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welcometomyoasis · 1 month

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Being Joshua Hong's passenger princess

Synopsis: The privileges you have being Joshua’s passenger princess. Joshua x gn! reader | fluff, established relationship | 1.68k words | warnings: car crash, reckless driving, alcohol (you’re drunk not him), slight possessiveness (joshua gets annoyed when people flirt), petnames (darling) A/n: this is my dream honestly… me when? Also uhm I got carried away…

❥︎ Being Joshua Hong’s passenger princess means you will be treated like royalty. You’ll be accorded privileges no one else has. You’ll be given the white glove treatment, waited on hand and foot (by him).

❥︎ Let’s start off by talking about the car itself. The car might be his, but he’s yours so by extension his car is your car? That makes total sense right? In fact, the model he bought was one you said you really liked. You can bet the car has been customised to your wants and needs.

❥︎ Joshua basically gives you free reign over how you want the car to be decorated. You can be a minimalist and keep his car fairly empty except for some car hooks and necessary car cleaning supplies. Or, you can go crazy and make his car look like a plushie store full of plushies and ornaments. Just make sure he can reach the spare tire easily (duh! So that if he needs he can show off how he knows how to change a tire… he’ll look absolutely gorgeous doing it too)

❥︎ He keeps several items in the car just for you too. There’s a little throw blanket just in case you get cold. There’s an extra pair of sunglasses in the glove compartment just in case the glare from the sun gets too much. There’s even a special headrest or backrest or plush cushion on the passenger seat for your comfort. He goes the extra mile to remove it when the rest of the members sit in his car. The members are messy okay? He doesn’t want your stuff to get dirtied because some member decided to sing karaoke at full volume while drinking coffee.

❥︎ The height of the head rest and the position of the passenger seat is tailored to suit your height and needs. No one is allowed to adjust your seat. He actually (gently) smacked jeonghan and DK when they tried adjusting the seat. It’s just too bad if the other members feel uncomfortable. That seat is yours, and yours alone. Actually, you know what? Maybe the members should just sit at the back seat and leave your seat empty…

❥︎ The same thing happens with the radio. If you like it at a certain channel or have it preset to a certain playlist, no one is allowed to touch the radio. In fact, he’ll keep the music off most of the time so that you’ll be able to start listening to the playlist from where you left off.

❥︎ Technically, the passenger should be the person who navigates the map. You try your best, but sometimes you get mixed up even with the gps. Joshua never scolds you, he’ll just laugh it off and tell you it’s okay because it’s a new adventure with you. When he’s with the members though, it’s usually poor Dino getting nagged at about how he can’t read a map to save his life.

❥︎ Obviously, Joshua is going to drive you everywhere, and I mean everywhere. Just because you have the option to take a cab or public transport or drive yourself (if you have a license), doesn’t mean you should have to resort to those options. His schedule be damned, he’ll find a way to make time just for you.

❥︎ Don’t you dare say you don’t want to trouble him. You might be a troublemaker in your own right, but you’ll never, ever be a bother/ trouble to him. He wants to drive you around. That’s his choice, and his love language. It’s acts of service and quality time all rolled into one. He’s not going to turn down an opportunity to spend time with you.

❥︎ All you need to do is let him know where you need to be, shoot him a text (he only answers your texts let’s be honest), or call him. He’ll finish up whatever it is he’s doing and then he’s on the way to you.

❥︎ When he arrives, Joshua, being the menace he is, he will 100% use a bicycle horn to signal his location to you. It’s fun! Plus, he likes the way your face morphs from momentary confusion to recognition and then happiness and love. You’ll quickly turn your head his way. He swears your face lights up (and makes the sun jobless). The way you smile at him and shoot him a wave while bounding over to him like a little bunny? It warms his heart and makes him giddy.

❥︎ The times he doesn’t use a bicycle horn are the times he either yells out your name or uses the car horn. He does it when you’re in a crowded location, drunk, or when there’s someone flirting with you. You see, in the first two situations, it’s practical to use the car horn. The last one? Oh that’s just him being possessive. He thrives on the disappointment on the other person’s face when they realise you’re taken, and by someone who drives a sleek, well-designed car. Bonus if Joshua gets to get out and pose next to the car while wearing his dark, expensive, sun glasses. He immediately wraps his arm around you and places a kiss on your cheek when you happily run towards him. See that? You’re his.

❥︎ Being Joshua’s passenger princess means you’ll never have to lift a finger right? So that means he’ll open the door for you. If he can, he’ll get off and open the door on your side like a butler gentlemanly boyfriend would. If he can’t get out, he’ll open the passenger side door from his seat. He always tilts his head upwards and looks at you with that adorable crescent shaped eye smile. Always says “Hi darling! How’s my darling today? I’ve missed you~”

❥︎ When you get in the car, he’s taking your bag/ belongings and helping you to store them at the side or in the back seat. He wants you to be comfortable. He’ll also help you with your seatbelt. He wants you to be safe. He refuses to move unless you’re safely belted up. Who cares if he’s holding up traffic. To him, your safety comes first.

❥︎ When you’re both on the road, he’s extra careful of reckless drivers because he doesn’t ever want you to get involved in a car crash. His arm instinctively shoots out across your chest/ torso when he needs to brake the car harder than normal, or when you both drive across some car crash at the side of the road. Your safety is the most important thing to him. It’s basically wired into his brain that he needs to protect you from all these horrible reckless drivers. In the event you really get involved in a minor car crash (eg, a fender bender), Joshua’s first instinct is to ask if you’re okay. The damage to his car, and the exchanging of details with the other driver (if they bothered to stick around) isn’t important. You come first. Always.

❥︎ Moving on from that more serious point. Joshua can and will drive with one hand. He knows the action makes you swoon so he does it on purpose. Also, that means one of his hands is free! Joshua will put one of his hands at the back of your head and lightly stroke your nape. He also likes to either intertwine your hands and have your intertwined hands lay on his thigh, or he likes to have his hands resting on your thigh/ lap. You get the privilege of playing with his fingers and gripping his hand tightly as you continue your journey. He’ll definitely randomly raise your hand to his lips. His eyes never leave the road, so it makes his actions even more attractive.

❥︎ Joshua is definitely the kind who will reverse with one hand with his arm on the passenger side headrest. He like smirking at you when he does that. His actions drive you crazy. You think you’re about to combust every single time.

❥︎ One of the best things about being Joshua’s passenger princess? You get to watch his side profile. His eyes that are intensely concentrating on the road. The curvature of his nose and lips, the way his hair falls down the side of his face, the piercings he always wears on his ears. Oh even the way he might bite his lip in concentration or tilt his head to stretch his neck. Everything about your view is so delicious. You could have the most beautiful scenery outside and nothing could ever compare to the view you have right next to you. Sometimes you get caught staring and the heat rushes up your face. All Joshua can do is chuckle in adoration. You’re sometimes way too cute for your own good.

❥︎ How does he know? Well, although his eyes are locked on the road, he does take momentary glances in your direction. It’s both a conscious and subconscious thing? People normally subconsciously pay attention to their loved ones even if it doesn’t register in their head that they are doing it. But he does look at you consciously to make sure you know he’s still paying attention to your conversation, he wants to ensure you’re feeling okay, and yes, he wants to catch you in the act when you’re literally drooling over him.

❥︎ At red lights, he will shift his body to face yours. This menace. This tease. Sometimes he’ll even lean over to place a kiss on your cheek, or he’ll demand you lean towards him to give him a kiss on the cheek. It leads to him getting horned at but were the kisses worth it? Totally. ❥︎ I’ve covered a lot here, but you know what the best part about being Joshua’s passenger princess? It’s the fact that you’re Joshua’s passenger princess.

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born-of-flames · 1 month

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Picnic Date Idea...

(Trigger warning, read if you enjoy CNC)

You look extra needy this evening, dressing up and twirling around in your cute dress I bought with you.

The one with the floral patterns that is just short enough to cover your ass.

When you spin I catch a glimpse of that metallic plug in placed into you hours ago.

"Come on baby, we are going on a little drive, wait for me in in the car."

"Ooooh, are you taking me out for a date!? Are we going to go to a restaurant or shopping!?"

"Just head to the car and get in, I'll be out soon princess."

When I leave the house and turn to lock the door, you notice I'm carrying a backpack on my back.

"Daddy, are we going on a picnic at the park!"

"Oh, something like that..."

The entire car ride, I have my hand on your thigh, moving it up and down your soft skin and teasing you as we snake down the country roads, deeper into the woods.

At one point I stop abruptly and turn off the car, just off the road, nobody around us and no car has passed us for a good long while.

"Get out, get the FUCK OUT OF THIS CAR!" My voice erupting in a commanding fashion.

"D-daddy... What's going on, what do you mean?"

I grab you by the base of your hair and pull you close. "I SAID, GET OUT THIS FUCKING CAR, NOW!"

You freeze, paralyzed by fear and yet, there is a sparkle of excitement in your eyes.

"No."

I push the drivers door open, climb out and quickly get to the passangers side. I grab you by the hair again, and you struggle, pushing me away and begging for me to stop.

It's no use...

I get you out the car, push you to the floor away from the car and climb ontop of you so you're pressed into the ground by my weight and strength.

You fight, kick and scream, trying desperately to get yourself out from under me.

It's no use...

I finally collect your hands and handcuff them together behind your back and lift you to your feet and slap your ass nice and hard before spinning you around, pulling you close by the hips and planting a passionate kiss on your lips.

The fear fades for just a second before you're brought back to reality.

"Home is down this road, it's a two hour walk. Good luck."

I step away, climb back into the car and speed off down the road leaving you stranded, alone and afraid.

Your heart is racing and your dress is soiled, yet your pussy has left your thighs drenched.

"What the actual fuck, how can I be this horny from such deranged treatment, fucking hell I'm a mess."

Down the road you walk, for about 10 minutes, the minutes feel like hours and all of a sudden, from behind you, the sounds of a unfamiliar vehicle.

"Oh god, this can't be happening..."

You are so vulnerable, so exposed and fucking drenched in arousal that any feral animal could smell it from miles around.

The car slowly drives by, you barely get a glimpse of the driver, it's at this point you think you got away without being taken notice of.

It's no use...

The car slows, brakes engaged and you're breathing quickens, "Fuck, maybe they will help me, take me home, fuck. How is this even happening."

Reverse lights, and the car stops infront of you.

Before you can even speak, the door opens and a masked hooded man steps out the vehicle and rushes up to you, grabbing you by the throat and pushing you chest first onto the trunk of the car.

"No, no, no NO! Get off of me! Please, stop! Please!! Just help me."

Silence.

It's no use...

He is stronger, bigger and you're weak to what's to come.

His hand lifts your dress to expose your ass cheeks and he is grabbing at them as he unbuckles his pants and shimmies them down and shakes them off.

A knife, drawn and pressed into the side of your neck which makes you freeze and tremble at the thought of being so helpless and vulnerable.

