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'Til Death (Remember Me in Your Will)

Rating: Mature (Minors Do Not Interact) Words: 3.7k Tags: David "Hesh" Walker/F!Reader, Sugar Daddy au, Dom/sub undertones, flirting Summary: You start dating Hesh as a way to supliment your income. It's not like you've never sugared before, you know how to play this game. It's just too bad Hesh seems to have his own ideas about what this relationship is. Next Chapter > ao3

You’ve always been smart. You don’t know if you’ve always been pretty, but you try not to be too harsh on your younger self. You also have bills to pay. You’re fortunate enough to be doing what you love, working a job you’re passionate about, and getting paid shit all for it. Luckily you’re not the one paying your bills. You have sugar daddies for that.

Like you said, pretty, and smart enough not to rely on one stream of cash. You have a couple men you sugar for, all old enough to make sure they know you’re not looking for love, and with enough experience to get you off at the end of the night. It’s a good situation, everyone gets what they want, and you don’t worry about your job paying you barely above minimum wage. When one man drops you, you hit up your favorite sites for another. Which is how you got here, staring at Hesh with a cup of coffee held tight between your hands and a hangover that throbs like a lobotomy.

What you don’t know is how he got in, but you’re more focused on his offer than anything else. Drop the other men you sugar for to be his exclusively, and he’ll double every dollar they pay you monthly. You’re not greedy by any stretch of the word, but your mouth waters at the proposal. That’s a lot of money he’s laying on the table.

“And what about sex?” You ask him. It’s been months of dating him, and Hesh still hasn’t touched you. In fact the smoldering tension between you has made all your other relationships feel cold. Forcing you to rely on your toys after sex these days when your other daddies fail to perform. That doesn’t mean you want to cut it off cold turkey. You can’t, not when he still makes you throb eagerly even with the hangover migraine. If he doesn’t want you, there’s no deal.

There’s something steely in Hesh’s eyes when he leans forward, his elbows settling on his knees. His smile is wicked, predatory, it makes goosebumps prickle over your skin. Your blood runs hot, and follows his eyes as they drop to stare between your legs.

“Baby,” He purrs, “I’ll fuck you over this table right now, all you gotta do is say yes to me.”

(six months ago)

You check your makeup in your compact mirror. Not your favorite, but you find the men you date appreciate the femininity of it. There’s something terribly alluring about swiping your pinky over the corners of your lips with a compact mirror in hand, and you don’t get that sort of sex-out-of-the-bag flavor with your phone camera. You really need all the cards you can get tonight too. You’ve got a date with a new man, a new sugar daddy. You don’t usually go for them when they’re this close in age to you, but he seemed nice, and paid in advance(no strings attached), so you’re taking the chance on him. He offered to pick you up, but… you’re not about to get trapped in a car with a man you don’t know. It’s better having a quick escape route if the date goes south.

You snap your compact shut and tuck it neatly back into your purse when you spot your date. He hands his keys to the restaurant’s valet, and offers you a smile. He’s wearing a suit, you expected as much with the caliber of restaurant he suggested, but it’s nice being dressed up for. You hold your hand out in greeting as his long strides carry him close. You’re pleasantly surprised when his fingers grip yours and raise your hand to his lips. He just grazes your knuckles, his eyes heavy on yours as he kisses your hand. They’re green, you note. Not just his eyes either, his suit too. It’s so dark you’d mistaken it as black, but it’s green, and it makes his eyes positively electric looking.

“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting,” He smiles, dropping his hold on your hand and slipping his around your back as you turn to walk into the restaurant.

“I just got here,” A white lie, you got here with ten minutes to spare, never early or late for the men you date. Your date hums, his thumb rubbing against the small of your back, right where the zipper of your dress ends. His hand splays wide, his pinky grazing the swell of your ass. It sends a little shiver through you, the touch quickly removed as your date gives his name to the host.

“Walker.” He voice, sure and even, louder than the intimate softness of his voice when he’d greeted you, makes something warm slither down your spine.

“David Walker,” you feel the name over your tongue, adding the last name to the one he’d had on his profile. You feel the way his attention slips back to you heavily, it may as well be another hand with the warmth that it draws over you.

“My friends call me Hesh,” He sounds proud, but not like he’s puffing out his chest. There’s no bragging to the nickname, just the simple exchange of information.

He settles his hand on your back again when the host leads you to your table. The firm pressure not pushing you, not hurrying you, but steadying you. You wonder if he doubts your ability to walk in the heels you picked, or if he’s simply the touchy sort. You suppose you’ll figure it out soon enough. He pulls your chair out like a gentleman, helps you scoot in to the table, and takes his seat across from you without a wasted movement. You’ve never met a man that seemed so immediately comfortable in his own skin.

You suppose that comes with the territory. The men that pay you, pay you for a reason. You’re arm candy, or a kink, or an easy lay that’s a step better than a prostitute for men too important to “date down”. You know all sorts of men, but Hesh… Hesh seems like he could find a partner easily. Maybe it’s a time issue. You’ve only dealt with some of those. The type of man that doesn’t have the time in his life for dating. You slot the possibility into your mental file for Hesh, and settle your elbows on the table, leaning against them with a smile.

“So,” You draw the word out, give him time to eye the way your breasts push together against the low cut of your dress, “how was your day?”

It’s a simple question, one that never feels out of place, but busy men will always talk about their work. Hesh’s eyes drag over you, flicking to meet yours from their brief rest on your chest. He smiles, taking the menu set in front of him to look over as he speaks.

“I’m in the military if that’s what you’re askin’.” You feel yourself falter a little, regaining your composure, your smile, when he glances up at you.

“You must be busy,” You try, keeping your tone interested but light. You dislike intelligent men, the ones that can see through you, see through your questions, it makes it harder to play the game when both sides know the rules. But a date is a date.

“Hard to date with deployment looming,” He admits, or perhaps supplies, helping you build your mental catalog for him. You nod, you can see that. It would certainly make it hard to keep someone around without an incentive, hence the use of a sugar baby. Ah, got it. You file him neatly into the correct box and reach for your water glass.

“I can imagine,” You raise a brow, taking a sip, busy men like talking. Busy men tell you about themselves, what they can do for you, what you should do for them, how busy they are and how little time they have for you, as if you’re meant to be grateful for every second they allow you.

Hesh waits. He sits patiently, watching you with interest as you swipe your thumb over the lipstick stain you’ve left on the rim of the glass. He’s quiet, observant. Unnerving. Busy men talk, and Hesh isn’t talking. He’s watching, taking you in like he has all the time in the world. He sets his menu down and laces his fingers together on the table. You wish you couldn’t feel the hesitance in your fingers as you take another sip of your water, delaying the inevitable.

“Do I make you nervous,” He asks after your third sip. There’s a keen evenness to his tone, low and deep enough to shiver goosebumps over your skin. You set your water down and plaster on a smile that feels as fake as you’re sure it must look.

“Of course not.”

“You done this before sweetheart?”

“Sugar?” You can feel Hesh’s hum, the warmth of it spreads through your chest, his eyes soft and his smile inquisitive. “Once or twice.” You lie.

“Once or twice,” He turns the words back to you. An interrogation technique you often employ during these sorts of things. It works though. You bite down the need to correct him, to tell him maybe it’s more than just once or twice.

“It’s hard to pay the bills with just my work.” You explain, though you’re not sure why. Something in your stomach flutters to explain yourself to this man, the desire shakes itself through your bones. He reaches for his own water glass, draws the moment out as you watch his Adam's apple bob with the motion of swallowing. You've done this a good dozen times, but no one has put you on your toes as quickly as Hesh has. You take the moment to give him a once over. There's a slight shadow over his jaw, we'll groomed stubble that feeds its way into close cropped brown hair. Young-ish, with an age to his eyes that makes you wonder what he's been through, what he's seen. He's just at what you would call “acceptably older” if you were actually dating him, but he still wears his youth in the gleam of his smile. He watches you like a hawk, and you in turn watch him like a rabbit.

“Non-profit, right?” Hesh confirms, and you nod, before quickly giving a verbal affirmative. Verbal answers are more confident, and you've done this too many times to be losing your confidence now. Hesh is outside of your normal routine, but a sugar daddy is a sugar daddy, and at the end of the day they all want one thing. A pretty thing on their arm. They don't care about what you do or who you are, as long as you go home with them at the end of the night. “Do you enjoy it?”

The question takes you off guard. Or, not the question itself, you've heard that a hundred times at least, it's the genuine interest disguised behind an impassive smile. You blink at him.

“I-” you don't give details about your work, they don't want details, you give the necessary ‘yes’ and move on to talking about him or playing footsie under the table, “I do it’s-”

Your waiter stops beside the table, and you feel Hesh's attention leave you like a weight falling off your chest. He speaks with conviction, orders wine for the both of you, and where you usually feel as though that sort of move is right out of a “how to show women you’re the boss 101” handbook, on him it feels natural. He’s used to commanding attention, to giving orders. No wasted breath, no wasted words. Hesh orders and you wonder if he’ll do the same for your meal.

“What did you say you did in the military?” You ask when the waiter leaves, and Hesh’s eyes feel all the heavier on you for your interest.

“We were talking about you,” He corrects. The way he sits and looks at you show a man that holds not just himself to high standards, but everyone else as well. The weight of his full attention is crushing now that you’ve felt it leave you, and yet it sparks something in you. A desire to please. A desire to live up to those expectations.

He’s here for you, you don’t want to disappoint him.

You’ve never had a conversation with a man who makes you feel so aware of yourself. You can feel the brush of fabric against your skin like a touch, and each breath you take seems to tease you as your dress pulls over your chest. And his eyes… He touches every inch of exposed skin he can with them, drawing warmth over you until you’re positively alight with want. You have to excuse yourself to the restroom. He stands with you, old school manners you’ve only seen in movies, and offers a hand to help you around the table. You think you feel the brush of his fingers over your hip, his touch burning through you even when you must have imagined it.

You fix your makeup in the bathroom mirror, attempt to clean up some of the mess you’re making in your panties. God. It’s been so long since you had a date that stoked the fire low in your stomach, a man that looked at you like something to be desired not just a sure thing. When’s the last time your date seemed so interested in you, asked questions to further your answers, brought up topics that related to something you’d mentioned and not just something he could brag about? When’s the last time you had a good date with a hot guy and weren’t worried about whether it would be worth your time?

God have you really not thought about the money this whole time? You’d been so swept up in the way Hesh spoke to you, the way he looked at you, that you couldn’t think of anything else. Even now you can’t help thinking of the way he’d purred, “Anythin’ you want,” when you’d asked what to order. The memory of his voice makes you press your thighs together. You want to know what he’d say to you without the filter of public decency. You want to know how he’d touch you behind closed doors.

He stands again when you make your way back to the table, waits for you to sit before taking his seat. You notice he’s barely touched his food since you left, only picking up his knife and fork when you do. You slot “slow eater” into your folder on him. It doesn’t matter you suppose, he sips his wine, always pours another swallow for you when you run low, and yet he seems to finish with you. His food is gone just a bite after yours is, and he leans against the table as the waiter whisks your plates away. Like he’s waiting for something.

It’s easy to slide your foot against his calf, easy to see the heat that burns in his eyes. You’re careful of your heel, but you’re well practiced in this game. He wants you, you know he wants you. That’s how these things work, pick a pretty girl off the site and take her home at the end. You get first right of refusal and some extra cash in your pocket, he gets to boast about the pretty thing he’s screwing.

“You hopin’ for something sweetheart?” Hesh catches your ankle under the table, firm fingers stopping you from trailing past his knee. His tone is casual, playful, his grip is not. “Gotta use your words like a big girl.”

“I’m hoping we can get the check,” You purr. Your dates usually rush for it, signal the waiter as quickly as they can to shuffle you into the back seat of their car, or the nearby hotel. You don’t think you’ve had a date ever end at dinner, the same way you’re sure you’ve never had a dinner last quite as long as this.

“We?” Hesh smiles, his thumb rubs your ankle, the friction making you shiver, “You offerin’ to split the bill little one?”

“Of course not Daddy,” the title falls from your lips with an invitation to touch further. You try not to stretch too obviously into his grip, feel the slip of your skirt as his fingers push up over your calf like a curtain drawing the evening to an end, “Just thought you might like to have dessert elsewhere.”

Hesh’s hand is warm and appreciative as it strokes your leg. You feel the drag of calluses, rough palms skating over your soft skin, and wonder how those thick fingers will feel once they’re inside you. Men like him… they like when you’re a little bold, they like knowing that you’re not too shy to avoid falling into bed on the first date. You’ve honed your edge against the predictability of the men you date, and you know you’re right by the way he catches the waiter’s eye and taps his fingers against the table.

You settle into the warm feeling of victory, and the knowledge that you’ve snagged another source of income. Not to mention the added benefit of sex. Hesh touches you with an idle sort of intimacy that makes heat throb between your legs, he touches you like it’s his right to, like he holds command over the how and when of it. You don’t think he’s the sort of man people often say ‘no’ to.

He drags his fingers over your shin, settling your foot against his knee as he takes his hand from under the table to take the check. It’s a bit of a stretch, the burn in your hamstring of keeping yourself looking presentably seated while still abiding by his placement is a wonderful precursor for the night ahead. You keep your eyes on him as he pays with barely a glance at the bill as he hands the waiter his card. The whisper of wealth. No, you don’t think people say ‘no’ to Hesh often. If ever.

Hesh slips his card back into his wallet as he stands, and moves around the table to offer you his hand. You don’t need it, but you like the way his fingers curl around yours, the firm grip he holds you with as you stand. You brush your hands over your skirt, letting the hem fall back into place. You don’t miss the way Hesh’s eyes follow the sway of your chest as you lean forward. Men are all alike, perfectly predictable.

