#my partner: pls go outside im begging

[infamous-if]

me, writing a line about how seven hates hearing MC breathe because it reminds them of MC existing without them and thinking it's a normal line of thought because it's seven: okay so maybe they do need help...

#rambling #my partner: ? #me: you dont get it it's just a quirky seven thing #my partner: pls go outside im begging #/j

[inmaki2]

luxiems reaction to a partner that’s loud in bed

req . pairing : luxiem x f!reader .

smut mdni . 1.1k est wc .

warnings : mocking in mystas . pull out method in lucas . uhh it’s just filth

posting b4 i sleep.. sry for taking so long with this im a slow writer + kpop blog shit LMAO

- mysta rias

your sounds are a one way ticket to shooting this man’s ego through the roof.

whenever he gets to be on top, mysta thrives in the fact that he can make you feel so good, to the point where volume has no consequence in your poor fucked out brain. of course, this doesn’t mean your boyfriend won’t be a little mean about it — it’s just how he is.

“uh, uh,” mocking the tone of your choked up sounds, mysta can’t help but snicker while his hips slam into yours. “so—“ he’s cut off when your walls squeeze him even tighter, “shit, such cute fuckin’ noises. my dick’s that good, huh slut?”

you don’t even have the strength to vocalize your embarrassment from the cruel imitation, much too preoccupied gripping the sheets for dear life. not to mention the pathetic string of drool falling from the corner of your swollen lips; open mouth allowing more squeals to escape with every thrust while the grip on your thighs tighten.

his pace never relents, even when your walls are practically suffocating him. “c-cum, please pl— ah! please, wanna cum, mysta,” you beg, voice cracking desperately.

the pleads coming from your sore throat only encourage the male to go rougher, one sleek finger rushing down to circle your puffed clit while the others lie sternly across your pelvis, harsh pressure preventing any attempts to squirm away while massaging the bulge his length leaves on your lower tummy in the process.

with you nearly spasming beneath him, mysta smiles wider. “hold it, kay? keep moaning my name louder n’ i’ll consider. let everyone know who’s fucking you this good.”

- shu yamino

it’s like a game for him — what can he do to make you even louder? theres no point in whining either, you can whimper and beg all you want, but your nerd of a boyfriend is rather strict in bed no matter how much he loves your pleas.

shu has your back pressed to his toned chest, a muscly bicep ensuring you’re immobilized by mimicking a seat belt across your waist. his free hand plunges two skillful fingers into your hole, purposely avoiding your clit for nothing but the fun of it.

even so, perhaps it’s the way he abuses that gummy spot so easily, or maybe the sloppy sounds coming from his mouth as he sucks on your shoulder — whatever it is, you simply can’t hold in your cries.

“want.. want your cock now, shu. please pl—!” a slap to your cunt along with the emptiness of his fingers’ absence has you crying out, and it takes everything in your boyfriend’s power to not groan as your ass rubs right on his bulge.

biting into your shoulder, shu tuts in disappointment. “this isn’t enough?” he lazily drags his pointer through your folds, huffing. “i thought you were my good girl.“

“i am, i am your—“ you’re cut off with another slap, yelping in a mix of delicious pleasure and pain while juices flow out from the contact.

“enough,” he spits. “good girls dont complain when they already have two fingers filling them up. they sit there, moan, and take it.” before you can reply, he’s already thrusting back into you, humming in approval when you let out a gutteral sound that can surely be heard outside the room.

“there you go, scream my name when you cum.”

though you can barely think, you use your last bit of strength to mumble out, “do— do i get your dick after?”

this has shu letting out a chuckle even while his fingers are curling into your walls, and you swear you see the tip of his ears turn a shy red. “sure, princess. s’long as you keep those pretty moans up.”

- ike eveland

yes, your boyfriend loves the variety of sounds he can emit from you, but god it stresses him out sometimes.

ike is not up for sharing nor exhibitionism, the mere thought of anyone else hearing or knowing what the two of you are up to has him pausing anxiously, even when the blissful feeling of your thighs suffocating him flourishes. he occasionally wonders how your throat manages such strain, even more so when you nearly howl from the way his lips suck around your most sensitive area.

despite your body weight crushing him, ike manages to pull off for a second to breathe. “no..” you complain, hands rushing to tug him back by the fluffy grey hair tickling your thighs.

“don’t worry, i’ll give you what you want, y/n,” he reassures, pretty face red and sweaty. “but try to stay quiet for me.”

“s’ hard..” almost teasingly, ike’s tongue is swiftly back to licking up your juices, two pale arms hooking around your thighs to ensure you’re fully sitting right on him. his prior request diminishes, in fact, the opposite only occurs.

everytime his tongue pushes into your hole, his nose bumps your clit so perfectly — not to mention the vibration coming from his own sounds against your cunt, hurriedly sending you over the edge. “geez, i say be quiet and you only get louder. bad girl.”

you’ve pretty much tuned him out at this point of your high, which ike catches onto rather quickly. though to your luck, your boyfriend is feeling merciful. “go on— mmh, just cum. as long as you’re ready to get gagged after while i fuck you.”

- vox akuma

well aren’t you just made for this man? being loud himself, vox very much appreciates your openness to matching his volume whether it be intentional or not. his ego is skyrocketing as is, but every time you scream his name, it feels as though something goes off in his brain, resembling a mental pat on the back that has his cock twitching.

“fuuuck, cunt’s squeezing me so damn tight. keep moaning like that, baby.” contradictingly, the man presses your face further into the mattress, plowing his length into you from behind at a dauntingly fast pace. it may sound strange, but vox thinks you look cute suffering underneath him like this.

you aren’t even sure if it’s tears or drool staining the sheets, but the bubbling feeling of embarrassment encourages you to finally purse your lips and stop the erotic noises circling your bedroom.

however, your boyfriend freezes, seemingly accepting this as a challenge.

his hips cease movement almost completely with only the tip poking your entrance, a graceful hand running up your sides as he whispers. “oh? what’s this?” suddenly, you feel yourself being pulled up, two fingers turning your chin to come face-to-face with a sinister sneer. “going quiet on me?”

“milord..” as you attempt to speak, your jaw is forced open wider before a glob of saliva is dropped onto your vulnerable tongue.

“swallow,” vox hisses. you comply seconds later even though your cheeks are burning red, body involuntarily squirming in pathetic attempts to run from the length slowly sheathing back inside. “good girl.”

when he’s an inch or two from bottoming out, he pulls your hips back onto him, ejecting a chocked yelp from your mouth at the feeling of him hitting that gummy spot. vox only laughs in response. “so cute.. thinking you can hide those pretty sounds from me.” an offended tch leaves his lips. “do that again and you’re not cumming tonight, m’kay darling?”

- luca kaneshiro

luca’s main goal in bed is just to please you as much as he can, so being loud does nothing but make him feel pride and act as a sign that he’s doing well — especially now when he’s putting all his strength into making you both reach bliss.

legs wrapped tightly around his waist, you let out a groan as his cock plunges into you harshly, the girth and length making your eyes squeeze shut by the fullness. “please luca..”

he grunts, sweat rolling down his face and onto yours. “what- what are you begging for now?” the blonde moves one hand down to your chest, pinching your nipple playfully.

“harder!”

“harder?” luca parrots, a mischievous smirk rising across his cheeks. who was he to say no? “don’t complain if you can’t walk tomorrow.”

regardless of his warning, he quickly obliges, snickering at how a strangled moan is forced out of you with each prod. luca is certainly aware of the racket you’re making, but noise complaints are his last concern when he gets a front row seat to your eyes rolling back into your skull. “jesus, you’re loud. gonna— shit, gonna squirt all over me babe?”

you can only nod in response, hands pathetically gripping strong biceps while his fingers move down to press the bulge on your tummy. before you can make another move he’s pulling you into a kiss, swallowing your sounds right as your impending orgasm washes over you. luca groans himself from the way your walls spasm, struggling to even pull out with your legs caging him in.

eventually he’s releasing all over your swollen cunt and stomach, groaning in satisfaction at his work while flopping down next to you. “hey y/n.”

“what, luca?”

“i think that’s one of the loudest i’ve ever got you. top three at least.”

you open one eye in disbelief, making eye contact with the same idiot who just fucked your insides up. “is everything a competition to you?”

“i’m just saying!”

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[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

After your most recent yandere TWST fic (the one w/ Vil, Neige, etc) I just need to beg you for more yandere RSA content 😭😭

I just need more yandere Neige/Chen’ya/Rielle whatever if it’s against their rivals, fics, headcanons, blurbs, if it’s set within the Crewel’s Daughter timeline, if this is now just going to be an on-going thing

Whatever I JUST NEED MORE 😭😭 PLS IM THIRSTY THOSE RSA GUYS HAVE SM POTENTIAL TO BE ABSOLUTE YANDERE PRICKS 😭

-From an anon who needs to be thrown into the sun🤡

Well anon who needs to be thrown into the sun

I'm happy you like them, I'll try including them more

🖤🖤🖤🖤

The Dangers of the RSA | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

In a way, it’s almost worse than the boys at Night Raven. In NRC everyone at base level is a jerk or majorly insensitive. But once you peel back the layers of their onion actions you find they have a warmer center, a softer center. Even at the height of their obsession, you can’t say you don’t feel for them. And in this way, RSA is bound to be rotten on the inside. On the outside their sweet and kind, welcoming you with open arms and less confrontational behavior. But as the ice cream melts you’ll find on the inside they aren’t so sweet and instead reveal the harmful hidden danger they pose. The world loves them, their kingdoms love them, and they’re already so sweet you’ll be the one who’s crazy to turn tail and run: 

Neige Leblanche

He’s the worst 

he never outright says what he’s doing 

Or even acknowledges

Gaslighting, gatekeeping, boy bullying you into becoming his 

It seems like everyone around you is warping around you

Forcing you to play the role of his perfect little partner

And no! He’s not at fault here

He’s never at fault

You’re the one who is crazy when you plead for help

The only ones who probably believe you in any regard 

Would be your beloved crew at NRC

But even so, he has eyes everywhere Rook

So it won’t be long until he’s hugging you tight

Pouting as globs of tears fall down

“Oh thank goodness (Y/n)! I was so worried you wouldn’t have made it home!” 

Crewel's Daughter Reader is better at fending him off

Never before has a student of the Princess Academy gotten so far with such a sly tongue

Rielle

Annoying and presumptuous 

So deluded in his belief that he is meant to woo you

He can’t seem to wrap his head around the fact that you’re just not interested

He pushes through your barriers, solely focused on getting his hands on you

Well don’t be sad that he’s cursed your legs to become a tail 

It's your fault for not running into his arms immediately

You thought he was just a friend? 

