, let's go and clean up so we can have dinner. We have to behave, Min."

They grabbed some clothes to change into and went to his attached bathroom. Helping each other clean up might not have been their brightest idea because not long after they were kissing passionately, Minho pressed against the bathroom door. "Okay," he panted, placing his hand on Chan's chest. "We really need to stop now."

"You really make it hard looking so handsome," Chan teased.

"It?" Minho teased right back, and Chan closed his eyes, holding back a laugh.

Minho's mother noticed the change of clothes but quietly acknowledged it, watching them take their seats at the table. Minho's father had gotten back from work just in time. He seemed a little surprised to see Chan there but greeted him politely nevertheless. Her son seemed relaxed, and his smile was genuine as he poured Chan a drink. Chan looked at him with an adoring smile as he thanked him. She sat down with them and waved them off as they thanked her for the food. She watched them for another bit before finally daring to ask. "Did you two work it all out?"

Minho looked up from his bowl and glanced at Chan. "I-I think we did, yeah. He wrote a very long letter, so I called him, and here he is."

"Minho," Chan cringed softly.

"Fine, he poured his heart out on a three-page long handwritten letter, apologized way too much about being scared of commitment, and attached another letter filled with a lot of cute things about me in the end. I felt emotional and called him, and we talked it out, which made him feel like taking a cab and driving all the way here. We also-," Chan choked on his drink, listening to him ramble on. Minho gently patted his back before continuing. "-kissed. Stop looking at me like that. I tell my parents about everything."

"Everything?" he croaked.

"You pervert, obviously not everything," Minho exclaimed in protest and punched his arm.

"Hey!" Chan protested, laughing and shooting him a playful glare.

"We know too much already anyway," his father agreed.

"Dad," Minho groaned.

"He told me you were his favorite first kiss, first time, and first lover if that helps clear things up," Minho’s mom chimed in amused, and Minho's ears burned up.

"I…wait, that was your favorite first kiss?" he asked, confused. "How unromantic."

"Excuse you, it hadn't been my idea to kiss. I just went with it," Minho pointed out, and now it was Chan's turn to blush. "Just because you can't stay serious whilst working and get ridiculously touch-starved and horny."

"Ookayy, that's enough personal information for one evening, thank you very much," Chan stopped him and glanced at Minho's parents, who watched them, still very amused.

"There's more where that came from," he reminded him.

"I bet," Chan snorted.

Minho stuck out his tongue before focusing back on his dinner. "Anyway, he'll be staying for the next three days if that's okay with you."

"Sure," she nodded, agreeing. "Since you two are back to acting like an old married couple, I guess everything's alright again."

"We..really?" Chan asked, and she nodded simply.

"She says we tease each other a lot. That's how she picked up on me having a crush on you in the first place," Minho clarified, making Chan giggle.

"Fair point."

"I just hope you're ready to stand up for what you have now," she told him kindly. "I don't want my son to get hurt like this again."

"Mum," Minho said softly, shaking his head as Chan put down his glass.

"Your mother has a point, Min. You came here completely wrecked," his father reminded him.

Chan took Minho's hand and swallowed hard, looking at Minho's parents before looking back at him. "I know I messed up, and I'll do everything to make it right again."

"Channie, there's no need," Minho told him gently.

"No, they're right. I hurt you badly, and I'm ashamed of it. I told you, you deserve better, and I intend to be that better person for you," he said. "Because you're amazing, Min, and I don't deserve you or your love. I can't thank you enough for giving me another chance," he said, and Minho's face softened. "I promise I won't leave you behind again."

Minho smiled shyly and squeezed his hand. "Shut up, okay?"

"Min, he's being sincere," his father sighed.

"I know, but I refuse to cry at dinner," he announced, and Chan giggled softly. "You can have mine, by the way," he said, shoving over his plate.

"Minho, dear, are you sure? Already?" his mother asked worriedly.

"I'm full, mum," he told her. "I don't want to stuff myself."

Chan nodded gently. "I'll make sure to keep an eye on it while I'm here," he said, which seemed to satisfy Minho's parents.

Later that night, they were in Minho's bed again, cuddled up beneath the blankets this time. Chan's head was resting on his chest as Minho played with his curls. Minho leaned down a little and kissed his head softly, smiling as Chan cuddled into him even more. "You tired yet?" he asked gently.

"Mhm," he hummed drowsily. "S'okay if I sleep like this?"

"Of course," he assured him gently and continued the soothing movements, playing with his hair. Not long after, Chan seemed to be in a deep sleep on his chest, his arm lazily thrown over his stomach. Minho reached for his phone and opened his camera. He loved seeing Channie asleep. He always looked so soft and at peace, and today was no different. Thinking for a moment, he decided to take a picture and smiled into the camera, his other hand tangled into Chan's dark curls. He looked at it for a bit before smirking to himself as he had an idea. Glancing at Chan to see if he was still asleep, he sent the picture to the group chat with two red hearts as a caption. Smiling to himself, he put his phone aside, knowing he wouldn't be able to not laugh at their younger members' reaction and wake up Chan.

Minho got comfortable and fell asleep with a soft smile on his face, finally feeling at peace again.

He woke up the next morning as Chan started planting tiny kisses all over his face. "Channie," he whined sleepily.

"Wake up, baby," he spoke softly and ignored the grumpy groan leaving his lips. "I made you some breakfast, come on."

Minho sighed softly and turned to his side with a small grunt. Chan started tickling him, and Minho squeaked in protest, sitting up suddenly wide awake. "Chan! No, stop!" He squirmed away from him and giggled softly as Chan pulled him into his lap. "You're so mean," he sighed and leaned back against him, turning his head and hiding his face in his neck.

Chan laughed adoringly and wrapped his arms around him. "Morning, baby."

"Morning, love," he said, voice still a little raspy from sleeping. He rubbed his eyes tiredly and shifted a little to the side to cuddle up properly in his arms. "Is my mum already gone?"

Chan hummed gently. "I assured her she could go to work even though you're home."

"She really doesn't have to stay home with me. I told her I’m fine," Minho agreed. "What's for breakfast?" he asked curiously.

"I made you some eggs and toast since you still have to go slow," he told him, and Minho hummed appreciatively.

"Thanks, love," he said softly and pulled back, looking at him, still a little sleepily.

"You're very welcome," he smiled and gave him a kiss. Minho cuddled back into him, giggling softly as Chan started feeding him in between taking some bites for himself.

"Are you sure you can't stay longer?" he teased.

He laughed and fed him another bite. "I wish I could…but I have to get back for a video shoot."

"Huh?" he asked confused. "What video?"

"For a new song," he told him.

"No shit Sherlock, what song?" he asked, laughing.

"Uhm, just a little something I may have written last week…and Hyunjin added in some bits," Chan said as casually as possible, but Minho didn't buy it.

"Stop being so secretive, Channie. I want to know," he pouted at him.

"Finish your breakfast first, okay?" he asked, chuckling nervously.

Minho frowned but accepted another bite. "What did you do?" he asked amused, remembering how nervous Chan was when he asked him to record Drive with him. Only to fuck his brains out right after recording the song. So much for being shy.

"I might have written a song or two about you and how I feel about you," he finally confessed, and Minho's eyes widened.

"You-what?!" he asked louder than he had intended to, covering his mouth in shock.

"Don't make me repeat it," he whined and hid his face in his hands as he started blushing. "It may not seem like it, but I couldn't stop thinking about you."

"Show me," Minho urged him.

"I shouldn't have said that it's about you. Now it's even more embarrassing," he cringed at himself.

"Even more…Channie, did you write another sexy song trying to hide its true meaning and failing miserably at it?" he asked, laughing.

“More like two?” Minho blinked at him, too stunned to speak. “One of them is a solo song. I’m keeping it stored away with yours for now.”

“And the other one is with Hyunjin?” he asked curiously.

"It's the video concept they came up with for it that's making me nervous. I'll be performing with Hyunjin and..at some point, he's choking me, and I'll choke him as well," he explained.

"Oh, he's great at that," Minho commented, absentmindedly and more so to himself.

"What?!" Chan panicked, hearing his words. Minho realized his statement was indeed heard by Chan and clarified his thoughts.

"I meant performing that type of stuff. I can't judge his choking abilities since I've never found myself in that situation with him. You'll have to ask Felix or just tell me yourself," he smirked, loving how Chan squirmed.

"Minhoo," he whined as he giggled at him.

"Sorry, I'll stop teasing now," he grinned and took Chan's hands away from his face. "Show me the song, pretty please? I'm curious." His eyes somehow sparkled and Chan conceded with a small whine.

Chan grabbed his phone and connected it with his headphones, handing one to Minho. He exhaled defeatedly and pressed play. The song started with heavy breathing, and Minho raised his eyebrows at him. After the first line, Minho stopped the song.

" ‘I cannot breathe without you being right by my side, I'll die’? You seemed just fine the past couple of weeks," he commented, and Chan groaned softly, making him smirk. He hugged him, laughing as the line 'Hold me tight, right now' rang through his ears. Chan hid his face in his chest, cursing him to stop being such a tease. He continued listening, his neck and ears beginning to display a soft pink from remembering Chan wrote this about him. "You want me to tell you I hate you?" he asked, getting confused.

"Well, I'd rather hear that than nothing at all," Chan mumbled, clearly embarrassed. Minho chuckled, patting his back.

Minho started humming along to the tune, closely listening to the lyrics. "You can't leave me alone…how possessive."

"Min!" Chan punched his arm and laughed.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he giggled and grabbed Chan's phone. "Give me yours. I'll listen to it again, fully focused now."

