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strawberrynull · 2 months

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──౨ৎ ˙❄ ̟ first snow (enha ver.)

엔하이픈 | Enhypen | ot7

──Pairing: enha ot7 x reader

──Genre: fluff, scenarios, imagines

──Synopsis: You are outside with enhypen when it suddenly begins snowing- the first snow of the winter season. In Korea, there is a superstition that whoever you are with on the first snow is your soulmate

──A/N: guys I love winter so much. It's my favorite season. Also I have a draft that I dunno if I wanna post or not...

(This story was written with @sharksandminhos - please go follow!)

이희승 | Heeseung

“Ahh this is why I tell you to bring gloves.” Heeseung sucks his teeth as he takes his gloves off and reaches for your hands, which are icy to the touch. This wasn't the first time you had forgotten your gloves. No, this had to have been at least the 20th time. Truth be told, it was on purpose too.

Whenever you would forget your gloves, you hoped that your boyfriend would take your hands in his. Most of the time he would just hand you his pair of gloves instead.

Heeseung carefully slipped his gloves over your cold hands. You let out a huff and cross your arms in annoyance.

“What?” He feigns ignorance, scrunching his eyebrows together. "I always tell you to bring gloves but you don't even when it's snowing."

"Seungie, you wouldn't understand-"

"It's the first snow though so I'll let it slide this time." He sighs, shoving his hands in his pockets. Before you can even ask what he meant, he began explaining. "They say that if you're with someone on the first snow, that person is your soulmate."

He then grabbed your hands, gaze not leaving your lively features. "I know you've been forgetting your gloves on purpose. It's not hard to miss." Heeseung chuckles. He studies your fingers, playing with the cute silver rings that adorned them before intertwining his hands with yours. You look down at your interlocked hands then up at him through your eyelashes with big doe like eyes. The white snowflakes sat on top of your slightly windblown hair, nose red from the chilly winter air.

“It's really cute, but you don’t have to freeze yourself to get me to hold your hand. I will take it upon myself to hold your hand in every walk we take, whether it’s 100 degrees outside or negative 15 degrees.”

박종성 | Jongseong

You and Jay had gone to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner that obviously Jay would be cooking. While walking back home along the sidewalk, a tiny fleck of snow dropped onto your cheek causing you to flinch slightly. You pressed your hand to your cheek, using your other hand to tug at his sleeve.

"Hey Jay, look," He stopped walking and turned to look at you. "It's snowing!" You said excitedly. Jay gave a loving smile.

"That's great. We better get home before we get stuck in the snow though." He chuckled before continuing to walk.

"It's the first snow."

"Yeah, I suppose it is." He nodded. You huffed at his ignorance.

"Jayyyyyyy," you pouted. Jay turned to you with a look of confusion. "The person you're with on the first snow is your soulmate."

Jay just laughed. You furrowed your brows and crossed your arms. "So that's why you were acting like this?" He stood in front of you, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. He leaned down just inches from your face. You closed your eyes, feeling Jays lips lightly press onto yours. "Then I'm glad I'm here with you."

심재윤 | Jaeyun

Jake had been rambling on and on about Pokemon for the past 15 minutes. You two were hanging out at the park, as per usual. It was too cold for little kids to want to play outside so the playground was empty besides you and your boyfriend. The swing set squeaked as you swung side by side.

"And I was trying to catch this stupid Tyranitar but-" suddenly Jake went quiet.

You turned to him, dropping your smile. "Jakey you didn't finish your sentence."

"Baby, look!" he gasped, eyes widening. He jumped from the swing and pointed into the air. "It's snowing!"

"Is it really?" You asked, also getting up off your swing. You cupped your hand in front of your mouth and blew warm air into your palms, attempting to warm yourself up a bit.

"I'm serious. It's snowing, it's snowing!" He yelled, jumping up and down while flailing his arms around like a child. "Can we make a snowman? Pleaseeeeee, pretty pleaseeee?"

A giggle escaped your lips as Jake grabbed your hands with excitement, smiling brightly with his signature smile.

"Jake, there is definitely not enough snow to make a snowman right now." He gives a small 'aww' before pouting. You chuckle softly at his cuteness. "It's okay. You know why? Because today is the first snow, and I'm here with you and only you."

He tilts his head in confusion for a moment before his eyes widen and his mouth forms a small 'oh.' A smirk quickly spreads across his face as he comes closer to you, snaking his hands around your waist. He begins to quickly litter kisses all over your face as you stifle out laughs.

"You have no idea how happy I am to be your soulmate."

박성훈 | Sunghoon

Snow had begun to fall as the two of you walked on the sidewalk, passing building after building. This was the perfect opportunity for you to call him the nickname he hated.

"Hey ice prince," you coo. The nickname made him stop in his tracks and turn to you, rolling his eyes. Just the reaction you wanted.

"What is it now?" He huffed.

You immediately scrunched your nose. You dropped his hand, sighing dramatically. "Geez you're so mean to me." You stuck your bottom lip out forming a cute small pout.

"F-fine, I'm sorry." he stuttered quickly. Sunghoon picked your hands back up, slightly panicking. "What's up, angel?" He asked, squeezing your hand gently.

"It's snowing, see?" you explained, hoping to tease him some more. To your dismay, he came back with a comment of his own to tease you with.

"You know, they say that whoever you're with when it snows for the first time will be your soulmate." He smirked, leaning down just mere centimeters from your face. You could feel his breath on your cold face as it made white clouds in the frigid air. He cupped your cheek in his cold large hand. You clamped your eyes shut as Sunghoons lips ghosted against your own.

"Does that make you my ice princess?"

김선우 | Sunoo

You cover your face shyly as Sunoo captures another picture of you on his phone. It had suddenly started snowing while you guys were walking around Hongdae to go shopping together. "Ah don't cover your face! The pictures are better when I can actually see you." You giggle and shake your head before running up to him to look at the said pictures. "Oh those actually aren't bad." You say sighing in content then looking up at Sunoo. He looked just as breathtaking in the snow. You bring your hand up to run your icy fingers through his dark brown locks. The snowflakes that had settled on top of his hair fall as you do so. "You know I should take some pictures of you too. You look really pretty right now" Sunoo's face breaks out into an ear to ear smile and can't help but laugh at the comment. "No stoppppp~ you're the pretty one here!" He says wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him. When you open your mouth to protest some more, he beats you to it. "They say that whoever you're with during the first snow is your soulmate~" He wiggles his eyebrows as you look at him wide eyed, your cheeks coming to be a deeper shade of red, and not from the cold. When he starts to laugh even more you hit his arm. "Yaaaa- nobody says that." you pout and roll your eyes. Sunoo shakes his head, insisting that it's true. When you keep denying it he grabs your hands, pulling you close to him. "They do. I'm serious, angel." Sunoo kisses the tip of your peachy nose and smiles down at you with lovestruck eyes. "And there's nobody i'd rather be with than you." You giggle and bury your face in his chest before begging to take pictures of him in the snow.

양정원 | Jungwon

As soon as the cold white flake hit your cheek, your face lit up in excitement. You watched as the air around Seoul turned pale from the falling snow. "Ya Jungwon-ah! It's snowing look!" You lift your palms up and spin around, making Jungwon chuckle. He wraps his hands around your waist and kisses the corner of your mouth lovingly and looks you in the eye. "What happened to calling me Wonnie?" He says playfully pouting. Your eyes widen and you immediately shake your head, some of the icy specks flying off the top. At this point, your boyfriend preferred his cute nickname over his real name. Only you could call him Wonnie. "I'm sorry... Wonnie." You smile innocently. Jungwon pecks your lips once and smiles at you. You can't help but find him adorable- with the way his nose is a rosy shade of red because of the frigid weather, and his hair slightly messy from the chilly evening breeze. "How could I be mad knowing you're the angel I was destined to be with?" You eyebrows first furrow in confusion, but then shoot up with realization. "Oh! I am!" You jump up and wrap your arms around his shoulders to bring him in for a nice, warm hug.

"You don't realize how happy you make me." Jungwon whispers, sighing into your comforting embrace.

니키 | Niki

Snow was falling gently as you and Niki stood outside on his apartment balcony. You had a beautiful view of the city. All the buildings covered in white fluffy snow was a sight to see.

You hadn't planned for it to snow when you were going to your boyfriends house. So now you were outside in thin pants and a long sleeve shirt with the majority of the front cut out.

"Please just take my coat and scarf." He pleaded, taking off his jacket and draping it over your shoulders. "You've gotta be freezing cold."

"Niki you're literally in short sleeves and jeans." You deadpanned, trying to shrug off his jacket. You knew he wouldn't give up that easily though. He had insisted you wear his jacket at least 5 times now. "You're gonna be colder than me. I'll be fine."

"I'm not cold." He lied, attempting to appear as if he wasn't shaking. He took off his scarf- the cold air hitting his bare neck, sending a chill down his spine.

"Yes you are. Baby I can see you shivering." You held up your hands to prevent him from giving you his gray and black scarf.

"I'm not cold." He insisted again, eventually wrapping his scarf carefully around your neck after you stopped putting up a fight.

You watched as Niki shook from the cold, teeth chattering occasionally. He would try to descretely rub his hands together. The prominent goosebumps on his arms made you pout at how selfless and kindhearted he was, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

"... Come here." put his jacket back on his shoulders and stand in front of him. He slides his arms through the sleeves and snakes his arms around your waist. You carefully wrap the fluffy scarf around both your necks, forcing you two to be close.

"Did you know that today is the first snow?" you ask, barely above a whisper. Niki can't help staring at your lips as you speak. "That means we're soulmates, Niki."

Niki stumbles to form a coherent sentence. Instead he decides to place his lips on yours, squeezing your waist gently. The kiss lingers for a moment, before Niki pulls away, quickly dropping his head in your shoulder to hide his obvious blush.

"Good."

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romancefranaticstay · 13 days

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♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧Mine only girl♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Friend!Changbin x fem!reader

Category: fluff

Friends to lovers

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Changbin: muscular man, dark hair, dark look.

Binnie: small, cute, tiny boy, g(idle) fan. ฅ^._.^ฅ

You knew the Binnie side of Changbin. When he saw you he immediately softened. You could tell he had a soft place in his heart for you. There was just something special about you. The way your eyes lit up when you looked at him. The man you used to reassure him when something went wrong.

How long had you known him? Since elementry school. You shared snacks with each other. You played on the swing, wonderful moments. He also had a jealous side for you. You were very beautiful, so it was no wonder that many others wanted you. Definitely very big boys, like Yeonjun.

Changbin remained loyal to you, the only girl who was allowed to touch him was you. You were allowed to hug him and pinch his cheeks. You were his girl, even though you weren't his girl. He was one of your friends and you were very close, but still nothing happened between you. There were of course tense moments that made you dream of each other.

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You were at university. Because you wanted to earn some money, you also started doing a small job. You were a bartender at a quite popular café.

“Hello Y/N.” Changbin squeezed.

He was just so cute, even though he acted so tough sometimes.

'Hello Binnie, what are you up to?'

'Nothing special, just walking around. When is your shift done?'

'In an hour.'

'Okay, you don't leave this café without me, in an hour, so at 8pm, I am back here.'

'Okay Binnie, I'll wait for you at the door, outside.'

'Outside?! That's why to dangerous for a precious lady like you.'

Your heart jumped, a precious lady. If it came out of his mouth, it had added value.

'Okay, I will wait inside the café.'

'Okay.'

There was silence between the two of you for a moment. You just looked at each other through gritted teeth.

'Okay, I am going to get back to work.'

“Okay, bye Y/N!”

he walked at the door and waved before he went off. Those little moments made your job better.

You looked at the clock all the time. A lot of people showed up this evening and you were already afraid that your boss wasn't going to let you go. Luckily Hanni showed up.

“Hey Y/N.”

she had a milkshake in her hands. She still had a 5 minute break.

"Ahh, Hanni you're back."

'Did you miss me?'

"Yes, sorely missed." you said sarcastic.

"I have a milkshake."

"I see, wow."

'A tasty milkshake, for a fantastic break.'

'Hanni, your break is less than 4 minutes away.'

"A long 4 minutes to annoy you."

'You have a talent, you shouldn't try too hard yourself.'

"Not funny, just so you know."

"It wasn't meant to be funny."

She was swirling her milkshake in front of you the whole time. She annoyed you for the whole 4 minutes. Those 4 minutes lasted like 4 hours, but it was Hanni, your best friend. She had the privilege to do this. When the clock struck 8pm, you turned to Hanni.

"Ahh, have fun, so much fun, for the next hour."

she stuck her tongue out.

Immediately when you wanted to walk to the door, Changbin walked in.

'Ahh there is my princess. How was it?'

'Hanni irritated me all the time.'

"You mean that girl over there?"

he pointed to a girl who was laughing strangely the whole time. He gave her a small wave.

"Yep, that's her, but okay, let's go?"

“Okay, let's walk around a bit. Through the park perhaps? The Cherry Tree's are beautifull this time of year.'

'Okay.' your little smile melted changbin's heart.

The two of you were walking close together through the large park. There weren't that many people in the park. The lanterns gave it a romantic atmosphere. There was even a bridge with locks, where you could write your and your loved one's initials. You bet half of those locks had already parted.

"So... are you seeing anyone?"

You calmly turned your faces to Binnie, his eyes were filled with excitement. He was a bit nervous.

'Why?'

"Just to ask."

"Right now, I don't see anyone."

'Good.' he said silently.

'You?'

"Oh, no, no."

'Why not?'

"I want to save myself for someone special."

"Oh, me too."

'Really?'

"Yes, I know there's someone out there for me, so I don't want to mess around with others."

'Someone special, someone you want to be with all your life.'

'Yes. That person exists for everyone.'