No no, when he invited you to his house that meant he wanted to court you

And by eating a biscuit he made you said ‘yes’

Foolish you!

The world bends a little but not entirely 

Rather than blind praise, he’s excused 

‘He doesn’t know any better’ 

‘He’s just trying to be a good boyfriend’ 

As is with most in RSA 

It doesn’t help to call anyone other than the slimiest at NRC

Who suddenly looks a whole lot more cuddly when he’s more than willing to start a war if it means having you in his arms

Everything means nothing without you

And if the world doesn’t corroborate his philosophy 

Too bad he’ll just burn it with that fire he’s so enamored by

“Yo~ho my pearlfish! When you ran for our hide and seek I was worried for a second there! Don’t be scared of these guys beside me they’re just here to protect us!”

Crewel Daughter Reader has trouble with him as well but the best method is to keep him on the farthest edge of your circle

The closer he gets to you the more likely he is  to delude himself that you return his affection

“Chen’ya” Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker 

Sneaky in a way that’s hard to miss

Not usually taken seriously after the initial shock of meeting him

He sways you and everyone into a false sense of security

Usually revealing himself with his head or a sneaky laugh

Because of his silly demeanor

You hardly suspect an invisible cat boy to be bearing witness to your most intimate moments

Or that the same smile is behind the sudden disappearances of your friends

He’ll let you fall in love with him

Or at the very least turn to him as a friend in need

He’s good at loosening people up 

And he’s only helping you relax after an inexplicable tragedy

“Kekeke poor neko-chan you look as though you’re going mad with pain! Let me help you~!”

Crewel Daughter Reader use their magical prodigy status to force him to reveal himself 

Which can be hard when he’s deciding to be wary 

Deciding to pick off whoever what?! you’re not watching

#yandere rsa #yandere royal sword academy #Yandere Rielle #yandere neige leblanche x reader #yandere twst x reader #yandere twst #yandere chenya #yandere artemiy artemiyavich pinker #yandere x reader #yandere x you #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderexrea #yandere #yandere twisted wonderland #yanderes #yandere neige x reader #yandere neige #yandere rielle #yandere rielle x reader #yandere chen'ya x reader #yandere chen'ya

[idolish7imagines]

RE:Purpose (Re:vale x Reader)

Chapter 5 :: Momo(NSFW)

summary: You're an assistant for idols and producers in the music industry, but getting a job with the famous Re:Vale takes a strange turn..

.::.

A/N: minors dni pls im begging you; writing this chapter was fun tho, next is yuki’s chapter; hope you enjoy!

After a night of drinking, you and Momo stumble inside your home (aka just the shared apartment with Re:vale, but they made it feel like a home) carrying each other's weight over the other's shoulder.

Momo lets you down onto the couch, but the two of you were so entangled you swiftly brought him with you. A waft of alcohol smell quickly seeps into the air. 

The sound of his drunken laughter ringed in your ears, even though you were looking more towards the ceiling, drunk out of your mind. 

Yuki was presumably asleep by the time the two of you got there. He needed to be somewhere early in the morning.

"Ehehe..you look sooo pretty right now.." Momo drawls. It took a lot for him to get drunk so it was evident he was really hammering the drinks down tonight.

You did nothing but smile at him, not even able to form cohesive sentences right now.

"I have.." he hiccups. "I have an idea."

You raise an eyebrow.

"We should go in my room..You've hardly ever been in thereee." He drawls, sounding like a kid that desperately wants to show their parents something.

"Because..you're an idol. It'd be rude. You need..privacy." you mutter, still having enough soberness to at least remember that.

“Who cares about privacyyyy..I want..you to.”

A moment a silence passes, and is only broken by you heaving out a sigh.

“Alright..” You start to get up, pushing him off of you a bit. “But no funny business okayy..?” He nods and gets off of the couch. You two had forgotten about the couch pillows you knocked off somewhere (Yuki would be annoyed at that later).

.::.

You wake up in Momo's bed. Something already felt horribly off (aside from your splitting headache) and you finally realize once you pull the covers up. 

You were nude.

Before you could screech at the top of your lungs, you hear your lover throwing up in the toilet of the hallway bathroom.

“Ughh..” He wretches. “I can’t believe I overdid it like that..” His shorts were just loosely hanging under his butt as if he put them on in a hurry without actually bothering to pull them up.

Your chest starts heaving up and down as you hyperventilate.

There was no way you just slept with THE Momo.

The time was already dangerously close to a photoshoot appointment for him, leaving you two no time to discuss before he put on his clothes and rushed out the door. Even the car ride there was silent.

You take care of some duties that, honestly, their manager should be handling, but its not too rough on you. There’s been worse days so far. Yuki was in the dressing room, he had gotten there at an earlier time (shockingly, considering Momo is the one who usually has to wake him). The mere thought of Momo talking about last night to him made a pit in your stomach turn.

In the dressing room, the idol in question was changing into his outfit for the shoot, taking his shirt off and putting the one made for him on.

Something interesting catches Yuki’s eye, catching a glimpse of his partner’s back before he puts the costume on.

Momo smooths it out a little, before gingerly turning to his partner, showing off the costume shirt.

“How do I look?”

Yuki only stares, making Momo frown at the lack of response.

“What? Did I put it own backwards?” He tries to find which side of the collar the tag is on.

The older idol only lets out a sigh.

“Momo, you have so many scratches on your back, I almost blushed.”

Momo blinks. “Wait…what?” He takes off his shirt again, looking at his back in the mirror.

He lets out a scream that thankfully no one was outside the room to hear.

“Y-yuki, I-i promise I don’t remember how they got there!” He stutters, genuinely being confused and worried what Yuki is thinking of him right now.

“Well you and (y/n)-chan were getting along pretty well, aren’t you?” Yuki crosses his legs, giving an unimpressed stare.

“..You knew?” 

The silver haired idol lets out a small chuckle. “You’re pretty easy to read Momo. It’s been nearly 2 months now.”

Momo’s arms fall to his sides and he hunches over in defeat.

“I’m happy for you, really. If I weren’t I would’ve said something earlier.”

Momo stands back upright. Yeah, he had a point. Yuki surely would’ve made his opinion known if he weren’t happy with it. Especially considering a relationship could cause trouble for them if it were to stir a scandal.

"Just, please. If you're going to be intimate, at least do it either after I'm asleep or go to a hotel." He says just as precaution so he doesn't have to be scarred.

"I..I didn't mean to though. I was just wasted last night, and so were they."

"You got that drunk? Are you stressed out?" Yuki's eyes widen. He couldn't remember the last time Momo was completely drunk.

"N-no! I don't know what came over me, I guess I was having a little too much fun.." He sheepishly rubs the back of his neck, barely being able to recount what happened at the bar, let alone after that.

"Well, anyway, the point is I don't mind you two dating. Okarin might have a stroke though." Yuki imagines how much medicine the poor man will have to take.

"I'll deal with that when we get to it, haha..thanks though, I really like (y/n)-chan.." Momo looks genuinely bashful for once, gaze averting Yuki's as his face flushes and his lips curl into a smile even thinking about you.

“I’m glad.” Yuki smiles back. “Here I was thinking you’d be single forever because of me.” He couldn’t help but tease.

“wH-” Before Momo can voice his response, a knock was heard at the door.

You crack the door open. “Yuki, you’re on now.” You notify him.

He nods, getting up and leaving, but not before whispering to Momo. “You should use this chance to talk.” He pats his partner’s shoulder before walking off to the set.

Your eyes meet Momo’s fuchsia ones, and near hastily shut the door back. The idol rushes forward, sticking his foot in the door.

“Wait--AGH!” He winces in pain. “Maybe I should’ve thought that one through..”

You’d snicker if you weren’t so anxious right now.

“What is it Momo-san?” You ask in a flat, business-like tone.

“Don’t ‘Momo-san’, me, no one’s around!” He pouts. “We need to talk.” He says, sounding more stern.

“Please, j-just, after work..” Another attempt to close the door was made, before he flat out holds it open with his hand.

“No, now.” He says. 

You purse your lips, before deciding that staying outside and making Momo repetitively beg you wouldn’t be a great idea, so you finally oblige and walk in.

“I’m assuming this is about…last night.” You try your best to hide your flushed face even thinking about it.

“Yeah…I’m sorry.” The black-white haired man looks to the ground, repentant.

You whip your head up to him. “What? There’s nothing to apologize for, we were both drunk.”

“But, you regret it right? That’s why you didn’t want to talk about it..”

“I don’t regret it Momo…if anything I wish I at least remembered.” You state maybe a little too early.

That makes Momo’s face become as red as a tomato, hands covering his mouth, and you both were internally screaming right now.

“Do you…wanna do it again?”

Your eye sockets could nearly fall out right now, how could he make such a proposition in a dressing room?

“M-Momo!” You stutter, face flustered again and you could barely form any words like your brain is still trying to process all this.

“I won’t force you to, obviously it’s a risky idea! But…I’d really like to redo that experience with you..while sober of course.” His eyes seemed shy but had a subtle sultry glint at the same time.

You purse your lips, opening the door to see if anyone was in the hallway.

Nope. All clear.

The door is swiftly locked and before either of you know it, you’ve thrown yourself onto him.

He has half a mind to tear your clothes off, but knows that’ll come back to bite him later, so he quickly shoves them off onto the floor.

Your lips intertwine and you start to think of this as a bad idea less and less.

Momo puts a nipple in his mouth, minding that he has fangs so he sucks instead of biting (he’d save that for another time if you’d allow it) and you throw your head back in bliss.

Body shivering from him inserting a finger inside you earlier than expected, you give him a needy look that you’d deem as nearly pathetic if you weren’t intoxicated by him already.

He moves his mouth from your nipple to your lips, drowning out every moan you spill. His fingers enter you even faster to prep you for what comes next.

You shake, feeling like you’re on fire, but in a good way strangely.

Momo’s erection through his pants was clearly evident, and you assisted him in pulling his pants down. Honestly, it was pretty impressive for his stature. Precum leaked from it as his excitement was growing.

His fingers slip out of you and he looks into your eyes with hungry desperation. “Are you ready?”

A hard question to answer, as you were still a bit anxious if you could take it. You nod at him with a whimper.

Your eyes widen and a gasp is let out as he bends you over the dressing room table, right in front of the mirror.

There was a bit of roughness to him entering you, but eventually you didn’t mind as pain quickly turned into pleasure the more he rammed into you.

He turns your body around with ease and goes with a more missionary position. The fact he works out and used to be an athlete as the cause for his strength didn’t dawn on you until now.

