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lilacura · 5 months

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Christmas confessions

Pairing: Kim Jisoo x Reader

Genre: sweet sweet fluff

Summary: In the snowy ambiance of a Christmas festival, Jisoo and Y/N share a moment that hints at unspoken feelings. Their ambiguous confession, coupled with an unexpected mistletoe.

The winter night was painted in shades of white and silver, with snowflakes gently descending from the dark sky, creating a serene ambiance. Jisoo and Y/N strolled hand in hand through the Christmas festival, the twinkling lights and festive decorations enveloping them in a cocoon of holiday magic.

Jisoo's laughter rang through the air as she playfully nudged Y/N, her breath visible in the chilly night. "Let's get some hot chocolate to warm up," Jisoo suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Y/N smiled, squeezing Jisoo's hand in agreement. The promise of a cozy drink heightened the festive spirit as they made their way toward the charming hot chocolate stand.

As they waited in line, Jisoo turned to Y/N, her gaze softening. "You know," she began, "winter festivals always make me nostalgic. There's something about the snow and the lights that bring out the magic in everything."

Y/N nodded, a fond smile playing on her lips. "I feel the same way. It's like the world transforms into this enchanting wonderland, if only for a little while."

The line inched forward, and Jisoo's thumb traced gentle circles on the back of Y/N's hand. "Do you have any favorite holiday traditions?" she asked, her eyes filled with genuine curiosity.

Y/N thought for a moment, the memories of past winters flooding her mind. "I used to go ice skating every Christmas with my family. It was chaotic and hilarious, but it became our special thing. What about you?"

Jisoo's eyes lit up with a subtle warmth. "Well, there's this tradition my friends and I started. We exchange handmade ornaments every year. It's a small thing, but it makes the season feel even more magical."

The conversation flowed effortlessly as they reached the front of the line. Jisoo ordered two steaming cups of hot chocolate, the rich aroma wafting through the air. They thanked the vendor and found a quiet spot by a beautifully decorated tree, its branches adorned with shimmering lights and delicate ornaments.

"I'll go grab them. Wait here," Jisoo said, placing a sweet kiss on Y/N's cheek before heading to collect their drinks. Y/N watched her go, the festive atmosphere and the warmth of Jisoo's hand leaving her feeling content.

Minutes passed, and Y/N, growing more aware of the cold, eagerly anticipated Jisoo's return. Just as she was about to search for Jisoo, a gentle tap on her shoulder made her turn around. There stood Jisoo, a small, mysterious smile playing on her lips.

"I've got something for you," Jisoo revealed, holding out a small jewelry box. Y/N's eyes widened with curiosity as she accepted the box, fingers tracing the delicate patterns. "Open it," Jisoo encouraged.

Lifting the lid, Y/N gasped at the sight of a beautiful necklace nestled inside. The pendant glistened like a winter icicle, capturing the essence of the snowy night. "Jisoo, this is stunning," Y/N exclaimed, a mix of surprise and gratitude in her voice.

Jisoo grinned, her eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and determination. "I wanted to give you something special," she began, her fingers fidgeting with a strand of her hair. "Not just because it's Christmas, but because... because you mean a lot to me."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she met Jisoo's gaze, the snowy surroundings fading into the background. "Jisoo, you don't have to—" Y/N started, but Jisoo gently placed a finger on her lips, silencing her.

"I do," Jisoo insisted, her eyes reflecting sincerity. "Being with you feels like a beautiful snowfall, unexpected and enchanting. I realized that I want to be more than just friends, Y/N."

Time seemed to stand still as Jisoo's confession hung in the air. Y/N's heart raced, processing the weight of Jisoo's words. The necklace suddenly held a deeper meaning, a symbol of a connection that transcended friendship.

"I've been wanting to tell you this for a while, and tonight, surrounded by the magic of Christmas, felt like the perfect moment," Jisoo continued, her voice soft but unwavering. "So, what do you say? Will you be my person, not just during the holidays, but every day?"

Y/N's eyes glistened with emotion as she looked at Jisoo, the significance of the snowy winter night etched into her memories. "Yes, Jisoo," she whispered, a smile breaking across her face. "I'd love to be more than just friends."

Jisoo's eyes lit up with joy, and without hesitation, she leaned in, sealing their newfound connection with a sweet, lingering kiss.

As Jisoo and Y/N shared their sweet moment by the beautifully decorated tree, the soft glow of holiday lights casting a warm aura around them, something caught Jisoo's eye. She looked up, a playful glint in her eyes, and discovered a sprig of mistletoe hanging just above them.

A mischievous smile tugged at Jisoo's lips as she gently nudged Y/N, directing her attention upward. "Well, look what we have here," Jisoo teased, her gaze locked on the mistletoe.

Y/N followed Jisoo's gaze, and a soft giggle escaped her lips as she noticed the festive plant hanging above them. "I guess we have some unfinished holiday business," Y/N replied, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

Jisoo chuckled, cupping Y/N's face with one hand. "It seems like the perfect excuse for another kiss, don't you think?" she suggested, her tone playful yet sincere.

Without waiting for a response, Jisoo leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in another sweet kiss beneath the mistletoe. The world around them seemed to fade as the magic of the holiday season enveloped them in a cocoon of warmth and affection.

As they pulled away, Jisoo grinned, her eyes reflecting the joy of the moment. "Now, I think our winter night is complete," she declared, her fingers entwined with Y/N's.

Together, they continued to enjoy the festive atmosphere, the snowflakes dancing around them as they shared laughter, hot chocolate, and the promise of many more magical moments in the winter wonderland of their budding romance.

a/n: happy december!!

#blackpink #blackpink x reader #kim jisoo #jisoo x reader #gg x reader #girl group #kim jisoo x reader #jisoo scenarios #jisoo imagines #blackpink imagines #jisoo oneshot #blackpink scenarios #gg oneshots

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fullsunised · 1 year

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BLACKPINK TEXT IMAGINE: CHAPTER ONE

blackpink x f!reader

when you ask them to send boobs

trigger warnings: mentions of sex, boobs duh..idk how boobs can be triggering 😋

a/n: let's see how this does :/

eyes off you

JENNIE KIM

JISOO KIM

CHAEYONG PARK

LALISA MANOBAL

fullsunised.

#jennie imagines #jennie scenarios #girl group imagines #gg imagines #jisoo imagines #jisoo scenarios #lisa imagine #blackpink imagines #blackpink scenarios #blackpink x reader #blackpink x fem #blackpink x you #lgbtq

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foolish-sparrow · 1 year

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All eyes on me

A/N: I’m not even gonna deny the fact that I sound biased because it’s Jisoo but honest to god her solo debut was my favorite.

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2.3k

The way she moved screamed elegant and formal, sprinkled in with an underlying tone of humility that became more apparent with each kind gesture.

One look was all it took for you to be a goner, trapped in the abyss of bright eyes and tender smiles.

The white marbled walls of some of the buildings seemed almost blinding as you transverse the semi-empty streets of Paris.

The sun sat heavy in the air; golden rays of excellence brought a glorious display of light, and with it, the gentle warmth that was neither overwhelming nor undetectable.

You were beginning to understand why Jennie enjoys coming here so much, but then again, Paris did just fit her vibes perfectly.

She had dragged you with her on this occasion with a certain goal in mind however – and that was to introduce you to someone she had met by chance during a vacation.

“You have to meet her,” she had said, your eyes immediately narrowing in suspicion at the amount of enthusiasm that was enriched with every syllable.

“Why?” You had asked in turn, genuinely surprised when your friend actually began ranting.

Looking back, you’re not even entirely sure about everything she even said when she began listing some of the qualities of this stranger, but there was one particular word that demanded attention in the fog of word vomit.

Model.

Why Jennie wanted you to meet this woman was completely beyond you, but to deny the curiosity perking up from within would be lying to yourself.

And so here you were; a suitcase filled with enough clothes for a long weekend in Paris.

You look back down at the address on your phone before looking back to the surrounding buildings.

One of the few… encouragements Jennie had enticed you with was the fact she had already paid for a room for you both. Something you would have playfully argued against under normal circumstances, as you always liked to at least go halves.

