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ju-ji · 4 months

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This is not the thought I had when I started writing this post but I think, in retrospect, last twilight was never as magical as I once thought, and furthermore I think that the magic was actually jimmy and sea the whole time. I would maintain that the story started off strong and the blossoming romance was extremely well executed, but there were always flaws in the writing and it was always shown that day had a lot of work to do and. well. wasn’t doing it. I don’t think I was picking up on it because sea made day so unbelievably endearing even as a supposed asshole that I either didn’t notice the red flags or ignored them. You have to understand, I was not a jimmy nor sea nor jimmysea fan before I started watching last twilight. I had not already seen vice versa and wai was so long ago that I don’t even remember having an opinion of him. I had never heard of the first show sea was in. I had not been anticipating this show since the pilot trailer and wasn’t even planning to watch it. I didn’t watch it when it came out. I think I waited like two weeks before I started it. I went into it with no feelings about jimmysea, I had seen criticism of jimmy’s previous performances and I didn’t know anything about sea other than him being jimmy’s branded partner so if anything I was… prepared for them to not do all that well. I wasn’t expecting much I guess. This is the first time I put on my clown makeup. Like I said, sea as day was so endearing to me from pretty early on, maybe not ep 1 but by ep 3 I was like that’s my baby!!! I don’t know why or how but he made me fall in love with day so bad, and nothing day did (until… u know….) ever made me love him less. I really can’t describe what about him I found so lovable especially when he was definitely an asshole and wouldn’t stop with the “u have zero tenderness in your body” nonsense lmao. I think sea just has some je ne sais quoi about him or something that’s like captivating. I did watch vice versa at some point while last twilight was airing and I found talay endearing too. Even though he was more mature or like. didn’t have such a spoiled baby quality to him, so I think it’s just something about sea idk. Hell I’m already endeared to his character in the trainee from bts footage and promo pics alone 😭 ok hopefully point made bc this post is already really long and I have a lot more to say lmao.

*I promise I know how to write proper paragraphs I just am trying to type what I wanna say before my brain moves on to a new thought lmao but let me give a line break for readability*

Let me try to talk about jimmy without waxing poetic. I had pretty low expectations for him bc I had seen ppl criticize his work before so how did I end up loving him so bad!!! The answer is he’s just good at what he does!!! Was he always this good? I didn’t have any qualms about his performance as puen and I can’t remember wai. I think he was also a minor character in enchante but I didn’t watch that. Anyway, if he used to suck he doesn’t anymore!! His growth is especially impressive bc acting isn’t even his main profession!!! I don’t want to harp a lot on why last twilight disappointed me bc I want this to be a jimmysea appreciation post first and foremost but the problem with mhok that jimmy obfuscated was he really didn’t have much to him. He had a tragic backstory that was never fully explored but aside from that it was just day on the brain all day every day how can I serve day how can I help day how can I care for day how can I make day smile like girl stand up 😭 jimmy somehow managed to make mhok (to me but I’m biased) the most compelling character in the show with just his eyes!!! His eyes held SO MUCH EMOTION that it made mhok feel like a much more substantial character than he ended up being. Trying to be short and to the point now bc this is getting out of hand but I want jimmy on my screen forever, he is so special to me!!!

Last point: mhok and day did not have en equal or super healthy relationship so why did it hurt sooo bad when they broke up? Again, it was jimmysea magic masking the flaws. The chemistry was undeniable and they seemed so in love! They were always so happy to be together that you almost didn’t notice how one sided their relationship was becoming. Their comfort in each other was so real and believable bc evidently that’s not acting! It’s clear that jimmy and sea enjoy their paired roles and enjoy working together in general. I’m not thinking of anyone in particular but I don’t think all pairs could sell this natural comfort as effortlessly bc they are not…. this naturally comfortable together lmao. Jimmysea’s innate charms are exponentially amplified when they are together. I firmly believe that if jimmy wasn’t mhok and sea wasn’t day then last twilight would not have been this loved (until it got to where not even jimmysea magic could salvage it 😭)

TLDR it was jimmysea magic that masked last twilight’s flaws so well that we were dumbfounded by that ending

#I got really into this and sorta ran out of steam #I started writing a totally different post but ended up rewriting it entirely once I realized the magic of LT was jimmysea all along #and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t 11:00 when I started it…… it’s 12:15 now 😭😭😭#also I see that I was like jimmy and sea are so special bc they’re just special but I’m hoping you get it #I might elaborate on this after sleeping on it idk #jimmysea #last twilight #also I have a bandaid on my thumb and typed this whole post on my phone so this was incredibly frustrating to write :)))))#anyway. they are so important to me!!!!!

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likesunsetorange · 24 days

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Eren! 12 - 21 & 23

character ask game

i think you meant 12 through 21? either way the more the merrier LOL (also feel free to send me other characters besides em LOL from any show thats in my lil pinned post tbh!!!)

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

in canon — i think eren harbors a lot of self loathing and when him and mikasa go to the cabin, he finds it really hard to believe that she truly forgives him for all of his transgressions, so it's hard for him to accept that a lot of it is real (kind of makes me think of the real/not real thing in thg but in a different way - everlark is so engraved into me lol) so he's just a big weepy sap lol

in a modern au — he's probably a music lover, he makes playlists a lot and makes them for everything. i bet he makes mikasa playlists all the time too

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

i feel like eren would love this emoji 🧍🏽

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

eren would only have a sense of style bc of mikasa and carla LOL he probably wears solid color tshirts and/or the occasional nice graphic tee and jeans/basketball shorts and some typical sneakers that are moderately trendy lol. he doesn't look frympy but he's not a fashionista by any means

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

eremikaaaa clearly

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

i feel like this is obvious lol

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

im clearly an eremika truther but i can see why ppl like erejean LOL it's giving typical shonen homoerotic vibes (e.g. bakudeku)

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

i love eren and levi's relationship so much bc of the mentor/mentee relationship, and honestly levi was like the closest thing eren had to a paternal figure following grisha's death. like those tiktoks where it's like s1-s3 levi saying "i'm not your dad" then it's s4 eren saying "you're not my dad" UGH I CRY!!!!! but levi being so hurt/disappointed by eren in s4 just gets to me and i think if we could hear anyone else's paths convo with eren i would wanna hear his and levi's. also bc i wanna see if levi beats his ass again lmao

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

i wouldn't say i hate annie, but at one point i used to lowkey be an annie hater LOL (now i actually love annie), so i guess in s1, i really enjoy eren and annie's dynamic (prior to the ft arc), especially bc you can see how much eren clearly admires her. i think it's funny how even tho she clearly beats his ass he still wants to learn from her, i think thats kind of noble of him tbh! also i think bc he admired her sm and considered her a friend it sucks to see him so hurt by the reveal of her betrayal

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

armin and eren are platonic soulmates and there's nothing you could ever say that could change my mind about that tbh

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

favorite — i love writing eren's dynamic with carla, i think it's really special bc of what happened in canon. i imagine eren as such a mama's boy (in an endearing way) so it's so sweet to get to write their bond and imagine how that dynamic would be as eren would've grown up

least favorite — i think in a canon universe, i don't like writing some of the more sad scenes, like in the ema au, when i think about eren harboring all the pain of the memories to himself, it literally makes me so sad LOL like im genuinely such a fucking sap so i just cry and cry bc i hate thinking about it 😭

23. Favorite Picture?

canon & fan art (once again im biased)

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elysianslove · 4 years

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the little things ; haikyuu boys

synopsis; the little things he does that show just how much he loves you

pairings; karasuno x reader, aoba johsai x reader, fukurodani x reader, nekoma x reader, shiratorizawa x reader

genre; fluff

warnings; will make u hate being single <3

karasuno ━━

sugawara koshi; whenever your hair gets caught in anything, he’s so gentle yet quick at fixing it. if your hair is long, and you pull a bag or a shirt and your hair gets tucked in, he’ll wordlessly pull it out. if your hair is short and a bracelet or zipper gets caught he just continues whatever he was doing (talking to someone else for e.g.) while helping you out. also always makes sure your hair isn’t bothering you; if you’re leaning over writing something, he’ll always tuck it behind your ear so lovingly ahhh

daichi sawamura; massages. he’s descended from heaven for this purpose only. his hands are rough and like hard on your muscles, but it’s so perfect. he’ll approach you when you’re in school sitting anywhere, from behind, and just knead his hands into your muscles for a few seconds. euphoric. or if you live together, he always greets you with back/shoulder/neck massages in the bathtub hvjkwkd.

nishinoya yuu; always makes you try his food. always. whether it’s with a group of people or just you two, he just goes “hey babe open ur mouth” with this face 😏 bc he’s cheeky, and just shoves a mouthful of food. spoiler alert, it’s always way too hot. but it’s just tradition at this point. he takes a bite of his food, decides if it’s worthy enough for your mouth or not, then just. yeah.

kageyama tobio; buys you a snack whenever he gets his milk. if you’re special special, he’ll buy you your own carton of milk. he goes up to the vending machine and automatically thinks of you when he sees your fave snack, and it’s like mindless at this point he just routinely does it. it still surprises you to this day, even when he’s so nonchalant about it.

tsukishima kei; kisses your forehead. tsukki is not too big on pda, and even privately he’s not very touchy feely either tbh. but just a simple peck on your forehead grounds you, and it’s a small reminder of the fact that despite his outward coldness, he really does love you. he rarely does it in front of others, but sometimes, he’ll indulge both you and him, and settle a small kiss on your temple just randomly.

asahi azumane; anime jesus always has a hair tie/clip carried around for you on his wrist/in his pockets. i mean he’s always needing them, he just stocks up when he starts dating you. somehow he’s always there when you’re frustrated with your hair all over the place what a savior. later on it evolves to him carrying around your scrunchie and yes the boys make fun yes he blushes but no he does not take it off.

tanaka ryunosuke; carries you on his back, or your things, when you’re too tired to walk. whether that be if you’re too tired because of your heels or you’re just lazy, he just loves helping you out what a respectful gentleman. honestly it just becomes that every time he sees you he like barricades over to you so quick and flips you onto his shoulder or spins you around. anyways. walking with tanaka means walking empty handed bc he will never let you carry anything. ( shifts pile of bags on one arm just to hold your hand ).

hinata shoyo; learns hairstyles to try on you. whether it be short hair or long hair, expect his youtube search history to look a lot like “how to make a french braid” or “cute hairstyles for short hair for your cute girlfriend”. he’s always so entranced by you and watches so carefully whenever you do anything on your hair, and he gets do excited whenever you let him try and he gets it right. also !!! a lot of the times you’ll sit between his legs and he’ll just softly card his fingers through your hair or lightly braid it.

yamaguchi tadashi; buys you flowers a lot. he doesn’t overdo it, just so it doesn’t lose its value and worth. but for example, mondays suck ass and he knows how much you hate them, so he always makes sure to either leave a single rose on your desk/in your locker or give it to you himself if he can. it’s so endearing and motivating honestly, and the constant reminder every once in a while is so cute. continues to do it even like 3 years in, which is so fkn sweet honestly.

nekoma ━━

kuroo tetsurō; plans the best dates. seriously. like not one moment spent with him is dull. i don’t think being with kuroo entails a high energy relationship, i just mean that even a walk in the park is fun with him. he also always knows when to plan a fancy dinner and when it’s just something casual. like he always puts in so much effort, gives 120%, for every date with you. is your favorite band/singer/artist in town? he’s got tickets. the weather is amazing? you’re going to the beach. you’re sleep deprived? nap dates. 10/10

kozume kenma; he teaches you how to play his games. the fact that he’s letting you touch the console in itself says enough, but whenever he buys a new one, and learns it thoroughly enough, he will always sit by you and teach you its ways. picture you sitting in his lap while he guides your hands <333 if you’re not a gamer, he’s actually v flattered by the fact you’re willing to sit through this w him. but if you are a gamer, expect daily competitions. oh and if you beat him? you’re dead to him :).

haiba lev; instead of reaching for things that you’re too short for to grab it himself, he just lifts you up lmfao. i mean w the way he teases yaku, i can imagine he’d be v teasing with you as well if you’re even an inch shorter than him. but fret not! it’s all in the name of love. he’s very loving though, and if he sees you struggling he’ll just wordlessly hoist you up from your waist or something. at first it’s terrifying, but later on it just makes you giggle cause he’s like so willing to do it and it’s effortless for him hehe.

yaku morisuke; always makes sure you’re taking care of yourself, but kinda aggressively? lmao anyways. like he’s always “babe have u eaten” and if u say no expect him to start yelling like “what do you mean no??? are you insane???” v dramatic but honestly <333 he’s always texting you after parting ways “did you get home safe” or on weekends where he cant meet you, he’s asking how it was, if you indulged yourself a bit, relaxed. it’s very sweet and he makes sure it’s not overbearing. he just wants his baby to be healthy and happy.

yamamoto taketora; walks on the side with the cars. it’s not a very noticeable thing, but you see it, and you recognize it. he makes sure he’s always walking where cars are speeding by, a hand on the small of your back guiding you away and to the other side of him. it’s the little notions of protectiveness like if he’s driving and stops suddenly, he’ll put a hand out to keep you from lurching forward, he pushes you gently out of the way before you bump into someone. things like that.

aoba johsai ━━

oikawa tōru; he doodles in your notebooks, or on your skin. if you have class with him, and sit next to him, he’ll always be doodling on your notebook like little hearts or stupid, cute things like your initials + his in a heart. or if you’re at a study date together, and you’re focused on your laptop screen, he’ll leave little encouraging messages on your notes for you to notice when you’re revising. sometimes you’ll be sitting with him at lunch or even if you’re out w him and a bunch of other people, and he happens to have a pen. expect a little smiley face on your inner wrist, or a heart plus his initials ( o.t. )

iwaizumi hajime; he helps you take off your make up/takes it off for you. if you’re too sleepy, he’ll just take the products he’s used to seeing you use and start following it step by step after he props you up next to the sink. while he stands between your thighs he just so gently starts rubbing at your skin and washing away the make up. if you’re already asleep, he’ll have to like google the steps oh my god im gonna cry hes so cute. if you don’t necessarily wear make up, then he’ll just help you do your nightly routine, or even your shower routine, like using a body scrub or a face mask or, bruh, even shaving lmfao.

hanamaki takahiro; saves everything you buy/send/make him. i mean everything. has literally over two thousand photos of you, all the polaroids or postcards are saved in a little box he has under his bed. anything you make him (unless it’s edible) he has. if you make him a small embroidery thing he will literally attach it to his sports bag or something. any chain you make him is automatically added to his keychain. that flower crown you made with him on one of your first dates? he still has it. the flowers are dead but the memory loves babyyyy

matsukawa issei; carries extra clothes of his for you to borrow. hey have i mentioned that mattsun is big? 😃 because he is 😃. meaning regardless of your size or height or whatever, his clothes will drown you <3 i see him as preferring more oversized or just loose shirts rather than tight ones, so yk. on you???? if y’all are just hanging out and you even think about being slightly cold — here have five options of mattsun’s clothes to choose from. he always makes sure they smell like him too. it’s self indulgent really, because he loves the way they look on you, and he loves that it leaves a trace of his scent on you. territorial? i think yes.