He rubs you up and down, feeling how absolutely soaked and slippery you are.

Trying so hard to want to fight back and yet his hand holding the knife to your neck is applying so much pressure you can't do much.

To make things easier for him, he removed the knife and grabs you to flip you around so you're facing his masked gaze.

Holding you firmly in place with the unrelenting deep feral breathing and treat of a knife which he uses to cut away at your pretty dress.

After you're truely in shambles he pushes you back into the trunk with your chest against the cold metal body and reapplies the knife to your skin and caressing your folds with his fingers.

One finger, two fingers, three...

Pumping into you as you whine and sob, shaking uncontrollably.

Begging for it to be over and for him to leave you alone...

It's no use...

Just before his tip touches your folds, and you're penetrated, he speaks.

"You really think I'd leave you alone, for someone else to come along and take advantage of you, you think I wouldn't have the best date planned for us?"

"Daddy, you are cruel and twisted, now please fucking use me, pump me, rail me, ruin me, I need this, I need you!"

"There is my good little slut. The picnic spot is just up the road, it's all set up, before that though..."

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honeytonedhottie · 2 months

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giving urself princess treatment⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🎀

princess treatment feels AMAZING when ur receiving it from others, but when ur receiving princess treatment from yourself, the feeling that u get from it is unmatched. no one can love u better then u can love you ✨

YOUR SPACE ;

turn ur space into your own palace. keep fresh flowers in ur room and keep ur space clean and tidy. surround urself with beautiful things for a beautiful mind.

light sweet smelling candles, invest in ur space bcuz we spend a lot of time in our bedrooms so turn that into a sanctuary.

NEVER SAY NO TO DESSERT ;

i dont like the term "guilty pleasures" because why should we feel guilt for things that bring us pleasure? like having ur cute drink of the day or having extra dessert? let yourself indulge in what u love. everything in moderation ofc but dont deny yourself something like that. you're a princess.

cute pastries

fruit with honey

rich teas and milks

indulge in sweet treats like fruits with honey, or frosted cupcakes with sprinkles. stay sweet~

INTENTION AND DESIGNATION ;

have a designated space where u do _ activity. or have a designated cup that u drink ur favorite tea in. putting intention into the things that u do helps u feel like a princess.

also have intention with the things that u say and the things that u continuously think every single day bcuz as we all know "our thoughts manifest"

have good posture

say ur affirmations

use sweet smelling lotions and perfumes on your body, intentionally sleep 8 hours a night and have a designated time for a nap bcuz a princess needs her beauty sleep.

"I DESERVE IT" MENTALITY ;

you deserve that new dress that u want. you deserve whatever ur manifesting. YOU DESERVE IT. you deserve everything good in your life and dont believe anything or anyone who tells you different. when you think of what you deserve you should only think of the best.

with that being said dont deny yourself your desires especially if u have the ability to give it to yourself (which u do)

remember how deserving you are of the good things in life. you deserve to feel the sun on ur skin, you deserve to be loved by yourself, you deserve to take a bubble bath.

LISTEN TO BEAUTIFUL CLASSICAL PIECES ;

listen to classical music or better yet, pick up an instrument that seems magical to you. maybe learn to play your favorite pieces on the piano, or learn how to play the harp.

ATTITUDE ;

offer your help when u have the capacity to do so, give out compliments and smile at people. be nice!! helping others when u can is a beautiful thing that a princess would do.

know that you are a princess and move accordingly. since u know that u deserve the best dont settle for anything less then the best. be willing to walk away from whats considered the "norm" for something better.

BE WILLING TO GO THE EXTRA MILE ;

be willing to do the extra things in order to make ur life easier or more enjoyable in the near/far future. have your own back!! when ur willing to go the extra mile, you'll reap more. bcuz ur not mediocre ✨

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heartsforvin · 7 months

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SILENT TREATMENT

this is for my girl @forevergirlposts LOVE YOU BAE 😫(bit of a continuation to pranks, but that can be read as a stand-alone, this just mentions them in the car as if the last bits of the imagine (when they’re stargazing) didn’t happen !!)

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; smut, oral (fem receiving), orgasm denial, use of toys, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), praise kink, degradation kink, thigh riding, unprotected p in v, slapping, spitting, vinnie being his own warning + him kinda being a dick, cussing, if i missed anything lmk!

summary; you give vinnie the silent treatment after an argument, earning you your own kind of treatment in return

sitting at a red light, vinnie turns his gaze to you, wondering if you’re ever gonna speak up.

“you gonna tell me why you’re acting like this?” he asks you, you look over with your arms crossed, glaring at him.

not replying, you turn your gaze back to the window you were looking out at before vinnie spoke up.

the light turns green and you two are on your way across the intersection, still not speaking.

you thought apologizing to him would help, but clearly it just made him more angry.

it was a harmless prank, you thought. clearly not to vinnie, though.

coming to another stop a few miles up the road, vinnie glances in your direction again, you try not to look a him, keeping your eyes on the window as you wait for the light to change.

he mutters something under his breath, gaining your attention, you look over at him and his eyes are on the road.

“that seemed to get your attention.” he says while keeping his gaze fixated on the road in front of you.

you roll your eyes. “well hearing my boyfriend call me a bitch isn’t exactly what i wanna hear.” you reply.

vinnie smirks but quickly changes the expression to a blank stare. the light turns green again and soon the car is filled with silence.

the blonde had stopped at a gas station on the way back to his place. once in the lot, he parked the car and asked if you wanted anything.

you didn’t reply, not having anything else to say. vinnie rolled his eyes and stepped out of the car, slamming the door behind him which resulted you to jump, not expecting the sudden impact.

five minutes later he returns and the two of you are soon on your way back to vinnie’s house.

once again, the ride is silent, the only noise heard his some song vinnie had put on, you not caring what it was.

finally, you pulled in the driveway and vinnie had turned off the car. grabbing his things, he opened the door but faced you. “are you just gonna sit there and pout like a baby or are you gonna come inside?” he asked.

waiting a moment for a reply, he scoffed when you ignored him again. vinnie climbed out of the car and shut the door behind him.

standing in front of the car, he waited for you, since it was the respectful thing to do. even if he was extremely pissed off at you.

“whatever,” he muttered, walking inside the home. once inside, he closes the door behind him and was met with his roommates.

saying a quick ‘hello’ vinnie then made his way to his room, shutting the door behind him and then taking his shoes off.

he put his things down on his desk and then laid on his bed, wondering how long you’d stay out in his car pouting like a child.

twenty minutes later he heard his door quietly open. lifting his gaze from his phone to his bedroom door, he saw you walk in with a slight smile on your face.

“wipe that fucking smile off your face,” he said sternly, making you huff.

you ignored him and just walked to his bathroom. a few moments later you walked out in one of vinnie’s tee’s and some shorts. you made your way to sit at his gaming chair, not wanting to be near him.

“so, you gonna tell me why you decided to start an argument and then give me the silent treatment,” vinnie started, propping himself up on his bed by his elbows. “or am i gonna have to fuck it out of you?”

you couldn’t help but blush and clench your legs together at the thought of vinnie taking his aggression out on you. it wasn’t often he did it, so when he did, you knew you were in for it.

you heard your boyfriend chuckle lowly, noticing the blush on your cheeks and how you pushed your legs together.

“pretty girl likes that idea, huh?” he teases, knowing he’s getting you riled up.

vinnie gets up from his bed and walks over to you, grabbing you by the waist to lift you up. he sits on his gaming chair, making you now sit on his lap.

feeling the prominent boner in his grey sweats, you decide to tease him. why not, right? you already pissed him off, why not do it some more.

wiggling your ass against him, vinnie groans into your neck, gripping your hips roughly.

“killin’ me, princess.” he says, evident strain in his voice.

you smirk at him, leaning in to kiss him but he pulls away. “nuh-uh,” he says, placing his finger on your lips. “only good girls get kisses.” he tells you with a smile spread across his face.

pouting once again, you cross your arms, just wanting to kiss your boyfriend. you start to get off his lap but vinnie pulls you back down.

straddling his thigh now, you squirm around, trying to get rid of the ache in between your legs.

vinnie smiles as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, kissing your temple softly.

that’s the most physical contact you’ve gotten tonight, besides the current situation you two are in.

“wanna be a good girl for me?” he whispers, leaving kisses along your neck, making you even more wet than you already are.

all you can reply with is an ‘mhm’ which sounded more than a moan than an actual response.

smirking, vinnie wraps his arms around you so his hands are on your as, he squeezes gently, making you move a bit on his thigh.

“you were such a brat today, don’t know if you deserve it.” he says, making you whine.

“i’ll be good, swear.” you tell him, giving him the innocent look he loves so much.

grinding against his thigh, you can’t help but let a noise slip, making you bite your lip, not wanting vinnie to hear.

he had, though, and that lead to a smack against your ass. “get off on my thigh, baby,” he says lowly.

whining, you move against him, loving the pleasure it’s giving you. “such a dirty girl, getting herself off by just my thigh. you want it so bad, don’t you, huh?”

you grip at his shoulders to steady yourself, vinnie smiles at you as he grips your hips, helping you relive the ache.

that soon ends though. he abruptly stops you and removes you from his leg, walking you backwards to his bed and pushing you onto it.

“you thought i’d go easy on you? let you get your way?” he laughs, pulling his sweats down and throwing them in the room somewhere.

you nod your head, kind of hoping he would. vinnie chuckles as he smiles at you. you whine as you look at his boner wanting to be free of his boxers.

meanwhile, you find it extremely unfair since your still in his baggy t-shirt and shorts. he sees you lift your hips and pull the shorts off, a smirk plastered on his face.

once your shorts are off you hear vinnie audibly gasp at the sight in front of him.

this wasn’t your guys’ first time, not in the slightest. every time he saw you like this though, he couldn’t help but be mesmerized.

“so gorgeous, princess.” he compliments you, making you blush and hide your face in your shoulder.

vinnie goes soft on you for a moment, his once aggressive demeanor now a more calm one.

hooking his index finger under your chin, he lifts up your chin so you can look at him. he smiles and gives you what you’ve been waiting for.

the kiss isn’t rough nor fast paced, it’s slow and passionate.

once the two of you are separated, it’s like that kiss never happened and he wasn’t just giving you the most loving touches in the world.

“lay on your back,” is all he says before crawling up on the bed and being mere inches away from where you’ve been needing him most.

looking up at you, he stares at you coldly before asking, “can i take these off, sweetheart?” tugging at the waistband of your panties.

nodding, you have the biggest grin on your face, finally getting what you’ve been wanting. vinnie slowly pulls your panties down your legs and tosses them somewhere in his room.

lowering himself, he lays with his chest on the bed while his mouth his oh so close to your dripping core.

before giving you exactly what you want, vinnie rubs your clit ever so slowly, teasing you and making you squirm away from him.

he roughly pulls you back by your ankles, not even giving you another second to process anything before his mouth is on you.

another whine escapes your lips the second you feel his mouth on you. you grip at the sheets, loving the feeling.