Not that you would have been able to add much, the quadruple digits of just a single night in the hotel she had chosen making you slightly ill.

As it were though, your mind had been distracted by meeting this woman. Kim Jisoo.

Jennie had even made you promise to not look her up, as she wanted your first impression to be the actual first one when you’re introduced in person.

All in all, very sus, especially by Jennie’s standards.

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Locating the hotel takes a little longer than expected, but once you do you ping a quick message to Jennie to let her know you’re outside.

You watch people come and go as you wait; fancy sports cars drive by every now and then.

Almost made you feel like a simple peasant amongst nobles, but one call of your name from Jennie Kim and those kind of thoughts are banished by her adoring smile.

She wraps you in a hug as soon as she closes in, and simply having her near makes any of the anxiety disappear in almost an instant.

“So glad you made it,” she greets, taking your free hand and dragging you inside.

The lobby is just as lavish and stylish as one could imagine for how much it costs to rent a room; occupants walk about in their expensive suits and designer dresses.

To say you didn’t fit in would be an understatement, but you don’t particularly care once Jennie has you both in the hotel room. Your eyes immediately widen at the sheer size of it alone.

“Are you feeling tired at all?” She asks once you leave your suitcase to scope out the literal apartment, giddy like a little excited child.

You stick your head out from the bedroom at her question, “not really,” you reply, having slept the majority of the plane ride over. “More hungry than anything.”

“Good,” she grins, and you fully exit back into the foyer when she unzips your case and begins rummaging through, “because we’re meeting Jisoo today.”

You suddenly pause, the sudden action almost making you stumble. “Wait,” you force out, slightly panicked, slightly stunned, “what do you mean today?”

“Well, tonight,” she clarifies, like that makes it any better. “So if you needed to rest I would do it now, or we can go and get something to eat.”

Your response comes with a single blink in her direction.

She doesn’t react to your non-verbal reply, having found what she was apparently looking for and holding it up for appraisal. Nodding after but a moment.

“I’m glad I bought you this.”

It was a piece of clothing, an expensive piece of clothing, that she had bought you for a birthday one year.

“You know,” you sigh out, forcing yourself through the shock, “have I ever told you that you act like my mother at times? Like what? You going to cook me dinner next?”

Her smile would look innocent to the many, but after years of friendship you know the difference by now. “Don’t you dare.”

Her laughter is quick and infectious. “Do you not like my cooking?”

“It’s more of the fact that we’re on holiday, so I’m expecting you to wine and dine me… with takeaway.”

Her wink is of friendly banter, and you can’t help but feel extremely lucky to have her in your life.

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Evening fast approaches, and with it, so too does your anxiety.

You’re not even entirely sure why. Jennie has introduced you to people before, this wasn’t exactly a new experience.

But there was something that was just… different, this time.

You had never seen your friend so excited before, and the way she spoke about this woman was nothing short of childlike glee.

The city lights of Paris come and go as the taxi drives past, buildings both old and new catching your attention all the same.

Entering the restaurant is a rather easy affair, a member of staff guiding you passed many tables as you head towards the large floor-to-ceiling windows that have a spectacular view of the city.

Your lost in the view before another steals your attention.

A woman stands from the table she had been sitting at, and with it you could swear your heart actually stops at the very sight of her.

She brings Jennie into an embrace once they’re close, but you’re too preoccupied trying to restart your systems that you stutter when they break away and Jennie begins introductions.

“Hello,” she greets, bowing, “I’m Kim Jisoo.”

“H-hi,” is all you manage to squeak out, failing to notice the devilish twinkle in Jennie’s eyes as she leaves you floundering for steady footing.

Jisoo blessedly does not comment on your clear nervousness, but the kind smile she sends you does absolutely nothing with helping you out either.

Holy shit, you internally scream, she’s a goddess.

Your unbalanced legs do manage to get you to your seat, the one opposite Jisoo, and so your eyes begin darting everywhere but forwards.

“So Jisoo,” you hear Jennie begin talking, and you use the distraction to hopefully regain any of the fraying bits of sanity you had left.

Thankfully, albeit eerily, Jisoo’s disposition makes it easy for you to calm yourself down as the evening progresses into the night.

She was just so down to earth and easy to talk with.

You learn of her modeling career, and the way she talks about her job with passion has you grasping on to each and every word.

You can tell that she was a humble person who worked hard for what she believed in, and it becomes clear as to why Jennie seemed so infatuated.

Because you were starting to become the same.

Dinner finishes far, far too soon.

But just before goodbyes could be shared, Jisoo turns to you with the slightest bit of hesitance. “Would you like to come and see me at work tomorrow? We could get to know each other better once I’m done.”

The faltered step of your heart halters you from responding; Jennie throwing a casual arm around your shoulder as she answers for you. “They would love to.”

Jisoo’s smile is soft and understanding, “Jennie can give you my number if you would like.”

Another arrow to your heart, another step fallen.

The 3 of you part ways with tender goodbyes and an air of excitement.

Jennie also uncharacteristically first bumps you on the way back.

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Hours pass by in a blur.

Jennie watches you leave the hotel room with an encouraging smile after she had served you up some breakfast to help with the nerves.

You’re grateful for her actions, but you doubt there was much she could do to squander the deep chasm filling your chest.

She had given you Jisoo’s number the night prior, and after a serious pep talk you had managed to send off a text before chucking your phone on the opposite end of the bed and burying your face into your pillow as a wide nervous smile ignites your features.

Her reply was almost instantaneous, but you had to work up the courage before you could even pick up your phone to read it.

One message led to another, and then another.

You felt light and giddy throughout the entire exchange, which was mainly filled with the initial politeness shared between acquaintances. Subtle bits of personal information hidden with compliments and words of thanks.

You had fallen asleep feeling… just really, really happy.

The feeling didn’t go away in the morning, but the knowledge of actually seeing Jisoo again did bring back the nervousness of yesterday.

Finding the studio she was at actually proved easier than finding the hotel, the security taking one look at you before they ask you your name.

They hand you a pass to wear once doing a quick check and list off some things you were not permitted to do, allowing you to enter shortly after.

Jisoo is actually waiting for you at the entrance, her bright smile still rendering you weak in the knees.

She ushers you in with great enthusiasm, linking her arm with yours as she asks you how your morning had gone.

You obviously forgo the minor details of being really eager to see her again.

You’re not left a whole lot of time to talk, as her photographer is calling her back on set with quick hand movements.

You watch in awe from the sidelines.

It’s easy to see, even with your untrained eye, that Jisoo has a mixture of natural talent and hard work backing her movements.

The expressions, the way she moves, all of it just seems so fluid and easy.

Not to mention hypnotizing.

You’re not sure if you even blink once during the entire ordeal, too fixated on the model in her element, but once it’s done it’s like a switch has been flipped.

As soon as it’s finished Jisoo goes and thanks everyone for all of their hard work, and you can feel your expression softening as you watch her do so.

She returns to you after quickly getting changed, “thank you for waiting for me.”

Your smile feels tender against your lips, “no worries,” you reply, enjoying the way she once again links her arm with yours. “So where are we going by the way?”

Her smile turns slightly wicked, looking at you from the corner of her eyes. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

You are left little time to find out just what exactly that means, because she is gently tugging on your arm for you to follow.

The pair of you exit the studio after one quick word with her manager, entering a car that was waiting just outside the front.

Once again you find yourself watching the Parisian streets come and go, the daylight giving off a whole different atmosphere to the night prior.

Unbeknownst to you, Jisoo does cast subtle glances at you every now and then. A smile curving her lips when she notices the awed look in the reflection on the window.

And then the building breaks away, and once you turn you catch the glimpse of France’s most famous landmark standing tall.

You turn to Jisoo with wide eyes, and that smirk from earlier returns in full force as she silently gets out of the car before you can say anything, your own hands scrambling with the seatbelt before you quickly join her.

“Jennie mentioned you had never been here before,” she states. “And I thought it would be a good view to get to know each other better at least.”

You’re kind of left for words if you were being honest, eyes managing to tear themselves away from the Eiffel Tower back to the woman beside you.

