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[ihavethedreamies]

Love or Hate (1) | Jongho

Choi Jongho - ATEEZ

Word Count: ~3.2k

Pairing: Jongho x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Fluff, Pining, Angst? Reader gets cranky, Jealousy

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, almost a slight moment with Wooyoung

Summary: You have developed a strong crush on your best friend over the two years you have known him. One day, all your emotions just boil over.

Part 1; part 2 will be smut u3u

Part 2: Sweet or Spicy

Part 3: Sweet? or Spicy?

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You had been friends with Jongho for a few years. You met both of your Freshman year and now the end of Junior year was approaching. It was at some kind of Freshman event that all the clubs and school organizations were at to try and recruit new members. Walking around the rec center gym where a bunch of booths were set up, you were looking at some brochures on an unmanned table when you quite literally ran into him. When you turned to walk elsewhere, you smacked into someone's chest and you yelped, pulling back quickly, your hand over your mouth. Since you were pretty short, even though he wasn’t super tall for a guy, he was bigger than you. Also, not just from literally faceplanting into him, you could tell he was strong. His pants were extremely tight and so was the long-sleeve button up he had on.

"Woah!" He steadied you by placing his hands on your shoulders and even his hands felt ridiculously strong.

"I'm so sorry!" You apologized again, not normally very clumsy. At first you wondered why he had been so close to you, but the place was quickly growing packed and there wasn’t too much room to move around. The event was supposed to be outside with more room, but it was pouring so they had to set up inside. Due to the amount of people, if you backed up too far you would be sitting on the table, so you were forced to stay close to him. What drew your attention most was that he was in a dress shirt and pants with a vest. It was like…hot as balls out even with the rain. Why was he so covered up?

Someone excused themselves behind him and he was forced even closer to move out of the way, and his hand had still not moved from your shoulder.

"A-are you wanting to look at this?" You pointed behind you, shuffling to the side so he could look at the brochures. There was a map of campus laid out on the table as well, both things explaining all of the different places and things you could do. He smiled and moved up to where you had been and so you grabbed a pamphlet and went to move on, but he called out to you.

"Do you work in the weight room?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah. Why?"

"I saw you there yesterday. Is there a time where it’s less busy?" He had picked up a flyer and walked over to you and once again someone brushed by him, and you found him even closer to you again.

"Um, the early morning. We open at like six, there aren’t too many people then." Most people did not like hearing that. You went to bed and woke up early so you didn’t mind working then. It actually paid more than in the evening because most people don’t want to work that early.

"Great, thanks…"

"(Y/N)." you told him, holding out your hand for him to shake and he returned it.

"Jongho."

After that he would come by the weight room when you were working and since it was slow that was also when you worked out. You weren’t great with cardio since you had asthma as a kid and so you just lifted. It made you laugh when he came in because he always wore long pants and long sleeves, whereas you would be in a sports bra and capris leggings. Eventually you began hanging out outside of the weight room and you joined his group of friends. They were…a lot. Most of the time, Jongho and you would sit off to the side and watch as Seonghwa tried to calm the chaos. One night you were hit really hard by the fact that you had gotten a crush on the youngest of the group. It was Sophomore year, and you were all hanging out in a small grassy courtyard behind the Liberal Arts building. It was nearing the end of the school year, and it was early spring, only a sweatshirt was needed even as the moon rose. Some of the boys were running around like children while you sat on a picnic blanket with Jongho, Hongjoong and Seonghwa. You were putting together some small Lego sets with the eldest when you heard a shrill cry of your name.

"(Y/N) help me!" Wooyoung screamed and you sighed but didn’t turn to look at him.

"Whatever it is, you deserve it!" You called back and he screamed again. Finally, you turned to see what was happening and he was being held captive by San as Mingi and Yunho bit his arm. Not having any idea how it had come to this you deadpanned at the scene and sighed. Getting up, you shot Hongjoong a look and he looked up from where he was writing notes of a new song, his guitar on his lap.

"Aren’t you dad? Seonghwa's mom? When did I turn into mom?"

"When Jongho became dad." Hongjoong told you and glared at him. He wasn’t wrong. Jongho was the scariest and if Wooyoung or San were being annoying he would just pick them up or squeeze their hand real hard. He could even throw a Mingi over his shoulder if need be.

"Why am I mom?" You looked quickly at Jongho who was leaning against the tree, his eyes closed, earbuds in. Seonghwa snorted and you glared at him then.

"Please." He scoffed and you flinched.

"What is that supposed to mean?" You questioned and the eldest shot Hongjoong a look himself and they had a silent conversation.

"Whatever-"

"(Y/N)!!!!!" Wooyoung screamed again and you knew you would have to do something before you all got in trouble. Groaning, you jogged over to them, prying San's arms off of Wooyoung while flicking Yunho and Mingi hard on the forehead. They yelped dramatically and fell back, holding their heads. San lunged to grab Wooyoung again and the younger one hid behind you, using you as a shield.

"Uh, guys-" Yeosang, who was standing nearby trying to watch, but not get involved, called out.

"Jung Wooyoung!" you scolded as he squatted behind you, holding your legs, pressing his cheek to your butt. His hand was wrapped around your thigh and your face felt warm having him hold you like that.

"Wooyoung-" Yeosang was ignored again and suddenly the other three looked at something behind you in fear.

"What?" You tried to turn and look too but there was a person attached to you.

"Oh my gosh, let go!" When you reached to pry his arms off of you, he just held on tighter, his other hand landing on your inner thigh.

"Ah!" he screamed out of nowhere and he was off of you. You stumbled at the force of what yanked him off and teetered before getting your balance.

"What the-" You finally turned and saw Jongho had pinned Wooyoung down on the ground and was holding his arms behind his back. He wasn’t doing it hard enough to hurt him, but he was restricting him from moving.

"Ow, ow, ow!" He yiped and seeing the display of strength, and the fact that he was doing it to rescue you, made your heart thud against your rib cage. That must have been what Yeosang was trying to warn of and why the other three got startled. The fabric of Jongho's sweatshirt spread tightly over his back as he wrangled the older boy, his jeans hugging his butt and thighs perfectly, and it hit you. Throwing your hand over your mouth, everything that everyone had been seeing but you suddenly sprung to mind. Whenever you needed help with anything, Jongho was there. If you ever were upset or even excited, you went to Jongho first. He bought you your favorite snacks when you met up and you always sat next to him. When you were sick, he would go to your dorm room and take care of you. If it was cold, you would let him huddle up to you for warmth. Also, you were made aware of the way you would ogle him all the time. Not only was he handsome and had the voice of an angel, he was thick in the best kind of way and everything he wore was always tight. Even though he barely even showed his forearms, to you he was extremely attractive in every way.

"I think she figured it out." Seonghwa chuckled quietly to Hongjoong.

"About time."

For almost a whole year you had been crushing on Jongho, but you hadn’t the courage to do anything about it. You were scared that if he didn’t like you back in that way, it would ruin your friendship. So, you just held it inside and your crush grew and grew. Afraid to admit it, even in your own thoughts, you were falling in love with him even though you weren’t even dating. There had definitely been times when he would flirt with you, and you would give it back. But who knew if it meant anything past just being playful. One night when you were all at your apartment, eating, drinking, and playing video games, you had a bit too much to drink. You tended to get emotional and cry easily when you were drunk, and you could feel tears pricking your eyes with no prompting. Not wanting the boys to see you like that and make fun of you, you shuffled back into your room, mumbling about going to the bathroom. Instead, you just sat on your bed, sniffling.

"(Y/N), are you okay?" Wooyoung knocked on the door, peaking in and pushing it the rest of the way open.

"M'fine." you mumbled, and he fully entered, kneeling in front of you.

"What's wrong, why are you crying?" His hands cupped your cheeks, wiping the tears away.

"Dunno."

"You don’t know?"

"Mhmh." He cooed at your cute tipsy state and his hand moved from your cheek to your jaw. He couldn’t help himself anymore, you were way too cute. He leaned forward, his nose bumping yours and you sobered up quick. You quickly held your hand up, placing it between you two and he blinked in surprise.

"S-sorry, Wooyoung, you, uh-"

"I'm not Jongho?" The older boy sighed, and you gaped.

"I might be a dumbass, but I'm not an idiot, (Y/N)."

"M'sorry." you muttered, and he shook his head with a small smile.

"Not surprised. Though, I think you should tell him. I don’t like you coming in here to cry about it." He stood up and held his hand out to help you get up from where you were sitting on your bed. Giving him a shy smile, you let him help you up and you both went back out to the crazies.