fukurodani ━━

bokuto kōtarō; always hugs you like it’s the last time he’ll see you. sometimes, even if he doesn’t know it, you need his hugs badly. y’all are gonna try and tell me bokuto doesn’t give the best fkn hugs??? yeah get outta here with that bs. he SO does. he either kneels down and wraps his arms around your waist, picks you up, and spins you around, like he hasn’t seen you in 3 years, or he’ll just wrap his arms around your neck and pull your head to his chest, cradling it, and just sighing like he won’t see you for the next 3 years. his hugs always make you feel so much better, even if you weren’t feeling down to begin with.

akaashi keiji; plays with your hands and caresses them. it’s the delicate feel and gentleness of it all. akaashi’s generally an anxious person, leaving him very fidgety. but once you two get together, and he starts being comfortable with you, expect to find your hand always between the two of his, just fondling with him. he’ll trace random figurines on the back of your hand, or have his fingers ghost over your wrist and up to your fingertips. if his hands are especially shaky, expect him to just grab one of your yours and hold it tightly between the grasp of two of his. it conveys trust, and all you have to do is kiss his knuckles gently and he’s melting.

konoha akinori; he has your reminders app linked with his, and sneaks in small, motivating messages. every once in a while you’ll get a notification from the app that tells you to drink water or have a snack (or text konoha he’s bored and he misses you). also always sends you pictures to distract you from stress. like it could literally just be a picture of him smiling with a thumbs up and you’d just ,,, melt bc you love him so much.

shiratorizawa ━━

ushijima wakatoshi; he has so many plants that are named after you, or your nicknames, and he’s like so gentle with them too. like strokes their petals and speaks to them so softly, the same way he does with you. you’re honestly so curious how he hasn’t run out of names, but he’s just a genius like that. whenever you go over to his place, and he’s bought a new one, he’ll take your hand and guide you to where it’s growing and just be like “look it’s baby y/n” and you just 🥺🥺🥺

semi eita; he has a playlist on his phone, that’s constantly being updated, for you and him to listen to. the first time he showed it to you, you were stargazing and he took out his phone and headphones and was like “i made a playlist for you wanna list” and every part of your body lit up in flames im not joking. now, a lot of the times, you’re coming back home on a train, and your head is on his shoulder and you’re sharing headphones listening to the playlist. when either one of you is driving you’re blasting it (a lot of the playlist is the hsm soundtrack)

satori tendō; tendo reads people so well, and being in a relationship with him means he will read you so well. so a lot of the times, in social situations, he’ll recognize the signs of you wanting to leave, for example, or if someone’s bothering you, he’ll know exactly how to approach it too. this also entails having a lotta inside jokes hehe, and also just like. talking with your eyes. yk that thing. yeah. all you have to do is look at him a certain way, and he just knows exactly what you just said.

goshiki tsutomu; he buys the both of you this small plushie, and whenever you’re missing each other you just. squish it. and he squishes his. he would rather die than let anyone know this, but you’re not too keen on letting anyone know yourself tbh. it’s just this little thing you have, and it means a lot more to you than just this. when he first bought it he was like “look we have matching plushies” and you passed away on the spot ❤️

shirabu kenjirō; loves trying out new recipes with you. he’s not too big on cooking or baking, but there’s just something about doing it with you that really — hits the spot yk. nowadays, whenever he comes across a new recipe on social media that he thinks you’ll like he just automatically sends it to you like with no words no texts just the post and you’re like “OMG CAN WE DO THIS” and he’s like “why else would i send it. yes we can :)” hvskwkeke

end note; thank you sm for the love on my last two posts!! i’m glad you guys enjoyed them sm. if you have any requests, they’re open and i’m happy to deliver, mwah!

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thotantics · 4 years

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✗ warnings — graphic sexual content, do not read if you’re underage, dirty talk, begging, noona kink bc im still traesh, oral sex (male receiving), gagging, choking, driving under the influence of incredible mind blowing mouth love (seriously ALWAYS DRIVE SAFELY AND OBEY THE RULES OF THE ROAD)

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[A/N] @ the anon who said they’re always a slut for jungkook when he whines ‘noona’. bitch me too, the fuck

You stir awake with that distinct, groggy, I-just-napped-way-too-long feeling, groaning as your adjust to your surroundings. It’s late. Very, very late. You’re not at your place but instead, at your boyfriend’s and he’s still asleep, curled up behind you. Blearily, you blink over your shoulder at him, the big spoon.

“Jungoo,” You coo, shifting in his vice-like grip until you turn in his arms to face him. “Baby~ we fell asleep.”

He cracks one eye open to see you smiling at him, your fingers pushing his hair away from his forehead, and he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, mumbling with a low, half-asleep voice, “Hm, awesome. Lets stay asleep.”

You chuckle, using all your strength to bend your knees, pushing against his thighs and chest until you can untangle yourself from him and stand, despite his muffled, grumbled protests and his hands pawing at you to keep you near.

“Babe, I need to get home, I have work in the morning and so much to finish before I can do that.” You remind him, tapping his phone laying on the coffee table so the lock screen flashes with the time, and you groan, “Baaaabe! Wake up, please. It’s past midnight.”

Jungkook flips from his side to his back at that, stretching his limbs out along the length of the couch, his eyes finally cracking open again to see you rushing around his place to gather your things.

“Ok, ok.” He finally manages to get off the couch with an old-man grunt, stretching his lower back briefly before he snags his car keys, wallet, and phone from the coffee table. “You ready?”

Jungkook helps you take your things out to his car with countless yawns, and eventually you’re on the road headed back to your place, each with a Red Bull in hand.

You’re buzzing from the time wasted asleep on your boyfriend’s couch, but honestly the day you had spent together was worth it, even if you had little sleep tonight and a possible late start in the morning. Jungkook had picked you up for a simple date late that afternoon. You were supposed to hit up a theater that he had been wanting to take you to, and then he was supposed to take you back to your place for dinner, but, somewhere along the way your plans changed. Probably somewhere between you beating Jungkook at a game of air hockey in a nearby arcade and him throwing you up against the wall by the bathrooms and kissing you breathless in retaliation.

Regardless, your date had lasted way too long. You couldn’t be mad about it, not when you had such a good time. And apparently you were exhausted and needed to sleep, anyway. But you could still blame that on Jungkook. He had been the one to suggest you unwind a bit before you head home for dinner by watching Netflix and cuddling on the couch and sharing a bag of popcorn.

It was less than half an hour’s drive on the highway from his place to yours, especially if you were using Jungkook’s Mercedes instead of your old reliable. Your boyfriend had a special playlist for late night drives, because of course he does, and he has music playing softly within two minutes of the drive. You lean back in your seat, legs tucked up against the middle console, and turn to watch him as he sings along, thinking seriously about falling back to sleep.

Jungkook, glancing over when he notices your change of position, reaches across and lays a hand on your lap, palm up, fingers reaching/wiggling until you place your hand in his. The atmosphere is quiet, even with the music and his voice singing softly, the windows cracked to let just a little bit of the cool, night air in. You’re blinking slower and slower as one song fades into the next, and Jungkook glances over at you before he speaks.

“You know, you never paid me back.” He says this matter-of-factly, like you’re supposed to know what exactly he’s referring to, but you frown over at him because you definitely have no idea. “For earlier.” He offers with another quick glance from the road to look at you.

“What do you mean?” You ask, sitting up more in your chair and planting your feet back in the floor.

“How many times did I make you cum on my tongue?” He asks you. “And my fingers at least once, too?” He clicks his tongue, “Ah, it’s a shame our relationship is so one-sided these days.” He sighs, one corner of his mouth lifting in a smile even as he tuts at you.

You laugh at him, slapping his hand on your lap, “Hey, nobody asked you to do all that! You’re that extra all on your own!” You fold your arms defensively across your chest, “Besides, a healthy sex-life doesn’t work on a trading system anyway, Jungkook!”

“How does that saying go? Something about...you mouth my genitals and I’ll mouth yours?”

You bust out laughing, “I think it was more about scratching backs but, point taken.” You say with an eye roll.

You notice right away he’s fumbling with his belt, one handed, a proud smile on his lips and you quickly yell at him, “Ten and two!”

“Then help me out?” He suggests, shifting his tailbone back and spreading his thighs to give you easier access to the front of his jeans.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You ask him.

“C’mon`~” He glances over at you long enough to give you those sweet puppy-dog eyes and you reply with a firm shake of your head. “Noona~” He whines, “You said you would..”

“I will.” You reply, “When you aren’t operating a couple thousand pounds worth of metal going 60mph on an open highway!”

“Noona.” Jungkook emphasizes the endearment, the one he knows makes you weakest for him, “I promise I’ll keep both hands and eyes on the road and all of my mirrors. There’s no other vehicles around, no houses, nobody who could see us or make this drive any less safe.” Then he glances back over at you, pouty lips and big, sparkling eyes and he can’t stop himself from breaking into a wide grin even as he asks you sweetly, “Please~”

Dammit. He’s much too persuasive and you are way too easily persuaded, so you glance briefly around the parameter of the car, don’t notice any other headlights, so you slip out of your seat belt.

“If you thought I owed you, oh my god the sexual debt you’re in after this.” You tell him even as you shift into your seat on your knees.

But Jungkook doesn’t care, he’s absolutely beaming, using one hand to continue fumbling with the button of his jeans but you slap his hand away and do it yourself, reminding him with a quickly muttered, “Ten and two.”

He’s so excited at the prospect, he’s rock solid already when you free him from his jeans. He scoots lower in his seat, adjusting it so you have plenty of room to lean your front half over his lap, his elbow resting on the middle of your back and his hand gripping your hair, pushing your head down on his erection.

“Fuuuck, that’s it.” He groans, gripping the steering wheel with both hands and flexing his hips as your mouth envelopes his cock. “Ah, I love your mouth so much, baby.”

You hum in response, adjusting your position until you’re able to get him farther down your throat but at the exact wrong moment, because he hits a minor bump in the road and suddenly the head of him rams the back of your throat for a second, making you gag noisily on him and pull back, startled and out of breath.

“Sorry,” He mumbles, “I saw it, I couldn’t miss it.” He strokes your hair gently, hips flexing up so his cock head nudges against your lips, “Please, noona...it felt so good. I need to cum, really quickly, ok? Please~ keep going~”

The way he begs is like music to your ears, and you duck back down into his lap, mouth open and tongue out, slurping and swallowing and bobbing around his thick, solid dick. Jungkook’s a moaning mess under you, gripping the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles are white. He’s practically singing your praises as you work him, panting and rolling his hips with every shift of your head back away from him.

“Make me cum,” He grunts, voice low and desperate. You suck him hard, hallowing your cheeks, making obscene slurping noises as your hand reaches forward to massage his balls through the material of his boxers still in the way. Eyes opening, you notice the fabric is wet from drool and precum and you pull back, admiring the red tip of his cock right when he starts to cum.

Jungkook gasps, bucks, shoots you directly in the eye, and then one of his hands forces your head back down onto his spurting cock, finishing with a cry of your name down the back of your throat. With cum in your eye and sputtering out of the corners of your mouth, you choke on him but it doesn’t last long. He releases you with a panted apology, and then a laugh when he sees the way you’re squinting and grimacing as you pull away from his lap and settle back into your seat, fumbling for a napkin or a wet wipe.

Jungkook is still rock hard even as he laughs, sputtering apologies that you know he doesn’t really mean because he’s clearly enjoying himself way too much at your expense. You can’t be mad at him though, at least, not once you manage to get his sperm out of your eye and you can properly see his handsome face beaming back at you from the driver’s seat.

#jungkook smut #bts smut #drabbles #mine #JUST BC I COULDNT HELP MYSELF #i made a draft for this idea the SECOND that i saw that gif lmao #the draft just said 'jk wants road head and cums in ur eye'#like thats it thats exactly how my brain works #i see a gif i think damn perfect setting for a sloppy blowie

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feliix · 4 years

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Dreamy ✦ KTH (M)

✦ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader ✦ Word count: 3.3k ✦ Rating: M

✦ Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship!au

✦ Summary: You��re finally ready to move on to the next level of your relationship with Taehyung

✦ Warnings: explicit smut, fingering, oral: female receiving, nipple play, dirty talk, praise kink, virgin sex, fluffy smut

✦ Requested by @starlightseoks: mmmmmmmmmm how about a tae + cocktail :)))) ehehhe

✦ A/N: on this episode of kenz tries to write a drabble but it turns into a oneshot jk I had to do it for Lainey bc she deserves it this is sosososo unedited I’m sorry I know its bad plz be nice

✦ Written for the BHQ Drinks and Drabbles game hosted by @bangtan-dreamland

✦ Banner created by the lovely @koophoriia

“So I’ve been thinking,” you begin, hands placed gently on your lap as you meet eyes with him.

It hadn’t been long since you and Taehyung had started dating. Things between you were…slow. To put it frankly, you were a virgin, he wasn’t, and he wanted to make sure that your first time was ‘special’ or whatever. By this point you were so worked up from trying to suggest the deed you had exhausted all options.

Taking it upon yourself, you decided to conduct some research of your own. If anything, you didn’t want to embarrass yourself during your first time. You knew that Tae was experienced, and no you didn’t hold that against him. Have you seen him? Exactly.

“Thinking about?” He questions, raising a brow in your direction as you nervously chewed your lip.

“We should have sex,” You say bluntly and Taehyung nearly chokes on the air he breathes, coughing in return to your candid statement. Not giving him much of a chance to calm down from his coughing fit you speak up again, “I’ve been doing my research and-”

“You what?” He asks as he suppresses another cough from leaving his throat, his cheeks puffed out in an attempt to hold it back, “What research?”

Palms getting clammy, you wipe them on your jeans, doing your best to coax yourself into relaxing instead of dwelling on how unbelievably awkward this conversation was becoming. “I’ve just been reading some stuff online about how to...you know like…make it good for you.”

“Y/N,” he says softly, grabbing at your waist to pull you onto his lap. His broad stature engulfs yours as his arms wrap around your body; you instantly calm in his arms, past feelings of shams fading as he soothes you with his deep voice. “You don’t have to worry about making it good for me, anything with you will be perfect.”

His large hands sweep the loose strands of hair from your face, exposing the supple skin of your face to him fully as he places a soft kiss to your cheek. Sighing in acknowledgement, you rest your head on his shoulder, the woodsy smell of his cologne filling your nostrils as your nose brushes against his neck.

