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velvetcloxds · 1 year

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looking for somebody- send me a gif of a character and I'll write a little baby blurb for it. — THIS :D

POPTARTS | E.M.

word count: 1k

warnings: just that idk how I feel about this, oh and also like some casual conversations about blood and vampires and murder and whatnot, eating

summary: elijah stocking up the cabinets with all of your favourite snacks

"I'm starving," you groaned, as you and Elijah walked into the kitchen, his arm still snaked around your waist, blazer around your shoulders, lips against your temple as he kissed you briskly.

"Leave it to Niklaus to ruin our dinner plans," he noted and you smiled, pouting slightly as he let you go, moving to get the wine glasses from the cabinet, slow in choosing a bottle, trying to decide what best fit the mood.

"He always does this, you know..." you kicked your shoes off, though you felt you'd spent too much time picking them out to be abandoning them so quickly. "Truly, couldn't you ask your brother to keep his death threats until after they served the main course," he breathed a laugh at that, looking over from where he'd finally found what he deemed the perfect wine, amused as you twirled around the island in the center of the kitchen, always in a world of your own.

"I'll have a word with him when he comes back," he promised, stealing one more lingering glance before pouring the glasses midway, walking over to the island to cage you in, a shy smile finding your lips as you looked up at him. "Did I get a chance to tell you how marvelous you looked tonight?" you took a glass from his hand, humming both in acknowledgement of his question and at the sweet taste of the wine as it settled on your tongue.

"I believe you tried to do so right before Klaus jumped onto a table to make a dramatic proclamation," you noted and habitually grabbed his shoulder for support as he hoisted you onto the counter, careful, efficient, not even spilling a drop in the process, raising a brow when you didn't let go, tugging his collar back into place. "And then again before you broke that rogue vampire's neck for spilling blood on my shoes," he was the one to hum, a guilty sound, the reminder a silent reprimand from you even if you didn't point it out. "And then again when you insisted on coming home instead of stopping at the corner store to get me poptarts."

"You could've simply said yes," he tutted and though you were happy for the little moment with him, you were still hungry, feeling slightly grumpy for looking forward to a fancy dinner and then having to come home to nothing. "And you know that if we went to that store we'd have left with bags full of candy, not just poptarts," he was right, you knew, he knew, but hell if you'd admit that out loud.

He pulled away too suddenly, leaving you with a frown as he moved to one of the cupboards, not even trying to ignore the way your frown twisted into a delighted smile when he opened it to reveal boxes of poptarts flavours and other snacks you'd on many occasions begged him for in the middle of the night.

"What flavour?" he asked very casually, pulling a clean plate from the drying rack hovering next to the sink, a knowing grin, an arrogant grin if he'd ever held one, on his pink lips.

"Surprise me," and he did, making a great show of hiding the wrapper from you, giving you one as is and slipping the other into the toaster, satisfied when you sighed happily at the first bite. "Cherry," you concluded and he nodded, as if proud you'd guessed, as if it was some big mystery. "Sweet, like the wine."

"I take the pairing process very seriously, you shouldn't be so surprised," he informed you and took the hot pastry when it jumped out, placing it in the plate with a little thud, holding said plate under your hand to keep you from messing on your dress. You offered him a bite of the one in your hand, thumb brushing a sprinkle from his cupid's bow and of course he stole the opportunity to kiss your finger, then your palm, all the way up to your wrist until you giggled at the feeling. "You look ravishing tonight, my love," and he nibbled, it was a daring thing, so close to your pulse, teasing himself just as much as he was teasing you.

"Slow down there mister," you shook your head, faux disapproval as you took another bite, not even bothered by the bit of icing that fell onto your lap. "Poptarts first, more of that later."

"Ahh, priorities," he agreed, moving both your wine glasses out of the way, content to wait, to watch, appreciate you in your little bubble of bliss.

#elijah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson x you #elijah mikaelson x yn #elijah mikaelson x y/n #elijah mikaelson fluff #elijah mikaelson blurb #elijah mikaelson drabble #elijah mikaelson one shot #elijah mikaelson fanfiction #elijah mikaelson fanfic #elijah mikaelson fic #monique's writing events #right where queue left me

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jebewonmorelike · 1 year

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If You Love Me, You'll Give Me Your Robux

wc: 587 pronouns: she/her (he/him and they/them versions below original! <3 love u fellow alphabet mafia) warnings: none; fluffy fluff :) summary: jay just won't stop playing roblox (and he never will) ~bp masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ hi so... starting this little adventure. i was a fanfiction writer way back in the day. like a decade ago i wrote various one direction, 5sos, and youtuber fanfics when i was 13. i'm sure some kids watching boys planet are 13 now and that is terrifying to me. anyway, i decided to try my hand at some drabbles again after a long hiatus. please send requests or asks and we can talk about boys planet and whatnot. be my friend pls. :) and also enjoy.

"Jay, can we please just go out to dinner or something already? You've been staring at that screen for hours."

You hated nagging Jay, but at this point it seemed more than necessary. Sure, he was enjoying his time off from filming Boys Planet and you were more than happy to have him home in your arms for a couple weeks before he had to leave for the second mission. But when all he wanted to do for the last 48 hours was play Roblox, you were admittedly getting bored... and a tad bit annoyed (... and the teensiest bit jealous).

Jay doesn't respond and you sigh dramatically from where you are laying on his bed, scrolling hopelessly through Instagram as you wait for your boyfriend to pay attention to you.

"Jay!" You call out to him again, but still he doesn't reply. "Jay, I swear to--."

"Who do you swear to, huh?" He says finally, turning to face you with an expectant smirk. "God is not gonna help you pry me away from Roblox. No one is capable of that."

"Could you hear me the whole time?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods, sucking his teeth in contemplation. "I could. Including when you called me a--."

"Alright, alright," you cut him off with a groan. "Sorry for that. But I'm bored! You haven't seen your beautiful, perfect girlfriend in almost a month and here she is, sitting so pretty on your bed of all places and all you can do is play Roblox."

Jay just looks more amused. "You're really hyping yourself up there."

You collapse back onto his bed, completely defeated by your smartass boyfriend's annoying wit. You lie there, staring at the ceiling for a few moments before you hear Jay giggle. You feel something hit your arm and search for the culprit next to you, finally picking up what appears to be a crumpled up sticky note.

You open it, reading what's written messily inside:

you do look perfect XD

You turn it over to read the back:

even from this really unflattering angle you've provided me <3

"Thanks," you say reluctantly, sighing as you sit back up to look at him.

He's grinning, but your heart breaks a bit at how tired he looks. "Is it okay if I just play for the rest of today? I'm sorry it feels like I'm ignoring you. I'm just exhausted and I feel kind of sick from the time change. I'll literally be all yours tomorrow."

"Of course, Jay. I understand," you agree with a smile, making a mental note to check that he sleeps well tonight. "But aren't you always all mine?"

Jay nods at you cheekily. "Always, gorgeous."

Your boyfriend turns back to his computer, pulling his headphones back over his ears. You look at him for a few moments, admiring the view.

"Stop staring," he says abruptly with a laugh and you turn away, grabbing your laptop from your bag and flipping it open.

A few minutes later, Jay's laugh sounds through his bedroom. You steal a glimpse to see him shaking his head and rubbing his hands across his face. "You are relentless!"

You bite your lip to keep from grinning, typing something into the Roblox chat:

you can't escape me

i don't want to

GIVE ME ALL YOUR ROBUX

wait what no are you robbing me? babe wtf

i love u :(

if you love me, you'll give me all your robux...

i want the violet valkyrie ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑

for sweet he/him-using boys :)

"Jay, can we please just go out to dinner or something already? You've been staring at that screen for hours."

Jay doesn't respond and you sigh dramatically from where you are laying on his bed, scrolling hopelessly through Instagram as you wait for your boyfriend to pay attention to you.

"Jay!" You call out to him again, but still he doesn't reply. "Jay, I swear to--."

"Who do you swear to, huh?" He says finally, turning to face you with an expectant smirk. "God is not gonna help you pry me away from Roblox. No one is capable of that."

"Could you hear me the whole time?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods, sucking his teeth in contemplation. "I could. Including when you called me a--."

"Alright, alright," you cut him off with a groan. "Sorry for that. But I'm bored! You haven't seen your handsome, perfect boyfriend in almost a month and here he is, sitting so magnificently on your bed of all places and all you can do is play Roblox."

Jay just looks more amused. "You're really hyping yourself up there."

You open it, reading what's written messily inside:

you do look perfect XD

You turn it over to read the back:

even from this really unflattering angle you've provided me <3

"Thanks," you say reluctantly, sighing as you sit back up to look at him.

"Of course, Jay. I understand," you agree with a smile, making a mental note to check that he sleeps well tonight. "But aren't you always all mine?"

Jay nods at you cheekily. "Always, gorgeous."

Your boyfriend turns back to his computer, pulling his headphones back over his ears. You look at him for a few moments, admiring the view.

"Stop staring," he says abruptly with a laugh and you turn away, grabbing your laptop from your bag and flipping it open.

A few minutes later, Jay's laugh sounds through his bedroom. You steal a glimpse to see him shaking his head and rubbing his hands across his face. "You are relentless!"

You bite your lip to keep from grinning, typing something into the Roblox chat:

you can't escape me

i don't want to

GIVE ME ALL YOUR ROBUX

wait what no are you robbing me? babe wtf

i love u :(

if you love me, you'll give me your robux...

i want the violet valkyrie ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑

for nonbinary folx that use they/them pronouns :)

"Jay, can we please just go out to dinner or something already? You've been staring at that screen for hours."

Jay doesn't respond and you sigh dramatically from where you are laying on his bed, scrolling hopelessly through Instagram as you wait for your boyfriend to pay attention to you.

"Jay!" You call out to him again, but still he doesn't reply. "Jay, I swear to--."

"Who do you swear to, huh?" He says finally, turning to face you with an expectant smirk. "God is not gonna help you pry me away from Roblox. No one is capable of that."

"Could you hear me the whole time?" You ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods, sucking his teeth in contemplation. "I could. Including when you called me a--."

"Alright, alright," you cut him off with a groan. "Sorry for that. But I'm bored! You haven't seen your gorgeous, perfect partner in almost a month and here they are, sitting so stunningly on your bed of all places and all you can do is play Roblox."

Jay just looks more amused. "You're really hyping yourself up there."

You open it, reading what's written messily inside:

you do look perfect XD

You turn it over to read the back:

even from this really unflattering angle you've provided me <3

"Thanks," you say reluctantly, sighing as you sit back up to look at him.

"Of course, Jay. I understand," you agree with a smile, making a mental note to check that he sleeps well tonight. "But aren't you always all mine?"

Jay nods at you cheekily. "Always, gorgeous."

Your boyfriend turns back to his computer, pulling his headphones back over his ears. You look at him for a few moments, admiring the view.

"Stop staring," he says abruptly with a laugh and you turn away, grabbing your laptop from your bag and flipping it open.

A few minutes later, Jay's laugh sounds through his bedroom. You steal a glimpse to see him shaking his head and rubbing his hands across his face. "You are relentless!"

You bite your lip to keep from grinning, typing something into the Roblox chat:

you can't escape me

i don't want to

GIVE ME ALL YOUR ROBUX

wait what no are you robbing me? babe wtf

i love u :(

if you love me, you'll give me your roblux...

i want the violet valkyrie ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑

#boys planet #boys planet imagines #boys planet drabbles #bp999 #jay #jay chang #jay chang imagines #jay chang drabbles #jay imagines #jay drabbles #one pact #one pact fics #one pact imagines #one pact jay #jay chang fics #jay chang x reader #one pact jay chang #jay chang fluff

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fibrielsolaer · 1 year

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FibS lays down the facts: April o' Neil

I'm so fuggin' tired of hearing morons drool out their mouths over this so here's all you need to know:

It's perfectly fine that Rise April is black.

April o'Neil has been portrayed as black before Rise.

April o'Neil was not "originally black" in the Mirage comics.

Rise did not make April black for woke points. Rise makes numerous changes to Turtles orthodoxy so that it isn't a boring repeat of the more traditional 2012 cartoon that immediately preceded it.

(EDIT: Many of the comic scans from this blog post, as well as some of its information, are from this blogspot post from 2018. I neglected to mention this earlier, but at least one person is asking. Unfortunately, people who reblog this post from earlier versions will not see this edit.)

The original creators of TMNT are Peter Laird and Kevin Eastman. Laird has always considered April o'Neil to be white other than considering possibly making her Asian in early notes; the confusion over April's race is solely due to Eastman.

In her earliest appearances, April o'Neil conveniently stands right next to known definitely-black character Baxter Stockman:

This April is as white as the Mousers and the lab walls and doesn't have curly hair. If anything she looks like Sigourney Weaver (Dutch, English, Scots-Irish, Scottish), right down to Ellen Ripley's outfit.

Since Alien came out in 1979 and Ellen Ripley is a massive influence on female lead characters even decades later, this resemblance might be intentional.

But Kevin Eastman, who has a habit of designing female characters based on the woman he is seeing at the time, redesigned April two issues or so later based (rather loosely) on his at-the-time girlfriend April Fisher (she has since passed away.)

April Fisher was, as a matter of fact, mixed-race.

Eastman later clarified that April Fisher was, of course, the source of April o'Neil's given name the entire time. (And I would like to point out that the surname of o'Neil doesn't preclude someone from being black.)

But being named after or inspired by a mixed-race person the creator knows does not mean the character is mixed-race, any more than the numerous My Little Ponies based on real people share those people's races (as opposed to being cartoon horse fairies or whatnot.)

April o'Neil specifically states that she got her hair done. That is to say, she got a perm.

Since black women's hair is already very curly, black women get perms to straighten their hair. April got hers to curl her hair - because she's not black, she's a white lady trying to look like a bootleg Paula Abdul (Syrian).

Or, quite frankly, any other 1980s pop star?

Because, y'see, now's a great time to point something out that Twitter & Tumblr seem to hope you'll forget:

The entire 1980s.

I'm pretty sure nobody who cares whether April o'Neil is black or not knows who Paula Abdul is, except maybe that she was a judge on American Idol. Paula herself might be a year or two late for April's redesign to reference her specifically, but April o'Neil looks like any random white woman from the 1980s. Because the Mirage comics were released in the 1980s. They take place in 1980s New York. And damn near every single white woman in the 1980s got a perm at some time or another.

I doubt these black April fanatics recognize half of them:

.....

Even the men got them!!

And eventually, around the time everybody else was over it, the exact same April o'Neil in the exact same continuity lost the perm:

Remember what Eastman said about April's "different looks"? Even in the same damn comic they can't draw her consistently. April here not only looks nothing like Paula Abdul April, but nothing like Ellen Ripley April either. Hell, she looks like a JoJo character.

And there are some panels were Paula Abdul April is shaded darker than in others, which you could take as April being black if you literally ignore the entire rest of the comic and pretend that's the only time she was ever drawn:

You know, like how people pretend Princess Daisy was "originally black" because she was sliiiightly darker in Mario Tennis than usualy, including ignoring that there are earlier illustrations where she is more pale?

A perm and a tan doesn't make you black. That'd be, y'know, blackface. Not like T&T actually knows what that means either, since they think a white person posting an image with a black person in it counts as it.