Chan handed him the other headphone and leaned back against the headboard of Minho's bed. He grabbed a pillow and hugged it close, hiding behind it, only peeking at him over the edge of it.

Minho turned up the volume to the point Chan could listen in and closely this time. A soft blush slowly settled on his cheeks, and his eyes widened a little. It wasn't only the lyrics but combined with the heavy breathing and Chan basically moaning into his microphone really got his attention. Something about Chan's voice pulled him in, and he couldn't tune out the slight rasp. It reminded him of something else entirely, and once the song ended, he looked at Chan with wide eyes. "You have a raw version of this?"

"Y-yeah?" Chan responded nervously and showed him where to find it.

Minho raised the volume even higher and listened, feeling his ears burning up as well. His lips parted at the sound of Chan's voice, and he blinked at him.

"What is it? You're making me anxious," he groaned and held up the pillow, ready to hit him.

"I really love your vocals in this one," Minho confessed, and Chan blushed instantly. "Like…it's so smooth but kind of raspy at the same time. Just like when you try to seduce me or like right after I ate you ou-," he wasn't able to finish his sentence as the pillow hit his face, followed by Chan throwing himself against him. "Hey! You can't blame me for that."

They struggled for a moment before Minho found himself beneath Chan. "You can't say stuff like that two days before I have to shoot the video for it."

"You shouldn't be singing like that then," Minho defended himself. "I love the song Channie. You sing it beautifully. It just kinda turns me on."

Chan stared at him dumbly for a moment, trying to comprehend what he just said. "It does?"

"Oh, come on, you know I love your voice," he squirmed softly as Chan grabbed his wrists and pinned them down above his head. A surprised gasp left his lips as Chan leaned down and connected them with his own for a kiss. Minho kissed back longingly until Chan's hand slipped beneath his shirt and roamed up his stomach. "Love, wait," he stopped him, and Chan did almost immediately. "Uh, can..can you close the curtains?"

Chan got up and did as he said, knowing he was worried one of his neighbors would see them. Turning around, Minho was sitting against the headboard, his shirt pulled back down, and fidgeted with the fabric of his sweatpants. Chan didn't need to ask to notice he was anxious about something. "Minho baby?" he asked very softly and sat down on the bed, facing him. Minho hummed, not looking up, until Chan reached out and carefully took his hand. "Want to tell me what's going on behind your beautiful eyes?"

Minho smiled weakly and shook his head. "It's stupid."

"I don't mind," he shrugged and fondled the back of his hand with his thumb.

"I..I'm not comfortable with myself now. I feel like I'm not enough for you. I lost some weight, my knee is fucked up, and…somehow that only leads to me overthinking that stupid scar again," he told him honestly and found nothing but understanding in his eyes.

"We don't have to do anything you don't like," he assured him.

Minho chewed on his lower lip anxiously until Chan gently eased it out from between his teeth. "The thing is, I really want to..I just-," he groaned at himself and rolled his eyes. "Told you it's stupid."

"No, no, it isn't at all," he told him and thought for a moment. "What if we switch it up a little?"

"Huh?" he frowned.

"If I'm the one riding you today," he started, and Minho's intrigued look made him blush already. "You could technically leave your shirt on no matter what we do. But we’ll do it only if it makes you more comfortable. Neither of us would see how fucked up your knee is either," he said, putting a slight tease at the last part, repeating his words from before.

"Have you-Did you ever, you know..," Minho stumbled over his words.

"I've never been on the receiving end like that, no," he shook his head.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" he asked worriedly. "You don't have to force yourself just because I'm caught up in my thoughts right now."

"I trust you," he told him gently.

"It'll be a lot different from my tongue and fingers," he reminded him.

"You were the first one I let do that as well. I trust you with this, Min," he said gently.

"Oh," he nodded dumbly. He had his suspicions about being the first to do that to Chan, but he had never been sure. Thinking about how crazy he had driven him before with just his fingers and tongue excited him to see how Chan would look with him buried inside of him. "I have some lube, but I don't think I have any condoms around."

"I don't care," Chan shrugged. "I haven't had sex with anyone else since we started. I’m clean."

"Me too. Felix and I talked it through later," he chuckled and squinted his eyes at him. "Are you sure you want it a little messy for your first time?"

"If you keep on asking questions like that, I'll be hard before you touch me," Chan said and made Minho giggle. "We'll be alone for long enough, right?"

"Worried you can't keep your mouth shut?" he teased.

"I don't like keeping my mouth shut," he grinned. "Not after what you said about my voice earlier."

"Cheeky, but no. My parents won't be back for hours, so don't worry," he chuckled before hopping off the bed and pulling Chan off as well. He got a huge, soft blanket from his closet and threw it at him. "Cover the bed with that, please. I'll go get the lube."

Chan covered the bed with the blanket, bending over to push it beneath the mattress at the corners so it'd stay in place. He flinched in surprise as Minho suddenly slapped his butt. "Typical," he laughed and smiled to himself as Minho stepped behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist. He leaned back against him and covered Minho's smaller hands with his own. "How do you want me?" he asked quietly, suddenly feeling slightly nervous.

Minho planted a soft kiss on the back of his neck and intertwined their fingers. "Depends on what's more comfortable for you. You want to see what I'm doing?"

"I think so, yeah," he nodded, agreeing.

"Then on your back," he told him and decided he'd focus on Chan's well-being instead of listening to his stupid insecurities.

"Are you sure?" he asked gently, turning in his hold, and searching his eyes.

"I trust you," Minho answered, and Chan's face softened with a smile that made his dimples appear. His heart skipped a beat, looking deeply into his eyes, which radiated nothing but warmth. "You're so cute sometimes," he smiled and cupped his face. "And so pretty," he added before kissing him very sweetly.

Chan kissed back with a gentle hum and wrapped his arms loosely around his hips.

Minho held him close as they kissed, walking him towards the bed until Chan could feel it against the back of his knees. He took a step back and helped Chan out of his shirt before removing his own. Chan's sweatpants followed, and this time, Chan helped Minho.

He glanced at his knee and tried not to sound too worried as he spoke up. "Do you want me to tape it before?"

Minho needed a moment to think before nodding. "Probably better." He sat down at the edge of the bed and let Chan do exactly that, trying not to look at the damage too much. Minho watched him, stunned as Chan didn't hurt him once. Unlike Minho, who somehow is prone to hurt himself while doing the same thing. He smiled and softly brushed back his curls once he was done. "Thank you, Channie darling."

"Of course, baby," he smiled softly and put the tape aside again.

"Now come here," he said gently, making room for him on the bed.

Chp.13 | Chp. 15

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finkinthisfrew · 9 months

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Anything (Pt.8)

cw: sexual tension and horniness, erection, being naked together

Chapter 8 I shut the door to my apartment and leaned my back against it, my lips still tingling from the kiss we shared before Matty hopped into a cab to get to his meeting which he was now late for. He had changed back into his date clothes from the night before, leaving his hoodie and sweatpants behind.

We'd spent the rest of the morning in bed cuddling while chatting, laughing and eating cereal. Eventually, after much protesting from Matty, I convinced him not to cancel his day of meetings and interviews. He obliged only after I promised him I'd come over for dinner later that evening.

I walked back upstairs, still in a daze, and started making my bed. I had once again been lost in thought when I heard my phone buzz on my nightstand.

I'm not particularly enjoying being apart from you :(

My heart fluttered as I read his text and my phone buzzed again.

If you get out of the studio early, will you please come straight to mine?

I couldn't help but smile at his eagerness. It wasn't just that it was flattering, but something about his unabashed honesty was so comforting. He wasn't afraid of this, which helped me feel unafraid too. I sat down on the edge of my bed and began to type.

I'm also not enjoying being apart from you :( I want to come over straight after, I really do, but I need to go home to shower and change out of my studio clothes first. If I don't... well, if you saw me like that then let's just say you'd probably enjoy being apart more lol

It didn't take long for Matty to respond.

You could sprout a tail and 3 extra heads and I'd still be utterly obsessed with you. Come over straight after- you can wash up at mine. If it helps I promise I won't look at you when you first get here (that's a lie btw)

I rolled my eyes at his message and I couldn't help but giggle- he was so funny and clever. As I began to type a response, I got another text from him.

Not to pressure you. Sorry, I'm being very selfish here. I've just got a bit of a crush, that's all :)

I took a moment to think before I wrote my next couple messages.

Wellllllll, when you put it like that... as long as you don't mind me taking a quick shower at yours before we eat then sure, I'd love to :)

I can text you when I'm heading over. I'll probably be done by 5:30/6:00 pm- maybe even sooner. Should only take me 15 min to get to your place from the studio

I couldn't help but blush when I read his response.

Amazing. See you then <3 Text me whenever you miss me plz

The little heart emoji made me shimmy with giddiness. I was so excited to see him again- and we'd only been apart for... three minutes? Four? It felt insane, but the connection we had felt so deep so immediately. I hopped up from my bed, running to my wardrobe to get dressed as quickly as possible so I could get to the studio right away. The sooner I got my work done, the sooner I'd be able to see Matty again.

The next several hours I spent at the studio working on a new piece as well as finishing up some older ones. Somehow, by some miracle, the day had flown by and I'd finished just a few minutes after 5 pm.

We'd texted throughout the day, updating each other when we found time, but we could both tell we were missing each other desperately already.

As soon as I finished loading my last piece into the kiln, I sent Matty a text letting him know I was heading over and I all but ran out of the building and onto the tube.