"Where'd Jongho go?" you asked, and Yunho waved toward the door to the balcony. The door was propped open with a wedge, and you went to join him out there. Better than later, especially with some liquid courage in your system. For some reason though, when you reached for the handle, you halted. Fear gripped you and with a sigh, you took a step back and went back to sit on the couch. Wooyoung shot you a look from where he sat on the floor, and you shook your head. When Mingi asked if you wanted another drink you denied and sat watching them play games. Maybe another time…

Looking at the time on your phone, you huffed from where you stood. You were waiting outside of Jongho's classroom, ready to be done for the day. He was going back to your apartment with you because you needed help putting together your new desk. While you could manage physically, you were really bad at reading directions, and he offered to help after you started to complain about it. There were still some kids leaving the classroom since they had to gather the materials they needed for some presentation project. When what seemed like the last kid had left, he still hadn’t come out. The teacher had even left already, so you got up from the bench and went far enough into the room that you could look around the corner at the end of the entryway. He was still in there, two girls sitting at the table with him. Must have been in his group. For some reason, seeing them there so close to him made you really mad. Maybe it was because they were making you wait longer for him, but it was more how close they were sitting to him. It was not necessary, and they laughed at something he said a little too hard. He was funny, sure, but that was too much to make sense. When the brunette to his left rested her hand on his arm you saw red. Looking at the drink you had gotten him, you sneered and stormed into the room, clenching the cup tight. You had waited ten minutes between standing in line and getting the beverage for him, then you had to wait while he was flirting around! They didn’t notice you until you sidled up to the table and slammed the drink in front of him, the ice rattling in the liquid.

"I'm going home." you snapped and turned aggressively, storming back out. You knew you were getting a little too mad. He was your best friend, sure, but you two weren’t even going out, but you just got so upset. Why didn’t you have the courage to flirt with him like that? Why didn’t you have the courage to confess to him?

"(Y/N)!" he shouted behind you as you stomped down the hall toward the entrance. You heard one of the girls call something out as well, but you couldn’t hear it as you shoved hard against the push handle of the door, throwing it open. The cool late spring air smelled like rain, the wet pavement evidence there was a short downfall while you were waiting for him.

"(Y/N)!" he called you again, much closer now. Damn your tiny legs.

"Wait!" Jongho was right behind you, and you just kept going.

"Hey!" He sounded mad, his hand grabbing your wrist so he could haul you to turn around and face him. He was taken aback by your red cheeks and eyes and the fire in your gaze. His grip wasn’t tight but even being stronger than the average college girl, there was no point in even trying to fight him. His face hardened and he pulled you closer to him, his nose almost touching yours.

"Why are you so mad?" he snapped, and tears flowed down your cheeks like when a pot boiled over. The burner heating your anger shut off and you just started to sob.

"H-hey." His anger dissipated immediately as well, and he used his hold on your wrist to pull you into him, hugging you. You balled your fists up against chest, trying to push him off to no avail. You weren’t fighting that hard anyway.

"Let go." You cried pitifully and he knew you didn’t mean it.

"What's wrong?" He pulled back just enough so he could look at your blotchy face. Avoiding looking at his face, one of his hands came softly to your chin so he could move your head, making you look at him.

"I hate you." You mumbled and he almost didn’t catch it, but your tone was insincere.

"Uh-huh." He scoffed. You said that a lot when you were pouty. You hated things quite easily when you didn’t mean it.

"I hate your stupid handsome face. I hate your stupid pretty voice. I hate your stupid deliciously tight pants. I hate your stupid gorgeous hands-" You were rambling, and he stared at you in shock. Sure, you were saying you hated him in multiple aspects, but they were more or less compliments. They ultimately were also confessions, each one.

"(Y/N), (Y/N), hey, slow down." You had told him you hated how sweet he was to you, how sexy his strength was, that he smelled good. In his head he turned each 'hate'  to 'love', and he translated your rant. I love that you are so hot when you’re scary. I love that you're so effortlessly powerful. I love that you look good in literally anything. I love that you know me so well. I love, hate, love, hate…When you kept going, he chuckled, releasing you from his hold, but moving both hands to cup your jaw. He cut your rant off with his lips on yours, swallowing your next words. You squeaked in shock as the kiss turned from a sweet 'shut up' into something extremely heated. You sighed out a moan, your eyes slipping closed, and he slipped his tongue in your mouth. One of Jongho's hands moved to the back of your head, tilting it, and pulling you closer. The other found your waist and you pressed closer to him, his hard body unrelenting against your much softer one. Your head swam and it's like his breath was fanning the flame building in your belly. When he finally, reluctantly, pulled away, you were both breathing hard.

"You still need help building that desk?" Both his hands were on your waist, his thumbs rubbed your stomach over your sweatshirt. Yeah, then you can bend me over it…

"Y-yeah." The reality of the situation hit you, and he pulled back, linking his hand with yours.

"Come on." As you two walked off campus and toward your place, you let him lead you, lost in your head. Your fingers were constantly brushing over your lips, not sure if you were more shocked by the kiss or the things you said leading up to it.

"So, I'm stupidly handsome?" He started and you groaned.

"Oh, god."

"My voice is pretty?"

"J-Jongho-"

"My pants are deliciously tight?"

"Please stop-"

"Gorgeous hands?"

"…"

"I'm sweet? Sexy? Smell good?"

"Uh…"

"Hot when I'm scary? Powerful? Look good in literally anything? What was that last one?"

"…that you know me so well…" He stopped right in front of your building, and turned to look at you, your hand still in his.

"Obviously not as well as I should."

"What?"

"If I knew you so well, I should have realized you liked me back."

"Well, I tried- wait, like you back?"

"Yes, silly girl." He smirked and held up your linked hands in front of your face.

"I love that you so readily hold my hand. I love how cute you are, especially when you're mad. I love hearing you laugh. I love how big my sweatshirts look on you. I love how you can split an apple in half like how I taught you. I love that you always spoil me by cooking for me. I love watching your cute little ass in your little shorts when you're at home. I love that you use the perfume that matches my cologne. I love how passionate you get about things you like. I love how you can problem solve anything. I love that you are so small but so strong. I love that you're always by my side." He listed off and you were crying again. You sniffed happily and he pulled you into another hug, you dug your fingers into the leather of his jacket.

"I hate you." You mumbled into his chest, and he laughed.

"I love you too."

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is there a possibility for the other side of rec. where the members watch the stream fully or maybe some other smut similar to the idea? ☆

LIVE!

3RACHA x reader x lee minho

part two of [rec.]

word count: 2.8k

genre: smut - MINORS DNI

warnings: voyeur 3RACHA, cam girl reader, sub!jisung, dom!minho, live streamed sex, use of toys, masturbation, dirty talk, anal, oral fixation, use of word: slut, jisung struggling with his feelings, lots of cum play and mention. if i missed anything, PLEASE LET ME KNOW

summary: something about this stream is far too familiar for comfort

a/n: when i say i started writing this the MOMENT i got this request. just thinking about how 3RACHA, but specifically jisung, would react to this made my head spin. thank you so much for this request, i hope it’s everything you wanted and more.

this is a work of fiction. this fic in no way represents bang chan, seo changbin, han jisung, or lee minho as people, or stray kids as a whole. you are responsible for the media you consume. please read responsibly.

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Jisung fell face first on his bed, groaning from the start of the fall to the second his face hit the pillow and then some. Exhausted wasn’t a strong enough word for what he felt. His limbs were heavy, eyes barely open, mouth drooping every few minutes as his body tried to push him into a state of unconsciousness.

Man, what a day. He’s been at the company for hours, bouncing between dance practices and writing sessions, not to mention the hour-long training session he and Changbin had at about noon. It was go, go, go all day long, not even a moment to stop and breathe.

Well, maybe like, a short moment of relief. But Jisung didn’t even get to feel it - only his friends jerked off to the stream in Chan’s studio. It’s not like he didn’t want to, it was all he wanted, but he was too caught up in the way you fucked yourself to look away. He didn’t want to miss a single second of it.

Jisung’s plan was to run to an empty practice room after the stream to finish himself off, but was pulled elsewhere to run through lyrics with Seungmin. After that, he was supposed to have a meeting with Minho to review choreo, but he was nowhere to be found, so Jisung decided to call it a day.

All he wanted was sleep.

And he was so close to it, too.

His thoughts began to lose control, the scenarios in his head becoming more and more unhinged as sleep wrapped its arms around him and slowly began to tug him in-

The ping of a notification, with the added “JISUUUUNNNGGG” Changbin was belting from the living room ripped him out of the comforting arms of rest. He began to groan, again, tears of frustration and exhaustion welling in his eyes.

“SHE’S LIVE!” It was Chan this time.

Jisung reached for his phone, the bright blue lights filling his dark room.

Live Now! Tap to Tune In!

Well, he was up now.

