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Guilty

Paring(s): JJ maybank x fem!reader

Summary: it didn't matter that she did everything for him. it didn't matter that she loved him. insecurities ruin a great thing, love can't fix these problems

Authors note: angsty angsty angsty, bad JJ

Song rec: grave by tate mccrae

Part 2: Wanted

Perfect.

Everything had to be perfect.

The perfect dress. The perfect makeup. The perfect boy.

The past several days were borderline catastrophic with JJ getting arrested for sinking Topper’s boat. I begged and pleaded with my parents to help me get him out, promising them anything they wanted. They asked for the one thing I couldn’t give them. JJ.

And yet, I said yes. I said yes because the thought of him sitting in a cell all alone, stuck with nothing but his thoughts made my stomach turn. He’s always thought that nobody needed him. Maybe that was something his drunken father drilled into him but it was far from the truth. I needed him.

Everything had spun out of control and it all started the minute I met JJ Maybank. But I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Being with him was like walking for the first time. Nerve wracking yet exhilarating--freeing.

My life before him was just that, a life. Everything revolved around being the perfect little daughter to my parents. Debutantes, charity dinners, polo matches, and country clubs filled my schedule to the brim but they were rarely there. My mother was running a successful fashion line, working on her latest release while my father was a shark in the courtroom. While I loved every second of splurging on clothes, lavish trips to Europe, brunch at my favorite restaurant, I was missing something. I always felt like something was missing in a world where I had everything.

That’s not to say I’m ungrateful for every opportunity my position and family has afforded me. But when you spend enough time with people you realize are only conversing with you for money or to step on you to increase their social capital, nothing seems genuine.

Everything interaction was superficial and it became isolating. But with JJ, each and every moment we shared was intimate and unfeigned.

He taught me how to surf the swells he spent hours in daily. I learned the slight touch of hand in the art of being a mild kleptomaniac. After several failed attempts and many loud complaints, I could finally balance on his dirt bike.

None of these moments could be bought with money and maybe that’s why I cherished them so much. I cherished them so greatly that I refused to let them go.

And in turn, I couldn’t let him go. Despite the ever growing distance that's wedged itself between us the moment he was released from jail. Maybe it was a pride thing, or maybe it could have been the condescending jabs my dad threw his way, but JJ had pulled away.

My father's threats to revoke the bail money hung heavy above our heads. So tonight, I was going to try and change that. I needed to bridge the gap that had us so far apart. Midsummers was how I was going to achieve that.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and held it for several seconds to calm my racing heart. I open them slowly, dragging my gaze along my reflection on the floor length mirror at the entrance to the club. A silky number drapes my dainty figure in the softest brush of yellow with threaded pearls as straps. Ivory satin Jimmy Choo heels from their latest collection decorated my feet.

The familiar rumble of a truck had a grin pulling at the corners of my lips. My parents were somewhere in the building, having been on the board and needed to sign off on some last minute details.

I didn’t mind the constant abandonment. The loneliness that once clung to me had slowly evaporated the moment JJ entered my world.

Grabbing my Chrsitian Dior clutch, I headed for the entrance of the Island Club. A familiar mass of shaggy blonde hair had my feet moving quicker. The minute his face came into view I knew something was wrong.

His lips were tight in a grim line as he continuously shook his head. I quickened my steps, apologizing swiftly to several people who were trying to get my attention.

“I’m sorry, sir. Are you a member here?”

“Well, no, but my girlfriend-.”

“Then I’m afraid you're going to have to turn back around. This is a private club.”

“Listen dude, my girlfriend invited me and-”

“Sir, you need to get back into your vehicle before I call security.” The coordinator, who went by Ryan, dismissed JJ without a second glance.

JJ’s eyes narrowed. “If you’d let me speak-”

“This is private property.”

“Bro, calm down. You’re not protecting the president.” JJ huffed, shoving his hands into his pocket. His cheeks tinted a slight red which had my blood boiling.

He was person. Period. One that didn't deserve to be treated like that especially in such a public setting. I was livid at the thought of Ryan managing to make JJ feel embarrassed.

“You’re not a member-”

“No, but I am.” I snapped coming to a stop beside him, causing the event coordinator to rear his head back in surprise.

“Hey, baby. ” The familiar pull of his voice coated me like the warmest honey. A smirk tugged at his lips at the obvious irritation on my face.

Pausing to give JJ my attention, I placed a soft kiss on his lips and pushed back a wild strand of blonde hair. “Hi.”

The smile he gave me was like a sudden beam of light that hit me square in the chest.

“I am so sorry. I didn’t realize he was with you-”

“Add JJ Maybank to my member account,” My words were sharp and left little room for argument, though they were dripping with the sickeningly sweet tone I mastered at the young age of twelve. “Consider yourself up to date.”

“I’ll get it done.” With that, Ryan tipped his head and left quickly.

I bristled once more, muttering under my breath, ”Dick.” My chest was heavy with guilt at his treatment, wondering if this was actually a good idea. I gnawed at my bottom lip nervously.

This was not how I wanted our night to start.

“I’ve never been a member before.”

Not bothering to conceal my giggle, I turned around and allowed my eyes to drift over every inch of JJ. The black suit I bought him was fitted and hugged every muscle in a way that had my stomach clenching.

Sun kissed hands reached for me the moment I was within his reach. My arms wrap around the mass of lean muscles, my nose buried in his neck. Taking a deep breath, salt and sex wax filled my senses and I let myself relax.

Home. He felt like home.

“You look very handsome.”

A rumble left his chest. “My sugar mama bought it for me.”

Hiding my face in his chest, a loud laugh slipped past my lips. JJ shushed me almost immediately, “People are looking. We can’t have them thinking we’re together.”

I pulled away, trying to keep a straight face at his antics. “We are together.”

“Shit, we are?” He held out his hand, amusement and mischief dancing in his eyes. “My sugar mama can’t find out or she’ll cut me off.”

How could I not love him when he made me laugh so hard my stomach hurt?

I hit his arm with my purse in mock outrage before taking his hand while his other touched my bare back. The feel of his rough calloused hands from all his hard work has me suck in a breath. Those rough hard hands knew my body intimately, inside and out.

“Do that again and I’m finding the nearest bathroom.” JJ leaned down, his lips brushing against the top of my ear.

A clearing of the throat had us both turning our heads. My father stood there with a stoic face, his eyes promising retribution later.

Looking at my father directly in the eye, I place my arm in the crook of his, lacing us together.

“I see you brought a friend.” The last word is spoken with clear disdain.

My grip on JJ’s arm tightened. “I brought my boyfriend.”

“We’ll talk about this later.”

As if they’d actually be home, I thought but decided to keep that to myself.

Deciding that this entire conversation was pointless, I was dragging JJ away from the pair when my father grabbed JJ, whispering something in his ear.

My stomach shrunk and apprehension filled me as the light look of JJ’s face fell, replaced with a flat look and hardened eyes.

“Duly noted, sir.” His mouth curled in a sarcastic snark.

I shot my father a disappointed look. Curling myself into JJ’s side, my arm wrapped around his waist and I tugged us into the party. “Ignore him, please.”

“Already forgotten, princess.”

My eyes watch his face for any sign of distress, but find nothing. Guilt ebbed aways at my walls.

“Let’s go find Mr. Adams. He owns a chain of surf shops. I’m sure if we schmooze him, we can get you a solid job or maybe even a board.” I tossed him a wink that had him grinning.

“I like the way you think. Lead the way, gorgeous.”

Despite his hand on my back, all the warmth we had a mere moments ago was gone. I couldn’t help but notice the small distance he kept between us. One that didn’t exist until my father opened his mouth.

Several hours later, the sun had begun to set and a cool breeze now caressed my bare back. I embraced the cool breeze due to the several glasses of champagne I had.

Despite my love for the warm buzz it gave me, it did little for my bladder. “I’ll be right back.”

His eyes widened in alarm. “You can’t leave me here with these people.”

I smothered my laugh with my hand. “Did you want to come with me?”

“To the bathroom? Kinky, I’m in.” JJ responded, clutching my hand in his before expertly pulling us through the crowd.

Nothing could peel off the cheesy smile that bore my face. Despite the slight hiccup at the beginning of the night, JJ charmed most of the members with his charm and humor. I was hoping with some networking, I could help JJ get some security. I believed he was capable of doing just about anything. He had such determination and never let failure keep him down.

JJ knew how to hussle and I wanted everyone to see his potential, even if at times he didn’t see it himself.

My heels clicked along the granite floor, our hands swinging in the air. A shriek escaped my lips as JJ twirls me around, my dress swishing around my ankles. “Gorgeous.” He puffed out his cheeks, his gaze boring into mine.

Our matching grins were nothing short of radiant. Being with him was easy in a world filled with difficult people.

“Well this is disgusting.”

JJ went rigid. That wouldn’t have concerned me if he hadn’t muttered panicked curses under his breath. “If someone says one more thing to me..”

JJ never let Rafe intimidate him before but for some reason JJ seemed a little more hesitant with this exchange. Realization dawned on me. The boat. Fuck.

I let my hands fall while rolling my eyes and turning to face Rafe. There he stood in all his stuck up glory, not a hair out of place and his suit neatly pressed. He looked every bit of a country member as one could possibly be with the light blue suit paired with a white undershirt and blue bow tie, brown dress shoes on his feet.

“Don’t you have another line to snort?” I asked.

Sure, Rafe was conventionally attractive, if you didn’t pay attention to the blown pupils and the constant brush of his nose or the foggy look in his eyes.

JJ snickered beside me, his hand softly tapping my ass twice in support.

“JJ, go get me a drink.” Rafe cocked his head.

“I’m actually a member here now.” JJ responded, his hand caressed my cheek softly.

Shocked painted Rafe’s face. “That’s not poss-”

Kelce and Topper stood beside him, both in colored pressed suits as well. They kind of looked like the-”You powerpuff girls have fun.” JJ said with a crooked smile and a tip of the hat.

He seized me by the wrist and strode over to the exit. Relief at his plan to avoid a fight was fleeting at Rafe’s next words.

“If I knew a trailer home and food stamps was all it took for you to open your legs, I would have tried a long time ago.”

JJ jerked around in seconds, ripping out of my grip. He stalked towards Rafe, drawing his arm back before connecting with his jaw.

A shout passed my lips, my hands covering my mouth in horror as JJ struck Rafe twice more, one blow hitting him directly on the nose. Blood began to gush out of Rafe’s nose, staining his dress shirt a deep crimson. “Say that shit again. Say it.”

Rafe let out a mirthless laugh, his lips pulled at the sides revealing his red stained teeth. “Once a pogue, always a pogue. Isn’t that right, JJ?”

Kelce jumped into action, his arm wrapping around JJ’s neck, pulling him off a Rafe into an effective headlock. That’s when I noticed two more hulking figures and suddenly we were surrounded.

“Five on one, Rafe? Really?” JJ choked out, tugging at Kelce’s arm.

Without thinking, I walked behind Kelce and slammed the metal clasp of the bag against the side of his head. Once. Twice. Three times. “Let go of him!”

Kelce let out a yelp and jerked back, causing his grip on JJ to loosen just enough for him to get free. I went towards him in an instant, but he pushed me behind him as he surveyed the remaining men in front of us.