Your hands find their way clinging to his back, intending to claw and make even more scratch marks, you didn’t care anymore if anyone saw them. If you had to, you’d cover them with makeup yourself after.

“(y/n)!” He finally calls your name without the ‘-chan’ addition, something he hadn’t done much before.

“Momo!” Your hand comes up to his hair as you made absolutely sinful noises.

“Shit! I…I won’t last long!” He says, still sliding in and out of you to reach his climax.

After a few more thrusts, he’d end up being right, pulling out and coming on your stomach.

The two of you basked in the afterglow for a moment, in each other’s (now sweaty) embrace. Eventually his eyes widen and trail back down to your stomach to see what he’d done.

“Aah!” He yelps. “(Y/n) I’m so sorry! I’m gonna go get a tissue!”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little.

.::.

On the ride home, Okarin was driving while Yuki was in the passenger seat, leaving you two leaning on each other in the backseats. Momo’s thumb lovingly brushes over your hand while you were holding hands.

“I love you..” He whispers, low enough so only you would hear.

“I love you too.” You reply, causing his expression to brighten.

“I’m glad you’re not afraid of saying it anymore~” He teases, but was pretty serious about it.

You huff. “I was NOT afraid of saying it-” “Was too, I was there when you hesitated saying it, remember?”

The two of you laugh. Okarin looks at both of you in the car mirror, catching on a little now. Yuki would snicker when he finally figures it out, it being painfully obvious to him how happy you two are.

#Idolish7 #idolish7 x reader #idolish seven #idolish7 momo #ainana #re:vale #momo x reader #momose sunohara #momo

[lots-o-stuff]

can you write a fluff for the karasuno third years?? basically the team doesn’t know about their s/o other and one day they come in to practice and the whole team is like 👀😳 who’s that? their s/o goes to their partner and coo like “hi baby”🥺 daichi, suga and asahi go all soft forgetting the team is there and coo back blah blah. the team clears their throat and then the third years are like oh... meet my baby 🥺. THIS IS SO LONG IM SORRY. (if you can’t do all pls do daichi) thank you so much🥺

Hiya sorry for the very late reply I’ve been very busy with assignments and all that at school! anyway id also like to apologise but I could not bring myself to write for Asahi, i tried to write it 5 different times but I just couldn’t get it write. Anyway please request and I hope you enjoy!

Daichi:

You and Daichi weren’t a new couple, you had actually been together for nearly two months, so why didn’t the team know about you?

well 1) the 2nd years annoying the hell out of the both of you 2) the first years annoying both of you and 3) the third years annoying you AND interrogating you

pretty much Daichi just wanted to protect you from his extremely overwhelming teammates and you couldn’t have been more thankful

but one day you decided you wanted to meet some of your loving boyfriend’s friends so you ask him, and his immediate answer is no.

this doesn't stop you however because you plan to go and surprise him during the off season, when there aren’t any games coming up and you know they don’t have a practice match.

so you arrive outside the gym and you can hear bangs and lots of yelling, more specifically you can hear your usually soft boyfriend scolding someone

you slide open the door just enough to peek through and see someone with a shaved head and a person with a blonde strip in their hair getting yelled at, seeing that everyone is distracted you walk in

you didn’t expect the door to make so much noise because everyone's eyes were on you immediately and the yelling had stop, you give a small wave before Daichi walks over and pulls you outside

Daichi is talking to you as in like baby why are you here? i thought we made a deal? and just babying you and ughh yes please when the whole team (excluding the sane ones aka tsukki, asahi, ennoshita and yamaguchi) came running out begging to meet you

the look of shock and confusion on their faces when they saw the way Daichi was treating you was hilarious

Suga:

the team know you, they had all met you multiple times with you and Suga being friends before dating, you would always go and bug him after practice

so seeing you walk into the gym one thursday afternoon wouldn’t normally be a shock, except you hadn’t been at school that day

now you hadn’t been at school because you had to go get a check up at the doctors, nothing serious just a simple check up

but Suga is a NEEDY BITCH therefore he was pouty and missed you all day and the team was annoyed because of this

so when you rocked up at the gym towards the end of practice no one was surprised that Suga’s mood improved immediately

what they WERE shocked at was that he ran up to you and smothered you

you honestly weren’t shocked at all so you just let him squeeze you and bury his head into your shoulder

the team watched on waiting so that they could hurry up and finish practice, Daichi yelling for him too hurry up and "get his ass over here"

he looks over his shoulder at Daichi then back to looking at your face and then looking at his coach before back at you

then he grabs both sides of your faces and pulls you in for a sweet kiss, not nearly long enough, then pulls away and runs back to the team who are all shock faced :0

and poor you is standing in the same spot he left you as bright as a tomato

Hope you enjoyed and please request!!!

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[worldwidemochiguy]

expectation ≠ reality (18+)

When you first met Jungkook, he was so kind, with wide eyes and a sweet smile, but soon enough he dragged you into a tumultuous marriage where you were barely allowed to draw breath on your own. But, when you meet Taehyung, the cute delivery boy with blond hair and a penchant for flirting, you start to wonder if you’ve found your second chance.

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Warnings: Yandere behaviour, possessive behaviour, slight dub-con, graphic penetrative sex, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR pls im not tryna get arrested or anything

Word Count: 4K 

a/n: thanks to @gucieguciekook​ for requesting !! hope u enjoy lol <3

Expectation ≠ Reality

You have had enough.

From the moment you agreed to marry him, Jungkook had been getting steadily worse and worse. He had always been possessive to a fault, but you mistakenly saw it as a sign he truly cared and treasured you. You cooed over his obsession with littering hickeys all over your neck, blushed when he called you ‘Mine. Only mine.’ When he asked you to move in way too quickly, you thought it was a sign he was committed to your relationship.

How wrong you were.

Not that he isn’t committed, of course. God, if there was ever a word to describe Jeon Jungkook, it was committed. He is obsessed with you. He slowly started cutting you off from the outside world, persuading you to stay in when your friends invited you out, and convincing you they were terrible people when they inevitably stopped interacting with you. You had cut out everyone else in your life because of him. 

Your parents:

babe, they don’t approve of our relationship because they don’t want you to be happy with your own life, they want to control you and treat you like a kid. you don’t need them anyway, you have me. 

Your coworkers:

i called in sick for you today, babe. you don’t need to go there anymore, i have more than enough money for the both of us. 

Even your pet:

your cat? oh, i’m sorry baby, she got hit by a car. no, don’t cry, baby, now you can give all of your attention to me instead of that rancid furball. 

Jungkook had isolated you and exhausted you to the point where you agreed to marry him, convinced it could not make your life any worse. 

Again, you were wrong. 

With his ring on now your finger, Jungkook is even more assured of his ownership of you. You are no longer allowed to cook or go into the garden, both deemed as dangerous activities where you could somehow be harmed by a vegetable peeler, or maybe grass cuttings. You have no access to the internet, and the only books you are permitted to read are simple, dull books with no plot or dusty old historical text books, obviously the only things Jungkook is certain wouldn’t give you ‘silly ideas to confuse your pretty little head.’ 

~~~~

“Jungkook,” You murmur, voice muffled as he presses your face into the pillow.

“Yeah, baby, say my name just like that.” He grunts, attempting to tug off your skirt with one hand while the other is fisted in your hair. You roll your eyes and shift your weight so he can take it off properly. After he had separately ripped all your pants at some point in his haste to take them off you, you had realised it was simply easier to wear something less finicky.

As soon your lower half is bared for him, he starts running his large palms greedily over your skin, for his own benefit rather than yours.

“Fuck, look at you.” He mutters, before digging a thumb into a bruise he had left on your ass. You yelp and he chuckles lowly behind you. Just as you expect, he presses firmly on the bruise and you clench your teeth, burying your nails in your palms and refusing to make a noise. He waits for a second, but you remain stubbornly silent. 

“Huh,” he says, “I guess baby’s pain threshold has risen a bit, yeah?” He strokes a possessive hand between your shoulder blades and you repress a shiver, before he loops his arm around you and lifts you onto your hands and knees.

“I guess I’ll just have to fuck you harder then.” He resolves, before shoving himself into you roughly.

Jungkook is not small, putting it lightly, though you hate to afford any kind of praise to that bastard. He is long, and thick, and you really hadn’t been very turned on at all, just letting him do what he wanted so that he’d leave you alone, so you don’t blame yourself too much when a scream bursts out of your lips. You can barely hear his smug laugh behind you over the burning sensation in your core. He doesn’t give you any time at all to adjust, roughly pumping himself in and out as you try to hold in your whimpers.

“So fucking tight, baby.” He grunts in your ear, punctuating his words with harsh slaps against your thigh, “You sure you can handle my cock?” This is his offer: Admit that I’m hurting you, admit that you’re weak and at my mercy, and I’ll stop. That’s all you have to do.

You clench your teeth and press your face into the pillow again.

He sighs behind you, though you can tell he’s quietly pleased, before pulling out of you and walking away. Him yanking out and leaving you roughly stretched and exposed to the cold air is almost as painful as when he shoved into you in the first place, and when he returns you resent yourself for feeling the slightest hint of relief. 

He is carrying a bottle of lube, normally used for when he decides he wants to fuck your ass instead. You tense up, preparing to swallow your pride and beg him not to — it’s been a while and you’re not sure you can take the pain — but he senses your fear and smirks.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m just gonna make it a bit easier for you.” As he speaks, he’s slicking up his cock and soon enough he’s getting back up on his knees and taking ahold of your hips, pushing himself in slightly gentler this time. 

The coolness of the gel soothes — but doesn’t eradicate — the burn and Jungkook has started to move in long, rolling strokes inside you that are almost pleasant. 

“See, baby?” Jungkook coos as his hands move around to stroke your stomach, “I don’t want to hurt you, you have to know that. I hate hurting you, but you never tell me to stop. You have to know your limits, baby girl. You’re just not strong enough.”

His words — though patronising, and awful, and the kind of thing that make you want to whack him in the neck with one of those massive historical tomes he provides you — are spoken in that soft, Jungkook tone that he used to make you fall in love with him. It reminds you of those days when he was just Kookie, your cute study partner with a bunny smile and a pretty singing voice and broad muscly shoulders that flushed along with the rest of his body when you complimented him.

The Jungkook that you know him as now — the one swiftly bringing you to a reluctant and resentful orgasm — is the opposite of soft. He is rough and impulsive and controlling and you honestly fear what would happen if you tried to ask him for a divorce. He wouldn’t let you go, probably. He’d just laugh at you, and then shove you down and fuck you to make you remember who you really belonged to, like he is doing now.

You try to contain your pants as Jungkook starts a series of staccato thrusts. You are sure Jungkook would hear you, even over the obscene sound of his hips slapping into the back of your thighs, and would be obnoxiously proud about it for the next month. He would already be smug enough having made you come, which you have given up trying to stave off because Jungkook — damn him — is really good at fucking you until you can’t remember your own name. 

He reaches around to pinch your clit harshly and you decide that now is as good a time as any to give up your last remaining vestiges of pride. You come with a piercing whine, clenching around him rhythmically until his hips stutter and you feel the unpleasant sensation of warmth spilling into you. He doesn’t stop, pumping every last drop into you and then dropping on top of you, pinning your body to the mattress. 

After a while he rearranges himself so that he is spooning you, arms wrapped stiflingly tight around your waist, and his now-flaccid cock still tucked inside you. You grimace. Jungkook had always fallen fast asleep after sex, but now you are wide awake, hyperaware as he snores behind you. You don’t know what you’ve become. You hate him. But sometimes he says things that make you wish he wasn’t a monster, that make you wish he was the boy with soft smiles and expressive eyes that you had fallen in love with. You live for the resurgences of that humanity, because it is the only thing you have to look forward to, apart from the eventual day when Jungkook finally snaps and kills you.