“mhm, vin.” you moan out, the feeling of him sucking on your clit becoming too much to handle.

you feel like you can cum any second, squeezing your legs around his head, you hear vinnie moan into you, causing vibrations all over.

letting go with a loud sound, vinnie looks up at you with pure lust, you can see the wetness on his chin and that just makes you more needy.

“such a pretty pussy,” he says, smacking you gently which only makes you whimper in response. “you like that? like it when i smack your pussy like that, baby?”

biting your lip, you let out a loud moan when he does it again, making vinnie chuckle in return. “doin’ so good for me, sweetheart.” he praises, only making it worse for you.

you know the ‘innocent’ act from him won’t last long. well, however innocent he can get while eating you out.

you were cut off from your thoughts when you felt vinnies middle finger enter you, a groan erupting from him.

sucking on your clit again, he pumps his finger in and out of you at a fast pace, making you arch your back slightly as you grip the sheets.

“f-fuck, vin, feels so good.” you moan out, looking down at him with lust filled eyes.

detaching his lips from you, he adds another finger, circling your clit with his thumb to help you get close to the edge.

“mm close,” you whine out, gripping the boys hair below you.

right before you’re about to let go, vinnie pulls away from you, smirking as he licks his fingers clean.

“what the fuck?” you ask, lifting yourself up on your elbows to look at him. “why’d you stop?”

standing up, you can clearly see the visible boner in his boxers, making you close your legs.

he looks at you for a moment with his arms crossed, almost as if he’s studying you. feeling small under his gaze, you bring your arms up to cover yourself.

vinnie doesn’t answer, instead, he goes over to one of the bedside tables and pulls it open.

pulling out the toy, you immediately shake your head. “no, no, no.” you say, tears brimming your eyes.

vinnie climbs back on the bed and pushes you on your back again, he smiles at you as he brings the vibrator to your clit, turning it on to the second highest setting.

“mm, vinnie,” you moan out, trying your best to not close your legs in on him.

the pleasure soon gets to be too much, seeing as he’s upped the vibration to the second to last setting.

you grip the sheets and bite your lip, knowing if you didn’t, everyone would be able to hear you.

vinnie knew you were close and took the toy away from you, making you roll your eyes.

he chuckles as he tosses the toy to the side, forgetting all about it. vinnie moves his hands up your body and stops once he reaches your tits, squeezing them roughly through your shirt.

“fuck, baby,” he says, rubbing your nipples through your shirt. “so sensitive, are we?”

lifting your shirt, he can clearly see just how sensitive you are, one little movement from him and you’re squirming.

vinnie leans down to suck on your tits, leaving evident marks on them as he does. he moves his mouth to your left one, taking your nipple in his mouth as he massages the right.

“mm, more,” you say, loving the feeling of his mouth on your chest.

vinnie hums in response, not giving you what you want in the slightest.

moving down your body, he leaves kisses all down your stomach to your thighs.

vinnie looks up at you and you can’t help but smile, even if you aren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow morning.

“get that fuckin’ smile off your face,” he growls at you. “you know what’s gonna happen?” he asks.

you shake your head as you look up at him with puppy dog eyes. “i’m gonna fuck this pretty pussy of yours, and you’re gonna take it like a good girl.” the blonde explains.

this expression towards you was blank. he said the most filthy words to you with such a serious tone and an almost blank stare.

“can you say it for me, pretty?” vinnie asks as he kisses the inside of your thigh.

you squirm at the feeling of his lips on your skin. “i’m your good girl, vin.” you tell him.

he smiles and kisses your lips the second those words leave your mouth. the next thing you know his boxers are off and he’s pulling you closer to him.

“can i take this off?” he asks, tugging on your (his) shirt.

you nod your head frantically, wanting nothing more than the shirt off and for him to be inside of you.

vinnie finally pulls your shirt off and tosses it to the ground, leaving you both completely naked to each other.

he can’t help put kiss you, you just look too irresistible for him not too. although he is mad at you for the silent treatment you’ve given him all night, he can’t help but go soft on you and treat you as if you’re something so fragile.

“scoot up on the bed for me, baby.” vinnie whispers against your lips.

you pull away from the boy and move up to the headboard, laying your head against a pillow. you smile and bite your lip as you watch your boyfriend crawl on the bed closer to you.

once he reaches you, he gives you a quick kiss before placing his hands on either side of you to steady himself.

without a warning, he pushes himself into you with a groan, setting a steady pace. as his thrusts become deeper, so does the physical contact from him.

“yeah you like that, princess?” he asks, you can’t help but moan at the feeling. “like it when i fuck this pretty pussy, baby?”

vinnie smirks as you moan out his name, he watches as your eyes roll back in pleasure. “eyes on me, princess.” he tells you as he smacks your tits roughly.

grabbing onto vinnie’s hair, you pull it when he hits a particularly good spot, moaning as you do so. “vin, please.”

you open your eyes but soon close them once again when you feel the harsh smack on your chest.

vinnie grabs your face and makes you look at him as he keeps his pace fast. “open your mouth for me, sweetheart.”

opening your mouth, vinnie leans in closer and let’s a string of spit enter. “swallow.” is all he says. you do, and he smiles.

“good girl.” he praises. you grip his shoulders and buck your hips, meeting his thrusts.

“that’s it, baby. fuck yourself on my cock,” vinnie says with a moan followed after. “that’s it, doing so good.”

you feel that knot in your stomach tighten as vinnie’s thrusts become deeper. he could tell you were close, wanting to tease you, he thought about stopping, but he decided not to.

“come on baby, cum on my cock,” he grunts, his pace becoming faster. “ be a good girl for me.”

with a few more harsh thrusts from him, you’re moaning out his name as you come down from your high.

vinnie follows soon after, kissing you on the forehead once he catches his breath.

he stays inside of you for a minute, loving the feeling. laying down on your chest, you wrap your arm around him.

“maybe i should give you the silent treatment more often.” you tell your boyfriend.

he brushes some hair out of your face and kisses you passionately. “if i get to fuck you like that, then be my guest.” he replies with a smile.

kissing you one last time, he pulls out of you and the two of you get dressed, walking downstairs and acting as if your boyfriend didn’t just fuck you so good.

although everyone knew the minute you made your way into the living room, getting an earful from vinnie’s roommates.

vinnie comes up behind you and leans into you, kissing your neck. “don’t listen to them, they’re just jealous i get to have you.”

lil surprise (: i hope you all enjoyed, everyone say thank you to dakota ( @forevergirlposts) for commenting under my most recent imagine n puttin this idea in my head , ILY <333 and i hope you loved it 🩷

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maeumi-jng · 3 months

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Can i request princess treatment from enhypen ❤️😭

princess charm school

pairing: enhypen x gn!reader

synopsis: in which enhypen are enrolled and on the honour list at princess charm school.

warnings: established relationship, endearments, swearing, cringe cringe, fluff, but i'm so soft for all of them 😭, proofread-ish

library: enhypen bookshelf

author's note: i'm not sure when by the princess treatment kinda got mixed in with dating headcannons. but still! hope this was to your likingggg ♡︎ thank you so much for requesting!

heeseung

there's two sides of princess treatment: the emotional part of it and the royalty part of it. heeseung takes great pleasure in putting extra effort in the latter. he's the extra mile type of guy when it comes to princess treatment.

he takes the royalty part so seriously. like that's his job. what else is supposed to do?

heeseung takes you out shopping, more than happy to sit down to watch you try on clothes. he really gets into it, choosing what clothes he thinks you'll look good in.

if he even catching an inkling that you're having somewhat of a bad day, best believe when you return home, a trail of fresh rose petals lie from your front door and lead you to the bathroom, where you find heeseung lighting some of your favourite candles.

you'd raise a brow, "hee, what's going the occasion? the petals, these candles... is that our record player... in the bathroom?"

heeseung would simply smile. "i thought you sounded sad over the phone so i ran you a bath," he said nonchalantly, shrugging as if this required no effort.

you'd also be leaving a dinner party of a close friend's. both of you and heeseung decided to call it a night but got mildly distracted when the thought of late night ice cream.

the closest ice cream store? a twenty minute walk away. an uber would've made it a mere seven minutes.

but you and heeseung were convinced it was more romantic to walk. so were you going to walk those twelve thousand seconds just to fulfil your craving? yes.

about ten minutes into your journey, you found your feet beginning to ache. you couldn't pinpoint the origin of the pain, possibly your new shoes that you haven't broken in yet or the fact you and heeseung danced for way too long.

heeseung, who was walking next to you, hand intertwined with yours, raised a brow when he felt your head slump on his shoulder. "what's wrong, baby?" he asked, mild concern spreading throughout his voice as you both came to a stop in the empty street.

"my feet hurt, hee. i think i'm getting a blister on the back of my ankle," you sighed, rotating your foot, wincing at the brush of your shoe against your pained skin.

heeseung pursed his lips, barely thinking for a second when he suddenly lifted you up.

a yelp left your lips. "heeseung! what are you doing?!" you shrieked, feet waddling in the air while his arms were tucked under your waist and knees.

"i'm carrying you to the ice cream store. can't have your feet hurting any more, can we?" he said with the most casual tone you had ever heard in your life.

"heeseung," you hissed out, cheeks burning in the dark. "let me down! this is so embarrassing!" you whispered, hitting his back lightly.

heeseung shook his head. "there's no one even here. now stop worrying and relax," he scolded you, laughing lightly at your reaction.

you quickly realised that any attempt of yours to get out of this was futile. sighing, you tried to calm your body despite your keen awareness of heeseung's warm arms holding you tightly to him.

you hung your hands around his neck, staring at his face quietly. heeseung turned slightly, taking a glance at you. "what's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

you smiled, shaking your head in dismissal. you leaned forward, pressing a long kiss to his cheek. "thank you," you said with every ounce of earnestly you had, "i love you, hee."

heeseung smiled in response, thankful that night was so dark, disguising his flustered cheeks. "i love you, sweetheart. more than you'll ever know."

jongseong

the epitome of princess treatment. it's not just secondhand nature to jay. it's innate. genetic, if you will.

before you even began dating, jay was always giving you princess treatment. he's so attentive to everything you do.

before you realised he liked you, you were always catching jay's eyes as he gripped onto to every word that fell from those pretty lips of yours as if your word was his command (it most definitely is). whenever he was making a decision, jay would ask for your opinion, texting you with every passing second if he couldn't be in front of you.

princess treatment, when possible, should be healthy and balanced. but jay can't follow through. not when you're right in front of him.

there's a lot of talk about jay and his black card. not to make it a personality trait, for he is so much more, but when it comes to you, no expense is too big or too little. reminiscent of svt's woozi giving his black card for vernon to buy bubbles, jay would give be taking it out as if he was doing god's work by doing so.

oh you need your nails done? jay's got it.

hair appointment? done.

also, jay thinks 50/50 can go to hell. he is paying for the both of you and that's final. he won't even let you utter a syllable, telling the waiter in advance to take his card.

domestically, jay likes to spoil you by cooking for you, especially if you can't cook to save your life, doing the laundry, making you breakfast before you wake up, taking your chair out for you to sit even if it's just the two of you.