“I am actually struggling to believe I’m here.” You blurt out, and she laughs with affection.

The grounds surrounding the Tower have small groups of people, both tourists and locals alike.

It almost looks like a scene from a movie.

Accessing the top only makes it more so.

You both stand there, watching the city in comfortable silence.

“Can I confess something?” Jisoo asks after a while.

You turn to her in curiosity, but it would seem like it’s her turn to be unable to meet your eyes.

“I, um, I was the one to ask Jennie to introduce us,” she admits, and you watch in shock at the way her cheeks redden slightly, “the way she spoke about you was so full of affection, I was curious at what kind of person you were.”

She turns to you then, “and this is going to seem sudden, and for that I truly apologize. But I am leaving for South Korea tomorrow and I feel like if I don’t ask this now I will regret it.”

Your heart races from where it lies within your chest, and you can feel some kind of hope begin filling the gaps.

The question is almost lost within the wind, fleeting and timid.

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10 years have passed since that day, and you find yourself once again standing upon the Eiffel Tower, alone, during the quiet dusk hours.

“Sorry I’m late,” a voice call from behind, and you smile when a hand covers your own, a pair of wedding rings lying next to each other.

#blackpink reactions #blackpink scenarios #blackpink imagines #jisoo scenarios #jisoo imagines

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celestialpearls · 1 year

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5:12 PM

You and Joshua needed a vacation desperately and he couldn’t agree more. The months before the public holidays always get busy for the both of you in your respective field of work. So, this announcement was a pleasant surprise on your part, courtesy of your boyfriend.

Maybe it was possible to fall for your lover all over again for such meticulous planning.

“You just sit there and look pretty, love. I’ll even take your pictures when we arrive,” he promised. And gosh, you could jump his bones from how sweet he is.

He’s lying down on the beach chair, the light wind and the Nipa Hut’s shade a balm to your sun kissed skin. After taking your own photos, you wanted nothing more than to just be with him. If you could attach yourself to him, you would. You know you’re usually not like this. But the rarity of spending time together when you’ve both been so preoccupied prompts the thought.

“Done taking pictures, baby love?” Joshua beams up at you and intertwines your hands together.

Wordlessly, you swing one leg over his waist and wriggle until you feel comfortable. He grunts in surprise but he instantly wraps an arm around you as you lay down on him, your ear to his chest. His other hand travels up and down your bare skin, his touches gentle yet it makes you shiver.

Raising your head up, you mutter, “I love you.”

His eyes crinkle into crescent moons, “I love you more. How are you liking it here so far?”

“It’s beautiful. And I’ve never felt so relaxed, thank you for indulging me.”

He clicks his tongue, “the bare minimum.”

You snort and his happiness is contagious because you find your lips curving up at his chuckle. It’s followed by a comfortable silence as you lay your head back on his chest. You sigh contentedly as Joshua returns to drawing random shapes on your back while his other arm is draped loosely around your waist.

At 5:12 PM, the day star begins her rest as nature’s dome is slowly engulfed in tangerine and merigold. It’s 5:12 PM and you have never felt more tranquil, laying there with your lover in absolute bliss.

#svt #joshua scenarios #seventeen scenarios #joshua imagines #seventeen imagines #joshua fluff #seventeen #hong jisoo #joshua hong #joshua scenario #joshua imagine #jisoo scenarios #seventeen fluff #joshua drabble #seventeen drabble #jisoo fluff #jisoo hong #chi: moments

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happilychaengs · 1 year

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Flowers Celebration

a/n: for that anon who suggested i make a jisoo fic, here it is. i'm actually low-key reverting back to short fics but i'll try not to. thank you to @urfriendlylocalidiot for giving me ideas for this fic again. hopefully you all enjoy

word count: 365

kim jisoo x gender neutral reader

Chaeyoung laughs as she sees you earnestly staring at your phone, "What're you looking at?"

"It's 6. She's probably coming back any time soon."

Chaeyoung snickers as she jokes with you, glancing all around your usually very clean apartment. "You put a lot of effort into this. You really love her." She stared at the walls, riddled with banners, all words of congratulations. Balloons floated across the room, Jennie and Lisa continuing to blow more and more up as they tossed some at each other, cackling.

You smile as you put your phone down and pick up the flowers, her favorites, by your side, "And that I do."

You quickly turn off the lights as you tell Jennie and Lisa to hide, you and Chaeyoung crouched behind the kitchen island. A small smile played at both your lips as your heart pounded against your chest.

The locks to the door began turning. You hear a gentle click as the hinges of the door began creaking, a small sigh barely within earshot. The lights abruptly turns on as Chaeyoung taps your thigh, all 4 of you shooting up and shouting, the sounds of Jennie and Lisa's confetti poppers loud.

"Surprise!"

Jisoo squealed where she stood and jumped, her eyes widened in surprise. Her chest heaves as she takes a few deep breaths, her hand covering her heart.

"What is all this? You could've given me a heart attack!"

You laugh as you stick out your flowers in front of her, "Congratulations."

Jisoo's heart settles down a little as she smiles. She takes the flowers, the floral scent floating through the air as she gives you a quick kiss, the rest of the girls squealing and smacking each other's shoulders at the sight.

She shys away as she mutters, "Thank you. All of you."

You hear a cork unscrew as a big pop startles you from behind. You quickly turn around and see Chaeyoung shouting with the wine bottle in her hands high in the air, the other girls cheering. "Let's get wasted!"

"Maybe I shouldn't have invited them." Jisoo laughs as she hugs you tightly, another kiss planted on your cheek.

"It's okay. This was perfect."

#jisoo x reader #jisoo fluff #kim jisoo x reader #jisoo imagines #jisoo scenarios #blackpink x reader #blackpink fluff #blackpink imagines #blackpink scenarios

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just-saymylove · 1 year

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JİSOO❤

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senp1i · 1 year

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꽃

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Jisoo's countdown live was in full swing, with thousands of fans tuning in from all over the world to support her solo debut. As she chatted with her fans and answered their questions, she felt a sense of pride and excitement. This was a big moment for her, and she was grateful to have so many people cheering her on.

As she spoke, the door to the set opened, and in walked the other members of BLACKPINK, followed closely by staff members carrying food trolleys. Jisoo's eyes widened in surprise as she saw them, and she couldn't help but smile.

"Surprise, unnie!" Lisa exclaimed, holding up a cake decorated with the title of Jisoo's solo song, "꽃."

Jisoo felt a tear roll down her cheek as she hugged each of the members. She felt so grateful to have such amazing friends by her side, supporting her every step of the way.

As they all chatted and laughed, the door opened again, and in walked Y/N, holding a bouquet of flowers and Jisoo's beloved dog, Dalgom. Jisoo's heart swelled with happiness as she saw them, and she couldn't help but run over and hug them both tightly.

"You guys are the best," she said, feeling overwhelmed with love and gratitude. "Thank you so much for being here with me."

As the countdown live continued, Jisoo and the rest of BLACKPINK spent the next 20 minutes joking and chatting with fans, answering questions, and celebrating the release of Jisoo's solo debut album. They tried the custom-made cakes and describe how they tasted with the least profound literature but that alone made the hearts of all the blinks along the world swell with love and adoration for Jisoo and the rest of Blackpink.

When the live ended, they all gathered around to watch the music video release together, with Jisoo's dog snuggled up on Y/N's lap. They laughed and cheered as they watched, feeling proud of Jisoo and all that she had accomplished.

As the video ended, the room erupted into applause and cheers. Jisoo's eyes were shining with happy tears as she hugged each member of BLACKPINK and Y/N.

"I can't thank you all enough for being here with me today," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "This means the world to me, and I couldn't have done it without you all."

Jennie smiled at her and said, "You've worked so hard for this, jisoonnie. We're so proud of you."

Rosé and Lisa nodded in agreement, and Jisoo felt her heart fill with warmth. They had been through so much together as a group, and she knew that they would always be there for each other, no matter what.

Y/N leaned over and whispered in Jisoo's ear, "I'm so proud of you, baby. You did amazing tonight."