~~~~

“Jungkook,” you say over breakfast, and he looks up with his cheeks full of pancake.

“Yes, my angel?” He asks, eyes twinkling — he loves when you say his name — and your breath catches, and for a second everything is perfect and you are having breakfast across from a boy who loves you more than anything. And then you see the annoyed glint in his eye — you hadn’t immediately answered his question — and you come crashing back to bitter reality. 

“I-” You start, then stop, unsure of how to phrase the question into a compliment, that way Jungkook is more likely to give you what you want.

“Say what you want to say, baby. You know how I hate to be kept waiting…” He gives you a shark’s smile. 

“I… I really loved all the books you gave me.” You tell him, making sure your voice is exactly the correct tone of gushing admiration.

“Really?” He replies, a pleased expression on his face as he strokes your hair back gently.

“Yes, and I- I was wondering if maybe… I could have some more?” 

His hand drifts down to rest at the hollow of your throat. It curls slightly.

“N-not that I’m not grateful-” You stammer, “B-But… I liked them all so much I read them too quickly, and now I have nothing else to do with you’re gone.” You end the statement with a playful pout, and you feel your self-loathing level up a notch. 

“Baby, you have to remember to take your time with things like that.” Jungkook grinned, standing up and getting his briefcase. You move to the door where you are supposed to administer a farewell kiss before he goes to work, just like always. 

He smiles, satisfied, before looking sideways slightly so you can get up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He reaches around to squeeze your ass quickly, smirking when you squeak in shock.

“Don’t be greedy baby, take what you’re given.” He tosses a ‘Love you!’ over his shoulder as he goes, and when you call it back the words taste sour on your tongue. You wonder if you had ever uttered those words sincerely. 

~~~~

You had been thinking Jungkook had forgotten about your request for books, so when the doorbell rings at six o clock and you answer it to see a cute delivery boy with a bundle of books tucked under his arm, you are surprised to say the least. 

“D-Delivery for Jeon Jungkook?” He stutters, and you had been expecting him to have a slightly high, nervous voice so the deep, thick drawl shocks you in more ways than one. You can feel yourself melt just looking at him. His eyes are so… innocent, just like Jungkook’s when you first saw him. His nose cutely scrunches as his blond hair — longer than Jungkook’s — falls in soft clumps over his eyes. He huffs a lopsided breath and the light strands flutter about momentarily, before settling back just where they were. You think you’ve fallen in love.

You realise you’ve been staring at him this entire time, but to be fair, he has been staring right back, and you feel yourself become flustered.

“Uh, yeah, that’s me. That’s my package.”

“Sorry ma’am,” He starts in his honey voice, before grinning. He seems to gain confidence due to your flustered state. “-but this package is addressed to a Mr Jeon Jungkook, and you certainly don’t look like a ‘Mr’.” He mutters as his eyes drag up and down your form. You are only in your nightie — Jungkook always likes it when you wear pretty, flimsy things — and this stranger’s gaze is making you blush in a way you know Jungkook wouldn’t be happy about.

“Yeah, that’s… uh, that’s my husband. Jeon Jungkook.”

“Your husband, huh?” The delivery boy does not seem put off by the mention of a husband, in fact, he seems almost spurred on by it. “And where is Mr Jeon Jungkook right now?”

“He’s working late. He would normally be back by now but he called and said he’s spending the night at the office.”

“Working late, huh?” The delivery boy repeats in that cocky drawl, and oddly enough, it reminds you of Jungkook. “You know, if I had a wife like you waiting for me to come home, I don’t know if I’d even make it out of bed long enough to go to work in the morning, let alone stay there overnight.” 

Your eyes widen as your cheeks darken, and his open, bright laughter is the nicest thing you’ve heard in months.

“What happened to the nervous delivery boy?” You spluttered indignantly, and his laughing slowed down, though his eyes were still twinkling. Just like Jungkook’s used to do.

“He relaxed when he realised you were just as affected by him as he was by you.”

“Who says I’m affected by you?” You ask boldly, and then immediately retreat a step when he moves towards you. 

“You’re giving yourself away, sweetheart.” He smirks, before advancing another step into your home. “You know… empty house… husband at work… it seems a waste not to use this opportunity.” He waggles his eyebrows at you, and you scoff, forcing him back with both hands until he is outside the door again. He lets you push him with a brow raised lazily.

“That sounded like a line from a bad porno, and I’m pretty sure Jungkook would literally kill me if he found out.” You fake a laugh, covering up your very real and valid fear that Jungkook would actually kill you.

“Jungkook’s the possessive type, huh?” 

Yes, you scream internally.

“Well, I’m pretty sure no husband would like delivery boys sleeping with their wives.”

“What about delivery boys visiting their wives during the day?”

You pause, hands floating in midair, about to take the parcel out of the delivery boy’s hands.

“Huh?”

“I could come around in the day while your husband’s at work-” He sped up when you raised your brows, “-not to do anything, or at least, anything that you’re uncomfortable with, but just to talk. I can tell you’re lonely.” You scoff and roll your eyes, ignoring the fact that he’s absolutely correct. You turn back to him, ready to decline his offer, when you see his puppy eyes. Your resolve crumbles.

“I don’t know,” You had no way of telling what punishments Jungkook would submit you to if he found out. He didn’t even let you talk to your parents, so you could hardly imagine he’d be pleased with you chatting to young, attractive men while alone at your house.

“Come on!” The delivery boy wheedled. “He’d never know. He’s practically asking for it, he leaves you alone day after day, all you have for company are these stupid books!” A dismissive gesture to the collection of Austen, Dickens and Shakespeare you are carrying. “Aren’t you bored? Don’t you want a little excitement?”

You tiredly fumble around for an excuse.

“I don’t even know your name.”

“My name’s Taehyung.” He introduces himself promptly. “I’d like to visit you tomorrow at lunch time, if that’s alright.”

“You sure you don’t have a delivery then?” You ask hopefully.

“I don’t.”

You release a weary sigh.

“You’re going to come no matter what I say, aren’t you?” He responds with a blinding grin.

“I love that we’re learning things about each other! You can already anticipate my actions,” He starts listing off ‘facts’ on his fingers, “you know my name, I know you’re trapped in an unsatisfying marriage-”

“I’ll see you tomorrow Taehyung.” You shut the door firmly, cutting him off.

You hear a muffled ‘can’t wait!’ from the other side of the door and if you happen to blush and giggle like a lovesick schoolgirl it doesn’t matter because no one else is there and therefore it cannot be proved.

~~~~

Taehyung starts paying you regular visits. He keeps up his job obligations even when he’s off the clock, bringing you food that Jungkook wouldn’t let you eat, newspapers since Jungkook doesn’t let you know what was going on in the outside world, and even snapshots of his day. 

Taehyung is an aspiring photographer. He has a small apartment outside of the city and an obsession with strawberries and a dog called Yeontan. He has a life, a life that you are desperately beginning to yearn for. Taehyung tells you once that he wishes he could take a photo of you outside, because he knows this perfect spot — a field full of wildflowers and sunshine that would compliment your beauty perfectly — and you burst into tears. 

You tell him, as he rocks you gently in his arms, that you are trapped by Jungkook. That you hate your husband more than anything. That you can’t remember the last time you felt the sun on your skin. And so, quietly, carefully, the two of you begin to plot.

It is not as simple as calling the police. Jungkook has enough money that there is no crime he cannot buy his way out of, no officer he cannot bribe into submission. No, you have to disappear completely. You begin passing along your possessions to Taehyung so he can take them back to his place, gradually, so that Jungkook doesn’t notice you are withdrawing from his life one pair of shoes at a time. 

You daren’t risk taking any money of Jungkook, but Taehyung tells you it isn’t a problem, which is slightly strange since you know Taehyung must have quit his delivery boy job so that he could see you every day, and surely he could do with some extra cash. You tell yourself it’s sweet that he doesn’t care about material things, he just cares about you.

“What are these?” Jungkook asks one morning, when he is greeted not with eggs sunny side up and a kiss, but a stack of papers.

“A divorce contract.” You tell him, trying to ignore the waver in your voice. He only raises an eyebrow at you, and you blanch.

You had been expecting yelling, threats, maybe even violence. Taehyung had begged you to just leave without a trace, and abandon Jungkook to his own horrid life of loneliness, but you just can’t do that, even if it is the safer option. There is still a small, pathetic part of you that clings to the idea of Kookie, the boy with wire-rimmed glasses and carefree smiles who always accepted your help with questions he couldn’t answer. Even though you know that side of him is now long-dead, if it ever even existed in the first place.

However, Jungkook is currently subverting all of your expectations. He sits there calmly, leafing through the papers.

“These don’t make any sense.” He remarks. You attempt to snatch them back, but he holds them out of your reach.

“Yes, well, I wasn’t really expecting you to read them.” You reply, embarrassed. The fake contract had been your idea, a way of telling Jungkook you wanted a divorce without actually saying the words. Of course, you had expected him to fling them into the fire, or something equally as dramatic, not read through them carefully and snort at all the typos. 

“I understand.” He declares eventually. “You want my attention, so you’re pretending that you want to leave me. Very funny, baby.”

“That’s not true!” You burst out, cheeks burning. “I am leaving you, divorce contract or not.” 

“Hush, baby, you know I don’t like it when you lie.” Jungkook purrs, his eyes burning dangerously.

“I don’t care what you like anymore, Jungkook.” You respond, suddenly furious, “I’ve spent so many years as your wife, being terrified by you, being controlled and miserable. Now I’ve got Taehyung, and I’m finally happy! I love him, Jungkook, not you. I’m leaving.” 