Whispers dragged my attention from the scene in front of me as I locked eyes with several members who had poked their heads into the locker area. Shit, this really wasn’t good. I needed to get JJ out of here as soon as possible. I didn’t want to give my father any more ammunition against him.

Clutching his arm, I tugged him once more towards the exit. I could hear more activity outside the locker room which had me pulling at him harder. I wasn’t going to let Rafe make him look bad in front of all these influential people. Over my dead body.

“People are coming. We have to go.”

His chest rose and fell with quick breaths, his steele blue gaze not leaving Rafe’s.

“I’m serious. For me, JJ, please?” My final plea seemed to have pulled him out of his angry haze. Without wasting a second, he let me pull him further and further away from the group. Lacing his hand in mine, I made quick work of fixing his suit and his hair, pressing soft kisses as I went.

“Whenever you’re done slumming it, you know where I am.” Rafe called out from behind us, earning us enough leers from fellow members.

He tore his hand from mine. “Fuck this.”

Apprehension coursed through me.

I could feel the storm brewing with each step he took. I trailed behind, my small steps nothing to his long strides. Rafe hit a nerve. One that JJ refused to acknowledge and let fester for months now. It was the elephant in the room any time I offered to pay anything at all. It bothered him, all the money my family had.

“Ignore him, Jayj.” I called out from behind him but his steps never faltered. “Rafe was just trying to get a reaction out of you.”

I could hear the soft melody of the music drifting over the wind from the party that was supposed to fix all our problems. Perhaps I was sticking a bandaid on a gaping wound.

His shoulders were tense as he stopped a couple feet in front of me, shaking his head. Nerves had my stomach in knots. I only had one shot at trying to fix this. Feelings were never JJ’s thing. He spent months fighting our attraction before he finally gave in. Dating a Kook was never something JJ considered.

Unfortunately, it was something others thought as well because they never failed to remind him. My father included.

So here we are. JJ was backed into a corner and like any wounded animal, he had two choices. He could concede or attack and I knew JJ like the back of my hand. He would never give up, so instead he’d go for the throat.

Too bad it was my throat he went for.

“I understand-” I stopped speaking the moment JJ whipped around, his eyes cutting me deeply.

“You don’t.” I didn’t respond. My eyes lingered on his busted lip and bruised chiseled face. “You don’t understand so please don’t try to make me feel better by pretending that you do.”

I pursed my lips. JJ was right, I didn’t understand what it was like to be in his position, but that didn’t mean I didn’t care. That I didn’t want to take away every ounce of pain if it meant he would be happy.

“You’re right. But Jayj, it’s Rafe.” I argued softly, not wanting to draw attention to us. “He always says shit like that to rile you up but you’ve never let it bother you before. Why now?”

JJ’s face flushed. “Because he’s fucking right. That’s why it bothers me.”

My lips wobbled and I pressed them together. I had gone out of my way to ensure he’d never feel this way. I guess I failed.

I moved closer, my steps unsure and clumsy. “You never said anything.”

My hand rested against his chest, and I could feel the familiar pounding of his heart.

“That’s nothing new.” He lifted his shoulder in a half shrug.

That did little to ease the emotional storm brewing within me. Every interaction since he was little was nothing short of violent and negligent.

He wasn’t used to softness and kindness. We were trying to navigate in uncharted waters but we’re thrown off the boat every time the water got choppy.

“We can go. Let’s just go, baby. Let me just say bye to my parents-“

“Stop.” He demanded, his tone serve. So unlike JJ.

I dropped my hand and instead chose to focus on the sound of our breathing. I had to keep my head on straight, because I could tell he was already building up his wall so high, making his fortress impenetrable.

JJ had never had a consistent thing in his life and I’ll be damned if I let that happen to us.

Squaring my shoulders back, I faced his heated gaze head on. If he wanted an argument, he’d get one, but we’d both be leaving together.

I had no intention of going anywhere.

“Stop?” I echoed, raising my brow.

His eyes were as cold and hard as obsidian. “Yes, stop. How is leaving going to solve any of this?”

“You’re picking a fight with me for no reason. I’m not the one you’re mad at.”

JJ raked his fingers through the sun bleached golden strands causing them to fall along his forehead. “Maybe I am.”

My eyes widened at his words. What had I done? He’d shared every bit of his world with me and I only wanted to do the same.

Was that not what people do when they’re in love? Aren’t you supposed to share your interests with your partner and aren’t they supposed to want to know them?

“For what?”

He tugged at his shirt collar. “Why am I here?”

My brows furrowed in confusion. Why would he even ask that?

“Why am I here, at this Midsummer's bullshit?”

“Because I wanted you to be.” I smoothed out my hair to give my trembling hands something to do. “It’s something that matters to me, it’s not bullshit.”

I had spent months planning this party since my parents were on the board. I wanted everything to be perfect for them and for him. It all seemed silly now. A part of that stung deep in my soul. Bullshit was never a word I used to describe any of the interests he showed me, yet he so easily spouted it at me.

JJ stayed quiet but continued to fidget with the silver ring on his finger. I wanted to close the distance between us but didn’t know how.

“Don’t let Rafe of all people ruin this. His opinion means nothing.”

He lifted his chin. “It matters to your dad.”

I barely held back my wince. “He doesn’t get a say in who I date, JJ.”

“Oh, are we lying to each other now?”

“W-What do you mean?”

“Are we going to pretend that you don’t care about what your parents think?”

I took a step back as though he hit me. “Stop talking before you say something you’ll regret.”

“Everything you do is to get their attention. You’d die without their approval.”

In a manner of speaking, he was right. My parents barely paid me an ounce of attention and it was hard not to think it had to do with me. There must have been something wrong with me for my parents to not want to spend time with me. I spent the majority of my life trying to live up to their expectations hoping to be the daughter they always wanted, but nothing worked. I couldn’t get them to love me.

And he threw it all in my face.

I stared at him with tears in my eyes, hurt and stricken.

At the sight of my tears, he looked away with his jaw clenched.

“Why are you with me?” He hissed, holding out his arms. “It’s not like I can take you to dinner in Paris or buy you the clothes you like so much.”

Insecurity was a cruel thing. It had the power to turn someone as confident and sure as JJ into a puddle of irate nerves. And as his insecurity continued to dig its hooks further into his skin, he continued to rip into me, piece by piece.

“Because I love you. Because you make me laugh.” My voice raised, my hands clenched into fists by my sides. “Where is this coming from?”

Anxiety wound its way up my throat clocking off my air.

“You’re fucking shoes are four grand. Do you know what I could do with four grand? I could get the power turned on in my house, or better yet, pay for the house.” The look he shot me had me wanting to be six feet under. He’d never looked at me like that before. He made me sound vapid and superficial. Like I didn’t spend most of my time on his side of the island.

The guilt I felt early came back tenfold. Guilt for my position. Guilt for the money my family had. Guilt for the things I enjoyed buying, both for him and myself.

Maybe I was just as bad as Rafe.

Pain sliced my chest as his gaze continued to penetrate me like bullets.

“The other side of the island is starving and everyone here is drinking champagne and gambling a mortgage for fun. It’s disgusting.” JJ began to pace, shaking his head in disbelief. “You had me kissing ass to all these people, and for what? A job? Stop trying to turn me into something that I’m not.”

I wrapped my arms around my waist. “That wasn’t what I was doing. I was trying to open doors for you so you had options. All I wanted was to help give you a fighting chance.”

“I didn’t ask for your help.” The words continued to pelt at me, hitting my heart every time. The pressure in my chest only tightened further.

“Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do for the person you love?” My voice shook, matching the trembling of my body. “It never mattered before.”

I'd never been in love before him. I didn't have anything to compare it too since the most affection I get from my parents is a card on my birthday. I thought by doing everything they didn't do for me, supporting and comforting and physical touch, would somehow translate into love.

“Of course it mattered. You’re a fucking Kook.” The raw and angry words seeped into my veins, the audible crack of my heart echoing for all to hear.

My throat constricted. Enough, I couldn’t hear anymore. No, no, no. But JJ seemed to have other plans.

“I mean, I’m standing here in a custom Tom Ford whatever that could have fed me for months. I’m out of my element and it makes my skin fucking crawl. John B is getting sent to CPS and Pope is getting jumped and I’m here at some stupid dinner with the people that did it to him. What does that make me?”

My chest cracked open and my heart caved in. I finally saw the broken boy in front of me. Bruised and broken, completely uncomfortable and unsure of himself.

“Kiara’s a kook.”

“Kiara’s different and you know that.” It remained unsaid but I knew what he was referring to. Kie was a hippie rich chick who didn’t enjoy all the things I did: designer clothes, luxury dinners, expensive food. In other words, I was a self absorbed kook princess that didn’t care for those around me.

It didn’t matter that I spent most of the summer with JJ helping him fix homes in the cut. It didn’t matter that I donated to charities or helped send care kits to those on the cut after the hurricane. It didn’t matter that I spent almost all my free time with him and the pogues just as Kiara did.

To him, I represented everything he hated. It didn’t matter that I loved him so deeply I defied my parents. It didn’t matter that I upended my life and chose to be with him. He could never see past the money, something I had no control over.

I may have been standing in custom Christian Dior and Jimmy Choo, but I’ve never felt more cheap as JJ continued to cut me down with each word.

“Do you want me to apologize?” My pulse spiked as a burst of adrenaline had me spouting the truth. “I had just as much a choice of being born on figure eight than you did on the cut.”

He looked at me like he hated me. “I don’t know how we deluded ourselves into thinking this could ever work.”

“You don’t get to stand there and make me feel guilty for who I am. Just because I have money and like nice things, doesn’t make me an asshole. I’ve treated everyone in my life with kindness. Don't group me with them.”

JJ scoffs, pointing at the crowd on the dance floor. “Them? Them--means your parents, baby”.

“I’ve never treated you less than me.” It was a last ditch effort.

“At least I know what Kook pussy tastes like.” He went for the kill. “Money and daddy issues.”

I stilled. The world stilled. Vicious hurt curled its way into my soul, etching every bit of it until I no longer existed.

Like I said before, I had no intention of going anywhere. But, I guess to JJ, he always had one foot out the door.

I think I stopped breathing. I blinked at him, hoping cameras would pop out and the whole thing came out as a prank. But, no cameras appeared.

Just him and I stood, in a field, an arms length apart but a universe away.

“You don’t mean that.” The words came out strangled. “Take it back.”

He said nothing. I had to bring a fist to my mouth to try and block out the harsh sob that threatened to escape.

“JJ, please.” I begged, my hands catching his arm. “Let’s just go.”

His normal vibrant eyes regard me coldly, a muscle jumping his jaw. I was drowning in my emotions. Everything had escalated to a level I couldn’t fix, because he wouldn’t let me. The bathroom seemed forever ago in the scheme of things. I can see the battle in his eyes of whether to give into his self destructive behavior or to come back to me.

Any hope I had of him coming back to me dissolved in a matter of seconds. A security guard came up behind him, gripping JJ by the forearm and tugging us towards the front of the party. My eyes widened in horror as I realized they were going to parade him around in front of everyone which would just humiliate him more.

“Jeez Daryl, could you loosen up your grip,” JJ complained, attempting to jerk out of the large man’s grip. He didn’t so much as flinch at each of JJ’s gripes either.

"What do you think you're doing?" I snapped, "Let him go, Darryl."

Darryl shook his head and gave me an apologetic look. "No can do. Mr. Cameron complained."