Taehyung shivers in reaction. His neck has always been an extremely sensitive area – something you did know from how far you’d actually gone with him. Nothing below the waist, but hickeys were fair game, and Taehyung loved those.

He rubs your back soothingly, his hands quietly roaming to the swell of your ass before he gives it a playful squeeze. Your back stiffens in reaction, picking your head up and facing him with wide eyes. The smirk on his face says it all, and the way one hand rests on your thigh and the other pulls you into him confirms it all.

Your lips meet Tae’s with lust and desire. His soft lips move gently against yours, his tongue tenderly brushing across your bottom lip to tease you. His kisses were delicate, so faint and sweet that you could tell he was being careful with you. He pulls away for a breather, his breath fanning across your face as he rests his forehead against yours. The look in his eyes was endearing yet filled with lust. It was unclear if he was holding himself back from taking you right then and there or if he was being cautious, taking his time so it would be memorable.

“Want you,” you whisper over his lips, your thighs unconsciously pushing together to ease the growing throb of your core. Tae adjust himself under you by shifting his hips backwards slightly, your clothed center now placed over his growing erection.

“Are you sure, Y/N,” he says sweetly, his mouth brushing lightly against yours as the words fall from his mouth. All you do is nod gently in agreement, your eyes wide as you look at him through your eyelashes. Taehyung can’t help but want you in this moment, accepting that now was finally the right moment to seal your relationship with the deed.

Swiftly, Taehyung places an arm under your knees, his other supporting your back as he sweeps you off the couch. Wrapping your arms around his neck, your head falls into his chest, the comforting smell of his cologne surrounding you once again. It was like your own little safe-haven – his arms holding you like this and his smell relaxing you.

As he makes his way into the bedroom he places you down carefully on the bed, resting your head on the massive heap of pillows. He stares down at you with wandering eyes, raking up and down your figure like he’s assessing what he’s going to do to you. Shifting nervously in your place, you curl your lips into an apprehensive smile, tilting you head to the side in hopes he would say something to ease the weird energy filling the room.

“If I knew you wanted to do this tonight I would have done something more romantic,” he says, a hand meeting the back of his neck as he scratches it lightly. For all this time you had waited, Taehyung had always planned on making your first time special. He wanted all the stereotypical romantic stuff. The rose petals, the candles, the smooth jazz playing in the background. It wasn't like he couldn't have it, though, just not tonight.

Tonight he wanted you right here, right now. Rose petals or not, tonight would be special for the both of you. There was no need for all the ‘stereotypical romantic stuff’ as long as you were with him.

“This is romantic,” you say, pushing yourself up onto your knees so that you could be eye level with him. Taehyung releases a sigh of relief, or displeasure, it was a little hard to tell with the expression on his face. Either way, your instinct was to calm his nerves, hoping it would maybe settle your own in the process.

“If you want me to, I could…” you trail off bashfully as you wander your eyes down to his crotch, staring at the semi-hard on that you could make out through his sweats, and then moving your eyes quickly back up to his.

“You could..?” He quirks a brow at you in question, genuinely confused by your half-baked proposition and suggesting gaze.

“I could maybe,” you take a deep breath, trying your best to build up confidence to actually let the words fall from your mouth, “suck your dick?”

As soon as the words leave your mouth you feel instantly embarrassed. The way Taehyung’s lips roll in between his teeth to hold back a laugh doesn’t help either. Immediately you feel your cheeks heating up, bringing up your hands to cover your eyes in humiliation.

“You’re so cute,” he states, grabbing ahold of your wrists in each of his hands, bringing them down so he could see the embarrassment written all over your face. Pouting in response, you let your shoulders fall, sinking into yourself.

“I don’t want to be cute right now I want to be…I don’t know I want to be one of those things that people are so their boyfriend will actually have sex with them,” you rant, letting a sigh of disappointment finish off the end of your sentence. Taehyung’s reaction immediately changes, his hand letting go of your wrist to climb onto the bed with you.

“Do you think that I don’t want to have sex with you?” He asks as his eyebrows raise for emphasis.

“I don’t know I just- OOF,” Taehyung’s arms meet the backs of your knees, pulling them out from under you so you were laying on your back. In that split second he was now hovering over you, your chest heaving for air as adrenaline begins to pump through your veins.

Taehyung’s face is brought inches from yours, his hot breath warming your cheeks before he moves his lips to your ear, “I thought you knew how hard I am for you already.”

Breath catches in your throat as Taehyung’s teeth nip your ear; arousal suddenly beginning to gush from your core. You can almost feel the smirk on his face from your stunned reaction – he enjoyed this effect he had on you.

His lips graze your jawline, peppering kisses down to your neck until he reaches the collar of your shirt. In one quick motion, his fingers slide underneath the fabric and pull it over your head. Goosebumps cover your skin as your torso is exposed to the cold air of the room. Part of you feels panicked, yea, things between you and Taehyung have gotten steamy before, but this time you knew where things were heading. As you watch his eyes devour your figure, your legs unwittingly begin to cross. The arousal flooding from your pussy was now too prominent to ignore.

Your core throbs in desire as Taehyung’s lips meet the skin of your chest. His hands roam over your sides as you roll your head back. Mind racing with dirty thoughts, all you could think about was how badly you wanted him right now. It was better to amp yourself up now than to dwell on the fears swirling in the back of your mind.

Soon Taehyung was throwing his own clothing across the room, getting back onto the bed completely nude as he rested his body over you again. You swallowed thickly, unsure what to do now that he was naked and on top of you. Your research definitely didn’t tell you anything about this.

He must have been able to sense your sudden change in demeanor as he looked down at you with cautious eyes, “Babygirl? Are you okay?”

His words snap you out of your thoughts, shaking your head as if you were physically removing your worries from your brain. “I'm just…not really sure what to do now,” you say as you break eye contact with him, wandering your eyes down his naked figure.

With a gentle kiss placed to your lips, Taehyung sits back on his heels, pulling your arms so you're sitting up in front of him. One hand reaches towards your back, fiddling with the clasp of your bra. A momentary feeling of relief consumes you as the elastic releases from your body, there really was nothing like taking your bra off after a long day.

You let Taehyung finish undressing you; pulling your pants and underwear down your legs and throwing them off the bed into a messy pile on the floor. Unusually, you have no desire to cover yourself from him. The way his eyes gloss over your figure with such admiration makes you feel safe under his touch – his touch that trails from the tops of your thigh and traces the curve of your side.

“You’re sure you want to do this,” Taehyung asks one last time, one hand brushing your hair back as the other supports his body weight. You hum in response, leaning up to peck his lips gently. He blushes in response, rocking back onto his knees. Tilting your head, you watch his long fingers wrap around his hardening member. You watch in awe as it grows with each pump of his wrist, the silver bracelet adorning his wrist swaying with each movement.

Next he’s pushing your knees up so your feet are placed flat on the mattress. The cool air washes over your dripping core sending shivers through your body. And just like that, Taehyung’s lips are moving south and his tongue is diving into your soaking depths. Involuntarily your hips buck towards him, unable to control your own actions from the pleasure his mouth is bringing you. Taehyung’s thumb soon meets your clit, circling the bundle of nerves gently as his tongue presses flat along your slit.

A moan escapes your lips as you try to find some kind of words of praise to give Taehyung. All you can think about is how good his mouth feels on you; you have no idea how people could manage to form functional thoughts during things like this. If this was just the warm up, how the hell were you supposed to handle the main event?

You let out an airy gasp as his fingers move down to your entrance, circling the hole before dipping just one inside. Unable to resist, your hips jump up towards him as your mouth releases a loud moan. A hand flies up to cover your mouth, shocked at your own body’s response to his touch.

“Eager, aren’t we?” he smirks as his finger pushes into you slowly. Your walls swallow his finger deliciously, adjusting to the new sensation well. Once he notices how comfortable you are, he adds in another finger. You tense up at the added pressure, taking a moment to adjust to the greater size. The mild discomfort quickly disappears as his lips press soft kisses to the inside of your thigh.

Your hips jut forward as his fingers begin to separate, stretching your walls as his fingers move in scissor-like motions inside of you. His other hand is placed on your lower stomach as his lips still trail up and down your thigh, leaving behind a path of residual saliva that catches in the cold air. He does his best to comfort you as his hand gently rubs under your navel, his fingers quickening in pace and spreading further apart to prepare you for the size of his cock.

As your hand reaches down to rake through his curly black locks he picks up his head to meet eyes with you. The satisfaction from the way you take his fingers is written all over his face, as well as some remaining arousal by yours truly. You’ve never seen this expression before – his eyes so dark and filled with desire like they could swallow you whole.

Your stomach churned with anticipation as his fingers reached new depths inside of you. All prior pain was morphed sweetly into pleasure, all things Taehyung was doing was meeting all your current desires but one. “Tae,” you breathe out, a moan-like sound following his name. It was a way to get his attention, not a cry of pleasure. He narrows his eyes in response, his eyes still locked on your expression as he waits for you to continue.

“I’m ready.”

Again, Taehyung is rocking back onto his heels before leaving one last kiss to your clit. His fingers return back to their place on his cock, looking so pretty and delicate wrapped around his fully hardened member.

Slowly, the tip of his cock is being pressed against your entrance. Adrenaline rushes through your veins as you can hear the blood pumping in your ears. Was it nerves or excitement – or maybe a little bit of both? Taehyung surveys your expression before making any movement, looking for any signs of doubt written on your face. All that you give him is another reassuring nod, reaching your hand out for his to hold before he guides himself inside you.

And then it was time for what you had been waiting for all along.

Taehyung pushes into you slowly, your velvet walls wrapping around his hardened member. A muffled grunt leaves his lips as he tries to refrain from screaming in satisfaction. Your tight walls squeezed his cock so nicely, unlike anything he had ever felt before.

“Feels so good babygirl,” he moans as he begins to pull backward slowly, “so fucking tight.”

You keen at his praise, almost making you forget about the discomfort and pressure you were feeling in your lower half. Tears prick the sides of your eyes as you squeeze them shut, desperate to hide it from him. So badly you wanted to get over the pain and push through to the pleasurable parts.

Though your expression doesn’t go unnoticed by Taehyung, who had been studying every inch of your body since this part of the night had begun. Quickly he leans forward, placing a kiss to your forehead, nose, and then your lips before tilting his head to your ear.

“You’re doing great, babygirl,” He whispers, the sensation of his smooth deep voice igniting a fire through your body as his cock plunges back into you slowly. Your velvety walls welcome him once again, this time the stretch more bearable than the last. His size was immaculate, you were sure it was probably a lot even for girls more experienced than you, and he was proud of you for taking it like a fucking champ!!

With a few more slow thrusts, the uncomfortable stretch was no longer as noticeable. Taehyung’s fingers roamed your body as distraction to the pain, finding other areas to pleasure you to awaken your senses. One digit finds its way to your mouth, dragging it down your bottom lip to coat it in saliva before dragging it down your body. The same digit finds your nipple, rolling the perky bud between his fingers before his mouth takes their place.

His tongue washes over your sensitive bud greedily. At this point you're riding so high on lust that all you can feel is bliss. His cock glides in and out of you so effortlessly – like you were made just for him. He doesn’t let that go unnoticed either. Words of praise leave his lips in the form of mumbles, only amplifying the sense of your arousal. You begin grinding down onto him, the slow thrusts he was putting forth were no longer enough to satisfy your need.

“So good for me,” he groans as his thrusts begin to deepen once he recognizes your movements. His tip hits new territory in you that hadn’t been touched before, leaving you screaming his name into his neck. You didn’t know how you had gone so long without this, and you were unsure if you’d ever be able to again.

Now you knew what everyone was talking about. That much desired knot was growing and growing, begging to be tugged and snapped to lead you to your end.

Sweat gathers on Tae’s brow as he bucks his hips harder into yours, the pace of his thrusts quickening as his arms rest on either side of your head. Your hand brushes back his hair to read his face. His eyes are closed and his face is scrunched, he’s focused on his movements as beads of sweat drip down the sides of his face. He’s stunning. Seeing him so fucked out was almost breath-taking, if you breath hadn’t already been stolen by his lingering kisses and steady momentum.

Before you had any time to catch a break he was moving upwards, straightening his back and driving his hips into yours, chasing his high. Extending your neck back, you let out a muted cry – the force of his tip against a sensitive spot inside you beginning to push you over the edge.

The band in your stomach snaps as you chase your release, screaming Taehyung’s name as your back arches off the mattress. It was unlike anything you had felt before; your body felt numb yet so sensitive all at once. Pussy throbbing sporadically around Taehyung’s cock, he couldn’t hold on any longer either.

With just a few more thrusts he was coming undone inside you. The white, hot spurts of cum coated your walls, making you feel so unbelievably full. You had never felt closer to Taehyung as you had in the moment his body collapsed on top of yours, holding you close as you came down from your highs.

“You know I love you, right?” He mumbles into your neck between kisses. A smile spreads across your face as you let out a dreamy sigh, satisfied with the night and the beautiful man you were lying beneath.