You turn away and storm to the door, but hesitate when you hear Jungkook chuckle.

“If you think you are liberating yourself by going to Kim Taehyung… you are wrong, baby.” 

“H-How do you know his family name?” You ask, fear starting to invade your mind.

“I know a lot of things about Mr Kim,” Jungkook spits, and his anger starts to bleed through. “He is not who you think he is, baby. Are you sure you want to go?” His patronising tone is the last straw for you. 

“I’d rather die than stay here with you.”

“Who knows, baby, Mr Kim might just fulfil your wish.” You blanch again, hesitating with your hand on the lock, a breath away from freedom.

“Y-You’re just trying to scare me.” You stutter, and you hear him sigh behind you.

“No, baby, I’m trying to warn you, but you insist on being so, so dumb. I don’t like to see you hurt, remember? But, if this will teach you a lesson about how lucky you are to have me, I guess I’ll have to let you go. Just remember, baby, when you’re with him and it’s not all you expect it to be, I will be coming for you.” As he speaks, he rises from his seat and moves across the room until he is right behind you, his breath ghosting on the back of your neck as you stubbornly refuse to turn, hand still poised on the latch.

“I’m not coming back.” You whisper, and you feel a huff of laughter against your neck.

“No, baby, I’ll rescue you, and take you back. I promise, you’ll be counting the days until you’re in my arms again.”

~~~~

Jungkook watches from the window as your harried form disappears into the distance. Cursing softly to himself, he turns on his phone and pulls up a number he is loathe to possess. 

“So, she left you, huh?” A cocky voice drawls across the line.

“Shut it, Kim.” Jungkook snaps, “She’s still my wife, she still belongs to me.”

“Oh? You didn’t sign the divorce papers?”

“Yes, very funny by the way, Kim. ‘I hereby announce that Kim Taehyung has been our mother’s favourite from the moment of his conception.’ You should’ve become a comic instead of a criminal.” Jungkook reads a line from the fake files. 

“Well, I could say the same to you, baby brother, allowing your wife to leave you like this. It’s the funniest thing I’ve heard in years.”

“Half-brother.” Jungkook growls. “And she hasn’t left me.”

“The tracker I planted on her begs to differ.”

“She’s just…” Jungkook huffs, “Confused.”

“No, she’s just got good taste, obviously.”

“You really are pathetic, stealing your little brother’s toys like this, hyung.” Jungkook taunts. “Soon, very soon, I’m going to come and get her back. I better not find her too broken when I get there.” 

Jungkook hangs up, mutters a curse under his breath, and then starts planning the inevitable gang war he’s going to have to embroil himself in because his wife can’t keep her damn legs closed.

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[kazuwhora]

Hi! I saw a post from someone I’m following ask for a tokyo rev matchup from you and you were so accurate and descriptive with it?? I love stuff like this so I’d like to ask for one too if you’re willing! A tokyo rev matchup pls!

my name is risa! She/her pronouns!

My personality type is a mix of INTP/INFP. idk if that’s possible but a test I took had both as the results and when I read the description of both types, I think I might have their characteristics? If having two mbti personality types isn’t possible then I think I lean more towards INFP!

As for my zodiac: Leo sun, Taurus moon, Scorpio rising.

My core personality is like really quiet, analytical, and observational, especially around strangers and acquaintances. When I interact with people, I’m really good with respecting their boundaries and feelings. Kind of a people pleaser too, and I’m awkward as hell with people outside of my family and my best friend. My values are trying to be a good person I guess? and my comfort and happiness. I think my love language is touch, words, and acts of service :)

I’m 5’3 with black hair and glasses. Im also on the bigger side with little curves 😭 like I got small boobs and my butts kinda flat but it’s wide? And I’ve got some thick thighs. I wonder who in Tokyo revengers has a thing for thick thighs.

I love reading, fanfics, manga, webtoons, or actual books. I also love watching movies, drives, and listening to music!

What I look for in a partner is just someone who loves me, is nice to me, and takes care of me kinda? Like not overboard but they look out for me.

I’d like kinky and dark nsfw (im over 18 btw!) and fluffy, soft sfw! You can just name a few headcanons you can see them doing with me here if I’m asking for too much!

Thank you!

hi risa!!!! im so glad you enjoy my content and thank you for sending a request <3

it's definitely possible to have traits of two mbti types- it just means you have a healthy functioning habits between the two aspects that differ!

I think you and mitsuya would make a perfect match!

personality and desire wise, mitsuya is a really good match for you! he really gets you and gets the things that make you tick, and he'll never push you too far out of your comfort zone. he's exactly what you're looking for. his relationship with his sisters means he knows how to take care of others, but he's distant and secure enough to give you space when you need it. he's excellent at reading you, and you'll never have to ask him to give you a little breather. that being said, he is extremely protective of you when it comes to any gang related activity. no way you are not getting into that world he will make sure of it until the day he dies. he just doesn't see the need for tainting his escape from that world which you very much are. and that's why he loves you! you never push his boundaries and beg him for information on what's going on with his friends, and you never poke and prod at that part of his life. you trust him, and he is so thankful for it that he makes up for the lost time tenfold.

mitsuya has ALWAYS struck me as a boy who likes them thick. he LOVES everything about you and much like a couple others in the series, he is handsy af with you. expect mitsuya to beg you to sit on his face. he wants all the contact and all of you and he wont take no for an answer (unless of course you're seriously saying no mitsuya is a man of consent dw) god he will go CRAZY if you wear a garter for him. he'll be drooling and unable to focus on anything you say because he'll be too mesmerized by how fucking HOT you look like that. this man is a fashion designer, so of course he's going to be going crazy with buying you lingerie because he just loves to see you in anything like that. but because he is a sweet boy he'll always ask if ur comfortable wearing things for him and he might also ask rly nicely if you would wear it out in public under your regular clothes so he can think about that while he's out 👅

he has a praise kink, but a praise kink where he wants to praise tf out of you for being so damn hot like go girl you got him in the bag. as far as kinky goes since that was a little fluffy nsfw, mitsuya is rly into bondage and rope play. he loves seeing you tied up for him like the good girl you are. mitsuya also strikes me as someone who is really into wax and sensory play- removing your sense of sight so you don't know what's coming as he drips hot wax down your chest paying extra attention to your nipples, then trailing the wax down your body until it runs out. his favourite part is removing it, mostly bc he gets to touch you and watch the way your sensitive body responds to his touch alone after being grazed by the wax. mitsuya loves it, he really does.

#EEPPPPPP #mitsuya is so sweet

[property-of-san]

hey im curious what are your kinks?-cumslut anon

Lmao I thought you called me a cumslut for a second. Which is one of my kinks soo eheh.

But if you want to know.. it might be a v long list and uh.. Trigger warning in advance for r-p- and be*ting! A reminder that I am a fucked up whore and this might be heavy for some of you.

I like bdsm. So being a submissive or a slave. Pretty self explaining I guess. I would also like this to be a life style. Where my partner ad I have this exchange of power even outside the bedroom. Of course I am still my own human and at the end of the day they do not own me. But decisions like "what's for dinner" or "where are we going?" and stuff like that are all up to them. No matter how small it may seem, it has big effects.

I like being humilated or degraded just in any way tbh. Call me a whore and humiliate me for even liking it to be called a whore.

Size kink. I'm literally 151cm so easily dominated. Take advantage of me, throw me around, lift me up.

Choking. Like I said; lift me up.by my fking throat please. (No I am dead serious. If my spouse is strong enough, I would want them to actually lift me up by choking me.)

Waterboarding. For ppl that don't know, waterboarding is when you shove someone's head underwater and keep them there for a good couple seconds before pulling them up again. It's an actual torture method :)

Bullying. This is more of a fantasy. It plays out in a school setting where I am bullied and humiliated in sexual ways

Wedgies. This one may seem weird (as if the others weren't lmao) it kind of adds to the bully one but this one can also just be used anywhere.

Fear. Make me scared, make me trembled and wonder what you'll do next. Make me regret my actions

Power play/dominance. Show me who's in charge without doing anything. Jusy a simple glare will keep me in place if i'm acting out even a bit.

Watersport. Techinally either I drink your piss or you make me piss myself and drink my own piss. :) that's it. Let me be your toilet.

Taken advantage of. Like I said, i'm small. So I would love to just be used and taken advantage of. I'm way too small and weak to defend myself anyways

Next ones can be triggering!

B*ating. I love the idea of just being beaten. Slapped in the face and made to cry and sob. Beg for them to stop but all I get is another smack. I also love stomach punches. Ye..

R-p-. This is my darkest one I think. I love the idea of being raped. Walking home alone and just being grabbed and fucked on the hard ground. It's fucking twisted but I can't help it and I have no idea where it even came from. I know many victims have this kink too as it helps them cope and take control of their fears. But I personally haven't had such an experience.

There is some more but those are physically impossible sooooo :) [pls don't leave me now that you know this omg]

#i can smell you all unfollowing

[bumblebeeskies]

𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧!

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: in which a boy who has a metal arm and a girl with bad lungs fall in love, even though they shouldn’t.

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: patient! bucky barnes x patient! fem oc

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: mentions of blood. 

𝙖/𝙣: this took me so long to write and i’m very happy with the results so pls give ya girl some support :) i’m actually super excited to write this one, so buckle up partners, this is going to be a roller coaster. this will be like the movie “five feet apart” but with my own little twist! hope you enjoy and feedback is always welcomed! also thank you @go-romanoff, @eh-applejuice, @marvelmorvel for supporting me, y’all are the best.

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 1,240

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The iodoform smell of the hospital room is strong, burning her nose as she sits on the rather uncomfortable mattress they had provided for her. It’s distinctive, overpowering as its chemical aroma hovers about. She should be used to it, really. The familiar phenolic and sterile scent is something she’s used to.

Ellie fiddles with a small photograph; over and over she flips it, staring at the faces upon it. Her fingertips graze against the photo softly, tracing the outlines. A sudden wave of homesickness rushes over her.