JJ Scoffed. “I can let myself out. I have two legs.”

“JJ, please stop.”

“I appreciate the discretion, Daryl.”

He self-destructed right in front of me. JJ grabbed a drink off an unsuspecting member and chugged it down before tossing the glass on the floor.

In the end, JJ was always going to be JJ. I saw the moment he decided to destroy everything we had. It was a slight shift in his body and that penetrating gaze of his hardened into a cruel amusement. JJ shrugged my hand off his, before his eyes flitter across the crowd as though he's looking for someone. Then I watched as they landed on a familiar brunette.

“Hey, let him go. I’m a member of this club and I invited him.” Kie shouted at Darryl who paused for a brief moment. I could see her parents trying to discreetly get her to stop but Kiara refused. At the sound of her words, an appreciative grin tugged at JJ’s lips.

It didn’t matter that I had said the same thing hours ago. It didn’t matter that I not only defended him but made him a member. I liked shiny flashy things and she didn’t. Apparently, that made her better than me.

“Mandatory power hour at Rixon’s, Kie.” He shouted, pointing at where she stood in front of her parent’s. “Pope, you as well, alright?”

I had a disposition for loving people too much, no matter how they treated me. And for the first time in my life, I didn’t care that I wasn’t presentable. I didn’t care that tears were falling down my face or that my hair was a mess. I didn’t want to be left behind. He promised.

“Let me come-”

Exasperation filled his features. "Take a fucking hint. You can go be with someone like Rafe now. You two deserve each other."

“Alright, Kie c’mon.” He didn’t spare me a second glance. I had to watch as Kie took off running towards him with Pope in tow. JJ held out his arms to catch her, arms she happily jumped into. John B lets out a humored shout while JJ spins Kiara around and they take off.

Leaving me all by myself. My parents nowhere in sight.

And suddenly everything hit me at once. My dress was too tight, my heels were pinching at the skin on my feet, the music was too loud, my hair was a mess. Nothing I did was right. Once again, I was left alone. Abandoned by the one person I thought would never leave. All because I loved him too much and he hated everything I couldn’t control.

I stood there, feeling like a silly little girl in a silly little dress I spent hours looking for, urging him to look back. He never did.

Authors note: I hope I hurt your feelings because I hurt my own writing this :) pls let me know what u think!!! I love hearing from you guys

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gatual · 2 years

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hi! ♡~ it’s the anon from before, how are you doing? i hope october has been kind to you! (i actually saw a random sheet of paper on the streets saying that :0) i have to remind myself that it’s spring for you because it’s getting nippy here and the fallen leaves are covering the ground <3 i actually messaged you to say that a song reminded me of you today! buck-tick - miu ✧･ﾟ:*

hi anon !!!!! glad to have u back☺️not sure how ive been doing a bit of everything i think jdbfjd overwhelmed too bc october is hell month (exam season) and stress and yea but!! i love seeing flowers blossom everywhere☺️idk what they're called but the city is full of trees with pink flowers so i always look at them when i go on the bus or walk home🥹🥹🌸🌸 and it gets so beautiful during autumn too!! stepping on piles of leaves is so fun hehe i hope you're doing well🥰🥰🥰 ALSO AAAAAA thank u for that song😭😭😭😭😭 it's an honor that a song reminds u of me also so sweet 🥺😔😔😔💞💞 thank u

#ask #ive listened to it while answering and its so nice!! def gonna add it to my list #also almost made me cry this reminds me of . yk i have a beloved mutual that has a pinterest board of things that remind her of me so when #i played the song u told me i got this feeling i get when i look at her board its v special and sweet its like .for people to see me in #other things is this like feeling loved hhhhh i wish i could explain it better but it just feels so good🥹 like lil goosebumps of happiness #yea..ty☺️ i hope you have a nice day!! if u ever wanna share song recs or wtv👁️👁️🤲🏻yk what to do #kith muah im gonna sleep now byebye (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡#anon ♡~

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౨ৎ freak- lana del rey

౨ৎ million dollar man- lana del rey

౨ৎ ultraviolence- lana del rey

౨ৎ fuck it i love you- lana del rey

౨ৎ don’t blame me- taylor swift

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౨ৎ carmen- lana del rey

౨ৎ sunsetz- cigarettes after sex

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౨ৎ honeymoon- lana del rey

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౨ৎ cherry- lana del rey

౨ৎ i did something bad- taylor swift

౨ৎ gorgeous- taylor swift

౨ৎ high school sweethearts- melanie martinez

౨ৎ diet mountain dew- lana del rey

౨ৎ do i wanna know?- arctic monkeys

౨ৎ i wanna be yours- arctic monkeys

౨ৎ this is what makes us girls- lana del rey

౨ৎ blue jeans- lana del rey

౨ৎ brooklyn baby- lana del rey

౨ৎ religion- lana del rey

౨ৎ art deco- lana del rey

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౨ৎ cola- lana del rey

౨ৎ break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored- ariana grande

౨ৎ older- isabel larosa

౨ৎ boarding school- lana del rey

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౨ৎ smarty- lana del rey

౨ৎ you can be the boss- lana del rey

౨ৎ be my daddy- lana del rey

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౨ৎ detention- melanie martinez

౨ৎ knee socks- arctic monkeys

౨ৎ yayo- lana del rey

౨ৎ fucked my way up to the top- lana del rey

౨ৎ dark but just a game- lana del rey

౨ৎ prom song (gone wrong)- lana del rey

౨ৎ alejandro- lady gaga

౨ৎ pacify her- melanie martinez

౨ৎ glitch- taylor swift

౨ৎ melting- kali uchis

౨ৎ let me love you- ariana grande

౨ৎ let the light in- lana del rey

౨ৎ peppers- lana del rey

౨ৎ your girl- lana del rey

౨ৎ the blackest day- lana del rey

౨ৎ playground love- air

౨ৎ take me to paris- lana del rey

౨ৎ good looking- suki waterhouse

౨ৎ nothing’s gonna hurt you baby- cigarettes after sex

౨ৎ illict affairs- taylor swift

౨ৎ 1999- beabadoobee

౨ৎ jupiter- flower face

౨ৎ once more to see you- mitski

౨ৎ i know- fiona apple

౨ৎ trash magic- lana del rey

౨ৎ sad girl- lana del rey

౨ৎ for the first time- mac demarco

౨ৎ so damn into you- vlad holiday

౨ৎ john wayne- cigarettes after sex

౨ৎ girls your age- transviolet

౨ৎ i know places- taylor swift

౨ৎ fluorescent adolescence- arctic monkeys

౨ৎ hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it- lana del rey

౨ৎ every man gets his wish- lana del rey

౨ৎ nda- billie eilish

౨ৎ nectar of the gods- lana del rey

౨ৎ mermaid motel- lana del rey

౨ৎ behind closed doors- lana del rey

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fbfh · 8 months

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older!logan x reader hcs

wc: 1.6k

genre: age gap, sort of sugar daddy logan

warnings: big (but legal) age gap, logan is early 40s reader is like early 20s, brief odette mention, logan is a killer lawyer, rory kinda traumatized Logan lol, I haven't finished gilmore girls or ayitl yet so don't come for me lol, logan is obsessedddddddd with reader, mildly smutty, mentions of marriage and proposals, your relationship progresses really quickly

summary: you were reading in a coffee shop when a charming gorgeous much older guy decided to strike up a conversation. little do you know that within a very short time that same charming stranger will know your dress size, your shoe size, and your ring size.

song rec: off to the races - lana del rey

a/n: the choke hold older logan has on me..... euthanize me at this point lmao

tags @yesv01 @magcon7280

As with all nsfw works, all characters are aged up to 18+ (like way over 18 in logan’s case lol)

That being said jesus christ let’s dive right into the brain rot

First things first, a little more about Logan

He’s in his early 40’s and aging like a fine goddamn wine

MEGA MEGA dilf vibes

After the whole millions of dollars sunken into a bad investment in his family’s massive media conglomerate mishap, he still faced a lot of pressure to join the family business

But with Rory rejecting his proposal, he felt so fucking down and beaten up by life

He just had two massive blows to his ego back to back

And he needed a win

Then the strangest thing happened

He just got back from another late night of partying with his friends and switched on the tv so he wouldn’t have to fall asleep with his thoughts, and some random movie was playing

The girl in the movie is at dinner with her boyfriend and thinks he’s going to propose, but he breaks up with her instead

It hits a little too close to home and Logan’s about to switch it off

Then she decides to go to law school to prove herself

He finds himself getting more and more invested in this movie, relating more to Elle with every scene, and by the morning he confronts the idea he’s been shoving away for too long so he doesn’t rock the boat

He talks to his dad and they decide Logan will go to law school, but remain a prominent board member and shareholder of the family company

Mitchum is surprised by how responsible and well thought out Logan’s plan is

He’s forging a path to a very lucrative field - one Mitchum can tell he’s going to be very successful in - while still staying involved enough in the family business

So Logan goes off to law school, and 20 years later he’s a total shark

He’s a prestigious, expensive lawyer with a reputation for never losing and a long streak of killing it with really high profile cases

Now the Huntzberger name carries all the weight and power of his father’s media reach, and Logan’s success in the courtroom

He’s excelling

And he’s excelling enough to keep his family out of his personal life for a while

He’s living the bachelor life until he hits 40

That’s when his parents decide it’s really unacceptable that he’s still not married

So they tell him if he doesn’t get married soon they’ll arrange something

Some french heiress or something

And Logan finds himself right back where he didn’t want to be

And then, like a gift from god, he sees you

Like I said in my initial drabble, Logan first saw you in a cafe reading some dusty novel no one actually reads like war and peace or crime and punishment or something

He's seen people your age do that before, reading complicated stuffy literature to seem smart and make some pretentious English class commentary that barely makes sense

So he calls you on it

"War and Peace, huh?"

He’s expecting you to say something fake and pretentious

Some bullshit fake deep pseudo intellectual shit

But you look up at him, only pausing for a moment before you speak

You’re surprised to see such a gorgeous guy in a little cafe like this

Especially one that seems interested in talking to you

And god, the way you talk about it

The way your eyes light up

It takes him by surprise

He's not just interested

He's invested

You start talking and realize that you've been talking for way longer than you expected to

And he wants more

He wants to know more about you, wants to see you sweet smile and hear your cute little laugh when he says something charming or compliments you

So he takes you out to dinner, his treat

He guides you out the door and into his Porsche with his hand on your back

It's a subtle gesture but it makes your stomach flip

Then he buckles your seat belt for you

If you weren't sold before you sure are by now

So he takes you to this nice fancy restaurant, wines and dines you, and he is laying on the charm thick

"Oh, come on. A pretty young thing like you must have a boyfriend."

"Really, you have excellent taste.”

You don’t miss the way he’s been eyeing you all night

And he doesn’t miss the way you squeeze your thighs together when he touches your face or plays with your fingers

One thing leads to another and after he pays the bill and leaves a generous tip, you find him ushering you back into his porsche

And yet again he closes your door for you and gets you all buckled in

This time when he drives his hand rests on your knee

He thinks he can handle this

He’s the biggest whore on the east coast /affectionate

Then you grab his hand and move it up your thigh

There’s no going back now

He’s in just as deep as you are

Before you know it you’re tearing off each other’s clothes

His lips are all over you and motherfucker does he know what he’s doing

He worried for a moment he might have lost his edge

But as he lays you down into his big soft bed, your skin touching his silky sheets for the first time

But definitely not the last

As he finally touches you and feels how wet you are for him

He knows he didn’t peak in college

“Shh, listen,” he says between kisses that make you feel dizzy, “you’re gonna tell me if it’s too much for you, can you do that?”