#networkbangtan #bangtanarmynet #btswriterscollective #smutcentralnet #ficswithluv #bhqdrabbles #magicshopnet #bangtanhq #taehyung smut #taehyung x reader #kth smut #kim taehyung

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aces-drew · 3 years

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a christmas rini hc bc the hsmtmts special revived me <3

just a cute lil christmas rini fim my bros, just some mushy christmas love shit for y’all hehehhe (not proofread sorry, it was just a braindump lmao)

ricky loved mistletoe growing up.

no seriously, he loved it.

ever since he was little, year after year, mistletoe was associated with everything that made him the happiest - the holidays, winter, ugly sweaters, being snug with someone you love, his parents happy and in love, and the best kind of warmth to overwhelm all the cold

his earliest memory of his parents truly in love was when he held some mistletoe up to their knees and they kissed above him with smiles on their faces and teeth clashing.

it seemed to evolve as sort of a tradition. every year since ricky was 5 years old, he held up the mistletoe for his mom and dad while the entire house smelled of nutmeg while the cinnamon rolls and chocolate chip cookies baked in the oven;

eventually his dad nagging him to do it once he hit double digits while he visibly (fake) gagged at how endearing his parents were for kissing under the mistletoe

until this year, there was nothing that could ruin the innocence of a kiss under the mistletoe

but here he was, winter break of junior year, with half a christmas tree up, his parent’s divorce finalised, his mom celebrating christmas with ted in chicago, his dad drunk on his days off work, and him eating microwaved thanksgiving turkey lunches (that are somehow still a thing) alone

if he wasn’t so fucking angry at all the exhaustion and sadness he was feeling, he might’ve has the emotional availability to cry about it (hint: he didn’t)

so he just resorted to the monotony of waking up every day, doing his homework (yeah it surprised him too dw), facetiming nini, and gaming to keep himself as distracted as he could, actively avoiding the holidays all together

and obviously nini knew the extent to which this all sucked for ricky :(

in addition to the guilt she was feeling leaving for denver in a few weeks, she hated the way ricky’s festive spirit was non-existent this year

she remembered them every year growing up, ricky resembling a puppy getting ready for a walk in the park with each day they got closer to christmas

ricky, even before them dating, having 4 christmas movie marathons planned for every saturday of the month for them to watch on nini’s couch

(die hard of course being one of them because YES, it is a christmas movie, and no, he didn’t take criticism)

her excitedly looking forward to cuddling with him underneath the only non-christmas coloured blanket he didn’t complain about nini keeping on the couch because he knew that it was her favourite blanket that they would inevitably end up cuddled under together

her moms obviously found them passed out on the couch snuggling, nini resting almost on top of ricky, them soundly sleeping with their stomachs full of hot cocoa and their hearts filled with love for each other (and yes the cheesiest and warmest christmas cheer)

god, they fucking loved each before they even knew what love was; if nini wasn’t already the hopelessly hopeless romantic she was, she could scream into a pillow about it

she was so thankful for ricky and the holidays, and ricky during the holidays. she always thought her favourite season was spring but seeing how much ricky loved winter, it was hard for it not to slowly become her’s too

so now as she sat facetiming him and he looked the saddest he’s ever looked, it was impossible for her not to scheme

after a few searches on pinterest and a re-watch of all the new girl christmas and thanksgiving episodes, she got her plan together

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two days later, while ej, kourtney and big red took ricky out for a movie and some pizza, unbeknown to ricky, she used the hidden spare key to get in (break in) to his house

she knew that his dad had been working pretty late everyday this winter so she bet that some quality time with ricky was highly likely

after raiding ricky’s gummy worm stash from the second last drawer beside his kitchen counter, she got everything ready

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‘this really is so nice of you guys, really’

ricky was incredibly thankful for his friends. he didn’t even know what he would do without them, but it was hard not to feel the sting of nini foregoing the movies for a workshop that her denver school was hosting

and of course he tried not to be bitter about it, he was so incredibly happy for her, she was the most talented person he knew, but it also sucked that he would have to do the rest of high school without his girlfriend, the person he loved most in the entire world

‘dude, don’t even sweat it... we know it’s been a rough winter’

and again, if two months ago you were going to tell ricky that ej was more an acquaintance to him, let alone a friend, he’d think something was perpetually wrong with the universe

but here he was, even empathetic

they had eaten, watched an overplayed zombie movie at the theatre and spend some good time together. and even though he was incredibly grateful for the quality time he’d spent with his friends, his social battery was low and his tiredness unrelenting.

so within twenty minutes, he was back on his driveway, taking a deep breath before bracing the Utah snow

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once he walked through the door, he didn’t really even realise the entire living room re-arranged until the smell of his mom’s cinnamon rolls hit him

and then he processed all of it at once; a fort was set up in the middle of the room, the fully decorated christmas tree gleaming in its designated corner and christmas decor uplifting the entire space. fairy lights hung around the fort and the tv had been moved to level with it as muffled christmas sintra rung through the air

the entire gesture winded ricky.

‘hi’ nini’s voice piped shyly from the kitchen

‘hi’

it was safe to say that rick was indeed short-circuiting right now

‘oh my-’ ‘ricky i-’

he didn’t really wait, ‘no me first. what the actual fuck nini? what the actual he-? oh my- i don’t eve- oh my-’

luckily, nini wasn’t as winded, ‘i know christmas sucks this year, i know that everything seems wrong. but i love you and gina, ej, big red and kourtney love you, we’re here. i’m here. i wanted to something for the holidays, ya know? take some agency and plan the festivities for once.’

ricky was still pretty starstruck, ‘by the looks of it, i should definitely do this more.’

her soft giggles were only matched with tears pooling in ricky’s eyes. tears he was desperately trying to control from sliding down his cheeks. nothing had managed to lift this unnerving pressure he had pressed up on his chest till now. and now? now, he was elated. he felt like a fucking cloud. he was so relieved, and so so fucking thankful.

‘this-nini this? this is everything.’ and he meant it. the earnestness in his voice seemed to surprise nini, her eyes suddenly matching his glossy ones.

‘i love you.’ was all he managed to say as he rested his forehead on hers after hugging her, breathing in more of the nutmeg candles she’d lit.

‘one more thing.’

‘what?’

‘look up!’

and surely enough, mistletoe stared right back at ricky, ‘i know this is hard. i know it is,’ she said almost reading his mind, ‘so we make our own traditions y’know, new ones. happy ones. so i thought i’d start with this.’

and that was enough for him to kiss her; he tried to convey all the love and great-fullness and integrity and warmth and honesty he felt, how much she made him feel like he had a home in her, how comfortable she was, how indispensable. most of all, he wanted her to know how lucky he was to be loved by her.

when they finally broke apart, nini raced to the kitchen counter, and when she returned with her favourite non-christmas sunshine yellow blanket and a copy of the die hard dvd, he knew that this winter break was something he could survive.

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houndin-around · 4 years

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Covenant | Maul

warnings; slight age gap? I guess, can’t remember if there’s cursing oops, boss-employee relationship

a/n; First ofF I’M DROPPING THIS BC IT’S A SPECIAL SOMEONE’S BIRTHDAYYYYY!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENNA ILY<3 @hxldmxdxwn

- I’ve been avoiding dropping this because I’m super self conscious about my writing but oh well here we goooo! This is a more modern AU even though I use a lot of SW terms/lore but i’ll probably branch out as we go on throught he chapters. Takes place in coruscant and reader is 23! Maul ios around 30-31 haven’t fully decided yet. Uh hope everyone enjoys this!!

Summary; Getting an opportunity at a reputable company, you’re eager to show everyone what you’re made of. The only odd part is...no one knows who the owner is.

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Curses rolled off your tongue as the silence was disturbed by the raucous alarm emitting from your phone. Hurriedly you tried to silence it, avoiding waking up your partner that is sleeping next to you. The clock read 4:55 am and the sky was still pitch black. Yet the lights of Galactic City never died, it was hard to get rid of the illumination in your room. Even some curtains weren’t enough to block the livelihood, something you still have yet to get used to. Staring up at the ceiling, the dread of leaving the warmth that consumed you whole was winning the battle lulling you back to sleep. Another ear-piercing song flowed out of your phone causing you to jolt upright. Rubbing the back of your neck, a sigh escaped your lips before you tossed your legs over the side of the mattress. From the second alarm, your boyfriend grumbled before turning over, aggressively pulling the sheets over himself.

Today was the day of your brand new job. Anxiety nestled in your gut the more you thought about it so you tried not to. Two years ago you were leaving Naboo and your family after school. It was one of the hardest things that you had to do, and being an adult wasn’t easy or all that it was chalked up to be. Living on Coruscant was a totally new experience. Everyone dressed so differently-- obsessing over the latest fashions, erasing the idea of modesty as well. Luckily for you, that’s when you met Kenth Madon. Upon arriving, your ship was having difficulties, and you needed a mechanic. Out of all the shops around you, you chose his almost as if it were fate. Due to frequenting his shop, Kenth got the courage to ask to see you outside of the permanently grungy, gas smelling establishment. It wasn’t your first relationship, although it has been quite a while. It was nice to have someone give you the type of attention Kenth did.

Since he grew up on Coruscant, your boyfriend claimed to know what real fashion was. Hinting at the fact yours was a little outdated. So, he helped you restyle your wardrobe as you lacked any type of pizazz when it came to fitting in. At least according to him. During your outing, you still were drawn to rather lackluster choices of apparel, but at least it was slightly updated. Slipping on a white puff-sleeve shirt, you quickly tucked it into the black dress pants you were insistent on getting. The reality of putting on this outfit made your palms sweaty, your heart lurch up in your throat. with the realization of starting this new chapter in your life. Grabbing your white one-button jacket, you scanned your room one last time before placing a feathery kiss on Kenth’s stubbled cheek.

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“Next stop: Galactic Square. Please, refrain from getting up early and blocking the exits. Thank you.” the feminine voice echoed throughout the subway train.

You rubbed your hands up and down your thighs, staring out of the viewport of the train. The job itself was competitive and the position wasn’t guaranteed. Nineteen other candidates were presenting their brand new prototypes for QuanCom, as well. The business that created the HoloNet, the Holocomms, comlinks, and much more. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. This job could start you down a successful track, but you didn’t care. It was honestly only for the good-paying credits, since it was hard to find a job degree or not.

With a sudden stop shoving you against the seat, you quickly checked the time on your iPhone. 6:00 am. “Kriff!” you hissed to yourself. You were told work began at 8:00 am, so what in the hell were you going to do for an hour and a half? Being early helped ease your anxiety, though being this early only fueled it-- making it a lose-lose battle. Waiting for the other passengers to exit, you soon rose to your feet, swiftly leaping off the train. Examining the underground tunnels, your eyes shifted all over trying to locate the staircase leading upwards. It was crowded in the subway, yet it didn’t compare to the hustle and bustle that hurried by on the streets of Galactic City.

Humans, Rodians, Twi’leks, and species that you could swear you’ve never encountered before shouldered past you, as if you didn’t even exist. One long blink and an exasperated sigh later, you began to move your feet in the direction of QuanCom. The directions on your phone were confusing. The arrow rotating every once in a while was unable to read your location. Regardless, you continued hoping it was the correct way. The sudden smell of caf penetrated your nostrils, causing you to scrunch up your nose.

“If they sell caf, they probably have some deychin tea and maybe some food…” you trailed off hurriedly toward the small shop named “Caf Project ''.

Inside, it was cozy, brick-lined walls with a large sign hanging over the counter. Swallowing thickly, you stood back just far enough to show you were thinking of what you wanted, but really you were trying to stifle the anxiety welling back up as your mind kept going blank. A jingling sound interrupted your inner battles, and so did the voice of who was walking in.

“I don’t care. I told you to get this done yesterday. Not an hour before I arrived at the office. Is it really that hard to follow through? Do you not realize the utmost significance of this report? I swear I’m dealing with a bunch of imbeciles. Sith give me strength…'' Sucking in a breath, he glanced at you, brow raised. “Shut up for a second, Tannis.” He demanded before turning to you. “Are you in line?”

Your face went completely blank, just a second ago it sounded like he was about to murder whoever he was speaking to. But while speaking to you…his voice was smooth like silk, endearing actually. Swiftly shaking your head “no,” he stepped forward and flashed a warm grin at you, incisors slightly visible. Once again he continued yelling at someone, the barista not even batting an eye. His order was briskly made, though he didn’t even give any notion to what he had wanted. You couldn’t help but examine this stranger before you, attired in a charcoal grey suit that was paired with a very light grey dress shirt with two buttons undone. On his feet were freshly polished black Oxfords, his outfit so simple yet so suave. Once he handed the cashier some credits, you noticed a glimmer on his wrist, by the looks of it one kriffing expensive watch.

Adjusting the lanyard around your neck that holds your ID for QuanCom, the stranger with geometric tattoos all over his face turned to face you. You noticed a shiny stud piercing on the upper cartilage of his left ear. Maintaining some eye contact, you couldn’t help but feel a knot in your stomach. He was quite handsome, and his ivory horns…wow, you thought to yourself, cheeks running hot. “Get yourself together...you’re with someone,” You reminded yourself.

Lips parting, he studied you up and down.

“Good luck.” The words were quietly mumbled as he continued listening to what you assumed to be an employee, on the other line.

“Thank you,” you mouthed back, a sheepish smile tugging at your lips as you continue to fidget with the lanyard.

Maybe, he had heard of the big job offer at QuanCom? Advertisements were flaunted everywhere; it was hard to miss them. Shaking your head lightly, you step forward, showing that you’re ready to order.

“I’ll have a small deychin tea please and…uh- um..a croissant?” Everything on the menu food-wise wasn’t too appealing, but you needed something in your stomach to satisfy the beast. “Uh..how much, sir?” you inquired, pulling some credits from your spotless white jacket.

Shaking his head, the cashier's lips opened to a wide grin, “No need, miss, the man before you covered your order. You’re all set!”

There was that wave of nausea again. Why would he do that? Who even was he? Was it just his generosity for the day? Or did he think you couldn’t afford much based on your attire? Sighing, you frantically think about what you’ll be expecting for this job, continuing on your path toward the QuanCom headquarters. Getting closer to your destination, you glance over your phone, once more checking the time. 7:50 am. Finally, what felt like forever was finally here, and you were so eager to start on a positive foot.

Entering the monstrous building, people were hustling all around you-- confused, lost, and eager to get their days going, as well. You had to remind yourself that you were here as competition and not as a friend for anyone. Though right now, you could really use a friend and some directions as this place was large and filled to the brim. Inspecting the environment, you noticed a few flimsies posted. Maker’s sake, it made things easier by telling you where to go. Padding toward the nearest elevator, you crammed yourself in amongst the other bodies seemingly all going to the same exact floor. Not being able to help it, you held your breath midway until the doors opened on floor 18. Exiting, you followed the tall, skinny woman down the hall to meeting room 1804. To your amazement, it was already quite full, so you took a seat nearest to the door, pulling out some flimsy and a stylus so that you’re ready to jot down any information. The room was white-walled with very little decor besides a large glass table in the center. This is where the fun begins, the long drawn out rules and regulations.

“Alright! Now that we’ve gone over the workplace protocol and the prototype expectations, I will pair you up into four groups of five.” Her voice was raspy, though flat enough to make your eyelids heavy. Everyone around you was also struggling to fight the sleep that tried overpowering them. Names being called brought you back to attention every now and then, but you couldn’t stop thinking about him. “I’m sure Kenth sees more attractive women daily anyway…” you try to convince yourself.

“(Y/N), Fox, Steela, Hardcase, and…Finn. You five will make up group three.” The grouping continued slowly, but the names rang in your mind over and over. “Alright, now that groups are established, get to know one another and start some planning. Each member in your group has a very different degree path; this will help you all utilize one another's skills to create the best results for QuanCom. You have three weeks until you pitch your prototypes to Dooku, the COO.. Remember, 5 pm concludes your workday, so get to it.”

Sitting around your new coworkers, you fumbled around with your stylus, afraid to make the first move for introductions. It seems that you weren’t the only one being fidgety; the gentleman named Hardcase was bouncing his leg vigorously. If you were correct, he and Fox were clones. After the bill was granted clones rights and citizenship, they ended up all over the system. So many felt that cloning was unethical, especially for the fact they were treated similarly to droids. Though it was nice to see the two making something of themselves.