It was taken a long, long time ago - pre-diagnosis. There she stood, ten-year-old Ellie next to her older brother, Jamie, who had just turned twelve that day. He had begged their mother to take them to the beach - how could she refuse when it was his birthday? Oh, what a happy day that was. If Ellie thought hard enough, she could hear the humming of the ocean’s waves, or the smell the salty breeze that fanned against her cheek. Feel the golden hues of sand between her toes every time she walked. Those memories brought a sad smile upon her lips.

Ellie ponders, often way too much, what it would be like to have healthy functioning lungs. Because if she had such a lovely thing, she wouldn’t be stuck in a patients room all alone on a Friday night. She could be with friends or family, or just enjoying life, not from such an insensate room that felt suffocating.

There is a knock on the door and Ellie abruptly shoves the photograph under her pillow for it not to be seen. Claire - one of the few nurses that take care of her - burst in, a beaming expression setting on her face. Ellie wishes, oh so desperately, that she could be as ecstatic as the middle-aged woman.

“Hey dear, got a couple things for you.” She holds a pudding cup in one hand and two pills in the other. She gestures for Ellie to take them, and she does. Ellie puts the blue pills into the pudding, mixing them around; it was easier this way.

Claire eyes her solely, crossing her arms. “Where is your nose cannula and why isn’t it on?” Ellie takes a mouthful of the pudding, shrugging. Claire sighs. “how many times do I have to tell you to put that on? It’s serious!”

“Look, I’ll put it in right now.” Grabbing the all too familiar oxygen tube, Ellie adjusts it comfortably behind her ears, setting the tubes in. Claire hums in approvable.

“Keep that in for the rest of the night, young lady. I’ll be back to check on that iv drip later.” With a stern look, Claire is about to leave the room, but she stops without warning, glancing back.

“Oh, and one more thing, Remy told me to tell you to text him back. He’s having a crisis, again.” With that, she leaves. Ellie laughs to herself and takes one more bite of pudding.

Remy - a best friend ever since Ellie was a child - knew what it was like to feel imprisoned inside a hospital room all day. And if Ellie could, she would burst into his room and sit besides him, but she knew she couldn’t. Because if she did, both Remy and she would be exposed and that wouldn’t be good.

Cf was a thief and it took everything.

As if on cue, Ellie’s phone dings, and it doesn’t take her a moment to guess who it is.

remy:)🌸: hey you didn’t text me back! guess who has bronchitis again? this bitch!

Ellie giggles at that and instantly responds;

ellie🧚���♀️: im sorry :( want me to stop by and bring snacks? i need to get out anyways

another ding, signaling that he has replied;

remy:)🌸: nah b im good, imma crash. you should still get out though, being stuck inside the hospital room isn’t good for your health bby!! nighty night!

He was right, though. If Ellie stayed cooped up in the dull patient's room any further, she would lose her mind.

Truth be told, she was nervous about staying here for a month. Yes, she had known about her lungs not working normally as others but when she found out that her lung function decreased, well, that scared the shit out of her. Waiting years for a new set of lungs was tiring, and unless some miracle happens where her cf magically disappeared, then she wouldn’t have to worry about whether she was going to wake up the next day.

But with Remy alongside her, and on the same boat, she gets through it, somehow.

Ellie decides to get out, and it’s not long before she’s up and moving. Picking up the portable oxygen tank at her bedside, she pulls the strap over her shoulder comfortably. Next, she grabs her medical mask, it is light pink, and she pulls it over her nose. One last thing; a pair of light blue gloves to cover her hands. A precaution.

Walking out into the large hallway, she grins as she noticed a teeny drawing of a rose taped to the outside of a half-opened door, an overturned hydro flask keeping it open slightly. She draws a heart on the dry erase board Remy has hung outside the door, to let him know she had stopped by, before taking off down the hall toward the doors that’ll lead to the main part of the hospital.

She’ll have to take the elevator, down to the b wing, across the bridge into building 1, and straight down to the nicu.

Ellie knew the hospital as well as the house she grew up in. After spending days, months, and years staying in emergency rooms, she was ought to discover her new home from home. every winding corridor, hidden staircase, or secret shortcut, explored over and over again.

Before Ellie can open another set of double doors, it opens by itself - a group of nurses and doctors wheeling in a man who is covered in large amounts of blood. Immediately, she pushes herself against the wall to avoid bumping into them. She can’t help but watch as they all scramble to get him inside a room - most likely the operation room - yelling inaudible sentences to each other.

Ellie’s breath hitches at the sight of the blood.

Not much she can catch, but the one thing she spots the most is the where his left arm should be intact, but there is simply nothing but thick, gushing blood seeping out the wound. A nurse did his best to put pressure, but it didn’t stop the red substance from oozing out.

Ellie races back to her room, shutting the door with haste. She pulls her mask down, doing her best to slow down her rapid breathing. She had to control it because if she didn’t, her lungs wouldn’t know how to cope.

Taking one last deep breath, she peels her gloves off, setting them onto her metal tray, then the mask next. She crawls into bed, pulling her covers over her body, trying her best to get comfortable.

She wants to sleep. She wants to be able to close her eyes without seeing the previous events that just had occurred only five minutes ago. Every time her eyelids shut, the same scene of flowing blood appears and she shifts on the bed in discomfort.

That night, Ellie didn’t sleep, a one-armed stranger stuck on her mind.

#bucky barnes #marvel #the avengers #bucky barnes fic #the winter solider fanfiction #patient!buckybarnes #bucky x oc #bucky x original female character #james buchanan barnes

[heesgf]

studying w/ lee byounggon!

hello cutest ppl of the world!!! here is a present for u <3 and pls read my scenario for bad boy gon!! or soft blurb gon

studying w/ lee byounggon                                                                                    (a bad idea)

OK SO you and byounggon have AP biology together, and somehow, by the grace of GOd himself, you’ve made it to the end of the year

It’s time for ur final exam!!! yay!!  because u can finally peace TF out of that class, but aww :’(( bc you have a final exam with 100 multiple choice  and 10 written questions 😔

some of ur ap bio shenanigans have included:

byounggon reading multiple questions OUT LOUD while you are writing the test and he literally doesn’t even notice

Like he just does it so naturally??? you’ll be side eyeing him through the divider that separates your desks

in your head, you’ll be like “AHEMMMM at LEAST read out the answers too damn ...”

He does not read out the answers :/

even tho it can be kind of off-putting, his voice is rlly deep and soothing!!!! so honestly it kind of helps your test anxiety

......but u will never admit that... he would have too much power

you and byounggon once made an animal cell out of rice krispy treats & candy

you guys left the project to the very last minute because collectively u have one brain cell

U guys started building but then u ate so much candy, you ended up puking🤮

After u had released the #barf, you and byounggon choose to cuddle up on the couch and u just chill for a couple hours

Somehow u convinced him to watch bird box????? He was DYING!!!

But it’s ok bc ur the Best Significant Other Ever and you used imdb to research every possible death scene!! and u gave him a solid 3 second warning every time

ONE TIME u were just a little bit off and he watched something a lil gruesome

U lost ur abiliity to hear from the scream that he released

“im never watching a movie with you AGAIN!”

“i said i was SORRY sodfjsdiofjsdio”

He complained for so long but then you promised you’d make it up to him with some kisses and he was like.... “hehehe ok im down”

a whole baby!!!!!

Its around 11pm now!! You and gon are cuddling on the couch, and it’s so warm, and cute, and wholesome <333

Ur running ur fingers through his soft hair and playing with his fingers; he’s just calmly humming and loving every minute of this

u start to close ur eyes and u feel kinda sleepy, so you lay your head on byounggon’s chest and just nestle in

you’re about to say “goodnight chief” and call it a night

But something feels off?

u suddenly shoot TF up and your mind is racing and ur like “thE PROJECT  !!”, real movie type shit

Ur trying not to LOSE UR MIND while byounggon is just snoring away... his arms are wrapped so tightly around u, and ur mind is still 23% asleep

honestly... maybe u should just lean back into his chest and fall asleep....

But then ur guilt complex is like ‘NO the pROJECT’

U want to wake him up but Byounggon: has left the chat

You start poking at his cheek erratically, and when he FINALLY wakes up, he’s all mumbley and tired and CUTE

U break the tragic news to him and now you’re both contemplating mental breakdowns

For the next 6 hours you guys are DEDICATED to this project

U show up to school the next morning with ur masterpiece:

(yall i rlly made that shit, respect me)

your eyes are SO unbelievably red, and for some reason, ur hair has marshmallow fluff in it????? u have to convince byounggon not to eat that shit on four separate occasions

“It looks yummy”

“PLS restrain urself”

So ur looking a little bit busted, but still cute, bc ur BEAUTIFUL nd sexy

SOMEHOW byounggon still looks perfect???? He looks like he’s just been rejuvenated by 10 hours of sleep; his skin is glowing and his eyes are twinkling... #unfair

when u guys show up to class, your teacher is sO happy with your project!!!!

but then she takes one look at you and she’s like, “(y/n) can i talk to you for a minute pls?”

“ uhh yeah ok, sure!!”

U think she’s about to tell you that she’s so proud of you both for coming up with such a creative idea, and for doing such a good job with the materials u used, but then she’s like:

“(y/n) ur eyes are so red”

ur kinda :’((( bc u think she’s about to scold you for pulling an allnighter...she’s a mama bear

“Pls stop smoking before class it’s rlly inappropriate”

Ur mouth is dropped WIDE open and byounggon is in the corner, snickering the sleep deprivation away: u want to kILL HIM!

Honestly, ur so shook, u kinda just stand there in silence while your teacher just shakes her head and does one of those “tsk tsk tsk” things and walks away

When u go back to ur desk, byounggon is like, “yea (y/n), u should rlly stop smoking at school, it’s super rude and honestly kind of distract-”

The look u give him makes him shut UP IMMEDIATELY

but then he just cranes his long arms around ur waist and smiles into the crook of ur neck and he’s like: “baby im sorry i love u”

So wholesome :’))))

Ur choked up?? And after all that work, a little bit delirious? U lean back into him and tilt ur head to the side so he can kiss u

when he pulls away he gives u this rlly uneven smirk

“even if u smoke before class”

“RUN AWAY RIGHT NOW OR IM GONNA [redacted]”

A couple weeks later, u guys have to do this lab on human heart rate and metabolism

bc byounggon is ur deskmate, he’s also ur lab partner (unfortunately)

Byounggon is RLLY SMART, but honestly u guys are just rlly unproductive when ur together bc u just want to. . .. hug him (relatable)

For one part of the lab, somebody needs to stick their hand into ice water while the other person monitors their heart rate