"jay... let me help you," you whined, sitting at the kitchen table and watching him prepare your picnic basket for your outing this morning.

jay hummed, finishing putting his freshly made fruit salad in a container. "you're already helping me, sweetheart. just looking at you makes me feel happy and at ease."

you slumped, pouting as you rested your cheeks on your arm. jay smiled in amusement, his heart doing small little flips. he leaned in across the table, placing a quick peck on your nose. "fine," he relented. "you can help me by taste testing the fruit salad."

you blinked blankly at him before breaking out into a small laugh. "i don't know, jay... that's a really difficult job you got there," you teased.

jay narrowed his eyes at your sarcasm. "keep it up and see how long you have this job for, babe."

you raised your hands in your defence. "whoa... take a chill pill, mister. you're in luck. i happen to be a certified taste tester."

"really?" jay humoured, hands resting on the table as he looked at you with raised brows. "certified by who?"

"the best, most handsome, sweetest, loveliest boyfriend ever?" you suggested, batting your eyelashes coyly.

jay couldn't even suppress the wide smile from breaking out. he nodded in amusement, reaching out to grab your hand. "okay, okay. come on, my certified lover. i do actually need you to taste it."

jaeyun

everything this man does revolves around you.

it's a historical fact.

look it up.

jake is pretty sure he lives for you... that he breathes for you. entirely wrapped up in the belief that you were made for him and he was made for you. in short, a simpleton if you've ever seen one.

his favourite things consist of helping you put your shoes on, especially when you're getting ready for something formal, kissing you at any given time, and constantly holding your hand.

you'll be going to put your shoes on and jake will quickly shove your hands away. "no let me." and as he does them, he'll leave small kisses on your knees or the side of your leg, just as a reminder that he loves you... like a lot.

you could also be in middle of talking to him and jake will suddenly interrupt you by kissing you. when you look at him with furrowed brows and flustered cheeks, he goes: "just because."

you're trying to kill someone... just because?????

jake is also a flower man. it's flower galore up in here. there doesn't need to be an occasion. he just likes giving you flowers. another just because.

you just closed the door to your car and you turned to jake to ask a question, but instead you're greeted with a bouquet of colours. "jake, what the– when did you get those?"

"before we met today. do you like them, baby? they're honeysuckles!"

the eager boba eyes peering at you while he pushes the bouquet towards make you fold an instant. you give him a warm smile, taking them from his hands. "i love them, jake. thank you so much."

later that day you go home and read what honeysuckles symbolise: everlasting love, true happiness, and sweetness and affection.

you smiled so hard that night that your cheeks were hurting the next day.

jake is also very dramatic. if you didn't know before, you know now.

you were both out for a morning walk after being cooped up in the house due to the harsh rain. it was a lot sunnier and brighter this morning, even if the paths were still stained with the rain, it screamed for a walk.

you and jake were both chitchatting, admiring the nature as you walked, when suddenly he brought out his hand over your waist, stopping you. "WAIT!"

now you're standing here baffled, eyes wide with confusion and slight fear because why the fuck is this man screaming so early in the morning? "holy shit– what? what happened, jake?"

jake's brown eyes averted to the path and then you. "there's a puddle."

hold up.

what?

you blinked blankly at him. an awkward laugh slipped past your mouth. "i– okay? and?"

jake sucked in a sharp breath, retracting his hand from your waist and instead holding it out to you. "give me your hand."

you raised a brow, slowly giving him your hand without thinking too much. you watched as jake leaped over the puddle and waited for you to carefully walk over it with your hand in his.

you gave him an incredulous look which only made him give you an impatient one in return. sighing, you stretched out your leg, just avoiding the puddle as jake pulled you into him.

jake wrapped his arms around your waist. "see? you're all dry. isn't that better?" he whispered, briefly kissing your forehead.

you found it difficult to bite back the smile eating away at you. you shook your head, laughing quietly to yourself. "you're a cheeseball, jake. you know that?"

jake grinned at your words, hands tightening around you. "your cheeseball, you mean."

you blinked, peering at him through your lashes. "yes," you agreed. "my cheeseball."

am i... delusional? 🤭🤧 (don't answer that!)

sunghoon

sunghoon's princess treatment is for you and only you. only you see it and only you get to experience it.

whenever, it's just the two of you, the side of sunghoon you see is almost unbelievable. alone in an elevator with all the space in the world, yet sunghoon can only cling to you, hand constantly around your waist. or when you're in the car, his hand rests on your leg because it's only secondhand nature.

sunghoon, however, does have his public moments. he always has an umbrella just in case and it's big enough for the both of you. but every time it suddenly starts to pour down and sunghoon opens the umbrella, he only puts it on you. he doesn't really care if he's soaked in rain one day and sick the next, as long as you're fine and dry, he's a happy guy.

to be honest, sunghoon isn't that talkative of a guy. but for you, if you can't say something or order something, he'll hundred percent do it for you. or if someone says something bad or upsetting, trust, sunghoon is going to be on their ass about it: ice cold glare and a whole lot of things to suddenly say.

sunghoon's favourite form of princess treatment, however, is helping you get ready in the morning. like honestly, you don't need it. you seem to have everything sorted. but sunghoon can't help it. the urge to help you is a need not a want.

you and sunghoon would both wake up, particularly unbothered by everything. after ten minutes of you staring at each other and smiling like idiots, you decide to get out and take a shower. by the time you finish, sunghoon is still lounging in bed, only coming out of the sheets when you were standing in front of your mirror in your selected clothes for the day.

as he does every morning, sunghoon would take off the towel wrapped around your head and put it aside. he'd comb your hair (under the insistence that it was better than brushing your hair), gently taking out any knots before helping you blow dry it.

amongst all of this, you're just smiling at sunghoon through the mirror. he doesn't really see you since he's so focused on helping you get ready.

to be honest, even though he has a younger sister, he didn't really learn anything from her when it came to hairstyles. but this cutie decided to spend his time trying out different hairstyles. he tried them on his sister and you, whenever he had the time. so every morning, sunghoon would ask you what you wanted and he'd be more than happy to serve.

if you thought it ended here... well, you're wrong.

makeup... whether you wanted to go all out or just put some lipbalm on, sunghoon would put himself in harms way just to do it. he loves everything about it. the intimacy, the proximity, your reaction, how pretty you look afterwards... everything.

needless to say, you love being sunghoon's princess.

seonwoo

listen... everyone and their mother knows about seonwoo's princess aka you.

why?

his personal instagram account was practically a fanstagram of you. seonwoo spent a lot of time, posting about you, you and him, and then you again.

for most of your time together, you expect it to be documented in some shape or form. seonwoo liked to take mirror selfies with you or post pictures of you on your dates together. even if your face wasn't in it, he liked to post it.

seonwoo's favourite, however? candid photos.

he can't verbally express how much he loves them. so seonwoo just posts a bunch instead. he's just in awe. because how do you look so pretty all the time? why do you make him suffer in such a sweetly evil way?

seonwoo also throws all of his skepticism and doubt away when he's with you. he will do anything for you and try anything. he always always lets you pick what to watch. he doesn't care what it is as long as you're happy.

another flower guy. but instead, he'd rather border on getting yelled at by a stranger for picking flowers from their garden rather than just going to a florist. seonwoo, by that point, decided to just pick up gardening as a hobby. it's not the cleanest hobby in the world which freaks him out time to time but it's totally worth it in the end when he sees your smile.

seonwoo also never ever ever lets you carry your own bag. he'll carry your for you or he'll put your stuff in his own bag. he doesn't want you to strain yourself, yk? 🤗

another guy who's a tad bit dramatic. if seonwoo's giving you princess treatment, he is going to be so fucking adamant about it.

for example, you're in the car. you and seonwoo both decided you wanted to go grocery shopping because you're cupboards and fridge were looking a bit empty.

upon arriving to the supermarket, you unbuckle your seatbelt and turn to open the door but seonwoo literally slapped your hand away from the handle.

"what the heck, seonwoo?!" you turned to him with the most baffled expression because seonwoo isn't there anymore. instead, he's fucking running outside of the car to get to your side and open the door for you.

seonwoo would beam down at you as he opened the door, lowkey out of breath from sprinting from one side to another.

you blinked blankly, a small smile creeping onto your face. "you're so whipped," you teased, moving your legs to get out the car,

seonwoo rolled his eyes, grabbing your hand as you got out of the car. closing the car door, he moved his hand, intertwining your fingers together. "you're the one smiling like a kid who woke up on their birthday," he retorted, his own smile teetering on his face.

you pressed your lips together while seonwoo gave you a pointed look, knowing he had caught you. you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder as you walked into the store. "we aren't getting mint chocolate ice cream," you casually said.

seonwoo gaped at you, eyes wide. "okay, okay. i take it back. i'm sorry. you were right," he conceded, pressing a kiss to your cheek. he whispered, "i am so whipped."

jungwon

another epitome of princess treatment guy.

he just likes you so much... how can he not treat you so well?

if jungwon catches you staring at something you like for a while when you both shop together, he'll probably buy it for you when he uses going to the bathroom as an excuse to do so. he enjoys your reaction when you come home from the trip and finish washing up to find the item resting on your bed or dresser.

"what the? wonnie," you gasped, turning your head to the culprit. "how did you know?" you jutted your lip, eyes turning soft at the grinning boy.

jungwon walked towards you, pressing a kiss on your shoulder while his hands naturally found their place around your waist. his chin nestled into your collarbone while he spoke. "you looked like you wanted it, that all."

you were practically speechless. "b-but, that didn't you mean you had to buy it," you said, in complete awe of the kindness of jungwon's heart. you sighed, turning your head to bring him into a long kiss.

unknown fact but acts of service should be jungwon's middle name. if you had any trouble at all with anything, he'd do it for you. freshly done nails and dishes? he had them. the lid on your jam jar sealed a bit too tight?

got a sweet tooth at ten in the evening? jungwon would either take you out or do what he thinks is the best idea: bake you a fresh batch of whatever you wanted. you were the only reason he stocked up on so many ingredients. from brownies and cupcakes to ugly looking macaroons and meringues... anything for you.

another thing jungwon often did was the whole shoe thing. but with a slight change and an addition to go along with it.

you had both just attended a family wedding. you were all having a great time, dancing, chatting, taking pictures, devouring the wedding menu... but all this socialisation took energy and you're social battery was on the brink of dying out.

you were seated at your allocated table when jungwon brought you a glass of water and sat next to you. you gave him a small smile, taking a big gulp of the water.

jungwon raised a brow after eyeing your shoes next to your chair. "sucky shoes?" he guessed.

you sighed, resting your chin in your hand. "sucky shoes," you confirmed by repeating his words. "they're a pain my ass," you mumbled.

jungwon frowned at your misery, soon grabbing your feet to rest them on his lap, capturing your attention. "jungwon, what are you doing?"