"Like a soulmate?"

"Yes, you can call it that."

'Do you know a person who could be that for you? Just to ask. You shouldn't answer it if you don't want to.'

'I know a person who I have a certain feeling about.'

'A good feeling?'

'Yes, a special feeling. Every time I look into his eyes, butterflies come up.'

Changbin suddenly stopped. He turned and focused his eyes on yours. Like you said, every time you looked at him, butterflies came up. He saw you stiffen a bit.

"Do you want to go to the bridge, perhaps?"

'Uhh yes of course.'

You walked to the bridge together. The silence that was between you wasn't awkward, it itself felt...peaceful.

There was a bench there and you two sat together. The wind gently blew your hair back. Changbin looked at you from the corner of his eye. Everything was beautiful about you. You made this place more beautiful with your presence. You also looked at him from the corner of your eye. It was calm, you heard the sound of the leaves falling from the trees. Changbin sat closer to you. So close that you could feel his muscular arms.

He wanted to put his arm around your waist, but he had a doubt. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable. You saw his hands waver. You gently took his hand and placed it on your waist. You pulled him closer to you. He was momentarily surprised that this really happened, with the most beautiful girl. You rested your head on his shoulder and stayed that way until he turned his face and looked down to where you were laying on his shoulder. You looked from his eyes to his lips and vice versa.

His face moved a little closer to yours. He loved your eyes, he could keep looking into them. Your lips touched, it may have been brief, but you felt love. It was soft, you could say the perfect first kiss. Changbin looked at you, to make sure you wanted this too, you definitely wanted this. Your lips touched again, this time Binnie wasn't shy. He pulled you into his arms. You opened your mouth a little more so his tongue could slip in. It was a romantic make-out session. You wanted to keep going, but you also had to be able to breathe. You came apart panting. Your faces were both red. You let the wind cool your faces.

"You know, I brought a lock."

'At the front of the bridge?'

'Do you want to?'

"Of course Binnie."

You each scratched your initials on the lock. He opened the lock with a small key. He attached it to the bridge.

"Can I have the key?" you asked him.

"You've always had the key to my heart."

He gave the key to you. You didn't hesitate, you turned around and threw the key into the water.

"This lock will stay here forever."

Binnie couldn't resist anymore, he brought you back in for a deep kiss. You wrapped your arms around his kiss, deepening the kiss. His arms held you tight...

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'And that kids, is how i met your mother.'

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snnnailmail · 14 days

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HI HELLO IT'S ME AGAIN- I completely underestimated how long a SINGLE comic page takes to make and because of some lil frustrating parts (I'm looking at you perspective) I kinda pushed it to a corner for a while so I've only got 3 done out 12. AND CH4 IS NEAR sooo.... I've only got this to offer in the rising excitement:

My fav panel :D (out of THREE. I hateeverything/j). It's just supposed to be how I imagined my fav "kicking my feet back and forth" scene from ch3.

I SWEARTHAT I WILL FIND THE MOTIVATION TO FINISH THE 12 PAGES❗❗ I just need to get over that damm PERSPECTIVE and how I can't make the reader just a oval like 'nito-

AAAAAA CEO of In Pixel Haze spotted!! 📸📸📸 (it’s you)

Dude this is sooo good so easy on the eyes!! The way you imagined this scene is so cozyyy I love the colors. Looks warm. (The way it happened in my head was that the two goobers were in the void looking at this big ahh screen like “COMPUTER… fetch me axolotl.jpg” type beat lmaooo but I love to let The People decide what’s going on!! It is a self-insert after all!! That’s also why I didn’t write his reaction to your “sure okay” reply… lowkey was kinda dancing the line between platonic/romantic I didn’t wanna get too cute 🥲 Promise I’m not sacrificing anything 4 that tho aha.)

Okay back to this page… the meat… that axolotl is stunning! She looks the goopiest! Blown away by the detail work 😭😭😭 your shading is incredibleee. And Reader looks MISERABLE /POS /POS <3 Loving how expressive and mobile Kinito is too! Just him swinging his leg up like that the has the whole vibe more energetic and interesting you really know how to draw the Nito!! Like this straight-up looks like professional work.

It is so sweet how you imprinted on this scene!! Also TWELVE PAGES?? Do you realize I’m scratching at my enclosure rn? It’s the same as you told me… no rush at all dude take your time,, you’re gonna KILL that perspective!! It already looks great!!

Tysm your work is always hype and I end up writing sooo much so fast when I see it in my inbox (wrote a huge chunk last night when I saw this we’re at 5000 words ahehe) You BET I’m looking back at it for motivation all tha time!!

All that to say 💕🫡💕🫡💕🫡💕

#In Pixel Haze #FANART <3 #This has my heart #Kinito my beloved #KinitoPET.EXE #KinitoPET #Kinito x You #Kinito x Reader #Kinito and You #Kinito and Reader

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deobienthusiast · 3 months

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what to expect when you’re expecting | lee sangyeon

• pairing: idol!sangyeon x nonidol!female reader

• word count: 1.9k words

• rating: PG (i’m reluctant to put G but there are a few sexual innuendos)

• genre: fluff, super cute, i’m inclined to say suggestive but there’s like one measly moment

• warnings: sickly cute, like super sugary sweet that it might make your teeth rot, there’s like one suggestive comment made by sangyeon, babies, and pregnancies

• tagging: @deoboyznet and @mars101 for the banner and beta reading! she worked really hard for me on this one and i love her dearly for it! and @heemingyu for also betareading it!!!! ILY BOTH SM🩷🩷🩷🩷

• notes: this concept with sangyeon hit me like a fucking truck. i literally was just sitting at work, thought of the not-so-original title and immediately went “ahh this is perfect for sangyeon”

“sweet girl, you are more than we ever expected and better than we ever imagined”

The word perfect isn’t a word you would use very often. Especially when it comes to your life. Nothing about your life has been simple. You had a distorted vision of what perfect might look like due to your parents' crumbling marriage. Fighting and screaming all the time wasn’t exactly the image of a picturesque marriage.

There was a period in your life that you used to want to forget. The fucked up image of love that your parents engraved into you made you run through guys like they were going out of style. Each one was worse than the last. You swore you’d give up on love after your last boyfriend. That was until you met Sangyeon.

Oh sweet Sangyeon. A dashing, lovable man that managed to steal your heart, and the hearts of many others. Sangyeon was an idol, a star amongst the stars. He was the main vocalist and leader of a very popular boy group, and no matter how much his members teased him, they wouldn’t lie when they said they depended on him a lot. Sangyeon was a natural born leader, great with anyone and in any situation.

The fact that you, in your must insecure and fucked up state, were able to catch Sangyeon’s eye was a feat in itself. When he approached you, you couldn’t believe it. What would an idol want with you? But he was so kind, so soft spoken and sweet. He made you feel so special, all the time.

Your relationship was secretive at first, with his idol image and him being a leader he had no choice. It was hard at first, your insecurities getting the best of you, but he never faltered. He never gave up on you. He fought tooth and nail to keep you and your relationship together. When the news came out, fans were supportive. Most of them at least. The good outweighed the bad, and the two of you couldn’t be happier.

People became even more supportive when Sangyeon proposed. The world seemed to be warming up to the idea that Sangyeon was beginning his life outside of being an idol. Which is why the news of your pregnancy wasn’t a surprise to anyone.

Sangyeon took the time to ease people into it, wanting people to understand that he was still the same old Sangyeon, except he’d be coming home to a wife and soon, a daughter.

Preparations for your little girl were in full swing. Gifts being delivered, cute cards, diapers (because you can never have enough), clothes, balloons. Your little apartment that seemed to be perfect for you and your little family was beginning to seem a little crowded. Sangyeon didn't seem to mind, though. Too enamored with the idea of attending lamaze classes, and what you would consider his personal favorite, decorating the nursery.

In one of his very rare off days, Sangyeon had been spending the entire time buried in ripped open boxes, instructions, and pink and lavender colored paint cans that Kevin had specifically asked not to touch until he could get to your home. Hobbling from your place in the kitchen, one hand on your stomach and another on your lower back, you made your way towards the open door that smelt more new than the rest of the house. The pristine white furniture scattered all about, some even covered in plastic so as to not get droplets of paint on it in the future.

A smile makes its way to your face when you notice the three in one crib Jacob had bought for you guys was perfectly intact, Sangyeon standing over it proudly. As if hearing you at the door, he whipped his head around, a smug smirk on his face.

“I told you I’d get it done.”

Your husband was met with a roll of your eyes as he chuckled. “My hero.”

He swiped at his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt as he walked towards you. First laying a soft peck on your forehead, then bringing both hands to your growing stomach, leaning down to place an equally soft kiss on the top of it. Almost as if feeling him place the kiss, the baby kicked. The small bump hits Sangyeon on the tip of his nose as he scrunches up his face.

“Easy. I know I stink.” Sangyeon whispers to your stomach.

You giggle, bringing a hand to run through his slightly damp, dark brown locks as he stands up.

“Well, what do you think?” Sangyeon asks, gesturing to the bed.

“I think she’s going to need more than just a bed, Sangyeon.” You counter.

Sangyeon drops his hand, beginning to pout. “Well I know that! I’m not finished yet.”

This time you let out a chuckle. “Babe, it took you three days to put the bed together. At this rate, the nursery won’t be done when she arrives.”

Sangyeon looks around the room, taking in the still full cans of paint, the partial design that Kevin had started of white lilies that surrounded your daughter’s name, and the rest of furniture that still needed to be put together.

He smiled as he turned back to you. “Being parents is chaotic, right? You gotta expect the unexpected.”

You couldn’t help but smile back. “I think the saying is what to expect when you’re expecting.”

“Well we definitely didn’t expect this.”

A breathy laugh made its way past your lips as you made your way through the chaos, laying both hands on the baby crib. Sangyeon followed closely behind you, a firm grip on your hips to make sure you don’t fall. His senses were immensely heightened when it came to you and it seemed they were heightened even more if that was even possible now that you were pregnant. You hadn’t so much as lifted a finger for anything, Sangyeon being at your beck and call.

“What do you need me to do? Anything?” He questions.

You turn to look at him. “The blanket your mother knit, it’s in our room. Can you bring it to me?”

Sangyeon smiled, turning to make his way out of the room, but not before tripping over a ripped box that still holds pieces of the pale pink rocking chair that needs to be put together. His face turns beat red as he speed walks towards your room. You giggle at your husband’s cuteness as you turn back towards the crib.

Sangyeon put the purple sheets on the mattress, and had even placed the pillows on the bed. A teddy bear that Changmin had gifted you sat in the middle of the bed. You laugh to yourself as you remember the pleas Sangyeon made to the younger boy, promising not to get anything scary for your baby girl.

“I found it!” You hear Sangyeon yell, his fleeting pounding across the hardwood floor as he rounds the corner into the room.

The small, pink and white checkered blanket swings back and forth in his hands from the movement as he hands it to you. The soft material glides through your fingers as you lay it over the mattress.

Sangyeon lays a peck on your shoulder as he whispers. “Perfect.”

You smile as you let him wrap his hands around you. He brings them both to the bottom of your enlarged stomach, putting pressure as he lifts up your bump. You groan slightly as your husband chuckles from behind you. You feel him start to release his grip on the bottom of your stomach as you whine.

“Don’t stop.” You say softly, placing your hands on top of his.

Sangyeon snickers. “I think that’s what got us in this position in the first place.”

You couldn’t help but smile at his comment, a rush of heat blooming up your neck. You turn in his arms, slowly so he can gently let your stomach down from his hold. The size of your bump leaves a substantial amount of space between you and Sangyeon as you have to just lay your hands on your shoulders. Sangyeon looks you over as he smiles slightly.

“Stop stressing.”

You frown. “I’m not. I swear. I just,”

“Want everything to be done before she gets here. I know. Everything will be done, I promise. Some of the guys are supposed to be coming over later on today to help. Kevin wants to finish painting the room, Jacob and Younghoon are going to help me put together the rest of the furniture, and Eric and Sunwoo will…” Sangyeon trails off, making you laugh.

“Just keep them away from the paint. I have a sneaking suspicion more will end up on you all and the furniture than the walls.”

Sangyeon laughs as he leans forward to peck your nose. Your eyes close at the soft contact, feeling a bump at your stomach again, letting you know that your daughter has once again kicked.

“She seems to know when we’re being affectionate.” You tell Sangyeon.

He grins before you both head a cough.

“Don’t let me interrupt, but you should really start locking the front door.”

You both pull apart as Sangyeon speaks.

“Sunwoo, please stop just entering my house without knocking.”

You laugh to yourself as Sunwoo makes his way towards the two of you.

“I did knock. You guys were too enthralled with each other to bother hearing me.” Sunwoo says.

He bends down to whisper to your growing belly. “Hi baby! It’s your favorite uncle!”

You scoff playfully as he turns his head, laying his ear on your stomach, nodding as if the baby is talking to him. You look at Sangyeon who's watching his younger member in amusement.

“Saying anything interesting uncle Sunwoo?” You ask him jokingly.

Sunwoo lifts his head giving you a smirk. “Just that she likes me more than Jacob.”

You snort as you back away from the boy. You didn’t bother commenting back knowing that even he knew that statement wasn't true. Jacob was already the favorite uncle with how much your baby girl kicked whenever he was around. Everyone knew that, but you kept quiet so Sunwoo could have his moment. You were able to hear the chime of your keypad this time around as you heard more voices enter.

Sangyeon grabbed your hand, leading you into the family room where everyone was gathering. They all smiled and said hi, some giving your stomach light pats in a gesture to say hello to your unborn daughter. Just as you had expected, the moment Jacob patted your stomach the baby kicked making both you and Jacob laugh. Sangyeon gave out the assignments for everyone as they took off towards the nursery.