Don't you think the fact April looks like four different people in the same fucking comic should convince us that we can't deduce her race from interpreting the illustrations and instead, we should, I dunno, recognize that every single time April has appeared in color with Laird and Eastman's oversight, she's been clearly white?

As opposed to that one comic everybody likes to cite, which is a non-canon guest comic by Mark Bode that changes such details as the city it takes place in and April's job, which was originally published in black and white, whose black April was colored that way by another guest artist (Bill Fitts) and looks like a disco queen stereotype which I could've sworn T&T hated, and which was later corrected to a white April when republished:

We really shouldn't listen to uneducated narcissists who want to have their cake and eat it too, don't know who Cyndi Lauper is, and already had their conclusion ready before they looked at any of the evidence, blatantly misinforming us about the world's most inconsistent comic and pretending 98% of that comic and one of the most important decades in modern human culture just never fucking happened.

#tmnt #rant #april o'neil #rise of the turtles #rise of the tmnt #ninja turtles #mirage comics

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lowkeyrobin · 2 months

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my rules!

dream team stans + wilbur soot/lovejoy stans dni. same w anyone who idolizes/defends abusers/creeps in general.

if you're a bigot (racist, homo/transphobe, abelist, antisemite, zionist, etc) please leave

same with proshippers/proship defenders/anyone who sexualizes actors/characters/ppl especially when they state that's not okay/they're minors. ( lots of actors probably don't even know what fanfiction or fandomculture is, just respect them as actual ppl and don't be weird about them)

^ I don't condone parasocial people/activity. if you are parasocial, creepy or invasive, please block me. do NOT interact with my content nor read it. you're not welcome here

if you use ai to write/draw/anything BLOCK ME. youre not an artist or a writer, go touch grass, you must have a 1st grade reading/drawing level if you're seriously that desperate.

any adults who say minors dni and then interact with minors also dni. L. although if you're over like 25ish or so actually dni lmao ain't no reason for you to be here other than older content creators

seriously, don't ruin anon requesting, I'll turn it off if I have too to figure out who you are and block you

if you request a person/character who isn't on my list then there's a big chance I'll ignore it lol I'm sorry, those are just ppl ik the most and I can make not very ooc and I'm comfy writing ab them!

don't request any smut. it makes me and most of the ppl I write about uncomfortable lmao

I only write they/them / gn readers, sorry. I will write transmasc/transfem readers but only if requested, and bare with me on that cause I'm just a little nonbinary guy, idk much about being trans masc/fem

respect me as a person, I'm not a robot, I'm a real human lmao

(as in I might take a couple days to a week or a bit more to get your request out and I apologize if I misunderstood your request! I might not do some due to lack of ideas so I apologize) (I have a current works page if you want to see if I'm actually working on your req! it's always updated when I take up a new req that i can actually do)

please please tell me if using cc's real names or writing about them is against their boundaries so I can fix my mistakes!!

I don't write anything w pregnancy tropes, kids (other than qsmp eggs) and character versions of cc's (mostly bc I can't remember a lot of c! lore and whatnot), aus (other than soulmate & apocalypse aus) incest, rape, stepcest, age regression (personal discomfort) age play, etc

if a person/character has (platonic) next to them, that's me warning you I might only do platonic stuff with them because I don't feel romantic attraction to 12yos (I'm not weird, you don't have to worry about me lol)

^with that just note that anything I write about those can be viewed as mostly platonic and I in no way find the child I'm writing about romantically attractive, thank you

I'm okay writing poly relationships!

I'll also write things with (underage) drinking & smoking but I'm not gonna go to into detail about it, and I'll put it in the warnings when it happens

don't sexualize anyone I write about!

it doesn't matter if they're adults or just fictional characters, I find it wrong to sexualize people who prob don't even know what fandom culture is / sexualize their every move. find another blog if you're that mad about it. (I mean as in its your whole personality, just keep it away from me lol)

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starpoints-series · 5 months

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STARPOINTS CONCEPT ART - FOCUS SUIT

Literally just got done developing some new article of clothing, so why not make it the first official post?

Since STARPOINTS has been in progress, I've always wondered how I could incorporate the human cast visiting the Igmus in a fairly comfortable fashion. I wasn't sure how I felt about having them wear spacesuits 24/7, and I wanted to try finding an alternative anyway, so after doing some light research regarding soft sci-fi clothing and whatnot, I finally managed to create my first full attempt at this...

Introducing: the focus suit! (ignore how sloppy the art looks, I was having a very hard time with drawing this morning)

To quote the above image, the focus suit is "a form-fitting suit made of synthetic material, created with the intention of [protecting] the user from potential harm that may come with traversing the Igmus galaxy. Made specifically for those not native to the galaxy." On the left is an blue print of the suit as I was mapping out its look, and on the right is the final suit. Not the prettiest, but certainly gets the job done, I believe.

The colors on the blue print image are labelled as different functions of the suit. In red is the "Life Lights," which signal potential life within the user that wears it by detecting their pulse. If there is one, then the lights are bright; if the pulse weakens or goes away, the lights begin to dim.

In blue is the "Heat Sustainers." Basically, they aid in generating and maintaining heat in areas of the body that are or could be sensitive to colder temperatures. The areas I chose were the fingers, the elbows, and the toes. I had considered on adding it to the chest, too, but i guess I changed my mind and decided to replace it with this next feature.

In green is the "Protectors." They're parts of the suit that are tougher than the rest of it to protect certain parts of the body from experiencing damage that could take them out completely or interfere with how they interact with other things. These areas also include just sensitive areas in general. For this, I chose the knees, the knuckles, the elbows, the chest, and the abdominal area from top to bottom. I also included a visor to protect they eyes. (honestly, a visor couldn't beat a helmet if it tried; it's a lot safer, but we're just talking about casual/general things with this suit)

I had also attempted to dress up one of the main characters, Kazz Trailblazer, in the suit. Kazz is one of the human characters that travels from the Milky Way galaxy to the Igmus galaxy, so having him wear the suit would most likely - or definitely, rather - be necessary.

Somehow it looks a lot better on him than the base I used.

Something I added to the suit while putting it on Kazz was what I called "Pull Binders," or "Gravity Binders." They're placed under the soles of the suit's feet and act as a way to ground the user in a similar way gravity would on Earth, keeping them mostly pulled down and binding them to the surface under their feet. This feature works both with and without footwear like socks or shoes on.

I also included a drawing showing the way his clothes completely cover the suit. Not mandatory, but most certainly a coincidence and a neat thing I felt like noting.

---

I think that does it for the suit! Trying to come up with clothing items for a space-centric sci-fi setting can be a little tough, even if it's soft sci-fi, so I somewhat decided to start with how humans would adapt to their new environment first, then expand a little bit and explore the clothing preferences for the species within the Igmus.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go take a little nap.

#starpoints : concept art #STARPOINTS #sci fi fantasy wip #character design #oc art #character : Kazz Trailblazer #soft scifi #starpoints : worldbuilding #worldbuilding #character creation #fantasy worldbuilding #scifi fantasy worldbuilding #starpoints : character design

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wooahaes · 2 years

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Hi Daisy! (I'm so sorry, I don't know if it's weird for me to call you that, I can stop!) How are you? I'm new to Tumblr, so I don't actually know if I've done this right. Sorry if I haven't! In your questionnaire, I said that I was too scared to message you, but I've finally done it! I wanted to say I love your work, it's so comforting and I find it immersive. Sorry if this is a stupid question, should I be reblogging fics that I like? I feel bad for not doing it, but I don't know what it is.

omg its 100% fine to call me daisy?? its not my real name but i think a lot of ppl would guess that skdfhsdf pls know that if u see this (literally anyone who follows me) its 100% ok to call me daisy!! i wouldnt have it on my blog if it wasn't <3

i'm good! tummy hurtin a lil and im feeling the lack of sleep (rewatching shinee world iv was worth it tho), but it's all good <3 welcome to tumblr u will never leave /j

also omg hi!! ur message was super sweet and im proud of u for stepping out of ur comfort zone!! pls know i don't bite (unless ppl bite first) and i'm always happy to talk to anons <3 also i'm glad i can provide comfort to you!! ur super sweet aw

absolutely not a stupid question at all tho!! a lot of writers and other cc's will say a resounding "yes" and while i do think that people should reblog fics they like, if its initially like... super daunting to do so, i think its okay to like? getting used to tumblr can be kinda hard in the beginning, but i do highly recommend reblogging fics--even if you don't have any followers btw, the engagement still means a lot to ppl!! even if ppl don't put tags or anything, it says "i like this and i want other people to see it" since likes aren't public the way they are on other websites (or at all, if you turn them off)

please don't feel bad for not doing it since you're new!! literally i think most people don't understand how tumblr functions but that's pretty normal for joining a website haha

i'll explain things under the readmore and you can let me know in another ask if you have any questions!!

so full disclosure: i'm working on desktop and things are usually pretty similar on mobile, but there's a few differences that i can try to explain if you're on mobile!! but for reblogging:

at the bottom of a post, you'll see a couple things. they're in the same place pretty much for both desktop and mobile. if a post has been interacted with (through a reply (the little bubble icon), a reblog (the arrows), or liked (heart)), it'll have notes! you can nowadays see what other people write in their replies/reblogs by clicking on the notes key and looking through the different tabs there, but some people limit their replies (the bubble will be grayed out as a result) or turn off reblogs (reblog arrows will be grayed out).

excuse the extra buttons on mine: im on desktop and i have an extension called xkit active <3 (it allows me to block posts + do quick tags when i post fics)

as you can see: this post i made (which is dk uts skdfhds its the first thing i have thats not my pinned post) 48 notes, followed by a series of buttons. ignore the first two (they're from xkit), the rest are what you'll typically see on a post.

in order:

the single arrow can be used to share the post. either you an send it to other tumblrs (not all people have DMs open, and i'd honestly say ask before you DM someone if you don't know them well), or you can copy the link, share it on twitter/facebook, or do other things w the "more" button like send stuff via text n whatnot. its very possible to send things from a sideblog, if you ever have one and want to do it that way

on mobile your main blog will be at the top of the page with a little down arrow next to it: all you gotta do is click it and decide what blog you wanna send it from. on desktop:

you can see the bubble next to "your message here" isn't my icon since the message would be coming from my main. all you gotta do is click that little bubble (of your own icon) and you can send things from different blogs <3

anyway!!

the little speech bubble is the button for replies. tapping/clicking it will just open up the replies tab.

reblog on both desktop and mobile will open up the tab to reblog something. if you're on mobile, though, and wanna reblog something quickly, you can press and hold. i have sideblogs so i can't confirm if only having one blog will just auto-reblog it, but with sideblogs it'll pop up 2-3 of your recently used blogs (if you have more than 3).

on desktop:

this is what reblogs will look like! it's similar to posts, but the difference is just the blue "reblog" button compared to a blue "post" button. important distinction: the #tags is for tagging stuff (or, yknow, posting thoughts if you want lmao the tagging system on tumblr is kinda broken). if a post asks for something "in the tags" then you type in the tags as opposed to the main body <3

anyway, that lil heart outline is the like button <3 it just says that you like a post :) they don't get broadcast onto other people's feeds the way they do on other websites, but you can have them public or private through messing w settings

i hope this was helpful!! pls feel free to let me know if you have any questions <3

#wooahaes.ask #asks.anon #also this goes for any anon but if you wanna have an emoji to identify yourself then pls feel free to do so!!#just let me know the emoji and you'll be tagged as '[emoji] anon' <3

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maelstrom-of-emotions · 13 hours

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First drafts are incredibly important, and I know what you're (probably) thinking, "That's it? Literally everyone knows that. It's been crammed down our throats enough."

But, I'm serious, rough first drafts are important. And the reason I'm going on this tangent is that I just realized that so many people have different ideas of a what a first draft means, and so many people consider "first drafts" that way they've been taught to consider it.

This probably doesn't make any sense, so I'll explain this. My version of a first draft was something already created. There was no groundwork, no outline, I would only write completely curated sentences. Like, I thought, ‘Oh, I've already done the thinking in my head, already thought about how it would look like, so that's done.’

On paper, it looks like a good way of doing things. I'd only write sentences that were formed, structured, with flowy metaphors and whatnot, they wouldn't be changed at all and would be posted the same way. I considered my "second draft" to just be editing spelling and grammatical errors.

It wasn't great, at all. Since I would only write "perfect" paragraphs and set high standards, I would barely write anything at all for months. A single story took years to write until I would just loose the motivation and the spark, and I thought that's how it worked for everyone. That you wouldn't write your story if it didn't have the most gripping first line, that you wouldn't write a paragraph 'cause you didn't have the best description and so on it went.

But then, I talked with other writers and I heard about how their first drafts were created, some of them used bullet points, others just quotes they wanted to include, some of them wrote the last scene and worked their way up from there and others wrote paragraphs and wrote little notes for themselves of what scene would go next. (Example: *insert heart-to-heart here*).

And I thought it was stupid, 'cause wasn't that more work? Wasn't that just more stress. But, then after months of not being able to write I tried it, and it bloody worked, guys.

I ignored the nagging voice in my head that told me the metaphor wasn't perfect or that the lines weren't descriptive enough and just wrote stuff. I wrote short and to the point sentences just to get the groundwork done and I was able to write so much. Sometimes, I'd lose steam, but I'd tell myself that I had done more writing in three hours than what I had done in eight months and it kept me going.

Something I didn't realize was due to my perfectionism, I didn't give my story the chance to grow. It may seem stupid, but because I was forcing it to develop in strict and rigid cages, I only had the first idea to work off of. Now, though? It gives me enough space to play around with what I want. To have fun. I was writing a revenge fic and halfway through, decided to turn it into A/B/O because I had the sudden idea of a scene I wanted to add. If I was writing it like I usually would, I wouldn't be able to change it, because I'd already written down the final sentences and to change them would be a pain. So it didn't leave room for new ideas.

Give your story the chance to grow, people. Because, sometimes, when you think you're actually helping it you might just be clipping off it's wings. Like it grow, let it fly, let it falter. Let it mold itself into what it wants to be. It doesn't have to be perfect on the first try - it can be filled with random unrelated images, it can be filled with quotes, it can be filled with random ideas that struck at 2.a.m. You write to escape from the real world, don't let writing be something you want to escape from.

Have fun writing, let your wings grow.

(Also, my readers, I swear, I'm working on the next update.)

#writing stuff #writers on tumblr #writing is hard #writing community #writers #just writer stuff #just writer things #just writer problems #writing advice #just write it #advice #writing problems #fanfiction writers

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zee-stars · 2 years

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Hello Hello!

Poly!c!karlnapity (Romantic)

Summary: takes place before you all got together. Y/n is just finding out their feelings for them. A little angsty but mostly fluff.

Author's note: this is my first time writing a poly relationship. I am personality in a poly relationship so that might help me write this. I might make this a little series!

You met Sapnap first.

You and Sapnap had been friends for quite awhile now. Known each other since you were young and had grown up with each other (and Dream)

You had a crush on him for almost as long as you knew him, but never did anything about it.

It was like having a crush on your brothers friend. You liked them but you never made a move because it seemed unlikely that anything would happen.

You were just best friends who did everything with each other.

You were definitely each others first kiss tho.

It went like:

"You've never kissed anyone. I've never kissed anyone... do you wanna just...get it over with... I mean... we trust each other and whatnot so..."