You nod while he holds your face in his big hands

“You gotta say it,” he chuckles at how sweet you are, how well you respond to him, “use your words, baby…”

You manage to choke out a desperate yes between kisses that makes his stomach twist

And that is the very beginning to your intense affair with Logan Huntzberger

He’s desperate to see you again

He sends flowers and a dress and a gorgeous necklace to your apartment

And not the normal amount of flowers

The Logan amount of flowers

So a lot

And you can’t believe your luck finding a hot rich older guy that’s so into you

You really like this attention

Your daddy issues are SCREAMING

And Logan likes having someone as gorgeous and intelligent and into him as you are

And he wants to do this right

But he’s rapidly approaching the deadline his family set

He doesn’t want to scare you off

GOD that’s the last thing he wants

But he is terrified of proposing and having it end up like it did the last time

Eventually he works up the nerve to talk to you about it

He’s explaining everything to you while you pay your bills

But it says they’re already paid

And your credit cards are paid off

And your debt has just disappeared

Even your student loans are gone

And there’s a fat deposit in your checking account

He paid off all your debt and didn’t tell you

By the time he’s done explaining that you basically either need to get married asap or you can’t see each other anymore he still hasn’t brought it up

And you realize he’s not going to

He didn’t pay your bills to guilt you into anything

He’s not holding it over your head

He’s taking care of you

And all you’ve ever wanted is someone who will take care of you

Logan is surprised when you agree

But he’s even more surprised at how fast you agree

You sit in his lap and end up rambling about how much you love him, how you don’t think you’ll ever find anyone you like as much as him or anyone that treats you as well as he does

To no one’s surprise the conversation ends with him taking you on every surface of your apartment

Hours later you’re cuddling naked on your couch, resting your head on his muscular chest and listening to his heartbeat

“So like… are we engaged now?” you ask looking up at him

He laughs sweetly

“No, not yet. I have to actually propose first.”

You think back to your conversation earlier when you first said you’d want to marry him

“So that didn’t count before?”

His heart breaks at how little you ask for

“No, that didn’t count.” He kisses your head, “I’m going to take you out somewhere nice, give you a proper proposal, with a nice ring.”

You get butterflies thinking about it

You can’t believe how much he does for you

How much he wants to do for you

You’re quiet for a moment, and he can feel you smiling into his chest

“...Okay.”

Your voice is so small and bashful, and he can hear you suppressing a flustered giggle

Fuck he can’t get enough of you

He laughs and pulls you closer, grabbing your chin and makes you look up at him so he can kiss you

You fall asleep in his arms

And you think that you won’t mind being married so young if it’s Logan you’re marrying

Logan is looking at you with so much love and adoration

And right before he falls asleep

He thinks that maybe it’s not too late for him to find love after all

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lomlhwa · 9 months

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the silent sea (p.sh)

pairing: siren!seonghwa x marine biologist!reader

preview: strange things have started happening around your boat. you've been out at sea alone for a few weeks, studying whales. but recently, things on your boat have started disappearing and animals have started dying. you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched by someone. or something.

tags/warnings: fem reader, monster cock seonghwa, scales everywhere (i mean everywhere), biting (he has sharp teeth and they do pierce your skin), belly bulge kink, degrading, sadomasochism, he eats a chunk of your leg (it's not fatal), unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie, impregnation

trigger warnings: blood, cannibalism(?), a whole lot of dead animals, it's pretty much not consented cause um siren song

wc: 2.1k

song recs for this fic: bye bye bye by wei, tank by nmixx

a/n: when i posted my yeosang siren fic forever ago, someone asked for a less violent version with seonghwa. so here it is. still slightly violent but you don't die this time <3 (please note that i made up some things about sirens to make the story better. there's a lot of variation in the story of sirens so please don't take my word for anything.)

you wake up to the waves crashing on the side of your boat just as you had for the past two weeks. when you got your marine biology degree, you didn’t realize how lonely you’d get at sea. you go to grab your binoculars and look out into the open sea, only to find that they’re missing. you search for a few minutes before deciding to just use your backup pair.

you hold the binoculars to your eyes and peer out into the never ending water. you see a few fish and the large shadow of one of the whales you’ve been following. it’s a beautiful female blue whale. tracking her size and interactions with other blue whales has been your task for the past few weeks.

you walk to the other side of the boat to see if you can spot your male blue whale. when you look through your binoculars, you see something floating in the water. you squint, trying to make out what it is. you’re horrified to find that the water around it is red and it’s clearly a dead animal.

you put on your full diving suit and get into the water, worried about what had happened. you tether yourself to your boat before swimming over. you come to find that it’s a dolphin. you roll it over to find strange bite marks. they’re much too small to fit any of its natural predators. the bites look more like the bite size of a human. you run your finger over one of them, finding that a couple of the teeth sink deeper than others, indicating sharper and longer teeth.

you leave the dolphin where it is, knowing that there’s other wildlife that will use it for nutrition. you climb back into your boat and detach from the rope you’d used to not float too far. you grab your journal to note down your findings.

the rest of your day is pretty typical. you spot your male blue whale later on in the day, monitoring his interactions with your female. nothing else seemed out of place but the incident with the dolphin never left your mind. what had killed it?

the next morning, you wake up, prepared for more research. when you walk to the side of the boat, you scream. 4 more dolphins have been killed overnight. the closest one smacks against your boat with every crash of waves. you use the net from your boat to catch it and bring it on board so you can examine it.

you find that this dolphin has the same bite marks as the one from yesterday. you assume the other 3 are in the same condition. horrified, you try to figure out what could be doing this. it can’t be a shark, their bites are much bigger than this one. it can’t be any of the fish because their bites are too small.

bewildered, you put the dead dolphin back in the water, leaving it for food as you had done with the previous one. you look out into the vast waters, wishing you could spot something else out of the ordinary that might explain all of this.

while you’re standing on the right side of the boat, you get a sudden chill that feels like you have eyes on you. you feel like you’re being watched with malintent. you turn around abruptly, only to find that there’s nothing there. you walk over to that side and lean over to see if there’s something hiding. nothing. unnerved, you go to note down the sudden death of these dolphins.

tonight, you decide not to sleep. you need to find out what is causing these animal deaths. what sort of monster is killing full grown adult dolphins with a bite so small? you keep a small flashlight on you and wander around the open space of your boat. you keep the light off so you don’t scare whatever is lurking in the sea. you’ll only turn it on if you hear something.

for a few dark hours, you hear nothing but the usual sounds of the ocean. crashing waves, whale songs and the wind. but then, you hear the flap of what sounds like a fin. you think for a moment that it might just be a fish, but the contact it makes with the water sounds too big to be a fish but too small to be a whale.

you rush to click on your flashlight and manage to catch a glimpse of an unusual tail-looking fin. it’s bright orange and highly bioluminescent. it doesn’t look like it belongs to any of the known animals of this ecosystem; at least not to the ones you know of. it appears a couple more times before disappearing. you can see it glowing under the water for a few meters before disappearing into the night completely.

the next morning, you hope and pray that no more animals have died since you went to bed. you stayed up as late as you could but you did need to sleep. unfortunately, your worst nightmare has appeared. one of your whales is dead. one of your huge blue whales has fallen victim to this unknown creature. this feels like it’s getting revenge on you for spotting it.

you scream and collapse to the floor, staring at your whale floating on the surface of the water. the water surrounding it is dark red. you can see that he’s missing chunks of blubber from his back and sides. “leave my animals alone!” you yell out into the vast sea, wishing that whatever was doing this would hear you.

you feel that same feeling of being watched again. the thing is listening to you. you can just feel it. “stop killing the animals, they never did anything to you! if you want my attention, just show yourself!” you yell again.

you hear the water splash before hearing and feeling something crash onto the floor of the boat. fear shoots up your spine, every part of you urging you not to turn around. are you really about to face the thing that’s been tormenting you and the ocean? yeah, you are.

you turn around and you’re faced with a beautiful man standing across the deck from you. his arms are crossed and his dark eyes pierce yours. you know that he was the one causing the feeling of being watched but there’s no way he could kill a whale. matter of fact, there’s no way he could be all the way out here without a ship.

“you’re really fucking annoying. all that screaming these past couple mornings has been piercing my ear drums,” he finally speaks. he tilts his head and smacks the side of it, forcing water out of his ears.

“are you what’s been eating the dolphins? and my whale?” you ask, getting up off the ground. you gesture to your very dead whale behind you. the man nods, shrugging. “i’m not really a fan of the taste of whale but i knew it would set you off, so i killed it,” he picks at his teeth as if he has food stuck in there. “your scream made it worth it.”

“what kind of sadistic fuck are you?” you stare at him, completely horrified at what he just said to you. he laughs at you. finding joy in your displeasure. “what, sea creatures can’t have a little fun anymore?” he walks closer to you, waving his hands in the air as if he’s offended.

“you don’t look like a sea creature,” you make a confused face at him. he doesn’t have gills or fins or anything that would really scream ‘sea creature.’ he rolls his eyes, rolling up his sleeves. he reveals bright orange scales that go all the way up his arms. they seem to match the color of the strange tail you saw last night. he grins with terrifyingly sharp teething, seemingly sensing that you’re putting the pieces together.

“what… what are you?” you say, subconsciously taking a step back to go back to a safer distance. “well, let’s list my features and see if you can figure it out with that stupid brain of yours,” he bares his teeth at you. “scales, mermaid-like tail and sharp teeth. take a guess little miss marine biologist.”

that’s impossible. what he’s describing is fictional. merely folklore. “siren,” you mutter, your voice barely above a whisper. he clasps his hands together in excitement. “ding ding ding! look at your feeble brain go,” his smile has sinister undertones and a new rush of fear surges through you.

“now, i’m here for one thing and one thing only,” he plops down onto the ground, crossing his legs. “see, sirens can only reproduce with a human, not other sirens. and you, being out here all alone, are the perfect candidate,” your face contorts into minor disgust. “no,” you retort.

“i think you’re misunderstanding. i’m not asking,” he says before he shakes his head at you. he opens his mouth and a beautiful song fills your ears. it is haunting and echo-y in your head. you feel yourself being drawn to him instantly. you’re unable to move at your own free will.

your legs carry you to him on their own accord. despite his mouth closing, the song continues to possess you. you halt in front of him, your body completely limp. you’re only being held up by the powers of his siren song.

he removes your clothes with an inhuman ferocity. your body is laid down on the ground, completely stripped. he hovers above you having removed his own clothes as well. you come to find that the orange scales cover his whole body. you strain your eyes to look further down his body and find your eyes meeting what was hiding under his pants. it’s basically the size of your forearm. you can already tell it’s gonna hurt.

he spreads your legs and gets between them, lining his length up with your hole. you want to fight and close your legs, but you’re completely immobilized. he shoves his whole member into you at full force. it hurts so much you see stars. the stretch is enough to make tears sting your eyes.