"just relax," jungwon whispered softly, bringing his fingers to slowly rub soothing circles into your ankles and feet. you couldn't believe it. he was massaging your feet for you.

you pouted, eyes soft once again. "wonnie," you murmured, unable to follow up with anymore words.

he only smiled gently, continuing. "does that feel better?" jungwon queried after a couple of minutes. you wordlessly nodded, sporting the most thankful expression you could muster for your voice had failed you.

you mended your brows together when you watched jungwon take off his shoes and begin to put them onto your feet. "jungwon-ah, yah, what are you doing? we have to go back out soon." you asked, feeling panicked all of a sudden.

"it's okay," jungwon reassured, "you need shoes that don't suck. besides, i still have socks," he said, wiggling his foot.

your mouth fell open. how on earth did you get so lucky? "jungwon," you called out, making him hum in response as he just finished doing the last shoes. "marry me?" you asked softly.

jungwon blinked, a wide smile sprawling on to his face, dimples popping right out at you. "of course," he responded, "but give me some time and i'll ask you instead, hmm?"

you grinned at his words, nodding. for the rest of the evening, jungwon stood next to you, in his socks, more than happy. as the event came to a close and everyone began to leave, you'd walk out, still in his shoes, as jungwon tangled his fingers with yours, carrying your shoes in the other hand.

👑 -> jungwon 🤧

riki

riki is the definition of princess treatment in combination with young love. you don't know it because he's kind of embarrassed to tell you, but he's always keeping an eye out for you.

riki's already got the basic things covered: opening the door for you at all times, listening to your words with the greatest attention known to mankind, more than willing to hold all the clothes you gathered in the store, covering all the edges of objects so you didn't hurt yourself.

but then there were the moments that made your heart flutter to the point where the both of you had to consider whether you were malfunctioning or not.

you were both walking around town when he'd suddenly stop you. "what's wrong?" you asked.

but riki said nothing. instead he just bent down to the floor after moving in front of you and began tying your shoelaces.

"riki-ah," you chuckled, "you could've told me."

riki shrugged, tying a tight knot. "you should make tight knots," he told you.

"otherwise i'll trip, i know," you teased.

riki shook his head, standing back up, making you furrow your brows. "i can't have you falling for anyone else."

it was so stupid how riki could say the most heart-stopping things so casually. it was infuriating yet it made you flush with embarrassment instead.

but that moment had set in stone that riki always did your laces up when they came undone. something about making sure you were only falling for him.

another day, you were both eating at a cafe. you had ordered some new things to try and you were quite excited, stuffing your face with food. you were about to get riki to try yours when you spotted the frown on his face.

you swallowed your bite, turning your head to him. "riki? what happened? do you not like your food?"

riki remained quite, hand stretching out to pull your chair closer to him. your eyes widened at the sudden proximity. a smile settled down on his face. "that's better."

no because what the fuck? how on earth were you supposed survive this?

and then there was the time it was raining. like pure good rain. not a shower or some light little pelts. rain.

riki isn't as prepared as the others. an umbrella? newsflash! no one is carrying an umbrella all the time. but what riki did have was his cherished leather jacket.

so as the rain pelted down, drenching the both of you and the smell of the earthy hugged you dearly, riki took off of his jacket, raising his arms to cover your head as you both ran together, trying to reach some shade.

"riki!" you squealed, feeling the cold rain stick to your skin. "put it on yourself! you're going to get sick," you scolded.

riki laughed softly, running a hand through his wet hair. he peered down at you, holding the most gentle look in his brown eyes. "it's okay. i just don't want you to get sick."

you both slowed down your run to find any inch of shade. you stared at him while he continued to hold his jacket over your head.

"what?" riki queried, chest rising up and down as the rain continued to trickle down his body.

you stretched out your hands, hanging them around his neck as you pulled him closer to you. you reached up on the tips of your toe and pressed a kiss to his cheek, feeling the coldness of your skin melt against his warmth.

you pulled away while riki looked at you with an unreadable expression. you laughed gently. "nothing," you shrugged, hand reaching out to grab his hand. "now come on! we need to get out of the rain!"

riki blinked blankly, watching you take him with you. he thought his heart stopped.

riki thinks knows that he's entirely in love with you.

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sakuraszn · 4 months

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𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 !

⌜ 🎬 ⌟ starring ⤳ e!42 miles morales

word count - 469 | no proofread

synopsis - what miles is like as your boyfriend.

warnings/notes - fluff, a hint of angst?? the reader is fem. ngl it feels good to be writing again cs it’s been a hot minute..but here’s a lil smthn for y’all (and for me),, I hope you enjoy it !

MILES MORALES is the type of guy who will give you some nicknames to call you, and you love it. he’ll call you ma, mami, princess, beautiful it just goes on.

MILES MORALES that holds your bags no matter the circumstances, he’s a gentleman and will always do the heavy lifting.

MILES MORALES always needs to touch you. he’s clingy without even realizing it and will deny it anytime you bring it up to him.

MILES MORALES loves kissing you whether it’s your cheek, your neck, your lips even your hand. If you don’t kiss him at all he gets a lil upset.

“damn, ion get no kisses? what i do wrong mami?”

MILES MORALES likes hugging you from the back.

MILES MORALES gets jealous and his jealousy turns into possessiveness. he doesn’t like when any guy tries to talk to you, especially when they tryna hit on you. what do you need to talk to another guy for when you got him?

MILES MORALES who hates when you get mad at him and give him the silent treatment, he wants to talk things out no matter how bad your fight was.

“can you please talk to me, ma? Ion like when you mad at me.”

MILES MORALES who always gives you words of affirmations and calms your nerves anytime you’re overthinking something.

MILES MORALES will always show you affection even in-front of his friends and family. he doesn’t care who’s looking all he wants is you.

MILES MORALES who shows you off to the world.

MILES MORALES is always buying you something no matter the price. he loves spoiling you especially if it’s something you really really want.

MILES MORALES who pulls up to your house with a bouquet of flowers and some food.

MILES MORALES acts all tough n shit around other people but when he’s alone with you he literally cannot keep his hands of you and acts like a clingy toddler who will not leave you alone.

MILES MORALES who checks your attitude.

MILES MORALES who has a polaroid picture of you two in the back of his phone case.

MILES MORALES who gets to the point where he's comfortable with you to tell you about his dad's death.

MILES MORALES is big on eye contact, like every time you look at him you can’t help but avoid his eyes and he’ll revert your chin to him to make sure your looking him in the eyes. you fold every timeee.

MILES MORALES who introduced you to his mom and mama rio absolutely loves and adores you!

MILES MORALES teaches you a lick of spanish from time to time and he admires how you try your hardest to get it right even when you pronounced it wrong.

MILES MORALES who will put you on his lap. he just finds it comfortable.

©SAKURASZN !

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mykoreanlove · 2 months

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STRAY KIDS

🖤 CHAN

channie's way of helping you relax //💔 // fuck me 5 senses // 솔직한 이야기- an honest talk // cooking up a storm piece of cake // you make me blush // just another day at the dorms // construed // in character // all the feels // christopher. // sweet whispers // Insecurities // Comparisons // preggo with chan's baby

🖤 CHANGBIN

dummy dummy i love your tummy // just another day at the dorms // we can't date // handle you // home workouts

🖤 LEE KNOW

⛽ // princess treatment or leave me the fuck alone // 🥀🖤🌹 // how to tame a cat // not the christmas party you had in mind // just another day at the dorms // disconnected // you get what you are // leave you loving you // ONS problems // for good // serum 💦 // 🍊 // hardships // 🌸🌸 SAKURA 🌸🌸// Alternatives

🖤 HYUNJIN

submissive // the end of a party // Unsent, Unheard 💌 // manifested // conditional // wanna bet? // rotten fruit // the ex-fling // artist's pov // sleepy // DOPAMINE // KEEP ME UP

🖤 JISUNG

Scarred // just another day at the dorms // brr brr // Marilyn // the extra mile // sofa sessions

🖤 FELIX

the voice within // oopsie daisy 🌼 // fake date me please? // bokkie's quest for tears // articulate // angel // whispers of love // fighting with felix be like // just another day at the dorms // felix lovin' you through your body dysmorphia // Flirting with Yongbok in a Club be like // reassurance // fitting room // AVOIDANT

🖤 SEUNGMIN

late night texts // just another day at the dorms

🖤 I.N

I may be burnt, but I still carry warmth within, right?// pet names

🖤 Crossovers

Perceptions (Chan x y/n x I.N) // AMNESIA (OT8) // Deceptive bonds (Hyunjin x y/n x Felix) // bubbles (Minho x y/n x Hyunjin) // 3+1 (3racha x y/n) // shy dating (maknae) // shy dating (hyung)

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bigbawdy-benzz · 9 months

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Mi hermoso bebé

Pairing: Miles42 x chubby reader!

Tags: @aaliyahwalkshere @sheluvv-jen @missmyluv

Warnings; none that comes to mind

A/N; enjoy this was the most voted, before we get into the headcannons, everybody is beautiful even if you’re thin or thick you’re beautiful, don’t let anybody tell you any less. your perfect just the way you are!!.

❥ Miles is in love with everything about you, from the way you dress to the way you carry yourself.

❥ Miles who loves touching your rolls, touching you in general he always has his hands on you.

❥ Miles who shows you off but gets jealous when people starting a bit too much.

“I know she fine you can stop looking now”

❥ Miles who helps you when you’re feeling insecure, feeling insecure is forbidden with Miles. He never wants you to feel bad about yourself because you’re beautiful.

“Baby no you’re beautiful cut that shit out, fuck what all them people gotta say mama, they probably unhappy with themselves and have to hate on a bad bitch to get cool points, they aint competin wit you”.

❥ Miles who will kick somebody ass for talking crazy about you or to you he don’t play that shit.

❥ Miles who always has your back.

❥ Miles who helps you eat food when you’re struggling or have a bad relationship with food.

“Baby it’s ok i'm here, I'll sit and eat with you!”

❥ Miles who wants a fashion show every time you buy new clothes or HE buys you new clothes. He’s a sucker to see you prancing around in the clothes he bought you, or that you bought.

“Yess mami gimme a 360”,

❥ Miles who loves seeing you in revealing clothing, the way the clothes hug your body and the way YOU wear them makes him go feral, he just wants to eat you up.

“Ma not gonna lie im boutta bu-”

“MILES”

❥ Miles who falls asleep on your stomach, chest, or butt.

“It's so comfy don’t move”

❥ Miles who loves slapping your ass whenever it feels convienent

‘OW MILES!!”

“What it's fat what you want me to do?”

“Not hit it so hard”

“Okay im sorry ma” He says casually grabbing it giving you a smile. 😁

❥ Miles who buys you anything you want your his princess, speaking of princesses MAJORRRRR princess treatment!!