Its was a super short kiss and you never brought it up again. Ever. (Except for that one time when Dream found out but, ThAtS IrREleVaNT)

Anyways, you met Karl next.

He had moved into the SMP so you were forced by Dream to show him around. You were nervous at first because you weren't a "new people yay!" person. But Karl was. So it made it easier for you.

You learned a lot about him and he learned a bit about you. You got along really well.

Soon you caught yourself falling for him as well but also your heart was begging you finally ask Sap out.

Your brain was confused on what to do so you did what only the normal person would do, you avoided Karl for a week.

But you couldn't get your mind off of him.

His smile, hair, laughter. You swear you could always hear him laugh wherever you went.

Once you noticed that plan didn't work you went to the next best thing, the internet!

With a bit of research, you found out about a polyamorous relationship.

At first the thought of such thing amazed you. You had never heard of such a thing.

People willingly dating multiple people?! Didn't even know it was possible!

But then reality hit you. How the hell would you bring this up to the two guys you had a crush on, one of them you've known your entire life and the other you've only known for a few months.

You decided to just ignore everything and act like everything was okay.

But it only got worse from there.

Soon another man showed up. His name was Quackity. He worked with this other dude Jshalatt or whatever but that wasn't important.

The second you laid your eyes on him you couldn't help but fall for him! His beanie, his smile, his hair that stuck out in a wild mess, he also had these yellow wings that fluttered when he smiled! Dude was this man made to make you fall in love with him?! Because it was working!!

But what only made this worse was, one night Sapnap called you to his room to tell you 'exciting news.'

"What's up Sap?" "You won't believe it!" "What?" "I'm no longer single!" You felt your heart drop. But the next thing he said made you feel like your heart left your body.

"Me and Karl are dating now!"

What the hell were you supposed to do now? You couldn't be like, "hey I want to be apart of this, so let me please!"

You acted excited and happy for them but you felt like a part of what made you happy had completely left.

A few months later you and Quackity were going to Niki's bakery for some snacks.

Quackity was filling you in on some stuff that had happened with him.

"So now Jschlatt is the president and I work for him, so yeah."

"What's it like?"

"He can be a bit... loud sometimes but other then that it's alright. Oh and guess what."

"What?"

"He asked me to marry him."

You've got to be shitting me.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I didn't give him an answer yet. But idk."

Come on Y/n! You may have lost your chance with Sap and Karl but you've still got Quackity! Now's the moment to say something.

"What do you want to do?" You asked, mentally punching yourself.

"Idk, he's a nice man but, I feel like he's not the one for me. I feel like there is someone else out there. Who I'm ment to be with." As the last sentence left his mouth, you both made eye contact.

'Y/n I swear if you don't say something right now! He's asking you to say it!'

"Did you hear Sap and Karl are dating?" You asked, playing with your food.

"Really? Good for them." You nodded.

"Yeah, they're really happy together."

"What about you? You got someone on their knees asking for your love?" He asked with a smile.

"Unfortunately, not everyone is as lucky as you to get a man on their knees for them-"

"OMG not what I ment Y/n!" You both laughed. This is what you wanted. You wanted to laugh with him. With Karl. With Sapnap. But that's not how it works.

"Maybe someday someone will."

"Yeah, maybe someday."

#karlnapity #karlnapity x reader #c!karl #c!Quackity #c!quackity #c!sapnap #sapnap #karl #Quackity #karl jacobs x reader #quackity x reader #sapnap x reader #poly! karlnapity #poly! karlnapity x reader #hello hello series

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sailorhyunjinz · 3 years

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Do you write yandere? If so, can I request skz yandere headcanons on how they would react when S/O rejects them because she doesn't wanna deal with whole drama that would come with dating an idol?

i mean kinda?? i have a seungmin yandere fic in my drafts sooo BUT YEAH

oh also, requests are not open but im just gonna do this one cause headcanons are kinda fun BUT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED <33

also why is the felix one so short-

Warnings; yandere!skz, rejection, k-dnapping, slight gaslightning or like manipulation, restraints, threats, aggression, mentions of masturbation, stockholm syndrome

Chan

nobody rejects him. nobody.

you two were friends from school and you were sooo happy when chan made it as an idol, finally persuing the dream he had been yapping on about for years.

but in the midst of that he realized that he had feelings for you, he missed you all the time, just wanting to hang out with you and maybe explore the things he had on his mind. so,, he decided to confess when you guys were at a cafe.

“look y/n,,, there’s something I wanna tell you” he started to which you tilted your head

“nooo,,, are you guys going on a tour again,,, i wil miss you sooo much channie” you said with a pout but the boy shook his head.

“i like you y/n”

your mouth stood agape, this was not what you expected and truthfully,,, not what you wanted.

“chan,,, y-you know thats not possible” you said with a frown, looking at him straight ahead.

“of course it is,,, why wouldn’t it be? w-what are you trying to say y/n?!” his voice started growing louder, you looking around in order to see that people werent turning their heads towards your table.

Minho

you have made a big big mistake my friend-

wont even hesitate to keep you hostage in his basement LIKE IM NOT JOKING-

might just tie you up and like,,, not even do anything to you, just talk to you and admire you, maybe tracing your facial features and cuddle closer on the cold floor

just wants to keep you as a pet or smth and you are scared out of your mind cause you cant move cause of the restraints, you cant speak because you have silvertape across your lips that he only removes to feed you but if you start screaming you wont get any so you deicde to just stay calm and quiet before someone saves you and play along.

i mean you do,,, kinda fall for him but you know you cant,, but you cant help but to fall for him and miss him whenever he’s out on schedule things

he always returns to you and you get so happy when you see the little crevice of light from outside when he opened the basement door

whenever he lies next to you, you put your head against his shoulder and take in his scent the best you can

he told you everyday that he would let you go if you agreed to date him but you shook your head,, maybe cause you liked being his prey.

Changbin

he’s more of the threatening type of yandere,,, like,, not that he’s violent but if you try to block his number he will create new ones and keep on sending you messages about how you have betrayed him and how he wished that you loved him back and all that,,,,

you guys often meet because you go to the same college and are students in the same department sooo,,,, avoiding him is pretty impossible

he stares a lot at you,,, you guys have a couple of classes together and he just stares the entire time, his eyes are just filled with revenge, he somehow wants you make you his, own you but he doesnt know how yet, for now he can just look.

watch this fucking message conversation just be this;

[why did you talk to him during class?]

[you could have just asked me]

[nobody loves you like i do. no one y/n]

you are never getting rid of him basically,,

he’s gonna get to you first ;))

Hyunjin

i feel like he goes more to the stalking route than the kidnapping and drugging and whatnot-

ok,,, you rejected him,,, but that doesnt mean you’re getting rid of him.

ohmygod what if he turns into a peeping tom- cause he obviously knows where you live.

like yall were not even that close?? he just saw you backstage at one of the concerts and thought you looked good so he decided to go up to, you werent an idol so no problem he thought.

but he gets a bit too,, hasty with his decisions and often falls for people randomly and so when he politely greeted you and gave you his number you simply shook your head, explaining that this wouldn’t be possible since you worked in the same industry and you needed to stay clear out of any scandals in order to keep your job.

no was not answer in Hyunjins mind.

luckily he managed to catch your full name by flickering through some papers in an office and also saw your full adress there, knowing exactly what he was going to do on his free time.

Jisung

if im being completely honest,,, i have no idea-

like,,, he gives me kinda pervy yandere vibes,,,

what if youre like his ex before he became an idol and now he wants to get back together with you-

oh,,, he masturbates to your pictures-

i feel like he always thinks about you, wondering what you like and wants to write songs about you but he doesnt do much-

but when he finds out that you have been hired by the same company as him to work as a like,,, economics accountant thingy he is all of a sudden vEEERY interested-

always asking the manager of when the group will have meetings with the accounting team,,, although they had nothing to do with them-

he just wanted to be in a conference room with you (and think pervy things about you in your tight office skirt and white blouse)

you went to the toilet on day and you saw him lurking around the same floor,,, WHICH ONCE AGAIN WAS NOT CONNECTED TO THE GROUP AT ALL-

and idk,,, probably sneaks in with you and locks the door before you even react that theres someone else in the toilet-

i feel like he’s pretty mild,,, but when he’s alone with you he is aggressive broooo

probably pins you to the wall and threatens you or smth along those lines,,,,,

(writing this is what my life has become to-)

Felix

“what do you think you’re doing?”

you turn around again, you had just thought of just leaving with a vague answer to his question but he was not having it.

“answer.”

his words sounded cold, his dark voice making an entrace, the exact one you’ve heard on many of the songs you listened to.

“felix,,, you have to understand,,, u-um,, if we date theres gonna be some issues” you said but he just stared at you with cocky eyebrows and a dark gaze, running his tongue on the inside of his cheek.

“do you think i care? would i ask you if i cared?” he said to which you shook your head automatically, what more could you do?

“you get until tomorrow to think and if i don’t get the answer i want well,,, we’ll see what i’ll do to you.”

Seungmin

he plots shit behind your back yk?

he’s more of the sneaky type of yanderes (oop spoiler to a fic heh)

like he makes this like fucking year long plan where the objective of the mission is to make you obssessed with him-

he starts kinda subtely,,, first its going to the same gym as you and like,,, knowing where you placed your stuff

and then he starts putting small notes like under your waterbottle when you went to grab something that say like “i think youre cute, call me” and then his number

you obviously dont react,,, because why the fuck would you contact a stranger at the gym

BUT THEN you realize that its him, its mf kim seungmin. yo,,,, u didnt know he went to this gym,,, that was not,,, the best-

of course you got a bit interested,,, you wanted to know how he was off camera,,, like just in his everyday life and i meeean,,, he was attractive but obviously you should stay away bc,,, he’s a celebrity but seungmin didnt want to stay away

he notes somehow started to get more aggressive,,, suddenly being like “why are you ignoring me?” and such,,,

and one night you were left alone in the gym with him,,, it was sooo quiet, only the sounds of your strained breaths as you lifted a dumbell

here where the plan came to play ;))

Jeongin

he’s obsessed with you and you are not going anywhere, even if you rejected him.

he’s more clingy?? LIKE HE WILL NOT LEAVE YOU

ok sure,, he falls more into the stalking category too,,,

also veeeery much a obssessed kinda yandere,,, like his mind is not thinking about how to like capture you,,, more about how to make you soooo comfortable and fool you into loving him despite the circumstances?

i just imagine that you work in a cafe and jeongin often meets you there when he buys coffee and you are already in awe when you see fucking yang jeongin enter the coffee shop on your shift but you were even more excited when he leaves his phone number on a napkin and slides it over the counter before leaving.

you thought about it,,, contemplating multiple times but,,, you decided it would be best not to since well,,, safety purposes

but he would visit you and every day his face got more and more perplexed cause he wondered why you didnt call

mf would not leave you alone, he would even wait outside the coffee shop until you finished your shift and walk you home,,, so now he knew where you lived-

and then do the same thing over and over again until you talked to him.

does. not. give. up.

#stray kids headcanons #skz headcanons #stray kids yandere #skz yandere #anon #Cherrymail🍒

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hqbbg · 4 years

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clean.

pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader

prompt: “guess I'll just have to cum inside you.”

genre: smut

word count: 3.8K

warnings: 18+, masturbation, slight degradation, blowjob, some spanking, fingering, orgasm denial, vaginal s3x, creampie, this is legit just filth so please read at your own discretion

author’s note: this is my contribution to the Haikyuu!! Headquarters server collab! Find the masterlist of a bunch of other great writers here 💖 hope you enjoy!

A soft hiss slips past Sakusa’s lips as he tightens his grip around the base of his cock. He slides his hand up his girth and uses his thumb to collect some of the beading precum to smear around the bulbous head, biting his lip to not make too much noise.

He knows he shouldn’t be doing this, practically disgusted with himself because of the situation he’s placed himself in, but he couldn’t resist.

You’d asked him to accompany you to visit your parents for one week, which meant it was the first time he would meet them in person. Sure, he’s spoken with them whenever you’d call them, but he wanted to do his best to leave a good impression on them for their first time seeing him in person. It was their idea to let the two of you stay at their home to avoid spending money on finding a hotel and whatnot—not that Sakusa would’ve even considered staying in such a filthy and public place—but that meant that the two of you would be spending practically every hour of the day with your parents during the week-long trip. This also meant that the only true alone time was at night before bed, although your parents’ bedroom was right down the hall, so it wasn’t the amount of privacy that Sakusa would have liked.

It was your last evening with them, so your parents had offered to take the two of you out to a fancy dinner, having made reservations and everything. You were both told to dress appropriately for the upscale restaurant, which was something you must’ve known about beforehand because you had packed a clean, white dress shirt and a pair of black slacks for him and a fiery red dress for yourself that he didn’t recognize.

Sakusa was by no means addicted to sex, but the moment he had seen you slip into the dress, he had wanted to rip it right off. The way it hugged every dip and curve of your body just made you look absolutely ravishing and the heels you’d paired with it were icing on the cake. Had it not been for your parents calling the two of you to hurry to avoid missing your reservation, he might’ve just taken you then and there.

The dress proved to be an issue throughout the rest of the night, starting with the way you’d swayed your hips with every step you’d taken in it. Sakusa found himself having a harder time maintaining his composure as the night progressed, especially when your hand kept brushing his thigh under the table which made it hard for him to focus on whatever story your parents were telling, travelling higher and higher with every couple of laughs shared at the table. He even had to subtly grab your wrist to keep your fingers from grazing dangerously close to his twitching cock.

It was moments like these that he had wished he could wear his face mask; he would be able to cover his face and not look as suspicious as he did now.

He had watched you from his peripherals, the way you were licking your spoon clean of the dessert your family had ordered for the table and the only thing he could think about was wanting your lips around his growing erection. He might’ve imagined it, but he also could’ve sworn that he saw your eyes flicker to him and your lips quirk into a smirk.

You knew exactly what you were doing and were clearly enjoying yourself too much.

He had to excuse himself from the dinner table before the check arrived and practically ran from the table, internally appreciating the fact that the restaurant had a single-use bathroom. He was quick to lock the door and undo his belt and pants, freeing his throbbing cock from its restraints and stood over the toilet.

He’s repulsed by the idea of touching any surface in this bathroom, no matter how nice it seems, but he knows that if he doesn’t take care of this issue now, it’ll only pose a problem later.

Sakusa’s pace is unforgiving as he spits into his own hand to help it move more smoothly up and down his cock. He closes his eyes and thinks of you, what it would be like if you were to be in this bathroom with him.

He thinks about the way you had slowly dragged your tongue along the dip of your spoon and bites his lip, wanting you to do the same to him from the base of his cock to the tip. You’d probably do it to tease him before dragging your tongue along his slit, coating him in your drool. You always like to kiss the red tip before wrapping your lips around it, swirling your tongue around as you pull your head back and release him with a ‘pop!’

He can practically see behind his closed lids the look you’d have on your face, grinning mischievously up at him as you wrap your nimble fingers around him and giving him a few generous pumps before leaning forward again to try and swallow him whole. Your fingers would grip and massage his balls, always earning the same reaction of him wanting to grip your hair and push you further down, relishing in your whines and moans whenever you’d feel him at the back of your throat.

Sakusa’s eyes flutter open and he’s breathing heavily as he watches his own hand squeeze and tug his cock—your cock.