I didn't even care that I was covered head to toe in dried clay and glaze with my hair in a dishevelled little bun on the top of my head. I looked my absolute worst, and somehow I felt my best the second I opened Matty's door, which he'd let me know was unlocked. Jogging up his steps, I called out his name. As soon as I reached the top of the steps I barely saw Matty appear before I was swept up in his arms, enveloped in a deep and longing kiss. I greedily kissed him back, which only made him kiss me harder. Our hands ran over each other urgently, taking in each other's presence in every possible way. We tried to break off the kiss after several minutes of making out, but failed every time, going back for more as if we'd been starved of each other.

The sound of a timer going off eventually convinced us to stop, earning a grunt of annoyance from Matty.

"One moment, stay right here," he said before disappearing down the hallway. "Stay perfectly where you are, darling," I heard him yell from the kitchen. Reappearing moments later with his arms already reaching out for me, we pulled towards each other like magnets, embracing once again. After a few more moments of passionate kissing, I pulled away.

"Before we continue," I said giggling as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my face all over, "I really want to take a quick shower. Do you mind?"

He was just kissing my neck, sending tingles down my spine and making me shiver, when he retreated and said, "Actually, I hope you don't mind, but I had something else in mind for you... follow me."

We walked into his bedroom hand in hand. Then he pushed open his bathroom door, revealing a bathtub full of thick foamy bubbles and candles lit all over. A plush white bathrobe hung on the wall, and a bottle of wine with a large wine glass sat on the stool next to the tub.

I was speechless.

"Hopefully you have everything you need, but if not, just give us a shout and I'll grab you whatever you need. I'll be in the kitchen when you're done," he said giving my hand a squeeze. He leaned down and kissed the side of my nose, to which I turned to face him fully before taking his face in both my hands and kissing him on the lips.

"Thank you," I said softly.

He looked at me sweetly so happy with my reaction as he walked out the door, our fingers parting only when our arms could no longer reach. As he began to close the door, he paused saying, "It's such a comfort to have you here in my home, knowing you're just down the hall... It's really lovely to be home together."

I smiled back at him as he shut the door behind him.

I walked over to the sink and washed my face and cleaned my fingernails of the caked-on clay. I slowly peeled off my clothes, reflecting on what Matty said. I felt so at peace knowing he was here. This wasn't my home, but I felt at home here, because he was here.

I lowered myself into the tub, enveloping myself in the lavender-scented suds. The water was the perfect temperature, soothing my sore body which ached from hunching over the pottery wheel for so long. I poured myself a glass of the chilled wine and sunk deeper into the suds.

My mind drifted back to the last memory I had of Matty in this bathroom- soaked from spraying each other with the showerhead, his shirt clinging to his muscled and toned body, water dripping from his damp curls onto his parted lips. I remembered the tension I'd felt at that moment- the tension we felt. I remembered his face perfectly, the way he looked at my lips, then back into my eyes, panting slightly from our water fight. If I hadn't been so nervous... I wondered what would have happened.

I let myself steep in that memory, and after a while, I couldn't tell if I was getting hot from the bathtub water, or from the memory itself.

Without thinking, I called out Matty's name. He appeared at the door a few moments later, his head poking in. "Yes, darling?" he asked, averting his eyes for my own modesty.

"It's okay, you can look. I think you put enough bubbles in here for a months worth of baths," I said with a lighthearted laugh.

He allowed his eyes to slowly turn and look at me laying in the bath, bubbles covering everything below my collarbone.

"Fuck..." he said to himself quietly. "You are painfully gorgeous, Anna."

I blush at his candidness. "Thank you, Matty." I tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear before remembering why I called him in in the first place.

"Are you doing anything super involved in the kitchen right now, or would you possibly want to keep me some company?" I asked.

He all but skipped over to the stool next to the tub and sat down, leaning in to kiss me.

"Of course, darling. Anything for you." He said as he rolled up the sleeves of the flannel shirt he wore. I could see a spatter of red sauce from whatever he'd been cooking staining his shirt underneath.

He saw me notice his soiled shirt, face turning red as he said "Things got a bit more involved in the kitchen than I anticipated."

"Actually, I was wondering... if maybe you'd like to join me?" I asked, my boldness faltering only briefly from the sweetness of our kiss.

He blinked at me, processing what I'd just asked him.

"It seems like you could do with a soak too," I added tentatively, gesturing at his shirt, my voice a question mark.

"Are you sure?" He asked. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

I smiled at him. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't want it. I promise."

"Well as long as you're sure..." he pulled his flannel off as he stood up to undress.

I looked away as he pulled his stained t-shirt off, allowing him some privacy while undressing. I could feel his eyes on me, his movements measured from the corner of my eye, watching to make sure I was okay with every step he took.

He lowered himself slowly into the tub across from me. The tub was wide enough that we could both lay with our legs stretched out side by side. Matty gently lifted one of my legs to rest on his chest and began to rub my foot. My eyes practically rolled back into my head from bliss. I sighed audibly.

"Now there's a sound I could live for," he said with a smile.

I frowned from pleasure, my eyes closing.

"Are you sure you're not an angel, Matty? You treat me way too well- if you keep this up I don't know what I'll do without you once my placement ends."

Matty's hands paused for a moment. He fell silent, and I wondered if I'd said something wrong.

"I know it's quite irresponsible, but can we pretend that you aren't leaving in a few months? Just for tonight?" He returned to rubbing my foot, looking me straight in the eyes. "I don't think I can think about that right now. Actually, I don't think I can think about it ever, but just for this one evening... I want to imagine this never has to end."

I couldn't tell if my heart had stopped, or was beating so fast that I could no longer feel it.

"Is that okay with you?" He asked, a look of innocence on his face.

"Of course," I said with sympathy, because I knew exactly what he meant, and I felt exactly the same way.

He kissed my big toe with a giant grin, making me laugh.

I sunk deeper into tub, relaxing, admiring the crinkles beside Matty's eyes as he smiled, taking extra time to memorize each one. I loved the way his eyes squinted when he smiled, the way he always spoke so earnestly with me. I loved that he always asked for consent. I loved how he would get carried away with his excitement, then always pedalled back to make sure I was in the same place as him. And I always was. I'd never fallen into step with someone like this before, every stride matching. I had never felt so safe with someone before. Or so turned on.

"Matty," I said, sitting upright, leaning towards him.

"Yes, dear?" He answered, eyebrows risen innocently.

"Kiss me. Please?"

"Anything for you." He said, rising from the tub, suds slowly dripping down his tattooed chest.

Our lips met, heat radiating from each other, dampness from the steam of the bath and our sweat intermingling. Our tongues met, dancing lightly with each other at first, then building intensity the longer we kissed.

I wrapped my arms around his naked torso, running my hands over his back, skin soft and slippery from the water. He gently placed one hand on the back of my neck, the other around my waist under water.

I couldn't get close enough to him, shifting myself onto my knees and straddling him, sitting down on his stomach as he reclined.

I was hungry for more. I kissed him deeper, and he pulled me in close against him in response, our bodies now touching everywhere.

"Is this okay?" He asked breathlessly, pulling away briefly to check in with me. I was so touched by his concern, which only made me want him more. I kissed his cheek, his jaw, then nibbled his ear. He moaned softly.

"Yes. Very, very okay." I said, my lips returning to his. We kissed even deeper, heat building.

He kissed me with even more intention now, his strong hands grasping at my hips. I ran my nails down his back, to which he responded "Fuck, Anna. I can't get enough of you."

I felt bold, so I pulled away, looked him dead in the eye and said, "So have me. Have all of me."

With that I shimmied further down his body, his erection now hard against my backside. I watched Matty's jaw drop as he processed what I'd just said and done. I maintained eye contact with him as I did it.

"... are you sure?" He asked slowly. "I don't want you to feel pressured to do anything just because I've got a bit excited."

I shook my head. "I mean it. I want you."

He shook his head in disbelief, eyes glazed with passion, "I need you." before he pulled me in with full force.

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yknati · 2 years

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I wrote this story at school a few years ago and then published it on Wattpad afterwards. I thought I'd try something new to see if it got as many views here.

The entire story was written by me and then translated on Google Translate

!! There could be spelling mistakes !!

Y/N moved to Daegu to start over after the death of her mother. Unfortunately, a randomly observed murder thwarted her plans. Kidnapped by the mafia, she also reunites with her old high school friend, Min Yoongi. But shortly after their union, he has to fight with a new group of unknown assassins who will soon make his life hell....

Pt. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26

Black Swans Heart Pt. 1

Y/N POV:

I slowly walked the streets of Daegu.

The setting sun warmed my back. I looked around again.

I just moved here from Busan 4 weeks ago. I even had a job at Starbucks and a small rented apartment.

My new beginning was to begin in this city, because my mother died in a traffic accident a good six months ago. I only had my father.

It was very difficult for him to let me go, but I had to leave Busan. Everything there reminded me of her: the paths we walked together at the weekend, the nice cashier she used to chat with, the house in whom we had lived together for 25 years...simply everything. But that was different now.

Everything was new now.

I was able to fill everything here with good memories. I continued on my way.

It was still a long way to my house, but I didn't mind. The warm summer air blew around my nose and spread the scent of the fresh gas.

My black skirt blew slightly in the wind. I passed a meadow and watched the mothers with their children. A deep sadness came over me for a moment, but it was gone as quickly as it came. The sun slowly disappeared behind the horizon. Night came faster than expected, but I was home soon.

Humming, I turned into the small side street at the end of which my block of flats stood.

The wind blew through the alleyways again as it blew a kind of painful moan towards me. I paused and listened again. Nothing.