You press close to his side, letting him feel the soft curves of your body as he leads you out of the restaurant. He hands the valet his ticket and you make a mental note to call one of your friends to come grab your car. Although you suppose you don’t have to spend the night, you can uber back here in an hour or so and grab it. The restaurant staff know you well enough they can let you park here for a bit.

“Are we going back to yours or finding a hotel?” You can’t say you aren’t interested in seeing where he lives, but a hotel is closer, and you’re ready to go.

“Neither,” Hesh hums, “you’re going home.”

He’s not- he’s not interested? Your confusion must read too clearly on your face because Hesh’s hand finds your waist and drags you close. You tip your head to avoid bumping your nose against him and he takes the motion as permission to kiss you. His lips searing yours as his hand squeezes the meat of your hip. You’re quick to wrap your arms around his shoulders, quick to press against the length of him, your chest to his, your hips to his. You can feel the thick twitch of his cock where you push yourself against it. (Fuck is that all him?) He’s like a furnace, radiating warm want that soaks into your skin. The night air feels freezing on your exposed skin

Hesh’s lips part, his breath a sigh as his head tips. The soft push of his lips against yours is exceedingly gentle for the hunger you can taste behind it. It shivers down your spine, aches in the creek of Hesh’s grip on your hips, a want that you can’t quantify. Your lips slide over his, his stubble tickling you a little as you part and kiss, part and kiss, again and again.

He presses, forces you to lean back, arching into him. You’re reliant on him to keep you standing, trusting your balance to a man you barely know. It makes your skin prickle, makes you want. You wiggle your hips, try to entice him to give you what you know he’s looking for, even slip your tongue in the part of his lips. His fingers tighten until you squeak with pain and pull away from the kiss.

He pulls you up, lets you go to take his keys from the valet. You can still feel his spit slicking your top lip, the tingle of his stubble against your bottom. You balk, the dark fabric of his suit does enough to hide the outline of his cock in the low light but you know what you felt. How can he just leave you like this?

“You’re serious.” You realize, and Hesh pauses with his hand on the top of his car.

“I am,” No wasted words. You hesitate, worry your lip between your teeth before you can stop yourself. Hesh waits you out, patient as a saint.

“But I thought-” You try to blink through your confusion, “I thought this went well.”

“It did,” Hesh smiles and it isn’t patronizing or pitying, but there’s something in it that doesn’t feel entirely friendly, “I’d like to get to know you better, that’s all sweetheart.”

You frown. The first genuine expression you’ve given him all night and it’s a furrowed brow. You fix your face before you lose the next date to your pouting. Hesh’s brows are heavy, his eyes lidding as he watches you. There is something dark and unreadable in the way he looks at you, something heady that makes you dumb. The chill rushes to you when he looks away, climbs into his car, and leaves.

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chiriwritesstuff · 4 months

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The Girl in IT - 7. The All Hands Meeting

A Boss! Joel Miller x IT Specialist F! Reader AU

The LIST │ Series Masterlist

Chapter Rating: E (18+, MDNI)

Chapter Summary: A look into a typical day at Miller Construction Group. Chaos ensues (naturally).

Chapter Warnings and Tags: No outbreak AU, Boss x Employee Relationship, Sugar Daddy Lite, Smut, SO MUCH SMUT, Age Gap, Older Man/Younger woman, So much dirty talk, Office sex, Desk sex, Inappropriate usage of PowerPoint, Tommy fucks around and finds out, No Beta we die like men!

Word Count: 4.4K

A/N: And the hijinks are back! I wanted to try something new this week, and it was the perfect opportunity to showcase all of our fun supporting characters in 'The Girl in IT'! I thought what better way to introduce everyone was to include their commentary, like an episode of 'The Office'! This one is a doozy, and I hope you all enjoy!

#MCG ADMIN 50 members Sarah (HR) Good morning, Team! I hope you're all doing well. I'd like to announce a mandatory All-Hands HR Meeting today at 11 am in Conference Room A, co-facilitated by Tess and me. We'll have a brief presentation, and for those working remotely, please log into Zoom to join the meeting. Following the session, thanks to Bill, we'll have lunch and refreshments provided. Feel free to reach out if you have any questions. Looking forward to seeing all of you soon! Tommy Sarah, are you gonna bust your Papi's balls in front of everyone for posting that naughty photo? 💀☠️🪦 Frank (Interior Design) Will there be an opportunity for discussion following the presentation? I'm eager to delve into the minds of SlackGate and understand the motivations behind their actions the other day. Connie (Reception) It's clearly because they're fucking, Frank. 🍆🍑🦪 Frank (Interior Design) Who is? Our fearless leader and our shy girl in IT? Until one of them makes it official, it's just hearsay! Is this meeting a hard launch for a new power couple? 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 Sarah (HR) Yes, there will be an open-forum discussion after my presentation but NO, we will not be talking about the events of the other day in detail. Connie, this is a professional space and we will conduct ourselves as such. Connie (Reception) Why am I always being singled out?? Frank started it! Frank (Interior Design) Did I not professionally conduct myself? Geez Connie, I'm not the one sending nudes to our Boss when clearly, he has a girlfriend. Wait. Oops? (Sorry Connie 🤡) Bill (Civil) Frank! What do I have to do to get you to behave for once? Frank (Interior Design) Oh, I could think of a few ways... Why don't you come and find out once you're done handling your bratwurst out there? Sarah (HR) I don't get paid enough for this shit.

"Thank you, everyone, for coming together at such short notice. While I'm aware this all-hands meeting was abrupt, recent events in the past few days have made it essential. Tess and I genuinely appreciate your presence as we address these important matters," Sarah says with a bright smile, handing out materials. "Here's an updated Employee Handbook with a few edits. I thought it would be beneficial for us to go through it together. Are there any questions before we begin?"

"Yeah!" Tommy exclaims from the back of the room, his feet casually resting against the edge of the table. "How long until we get to the part of this meeting where we discuss just how much of a bad boy your Daddy was the other day?"

Tommy Look, I love my brother, I do. He's always so serious, so noble, providing for everyone and all that, making sure we have a roof over our heads. Shit, he's gotten me out of a lot of binds in my life- [He looks a bit uncomfortable and clears his throat, nodding.] ... anyway, it's a rare thing to see my brother slip up like that, you know? Didn't think he had it in him, honestly. It's been a few decades since I've seen his twig and berries, but shit, I know he's packing! He's a Miller, for fucks sake! [he puffs his chest out a little at that, chuckling to himself] But Sugar? She's been a fucking godsend! Never in my life have I seen my big ol brother act a fool, especially over a woman! What can I say? It's great to not be the fuck-up brother for once! I'm gonna milk out SlackGate til the end of time!

"Tommy," Joel warns through his teeth, glaring at his brother. "Cut it out."

Sarah rolls her eyes in response as she fiddles with her laptop, the projector behind her illuminating with her PowerPoint presentation. "Like I was saying, this presentation is just going to go over the changes we have implemented in the last few days, including proper Slack etiquette and conduct. You would think that as grown adults, we would know better than sending inappropriate images and messages through company property and time," she clears her throat, glancing over at Joel, then to Tommy, who winks in her direction knowingly. "...including those who decide to engage and participate in unsanctioned secret channels-"

Frank's hand suddenly shoots up, his face awash in mock outrage. "I'll have you know, the watercooler channel serves a purpose, folks! When I caught wind of this 'secret channel' gossip circulating among the Nosy Nancies in the breakroom, I was appalled! Who would dare to stoop so low—"

"Frank, you invited me to the chat just this morning," Jesse remarks, casually holding up his phone as evidence. "It's titled 'Frank's-secret-slack-chat.' I thought it was some kind of exclusive club or something."

Frank Hi, [waves to you] is this on? Yeah? Hi. I'm Frank. Listen, Sarah was getting a little too vigilant about monitoring Slack ever since Tommy sent us a little treat last year [he laughs] so I had to do something about it, you know? [It pans out to Frank leaning against his desk chair, typing away on his secret Slack Chat.] The chat started as an open forum for discussion on the everyday going-ons of Miller Construction Group. Do we just so happen to discuss the private lives of our peers? Maybe. Do we mean any harm by it? [He gives you a wicked smile] Maybe.

"You guys, you know, the longer I keep getting interrupted, the longer we're all going to stay here in this conference room, and the longer we have to wait to eat Bill's food. You know how he is," She looks outside of the window, the smoke from Bill's grill swirls like a plume as he flips over a juicy steak. "He hates it when he has to serve his food cold. As I was saying, it should be obvious that we shouldn't be sending inappropriate images or photos to one another through Slack or e-mail."

"Hey! It was just one time, and it was an accident!" Tommy retorts, "Besides, it was hardly inappropriate, I was just only trying to show Maria this weird rash I got-"

"What does that mean, anyway?" Connie cuts in, casting a glance your way. "Inappropriate photos? And is there a difference between accidentally sending them or doing it on purpose?"

"Yeah," you shoot her a pointed look. "Sending nude photos to someone who doesn't want them is actually considered sexual harassment," you say, raising your voice a bit and turning in your seat. "I mean, you could get arrested for that, Connie," you add with a sing-song tone, a smirk playing on your lips as you glance at her. "You have nothing to worry about though, right?" you challenge, rolling your chair towards Joel, and taking his hand in his. "Not unless you did send naked photos to my boyfriend?"

Connie Look, I didn't know that Mr. Miller and Sugar were boning. I know how this looks- like I don't believe in girl code or something. I am a girls girl! If Sugar was just forthcoming about who gave her those damn hickeys before SlackGate happened, I wouldn't have sent her boyfriend nude photos of myself! A girl's gotta try, you know? I was only trying to shoot my shot! [She looks a bit uncomfortable, picking at a hangnail.] ... but you have to admit, Mr. Miller is H-O-T hot. God. I love me a graying man in flannel. I always thought to myself, there must be a story here. How does a millionaire who looks like that be single all this time? does he have anyone? is it a sugar baby? does he have a secret love child? I mean- [she looks over her shoulder where Joel is, arms around his chest as he winks at Sugar. There's a hint of jealousy in Connie's eyes.] Is it true, though? Is it really sexual harassment if I send unsolicited photos of myself? Do you think he's gonna press charges?

"It's true. Sending unsolicited photos of yourself to unsuspecting parties is sexual harassment, Connie. Not to mention creepy," Sarah winces, shooting you an apologetic smile. "So please don't be sending any photos of that nature to anyone that you work with, especially not in the admin group Slack."

"Yeah, Joel!" Tommy chides. "Keep that shlong in your pants, brother!"

Sarah You would think that working for my family is a cakewalk? Please. I've been diagnosed with IBS and GAD since I started working here five years ago. I sometimes take half an edible just to make it to lunchtime. [Her head rests on her desk, and as the events of SlackGate unfold, an endless barrage of messages from the admin Slack channel floods her monitor. She can't help but groan in response.] Listen. I love my Dad. I've never really had to worry about his behavior at work before, not like how I have to with Uncle Tommy... but what the hell was he thinking? I can't unsee that! What if Ellie was on that chat? Could you imagine the trauma? My trauma?

"Okay, let's turn to page 12, where we'll go over all the recent updates," Sarah announces, clicking through her PowerPoint. A collective gasp echoes in the room as the slide projects onto the screen, revealing an image – the image of Joel. However, where his exposed package would be, an eggplant emoji tastefully takes its place. It resembles one of those generic memes easily made with a phone app, complete with the semi-imposed words 'Keep Calm and Shlong On!' in big bold letters.

"Shit!" she exclaims, hurriedly pressing the ESC button as she tries to close out her PowerPoint. She slams her laptop shut, the tell-tell sound of a crack echoing throughout the conference room. You hear Tess silently scoff in the distance, and Sarah closes her eyes in embarrassment as the room falls silent.

... and then, all hell breaks loose.

Tommy is beside himself, his face red, and his eyes filled with tears as he doubles over in laughter, clutching at his middle. "Shit, Henry! When I asked you to do this, I honestly didn't think you had the balls to go through with it, but I so owe you, my man!" he exclaims, enthusiastically high-fiving his nephew-in-law. "This is the best fucking day of my life!"

"Henry?!" Sarah exclaims, her face flushed with rage. "This is what you needed to do in the office at 6 am this morning?!"

Henry's expression crumbles as he witnesses his wife's ire, suddenly realizing that he's just dug himself into a deep hole. "Sarah," he stammers, attempting to regain composure. "This isn't what it looks like—"

Henry Yeah, Tommy asked me to put that meme into Sarah's PowerPoint last night. I would have done it at home, but Sarah doesn't like to bring her laptop home, you know, work-life balance? So I had to make an excuse to come to the office this morning. Was it a dumb ass idea? Yeah, probably. Did I kind of want to get back at Sarah's dad for making my life a living hell? [He looks at you awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.] Honestly, when you're like five beers in, drinking with Tommy- everything seems like a good idea. He dared me, you know? Said that I'm such a simp, trying to always please Joel. Called me a fucking pussy and everything! What else was I supposed to do? Sarah's going to kill me, huh? Do you think that she's gonna ask for a divorce?

"It's a meme. A meme of my Dad's dick pic with AN EGGPLANT EMOJI?!?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??! WHAT DID YOU MEAN FOR IT TO LOOK LIKE?!" she screams, pulling at her hair. "AND YOU, TOMMY MILLER!" she points at her uncle furiously, "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK??!"

"Baby," Henry replies, his hands raised in an attempt to calm her down. "It's just a harmless prank, look—"

"No, you look, Henry! Does it seem like it's just a harmless prank?" she gestures to the room, her eyes wide. "Don't even think about coming to bed tonight. I can't even look at you! How dare you collaborate with Tommy, do you really want to go this way? Because I see you fucking around, and you're about to find out-"

"Oh come on, Sarah! you know these all-hands meetings are dull as fuck, I don't even know why you even bother, no one ever listens anyway!" Tommy exclaims, looking around the room. "Isn't this fun you guys? Come on, lighten up! It's not like y'all haven't seen my dick before! Your Papi's gonna live another day, I think we should all feel as comfortable as we want, fuck the rules!"