He can feel his orgasm nearing and he continues to hiss and moan your name under his breath. Just as he feels that he can see the light at the end of the tunnel, there’s a knock on the door.

“Hey, Omi? Are you in there?”

He can’t stop, he needs to finish, he needs to finish—

“You’ve been in there for a while. Is everything okay? My parents wanted me to check up on you.”

Sakusa slows himself down, bitterly reminded that he has people waiting on him.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” he says, feeling frustrated that the moment is lost. He had been so close yet so far.

“Are you okay?” you ask once he steps out of the bathroom. His cheeks are flushed, and he looks upset.

He glances around the area for a moment before looking at you and grabbing your hand, guiding it to the pressing matter that is straining against his pants. He can see your eyes widen with realization and feels his lips twitch at the fact that you have the audacity to give him a squeeze through his fabric.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he hisses as he moves your hand away.

“I should be asking you that,” you tease him with a small smirk, indicating that you knew exactly what you’ve been doing all night, much to Sakusa’s frustrated dismay.

“Let’s just get back to your parents,” he grumbles. You do your best to conceal your giggle as the two of you walk back towards the dinner table. Sakusa tries to walk at an angle so his erection is hidden from plain sight behind you and the two of you arrive back at the table.

“Oh, there you are! Is everything alright?”

Sakusa nods, not wanting to be disrespectful, but finds it hard to focus his thoughts on anything but the idea of taking you tonight.

“Kiyoomi’s not feeling very well,” you say.

“Oh, it was probably something in that appetizer. I haven’t been feeling very good myself since we ate that.”

“Let’s hurry home then.”

Music to Sakusa’s ears.

Ever the gentleman, he holds the door open for you and you give him a sickeningly sweet and innocent smile as you slide into the backseat. He follows you in shortly and is relieved that it’s dark in the small compact space as the car begins to move.

He tries to ignore you as you slide yourself snug next to him, pressing yourself against him with every turn the car makes. You have your eyes fixed on the road ahead, but your hand finds its way onto Sakusa’s thigh once again. You feel his muscles tense under your fingers, and you try to resist the small smile tugging at the corner of your lips. He looks as if he’s holding his breath and has one hand gripping the armrest on the door while the other holds your wrist. You glance at him innocently and the look in his eyes is dangerous.

Your attention is averted when your parents ask a question and you casually reply, retracting your hand back to yourself. Sakusa visibly relaxes for a few moments and you try not to laugh.

As your parents continue to converse with the both of you, you take advantage of this time and slide your hand between his legs as he answers a question about his occupation, giving his still very erect cock a squeeze. His voice cracks and he quickly tries to recover by coughing and clearing his throat, both your parents stifling giggles as you yourself try not to burst out laughing.

His fingers are wrapped around your wrist again as he jerks it away. He leans in towards you and you do your best not to shiver upon feeling his hot breath fan against your neck.

“Just wait until we get home,” he all but growls lowly in your ear. You can practically feel the heat radiating off his body before he pulls back and sits up in his seat, keeping his grip firm around your wrist for the rest of the car ride home.

When the car finally arrives in front of the house, Sakusa does his best to remain polite yet feels his patience running thin when you take your time chatting with your parents about something that he had been too distracted to pay attention to earlier. He shifts uncomfortably as everyone gets out of the car and moves to the front door at an achingly slow pace, feeling anxious to hurry and get inside.

Unfortunately, the torture for him doesn’t end there, as you choose to stay in the living room and chat for a little longer about something he knows can be held another time. You do a good job of positioning yourself in front of him, so your parents are still blissfully unaware of the bulge in his pants and keep their focus on you until you finally bid your parents goodnight.

The walk to your shared bedroom is short, but you take your time, knowing that Sakusa is probably ready to snap at any moment. He proceeds to prove you right as you step into your bedroom and he’s quick to follow you in. Before you can even say or do anything, you feel him grip your wrist and pull you back, turning around to push you against the door, causing it to slam shut. Your eyes widen on instinct and you feel his calloused fingers wrap around your neck as he leans in close.

“You think you’re so cute acting like that in front of your parents, huh?”

You resist the whimper bubbling in your throat as you look up at him, his eyes dark as he stares you down.

“If you want to be a slut, then get on your knees and act like one,” he growls and releases your throat. You do little to protest, sliding down the door and getting on your knees as you were told. A familiar heat begins to burn between your legs.

Little time is wasted in unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his slacks as you use nimble fingers to quickly free him of his cloth prison. You feel your mouth water at the strained outline of his bulging cock through the darkness of his boxers and yank the fabric down to let it all pool at his feet. The hardened length practically springs to life and you waste no time in gripping it and giving it a few pumps before wrapping your lips around it.

Sakusa throws his head back at the warmth of your mouth and bites his lip, knowing that if he’s too loud, your parents might hear. He hangs his head back forward and watches as you gingerly suck on him, cheeks hollowing out as you use your hand to grip and squeeze what doesn’t fit in your mouth. He rakes his fingers through your hair, gripping a handful in the back to roughly push you deeper. You try not to gag and choke at the sudden pressure, feeling tears sting your eyes as he holds you there for a few seconds. When his grip loosens, you pull your head back and gasp for air, feeling a thin string of saliva connect your lips to his cock. Your eyes flicker up and you instantly feel another surge of warmth between your legs at the sight of Sakusa’s half-lidded eyes, parted lips, and pink cheeks.

Your fingers make their way to his balls and massage them, and you drag your tongue along the underside of his cock from the base to the tip. The wet muscle drags along the ridges, tracing a particularly thick vein.

“Fuck,” he hisses under his breath. “This is what you wanted all along, huh, you little slut?”

You continue to bob your head, humming in response as he grunts at the vibrations. You can feel that he’s close as he rocks his hips to match your pace, gripping a fistful of your hair again to force more of himself down your throat.

“I’m getting close,” he grits through his teeth as his pace quickens. Tears are once again prickling your eyes, threatening to spill over as he roughly fucks into your mouth. “You’re gonna swallow my cum like the good little cock slut you are, got it?”

You can barely even whimper in response before he holds your head still and you can feel his essence shoot down your throat. You swallow everything you can, swirling your tongue around his length to lick any remnants away until he practically jerks your head away from him. Your lips release him with a ‘pop!’ sound and he hisses at how sensitive he is. You wipe some of the excess that’s dribbled down your chin and look up at him, trying to keep your coughing at a minimum.

“Get on the bed.”

He stands back a little to give you enough room to stand and you quickly shuffle your feet towards the bed, trying to recover while ignoring the subtle soreness developing in your throat. You sit down on the edge and watch him as he begins to unbutton his shirt, your eyes slowly trailing down his broad chest to his cock that’s still standing tall and proud.

He must’ve been really pent up.

You sit in eager anticipation of what he’ll do next, unable to tear your eyes away from his as he finishes unbuttoning his shirt and shrugging it off. He tosses it aside and leans down so he’s at eye level with you.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard tonight,” he says, “but your parents might hear us, so you have to be quiet, okay?”

You nod.

“Good,” he says, straightening himself. You can’t help but feel slightly disappointed, having hoped that he would at least kiss you. “Turn around on all fours.”

His voice is husky, and you simply do as you’re told, climbing slightly higher up on the bed in the position he wants you in. You feel the bed dip with his added weight and turn your head slightly to see what he’s doing. He admires your backside for a moment before lifting your dress up and hooking his fingers onto the hem of your panties. He roughly pulls them down and nearly rips them in the process, but before you can even say anything in protest, a large palm lands firmly against your exposed flesh. You yelp in surprise and he looks at you with a quirked brow.

“I said to be quiet, didn’t I?”

“Sorry,” you bite your lip as he tugs your panties down your legs. You lift one leg at a time until he’s able to fully remove them, expecting him to simply toss them aside. To your surprise, he reaches forward and shoves your panties into your mouth.

“That’s better,” he grunts with a smirk on his lips. You probably shouldn’t feel as aroused as you are at this commanding side of Sakusa.

You feel a thick finger swipe upwards against your slick folds and you whimper as he examines his glistening fingertip. You want to say something, but feel two digits abruptly insert themselves in and you’re suddenly glad you have something to muffle the moan that’s ripped from you.

His pace is quick and rough, and you bite down harder on the fabric in your mouth as your back arches, your head hanging low. You use one hand to rub at your clit, only finding momentary relief until Sakusa ministers another slap against your ass.

“Did I say you could touch yourself, you fucking whore?”

You shake your head and remove your hand, bringing it back to its original position. You grip the sheets in your fists as you feel his fingers curl and reach a particularly deep spot within you, making it very hard for you to keep quiet. You lean forward onto your elbows and bury your face into the sheets, feeling that you will be too loud otherwise.

Just as you feel your first orgasm approaching, Sakusa removes his fingers and you’re left clenching around nothing. You lift and turn your head to look behind you in frustration, though you’re not left frustrated for long.

Sakusa positions the fat tip of his cock in front of your hole and slides in without warning, warranting an immediate and loud moan from you. Your underwear falls from your mouth and your eyes practically roll to the back of your head as you’re filled to the brim with him. You can feel a rough hand grip your hip while the other finds its way around your throat. He pulls you up so your back is pressed against his chest and you want to turn your head to kiss him, but he quickly attaches his lips to your neck, sucking and nibbling against your sweet spot. You’re quick to tilt your head to give him easier access, one hand reaching behind you to grab Sakusa’s hair, weaving your fingers through his thick curls, while the other grips at his arm as it moves between your legs and finally touches the sensitive bundle of nerves. He rubs rough circles as his hips continue to snap against yours and you’re racing to the finish line that is your orgasm.

He begins to whisper dirty things into your ear, calling you his good little cumslut and you clamp your hand over your mouth to quiet your moans, though you’re sure it’s ineffective. The sound of skin slapping against skin combined with the overwhelming pleasure muddles your senses and the only thing you can think of is how good Sakusa feels inside of you. After a few more rough thrusts, you feel your walls clamp down as your orgasm washes over you.

Sakusa slows down, finding it increasingly harder to maintain his rhythm as your velvet walls tighten around him and he knows he won’t last much longer. He decides to pull out, however, letting you go, and sitting back. Your muscles are shaky as you look at him, confused and fucked out.

“I didn’t cum yet,” he says simply, tilting his head slightly as he leans back against his palms on the bed. You bite your lip, understanding his implications and crawl over to him on your wobbly arms and legs. You throw your leg over him so you’re straddling him, placing one hand on his shoulder to steady yourself while the other grips his throbbing cock to position at your dripping entrance.

You slowly lower yourself down, whimpering at the sensitivity until he’s fully sheathed within you. You place both of your hands on his shoulders and bury your face into his neck as you slowly rock your hips, rotating them every so often. Sakusa lifts his hands to finally unzip your wrinkled dress and you tiredly lift your arms so he can lift the fabric over your head, leaving you completely bare before him. As you continue to rotate your hips lazily, he palms your breasts and looks up at you. You finally take this chance to press your lips against his, having wanted to do this all night and wrap your arms around his neck as you feel his tongue push past your lips. You entangle your fingers through his hair again and moan against his lips as he pinches your pebbling nipples, eventually sliding his hands down the dip and curve of your waist to your hips. He helps guide you as you move up and down, his hips meeting you halfway.

He’s not as rough as he’s been, knowing how overstimulated you already are, though his hips begin to move faster. It eventually gets to a point where you have no choice but to bury your face into his neck to stifle your moans as he holds your hips still and simply thrusts upwards against them. You feel another orgasm quickly approaching and know that this time, Sakusa is right there with you.

“Fuck, baby,” he hisses. “I’m gonna cum.”

“We can’t get my parents’ sheets dirty,” you pant as you lift your head slightly.

“Guess I’ll just have to cum inside you,” he grunts as he begins to pick up the pace. You bite your lip as another wave of pleasure begins to crash over you, consuming you completely. Not too long after, you feel Sakusa begin to shoot ropes cum inside of you, painting your insides white. He finds your lips quickly and kisses you to let you swallow his moans, slowing his movements to an eventual stop.

The two of you sit there, panting heavily in your post-sex glow. You slowly lift yourself off, wincing at the oversensitivity while Sakusa carefully moves to the edge of the bed.

“Where are you going?” You ask as you watch him stand.

“We’re all sweaty, so we have to shower now,” he replies, beginning his trek towards the bathroom. He turns when he realizes you’re still awkwardly positioned on the bed to not let any of his cum spill out of you and onto the sheets. “Well, are you coming?”

“I can’t feel my legs,” you frown slightly.

“If you were good, I wouldn’t have had to be so rough. You can make it up to me in the shower.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyū!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #sakusa x you #sakusa #sakusa kiyoomi #haikyuu smut #sakusa smut #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x you #hrnybbg

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sunghun · 3 years

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enhypen pranking you

requested; yes!

warnings; some cursing??

note; help i feel like this took forever to write 😭 and i literally have no excuses other than procrastination and the fact that i couldn’t think of pranks for like half the boys. hopefully my next post won’t take as long...

unedited so apologies for any mistakes/typos!!

희승 | heeseung;

okay i feel like heeseung would be the guy to go on reddit and be like “how can i prank my s/o without making them cry or get angry”

will absolutely research until he finds the perfect prank

he decides on the one where you wipe off your s/o’s kisses bc like

that’s a relatively harmless prank right??

if only he knew

so later that day when you two meet up you give him a kiss on the cheek like always

and he just . wipes it off

you can tell he’s kinda trying to be discreet about it

and at first you’re kinda confused by it

but then figured maybe you accidentally put too much chapstick on and left some on his cheek

bc you know. that can happen

but then throughout the day he just?? keeps wiping them off???

eventually you can’t take it anymore

“alright lee heeseung what the fuck is your problem”

immediately he knows he’s screwed up

like you used his government name and everything

“i might’ve been.....idk.....pranking you. or something.”

“😐😐😐”

never tries anything like that again

who knew you could be so scary?

제이 | jay;

okay it took me like 8 years to think of a prank jay would do

but i feel like he might try the “pretending to talk bad about my s/o in another language” thing

like one day when you and him were just having a casual little date

he gets a ‘phone call’

and he’s just like “hey babe do u mind if i take this? sunghoon said he needed to talk about smth”

“ofc baby go ahead 🤗”

and so it begins

the first time you didn’t even realize he said your name

so the next time he like . overemphasized it

and yeah it got your attention it also made you suspicious as hell

his first mistake

you looked at him questioningly thinking that maaaaybe you were being dramatic and he was just trying to get ur attention

but he just ignored you and kept talking

and you kept hearing your name Very clearly

and you can see jay discreetly glancing at you to see your reaction

which just confirms that it’s a prank

and you’re pretty sure you know which one he was trying to do

so after like ten minutes with absolute no reaction from you

jay finally hangs up

and you’re just like “did u have fun pretending to trash-talk about me to sunghoon?”

he just freezes for a second

bc damn he did not expect you to figure it out that quick

but then he just wraps his arm around ur shoulders and grins

“typical y/n. sucking the fun out of everything.”

you’re about to protest

but then he gives you a very sweet kiss

so all is forgiven ❤️

for now

제이크 | jake;

i’m sure we’ve all seen those videos of someone calling their significant other by their name instead of a pet-name or smth

so naturally jake decided to try it on you

bc. ya know.

he only ever calls you cutsey nicknames and shit

his friends like to tease him abt forgetting your name because like. literally he never calls you by it.

but it’s okay because you never call him by his either

bUT anyways

one day when you two were just chilling at your place watching movies and stuff

and you were in the kitchen making some popcorn

so he just goes for it

“hey Y/N can you bring me some water?”

he has to stop himself from losing it at the way you just freeze

“i didn’t know we were back on that level, JAEYUN.”

oh shit

is literally the 😦 emoji

was not expecting the uno reverse card

makes up for it as soon as you sit back down

kisses all over your face and calls you the most ridiculous names.