I must have been wrong

I thought to myself and was about to go on when I heard it again. I stopped abruptly: "H-Hello?!" I leaned back slightly to be able to see into the further alley next to me, from which the noise seemed to be coming.

A soft scream made me tremble. Someone was in trouble. Maybe an old man who had fallen?! Without thinking, I walked into the alley. It was even darker here. But I tuned that out completely when I heard someone being hit.

Oh God a fight?!

I quickly walked on. In the distance I could see a person standing. no Two people...or three? Someone appeared to be lying on the floor.

"Well what now huh? Now you don't open your mouth like that anymore!?", one of the men hissed at the one lying on the ground. I clung to the wall.

It felt like I'd landed in a teenage crime thriller.

Now only the guns and the blood were missing.

But just as I was finishing that thought, I noticed the strong, iron-like odor. I turned pale. Not. Seriously. Suddenly the man on the ground whined, "Please, I-I didn't know he was one of you.....please forgive me-me."

A click could be heard. no

In earnest?!

I'd seen enough action movies to know what that was. A weapon. Definitely a weapon. I took a few steps back.

These guys have a gun. If-if they see me here then.....

A shot.

"I hope you go to hell," the other man spoke. In the dim light, I could tell he was quite a bit shorter than his accomplice. I walked back even further.

I slowly felt my way back along the wall. And now I really felt like I was in one of those predictable whodunits because my metal watch scratched the wall.

"Jimin, I think there's someone there," both of them turned in my direction in a flash.

When they spotted me, they rushed at me.

With a scream I turned and ran as fast as my legs could carry me. Only a few meters to the end of the gutter. Suddenly a hand was on my shoulder and pulled me back. A hectic gasp escaped me.

,,No Please. I won't say anything.....", the man held a cloth in front of my mouth. He must have put something on it, because as soon as I sniffed it my eyes got heavy.

Everything got even blacker as I felt my legs lift off the floor. I only felt the warmth of two arms around me before I finally fell asleep.

#bts suga #min yoongi #bts ff #bangta boys #kpop #yoongi #suga bts #min yoongi ff #min yoongi x y/n #mafia boss #mafia romance

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amiharana · 1 year

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BTS BOTW AU OMG WHAT??? pls share with the class immediately

LMFAODJFNKD it's honestly not even that interesting

back in 2019, i was writing for taegi week and the last day was a free day, and at the time i was still in my baby revalinker phase so i decided i wanted to write the most self-indulgent bts x botw au in which bts members took the places of botw characters. i actually had a tumblr post drafted to talk about this, but i guess we'll talk about it here now! in the case you are familiar with bts while also being a botw player, this could be of some interest to you.

i never actually got very far in writing it out (because i was 15 and school was beating my ass), but after reviewing the two unfinished drafts and the conceptual outlining style i do on every post, i remembered that i planned to rewrite the mount lanayru-calamity awakening memory with bts members as well as putting the revalink dynamic in there

please don't laugh i was 15 when i wrote this LMFAODJFKFJKD i don't plan on showing you what the unfinished drafts look like because like i said, i never got very far in writing them so there's nothing of interest to really note in either of those

as you can from the pic, i wrote V/taehyung as revali and SUGA/yoongi as link. looking back on it now, i probably would not have chosen yoongi as link and i should have written taehyung as link and yoongi as revali because that makes more sense regarding their personalities, but i guess 15-year-old me was really set on that dynamic. other characters included:

RM/kim namjoon as princess zelda

park jimin as mipha

jeon jungkook as baby sidon LOL

j-hope/jung hoseok as daruk

jin/kim seokjin as urbosa

and *drumroll*

bang pd as king rhoam bosphoramus hyrule ✋😩

i'm going to assume most of my mutuals and followers are probably not familiar with bts, so i'll try to give you a quick rundown!

V (or kim taehyung) is one of the group's vocalists and is one of my biases, or favorite member :> he's been my bias since 2018 when i became a bts fan! (the other one is jungkook he's the one in my pfp KJDHFHJKD) he has this show recently called 'jinny's kitchen' but i haven't watched it yet because i've been busy with school 😭 but from the clips i've seen that shit is funnyyy. SUGA (or min yoongi) is one of the rappers and he's coming out with a new album called 'D-DAY' soon + just released a song called 'people pt 2' ft. iu! the first part of 'people' on his last album was a fawking banger.

revalink had to be taehyung and yoongi because this au was originally intended to be uploaded for taehyung and yoongi (taegi)'s ship week. i definitely didn't place them as revali and link correctly, but i think know why i made it that way? there used to be this huge stereotype against yoongi that he was really mean and cold-hearted, and i was and always have been against that stereotype because bro really isn't like that. he's a soft sweet and sensitive tangerine boy fr! and making yoongi as revali wouldn't help that cause so i did what had to be done. i do think that taehyung still a relatively good fit for revali though; they be dramatic gays fr

RM (or kim namjoon) is the leader of bts, one of the rappers, and is a really smart guy. bro has an IQ of 148 and was also once one of the top 1% of students in south korea. so naturally, i made him zelda, the figurehead of the champions and the representation of the triforce of wisdom. but i was thinking about this connection more the other day when i first was writing out the post to talk about this, and i think namjoon and botw zelda actually have quite a few parallels. if anyone is interested in hearing more, please send an ask or a dm or something because i don't wanna make this post longer 😭

jimin is one of the group's vocalists and is also an incredible dancer. he had a solo debut recently with the album 'face' and title track 'like crazy' which you guys should all check out! :) but the reason why i put jimin as mipha is because he studied contemporary dance in high school and his personal style of dance tends to be very fluid and graceful, and like. do y'all see the connection lmao. mipha, being a zora in a watery domain? thus also being very fluid and graceful in her movements? TEEHEE

jungkook is the youngest member of the group another one of the vocalists and dancers, is my boyfriend and is Thee Golden Boy of K-pop and also the world. sidon being a baby pre-calamity and also everyone in general both in-game and online being obsessed with how boyfriend sidon is, as well as how polite and goofy jungkook is... i think the connection between jungkook and sidon is very clearly there LOL i also just didn't know how to include him in the story because i felt that jungkook just didn't fit into the personality of the other champions. if i had the chance to rewrite this au, i would have had jungkook as link because jungkook is so Main Character Vibes, and then taekook (taehyung and jungkook) would literally be revalink

back then, i remember having a difficult time trying to place who would be daruk and urbosa, but i think i made the right call with hoseok and jin. j-hope (or jung hoseok) is one of bts's rappers and is known as the sunshine of the group because he's just so energetic and positive, and i think that definitely matches with daruk's jovial and encouraging disposition. jin (kim seokjin) is one of the vocalists and is the eldest in the group, and as the kind of like "older brother" figure, he takes care of everyone in the group in a way that's different from how namjoon is as the leader y'know? i think urbosa fills that role for the champions because i personally think she might be the oldest of the group (daruk gives man in his 50s lowkey so i'm like hmmm) and takes care of them in a way that isn't the same as leading.

as for king rhoam bosphoramus hyrule... bang pd (or producer bang sihyuk) is the founder of the company bts is under and is the chairman of the label that bts eventually created. he is, in that sense, the "guy who made bts." he kind of has this fatherly relationship to the rest of bts, but that's where the similarities between him and king rhoam end LOL because rhoam is kind of an asshole who puts too much pressure on zelda and assembles the champions as his own tools to save the country, while bang pd is just this super chill guy who unlike other kpop ceos tends to stay out of the limelight and really just has a passion for making good music. but i thought it would be funny to emphasize a fatherly relationship between namjoon and bang pd KDJHFDKF

there's so many implied dynamics that could go here between the bts members as champions. like for one, taehyung and jimin are regarded as soulmate-besties in the bts fandom, so the implication that revali (taehyung) and mipha (jimin) are soulmate-besties is Feeding tf out of my brainworms like hell yeah. daruk and urbosa shenanigans are gonna line up perfectly with hoseok and jin's dynamic. NAMJOON (zelda) HAVING FEELINGS FOR YOONGI (link)? also lines up, these hoes have been living together for 10+ years and namjoon was practically proposing to yoongi in that one 'respect' performance.

idk.... maybe i'll come back to this, workshop it, and actually write it one day haha!

#revalink #loz #botw #loz botw #legend of zelda #amihan's revalinkverse #ask #cryiling #botw x bts #i know most of this was just me talking about why i chose certain bts members as botw characters #but idk what else to tell y'all about rewriting a scene LMAO u know how it goes down #rewriting it with bts members will probably only have a significant impact on armys tbh #also i'm looking at the outline doc again and my best idea out of this entire au #was mixing the names of the divine beasts with bt21 characters #vah ruta? i've never heard of her i only know vah chima #vah metah.... vah rajoris..... vah rumang.....#for my non-kpop/bts mutuals and followers #you are welcome to ask any questions about anything i just said i know it was a lot

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leossmoonn · 2 years

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—logan concept—

he is your older brother's friend, one night you brother threw a party at your house, you don't want to be a part of it, but inevitally, you get hungry, when you go down to look for some food, some guys start mollesting you in the kitchen, but logan comes to the rescue and defends you from them.

YES SOME LOVE FOR MY BABY LOGAN

Also idk if you actually meant molesting but I wrote it as harassment

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You even brought food upstairs before the party, but you ate it all / wanted different food. So you spent 10 minutes debating whether it was worth it. You also had run out of water so yeah, you had to face the jackasses downstairs.

You change into sweatpants and t shirt, attempting to be invisible as you walk downstairs. You literally speed walk to your kitchen, gagging at all the couples making out as you go into your pantry and rummage for food.

After you get out of the pantry you’re cornered by 3 guys.