Jisung pulled the hood of his hoodie over his head before sluggishly slinking out of his bedroom. From the living room, he could hear Chan cursing as he tried to set up the television for the stream, and Changbin telling him to go faster.

Maybe he would be better off to watch it alone in his room. Then he could at least cum in peace.

But as soon as his feet crossed the threshold into the living room, as soon as he heard your muffled moans, Jisung was frozen in place for the second time today.

The wide screen television showed you in the center, sitting between a man’s legs. All Jisung could see of your faces were your chins, and by the movements of them, he assumed the two of you were kissing. And you liked it; Jisung was sure if your lips weren’t attached to his, he would be able to hear every sound you made.

Oh, fuck, just the idea of that made him dizzy.

Jisung leaned against the archway of the living room entrance, needing to balance himself on something. Chan sat in the recliner at the very edge, hand cupping his chin while the other dug nails into his thigh. Changbin sat on the couch, slouched down with his cock already out, slowly pumping while he stayed focused on the screen.

“God, look at her.” Chan’s hand creeped up his thigh, now grasping his growing length above his sweats. “So pretty in those white panties. I bet-“

Skin colliding with skin filled the room, the sound bouncing off the walls. All three of the men’s eyes grew wide, the slap on your thigh succeeding in making them all impossibly hard.

“Look at how she squirms.” Changbin hissed as his grip tightened. “She fucking liked that-“

Changbin’s words went through one of Jisung’s ears and out the other. He was instead focused on the man in the stream. Those joggers looked familiar - the heather grey with black speckles, the logo, even the strings that tightened them looked just like a pair Jisung owned.

A pair he loaned to Minho months ago and hasn’t seen since.

It can’t be Minho. It couldn’t be Minho. Right?

“Please? Need something, anything-“

Your begs filled the living room, Chan now leaning back in the recliner as he groaned at the sound of them. He still had yet to pull his length out, tugging firmly on it over his clothing. Changbin was now alternating the speed of his fist; faster when you spoke, slower when it was silent. Jisung’s cock was suffocating in his shorts, but he couldn’t bring himself to relieve the tension. Something was eerily familiar about this, and until he figured it out, he refused to touch himself.

The man shoved his fingers in your mouth, and Jisung watched as you immediately sucked on them. Your lips curved into a smile as you gagged, and god dammit, why couldn’t he just get off?

“You can be so fucking annoying when you beg. Did you know that?”

Changbin cursed as he threw his head back, dangerously close to exploding before anything really happened. Chan was mumbling under his breath about how pretty you looked choking on the man’s fingers, wagering that you would look better with his cock down your throat.

But it was that sentence. That fucking sentence that sent Jisung over the edge.

He patted his pockets in search of his phone, shaking when he finally found it. Jisung thanked every being for autocorrect, because without it, his text would have made no sense.

Jisung: [20:04] hey, you busy?

It wasn’t much, but the sound of a ringtone on the stream was what Jisung needed.

Confirmation that it was Minho in the stream, currently ridding you of the damp material on your hips. When your core was exposed, Changbin finished in his hand. With no embarrassment, he used his cum to lubricate his cock, hissing as he made himself hard again. Chan took your lack of undergarments as permission to rid himself of his, hard cock bouncing on his abs. He mimicked the pace Minho was using in his folds, likely imagining it was his cock against your core and not those fingers.

Should Jisung tell them? He felt like they should know it’s Minho on the screen, but how would he bring it up. Hey so that stranger fucking our favorite cam girl? Yeah, that’s one of our closest friends. And, besides, right now hardly seemed like a good time to drop that bombshell on them.

“Should I fuck you with my cock, or that pretty glass dildo you used earlier?”

Both of his friends groaned simultaneously, drowning out the giggle that flooded through the speakers. Seriously, could they not tell? Were they that fucking pussy dumb not to realize?

“Ji.” Chan’s firm tone broke his concentration, making him look at his friend. “Are you really not going to touch yourself again?”

“Oh. I-um-“ His eyes floated back to the screen just in time to see you pulling Minho’s cock out. Oh my god, that’s Minho’s cock. Jisung had seen it numerous times before, but never in this setting. Never like this. How the fuck is he supposed to react? “Ma-maybe later.”

“Suit your- oh fuck.”

His eyes jumped back to the screen, jaw dropping as he watched Minho deep throat the glass toy that was in you just hours before. You had a similar expression on your face: one of disbelief, one of arousal. It was then Jisung found his hand on his cock, squeezing it over the fabric of his shorts so hard, he wouldn’t be surprised if it lost circulation.

There wasn’t much time for him to take in the sight as Minho quickly began fucking you with it. But the scene was burned into Jisung’s brain. He saw it when he blinked, cock aching for some kind of relief just thinking about it. You looked divine. Jisung had always thought that - he was the number one donor for a reason. But something about Minho made this stream so much better, and made Jisung more needy.

His head hit the doorway frame as he shoved his shorts down enough to release his cock. There was too much happening - he couldn’t stop staring at how pretty you looked with all your holes stuffed, but also couldn’t look away from Minho’s length ramming into your ass. You said something to Minho, who quickly removed his fingers to hear you better.

“Harder.”

When Minho’s pace picked up, Changbin came again. He cursed under his breath, but refused to pull away. Shirt and jeans stained in his cum, Changbin continued the rhythm his fist set as his eyes began to water with overstimulation. Chan, on the other hand, had completely stopped, back arching as he attempted to get a control over his breathing. It was almost like he was edging himself, refusing to cum until you did. And there stood Jisung, in a trance, jerking himself off in a way that felt pleasurable to him. Because he didn’t matter. He didn’t care when or if he came, only caring that you and Minho did.

“Look at me while you cum like the pretty slut you are.”

Goosebumps rose over Jisung’s skin, his entire body shivering at Minho’s words. He knew they were directed at you, but fuck, when he closed his eyes, all he could see was his friend saying it to him.

“Oh my God. Fucking cum on that dick, Jesus Christ-“ Chan cursed as he reached his breaking point, cumming hard all over himself. Changbin sobbed as he came for a third time, dropping his member as if it was on first as a small amount of semen pushed out of the tip. Both men stared at the tv, sweaty with stars in their eyes as they watched you reach your high and begin your come down.

Jisung, however, had yet to cum, and was more focused on the way Minho was smearing his across your folds. Did he always do that to you? How often did he cover you with his cum? If Jisung asked nice enough, would he do the same to him?

The stream ended as abruptly as it began.

The Stream Has Ended. “Cum” Back Next Time!

Jisung’s ears were ringing, body shaking as he attempted to take in the past thirty minutes. He was exhausted. He had no drive left, no energy to make himself cum.

But then he blinked, and a brief image of Minho cumming on his cock flash passed his eyelids, and he found himself aching all over again.

It was almost impossible to believe that the girl Jisung had wanted most just got fucked by the man he wanted the most, and he had watched the entire thing. Envy filled his chest, though he didn’t know who he was more jealous of.

“…have you, Jisung?” Changbin shook Jisung out of his thoughts, voice raw from his multiple orgasms.

“Huh? Have I, what?” Jisung was now very aware that he was the only one with his cock still out, hiding it away with still shaky hands.

“Ever seen her stream with someone else? You’ve been watching her longer than we have, so we figured you might know.”

“Oh.” Jisung found himself at a loss for words, something that rarely happened to him. No, he had never seen you stream with someone else, but this wasn’t just anyone. That was what was the most important part of this. But, did he tell them? Or did he keep it to himself?

Jisung swallowed, throat suddenly dry. He brought his palms to his eyes, rubbing the heel of it against them as he tried to collect his thoughts. Jisung rubbed and rubbed until fireworks exploded in the black abyss, drowning out all the filthy thoughts he was having about you.

About Minho.

“No.” He groaned, dropping his hands. “I haven’t.”

Changbin then turned to Chan, the two of them beginning to debrief what they just witnessed. Typically, when they watched your streams together, which was often, Jisung would stay and weigh in. For reasons only obvious to himself, he could not do that tonight, quickly retreating to his bedroom when the focus was off of him.

His bottoms were almost fully off before he even shut his bedroom door. Jisung held a fist to his mouth, whining as he began to masturbate more aggressively than he ever had before. He was desperate for a release. Desperate to be the one filling you up instead of Minho. Desperate to be the one covered in his cum instead of you.

Jisung had always hid the fact that he was head over heels for an anonymous cam girl - he didn’t even know the color of your eyes, yet would do absolutely anything for you, and you didn’t even have to ask him nicely. He had also successfully hidden his feelings for his best friend. So much so that Jisung himself wasn’t even fully aware of the grip Minho had on him. Until tonight, that is. Until he watched him fuck you in his joggers.