“i’m sorry my lovely sugarbear, sweetie-pie, pumpkin, baby boo.”

he’s just lucky you didn’t bring him a glass of ice and tell him to wait <3

성훈 | sunghoon;

recently, you got a box from ur mom that was full of all your favorite snacks that you couldn’t get in korea

and you were like . so excited

which is why sunghoon, your lovely but slightly evil boyfriend

decided to play a prank on you

you had been gushing to him about how excited you were to have some of them when you got home from work/classes

and so he decided to hide them

later when you went to get them you almost had a heart attack when you couldn’t find them

“hey babe have seen those snacks my mom sent?”

“oh you mean those odd looking ones? yeah the guys came over earlier and we kinda finished them off. sorry hon.”

now

sunghoon was absolutely ready for you to get mad

he was prepared for shouting and maybe even having a pillow thrown his way

what he was not prepared for was your face falling and tears to start welling up in your eyes

“o-oh. okay.”

“wait y/n-“

but you had already started crying

which might seem like an overreaction but like

you’d had a really shitty day

and looking forward to those snacks and cuddling with your boyfriend was the only thing keeping you going

and you just couldn’t help it :(

“y/n, baby i’m sorry please stop crying.”

runs as fast as he can to where he hid them and brings them back to you

“look, see? i was just pranking you.”

promises that he won’t ever do something like that again

bc he hates seeing you cry :/

선우 | sunoo;

it took me so long to think of a prank sunoo would do 😭

but after some careful consideration

i think he would do smth like give you really salty cookies just to see how you react

like are you gonna tell him they’re awful in a nice way or will you just tell him straight up that they taste like crap??

is so obvious about it tho

“hey y/n wanna try these cookies i made with love just for you~?”

watches your reaction very closely when you take the first bite

he can tell that you’re trying so hard not to make a face

“wow, babe. these are uh, really good. thank you so much!”

wait what

are you.....trying to spare his feelings???

“are you sure? they’re not too salty or anything?”

“nope! i love them!”

did you just take another bite???

this time you can’t hide the grimace quite as well tho 😭

at his blank look you try to take another bite

but he stops you before you can poison yourself anymore

“babe you weren’t supposed to pretend to like them i know they’re awful 🤦‍♂️”

is very touched that you would eat a cookie that is like half salt just for him <3

정원 | jungwon;

okay don’t @ me but i feel like jungwon would just like . try to ignore you

like he saw someone on youtube doing it and their s/o was being super affectionate and cute trying to get their attention

and he’s just like.....😏 hmm.....

so he tries it out the next time you come over to his place

and you’re just . so confused??

bc aside from him opening the door to let you in

your usually sweet and cuddly boyfriend is acting like you’re not even here??

you start trying to get his attention with snuggles and cheek kisses and bringing him something to eat/drink

but the boy won’t budge

and now you’re paranoid

did you do something wrong??

is he really upset????

finally you can’t take it

and you come up to him a little watery eyed

“i don’t know what i did, but i’m sorry. i’ll try not to do it again.”

literally breaks his heart in two 💔

immediately apologizes and tells you that it’s a prank

and then cuddles you the rest of the night without letting go <3

니키 | niki;

one day while watching random youtube videos

niki got the stupid brilliant idea to pretend that he was gonna break up with you

of course he had to wait for the right timing and whatnot

and that seemed to be just a few days later

the two of you planned to play video games and watch some movies

and that seemed like the perfect time to do it

so a few minutes after he got to your place

and you two had just sat down on the sofa

he turned to you all serious and said

“y/n. i hate to do it like this, but i can’t keep it in any longer. i think we should break up.”

“oh thank God.”

wait what

why did you sound.....relieved???

“wh-what?

“yeah i was actually planning on breaking up with you, but you beat me to it! nice one, bro.”

niki frowns

“y/n this isn’t funny.”

“oh but it would’ve been funny if you did it to me?”

yeah turns out jake found out about his little prank and tipped you off

omg but once niki realizes that you’re not actually dumping him he just kinda.....crushes you into a hug

“i’m so sorry you’re right it isn’t funny please don’t leave me.”

the rest of the day is spent much more calmly after you two vow to only play harmless pranks on each other.

#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x you

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emeren · 3 years

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birthday boy - eren jaeger

shameless birthday fluff for the boy who deserves a happy ending and a happy birthday

pairing: eren jaeger x fem!reader

word count: 2.1k

content warnings: absolutely none, 100% fluff!

notes: i’m emerging from my request writing hole to post this lil one shot for my love’s birthday. i did not read over this so there may be errors or whatnot, but enjoy!

SUMMARY: reader shows eren what it means to have a good birthday.

eren had never been one for birthdays.

he’d tried, he’d really tried to love them just as much as everyone else did. he could vividly remember all of the kids in his class bringing in donuts and ice cream and handing out little handmade invitations - invitations he never received.

after two or three failed birthday parties thrown by carla - birthday parties that only armin and mikasa showed up to - eren had stopped trying. he insisted that he hated march 30th and that it was the worst day of the year. his mom always made a big deal out of it anyway, insisting on taking the three kids out for ice cream and a movie in celebration.

eren would’ve never admitted it, as his pride was too strong, but he liked the small celebration his mom would throw. just him and his two best friends, building blanket forts and being allowed to watch one PG-13 movie for the special occasion.

he remembered his tenth birthday being the last one that he even bothered acknowledging. that was the last birthday with his mom, the last birthday that didn’t go forgotten on grisha’s busy schedule. that was the last birthday that he went for ice cream and got to watch a PG-13 movie.

as he got older, birthdays became less of a big deal to his peers. they weren’t large scale, festive events, but rather small group hangouts that involved getting drunk in a field. some sad, petty part of eren enjoyed watching everyone’s special day become exactly like his had always been: just another of 365.

he didn’t remember telling you what day he was born. in fact, he was sure he hadn’t told you. it’d been a conversation topic he’d narrowly avoided in the past; lucky enough to have met you around april in order to skip over the awkward ‘oh, it’s my birthday’ chat.

so he was confused.

he was confused when he pulled his apartment door open, only to be met with your figure holding a carefully wrapped gift. hell, even eren didn’t realize that it was his birthday. he’d stood there in the doorway, gawking at you with a half-asleep look in his eyes.

“what’s that for?” he’d asked incredulously, pointing at the gift. you laughed, the sound music to his ears as you slipped into his apartment.

“happy birthday!” you squealed, setting it down and wrapping your arms around his slim figure. eren frowned for a moment, mind counting through the days of the calendar until they landed on march 30th. oh, i guess it is my birthday.

he hugged you back, eyes still warily focused on the gift. “who told you?” he’d questioned.

you smiled up at him, placing a light kiss on his cheek. “i have my ways.”

eren didn’t know what emotion it was that burned in his chest at your soft grin. he desperately wished for it to be annoyance, but it wasn’t, so he resorted to feigning it instead.

“i’d rather we didn’t make a big deal about it,” he grumbled, slipping from your arms and walking towards his kitchen. he didn’t see the way you rolled your eyes or the way you mocked his voice, only turning around to see you approaching him with a bag he hadn’t previously noticed.

“that’s alright, i was just going to make you some breakfast, if that’s okay?” eren normally would’ve protested any other special treatment on his birthday, but it wasn’t very unusual for you to cook him a meal. eren had a big stomach, and absolutely no skills in the kitchen. he resorted to shrugging, not wanting to show you the way your suggestion made his heart skip.

and so he watched you. he watched you flit around the kitchen and make him his favorite breakfast (waffles with strawberries and whipped cream, extra side of bacon). your movements were so mesmerizing he’d nearly forgotten about this rotten day, the day that his younger self had declared the worst of the 365.

“here, shithead. enjoy your meal,” you hummed playfully, sliding the plateful of food in his direction. eren flipped you off, too hungry to pick a fight as he dove into his meal.

he tried to ignore the feeling of you staring as he scarfed down his waffle. he’d hoped you wouldn’t say anything else about his birthday. “do you wanna open your gift after we’re done eating?” you’d asked.

eren paused his feast to look up at you, your eyes focused on your own plate as you waited for a response. he was apprehensive, but decided to take the bait nonetheless. “uh, sure.”

eren could remember the best gift he’d ever gotten. it had been a handmade terrarium from armin and mikasa for his eighth birthday. they’d gone out in the woods behind their houses and rifled through the bushes and weeds to put together a jar filled with all sorts of creatures and plants. eren’s favorite had been the spider - whom he’d lovingly named peter - as he would catch flies and other small insects to feed to him. he’d been so excited about their cheaply made gift that nothing had ever come close to topping it (not that he ever got much in the ways of gifts, anyway).

as you sat him down on the couch, carefully placing an oblong box in his lap, he was unsure. he loved you, no doubt, but he didn’t know what on earth you could’ve gotten him.

his previous confusion only grew when he opened the box to find a bundle of wildflowers. they were a mix of baby hues, soft and simple. he looked to you, brow raised in question.

“flowers?” he’d asked, mind pondering all the possibilities. you laughed lightly in response, standing from your seat next to him.

“c’mon,” you gestured for him, eyes scanning his bare chest. “go put a shirt on and come with me.”

eren sighed, standing himself as he set the flowers on the couch. “listen. i love you, i really do. but i would just rather we don’t make a big deal out of today, alright?”

he watched you roll your eyes, watched you fold your arms over your chest.

“i’m not making a big deal out of today,” you’d responded, a hint of annoyance in your voice. “just go put a shirt on. it’ll just be the two of us.”

eren talked a lot of game regarding his self-proclaimed willpower, but he would never understand how easily he caved to you. thirty minutes later, he was sitting in the passenger seat of your car, eyes mindlessly gazing out the window with the bundle of flowers in his lap.

you were playing his favorite music, humming along as your fingers tapped against the steering wheel. he’d just stared at you, admiring your beauty as you turned up a desolate road that he’d been too focused on you to recognize.

it wasn’t until the car stopped; surrounded by newly blooming flowers and freshly greening trees, did he piece together where he was.

“mom?” he’d breathed, eyes glancing out the window. you just smiled in response, unbuckling your seatbelt and getting out of the car. eren looked down at the bundle of flowers in his lap, wildflowers, his mom’s favorite.

in that moment he felt like crying. sure, he’d cried on his birthday before, but this was different. it was a cry of appreciation, one that burned in his chest as you impatiently pulled his door open. he was quick to blink the tears away, putting up a front as he got out himself.

his mom’s cemetery was atop a hill, located away from the city amongst the trees and wildlife. he remembered picking it for her because of how freeing it felt - it was more of a place for remembrance that mourning. he knew that was what his mom would’ve wanted.

eren showed his appreciation by wrapping your hand in his, intertwining your fingers as the two of you approached his mom’s headstone.

“what made you think of this?” he’d asked quietly, setting the bundle of flowers right beneath her name carved within the granite stone. he remained kneeled in front of it; long fingers coming up to trace the words. he’d been surprised by your answer.

“i know you hate your birthday,” you’d started, watching the moment in front of you. “and i know your mom was the only person that ever tried to make you enjoy it. i hope it wasn’t insensitive of me to bring you here? i just thought maybe you’d want to spend the day here with her.”

and there it was again: that burning within his chest. he pulled his fingers back from the cold stone, relieved you couldn’t see the mix of emotions on his face. it was on the contrary. he’d never had someone think of him this way, think of what he truly wanted to do. he smiled as he stood to face you.

“thank you.” he’d said sincerely, wrapping his arms around you and kissing the crown of your head.

the two of you sat for hours, hands wrapped together as eren told stories about his mom and talked to her gravestone as if she were really there, too. he talked about his tenth birthday; how his mom had rented some barely scary movie, but how armin couldn’t sleep for weeks following their watch. he talked about the time mikasa had beaten up one of the popular kids for only excluding eren from his birthday party. before he knew it, he was wrapped up in stories upon stories.

all too fast, the sun began to dip past the horizon. the two of you stood from the grass, pants slightly damp with mud but neither of you cared. eren leaned down, pressing his lips to the stone as a parting goodbye - something he’d started doing as a kid.

as you drove away, eren felt content with how the day had gone. he watched the sunset from the window, face flushed and a small smile on his lips. he enjoyed the sweet moment, but couldn’t help the perverted thought that crossed his mind. he’d never had birthday sex before, and oh boy was he excited to try.

the car stopped outside of his apartment, the two of you walking up to the door hand in hand. he grabbed his keys, about to unlock the handle when you stopped him.

he loved when you looked at him like that. when your eyes were big and doe-like, filled with a mix of adoration and excitement. your hands carefully wrapped around his jaw, pulling his lips down to meet yours in a tender, warm kiss.

he could feel his heart clench at the action, pulling away with a smile on his face. “what was that for?”

“i just love you, ‘s’all.” you hummed in response, motioning for him to open the door. eren hated that you could make him blush, looking away with a playful roll of his eyes.

he wasn’t expecting what waited for him behind the door.

with the flick of the light switch, all of his friends popped up from around the apartment, yelling ‘surprise!’. his eyes widened in shock, a large banner that read off ‘happy birthday eren!’, but the words were all scrunched together at the end, the banner not large enough.

“connie made that!” armin explained hurriedly, as if noticing the way eren’s eyes traced over the decoration. eren couldn’t help the burning in his chest as he looked at all of his closest friends.

sasha, connie, jean, mikasa, armin, you. you, who had clearly planned this all. eren wasn’t ever very sappy, at least not since he was in high school. but the burning in his chest had become too much to bear, overwhelmed by all of the decorations and confetti, and thoughtfulness.

he looked at you, tears in his eyes. he’d never had a big party before. he’d always wanted one, and here it was. “thank you.”

“goddammit, this is what you get for taking him to the cemetery before his surprise party!” jean yelled, pointing at his friend. “i don’t think i’ve seen you cry since you were an annoying ass teenager!”

“oh, shut the fuck up,” eren replied lightheartedly, embracing each of his friends. he wasn’t even embarrassed to cry. it’d been so long since he’d felt so loved.

and so you all sat, eating ice cream and watching a horror movie. eren was in the middle, you curled up on his one side and armin on the other. as all of his friends enjoyed his birthday, squealing at the unnecessary gore, he couldn’t help but smile.

maybe march 30th wasn’t the worst day, afterall.