Jisoo turned to him and smiled, feeling grateful for his support and love. He had been with her through it all, and she knew that he would always be her rock.

As the day wound down, Jisoo and the others sat around talking and laughing, enjoying each other's company. They shared stories and memories, and Jisoo felt her heart swell with happiness. This was what true friendship was all about.

Finally, it was time to go home. Jisoo hugged each member of BLACKPINK tightly, feeling a sense of warmth and happiness that she knew would stay with her for a long time to come.

As she walked out of the set and into the cool air, she felt a sense of calm and peace wash over her. She knew that there would be ups and downs in the coming days, weeks, and months, but she also knew that she had a support system that she could always count on.

As she got into the car with Y/N and Dalgom, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you for everything," she said softly.

Y/N smiled at her, his eyes filled with love. "I'll always be here for you, Jisoo. No matter what."

As they drove away, Jisoo felt a sense of contentment wash over her. She had accomplished something amazing today, and she had done it with the help of her friends and loved ones. She knew that the road ahead would be long and challenging, but she also knew that she was ready for whatever lay ahead. With her heart full of love and her spirit soaring, Jisoo knew that anything was possible.

I don't think I can ever explain the sheer amount of love and adoration I have for these 4 girls with words, they are literally my childhood, my teen years and hopefully my adulthood, not a day goes by when im not thinking about the debut era of blackpink, I miss those days so bad it's genuinely unbearable sometimes. Anywho those who listen to them and even those who don't please give Jisoo's solo a shot, she's worked so hard and come so far, I know I am in no way in the spot to say how much her or the girls have gone through but trust me they deserve all the love and more. also also, cheers to many more years with the lomls, I can't wait for the renewal announcement.

#Youtube #jisoo x reader #jisoo fluff #kim jisoo x reader #jisoo imagines #jisoo scenarios #blackpink x reader #blackpink fluff #blackpink imagines #blackpink scenarios #kim jisoo #jisoo solo #Spotify

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multiphandomunnies · 30 days

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Jisoo

college au

mafia au

just sleep

rainy day

blushing and candies

kill this love intro

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writerpetals · 7 months

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amateur | 🔞

; optional female lead smut | ☁️

“Have you ever watched it?”

“What? Everyone’s watched them before…”

You realize soon after moving into your dorm room in college, your roommate is adventurous. Which isn't a bad thing, because she is cute with her charming giggles and the way she bats her lashes, sexy with the way she carries herself, full of confidence and comfortable in her own skin. It doesn’t take long to realize you are attracted to her, and she takes every opportunity to let you know her feelings toward you as well as if it were a fun game.

“Yeah, but like girl on girl?” She glances over at you sitting on your bed with your books close by in an attempt to study for an exam coming up on Monday, but not having any luck with her many distractions.

“Yes, girl on girl. What’s your point?” You roll your eyes. Normally you would eat up her slick advances and the way she finds any opportunity to become flirty with you, no matter if she is talking about adult videos or whatever else her mind can come up with in the moment, but you really, really need to pass this test.

She sits on the opposite side of the room, laptop in front of her as her face continues to stay glued to the current scene she is watching. With a bite of her bottom lip, she earns butterflies in your stomach, and if you were to stare any longer, you would have to begin squeezing your thighs together.

“Come here…”

“I really need to finish reading this chapter.” You try to reason with her, but she remains relentless.

“Just… come here and give yourself a break. I want you to see this.”

“I’m not in the mood.”

“You will be.” She looks past the screen to glance at you, smirk on her face and her eyes half lidded.

Giving in, you sigh while tossing your book to the side to make your way over to her. You have to admit a break sounds nice. It will keep your eyes from blurring after staring at black and white pages for so long. You ease onto her bed, taking a seat to her left and finally getting to see what she has been so hooked on.

There on her screen shows a particularly risky scene, with two girls facing each other with their hands between their legs and their eyes focused on one another. If you didn’t know any better, you would assume that’s what she was getting at the whole time.

“Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“No…” you answer her with honesty. The movie doesn’t make you uneasy. Watching it with her for the first time is what makes you uneasy, only because soon thoughts fill your head of what it would be like to take the place of the two girls. What would it be like to watch her that way? You already know it will turn you on if she were watching you as well.

“Do you want to try?”

“What?!” You turn your head to notice her begin to giggle. Sure, you are attracted to her, but the two of you have barely done more than share a drunken kiss before and now she is offering the unthinkable. Well, not the unthinkable. As a matter of fact, you have thought about it quite often, but it’s only a fantasy. You never actually believed you would be in such a position with her, and the images running through your mind leave you nearly breathless.

“What? It’s not bad. You know how many guys watch stuff like this and touch themselves together?” She has a point. “So?”

It’s tempting, and with the look on her face, it’s hard to say no.

Before you know it, you nod your head while watching as she pushes the laptop from resting on her legs to sitting in front of her on the bed. The movie continues to play as she leans against the wall, just as you do the same, before parting her legs and pushing her pajama shorts down just enough to allow her hand to slip inside.

You follow her lead with your heart racing, doing the same with your legs bent in front of you, pushing up your long t-shirt to reveal your panties underneath. You’re too shy to make eye contact as you slip your hand inside the flimsy fabric, feeling how aroused you already are without even realizing it. Your fingers graze upon silky flesh, discovering wet, hot heat dripping from your slit.

Your friend, on the other hand, isn’t shy in the least, already making noises as her head tilts back and you dare to look between her legs to see her hand pleasuring herself. Biting your lip, you do as she does, rubbing yourself in small, circular motions and not being able to tear your eyes away from between her thighs.

She continues her motions, quickening her pace as you do the same, forgetting all your embarrassment and getting lost in the moment. You hear moans from the screen due to the movie, but soon they become drowned out by the both of you. She whimpers, causing you to look up and realize she has been watching you the whole time, her eyes switching between the way your face twists in pleasure to the way your hand remains busy between your trembling thighs.

Together, you continue touching yourselves, keeping your eyes on what the other is doing, until you feel the pleasure begin to swell between your legs. With thighs twitching, and you finally closing your eyes to give in to the moment with your head lolling back, you are sent over the edge, rolling your hips against your hand only slightly to ride out the waves of your orgasm.

Watching you finish causes her to come closer to her own peak. You open your eyes long enough to see her motions between her thighs quicken, falling into her own pleasure with a moan and a gasp. You watch her come undone before you, watching her thighs tighten around her hand and her brows furrow as she shuts her eyes tight.

A second later she opens them to look at you, and you look back, surprised that actually happened.

“Wow,” she giggles, breathless from still coming down.

“I can’t believe… oh my God…” Suddenly, your embarrassment takes over, causing you to jump off her bed, legs still trembling and making it difficult to keep your balance, before making your way to your own bed.

“Don’t be shy!” She laughs harder, closing her laptop to stop the movie from playing. “That was fun… and hot.”

“And embarrassing!” By now your head becomes shoved into your pillows, causing all your words to release mumbled and nearly unheard.

“Not embarrassing. Hot.” You can’t take her word for it, even if you are proud to even get so close to your extremely hot roommate.

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authorforrosie · 1 year

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Blackpink reaction of their S/O pouting for the first time:

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Jisoo

She walked into your apartment where she saw you pouting for the first time. She thought about how cute you are when you pout. A few seconds later she walked to you and kissed your pout away. Which caused you to smile immediately.

Jennie

The first thing she saw when she woke up were you pouting for the first time. She sat up on your queen sized bed really fast without hesitating. Jennie kissed your pout immediately away.

Later on she found out that you were pouting because the born pink world tour tickets were sold out already. She didn’t hesitate to make calls to get you a free ticket with backstage and meet and greet included.

Rosé (chaeyoung.)

You jumped into her arms when she arrived home. Which almost made her fall. Luckily she caught herself. Her brown doe eyes widened when she saw you pouting for the first time.

You immediately rambled about no cookies being there anymore. She kissed away your pout and turned around to walk with you towards her baby pink Lamborghini. She didn’t hesitate to almost sell out the whole cookies.