Byounggon REALLY passionately wants to be the one to dunk his hand in the water tank and ur just like “lmao ok calm down”

HIS HAND HAS BEEN IN THE ICE WATER FOR THREE MINUTES

@ this point, ur concerned x 3493049304930

He’s just like: “im FINE it’s FINE, keep going”

His eyes are TWITCHING

U have to forcefully yank his hand out of the water because he literally will NOT??? why is he like this

But it’s ok bc u warmed up his hand with lots hand holding and sweet lil kisses <333333

overall, bio have been a WILD ride, but byounggon has made it so much more enjoyable,,, and u guys love each other lots,,, (y/n) and byounggon for cutest couple 2k19  😘

Okay so now for the studying!!!

byounggon kind of had to beg to get you to study with him at the library

but that’s only because every time u study with him, u dont retain SHIT, bc ur too busy drooling over his jawline

U wanted to be rlly strict and firm so you could actually be well prepared!!!! But when he started whining and hugging on you,,,, what wEre you SUppOSED to DO?!?

So NOW, u and gon are at the library

U make him sit across from u

Because the lord knows, if he’s sitting next to, he will not stop kissing ur face and u RLLY need to do some learning!!! Studious Queen

twelve minutes into mitosis and chill, byounggon is pouting and using his biology textbook as a pillow

Literally byounggon is the kind of guy that looks like he’d be a rlly messy student, but he will take one look at the textbook, and get a 96%

So ofc, he’s like... “studying... who’s she?”

He’s just staring at you

In this moment, u look SO CUTE, bc ur head is burried in your book, and ur hair is adorably messy, and ur eyebrows are scrunched together bc ur rlly focused

Ur the cutest thing he ever saw?????

“Gon,,, baby u have to stop staring at me,, i can’t concentrate”

He’s so GOOFY

“im noooooooooot”

(he totally is)

It’s been about two hours?? Byounggon took a power nap, and u reviewed everything u possibly could,,, now u just want byounggon to hum u to sleep

byounggon is POWERED UP (stream power up by red velvet)  from his nap and he’s very, very, very giddy

And a lil clingy bc u haven’t cuddled him today yet :/

He’s been saying “mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell” for about 8 minutes,,, u would throw ur bag of hot cheetos at him but he’s just too pretty

He’s laughing AT HIMSELF

Ur shaking ur head and laughing at him too

The librarian POPS UP out of literally nowhere?? She looks at byounggon playing candy crush on his phone and she’s like “SHHHHHHHHHH!!! young man! you are being so disrespectful! this place is for students to study! U need to leave immediately”

She’s about to point her finger at you too, but then:

“Ma’am i’ve never seen this boy in my whole life” 😜

Byounggon is Taken Aback™

He rlly can’t believe u just did that

U start laughing so hard bc PAYBACK

But his mind is just thinking.. . “top ten worst anime betrayals of all time”

The librarian is so annoyed with both of you she just turns around and mumbles something like “stupID KIDS”

U have to lug byounggon outside bc now he’s #embarrassed bc of the librarian, and #hurt because u threw him under the bus

He’s still pretending to be upset by the time u guys make it back to his house, and u have to give him all sorts of compliments to make everything okay again

“ur chin.... is straight SEXY”

“i think it’s cute that u eat bananas with sriracha”

“i, for one, like the screams you make when we watch horror movies”

THE COMPLIMENTS ARE SO STUPID BUT FOR SOME REASON HE’S BLUSHING???? blushy babyyyyy 💖

u conclude with a veryyyy sweet kiss on his lips

let’s just say... he forgives u

THE NEXT DAY!!! It’s time for ur exam omgomg :’))))))

byounggon finishes that shit in 26 minutes and somehow ends up getting a 92%

it took u a solid 48 minutes and u ended up with a nice and spicy 90%

he gets the better mark bc he’s god Lee Byounggon??? U will never understand bc he rlly doesn’t even try.... U can’t relate

But it’s ok

Because he’s the cutest thing to ever exist in the world, and even if he makes u the most unproductive person in existence, u love him more than anything <333

And he loves u bby!!!!!

the librarian, on the other, loves neither of u 😔 ......

THE END ! ! ! !

i love u all!! and thank u for ur support!! hit like if u feel bad for the librarian  😔

#ygtb #ygtb scenario #yg treasure box #PLS POST #byounggon scenario

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abo anon. imagine the omegas bois about to join their alpha during their rut for the first time & they think they're gonna get straight up pounded but instead alpha eats them out wildly & later admits that nothing pleases them more than tasting them as they listen to them gasp & pant & moan.

wow abo anon coming here knowing full well what i like,,,,crying just by thinking about RK900 bc honestly this man is weak af for his alpha but no, all he’s gonna get is be the take-out of the week he’ll enjoy it a LOT not gonna lie but he’ll also be midly annoyed bc hello??? you’re in a rut?? no?? his data says you’re not supposed to behave like this?? are you holding back or just playing with him?? still he gets turned on when you say such things and,,,, makes a mental note of being very vocal when you’re in an intimate moment, he’ll even describe in details how you’re making him feel/what you’re doing if you like itconnor is UGH he loves every moment of it an alpha that actually likes to hear his omega moaning for so long?? he could cry bc you guessed it he’s a very talkative baby but UGH the tease you’re putting him thru he’d buckle his hips begging you to stop because please? please? knot? gib knot?? please? PRETTY PLEASE?? HE LIKES IT??60 is honestly made for someone that doesn’t mind spending half of his rut making him pant and overheat so much they have to stop or he’ll reboot he doesn’t mind AT ALL trust me but he’ll return double the favour otherwise he’d feel super guilty about it he wants his alpha to feel good too“tell me!! how!! to spoil!! my bois!!” is the biggest MOOD ever fuck60: his nests are a big X he’s not good at doing them and he gets p fidgety maybe you won’t like it? or you’ll say it’s good just to make him happy? maybe it’s actually very uncomfortable?? he hates doing nests for these and other reasons so the best thing to do is him choosing fabrics/blankets/old clothes with both of your scents on and you helping putting them in the right place, it won’t be perfect and in the back of his mind he’ll get a bit distressed but a big pro is that it’s unique, it has his & his alpha’s taste, it’s cute and if he gets to cuddle with you in it it’s okay he supposes. his fav kissing spot is his nape near his usb port he melts in a literal second, gently caressing him there too!! every type of cuddle is fine really! his fav position is on top when he’s in heat because he can still sort of control what’s going to happen but he really likes to be the little spoon while being knotted and afterwards. he’s a sweet baby so he needs a sweet alpha, someone who won’t get mad at him and has a big sense of humor, he loves jokes so mhh also someone who’s a bit on the adventurous side he loves to be outside! what does he wanna hear? praises. like, a lot. and dirty talk. he loves to use heavy dirty talk and doesn’t mind if his partner uses it too (but he’s p insecure so light dirty talk for him thnx). ps. try ropes/sensory deprivation with him pls,,,, not gonna regret it.connor: this man has graduated from nests’ college honestly,,,, a perfectionist, his nests are to die for HOW the fuck does he even make you feel so relaxed??? a mystery. he won’t asks you anything except for yours fuzzy sweaters, the rest is personally hand picked and it might be weird if you analyze it individually but he knows what he’s doing. kisses mhh inner thighs & face. fav position? his alpha on top and him down,,,, but he loves to be on his alpha’s chest and hug them when knotted,,,, he might lightly doze off and snore, heaven. he’s still himself so he was made to mix with humans so everyone’s fine. he can adapt. AGAIN: praises. just that. doesn’t need anything else.RK900: fuck him honestly because he’s super spoiled in this AU okay my man needed some much deserved cuddles. so his nests are rather minimalistic, black, white, gray, blankets, some pockets where you can store already approved snacks and YOUR things obv that’s the big part he can’t sleep easy without your scent so uhh?? fav spot to kiss? his abdomen & his back. fav position? whatever feels good i think but sometimes he wants to ride. while knotted he loves to hug his alpha but he also wants to be able to get cuddles so it’s both of you on one side, facing each other, kissing plenty. needs a VERY patient alpha this boy’s pretty jelly & needy. what does he wants to hear? that you’re good and you love him. also that you’re going to fucking eat your greens.omegas: connor doesn’t mind it but he much prefers when it’s his alpha riding his face his favourite pastime IM NOT JOKING this baby loves to be mouthknotted plus his tongue is?? ugh not going into details he’s a kinky shit but you get the hint60 likes it more than he should it’s fun & if his alpha likes it too where’s the cons?? there’s noneRK900 is a brat sometimes so ugh yep totally his thing if you ask me but it’s more of a treat so it’s not an everyday eventalphas: connor loves it,,,, sm,,,, always tongue thing but gosh his omega moaning above him? he’s going to crash from the pleasure60′s really happy if his omega likes it, he’s more of a fan of doing other things but not a problem at allRK900 weak af android found dead in detroit bc he adores his omega too much and them riding his face is bliss android heaven? never heard of it until NOWFUCK DOES HE SOUNDS CUTE ALLRIGHT!!!!!! love himhe’s p embarrassed like “you know,,,, if you have other things to do it’s fine just,,,, im really hot rn so,,, mhh” how can you say no to this little thing begging for your affectionhe has the prettiest moans and he’s so soft,,,, he feels like a cloud and aftercare is where’s the best at(him clinging because he wants his alpha to knot him more and cuddle? that’s,,,, that’s all i want in the world)DARE YOU? yep you dare.as soon as 60′s confident with his partner he gets super uneasy without them so uhh?? no?? heat without alpha?? big red warning he literally pleads you to let him call he needs to hear your voice and maybe if you have time whisper some things to him and hear him come while on the phone BUT please cuddle him a lot when you come home he’s lonelyconnor’s annoyed mostly, pouting because that was not the deal :( now he’s all alone what’s he’s supposed to do???? okay FINE he will play with some toys/videos but you’re going to give him extra attention next time he wants to have sexRK900 can i say it one more time? HE’S NEEDY WTF no no leave alone esp during heat it must be a life or death thing or he will get very grumpy for two whole days no not even overstimulating the heck out of him will work no wait maybe that’ll work just fine but lots of kisses and cuddles too or you can sleep on the couch baby

#DBH #dbh abo #dbh a/b/o #dbh omegaverse

[hunbomb]

dating jaehyun!!

hONESTLY IM NOT EVEN GONNA GO IN ORDER WITH THE REQUESTS RN...

sorry guys, but i will only write for the ones i have inso. for. 

its not that i don't want to write the others, but i don't have any ideas to keep the au going

- dating jaehyun is like dating a pizza pocket

- soft and squishy on the outside, but steaming hot n slightly gross on the inside

- thats exactly how u and jaehyun met actually

- y'all were at the school cafeteria y’know the usual 

- and u go to the nasty microwave to warm up ur pizza pocket

- buT noPE jeffrey from california buts u in line

- “uhm excusE mE u butted me?? i was in line before you??”

- “hhehha so? i need to warm up my lunch”

- “bIHH mOve beFOre i bUst YO aSS and turn it into a lumpy piece of poo”