“Look at the fearless leader, leading the way to build a nursery.” You said softly.

Sangyeon grinned. “Who would’ve thought, huh?”

You heard commotion in the nursery as you sighed. “Oh boy.”

Sangyeon helped you over to the couch, turning on your favorite show as he pecked your forehead. “No more stress. Everything gets done before she gets here. I promise.”

You nod. “Just as long as they don’t break anything.”

Your husband laughed, kneeling down in front of you. “I’ll rough ‘em up if they do.”

A look was thrown Sangyeon’s way as he laughed at you, the both of you knowing he doesn’t have a single violent bone in his body when it comes to his members.

“Very funny.” You say softly.

Sangyeon grins. “I guess this is what we can expect while we’re expecting.”

You grinned. “Oh baby girl, you are in for a real treat when you arrive!”

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more-cardigan-than-woman · 1 year

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Extra Foam, Double Shot.

Summary: CoffeeShop!AU. Jason has been working at your Cafe for about 6 months now and boyoboy is he a flirt. Sure, he gets you great tips, but when he turns it on you, you can't help but feel like he's still putting it on.

CoWorker!Reader x Jason Todd

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Warnings: SMUT 18+Only, AU!CoffeeShop, teasing, banter, No vigilantes in Gotham, swearing, flirting at work.

"Jay," you call, a jug of milk in your hand while you try to juggle the 3 types of syrup this woman wants, "dude why are you late? And so sweaty?"

"Got side tracked at the gym. Give me a sec to change and I'll be right out."

"Make it quick. Margo can't handle the register on her own."

"Yes boss." Jason disappears into the back room, blowing you a kiss on his way.

"Asshole." You whisper to yourself.

"Heard that."

The day whizzes by in a rush. Fuck it's so busy. The convention downtown is in full swing this year and it seems every man and their side kick is going. Except you. Instead you're stuck inside this block of glass and concrete with the most annoying man who ever lived and he won't stop being sweet to you and it doesn't make any sense. He’s sweet, sure, but he’s like that with everyone, but when you’re alone, when you stop and think about it for some reason, it makes you feel special.

"Lunch rush, here they come," Jason nods towards the crowd at the door.

"Dude, the whole days been a rush."

"True, maybe you need some time to cool off."

"What? I can't take a break now."

“I know a way we can relax you quickly."

"You.. we.. " you shake your head, focusing on replacing the cups, "the ahh."

"You're so fuckin cute when you're flustered." He smirks, leaning over to grab a jug that nearly collided with your head, "just don't hurt yourself," he leans down, "I'd really hate to play doctors."

"Doctors? Really? Didn't you drop out of medical school?" You whisper, finally finding your voice.

"Oh," he places his hand over his heart, "you wound me."

"Do more than bloody wound you."

"That a promise?" Jason's voice low and right in your ear.

"Yes. Now move so I can get off." You pause, "off the floor I mean."

"Of course," he holds out a hand for you, smiling when you take it and pulling you close, "I'd love to help you get off."

"Right," you roll your eyes, "someone's waiting for you." You flick your head towards the register.

"They can wait."

"Jason dear!" Mrs McGullan calls from her spot at the counter, twinkling her fingers at him. "You're looking so handsome today."

"Off you go." You start to prepare her regular order while Jason heads over to her. Watching the ease at which he and this 70 year old woman flirt. You admire his skill at sweet talking the customers, but it does sometimes, make it feel like he's just- like he doesn't mean it with you either.

"So when's the wedding?" You ask when he comes to grab Mrs Mcgullan’s coffee.

"We're thinking late fall." He jokes, " what's with the face?"

"What face?"

"See something green in your eyes there."

"You're imagining it."

"I'm always imagining you." He smirks, his eyes flicking up and down before he turns away.

XxX

"That's the last one, want me to lock the doors?" Jason asks, as the couple closes the door behind them.

"You can head home, I'll lock up."

"I was late. Least I can do is help clean."

"Fine, just let Margo and Dane get out the door. Then whatever. I'm going to start clearing the tables."

"Dane already left and-"

"Bye besties! See you Tuesday!" Margo smiles, throwing her handbag over her shoulder.

"There goes Margo." Jason grabs the keys, locking the front door and pulling the blinds down. "Now you've got me all alone, what are you going to do with me?" He smirks, leaning into the table your cleaning.

"Do with you?" You lean towards him, your face so close that you can hear his breath hitch, "put you to work. Go grab the mop." You smile in victory as you grab the coffee cup from beside him and he groans at you. XxX

"I'm nearly done with the grinder, then we can go." You call out to Jason who disappeared into the kitchen 10 minutes ago.

"What are your plans for tonight?" He asks, appearing around the corner with the clean muffin display in his hands.

"Eat some dinner, go to bed, maybe read."

"Come out with me."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you want to."

"Do I?"

"I know you do."

"Right, because you're so charming and all that."

"What does that mean?"

"You're a flirt, Jay. Doesn't mean everyone wants you."

"Excuse me?"

"I see you here flirting everyday. Just leave me out of it."

"Oh. OH." He steps toward you placing the display on the counter, "you got me all wrong. I'm only fitting with them for work. My flirting with you is strictly unprofessional."

"Sure."

"You really think I'm nice enough to lie to you?" He steps even closer to you, "Want me to prove it?"

"What does-" your cut off by his strong hands holding onto your waist while his lips sit a breath from yours, his eyes darting along your face. Oh so slowly he leans forward, giving you enough time to pull away. But you don't, trapped in his deep blue stare. His soft lips brush over yours, almost like a kiss from a ghost before he's resting his forehead onto yours.

"You get it now?"

"I- ah.. umm.. what?"

"So cute," he places a little kiss on the end of your nose. "Can I just- ." His hand slides from your waist up to where your neck meets your shoulder as he kisses you deeper. You lean into it, your hands dropping the tea towel you were holding to cling to his arms, "do you get it now?" He whispers into your lips.

"No. Need more proof." You smile so hard your teeth clash.

"If proof is what you want," he takes your hand from his arm, guiding it down, down towards his-

"Oh my God, Jason." you laugh in shock.

"I know, it's big right and it's all for you."

"This is not the time, or the place,” you chide him, not wanting to pull your hand away.

"Which is why I wanted to take you to dinner." He presses himself into your open palm, "but I could just make you dinner at my place?"

“Is it far?"

"Not too far." He winks, "go grab your stuff. I'll finish up here."

"This is where you live?” you ask, staring at the quaint looking townhouse, “Isn’t your dad like uber rich?”

“Yeah, but since I dropped outa school he cut me off.” he shrugs, he hasn’t ever really talked to you about his family before and you were always kind of curious as to why Bruce Wayne's ward was now working at your tiny coffee shop. But, being cut off seems like a low blow.

“Nice looking place though,” you try to change the subject, hopping from one foot to the other, “Does it have an inside?”

“It does.” he beams down at you, “Sorry, I was just enjoying the view out here.” he fishes his keys from his pocket while not looking away from you.

“Well, I have a secret Jason.” you lean up really close to him.

“And what's that?”

“I’m fucking cold.”

“Right, right. Sorry.” he opens the door, “My humble home,” he bows like a doofus as you walk past him and into the dark green and wooden interior.

“Did you-” you stare at the dark oaken chair rails, the fretwork lining each archway, the bookshelves and bookshelves that line the walls of what you assume is the living room.

“Decorate? As much as you can on a barista's budget.”

“It’s beautiful.” running your hand along the bannister that's carved with half finished birds. “Who made this?”

“Me,” he states, “haven’t finished yet, but it’ll look good once I’m done.'' He comes up beside you, his hand following along yours as you trace over the carvings.

“You carved these?”

“What can I say? I'm good with my hands.” he winks, before slapping you on the ass.

“Hey!” you yell, peeking over your shoulder to smile back at him.

“Too much?” he laughs, before staring up at the door above the stairs, “Wanna see what else I made?”

“Is it in the kitchen? Because I remember being offered dinner.”

“Kitchen ain’t up there.”

“Down here then?” you brush your ass past him as you wander down the stairs and through a large swinging door. He’s right behind you, his hand on your hips as he follows. “It’s cute.” you turn to face him, “Cosy.” your breath hitches when you notice just how close he is.

“It’s functional,” his fingers trace up your arm, sending goosebumps all over your skin. “Sturdy,” he pushes into you with his hips, your ass clashing with the side of the counter. “But you said you were hungry. I can whip something up for us. If you want to wait.” he kisses you gently, while his hands hold you so he can deepen it. His tongue glides into your mouth, his hands holding you so softly you feel like you’re made of butter. “So tell me, what do you want?”

Your hands slip up his back, gripping tight into his hair, “This,” you whisper, bringing his lips even closer that your noses are squished together.

Jason moans into your mouth, while you relish the sweetness of his tongue, his cock pressing into your thigh as he pushes you even harder into the counter, like he just can’t get close enough. His lips travel from your mouth, pushing your hair over your shoulder, his tongue lathing at your neck. Hands travel south, gripping into your breast, he pulls your shirt from your skirt, his hand snakes up under pinching at your nipples through your bra. “Fuck, I wonder if your pussy tastes as sweet as your mouth,” he moans into your skin, his eyes full of lust when he stares back at you and kneels down in front of you. “Can I lick you?” he stares up at you, his lips softly caressing the bare skin of your thighs.

“Yes,” you push your hips forward, holding your skirt up with one hand the other tangling through his hair.

“Need to take these off first.” he kisses at your panty covered pussy, “fuck, you taste,” his tongue pushes your pants to the side swiping at you, “Mmm… I could get..” he pushes his head up his mouth devouring you as he makes the most delicious noises you’ve ever heard.

“Like that,” you moan, arching your back into the counter and curling your toes so hard you start to cramp, “Fuck, Jason, thats..”

“Good? Is it good?” his voice is mostly muffled by you, “You want a finger?”

“Ah, hmmm.” you nod down at him, your legs already starting to shake when his finger pokes into you, filling you not quite enough, “Fuckkkk… yes..” you start to grind down on his finger. “Shit… shit.. Jas-” your voice falters, “My-” you start to slip as your legs shake too hard.

“I got you,” he picks your legs up with ease, throwing them over his shoulders and keeping you steady as he fucks you with his fingers. “Fuck, can feel you getting tighter. You going to cum?”

“Yes, please. Jason, Harder.” you moan, throwing your head back. Your clit grinding into his nose, it sends your orgasm crashing into you. “Fuck, Fuck.” you cry as your release floods Jason's mouth.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you cum.” Jason says as he rises from his knees, “And it tastes like ambrosia. Fucking hell,” he kisses you again, “I’m so hard right now, for you.”

“For me?” you ask, feeling so blissed out from the way his tongue was just over your and the tangy taste it's now leaving in your mouth.

“Do you want it?’

“Jason,” you stare at him, for some reason feeling shy all of a sudden.

“Tell me you want it,” he holds your hand pulling it towards his belt, “Better yet, take it out for me.”

“I want it.” you keep your eyes on his buckle as you undo it, yanking at the button on his pants and pulling them apart.

“Good.” he directs your face up to his, “But I want you to keep your eyes on me. Ok?”

“Yeah, I can-”

“I know you can. I’m going to put you on the bench. You ready?”

“I'm ready.” you say a little too eagerly. You let out a giggle that you don’t even recognise as he picks you up like you weigh nothing and drops you on the counter, the cold wooden surface fresh on your ass.

“Wrap your legs around-” he laughs at your initiative, “Yeah, like that. Pull me- Fuck. Slow down.”

“Inside.”

“You that desperate for it?” he stares down at you, one hand on your hip bringing your ass right to the edge while the other laces through your hair, “You like that? When I pull your hair and grab your ass?”

“Yes,” you wiggle forward, swallowing even more of his cock inside of you, “Feels.”

“Addictive?” he pushes in harder, when you nod and let out a breathy moan and start to grind down on him.

“So addictive.”

“I’m going to move now,”

“Yes, please move.” he starts slowly, his face moving down close to yours. You wrap your hands around his neck bringing him even closer as his cock thrusts even deeper and his pelvis grinds into your clit. You move with him, matching his pace and tugging gently on his hair. “Jason, that's amazing.” you moan into his ear.

“Say my name again,”

“Jason.”

“Sounds so good when you say it like that.”

“Jason, faster.”

“Like this?”

“Yes, please. Just like-” you arch your ass out, your back lifting from the counter.

“Angel, fuck. You’re something else.”

“Don’t stop.”

“I’m not stopping. Holy shit.”

“Sooooo good.”

“You nearly there?” he pants, scrunching his brows together, “I’m so close. I can’t hold it much longer.”

“Yes. So close,” you fuck him back even harder, bringing his lips to yours, “Fuck Jason,”

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Fucking, Jason.”

“Where?”

“Mouth.”

“Cum, Cum then, cum on me so I can put it in your mouth.”

“Again.”

“Cum on me pretty girl,” fuck, your world starts to shake as you cum all over Jasons cock. “Fucking stunning.” he moans into your mouth while your legs tighten around him and hold him deep inside you while your pussy sucks and clenches over him.

“Shit, you’re cumming so hard.” he grits his teeth, “Squeezing me, fuuuccckk. You’re pushing me out, fuck.” His name falling from your lips like a weird little chant made just for you.