It felt personal. Almost like Minho wanted him to know it was him. After all, he knew Jisung never missed a stream.

“Ah, fuck, fuck.” Jisung whined, tears falling down his cheek as his high rapidly approached. He cried your name out (at least, the name that was on your profile. Who even knew if it was your real name? And yet he still acts like this.), followed quickly by Minho’s. “Please, please let me cum. Fuck, wanna-wanna-“

It was pathetic, the way he begged into his dark bedroom as if either of you were there. Yet, he still did. He felt it inappropriate to not beg for it, as if jerking off to his best friend and a stranger wasn’t bad enough.

Hot streaks of cum spurted out of him, covering his fist and thighs in the sticky substance. Jisung cried through the entirety of his orgasm, unable to stop the sad whimpers that left his lips.

Cleaning up could wait. He was so fucking exhausted.

Jisung didn’t even bother pulling his shorts up before flopping on his bed. He stared at the ceiling, chest rapidly rising and falling as he slowly began to drift off.

Sleep. Rest. That’s what Jisung needed. Just a few hours of unconsciousness, then he could address the problem of his feelings and the cum that was already beginning to dry.

His phone rang.

Of course.

Without even looking up, he pulled his phone out of his pocket, sticky hands accepting the call. Fuck, now he would have to get up and wash off, considering he could feel his cum against his cheek now. “What?”

“Wow, hello to you, too.” Minho’s playful tone flowed out of the phone speaker, echoing in Jisung’s practically hollow head. “You know, you should really answer the phone more respectfully. It makes you seem more approachable.”

“Fuck off.” Jisung mumbled, Minho chuckling at his fucked out tone. Could Minho tell? Did he know Jisung just came so hard to the thought of him? “What do you want?”

“I responded to your text, but you didn’t answer so I thought I’d call. Sorry, I was busy when you texted me but I’m not now. Did you need something?”

When he texted him? What was he-

Oh.

That.

Jisung’s eyes shot open, suddenly wide awake. Oh fuck, he forgot he had texted him. What was he going to say? What excuse could he come up when his brain was currently empty and covered in cobwebs?

“I-uh-I was just-“ Jisung sighed, deciding that he was in no state to come up with some bullshit excuse. “I forgot.”

Minho chuckled again, and Jisung could just see his stupid smirk. The menacing one he always gave when he was one step ahead, when he knew something someone else didn’t.

He fucking knew. Of course Minho fucking knew.

“Tired, Ji?” His tone was evil, condescending as he spoke. “You sound like you’ve had a rough night.”

“Just a busy day.” He was grateful this conversation was happening over the phone and not face to face. Jisung could never hide from Minho - he read him like his favorite book.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” No he fucking wasn’t. “You should get some rest, Jisung. Cumming to your best friend and his fuck buddy must really be draining if you can’t even speak without whining.”

The groan Jisung let out was pathetic, only making Minho laugh harder. “How did you know I knew?”

“You’re not stupid, Ji. Although you do look cute when you get so horny, your brain empties. Is that what you looked like tonight? Dumb and hard? Was it for me, or her?”

Jisung whimpered, not knowing how to respond. Minho had completely flipped on him - his playful tone quickly becoming demanding, and Jisung couldn’t help but want to immediately bend to his will.

When Jisung didn’t respond, Minho continued.

“You have two options. You can either pathetically jerk yourself off again, all alone in your bedroom, or-“ his phone pinged in his ear, alerting him of a text. “-you can come over and let me make both of you my little cum sluts.”

©: chvnnie 2022

#skz smut #stray kids smut #han jisung smut #han smut #jisung smut #bang chan smut #chan smut #seo changbin smut #changbin smut #lee know smut #lee minho smut #minho smut #3RACHA smut #sub skz #dom skz

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. . masterlist directory !

˒ jujutsu kaisen (40)

˒ blue lock (31)

˒ bungou stray dogs (6)

˒ other ; attack on titan, chainsaw man, genshin ; (5)

˒ 3k follower event ; bllk, bsd, csm, jjk ; (17)

˒ 5k follower event ; bllk, bsd, csm, jjk, genshin, hsr ; (?)

˒ mitzi’s fic recs! ; in progress

✄ check out the tag 'mitzi's world!' for tiny snippets i'll never end up writing!

all of my works are my own original writing, but the characters obv do not belong to me. the only other place you will find my writing is on the ao3 account oorecus. please contact me if you see it elsewhere!

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#probs not up to date... #navigation #blue lock x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #attack on titan x reader #chainsaw man x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #mitzi's world! #genshin impact x reader

[corviids]

You should know that someone is stirring problems with your art and the latest installments in gilded lilies. You should know in case you get bombarded with hate comments https://twitter.com/litathesissy/status/1672795383196418049?t=uZjfGFALpfuXW_l9DkkmMA&s=19

i drafted this entire thing and then my app refreshed so bear with me 😭 i’m also at dinner with my fam but wanted to say something

1. the art: referencing older artists like claude monet isn’t uncommon (at least in the art circles i’ve ran it) but in hindsight i understand that wasn’t the best choice to do without explicitly stating i did so so i take 100% accountability for that. i honestly wasn’t giving it much thought just because that drawing specifically, i worked on-forgot about-and then saw in my files and was like “hey lemme post that”. if you want insight into how i drew it, i side by sided my canvas and reference and then overlay after doing the sketch to correct the funkiness. i will definitely add an edit stating i referenced it.

2. the fic: another author reached out to me earlier regarding this this morning and we discussed it in private but i think it best to just say something here: the similarities in the specific scene are a complete coincidence. i have had aenys presenting and going feral as a result of luke planned for a while bc i’ve known i wanted aenys to be an alpha since the start. the specific “i’m his mother” “i’m your uncle” was meant to both be kinda hot but also show how different luke and aemond’s mindsets are towards their kids. luke tunnel visions whereas aemond recognizes their natures. i have discussed the aenys-aemond-luke dynamic pretty extensively elsewhere (bc i wanna keep nsfw off here), but there is a through line in my fics that aenys is a protective mamas boy and aemond is jealous of that. as for the setting, i frequently use the training yards in my fics when i want public displays to happen (and the nursery in private). i can only say that the similarities where not at all intentional.

3. as for the specific fic, i have read it in the past but in all honesty, i never retain specific scenes in fics. this isn’t bc an authors works are not being memorable, simply that i struggle to retain info beyond my hyperfixations bc my adhd. this is why i struggle to rec fics when asked. i’ve had numerous scrapped fics bc as i worked on them, something similar popped up and i didn’t wanna create that overlap. i genuinely did not even think about the other fic while writing mine. i went into it wanting to write heat sex but also wanted to build on the world of gilded lilies by giving some info on what the kids are up to as they are older

if the other author would like me to add a note in my fic regarding the similarities, i would be happy to discuss it with them as i don’t want to do it without their permission bc i haven’t seen anything from them and don’t want to involve them if they do not want to be.

to kinda conclude, the similarities were not at all intentional. the ideas in this fic for that scene was mostly based on things i’ve already messed around with and constant rambling with others in discord. as for the art, i once again take accountability for that and apologize for being so careless with it.

also: please do not harass anyone. i want to believe no one will but i just want to say that bc i’ve seen drama unfold before in past fandoms and want to avoid exposing people to that.

lemme know if y’all want me to expand upon anything else :)

#sorry if this is a mess #just wanted to say something cuz i’ve already gotten some nasty anons #asks

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Anyway, it's time for an Athelstan fic rec list:

So Deep the Water by themus This one has got to be up there with my favourite Vikings fics I've read so far. I don't want to spoil it too much (though I know I've mentioned it elsewhere on my blog in a bit more detail) but it centers around Athelstan, Gyda, and Bjorn and it is INTENSE. Talk about everything that could go wrong, going wrong. As I understand it it's also the first part in an unfinished series, so fingers crossed for a part 2 one day!!

Under Cover of Night by Librarina Modern AU time!!! It's funny, its In Character As Fuck, it's sweet, it's sexy, if you're looking for an Athelstan/Ragnar/Lagertha university AU you're in for a treat.

Viking Death Trip by Guede Ok LISTEN this one is, as the tags say, crack treated seriously. Semi-canon-compliant-world-AU. I don't want to give it away too much. it's SO WELL WRITTEN though. And a little bit insane. Yeah. It's a fun one.

Where It's Wild by MoreProfoundSwan Another WIP, and this one really blew me away with how intensely researched it was. The author clearly Knows what they're talking about and it's so so engaging to read.

a season for all things by with_the_monsters This one is unfinished and hasn't been updated since 2013 DX but it's so worth it. Basically my inspiration for that modern skiing AU I'm totally not working on. It's what it sounds like -- Athelstan tries to teach the Lothbrok kids how to ski, and gets absorbed into their slightly unhinged family dynamic. It's adorable.