<3 <3 <3

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dokifluffs · 4 years

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Overfeeding and Aftercare | Kenma, Bokuto, Kuroo

Pairings: Kenma X Reader (gender neutral), Bokuto X Reader (gender neutral) ft. Akaashi, Kuroo X Reader (gender neutral)

Genre: Fantasy!! VAMPIRE HAIKYUU. Flufffyy

Author’s Note: it is about time i dip myself into my favorite genre: fantasy. i hope you all enjoy! Happy reading~~

Warnings: blood, passing out from loss of blood, kuroo’s is a bit spicy

Overfeeding and Aftercare | Tendo, Himekawa, Miya Twins

Kenma:

The bitter cold of winter nipped at your cheeks and nose as you walked through the windy day to Kenma’s house, snow crunching beneath your boots with every step, the wind howling in your ear, your eyes squinting at the piercing wind blowing in your direction

No one else even dared to step outside on this day yet here you were

You clenched to the key to his door firmly in your pocket, mentally preparing yourself as you approached it to open it one swift go

Which you did

You groaned into the seemingly empty house as you stomped off the snow on your boots on a towel in the corner behind the door

You peeled off your layers as the heat around the house slowly embraced you. No lights were on but you could see the flickers of flames burning in the fireplace in the living room yet no one was there

Your skin, mostly your hands and cheeks burned as your body temperature rose back up to it’s normal warmth in the cozy home

The house was quiet and still as if it was sleeping, crackle and popping sounds filling the living room

“Kenma?” You leaned on the stairs, calling upwards, your voice echoing into the sudden wide open space of the staircase

“What?” His sudden soft spoken voice made your head whip to the living room, his face illuminated by his switch, eyes glued on the monitor as he played animal crossing

“W…Were you there the entire time?” You asked so confused, you could’ve sworn it was empty yet here he was sat comfortably in a loose t-shirt and sweatpants

“Mm, maybe, I don’t really remember… What are you doing here?” His voice was soft, soothing with the crackles of the fire, the bright flickers illuminating on his facial features. He didn’t even look up from his game as his thumbs never stopped moving

“It’s feeding time, remember?” You made your way around the other couches and sat to the right of Kenma, the cushion soft and plush, you were able to sink right in beside him

You rolled up your sleeve and offered your right wrist in front of his mouth

He paused momentarily from his game, his dainty hand barely even touching yours as he sunk his teeth into your wrist before returning back into his game

In this position, you rest your chin on his shoulder, watching him play, listening to the sounds of his character, who looked exactly like a cat, run around, catching animals and whatnot to distract yourself from the slight suckling sounds from Kenma as he fed

He was never one to feed much with his small appetite, taking the bare minimum of what he needed, eager to return to his game but it was always a big relief seeing when he was actually feeding, taking more than the last

The two of you were wrapped up in the game, watching as his character went from island to island, making deals, purchasing clothes and shops, trapping his villagers

You played animal crossing too, you just weren’t the best nor did you advance your island that much; it was a slow process but you were fine with it but seeing how Kenma played with what seemed like limitless currency and resources, you couldn’t help but wish your island looked as good as his

Coldness began to slowly creep up your body from your legs to your abdomen and your arms

You shivered, suddenly feeling drained and dizzy

It wasn’t until your consciousness was slipping out of your grasp did you realize kenma had been feeding on your non-stop ever since he bit into you, constantly draining you of your blood as he played

Before a word could get passed your lips, your body fell back to the couch with Kenma not even realizing

“Y/N, I made a character look like you…” His words died off when he turned showing off the character he dressed in clothes you typically wore

His eyes flickered bright red for a brief moment feeling guilt wash over him seeing he made you pass out. “This won’t do,” he tucked his switch carefully into his pocket as he scooped you into his arms

As your mind slowly woke, your eyes opened to the warm light of a lamp illuminating behind you, the shirt kenma wore with his body right beside yours

You woke to the sound of his animal crossing as he continued to play

Your body felt as stiff as a statue as you slowly regained strength after your sleep. Half your body was laid over Kenma’s, one of his arms looped around your shoulders so his hands could hold his switch over your heads

“You’re awake,” he glanced down to you when you shifted your legs, your breathing patter different now that you regained consciousness. “Sorry, I overfed,” he apologized as a little “yahoo” came from his character after finding a rare item dug up on the beach

“It’s fine, are you well fed now?” You rubbed your hand over his chest, letting out a deep breath you didn’t realize you were even holding, melting your warm body with his cool one

“Mmhm, thanks to you,” his lips pulled into a subtle smile

“Look, I made you in my game,” he ran his character to a nicely made house that looked like your bedroom, the character looking exactly like you

“Hmm, so cute,” you hummed, nuzzling your face even closer to his comfy body

He turned his body toward you more, readjusting his hold on his switch so you could watch too. This only made you wish you brought your switch too so you could play with him and visit his island

Before he went back to progressing his island, he gave your character in his game flowers

“An apology gift,” the two of you chuckling under his covers in his warmly lit bedroom

“You are forgiven,” you draped your arm around his thin waist, giving him a light squeeze as a hug as you continued to watch him play for the rest of the evening

The bitter winds continues to blow outside, you were grateful you were no where else than right here with Kenma

Bokuto ft. Akaashi:

You let everything go and relaxed yourself as you slept in your bed, the curtains shutting out any bit of sunlight that could potentially peek in

The weighted blanket on your body made you sleep deeper, keeping you warmer than ever as your mattress cradled you as you visited the dream world

Your bedroom was filled with the sound of your breaths and e fan blowing through the room but with your unconsciousness, you didn’t even realize or feel anyone else in the room

Especially not Bokuto as he silently stepped toward you

He could feel his stomach dropping and grumbling as his ears filled with the booming sounds of your slowed heart beat in his ears, his fangs poking his plush bottom lip

Your shoulder was bare as you slept, a perfect opening for Bokuto to satisfy the never ending hunger he craved for your blood

Your smell alone was able to enhance his senses tenfold, especially when hungry which was nearly always

Being in your bedroom that was filled with everything you, his vision was tunneled as he set his sights on your shoulder

He knelt down as you slept near the edge of your bed

He brought his finger over your arm, warm with life and blood that your beating heart pumped, the thought of your taste making his mouth already water

Unable to resist it any further, he ignored the conscience voice of Akaashi who told him to wait until you called that you were ready to feed them, mainly Bokuto

His teeth sunk into your skin and lips onto your arm as he sucked, his hand gripping your wrist and the other your bed sheets

Your brows furrowed as you slowly woke to the draining feeling and pinching pain in your arm, your vision blurry as you turned your head over to find Bokuto feeding on you

It was like honey on his tongue and lips, his eyes fluttering shut and rolling back, enraptured by your taste

His gluttonous side came out as he fed, your body waking up and jolting in his grasp as he readjusting his bite

“Ow, b-bokuto,” you tried to push him off of you but it was no use; he was infinitely times stronger than you and especially stronger as he drained you with what felt like your life being sucked out of you

None of your protests worked as he was in his own world, not even hearing your voice or your taps to his body

Your vision blurred as his figure doubled, tripled in your eyes, your breath slowing down as darkness that dotted the corner of your vision was now taking over the entirety of your vision

It felt as if there was a weight on your body that paralyzed you

You could feel your heart beating weakly, your face pressed into a different fabric that wasn’t the bedding of your bed

Blinking your eyes, your vision was suddenly met with Bokuto’s glimmering golden eyes with tints of red as his hands held the edge of the couch, his normal perked up, spiky hair drooping down

“Y/N, I’m sorry,” he apologized profusely, an iron muzzle covering his mouth, making him looking like a sad puppy

“It’s okay, you must’ve been hungry, right?” You cupped his face, his skin flawless and cool to the touch, your hold light on his skin as he covered your hand with his

“He was supposed to wait for me, my sincerest apologies, Y/N,” Akaashi spoke up, still pretty annoyed as he sat on the other couch which made sense as to why Bokuto had his muzzle on

Despite being centuries older, Bokuto relied on Akaashi to control his feedings after almost killing you more than he would like to count

His strong grasp cautiously lifted you as you tried to sit up, pulling and holding you close in his embrace, his hand running down your back

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” his eyes glistened with sadness and you knew he meant these words. You were his everything and hunger gets the best of everyone

“It’s okay, just wait til I’m ready next time, okay?”

“Mmhm,” he nodded. “I also bought you some of the candy you like,” he pulled out the little baggy from his pocket at Akaashi’s advice when he first arrived as the younger one treated your bite, cleaning your unconscious person

Bokuto fed you the candies one by one as you remained sitting in his lap, your head resting on his shoulder to regain your strength, a blanket draped over your laps

Glancing up to Bokuto, you could see the dejected look in his eyes

Without a word, you reached your arms around Bokuto’s head, unclasping the leather straps that held the muzzle around his face

“Y/N-“ Akaashi spoke up, sitting up from his seat

“He won’t hurt me,” you reached to the buckle hidden by his hair

“No, he’s right, leave it,” Bokuto took a hold of your hand, bringing them back to your lap

His non-beating heart ached as he remembered the hard pain on the back of his head when Akaashi pulled him off of you like a feral beast, the color drained from your skin, your body cold, nearly matching his own

He could still hear the faint sound of your heart beating as Akaashi pinned him down, how weak and slow it beat in your chest

You shook off his grasp and reached back behind his head, unclasping it and removing it, tossing it to the end of the couch

“You didn’t mean to, don’t feel like you’re some kind of monster when you’re not,” you leaned into Bokuto’s body, doing your best to wrap your arms around his waist, resting your head on his collar

He wrapped his arms around your body and squeezed you but never enough to ever hurt you

“You never have or will be a monster, Ko,” you leaned up pressing a kiss to his neck and cheek repeatedly

“Never,” you mumbled into his ear as he leaned back onto the couch, laying with you on top, never wanting to let you go as he took in your scent but the hunger never came

Not when he got to hold you and have you exist in this lifetime with him after seeing so many come and go

You were the one he never wanted to see go

Kuroo:

You shook off your raincoat and boots as you stepped through the door, closing it behind you, powerful winds outside which made it seem like all the trees were going to fall over

Before you could even speak, Your back was suddenly met with the door you just closed

Kuroo’s lips moved with yours, his head leaned down to taste your tongue with his, one hand propped above his head on the door, the other holding your jaw, tilting your head up

He kept his leg in between yours

“Time for me to eat, kitten,” Kuroo’s eyes glinted a bright red as he pulled out of the kiss, your lips already swollen from his rough force

With his thumb, he turned your head away, pulling down the collar of your shirt a bit more so he could latch his fangs into your skin

The way you tasted made his eyes roll to the back of his head in pleasure, humming as he suckled, not wasting a single bit

You let out high pitched whines at the piercing feeling, your hands gripping onto his wrists, trying to shake him off a bit but he was too strong

You weren’t going anywhere, especially when he had been starving for the past couple weeks. It wasn’t your fault you couldn’t make it last week to your normal feeding day

But Kuroo was desperate. Everything, all his senses and needs and urges were heightened and now you were stuck here

Your blood coating his tastebuds was like liquid gold to him, he wanted to taste everything

He pulled back, seeing the way your blood dripped out, exciting him even more as he pointed his tongue, trailing the blood up until he lapped his teeth marks in your neck

He pulled your shirt more, stretching the collar to reveal your shoulder. He sunk his teeth once again into your body, the hunger he had been feeling for the past weeks slowly disappearing

You whimpered into his hear as he fed, hearing nothing but the way he suckled on your blood

But he couldn’t even hear you- all he could do was taste so he wasn’t aware at all of how excited he was making you feel, subconsciously rubbing his knee in between your legs

With a loud crack of thunder and a beat of your heart in your ears, you could feel the room beginning to spin all around you

As you raised your hand, it seemed to be moving in slow motion

“K-Kuroo…” your voice was unstable, your body growing weaker and weaker with the way he fed, the taste and his hunger mixing to make him lose his sense

“I’m gonna… pass�� out,” your voice died out, your body growing limp in his hold without him noticing

He fed on you, naturally holding your body up, not even realizing your current state until he could feel a subtle sticky coldness pressing to his cheek

Pulling away, to his horror, your neck slowly bled out, the collar of your shirt soaking it all up. He was too enraptured with your taste to even notice this as well as your unconscious state

He lifted you off your feet in a swift motion and carried you upstairs immediately

Your head began to squeeze as your mind slowly woke again, your body feeling a strange combination of temperatures- cool in front but warm everywhere else

“Are you awake, baby?” You blinked your vision out of fogginess as his voice echoed a little in the bathroom all around

He held you close, arms looped around your body loosely, your chest to his, head rested on his shoulder, your own legs resting around his sides surprisingly comfortably

It took you a moment to figure out where you were but you felt so drained, you accepted everything

The hot water of the bath felt warm around you, not too hot as you expected with Kuroo’s cold blooded body holding you close

Everything felt so pleasant- the light tapping sounds of the rain bouncing off the skylight in the big bathroom, his touch as he held you close, your bare bodies so exposed to each other and so vulnerable but you never felt safer and more at home than right now with Kuroo

“What happened?” You asked groggily, eyes heavy, drawing lines down his shoulder as he rubbed his hand down your back

“I may have fed from you too much,” he rubbed the back of his neck before returning to your back. “Blood got onto your clothes so after I treated you, I threw them in the hamper but it was also on your body so I figured we could take a bath together.”

Kuroo, being immortal, always felt cold. Specifically, the temperature never really bothered him but feeling how warm your body was against his, he felt like a kitten beneath a heated kotatsu. However, right now, this wasn’t the case; he felt a cold shover run down his spine at the guilt that percolated inside his body

You were mortal, you always felt warm to him but he felt his non-beating heart drop when he felt how cold your body was, limp in his hold

He never wanted to experience that ever again

You didn’t even realize the gauzes he had applied to your neck and shoulder over his bite marks until he mentioned it

“I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He secured his arms tight around your body, squeezing you impossibly closer to his body. “Forgive me?”