Lalisa

You were hiding under the sheets after watching conjouring with her. Her brown eyes widened when she saw you pouting with a scared expression on your face. She opened her arms which you immediately cuddles into.

She kissed your pout away and comforted you with sweet lovable words. You wouldn’t admit it in public often but she’s your super hero.

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flooffybits · 2 years

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Make it Up to You

Idol: Kim Jisoo (Blackpink)

marshmallow: Could you do a 5!th member Blackpink where the girls have been going out a lot in pairs. Chaelisa and Jennie and R. Accidentally leaving jisoo out. So R spends a whole day or week doing things with her and giving her extra cuddles because she loves her Jisoo Unnie. (Platonic)🥺

Word count: 1.8k

Warning: dropping a phone on your face, a whole lot of teasing

☕buy me a coffee☕

Have you ever had that feeling where you feel like you're forgetting something but can't quite put your finger on it? Like when you walk into a room and immediately forget why you went in there in the first place.

Well that was the perfect way to describe how you were with your eldest member. And it wasn't as though you were meaning to forget or leave Jisoo out. You were just…

Very forgetful in general.

Jennie has made fun of you on various occasions for it. Technically all four of them have, but Jennie was the one who had the most fun. She wouldn't stop clowning you every time you had to leave the country because one time during tour, you ended up forgetting your charger at the dorm, forcing you to buy a new one as soon as you were able to.

It was a running joke you all had that you were the most forgetful member.

So every time you'd been meaning to invite Jisoo out, you would always get sidetracked and end up doing something completely different than you had planned.

Thus your spontaneity.

Lisa told you once that you would be the type of person who could never stick to a plan unless you had your managers, or anyone else honestly, reminding you. Chaeyoung has set alarms on your phone when there was something important coming up that needed a reminder. Jennie leaves sticky notes on your dresser and Jisoo does the same, only she places hers in the kitchen. Lisa is the only one who will verbally tell you things in the event she realizes that you've forgotten something and she makes sure to tease you whenever she is allowed.

"Y/n, hurry up! It's getting late and I still wanna check something out." Jennie had called out to you when you stopped in front of the window of another shop. "I, yeah, okay." The rapper pauses to look at you before a knowing look appears on her face.

"What did you forget this time?" Is a question you've come to be familiar with. Though you don't bother the teasing anymore, it doesn't fail to make you stop in your tracks and actually think about what you were supposed to be doing.

"I… don't know. I'm sure I was supposed to do something before you asked me to come here." You mumble with furrowed brows and the brunette takes your hand before giving it a squeeze. "Hey, relax. Just take your time to think." She assures you as you both start walking again and you're relieved with the amount of patience these girls had for you despite yourself.

But when you do remember what it was that you forgot later on, your eyes can't help but widen as you lightly smack your palm against your forehead.

"Jisoo unnie!"

Jennie jumps a little at your voice and then turns around to look for said member. "Unnie is here? Where?" But you immediately shake your head before letting out a frustrated sigh. "I was supposed to ask Jisoo unnie if she wanted to hang out." You pouted, making the older girl giggle as she pinched your cheek. "How did you manage to forget that one?" She asks and your pout only deepens. "I was on my phone and saw a bunch of stuff and then forgot to ask her."

And then Jennie asked you to go out. And here you were.

"God, I feel so bad for unnie. She just got a break from her drama and I haven't had the chance to spend time with her." You whine while stomping your feet, making the brunette laugh a little at your childish actions. "Then ask her when we get back. That way, it's easier for you to remember." She suggested when she turns back to the clothes she was previously checking. "I'm sure unnie wouldn't mind, but I know she'll be happy if you ask her."

Honestly speaking, you felt like you should have checked up on her a long while already. You've been spending so much time with Jennie and then Chaeyoung and Lisa were always off on their own, too. You realized that you've sort of neglected the actress over time because of how you had temporarily gotten used to her schedule not giving her that much of a chance to hang out with any of you.

So, after Jennie's suggestion, you made a mental note to ask Jisoo as soon as you got home.

Or so you hoped.

By the time you were back in the dorm, you had gone straight to your room to get changed and then plopped on your bed, legs tired after a couple hours of walking around.

You went on your phone to just scroll through social media and check what was happening online, you've once again forgotten. So Jennie peeks into your room a little after to see what you were up to.

"Y/n!" You yelp, dropping your phone on your face before jumping up, eyes wide open as you look at the latter. "What? What?" You reply in panic even though your cheek was hurting like hell, but your friend only bursts out laughing before she points outside your room and into the living room. "Did you do what you told me you would be doing once we got home?" She questions, and judging by the clueless look on your face, she gets her answer.

"You said you were going to ask Jisoo unnie." She reminds you and you're out of your bed in seconds, recalling your previous plans. You don't mind that you left your phone on the floor. Your priority was asking Jisoo when she was available to hang out. Your phone could wait.

"Jisoo unnie!"

Chaeyoung jumped out of your way when she heard your voice and you quickly apologized to her before reaching the eldest woman’s room. Knocking lightly, you wait until you hear her voice, allowing you entry, before opening the door.

And as soon as her eyes land on your timid grin, she can't help but laugh. "Let me guess, you forgot to ask me something?" She muses and you blink rapidly. "I mean yeah, but I didn't mean to, but then, I…" You blank out a little as she starts giggling before a pout finally appears on your face as you stare at the older woman. "Jennie told you, didn't she?"

The innocent grin was enough confirmation and you groan as you flop down on her bed. "I'm sorry!" You whine as she laughs harder, only to pat your head in assurance. "For someone so young, your forgetfulness never fails to amaze me." She muses, earning a tiny shove from you before you turn to lay on your stomach.

"Can we go out tomorrow?" You ask her, wanting to move on from another teasing session and Jisoo smiles softly while ruffling your hair. "Now how can I say no to that face?" She hums, and you're about ready to tackle her in a hug until she opens her mouth.

"Nope."

"Unnie!"

There's another bout of laughter from her while you grab one of her pillows to smack her with it over and over again while she half-heartedly blocked each strike.

"I'm kidding! Of course we can go out tomorrow. I've missed you." She claims while taking your useless weapon from your hands to pull you towards her. Wrapping you into a warm hug, Jisoo snuggles you as you reciprocate the embrace. "I missed you, too. You have no idea."

You pretty much fulfill your plans with Jisoo the following day. She had playfully reminded you about your outing during breakfast, which prompted the maknae's teasing. Jennie did not hold back and gave her even more ammo against you, which in turn caused the rest of the group to burst out laughing.

“You guys are jerks, you know that?” You told them in a sulking manner and Chaeyoung giggled at your antics before claiming. “It’s your fault, unnie. You’re making it hard not to tease you sometimes.”

You were definitely not going to forget about this one any time soon, but at least Jisoo was nice enough to take you out of there by saying that you should both head out if you wanted to enjoy the rest of the day with her. In other words, tease you in private much to your chagrin.

Where you went, Jisoo was absolutely clueless until you would reach the places you wanted to take her to. To say that she was surprised would have been an understatement, but Jisoo was very happy to spend the day with you and how you planned the said day to go.

“You really pulled out all the stops, didn’t you?” The eldest commented as she put her seatbelt back on after putting her paper bags in the backseat of your car. “You’ve done a really great job with your drama, I had to congratulate you somehow, unnie.” You respond with a toothy grin and she giggles before pinching your cheek in an affectionate manner. “You deserve a whole lot more.”

"No wonder people call you a sweet talker." She muses as you continue to drive and you can't help but laugh while shrugging your shoulders. "It's called charm, unnie. It's not my fault people fall for it." You joke, drawing more laughter from the latter.

In the end, you were more than happy to have spent the whole day with Jisoo. Seeing the genuine happiness on her face and the way it lit up made you feel so much lighter. And as you both reached the dorm later that day, you managed to catch the older woman in a warm and loving hug as you both turned on the live to interact with some of your fans.

"Y/n took me out on a date today and it was really nice." You remember her saying at one point while you smiled at the camera. "Unnie deserves all the happiness in the world, you guys!" You tell them with a huff and Jisoo stares fondly at you before ruffling your hair like she usually does. "So do you, kiddo."