Dragged into the Undertow by @eriexplosion A VERY angst filled account of Athelstan's journey from England to the north, that I was captivated by at every turn. It made my brain rotate violently inside my skull.

Just One Thing the Martyr Wants to Say by @eriexplosion Gah yes it's you again. More angst (this time with a smidge more of hurt/comfort?), nightmares, Fun Stuff. I go back to this one time and again to sate my need to make Athelstan suffer.

Storm-tossed by @angesradieux I had to include this one because it was one of the first Vikings fics I ever read!! ! More angst and h/c, of course. All their work is fantastic, PLEASE check them out.

And of course I gotta shout out Heorte til Heorte by @procrastinatingsoicanreadfanfics and See You Tomorrow by @starrose17, both recent multichapters that rewired my brain chemistry. Former is Athelstan/OC, latter is Athelnar.

Enjoy y'all! I've read plenty of great Athelstan fic out there and I'm sure there's more I haven't read yet, so feel free to add if you like!

#vikings #athelstan #vikings fanfiction #fanfic

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Post-CATWS Winterbones Fic Recs

I truly never could've predicted the incredible influx of amazing winterbones fics over the past year or so, and I especially couldn’t have predicted the rise of an almost entirely new winterbones genre – Bucky choosing to return to his abuser Rumlow of his own free will – in the year of our lord 2022. Previously I said I wasn’t going to make a separate winterbones rec list, since most of my favs were already on my HTP rec list, but this delicious new HTP-adjacent genre really deserves its own collection.

Pretty much everything on this list will be some flavor of Bucky relapsing post-CATWS. While many of these fics may not be strictly considered HTP by some standards, rest assured they're still plenty trashy and Rumlow is still a Very Bad Man. If you’re looking for actual good guy Rumlow and tender handholding, look elsewhere.

Since Steve’s abandonment of Bucky in Endgame was undeniably a major catalyst for this genre and many of these fics were written in direct response to that event, I’ve split the list into two categories: fics that are canon compliant with and/or directly address the fallout of Endgame (some of which are NOT compliant with TFATWS) and fics that clearly diverge from canon before Endgame. I’ve also made note of any fics that feature The Gun, an intriguing bit of winterbones canon I recently discovered that's already made its way into multiple fics, much to my delight.

Blanket warnings for dubcon, unhealthy dynamics, violence, psychological abuse, victim blaming, non-negotiated kink, and dehumanization. Any significant additional pairings or kinks/tropes not covered by the blanket warning will be noted to the best of my ability, but please read all tags very carefully!

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Endgame Compliant

Old Faces in New Places by SubverbalDreams Words: 44,600 Additional pairings: Steve/Bucky, Zemo/Bucky, Hydra Agents/Bucky Notes: noncon, whipping, torture, voyeurism

“The fuck do you want.”

That voice. A hundred, thousand dreams. Bucky’s lower half turns to water and he forgets how to speak for a minute.

“What, jaw ain’t workin’ after you been suckin’ off Wilson all this time?” Rumlow asks in a flat tone. “Fuck off, cyborg. Go back to your new handler.”

Something Broken [series] by Exorin Words: 23,350 Notes: The Gun, gunplay, object insertion, erectile dysfunction

"Oh now," Rumlow breathes, sounding just as caught off guard as Bucky feels - the other man’s deep amber eyes flicker from Bucky's face down to the gun in his hand, lingering there long enough that Bucky wants to let the weapon clatter to the concrete floor between them and turn tail to run.

Brock nods toward the gun in Bucky’s hand—the custom SIG Sauer P226 SCT.

"That mine, sweetheart?"

Crying Wolf by sparklingbinjuice Words: 9400 Notes: The Gun, gunplay

“You’re dead,” he says again, the words now more doubtful than decisive. The Commander Rumlow tilts his head, lips twitching into a twisted smirk. He looks vaguely amused.

“Well, that ain’t no way to greet an old friend.”

Untitled by barb-aricyawp Words: 350 Notes: caning

Rumlow opens the door. Without even really looking at Bucky he says, “You again.”

Bucky can’t meet his eye as he asks, “Can you do it?” And then, because Rumlow will make him say it anyway, he grits out, “Please?”

Until the blood runs clear by darthpumpkinspice Words: 4430 Additional pairings: OMCs/Bucky

Bucky shudders, disgusted with his own selfishness, furious at even contemplating the thought of finding a girl to play house with, some innocent woman he’d inevitably ruin.

He reopens the app, inhales a deep, steadying breath. Goes to his settings, selects “men only”.

He knows what he’s good for.

Make the call and take it all (again) by itallstartedwithdefenestration Words: 13,240

“I—” Bucky began, and Rumlow held up one hand: be quiet. Bucky shut his mouth instantly, without thinking about it. He remembered in Selby’s bar, how easy it had been to do things without thinking about them. To do them because he knew it was required of him, to have no will of his own, no power—

“You didn’t come find me for the first time in almost a fuckin’ decade to ask me about a serum,” Rumlow said.

Turn soonest to the sea by itallstartedwithdefenestration Words: 7040 Notes: The Gun, gunplay

His memory glitches. But he knows this gun. He knows that he knows it, in the same way he knows his functions, his languages, his directives. He picks the gun up; feels its weight in his hand (he does not trust himself to hold it with the flesh hand, which is still malfunctioning). He doesn’t know why the Commander’s gun is on the floor here when the Commander himself is not in the room.

(Heart rate increase: three bpm.)

Thoughtless Familiarity by sirtrash Words: 1750 Notes: CNC, gunplay

“I’m not going to tell you again, let’s go, soldier,” the commander said and the soldier had no choice but to obey now.

The soldier was not allowed to fight back.

A Certain Romance [series] by Exorin Words: 10,390 Notes: exhibitionism

“Ah-ah, no, not you Baron,” Selby says with a grin that shows too many teeth for Bucky’s comfort - she snaps her fingers and he straightens his posture, his spine going rigid as one of her bodyguards steps forward from the circle of heavily armed men around them; the other man moves to stand beside the couch, his darkened eyes the only part of his face that Bucky can see, the rest of it covered with a full black mask, “I think he’ll do nicely, don't you?”

The man's eyes are a deep amber; the colour of them make Bucky’s shoulders go instinctively tense.

His Vice by LadyLetterR Words: 3000 Notes: infidelity (briefly mentioned)

It had been a bad idea, letting him pay for his drinks, one after the other and it had been a terrible idea to follow after him, no, walk with him, to the motel on the corner in which he was apparently renting a room, closing the door behind the two of them.

It had been the worst possible idea to let himself be pushed onto Rumlow’s bed.

You’ve always known by Exorin Words: 750

The soldier finds his way back to Rumlow’s doorstep just under three months after Steve – tears-in-his-eyes, ‘what did you say about Bucky’ – Rogers finally fucks off and leaves his buddy alone for real and not just through neglect and indifference and his own stupid inability to actually help in the way that Rumlow knows the asset needs.

Good fucking riddance.

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Pre-Endgame Canon Divergence

You held my hand and pulled me down (with you) [series] by itallstartedwithdefenestration Words: 127,000 Additional pairings: Steve/Bucky Notes: prong collar, whipping, waterboarding, infidelity

Assets were not built to make their own decisions. Secretary Pierce had been quite clear on that point, and the Commander was too. Sometimes, when the asset answered to that other name, he could pretend (convincingly) that he thought like Steve, and Steve’s friends: he wasn’t an asset at all, but a person, and was therefore allowed and even encouraged to make his own decisions. But it wasn’t the truth. It would never be the truth.

The Handler by SubverbalDreams Words: 39,850 (Incomplete) Notes: eating disorders, exhibitionism/voyeurism

“I’m—” can’t say ‘functional’, Steve HATES that word now “—feeling okay. I’m okay, S—Steve.” The asset’s heart is tripping over itself in an unsteady rhythm. He’d almost said ‘Sir’, another of Steve’s new forbidden words. He keeps changing the rules. Nothing means what it used to. Steve is the only one who could make this safe, but he doesn’t.

He doesn’t.

'Til the end of the line [series] by Exorin Words: 14,000 Additional pairings: Steve/Bucky Notes: Hydra sex tapes, voyeurism

"What is it?" Steve starts and Bucky wants to cry, wants to scream when the other man's thumb traces - too soft, always too soft - over his jugular before moving away to stroke across Bucky's cheek and then gently over his lower lip like the carefullest of caresses, "I'll give you anything you want."

You won't, is what Bucky wants to say.

You can’t.