“shhh, good whores can take cock with no warm up,” he caresses your face with a gentleness you had yet to see from him. “you’re gonna be my good cum dump and do what i make you.” he lets you adjust for a few moments before pulling all the way out and slamming back in. screams beg to leave your throat but you’re unable to release them.

he pounds into you with animalistic speed. his only focus is on breeding you. that’s the only reason he’s been tormenting you. he’s using your body for continuing his own bloodline.

out of nowhere he pulls out of you, his high clearly creeping up on him. something in his demeanor changes as he leans down to one of your legs. without warning, he bites a chunk out of your thigh, chewing and swallowing it in front of you.

“need more stamina to fill you up like the good whore you are,” he says as he wipes your blood off his lips. he shoves back into you before leaning down and digging his teeth into your shoulder. he doesn’t rip any skin off but he leaves a few deep bites.

his hips stutter and his sharp nails dig into your hips. he pumps you full of his seed. it’s so much that it streams out of you as he continues to thrust into you. “gotta make sure you’re gonna get pregnant. otherwise i’ll have to follow you home for more than claiming my child,” he whispers in your ear.

he pulls out of you, cum spilling out from inside you and pooling under you. he puts his clothes back on and sighs, staring at you. “your pregnancy will be fast with a siren baby. maybe, 3 weeks? don’t go back to shore until after you give birth or i’ll gut you like i gutted that whale.” with that, he jumps back into the sea.

you lay there in shock of what just happened. you finally regain control of your limbs and you stand up. you grab tissues to clean yourself up. you put your clothes back on and sit on your bed, wondering how the hell you just lived through that.

before you know it, 3 weeks has passed and you give birth to a beautiful baby boy. he takes after his father with his orange scales. as promised, the siren returns to claim the child. “perfect,” he says, taking the child from you and heading for the water.

“wait!” you yell. he turns around, looking at you puzzled. “what’s your name? that’s the least you could tell me after i just had your kid.” he smiles at you and jumps into the water. you rush to the side of the boat and he pokes his head above the water.

“seonghwa.”

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sluttywoozi · 2 years

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For: very sweet anon, tagging @bitchlessdino bc it feels right

Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: ~3.8k

Warnings: crying (not during sex and not sad), first time together, communication, reader likes chan's muscles, grinding, kissing, biting, breast and nipple play, clit stim, fingering, oral f. rec., finger sucking, condomless piv sex, food/alcohol mention, chan is the perfect bf and loves u a lot

Reader Notes: has breasts and a vagina, wears a bra, no gendered pronouns or petnames used

Okay, Chan thinks he might finally have everything ready.

He’s got candles, he’s got music, he’s got rose petals, and he’s got lube.

All of the essentials.

You’re coming over soon, and Chan can feel his heart pounding, mind racing with thoughts of what could go wrong or, universe willing, what could go right.

You haven’t been dating long, around three months, five days, and nine hours, Chan thinks, but he’s already so into you.

The highlight of waking up is getting to send you a good morning text (and kicking his feet in bed at the sleepy selfie you send back). One of his favorite hobbies is planning dates; at first you’d worried that you weren’t contributing, but Chan reassured you that he lived for it (his pinterest board confirmed this).

He enlists the help of his friends far too often, but he doesn’t think they mind. Chan’s pretty sure they think it’s cute and kind of embarrassing actually, which is how they love him most.

He asked Soonyoung to help him choreograph an interpretive dance to show you his love, Mingyu and Seokmin to cook for your one month anniversary (Seokmin took it upon himself to act as entertainment), Jeonghan for flirting tips, Seungcheol for… money (and clothes!), and Seungkwan for a full supplement regimen because you mentioned being iron deficient once.

He’d almost asked Jihoon to write a song that he could play during your first time together, but he thought that might be a bit much (he also didn’t want to share any details about your sex life without asking you, it felt disrespectful).

Sometimes Chan wonders if he’s coming on too strong, but miraculously, you seem to like him just as much as he likes you.

You text him all day, memes and pictures and things that remind you of him. You told him in the beginning that you want to hang out any time you’re both free, so he knows you like to be with him. You initiate cuddling more than he does, pushing him gently onto the couch and laying on top of him, petting his deltoids and sighing.

You also always seem to know when he’s upset somehow: popping into the studio when he’s ready to tear up in frustration at not getting a move right; calling him when the guys’ teasing gets to be a bit too much; squeezing his hand over the gear stick when he starts to get anxious in bad traffic.

You know him so well already, and Chan can only hope you feel like he knows you too.

He’s about to know you even better, he thinks, and wipes his sweaty hands on his pants before heading to the door and letting you into his apartment.

You look beautiful as always, radiant in your t-shirt and jeans, and Chan pulls you into a kiss before you can even say hello.

He might be a little eager.

(and a little hard)

You kiss him back though, pressing your body up against his, probably feeling his dick poking into your stomach, but you don’t seem to mind.

In fact, Chan thinks you might like it, your hand trailing down his chest to land on the button of his jeans, and he shivers when your nails scratch at the sensitive skin of his stomach.

You break the kiss to grin at him, hooking your fingers into his belt loops to pull him closer before wrapping your arms around his neck in a hug. Chan squeezes you back, sighing into your hair and breathing you in. Fuck, how do you always smell so good?

“Hi Chan,” you exhale, your body relaxing against him.

“Hi baby,” he responds softly, feeling more and more of your weight resting on him.

“Are you okay?” Chan asks, a bit concerned that you’re barely able to hold yourself up.

“Yeah, just exhausted. I didn’t sleep well last night and it was a really, really long day,” you do sound tired, and he could kick himself for not noticing the cute circles under your eyes.

“Oh, I’m sorry, baby,” he murmurs into your neck, still holding you snug against him, his arms locked around you, “do you wanna take a nap?”

You nod into his neck, sniffling slightly, and Chan is horrified to feel the dampness of your eyelashes.

He crushes you tighter to him, heart palpitating, fear like he’s never known striking his chest, when you start to cry.

“Babe?” Chan asks frantically, one hand flying up to run over your hair, the other clutching your waist.

“Sorry,” you whine, burrowing deeper into his chest, “I’m just really sleepy and you’re so nice and warm and buff and I love you.”

Chan melts against you, his knees barely able to hold up your weight and his own, alarms and echoes of, “buff and I love you,” sounding in his brain.

“I love you, baby. Wanna sit on the couch while I clean off my bed?”

You nod, waiting for him to release you from the cage of his arms and letting him help you stumble to the sofa.

Chan makes sure you’re comfortable before speedwalking to his bedroom and carefully pulling the door shut. He rockets around the room, blowing out candles and shoving rose petals into a baggie, scream whispering at Alexa until she turns the fucking music off, going over in his mind anything else he needs to do.

He didn’t want you to come in here and see all of this, and think he was expecting anything of you tonight. Chan doesn’t ever expect anything from you, except maybe, like, your love and attention, but definitely not sex, and he never wants to make you feel like he does.

He looks over his room one last time before taking a deep breath and going to retrieve you from the couch.

You’re dozing, curled up on the cushions with one hand tucked until your face and the other balled up in a cute fist by your chest. He hates to wake you up, but the couch isn’t that comfortable and he really wants to snuggle you, so he shakes you awake gently and tugs you to bed.

You follow his lead with half shut eyes and rumpled clothes, your hands going to your jeans once you make it to his room. Chan looks away as you shove them off, undoing your bra and taking it off from underneath your shirt.

(how the fuck did you do that??)

You crawl into bed, staring at him with disgruntled eyes until he strips to his boxers and climbs in next to you, lifting his arm for you to slide under. Your fingers trace over his bare skin as you rest your head in the crook his shoulder makes, and now Chan feels sleepy too.

(and a bit hard still)

His eyes flutter closed, your breath evens out, and you fall into sleep together.

Chan wakes with your body stretched out on top of him, your breasts pressed against his chest and your leg wrapped around his. He can feel his dick poking your thigh, and when you wake up, you’ll feel it too.

He’s not sure what to do here. If he pulls away, he might wake you up and you’d seemed to really need the rest. But if he stays like this, he’ll only get harder, the warmth and weight of your soft thigh on his cock making him dizzy.

He's still thinking when you awaken, your back arching in a deep stretch, keening sigh leaving you as your limbs reach. Chan stretches with you, pretending to have also just stirred, but you dig your chin into his pec and send him a knowing smile.

He smiles back sheepishly, trying to pull his hips away from your leg, and you roll your eyes and shift to lay on him fully, your thighs spreading as you straddle him.

You’re too far down his body for him to really feel the heat between your thighs, but his dick is pressed against your stomach, and he throws an arm behind his neck so he can return your gaze comfortably.

“What are you thinking?” Chan asks quietly, contentedly.

“I’m thinking I want to know what your plan for tonight was,” you smile at him indulgently, tapping your fingers on his skin, “what was it I heard when I first got here, smooth jazz?” you ask with a teasing voice.

Chan laughs and looks away shyly, a bit embarrassed at being called out, and you shake your head and lean up to give him a chaste kiss.

“You don’t have to be nervous. We talked about having sex tonight, it’s not like you were springing it on me,” you remind him.

“Yeah, I guess. I just- it all feels kind of… dumb and cliche now,” he admits softly.

With fondness clear in your eyes, you shift up until you’re right on top of his dick, just two thin layers keeping you apart. Chan's hands latch onto your hips and he shivers at the heat between your thighs, familiar but new, different now that he knows he’ll get to feel it, feel you.

“Tell me,” you whisper, grinding down on him, a wet patch growing on your panties.

“It was smooth jazz, and I had rose petals, and candles, and lube,” he gasps.

“All the first time necessities,” you sigh, hips still moving against him.

“Exactly!” Chan exclaims, bucking up and leaking precum onto his boxers.

You just get him.

His fingers tap the flesh over your hip bones as he gathers the courage to ask, “can I make you cum first? Just in case.”

It’s hard to admit he might not last, but he feels safe with you, and you’d said that communication during sex was nonnegotiable.

You reward him by sitting up and tugging your shirt over your head, your breasts bouncing gently with the movement and your nipples pebbling in the cool air.

Chan’s brain misfires, eyes caught between looking at your face and looking at your chest, and you seem to realize this, taking one of his hands from your hips and placing it on your breast.

Your flesh is warm under his palm, soft and plush, and Chan thinks he would die to get his mouth on you right now.

“Can I?” He asks, sitting up and leaning in slowly with his lips parted, gaze volleying up and down as he gets closer.

You nod, sitting still to allow him free reign. Chan takes advantage of the opportunity, swooping in to lay kisses and suck little bites into your skin before wrapping his lips around your nipple. It hardens further in his mouth, and he lavs his tongue over the bumps, taking long pulls and sighing against you.

You taste good. Chan’s not sure how to describe it, but he knows he wants more, and nibbles his way over to your other breast. He leaves the indent of his teeth on the underside, licking a broad stripe up to your nipple and sucking it into his mouth.

You’re squirming, head tilted back and fingers caught in his hair, and your hips jerk against him in short bursts. He wonders if you can cum like this, but decides to save that for another time, really wants to feel your wet heat under his fingers and perhaps his tongue, if you’re down for it.

Chan pulls off of you with a pop, brushes his thumbs over your nipples and drags his hands down to the waistband of your underwear, “Can I take these off, baby?”

You nod, gasping and lifting your hips so he can start working your panties down, and it’s Chan’s turn to gasp when he sees how wet they are, sees the dark spot on his boxers (that’s probably from him too, though).