"...but Joel's is much bigger than yours!" someone yells amid the chaos, laughter, and banter echoing through the room. Sarah looks around helplessly in a panic, trying to grasp the situation unfolding.

"Hey! I'll have you know that I ain't small!" Tommy yells in retaliation.

"Do you think that this is helping, Uncle Tommy? I'm beginning to believe that the only reason why people don't take me seriously is because of all of the shit that you pull!" Sarah groans, looking like she's at the end of her rope. "I could mention that Tess is helping me facilitate this meeting to scare everyone but she's just off to the side, pretending to not be drinking under the table!"

Tess [She is sitting off to the side, smiling to herself as the chaos ensues, shaking her head.] I am drinking, because who else thinks it's appropriate to call an all-hands meeting first thing in the morning? I don't even want to be here. It's so fucking pointless, trying to get these shitheads to conform to a set of rules. [She witnesses Joel storming up to Tommy, his face full of rage and irritation, finger pointed right at him.] This is the consequence of hiring friends and family, isn't it? I tried to tell them it was a bad idea, but who's listening to me? I get it, everyone thinks I'm a bit of a bitch, and well... yeah, I am. Alright, time to rein this in— [She suddenly stands from her seat and walks over to Sarah, who appears to be disassociating into madness.]

"HEY!" Tess bellows, clapping her hands together. The room abruptly falls silent, Joel's hands frozen mid-grab on Tommy's flannel. Forty-eight pairs of eyes pivot towards Tess, a blend of shock and embarrassment spreading across their faces, reminiscent of children caught sneaking cookies from the jar by their mother. "Okay, that's enough!"

Her eyes are narrowed, hands on her hips. "This is what's going to happen. You're going to stop sending each other dick and tit pics through Slack, because as much as it is amusing," she smirks, winking at you, "I would really rather not have to deal with the fallout that comes with it," she shoots a pointed look at Connie, whose eyebrows shoot up to her hairline.

"The next time someone tries to fuck around and find out? I'm going to take that dirty photo, print a thousand fucking copies of it and stick that shit all over the office. Every fucking inch, every fucking nook and cranny is just gonna be dick and tit central," she paces around the room, placing a warning hand on Frank's shoulder. "As for this secret Slack chat, I'm going to give you all one chance to come clean. If you don't, and Sugar's report doesn't match who outs themselves right now," She scans the room, a smirk on the corner of her mouth appearing in satisfaction. "Yeah, you didn't think that we were monitoring that shit, huh? Well, I'll throw you all a bone: raise your hands if you are in this secret group chat, and I'll consider not docking your pay for insubordination. Your choice."

Frank [Looking at Tess as she slightly stumbles from where she's standing.] Yeah, she's toast.

The majority of the room begins to raise their hands, except you, Tess, Joel, and surprisingly, Frank.

Tess scoffs. "Really Frank? Really?"

"I have no clue what you're trying to imply, and seriously Tess? Are you really going to play that card? Are you going to dock your pay too?" Frank retorts. "I mean, just last night, you were drunkenly telling me that you heard Joel and Sugar-"

"If you utter another word, I'll fire you on the spot, Frank!" Joel shouts from across the room. "I mean it this time!"

Joel and Sugar [Joel wraps his arm around your waist, leaning in to kiss your forehead while gently pushing a strand of hair behind your ears.] There, that's better. Don't hide your face, Mami; you're too beautiful to be hiding all of that, okay? Right, [he clears his throat.] You would think that people would be a little more professional around here, show me a bit of respect— [His gaze shifts to Tommy, who's engaged in laughter and banter with the team, his chest puffed out in triumph. Joel glares at him, shaking his head.] I'd like to think I try really hard to be a good boss. I pay fairly, I allow remote work, and damn it, I take pride in offering the best employee benefits in all of Austin. We even take a company trip to Hawaii every year, for fucks sake! [You squeeze his hand, pressing a kiss to his temple as he takes a frustrated breath.] Papi, if it means anything, I think you're the best boss any of these folks could ever ask for. They don't deserve you. [Joel nods.] Look, I don't know what to tell you. I got the ride of my life that morning, my sweet Mami riding my cock just right, you know? I would have been okay, going into my meeting with blue balls, just as long as Sugar got hers. Your pleasure is my pleasure... but I was just so fucking horny! I started to work out, yeah? Wanted to keep shit tight for my baby, and fuck, I was... what do they young kids say? Feeling yourself? [Joel nods again, smiling at you.] Yeah, 'feeling myself' or whatever. Anyway, I was in the meeting, and you messaged me, right? saying that you weren't going to be in for lunch? and I don't know if was the disappointment, or if I was just too horny, but fuck. I quickly excused myself and took a quick dick pic in my bathroom. I thought I was in the right Slack channel... so I sent it, and then the guys at The H Group asked me a whole bunch of questions, and then an hour later- Chaos. The messages kept flooding in! Frank was asking about how long I was, and Connie was sending me nude photos of herself- in my fucking office! Wait, what? [Your gaze meets Connie's, nervously seated as Frank goes on and on beside her. Her hands twitch like a possum that just got run over by an 18-wheeler. Yeah. Squirm for me, you think to yourself.] Yeah! And I just sat there, in shock, you know? Like this is the kind of shit that Tommy pulls, and I couldn't believe that I was so fucking stupid! Can you imagine the kind of therapy Sarah's gonna need? What if Ellie saw this?

"Who's up for some snacks?" Tommy calls out to the team, holding a basket filled with rather sizable cucumbers, bananas, and eggplants. "Help yourselves, compliments of Joel!"

Ellie [at the job site across town, hard hat fixed crookedly on top of her head.] Yeah, I saw it. There is not enough bleach in this world that could ever erase that image from my existence. [she glares at Sam, who just shrugs.] Thanks a lot, asshole!

"Alright, you degenerates!" Bill booms, bursting through the conference doors wearing a 'Kiss the Cook' apron, tongs in one hand, and a tray piled high with thickly cut steaks in the other. "This steak isn't going to eat itself!"

The team swarms Bill like seagulls spotting a tasty piece of bread on the boardwalk. Tommy grabs a t-bone with his bare hands, biting into it with the enthusiasm of a caveman.

"Hey," Joel whispers to you, his shoulder gently bumping yours. "Want to help me with something?" You nod eagerly as Joel swiftly guides you out of the conference room, heading towards the executive offices. You giggle as Joel ushers you into the room, pulling you into a kiss, his foot playfully kicking the door shut.

He moves the both of you over to where Tommy's desk is, pushing aside its contents off the tabletop in one fell swoop, the items clattering onto the floor. "Papi, what are you doing?" you ask cheekily as he bends you over the desk, lifting your skirt.

Joel growls and shoves you down onto the desk, his hands harshly grabbing onto your hips. Your arms scramble to find purchase as you knock over a framed photo of Tommy and Maria, watching helplessly as the image of their smiling faces falls onto the floor. His palm travels across your back, pinning you in place as he fiddles with his zipper with his other hand. "Line item 6," Joel murmurs as his hands begin to travel across the globes of your ass, squeezing and spreading and slapping them until you're so wet you can feel it dripping down your thighs.

Joel hums in appreciation. "Thats right Mami, get nice and wet for me, okay?" You can feel him pump his cock against you, notching his head at your entrance. "You gonna make a nice mess for me, baby?" he asks through gritted teeth as he strokes through your folds with his dick.

"Yesss," you moan, pushing your ass back toward him.

Joel pushes into you to the hilt in one brutal thrust as you cry out, grabbing onto the edge of the desk as he begins to pound into you in earnest, his thrusts so hard and punishing that the desk begins to rattle. You squeeze your eyes shut as Joel gathers your hair in his hand, pulling you back towards him. "Fuck baby, I'm gonna come so fucking hard, fill this pussy up and watch as it drips out of you, maybe fuck you again if we still have time-"

You gasp, taking a deep breath as his thrusts become so erratic it pushes you up the desk, lifting one leg onto the surface as Joel angles himself higher, hitting a spot so deep within you that you bite your lip from crying out, not wanting to attract any unwanted attention. You squeeze around his cock as you chase your high, hoping that Joel can maintain his composure long enough so you both can finish together. "No Mami, stay with me, come with me-"

He leans over you, pressing you onto the desk as he grabs onto your shoulders, pounding into you, his breath hot against your neck as he buries his face into it, huffing from exertion. "I'm so close Mami, I'm gonna... Fuck!" He bites your shoulder as he cums in one last brutal stroke, his hands harshly grasping your thighs as you feel his hot spend flow deep into your belly. You rock your hips onto him as his hand goes to your clit, rubbing until you are weak in the knees, your body trembling beneath his. "Fuck Joel," you say a little breathless as you slump onto the table as Joel pulls out of you, his finger probing into you as he pushes his leaking cum back where it belongs. "Come on, lets clean this up and head back before they notice-"

Joel just snorts as he zips up his jeans. "No," he replies nonchalantly as he catches his breath.

"No?" you ask as you straighten yourself up, frowning at him.

"Line item six says I bend you over his desk and leave a little souvenir," he motions to the mess on the floor, pens and papers scattered about.

"He's going to fucking murder you, Joel," you chuckle, pulling him into a kiss.

"Yeah? Well, he shouldn't have fucked around, because he's about to find out." He simply replies, taking your hand in his. "Come on, little Mami, quickly now, before he realizes we're gone..."

You share a laugh as he guides you back into the conference room. Bill raises an eyebrow at both of you, handing over a plate with steaming steak, as if he just finished cooking it. "I thought I'd save your lunches for last, figured you guys needed some extra time," he says, clearing his throat and nodding towards Tommy, who seems entirely oblivious to your brief disappearance. "You know Tommy, can't resist a good piece of steak," Bill continues, gesturing at Joel. "It's like everything around him disappears for a moment; you could rob him blind, and he wouldn't even notice," he adds with a small smile, placing a hand on Joel's shoulder and giving him a knowing look. "Enjoy your lunch, you two."

Bill Look, I wouldn't call myself a nosy person, but I am perceptive. [He glances at Frank whispering and giggling to Connie off to the side, rolling his eyes.] Look at them. They think that they're the eyes and ears of this operation, but what they don't know, is that I. Know. Everything. I am a survivalist. I gather intel on all of my surroundings, even if I am surrounded by absolute morons. [Bill takes another sip of coffee, subtly glancing around him before making eye contact with you, the reader, once more] So if you want to know the real scoop, the real ins-and-outs of this company, and not have to deal with the lunatics in Frank's not-so-secret shit talk club, come to me, I'll set you on the right path. At least I have snacks. [He looks off to you and Joel, giving a curt nod as he starts to cut into his own steak.] As much as I respect Tommy, he's not the one signing my checks at the end of the day. If there's anything that I value more than anything, it's loyalty. I don't like to play around, hate it when people bite the hands that feed them. People like that need to be taught a lesson. Joel's a good man, and sometimes, we fuck up... but it's how we handle ourselves after the fact that matters. If that means I help out an old friend, well- [he smiles as Tommy walks towards the conference room doors, heading back to his office. Bill smiles out into the distance.]

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Musically Inclined [ZCL] Masterlist

Description: Being paired up with NCTU's most popular music major for a song composition project wasn't on your list of 'what-else-can-go-wrong-in-life', but here you are...and finishing the song isn't as easy as everyone assumes it will be.

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader (featuring NCT Mark, NCT Haechan, NCT Jisung, NCT Jaemin, NCT Renjun, NCT Xiaojun, aespa Ningning, & aespa Winter)

Genre: SOCIAL MEDIA AU! :D suggestive, crack, funny haha stuff idk; college au

Release Date: 2024.3.6

Content Warnings: suggestive content, man-hating jokes, kys jokes, etc etc will add more when I think of them; new fic collab with @lowkeyjaemin !!

Notes: follow up smau because the last one was so fun and now i'm done writing it and i'm bored lollll // see more release dates for the chapters and profiles below!

taglist: open! message me or comment to be added🥰

Contents

profiles: ISO: Sugar Daddies🥺 2024.2.24 profiles: NCTU’s most musically inclined🎶 2024.3.2 chapter 1: musically FUCKED ❌ 2024.3.6 chapter 2: I ❤️ MARK LEE❗️❗️ 2024.3.13 + more to come

+ sneak peek at the timeline...

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nolita-fairytale · 8 months

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don't want to walk alone | carmen 'carmy' berzatto x fem!reader | epilogue: november

summary: sugar has her baby marking the beginning of a new chapter for the berzatto family.

warnings: husband!carmy who comes with a warning label of his own, swearing, lots of tooth rotting fluff, marriage, no use of y/n, second person pov, she/her pronouns, the end

wc: 1300

listen to: 'lean on me' -- bill withers & 'chinatown' -- bleachers (because it's so make my heart surrender au coded) on the official don't want to walk alone playlist

a/n: well, folks! this gets us from here to the carmy as your baby daddy au. BUT i think it's time for me to let these two ride off into the sunset and go on their merry way. i have loved this story, these characters, this world since it filled my brain with a story that begged to be told, and forced me to write it because i couldn't stop thinking about it. i wrote something quite sappy in the a/n a few chapters ago, so i'll spare us an encore performance of it and just say this: thank you for reading. thank you for being a part of this story. thank you for being a part of their journey. i will pop into this world and perhaps maybe write oneshots from time to time, but... it's time, my loves. :) would anyone be interested in a behind the scenes look at this world like i did with 'burn your life down?' let me know!

part five | masterlist

November

After sixteen long hours, Sugar’s baby comes: a perfect, rosy-cheeked, healthy baby boy that sends you and Carmy rushing to the hospital. Sugar hadn’t wanted you to come till she was ready to push, and by the time you got the text from Pete, you’d sped to the restaurant, ready to drag Carmy out of there, regardless of how busy it had been.