Out with the new by seabone Words: 1780 Notes: daddy kink (minor)

Imagining the shock on Steve’s face soften into delight as he flips through each photograph and old sketch, now yellowing and fading but crystal clear in Steve and Bucky’s minds, Bucky almost, almost, overlooks the unmistakable flash of leather-black hair. Sharp jaw, eyes a strange pinwheel of green and amber that Bucky always remembers as daybreak filtering into the woods, littering its gold across a pack of angry wolves. He almost does. But he doesn’t.

Our Share of Night by anonymous Words: 3300 (Incomplete) Additional pairings: Steve/Bucky Notes: infidelity

Bucky knocks at the door and that’s a statement, because he could easily break in or break it to pieces, or just enter through the window unseen. He’s not here as an intruder, though. Today he’s a petitioner.

Bucky equally expects Rumlow not to open the door at all, to shoot him right through it or to burst out and challenge him to a fight. Neither happens. The wood creaks as the door opens a gap, the scarred grimace of a familiar face studying him. If he’s surprised, he does not let it show.

Quis Pro Quo by fallbekind Words: 6280 Additional pairings: Steve/Bucky Notes: voyeurism

A ghost of a smile flashes over Bucky’s face, making Steve’s stomach toil, and then Rumlow leans in and licks slowly across his lips. Doesn’t kiss, doesn’t linger. Claims him like a kid would a cookie, letting everyone know they touched it and now no one else wants it. As if Rumlow knows Steve is right there, crouching, watching pathetically on the sidelines, while his- his- Bucky, is being ruined by someone else.

#you've heard of safe sane and consensual #now get ready for unsafe insane and dubiously consensual #winterbones #bucky barnes #brock rumlow #hydra trash party #marvel #fic recs

[americanokisses]

a silly little list:

my kpop fic recs ! pls lemme know if u have any recommendations <3

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most, if not all of these works are NSFW (minors please don't interact) some of these works also contain heavy topics- please read at ur own caution : )

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skz :)

-> [rec.] by @chvnnie - minho x reader (smut)

-> LIVE! by @chvnnie - 3RACHA x reader x minho (smut) - part two of [rec.]

-> [23:16] by @matryosika - minho x reader (smut) -> Chocolate And Vanilla by @thevampywolf - bang chan x reader (smut & fluff) -> playing with fire by @straywrds - hyunjin x reader (smut, angst) - series (still in work) -> this whole masterlist by @hyuckvanqel - all of skz x reader + ateez, nct, svt works (smut) + anon thoughts - all the works are amazing, promise! -> Come on Fuck Me Emo Boy by @chvnnie - skz x reader (smut, fluff, angst) - mini series !

-> Zemblanity by @moonflowerchanniesgirl - minho x reader (smut & angst) -> a soft dom minho thought by @hwangcore - minho x reader (smut & fluff)

-> 5:27 pm by @hwangcore - minho x reader (smut) -> Bite me? by @thevampywolf - bang chan x reader (suggestive, fluff) -> By Heart by @charmercharm3r - minho x reader (smut) - fantasy [demon x human] -> TKO by @cb97percent - minho x reader (smut) -> dahlia. by @skzmix - hyunjin x reader (smut) -> a hyunjin thought by @che3tobre4th - hyunjin x reader (smut) -> Red lights by @chvnssecret - hyunjin x reader (smut)

-> My command by @chvssecret - seungmin x reader (smut)

-> WAITING FOR US by @erotichan - hyunjin x reader (smut) -> [02:36] by @seungisms - bang chan x reader (smut) -> TITLE TRACK: RUN AWAY WITH ME by @lotus-dly - bang chan x reader (angst & fluff)

-> . . # the morning after. hj. ˚ ₊ ✧ ! by @lix-ables - hyunjin x reader (smut & fluff) -> [all yours, forever - hyunjin] by @stay-corner - hyunjin x reader (smut & fluff) -> USE ME. by @hwan-g - hyunjin x reader (smut)

-> warmth by @inkybird - hyunjin x reader (smut &fluff)

->[7:06am] by @hyunee1 - hyunjin x reader (smut)

-> orchid. by @skzmix - jeongin x reader (smut)

-> i. harness by @btssmutgalore - lee know x reader (smut)

-> No Face by @thevampywolf - bang chan x reader (suggestive & fluff)

-> Watch Me by @@lorinicole - minho x reader x hyunjin (smut)

->fallingforyou (all over again). by @lix-ables - felix x reader (smut)

->anon prompt by @lix-ables - felix x reader (smut)

-> ILLOGICAL by @chxncinth - bang chan x reader (smut)

-> a party elsewhere. hhj. by @lix-ables - hyunjin x reader (smut)

-> prompt: "shut up!" "why dont you come over here and make me?" by @linoguistics - hyunijn x reader (smut)

->1 0 : 1 1 p m by @karibear - felix x reader (smut)

-> hyunjin + choking by @hynjnhwng - hyunjin x reader (smut)

-> ✰ 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐤𝐳. by @cartierbin - ot8 x reader (one shot smut)

-> F&MU by @charmercharm3r - felix x reader (smut & fluff)

-> [02:12 am - chan] by @stay-corner -bang chan x reader (smut)

-> illogical by @chxncinth - bang chan x reader (smut)

-> [03:16 am - chan] by @stay-corner - bang chan x reader (smut)

-> Naive Nature by @ch4nb4ng - bang chan x reader (smut) -> mirrors and lights — by @lix-ables - yang jeongin x reader (smut)

-> chan hard thoughts by @chvnnie - bang chan x reader (smut)

other:

-> ALREADY WON — ☆ by @ihugjakey - jake sim x reader (fluff)

-> NO HANDS | Y.KH by @bakubae - yoon keeho x reader

-> keeho x idol!reader !* by @wonwoosh - yoon keeho x reader (fluff & angst)

-> 2:50 pm // by @bakubae - yoon keeho x reader (smut)

->- “daddy” // s.jy by @lvnarhees - jake sim x reader (smut)

-> after game (m) by @jaeyunsz - jake x reader (smut & fluff)

-> [5:28] by @riboism - honjoong (ateez) x reader (smut)

-> CUM TIL’ YOU CRY : SJY by @tangledbutterflies - jake sim x reader (smut)

-> Reality’s boring by @sup-dallyboy - hongjoong x reader (smut)

series:

-> unrequited

-> unmatched

.｡.:*☆ both the above series are by @jl-micasea-fics and they are absolutely amazing !! one of my absolute favourite pieces i've ever read. (lee know x reader)- contains smut, fluff and heavy angst (see tw's before you read it)

->this whole masterlist

.｡.:*☆ the series (?) above is by @blu-joons-joo and it's absolutely adorable ! literally for all my babies out there who love fluff (and a bit of suggestiveness)- it'll drive u delusional

-> my heart bel♡ngs to daddy 

.｡.:*☆this series is by @yunjardi and is SO good !! jake is to DIE FOR and him and the reader together are just so delicious <3

-> by my side

.｡.:*☆this series is by @noramoons and the concept of it is amazing, it's also written really well !! can't wait for the next parts

-> e x p e r i e n c e d

.｡.:*☆this series is by @ballelino who's one of my favourite writers on tumblr! the series is one of the best, along with alot of her others- if you ever get the chance to check out wedding season (lee know x reader) by her aswell : )

-> i. harness & ii.love & iii. play .｡.:*☆ this series is by @btssmutgalore and when i tell you its sheet clenching, panty wetting, eyerolling and neck snapping- dont take it lightly. it's everything ive ever personally wanted and i swear its SO worth the read.

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if you have any other recommendations, shoot me a message and i'll be sure to check it out ! enjoy !!

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love, froggy

[battlekilt]

Look, I don't even have my final product. But, I need to scream that @rskacreates has ALREADY been an outstanding artist to work with. Fast, really listens to the client, and communicates well. After the massive project is done, I've got other pieces in mind to commission with them.

I'm vibing, okay?

Also, I took half a caffeine pill, so I'm feelin' frisky. I have no idea what I am saying.

Side Note: As someone who commissions artists, I really wish that I could see the thoughts and opinions of other clients more frequently. I love getting an idea of an artist's practices, general decorum, and the overall experience. It helps me know what to expect when I hire them.

Also, with the rise of A.I. art, let me say, it has become difficult to trust "commissionable artists" on anywhere but Tumblr—Twitter might be okay, but I'm rather inactive there. I do actively look through Tumblr for artists. Elsewhere, I have mistaken an A.I. (whatever the heck they call themselves), and I never felt more vulnerable to being the victim of a scam. I want to support REAL artists.

Conclusion: Artists, please help advocate for yourself. I love tossing money at any artists eager to relieve me of my funds, in exchange for their talent and skill.

PS1. If you know any artists with open commissions to recommend, I'd love to build a list to look through.