He gives you a few moments to ride it out before he pulls from you and lowers you to your knees. “Open your mouth for me.” your mind is half dead as you open your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out and stare up at him with your dazed look. “Those fucking eyes.” he growls, “Keep em on me,” he slips his cock into your mouth, groaning as your tongue licks at the underside of his cock. “Fuck, can I just-” you suck him in, hollowing out your cheeks as you keeps your eyes on him. “Yes, pretty girl.” his hips slam into your face, his cock throbbing in your mouth. “I’m going to- just like- fuck- Iiiii.” he moan as his cum fills your cheeks and slides down your throat, his hips still trusting like he's trying to fuck it down your throat. “Oh my god, you're something else.” his voice breathless as he pulls from your mouth and offers you a hand. “I didn’t hurt you did I?” he genuinely asks, throwing your arms around his shoulders and lifting you up.

“My knees are kind of sore.” you rub at them, “but it’s really ok.”

“Sit here,” he plops you back on the counter, “Let me,” he gently rubs at them, “You still hungry?”

“A bit, but I did enjoy my entrée,” you smirk, your eyes darting down to his twitching cock.

“Do you like pasta?”

“Who doesn’t like pasta?”

“You happy to sit there and watch?”

“Hmmm… It’s a good view.”

“You can stare at me like that anytime, pretty girl.”

“I might just do that.”

“Though,” he turns back from the fridge, once again crowding your space, “Maybe keep the fuck me eyes for after work.” he lips press into your cheek, “As pretty as they are, I don’t want anyone else seeing them.”

“And why is that?”

“Because those pretty eyes are mine now and I do not like to share.”

Taglist:

@bubbles-incorrect-yb @megumisbabymomma @nutmeg030

@miraculous-panic @letmebebatmanpls

#coffeeshop au #jason todd fanfic #reader x jason todd #jason todd x reader #x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd

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reformedcoolgirl · 4 months

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hi! could you write about reader meeting tom’s mom (stepfather too maybe?) and she loves her so much and she’s so happy that tom found the right girl?

ahh of course thats so cute !! thank you for the request love :) im so sorry its short also... :(

cherished moments

"what if she hates me!?" y/n fidgets with the laces of the shoes nervously as toms car became closer to the house, tom scoffs sarcasticlly and stops the car, unlocking the car door and quickly running to open y/ns.

the air filled with toms excitement and y/ns nerves as they approached his mothers home. stepping on the mattress,

y/n softly knocks on the door making it swing open, revealing his mom simone, her eyes instantly lighting up with joy.

"ah!, you must be the wonderful y/n Tom can't stop talking about!" she exclaimed, pulling you into a warm hug as toms cheeks slowly turn pink. meeting his stepfather, who wore a welcoming smile, added to the heartwarming atmosphere.

they let you and tom inside as you admired the house, the cozy, welcoming and warm home tom used to live in before you two moved in together. toms mother, a beacon of maternal warmth, couldnt contain her happiness.

"tom always said he'd find someone special, and here you are, dear. i can see why he's so charmed with you!" she squeals, taking you to the kitchen and sitting you on the couch next to her. "tom, go get your brother." she tells tom, he nods quickly walking upstairs. she fluttered her eyes as she stood up quickly, again, taking you by the hand,

"come, dear, let me show you something special." she pointed to a wall adorned with framed pictures capturing toms childhood and teenage years. each photograph told a story of a boy who grew into the remarkable man you now knew and loved.

as you two kept looking at the pictures of tom and his twin brother bill, with her explaining every picture and y/n listening, tom quickly comes back downstairs with his brother bill by his side, "hey! your the girl tom cant stop talking about!" bill slightly bounces and runs up to you, giving your a gentle hug,

y/n hugs him back gently, keeping a distance between their faces and giggles, tom rolling his eyes dramatically as everyone exposed him today, bill releases the hug and nods at you excitingly as their mother waits for her to show more pictures, y/n runs up to her, looking at the pictures in 2005,

"oh my god that would be amazing! tom! why not?" y/n smiles widely at his mom grabbing pictures from the counter, as if she was ready for this.

"mooom!" tom groans at his moms explaining and boredom, "what? look how cute you were!" his mom points at the pictures as y/n laughs softly, "Oh right! y/n! I have some spare pictures of younger tom if you would like to keep them?" his mom states, "mom! stop it!" tom whines,

as it became dark outside, toms mom puts the dishes away and clears her throat smiling kindly, "y/n meeting you was a pleasure and im glad tom found someone like you. your a sweet and pretty girl."

"of course, hes gonna be stuck with me forever mrs. kaulitz, don't worry." y/n smiles innocently making everyone laugh, "seriously y/n, we're glad tom found someone kind and caring, thank you for everything." his step-dad rants

"it was pleasure meeting you all, your son is a hübscher junge (handsome boy), all i need, thank you again." y/n smiles, hugging his mom and shaking hands with his dad again, "bye mom! bye gordon!" tom waves as they walk out the house,

"see, did they hate you?"

#tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #tomkaulitz #2000s #tokio hotel #fluff #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x reader #first post

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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Slutty thot incomingg

so diving back into the Howard verse, can u imagine how dominant Ari is with starlet when she’s in heat😭 pls she’s just so desperate to get railed by him and he mocks her so much.

“Aw baby did u cum again already? God what would you do if I wasn’t here to fill you up with my knot huh? And to think u tried shoving me away when I showed up earlier. Now be a good girl and take everything I give you”

I’m 🫠🫠🫠 pls I can’t wait to return to this story omg

-💋

AHH YES YES YES !! I THINK YOU ARE THE MOST EXCITED FOR THAT FIC BESTIE AND I LOVE IT !!

The door swings open and Ari is blasted with a heady smell. "I said I'd pick you up." He clenches his jaw, his blue eyes drifting over your sweaty face and the unsteady rise and fall of your chest.

You clutch your jacket tightly, almost tripping as he tugs you roughly into the frat house. "I-I made it just fine."

He scoffs, peeking out the window for any fucking creeps who followed you here.

Omegas in heat are assaulted so often that it seems normal, and Ari would brush it off if it were anyone else (especially given his family legacy), but not you. Sure, you could hold your own, you've proven that dozens of times, but not when you're in heat. You're too fucking stubborn to give him control at a time like this.

"I swear, you're so fucking stupid sometimes." Ari growls, shoving you up the stairs, "why can't you be a good omega at least once?"

You cover your whimper with a cough and ignore the uncomfortable wetness soaking your underwear. Good omega, didn't you want to be a good omega for him? No. No, not him or any alpha. Just this once you'll accept his help, no matter how sick it made you feel to be intimate with him, to let him see you in your most vulnerable state.

"Just for that, I should just send you back home. See if some other alpha wants you instead since you clearly don't care whose cock you get." He forces you into his bedroom and then slams the door shut, locking it with a flick of his fingers. "If you did, you wouldn't have walked here with your slick dripping down your legs for everyone to smell. Is that it, starlet? You wanna be a wet hole for any bastard who asks?"

You should leave right now, prove him wrong and go through this heat by yourself, but in his room and surrounded by his smell and warmth, you can't physically leave. Your body won't allow you to move unless it's to please your alpha—not your alpha, but definitely the worst on campus.

"I want you to beg for me. Use that pretty mouth for something good."

You clench your fists as another wave hits, your juices smearing through your jeans. "please, help—"

"On your knees." He grins cockily, crossing his arms. "Go on, I'm waiting."

You drop to the floor, face level with his crotch and that hard bulge through his pants. His scent fills your lungs and head, making you dizzy and slip further into that blissful, but needy headspace.

"Please, alpha, help me t-through my heat." You beg through gritted teeth, "please help me. I—I need you."

"That's cute. For an actress, I expected more but I have a better idea." He smirks, slowly tearing off his shirt to toss it onto your lap.

You can't resist bringing the fabric to your nose, inhaling his musk like you're addicted to it—in a way, you are.

His hand lands on the back of your head, pulling you forward until his clothed cock brushes your lips, "Ask for my knot, ask for my cum inside your tight omega cunt. Ask me to fuck you through your heat. Beg me to make you my breeding bitch."

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boiohboii · 1 year

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The Tattoo Sleeve (Neymar Jr. Soulmate au)

Chapter 1

Prologue

I am currently sleep deprived, so I am really sorry for any mistakes.

I hope you enjoy, and please let me know what you think!

Warning: curse words

Taglist: @itzz-me-duh

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"I need something to cheer me up that doesn't come from a vending machine," y/n took a seat beside the young children "you got any ideas?"

Three pairs of confused brown eyes looked to their left, seeing a white coat before tilting their heads up to see an unfamiliar face. Anyone passing could feel the peculiar atmosphere; the young lady having a relaxing aura while the three boys looked uncertain of the question itself, much less how to answer.

"Don't worry," reassured y/n "I am a doctor here, my name is y/n."

With a look to each other, the three decided to trust the long piece of clothing along with the card hanging on her neck, and introduced themselves.

"Thiago"

"Davi"

"Mateo"

"You boys have such nice names." Cooed y/n.

"Thank you."

"We are not babies!"

"Don't talk to an adult like that! Papa and Mama told us to be nice."

The two brunet boys reminded her of tom & Jerry in that moment, they were currently arguing about whether to be polite or to not trust strangers. Both rules taught to them by their parents, and both were correct - well, some would argue about always being polite rule, but that's not the current issue.

"A hug." A timid reply came as the blonde boy admired his swinging feet.

"Well, who's the lucky person that you hug?"

"Papa and mama," Lucca smiled. "My grandma too! She gives the best hugs!"

Y/n smiled at the small boy's enthusiasm as he talked about everyone that has hugged him with a wide grin on his face.

"What about me?!" Exclaimed Thiago. "I hug you too!"

"Yeah, but you're shorter than me!"

"Hey! My brother isn't short! He is big and strong!"

A laugh escaped y/n as she watched the three boys argue over the fact that a person is short doesn't mean they aren't strong. Oh they are so cute! I want to squish their cheeks so bad!

Going through her pockets, y/n searched for a few candies to give to the boys as a thank you for cheering her up, she always loved talking to kids they had the most genuine and entertaining conversations, especially with each other. However, as she was digging around she felt a smooth, slightly wet smudge on her fingertips, no no, please god I don't want to stay in a small cubicle for 10 minutes to reapply anything!

Looking at her wrist, the concealer's tone was bright and clear against the white sleeve margins, y/n groaned and rolled her head backwards.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Came a small voice, making y/n realise that the three boys have stopped their back and forth and watched her intently, not sure if they should move away in case she wanted to rest; Davi remembered his mother telling him of how hard doctors work and study to be able to help him, or if she was hurt and they should call someone.

"Ahh yes," y/n smiled reassuringly. "Just my coat got a bit dirty and I have to go change."

She wasn't about to tell them that her connection to her soulmate was writing on skin, and that her soulmate was obsessed so she had to wake up nearly before all and any gathering or meeting or work appointment by 3 hours to cover up tattoos that her soulmate placed on his skin with no consideration of the consequences that will occur to her nor her request at 23 years old asking him to please, stop.

Yes, she was and still is bitter about it, she can hold a grudge. (She, in fact, can not hold a grudge for more than 2 hours.)

"Is that a tattoo?" Mateo frowned with knitted eyebrows as he tried to get a better look at the drawings under her sleeves.

Wide eyes and a stumped smile on her face, y/n nodded, wondering how such a young boy knows what tattoos are. Well, there is internet everywhere. However, unlike her thoughts, the little boy had recently been obsessed with his father's right arm, looking at the black ink with the occasional question.

"Papa has that!" Raved Thiago as he looked at his brother and friend with shinning eyes and a wide smile. He had rarely seen any women with tattoos, only a few and he has no idea why, but it was something new to him and it made him want to sit with the doctor for much longer.

"Yes! Uncle Leo and papa have tattoos!" Gushed the blonde boy with his friends before asking y/n if there was more.

Not seeing any harm in showing three little boys the small uncovered part of her uncontrolled tattoo sleeve, she lifted a bit of her coat, just a layer really. And as soon as she had done so, the only blonde gasped as his eyes widened, freezing in place.

He looked familiar, very oddly familiar, and she knew that, she knew that she saw him before, she saw him nearly everyday in black ink on her forearm. She was desperate for the thought in her head to be wrong, to just be her mind playing tricks on her or for her to just currently be going through a romantic drought that she is making things up.

But, she was so, very wrong.

"That looks like papa's!" Davi exclaimed as soon as y/n showed her arm.

Well, holy shit. I am not insane. I'm right!

Oh. I 'm right.

Chapter 2

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evermourning · 6 months

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𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 - seo changbin

pairing: seo changbin x reader, lovertober entry iv

genre: fluff, comfort, slice of life, established relationship

wc: 4.7k

warnings: TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF., gender neutral pronouns used, hubby binnie, pet names (binnie, baby, honey, love), some sweet crack moments, dirty jokes (1), lots of kisses, language, non-sexual nudity, domestic binnie <3

a/n: this is my formal apology for second best. also, please don't diss my songwriting skills...i'm a writer, not a songwriter 😭😭 ^^

for many years, you had loved seo changbin.

it felt like from the moment you met him, he was destined to be the man slipping a beautiful ring onto your finger. he was so perfect to you, and you were excited to spend the rest of your life with him.

you had been married four seasons, and each one was better than the last. god, you loved him. you loved him because with his arrival in your once dreary and bleak life, he brought a gust of fresh air, filled to the brim with complete adoration for you.

in the winter, snowflakes danced in their descent towards the earth, painting your windowpane with a layer of frost. however, inside was quite the opposite. changbin had made the fire, crackling and bright as it emanated warmth and adding a cozy ambience to the living room.

just nearby, a grandiose evergreen tree adorned with glittering ornaments stood alone, early christmas presents littering its skirt. you sat on the couch alongside your husband (god, it felt like the butterflies in your stomach were taking flight just thinking that he was yours now), the two of you wrapped in a blanket, boasting warm, steaming mugs of hot chocolate. changbin had just taken a large sip of it, resulting in a sweet mustache above his lip.