“Guess I’ll start! The name’s Hardcase. Yes I’m a clone, and--yes--I’m perfectly capable of thinking for myself. I’m great with my hands and can assemble anything together. For a short while, I was working as a mechanical engineer for the GAR.” The clone oozed with excitement and enthusiasm, which was quite entertaining. Clad in a pink-hued dress shirt and a blue suit, which matched his facial tattoos. On his feet were freshly polished loafers still tapping the ground.

“Well, I’m Fox. My skills are geared toward CAD and any type of 3D rendering. Once I devote myself to something, I see it through. You can trust me on this project; I assure you that,” he barely showed any type of emotions compared to his counterpart. His attire was dark-- suit, shoes, everything. It said a lot about him and which made you anxious.

“Well, I’m Steela! Researching is my speciality. Problem-solving is also a breeze. I’ll be able to find the answers in order to help us advance to a whole other level! I enjoy leading projects like this, since I know I can keep us on track one hundred percent!” The excitement radiating from her was encouraging. She seemed like a strong woman ready to lead this team to success. She wore brown high waisted dress pants with a matching blazer, and white blouse. On her feet were suede, caramel heel booties.

“I’ll go next…” the young Twi’lek’s voice was soft and elegant, soothing to everyone in the group. Just as she was about to speak the double-doors swung open.

“Asajj, we have a problem,” her voice hushed but full of urgency as she glanced around the room. “Tannis was fired. We need to fill her position. Now!”

“Gods, I knew this was going to happen. I told her she wasn’t ready for this position. Now he’s going to take it out on me,” Asajj let out a long sigh, arms folding across her body. The woman that just emerged looked similar to her, though her face was more relaxed.

“(Y/N), can you come over here for a second please?”

Everyone in the room glanced up at you before continuing their tasks.. Rising from your chair, you crossed the room sliding past everyone with ease. Asajj acted like she was presenting the finest delicacy in the galaxy; arms held out at you.

“I think she’ll do. A tad on the quiet side, but I’m sure Mr. Crimson can work with it,” Her response was more of a question, as both women had their eyes upon you.

“It’s not like we have much of a choice. You cannot run this and take on two secretary positions. You’re going to need the help,” The woman’s pale grey eyes burned into you.

“Fine. Take her to Mr. Crimson. You better hope he approves,” Asajj warned, giving you one last glance.

Quickly grabbing your belongings, the conversation you just had replays in your mind.

“Tannis,”

Why did that name sound so familiar? Who’s Mr. Crimson and why did you have to go see him. Your mind whirled around, anxiety eating away as you set foot in the elevator. It felt like a full rotation cycle before reaching floor twenty. Being led out you walked down a hallway that was decorated lavishly. The flooring was a beautiful dark marble. Each step you took echoed off the walls. Nearing the end of the hall, both of you walked through another set of tall glass double doors. Entering the spacious room, you can’t help but notice the viewport walls. Also catching your attention were two long black desks. They were set across from one another stacked with datapads and pieces of flimsy. Towards the middle was a closed black door that had a frosted glass panel. Without a doubt this room was breathtaking and even though it lacked decor compared to the hallway, the view of Galactic City made up for it. Light knuckles hit against the panel three times, waiting for a response.

“What is it now?” The aggressive tone was enough to send a chill down your spine.

Slowly opening the door to peek her head in. A few words were exchanged before she fully opened the door, motioning for you to follow right behind. Inside was a long glass desk, the legs were black; matching some of the furnishings or complimenting them. In front were two rounded leather chairs, the area rug underneath a bright white. Paintings and picture frames hung on the right side of the room, though you were too afraid to really gawk at them as a gruff voice began erupting again. There he sat, his black leather chair facing the viewports behind his desk seeming to be amidst another phone call. Something about his voice was all too familiar but the fear bubbling inside you made it difficult to pinpoint. Soon enough he swung his chair around slamming the phone down, right hand pinching the bridge of his nose.

“What was so important that you had to interrupt yet another phone call, Leys. If it’s not about numbers, you know, the job I pay you to do? Then leave. I’ll fire you too. I’ve had it with everyone’s complacent behavior. Any fool could be my financial officer, so if you as so step out of line again, you’re done,” The snarl erupting from this man was horrifying, bringing you back to the Caf shop.

It was him! The same eerie tone used then too, and yet he was able to turn it off so quickly when addressing you. Your hands began to clam up, eyes not even daring to meet his.

“Yes sir, I understand I’m very sorry. I just wanted to bring you Tannis’ replacement,” voice quivering, Leys bowed her head and hurriedly left Mr. Crimson’s office leaving you behind, alone and defenseless.

A satisfied chuckle was released from Mr. Crimson as he watched his employee scatter from his office. Brow raised in your direction, his stare intense, a sneer presenting itself. “Well. Take a seat.”

His hand motioned to the smaller round chairs, eyes never leaving you. Pushing his seat back just a smidge, a polished shoe crosses over his left thigh and his hands fold against his stomach. Releasing the breath you were holding in, you padded over to the seat in front of his desk sitting as straight as humanly possible.

“It seems I’m in need of another secretary. But it’s not an easy job-- I need someone reliable, someone organized, and to understand the urgency of when I say to do something, they do it,” Towards the end of the sentence, his voice dropped a little lower, eyes narrowing. “It is a permanent job that is until mistakes are made. Pays reasonably well especially for dealing with...someone like me. Seems Asajj and Leys picked you and they’re typically alright when it comes to the judgment of character.”

Something about the way he spoke to you made your heart skip a beat. Even the way he stared at you had your arms lined with goosebumps. Trying to compile a coherent sentence was no easy feat with his eyes burning into you.

“I-I, um..” fumbling over your words caused your cheeks to run hot. “Well...first off I wanted to thank you for this morning. You really didn’t have to pay for me...but I greatly appreciate it. As for my work, I am quite organized and pay attention to directions given, but I don’t exactly have the experience in being a secretary, which would probably be important…” trailing off, you broke eye contact with him to glance at a red light blinking on his phone.

He barely acknowledged your thanks, just giving a small nod. A deep hearty laugh left his lips, “Any fool could be a secretary, but you don’t seem like a fool. No, just the way you speak and hold yourself exudes intelligence. Normally a secretary is chosen from within the company, as an outsider could be one that would leak vital information about QuanCom to its competitors. Someone that has worked their way up the ranks, whom I could trust. However, due to obvious circumstances here we are. If you so choose to take this job you will have limited access to certain databases as I need you to earn that trust. Understood?” The sneer plastered itself once more upon his face, incisors visible this time.

“Yes sir, I understand. I’ll make sure I do this right Mr. Crimson!” a little bit of enthusiasm worked its way to you, eyes lighting up like Coruscant itself.

“Please, call me Maul.” he pleaded, followed by a half-smirk.

Rising to his feet, he outstretched a hand that you mirrored. His callused hand engulfing yours in a gentle embrace. Just this morning you were going in ready to compete against nineteen other candidates, and here you are sealing a deal with the CEO of QuanCom to be his second secretary. Breaking the handshake, he opens up his desk drawer pulling out a datapad, handing it to you.

“That will be yours. You’ll need it for all the paperwork and emails. You’re free to take it home, just don’t lose it. Asajj will send you some emails tonight that will need to be completed before you come in tomorrow morning at 6 sharp. Once you do that you’ll be set up in our system and able to begin your duties. You’re dismissed for the day, but you will be paid for a full day. Just a small token of gratitude.”

Taking the datapad in your hands, you gave a curt nod, ensuring you understood the importance that was just given to you. Getting yourself together along with your things, you exchanged a few words expressing how grateful you are for this new position. Heading toward the door, you outstretch a hand to grab the handle. Just as you’re about to open the black door, his voice cuts the silence.

“Oh, one last thing, don’t mention our little encounter this morning to anyone. Some may think... I’m beginning to play favorites.” his voice honeyed paired with a smirk and eyes ogling you, trying to take in one last visual before you leave.

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potterology · 4 years

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fave dylb scenes bc I can't get over and I’m already rewatching and noticing little things heheee

- first meeting outside the restaurant. ohh how I love how awkward yet endearing they both were when they finally introduced themselves to one another. rewatching it made me realize that JY was already smitten by SA since the start. (like literally since the start y'all!!! he didn't even know her yet and wanted to stop the car to get SA an umbrella and this was in the first ep!!)

- when JY switched coffee cups with SA bc she spilt her cup and he started drinking it so she can’t refuse even though he doesn’t like coffee. Like he just did it bc he was compelled to do so?? like dude what if she already drank from it??? This scene was so funny to me and I love it cuz I dont think SA is used to being the one taken care of like that so it was just v cute

- when the noona was trying to get them to talk banmal but SA was like oh noooo he’s a superstar. This was cute bc you can actually see that JY was disappointed. Also they keep sneaking peeks at each other lol cute fools

- waiting for taxi scene- this was so freaking adorable. shows how considerate they both are for each other and it’s so freaking awkward when they both realized they were standing there waiting for each other to get a taxi- but like in the cutest way

- when they were both outside that restaurant and SA asked if JY enjoyed his performance at granny’s house and I think this was the first time someone asked our boy if he likes what he does for a living and you can just tell his heart went soft for her(same dude same)

- spontaneous non-date date. ohh I love the first time they ate together at that beer place. they really started to get to know each other there. the mood and how that scene was filmed was just chef’s kiss~~

- rehearsal room we should be friends scene. when homeboy transitioned from moonlight sonata to happy birthday, y'all knew it was over for SA- god damn I would have swoon over too

- by the river “I wanted to see you” scene- high key JY sucks at communicating but I love how he is just so taken by SA that he just flat out says he misses her and as soon as he says it he was almost shocked himself. so pure

- the midnight call. I MEAN. guys. guys. he wanted to just talk to her and ask her out but tried to be nonchalant about it. ahhh they literally portrayed the first stages of dating so well I'm goo for it !!!!!!

- first walk together in the walkway. this was just so adorable. the almost hand holding. the chemistry!! the shy smiles :’’’)

- SA’s birthday when she thanked JY for just being there for her. I love how she quietly acknowledges him and it was such an intimate interaction between them. I replay that scene a lot in my head

- when he ran to SA to give her his signed CD. He was so worried about her he forgot about JK lmaooo. Also the fact the he validated her as a violinist when SA was at a very low point... I mean... boyfriend material ugh

- the scene when SA told JY every little thing he does concerns her and that she didn’t want to feel that way about him anymore. As soon as SA said that homeboy PANICKED!!! I don’t even think he knew how much he liked SA until she said that :’)

- the lunchroom scenes 1) when they were teasing each other and 2) when JY announced that they were dating lolol I love how stoic he normally is but for SA he becomes a softie hehe

-ice cream day date; lol when SA won’t let JY tie her shoelaces bc she didn’t want to fall for him lol ok girl

-night ice cream/ stairs date. y'all know already. shit was just adorable. SA going for the kiss. I melted with the ice cream

- when JY asked SA for her handkerchief!!! it’s such a small gesture but they both knew it had a special meaning and I love how it put SA over the moon. (Also let’s include all the other times we see JY actually use that handkerchief- especially after they broke up. like homeboy was holding on to it for his dear life bc it was the only thing he had of SA~~ my fragile heart!!) ps did we ever see SA get a handkerchief from him???? No??? Sbs give me that pls

- when MS was telling JY in the car that SA has only openly confessed liking two things in her life and one them was JY. He was so flustered and couldn’t hide his smile and dimples... bruhhhhh he was full on swoon. Also when JY heard SA say that she really likes JY like he was so proud of himself lmao he’s like “yeah my gf LIKES ME” lolol

- when the lovebirds fought who was gonna clean up the broken glass at JY apartment. I love loveee this one bc SA has been beaten down so much by everyone calling her talentless that she didn’t even consider how important her hands is to her as a musician. And JY being like honey ur a violist and a musician too- UR HANDS ARE PRECIOUS. This was just v touching. Again showing how JY has always considered SA as an equal despite all the shit people say about his gf. luv him :’)

-all the moments JY just stood by SA’s side and held her hand when she needed comfort. I love how he’s just there for her. His silent support was just enough. (One thing that would have been nice is if we saw SA do the same thing, I felt like the writers were almost there but just didn't go all the way which is a shame tbh)

- Their lil day trip to JY’s hometown. I like how JY was so open to SA here. When he proclaimed that he never felt “this way before” I screamed!! It was at that moment you clearly knew as a viewer that JY never really loved JK. He might have he loved the idea of her, yes. But he never truly loved her the way he loves SA. And his realization of this in that particular episode just made me so so so happy

- Handholding in the bus scene. That shit was so freaking tender bc you can tell how content JY was. He was beyond smitten- homeboy was IN LOVE AT THIS POINT

- when JY dropped SA home. I mean everything about this scene really makes ur heart soft right?? How both of them were beaming? How SA feet probably hurt bc homegirl was wearing heels the whole day and walked another 30 min just so she can spend more time with JY? How she literally ran back to him and JY just had this impression watching her like “my gf is cute af”?? How SA said something along the lines of JY having somewhere to belong to now and you can tell this had a double meaning for him bc at this point he prob considered SA as his home..I was literally mush oh my god.

-break up scene. I know, v painful- but this was a rare one in kdramaland where I actually thought it was necessary for them to split (still wish it was done earlier but alas I'll take it) It was a graceful and needed breakup. Also when JY pulled out that umbrella for her.... bish it was over for me

- SA’s recital. I MEAN HOW IN SYNC COULD THEY BE. I normally skip the musical performances whenever I watch dramas that are music related- but this show makes it so magical I simply could not. PEAAAKKK ROMANCE

- JY’s recital- when he played that last song I was a big mess cuz we all knew it was dedicated for SA :’’) (I listen to this piece all the time now and im so emo when I hear it bc like god WHEN)

- First I love you scene. JY just going for it and chasing his happiness without caring if SA might reject him. We love to see it

-Second I love you scene. YALL. YALLLLL the way JY just releases his breathe when SA said she can't be friends bc she loves him more than a friend will forever slay me. Kim min jae’s acting here was real good. I love how JY said I love you four times and just went for it. top kissing scene in a krdrama for me hehee

- dubokki date. lmao at JY with the spicy level. just plain cute

-the quick side by side peek to JY new album in the last episode. the way it showed how their relationship evolved. how he signed it as “for my love song ah” BISH I WANNA DATE A MUSICIAN TOO NOW

- that lil scene where JY wrote SA’s name as the planner bc he knows she works just as hard as the musicians and deserves the recognition. get u a boy who will vandalize a program notice for u :)

- basically all the scenes at the end of ep 16. I wish all of them were longer. I wanted to see more of them dating and happy!!! But I just love how they are both so INTO each other and you can see how happy JY is bc he finally has that person back that understood him since the beginning and it makes you feel so warm knowing they’re each other’s support system ahhhh I love their love !!