PS2. I may end up building a rec list of artists I've commissioned over time. Some people have fic rec lists, maybe I'll do one for artists.

PS3. I also wonder if I should do a... "input from a commissioner for potential artists w/ commissions."

I apologize for the incoherency of this post. I have no idea what I am trying to accomplish here. If anyone has figured it out, I'd love to know.

#kilt's brain #bucket's brain

[yunojeyes]

Their S/O Being A Gold Medalist Figure Skater

NCT DREAM reaction to you (their s/o) being a gold medalist figure skater. Pairing : Dream x reader

Genre: fluff

Masterlist: here

Fic recs: YuuYuu2

a/n: Please note that all of this is fictional and the personalities of the characters are made specifically for the story! Please do not copy the story and post it elsewhere or on Tumblr!

Their S/O Being A Gold Medalist Figure Skater is copyright 2024 under yunojeyes, all rights reserved.

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Mark

"Have you seen y/n's new performance?" Mark read out after choosing a suitable filter for his ig live. "Of course, my baby's great isn't she? Please leave her lots of positive comments, it makes her cute cheeks turn pink whenever I read it to her, she's so cute." Mark chuckles as he ruffled his hair. "Did you guys see her quadruple-axle, apparently it's really hard to do like really really hard to do and my y/n just did it as if it was nothing, damn." Mark beamed with a wide smile on his face at the thought of you.

"Mark, I saw you at the arena last time but I was too shy to say hello especially with y/n being there, you guys look so good." Mark read out as he gasped, "you should've said hi, my y/n would've loved that, although she would be shy but she'd talk about it for at least 3 days after that, she gets so excited about people acknowledging her work." Mark giggled, remembering the last time a fan approached you and asked Mark to help take a picture of you and the fan. "We actually have a celebratory lunch soon for y/n's recent gold medal so, I actually have to get ready now to pick her up at her rink, bye guys, don't forget to send love to y/n and her performances!" Mark bid them goodbye as he ended the live.

Renjun

"Look baby, what do you think, yellow or blue?" Renjun asked while showing you his sketch of your next outfit for your performance. "Yellow, jun, isn't this a little too long?" you asked pointing at the skirt that reached below your knees. "Well, I didn't want you to get cold so I need to have the skirt be longer." He explained, pouting at your smiling figure. "That's very thoughtful of you baby, but I prefer short flowy dresses," you said while caressing his cheek, "I love the pattern though, and silk, my favorite garment."

He smiled cheekily, "Okay, I'll adjust the dress, I'll prepare warm jasmine tea for when you get back, Oh! and I have something else to show you." He giddily said as he ran to his room to take it and show you. "baby! look, aren't you so pretty" Jun asked as he showed you his painting of your recent performance, your smile widened as you took in all the details, "Junnie, this is so pretty, thank you so much" you said as you hugged him, Renjun kissing your temple.

Hyuck

"Welcome to Johnny's Communication Center, today I am here with the infamous y/n's boyfriend, Lee Haechan!" Johnny announced as Hyuck jumped into the frame practically buzzing with excitement, "Would you like to tell the czennies where we're headed to right now Hyuck?" Johnny asked as Hyuck nodded, "We are headed to-" he started, "In English" Johnny added, "Okay.. we are right now..going to the arena to watch my girlfriend y/n uh- ice skating, yes, very beautiful, very perfect." He said with a bright smile on his face.

"Haechan actually invited all 23 members to watch with us at the arena, but most of them are either overseas or having schedules, so they're gonna watch it online." Johnny explained, turning the camera to face Hyuck who was skipping towards the entrance of the arena, flashing his VVIP tickets, "You're jealous aren't you czennies, you can't get a VVIP ticket!" Hyuck teased as he stuck his tongue out. Johnny chuckled as he shook his head at Hyuck's antics, "Hyuck actually brought a lot of stuff to throw into the rink and a gift to give y/n after the performance." Johnny pointed out as Hyuck waved the bags at the camera.

Jeno

"Hyung, y/n noona was so cool last night, she did a quadruple spin thingy!" Jisung exclaimed as the comments section becomes filled with praises and amazement for your performance last night that allowed you to win the gold medal. Jeno smiled his samoyed smile as he chuckled with pride, "yea she is, last night she was telling me about how nervous she was but it all worked out in the end." he explained as some comments were talking about her shaking hands.

"Jisung is actually a big fan of y/n so he's very lucky that y/n's dating Jeno cuz he can get autographs and tickets easily, like last night's performance." Jaemin commented as he looked through the photos he'd taken during your performance. "Babe" You called out, having just come back after your practice for next week's performance, "oh, baby you’re here" Jeno said as he walked to you with open arms and going out of frame to engulf you in his warm embrace, "should I massage your feet? it must've been a tiring day for my y/n hm?" Jeno suggested as he kissed your nose, you hummed in agreement as you snuggled your face in his nape, "We'll be heading back first guys, see you tomorrow!” you and Jeno waved at Jaemin and Jisung who nodded in understanding.

Jaemin

"Jaemin-ssi, we all know that y/n your girlfriend is very famous and has successfully done one of the hardest moves that a professional figure skater could do (I don't know much about figure skating so don't attack me) how has your relationship been so far, because a lot of people have said that y/n is a pretty cold and closed off person?" The interviewer asked as Jaemin nodded in acknowledgement, the dreamies nodding with him as it was pretty difficult at first to get close to you and they knew how long it took you and Jaemin to get together.

"Well, my y/n is a sweetheart so our relationship is great, we love each other a lot and she's very considerate, especially since I usually take care of the dreamies, it's nice to have someone take care of me instead." Jaemin explained with a smile on his face a the thought of your nagging tone with your eyebrows furrowed when he got sick from waiting out in the rain for your favorite bakery to open just to surprise you. "And this is a very popular question, have you ever asked her to teach you ice skating?" The interviewer asked, "yeah, I used to do roller skating so it was easier to learn ice skating but my y/n really has a talent for the sport." Jaemin said as he chuckled remembering his real intentions, which was obviously using these one on one lessons as a disguise to cuddle you and watch you ice skate.

Chenle

"baby, I saw these new blades for ice skating and it says that famous figure skaters have been using them, do you want a pair?" Chenle asked as he scrolled through naver while laying on your chest, looking up at you who was playing with his hair. "Well, it's not something I need Lele, I still have those blades you bought me last time." You said as you kissed his forehead, he sat up, holding your cheeks with his warm hands. "Baby, but you could have newer and sharper blades." He exclaimed as he rubbed your cheeks, you smiled with your cheeks mushed together, "I don't need new blades Lele" you mumbled but he shook his head in disagreement.

"How about the new Chanel luggage thing that you can use for your shoes and equipment when you go for practices or performances?" He asked, eager to get you something as he'd taken an interest in buying equipment for your sport. You chuckled as you caressed his hair, "If that's what makes you happy then I don't mind it Lele." You whispered as your noses touched one another's. "I sent a picture of your medals, trophies and I sent videos of your performances to the dreamies group, they're so jealous baby." Chenle said undoubtedly ruining the lovely-dovey moment as you both bursted out laughing.

Jisung

"Jisung oppa have you seen y/n's recent interview, she mentioned you as her biggest supporter!" Hyuck read out as a bunch of comments about the interview filled the live chat. Meanwhile, Jisung's cheeks turned pink as he remembered what you had said about him in the interview, "yea I saw it, she's very sweet, she told me about it before it aired when I visited her." Jisung said as he rubbed the back on his neck in embarrassment, "OoOoOh our Jisung is a big boy already, he brings snacks to his girlfriend's practices how swEET!" Jaemin exclaimed as he shook Jisung's shoulders.

"Jisung oppa, it feels like we subscribed to y/n instead, I love it, it's like a double subscription." Hyuck read out as he gasped, "Do you send messages about y/n," Jisung blushed and pulled the hem of his hoodie up to cover his red face, "AHH our baby JISUNG!" Hyuck squealed in Jisung's ear as he hugged him tightly. "Please support and show love to my y/n, czennies!" Jisung said, his hyungs squealing at his endearing message and use of "my y/n".

Original Work Of: @yunojeyes

#nct #nct au #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct x reader #nct dream #nct reactions #nct mark #nct jaemin #nct haechan #nct jeno #na jaemin #lee donghyuck #lee mark #lee jeno

[rollercoasterwords]

could you please recommend fics with messy wartime jily like you talked about in the 🫐 ask? sorry if this is the wrong place to ask hjskhdsk

i wish i could but unfortunately i do not really have any recs!! it was just something that came 2 mind that i'd like to see more of :) the only fic i've read that i can think of is a darling, a demon, a lamb by brightened which i love but it is very dark so be sure 2 check tags etc etc !

if anyone has any first-war messy-jily fic recs 2 send my way i welcome them w open arms <3

OOH wait also. choices by messermoon aka @little-shit-soph if u have not already read it lol. first-war jily in this fic is a horrible beautiful mess and i love absolutely everything going on with it i am not kidding. but this fic is a monster w lots of stuff happening + it is jegulus-centric so if ur looking for something exclusively focused on jily u will want 2 look elsewhere :)

#ask #fic recs

[doctorprofessorsong]

Hi do you have any endverse destiel recs ?