“Hey, you’re Luke’s sister, right?” One guy asks. “Yeah,” you say, trying to act unphased. “You’re pretty. He never mentioned that,” one of them smirks.

🤮🤮

“Thanks. If you don’t mind, I’m going to go back upstairs. Nice to meet you guys.” You try to walk away, but they trap yoi between them and the wall.

“You’re too pretty to let lose,” one guy says.

You’re about to throw the food in their faces when Logan, your knight and shining armor, grabs one of them by the collar and punches them.

“What the hell, Huntzberger?”

“Did your mom teach you those manners?” Logan asks, punching another one

You’re so shocked you drop your food lol. Logan then grabs your arm gently, pulling out away from the kitchen. And he picks your food up too and hands it back to you 😭😭

“You okay?” He asks. “Yeah. I had it handled,” you glare at him.

“Didn’t look like it. No offense, but there were three of them and one of you.”

“Yeah. Well, thanks. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going and not coming back until the party is over.”

Logan immediately likes your attitude and he follows you upstairs.

“What the hell? You’re worse than those guys!” You exclaim. “I’m not gonna try anything, I swear! Here, let me introduce myself. I’m Logan,” he holds his hands out. “No offense, but I don’t want to know any of my brother’s friends. Now, can you leave please?” You ask.

“Alright, I’ll leave. But if you are interested in me, then you can either come back downstairs or just call out my name and I’ll come to you,” he winks.

You’re like 🙄🙄 but 15 mins later you can’t stop thinking about him omg so you end up asking your brother for Logan’s number and Logan and you end up calling after he gets home hehe

#logan concepts #logan huntzberger x reader

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tetsunormous · 3 years

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Oddly Specific Vibes I get when I look at the HQ captains

mentions: Kuroo, Oikawa, Daichi, Bokuto, Ushijima, Kita, Futakuchi and Terushima

a/n: This is PURELY appearance based! I do this thing where I get random vibes from people so I just stared at pictures of the captains and wrote what I feel. This is all for jokes so don't come for me LMAO.

Kuroo

He gives me “I try to look edgy, but I actually watch kids cartoons for fun” vibes

Incredibly handsome, so fuckin hot, but it’s undeniable he oozes dork energy

I feel like if he were to eat a chipotle bowl, he wouldn’t mix it

When his face is resting, you’d think he’s taken and has experience with girls

When he laughs, you realize he’s not that intimidating

He prefers lollipops that are round rather than flat, for example, Chupa Chups

he probably prefers saucy wings over dry ones

Oikawa

He gives me “You can’t be mean to me. Your mom loves me!” vibes

twink

He uses hair mousse and spends 15 min every morning on it

Elf/fairy energy - idk why, but I could see him playing Puck in a school production of a midsummers night dream

He probably shimmies a lot when he dances around with his friends

He cuts up fruit into bite-sized cubes rather than chunks

Daichi

He gives me “yes, I have a savings account, don’t you?” vibes

He has a blackberry and complains about his fingers being too big to type on the keyboard

Would save a spot for his friend at the table

His go-to fast food place is probably Pita Pit, and he gets grilled chicken

He hates public speaking and presentations, but you would never know cause he puts on a brave face

Ushijima

He gives me “Don’t come up to me please” vibes

I think he has conversations in the mirror sometimes to try out different facial expression.

He eats super neatly and will eat everything on his plate, even if he doesn’t like it

Was a massive Caillou fan, hates the theory where he’s dead and his mom is just retelling his life

He’s superstitious, not overly annoying about it, but he will stop you from walking under a ladder

Bokuto

He gives me himbo vibes

He used to make puppets out of his socks instead of throwing them away whenever they would get holes in them

His favourite cereal is reeces puffs, and he drinks all the milk at the bottom of his bowl

He’s a fan of old school Selena Gomez and he knows all of ‘naturally’ by heart

He’s a big fan of Fatgum from MHA and he loves how he takes care of his interns

Futakuchi

He gives me “I’m sorry, did you get offended by my joke?” vibe

He’s allergic to shrimps and carries an epi-pen

Has tried to make a band with his friends in their parent’s garage, but it didn’t work out because he has no sense of rhythm

He really likes creamsicles

I think he gets uncomfortable when someone he doesn’t consider a close friend tries to touch him

Kita

He gives me “I help the elderly cross the street” vibes

Defiantly has a skincare routine, but he prefers to use products that are cruelty-free and has done google searches to ensure he’s not supporting any brand that tests on animals

He refers to his juniors as his younger siblings

He has a diary under his bed, and he writes in it every day, but each entry is colour coded depending on his mood

He wouldn’t explicitly tell the teacher about the homework they forgot to collect, but he will drop it off at their desk when he leaves for his next class

Terushima

He gives me “I talk about being a sex god, but I saw a boob for the first time last week” vibes

He makes girls mixtapes and burns them onto cds

He has a tiktok where he does the viral dances expect he only puts in effort in the sexual moves

He’s an “it’s not gay to kiss the homies goodnight” kinda bro

I think he was really good at the monkey bars when he was young, and he’d just hang upside down like a bat for funsies

lmk your thoughts! what are vibes you get from he captains <3

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lost-lepord-beaniewrites · 3 years

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𝙄 𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙄𝙑𝙀 𝙄𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐 . 𝙔𝘼𝙉𝙂 𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙒𝙊𝙉

❥︎ 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 : Jungwon × Fem!reader

❥︎ 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 : fluff

❥︎ 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 : 0.3k

❥︎ 𝙵𝚘𝚛 : @jungwon-luv-bot-pt3

❥︎ 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : typos except that none !

❥︎ 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 : @affectionaterainoflove @jays-real-girlfriend @coco-riki @minlighthyuk

❥︎ 𝙰/𝙽 : I'm sorry if this is bad. It's my first time writing in third person, I know it's bad, I swear I'll improve ! I wrote it in like 15 mins, Please spare me if it's bad 🙇‍♀️

Opening the door to his girlfriend's house jungwon was quite confused on how the loud cheerful house was suddenly so quite with no sound except from the air conditioner coming from the only room that had lights on.

Moving to the direction of the room he heard soft muffled cries which broke his heart because those belonged to his girlfriend. Without thinking twice he sprinted to the direction of her and gave a big hug.

This of course startled the poor girl. "Won ?" She asked with her hoarse voice resulting from crying, and rubbing her eyes. Jungwon wiped off her tears by his thumb while whispering "it's okay, baby" continuously.

She broke down even more hearing his voice "no, Won I'm screwed , I don't think I'll do well" she whispered. "No baby, you worked hard and you'll do great I believe in you" jungwon whispered back softly. Softly moving to her direction and giving her a big hug, he felt her calm down a little.

Staying in the position for a few minutes, jungwon broke the silence with "now let's take a break and eat something", she nodded while wiping her tears off with her hands. "Can I get a McDonald's ?" She asked softly.

Jungwon chuckled to himself before showing her his 1 million dollar smile before telling "of course baby, I was hoping you'd go for that, I wanted the same" and winked but failed miserably. Seeing this she smiled which made Won proud knowing his plan worked.

Both smiling now, ordered food from the said shop and happily had food together. She was really thankful to have someone like jungwon in her life who always never fails to make her smile, give her strength and confidence that she never knew she had until jungwon entered her life.

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mrskurono · 3 years

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in response to yesterday! i haven’t hyper fixated on mha in a min but i will definitely come to u whenever i have shiggy thots since he’s our sweet babyboy!

and ngl i recently been feeling kirishima 👉🏾👈🏾 he gives me cute puppy vibes that wanna please, no matter if it’s sexual or non sexual…. so i’m hopping right on the “kirishima love train” w you. move over!!

the name hawks give me ptsd /jjjj he’s been kicked off of my list of favs bc he’s kinda overrated and the fanon version of him makes me wanna vomit. i prefer gang orca nowadays 🤤

u reminded me of my love for broken (anime) men. my mommy kink comes before anything else bc !!!! my baby gyu from demon slayer. i’m not sure if u read the manga (i won’t spoil) but he is my baby!! i just want to hug, kiss his face all over & take care of him like it’s nobody’s business 🥺

speaking of mc’s that u like, have u watched/read tokyo’s revengers?? i think you’ll like takemichi. if u like the sweet and crybaby-ish type of mc’s

can u tell i’m excited???? LMAGSKDK

The wife is in love with mha so it's always there in the background. It's not really my favorite series but has some parts/characters I don't totally loathe 😂

Kiri train! 🚂 chu chu! He is the utterly bestest boi in the entire world and I don't take criticism! Kiri is built like a fucking dom but with the mind set of the perfect service top like- This man is gonna slobber all over you and eagerly await everything you bc he can't tell you know and nothings manlier than serving your lover like a goddess. Kiri is 1000/10 👌

I've virulently avoiding the mha fandom from day one. I simply won't interact with only mha writers or artist. And I sure as hell won't read fics unless my wife wrote them. So my image of Hawks has stayed pristine in my mind as the pretty bird man I wanna ship in his mouth birds make me go brrr (the gang orca thing I can't get. I'd take Selkie over him 🤷‍♀️)

You know...I'm starting think my love from bastard men was my mommy kink showing up even before I knew I had a mommy kink....huh, will you look at that, 15 yr old me had a mommy kink too 😂

Really gotta thoroughly read the kny manga. I've seen Gyu but I've like, read the cliff notes, kinda thing >.>" Genya was my real first crush. (yes Im aware what happens v.v) but I just have a weakness for bastard jackasses that look mean <333

Ugh I don't really like whiney characters 😫 Atsumu sulks in the locker room as a 26 yr old man one time, and I end up with one crush on fucking crybaby Izuku istg these aren't my type 😫😫😫 But if gonna be real my jackass side is coming out with Tokyo Rev and I'm flat out never gonna watch it. It's so hyped up and literally flooding everything that I just said fuck it I think the anime and manga style is so ugly (and the fans are as shitty as the mha ones it seems and like hell i need more of that shit 🙄) I don't know what you and all my other mutuals are doing but you guys keep doing it bc I enjoy seeing you piss off all those daddy dom readers who lewd all those gangly ass bitch boys 😂

#the anime is ok looking #but guys the manga is so weird looking #like one piece weird looking #idk maybe bc its popular i hate it #plus im not a gang theme kinda person and then whatever the fuck with time travel?#maybe in five hundred years when the fandom consists of exactly three people then i might watch it #i fought tooth and nail not to watch jjk either #my aunt bugged me for MONTHS to watch it and i was like nah i hate newer shit and the waves of people it brings in #to be fair as of rn i hate where the jjk story is so my intuition wasnt wrong XD #my personality trait is generally hating most things #rae will probably watch it though shes more open to different animes #im picky as shit #kale.♡#three.talks

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chokememcgrath · 4 years

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'Jealous.'