“Mmhm,” you hummed as his words went through one ear and slowly out the other. “I’m so tired,” you yawned, melting his body with your hot breath on his neck

“Then let’s get you out and dressed. I’ll bring you to bed, hm?” He moved his head back until it bumped into the wall, his gaze falling upon you with your cheek squished into his shoulder

“Mmhm,” you repeated to which Kuroo just chuckled, standing up as water dripped off your bodies, holding you like you were a koala bear latched onto him

He dried off your body as you struggled to stay awake, dressing you in his closed before he did as he said

He lifted you off your feet and brought you to his bed, staying right by your side until you woke. “I love you,” he kissed your forehead, heart swelling when your hand grasped at his shirt even as you slept

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love struck!au x tbz

find other love struck!aus here: monsta x | day6 | ateez *this post was commissioned through kofi

sangyeon

confident sangyeon spends half the day flirting with you

then shy sangyeon spends the rest of the day running embarrassment laps around the creker building

he has high spikes of adrenaline where its just quite literally circling you with hearts in his eyes and doves singing

and then low long silent moments where he sits in a corner, muttering at the wall and everyone is like what is going on with him

if he could he might just spend eternity flip-flopping between the two

it’d take an intervention to get him to just seize the opportunity during one of his more positive moods to just ask you on a date

the only problem is he talks so fast and so jumbled and waves his hands around

and you’re like wh-

and he’s like datetommorrowcoffeeorteawhichdoyoupreferdoyounotevenwanteitherwhataboutumlikeamoviepleasesayyes

once again you are like ?

and sangyeons meter of confidence is slowly depleting hes about to run away until sunwoo is like

let me step in and translate:

sangyeon wants to go on a date with you tomorrow

when you brighten up and accept, sangyeon just breathes a sigh of relief and maybe almost tips over from the intense amount of feelings hitting him at once lol

jacob

no one takes him seriously when he starts saying he likes you

not because you’re unlikable but because jacob says it with such normalcy that everyone is like

nah

if you liked them, you would definitely be all mushy and shy and embarrassed about it

and jacob is like what are you talking about im not embarrassed to have a crush on someone i think is really awesome

even kevin is like dude don’t push it - you shouldnt make jokes about liking people

and jacob is just like *blinks*

but seriously, everyone expects him to be writing lyrics in secret and practicing some kind of grand serenade to ask you out - like you’re literally an angel dude so you have to like someone in the most cupid-esque way possible

which jacob is just like :/ about because there’s no right way to show someone how much you like them-

juyeon: sorry what i was not listening?

you on the other hand, don’t ever even catch wind of it because jacob is so sweet at all times

polite, caring, gentle touches, lots of eye contact, little smiles that make your heart melt, the usual

that you just assume he’s like this to everyone so of course you are clueless and his lack of grandiose confessions is making everyone else clueless too

until one day jacob is like fine if no one believes me ill just tell them a

nd everyone in the room is like pfft would love to see you try-

three seconds later jacob is standing in front of you and saying “want to date me?” and you’re so shocked you can’t speak

but the rest of tbz is so shocked at least three of them nearly faint

younghoon

keeps his mouth shut

literally like shut shut like not a WORD to you or to anyone in a five foot distance of you

he’ll be talking to chanhee about something and you’ll walk in and suddenly younghoon just hits pause

chanhee is like hello are you broken hello and younghoon is just _____

until you walk out of the room and then he’s like

“-that’s why i think we shouldn’t include that dance move”

and chanhee is like what the hael just happened

you will be in a conversation and pull younghoon over to join you and when you’re like what do you think!!!!!!!1

he looks at you and the cognitive function for speech just disappears

maybe its your cute face accelerating his heartbeat or maybe its the all the nerves in his body going haywire because all he wants to say is how much he really really likes you

but he can’t just SAY that so instead he says nothing

sometimes he’s lucky and members who understand this younghoon lovestruck glitch are around can save him

but sometimes its just you and him and silence until youre like ok- well-

you think maybe he just doesnt want to talk to you because he doesnt like you

so you apologize for bothering him

and its like everything that has ever blocked him from speaking before just flies out the window

because suddenly younghoon is holding your hands in his and saying

“no, im sorry. i just dont know what to say because i like you so much.”

it’s the longest sentence you’ve ever heard from him

and you are so flustered but all you can say back is

“you can keep saying ‘i like you’ if you want...........”

younghoon for the rest of the week: i like you

you: giddy

tbz: kinda wishing he’d shut it again

hyunjae

there’s no lovestruck period, it’s straight up infatuation from day ONE

and it comes at full force

hyunjae is like bubblegum, stuck to you and only you

sugary sweet and always reminding you that he is available whenever you decided you want to take him

it can really overwhelm someone, because his attention is fixated and forthcoming

and i mean you’d really have to lack all the common sense in the world not to see that he’s interested

but that’s the thing interest is not always a form of sincerity so you just kind of chalk it up to him trying to be funny

and he sprawls across your lap like a cat

happy with the fact that you just giggle and smile because ok you might never believe that he’s so in love with you it hurts but at least you still let him near you

really people probably ask you if you’re dating him and when you say you’re not their follow up is usually like well arent you exhausted having someone you dont love always around

and you’re like um - no well - i mean - and you are like ok i mean i do love him but im not going to be a fool and fall into a trap of thinking im special

and hyunjae will literally be like they are special. i feel nothing for anyone else, it is just them

and you’re like see! he’s so sweet!

and at some point i think you either drive hyunjae crazy and he kisses you because words are pointless - actions are everything

or chanhee pushes you two into each other from pure, unfiltered annoyance

“if you love each other stop pretending like it’s a big joke and just DATE!”

juyeon

return to kindergarten romance

literally he sees you and goes pink to the ears and slinks behind his friends even though he’s taller than most of them

and he can barely hide the fact that he jumps over the rainbow when your shoulders brush in the halls

if no one knew any better, juyeon probably scribbles your name in hearts on a notebook page somewhere

but then crumples it up and almost eats it if anyone tries to see what he’s up to

but again you enter the vicinity and he’s goo - muttering and forgetting to string nouns to verbs or whatever

everyone is so amazed that someone with so much charisma on stage can turn this goddamn goofy around someone he likes

and you are energetic and bright - you always want to pull juyeon into the loop - and you think the flustered look on his face is just from genuine surprise or confusion

and you’re like “oh! let me explain what we’re doing blah blah blah” and yes juyeon knows you guys are going to play monopoly but like words? dont? come ? out ? of ? his ? mouth?

and just like kindergarten he probably ends up writing you a note about how much he likes you (tick this box for yes and this box for no) or some form of that

maybe like a text where he is like hi do you want to go on a date and it was actually supposed to be like a ten page essay about why he likes you but then he got too nervous to send it so yeah

its a text that comes out of the blue and when you agree and see juyeon in person the next day you’re like why didn’t you just ask me like months ago

and once again, words? dont? come? out? of? his? mouth?

kevin

gift giving

nonstop gift giving

like to a point where jacob is worried about kevin’s spending habits

but it is all like handmade items and cute stuff he sees that reminds him of you

and everyone knows he has a crush before he can even process it because they’re doing a show halfway across the country and everyone is like practicing or doing something on their own

and kevin’s like guys look i saw this in a shop and it reminded me of-

all of tbz looking at him like: we know who it reminded you of

he plays it off though when he gives you the gifts, he’s like ah this was just like in my bag or whatever or oh i made this extra keychain when i had a day off like do you want it

and kevin thinks he is so sly and covering it up so damn well but he isn’t

you try to give gifts back, mostly because you feel bad that he’s always offering something to you

and one day you are like - at first as a kind of jest - like “here ill just give you myself in return”

and you throw your arms around his neck like you’ve done a million times before and oh shit you think kevin is going to pass out with how fast his heart starts beating and how he overheats

and you’re like kevin?!??!?! are you ok!?!??! and he’s like areyouserious

and you’re like wh and he’s like are you serious about that,,,,and you’re like oh well i mean do you even want someone like me

and kevin unblinkingly is like of course you are the only person i want

and suddenly you realize that these gifts youve been getting are kevin’s love language and its so freaking cute

(but also stop spending money just give kisses instead) (kevin agrees but he is still like im buying you anything cute i see because u are cute and cute people deserve cute things we love kevin moon logic)

changmin

ignores his feelings by throwing himself into his work

much to the surprise of no one, because he’s naturally a workoholic and perfectionist, but this time something is off

no one should be beating themselves up over such miniscule mistakes like he is

and hyunjae is convinced changmin has finally lost it, like the goddamn lid has flew off the kettle with this one

because they finish practice and everyone is clapping and changmin looks like he’s going to crush the speakers with his bare hands

less lovestruck as he is loveconfused because the real reason he’s so upset is like

he wants to focus so hard on being a great performer and whatnot but when he shuts his eyes or takes a moment to breath

his brain is fuzzy with thoughts of you and not like super romantic flowery thoughts like you see in movies or read in comics

its just little snapshots of you being,,,,,,,,,,,you

laughing along with eric, fixing the hem of your shirt in the mirror, waving at changmin before looking both ways and crossing the street to his side

GOD WHEN HAS SOMEONE CROSSING THE STREET MADE HIS HEART DO A BACKFLIP

the worst thing is he can’t seem to find a way for it to stop until like you are actually in front of him

like the real you - not the memories and thoughts he has daily of you - no just you

and you’re putting your hands on his face and he’s sweaty and hot from dancing for god knows how long and you’re like

“don’t wear yourself out like this, take care of yourself - if you don’t want to do it for you - can you do it for me?”

and changmin realizes oh right - for you, for you he could move mountains, for you he could fly, like seriously for you he could do anything

and he thinks he just says this to himself but he just said it outloud and somewhere in the room hyunjae is slapping his knee like

“AH! he’s not nuts - he’s just in love.”

chanhee

falls head over heels for you and expects you to read his mind about it

you walk into a room and he sits up a little straighter and is like ok one step two step ok come over to me, look at me, pay attention to me

and you - because you are not a mindreader - go to talk to juyeon first

and chanhee is like OH I SEE HOW IT IS and gets all moody there on out

honest to god he probably knows he’s overreacting but he just does not get why you cant tell how he’s feeling

and he asks like everyone this question and theyre like what? because you aren’t making it obvious at all?

and chanhee is like what the hell do you mean i totally make it obvious and everyone is like did you ask them out? did you get them a gift? did you compliment them?

and chanhee crosses his arms like no......but like......i smiled at them in a way i dont smile at the rest of you clowns

tbz: :/

either way, you start to notice this pattern, that when chanhee is not getting your attention he gets a little like a cat and curls himself away from you

so you, much like one with a cat, start to shower him in attention

and he just uncurls and gets all giddy and swats anyone away who tries to get into your little bubble with him

and its a bit entertaining really lol but you think its just chanhee being chanhee

till it keeps happening over and over and over again and you’re like ok wait

and chanhee is like hmm and you’re like why dont we just go somewhere alone together like on a date or something if thats what you like so much

and chanhee, who has been under the suspicion you have been going on dates sitting together in the tbz practice room is like

“oh right! a date, um i guess sure!”

inside he is screaming

haknyeon

does not waste time, he puts his detective hat on and makes a plan

for one of the youngest members he probably puts the most diligence into liking someone

its not just lovestruck butterflies and running away whenever you’re around

haknyeon swats all that gooey-mushy stuff away and is like ok lets see what movies do you like? what kind of food do you like? he has to know so that when he asks you out he is ready to impress

it shocks some of his other members, sangyeon has never seen haknyeon almost bite younghoon’s hand when he tried to as him to get off the shared desktop

haknyeon just wants to know everything about you - which kevin says he could probably do by talking more to you

and haknyeon is like go away grandpa and kevin is like WH-

either way, when it all comes to a head and haknyeon has memorized what he’s going to say in his confession to you for the one millionth time

he does not prepare for what actually happnes

which is you bound up to him with your arms open and you’re like let’s hang out! just the two of us!

and he’s like ok ill go get the other- wait

haknyeon.exe has stopped working

because truth be told he’d spend so much time trying to research and be perfect when all you really like about him is how fun and eccentric he can be

so you just ask him out first and this was not in the plan, but haknyeon is not about to let go of your warm hand as you pull him along beside you

sunwoo

swears to deny it to his grave because one) it’s embarrassing and.........no that’s it. it is embarrassing to have feelings

jacob: feelings aren’t embarrassing! they’re the reason we can care so deeply about others <3

sunwoo: ok nerd........keep it moving

and unlike younghoon who just goes silent around the people he likes or juyeon who tries to find sangyeon to hide behind

sunwoo just straight up is like cold. and you are like what didi i do?

everyone is just like he’s complicated, it’s just who he is and he’s young so just ignore him

but it makes you sad that sunwoo just doesn’t want to be your friend

and in sunwoo’s head he’s like I DONT WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND BECAUSE YOU ARE MY DREAM PERSON BUT THATS SO FREAKING CORNY TO SAY SO LET ME JUST MAKE GRUMPY FACE

he also has such a bad luck, even when he’s not trying to come off mean he probably accidentally spills something on you or breaks something of yours

and instead APOLOGIZING like everyone is telling him to do he just yoinks out of the room and you’re like damn :(

to be honest, i think the more you guys get distant the more sunwoo falls deeper into it because even with everything

you are always so kind and sweet and how? like how? how are you doing that?

it probably takes a miracle or actually just like someone spilling the beans to you that sunwoo stayed up all night trying to fix the bracelet of yours he broke for it to all change

for you to find sunwoo and hug him and thank him for trying to fix it and the minute you touch him its like

all these stupid little walls he built melt into nothing and sunwoo is just like i like you so much im sorry im so dumb and you’re like

well you’re like shocked but youre like im sorry i also like you and im also dumb sometimes

both of you standing there wide eyed but also like super super super giddy

one day you aren’t even talking to each other the next day you are cuddling on the couch

kevin: these people are giving me literal whiplash

eric

thinks you’ll never feel the same way so he does the next best thing, he tries to be your bestest friend

for someone so spunky and confident in himself most of the time you’d think lovestruck eric would just GO for it

but more than he is like outgoing and brave, he is devoted to people he loves

and losing you as a friend over confessing his feelings would probably spiral him into a dark place

so he’ll just take his spot as a super close friend, and horrible wingman

who tries to get you to admit that you like someone in the group when you have told eric ten times no you dont like changmin like that and yes juyeon is cute but youre not interested

and eric just wants you to be happy and he thinks youre lying and keeping it from him because like you think it would be weird to date someone in tbz

and he’s like cmon tell me! or do you like someone from skz, im friends with felix - do you think he’s cute

and at some point it wears you down and you are just like over to play video games and have fun with eric

and he’s like hey felix said you were pretty when i showed him a photo and you are like ERIC LISTEN TO ME and he’s like blinking like oh?

and you’re like i do like someone but its you and so since that isnt going to happen lets move on

and eric is like lets not move on because from the minute i saw you i thought cupid lodged an arrow so deep in my heart its been stuck their permanently and yes i watched hercules last night so i made that analogy isn’t it about time you kissed me so i would shuttup?

and when you do you’re like ok i have wanted to do that SO many times and he’s like well you should have

and youre like dont be sassy i will bring up every oppurtunity you tried to hook me up with your group member if you do and he’s like

i will shut my mouth forever if that is what you wish <3

#the boyz au #the boyz imagines #the boyz scenarios #tbz au #tbz imagines #member: the boyz #tbz scenarios #the boyz #tbz #sfw #the way younghoon is the ideal man: nothing to say just heart eyes in a stupor JK trgkdls

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“I knew you had a smart mouth but that was unreal.”

jungkook x reader (or oc) genre: smut; fluff word count: 3.5K

a/n: Hi lovelies!!! This is literally just Jungkook and Holly hanging out in his room at the dorm and one thing leads to another and they get a little intimate for the first time. Includes hand and oral stuff... that’s all lol. Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you all enjoy! :))

WIPING your palms on your leggings, you inspected your attire, wishing you would have ignored Jungkook’s suggested “casual and comfy” dress code and at least wore some jeans.

You took a deep breath as you raised your hand, knocking on the dorm door.

Jungkook has just arrived home from a trip to the United States where he was doing superstar shit like going to the Grammys and whatnot, no biggie. And as if you weren’t already nervous to see him, now you had to deal with an impromptu meeting with his best friend.

Jungkook initially told you that you two would have the dorm to yourselves, hence why you were standing in front of the dorm door right now instead of sitting on your couch with Jungkook in your very private apartment.

However, not even a full minute ago when you alerted him of your arrival, you received a reply that stated, “Taehyung is here, just a heads up.”

You considered yourself to be a pretty confident person, but things with Jungkook were still new and his members were the most important people in his life. And here you were, meeting one of them in your damn leggings and your black t-shirt that read in big white letters, “Be polite you fucker.”

Your internal panic over your clothing choice was suddenly halted when the door opened, an attractive man with light green hair standing there were a straight-faced expression.

His presence was almost intimidating until a wide smile spread across his face, stepping back and holding his arm out in a welcoming gesture. “Jungkookie,” Taehyung called out in a teasing tone, making you smile in amusement. You couldn’t help it.

As you entered the dorm, Taehyung read over your shirt for a moment, a low chuckle leaving his lips as Jungkook quickly rounded the corner from the hallway. His eyes were wide when they met yours and you both smiled in excitement of seeing each other.