“pick up what you want princess, lemme give you some princess treatment”.

❥ Miles who is your number 1 supporter anything you do Miles is clapping is his hands rooting for you. You dance at every practice and competition, You cheer at every game, You play sports at every tournament, You make jewelry promoting it in any way possible, You do hair telling ppl they need their hair done REAL BAD.

❥ Miles who makes you feel comfortable around his family when you first meet them, you didn’t want to eat in front of them or even go get your own plate in front of his family because you thought they were gonna judge you, (They aren't like that).

“Bebé deja de pensar así (Baby stop thinking like that), its okay go get some food I will come with you they aren’t gonna judge you and if they do I got you”

❥ Miles who loves you with his whole being and lets you know that, you’re perfect in every way and you don’t need to change yourself for anybody, not even him.

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punkeropercyjackson · 4 days

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*Sobbing and holding this gently*Y'ALL @franollie DREW TRANSMASC4TRANSFEM PUNKFLOWER FOR ME!!!!Ref under the cut!

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kqizen · 5 months

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jealousy ☆ | ! kqizen

jealous jjk men <3

(ft. gojo, geto, megumi, & yuji)

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gojo satoru:

—

you must’ve messed up bad if satoru is jealous, because it takes a lot to crack him. when he does, all hell breaks loose. yes, he 100% gives you the silent treatment. satoru is aware of how much you hate it, so he thinks it’s the perfect opportunity to teach you a lesson

he’s unbelievably annoying when he’s jealous, but that’s one of his many tactics to make sure you never mess up again. this man will stare at you with those cerulean, puppy-eyes for hours on end until he gets your undivided attention

when you inevitably crack and shower him with affection, he’ll subtly seek your validation. satoru will shamelessly makes jabs at whoever he’s jealous of, and it annoys you to no end. of course, if you defend the other guy, he’ll definitely hold that against you. there’s no way of winning with satoru, and so the easiest way to put an end to his jealous wrath is some alone time with him. satoru loves you more than he’s willing to admit, so you taking initiative to spend time with him means a lot

extra details:

-> he’ll never admit to being jealous, even if it sabotages the hope of a quicker, easier makeup between you two. he would rather play it off as him keeping you in check/safe from other guys

-> calls up his friends for advice (usually shoko or utahime, who he thinks will understand you better)

-> has definitely tried once or twice to make you jealous in return. he gets frustrated when his attempts fail, which they usually do

-> ends up cuddling you for hours after you two makeup. he looks like a puppy curled up in your arms, yet he’ll somehow spin it like you’re the pathetic one begging for attention. you have to admit though, he looks adorable

—

geto suguru:

—

you really don’t have to worry about losing him over these misunderstandings, since suguru is literally infatuated with you. in essence, he would never withdraw from you even if he’s jealous. he would deny being jealous, just like satoru. however, he does it for your sake. he does it to calm your nerves, making sure you don’t end up overthinking

it honestly depends on the severity of the situation, but he might go the extra mile to keep tabs on you. suguru doesn’t see anything wrong with it, despite how possessive it makes him look. if you don’t pick up his calls, he’ll ring up every last soul in your family tree

at the end of the day, suguru is still human, and so he overthinks despite himself. he might appear unbothered, but there’s a war going on inside him when he’s jealous. if the feeling is unbearable, suguru has no problem talking to you. a quick conversation is enough to ease his mind

extra details:

-> will randomly pull you in for a kiss when you talk about his feelings. kissing you is a stress reliever for him

-> has a habit of laughing off his feelings, downplaying them. he thinks he’s being childish/irrational when he’s jealous

-> wraps his arm around your waist nonchalantly, whenever you two run into the guy he’s jealous of

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megumi fushiguro:

—

this man is such a cutie when he’s jealous, and you can’t help but laugh at him. megumi hates it when you do, of course, denying it every time you bring it up. it’s a hill he’s willing to die on, trying to prove that he isn’t actually jealous. his usual excuse is that he’s too busy to care, but you know deep down that he’s never too busy for you

megumi acts relatively normal when he’s jealous, though he does smile/laugh less when there’s something on his mind. he’ll never blame you for his feelings/make you feel bad about them, which is why he’s usually bottling up his emotions. megumi still makes it a point to treat you like a princess, even when he’s feeling down

he’s way too shy to initiate a conversation about something of this nature, so you’re usually the one stuck with that job. two sentences in, and he’s already blushing like crazy. he ends up ranting about how he isn’t mad at you or actually jealous, but rather just wants to talk. you have to suppress your giggles, telling him that his feelings are valid. the two of you end up cuddling, and he makes you play with his hair. honestly? a quick, romantic/intimate session with megumi would calm him down (he rarely admits to how much he needs it)

extra details:

-> stares at you extra when he’s jealous, only to snap his head away when you move. he ends up blushing like crazy, and ends up feeling a little needy

-> confides in yuji when the jealousy starts to really affect his mood. he instantly regrets it when yuji starts to tease him about it

-> gets really clingy/possessive. he knows he’s never like that, and the drastic change in his behavior frustrates him

-> megumi will distance himself if he thinks he’s being annoying, or until he’s ready to talk

—

itadori yuji:

—

yuji gets jealous quite often, but it’s hard to tell when he is or isn’t. in fact, he has trouble identifying his own feelings. he tries not to take it too seriously, but he fails miserably. yuji gets so dramatic when he gives into his emotions. he’ll pout in your face, clinging onto you until you crack. he needs constant reassurance, bombarding you with leading questions that will serve as a confidence booster for him

he has a tendency to overthink when he’s alone with his thoughts. he genuinely thinks the two of you are soulmates, and so he gets confused whenever something like this comes up. you adore him, and he knows it. that’s the only thing keeping him from excessively doubting himself

we all know how much of a sweetheart yuji is, so he remains respectful towards whoever he’s jealous of. yet behind closed doors, he can’t help but make a few jabs. they’re never mean, but you can tell that he’s getting a little worked up. he’s easy to calm, and you’ve learned to just give him hugs and kisses. it works like a charm, and it feels like nothing ever happened

extra details:

-> he sees his jealousy as a sign that he’s all grown up. it gives him a sense of responsibility, and that responsibility is taking care of you

-> sarts telling everyone he knows that he’s your boyfriend, just in case they misunderstand/think otherwise

-> he sends you flowers on a regular basis, but do expect a whole garden of them when he’s jealous. yuji wants to make sure you never forget about him

-> will definitely nag you to post about him on your social media. he wants everyone to know that he’s yours

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #gojo satoru #geto suguru #megumi fushiguro #yuji itadori #anime #manga #anime and manga

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atalentedwriter · 10 months

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— don't make it harder on me

paring: e-1610!miles x femspidey!reader (both spider people)

a/n: i don't speak spanish i'm sorry but i used the most accurate translator i could find. if i made ANY mistakes, feel free to hmu and tell me i will certainly change em.

sypnosis: in which the reader was in love with miles but of course you were everything he didn't want, until you finally found someone for you and things...flipped. loosely based off chloe x halle's "don't make it harder on me"

wordcount: 1,768 words 9,150 characters

genre: fluff, teenagers, romance, unrequited love, angst, slightly suggestive but not really, cheater/cheating

translations: "i don't know because just last year you told me you loved me." - "no lo sé porque justo el año pasado me dijiste que me querías." "what do you want out of here mami?" - "¿qué quieres salir de aquí mami?" "my life" - "mi vida" "butterfly" - "mariposa" "cherry" - "cereza" "my goodness" - "dios mio"

You giggle as the boy you're with kisses your cheek before leaving the student lounge. He had walked you here but now he had class and had to leave. He pushed your headphones down to your shoulders as he backed up looking at you with a goofy grin.

"So you can hear the bell, I know how loud you be blasting your music girl." He says, chuckling before leaving.

"Thanks Grant." You say as you watch him leave with heart eyes. Miles, the unlucky one had to witness it all unfold in front of him, in front of his burger and drink and sketchbook.

"Grant? What is he? An uncle?" He says, too disgusted with what unfolded in front of him to even continue drawing.

You roll your eyes and look at him. "Whatever." You say as you get up, walking over to the vending machine as Miles follows you.

"So what you love him now or somethin?" He says, a bit offended and disgusted at the thought.

"And if I said I did? What would the problem be?" You ask as Miles grumbled something under his breath.

"no lo sé porque justo el año pasado me dijiste que me querías..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

But you picked it up thanks to your heightened senses. A year ago, you were over the heels in love with Miles, but he was in love with Gwen. Like I'm talking, sketches and doodles all OVER the notebook in love. Long story short, you confessed and he didn't reciprocate, like not even a little bit.

You were worried that it was going to ruin the good friendship you had going but Miles was more than willing to put it aside so your relationship wouldn't get damaged. It was hard and awkward at first because you had so much love for the boy...it was hard not to. But you got over it, or at least the most you could, and you found someone else.

Grant. A bit of an adult name but he's an absolute prince charming. He's always considering and caring, and treats you with the utmost princess treatment. He's so perfect, almost too perfect. Made you skeptical that people as good and genuine as him could exist, and he made it known that he really did love you.

You sighed and looked at Miles who was already looking at you with a small smile on his face. He put his hand on your waist and moved you to the side a little, walking in front of the vending machine.

"¿qué quieres salir de aquí mami?" He asked and you sighed, placing a hand on your hips and rolling your eyes.

"Miles-"

"Let me take care of you mami." He said as he took out a wrinkled dollar from his pocket, putting it into the vending machine and all you could do was laugh.

"Strawberry cake...the one in the can." You replied and he got it for you, leaning down to pick up your canned cake with a fork and handing it over to you, making sure to brush your fingers.

So corny. You look up to see Miles looking at you with a dazed look.

"I know what you're trying to do Miles.." You say, taking your cake and walking back to your beanbag chair with Miles on your heel like a puppy.

"What? I don't know anything." He says as he sits across from you, placing his head in his palm, batting his lashes at you. "But uh...tell me anyway."

"I need you to stop lookin' at me like that. We are just friends now. You already had your chance" You blatantly say as you take a deep sigh before attempting to open your can.

It seemed like what you just said flew in one of Miles' ears and out the other because he was smitten. "Let me help you with that mi vida..."

He took the can from your hand lightly and with ease. You'd think with your superhuman strength, you'd be able to open a can but

"I swear they use gorrila glue to close those cans." You say, taking the can back from Miles. You take your plastic fork to dig into your cake as he smiles at you.

"You're so cute yknow, especially when you get flustered, not being able to do the simplest things. It's adorable. You're adorable." Miles says, being upfront with his feelings for the first time in a long while.

You pause chewing the cake in your mouth as you look at Miles.

"I need you to stop sayin' the things you say cuz if you keep acting so sweet, i might just wake up and leave this boy that i pinky swear we'd be together for sure" You say as you sigh again, chewing your cake as Miles shrugs.

"Mariposa...what happened?"

"Huh-?"