Pairing • Lena Luthor x Reader

Warnings / Notes • No warnings!! Other than a very jealous Lena and a very in love reader 😋💕 Also I wrote this in like 15 min if there are any errors I'm sorry

Words • 1,121

Tag List • @ahs-honey

Lena watches you pace back and forth from her spot on her couch. You coming over to her penthouse wasn't out of the ordinary since you two were best friends, but she has never seen you this nervous or worried before.

She takes another sip of her wine and she sits back, "Come here dear," she pats the spot on the couch beside her. "Tell me what's going on."

You furrow your eyebrows and chew your thumbnail before you take a deep breath and decide to listen. Walking over you plop down on the couch and lay your head on the back of it dramatically. It was one of the things Lena loved about you, she would never tell you that though, not in a million years.

"Tell me what's wrong?" Lena reaches over and she places a delicate hand on your thigh with a gently raised eyebrow.

You whine then, it shouldn't be so hard to just talk about it but you were nervous. "I..." You close your eyes and you shake your head for a moment. "Winn has... Set me up on a date because and I quote, I've been 'grumpy in the office.'"

Lena felt her heart drop into her stomach and she drinks the last of her wine as the overwhelming feeling of jealousy sits in her heart. "Oh... Well, why are you nervous about it? It's a date darling if you don't care for it then leave."

You frown deeply and your eyes open then, gazing at the ceiling "I've never been on a date before," Admitting things to Lena was just so easy, "I don't know what to do, what if they don't like me?"

Lena slides her hand up from your thigh and she grabs your hand. "I think them not liking you is quite impossible considering I'm a Luthor and I adore you."

A smile lights up your face and you turn your head to look at her then, Lena was beautiful, you had always thought so. It's what made this so hard, you didn't want to date someone random. You wanted her so bad. "Thank you, Lena" it's a whisper, and it's so quiet, but Lena heard it.

"I can help?" Lena suggests as she pours herself another glass of wine, making it her third and she drinks it down before simply leaving the glass on the countertop. "If you'd like I can help. I've been on dates, and I've had..." A rosy color covers her cheeks. "I can help."

You sit up a bit then and you turn so your body is facing her. "How so?"

Lena holds your hand delicately and she smiles. "Just... Pay attention okay?"

You nod rapidly and you swallow thickly as you feel her warm hand hold yours so softly. Like they fit together perfectly without even trying. "Okay."

Lena smiles brightly as you listen and she takes a deep breath glancing down at your hand, "When you see this person," Lena slides the fingers of her free hand over your palm and she looks back up into your eyes. "You need to capture their five senses."

The brunettes finger glides across your thumb and you're breathing halts for a moment as Lena continued to speak, she had completely rendered you speechless without even trying.

"Touch," Lena's long and sweet fingers skimmed up to your wrist. "Across their arms, their shoulders, or their cheeks." Her finger slides back down and she brushes against your index finger, keeping count in such an entrancing way.

"Scent," Lena's voice is so low now, so full of gravel that you weren't even sure if you were dreaming at this point. "Remind them of summer, and the feeling of the sun on their hot naked skin." The brunette breathes out before she looks down at your hand once more, caressing your middle finger.

"Sound," She glances back up at you and she smiles, "Your laugh, light and gentle." Lena licks her lips and she moves to your ring finger, sliding her own fingers up and down the digit.

"Sight," Lena blinks slowly and when her eyes flutter open the usual light color is diminished by a darker and more sultry gaze. "A look, that lingers, it promises so much more."

Lena moves closer and she could see the way that your chest was rising and falling, the brunette could feel the tremble in your hand and she could practically see your pulse thundering in your neck. "Finally." She glanced down at your lips as her fingers brush against your pinky.

"Yeah?" Your own voice didn't even sound like what you were so used to, there was a slight tilt in it, a curiosity, a want. You just wanted. Needed. And your voice exposed it. "Please go on?"

Lena smiles a bit and she licks her lips before her eyes capture yours. She started to lean in, her own heart rapidly beating in her chest, she knew this could be a bad idea and she could be rejected. She expected to be scorned, to be hurt.

"Taste." The brunette erases the rest of the distance and she flicks her tongue out from between her own dark red painted lips and she licks your top lip teasingly, before giving in and kissing you.

Your lips slide against hers smoothly, both eyes closing immediately as you felt her soft mouth against yours. The kiss felt intense, like the rush of riding a roller coaster. You drop your hand from her grip and you grasp her jaw with one hand and her neck with the other. Bringing her as close as you could. "Lena." It comes out breathy and it felt like a prayer.

"Hm?" The CEO pulled away just a bit and she licks the taste of you off of her lips. "There, I think that should help your date." She clears her throat and she shakes her head a bit trying to clear her mind.

"Lena." You take a few calming breaths. "Fuck the date. Just kiss me again."

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punkscowardschampions · 4 years

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Rio & Nancy

Rio: Have you started the comp sci homework? Nancy: Started like I've been staring a blank screen for the past 15 mins, yeah sure Rio: 😏 Rio: this is why I ask you and not Jun Rio: his 'did it the day it was set' just isn't relatable Rio: so we have to create malware/spyware detector...in theory, is this not like, showing us how to make the opposite, and make it less detectable Rio: don't mind me, just wondering if I can object on the ground of my ethics 💁 Nancy: if I was at my old school I definitely could've objected on the grounds of my smaller female brain Nancy: so it's worth a shot Rio: of course there's always that Rio: but the last thing I want is extra private lessons from Sir so Rio: it just gives me the creeps, rather leave it to the tech gods to keep me safe Nancy: he only thinks he wants a private lesson with you, he'd soon change his mind Rio: The trick is to hide the extra costs so they barely notice, know what I'm doing, thank you 😉 Nancy: you do, he's the clueless one 😉 it'd be sad if he wasn't miles older than all our parents Rio: Bless his cotton 🧦 Rio: he seriously is clueless to what he's started here Rio: I've already got some weird emails to my student account with fake links and nonsense Rio: have you? Nancy: no Nancy: what do you mean weird? Rio: you know, wrote like any other spam email except we aren't meant to get anything but school-related emails on these accounts and never have before so it's obviously not legit Rio: I'm not clicking the link, even though no doubt it's just some SHOCKING porn or whatever the lads think is hilarious 🙄 Nancy: 🙄 of COURSE Nancy: explains why I haven't gotten it, like Rio: Although a surprise 🍆 would be much more offensive to you, not how their minds work, when at all Rio: I'll ask Keish and Shan, but they might have a different project in their class Rio: not enough 🤓 friends Nancy: maybe they think I'll respond with some kind of terrifyingly HUGE strap on pictures to make them feel even more inadequate than they are Nancy: it's not the worst idea except for the necessary gathering of said pics would be really 😳🙈 Rio: *various phallic vegetables in a mandoline* Rio: yeah, it's definitely tempting to show they haven't done their own homework but I would need to finish mine first for that #flex so Nancy: it's my man-hating lesbian duty, after all Nancy: as is us working together to finish, in the spirit of girls supporting girls and not a purely selfish one on my part, like Rio: Hmm, we'll pretend coding isn't maths-based Rio: or that it's your forte, not mine 😏 Rio: I'm just so distracted rn Nancy: nothing academically based is my forte, which explains me being distracted, why are you? Nancy: other than the prospect of porn, obviously Rio: That's not true Rio: all the 🎨 shit you and Jun does would blow my mind Rio: and does there need to be anything else when porn and a decent internet connection are involved? Rio: all these 001s lose their appeal pretty fast, like Nancy: yeah, but as far as real academic success goes, STEM is the only thing worth aspiring to and the arts are a hobby, right? Nancy: even if the appeal of that lecture is as worn out as I am Nancy: porn on the other hand, always appealing if created by the right hands 😉 Rio: nah, that's bullshit Nancy: bullshit that persists Rio: your mum literally makes livable art Rio: come on, even that wouldn't come out of their mouths Rio: and you do business with it so no one can complain Nancy: but what she does is closer to the E of it all Rio: have to fight my ma for it Rio: at least you have ambitions Rio: your parents would have to drown me Nancy: I know you have ambitions too, Ri Rio: no 🎨🖼🧪🔬💻🎚🗜⚙️📐🧮 Nancy: well then, I won't send this convo to my parents Rio: Phew Rio: was worried, can't deal with that grilling rn Nancy: me either Nancy: 15 minutes staring at blank screen isn't a drowning offense or anything but they'd hardly be 🍾 Rio: make a change Rio: your 🍾 stash is unrivalled Nancy: I'll get on a plane and do a heist if the deal is it gets me out of homework Rio: what else do you have to do? Rio: I have Spanish but I'm not doing it Nancy: I have everything left to do Rio: Babe 🥺 Rio: you wanna come over for an actual study sesh then Rio: I'd come to you but I'm twin-sitting Nancy: how distracting, I'm in Nancy: I absolutely need a Grace makeover, my nails are wrecked Rio: good, you can keep her busy with your cuticles Rio: she's so nosy, got 🍆🍆🍆 to investigate here Nancy: 😂 Nancy: okay Rio: if you weren't feeling lucky enough to be separated by 🌊 from yours Nancy: he'd have done the comp sci homework before the lesson finished Nancy: and be sitting there smugly like 😏 please sir, can I have some more? Rio: 😏 Nancy: I'll be there as soon as I find my Italian vocab sheets 🌪🛏 Rio: Sei un rompicoglioni Rio: 🤭 Nancy: Anche io ti voglio bene 💋