Besides, everyone knew what was going on – on the edges of their seats, phones at the ready to hear any and all news about the new member of the family, and more than happy to support so that you and Carmy could show up for Sugar.

“Carm?” Sugar asks for her brother, as you and Pete hug it out in the waiting room. You can’t even tell that the man’s been up all night; the excitement and joy in his eyes overshadowing any and all fatigue.

Carmy excuses himself from you and Pete’s congratulatory embrace, making his way into the hospital room where his sister lays, propped up on her bed, baby in arms.

So much has changed for the both of them: his sister, now a mother, and he, an uncle. Carmy takes cautious steps forward, the reality of it all beginning to hit him.

“Hi,” she smiles, in complete awe of her new baby.

“Woah,” Carmy says, though completely incapable of hiding the smile that begins to form over his face. “You made that.”

“I made that,” she chuckles with an eye roll, glancing from the baby, to her brother, then back to her son. “And he’s the most perfect thing in the world. Baby boy, I want you to meet someone. I want you to meet your uncle.”

Carmy carefully sits in the chair right next to the bed, turning his attention to the baby.

“Can you say hi to your Uncle Carmy?” Nat coos, shifting so that she can properly introduce her son and Carmy.

“Oh my goodness… look at you,” Carmy says, his eyes full of wonder as the sleeping baby shifts in Sugar’s arms.

He’s not sure what to say, the words caught in his throat. He can feel it – that this is something momentous – but it’s as if he doesn’t know where to begin, lost in the magnitude of what’s happening right now.

“Hey, little guy,” Carmy finally manages to get out, his voice stuck in his throat.

Sugar chuckles again, letting out an exasperated sigh.

“How ya doin?” Carmy asks, looking over at his sister this time.

“Great. Just great,” she replies dryly, earning a laugh from Carmy, because it really has been one hell of a night.

When she opens her mouth to answer this time, her words come out much more genuine and soft as she adds, “I am though. Really. I’m great.”

Carmy nods in understanding, his eyes searching his sister’s face for any more of a reaction. But he knows that this is a dream come true for her -- that being a mother had always been the plan. Carmy chooses to focus this time on the sleeping baby, who’s tucked his head into her chest, seeking out warmth and comfort in this strange, new world.

“Bear?” Nat asks, as Carmy lifts his head to look at her once more.

There’s something urgent in her voice that grabs his attention and he’s not sure what she’s going to say next.

“Yeah?” he asks back, his eyes wide.

“So I want to talk to you about something,” Sugar says, his voice softening even more as she looks down at her baby boy. Carmy nods once, letting her know that he’s ready as Nat continues. “I uh… well, Pete and I have been thinking a lot about this. And… I wanted to talk to you about it before we move forward with it.”

Carmy swallows, leaning in this time.

“After we found out we were having a boy, Carm, we talked a lot… about what we would name him and… with his due date being in November… I don’t know. And look at him now, meeting him... it just feels right,” she begins, emotions welling in her voice. “We-, well, we want to name him Michael. If that’s okay… with you.”

Carmy has to stop for a moment, frozen in time as he hears the name. It’s not like he gets emotional about these kinds of things very often, but then again, this is all new to him – new to the little families they’re building; a new generation of Berzattos.

“Uh,” Carmy croaks out, his voice stuck in his throat as he realizes he’s much more moved than he expected to be. “Uh yeah, Sug. I… it’s okay with me.”

“Are you sure? Because I didn’t know if you wanted to use the name or-,” Sugar begins to explain.

“No, it’s-, it’s okay,” Carmy is quick to interject. “If it feels right. I mean we haven’t even-, you know, we’re not talking about… yet….”

Sugar nods in understanding, because she knows that you and Carmy have only been married for two months now. Hell, she's your best friend; she'd know if either of you were talking about having kids.

“So,” Carmy says, his eyes suddenly feeling watery. “Guess there’s a new Michael Berzatto then?”

He takes another look at his baby nephew, joy and grief both trapped inside his chest. Carmy's overwhelmed by it all: hearing his name, what this means for the Berzattos, this new beginning. He thinks back to what you said to Sugar on your wedding day -- that this could be the start of a new chapter for all of you -- the reality of your words reflected back to him now, all in one tiny package of new life.

"Welcome to the world, buddy," Carmy manages to say, his voice soft and full.

And it's as if every single thing that's led to this moment, and every single possibility that the future may hold rush before his eyes.

“Welcome to the world, baby boy,” Sugar whispers, suddenly overwhelmed with emotions.

Wanting to give Carmy and Nat time alone together, you spend the first part of your hospital visit with Pete in the waiting room, as the teary-eyed man recounts the intensity of the last eight hours. You can see it in his eyes, hear it in the way he speaks, that this is a dream come true for him – becoming a father.

Soon enough, Pete is ushering you into the hospital room, more than eager to introduce you to your new nephew. By the time you and Pete join her and Carmy, the new Berzatto is fast asleep on her chest, while Carmy sits quietly next to her. There’s an energy between the siblings, something you notice right away, and you can only imagine that this is emotional for the both of them on so many levels.

“Hi,” you grin, looking from Sugar to Carmy, as you join him by her bedside.

“Hi, sweetie,” Sugar greets you. Carmy smiles at you, as your hand comes up to rub comforting patterns over his shoulder and back.

“Pete,” Nat begins again. “Carmy and I were just talking… about his name.”

“Oh yeah?” Pete asks, smiling hopefully as he exchanges a look with his wife.

She nods, a full conversation happening between the new parents with just one look. Pete lets out a heavy exhale, smiling at his wife as Nat answers with:

“Yeah."

Carmy clears his throat, his arm closest to you squeezing you closer to him, gently leaning his head against your side in search of comfort.

“What’d you decide on?” you ask curiously, the air seemingly tense with feeling.

“Michael,” Sugar answers, exchanging a look with her brother this time. Carmy squeezes your hip, and as you search his face for a reaction, you can tell he's holding back tears.

“His name is Michael.”

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jmvore · 9 months

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PLEASE NOTE: Clicking any link posted in this section will take you to a new site. These are not and WILL NOT be posted on Tumblr. - ALSO NOTE: this is a list of BTS!fanfiction I have archived (with a few that I've forgot but are gone because I deleted both blogs xD). Anywho, I hope you read these as well.

BTS

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♕ | KINKTOBER 2022-2023 [✍] M: OT7 | AU: DIFFERENT AU'S | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » ❝ A ton of different short stories based on a bunch of kinks and alternative universes I wanted to write about. ❞

♕ | OUTWORLD (1/10) [✍] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK & YOONGI | AU: ABO | Rating(s): 🔞☁☀ ╰› Synopsis » You discover a myth of a wolf with snow-white fur and blood-red eyes. You and Jungkook find yourselves in the middle of a battle between the young wolf and the hunters who seem to want him for personal gain. It becomes a fight to keep him safe as well as your home but when the wolf imprints on you, things take a turn. Dark Magic, Curses and Poison causes damage, chaos, and grief.

♕ | BANGTAN DRABBLES (21/21) [✓] M: OT7 | AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » ❝ Just a book of BTS imagines that I wrote a long time ago. Warning! Some stories may be a trigger for some and I'll try my best to put a warning on those but, for the most part, these stories are smut, fluff and a little bit of angst.❞

♕ | A SWEET TASTE A FINER DELICACY (21/25) [❌] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: SLICE OF LIFE/MASSEUR/SUGAR DADDY | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » It was a place Jungkook wouldn't dare be caught in. Being the Vice President of GC Records, his father warned him about every scandal that could arise but this... This wasn't one of them. Jungkook's curiosity gets the better of him as he doesn't know why he's standing in this building waiting to be seen. Maybe it was the murmurs of one of his employees or maybe it was the stress and tension that needed to be released. All he knows is that his interest was peaked.

♕ | YOU WERE MINE (9/15) [✍] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK, JIN, & HOSEOK | AU: YANDERE/TATTOO ARTIST | Rating(s): 🔞☁ ╰› Synopsis » You've avoided Jin since your messy breakup. Enters Jungkook, someone you'd grown to love and care for. But, with the shift in feelings-- you make it a point to avoid everyone associated with the two brothers. Well, at least tries to but with how Jungkook felt that was a little easier said than done. Jungkook has a soft spot for you, everyone knew it. Jin knew it and he hated it but, what happens when that soft spot turns into something else?

♕ | BLUE & GREY [❌] | ON HIATUS M: JUNGKOOK, JIMIN & YOONGI | AU: MAFIA | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | BIRTHDAY TREATS [✓] M: JUNGKOOK NAMJOON, & JIMIN | AU: HYBRID/POLY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » It’s your birthday and they wanted to do something really special for you.

♕ | 07 WAYS TO KISS YOUR HYBRID [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | RED MOON [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: DEMON/INCUBUS/SUCCUBUS | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Drawn to the soul's desperation, Jungkook finds himself confused with how and why his best friend and his friend’s girlfriend is standing naked right in front of him, smirking at him like he's a piece of meat. He likes it, maybe too much but he doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into either. Either way, it’s a dream come true.

♕ | LOVE ME HARDER [✓] M: YOONGI, TAEHYUNG, JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/STEP-FAMILY | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » You knew it was going to happen eventually. Your mother finding someone new to call her own but what you didn’t expect was to fall into bed with said man and his sons. You knew it was wrong, knew you shouldn’t have done it but... You can’t help but love the attention your new family is giving you (even if it’s at the cost of your mother’s happiness).

♕ | WILDEST DREAM(S) [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | YOU IN ME [✓] | Written w/ @/jkeuphoriadreamland M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: Best Friend Brother | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ☁ ╰› Synopsis » Falling on hard times, Jimin moves in with his brother. He’s been a pain in the ass since you could remember, but when he decides to make things right, you’re suddenly unsure if you were willing to accept his apology.

♕ | RATED R [✓] M: JIMIN & YOONGI | AU: POLY/PUBLIC | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Sex in public places wasn’t really the norm for you like it was for them. So, when they told you they wanted to fool around in the movie theatre, you were skeptical at first but you slowly gave in.

Jeon Jungkook (8 Stories Total)

♕ | LOVE LIES (2/2) [✓] | | CHAPTER FIC AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook more or less has been the person who brought you your food every time you ordered. Being a regular customer with the Grubbin’ app, whenever your name pops up he makes sure he’s the first to get it. What you don’t know is he’s been trying to work up the courage to ask you on a date. Will you accept?

♕ | PARTY FAVORS [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You’ve been shopping all day for his little get-together but, he can’t stop playing Overwatch long enough to help you set up.So, you take it upon yourself to show him what happens when he disobeys.

♕ | WET [✓] AU: SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Your cousin, Jimin, pool party was in full effect and you looked to see that Jungkook wasn’t in his swimwear, so what do you do? Push him in the pool. And he’s pissed. It doesn’t help that he’d been craving you all day, seeing as you’ve been walking around in nothing but, a bikini but this was the final straw.

♕ | BITTERSWEET JEALOUSY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » Still after all this time, Jungkook can’t control his jealousy when he sees you with other people. You’ll just have to teach your baby boy a lesson.

♕ | I’LL MISS YOU, KITTEN (2/2) [✓] AU: IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis» Your girl group and BTS are in the midst of touring. You and Jungkook have been sneaking around along with a couple of yours and his members too. He just wants to show you how much he misses you.

♕ | DO YOU TRUST ME? [✓] AU: ARRANGED MARRIAGE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » there’s something wrong, you can tell when he comes home just a little too distant and when you find him breaking down in your bedroom, you want nothing more but to comfort him in the best way you know how, though he wants your love in another way.

♕ | I BELIEVE YOU [✓] AU: NON-IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook tells you all the time that you’re beautiful, it’s up to you if you believe him or not. -or- Your boyfriend Jungkook knows how insecure you are and tries to make you feel better.

♕ | LEVIATHAN [✓] AU: SUPERNATURAL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook reddened eyes watched you dance by yourself, his body yearning for yours– his throat thirsty for your blood.

Park Jimin (10 Stories Total)

♕ | THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT PARK JIMIN [🛑] | CHAPTER FIC AU: HYBRID/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ | fennec fox!jm ╰› Synopsis » There’s something special about being able to just appreciate life and everything that it gives you. who is Jimin to complain, honestly? he has his kits, his soon-to-be wife and even now everything seems as if it’s too good to be true.

♕ | IN DUE TIME [🛑] | CHAPTER FIC AU: STEP-BROTHER | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Who would've thought your step-brother would have fallen for you. And you with him. keeping secrets is hard but, it's more than worth it when you're desperate to be with the one you love.

♕ | KISS IT BETTER BABY [✓] | fennec fox!jm AU: SUGARBABY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Typical movie night has become a big thing for you and your hybrid boyfriend but, soon touches turn to kisses which soon turns to him laying on his back at your mercy.

♕ | BBYBOYMINIEXO WANTS TO PLAY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/non-IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Using Euphoria as his stress reliever, he found you. Now if only he can keep you and make you his.

♕ | HE NEEDS MY LOVE [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jimin just misses you and what better way to show you then to tease you while you’re at work.

♕ | ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jimin wants to do something nice for you so, what better way to do that than to cook for you and greet you with your favorite lingerie on.

♕ | LEVIATHAN: A BITE OF YOU [✓] AU: SUPERNATURAL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Park Jimin was livid. Not only had you left the club with his enemy but, you ended up sleeping with him too. You belong to him and now, a punishment is the only thing that seems to get that through your pretty little head.

♕ | BABY BOY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » he’s your baby boy who just wants to be praised and of course, you can’t help but give him what he wants even after he’s been a bad boy.

♕ | OH, PRETTY LITTLE FOX [✓] | fennec fox!jm AU: SUB!BTS/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » He's been keeping it a little secret, something he's been wanting to try but when you confront him about it he's more than willing to share.