"baby, i didn't know you've been growing a mustache." you giggled. when he heard you, he gingerly placed a finger to his lip.

"oh." he wiped it off, his cheeks pink. you frowned at his flustered reaction.

"don't be embarrassed, binnie. you looked so cute, i was melting."

"so is your whipped cream. if you keep yapping, it'll sink into the chocolate and then it won't be worth it. at least let me have some." when you obliged, handing him your mug, he took the spoon from his, scooping up a big, kinda soggy marshmallow. "say ahh!"

you laughed, opening your mouth so he could slip the spoon in between your lips. you licked them afterwards, and changbin leaned more into you.

"this sucks. i'm so hungry, still." he whined, and you laughed, snuggling into him more.

"we should make christmas cookies, then." you suggested, and his beautiful brown eyes lit up. but then they dimmed as he thought for a second.

"but it's 8pm."

"and?" you asked, trying to get up so you could make your way to the kitchen but he pulled you back down, an arm wrapped around your waist. "c'mon, let's have a little fun. get in the christmas spirit!

changbin had so many excuses piled up. he was tired, he had practice the next day, it was getting late and the sugar would keep him up. but the moment he saw the excitement on your beautiful face all of his worries melted away. he stood up with you, the blanket still hanging on his shoulders.

"let's go. we have cookies to bake, don't we?"

you sat on the kitchen counter, swinging your legs as changbin was grabbing all the ingredients.

"get down from there, please. we can't cook this if your butt is all over the counter." like a gentleman, he extended a hand to help you down, and you jokingly swatted it away.

"you love my butt."

"i do."

"this got kinda weird." you got down, opening various cupboards to grab bowls and utensils. you then turned on some christmas music, adding to the atmosphere. "you ready?"

the next thirty minutes or so, you spent carefully mixing ingredients together to create you and changbin's masterpiece. as you mixed the wet and dry mixtures together with your spoon, changbin's steady hands kept the bowl in place.

"easy now. you want it to be put-together, but not clumpy. you can't under-mix it or over-mix it, because both of those won't end well, okay?" his tone was gentle, and he didn't seem like he was chiding you or being bossy, he was explaining it to you and letting you take the lead, knowing if you felt lost he was right there beside you. you watched him expertly roll out the dough as you piled up the holiday cookie cutters. after that, they were slipped into the oven, ready to cook to warm, golden-brown perfection so that you could ice them.

a few minutes after changbin set the timer, your shuffled christmas playlist reached the long-awaited moment. the sound of melodious bell chimes signaled the fated song, and changbin gave you a devious smile.

"i hope you're ready, because i'm so ready." you laughed out loud at his words as he flipped his wooden spoon around to use as a makeshift microphone. as mariah carey began to sing, he did too.

"i don't want a lot for christmas, there is just one thing i need...." he spun around, reaching out the "microphone" to you so you could continue.

"i don't care about the presents underneath the christmas tree..." you sang, matching his enthusiasm. changbin gave you a wide grin before grabbing your hand and twirling around a few times.

after your karaoke session came to an end, you were panting, your throat nearly hurt from the loud singing. you leaned against the doorframe as changbin ran a hand through his curly black hair.

"guess what?" he said, smiling as he pointed up. hung from the top of the doorframe was a few leaves of mistletoe, placed not-so-discreetly. the timing was impeccable, as nat king cole's beautiful rendition of "the christmas song" began to play. one hand went to your soft cheek and the other went to your hip.

the way your lips met his in a soft and sweet kiss felt almost natural. as if they were always destined to connect to yours, again and again. you wished to have this feeling, of the emotions pulsing through both of you creating something magical, seared into your temporal lobe. this was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with! you felt giddy at the very idea of it. all your wishes had come true. you were with the love of your life, in this hub of joy and warmth, protected from the cold. safe and sound.

two months passed and it was valentine's day. love was in the air, and it was no different between you and your husband. every single part of the week leading up to it involved little gifts and sweet acts of service from your lover.

february 13th was not a good day for you. it had been relatively unlucky, and nothing seemed to go your way. you trudged home, shutting the door and flopping onto your shared bed. changbin was still at practice, so you had time to let out all your emotions.

after twenty minutes or so, you heard the front door open, a soft and loving voice carrying throughout the house.

"honey, are you home?" changbin asked, and you heard the soft thump of him setting his things down. you didn't want to worry him, so you responded.

"yeah, i'm in here." you replied rather weakly, and changbin noticed the discomfort in your voice almost immediately. he opened the door gently, not wanting to startle you. when he saw you laying down, misery tainting your features, he sat down beside you, pulling you into a soft hug.

the feeling of his arms around you was your breaking point. your walls collapsed just as easy as they had been built. you sobbed into changbin's shoulder the words just tumbling out of your mouth. you told him everything that went wrong and everything you felt - from the irritation and disappointment to the shame and fear, and he listened, a soft look of concern on his face.

"shh, don't cry." he murmured, wiping your tears away. "i'm sorry that you had a bad day. we all have them, there's nothing to be ashamed of. but don't worry, because you have me! your very own binnie who will fight off all the shitty days for you." you laughed softly at his words, and he gave you a dazzling smile when he heard your melodious laugh. "thank you, for telling me. we're married now, and your business is mine. if you're happy, i'm happy. if you're sad, i'm sad. if you're in the mood to kill someone, i'll probably try in convince you not to do it. but long story short, you deserve the world. the earth is blessed that you walk upon it. the waters are blessed to have touched your lips. the sky brags whenever you gaze up at it. you deserve the word, love, and i will gladly gift it to you."

when you leaned into his touch, whispering soft murmurs of "i love you" again and again, he chuckled softly, pressing an affectionate kiss to your forehead.

"you had such a rough day, baby. let's go take a bath, shall we? i'll go get it set up." he pulled away gently, waiting a second or two to make sure you didn't want him to stay. he went to the bathroom and got to work.

when he finished, he took your hand and led you in. the lights had been dimmed, most of the light emanating from red scented candles. an array of products were lined up neatly, and the water obviously had a bath bomb in it.

"here, allow me." changbin said, helping you undress. he neatly folded up your clothes and placed them on the kitchen counter. then, he gingerly unbuttoned his clothes and put them aside, too.

you sat with him in the warmth of the bath, his skin flush against yours. he rubbed your back, peppering your shoulder with soft and sweet kisses. nothing about this was sensual of any means. after the day you had endured, you were honestly relieved that energy had not been brought to this situation. this was simply your husband showing his overflowing devotion to you.

your eyelids fluttered shut as he washed your hair for you, carefully and expertly. he knew exactly what to do to give you the best results, as you'd taught him well. soft, soothing music drowned out the thoughts in your head, as did the comfortable silence with changbin.

after you had both dried off and gotten into your nightclothes, you climbed into bed, finding yourself immediately in changbin's warm arms, the place in this world where you felt truly at ease. he kissed you before dozing off. his final words, whispered softly into your waiting ear, were "tomorrow is another day."

and it was.

the next day, you found your home adorned with rose petals and your favorite foods and treats. seo changbin really was the match that kept your eternal flame going.

in the spring, the weather was lovely. flowers shot from the once frozen grown, basking in the sun's glory. cherry blossom petals floated down in a graceful dance from the trees. however, you were inside, curled up on a black leather couch, zoned out. from where you could see, changbin and the other members of 3racha were hard at work writing and composing a new song. eventually, you couldn't keep your eyelids from drooping shut, and you slumped over on the couch, sound asleep.

meanwhile, changbin was having a not-so-successful brainstorming session.

"i want to surprise yn, you know...they've been nothing short of lovely to me. and we can release it on the new album if it matches the concept, but if it doesn't, it'll be our song. private and for their ears only." he rambled. "but there's so much i want to express, and i can't pack it all in, or it'll end up being longer than twenty-four hours. ugh!"

jisung gave him a reassuring pat on the back.

"well...what are the things you want to tell them the most? there's got to be some division." changbin thought long and hard at jisung's words. he had such lovely memories with you, which were making it so fucking hard to choose just one.

"well...i love the idea of them growing old with me. it's something i've been dreaming about since we started dating." he finally said, a tad sheepish. "is that too cheesy?"

"not at all!" chan responded quickly. "that is one of the most beautiful things about love, i think. the daydreaming, the wishes...you're truly a romantic, changbin. and i love that being married has brought out this side of you."

"i think the poets might disagree. i can't even begin to elaborate on the vast complexity of my emotions, and they can do it in a flash." changbin mumbled. "i have all these feelings, and i hope i'm doing my best to make every day for them perfect. marriage is a commitment, and god, i'm fucking committed. i want to feel their hands in mine as we sit together under the sun in matching rocking chairs, our fingers wrinkled and knobby. because to me, they will be just as beautiful as they were when we were young."

chan and jisung stared at changbin, turned their heads to stare at each other, and burst out laughing.

"dude, do you hear yourself?" jisung asked in between giggles. "you're literally contradicting yourself as we speak. you just professed your love in the most beautiful way. i wish i could even begin to express that much powerful emotion, god."

"jisung, didn't you write volcano...and miserable...and alien?" chan implored, raising an eyebrow. jisung's cheeks turned an embarrassed rosy red, and he turned away, flustered.

"i guess...but that's not the point! what's really the point is that changbin needs to get his act together and write this song! no matter what you do, they're going to love it."

changbin let his emotions overtake him, and he wrote. he wrote so quickly and beautifully, every lyric laced with devotion and care. jisung and chan added their two cents now and then, but they let him take the lead. you were his muse, an alluring, angelic voice whispering sweet nothings in his ears, gifting him the motivation and inspiration he needed. when he finished his masterpiece, he stared at the lyrics. what if you didn't like them?

a voice sounded from behind him, drowsy and soft.

"honey, are you almost done?" you asked, and jisung and chan gave changbin a teasing smile before leaving the room, making some excuse that they were taking a conjoined bathroom break. changbin smiled at your ethereal face, still sleepy.

"i finished, yeah. want to hear the song?" he asked, as you got up from your resting place, sitting down beside him in jisung's now-empty chair. you nodded excitedly, and he took a deep breath, pressing play on the instrumental.

an upbeat melody sporting electric piano and drums began to play, working perfectly together. it sounded so sweet and so fun, like the inner melody that changbin kept hidden behind this rough exterior as a performer. and then he began to sing.

you'd heard him sing time and time again. but nothing compared to this moment. the raw emotion in his voice was singlehandedly the most beautiful thing you'd heard in a while. you felt tears prick your widened eyes when you realized the lyrics were about you.

"you've made this house a home."

"i was never a dreamer, until i met you."

the final lyric, "let's not make this too complicated, love me right now." signaled the end of the song. you stared at him, and abruptly burst into tears.

"please never stop writing songs about love, baby. your view of it is so refreshing and beautiful."

changbin's song, titled hands in mine, topped the charts.

this did not last. because now, changbin was sick. he'd been traveling and caught something he didn't even realize he had. this hit him hard, and he was now moping in bed, sniffles escaping his runny nose.

you were now determined to nurse him back to help, to the best of your abilities. you took a few days off of work so you could be by his side. carefully balancing a bowl of soup, you knocked on the door.

"can i come in?" he was silent, and you took that as a yes. you slid th door open, weaving through the room to sit beside him. he was sound asleep, the soft rise and fall of his chest imminent. you laughed quietly. the sound woke him up, as he blinked, eyes bleary with sleep, looking at you with a small pout.

"you...woke me up." he whined, and you pushed a few locks of curly black hair away from his forehead, placing the back of your hand there instead. he still had a pretty bad fever.

"you poor thing." you cooed, combing his hair with your hands. "you're burning up." when you gently pressed a damp towel to his forehead, he sighed at the contact.

"i can help myself, you know. you don't need to miss work for me." he said quietly, cheeks a deep red. when he attempted to grab the towel from your hands, you quickly moved it out of reach, resulting in changbin letting out a pitiful sound. "please. i can take care of myself and i'll be back in shape in no time. i've missed too many workouts!"

you shook your head.

"seo changbin, look at me. you have broken your back time and time again caring for me when nobody else had the energy to. i am not going to let you sit here and waste away in your sickness just because you have much too big of an ego to let me show you love you deserve. okay?" he was silent for a while, which implied his white flag of surrender. as he lifted the spoon to his mouth to consume your soup, you noticed his hand was shaking. you gave him a hug after he set it down, pressing your lips to his burning cheek.

"hey! i'm gonna get you sick." he tried to pull you off him, but you held on, until he relaxed, slumping back onto the bed. his head rested on your chest, and he sighed. "you're too good to me. i love you to the moon and back. as long as i am breathing and my heart is pumping blood, you will be the only person in my eyes. i intend you to be my last." and then he promptly fell asleep. leaving you dumbfounded.

so you held him tighter, until you drifted off into a dream-filled sleep. dreams of the eternity you were ready to spend with changbin.

summer arrived with a splash, literally. the sun was high, its rays beating down on you as you sat in a lounge chair in your swimsuit, tanning and reading a book your friend recommended to you. in the pool nearby, changbin rested his forearms against the tile, treading water as he looked up at you with a grin.

vacationing with him was always so fun.

"you look so good right now. the sun is kissing your skin when i wish i could." he giggled softly, and you smiled at his words. you were content sipping a cold drink as he swam, the blue water complimenting his tanned skin. and god, his arms looked really nice.

you had been with him for so long that busy schedules felt natural. you were used to long distance, long late night calls where you were practically begging him to get sleep, but he refused and regretted it horribly in the morning, airport arrivals and departures, all of that. it was nearly surreal that your husband was here and tangible.

"baby, come here real quick. i have to tell you something." changbin said suddenly, his mood changing. worry clouded your brain as you rushed over, crouching down beside him.

"is everything okay?" you asked him softly, and he flashed you that sneaky smile you knew all too well.