"I'm just saying, you used to be so hung up on me."

"You didn't even notic-"

"Yeah but when you told me and I looked back, I realized, the signs were all there! You literally once straight up told me you thought of me like all the time...what happened to those thoughts?"

"I can't be thinking of you when I'm alone with my boo-"

"So he's like your 'boo thang' now?" Miles says.

"Please don't ever say that." You say, cracking a small smile as some icing gets stuck on the corner of your lips.

Miles notices and uses his thumb to wipe it off before putting it in between his lips, staring you straight in the eye with a small smile.

"Okay no. If you smile at me again, I may do somethin' stupid-."

"So do it (y/n)"

"Miles.."

"I don't get it. Why did you stop liking me?"

"What? Did you expect me to just wait around till you stopped liking Gwen?" You raise an eyebrow as he stays silent.

"...Kinda..?"

You roll eyes.

"I mean 'love' is a VERY strong word and yknow when someone says it to you, you kinda expect it to be relevant for a long time."

"Oh, I just remembered..."

"What?"

"How many girls you had!" You angrily voiced at the boy.

"It was just Gwen." Miles countered, putting his hands up.

"But you loved her a lot, didn't you? I mean you said you did and love is a 'very strong word'" You said, mocking and quoting the boy from just earlier, causing his lips to form a tight line and his eyes to close momentarily.

"You didn't like me Miles and I moved on, I don't get how that is a problem and blah blah blah blah blah"

He has no idea what you were saying, he tuned you out a few seconds ago, just focusing on your features. He had realized his romantic feelings for you about 9 months after your confession, you had just started seeing Grant and for some reason he couldn't stand him.

Maybe it was his rich ass cologne or his thick accent, or maybe how perfect he looked in general but he did know he hated seeing you with him. It just irked him.

"Guys like that only date girls like you with one thing in their mind."

"What so are you saying I can't bag a rich guy?" You say, offended as you looked at Miles who put his hands up in defense.

"Woah, woah now I didn't say all that ma.."

"Then what are you trying to say? Enlighten me! Tell (y/n)"

See now he knew you were ticked off, you only referred to yourself in 3rd person if you were ready to smack someone hard. And you feelings were valid, ever since you started seeing Grant he was always policing you around, talking about how he didn't like him, Grant was a bad guy and he was always looking for faults in his motives and moves. You didn't do that with Gwen though.

He realized he liked you a few weeks in and he beat himself up every day for rejecting you. Since then he tried to win you back, or at least that's what he thinks he's doing, to you he's just insulting your relationship and making a fool out of himself...a stupid, idiotic, embarrassing, infuriatingly adorable fool.

"So you need to stop bein' so nice to me, 'cause a part of me has moved on...but a part of me is so weak" You confess, putting your fingers on your nose bridge as Miles finally tuned back in.

"So listen to that part cereza." Miles' said leaning.

"Miles Gonzalo Morales..-"

"I love you." He cut you off abruptly, surprising both you and himself.

"What..?" You say, taken aback as Miles bites his lips, looking down and then back up at you.

"I...I think I love you..I do and I mean it...I love you. I love you (y/n)"

You were in disbelief. These words that you would've have been so delighted to hear just a year ago now felt like a burden, a huge burden. Something you dreaded, it felt like the entire reality you spent months fixing and putting up came crashing down with those 3 words and stupid 8 letters.

"Miles...dios mio...don't make it harder on me. I told you not to love me....and now you're growing on me." You slumped in your seat, not even realizing you blew your own cover.

He looked up, hopefully with a smirk. "I did, didn't I?" He had that same goofy grin he always had on and looked so good in.

"I told you not to want me but you don't listen to me...and you never did." You frown as the boy leans in.

"Well that's a good thing right?"

"Morales."

"Baby I'm serious. I know I don't take a lot of things seriously but I'm not playing now. I love you."

He leaned in, closed his eyes and connected his lips with yours, it left sparks flowing through your body. He paused and pulled back only a little before opening his eyes to look at your reaction.

You were frozen for a second there before you grabbed his face and pulled him back in for a kiss, leaving a smile to form on his face. He used one arm to wrap around your waist, pulling you onto his lap, and resting his hand on your lap.

You wrap your arms around his neck as the kiss gets heated and turns into a full-blown makeout session. You're so lost in each other that you never notice Grant standing a few feet away with your favorite chocolates and a gift bag in hand.

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animemensblog · 11 months

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Bad side

Toxic!Toji x reader

Pt.2 pt.3

Summary; Toji has finally found someone he would kill, no, die for. He'd give up everything to have y/n, except she already gave up everything for him. So what does she get in return?

Warnings; angst, very small makeout session, Toji is kinda toxic ngl, cussing, hints at a panic attack, mentions of cheating, alot of arguing, happy-ish ending

You were thinking about how you and him met when you were interrupted by a text

Unknown number

Is this y/n?

You

Who is this?

Unknown number

Hi, I just wanted to let you know Toji is asking some of his fan girlies for a fun night out if yk what I mean

*blocked*

How often do you even see these? You wonder to yourself while making your way to the white board, adding another line next to the other 10.

"Hm, 11 now. And I thought I wouldn't make it past double digits" you laugh at yourself, then went to sit back down on your bed, resuming your show waiting for Toji and his friends to arrive. You let out a sigh when you settle against the pillows and fluffy blankets.

You begin to doze off, the singing from the TV wasn't helping but it was too soothing to change channels. Not long goes by before a knock comes to the door, then your doorbell going off. None of which you woke up to; resulting in your door being busted open.

"Y/n?! Where are you?" A worried, yet furious, Toji yells out

"This isn't the warm welcoming we're used to! I'm a princess who needs my princess treatment!" Gojo jokes, earning a chuckle from Geto.

"Shh she could be sleeping, you two need to calm down" Geto says as he walks to the bedroom, hearing your soft snores as he approaches. He peeks around the corner, then Toji joins, and lastly Gojo. All 3 were tilting their heads past the frame just to see you clearly sleeping.

Toji loves watching you do anything, whether being hyper focused on dinner or when you're out like a light, drooling onto his chest. You could trip over cracks on the sidewalks and he'd fall in love all over again. He's that whipped.

Gojo and Geto, however don't find everything you do to be a miracle. So they ran to jump on top of you while Toji moves behind trying to grab them before they land. Unfortunately for you, he's a little too late. You jolt up at impact as Geto let's out an 'oomph' and Gojo, a squeal.

"What the fuck is wrong with you" you spit out as they have their laughing fits, holding their stomachs as steam flows from your ears. Can't forget about Toji, who snuck out the second they landed, knowing you are far from an angel when you awaken from your slumber.

He's out relaxing on the couch, pretending he didn't know what was going on, sipping a beer and scrolling through his phone. Next thing he knows, Geto is jumping over the couch, planting right next to Toji.

Geto was panting like he's been sprinting for miles, you could practically hear his heart. "I see she got you" Toji says with a grin as he points to the victims arm, highlighting the already bruised mark.

"She's got a mean swing dude" Geto says, covering up his wound and pouting

"What about Gojo?"

"He's still.. still in there"

"Awfully quiet don't you think?"

"She was smothering him with a pillow, last time I checked" Geto whispers as he leans back

Toji only let's out a chuckle, then fell silent. Hoping to hear the fight in the other room. Then, Gojo walks out, head hanging low, plopping inbetween Geto and Toji. They both turn to him, ready to hear the story.

"She's scary, Toji" he speaks softly, as if you're still sleeping

"What happened?" Geto asks

"She- she made fun of me.."

Silence is what Gojo receives, it lasted a few seconds as the other two process his words. To Gojo, it felt like hours. They started laughing, while Toji was smacking his back.

"She knows you well, went straight for your core" he said as he shook your latest victim.

You come walking from your room, in clean clothes and your usual bright smile, "Hey guys!" you say with a wave. Heading towards the kitchen for coffee. Toji following suit,

"Hey baby", he wraps his hands around you grasping under your shirt "how'd you sleep?" He places a kiss to your cheek.

"I slept great", you turn to kiss him back.

"Mm tasty as always" he hums while bringing his hands higher, slightly groaning when he stops at under your breasts.

"Mwah MwAh MWAH", you hear Gojo and Geto mocking you two from the couch, 'pretending' to rub their hands on one another. Toji pulls away with a sigh and pats your hip,

"You're fucking perverts" he yells while reluctantly pulling his hands from you, heading back to the couch with you in tow.

As he sits, he yanks you to his lap, taking your coffee and setting it aside. "You can have that later, I wanna nap right now" Toji mumbles against your shoulder. His confidence when he acts and talks like this in front of people.. is astonishing. He's groped and grinded on you in a room full of strangers, with no music. Just rubbing against you like a dog.

"Um no, I need this. I have a busy day ahead, remember?"

"Hm"

"That was a yes or no question, dear" you say as you drink your coffee

Gojo and Geto spin to you, noting how Toji is unbothered by your remark. If anyone else said that, they'd lose their tongue. Naturally, watching Toji act like an obedient boyfriend is entertaining to them.

"Yes, I remember" he says dramatically, dropping his arm over his eyes while fake crying- you, remain unfazed. Only shocking your guests more. He's pouting and you're not bending to his will?

"Alright, knock it off" you pat his thigh and stand up, "I'm making breakfast, would you guys like some?" All of them nod and follow you into the kitchen.

As you cook, the 3 watch you gently flip the eggs, then curse at the bacon when grease splashes you, then go back it being gentle.

They can only think, 'this is some emotional roller-coaster Toji deals with', but when they look at him, he's in awe. He giggles when you cuss at objects and food, he thinks it's adorable.

Then several buzzes come from your phone, you ignore it but Toji picks up. "Hello?"

"Who is this?" The random person asks

"I think I'm supposed to ask who you are, Mr. Unknown number"

"It's miss to you. And I'm looking for y/n."

"She's busy right now, bye"

"Wait- is this Toji?"

"Why?" He grumbles

"Oh. My. God. How are you?! How's the girlfriend?"

"She's great, as always" he watches you slide around the floor with your socks, completely ignoring the words flying from the girls mouth.

"Hey, you remember that one night, Toji?" She finally asks in what sounds to be, a slutty tone? You hear her question and slow down to listen in.

"What do you mean?" He asks

"I mean, the one where you got plastered last weekend.. you came home with me and.. held me like you used to."

Finally, it clicks for him. His ex. It's the only explanation why you seem a little more hesitant with him, somewhat distant. You weren't inviting him over as much, or out on errands and parties.

"Last weekend?" He askes before you spin around to meet his gaze, eyebrows furrowed. Gojo and Geto turn to Toji, whose eyes have gone wide. He's confused as well, because like she said he was black out drunk kind of level. Enough where he missed your birthday party the next day, then somehow the following day when he said he'd make it up to you.

Knowing how he's been treating you so nicely for the last week, you didn't suspect anything. You genuinely believe he got too drunk to move for 2 days. But that nice treatment started almost 2 months ago.. no way he was fucking other women every weekend when he got drunk, right? And then coming over to kiss your ass, to make up for his mistakes?