“I told you I’d answer the door,” Jungkook cutely complained to Taehyung as he made his way toward you.

“I thought it was Peaches,” Taehyung responded innocently. He seemed pure.

Jungkook’s gaze left you for a moment as he neared, his eyebrows raised. “Is she coming over?” He asked Taehyung just as he appeared in front of you, a boy-like grin on his face as he grabbed your hand, easily intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Hey,” Jungkook greeted you quietly but happily, your smile growing.

“Hi,” you responded, squeezing his hand. God you wanted to grab his face and kiss him. Turns out two weeks is a long time away from someone when that someone is Jeon Jungkook.

“Why? Would you like the dorm to yourself?” Taehyung asked playfully, both you and Jungkook looking to him to see him raising his eyebrows suggestively.

“Ok that’s enough,” Jungkook stated, you smiling at how his skin flush in embarrassment. He started toward his bedroom, pulling you away from Taehyung and evading any further teasing from his friend.

“I’m Taehyung, by the way,” the man called out after you, you turning to wave at him. Before you could respond with your own name he told you, “I know who you are, Jungkook doesn’t stop talking about you,” he smiled impishly, Jungkook groaning as you giggled.

“Thanks for the info,” you told Taehyung, you both sharing a nod before Taehyung walked out of the room into what you assumed was the kitchen, doing cute little head movements as he hummed to himself.

Turning back toward Jungkook, you ran right into his back, hard, as he halted, his hand on the doorknob. Snapping his head to look at you, he gave you an apologetic smile. “You ok?” He asked with sparkling eyes, you nodding with a giggle. “I just wanted to make it clear that I don’t have any expectations,” he told you sweetly, you smiling fondly at him. “I’ll even sit on the floor if you want.”

“Jungkook,” you giggled. Leaning toward him, you whispered, “Relax and show me your room,” your lips grazing the shell of his ear. Jungkook’s tongue pushed to the inside of his cheek as he let out a light scoff.

Opening the door, he led you inside, allowing you to walk into the room before he shut the door. You hesitantly dropped each other’s hands as you scanned the room, taking in the surroundings and noting how tidy everything was. As you eyed the bed, noting it was small, just a twin-size, his eyes were on you. You smirked to yourself before looking around more.

“What movie do you want to watch?” He asked you, you slowly peeling your eyes from the desk full of camera equipment to look at him with a smirk.

“I have no preference,” you told him, Jungkook immediately groaning, you giggling at his annoyance. “Show me one of your favorites,” you told him.

He hummed in thought, looking up to the ceiling. “What if you’ve seen it before?”

“Then I’ll see it again,” you said, Jungkook smiling with a nod. Making his way to his desk, he grabbed his laptop before turning to look at you.

“You can sit on the bed, make yourself at home,” he told you, you nodding as he turned back to his computer, searching for a movie. Feigning confidence, your heart pounding in your chest, you sat down on the bed, crossing your legs underneath you as you watched Jungkook click away on his laptop.

He turned to look at you with a little grin, making you give him one back, both of you obviously nervous but trying to conceal it. He placed the laptop toward the bottom of the bed before taking the spot next to you. His thigh bumped against your knee as he settled himself against the headboard.

The movie started with a blue screen, an image of Totoro and Mini Totoro featured with the “Studio Ghibli” lettering, making you gasp.

“Yeah?” Jungkook asked, you smiling widely as you waited to see which film would show up. At the mountain-scape, your eyes widened, shooting to Jungkook in excitement.

“Princess Mononoke?”

Jungkook smiled widely, his eyes sparkling as they crinkled in the corners. “You like it?”

“I love it,” you told him, looking back to the film. “It might be my favorite Ghibli film, tied with Spirited Away.” His eyes widened as he nodded, looking quite excited at your reveal. “What? Did I just pass some sort of Jungkook test?”

“A Jungkook test?” He chuckled, now intrigued by what you meant.

“Yeah, like everyone has their interests and we tend to quiz people we like on them, just to gage how they react. Kind of like a compatibility test,” you explained shyly, your face heating up the more you spoke.

“Ah,” he said in realization, wearing a boy-like smile. “Maybe you did just pass a Jungkook test then.”

Looking at him, you suddenly felt much more comfortable, giving you the confidence to stretch your legs out in front of you and scoot back so you were shoulder to shoulder with the man. He pretended not to notice your proximity, watching the laptop screen as you grinned to yourself, smitten with his nerves.

Resting your head against his shoulder, he instinctively leaned into a bit as you turned your face to leave a small kiss to his upper arm. “I missed you, you know,” you admitted in a soft whisper, your breath on Jungkook’s neck.

Turning to look at you, his eyes took on an expression of both sincere gratitude as well as desire. Stretching his arm to rest behind your head, you nuzzled into his hold, Jungkook’s other arm wrapping around your waist.

“Fuck, I missed you too,” he breathed out, as if he was relieved to finally have you in his arms. Looking up at his face, your eyes lingered on his lips, observing the way they quirked in the corners, yours mimicking the motion. “Taehyung wasn’t lying,” he added, your eyes widening just the slightest bit in question. “I talk about you constantly.”

“Oh, I know,” you teased. “You’re obsessed with me.” Jungkook giggled at the comment, his hand sneaking under your t-shirt to draw patterns on your bare hips. “It’s cute, don’t worry.”

“Mhmm,” he hummed. “What about you?” You bit your lip at the question. “Are you obsessed with me?”

“Undetermined,” you said simply, Jungkook scoffing at the comment as his eyes traveled from your own down to your lips. Moving your hand to rest on the side of his face, you craned your neck toward him. Jungkook met you somewhere around halfway, attaching his lips to yours in a sweet kiss.

It was a quick and natural progression into a more heated one, your lips working with one another’s, mouths open as you let out small moans. Jungkook’s hand grabbed the flesh of your hip as he rolled you both over, his hip positioned on the mattress, his opposite leg slotted between yours.

The movie was long forgotten, the dialogue providing nothing but background noise as your hand slid to the back of Jungkook’s neck, gripping the hair at his nape. You tugged on the strands, Jungkook letting out a small groan at the feeling before smirking against your lips.

His own hand grazed your side as he moved it toward your chest, his fingertips toying with the bottom edge of your bra. It was just a flimsy lace garment, no real structure, allowing you to feel the drag of his finger along your breast with little obstruction from the clothing.

The moan you released against his lips encouraged him to take it further as he squeezed your breast in his palm, positioning a finger inside the top of the cup. You reached your hand underneath his shirt on his back, pushing the material up to hint that you wanted it off. He took your cue easily, sitting up on his knees to remove his shirt, you tugging your own off as he did so.

When his shirt was pulled off of his head, his eyes raked in the sight of your upper body adorned in nothing but your delicate black bra, the sight eliciting a groan from him.

You and Jungkook had found yourselves in a few heavy make out sessions before, but clothes were never removed. This was new and exciting territory and you were unsure of how far you’d both take it.

His hands grabbed your waist, pulling you up as you moved with him, gracefully changing positions so he was seated against the headboard and you were sat on top of his lap. Straddling him, you rocked your hips teasingly atop him, feeling his hardened length underneath you, making the man let out a breathy chuckle mixed with a moan. It was by far the sexiest sound you’d ever heard to date.

Jungkook’s hands roamed your sides and rib cage as he appreciated your body for the first time. “You’re so beautiful,” he told you, his eyes dark as they lifted from your chest to meet your gaze.

Without a word, you reached behind yourself, unlatching your bra, Jungkook’s eyes darting to the strap that slid down your bicep. You held the clothing to your body, giving him a teasing smirk as Jungkook pushed his tongue to the inside of his cheek.

“What do you want, Kookie?” You asked, Jungkook letting out a single breathy laugh as he ticked his head to the side.

Running his hands up your arms, he felt the material of the bra straps between his fingers. “May I?” He asked, tugging on them lightly.

Lowering your arms, you allowed the bra to slip off your frame, Jungkook pulling it from your arms as he tossed it to floor. He wasted no time in moving his hands to your chest, feeling the flesh appreciatively as he mumbled, “so pretty.”

You leaned down to kiss him passionately, Jungkook’s arms wrapping around your waist, tugging you closer to him. He moved his mouth from yours, trailing his lips down your neck and overtop your collarbones. You arched your back, pushing your chest closer to him, and he wasted no time in moving his mouth to your breasts. Kissing you, he then switched to sucking and nibbling, causing you to let out a moan as you bit your lip.

The sound had Jungkook quickly flipping you onto your back as he hovered over you. His mouth was on yours in an instant, his hand feeling your chest just a bit longer before moving it lower down your body.

Dragging his finger along the waist band of your leggings, he paused just above your navel, flattening his palm against your abdomen. He paid close attention to the way your stomach contracted in anticipation, and he pulled his face from yours, separating the kiss to inspect your features.

“Is this ok?” He asked with a small smile, you letting out a breathy laugh against his lips as he lowered them to yours again, leaving a sweet peck.

“Yes,” you breathed out, kissing him harder as his hand slipped inside your leggings.

His fingers made contact with your clit quickly, not having the self-control to tease you. You moaned lightly at the feeling, grabbing onto his shoulders as you continued kissing him, the action getting messier as he focused more on your pleasure.

When he slid a finger inside, you breathed out, “Oh, fuck,” against his lips, the man smirking as he pumped the digit. He rested his forehead against yours, your eyes locking on each other’s, both hooded and dark.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, you whining at the compliment as he added another finger. Your hands slid down his chest and his toned abdomen.

“These are nice,” you complimented his abs, Jungkook giggling boyishly at the comment, the adorable sound a complete contrast to way he’s fingers worked your center as he used his thumb on your clit.

He kissed you again, you running your tongue over his bottom lip before biting it gently, Jungkook groaning at the feeling.

You used one hand to pull the waistband of his sweatpants away from his body, sliding your other hand inside, underneath his briefs. Wrapping your hand around him, Jungkook jolted above you, smiling shyly. You nearly cooed at the sight.

With his bangs hanging in his eyeline, his breaths becoming sharper as he began moving his hips, you swore you’d never seen anyone look sexier or more stunning.

“God, do you know how gorgeous you are?” You asked him breathlessly, Jungkook’s doe-eyes widening slightly as he stared at you, his gaze sparkling, a smile spreading on his face. He looked so sweet and shy but his fingers were sinful.

The pureness in his features vanished when he moved his mouth to your chest once again. Through a blissful huff, you moved the hand that wasn’t in his joggers to his wrist.

��I’m close, baby,” you breathed out, Jungkook looking up at you with excited shimmering eyes.

“Not yet,” he grinned mischievously just before he began kissing down your stomach. Reaching your leggings, he pulled his fingers from you to tear down your pants all the way to your ankles, pulling one foot out of them as he slotted himself between your legs.

As he pulled the garment off your leg, he knocked his fist against his laptop, almost sending it off the bed, but luckily his reflexes were fast enough, catching it at the last minute. Shooting you a shocked look, you laughed loudly, undeniably amused by the guy. He leaned over off the mattress to put the laptop on the floor before popping back up, his hair sideswept from his quick movement.

“Ok, where was I?” he asked, grabbing your ankles and tugging you closer to him, you squealing with a laugh as he slotted himself between your thighs.

He left a kiss to your inner thigh, looking up at you with those bambi eyes, but this time, they were dark and hungry. He kissed the other thigh, you letting out a short whine, Jungkook giggling against your leg.

“Is this what you want, baby?” He asked, kissing your center once before looking up at you. You bit your lip as you stared down at you. “Yeah?” He smiled before licking a strip, the sensation causing you to press your head back against the pillows as you bucked your hips up.

His tongue was magic, and though you were expecting some sort of intimacy with him that night, his enthusiasm for your pleasure took you by surprise. It didn’t take long for your high to approach with his face between your legs. Just like with all things Jungkook did, he was golden.

You placed your hands in his hair, lightly tugging the locks as your climax got closer and closer and when the pleasure peaked, you lifted your hips up, Jungkook having to use his arms to hold them down onto the bed as he worked you through your orgasm.

“Jesus fucking christ,” you groaned out once you caught your breath, Jungkook giggling as he crawled slightly up your body, crossing his arms over your abdomen and resting his chin on his wrist, watching you in utter fondness.

“You feel good, baby?” He asked, seeking praise, though he already knew he just fucking wrecked you.

“So good, oh my god, get up here,” you told him, the man staying stubbornly in place as he admired you and your nude form. “Guk, I wanna make you feel good too,” you pouted, Jungkook smiling adorably.

“I do feel good,” he told you, moving his face for a moment to leave a sweet kiss to your hip. “Don’t worry about me.”

“Jungkook,” you warned, the man simply laughing.

“No, tonight’s about you,” he told you. “You can thank me next time.” You raised your eyebrows at him and he smirked.

“Baby, you’ve been an amazing host tonight, but if you don’t let me get you off I’m gonna get really grumpy,” you told him, Jungkook giggling even more as he finally crawled up your body, hovering over top of you.

“Well,” he mulled it over, “I would hate for you to get grumpy.”

“Exactly,” you smirked. “So just sit back,” you reached for his hips, directing him to lie down with his back to the mattress, “and let me treat you.”

“You really don’t have to,” he told you genuinely as you got onto your knees, making your way down the bed.

“I want to,” you told him, grabbing his waistband and pulling his pants and underwear down his muscular thighs, dragging them down to remove them completely. Taking his length in your hand, you moved it up and down him a few times before lowering your face to him, licking up from the base to the tip, a choked moan leaving Jungkook’s lips.

You repeated the action a few times before swirling your tongue over the tip, then taking him into your mouth. As you put your mouth to work, your hand holding onto the base, Jungkook had one hand on your head, simply leaving it there as he gently massaged your roots, his other hand holding your unoccupied one. The gesture was sweet, and you couldn’t quite believe how gentle and courteous he was. Every squeeze of his hand, light scratch of his fingertips, and gorgeous moan that left his lips felt like a sincere expression of gratitude that you would be doing this for him.

Neither of you were sure how long you’d been down there, but suddenly he was telling you between groans, “I’m so close,” the sound of his voice making your center ache in desire.

You began pumping him with your hand, looking up at him, biting your lip as you fully took in his fucked-out state. His fringe was hanging in his eyes, his abdomen contracting as he took sharp breaths, his jaw slack as he looked down at you, his eyes shining in their hooded state.

He was by far the most exquisite human to exist.

When he came, he immediately looked bashful, noticing the evidence of his pleasure coating your hand and his abdomen. His cheeks were flushed and you found him to be both unbelievably hot while also being utterly adorable. How that was possible, you weren’t sure.

When his doe-eyes met yours, you grinned, Jungkook smiling back.

“Now,” you started, his eyebrows raising just the slightest bit. “The question is, do you feel good, baby?” You asked.

Jungkook let out a mixture of a scoff and a breathy laugh as you stood up on your knees, coming closer to him. Sitting next to him, you leaned down, kissing him sweetly on the lips, the meeting simple but full of appreciation and an intense fondness.

“Fuck,” he breathed against your lips as they curved into a smile. “I knew you had a smart mouth but that was unreal,” he teased, you cackling in his face, Jungkook giggling as he kissed your face repeatedly, placing them across your cheek and jaw.

“Get used to it,” you joked back, Jungkook smiling as he stared into your eyes before allowing his gaze to travel your face.

“I don’t think I ever will,” he admitted, nudging your nose with his, and kissing you once more.

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