"better than okay."

and then he grabbed your hand, pulling you into the pool. you were met with the cool water soaking you from head to toe, before strong hands grabbed your waist, allowing you to pull your head up. changbin was laughing his ass off, and you splashed him rather harshly as a response.

"oh, i got you there! you looked so worried, babe, you were all like - 'oh no i hope my hubby is okay!' not even suspecting i'd toss you in. this is the fifth time you've fallen for this in all our time together, i'm disappointed." you sighed, theatrically massaging your temples to seem annoyed.

"y'know, this is why you're so short, binnie. if i can't trust you to not betray me like that, then how can the height gods?"

"hey!" he pouted, picking you up like you were light as a feather. the water probably helped. "you love me and all my inches."

you raised an eyebrow at his comment.

"and which inches are we implying here?" changbin's cheeks turned beet red as he doused you in a downpour of water.

"i didn't mean it like that, you perv!" he whined. you giggled, swimming over to him to rest a hand on his muscular forearm.

"i know, i know. want to dry off and walk along the beach?" you asked invitingly. he acted as if he even had to think about it, before clasping your hand in his and leading you out of the water. he grabbed two fluffy towels, handing one to you so you could dry off. after the sun aided you in this endeavor, you made your way to the beach.

the sun was beginning to set, painting the sky the colors of a beautiful fire as you walked, one foot after the other, hand-in-hand with changbin. the grains of sand felt soft against your bare feet, and the wind was blowing perfectly. pairing this with a cooler temperature now that nightfall was nearly upon you resulted in a perfect day.

you swung your entangled hands as you walked, pointing out various seashells and marine life. you just felt so overpowered with joy.

"can you believe it? we've been married for over half a year." you commented, eliciting a gasp from changbin. instead of responding with some loving comment that would make you all flustered and even more in love with him, he burst into song.

specifically, omg by newjeans. never a second of rest with this man.

on the eleventh day of august, changbin was awoken with a bone-crushing hug from you. you were excited and smiling, gushing until he groaned, sitting up to face you. your hands went to his cheeks, and you smiled wider than ever.

"happy birthday!" his face lit up at your words. he hugged you laughing, wrapping his arms around you. every birthday was another year lost to time, but he was happy that these years would now be spent time and time again by your side.

he watched you carefully make him a delicious breakfast with his favorite food. there were all different ingredients cooking and being mixed at once, and changbin basked in the sweetness that was your determination to make the perfect day for him. when you finished, you sat down with him, and he began eating, exclaiming in delight at the taste and complimenting you non-stop.

"what do you want to do today? it is your special day, after all. we can do whatever you want. this needs to be a day you'll love." you said, smiling as you took a bite of breakfast. changbin was silent for a bit, probably planning out a sudden itinerary for the day. you knew he was up to something the minute he gave you that damn look.

you were wearing gym clothes. this was his master plan, wasn't it? he was going to make you work out with him. you knew about your husband's love for exercise, but if you weren't feeling up to it, he wouldn't try and force it onto you. but today, on his special day, you essentially had no choice. however, it was lucky for you - you had a trained professional as your workout partner as opposed to someone who knew absolutely nothing.

it wasn't easy, but changbin was by your side every moment of the intense workout. some machines were easier for you to comprehend and then use than others, but at the end of the day, you much preferred watching changbin work out over anything.

the sheer focus when he exercised was something you'd really only seen when he was performing. you wished you had something even close to the level of perseverance that he boasted. finally, your sweaty husband completed his workout. in the car ride home, his hand never left yours, rubbing circles into your soft palm.

the rest of the day was simply lovely. you just spent it with changbin, not doing anything in particular but enjoying each other's presence. whenever he was around you, he seemed to have this radiance that came and went. it was a ray of calming sunshine that made you feel immensely better. whatever came at you, you'd face it together.

that night, when you sang happy birthday to changbin, as he was surrounded by his closest family and friends, he gave you a beautiful smile before blowing out his candles. he felt like was on top of the world, seeing your beauty as you held a cake you baked personally for him. he prayed this would be how all his birthdays were.

when the vibrant green hues of the trees faded to warm reds and oranges, mixed in with the occasional yellows and browns, you knew almost instantly that fall had arrived in all its glory. with fall came the autumn holidays, times of joy as the weather progressively became colder and colder, until the cycle of the seasons would repeat again.

the first of these important holidays was halloween. the weather was chilly in the mornings and night, something you honestly couldn't stand. you were curled up on the couch with changbin, a bowl of candy between you two as you watched some new horror movie. if you were being completely honest, it was scaring you, but you didn't want to admit that to changbin, who was frankly quite invested in the movie's plot.

"look at this dumbass, babe. he had two choices on places to hide. he could've hidden anywhere where the killer wasn't...the guy is literally taking out students at the university, if he just, i don't know, ran away, he'd be safe? but no...he had to hide in his girlfriend's dorm room. so stupid." changbin huffed, and you facepalmed. "mark my words, he's going to die before the end."

his incessant rambling was helping take your mind off the jumpscares, but you'd still visibly flinch if you weren't expecting one. you'd react by hiding your face in the crook of his neck. this was something that made changbin laugh loudly. however, he wasn't condescending about it or anything, which made you very comfortable. one of the many, many, many things about changbin that you loved was the harmony and tranquility he brought to your life.

you had loved seo changbin through the freezing cold and the burning heat, through the wilting and blooming of the flowers, through days and nights alike. and you had absolutely no intention to ever stop.

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changingplumbob · 6 days

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Romero Household: Chapter 1, Part 9

Honeymoon continues as we check out the waterfall and beaches.

CW: Light dash of sim spice

Marta’s first language is Spanish so she is teaching Keira (and me) some common Spanish words/phrases Bueno: Good, fine, okay Gracias: Thank you Qué?: What? Si: Yes

Marta kisses Keira on the cheek, they’re both still chilled from the water battle.

Marta: Gracias for that, it felt good to play around

Keira: As old as we get, we should always make time for fun. And romance

Marta: Si, we sho-

Keira cuts her off mid sentence sweeping her around for another romantic kiss. Marta may be the romantic but Keira is completely in love with her wife and not afraid to show it.

The couple figure while they’re here they may as well have showers and immerse themselves in the water.

Keira: You know if you really want to be part of Sulani…

Marta: Si?

Keira: Then you woohoo in the waterfall

Marta: *giggles* That can’t be right

Keira: Oh no, we don’t accept anyone to the islands unless they’ve achieved that

Marta: So you’ve done it before

Keira: Well no, but maybe that’s why they kicked me off the islands

Marta giggles and leans forward to kiss Keira with unexpected passion.

Marta: You okay?

Keira: You know what they say, when in Sulani

Marta: Que?

Keira: Like when in Rome but- ahh

Marta pulls Keira back to the sheltered area behind the falls and the two share more adventurous woohoo.

When they emerge Keira is giddy but she notices Marta seems more pensieve.

Keira: Hey, you alright?

Marta: That was a bit different and I just worry… I was too loud, si?

Keira: Oh hey sweetheart, no. No. I love your voice, do you hear me? I love it. Plus if there’s a time to break molds and be loud it would definitely be when beside a raging waterfall

Marta: Gracias. Te amo. What should we do now

Keira: I’m feeling a bit hungry-

Marta: Let’s go back to the house, I’ll make fruit salad for lunch! I saw some pineapple somewhere around here

Of course we had to do a tiny bit of collectable grabbing. Marta caught some Monarch butterflies that she’s going to magically get through customs. She also found a fossil that she’s planning on giving to Keira as a gift. Keira meanwhile was harvesting some pineapple and kava.

Keira: You sure you don’t want help cooking

Marta: Si. I want to cook for you. Not that I’ll be cooking fruit salad

Keira enjoys having a moment to sit down and write. She hasn’t had time since starting work and she’s got a lot to get out of her head. In the kitchen Marta sings to herself while prepping the fruit. I wish she wouldn’t play fruit ninja quite so much (wait, are some of you too young to get that reference *stares into the distance horrified at the possibility*)

Marta gives the fruit salad some finishing touches and calls Keira to come eat.

Keira: You really like cooking huh

Marta: Si, food is important. It brings people together

Keira: Is that why you like being a barista so much

Marta: Si and no. I do heat some pastry but it is mainly coffee. The people ordering may be grumpy at times but I like knowing something I’ve done has made their day better

Keira: *chuckles* Just when I thought I couldn’t love you any more

The couple head to Ohan’ali Town for the afternoon. The Island Celebration event has been running since the early morning so there is already a smattering of sandcastles about. The girls head for the swing set where they swing gleefully.

Marta: Swings are fun. I feel like I’m flying

Keira: I reckon you’re never too old for swings

Marta: Si! I like this idea. I bet I can go higher than you

Keira: Wait, you’re lighter because you’re short, it’s not a fair contest

Marta: *giggles* Hard to hear you up here

When they start feeling sick they decide it’s best to head for solid ground and build a sandcastle.

Marta: Carino, have you thought more about your parents offer

Keira: You mean them paying so we can have an infant? I guess the Staples infants are pretty cute

Marta: Si, they are

Keira: And I’ve got to remember you’re older than me

Marta sticks her tongue out at this.

Keira: But an infant or two would be something I can handle I think. It’s just… how do we do it

Marta: Que?

Keira: It may have escaped your notice but we’re both women

Marta: Si, and?

Keira: Two cis women can’t have a baby by themselves. We’d need a sperm donor

Marta: What about a science baby

Keira: I don’t know. I’m a scientist sweetheart, I don’t easily trust technology I can’t understand and they haven’t published any papers on the results yet. What if they give us an infant with two heads

Marta: Carino, we’re not living in your cloning show

Keira: I know and I’m not talking about an Orphan Black situation but- can we trust them?

Marta: Would you rather look for a donor

Keira: I don’t know. What if we get a donor and in 18 years the kid decides we’re not their real family and leave to find the donor

Marta: However we get our kids, science or donors or adoption, there will be the risk that they’ll leave us. We just need to raise them the best we can

Keira: I suppose. I just wish I understood more

Marta: We can do more research first, we don’t have to rush into anything carino. There Mr gnome, do you like your shark suit

Keira: I thought he was being eaten by the shark

Marta: I... vote shark suit

Keira: *smiles* gnome in a shark suit it is. Shall we go see what’s left of the festival?

They leave the beach and take the steps up to the community space. There’s not much left by this time. Keira is annoyed that there aren’t many shells left but Marta enjoys the smells of the food. Quick romantic selfie time!

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the-fiction-witch · 1 month

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The Child P1

Media TMR

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smut

I sighed as I turned over in my hammock hearing my back click and crack as I did, I hissed as I lay on my back feeling the rough hammock fabric against my skin, the small folded blanket as a pillow under my neck, as when I moved my bad leg began to cramp. I grit my teeth and stare at the sky for a moment, the sky a dark blue but a delicate glow of light as the sun had not yet risen over the walls, a good few hours until the doors open, and not even the runners or the cooks awake yet. Once the pain of the cramp subsided I glanced across the homestead the various hammocks hung around filled with the exhausted bodies of fellow gladers.

I smiled widely as I saw her, Y/n lay in her own hammock a small distance from my own. She laid in her hammock on her side, her head on her folded blanket, her firey Y/H/C hair in a braid down her back, some flyaways around her face from her sleep, her pale skin glowing in the gentle morning light, her eyes closed softly, her lips parted slightly, her chest rose and fell with each of her breaths, her little blue vest hugging her body, her denim shorts snug around her body, Her little socks on her feet. Her bare thighs, bare legs, and bare arms made me feel warm and tense. I watched her sleep for longer than I like to admit, I began gnawing on my bottom lip a little as I considered what to do. I glanced around the homestead making sure everyone was still deep in their sleep, I knew I was the first awake so I smirked to myself. I grabbed my blanket from behind my neck and I laid it out across my body and I shifted a little.

I tried not to make any noise as I let my eyes linger on her cleavage in her blue vest top, her bare thighs, her sweet waist and hips. I couldn't help gnawing on my lip as I looked at her.

I let my hands slip down under my blanket and unlaced my trousers slowly and quietly, once they where undone I slipped my hand in and did my best to be as quiet as possible still unable to take my eyes away from Y/n, I took a gentle grip of my shaft feeling it already stiff and tense. I began to softly stroke up and down the shaft feeling the sweet waves of pleasure building gradually. I knew I wasn't going to last long so I bit my lip hard unable to tear my eyes away from her, my hand getting faster and faster, my grip getting tighter, my breath getting jagged and sharp until I finally reached the peak I had been begging for my hips bucking up against my blanket as my jizz spilt across my stomach, I clamped my hand over my mouth to try and keep quiet even if I let out a little moan my head rolling back on my hammock as I looked at the sky.

I calmed down watching the clouds for a while enjoying every single second of the pleasurable waves flooding over my body. Before slowly cleaning up with the blanket, relacing my trousers and shoving the blanket down by my feet.

"Ummm..." I heard Y/n begin to stir in her hammock, she sat up and stretched doing a little adorable yawn,

Nawww she's so cute,

She opened her sweet Y/e/C eyes and gave them a little rub, "Umm Good morning Newt," she whispered not wanting to wake anyone else up,

"Morning Y/n," I smiled back, "What are you doing up so early?"

"Working,"

"ohh? Where are you working today?"

"Kitchens with fry," she says as she climbs out of her hammock and slips on her shoes and hoodie,

"Ahh alright,"

"what are you doing up to early?"

"Can't sleep, that's all."

"Aww you poor thing, is it your ankle again?"

"No, no more my back honestly,"

"Ohh, did you want me to swing by the medjacks to get you some painkillers?"