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Police Academy (Part 2)

A Parker Shaw fanfiction (NSFW)

Book: It lives beneath

Characters: Parker x Reader

Rating: NSFW, 18+

Word count: ~ 2300 (approx. 10-15 min. of reading time)

Warning: MLM, Smut, Adults only

All Characters belong to Pixelberry.

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Okay: I don't know if it's just my phone but I did insert a Read more break - I don't know why it apparently didn't work but please don't hate on me for having to scroll😱😨 I am terribly sorry.

Hey guys! I am over the moon to finally present the 2nd part of my Parker Shaw MLM fic "Police Academy". 🤗 I know it has taken me aaaages to finish it😂🙈, but I had some very important exams coming up. So I was basically studying most of my time and was happy to even being able to read the newest Choices chapters and post an occasional meme on my blog😂

In the meantime, @teenagediplomatfestivalauthor wrote a fan version of the 2nd part. It's such a great piece and I feel really honored that they made the effort - plus, while my part is NSFW, theirs goes in a different direction, so go check it out on their blog! 🔥

Now, without further ado, enjoy❤

PS: As usual, I am thrilled to fulfill your requests and tag you in my fics!

~*~

"Or maybe it isn't a girl you're dreaming about?"

He knows!, you think and instantly feel the blood colouring your cheeks in a suspicious pink. You are unsure how long you lie there, staring at him, your erection painfully held captive by the tightness of your underwear, an uncomfortable buzzing in the ear that sounds like a choir of taunting voices, unable to form a coherent sentence that would explain this situation. But when it hits you, the ponderosity of the revelation you've feared for so long, you close your eyes and turn your back on Parker, hoping that this is merely a bad dream. It is impossible to look him in the eye, in which you fear to see nothing but disgust, because you are afraid to lose the feeble rest of your dignity.

The minutes pass slowly, feeling like years filled with humiliation and regret, and a leady silence contaminates the atmosphere in your room. Not a single word is said, neither by you or Parker, whose presence you can still feel at the end of your bed and who is probably still too paralyzed with shock to move.

But suddenly, your feel the weight of his knee on your mattress. "Hey... listen...". You feel his hand on your shoulder and this gesture of loyal friendship almost makes you tear up. However, being comforted by Parker right now à la C'mon, there's nothing to be ashamed about isn't exactly your dream scenario, so you just shake your head, signaling him to go away. Or at least back to sleep.

But, of course, Parker has never been one to get rid of easily, that's one of your friend's (or should you say former friend's?) best qualities. He whispers your name, his voice husky and hesitant. It's the voice that makes you turn around, because it sounds so intimate and calming - and when you do, you are surprised to catch a glimpse of nervousness or even fear in Parker's eyes as well. But fear of what?

"Listen, it's nothing... you don't have to think that... I mean -" , Parker babbles something so indistinct that you can't understand a single word of what he is saying. And he seems to notice, because he ends his cumbersome stuttering with a single well placed "Fuck it", and then suddenly stretches out his hand. Although you know your fellow trainee and know that he couldn't hurt a fly, you flinch, for a brief second expecting him to be somewhat possessed by the ghost of the other guys and wanting to slap you. What you didn't expect is for him to place his hand on your cheek.

You turn into the literal pillar of salt. Parker is close... too close, actually. There is this unwritten law that two males should not be this close to each other to not be labelled as faggots. That's exactly the reason why the physical contact between the future police officers at the academy is reduced to a friendly pat on the back or, at most, a chummy embrace after winning a football match that comes along with knuckles knocked on the head and tousled hair and is terminated after precisely 3.5 seconds.

But they don't caress each others cheeks! Especially not a night!! In bed!!!

But Parker doesn't seem to mind - and of course, noone would've dared calling him a faggot. As much as you'd like to say something that would release the tension between you two, your voice crackles like a non-functioning loudspeaker, leaving you no other option than to get lost in the hazel eyes locked with yours.

Parker's face comes even closer and at the sight of his lips hovering in front of you, you can't help but to involuntarily lick your own. It's so awkward and cringy, you feel the familiar hotness creeping up your neck. But your friend doesn't back off, in fact, he leans forward and you're dizzy, intoxicated by the heat radiating from his body and his tangy, dry odour. Then it happens - and you are unsure whether or not you are actually dreaming.

Because Parker Shaw is kissing you. No, he isn't simply kissing you - he impatiently demands entrance with his tongue in a way you'd have never expected from the former boy scout that sometimes acts so awkward around other people. "Pa- Parker, wait ... what?", you pant, but your brown-haired friend cuts you off before you can finish your sentence. "Not 'what'! More 'yes, keep going'".

And then your lips crash together again in a fiery storm of passion, the sensation of the stubble around his lips and the low rumble that escapes his throat sending shivers down your spine. His calloused hands pull you off the bed, because you are unable to move, and a second later you find your limbs pinned to the wall, Parker's trembling body pressed against yours. Although you can't come up with much experience when it comes to kissing women, you instantly know that this is what you craved for... it's rough, animalistic and much better.

Your heart nearly explodes in your chest, but then Parker breaks away for a second, giving you a playful wink and biting your lips encouragingly in a way that can only mean one thing: it's your turn, don't be shy.

So you do as you're told and start exploring his body, with a lump in your throat and shaking hands admittedly, but still reassured by the way his breath speeds up or the gentle sounds of approval when you touch him in the right spots. And oh my, does it feel good! From the way his back muscles contract to the extraordinarily well-trained chest that you've admired so often before, there is no part of his body that doesn't make you want to scream with desire and the sheer disbelief that it's you out of all people that has Parker Shaw's forehead rested against yours, his body writhing almost submissively under the palm of your hands. Soon, you are kissing each other again, desperate, like his lips are to only thing saving you from drowning. But the movement in his boxer shorts discloses that his plans for tonight involve more than just kissing.

After what feels like an eternity of you two making out, Parker tugs at the waistband of your pajama bottoms and this is enough to jolt you out of the comfortable feeling of his kisses and bring the absurdity of what you're doing home to you. Only ten minutes ago, you dwelled on your weltschmerz, darting longing glances at him sleeping across the room and now your object of desire is about to - what, touch your penis? It's insane and although you'd love nothing more than to examine his remarkable erection pressed against your stomach from up close, a despicable and faint voice in your head makes you wonder, if this doesn't go too fast, if Parker won't regret this tomorrow morning.

You grap his wrist, a sudden movement to which he replies by arching his brows. "Parker -", you begin and you can already feel how stupid and inadequate everything you are going to say will inevitably sound, " - what is all this? I mean, what... what are you doing?". He chuckles and it's as surprising as it's irresistible. "As if you don't know", he replies while again starting to playfully tear at your shorts, his lips merely inches away from yours, his breath hot and heavy, clouding your mind. "I am doing what we both want. Or do you want to talk about it first?" He is making fun of you. It's not condescending, you know exactly how he means it and it's the mischief in his voice, accompanied by the oh so familiar glance in his eyes, which lets you know that he didn't get miraculously drunk or high while sleeping, but that he is actually serious. "What are the odds of you changing your mind?" - "Non-existent. Any more questions?" His eyes pierce into yours and you shake your head. "Great. Then let's fuck."

And you, who has never used said word before, let alone did actually fuck, feel yourself nod and something escape your mouth that sounds embarassingly like "Oh yes, Parker!". It doesn't even bother you. Fucking him is different than how you imagined it to be. But, to be fair, not even your wildest dreams could've prepared you for those strong arms lifting you atop his desk that he cleared with a dapper wave of the hand, the jocular but appreciative whistle as he finally pulls down your pants and underwear and sees your dick for the first time (it makes you laugh and blush at the same time, just as he intended it to) - or the naturalness with which he kneels down and takes your penis into his mouth. Into. His. Mouth.

Colourful fireworks explode right in front of you; your loud moan is only muffled by his big hands that he brought to your mouth in foresight, because the last thing both of you need right now is for anyone in the adjacent rooms to wake up. The wet thightness of Parker's mouth alone and the skillfull way his tongue swirls around your glans would've been enough for you to come, but you try to hold back, not wanting to climax too early, because - as preposterous as this might sound - you don't want to disappoint him. However, the way he all of a sudden uses his free hand to spread your legs even further and hungrily massage your balls is too much: you feel the tension build in your stomach, your toes convulse and, with a last squeak, you seize him by the neck and press his face onto your twitching member as you release sticky squirts of semen.