MIN YOONGI

♕ | BABY GIRL [🛑] AU: IDOL/ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Phone sex had become a regular for you two while he was on tour and with that came teasing since he couldn’t get to you but, what happens when he’s finally home?

KIM NAMJOON

♕ | RENDEZVOUS [✓] AU: IDOL/ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » He's supposed to be fixing the roof to your shower not having sex with a tenant.

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m-jelly · 2 months

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The bunny's keeper - Chapter 6

@ladycheesington <3

Levi x fem! reader.

Modern AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, Levi has tattoos and piercings, bad boy Levi, protective Levi,

In this chapter: The team work together to set up and repair a community causing the mayor and the media to be interested in Erwin. Levi takes you on a date to a theme park, but while he's there he has to protect you from Seymore's men.

Massive thank you to @ladycheesington for helping me flesh this story out and helping with the side plot of Erwin and how the gang started <3

part 7

Erwin wiped his brow as he looked out at the park. The ground had been prepared and now it was time to start putting in the play equipment for children. He hummed a little as his and Levi’s men brought everything out and laid it down on the ground so they could map it all out. He glanced down at the plans when they were presented and assessed if they were correct. After a few alterations, the work began again.

Orders were called out, and teams worked together to create different playground equipment. The locals joined in building up the park for the kids. When you first arrived, the aim was to work on the shops and homes. After doing that, it was all about making sure the kids had a place to play. Everyone made it fun with music and a few people dancing and singing along.

While serving drinks and snacks, you noticed that a news team had turned up along with a very curious mayor. You put on your best smile and welcomed them. You handed them an information leaflet with everything Erwin was doing. “We made these to help the locals know what will be coming and what we have done.”

The mayor looked it over. “Incredible. Why is he doing this?”

You smiled sweetly at him. “Well, we all come from backgrounds like this. We all came from poor backgrounds or loss. We were neglected because bad people took advantage of how desperate we were. So, we raised money, put some of our own money together and started helping the community. We give them the tools to help themselves and we listen.”

He looked through the leaflet. “This is impressive. I must speak to Erwin.”

You pointed over to Erwin. “He’s just there helping put up a large slide. I’ll take you over.” You walked with him to Erwin. “Erwin? I have some water for you and the mayor here wants to talk to you.”

Erwin downed some of the water. “Thank you.” He smiled at the mayor. “Lovely to meet you, sir. I am sorry about how I’m dressed.”

The mayor chuckled. “No need to apologise! You’re working hard. Shall we have a chat?”

You gave him a thumbs up. “Go, Erwin.”

Levi slid up next to you with a little girl in his arms. “That the mayor?”

You nodded. “Yeah.” You saw the little girl. “Oh, hello there. You having fun today?”

She grinned. “Yes, Miss!”

Levi adjusted her. “She said she was feeling a little unwell. I was thinking she needs some sugar.”

You nodded and grabbed a chocolate chip cookie. “This should help you, little one.”

Levi smiled and looked after her. “That nice? My fiancée baked them.”

She giggled. “They’re yummy! Thank you.”

You grabbed a cup. “Do you want some juice as well?”

“Thank you.”

You cleaned her face after she was done. “There we go. All better.”

Levi put the girl on her feet. “You feel all better now?”

She grinned. “Yes, thank you.”

Levi ruffled her hair. “Go take a cookie back to your mummy, okay?”

She took another cookie from you. “You’ll be a great mummy and daddy someday!”

“Thank you.” He waved to her before turning to you. “She’s right.”

You hummed a laugh. “Is she now?”

He walked closer and wrapped his arms around you. “I think we would.”

You kissed him and purred. “Me too.” You smiled a little. “You’re doing amazing. This place looks so good.”

Levi smiled as he tangled his fingers in your hair. “Thank you.”

You mewled in delight as he kissed you passionately. You pulled back a bit causing him to kiss and bite at your jawline and neck. You started panting as your body began tingling. You glanced to the side and noticed the news team were locked in on you and Levi. It seemed like they were trying to show that Erwin’s gang was full of love.

Levi picked you up making you giggle. “I can’t wait to marry you.”

You gazed down at your man. “I can’t wait either.”

He carried you to a chair. He sat down and put you on his lap. “What do you want for dinner tonight?”

You thought about what food was in the apartment. “Mm, I could do a jacket potato with beans. I’m sure we have everything in the home.”

Levi blushed a bit. “Well, we have more money. The work you, Erwin and I have been doing has paid off. So, we can go out for a date.”

Your eyes widened. “What? Really?”

He smirked. “Yeah.”

You got nervous when you thought about money. “That’s amazing, but um…we should save our money up.”

Levi caressed your cheek. “We have a great savings account, my bunny. One dinner out will not ruin that.”

You gazed at him with a twinkle in your eyes. “Are you sure?”

He nodded. “Yes. Besides, I’ve told you not to worry about a thing. I’ll take care of you.”

You pouted a bit. “I want to take care of you though.”

He nuzzled his head against you. “I know. You take care of me so much. I eat like normal because of you. I take care of myself better because of you. I sleep like a healthy person should because of you. Fuck, brat, because of you this gang is now expanding and gaining power. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be looking after myself, Erwin would still be fighting against Mr Seymore and this gang would be tiny and not making a difference.”

You felt your cheeks burn. “I…you…umm…” You sighed. “You talk too highly of me.”

“I mean every single word, my lovely bunny.”

You hugged Levi tightly. “Okay. I’d love to go on a date. What do you have in mind?”

He pinched your cheek and smiled a little. “How about a theme park?”

You gasped. “They’re expensive.”

He kissed you. “We can afford it.” He kissed you again. “Tonight, we will order some burgers and tomorrow we’ll go to a theme park.”

You pulled at Levi’s shirt. “Mm…okay.” You gazed at him. “As long as we can afford it.”

“We can.” He squeezed you. “I need some bunny therapy before I get back to work.”

You gave Levi a big hug. “I am so proud of you.”

“That means a lot to me.” He softly said your name. “I’m proud of you every single day.”

You smiled a little. “We better get to work otherwise we won’t be able to part.”

He stood you up and chuckled. “You’re right.” He rose to his feet and stretched. “Alright, let’s get to work.” He leaned over. “Kiss for luck.”

You lightly kissed Levi. “Good luck. You’re amazing and I love you.”

“Love you too.”

You smiled a little before turning back to your post. You handed water out and some food to those who needed it. You made sure you had a gentle smile on your face. When someone got a bit hurt, you gave them a bit of first aid. It was nice seeing everyone so active and having fun. As you chatted with people you saw a gang walking closer, a gang that looked rough. You clenched up a little and made sure you stood protectively in front of the kids.

You stared at them. “Have you come to help us?”

The leader eyed you a bit before smiling softly. “Yeah. We noticed what you were doing. We wanna help.” He thumbed to some ladies. “We cooked some shit too. Help people to keep going.”

“Thank you so much.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “We were wondering…your boss employing?”

You smiled brightly. “He sure is! He is currently talking with the mayor right now, but I can introduce you to my fiancé who is in charge of recruitment.” You waved to him. “Follow me.” You led the man to Levi. “Grumpy? This gentleman here is asking about joining.”

Levi shook the man’s hand. “Good to meet you. Let’s take a bit of a walk and talk things over.” You gave Levi a cute little wave before turning back to your table. You talked to the ladies and pointed to where they could put the food. You worked together and dished out a massive lunch for everyone. The court was lively with people enjoying themselves. It moved you to see how one small idea you had for Erwin turned into such a fun community event. The mayor was even helping put up a few things in the park. It all looked so perfect.

You pulled on your shoes and gazed at Levi. “Are you sure?”

Levi nodded. “Yes.”

You felt your cheeks burn. “Are you sure we can afford this?”

He walked up to you and held you. “Yes.”

You hummed in thought. “Okay, if you say so.”

He pulled you against him. “I swear, my cute bunny, we can afford this. We’ve come into a lot of money these past few months since you suggested the plan for us.” He cradled your face in his hands and showered it with kisses. “You saved us. You allowed us to afford so much more. Darling, your impact on the gang means we can afford a better place to live very soon.”

Your eyes widened. “Really?”

He nodded. “We can afford it now, but I’m saving up. My plan is once we take down Mr Seymore, we will absorb a lot of his power, which will result in a lot of money.”

You tapped your forehead against Levi’s chest. “I’m not that great.”

“You are incredible.”

You whined a bit. “You’re incredible too.”

He held your hand and pulled you outside to his bike. “Are you going to be okay walking around in your shoes and jacket?”

You nodded. “I think I’ll be okay.”

He kissed your cheek. “Okay. If you need anything, let me know.”

“Promise.”

He put your custom helmet on and climbed on first. “Come on, bunny.”

You climbed on and hugged him tightly from behind. “Ready to go.”

He started his bike up and sped off through the city and towards the theme park. It brought him joy having you hold him so tightly. When Levi came to a stop at a light, he felt his heart flutter when you rubbed his tummy and patted his thigh. He placed his gloved hand on your hand resting on his stomach. He chuckled when you pushed your hands up to his pecs and squeezed. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it before putting it back on his stomach so he could drive off.

You gripped Levi again as he moved once more until he finally reached the theme park. You climbed off first and pulled your helmet off. “Look at this place! I’m so excited.”

Levi took his helmet off and helped you pack your biker things with his in the side bags. “You deserve a treat.”

“What about you?”

He held your chin. “Spending a whole day with you is my treat.”

You pouted. “Levi.”

He smirked a bit before kissing you. “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

He pulled you along to the front and paid for tickets to get in. He glanced over at you to see you were worrying about the price again. “Darling bunny.” He pulled you against him. “I want you to only think about today, nothing else. Don’t let money enter your mind, okay?” He stopped and faced you. “Do it for me.”

You gazed deep into Levi’s eyes before releasing a sigh. “Okay.”

“Good girl.” He handed you the map. “So, where do you want to go?”

You looked over the map. “Mm, I don’t mind.”

“Come on, sweetheart, anything you want. There is nothing wrong with wanting things.”

You released a long sigh. “I know, I just find it hard sometimes.”

“I understand.”

You nibbled your lip and pointed. “How about we walk to the far side of the park and work our way forward?”

He kissed your temple. “Fantastic idea.”

You led the way through the park and over to the back end. You eyed up the place and noticed a massive ride. You pointed to it. “This one first.”

Levi stared at the massive ride. “You like the fast scary ones?”

“I do.”

He smirked. “Makes sense. I mean, I am scary and I ride my bike fast.”

You purred. “But you’re not fast in the bedroom.”

He nipped your neck. “You’re damn right.”

You stumbled into the line and giggled as people glanced at you. You hummed a laugh as Levi hugged you from behind. “When shall we start planning for the wedding?”

Levi hummed in thought. “I would love to marry you now. Maybe we’ll marry after we get our big break. I want to spend a lot of money on you.” He nuzzled your neck. “I want you to be treated like a Queen. I’ll buy you the best wedding dress ever.”

You rubbed Levi’s arms. “I don’t need a grand wedding. I’m happy to sign a piece of paper and go to a bar after.”

Levi squeezed you hard. “No.”

You laughed. “Okay, we’ll have a nice wedding.”

He kissed your cheek over and over. “Thank you.”

You moved to a seat and climbed into the spot before pulling down everything to keep you safe. You smiled as the attendant came along and checked to make sure you and Levi were strapped in. You leaned forward and took Levi’s hand. “You okay grumpy?”

Levi hummed as he played with your hand. “I’d rather you be sat on my lap, but yes I’m good.”

You giggled as he showered your hand with kisses. “Levi, focus. We’re moving up now.”

He took a knuckle of yours between his lips and lightly sucked. “I want to devour you.”

You whined a little as you felt a fire burn inside you. “Levi, stop making me feel horny.”

He nipped your finger a little before sitting back. “Here we go!”

Levi smiled when he heard your squeals of delight and delightful laughter. The fun you were having was so infectious. Laughter erupted from Levi as he too started to enjoy himself going around on the twists and bends. He was even smiling when the camera went off and took a picture of the two of you. Levi was sure it was going to be a beautiful picture.

He climbed out of the seat first before helping you. “Are you okay?”

You giggled. “Yes, but I think my hair isn’t.”

He played with your hair a little. “There you go.”

You gazed up at Levi. “Grumpy, your hair is a bit wild too.” You reached up and moved it. “So soft.”

Levi hummed in happiness. “I’m thinking of getting it cut. Maybe an undercut?”

You gasped in delight. “That’ll look so sexy!”

He chuckled at your words. “Well then, I’ll get it done. It’ll also be smarter.”

“You’ll look like a strong and handsome baddie.”

He picked you up a bit and walked with you as you laughed. “Well, I’m glad you will still adore me.”

“Always!”

He glanced over to two men eyeing you and him. Levi knew instantly they were probably Francis Seymore’s men. Levi needed to act without you knowing, to keep you safe and to keep you happy. He placed you on your feet and handed you some money. “Could you get me something to snack on? Maybe some freshly made doughnuts covered in sugar?”

You squealed in delight. “Yes!”

He smiled as you ran off with the money. “So, you here to scare me or kill me?”

A man moved closer to Levi and fixed his tie. “A lot of accidents can happen at theme parks.”

The other with sunglasses put his hands in his pockets. “So many hiding places too for bodies.”

Levi clicked his neck. “You’re right. I can see them all now.” Levi slammed his foot against the middle part of tie’s lower leg causing the bone to snap in half. He ignored the man’s scream as he dropped like a sack of potatoes. He quickly jabbed sunglasses in the neck with the side of his hand causing him to cough and choke. “Come near me and my fiancée again and I will show you what I can do when I’m furious.”

You paid for the doughnuts and loved how warm they were. You walked out and looked for a seat. “Mm…”

Levi walked up to you. “Come on, my bunny. I’ve found a nice spot for us.”