"Don't you remember, daddy?" The girl asks, and your angry expression fell. When Gojo and Geto heard, they immediately stood up to defend him. Saying he was knocked out at their house the entire day, except not the second day Gojo added.

You left the room, as the two tried to follow you swatted them away, "I need a minute" then shut the door.

"Cmon y/n, open up" Geto speaks, Gojo is long gone trying to stop Toji from interrogating his ex, to focus on you. His woman.

Gojo tosses the phone, but only after a quick prayer it won't break, he'd rather Toji be the only murder victim today. Pushing him to your bedroom, and shoves him against the door.

"Baby? Cmon let me in, please? I swear I didn't see her last weekend or ever" he pleads

"What about the other weekends, huh?" You cry

"What about them?"

"I've gotten 10 texts saying the same thing in the past couple months, that you're out searching for women. 2 of them were even the same person" you scoffed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

Toji remained silent. Was he guilty? Absolutely not. Was he shocked you'd believe some hoes? Yes.

"I don't know what they're talking about baby, I really don't. We go out drinking then I pass out at these asshole's place. I promise." He plants his head against the door.

Geto, being even closer to you then Toji is, decides you acknowledging them isn't enough. "Would you say he's tough enough for an ass kicking?" Geto asks Gojo

"I'd say so, he at least deserves it for worrying her". Geto accepts that answer and bodyslams Toji, using him as a cushion to break the door open (yes, they did that earlier when you didn't answer).

When you turn, Gojo is laughing and Geto is smiling up at you while laying on your boyfriend. "How you feeling?" He asks, legs kicking back and forth, his hands holding up his chin.

"I'm fine, angry with him, but fine otherwise!" Toji feels a chill run down his spine at your words. 'Shit' he thinks. Geto steps all over him to stand, then Gojo walks over him to sit with you. Leaving Toji all alone on the ground.

"Are you sure?" Geto asks, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look in his eyes, trying to provoke your boyfriend. Of course Toji notices, and pulls you to the edge of the bed collapsing on your lap. He was spilling apologies and running circles against your legs.

"I'm not happy with you Toji." You push him off and walked out of the room, once again leaving him all alone on the floor.

"Soooo, did you really fuck other girls?" Geto asks

"I really didn't, but I've turned down alot of girls" he knows he's popular around town for being a slut, but it all stopped for you. Since then he finds himself only craving you, being tempted by you, and all you need to do is breathe the same air as him.

Toji stands with a grunt, turning to his friends. "Give me a minute, would ya?" They nod and he walks away, chasing after you.

"Baby? Where'd ya go?"

"..."

"Sweetie?" He approaches your figure sitting by the window

"..."

"Love of my life?" You scoff at that, making him physically wince. He's never gotten on your bad side before, ever. You've always forgiven him or come to an understanding before it got worse.

"I know I've said this already, but it's all I can say to defend myself. I promise I haven't been with anyone but you since we've met."

"Can't even keep up with your own lies, huh? Don't you remember? A week or so after meeting, we ran into each other when you were walking home with her."

"That was over a year ago baby, it didn't take long for me to fall for you and only you. You know that"

"Do I.. know that?"

He reaches for your hand, you let him take it just so he'd feel you shake. Feel your anger and sadness radiate off you, he needs to feel how insecure and unstable this relationship makes you feel.

The second he grabs it, he pulls you in and holds you. He takes a deep breath and you hear him shudder, how uneasy this is making him. "I don't know what they've been saying but they're lying, I promise. I swear I'm telling you the truth, y/n."

He wants you to cry or something, just anything but this.

"I just.. don't believe you, Toji"

He could feel the tears building, and he still wishes they were yours. You seem emotionless, like you've been thinking about him cheating for a while, like you're prepared.

"Why don't you?"

"Gojo said Sunday you weren't there, and you didn't respond to me all day. She didn't specify the day. We both know you were drinking both days, because Monday you were severely hungover. Friday's hangover wouldn't carry over that badly, that long."

"You're right about that" he chuckles, making up you sit up and seperate yourself. He's really laughing right now? "I mean, the last part. I was drinking Saturday too which is why I couldn't-"

"You mean, wouldn't."

"Right. Why I wouldn't come over like I said I would on Sunday. Then I drank more Sunday too."

"Regardless, where did you stay after blacking out? On the street? Inbetween your exes thighs? You definitely weren't at Suguru's. But you definitely were cleaned up Monday morning when you came over, so not the street. Hmm" you brought your finger to your chin, mocking him.

He simply couldn't think, he doesn't remember. He couldn't, he drank too much. He was getting frustrated and being made fun of like this is pushing it. "Fine. If you're not going to believe me, just break up with me. I can find someone else." Big mistake.

"Oh I'm sure you can. Can't even go out without asking for pussy, apparently."

"God you're such a child" his voice started raising, "you can't even listen to me! I've said sorry, I don't know how many times. Just accept it!"

"Exactly! That's all you've done. You aren't making an effort to think where you could've gone, you can't even try to prove them wrong. You're just excusing those 'lies' with a sorry! I'm not expecting you to stop the earth from spinning and rewind time, I'm just wanting you to think. At least try to convince me they're wrong, without saying 'I promise'." Toji knows your right, he does, but his tongue won't allow him to say it.

"Easy for you to say, when I thought you were cheating you didn't try either. You left me to solve it! Like I said, you're a child who's too scared to grow up. To take responsibility, to do something with their life. It's fucking ridiculous! I wonder sometimes, why.."

"Why what, Toji?"

"Why I stay with you" he yells.

"You know, it'd be nice if we could talk about your issues without covering it up with mine. Regardless, I did stop my world from spinning and ran with you. I left family, friends, even my fucking dog Toji, because you couldn't stand the idea of sharing a town with my ex fiancé."

"You know he wanted you"

"Yeah, maybe 4 years ago when he asked to marry me, you know he cheated and ran off with her."

"Then explain why he was all over you when we ran into him", why was he still yelling?

"You were there! He felt obligated to flaunt his already pregnant, soon to be wife, I begged you to stop the conversation and leave. You ignored me, Toji."

"You're such a fucking liar, that's not what happened" yes it was, why is he saying this "you can try to twist the narrative all you want but I saw what happened, the way you looked at him, the way you smiled." That's wrong, he knows you weren't happy. He felt it.

"If you think my faces and reactions then was love for him, then maybe this past year and my move was unnecessary. You should know my genuine smile because you see it every day. Besides the fact I've explained this to you and you've reassured me that you understood, we're moving off the current issue. You and-" your voice was still soft enough where his shouting completely blocked it out.

"Have you always been this insecure or is this a new thing? It's so stupid you can brush off your cheating but can't forget mine." An even bigger mistake.

"Oh so, you admit you did see her" your head drops, and a tear falls. Finally he comes to his senses, he feels like he's succeeded all because you're showing an emotion. While he's lost in his ego, you stand there crying. He's content, and you're crying alone. Reminds you of the weekends you spent without him, thinking about which girl will text you on Monday claiming he stayed with them.

Geto realizes Toji's yelling has stopped, but it's too quiet. He makes his way out to find you there silently crying, while Toji is standing a few feet away looking.. happy? He walks behind him and flicks Toji's ear, then goes to you. Using his sleeve to wipe off your tears and you gripped onto his shirt as he hugged you.

The scene in front of him sets Toji off, he knows why Geto is comforting you- it's because of him. Though it doesn't stop his next accusation,

"Seriously? Geto of all people? I'm disappointed in you y/n." You lift your head up and meet his glare, and his heart shatters at seeing you. You looked stressed and like you've been crying for hours when it's been minutes, you're shaking and clearly having problems breathing.

"Baby, I-" he's stopped when your shaky hands tells him to.

"I don't wanna see you, God I wanna throw up just looking at you." You left holding your stomach and shut your bedroom door, with Gojo inside. He immediately engulfed you in his big arms trying to calm you down, as Toji tries to make himself leave you be, but he can't. He goes towards the hall before Geto stops him, "nah you don't get to see her after that huge stunt."

Geto drags him back to the couch and babysits him until you come out. Surprise; you never did. You ended up crying yourself to sleep while Gojo told you the dumbest and longest story you've heard. He was sitting on the floor while you laid on your side with your head slightly off the bed, as he tried to learn how to braid.

Gojo texts Geto telling him you passed out not long after, plus sent him all the pictures of the different braids he successfully did (they ended up going home and Geto had Gojo braid his hair).

"Hey, she fell asleep" he nudged Toji, he doesn't hesitate to come back to you. He walked slowly and sadly into the room, but smiled when he saw your peaceful figure.

"You're a bitch Toji" Gojo said as he braided your hair one final time.

"I know"

"You don't deserve her"

"I know"

"But she wants to believe you"

"Of course she does" Toji sighed, laying across from you but trting to avoid touching you. "I want her to"

"It is the truth, right?" Toji nods before bringing his gaze back to your face.

"Alright then, you better work your ass off when she wakes up" Gojo says as he stands, "we'll head home and we can have dinner movies and games another day, huh? It'd be best if you spent the rest of the day together anyways."

"Sounds good. Sorry I ruined all our days, didn't mean to."

"Wow! Toji Fushigiro apologizing to me without being forced? My luck day" he ends with a loud laugh. "Text me when you wanna come back, if you make it out alive." With that, he waves goodbye and leaves.

After a while, Toji fell asleep still facing you, but not until after he cried. A couple of hours go by and you wake up from a nightmare, opening your eyes to find a wet faced Toji. The blanket underneath him was damp from his tears, and you could tell his nose was stuffy, causing him to breathe through his mouth.

You place your hand on his cheek, wiping it dry. He slowly opened his eyes and faintly smiled upon seeing you.

"Hi baby" he says as he kisses your hand

"Hi", he sighs against your palm. Content you're talking to him, touching him and looking at him. All are a win in his book.

"I'm sorry for saying all those things, I didn't mean a single one" he places a hand over yours, "just so you know I will stop the world from spinning and rewind time if it'll prove myself to you. I should've just said that instead of losing it. I'm truly sorry y/n."

"It's okay babe"

"Do you forgive me?"

"Fuck no, you're gonna have to work for that"

"Understood" he smiles and kisses your palm, "first I can go finish cooking. This time when your ex calls, you pick up the phone" he jokes.

"Not funny" you pull your hand away and roll off the bed.

"Awe too soon? And here I thought you got me" he chuckles

"Not too soon, you're just a bitch and all your jokes have lost their humor, for now." You kiss his forehead and head towards the bathroom.

"So she's gonna forgive me eventually, what'd you know" he says to himself before moving to his stomach, taking in the smell of you on your blankets. He hopes this never gets taken from him, and hes gonna do everything he can to keep you, for starters he's getting you a new phone and number.

A little longer than expected🥴 also debating how I like it haha, hope you enjoyed it though <3

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