As she begins to recount more of your day to your fans, you could only really smile and feel the pride swelling in your chest as she continued to thank you for taking her out.

"It was honestly so surprising and so heartwarming when Y/n asked me if we could go out." She mentioned before a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. "But do you know something completely unsurprising?"

You looked confused at her question and she had to bite back a smirk when she looked back at the camera.

"She forgot to ask me for a while before Jennie had to remind her."

"Unnie, come on!"

You definitely should have seen that one coming.

#girl group #girl group scenarios #girl group imagines #blackpink #blackpink imagines #blackpink scenarios #blackpink x reader #jisoo #jisoo scenarios #jisoo imagines

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nakakitty · 2 years

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linda, faz por favor um headcannon das meninas do bp em que elas estão erradas em uma briga de ciúmes + ela se desculpando depois (¿ veio na minha cabeça ?)

Claro que sim! Eu tentei aqui fazer meu melhor hein!

Blackpink + ciúmes:

Jisoo: Ela evita ser ciumenta, mas não consegue disfarçar o incômodo quando um simples amigo começa a fazê-la rir e se aproxima mais de você.

Num surto silencioso, ela te deixa lá conversando e sai, você só percebe que ela saiu depois que tenta introduzi-la na conversa e ela não responde.

Ela fica ressentida pela própria atitude, então num momento em que param num semáforo durante a volta pra casa, ela se desculpa.

Jennie: Não disfarça a reação exagerada de ciúmes ao vê-la conversar com uma ex-namorada. Soube que o término das duas havia sido pacífico e a outra parecia dar em cima de você. Só parecia, porque ela só estava sendo simpática. Jennie se intromete mais no assunto, até que você chama a atenção dela e mais tarde quando abordam o assunto, ela te beija e se desculpa por ter sido tão invasiva, prometendo que não vai fazer de novo.

Rosé: Quem não te conhece que te compra define ela: Finge que está tranquila, está bem, mas vocês acabam tendo uma pequena discussão quando chegam em casa. Ela sabe que você não tinha culpa mas não pôde evitar o próprio instinto, e te chama pra conversar de novo com mais calma. A situação acaba em uma troca de carinho e não se repete mais.

Lisa: Ela não sente ciúmes com frequência, mas quando sente, fica mais quieta, fria, o que te incomoda.

Pede desculpas com um buquê de flores e uma caixa de bombom

#Blackpink headcannon #blackpink scenarios #jisoo scenarios #jennie scenarios #rosé scenarios #lisa scenarios

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foolish-sparrow · 1 year

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Hope all is well 💕 I was wondering how do u think blackpink react to having a s/o that's smaller then them? Like 5 feet or shorter

A/N: I am so terribly sorry with how long this took me to do friend. I hope you do enjoy even with the time it took me to finish.

Warnings: None

Obviously, by this point in your life, you were pretty used to your height.

You've adapted to some struggles, and accepted the others; even the friendly banter of all the small jokes held no effect on you anymore.

Treats you no differently than anyone else. After all, she's not exactly the tallest herself so there is somewhat of an understanding there

And when it comes to certain things, the mindfulness she shows is simply due to her being a good person that is looking out for you

Doesn't often use jokes when it comes to height, mainly because that isn't her general sense of humor and, well, she can't exactly say much

Loves you unconditionally, because why wouldn't she?

Just like Jisoo she is very mindful, and the understanding is also there

In fact, in certain ways, she actually prefers it this way. No need to tiptoe in order to kiss you or give you the biggest hug she can manage

Loves it whenever you wear some of her loose clothing because it practically drowns you and she thinks it's the cutest thing

Linking arms is always a must, and it's one of her favorite things to do

Gushes when you do practically anything because you're so adorable she just wants to put you in her pocket and keep you there forever

Loves leaning her chin on your head, not in a teasing way -- she genuinely loves the position because it makes her feel all that much closer. Especially on cold days when she uses it to be close and steal your warmth

Another who doesn't often make jokes

But she loves wrapping you into hugs because she can fit all of you into her arms

Probably the only one who does a regular kind of teasing. Mainly by placing her arm on your head like she was leaning on you. But there was the one time she picked you up like baby Simba

Ofc if this ever made you feel uncomfortable she would stop and apologies, she never meant it as an insult

But at the same time, as the tallest of the members, she is pretty used to being the one looking over heads

Doesn't stop her absolutely melting whenever you wear one of her hoodies though

#blackpink scenarios #blackpink reactions #blackpink imagines #jisoo imagines #jisoo scenarios #jennie scenarios #jennie imagines #lisa scenarios #lisa imagines #rosé imagines #rosé scenarios

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sluttywoozi · 1 month

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Golden Hour | husband!joshua x reader

After a long day of surf and sun, Joshua somehow still has the energy to fuck you into the hotel mattress. Being in love (and obsessed) with his wife always pays off.

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~4.4k | Pairing: hjs x reader | Genre: smut

Part of the Husband Joshua series! Can be read as a standalone

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V

Warnings: idk how to surf so if this is wrong blame wikihow, possessive!josh, drink mention but it doesn’t have to be alcoholic, oral r. rec., spitting, some spanking, fingering, piv sex, breeding kink but they don't want kids, creampie(s), cockwarming

Reader Notes: has breasts and a vagina, on some form of birth control, referred to as a wife, wears a bikini (every body is a bikini body), wears a dress

Joshua raises a hand to his face, holding it above his eyes to block the glaring sun as he scans the crowded shore for you. He’s been out in the water for a while, trying to improve his surfing skills and also perhaps trying to impress you, just a little. Neither you nor him have been to the beach since your honeymoon, and he doesn’t want you to think those lessons he splurged on while you were having a spa day were for nothing.

He’s caught a few waves so far but hasn’t made it close enough to the shore to see your face, so he has no idea if you’ve been watching him or if you’ve just been reading and listening to music. He won’t be hurt if you haven’t had your eyes on him, but he does want you to see him ride at least one wave.

He hears some murmurs from the few other surfers in front of him and turns around, instantly seeing what has them talking. There’s a big one coming in, building and building and building, and if he starts paddling now, he just might make it.

So he leans forward onto his stomach, his arms powering through the water even as his muscles begin to ache from so much use. The ocean beneath him starts getting sucked in, contributing to the rolling wave, and he prepares himself to pop up and find his balance.

His heart races as he takes off, getting his feet beneath him and standing on steady legs, his arms loose and his eyes trained on the shore. He rides the wave as far as he can, bailing when it starts to peter out and immediately swimming up to catch his breath. Climbing back onto his board, he looks around for your rented rainbow sun umbrella, grinning when he realizes he’s much closer to it than he thought he’d be.

You’re not under it though, his smile dropping as he starts to survey the beach, searching for you. He can’t seem to find you, and for some reason that has his heart racing again, this time in anxiety rather than exhilaration.

“Joshie! That was amazing!” You exclaim from somewhere to the left of him, your voice just a bit faint but still easily recognizable. He whips his head over, his shoulders relaxing as soon as he sets eyes on you, wading waist deep in the clear blue water and making your way toward him.

He beams and hops off the board, closing the remaining distance and catching you with one arm as you launch yourself at him. The other keeps hold of his board, though he wishes he had both hands free to hug you back.

He also wishes he could feel your skin against his, but his swim shirt is still in the way and he won’t be able to take it off until you let go of him, which he’s not going to ask you to do any time soon.

It’s silly but he’s missed you while he was out surfing, even though it’s only been a couple of hours. You’ve been on vacation for three days already and he’s grown used to sharing every minute with you, being in your presence for each breath in and each breath out, bar bathroom breaks and the one nap you took without him when he wanted to explore and you wanted to stay in.

He wishes it could be like this all the time, but he’ll settle for the rest of the week if only because he knows he’ll have you for the rest of his life.

Too soon, you pull away, sliding your hands from his shoulders to rest on his chest, your touch appreciative and the slightest bit possessive. His hand on your waist tightens, his fingers digging into the soft flesh exposed by your bikini. You let him pick out your swimsuit today, and while some men might want to cover their wife up, he’s the opposite.