"You're sweet, but I'll be alright Y/n,"

"Alright Newt," she smiled, "See you later,"

"See you later, have a nice day in the kitchens,"

"You have a nice day in the gardens too," she smiled before she headed off giving me a wave as she went, I smiled and waved her goodbye too even if as she turned away I couldn't help but blow her a little kiss.

"Umm, I love you..." I sighed wistfully,

I sighed and got on with my work using my hoe to force the weeds from the ground without disturbing the plants too much, my hoodie around my waist as the day was far too hot. I gently thought to myself for a while mostly thinking about Y/n as I usually was, she's so cute, so sweet, so adorable, what I wouldn't give to be able to have her in my arms even just for one night!

I jumped as I heard a scream coming from the deadheads, I knew immediately it was Y/n, her female voice easy to pick up on.

I dropped everything and ran as fast as my feet would carry me towards the dead heads, I wasn't the only one as many other gladers heard the sound and ran to see what was happening, I quickly found Y/n having fallen in the dirt and leaves unconscious luckily she didn't seem to be bleeding or have any visible injuries. I took her in my arms gently holding her head,

"Y/n! Y/n! Y/n are you okay!" I asked in panic before I saw a horrific sight as a silvery beetle blade crawled out of her hoodie making me squeal in panic it crawled out her hoodie and into the dead heads woods,

"what the hell!" Gally said,

"Get her to the medjacks. Now!" I demanded,

I sat beside Y/n's bed in the medjacks, I had held her hand since the incident never once letting her go. I saw her stir and immediately I perked up as I watched her Y/e/C eyes flutter open,

"Hi..." she croaked,

"Hi," I smiled tearing up to see she was alive, "How are you feeling?"

"Uhh... stiff, but fine," she says,

"I'm so happy you're alright, I was terrified I- I thought-" I stuttered my emotions spilling over and I gave up and just hugged her tightly crying on her shoulder, "I was so scared I was going to lose you."

"It's okay." She says hugging me too, "I'm here,"

"Y/n..." I muttered,

"Yes, Newt?"

"I- I need to tell you something," I told her as I pulled back a little to see her beautiful eyes as I stroked her Y/H/C hair, "I- I was so frightened of losing you, I- I can't imagine what I would do if anything happened to you... I- I love you."

"O-Oh... Newt..." she blushed, "I- I love you too,"

"You do!"

"I do," she nodded,

"Will uhh will you be my girlfriend?"

"I'd love to!" she cried with joy,

I cried too and I gave her lips a soft and gentle kiss she happily kissed back, and we sat kissing for a good while until we pulled back and couldn't hold back our smiles, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I think so,"

"What happened?"

"I don't know, I was just walking through the deadheads and suddenly I tripped into the dirt and I don't remember anything else,"

"You don't remember the beetle blade?"

"Humm?"

"The beetle blade, it was under your shirt I thought it must have attacked you,"

"no, I don't remember seeing one."

"Ohh, strange. Well at least you're alright love," I smiled giving her a soft kiss, "You want anything? anything at all?"

"Some bacon maybe?" she smiled laying on the little bed all cosy as she asked,

"You're adorable, of course you can." I smiled kissing her head, "I'll get fry to make you some special,"

I smirked a little as I heard the last few gladers head to their hammocks, knowing finally! we had some time alone, I turned the shower on half for heat and half for the noise to try and conceal our fooling around from anyone still awake. I stripped off and climbed in standing under the hot water and giving myself a good scrub so I was nice and clean, and making sure to give myself a little rub to make sure I was hard.

I mean of course I already am but I want to be at my best for her.

I heard her footsteps and I bit my lip, I heard her step inside with me and she wrapped her arms around my torso immediately I felt her naked body against my back and I moaned uncontrollably,

"Uhh! Y/n!"

"Hi newt," she giggled,

"Hi love," I giggled back, "Shall we?"

"Mhm," she nodded,

I smirked and turned to face her seeing her beautiful naked body and her Y/H/C hair let loose, "Ohh my- Bloody hell... You are always so beautiful!" I groaned grabbing her and kissing her passionately she kissed back as eager as I was, our lips attacked one another with such veracity! I almost thought she wanted to eat me, ummm but I'd let her. Our hands trailed up and down each other excitedly my own stroked her thighs, squeezed her ass, caressed her waist and fondled her breasts, she slapped my ass, stroked my chest and clawed down my back. I pulled back and growled a little leaning her against the wall and kissing down her body from her lips down her jaw, down her neck, down her sternum taking a moment to lick and tug on her nipples a little before kissing down her stomach. I stroked her thigh and moved it over my shoulder so I knelt on the floor and kissed up her thigh till I met her clit,

"Newt!" She gasped,

"Umm! Bloody hell love!" I groaned unable to resist kissing and nibbling her clit getting faster and more merciless on her hearing her gasp and moan above me her legs trembling, her hands in my hair twisting as she begged for more, I slipped my hand up and began to thrust my two fingers inside her which made her scream and squeal tugging my hair and pulling me closer with her leg so I sucked on her little clit and moaned against her feeling her as she dripped down my hand tasting her addictive taste on my lips before she pulled my hair hard and threw her head back in pleasure as she reached her peak. "Ughh! you always sound so good," I muttered giving her more kisses to make sure she enjoyed it as much as possible, she pushed me back and we happily swapped over, I leant against the wall and she moved kissing down my body often nibbling my skin making me gasp and groan already for her until she finally reached her knees. She didn't make me wait any longer and took my whole shaft into her mouth, "Oooohh god Y/n!" I moaned she moved her head back and forth sucking and licking, "Y/n! love! Ughhhh please...please..." I gasped throwing my head back and holding her head twisting my fingers into her Y/H/C hair, "Ugh! Y/n, please! I'm about to-" I moaned as I knew I was about to cum my hips bucking into her mouth until I hit my own peak and I screamed rather loud as I filled her mouth "Ohhh ohhh god... uhhh... bloody hell love," I cooed, as she pulled back, "I love you so much,"

"I love you too newt,"

I sat in the grass with my back against the log watching the fire as I sipped my moonshine,

"Hi, newt..." Y/n said sadly as she headed over,

"Awww Hi love, what's up?" I asked as she came and sat beside me, I was a little disappointed usually she sits in my lap on bonfire nights,

"I don't feel well," she pouted,

"Ohh you poor thing," I cooed, "Tummy ache? headache? period?"

"No,"

"Ohh what is it then?"

"... Newt,"

"Yeah?"

"... I think I'm pregnant," she says holding her knees to her chest,

My heart dropped, my eyes wide, my breath hitched, "You- You- you think you're pregnant?"

"Mhm," she nodded,"

"...I- uhh... Ho- How! No! No... you can't be pregnant we've not-" I began,

"I know," She said, "I know we haven't... done that yet,"

"I mean we've got close a couple of times... but we've never done anything that could have gotten you pregnant, we're always so careful!"

"I know we are, it doesn't make any sense..." she said, "We are always careful with what we do, and I trust you completely and the other boys, but... I've not bled in four months, I'm always sick, I've been attacking the strawberries in the gardens like a wolf,"

"Maybe it's stress?"

"Maybe but what if it's not... Newt what if I'm pregnant?"

"Well, I- I guess we'll just have to work it out," I told her pulling her onto my lap and letting her sit there while I cuddled her so she could have her head on my chest, I stroked her skin and kissed her hair, "No matter what I love you, and I'll be by your side. I promise."

"Thank you Newt," she smiled, "... I don't know how this happened,"

"I don't either, I can only assume... maybe something got on my hand or maybe- who knows maybe we made a mistake or something," he explained, "But no matter what I love you, and I'll love our baby no matter what,"

"Awww, you're so sweet Newt," she cooed,

I smiled as I finished up with the gardening, I returned my tools to the shed and headed off to the homestead where I saw Y/n lying in the hammock stroking her sweet bump,

"Hi newt," she smiled,

"Hello love," I smiled as I kissed her and her bump, "How's little glader?"

"Cosy, happy to see Daddy," she giggled,

"Aww I'm happy to see you both too," I smiled giving her a little cuddle and kisses, "You alright?"

"I have a human growing inside me..."

"Good point, anything you want? another pillow? blanket? some food?"

"I'm fine," she nodded, "How was work?"

"Fine, I'm just happy to be back with you,"

"Oooh... Newt," she giggled moving my hand to her stomach and feeling the baby kick,

"Awww little glader's kicking away," I cooed peppering her tummy with kisses, "Can I?"

"Of course Newt," she nodded,

I smiled and crawled into the hammock with her laying myself so my head was on her belly stroking her with my hand, listening to baby shift and move in her stomach, often muttering and singing to her belly.

I kept Y/n close to me, holding her hand. We stayed in the little bed in the facility trying to keep her close still nervous about this place.

"Newt..." She gasped,

"Y/n..." I gasped in shock,

"Baby..." she said holding her stomach,"

"Baby!" I yelled, "Uhhhhh right... okay... uhhhh" I gasped,

I was beyond nervous doing my best to help her as much as I could, but I wasn't much help given the seriousness of the situation luckily staff and doctors rushed in and took Y/n out, they tried to take her without me but there was no way I was letting that happen I forced them to take me with her even if they didn't want to, they took us to a medical room and set her on a bed, they gave her a gown, a breathing tube and they let me hold her hand.

I don't remember much all of is just chaos and madness of orders, screaming, shouting and insane tools. I did my best to comfort her but honestly, I'm not sure I was much help.

"There we go," A doctor says as she pulls the baby into view the little baby is covered in blood,

"Aww, it's okay. It's okay. You did amazing Y/n, you did so good." he cooed,

"It's over?"

"It's over. it's all over. it's all okay. You did so good, I'm so proud of you,"

"Is the baby okay?"

I looked to the doctor as she cleaned and wrapped up the little baby before handing them over to Y/n,

"It's a little girl," The doctor cooed,

"A little girl" she cooed, "she's beautiful."

"She is, she's so perfect," I cooed, as I looked at the little girl, with a small fuzz of Y/H/C hair and little brown eyes, We held her, kissed her, and gave her all the love we could for as long as possible.

The doctors left us alone and I left Y/n to rest as I held the little girl in my arms, but as I did I heard someone outside, talking.

"Yes... it seems to have been a success... it seems your idea of the beetle blade worked well... She carried to term, The child is alive and well... we don't know we're waiting for results from the tests if she's immune or not... No, her parents seem content... for now." The male voice explained beyond the door before he walked away,

I looked back to Y/n and suddenly it all made sense... That day she fell in the deadheads... the beetle blade. They used the beetle blade... to make her pregnant! They must have made it give her something that made her pregnant! And parents, S, so I am... I am her father. I am her father, Y/n her mother. Even if the beetle blade is how she got pregnant. I felt somewhat happy to know she really was my daughter and it made me love her even more to know I truly was, But I began to feel panicked and worried to think they had used the beetle blade to get her pregnant with my child, if that's how far they'd go just to test if our daughter would be immune... what else would they do.

"We need to get you out of here little one," I cooed, "I promise, I'll keep you and mummy safe, no matter what it takes,"

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loveblogidols · 1 year

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IDOL BYUN EUIJOO X STYLIST READER

Synopsis: Ej and you have been together for two months. The both of you are inexperienced sexually and would only make out. During work time you two would see each other in an empty room that no one uses and kiss each other there. But that day he look really sexy and you couldn’t help but get a little fired up.

Warning: 18+ Dirty words, giving each other heads.A little bit of fluff at the end.

16 or lower plz don’t read, now if you choose to read, it’s your problem! Don’t blame others or me! ☺️

Byun Euijoo x Fem Reader

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Text Messages ^^

You: Euijoooo~ wanna meet me in the back room? 🔥

EJ: After I'm done with the photo shoot!😅

You: but Euijoooo I need youuu!😭

EJ: it won't take long! We're almost done! Wait a little more 💕

You: love you 🥰❤️

EJ: love you too 😘

You smiled as you press your phone against your chest. Your excitement growing more. You feel so happy that finally you will see your boyfriend after it's been a busy week for him and his team with their debut promotions. He didn't have any time with you except face time with you whenever he had the chance.

He always received you with his cute sweet grin and his soft gaze of his. You really missed seeing that again. You two have been dating for almost two months. Before the two of you were close friends from school but you study hard and became a really good makeup artist and stylist at a very young age. Makeup and Fashion is your passion and you loved them more when you were doing it for Byun Euijoo.

You ran to the very end of a hallway where there is a room that no one uses however it's not locked, and it's just a simple small empty room. This is the place where you and Euijoo make out in secret whenever the two of you have a chance to meet. You couldn't wait to kiss his pretty puffy lips.

"Ahh...they're so soft against mine..." you daydream to yourself touching your lips with your fingers. "What's soft?" Euijoo tease as he enter the room closing door and surprising you yet you couldn't get scared because you got so happy to see him in front of you in person once again. You immediately ran to hug him tightly against you.

"I missed the warmth of your body!" You whispered a shout as you hug him tightly against you swinging his body from side to side. Euijoo only laughed as he pinched your cheeks. "You're so cute...I miss you too a lot, I missed your kisses..." he giggles shyly as he slightly blushes. You felt like dying because of cuteness.

However, you notice how good he looks in the outfit he has on. He looks like those super relaxed and flirty types of boyfriends, when normally for him he looks like the timid and kind type of boyfriend which you always find so adorable.

But now he looks...sexy? He has long hair too. The clothes make him look a little taller and his body builds look kinda buff. You loved this look on him...it turn you on. You bit your bottom lip as you check him out from head to toe. Maybe it's time to make one of your sexy fantasies about him come true. Of course, if he wants to as well.

"W-what's with that look? Do you like my outfit? It's a new concept and I'm starting to like it" he flaps his black leather jacket from its sides as if flexing it in front of you. He smiled cutely. That cute smile does not fit well with the sexy clothes on him.