Your whole world is turned upside down, everything you believed in is shaken to its foundation after this mind-blowing orgasm, even more so as Parker willingly swallows every single drop of your cum, not breaking eye contact for one second. Is this really happening? He then stands up to kiss you and you can taste yourself on his tongue, not knowing if you should be repelled or turned on by this unusual senstation.

"I am - ?", you begin your apology for this early end to your ... 'adventure', while he plants a number of fevered kisses on your nipples that make you toss your head back. "Sshh", Parker interrupts you by putting a finger on your lips. "That was amazing!" You feel the familiar redness on your cheeks. "Well, judging from your... ehm, talent, I wouldn't have guessed that this was your first time with ... you know, a guy." At that comment, he winks at you sheepishly. "Who said it was my first time? But -", he continues and kisses the tip of your nose, " - you're the first one I imagined doing this to beforehand. Now c'mon, we're not done here, are we?"

Before you can even assimilate this information, he has gotten rid of his boxers, his penis slapping against his chiseled stomach for a second, and you don't know what to say - but you reckon' words are the last thing needed in this situation. So you content yourself with casting covetous eyes on his very long and very hard member, which is - of course, how could it be differently? - as impressive as the rest of his perfect body.

"Like what you see?" Although Parker's voice is rough, showing just the right amount of cocky self-confidence and his natural awarness of what he can offer his lover, both of you are unable to stifle a laugh at this clishéd question. He doesn't need or wait for an answer; instead he holds out a hand and leads you back to your bed, where you both lie down, soaked and sticky with sweat ... and he places on of your hands on his cock. "Do me!"

His words are so commanding, so powerful and hot that your shaking hand immediately start to stroke his dick, tentatively at first but then with increasing speed. "Yes, that's it", Parker murmurs into the pillows and you think to yourself that this is probably the sexiest thing you've ever heard.

It quickly becomes apparent how experienced he really is while you try to satisfy him in a boisterous and somewhat clumsy way ... he sets the rythm, corrects and emboldens you with soft sounds of pleasure, and when he finally comes almost silently into your hand, you can't believe that you're the one responsible for his enjoyment.

Minutes, hours or years later, both of you lie flat on your bed in a beautiful conglomerate of legs and arms, your hair sweaty and the air heavy with the smell of cum and fulfilled dreams. A thunderstorm approached, unnoticed by both of you during your actions, and the raindrops knocking at the window like finger tips make you feel even more comfortable in Parker's arms. You don't want to disturb the silence filling the room; plus, you are too busy listening to soothing sound of your friend's breath in your ear.

However, he suddenly bursts out - "This was A1, really, absoultely phenomenal!" You chuckle, although a part of you still doesn't really believe that all of this really happened. As much as you hoped at the beginning that the situation would turn out to be just a nightmare, now - if it would really turn out to be a dream - you don't want it to end.

You look up at him and see that his hazel eyes are carefully watching you, his lips crinkled into this lopsided sneer you love so much. But you have to ask him something.

"Parker - about what you said earlier. You -... you imagined... this?" - "Of course, mate!", he laughs. " - "But what... when... how did you know that I - ?"

Parker shrugs and moves his legs so that the sticky tips of your dicks are touching each other. It's fantastic. "Well, at first I didn't. You are so out of my league that I wouldn't have thought that you'd actually ... you know... that you'd feel the same". Although he seemed to be so confident earlier, you can now hear that this confession takes a load off his heart. "Thank god us Eagle Scouts are no scaredy-cats - so I thought I'd just ask you". He beams at you and you playfully nudge him with your elbow.

"Gosh, Parker, you are such a nerd!". - "Well, however - ", he continues unwaveringly, his smile somewhat smug, "- the fact that you'd formed an impressive tent in your pants at the sight of my naked body made every question redudant." He kisses you on your forehead as you blush yet again.

"Now let's go to sleep, shall we? From now on you'll be pretty busy at night, I promise, so you'll need every minute of sleep you can get!".

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wanhedas-dagger · 2 years

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Looking forward to that scene!! I don't want to distract you buuuuuuut... who initiates?? Is clarke all 'imma show what good sex is' or does Lexa take the lead and jump her bones cause she's so keen for some lady love, or are they both just as keen to get down. Don't mind me I'm also avoiding work...

oh please do distract. i just did a little sprint and wrote 200 words in 15 mins so yes please do distract.

i'd say its mostly lexa who initiates. its kind of a booty call? not really because its more of the emotional connection that she needs. she has a bad day and lexa's like i need to see/be with clarke with the intention of getting laid. and like clarke has an idea that that's why lexa is coming over. but like. its def not just a booty call, clarke knows that and lexa just well, wants to feel wanted.

#f tarnished but so grand #anon #ask #answer

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toxicrawr7878 · 4 years

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DO IT FOR FUN :) PLUS IM BORED

1. Are looks important in a relationship? Yes because if your not attracted to this person you wont want to have sex with them or anything like that.

2. Are relationships ever worth it? Depends who your with

3. Are you a virgin? No

4. Are you in a relationship? No

5. Are you in love? Yes

6. Are you single this year? Yes

7. Can you commit to one person? Yes

8. Describe your crush. Super sweet heart, he has his life going for him, he has a huge heart, attractive af, beautiful blue eyes, this can actually go on for paragraphs tho lol

9. Describe your perfect mate my crush is my perfect mate

10. Do you believe in love at first sight? Yes

11. Do you ever want to get married? Yea

12. Do you forgive betrayal? No

13. Do you get jealous easily? Yes

14. Do you have a crush on anyone? Yes

15. Do you have any piercings? Yes 4

16. Do you have any tattoos? Yep 14

17. Do you like kissing in public? Yes

20. Do you shower every day? Yes

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you? I hope he does

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? I dont know I guess

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? Yea I lasted 3 years with a asshole got fed up but yes i can last long term

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? I hope so

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year? No I'm not ready

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? Yes

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you? No

28. Have you ever been cheated on? Yes

29. Have you ever cheated on someone? Yea regret it ever since tho never did it again

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body? Yes and everything

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? Yea

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love? Yea

33. Have you ever had sex with a man? Yes

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman? Yes

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? Yea

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends? Yea

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? Yep

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? Yea

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? Yep

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? Yea

41. Have you had sex so far this year? Yes

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? Like 5 min maybe

43. How long was your longest relationship? 3 years

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? Serious ones would be 5

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013? 5 or 6 maybe

46. How many times did you have sex last year? Maybe like 10 times with the same person ex fience

47. How old are you? 23 gonna be 24 this year

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? I don't even want to think of this but if it comes to it I would probably just say I knew this would happen or soemthing in that sence

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? I have a fbw who I'm in love with and he has feeling for me but it's not the right time but I would say his eyes physically and his general personality

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? No

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? Yes

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why? Yes my ex fience because he was a lazy good for nothing peace of shit he leeched off me and stole money from me for drugs and ugh just so much sooooo much bullshit that I want dealing with anymore

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? My ex fience lol

54. Is there someone you will never forget? Yes

55. Share a relationship story. 1 of my exs used me to loos his virginity broke up with me 2 weeks after and a few year down the line he turned gay 🤷‍♀️😂

56. State 8 facts about your body, I'm chubby, have no tits, no ass, stretch Mark's, acne, thin hair, brown eyes dull ass coler, big ears

57. Things you want to say to an ex, fuck you, you lying good for nothing lazy ass stealing drug addict alcoholic prick with a tiny ass dick you cant please me for shit I dealt with your ass for 3 years and no more will I take your shit bye felicia

58. What are five ways to win your heart? The little things, clingyness, loves to cuddle me, shows appreciation, hypes me up, communicates alot with me alot if stuff can tbh

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!)

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? 4 or 5 years

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone? Eyes and smile

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? Throw me against the wall pull my hair or choke me or both and show me and tell me who daddy is :p

63. What is your definition of “having sex”? Connection

64. What is your definition of cheating? Hurtful

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine? Start with making out a but kiss down my neck maybe nibble and bite a bit and then kiss down my collar bone down my body slowly breathing kissing nibbling biting while your hands are roaming around and playing with my boobs and nipples then you get to my thigh and nibble and kiss there for a little bit lingering closer and closer teasing me focusing on my whole body get me worked up then start eating me out and fingering me finish me off then we fuck until I cum again

66. What is your favourite roleplay? Cop role play is super hot

67. What is your idea of the perfect date? Picknik on a beach

68. What is your sexual orientation? Bisexual

69. What turns you off? Feet

70. What turns you on? Dirty talking nipple play neck kissing thigh touching

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream? Never had a kinky dream

72. What words do you like to hear during sex? You like that baby, cum all over my dick baby or mouch or fingers, your so wet for me, my cocks so hard for you

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? Bring me flowers and chocolate or write me a song or poem cute long love texts

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? Idk tbh

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? Flowers

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? Took my ex out to a nice dinner and movie and arcade in one night and wrote him a poem on our 1 year anniversary

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? Well depends if your of age it doesnt matter but if your underage dating someone way older that's wrong

78. What’s your dirtiest secret? Hmmm idk I did a bunch of stuff and I'm pretty honest but I would say I'm a major submissive I like to be dominated and tied up

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why? Recently and because I'm super insecure and my man now he calls girls hot so I get jealous

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? Yesterday

81. Who are five people you find attractive? My man, mr gray from 50 shades of gray, man idk most men with abs and tattoos and pearcings, emo, scene, heavy metal guys uhm idk lol

82. Who is the last person you hugged? My man

83. Who was your first kiss with? One of my friends sarah back in my grade 5

84. Why did your last relationship fail? He was a stealing peace of lazy lying shit

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? Yea

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