He shifts you off of him gently, laying you on your back and hovering over you to slide the underwear off. The arm bracing him trembles and he feels the back of his neck grow hot when he takes in the sight before him.

You’re sprawled on his bed, skin vibrant against the color of his sheets, your chest rising and falling rapidly, your eyes half-lidded with desire, desire for him.

Chan is so glad, so so glad he asked to take care of you first, because he already feels like he’s right on the edge.

It’s a lot, it’s everything, being close to you like this, seeing you like this, touching and tasting and breathing you in.

It’s almost too much when you shyly spread your legs, hands covering your tummy and toes wiggling with nerves.

Chan realizes he’s been staring at you a bit too long, sweeps you into a fiery kiss to apologize, running his free hand down your body and smoothing it along your thigh. His fingers get closer to your heat with each pass until wetness coats his fingertips, and Chan groans into your mouth, his touch skimming your slit.

He lets you get used to him, just passing lightly over you until you whine and arch into his hand, before gliding a finger between your folds. He brushes over the swollen bundle of nerves, rubbing lightly, and then slowly sinks a finger inside you.

You’re so wet, soaking really, and scorching hot, and Chan is worried he won’t even make it through this without cumming in his boxers. He can’t stop imagining what you’ll feel like around him, even as he grinds his thumb into your clit, slides another finger inside, crooks them in an attempt to find your g-spot, pulls your hips back down with his free hand when they buck up.

You’re getting louder, breathier, moaning and sighing and whimpering his name, and Chan thinks you might be close, sucks air into his lungs to ask, “Baby, can I put my mouth on you?”

“Yes yes yes, Chan,” you whine, your hips bucking up into his touch, and he shuffles down the bed to lay between your legs.

You’re so pretty up close, spread open and glistening for him, and Chan groans, holding your lips apart with two fingers and licking between them.

Your clit throbs under his tongue, your walls clenching around his fingers, and Chan tries to keep his cool, he really does, but he just can’t stop himself from sucking your clit into his mouth and moaning into your pussy, pushing a third finger inside and scissoring you open, throwing his free arm over your hips and anchoring your pelvis to the bed.

“Good, baby?” Chan checks in, face wet with you and voice rough with want.

You nod, biting your lips between your teeth to hold in your sounds, and Chan draws his fingers out of you, sinking one into your mouth to gently pull your jaw down. It doesn’t work, mainly because you immediately hollow your cheeks to suck the taste of your own wetness off his skin, and Chan groans in both defeat and devotion.

Fuck, he wants you to cum, wants to make you cum, needs to see and hear and feel you break apart.

He withdraws his hand from your mouth to sink his fingers back inside, digits gliding smoothly with how soaked you are, and purses his lips around you, suctioning your clit with his mouth and tonguing it in pulses, matching his pace with the clenching of your walls.

You gasp when his fingers curl inside of you at a new depth, and he exclaims victoriously into your pussy, crooking them again and again into your g-spot, deliriously happy that he’d found it, until you break with a cry and gush around his fingers.

Chan is in awe, instantly obsessed with everything about how you cum, and he can’t wait to ask you for a day to make it happen as many times as you’re physically capable of.

He almost wants to see it again now, but he’d miraculously made it through this without cumming in his boxers, and he really wants to feel you around his dick, if that’s something you still want.

You do, he learns, as you guide him up to you with a hand in his hair and pull him into a searing kiss, licking his lips clean of you and pushing his boxers down with your toes.

He’d already discussed it with you, and as you have an implant and you’d gone to get tested together, you’ve decided to forgo condoms.

Chan almost came on the spot when you brought it up, but he held it together then like he’s trying to now, panting lightly as you rub his dick along your pussy, getting it wet and lining it up with your entrance.

You wait for him to make the move, and his forehead falls to your shoulder as he sinks into you, breathing wet gasps against your skin.

Chan’s never done this without a condom before, and he’s not sure he’ll live through it.

You fit him like a glove, just a bit of a stretch to push through, and your pussy sucks him in deeper and deeper until his balls meet the soft skin of your ass.

You whine when he bottoms out, your back arching, your breasts pressing against his chest, and Chan has never experienced anything hotter in his life.

He knows he only has so much time before he tumbles over the edge, and slips a hand between your bodies to rub your clit, hoping to take you with him.

You tighten around him and all of the blood that should be in his brain is flowing through his dick, making it throb against your walls and spit precum inside you. Chan tries to think, tries to remember the deep breathing exercises Wonwoo taught him, but he’s forgotten everything he ever knew as he fucks in and out of the molten velvet of your pussy.

Chan's brain feels frighteningly empty, occupied only with you and how you feel around him, devoid of any thought that isn't your name.

He manages, “Fuck fuck fuck fuck, you feel so fucking good, baby, shit, love you so much, love you love you love you,” all nearly sobbed into your skin as he cums.

The fingers on your clit and his dick jumping against your g-spot push you over the edge, your walls clamping down around his cock, making him shiver and whimper into your neck. Chan can hear you gasping, little whines escaping you as you clench and pulse, your wetness mixing with his cum to seep out of your entrance.

He pulls away slowly, mixed cum dribbling from your pussy to drip down your ass onto the bed, and he freezes, transfixed by the sight. He wants to push it back inside you, plug you up with his fingers and lick you clean with his tongue, but you're squirming already and he remembers you've never had anyone cum inside you before.

He hefts you into his arms, swiftly carrying you into the bathroom, hoping your thighs are pressed together tightly enough that nothing drips out onto the dark carpet. He wouldn't really care if it did, but he knows his landlord would.

The shower heats up as you sit on the toilet and wait for his cum to trickle out of you, and he crouches in front of you, setting his hands on your knees.

"How was it? Did you hate it?" Chan asks nervously, fingers denting your flesh and lip bitten between his teeth.

You stare at him incredulously, face screwing up in concern, before saying, "Channie, it was amazing, of course I didn't hate it. Did you think I'd hate it?"

"Well, no," he starts with a blush, "but I just wanted it to be good, and special, and what you deserve. I just wanna make you happy," he continues quietly, shyly.

You smile at him gently, weaving your fingers into his hair and pulling him into a soft, sweet kiss.

Pulling away, you breathe, "Babe, it was good, and special, and more than I deserve. You are good, and special, and more than I deserve."

He stares into your eyes, not a lick of deception in them, and beams as he pulls you into another kiss.

"I love you," he whispers into your lips, feels his heart flutter when you whisper it back, and helps you stand and climb into the shower.

You wash each other slowly, chatting about your respective days with shampoo hands and sudsy bodies, you giggling at him when he becomes entranced by the bubbles drifting over your breasts.

You let him make you cum one more time, with just his fingers inside you and his mouth around your very clean nipples, and Chan thinks he could die happy when he feels your heart stutter against his lips and hears you sigh his name, slick leaking out around his fingers.

You'd designed a skincare routine for him, and you stand together in front of the mirror, wrapped up in fluffy towels and patting serums into your skin, and discuss your plans for the next day.

You pull on pajamas and clamber into bed, your head resting on his chest and his fingers drifting up and down your spine, and continue to whisper quietly, considering your options. Chan was thinking about taking you to this brunch place with bottomless mimosas, and wonders if he could get Vernon to be your DD, but you offer to make breakfast instead.

He's heard about your famous sleepover pancakes and has wanted to try them since he met you, so he eagerly agrees and tentatively asks if he can maybe perhaps eat you for breakfast first, and you giggle into his pec, shaking your head a little.

"You really liked it that much?" you ask, voice full of wonder.

"Are you kidding? I think I liked it more than you did. I honestly thought I might cum before I could even get inside you," he responds, feeling a bit embarrassed at the admission.

"More than I did? Channie, we didn't even need the lube. And that would've been hot!" you reassure him, petting his skin gently, digging your fingertips into the muscle a bit.

"We didn't need the lube because my mouth was literally watering at the taste of your pussy, babe," Chan says, laughing as you press your face into his chest in shyness, still unused to him talking like this.

"Yeah, well, you got me wet before your tongue ever did," you remind him bashfully.

"We should probably stop talking or I'm gonna get hard again," Chan warns you, feeling heat pool in his stomach at your words.

"That's fine, I wanted to get your dick in my mouth anyway," you say serenely, holding his gaze and letting him see the want in yours.

His cock twitches under your leg, and Chan groans, wondering if he'll ever know peace again.

(He won't, but he likes it.)

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wonik1ss · 7 months

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Take My Heart — Minji

pairing : non idol!minji x reader

song rec : just friends - jordi

summary : y/n goes on a tour of a college not sure if she wants to go but Minji convinces her

a/n : should basketball ball Minji be next?

“Anyone in there?”. You snapped out of your daydream as you looked up to see your college guide.

“Yup sorry I zoned out..”

“It’s fine! Let’s continue the tour now though!”. As you guide turned around you sighed as you followed them. This college had everything but somehow nothing at all. Maybe it was your guide or maybe the lack of one.

While to an onlooker you were getting a tour you really were just having someone point and name things before they moved on. No interesting facts or dates to be excited about just plain old facts.

“And here’s the cafe! Do you wanna get anything? I have to talk to one of my professors so I’ll be back!”. You were about to nod yes but your guide had already ran away. You sat and observed your surroundings. The cafe was small and cozy kinda reminded you of the one in friends. It looked and felt like a place you could just get lost in a book in.

Or someone’s eyes. Specifically the girls who just caught your eyes. Your eyes grew wide as the alluring girl looked you up and down and then smiled. You quickly tried to look busy while you heard a laugh and foot steps.

“Are your new?”. You looked up to see a girl in a letterman’s jacket hovering over you. Was it just you or was it getting hotter..

“Yes.. but no..”. The girl tilted her head in confusion giving you a better view of her face. Aphrodite blessed her good.

“I.. I’m just here on a tour..”

“Oh.. so you liking the school so far?”

“Not really.. all I’ve seen are old statues and places..”. The girl smiled and licked her lips before she went down into a squat.

“I bet you’d like it more if I toured you around”. You looked down trying to avoid the girls gaze out her finger tipped your face up so now you were staring at her square in the face.

“I.. I guess..”

Now that’s how you ended up holding hands with a girl you didn’t know across the college campus.

“That’s we’re Rina almost got a arrested and where Ri-ki tried to water board Jungwon”. Your eyes went wide as the taller girl laughed.

“There all fine thought don’t worry”. You blushed as the girl squeezed your hand and continued walking.

“I mean if anything you should go here only for the food! It’s delicious I swear!”. You tuned in and out of the tour. Seeing as this beautiful girl just whisked you out of a cafe and now onto another tour.

“Ok so anything else you wanna know?”. You both now sat on the grass the taller girl still slightly hovering over you.

“How’s your.. Merch!”

“Spectacular I mean do you see this jacket?”. You laughed as the nameless girl told stories about the weird things that happened at the school and why you should go there. You ended up completely forgetting about your other tour before you checked the time.

“Oh shit..”

“Oh.. do you have to get back to your half assed tour?”. You giggled while the taller girl helped you up.

“Ya.. it was nice talking to you though.. I loved your tour!”. The girl smiled but it slowly turned into a smirk.

“Take this.. as a souvenir!”. Your cheeks went red again as the girl handed you her jacket.

“Take my heart..”

“What?”. You thought you said that under your breath so you stood stunned.

“I mean I would gladly but can I have a reason first?”. The girl giggled at your stunned face as she got closer. Your heart beat quickened as she whispered in your ear.