He thinks it’s hot that people are looking at you, wanting you, not knowing he’s the only one you’ll ever go home with. They realize when he presses his lips to yours in a claiming kiss, when he lets his hands wander a little, when they notice the matching rings on your left fourth fingers.

He doesn’t even know if anyone is looking at you now, too busy staring into your eyes to notice anything else, but he feels the urge all the same. You can already tell what he wants, leaning in to meet him in the middle as he kisses you deeply, slowly, sucking at your bottom lip and sliding his tongue into your mouth when it opens on a gasp.

His hand slips down to your ass, squeezing it over your swimsuit hard, pulling your cheek up and over, surely tugging at your pussy too. You squirm against his chest, pressing closer to him as your fingernails dig into his pecs.

He remembers you’re at a public beach when a wave crashes into you, and thank goodness it did because he was millimeters away from slipping his hand into your bikini bottoms so he could find out if you’re wet from the water or wet for him.

He pulls away and laughs, shifting his hand to your lower back and pecking you one last time before breathing, “Should we head back to the room?”

“Yeah, I think we should. Wanna lay out enough to dry off first?” You offer hopefully, and while he kind of just wants to throw you over his shoulder and haul you to the hotel now, he knows you hate tracking water through the clean lobby.

“Sure, baby, we can do that,” he smiles fondly, giving you one last squeeze and releasing you. His board goes under one arm and you go under the other, your hand coming up to hold his as you walk back to the shore together.

He splits off from you to return the board to the surf shack, promising he’ll bring back one of those coconut drinks for you to share though he knows you’ll likely have most of it.

The line isn’t too long for the return of the board or the purchase of the coconut drink, thankfully, and he walks back to you with care, not wanting to spill even a drop.

You’re on your stomach to the side of the umbrella when he arrives, not under its shade but close enough that it’s obviously yours, a thick terry cloth blanket spread out under you with just enough room for his body too. He sighs contentedly as he sits next to you, handing over the drink and smiling as your eyes widen with glee, your lips pursing around the straw to take an excited sip.

He reaches for the hem of his surf shirt and yanks it off, wringing it out away from the blanket and laying it flat on the edge of the lounge you no longer occupy. You roll over to lay on your back and he feels your eyes on him like a physical touch, your gaze hot and familiar on his chest and stomach.

He loves how you look at him, loves that you’d rather stare at him than at the beautiful beach around you, loves even more that you’re obsessed with his body just like he’s obsessed with yours.

He also loves that this way, he can look at you too. You shift up onto your elbows, your breasts jiggling with the movement, and he feels a bolt of desire shoot straight down his spine as he lets his eyes lovingly travel over every available inch of you. Over your soft tummy and your squeezable hips and your perfect, perfect thighs. Thighs he wants to suffocate between. Thighs he wants to sink his teeth into. Thighs he wants to hold down to the bed as he-

“I think I’m dry enough. Are you?”

He clears his throat and attempts to clear his head, but images of you still swim through his thoughts, even as he nods and tugs at his board shorts to subtly adjust himself. They don’t feel as wet between his fingers, just damp, and when he reaches for his shirt, it’s close enough to dry that he only cringes a little as he pulls it back on.

You pack up together quickly, and Joshua is almost relieved when you reach for your dress and tug it over your head, needing a reprieve from your near naked body. He’s less relieved when he remembers that it’s a fucking sundress.

Of course it is, that’s all you’ve been wearing on this trip, and he doesn’t know how he forgot. This is worse, because it’s his favorite article of clothing on you, and because he knows all you’ve got on under it is an easily untied, flimsy little bikini.

It takes everything in him not to pull you into one of the changing cabanas, bend you over, and make you scream for him; he manages somehow, the knowledge that he can do the latter two when you get into the room tiding him over, but only just.

He’s silent while you return the umbrella, his hand tight around yours as you walk through the lobby, and he’s glad you know him well enough to understand that he’s not upset or annoyed, just nearly out of his mind with desire for you.

The wait for the elevator feels like eons, especially when he looks at you in the reflection of the metal doors, your form slightly fuzzy but clear enough for him to see the rise of your tits under your dress and the way the hem flutters gently over your thighs. Those thighs…

The doors part with a ding and you pull him inside, pressing the button for your floor before the elevator fills with other guests, leaving you and Joshua at the back. You’ll have to maneuver in between them to get out but it means he can slide his hand up your dress and squeeze your ass again, his fingers slipping under your bikini to touch your bare skin.

They creep closer to the heat between your legs with every stop, and he’s just about to reach your pussy when the elevator lands on your floor. He reluctantly takes his hand back and rights your dress, murmuring, “Excuse us,” as he weaves around the few people left. When the doors close behind you, he twines his fingers with yours and breaks into a jog, tugging you to the room and grinning as a few bitten back giggles escape you.

He bounces on his toes as you dig the card out of your bag, your trembling fingers inserting it into the lock and his hand turning the handle as soon as the light glows green. He pushes the door open for you, following closely with his other hand tight on your hip, his dick already hard and throbbing in anticipation.

You’ve barely set your bag down before he’s steering you to the bed, crowding you up against the edge, and pressing your shoulder to bend you over. He flips up the hem of your dress and tears down your bikini, knocking your legs apart with his own and pushing his left knee up until yours rests on the bed. He’s sure you expect him to drop his shorts and sink right into you, which is probably why you gasp when he falls to his knees and slaps your ass with both hands before spreading your cheeks apart and shoving his tongue inside of you.

You taste fucking divine, the beloved flavor of your pussy tinged with salty seawater, and he groans deeply into you, fucking his tongue in and out of your entrance and swallowing as his mouth fills with saliva and your arousal.

He fucks you with his tongue until you’re whining and shaking above him, tilting your hips to improve the angle and rocking into his movements. The leg keeping you up starts to quiver, and he pulls away just long enough to gasp out, “On the bed, baby, get on the bed.”

You listen, clumsily climbing up and stretching out for him, face down, ass up, just like he likes you. He smacks your ass again just because he can before spreading your pussy open with his thumbs and spitting on your clenching entrance. Some of it seeps inside of you and some of it trails down to your clit, leaving the bud glistening and just begging for his attention.

He leans down and wraps his lips around it, sucking in hard, quick pulses until you cry out, “Joshie, please!”

“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want,” he mumbles into you, just loud enough for you to hear.

“Your fingers, I want your fingers,” you whimper into the pillow, arching your back and pressing further into him in wanton need.

He licks his lips to get one last taste of you and slides two digits deep inside, giving you no time to adjust to the intrusion before pulling them out to the tip and sinking them back in. His pace rockets up, his tired muscles hard at work as he fucks you with his fingers, the wet sound of your pussy accepting them filling the air.

He wants to hear your voice too, slowing down and leaning over you to slide his fingers beneath your cheek and turn your head to the side so you’re no longer muffled by the pillow. Your gaze catches his and he smiles tenderly at you, pressing a kiss to your temple before returning to his previous position and hooking his fingertips into your g-spot, grinding harshly into it.

Predictably, you yelp, your eyes squeezing shut as he focuses on massaging that sensitive patch, his breath catching as he feels you get wetter around his fingers. You’re moaning now, your brows scrunched with pleasure and your mouth stuck open, and he reaches his free hand up to tap at your bottom lip with two fingers, sliding them into your mouth when you open wider for him.

You suction around them immediately, your tongue laving over his knuckles and bathing his fingers in saliva, and he feels his cock throb in his shorts in response, the memory of your perfect lips around it visceral and precious. He yanks his fingers back before he can get too distracted, reaching around you to sandwich your clit between them.

He starts fucking you with his other hand again, your hips jerking with it, stimulating your clit as he curls his fingertips towards your stomach, tapping your sweet spot with every thrust. It’s not long before you’re gasping out his name and clenching down, your thighs juddering as you fight to hold yourself up through the pleasure.

He doesn’t stop, pinching your clit harder and digging his fingers into you, scissoring them to stretch you out for another. A third squeezes in beside the first two, making you whine and claw at the duvet, your cunt contracting and trying to suck his fingers in deeper when he pulls them out.