You held his hand and walked with him. A small sob and cry of pain drew your attention away from your man. “What happened to those two?”

Levi brought you to a nice table with a sweet view. “Accident, they happen all the time.”

You placed the bag on the table and stared at Levi. “Levi?”

He picked up one hot doughnut. “Do you trust me?”

“With all my heart.”

He released a long sigh. “They were bad men wanting to hurt us and they were linked to a certain someone.”

You leaned over and bit the doughnut before Levi could take a bite. “I know what you mean. I’m guessing you’re protecting me by not telling me.”

Levi stared at the bite mark. “Yes. You owe me some doughnut.”

You kissed him sweetly at first before slipping your tongue into his mouth. You pulled back a bit and smiled. “How was that?”

Levi growled. “Better than any doughnut I’ve had before.”

You giggled and picked up your doughnut. “About the guys you beat up, Don’t worry, okay? You don’t need to tell me in the future about everything you do and everyone you beat up. Just keep me in the loop a little.”

Levi took your hand and showered it with kisses. “I swear.”

You smiled a little. “We should keep eating before it gets cold.”

“We should.” Levi admired you as you ate with him. He hummed in delight when he saw how happy you were. “Ready to go on more rides?”

“Yes!”

He walked with you to the next ride. “So, I just wanna say if I see another guy or pair I need to take care of, I’ll just say it’s friendship time?”

You giggled. “Sounds cute, but good.”

“Thank you.”

The two of you moved around the park as you went on different rides. Levi relaxed a little and made sure to keep his eyes open for anyone getting close to you. He knew very well that during this time when Mr Seymore was being pressured was the most dangerous for you as a couple. Levi was not going to let anyone hurt a single hair on your head. You were more precious than all the gold in the world.

Levi kissed your neck. “I’ve gotta make some friends, okay?”

You gazed at him with cute doe eyes. “Be safe and be careful with your knuckles, okay?”

“Promise.” He handed you some coins. “Have fun in the arcade.”

You smiled at him. “Thank you.” You ran into the arcade and started on the claw machine. “Oh, cute cuddly!” You stuck your tongue out as you focused a little. “Come on, I will win you.” You gasped as the toy slowly slipped from the claw. “No! You’re so close!” You flinched when a man slammed against the claw machine causing the cuddly to drop into the dropdown box. “Yes!”

Levi panted as he pressed the man’s face against the glass. “Did you get it?”

Your eyes sparkled as you gazed at him. “I did, thank you.”

“Good.” He smiled at you. “Keep playing more.”

You grabbed your prize and hugged it. “You’re the best.”

He smiled at your cute smile. “You’re so sweet to me.” He released the man and sighed. “I just have friendship time, okay?”

You nodded. “I’ll keep playing.” You blew him a kiss then ran into the arcade more and started up another machine. You point your coin in and started playing a platform game. “Been so long since I’ve played something like this.”

A large bang echoed out in the arcade and the wall shook, you ignored it because you knew it was your man working hard to protect you. You stopped playing once you lost all your lives and moved on to the next game. You saw another game where the prize would be a bunny toy, so you were determined to win it for Levi. You tried a few times and started pouting because you weren’t winning.

You shrugged off your frustrations, took a deep breath and then went for it again. You squealed in delight when you won the bunny. “Perfect!”

Levi walked over to you as he panted a little. “Bunny, you okay?”

You smiled up at him. “Yes. I won this for you!”

He gazed at the bunny and smiled. “It’s you.” He took it from you. “Thank you so much.”

You fiddled with your bag and pulled out a tissue. You reached over and wiped some blood off Levi’s cheek. “You’re welcome. Is everything all sorted?”

He nodded. “No more issues for us.”

“So, how about we go have lunch?”

He smiled and took your hand. “Wonderful. What are you thinking?”

You pulled him along. “Umm, I’m thinking maybe we get hotdogs? Oh! Burgers.”

Levi chuckled. “How about we go to a place that does both?”

You hummed in delight. “Yes.”

He picked you up making you squeal with laughter. “Today has been wonderful.” He carried you to a nice restaurant and plopped you on a seat. “Could we do a bit of wedding talk?” He blushed a bit and shifted. “Also, future talk?”

You picked up the menu and played with it. “Of course.”

He released a long sigh. “Future talk.”

You nodded and reached over to Levi and placed your hand delicately on his. “You can tell me anything.”

He locked eyes with you. “How do you feel about kids?”

You smiled. “Are you asking me if I want babies with you?”

He shyly nodded. “Y-Yes.”

“Do you want them?”

“Y-Yes.”

You lifted his hand and kissed his fingers. “Good because I want them. I love kids and I’ve always wanted to be a mum. I know we’ll be amazing parents together.”

Levi welled up. “We will. I can’t wait to have a family together.”

“I can’t either.” You giggled. “So, wedding talk.”

He hummed in thought. “I would like something nice and pretty for you. Maybe we could have it in a forest or a pretty field.”

You smiled a little. “Both sound perfect. I’m just looking forward to our honeymoon.”

Levi perked up. “We can go abroad.”

You whined. “I don’t know if we could afford that.”

“Bunny.”

You released a sigh. “No thinking about money.”

“Good girl.” You kissed your cheek. “The honeymoon will be perfect.”

You smiled sweetly. “I’m also thinking about going camping sometime soon. What do you think?”

Levi nipped your finger. “I would love that. Just you, me, a beach somewhere and all the cuddles.”

“Perfect. We can go on a little road trip.”

“I plan something. We can do it in celebration of taking down a certain someone.”

You grinned. “Great! Now, let’s eat.”

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glystenangel · 2 years

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Welcome to the Neighborhood

SingleDad! Sukuna x Afab!Reader - Modern AU

Series Summary: you move in next door and sukuna, the single dad living next door, notices

alternatively you’re a pottery artist that moves into the neighborhood and you and sukuna develop a big ol fat crush on each other. then you ****.

Chapters: 1/7

Chapter Summary: you meet your next door neighbor

Status: Completed

Tags: Sukuna is separate from Yuji, slight slow burn (it starts off slowish bear w me)

Warnings: 18+ , sukuna is chronically shirtless, sex mention, masturbation mention, slight voice kink

Author's Notes: based on this post bc it is 💞👌👌👌💞💞 thank you to @ringpop-poppy on tumblr for giving me permission to write this, def check them out! also shoutout to @certifiedjaeger because their god tier writing talent inspired me to write again as well🥰 all the chapters are done, but i don't want to spam so I probably won't post them all at once! enjoy daddy sukuna<3

Chapter 1 - Knock Knock

“How’s life in suburbia?”

You blew your hair out of your face before answering your friend Shoko, surrounded by towers of boxes and sighing into the phone as the afternoon light streamed through your new home, “Boxy. But the movers just dropped off the last of my furniture, so maybe that will change soon.”

“I’m sure your pottery stuff was a bitch to unload.” She commented, and you couldn’t help but smile at the memory of the movers cursing as they dropped off your kiln and potter’s wheel.

“I gave them a good tip, so they’ll forgive me.”

“Uh huh, you meet any of the neighbors yet?” She asked, and you could hear her shuffling papers at her end of the line. You suspected she was reviewing patient notes and having cigarettes for dinner instead of going grocery shopping like she had told you she was.

“Mmm, not yet, my cookies are gonna be done in like two minutes though.” You furrowed your brows, unsure if you liked the tinkling sound of broken glass in the cardboard box you had just picked up.

“Only you would bake cookies to distribute to the neighborhood before you’ve even finished unpacking.” You could almost see her shaking her head while puffing out a stream of smoke.

“Everyone likes cookies! I want to get along with my neighbors, plus it’s a cute tradition don’t you think?” You winced upon seeing your living room lamp smashed to pieces. Maybe you shouldn’t have tipped.

“I guess. Don’t overwork yourself though. Moving’s a mission in itself and I know you act like making pottery is the best thing ever, but I’ve seen you burn out enough times to give you some shit about it.”

“Aw, and you say I’m the nice one.”

“Whatever, I can be nice sometimes.”

You giggled at your characteristically gloomy and serious friend’s stubbornness, “Key word is some- Oh! My cookies! I gotta run Shoko.”

This time, you knew you could hear her eyes roll, “Alright, see you. I’ll come visit when I can.”

“Thanks Shoko! See ya.”

You quickly hung up and rushed to the kitchen, patting yourself on the back for immaculately organizing your kitchen while unpacking earlier and donning plush oven mitts to pull out the batch of decadent, golden brown circles of sugar you had lovingly prepared.

Ever since college, you had given out cookies to your neighbors whenever you moved somewhere new. You had always seen it on tv shows and movies and figured it was the best way to get to know the community.

You happily hopped in place after setting the cookies onto the counter, the warm scent of vanilla and chocolate wafting through the air. Baking cookies was also the best way to make your new house feel like a home.

Figuring they’d be best fresh and that whatever remained unpacked could wait, you took a few paper plates and stacked them with the treats, covering them in a thin film of plastic before setting off to surprise your neighbors.

Everyone was fairly pleasant and welcomed you to the neighborhood, and you made your way to the house right next to yours as the sun was setting. When you had been first scoping out the neighborhood, your realtor hadn’t said much about your next door neighbor, summarizing them as your standard family. Before you even knocked, you heard a crashing sound and then children’s laughter filling the air. You smiled to yourself, already sure that your realtor hadn’t done them justice in their vague description.

You knocked, and a deep baritone called out from within, “Who the hell is that?”

“Daddy! You said a bad word! Hell!” You heard a little girl gasp.

“Nobara, just because Daddy says it doesn’t mean you can.”

“Hell!” You covered your mouth, trying to contain a laugh at her petulant rebelliousness before composing yourself.

You decided to knock again,“I just moved in next door and wanted to drop off some cookies!”

“Cookies?! I want some!” You heard another child, this time, a boy.

“Finish going potty first.”

“But cookies-”

“Wait! Yuji! Put your goddamn pants on.”

“Never!” You heard a boyish cackle and the telltale smacks of small, gleeful footsteps on hardwood floor coming closer to the door.

“No pants party!” The little girl screamed excitedly.

“Get back here, both of you! Yuji! Jesus Christ-” You heard a huff behind the door and more chaos before a tired yell came through, “Could you come back later? Nobara-do not bite your brother. Or Daddy.”

“I’m the vampire queen!”

“I’ll just leave them here!” You yelled back, snickering to yourself and tucking the plate onto their doormat.

What a fun house that must be, you thought to yourself as you made your way to the sidewalk connecting your houses.

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After a couple of days, you’d decided to hang up some plants along your back patio. You climbed a ladder to hook the leafy plant baskets along the wooden trellis and rested at the top to admire your handiwork, feeling your heart swell with pride as your little home was slowly but surely coming together.

Your eyes drifted to the house next to yours, the fence was only as tall as your chest and you could see right over it, but you hadn’t paid much more attention to it since you had been madly emptying boxes and trying to catch up with the client emails you had neglected during your move.

A large set of steps crowned with steel metal railing descended from two sliding glass doors that served as the house's back entrance, a patch of cement connecting the end of the stairs and the surprisingly lush green yard. There was a small bright red inflatable soccer goal set up towards the back of the yard, with a more faded plastic slide of the same color askew to its left and what looked to be a homemade sandbox filled with pale grains of sand dusting its borders in the middle of the yard. Only a couple of mid sized bushy trees dotted the spaces in between, and you softly smiled at the childish chalk drawing acting as a mural on the opposite fence. It consisted of 3 stick figures, 2 with spiky pink hair and one with a brown bob and stick straight eyelashes. The largest figure had dark black lines framing their face, but each one had a name scrawled above their head.

“Queen Nobara, Daddy, and Stinky Yuji.” You quietly read, amused by the bold yet squiggly handwriting.

They were holding hands and surrounded with red and pink hearts, the last heart not even reaching halfway above the fence. You deduced that the artist had to have been the rambunctious little girl you had heard through your neighbor’s door. How cute.

“It’s a masterpiece isn’t it?” Your attention was suddenly snatched by the other, deeper voice you recalled from behind the door two nights ago.

Your head snapped towards its source, and you felt your stomach drop.

A tall, shirtless man with an undercut of peach colored hair and patterns of black lines trailing down the sides of his face and toned body was standing by the back door. He had on running shoes and some gray sweats, with a towel tucked around his neck that he was using to dab at his sharp jawline. His muscles were distractingly large, and you marveled at the sweat and dark tattoos donning his olive toned skin. You were willing to bet money that even in that state he probably smelled good too. You could barely meet his eyes, which held a coppery shine and you had to remind yourself to speak as a wolfish grin spread across his handsome features. He was nothing short of gorgeous, and unfortunately seemed to be very aware of it.

“Yes, I was just thinking how cute it is. Is ‘Queen Nobara’ the artist?” You leaned against the top of your ladder, quirking up a brow when his eyes briefly drifted below your neckline. He wasn't subtle. He probably never had to be.

Sukuna laughed at your question, and your heart skipped a beat at the velvety sound.

“Sure is, she’s the cutest little shit.”

His tattooed figure was intimidating, but you found the way he said the words, fondly and with no malice, endearing.

“And ‘Stinky Yuji’ is the one who doesn’t like wearing pants?”

Sukuna’s eyes narrowed and he leaned forward to brace himself on the railing.

“You made those cookies?”

His hands wrapped completely around the metal, and the veins of his forearms became more pronounced. You tried to stop yourself from imagining being caged underneath them, or feeling them gripping around your thighs until they left bruises.

A nervous laugh escaped past your lips, “Um, yeah! That was me the other day, I just moved here.”

“They were really good. My kids loved them, thank you.” Another grin, but this time more of a smile than a smirk.

You felt your cheeks warm and began to reply when a shrill, “Daddy!” erupted from the house, followed by some incoherent squabbling.