“But I got tell you I won’t give it back”. You slightly smiled.

“Y/n! Where have you been?!”. You turned to see your guild your apologized saying you “didn’t know where the bathroom was”

“And Minji showed you?”. You nodded as your previous guide smiled.

“So you do want to tour people Minji”. The guide teased as Minji rolled her eyes.

“I got to go see you next year Y/n”. Minji winked as she ran over to a group you assumed was her friends as you stood smiling like a little kid.

“I see she got your heart too”. Your guide giggled as she started the tour again.

Let’s just hope Minji doesn’t give it back..

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mazeinthemiroh · 11 months

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choi soobin boyfriend headcanons.

genre: fluff, romance

word count: 0.7k

warnings: very fluffy

song rec: love of my life by harry styles

please like and reblog if you enjoy <3

soobin is the sweetest, kindest, gentlest little dumpling ever

and by little, i mean 6'1

your big friendly giant

no because he's so adorable and despite his tall stature he doesn't have all that much confidence and doesn't really know what to do with himself, especially regarding social situations

so getting a date is hard for him

or at least he thinks it is

in reality, he doesn't really his shyness is a massive charming point for him, a quality he wouldn't quite expect to work to his advantage

and that's how he got you!

once he's finally in a relationship he's sooooo cliche when it comes to romance. buys bouquets of flowers, boxes of chocolates, a teddy bear, etc etc...

he just lives for the cute type of romance he has watched in dramas so many times before. he's not one to completely romanticise everything all the time, but he does see his perspective of life change when he has you by his side. he has a newfound appreciation for life that he didn't think he would ever be able to obtain.

he's a very good listener and prides himself in that. he understands that at times you would like to hear his thoughts and opinions, perhaps offering you some advice with a situation you're struggling in. but he also knows that sometimes you don't want any advice, you just want to vent to him, and he's fine sitting back and listening to you, providing support just by being there.

in the first couple of months, he might be too shy to initiate much physical touch, so if you are that type of person i think it'll be wise to either initiate it at first or, when he does give you light touches here and there, you encourage and reassure that it's okay and that you like it.

all he needs is little pieces of encouragement and affirmation that he's doing okay, and then he slowly but surely becomes confident in his relationship with you.

and when he becomes more comfortable he initiates more physical affection. he is especially fond of cuddles and surprisingly likes being the small spoon a lot despite his tall stature. there's something about being held by you that makes his heart flutter.

he's a very soft and fluffy boyfriend. lets you wear his clothes all the time without any objection because he loves it, blushing a little when he sees you in his hoodie for the first time. he just thinks it looks adorable on you and feels the intense urge to cuddle you so <3333

but any physical affection and cuddling of any sort are usually left for when you two are definitely alone because the amount of times the other members have come in to tease you both when they catch you snuggling up to each other is crazy, my guy deserves a break!

dates with him would include:

picnic dates - he loves sitting out with you in the sun, relaxing and taking in those rays while sharing some summer fruits together and just talking about absolutely anything. he knows it's simple as an idea, but he somehow makes every picnic date unique, perhaps bringing a little gift each time or going to a different place each time.

lunch-break dates - this includes activities like grabbing a coffee or a beat to it, or going for a walk with him. but be warned because those long legs of his do big and mighty strides so you'll have to tell him to walk a bit slower if you have little legs like i do 💀 the struggle is real.

board games - he likes things that people might not expect. obviously video games are fun but he feels board games are a great way to bond with anyone and actually involve you interacting with each other instead of staring at the screen. but he can be surprisingly competitive depending on the game so keep an eye out for that!

overall, he's a very soft boy and needs to be appreciated and loved always

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wangxianficfinder · 8 months

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In the mood for...

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1. Hi! I'm wondering if there's a fic like this?

(cql) fight where lwj lunges with his sword, and wwx doesn’t move, not thinking lwj would actually hurt, but lwj accidentally hurts him? @karinasnowwwx

Regrets by antebunny (G, 38k, wangxian, miscommunication, misundersandings, time travel fix-it, temporary character death, angst w/ happy ending, fluff, hurt/comfort)

Give Me What I Want by Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle) (E, 60k, WangXian, Bad Guys Made Them Do It, Canon Divergence, Episode Related, Angst with a Happy Ending, Burial Mounds, fuck or die aftermath, Angst) the third fic in the series "Give what you like" has a scene like this

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2. hi!! i'd like to request fics that are similar to rather cruelly used and rather reserved by x_los.

i saw someone mention that they'd like specifics for these types of asks; i don't have something in particular in mind (i'd love to get any recs at all!), but some examples could be: this type of back-and-forth conversational humor; the sort of poetic way the prose is written; wwx grieving a-yuan before finding out he's alive; and/or how the confession/relationship is portrayed.

i especially liked the lines where wwx asks if lwj knew wwx loved him and lwj responds "sometimes, i knew," so fics where lwj or wwx sort of. suspect each other likes them/they sort of fall together naturally are also super welcome!

i know this is a lot but i tried to be as helpful as possible. no rec has to accomplish all of these, i just really liked that fic lol @kisskissgotohell

and having a marvelous time by varnes (E, 108k, WangXian, Yúnmèng Siblings, Sound of Music AU, (i know!!! i know. stay with me on this.), Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Family Feels, spies to lovers???, Protective Siblings, Sometimes You Just Want Your Dads To Admit They’re Your Dads, Angst with a Happy Ending)

threadfic by saltyfeathers (Not rated, 49k, wangxian, chapters tagged individually)

Works by Vamillepudding

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3. so I've seen a lot of fics with variations of 'Xiao xingchen and song Lan join and/or ally with (while still being rogues) the YilingWei sect'. But what about fics where wwx ends up joining the sect Xiao xingchen and song Lan had planned to found? (And not in a 'wwx raised by another sect' type way, but like a diverging au).

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4. ITMF canonverse fics where Wangxian have to deal with prejudice over their relationship. Hey, I love a good everyone-is-super-supportive-except-for-YZY fic because they deserve it. But MZY's treatment alone makes it clear that homosexuality is looked down on & the lack of any pushback can get boring. I don't want anything that stops them getting together, but I want to read something where they have to deal with negative reactions, whether it's sneers & gossip or having to leave their sects @thispatternismine

Just As Much by Gemiblu (E, 23k, WangXian, Jealousy, Boys In Love, Homophobia, demonic cultivation bondage, Power Bottom WWX, Cockblocking, Semi-Public Sex, Crying During Sex, Intimacy, New World, Female Characters, Casual Intimacy, mentions of non-canon character death, description of violent acts, post marriage, Explicit Sexual Content, Kissing, Affection, supportive married couple, Pet Names, YLLZ WWX)

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5. can i request some xiyao fics? i recently got into that ship and i'd like to read some of yalls favorites :) preferably no lxc/jgy/nmj unless there's a focus on lxc/jgy, and no abo/mpreg/porn without plot please!

Meng Yao vs. the Board of the Homeowner's Association Series by Ariaste (M/T, 119k, WIP, XiYao, WangXian, Modern AU, Established Relationship, xiyao and wangxian are both already married, Family Feels, Domestic Fluff, Family Bonding, Slice of Life, Discussions of Past Trauma, wwx's canonical kinks, HOAverse) there's a reason it's recced all the time!

save the bees (ride a beekeeper) by Ariaste (T, 4k, LXC/JGY, modern, Fluff and Humor, Meet-Cute, Bees, Flirting)

ask until your heart gets it right by Stratisphyre (G, 6k, JYL/JZX, JZX & JGY, implied LXC/JGY, Canon Divergence, Fluff and Humor, Unreliable Narrator JZX, warning for JGS behaving exactly as expected, Meng Shi's canonically shitty situation, Minor surprise pairing at the end, Fix-It, Everyone Lives au)

a micro utopia born as the overture plays by tardigradeschool (T, 18k, JGY/LXC, wangxian, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Marriage, Fluff, Scheming, Everyone Lives au, Kid Fic, Spanish translation by finisterre12)

Marriage Principles series by Fahye (E, 38k, wangxian, LXC/JGY, canon divergence, arranged betrothal) LXC/JGY on the second part

Aftermath by KouriArashi (T, 57k, JYL/JZX, wangxian, LXC/JGY, JZX & JGY, JYL & WXX, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Everybody Lives, Romance, Developing Relationship, Family, Sibling Bonding, Light Angst, Politics, Attempted Sexual Assault, some murder on occasion, People talking about their feelings, processing their trauma, The good shit)

Whispers in My Ears by tabulaxrasa (T, 3k, wangxian, implied LXC/JGY, Canon Divergence, LWJ stays at the Burial Mounds, Gossip, JGS is the worst, they have a son, Everyone lives, Podfic Available)

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6. Hey, thanks for your work as always! For the next in the mood for I'd love a compilation of high energy fics, just writing that is high spirited and fun or high energy and super engaging.

live from new york by varnes (E, 87k, WangXian, XuanLi, Modern AU, SNL AU, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Pining, Getting Together, Happy Ending, Idiots in Love, and they were ROOMMATES, Frottage, Light Bondage, could not be lighter or gentler bondage)

The Scarlet Lotus by rainbowninja167 (M, 137k, WangXian, Marriage of Convenience, Secret Identity, Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Canon-Typical Violence, canon-typical war crimes, Yunmeng Bros, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication)

kiss with a fist by daltoneering (E, 23k, WangXian, Modern AU, Secret Agents, Enemies to Lovers, Rivals to Lovers, Enemies With Benefits, Mutual Pining, Light Angst, Action & Romance, Action movie-typical violence, A HEIST, james bond inspired, Blood and Injury, Shooting Guns, please read a/n for further warnings!, (this is meant to be fun though I promise!))

ID Bro Saga Series by Bowandtie (T, 39k, WangXian, Modern AU, dating app, Liberal use of emoji, 3zuns as bad friends forever, Slow Burn, super slow it's practically sous vide, Crack) Please read first!: Hey mods I suggested a fic (ID bro series) for no 6 for recent IMTF , I read this series a long time ago and was revisiting it and I found it had some (not much ) humor that is insensitive (like chapter 3 has a joke about Auschwitz). The author is clearly not a native english speaker and might be unaware, though they didn’t correct it though a comment kindly suggested it. I wanted to apologise, I must have overlooked. I don’t want to promote anything that is insensitive or might hurt anyone.

10 RMB lucky chickens by Raitelzen (T, 25k, XiCheng, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Neighbors, Chickens, mafia, Motorbike, Pathology Students, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mental Health Issues, Pre-Relationship) Last one is crack fic

ridiculous future bullshit Series by sami (T, 61k, WangXian, XiChengQing, Future Fic, in theory it follows on from an au, specifically The Same Moon Shines Series, in actuality I'm not committing to this that hard, Humour, immortals through history, Modern AU, Sort Of, University, outsider pov, Pride, Chaos Gremlin WWX)

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7. Hi! Looking for a fics where LWJ died, but WWX hasn't. Doesn't matter what caused his death - punishment, accident, or protecting someone - anything is okay. I wanna read sth about WWX's feelings about it. LWJ'S resurrection after years would be great too

In the new dawn by ballofstring (E, 9k, XiXian, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence) warning: it's wwx/lxc pairing.