- also just all the scenes that JY looks at SA lovingly ~~ which literally happened since ep 1 I mean they are literally heart eyes emoji for each other every time :’))

- oh oh OH special shout out to ep 11 when JY just can’t stop holding SA’s hands !! the way he does it is so freaking INTIMATE like if I can only describe how I feel whenever I see compilation gifs of that episode where JY just reaches out and holds SA’s hands so steadily and tightly...it’s literally the most heartwarming thing.. idek how to explain what I’m trying to convey but I just vibe with it so much?? it’s so intimate and romantic.. Kim min jae I will die 4 u my love

#do you like Brahms?#do you like brahms #there are more scenes and I will prob go back and add them #I'll shut up soon but I need to talk about it as a form of release lmao #anyways if y'all got dylb thoughts feel free to talk to meeeeee hehehe #also making this list made me realize that Kim min Jae really lives in my head rent free #HIS ABSOLUTE POWER OVER ME #and of course eun bin was just oh so good #I added more #sorry if u reblogged already but I keep remembering more scenes that I love #Audrey

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guccybangtan · 4 years

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keep going - jung hoseok x reader x park jimin

pairing; hoseok x reader x jimin

genre; smut, college au, frat au;

rating; 18+

disclaimers; threesome (hickies/neck kissing, palming, mxm kissing, penetrative sex, blow job/dick sucking, face fucking (its pretty mild), nipple play, hoseok gives off dom vibes but its subtle, hoseok fucks y/n and she's dating jimin (totally consensual Jimin’s there its a vibe) Let me know if somethings missing;

word count; 2.6k

a/n; this was commissioned by an anonymous donor through ChangesWithLuv in support of the Black Lives Matter movement

listen to: whatever sexy song you want, I listened to daddy issues (slowed w reverb) on repeat solely bc I liked the vibes;

“Just come with me to the party this one time! Please, baby girl,” Jimin begged you. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

His words were punctuated by a wiggle of his eyebrows, signature toothy smirk on full display as his eyes formed mini crescents.

You had been in a relationship with Jimin for the better part of two years, having originally met during Intro to Chemistry. It had been the first day of the semester and you, regretfully, were placed in the 8 am class.

You were taken aback when Jimin and all his energy plopped into the seat next to you, slamming his books and coffee onto the table, effectively deeming himself your lab partner for the entirety of the first semester.

While you dreaded attending Intro to Chem in the beginning, you found yourself looking more and more forward to it as time went by, beginning to enjoy the time spent with your new friend.

Jimin may have been a bit strange, but he was actually quite endearing.

He started bringing you coffee from the campus cafe when he stopped for his own, swearing you looked like the walking dead every time he saw you. He also looked at you like you held the stars in your eyes when you explained molar calculations to him, claiming ‘’no matter how hard I try Professor Robertson just doesn’t make any sense!’’

You knew something was up when Jimin walked into class empty-handed one morning, but all of the pieces clicked into place when he held you back after class was dismissed.

“I know things were a little weird in the beginning, but I really enjoy your company,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Would you maybe, I dunno, wanna come grab a coffee with me? Get to know each other outside of chemistry?”

Of course you’d agreed, and the two of you walked hand in hand down to the cafe, giggling like teenagers as you stared at each other over the lips of your cups.

That one date turned into two, which turned into four, which turned into Jimin asking you to be his girlfriend a few weeks later.

Even though you said yes, you’d had your reservations. Early on in your courtship, you’d learned Jimin was a part of Bangtan, the fraternity known to throw the most crazy rager parties. How this fact had escaped you the first 8 weeks of you knowing him, you weren’t sure why, but now that you did know it made you nervous.

“Why does me being in Bangtan make you nervous?” Jimin asked you over coffee one morning after class.

“It’s just- the reputation your frat holds.” You shrugged like that explained everything.

“Care to enlighten me?” Jimin was perched on the edge of his seat, acting as if you were about to tell him the juiciest bit of drama all year.

“That you all fuck anything with legs just to get your dick wet.”

There was a beat of silence.

“Is that why you think I’m after you?” Tongue in cheek, Jimin cocked his eyebrow, looking almost bored as you threw these accusations at him.

“Well... No. Not you.” You shivered under his intense gaze. You’d never brought this up in conversation before, afraid of the possible repercussions.

“What makes me different, then?” Your only response was to stare at him.

What did make him different? You didn’t really have an answer, but you trusted Jimin.

He hadn’t attended any of the parties since the two of you got together, totally understanding of your apprehension.

This party was a special occasion, though, which is why he wanted you to attend so badly.

Hoseok was one of the members of Bangtan, and the party was for his birthday.

The fraternity was notorious for going all out in regards to their members, so this was expected to be one of the best parties of the year, considering how popular Hoseok was.

This party would be no different. You’d seen the info floating around on Snapchat, meaning anyone and everyone was invited, something unusual for Bangtan, because usually you had to know someone to get in the door.

“You know how I feel about parties, Jimin,” you replied from your seated position on the couch.

Jimin had been persistent on your attendance since he’d heard about the party, but he’d been especially antsy since he returned home from his last class.

“I know, Y/N, but think about it! It’s Hoseok’s birthday!” Jimin made his way around the couch and sat on the coffee table in front of you.

He took the book you were reading out of your hands and set it on the table next to him.

“He’s your friend, Min, not mine.’’ You shook your head, reaching back out for your book.

Jimin was quick to grab your hand, pressing a kiss to your palm as he gave you the best puppy dog eyes he could muster.

“Pleaasseee!’’ he whined.

“Only for like, two hours,’’ you rolled your eyes.

“It’s a deal!” Jimin exclaimed, jumping to his feet.

He quickly scurried off to your shared bedroom, muttering about how he was going to let the others know you would, in fact, be in attendance.

The day of the party arrived sooner than you would have liked. Considering the rest of your week following the conversation with Jimin had been filled with tests and essay revisions, it was really no surprise that it was Saturday already.

The weather was warm enough that you opted for a spaghetti-strapped dress with delicate flowers scattered across the white fabric.

It was sheer and silken, like something you’d see in the middle of summer. It rested against the middle of your thighs, providing enough coverage to be modest, but not so much you felt swamped in fabric. It seemed perfect for the occasion (even though it appeared you’d have to prevent Jimin from ripping it from your body).

Even though you and Jimin arrived fairly early, it seemed as if the party was already in full swing.

You made it inside, albeit difficultly, and began the hunt for the birthday boy to offer him your congratulations.

Somewhere along the way you had been handed a solo cup filled with a mysterious liquid that smelled an awful lot like fireball and coke. If you were anywhere else you would have questioned the drink, but considering the fact that Seokjin had been the one to hand it to you, you weren’t too worried.

After searching for Hoseok and not finding him, you and Jimin settled onto the couch with Jimin’s best friends, Jungkook and Taehyung, who were also a part of the frat.

Conversation flowed easily between the four of you, and time was passing by quickly. You found yourself enjoying the party more than you originally thought you would.

“You still wanting to leave?” Jimin’s words were whispered directly into your ear, plush lips gently brushing against the outer shell.

“I don’t mind staying,’’ you shrugged.

“Well, uh- I don’t mind either but, there’s a bit of a problem.’’ He glanced down to his lap where a bulge was beginning to form.

Without even having to look, you rolled your eyes. “What!” Jimin exclaimed, glancing at his friends to make sure they were still oblivious to your conversation, “You look so hot in that dress, baby girl.’’

“So? You can’t wait until we get home?” “Please, Y/N,’’ Jimin purred, “humor me.’’

Sighing again, you stood up, bidding farewell to the others and tugging Jimin down the hall.

“Where to, loverboy?” You asked.

Jimin swung the first door open and pulled you inside, slamming it shut and flicking the lock.

“Where were we?” Jimin turned to you with a smirk.

“My bedroom,’’ another voice rang out.

You nearly jumped out of your skin at the sudden sound.

Hoseok was lounging on the bed shirtless, his feet kicked up.

“To what do I owe your lovely presence?”

“We were just-’’

“Gonna fuck in my bed?” Hoseok cocked his eyebrow.

“Well-’’

“I could’ve at least gotten an invite,’’ Hoseok tsked, “it is my birthday, after all.’’

“Invitation sent.’’ you said.

“Bring it on.’’ Jimin smirked.

“Remember you asked for this.’’ Hoseok snickered as he stood up, looking amused at your lover's words.

“Kneel. There,’’ he barked at Jimin, pointing to the patch of carpet near the foot of the bed.

The blond was quick to follow orders without hesitation. Who knew your lovely boyfriend would submit so easily?

“Not so mouthy now, are we?” Jimin rolled his eyes, causing Hoseok to scoff.

“Pretty dress,’’ Hoseok cooed as he sauntered over to you, lips brushing the edge of your jaw, “It’d look better off, though.’’

He wasted no time and ripped the garment from your body, exposing your soft skin to the chill air of his bedroom.

Hoseok smashed his lips to yours, mouths sliding fervently against each other.

He feathered kisses across your jaw, working his way down the column of your neck and down your chest, finally reaching your breasts.

‘’Hoseok,’’ you gasped as his mouth latched onto one of your hardening nipples, fingers winding their way into his soft red locks.

He laved his tongue over the rosy bud, while he massaged the other with his deft fingers.

After a moment he switched, offering equal attention to both mounds.

“Hobi… mm- want more. Please. Touch me,’’ you whined as he sat up.

He stared at you as you squirmed on the bed, lips parted as pants fell from his mouth.

“I won't touch you unless you beg.”

You spared a glance at Jimin.

Seeing him on his knees next to the bed, pupils blown wide as he palmed himself through his jeans was enough to send another gush of wetness into your panties. It was obvious he was just as into this as you were.

“Please, Hoseok!’’ You mewled, ”I’ve been good,’’

“Hm,’’ Hoseok hummed as he caught you staring at Jimin, “not good enough.’’

Your eyes widened, ready to plead more when any words you had died in your throat.

Hoseok had turned his back to you, moving all of his attention towards Jimin.

“Baby boy’s been a bit neglected, hasn’t he?”

You watched on with labored breaths, enthralled by the scene unfolding in front of you.

You couldn’t hear what Hoseok muttered to Jimin over your own breathing, but Hoseok pulled Jimin to his feet and immediately locked his lips with the blond, tongue swiping gently over his lips.

Jimin’s hands gripped the loops on Hoseok’s pants, pulling the older male flush against his body while he began to mouth at his neck, letting his hands move to caress Hoseok’s hardening dick through his shorts.

You were sure your panties were saturated with your arousal by this point, feeling the fabric stick uncomfortably to your dripping cunt.

“Not fair,’’ you whined, sitting up, ”you’re hogging.’’

You nudged Jimin, attaching your lips to the side of Hoseok’s neck, painting blossoms of red and purple across his supple skin, while Jimin made similar moves on the other side.

As you moved more toward the center of his throat, you found yourself knocking heads with Jimin.

“Now who’s hogging?” Jimin mocked you as he nuzzled his nose against your own.

You momentarily turned your attention from Hoseok to Jimin, letting your lips meet. No matter how many times you had kissed Jimin, his hot lips always made you weak in the knees.

You moaned as he pulled away, wanting nothing more than to ravish him right then.

Hoseok’s hand on your waist brought you back to reality, turning your attention back to him.

“It won’t be long before someone comes looking. If we really wanna have fun we should hurry a bit.

You and Jimin both nodded dumbly, entranced by Hoseok.

“How do we wanna do this?” Hoseok asked as he pulled off Jimin’s shirt, nipping at his jaw.

“You can fuck her if you want, long as you’ve got a condom.’’

Hoseok quickly rummaged through his nightstand, proudly whipping out the foiled package.

“You okay with that?” Jimin turned to you, taking his time to run his hands over your curves, fingers sliding against your soaked panties.

“Please. Hurry.’’ You nodded, grinding onto Jimin’s palm.

“Eager, aren’t we?” Hoseok laughed as he stepped out of his shorts, tearing the wrapper open and rolling it down his thick length.

Jimin made his way around the bed, kneeling next to your head.

You reached up and wrapped your hand around his cock, giving him a few strokes while you waited for Hoseok to line up with your entrance.

“We’ll have to do this again sometime,’’ Hoseok breathed as he began to push into you. “Wanna taste you next time.’’

“Oh, god.’’ You cried as he bottomed out.

He stilled inside of you, giving you a few moments to adjust to his size before he was pulling out and rocking back into you again.

Hoseok was longer than Jimin, but not as girthy. Still, he managed to reach places inside of you that had your toes curling as you felt the familiar knot already tightening in your stomach.

You felt the tip of Jimin’s cock nudge your lips and without hesitation you opened for him.

Jimin began thrusting into your mouth in tandem with Hoseok.

“Hng- Fuck, Y/N.’’ Jimin moaned, “ 'm close. God, your mouth.’’

You relaxed your throat, allowing Jimin deeper access to fuck into you.

It wasn’t long before you felt his warm cum coating the inside of your throat.

He pulled out gently, and you turned your attention back to Hoseok who had begun working your clit as he continued to thrust into you at a steady pace.

“ 'm not gonna last long,” Hoseok grunted, “wanna feel you milk my cock.’’

Hoseok's words were enough to throw you over the edge into ecstasy, walls clenching around his cock as he stilled inside of you, spilling his seed into the condom.

The two of you laid there, catching your breaths before Hoseok pulled out, discarding the used condom in the wastebin.

“Thank you for that,’’ Hoseok smiled as he pulled his shirt back over his head.

“Not a problem,’’ Jimin said, helping you redress.

“It was fun,’’ you added.

Reaching out, you pulled Hoseok into your arms, trapping him in a hug.

He tensed, but returned the gesture nevertheless.

“You just had your dick in me, a hug won’t kill you.’’ You giggled, releasing the man whose face was now as red as his hair.

He shook his head at you, giving Jimin a bro hug before following you to the door.

“Talk soon?” Jimin said to his frat-mate.

“For sure, let me know when you get home. I’ve got more party things to attend to.’’ He rolled his eyes.

You and Jimin left soon after, beginning the short journey home.

“Is it bad I want to do that again?” Jimin broke the silence.

“No, I want to too.’’

“I never took Hobi as a Dom,’’ Jimin pondered out loud.

“Have you seen the man? He screams dom,’’ you disagreed.

“Maybe we can call him for your birthday.’’

“I’m down.’’ You reached out to Jimin for the door key.

Wordlessly, he handed it over.

The silence remained until the two of you were settled into bed.

“Y/N?” Jimin asked.

“Hm?”

“Do you like Hoseok?”

You looked at Jimin with uncertainty.

“Of course I do, he’s your friend.’’

“Yeah but… nevermind.’’ He shook his head.

“O-okay?” You responded.

“We’ll talk in the morning, baby. Get some rest.’’

Rest didn’t come easy, and when it did, you dreamt of all the possibilities the morning held.