“Speak of the devil.” He winked at you and disappeared into the house, and you didn’t realize you had been holding your breath until a few more moments had passed.

Fuck.

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After that initial face to face encounter, your next door neighbor took up more of your headspace than you would have liked.

It didn’t help that every time you looked out the window he would be shirtless, doing god knows what because his pecs and tapered waistline were so incredibly distracting that you couldn’t even begin to guess what he had been up to unless he was doing something truly mundane like grabbing the mail. Not that you were even trying to stare. It was just that he opted to do pretty much any activity shirtless or wearing, at most, muscle tanks cut open at the sides. You could probably count on one hand how many times you’d seen him in anything with sleeves.

Despite his questionable and scant wardrobe, or maybe because of it, you started paying closer attention to him.

Even though he was so rough around the edges, you could tell he was a good father and cared more than his aggressive manner of speaking and tough exterior would imply.

Whenever the sun was out on the weekends, you’d see him playing with his kids, their laughs and screams of joy reaching across the yard. He would swing them around his shoulders, play fighting with them and pretending to chase them before being overpowered by whatever super powers or techniques they had made up to ‘defeat him’.

You would watch them from your own yard as you sat and drafted sketches for future pottery pieces, heart squeezing before retreating back into your home to push thoughts of him out of your mind with clay and glaze.

Emptying him from your mind never lasted as long as you wanted it to, and one day, he had come over to hand you some mail that was mistakenly delivered to his house.

“I think this is yours.”

“Oh, thank you! I think I got yours too then, you’re…Ryoumen Sukuna right?” You read off of one of the envelopes you had brought in, peering up at him cautiously in case you had mispronounced it.

He had smiled wide upon hearing you say his name, taking the letters from you and leaning close, “You can just call me Sukuna.”

You had timidly given him your name in return, and he had straightened up, repeating it slowly as if he was savoring it around his tongue.

“I’ll remember that. Thanks.”

Once he was gone, you had immediately run to your bedroom to slide shaky fingers between your legs, hearing the echo of your name in his voice until you were sore.

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End Notes: oh no, he's hot! (and yes we're classifying 5'8 as tall okay) check my fic tag for the next chapter! building the spice slowly yet surely👌😎

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xoxiu · 10 months

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first love of late spring - ot7 x reader

chapter five table of contents masterlist join the taglist discord

summary: falling, falling, falling- that's what you shouldn't be doing as a young intern at hybe. falling in love with your supervisor is frowned upon, especially all seven of them. you'll never learn, will you? guess you’ll just have to be their dark secret.

tags/warnings: intern!reader, poly relationships, stockholm syndrome, age regression, spanking, drug use, sugar daddy au, dubcon, body dysmorphia

taglist: @frieschan

"Thank you for joining me, y/n."

You looked up from your tea, giving Jungkook a soft smile. The two of you grew very close recently, often going on little dates to the various small restaurants around Seoul. This one, in particular, was your favorite- it was all cute and pink and had amazing decorations to take photos with. Jimin had introduced you to the small cafe, as it was a favorite of his.

Sometimes the other members would join the two of you for lunch, but Jungkook was always there. Every Tuesday at 13:00, you'd get a text from him telling you to meet him outside. He would wait for you no matter the weather, and greet you with a small and a side hug. You would never admit it, but you found the way he treated you attractive. How consistent it was, how he would even be slightly dressed up, how he always listened deeply to you and actively engaged in conversations- it was everything you needed.

Jungkook was a gentleman.

"I think this should be the last snow of the season," Jungkook remarked as the two of you exited the building. "Spring is coming soon- it's almost April."

"I hope so," you said, staring up at the snow gracefully falling towards the earth. A small flake landed on the tip of your nose. "I love spring. It feels like new beginnings."

Jungkook's hand brushed yours, and you moved your hand away out of instinct. You looked down at his hand, and then up at his face. He blushed from the bitter cold before meeting your eyes. This time, he grabbed your hand with purpose and continued the walk back as if nothing happened.

"Jungkook," you quietly protested, but never let go of his hand. "Someone could see."

"Let them."

You kept looking around to see if someone was watching, but everyone around you kept moving along with their day. No one paid the two of you any mind. You looked down at your feet and blushed.

The comeback was only a week away. Every day felt painfully long and busy, yet time always seemed to fly by. There just weren't enough hours in the day to do everything that you wanted. You sat in the lounge alone, now lovingly dubbed your 'office' by your coworkers because you were the only one to ever be there. They all knew you would be in there, so coworkers were always in and out asking you questions. Of course, you would always answer them and have a quick chat with a smile, but once they left your demeanor would switch. Working a more corporate-type job always left you wondering why some conversations couldn't have just been an email. Human interaction wasn't always necessary.

The schedule for today had been posted. By 11:00 you needed to upload the teaser music video for BTS' new single from the album. You thanked whoever created the queue feature for most social media sites, allowing you to automatically post something right on time with ease. Having to have all social posts on different sites go up at the same time without it was stressful.

After queuing everything up to post, you leaned back on the couch, closing your eyes for a moment to just breathe. Your eyes soon grew heavy as you went in and out of consciousness. Namjoon looked down at his phone. He grew more and more concerned and worried as you continued to miss his calls. After the fifth attempt, he began walking to the lounge he knew you were in.

He could see you through the window as he walked up to the door. You were curled up on the couch in the fetal position. Namjoon could tell you were out cold- completely dead to the world. He quietly opened the door, tiptoeing his way over to you.

Gently, he shook your shoulder to try to wake you. You groaned in protest before suddenly realizing you fell asleep. Your eyes snapped open and you shot up from the couch.

"Good morning, sleepyhead."

"Oh my god, what time is it?" You asked, shaking your computer mouse to wake your laptop. The screen lit up with notifications of missed meetings and the current time- 13:32.

You had missed lunch with Jungkook.

"Woah, calm down," Namjoon sat down next to you, putting a reassuring arm over your shoulder. You tensed up but eventually relaxed into it. You just needed the grounding the new weight on your shoulders gave you.

"It's fine. You've done enough work today," Namjoon kept trying to calm you down, your heartbeat slowly going back to normal along with your breaths.

"I had a meeting with Jungkook at-"

"I know, I know. He's busy with dance practice right now." Namjoon removed his arm and stood up. "I think you should go home and rest. You did well. I'll walk you home."

Namjoon had such a calming presence, you thought to yourself. It was in the tone he spoke in as well as his words. He was much older and wiser than you, and out of anyone you took his advice to heart. While he looked intimidating on the outside, he had the purest heart and wisest soul.

"You work too hard," Namjoon stated as the two of you walked through the building. "With the comeback and all, I think we all need a good rest once it's all done."

"You're one to talk," you said, lightly elbowing Namjoon in the side. "I think you guys are overworked. Once the album comes out, my workload lightens. You seven still have performances, concerts, and a world tour after."

Namjoon chuckled at your statement. He knew it was hard and stressful, especially with the tour coming up in May, but it was nothing they hadn't done before. You, on the other hand, were completely new to this. While school taught you social media marketing, they never taught you just how stressful it would be managing the social media accounts for the most famous idol group in the world. Nothing could have prepared you for this.

The weather finally seemed to liven up the past few days. The air was no longer bitter cold, snow no longer littered the ground, and you could see the sprouts of future flowers. It smelt fresh outside, and you just felt an overwhelming sense of joy from the changing of the seasons.

You lead Namjoon down to your basement studio apartment. From the look on his face, he was rather shocked at just how tiny the space was. There was just enough room for the two of you to comfortably stand in the kitchen together.

"Thank you for walking me home, Joon." You smiled at him as you sat down on your sofa bed. The older man just continued to look around at your barren apartment.

"You know, you can stay at my place anytime you'd like," he offered, doing a double take when he spotted the molding kitchen counters. "I'm rarely there, and it has a beautiful view of the Han River."

"Oh, thank you," you said and politely declined his offer. You don't know what you would have done with a huge apartment, and you felt like staying in his apartment would just be too kind of him. You had a place to sleep and live, and you were happy.

"Or just come visit the dorm again- you're always welcome there."

Many nights now you had crashed on their couch, usually after a long night of gaming and drinking. Occasionally you would do something work-related, like film videos or discuss future posting schedules. One time, you had to sit in on a livestream alone to make sure everything went smoothly. You usually had a partner with you, but the late-night, post-show live was a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Namjoon ruffled your hair before leaving. You smiled at the door after his exit.

You had been working at HYBE for about six months now. In six months, you managed not to be fired, get a promotion, and make seven amazing friends. How lucky could you be? Namjoon was like a smart and kind older brother. Seokjin and Hoseok were so, so silly yet somehow maintained a level of strictness and authority. You could always rely on Yoongi to give you unbiased opinions as well as just someone to listen to your problems without judgment. Taehyung and Jimin always managed to get you out of your shell whether you liked it or not. And Jungkook, he especially made you feel wanted.

Jungkook. Whenever you thought of him, something inside you fluttered. He had always quite literally looked at you differently than the others. His eyes never seemed to leave you, and whenever your eyes would meet you'd have to look away with a blush. He knew what he wanted from you, and you think you know as well.

You all were just friends, of course, but you couldn't help but think deeply about their actions. What exactly were their intentions? You closed your eyes with a sigh. In your mind, you pictured them. Their eyes, mouths, hands. You became intimate with them over the months, kilometers more than what an employee relationship should be. It wasn't your fault you thought so deeply about their every move, wondering if there could be something more.

A college friend of yours from America had multiple boyfriends while in school, and they were all aware of each other. It was abnormal, but everyone seemed happy and fulfilled in the relationship. Polyamory, she had called it. You couldn't help but picture yourself in her position- seven boyfriends who all loved and cared for you. No matter what you looked like, or what you did, they just wanted you for you.

You wanted to feel wanted.

You wanted their wandering touches, their reassurances, their love. You craved it. Never once had a man looked at you with desire and love, making you feel less than the other girls who had perfect bodies, perfect personalities, and perfect men. Just once, you wanted to feel what unconditional love meant.

A tear slowly rolled down the side of your face. In your heart and mind, you knew they didn't think of you like that. You were just a staff member to them, a friend at most.

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts #jungkook x reader #taehyung x reader #jimin x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok x reader #yoongi x reader #seokjin x reader #bts little space #first love of late spring

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galoresficrecs · 7 months

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[SKZ] Chan

LAST UPDATED ON: Nov 7th, 2023

newly added ✦ || personal faves ✪ || ongoing ✑

ratings:

not rated || general || teen and up || mature || explicit🔞

❧ NO ship ☙

✦ [paranoia verse part 2] stars, sleep well by chocomelon [5k words] AW: MCD ;; hurt no comfort, post-apocalypse!au, missing scene, dead!chan || general

❧ chan x changbin ☙

The Universe At The End of I-40 by TheSwingbyJeanHonoreFragonard [15,7k words] summer, road trip!au, friends to lovers || explicit🔞

❧ chan x felix ☙

✪ curse of curves by babychannie [29k words] a/b/o!au, mpreg, single parent!chan, misunderstandings || explicit🔞

even though i have it all (i want you more, more) by strayshined [51,1k words | 21 ch] sugar daddy/sugar baby!au, strangers to lovers, slow burn || explicit🔞

I Just Wanna Taste it, Make it Hot by Shmo [3,3k words] friends to lovers, getting together, pwp || explicit🔞

✦ [Fate or Something Worse part 1] In Sheep's Clothing by Mntnsflrs [36,3k words | 7 ch] crimes & criminals, gun violence, strangers to lovers, kidnapping, road trip || explicit🔞

you're my (secret) treasure by Safeira [7,8k words] fantasy, strangers to lovers, dragon shifter!chan || explicit🔞

Your Hands In Mine by koto [3,8k words] college!au, getting together || general

❧ chan x hyunjin ☙

✦ Everybody wants to rule the world by sisyphuswashere [12,2k words] sex work, rivals to lovers || explicit🔞

❧ chan x minho ☙

✪ Fake It Till You Fuck It by megaotaku98 [13,3k words] secret agents!au, fake relationship, coworkers to lovers || explicit🔞

next page, next chapter by flying_dream [16,1k words] parenthood, friends to lovers || teen and up

teach me something new by wooyoungthighs [7,4k words] college!au, pwp, professor/student || explicit🔞

Worthy by Str4y [6,4k words] established relationship, heavy angst, murder, horror || explicit🔞

❧ chan x reader ☙

Cabin In the Woods by dreamescapeswriting [4k words] f!reader, summer camp!au, friends to lovers || explicit🔞

instinct by fizzydrink698 [53,4k words | 10 ch] f!reader, a/b/o!au, college!au, roommates!au, friends to lovers || explicit🔞

✦ ✪ Saviour by jl-micasea [15,5k words] f!reader, post-apocalypse!au, zombies || explicit🔞

the devil's tango by huenjin [14,4k words] 3racha x reader || f!reader, demons!au, pwp || explicit🔞

[part of Fuck Those Frat Boys] The President by destiny-fics [4,5k words] f!reader, college!au, fraternity!au enemies to lovers || explicit🔞

touch by fizzydrink698 [13,4k words | 2 ch] f!reader, werewolf!au, enemies to lovers || explicit🔞

❧ otn/multi☙

✦ Haebang by bulletTears [193,6k words | 22 ch] chan x everyone || porn with plot, slow burn || exp

Let's be friends so we can make out by Irrelevantaverrageteen [3,3k words] 3racha || best friends, recreational drug use || explicit🔞

Terms and Conditions Apply by hwangism [90,1k words | 18 ch] chan x hyunjin x jisung x minho || a/b/o!au, escort service, angst with a happy ending || explicit🔞

✦ (don't be) greedy by noisehues [10,8k words] college!au, pwp, established!minsung || explicit🔞

✪ Hideout by Theforeverbattles [141,8k words | 20 ch] chan x jisung x minho || AW: violence ;; gang!au || explicit🔞

✪ New habit by LilJiji [5,7k words] chan x jisung x minho || roommates to lovers, feelings realization, polyamory negotiations || explicit🔞

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lowkeychenle · 3 months

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profiles: NCTU’s most musically inclined🎶

masterlist ← profiles: ISO: Sugar Daddies🥺 → chapter 1: musically FUCKED ❌

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader (featuring NCT Mark, NCT Haechan, NCT Jisung, NCT Jaemin, NCT Renjun, NCT Xiaojun, aespa Ningning, & aespa Winter)

Genre: SOCIAL MEDIA AU! :D suggestive, crack, funny haha stuff idk; college au; new fic collab with @lowkeyjaemin !!