Moonlight by lunarvelle (E, 14k, WIP, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha WWX, Omega LWJ, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Canon Divergence, YLLZ WWX, WWX Creates a Sect | Yílíng Wèi Sect, LWJ Has a YLLZ Kink, Submissive LWJ, Horror, Case Fic, Pining LWJ, Whump, Dark WWX, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Age Difference, Angst with a Happy Ending, LWJ Whump)

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8. #itmf a fic similar to "after all i drifted ashore" by lingering_song, as in wwx does exactly what the cultivation world wants: give up the yin hufu and dissappear with his wen army and heretic powers; when the jins become the next wen sect, reign over all the others just as he said, and they come asking for help once again. i sincerely would prefer if wwx isnt forgiving to the ones that hunted him down after he down and betrayed him buy trying to lead a siege against him.

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9. hello!! could you please rec fics with the "secretly virgin wei ying lying about how amazing he is in bed and then getting fucked by lan zhan" trope?? or anything similar to it! i've been craving it so much but idk exactly how to find those through ao3 tags *cries*

thankyou so so much! hope you have a lovely day/night <3

Teach Me The Ways by likeafox (E, 58k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, The Porn Is the Plot)

Straight at the Sun by diamondbruise (E, 33k, WangXian, Canon Universe, no war though, Mutual Pining, Pining while fucking, Misunderstandings, First Time, Anal Sex, wwx desperately wants lwj's attention, lwj desperately wants to marry wwx, Miscommunication, Jealousy, in abundance, Happy Ending)

Lead Me On Through by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 54k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Practice Kissing, practice other things, horny boys in love, questionable logic, Questionable Choices, they're dumb but cute, but dumb, but really cute, slight knives, Happy Ending) I think this one also fits but I can't remember exactly. Has similar wwx you clown vibes though

Wei Laoshi, Poonslayer by FeelsForBreakfast (E, 6k, WangXian, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, POV LWJ, straight boy wwx, Loss of Virginity, Getting Together) op might want to check the sbwy tag, I feel that is where you would find that trope the most cause its Wei ying talking /lying abt being with girls lol

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10. Was rereading Beast of Gusu series, and as much as I love Foxxian/Dragonji fics (or any other combination of animals), can I get some more recs where only one half of WX is a shapshifter/non-human/etc? I've also read the tiger fic, the one where LWJ is cursed as a plant, and the one where everyone in the Burial Mounds is cursed as a monster, so you can skip those! Please and thank you!!

You are what you eat by deliciousblizzardshark (E, 17k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Eldritch WWX, Horny LWJ, Body Horror, Possessionof a sort, Cannibalism, kind of, Mild Gore, Teeth, Fluff and Humor, Smut, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Monster sex, Switching, Light BDSM, Rimming, Self-Lubrication, Seriousness treated Crackily, Implied/Referenced Torture, Dead WWX) eldritch horror creatures wwx but honestly a puppy really Also there's a shapeshifter comp as well! It includes more than just foxxian :)

find some comfort here by ScarlettStorm (E, 38k, WangXian, Modern AU with Magic, Fox WWX, animal rescuer lwj, Pacific Northwest setting, Adhd wwx, Established Relationship, Comedy, Smut, not just fox wwx but also foxboy wwx, to his own extreme horror, petting, both platonic and sexual, Scent Kink, Like a lot of scent kink, mildly telepathic sex, Blowjobs, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Sex Toys, Some A/B/O Dynamics, but in a non a/b/o world, No mpreg, yes self-lubrication, switch rights, Emotional Hurt/Comfort) WWX is a shapeshifter, LWJ is not

Uh, where can I find the LWJ is a plant mentioned in #10???

What We Grew in this Forsaken Place by Admiranda (T, 27k, wangxian, modern cultivation, shapeshifter LWJ, WWX has a fear of dogs, bunny crimes, genius WWX, unexpected pet owner WWX)

The Sun Will Rise series by vespertineflora (E, 129k, wangxian, Fantasy au, Fairy Tale au, Fairy Tale Elements, Human/Monster Romance, Tentacle Monsters, Plant Monsters, Tentacle Sex, vine sex, Vines, Monster LWJ, Human WWX, Mildly Dubious Consent Consensual Non-Con, Eventual Romance, Slow Romance, Happy Ending, Groping, Edgeplay, Hand Jobs, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Prostate Massage, First Time, Multiple Orgasms, WWX Has a Fear of Dogs, Homesickness, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Loneliness, Canon-Typical Violence, WWX Has a Rape/Non-Con Kink, Light Bondage, Light Masochism, Overstimulation, BAMF WWX, Stabbing, Near Death, Poisoning, Protective LWJ, Seduction Aphrodisiacs, OFCs, Snow and Ice, Snowball Fight, Lost Love, Falling In Love, Drunken Kissing, Sex Pollen, Submission, Subspace, Multiple Penetration, Love Confessions, full body restraint, Emotional Sex, Reincarnation) OP from #10 here, someone asked for the Plant!LWJ fic I mentioned? It was this series

blossoms at the roadside by bleuett (T, 12k, WangXian, Different First Meeting, Getting Together, Tenderness, Gardens & Gardening, Happy Ending, a little sprinkle of touch starvation, wangxian going 0 to 100 in seconds, Hand Feeding) In the process of finding the other, there was also this one I remembered, and thought, why not include both?

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11. hello! i'm looking for established relationship modern au wangxian fics, please! bottom wwx/lwj top only 🙏🏽💖

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12. Itmf fics where wwx got good or excellent reputation!! @whateverweilanlovechild

It's so sad that there are no fics where Wei Ying got good reputation 😭. I'm changing my itmf, please do one on fics where Wei Wuxian is loved by a collective people, like people of yunmeng or people of yilling. Something like that?

❤️ The Absolutely True Story of the Yiling Patriarch: A Manifesto in Many Parts by aubreyli (T, 20k, wangxian, In-Universe RPF, Romance Novel, Post-Canon Fix-It, primarily drama-canon with cameos from novel-canon, The Absolutely True Story of the Yiling Patriarch: A Manifesto in Many Parts by aubreyli [Podfic] by Rhea314 (Rhea))

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13. Sorry I just put in a request but I started thinking about wen ning, which made me sad soooo do you have anything wen ning centric? Thank you so much, have a good day @twlaei

Truth, Like an Arrow by Nahiel (T, 3k, WangXian, Technically this is a death fic, but I don't think it's sad, Time Travel Fix-It, POV Outsider, Sort Of, I don't know this fic is weird, assisted second death, but i still don't think it's sad, wn thinks poorly of himself, the author doesn't share this opinion, CQL Verse) Short Wen Ning-centric time travel fix it

do not go gentle by RoseThorne (G, <1k, WN & WQ, WWX & WQ, LSZ & WQ, major character death, Canonical Character Death, Spirits, Ghosts, LWJ Plays Inquiry, Song: Inquiry, Protectiveness, Grief/Mourning, Love, Acceptance, Family, Angst, Podfic Welcome, Post-Canon, POV Third Person, POV WN)

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14. Hii I'm wondering if there are fics where wangxian gain some sort of power that changes events in canon? @karinasnowwwx

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15. hi <3 i'd love to ask if there are any new-ish fics about the core transfer going wrong? it's been a couple of years since i went looking, for stuff like 'impossible remains' by jengabears etc (could be much less angsty like the transfer simply not working ahaha)

Drowning in the Sun by Zelos (T, 8k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Golden Core Transfer, Canon-Typical Violence, Brotherly Love, Sunshot Campaign, Family Dynamics, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Feels, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Dynamics, [Podfic] Drowning in the Sun by flamingwell) I hope this meets what you're looking for. The transfer succeeds and everybody is alive, but Jiang Cheng was aware and paralyzed the whole time…

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16. Hello everyone, I’m in the mood for heartbreaking and saddest wangxian fics you know.

I want it to be wangxian centric, no yunmeng bros or JC focus and I don’t care if it’s canon compliant or au. I’m ok with omegaverse but not with omega LWJ.

Thank you all in advance and for all your hard work @kanrax-blog

Wei Wuxian Makes a Wish series by natcat5 (M, 119k, wangxian, major character death, underage, madoka magica au, modern w/ magic, time travel, high school au, body horror, self-harm, angst w/ bittersweet ending, time loop, mental instability, suicidal thoughts)

Concord by Deastar (T, 41k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Gūsū Lán Sect Rules, Depression, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending)

我的皇后是農民 | sowing seeds in the cold palace by sweetlolixo (E, 78k, WangXian, Imperial Palace, Emperor LWJ, Imperial Consort WWX, Farmer WWX, Only WWX Could Have an Empress to Farmer Pipeline, Angst, Romance, Wingman LJY, Wife-chasing-LWJ, LWJ will grovel to the ends of the earth to make it up to WWX don't worry, Arranged Marriage, Best Boy A-Yuan, not LWJ friendly)

the heartlines on our hands by occultings (microcomets) (E, 47k, WangXian, Soulmates, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mutual Pining, First Time, Canon Divergence, Canonical Character Death)

in wild plums and river willows by SnowshadowAO3 (T, 17k, WangXian, Angst with a Hopeful Ending, Canon Universe, Grief/Mourning, descriptions of physical pain, alcohol mention, Fatherhood, The importance of legacy, Living for your dead love's semi-adopted child, Hurt/Comfort, Hallucinations vs. ghosts and not fully knowing the difference because you're grieving, Canon Temporary Character Death, Grief and love as inherent bedfellows)

总有一天; a place to hide (can’t find one near) by yiqie (E, 76k, WangXian, Modern AU, Pianist, Getting Together, Mental Health Issues, Suicide Attempt, Suicidal Thoughts, Depression, Hospitals, Overdosing, Eventual Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Additional Warnings In Author's Note) mind the tags on this one

both are cathartic-sad

When the Words Stop Coming by mrcformoso (G, 7k, WangXian, Canon Compliant, POV WWX, POV LWJ, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Pre-Sunshot Campaign, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Canonical Character Death, Love Confessions, Rejection, LWJ is a Panicked Gay, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Trauma, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sad with a Happy Ending)

New Perspective by mrcformoso (T, 8k, WangXian, Angst, Hopeful Ending, Fatherhood, Regrets, Flashbacks, POV LWJ, LWJ-centric, Canonical Character Death - WWX, Pining LWJ, LWJ Has Feelings, LWJ Needs a Hug, Character Development, Dead WWX, Introspection, Feelings, LWJ is Bad at Feelings, Character Study, Regretful LWJ, Breaking Toxic Cycles, Canon Compliant, LWJ in Seclusion, Post-LWJ, in Seclusion, Child LSZ)

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17. Hello to you all! My semester just ended and now I'm free for a week probably? I do have hundreds of fics downloaded but yk it, it's never enough >ᴗ< so ITMF Nie Mingjue - Lan Xichen - Wei WuXian friendship. Well WWX's friendship with either of them is fine as well. It doesn't matter if it's older or younger WWX. Both canonverse as well as modern era fics are welcome ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა @tinyfoxpeach

Tumblr Fic by @shanastoryteller

Been There, Done That by FlautistsandPeonies (G, 34k, wangxian, NMJ & WWX & LXC, WN & WWX & WQ, LWJ & LXC & LQR, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Not Everyone Dies au, WWX Canon Genius, Single Father WWX, Father-Son Relationship, NMJ/WWX/LXC Sworn Brotherhood, Sunshot Campaign, jc canon characteristics, YLLZ WWX, WIP)

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