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Aidoneus, My Love | myg (m)

➳ PAIRING: hades!yoongi x persephone!y/n

➳ GENRE: smut, pwp, greek myth!au

➳ WORD COUNT: 4.6k

➳ WARNINGS: jealousy, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), dry humping, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, slight edging, orgasm denial, Adonis only makes a tiny appearance bc this ain’t about him it’s about sex.

➳ SUMMARY: Yoongi believes the mortal, Adonis, has stolen your heart, but he will never share his love with anyone else for as long as he is king of the underworld.

“We belong to each other, my love, for all of eternity.”

➳ A/N: he’s back. keeping my big fat mouth shut about this was hard but he’s back. surprise. enjoy getting your guts wrecked by an immortal man god w massive daddy issues. now i can go back to saying he’s dead to me.

—

“What is he to you, my love?”

It sounds less like a question and more of a cold accusation.

“I-I…” You grit your teeth, refusing to answer when he looks at you with such distaste. You’d never betray his trust, yet he believes so strongly you have without allowing you the chance to explain.

“I’ll ask you again, love. Who is he?”

“Nobody, Yoongi. He’s nobody—nothing to me!”

Yoongi looks unconvinced, turning to look out the window at his kingdom. “Then why? Why do you desire his company? Does this nobody please you more than I do?” He growls, clenching his fists, temper flaring beyond his own control. “Do I not satisfy you anymore, my love? Do you prefer that mortal over me?”

“Yoongi…” you breathe, shocked by his venomous jealousy. You rest a hand on his shoulder, feeling the way his body trembles with rage, or maybe it’s fear—the fear that he could possibly lose you. “I would never. Don’t you trust me?”

Yoongi tenses beneath your timid touch. His entire celestial being is torn between this blinding rage and his undying love for you, the desire to trust you. Somehow his temper manages to win tonight, shattering the calm and collected mannerisms he usually displays.

“Six agonizing months,” he seethes, “I patiently wait for you to return and then you bring him, that mortal, down to my realm and beg me to shelter him! I should kill him!”

“No!” You cry, clinging onto his shoulder, desperately begging your husband to not be as cruel as everyone believes him to be. “I love Adonis, but-”

Yoongi latches his hand around your wrist, shocking you by pulling you closer. His obsidian eyes pierce your skin as he hisses, “I don’t want to hear that name. I don’t want to hear your love for that mortal. It should only be my name that passes your lips.”

“Yoongi,” you gasp as his hand tangles in your hair, suddenly pushing your face closer to his mouth. You can feel his breath ghosting over your face.

“I don’t like sharing you, my love. And tonight I’ll make you forget you ever met that pathetic mortal.”

His lips meet yours in a passionate frenzy, roughly pulling you deep in his secure arms. He drops your wrist and moves his hands down your waist, bunching up your dress in his hands. The fabric folds in his tight grip, exposing your legs to the chilling air of the underworld and causing you to shiver.

“All of Olympus should know that you’re mine. Even when you’re gone in Spring, you’ll always be my love.” Those tender words he murmured between kisses erase all the bitterness that had leaked from his lips earlier and you’ve fallen for the man before you all over again.

Yoongi backs you into the bed, not separating for even a breath. His eager hands roam your body, pushing your dress higher until it’s completely off and he’s allowed to explore and worship you entirely.

“This body is mine to worship only. Gods, I want to give you everything,” he says, mesmerized by each mark and curve that makes you special and completely unique. He loves all of you unconditionally.

You’ve melted as his voice warms your body, wanting to collapse into him and be enveloped by his embrace.

“Yoongi…”

His name brings back all the vigor in him, igniting that flame once again. The passion is replaced by his fervent desire.

“That’s right, love. My name is the only one that passes those lips. No one else’s.” His eager hands roam the valley of your breasts, palming and kneading the supple flesh beneath his warm hands.

“But Adonis isn’t-”

“Don’t,” Yoongi silences you with a single word. He moves down your body, leaving no part of you untouched, savoring every caress and moan like his last. Every second with you is a gift, precious and fleeting, not a moment to waste before next Spring.

He pushes you onto the bed as calloused hands run between your thighs, pulling them apart to reveal what he’s been waiting months to see once again. Your dripping pink folds are heaven and sin all in one and he is ready to devour you completely.

Nimble fingers drag up your inner thigh, raising goosebumps in its wake and shivers crawl through your limbs. You practically purr when those fingers brush your outer folds, having been untouched by Yoongi for months. You’ve missed this feeling; the heat rising and tingling pit in your stomach.

“I should be punishing you for inviting that mortal into my realm, love.” Yoongi runs his index finger down your wet slit, earning your pleased sigh. “Do you think a mortal can pleasure you the way I can?”

“N-No,” you whimper as the tip of his first finger teasingly pushes into your heat.

“That’s right, my love,” he smirks, easing his finger into you until he’s reached knuckle. “No one can make you squirm the way I do.”

Your hips rock onto his stilled finger, aching for some sort of relief. Just one finger buried inside you makes you moan, thinking of how all of this is just preparing you for his cock.

“You look like you’re going to fall apart on my fingers alone,” Yoongi says smugly, watching your hips move in a slow rhythm as your pussy takes in his finger over and over. He’s mesmerized, enchanted by your body; your parted lips, glimmer of sweat gathering at your temples, the way your fingers curl around his sheets. He has decided he has given you enough, slipping his finger out and latching his lips around the wet digit to suck off your arousal.

You lift your head to watch his erotic actions as he savors your almost forgotten taste.

“You’re sweeter than the last time I had you,” he comments, returning to come level with your folds. “Spread your legs,” he commands and you don’t hesitate for a second to open yourself up to him.

“Yoongi,” you whimper, feeling nothing but his gaze on you and the anticipation building up. “Please.”

His tongue attacks your clit first, flicking your sensitive bud and sending waves of pleasure through you as your back arches off the sheets. His tongue swirls, licks and sucks your clit until you're writhing on the sheets and moaning his name. A strong coil in your abdomen builds as he continues his assault.

He adds his fingers next, pushing his first finger back into your tight cunt and pumping. When he decides your wet enough, he adds a second finger. You cry out when he begins to curl his long fingers against your velvet walls.

“Don’t come,” he growls against your core when he feels your thighs tighten around his head and your legs trembling. “I haven’t forgiven you yet, my love.”

His endearing name for you is more of a taunt at this point.

“No,” you whine, unable to hold yourself back from rocking yourself against his mouth.

“Are you going to disobey me? You know what will happen if you do and I hate punishing you.” Yoongi stops completely, pulling back from your desperate movements and watching you with stern eyes.

“Don’t stop, Yoongi,” you plea, spreading your legs wider to invite him back to attend your dripping core. “I-I promise I won’t come.”

Yoongi’s disinterested gaze turns to the window where all of his realm can be seen, ignoring your attempts to satisfy his demands. “Then promise me this too—you won’t see that mortal ever again.”

You sit up, gaping and unable to repeat his words, “you can’t… I won’t.”

Adonis is not your lover. He’s a friend, a friend you’d like to protect from Aphrodite’s scornful lover, Ares. Yoongi won’t hear your explanation, unable to even bear hearing his name. His fears of you leaving for good are too overwhelming.

“Why not? Will you really choose that mortal over me?”

“I’d never leave you, Yoongi. I’d never choose anyone over you.”

“You only say that because you’re stuck with me,” he chuckles bitterly, “otherwise you’d never return. Do you regret eating those seeds?”

“Never! I’d stay here with you forever if I could. I come home because I love you, Yoongi!”

You can tell he’s beginning to slip away, lost in his intrusive thoughts as his frown becomes deeper. You doubt he has even heard you,

In the soft glow, Yoongi’s features suddenly turn empty, devoid of any emotions. “Fine,” he coldly says, “keep the mortal here if you please.”

“Wait, Yoongi, please don’t go.”

Before you finish, your husband is already out the door and striding down the hall towards the courtroom where he will likely reside for the rest of the night.

You pull the sheets around your bare body and lay against the bed, giving up the fight as tears falling down your cheeks and you drift off to sleep. Why must he be so stubborn?

—

Like Yoongi said, you were permitted to bring Adonis into the underworld where he would be safe from Aphrodite’s scornful lover and his ruthless attacks. You haven’t spoken to Yoongi much, not being given the chance by your husband who prefers to bury himself in work and sleep in separate bedrooms.

You rarely see him anymore and when you do, Adonis is coincidentally glued to your side, too afraid to venture off by himself in the darkened halls of the underworld.

“Your husband doesn’t seem to be very happy,” Adonis whispers as he watches Yoongi walk past. His cape billowing behind him as he hastily walks to his throne room to ignore your stares. “People always said that the king of the underworld was a cold man. Is he really this way with you?”

“No,” you shake your head, “he’s a good man. It’s just-” How can you tell Adonis the reason Yoongi’s being so cold is because of him? “He is feeling unwell.”

“I never knew of a god that could fall ill. Perhaps you should attend to him instead of staying with me.”

“I-I don’t think he needs-”

“He is your husband and I am just a guest. Please go,” Adonis urges.

You’re pushed in the direction of the throne room and Adonis waves you off as you timidly enter. The wooden door creaks open and Yoongi’s attention is brought to you. The courtroom is empty, no shades in sight begging for mercy or forgiveness. He’s free of distractions so hopefully, he will listen to you this time.

“What are you doing here?”

“Won’t you listen to me, Yoongi?”

“I’m busy,” he says, despite the echo in the room from how empty it is. “Another time.”

You walk towards the vacant throne by his side. The one that he set there for you only. It’s been kept clean in your absence, dusted and polished for your return.

“The days are passing by quickly. Soon it’ll be Spring and I will return to my mother.” You choose to sit on Yoongi’s lap instead, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Time is slipping away from us. Is this really how you want to spend our time together?”

Yoongi stays silent, looking off at the marble pillars, jaw clenching. You move your hand to brush his cheek, tilting his face towards you.

“I only want to protect him from Ares’s wrath. I don’t love him the way I love you.”

“I know,” he finally breaks his silence. “I can see that now. I just… couldn’t stand the thought of you with that mortal, choosing him over me. I was afraid.”

“You were envious of a mortal man?”

“Perhaps I was,” Yoongi sighs, “Imagining another man kissing you and touching you made me go mad.” His hands move to your thighs, pushing up the material of your dress.

You shift to straddle his lap, a smile playing at your lips as your thumb brushes over his lips. “If you forgive me then, my love, shall we continue the other night?”

“Oh, you’re still eager for more?”

“Of course,” you say, “I missed you. Six months is like an eternity away from you.”

Yoongi peppers kisses along your jaw, nipping and biting marks into your skin. He no longer wastes time being gentle with your delicate flesh, deprived of your body for far too long. His fingers grip the underside of your thighs, anchoring you to his lap and pressed against his growing erection.

You're exposed and already dripping pussy presses against his hardened cock, moving against him to gain friction. Your head falls on his shoulder as you push your hips on his clothed cock.

“Are you really going to make a mess in my throne room? What will the dead think of their queen if they were to see her fucking herself on my lap?”

“Ah, Yoongi,” you gasp. His finger presses against your clit, flicking the bud as your body thrusts against him. “Then take me to the bedroom.”

His finger moves faster against your clit and he makes no move to comply with your orders. “I won’t be able to sit on this throne without thinking of you coming all over it. We’ll stay here.”

Your eyes widen, surprised that he’s willing to risk someone walking in on the two of you. Your husband isn’t one to share a moment like this with anyone.

“But s-someone will see us…”

“Let them see. I want you to come all over this throne. Every time I walk into this room I want it to be tainted with this memory of you.”

The thrill of anyone walking in to see you is exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. Your moans already echo in the room, doubtful anyone hasn’t already heard what is going on.

Your hips rock against him as his fingers continue on your clit. Your arousal stains his dark pants, becoming more evident each time your pussy moves against his lap. As your hand bunches up the fabric of his cape when you approach your electrifying climax, your moans get louder. The lewd noises echo in the room and Yoongi chooses to silence you by capturing your lips in a kiss, muffling your cries.

Faster and harder, you grind onto Yoongi, chasing that euphoric high. Once you feel a coil in you snap, spilling out in a hot gush, your hips stutter and you release a choked moan into Yoongi’s mouth. You ride out that high slowly as his fingers still on your clit, still kissing you and caressing your bare thighs.

Yoongi pulls away from your addicting mouth to watch your fucked out expression with a hungry gaze, watching you like vulnerable prey. “I am going to ruin you tonight, love.”

He moves to grip your thighs as he pushes himself off his throne, not caring about the messy state either of you are in as he walks through the barren, dark halls towards your room.

Your trembling arms cling around his shoulders as you're still trying to catch your breath. His fingers dig into your soft thighs, probably leaving new bruises for tomorrow that you’ll admire in the mirror. Your adoring husband will apologize, but you’ll kiss him and tell him you liked it. You love everything he does and will continue to adore and worship him for eternity.

Yoongi enters the bedroom and swiftly kicks the door shut behind him with a powerful bang. At the foot of the bed, he throws you on before climbing after to hover over you. You push aside the stray onyx colored bangs matted to his forehead to reveal his stern brows. “I was envious of that mortal.”

“Yoongi…” you start, hoping he won’t try stirring up more unnecessary trouble.

“But then I remembered he’ll never make you feel as good as me,” he says smugly. “Isn’t that right?”

“Won’t you forget him already?”

“How can I? I’ve been plagued with thoughts of him touching you for days now. I want everyone to know that you’re mine and I am yours.” His hands caress your thighs again, slowly sliding up the material of your dress and you arch your back to help him slip it off your body. His hands trace your curves delicately as if he were touching glass. “We belong to each other, my love, for all of eternity.”

You couldn’t agree more, tugging him back down to your lips by the lapel of his coat. Your mouths mold together perfectly, made to touch and fit like a puzzle. His tongue swipes over your lower lip, teeth nipping and playfully tugging. You allow him to do whatever he pleases to please you.

“Your clothes, Yoongi,” you whisper, as the cold metal of his buttons presses against your bare skin.

Yoongi reluctantly pulls away from your heavenly lips to kneel above you, unbuttoning his coat and pulling the string of his cape off. His top goes first, exposing the pale skin beneath. You bite your lower lip as your hand reaches out to touch his smooth skin, grazing the waistband of his pants.

“No touching,” Yoongi orders, moving off the bed entirely to unbuckle his pants. As soon as he frees cock, springing against his abdomen, you’re aching for him once again. You can only stare at his thick, engorged cock, standing tall for you. “Get on your knees and suck.”

Your body moves on its own off the bed, quickly and eagerly landing on your knees before him. When your hands move to take hold of his cock, he pushes them back.

“I said don’t touch,” he growls, sending move shivers down your spine and straight into your core. “Don’t touch and I’ll reward you.”