- honestly jaehyun thought you were the weirdest kid ever

- tbh u were

- anYWay

- from that moment on, jaehyun found you EVERYWHERE

- in the library? he see’s u

- in the gym? he see’s u

- in the grocery store? he see’s u

- “stoP STALKING ME JFC ALL I DID WAS BUT U IN LINE NOT LIKe i kiLLED sOMEONE”

- “boi calm yo tits its not my fault even,,,you always appear after me, so technically ur stalking me”

- he hates u

- but likes u at the same time

- honestly jeffrey didn't evEn know

- aight so in science class one day

- y'all were assigned as seat partners 

- JEAHYUN DIDNT EVEN KNOW YOU WERE IN HIS SCIENCE CLASS

- low-key he was happy cause he could bug u

- and tease u

- “wow arent you happy we sit beside each other???for the rest of the year???”

- “rEST OF THE YEAR FUCC” - you

- time skip 2 months

- jaehyun and u have a pre decent friendship

- always teasing each other ya know

- “ewW jAEhyUN geT yO sweATy ass away from me”

- “its not my fault I'm hot ;)”

- “wha-that wasn't the right context- honestly i give up”

- yo but jaehyun has a huge crush on u

- like hUgE

- one of those crushes where u tease ur crush and make fun of them idek why

- anyway so jaehyun likes u rite

- and one day the science teacher decided y'all were not a good match and wanted to move u

- bUT JAEHYUN LITERALLY BEGGED RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE CLASS NOT TO MOVE U GUYS

- “pls,,, you can't,,, i like her :(”

- u choked on ur spit

- ur teacher choked on their spit

- your class choked on their spit

- bitch when??? i was such a mofo to u (your thoughts)

- honestly though, u weren't complaining cause u liked him back

- so like the teacher decided not to move u cause

- “young love”

- and jaehyun asked u out right.there

- right.in. front. of. the. whole. class

- “will u do me the greatest honour and date me?”

- ‘jaehyun get off ur knees this isnt a proposal for marriage”

- “not yet ;)”

- ya but u do accept his love

- jaehyun likes kisses

- not pecks on ur forehead,cheek or nose

- he likes long, sensual kisses (yALL IT TOOK ME LIK 8 MINS TO WRITE THAT WITHOUT CRINGING)

- jaehyun treasures u, it may not sam like it cause he is always annoying you  but he truly believes that u r the one. 

- he once faceted u at 2am cause he “missed your face” 

- “jaehyu n we saw each other today and we have school tmrw jfc”

- total babe

- first date story time

- he wanted to make it special so he invited you over to the dorm and cooked his favourite meal for u

- then accidentally burnt himself

- and then set the heat alarm off

- and then burnt the meat

- hONestLy jAeHyuN

- its gucci though, cause you saved the day

- and y'all ended up ordering in pizza and watching netflix

- sometimes he texts u the weirdest things

- like he sent u a text a 1am saying

- “hey baby girl look out yo window, rapunzel is here for u”

- “jaehyun are you dumb? rapunzel is the princess”

- ou didn't look out the window just for that tbh

- so jaehyun had to climc up ur wall and through your window

- its ok though cause y'all cuddled

- omg jaehyun loves to cuddle

- he likes spooning you and leaving little butterfly kisses on ur neck

- speaking of which.....

- MAKING OUT WITH JAEHYUN IS HARDCORE MAN

- HE DOESNT EVEN CARE ABOUT HOW MANY HICKEYS HE LEAVES

- he likes being all rough n roamy ;)))))))

- speaking of which x2.....

- JAEHYUN SEXY TIME FUCHFHDJ

- honestly, he kinky as heLL

- anD doesnt even care

- he likes to try out new things

- “that look s cool can we try it”

- “no jaehyun thats nasty”

- but y'all end up trying it anyway

- bUT IT CAN BE SWEET

- OSHSKNSS SWEET SEXY TIME 

- A MUST HAVE

- moving on

- jaehyun sometimes appears behind u and whispers the weirdest pick up lines

- “if u were a booger, i’d pick u first”

- “do you like dragons? cause i’ll be dragon my ball across your face tonight ;)”

- sometimes u wonder why u agreed to date him

- your parents adore jaehyun

- they loVE HIM

- “aww sweetie when will you bring your bf again? he’s so sweet,caring,handsome,tall,perfe-”

- “y'all i gawdee”

- you're low-key jealous of him though cause so!many!people!like!him

- he always gets 92893289 gifts on his bday/valentines day 

- and u just get one 

- but its gucci cause atleast its from him!!!!!

- when jaehyuns sad, he tends to cut people off and wanna be alone 

- you get that because everyone needs space

- but then he gets all clingy and whiny

- and it throws u off cause i??thought??you??wanted??to??be??alone??

- honestly dis boi is a mystery

- but he’s your mystery <3

- jaehyun loves you so much he wouldn't trade u for anything cause he just loves u so much and suhushuhs he loves u ok

tis the end y'all

im gonna post neighbour!renjun next if i can

bye~!!

- emma

HONESTLY IM LIKE LOWKEY HALF ASSING EVERYTHING CAUS EIM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS YO SEND ME PROMPTS! but no request ok those r different things

#jung jaehyun #jung yoonoh #jeffrey #nct u #nct scenarios #nct 127 #nct jaehyun #jaehyun scenarios #kpop #kpop scenarios

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A Story to Tell pt. 2~ Thomas Jeffs x Reader

This is what nobody asked for but everyone got, a part 2. Im just kinda into this storyline, so here it is.

Part 1

word count: 1166 (woop)

Warning- some swearing, bad writing, Unedited.

Didn’t think it could get worse did you? surprise, it did.

   You walked as fast as you could manage without tripping over to the Hamilton’s house, needing to talk to Eliza immediately. Bursting in through the side door they always keep open for Phillip to come in and out from playing with his friends.

   “Eliza, you and me now,” It didn’t matter how rude this was seeming as you’ve know each other forever. She gave you a questioning look but led you into one of the spare bedrooms.

  “What happened?” she asked completely unsurprised by your sudden burst into her house as it was a reoccurring thing.

  “I met a man,” you didn’t know how vague you wanted to be about Thomas as he could have just been polite, but it could have been so much more.

   “And..?” Eliza was now completely interested, even though completely devoted to Alexander, she could always talk about men.

  “I like him more than I should,” you felt so guilty. You may not love John but you would never cheat. Eliza giggled like a young girl. “I know I shouldn’t but he was such a gentleman.”

   “Who is this lucky man to capture your guarded affections?” Eliza was nosy when it came to these things, but you were best friends and she had a right to be.

   “Im afraid that his identity shall remain a secret do spare myself of your teasing.” Eliza would mercilessly tease you about him until you did something about it which was unlikely.

   “Fine,” Eliza groaned. “Will you and John be attending the ball that Washington is holding?”

   “I will but John won’t be back from Virginia by this weekend,” you where honestly glad the longer he stayed away not having to put up with his clinginess.

   There was a loud groan and you immediately knew it was Alexander. You hadn’t seen him in so long, so you excused yourself and make your way down and into his office. You walked up behind him sitting at his desk and hugged him.

   “Hello to you too Alex,” you had missed debating with him, even though you shared similar political views.

   “Ah yes, Hello y/n, something has me completely frustrated,”Alex said obviously tired “or rather someone.”

   “Who could this poor soul be?” Anyone who got on the bad side of Alexander Hamilton would regret it.

   “A governmental lunatic but the name of Thomas Jefferson,” your breath hitched in your throat and you flushed for a second.

   “He surely can’t be that bad,” you said completely sure of yourself. Oh how wrong you were. Alexander then proceeded to tell you about all of the stupid and completely wrong political views this man had, maybe it was for the best that you could never be courted by him. Thomas happened to think the exact opposite as you did and that was frustrating.

   You left their house that night with your mind made up. You didn’t like Thomas anymore, Alex was one of the people you trusted the most and so you undoubtedly believed all the things he said about the horrid Thomas Jefferson your opinion forever changed. You now rolled your eyes at the thought of him.

   The weekend had arrived and it was time for the ball. So you put on the nicest dress you had, which was a mediocre day dress compared to what some of the ladies were wearing tonight. Anyone who was anyone was there and the only reason you were there was because of Alexander. You were dancing with everyone you could while your engagement was not yet very publicized. Dancing was your favorite, learning all the dances you could from your limited number of friends.

   You had danced so much that your shoes were worn. Unfortunately, these shoes had to last you two more months. Eliza begged you to take a break and sit down to talk with her, so you did. you two girls chatted for a while and you were having the time of you life when the worst thing happened. You didn’t notice him right at the tim you saw him, but once you did he looked at you. A staring contest went on for a while before he winked at you. He winked at you! What the nerve! You scoffed and Eliza understood what that meant.

   “I need to go dance, bye.” you just got up and left. Accepting the hand of the first stranger that asked. The dance that was beginning was a partner changing dance, And just as you thought it could get worse, it did. As Thomas Jefferson, the man himself, was now your partner for the last half of the dance.

   “Fancy seeing you here, miss. l/n,” You just scoffed. “You don’t like me anymore?” He was going to get it.

   You two started to debate for the whole rest of the dance and eventually making your way outside away from the loudness of the party.

  “How could you ever want the government to be that way,” You were enraged at his views. you’d never disagreed with anyone more.

   “its just my opinion, you don’t have to agree with it,” He made you so mad with how relaxed he was at this. You argued more it becoming continuously heated as it went along. Eventually you two were sitting on a bench all up in each others faces now arguing how to handle the french war.

   “We would be stupid to aid them in our fragile state!” He got you so worked up 

   “But we have to repay them for the aid they gave us,” he retorted. How was he so naive when it came to this? If we went into another war than our country would fall apart!

   It was extremely dark outside and the ball was starting to die down while the both of you were still deep in argument. You were back to talking about the debt from the war, still super close to each other. You were getting tired but still fired up over this long conversation. As you were talk you kept getting closer and closer lips almost touching. You were surprised that you hadn’t killed Thomas yet. Realizing how close you were the two of you just stared at each other in silence for along time, the subject of debate ceased.Thomas was the first one to speak.

   “Your beautiful when you debate,” he said 

He kissed you. 

  You didn’t stop him even though you should have. It felt so right, you grabbed on on his jacket trying to pull him as close to you as possible. The kiss was fire, as heated as the fight that came before it.

  The kiss broke when you both needed air. Just staring at each other for what felt like years. You eventually looked down at the ground deep in thought. Thomas was about to say something but you just got up and walked away, utterly confused and rendered speechless.

  How could something be wrong and right at the same time?

You made it, through my poorly writing sequel of this fanfic! Congrats!

Feedback is appreciated, and REQUEST ARE OPEN!  pls send me stuff to write..pls. Lastly, would you be interested in a third part?

Thanks or reading bye.

#thomas jefferson #thomas jefferson x reader #hamilton imagine