" you look hot..." you said pulling him down by his neck since he is so freaking tall and you're just a tiny person. You tiptoe as much as you can to kiss his lips so passionately and with so much need. You almost bit his bottom lip but he didn't seem to complain. Perhaps he was too shocked by that freaky kiss.

"What's up with you today? That kiss..." he timidly laughed. " was hot...very very hot" he look down away from you and bit his bottom lip feeling embarrassed to admit that.

He looks so hot and adorable at the same time...I want to be fuck so hard by Byun Euijoo...OMG, WHAT AM I THINKING!!!!!

"You turn me on that's all." You pull him down to kiss him hard again. He wraps his hands around your waist and comes closer to you. He pays your butt telling you to jump so he can hold you closer and kiss you better. Usually, you two make out like in this position since you're a shorty. He presses you against the wall as you two kiss.

You start to butterfly kiss his jawline down to his neck. You reach close to kiss his ear and you heard a soft moan coming from him. "You like that huh?" You tease exploring his neck with your lips. He let out a laugh and grin as he was enjoying it very much. " yes I do...it's different than what we are used to doing..." You whispered close to his ear. "I always have wild dreams about you...don't you want to make one of my dreams come true?" You peck his lips as you look at his doe eyes.

"Alright then, but it has to be fast since we don't have plenty of time..." he smirks in his grin. " Let's give each other heads" You grinned as you got down of his hold. "Alright, I'm guessing you're starting..." he said breathlessly watching you get down on his blue jeans and unzip them. You saw his black boxer, in the middle, poking, there is the thing you've been dreaming of.

The big bulge filled his boxer perfectly. You cup the bulge with your hands as you play with it by rubbing it and squeezing it as if it's a stress ball. You laughed a little. "This is fun." Euijo chuckled with red cheeks. "Hey don't tease me like that...it's driving me crazy..." he throws his head back looking at the ceiling in small heavy breaths.

"I can tell...it's time to reveal your little friend" you teased pulling his boxer down. It is crazy how it looks the same as how it appeared in your dreams. "Now it's time to tease it.." you gave it kitty licks on his pink tip. "Ahh~ pleased hurry I don't want to waste time, I want to eat you out too!" He whined.

"Patience my baby boy Euijoo, I'm about to start..." you joked as you put the whole thing inside your mouth. You start to bob your head back and forth going fast. You wrap your hands around the exposed area that your mouth couldn't reach and rub and squeeze that area.

"Ahh-..." Euijoo stop moaning as if his breath was cut off but after a few seconds, he hissed. "Y/n!! Go faster please!" He whined his eyebrows furrowed together as he was feeling too good. You do as he asks and bobbed your head faster, sucking his dick harder. You even try humming so he could feel that vibration sensation from your throat.

Euijoo laid the palm of his hands against the wall behind you for support. "Fuck! Baby~" he moans almost scratching the wall in front of him. Immediately he came inside your mouth in seconds and of course, you swallowed his loads.

"Damn you cum fast!" You tease kissing his precious dick. Euijoo laughed still breathless. "Because you're so good!" He said happily.

Suddenly he crouches down to meet your level on the floor. "Now it's my turn..." He grins sweetly. You loved when he smiles cutely like that but now he is going to eat you out and yet he is smiling sweetly like that? You feel good about this.

He forcefully slides you down from your legs with his hands and bends them down. Now you were on the floor, legs separated in front of his face. The bottom part of your dress falls on your thighs. You were in a blushing mess.

Euijoo stare at the state you were in. "You look so cute..." he smiled. His doe-like eyes stare at your pretty soft thick looking thighs. "Your legs are so pretty now that I see them so close..." he caresses your thighs with his hands sending shivers through your body. He gets close and starts to kiss your thighs getting closer and closer to your heated area. You couldn't help but moan as his lips felt so soft and were leaving soft wet kisses against your sensitive thighs.

The butterflies in your stomach grew as you start to feel nervous even though you did something dirty to him just earlier.

He looks up at you and chuckles. "Don't be scared...you will enjoy this...just let me know if I hurt you, pull my hair as a way to warn me" he grins and precedes to pull down my undies.

OMG, HE IS GONNA SE MY VIGINA!!! You thought.

Suddenly you felt his lips kiss you down there. "Fuck....eat me now!" You lost it. "Patience..." he said licking his fingers and preparing them for the great moment.

"Patience?? You're the one who wasn't patient early in the-hmp!" he silences you by shoving his index finger inside your mouth. "Shhhh~ I will hurry...just let me work..." he smirked. Suddenly you felt his fingers rubbing on your clit. First, it started slow but as he saw your facial expression showing that you enjoy it plus you started to suck on his finger he knew he could go a little faster.

"Faster daddy!" Oh...now that was new to him hearing you call him daddy for the first time really turn him on. Now he was down on you. His mouth starts to suck on your clit, his tongue helping out too. Now you felt in heaven. You rolled back in your eyes. You arch your back and your nails scratch the floor. You curl your toes as you reach your climax. Oh, and you were screaming his name. Honestly, you look like you were possessed. Possessed by Byun Euijoo and his tongue.

"Fuck! Fuck!FUCK!...fuuuhCK!!" You almost squeezed Euijoo's head between your thighs. Soon you came into his mouth. You felt tired and just wanted to lie on the cold floor and sleep. "Wow...Euijoo that was...amazing..." you said feeling breathless. " I told you were going to enjoy it..." he helps you stand up, fixing and shaking off your dress like the gentleman he is.

You immediately hug him tightly. "I love you!" You said pressing your face against his chest. He blushes and pats your head. "Love you too" he smiles then continue to say "I want to repeat" he grins timidly. You blushed and laugh. "Me too! Next time! Now you have to go!" You fix his clothes after checking his clothes Euijoo tells you that Kei is calling him.

"And now Fuma and Nicholas are texting me! I must hurry! Bye, baby girl!" He quickly kisses your lips before rushing out the door. "Bye!" You waved leaving you daydreaming about him.

"He is so...amazing...I love him..." you talk to yourself feeling lucky to have him.

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Hot Euijoo 🔥❤️

🌹🌹🌹

EJ as boyfriend type 😭❤️

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watchingovergvf · 1 year

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Mess Makers- Josh Kiszka

A/N: Hi, this is my very first fanfic. So i wanna go ahead and preference that this is beginners writing so i apologize. Regardless, i really hope you enjoy if you happen to come across this tiny fic about Josh. Also, don’t mind the poor grammar:)) ENJOY!!

WARNINGS: Very fluffy and sweet. A tad bit steamy towards the end but nothing major.

“Josh”

“Yes, love?”

“Can you come help me with this?” you spoke from within the kitchen. “Be right there” he shouted from across the house.

You could hear the soft padding of his feet across the hardwood floor, slowly approaching.

Groaning with impatience, you paced the kitchen.

Finally, Josh makes his way into your shared kitchen, laughing in surprise. “It looks like a bomb went off in here. What happened mama?” he exclaimed. You cover your face in embarrassment, having expected a bit of teasing from him regarding your current situation. “Shut up, it’s not that bad. I may have just forgotten to screw on the lid to the mixer, which led to the mess you see all over our kitchen cabinets,” you grumble.

He sighs, pretending to be annoyed by your antics. “What am I gonna do with you? You seem to have a track record with making messes” he says cheekily. He is referring to your unfortunate mishap with a certain dog named Rosie. “That’s not fair, she dragged me into the water against my will,” you said with a forced frown, the smile your hiding threatening to slip through.

“Whatever you have to tell yourself, mama.” Josh grinned and trotted out of the room.

“Hey! Where do you think you’re going? You said you would help me. You’re not being fair Joshua.” you gripe and swing your arms around in annoyance.

You hear him giggling in the back of the house, rummaging for something unbeknownst to you.

Searching through the cabinets, you dig around for a towel to wipe the messy kitchen down with. Josh returns silently, just gazing at you in awe while you complain about said towels being missing from its promising compartment. He continues watching, giggling to himself while he listens to your blatant annoyance.

Hearing the giggles behind you, you turn to look over your shoulder and squint your eyes at the culprit.

“Ahh, you must think this is all kinds of funny, don’t you?” you get up and storm over to the mixer that started all this mess to begin with. Asking yourself whether it would be worth making even more of a mess in the chance of getting revenge on your irritatingly cute boyfriend. Instead of giving yourself time to consider the consequences, you scoop cookie dough into the palm of your hand and throw it at him. Josh jumps back in surprise.

“Playing dirty sounds about right” he grins, launching himself toward you in an instant.

The cookie dough war continues for about five more minutes before Josh calls a truce, begging for your forgiveness and gentle kisses. He corners you with a wide smirk spreading across his face. He reaches out to swipe the cookie dough off the side of your cheek. His warm touch bringing you butterflies. Reaching up to warp your arms around his neck, the both of you gaze warmly into each others eyes, taking in the blissful moment together.

He leans forward and presses a gentle but deep kiss to your lips, sighing in content.

He finally takes in your appearance and the current state of your kitchen for the first time since it turned into your battleground. Huffing out a laugh, you glare at Josh. “You helped me make this mess, now you got to help clean it up,” you exclaim.

“Alright, alright I’ll help you clean it up, but can I finish my dessert first?” he looks at you, eyes blown wide with excitement and lust.

You roll your eyes, giggling at his change in demeanor. “I could never say no to that face, could I?” you whisper in his ear.

Josh grins till his cheeks hurt and hurriedly drags you out of the kitchen, to your awaiting bedroom.

He intends to keep both his promises of cleaning up all the messes he helped make, starting with you.

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A Little Sympathy Goes A Long Way.

Request and warnings: can you write a cute fluffy one where someone of your choice takes care of their girlfriend while she’s sick or something cute like that? my cold is killing me lmao

The requester says it’s my choice, but really, she didn’t want to yell PLEASE CHARLES. I still heard that anyway.

Me? Back writing Charles years after I shared my first piece? You bet your ass I am. Let me know what you think? I’m super nervous 🥺👉👈

The common cold has well and truly hit the household and though you’d love a little sympathy, you had a feeling that Charles wasn’t about to drop everything to be your sick nurse. You anticipated it from the way you’d teased him when he was sofa bound previously, surrounded by tissues as he decided this was truly it. He was struck down by a cold and would never breathe through his nose again. He complained about all the times he’d taken it for granted as you’d waited on him hand and foot, even mopping his brow when he requested it - though you think at that point he was just trying to see how much he could get you to do before you threw in the towel.

His over dramatics had you questioning your bedside manner but now, you needed him to forget the teasing and just be a good boy.

> baby, can you pick me up some things from the store? I think I’ve got what you had.

< oh I’m going to have fun with this, baby

The look on his face as he walked through his home, swinging the bag of pick-me-ups that he’d purchased from his fingertips as he approached, was one of glee.

“Do I play nice or pick on you, like you did with me?” Charles asks as he pouts, scrunching up his lips as he taps his dimple and pretends to think.

“Did not pick on you,” you say and frown at him before reaching quickly for another tissue and cough into it before blowing your nose and slumping back against the pillows. Your nostrils sting and are no doubt bright red as the skin thins from the amount of times you’ve rubbed them. The corners of your eyes are already aching from each new contact as you press the knuckles of your fingers into the edges and wipe away the fresh flurry of tears that stream from them.

“Did you get more headache tablets?” You croak and begin to reach forward for the bag which he dangles just out of reach with a grin on his face.

“What was it you said to me? You have legs, use them.”

You did say that. But only because Charles was refusing to budge or sit up to reach anything, not wanting to help himself and simply just waste away in wallow. You were at least sitting and trying to swing your legs over the side of the couch to reach anything you needed, ensuring that everything was within grasp.

“Not the same thing,” you bite, glaring at him as you try again to reach them. “Don’t be a dick.”

“Oh, she insults. I love it when you say nice things to me.” he chuckles before really taking you in.

He had to admit, you have certainly declined since he left this morning. What had only been a small sniffle and the odd sneeze yesterday had turned into hourly coughing throughout the night, a stuffy head this morning but at least you were mobile. He looks over you now, streaming eyes that keep trying to close, a nose to challenge Rudolph for a sleigh guiding spot and a now chesty cough that sounded painful.

“Please,” you try again and this time he caves. The bag drops to the table and he rummages through it.

“I’ve got vapour rub, flu and cold tablets, throat lozenges, a heat pack in case you had muscle pains”, he takes out each individual item as he announces them, “and,” he pauses as he grabs the bottom of the bag and tips it upside down, “all the snacks I know that you love, to try and make you feel better.” He’s pulling open the thermometer as he says, “say ahh.” and you do obediently as he lays it against your tongue and you close your mouth around it while it takes a reading. He doesn’t even make a sexual remark. You’re almost proud of him.

“So you can be nice,” you sniffle, trying to keep your mouth as closed as possible and give him a weak, closed lip smile.

“If you feel even half as bad as me, I need to look after you.” Charles replies, the taunting behaviour from minutes ago now disappearing as his instinct to look after you kicks in.

“I don’t want to give it you again though.”

“Stop talking while it’s doing it’s thing. And I handled it well last time. I’ll handle it again.”

You want to argue that he had not, in fact, handled it at all last time but now was not the time to pick a fight. You want to add something else when the thermometer begins to beep and he makes quick work in pulling it out.

“Yep, close to having a fever. Have you drank enough?” He knows from your expression that you haven’t.

“I’ve mostly been sleeping.” You defend yourself, though just mentioning that you’ve been asleep makes you yawn.

“Stay there and if you’re still awake, we’re getting you hydrated.”

“Charles?”

“Hmmm?” He pauses in the doorway and looks back at you.

“Thank you.”

“This is what a good boyfriend does.”

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