I'm so sorry! I haven't read many fics set in Endverse (though I have written and read Endverse Cas elsewhere, and have read some post apocalypse fics). No reason other than a lot of them kill Sam or Endverse Dean which makes me too sad to read them and otherwise it's just a random gap in my reading.

If anyone has any good recs for me and/or nonny, please reblog with them.

#destiel #deancas #river rambles

[hellhoundsprey]

hey hellhoundsprey! I saw you also ship destiel, not only wincest, and I was wondering if you had any destiel fic recs for me. I tried some of the most famous ones, but I didn't like them, and I trust in your taste (I absolutely love your brain, actually), so could you help me out, please?

!!! Hey yes hi, what an intriguing message and question! Thing is that I am as well Cruelly Peculiar about my destiel fic taste, even more so than my usual fic taste! Which can be unfortunate in the way that there is little selection but. More so am I honored that you trust me with this :)).

100% honestly, my own destiel fics are what's closest to my destiel taste, mostly since, as said, I struggle to find that particular flavor elsewhere, so I simply "make my food at home". I do have some other writers' works bookmarked, too, though:

Thewinchesterlifestyle on AO3 has a fantasticly broad library. Especially if you are into the more kink heavy and dubcon/noncon stuff, you are bound (heh) to find a bunch of gems.

Run So Far by @dickbaggins is strictly said wincestiel so Sam is involved too but God I will toss it here because it remains one of the Best Things Ever imho and the destiel aspects are *chef's kiss*.

The Bone Eater has monsterfucking AND great destiel (and all the whump). A+.

Hopefully, one or some of these work for you, anon 💜.

#howling hellhound #fic rec #destiel

[mycupofrum]

@gracelesslady23 you sent me this ask a while ago and I was just about to reply but Tumblr glitched and the whole ask disappeared! Anyway, I had saved it elsewhere so no harm done.

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! ❤️

Thanks for the ask! Sorry it’s taken so long to reply! I wanted to finish some WIPs first so I could talk about them. 😊 These are in no particular order.

Practice makes perfect

I could not stop laughing when writing this. I wanted to make it a story where James and Sirius are awkward and silly and blunt and don’t really know what they are doing half the time (well Sirius has a bit of a better grasp of it 🤭), but the hormones and absolute terror and magnitude of having a crush on your best friend is so overpowering that someone has to make the first move eventually. Also, it’s ok to make mistakes like accidentally do a test run on your crush’s baby brother before winning the actual prize. Yeah, it’s a thin plot but it got me over writer’s block and made me smile so much. Prongsfoot bj’s is always a treat to write. They can’t help wanting each other.

Enchanted

My original inspiration for this story was Enchanted by Taylor Swift. I couldn’t let go of the lyrics ”Please don’t be in love with someone else. Please don’t have somebody waiting on you.” Then I saw the T. Swift music video for Bejeweled where they have Enchanted playing at the beginning. The video has a Cinderella theme, hence the AU for this story. I also watched the Cinderella movie for some more inspiration. I’d been thinking about a fairytale Prongsfoot story anyway and this just worked. I really wanted to make Sirius a prince, and it was so interesting giving James a different background and trying to think how that would change his character. I also wanted to make it as romantic as possible. The amount of fluff almost made me uncomfortable but I needed to test my limits. There’s some spice in there too because…this is Prongsfoot. They get like that about each other. 😄

A lesson in love

I knew I wanted to write an Amortentia fic but I had no idea how to go about it. At first it seems like a fun trope but essentially presents the whole dubcon issue which I didn’t want to be a thing in this story. Then I thought, what if they react differently to the potion because they are Animagi? So, I went with that thought. I loved writing this and creating all the pining and tension between them. <3

Specialised in you

It started as a funny thought of James being so sure he’s straight that wanting to have sex with Sirius was nothing but a little bit inconvenient in the grand scheme of things, and that could be dealt with Polyjuice potion and in a totally ”straight” way. That was going to be that. A silly, funny, smutty story. 11k words later I had a whole wartime Prongsfoot hurt/comfort fic in my hands. I don’t know what happened. (I do know what happened. James Potter happened.) Writing this was so much fun but also sad and everything in between. I didn’t think I’d be writing actual duelling and stuff but there we are.

Payback

Sometimes you just have to write shameless Prongsfoot smut. Basically this story exists because I needed an outlet for my Eurovision frustration. I felt a little better after getting it out of my system. James and Sirius also felt much better afterwards. I like their whole revenge mood.

#ask game #prongsfoot #bambibelle #self rec #my writing

[phdmama]

May 31, 2022

May We Lift Each Other Up 2022 Wrap-Up!

Instead of an individual lift-up, today I just wanted to lift up the experience of fandom in general, and reflect on what it’s given me.

Fandom has given me the joy of witnessing other people’s creativity. As I said elsewhere, I want to lift you all up because you’ve already lifted me up. I’ve gotten to see people in all stages of their journeys. I’ve gotten to see people blossom and grow and that is so beautiful to me.

I’ve also gotten to enjoy (FOR FREE) the results of those labors and that work. I’m not sure I can adequately articulate the impact fic and art have had on my life. Of course, it’s entertained me. But it’s also challenged me. It’s helped me learn new things about myself and people and the world. Fic has given me tools and wisdom for managing my own trauma/C-PTSD and pain. Fic and fandom have helped me understand myself and my own neurodivergence in SO many crucial ways, ways that are allowing me to be happier, healthier. A better partner and parent. Fic has been with me through some of the hardest experiences I’ve had, and it’s brought me comfort and healing.

Fandom and fic have brought me some of the best people I’ve ever known, and some of the closest friends I’ve ever had. It’s given me a place to be wholly myself. I think like a lot of people, I’ve had a hard time in the real world finding people and places where I felt like I could bring all of me and be, not only tolerated but genuinely embraced. I’m legit tearing up writing this, at how grateful I feel.

So many people commented how this was something they really needed in the moment they received it, and I was really struck by that. Things are hard in the world right now. So hard and scary and heartbreaking. And it feels daunting and overwhelming to know where to begin. I guess a thing I take from this is, that any kind impulse we have, it matters to express it, if we can. 

Our words matter. I really believe in energy, and I believe that what we put out into the universe stays there. This is not to say that anyone should feel guilty if they can’t, of course not! But if you’re having that impulse, and you wonder, does it matter? Does it make a difference? It does matter. It does make a difference.

I cannot tell you how hard it was to limit myself to 30 days and 32 people. I think I could have written ten times the number of posts that I did. As I said before, I wish I had the spoons to lift every single on of you who’s touched my life, but whether or not I wrote a post highlighting any particular person, please know that I *am* lifting you up in my heart. Because you matter. Your presence here matters, and I say that confidently, whether or not we’ve ever interacted.

So thank you all, so much, for going on this journey with me! Honestly, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep it up for the whole month, and I’m sort of astonished that I did. Thank you to everyone who gave me ideas and recommendations, I’ve read things that have moved me and given me so much. Thank you to everyone who supported this project. 

Tl;dr - Just… thank you.

Below the cut is the list of all the amazing people I’ve got to lift up this month! Check them out!

May 1 - @kingsofeverything 

May 2 - @phoebe-delia

May 3 - @louandhazaf

May 4 - @sweet-s0rr0w & @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm

May 5 - @sitp-recs

May 6 - @tackytigerfic

May 7 - @londonfoginacup

May 8 - @teacup-tai

May 9 - @lululawrence

May 10 - @lqtraintracks

May 11 - @crinkle-eyed-boo

May 12 - @m4g0rtz & @julcheninred

May 13 - @justalittlelouislove

May 14 - @softlystarstruck / @celestialbee

May 15 - @clottedcreamfudge

May 16 - @onbeinganangel

May 17 - @nv-md

May 18 - @thebooktopus

May 19 - @becomeawendybird

May 20 - @lettersbyelise

May 21 - @laynefaire

May 22 - @wolfpants

May 23 - @allwaswell16

May 24 - @veelawings​

May 25 - @helloamhere​

May 26 - @fallinglikethis​

May 27 - @the-starryknight​

May 28 - @suburbanmotel​

May 29 - @academicdisasterfic​

May 30 - @pineau-noir​