“Fuck,” he groans, releasing your clit to press down on your back and deepen the arch, making it even easier for him to hit your g-spot. He wants to be inside of you, desperately, but he wants to make you cum again first, wants you to be so wet, he can just glide right in.

You’re getting close, he can tell by the way you’re pushing back into his thrusts and sobbing, and he doesn’t know what possesses him to say it, but it just feels so fucking right that he can’t stop the words from coming out.

“Cum for me and I’ll breed you full.”

You suck in a sharp gasp and bear down, your pussy rippling and leaking and fever hot as you break apart beneath him, your arousal soaking his hand and dripping down his wrist. It seems like it lasts forever, though he’s sure it helps that he’s still fucking his fingers into your g-spot as much as your tightness will allow.

He knows you’re done when you whimper brokenly and pull away from his touch, your hand reaching back to hold his wrist in place so he doesn’t follow you. He decides to let you catch your breath, sliding off the bed to shed his shorts and wipe his hand off on a towel, bringing it with him so he can spread it out under you like he should have done before.

You’re on your side when he returns, and he climbs back onto the mattress before carefully tugging at your shoulder and hip, pulling you to rest on your back and waiting for you to look at him.

When your eyes blink open, they’re teary and dazed, and you watch as he gathers a couple pillows, weakly lifting your hips just enough for him to slide them under you and lay the towel out on top of them. He’s gentle as he sets his hands on the backs of your knees and pushes your legs up, the angle making it easier for you to keep them tucked to your chest when your hands replace his.

He can tell your head is full of clouds by the way you gaze at him, and he attempts to bring you some clarity by asking, “Remember what I said before?”

You think for a second, your lips pouting as you try to recall, and he can’t resist leaning down over you and pressing his mouth to yours, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip before he soothes the sting with his tongue.

When he pulls away, it seems to come to you, and your eyes clear up just a bit as you respond, “You said you’d breed me full if I came for you.”

“Good, baby, that’s right. So what do you think I’m going to do now?” He asks, sitting back up on his knees and shuffling closer to lay his aching cock on your wet pussy, just barely grinding against you.

“You’re gonna-,” you take in a halting breath. “You’re gonna breed me?”

“Yeah, honey,” he nods with a hungry smirk, shifting his hips back enough to line himself up before pressing forward a few inches and popping the head of his cock inside of you. “I’m gonna fuck you full of my cum, until it’s dripping out of you. And then I’m gonna fuck it back in, and fill you up even more. Until it takes.”

You whimper from deep in your throat, pressing your lips together and readjusting your grip on your legs, your eyes darting down to stare yearningly at his cock.

“Do you want that?” He whispers, working himself in as slowly as he can manage, teasing both you and himself.

You just nod, but he wants to hear you say it, needs to hear it from your own lips.

“Tell me then.”

“I- I want you to fill me up with your cum, fuck a baby into me, please.”

He sinks the rest of his cock inside of you, covering your hands with his and spreading your legs wider, pushing them into your chest and resting his weight on them as he draws back and snaps forward.

He’s not gentle now, and he’s definitely not slow, his hips smacking into your ass as he thrusts forcefully into you, his grunts of exertion soon joining the cries escaping you. You’re staring up at him with stars in your eyes, your fingers tight on your thighs beneath his and your pussy fucking flawless around him, and he’s never been so in love.

That’s a thought he has constantly but he means it every single time, his devotion to you endless and all consuming.

His appetite for you is voracious enough to rival it; the need, the sheer greed that he feels when it comes to you stripping him down to his basest desires. He’s only human in the end, and nothing could be more human than the urge to love you, to fuck you, to breed you, to keep you. He knows you’re his already but beyond that ring on your finger, there’s one other thing that could show the world you belong to each other, and that includes pumping you so full of his cum, it sticks.

He’s getting close already just thinking about it, and the way you’re clenching and fluttering around him doesn’t help in the slightest. He wouldn’t mind breaking this early though, not when it means he can just get hard again and fuck his cum even deeper into you.

“Joshie,” you whine in the voice that means you’re inches away from the edge, and he feels his body respond, his heavy balls drawing up tight and his cock hardening further within you.

“Cum whenever you want, baby. I’m not stopping anytime soon,” he vows darkly, fully intent on keeping you in this bed and on his dick for the rest of the day. Maybe for the rest of his life.

You shudder at his words, gasping when he shifts his hips and changes the angle, the head of his cock now bullying right into your g-spot. He can’t hit as deep like this but he knows it’ll be enough to unravel you, and that’s exactly what he wants.

He grins wickedly when you start to ripple around him, knowing the waves of your orgasm are beginning to overtake you, and when it’s at its peak, he sinks in deep and lets you carry him with you. He groans roughly at the feeling of your undulating walls milking his cock, relief and bone deep satisfaction filling him as he fills you.

He doesn’t stop, doesn’t even slow down, fucking you through the sensitivity and burying his cum deeper inside of you. You buck against him in overstimulation, crying out his name with tears in your voice, and he feels his cock twitch and get harder, your pussy like a molten velvet vise around him.

An hour and two more loads pass by in a blur, every minute melting into the next as he ruts into you, barely pulling back enough to get any friction but grinding into your sweet spot to keep you pliant. He thinks he might’ve fucked you dumb, no words escaping your parted lips and no thoughts behind your glassy eyes. You’re still holding your legs up though, and that’s how he knows you’re present enough to hear him.

“Said I would fuck you full, didn’t I, baby?” He laughs breathily, his eyes trained on the sight of his cock thrusting into you, the combination of your arousal and his cum seeping out around him in bursts. “I think you’re pretty fucking full.”

You mumble something but he doesn’t catch it, and he shifts your legs onto his arms and leans down, bracing his hands on the bed to hold himself up. “What was that, honey?”

“Not enough,” you gasp out, releasing your thighs to wrap your arms around his neck. “It’s not enough, Joshie, I want more.”

Your words blend together but he hears them all the same, and a jolt of desire surges through him, traveling down his spine and ending in his cock. He gets his legs under him, trapping you in a mating press so he can put more power behind his hips as his strokes get deeper, longer, your fingernails digging into his neck with every thrust of his aching dick.

“I can give you one more, baby, I’ll give you whatever- whatever you want,” he groans raggedly, his vision blurring and his hips stuttering as he nears the edge for what he fears may be the last time. You clench and squeeze and flutter around him, whimpering, “Please, Joshie, breed me,” and that’s it for him.

This time when he cums, it’s enough to steal his voice, his breath, his thoughts. It’s blinding, the pleasure, but that just means he feels everything. He feels you falling to pieces on his cock, he feels the warmth of the sunset on his back, he feels his heart racing in his chest. He feels his cum filling you again, replacing what he’s fucked out, and more than anything, he feels satiated, like there’s nothing left to give and nothing left to take.

He all but collapses into you, shifting to rest his knees on the bed and dropping your legs from his arms, his face buried in your neck as he trembles and gasps for air. Your cunt is still hugging him tightly, and he winces at the sensitivity of his spent cock but doesn’t pull out, can’t pull out, not when he knows that all of his hard work will go to waste as soon as he does.

You run gentle fingers through his salty hair, your chest slowly rising and falling against his, and his body starts to grow heavy, exhaustion weighing him down and the comfort of your pussy keeping him warm.

He’s asleep before the golden light of the sun fades from the sky.

“Joshua, with everything we said, I have to ask… Have you changed your mind about kids?” You ask softly, your back to his chest and your body between his legs as you laze in the massive hotel bath together.

He presses his lips to your neck and thinks, only for a second, before responding, “No, I’m happy with our life. I don’t need anything but you.”

You let out a sigh of relief and turn in his arms, resting your cheek on his shoulder and tucking your legs up, your knees just barely out of the water. He scoops some up and pours it over you, not wanting you to get cold.

“Good, I feel the same way.”

“Love you,” he murmurs into your hair, kissing your crown and rubbing his hand up and down your back.

“I love you,” you whisper in return. “The breeding kink was hot though, let’s keep that?”

“Oh yeah, baby, for sure.”

AN: for @thatgirlfromwindsor and these anons 💖

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