Content Warnings: suggestive content, man-hating jokes, kys jokes, etc etc will add more when I think of them

Notes: first real part up 3.6!

taglist: @defzcl @kpophosblog @zhonglele02 @carelessshootanonymous @haechanielove @daegale taglist is open! message me or comment to be added🥰

zhong chenle (AKA chenle) - music major; cares about nothing but music. isn’t interested in anything that might distract him from his studies/work. kind of cocky? but rightfully so ig

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park jisung (AKA andy) - dance major; chenle’s shy bestie for the restie. loves to perform but is also nervous as hell 24/7. will be dancing for haechan’s new upcoming music video (featuring chenle), and has danced with ningning before for a different haechan music video.

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mark lee (AKA mark) - graduated music major; just a canadian people think is american. rap legend of NCT University, and signed with haechan’s label, full sun records, after graduation. once worked on a project with y/n y/l/n in his senior year, and will invite her for a feature on his upcoming solo album.

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lee donghyuck (AKA haechan) - graduated music major; founder and main artist of full sun records. graduated the same year as mark. has features with many different artists, including mark and chenle. has casted others in his music videos, including jisung, ningning, and renjun. thinks he’s a legend (up for debate).

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huang renjun (AKA renjun) - fashion major; sassy model who doesn’t actually like people despite his nice, happy front. barely tolerates his gc, but haechan’s music video got him an agent and a modeling deal so…

#nct dream #chenle #nct #nct dream smau #zhong chenle #social media au #kpop social media au #kpop smau #chenle smau #nct smau #nct social media au #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct smut #chenle smut #nct dream smut #lowkeyjaemle

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libraryofloveletters · 7 months

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Babe I need another dad charles from daddy and me plus three to heal me from this weekend

as much as I'd like to provide you with that bestie, I have 100 million ideas to finish before new years preferably.

here's a list of up coming fics in no particular order

merry smutmas fics on @whorekneecentral

untitled series on here

dad!ruben dias fic

in which, you and your son, Chris, join Ruben for his few days with the Portugal national team.

the art of kissing - kostas tsimikas

in which, kostas kisses any and everyone but especially you + an idea/request that @curiousthyme had sent me about kos a while ago

perfect match - andy robertson

in which, you and your favourite co-worker decide to try out a new dating app for the first time and end up as each other's match.

a kiss for a sinner - fernando alonso

in which, the mysterious man appeared one day out of the blue. you knew someone had bought the house next door but you never expected.. him. you weren’t sure what to expect. - inspired by salvatore by lana del ray

sugar and spice, all things nice. - single dad seb au

chapter 8 - in which, you and seb have been quietly dating for a few weeks and the girls start to notice things are pointing to a shift in their parents’ relationship.

call my name - carlos sainz + charles leclerc

chapter 4 - summer break; charles focuses on training for the second half of the season but sends you off with best wishes for your summer trip with your girlfriends in sunny, sunny, spain.

slipping through my fingers - jenson button

in which, jenson denies you so many years ago, though he never wanted to, he did it for your sake. now that you're back, things are different but.. you don't seem to think so. (x best friend's sister!reader)

the best at being the worst - max verstappen

in which, ex teammates who the media forces to hate each other; everything that can be used against each other is being used. they often forget that they used to be the best of the best.

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harttiklr · 2 years

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Okay, damn, here it is. IDK WTF I'm doing with posting this... so anyway, here goes.

Now on A03 too as well as my own blog.

A New Leaf *Jon Bernthal x You/Reader*

tags: 18+, Minors DNI, Jon Bernthal/You, Reader, Alternate Universe, first person POV, male-female exclusive, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Fluff/Smut, Porn With Plot, Explicit Sexual Content, Consensual Sex, DaddyDom, Sugar Daddy, daddy kink, Dom/sub, Praising, Aftercare, Safe Engagement, Cussing, Blow Jobs, Cunnilingus, Cum Swallowing, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Hand Jobs, Vaginal Fingering, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Simultaneous Orgasms, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Spanking, Punishment, Name Calling, Humiliation, Some Angst/Anxiety

Summary: Told in the first person POV, you/reader/narrator meets AU/Jon Bernthal who is an owner/CEO of a profitable business that has taken over the company you work for. (I obviously do not know a thing about high powered executive corporate dealings and takeovers/buyouts whatever, AT ALL, so you’ll have to just give me that.) The narrator/you meet Jon at an executive meeting and your initial dislike of him turns into a sexual relationship when he becomes your sugar daddy/dom.

Notes: This is a slow burn story built around explicit sexual engagement. It sets up the relationship between them a bit first, establishing dynamics, building tenson. This is my version of a Daddy Dom/sub relationship. It may not follow “established rules”, but this is my story, and it’s the way I wanted to tell it, so if it doesn’t match your idea of what that should look like, hit the back button and move on. Obviously, in this AU version, Jon does not have the family or life he lives IRL. I kept the description of the narrator/i.e – reader intentionally vague so the reader can decide image or name for themselves. I also keep Jon’s physical appearance a little vague too (like hairstyle/facial hair) in order to allow the reader to visualize the Jon look they’re most attracted to. Enjoy!

CHAPTER 1 I didn’t particularly care for Jon the first time I saw him. Probably because of the way he was dressed. While the suit he was wearing probably cost more than my entire wardrobe, I thought the undone top two buttons on his dress shirt was entirely too flagrant for this meeting. He was in charge of this business, though, we were his new business partners, and I was an entry level junior assistant just trying to hustle my way into something more meaningful than my self-described ‘office lackey’ role. I have to admit, I didn’t even like the way he walked up to us all. It pissed me off, to be honest. He looked directly ahead of him, but he had this gate, this swagger in his step. The way his shoulders and head moved slightly side to side, the slight sway to his arms and hips. It was strutting, subtle and slight, but self-assured, confident, strutting. Even the look in his eye spoke of someone who knew who he was, but beyond that, it was a look like he enjoyed the thought that everyone else did too and envied it.

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two for one | levi ackerman; erwin smith | #04

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Levi Ackerman x reader x Erwin Smith | chapter four

Summary: You’re in the brink of getting evicted. Your income barely pays for the monthly expenses. You’d do anything not to get back to your parents’s house. You’d do anything for a better life, for a little more money. Even if it means having an polygamous arrangement with not one, but two sugar daddies. But what happens if you get in the way of their relationship? Or worse, what happens if you fall in love with not one, but both of them? [Modern AU]

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Needless to say, the amusement park is packed with people. It's the last weekend before fall officially arrives, so I guess people wanted to enjoy the last bits of summer. I walk in the middle of Levi and Erwin, squished between their biceps, feeling the warmth of their bodies in the midst of so many people. It's good, because the weather is chilly today and I'm wearing nothing more than denim shorts and a sweatshirt that barely warms me up.

“How about the roller coaster?” Erwin suggests, pointing to the huge steel mountain far in the park. So far, we've walked around, looking for a ride to go.

“I'm not going on that.” Levi replies, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jacket.

“Oh, I want to try the new slingshot ride,” I say, watching as people inside a crate scream as they're launched upwards, like a reverse bungee jump.

“I'm definitely not going on that either.” Levi argues, walking in the opposite direction of that ride.

"C'mon Levi, we can't play shot-the-target all day.” Erwin laughs.

“Actually, that's a great idea.” I chime in, noticing Levi has been a bit distant the whole time. Maybe amusement parks aren't his thing, “Since the rides are crowded, I don't think we'll be able to enjoy some anytime soon... So why don't we play some games in the meantime?”

I can tell Levi loves the idea of playing games all day, mostly because he pulls me to a Balloon and Dart tent. Erwin follows us, chuckling softly, but ends up joining when we start playing. We go from tent to tent for a while, and I lose most of them. Erwin and I also persuade Levi to go on some rides, but the only one he accepted to join us was the Teacups.

“I have to let you know, we're pretty good at this,” says Erwin when I suggest we play a game in the shooting gallery.

“What, shooting fake ducks?” I ask, picking up a fake gun and taking a look at the scenario: metal ducks and a few targets hoover over cardboard drawn water. Yeah, I can do this.

“Taking down targets.” It's Levi who answers, taking the fake gun beside me and testing its weight.

I frown, “Cause you play shoot the target a lot?”

Erwin snorted, standing on my other side, “Yeah, we own a videogame console.”

Oh. That's not that bad. Right? Everyone plays videogames now and then and to imagine Erwin Smith, thirty-seven, playing videogames with is boyfriend... It's something I long to see with my own two eyes.

“Did we not mention that?”

A ring bells and all targets start moving, I try my best to shoot them all. They're actually pretty good, I can't lie, but I'm better. In the end, I tie with Levi who looks at me impressed.

“My grandfather taught me to shoot.” I explain, smiling at him, “Did I not mention that?”

From my left side, Erwin barks out a laugh. Levi just stares at me dumbfounded.

“I want a rematch,” he says, simply, and we play again.

I end up winning and choose the biggest stuffed animal – a red panda – and give it to him. He looks displeased, but I can see the way he fights to keep that façade. A microscope smile fights to curve the corners of his lips and it makes me happy. The rest of the day is summed by Erwin and I trying to convince him to go on rides and playing games with them. I have a great time; I laugh and have fun. Erwin and I go on the roller coaster, Levi and I compete to see which one of us is better at winning those stupid game tents.

“Is it okay if we go on the Ferris Wheel?” I ask by the end of the day. The sun is beginning to set and the wind is getting chillier and chillier by the second, but I don't want to miss the opportunity of getting a nice view of the city from up there. My question is directed to Levi, but he doesn't answer, instead clutches the huge red panda I gave him as he looks up at the ride, “I mean–” I back off, “We don't have to...”

“We'll go,” answers Erwin for the both of them, but I don't feel good about forcing Levi to go on it.

“I don't want Levi to feel uncomfortable...”

“I'm fine.” His tone is sharp, but he still clutches the stuffed animal as if his life depends on it. He has a reason to not go on all those rides, and I wonder if he's just afraid of heights or if it's about something else. Either way I wouldn't like if someone force me to do something I don't want to.

“You know what.” I smile at them, “I changed my mind. It's getting a little cold, so why don't we head–”

“I'll go.” Levi interrupts me and I turn to see he's looking at me. Deep into my eyes.

“Levi, I don't want you to–”

“I want to.” There's nothing but honesty in his eyes and something I see as... desire.

“O-okay.” I stutter.

The Ferris Wheel cabin is a bit tight, but I manage to fit perfectly between them, our thighs pressed together as we sit beside each other; I notice Levi grips the security bar a little too tight when the security person closes it at around our waists. The ride starts moving slowly and comes to a halt for the people who were behind us in line to get in as well. Levi sucks in a deep breath and I suddenly feel bad for suggesting we go on this stupid ride. It moves slowly again and then stops again.

I'm so selfish. Why did I am even making this about myself? He's clearly upset about this.

“Levi is afraid of heights,” Erwin speaks when the Ferris Wheels moves again.

“Stop talking about me as if I'm not here.” He quips then exhales sharply when the cabin moves slightly as the Ferris Wheels halts abruptly, “It's more of falling than the height itself.”

I feel as if ice has been dropped inside my stomach, “Levi, I'm sorry, I didn’t know–”

“Quit it.” Levi interrupts me, “I wanted to come. All I did was play those dumb games with you... wanted–” He inhales sharply, closing his eyes when the cabin moves again, “Wanted to do something– something fun with you.”

Through the sunset light, I can see a pink color painted on his cheeks and on the tips of his ears. His eyes don't meet mine, but I can sense honesty in what he says and I feel butterflies fluttering inside me.

“But I did have fun with you,” I tell him with a soft smile on my face. He finally looks at me, dumbfounded, speechless, “those stupid games were the best part of my day.”

The ride moves again and he doesn't panic like before; Erwin wraps his arm around my shoulders to reach and rest a hand on his shoulder. In a moment of boldness, I take his hand, peeling it off from the bar where his grip had lightened a bit. I'm cozy, fitting right in between them, their legs warming mine as we reach the top, our cabin enlightened by the golden hour sun. The view from up here is breath taking, we can see pretty much the entire city and some of the vegetation around it. The sunset makes it all worthy, painting the sky with oranges and yellows and I'm pretty sure I'll never forget this. I wish I could take my phone to snap a picture, but it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't feel the same.

“Thank you both for today,” I say, words flowing out of me naturally, “I had a great time.”

Erwin looks at me softly and then shares a knowing look with Levi. He takes my hand and holds it between his fingers, takes a deep breath and then speaks.

“We were wondering if you'd come over to our place tonight.”

Oh.

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Updates.

I dropped off the face of the planet, I’m well aware and so I’m posting this now so it’s out of the way and taken care of. The past 2 month so have been...well. It’s been something but meeting and hosting my beloved @iwriteficsandtragedies at my own home has made it all worthwhile.

I paused Patreon because of the things that I had going on (thank you for the messages, I really did/do appreciate them) and I wasn’t in a good mindset. But I guess I’m back now and in that time, I’ve done some writing. I’ve also taken some of the feedback on board and now each update will include a banner so that you know it’s a fic and something to read as opposed to just my shit posting.

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