You force yourself to glue your hands at your side as Yoongi guides himself into your open and willing mouth. He pushes himself into your wet mouth, groaning as you take him in. Your tongue instinctively flattens against the underside of his cock and your head bobs slowly, not taking the entirety of his length in yet. You’re trying to adjust to how big he fits in your mouth, but Yoongi is impatient.

His fingers knot in your hair, thrusting himself into your mouth until you’re gagging on his cock. His entire length reaches the back of your throat and you try to relax yourself to prevent choking. However, Yoongi doesn’t seem to care much, lost to the hazy lust clouding his mind. He hasn’t had you for months, he’s been deprived of your touch and desperate for that again.

“Gods,” he groans, “you’re taking me so well.”

You can barely take a breath between his rapid thrusts, trying to resist the temptation to rub your clit as his cock moves in and out of your mouth. His hips move at a quicker pace when his hand reaches down to cup your jaw, thumb running over the saliva that has begun dripping down your chin.

“Look at you,” he darkly chuckles almost breathlessly, “you’re a mess.”

You moan around his cock, hearing those words turn you on even more and you can no longer resist the urge to touch yourself. The burning in your core is overwhelming and you try to sneak your hand over your clit to satisfy the incessant throbbing when you notice his eyes are closed.

As your finger presses down on your still sensitive clit, your body jolts and another moan escapes you. Your middle finger runs along your slit, feeling your wetness glide along the digit. It’s so easy to just slip the tip of your fingers past your clenching folds. You manage to run your fingers over your swollen clit twice before the vibrations against his cock force Yoongi to look down in wonder.

His eyes find your hand between your slick thighs, trying to pleasure yourself without his knowledge or consent.

“Disobedience, my love,” he says through gritted teeth, “is punishable.” He pulls himself out of your mouth, finally letting you gasp for air. “I said no touching. Get on the bed. Now.”

You know the look in his eyes warning you not to disobey him again. Weak, unsteady legs push yourself up and you collapse into Yoongi, pressing your hands against his solid chest, trying to gain support from your husband but he pushes you away and onto the bed. Before you can react to the sudden roughness, he’s on top of you, alighting his cock with your soaking cunt. He holds himself up by his forearms and looks you in the eyes, commanding, “You won’t come until I say you can.”

Then Yoongi swiftly sheaths his thick cock in your walls causing you to cry out at his sudden intrusion. Your husband is ruthless, pounding into your tight pussy in a rapid, unrelenting pace. Your legs wrap around his waist to anchor yourself onto something otherwise you’d be pushed off the bed at the pace of his powerful thrusts.

As his hips meet yours, he groans, unable to take his eyes off the sight of your perfect lips moaning and whimpering and the way your breasts bounce with each thrust.

‍”Yoongi,” you breathlessly cry out along with other nonsensical babble, fingers digging into his shoulders and marking crescents onto his skin.

One of his arms reaches down between your connected bodies, finding your clit and pressing down. A jolt of pleasure runs through you, all the way to your fingertips, with each of his thrusts. Toes curl and legs wrap tighter around Yoongi’s waist as your back arches off the damp sheets.

“Remember what I said?”

“I-I…” you barely recall his words, too lost in the feeling of his hand on your clit and his cock slamming into your dripping cunt. You can feel yourself reaching your climax with the way you clench around him and your stomach tightens.

“I’ll remind you then.” Suddenly his finger comes off your clit, his hips halt their movements, and his hands unwrap your legs around his waist. You don’t even have a chance to grab onto him before he pulls out of you completely, leaving you empty and begging for him to come back. “You’re not allowed to come until I say so. You forgot that, my love. This is your punishment.”

You can already start to feel that euphoric feeling in your core start to fade as you whine, “no, Yoongi, I didn’t forget. Please continue!”

Yoongi ignores your lies and presses kisses down your neck, marking your flesh with blossoming bruises. His wandering hands move to your breasts, cupping your tender flesh in warm palms. “I don’t believe you, love. I deal with the most cunning and wicked liars every day. You’re going to have to do better than that.”

He teasingly brushes your folds with the head of his cock, making you squirm and try to move your hips to take him back in your tight walls. Instead, he grinds himself between your folds but not entering you. It’s torture feeling him on you but not in you. His thick cock runs over your soaked core, covering himself with your juices.

You decide to give up begging for him, instead, you try demanding, “I want you now, Yoongi. I-I want your cock in me, stretching me full. P-Please, love, I need you.”

Yoongi grins, loving the filthy words you speak and complying with your wishes. He gives no warning before pushing back inside your velvet walls once again. He continues his brutal pace, groaning as you clench around him.

You’re being painfully stretched full, loving every second of it though as your orgasm begins approaching rapidly once again.

“I-I want to-” you cry, trying to hold yourself back from coming before he lets you. “Yoongi!” You nearly shriek as he stops his ministrations again. A smirk on his lips as he stares down at your bleary-eyed and frustrated expression.

“I know you’re not good at controlling yourself, my love.”

“Yoongi, I won’t come, I won’t! Please keep going!” You plead, trying to rock your hips around his cock still stuffed inside your walls.

“Gods, you make me absolutely weak when you beg,” he murmurs, grabbing hold of your jaw as a wicked grin forms on his lips. “But it pleases me even more when you’re screaming my name.”

Yoongi pulls himself all the way out, teasing your folds with the tip of his cock before ramming back into you. This time he doesn’t intend on stopping, tired of his game and more interested in watching you writhe beneath him.

“K-Keep going,” you moan, gasping when his hand returns to your clit to rub harsh circles on the sensitive bud. You’re quickly unraveling beneath him, moving your hips to match his thrusts and pulling the sheets between your trembling fingers. “C-Can I?”

Yoongi can tell you’re on the verge of orgasming with how tightly your delicious walls clench around his cock and desperate whimpers escape you every time he thrusts into you.

“Not yet,” he growls, pushing one of your legs wrapped around his waist over his shoulder to allow him deeper access into your cunt.

You throw your head back further into the mattress as your back rises off the bed. His cock is filling you deeper than before and hitting all the perfect places.

You want to come so badly, unable to stop the tears from welling up in your eyes. His grunts and uneven breaths in your ear only fuel your desire. The hand not assaulting your clit, tangles in your hair, gripping the roots. The burn of your locks being pulled on adds to your need.

“I can’t,” you cry, as your pleasure threatens to erupt. “I can’t.”

“You will.” Yoongi’s threatening tone and authoritative look has you clamping your mouth shut so only whimpers come out. “You’ll be a good girl for me.”

You bite your lip, nodding your head and intaking a breath as his cock hits that perfect spot inside you over and over. Your legs tremble around him, the one on his shoulder falls and allows your legs to be spread wider. Your body is tense, desperate to find release as he rams into your core.

Yoongi can feel himself reaching his own climax and he buries himself into your core.

“Y-Yoongi,” you choke, letting the tears you’ve been holding back fall. You’re so overwhelmed and you can’t hold yourself back any longer. “Yoongi, p-please.”

The intensity building up in you starts to burn and your tense legs begin to ache. You can’t do much to help yourself, just sob and tremble.

Your husband, unable to watch you shed tears, nods, “come then. Come all over my cock, love.”

You come hard, riding out your pleasure as he continues moving his hips. Your hand tangle in his dark hair, eyes squeezing shut as your orgasm takes over, flooding you with toe-curling pleasure.

The way your walls squeeze around his cock help Yoongi reach his own climax as he comes inside your pussy, filling you up with his cum. He lets out a shuddered groan, head falling into the crook of your neck as his pulsating cock empties inside of you until the white liquid is leaking out and spilling onto your thighs.

Yoongi slowly pulls out of your gushing core, plugging you up with his fingers to stop it from dripping on the black sheets. You groan when his fingers touch your slit, wanting to roll over on your side and rest.

“Careful, my love, the sheets will be ruined,” he chuckles softly, watching your eyes flutter shut.

“Mm,” you moan, trying to move away from his fingers stuffed inside you, speaking in fragmented sentences, “clean later. Sleep please.”

Yoongi lays beside you, hand still between your legs as you turn to curl up against him. “Fine,” he sighs, a peaceful smile on his lips as he stares down at you. “Goodnight, my love.”

You can rest easy tonight knowing you’re home in his arms and there’s no other place you’d rather be than with him.

#bts #bts smut #yoongi smut #btssmutclub #bangtanarmynet #kwritersworldnet #btsguild #yoongi fanfiction #bts fanfiction #bts scenarios #bts reactions #bts drabbles #yoongi x reader

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suga-kookiemonster · 4 years

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Ok Ashley, first of all when I saw the gif you used, I know you were about to FUCK ME UPPPP. Alright bubs, buckle up this is gon be a RIDE cus phew I am the biggest hoe for ego. I’ve literally re-read the whole series MULTIPLE TIMES and it’s never NOT funny, like I still cackle at the same jokes every damn time. Anyways, yes let’s get it. I love how you’ve used common tropes like fuckboy!jk, fratboy!jk, college au, F2L, and onebed, but have completely made it your own. Like I feel like even if

you posted your work under some other pen name, I’d still recognize your style and work. You have a very specific voice? Very “YOU” BRAND of writing and that’s probably one of the HARDEST things to achieve as a writer. Mc is a delight and the way she be low key losing her cool over sleepin in the same bed as kook has me cryin cus girl I FEEL YA. “just a t-shirt advertising your university’s Segway club that you had swiped off a table for free during freshman orientation” HAHAHA mc and I are the

same fuckin people is2g cus free is for me. ALSO DUDE, “Jungkook softly, but audibly inhaled, like he was gearing up to say something of importance” BUT WHAT WAS HE GOING TO SAY?! I need to know, it’s for science. Also, high key endeared that he calls he “noona” cus I’m a pervy old lady and a lady could dream ok. Yes, now we get to the good stuffs, cus motherfucker would I love to wake up to kook’s morning wood wow he really be like a man buffet- he’s both cute and dashingly sexy. “attempting to

smooth your expression into one of ignorant unconsciousness as adrenaline pounded through you. Your eyes were closed, but that didn’t stop you from feeling his close proximity as he gingerly leaned over you to scope out your face” OMFG THE WAY MY BLOOD PRESSURE SKYROCKETED. Ngl been there and it’s SO uncomfortable like can he NOT feel my heart falling right outta my ass??? Kudos to mc for keeping composure (cus I wasn’t able to oops) kinda interested in what the situation woulda looked like had

he known she was awake tho?? “really? … fucking really gonna do this now?” HAHAH OMG “the way he was using the clothes he had apparently grabbed from his bag to hide his crotch from your view” the consistency in your writing is SO IMPRESSIVE like… when I read ego I see it as a move in my head bc of all these small, but important, details. They both migrated towards each other uwu that is SO CUTE, esp with kook as the big spoon wrapped all around her ughhh my heart. And the way she grabbed a

plate of food for baby boy has me SO ENDEARED, it’s so sweet the way she’s thinking of him and his favorite food. Ok, BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT NAMJOON AND LISA, cus Namjesus they totally boned that night didn’t they?! The whole breakfast scene had me ROLLING “jungkookie lost his hands in a tragic paragliding accident” and “…like he was sitting there smiling at you, eyes sparkling like he was a big titty anime girl?” honestly, I gotta hand it to you, there has been no fic that makes me laugh the way

ego does. The dialogue, the pop culture references (re: pimp my ride, fear factor, “Squidward”, etc), the humor KILLS ME. You seem like the funny af friend in the group. Like “baby wine doesn’t exist because that illegal. and, frankly, immoral.” “But I would just like to state for the record that I’m the one who passed through her vagina.” “Tore it too, from what I hear” HAHA OMFG THEIR BANTER IS A+ bff shitting on each other and I’m living for it!!! The whole laser tag scene was pure gold.

The way lisa started opening up, jk’s cocky ass, mc/joon’s mess of team work, the way jungkook calls mc “babe” instead of “noona” (what’s with that anyways? He wanna be seen as manlier or something??), the return of the god of destruction, “Yeah, well you also have no upper lip” HAHAHAHA ok but I actually love jk’s sparce upper lip and buck teeth, it’s just so SWEET &ENDEARING. “You watched his tongue roll in his cheek as he considered you. It was sexy” HELL MFING YES IT’S SO SEXY!! I love this

characterization of jk- he’s very layered. He’s sweet, charming, sexy, dumb af, and annoying all at the same time which makes him feel vvv real to me. And now the smut. The fact that they’re in the same position as the other morning, but unlike last time, she’s ready to do something about it. The mouth on that boy omg reminds me of “do you kiss your mom with that mouth?” from an earlier chapter phew. I love that he’s focused on prepping her with all the grinding and fingering. While v sexy, also

shows he cares about her pleasure in that he wants her to enjoy penetration. The bit when he’s just dazed when she’s urging him to get a condom has me chuckling- is he THAT shook that it’s actually happening?? “He slid the rubber on with shaky hands.” Makes me think that he’s both nervous and excited and it’s more than just one time fucking to him. And the way she asks to ride him phew, she really be LIVIN THE DREAM that’s my ultimate fantasy let’s be real until he opens his dumb mouth “Hop on.

Please remember to fasten your seatbelt and for your safety keep all items stowed beneath the seat in front of you until after takeoff” OMFG HE’S SO ANNOYING HAHAHA “You placed another kiss on a pebbled nipple, intrigued when you heard him swallow a moan. Emboldened, you circled it with your tongue, scratched it lightly with your teeth. Jungkook whined, and the sound shot straight to your clit” FUCK THAT’S HOT. I am 10/10 a hoe for nipple play. Holy shit, and the way he pulled outta her cus he

knew he wasn’t going to make it in time for her to cum too, so he opts to eat her out first. We LOVE a man who prioritizes female pleasure!! Hnng and the way she agrees to continue fucking even after she’s already came and the way kook just GOES TO FUCKING TOWN ON THAT PUSS had my vag ROLLINGGGG damn I really feel bad for whoever is sharing a wall with them rn cus that headboard RIP my heart “I win” wtf dude his pillow talk SUCKS ASS. Just when she thinks she’s not just a game to him, he pulls

this shit. It’s probably just a dumb af joke cus we know my bby be competitive as all hell and also ain’t that smart, but damn. Not. The. Time. UGHHHH I just want to squish their faces together and be like "TALK TO EACH OTHER PLS- this is all a terrible misunderstanding" TL;DR my panties are wet, my heart is broken, and I kinda wanna knee kook in the balls. Thank you for this update!! Masterpieces are ALWAYS worth the wait!! It's bitter sweet that ego is comin to the end. Sending all my love

PHEWWWWW, THIS REVIEW!! 😭😭💕we still have one part left, so i’m not gonna confirm or deny any of your assumptions. but OMG, i’m so touched that my work left this big of an impression on you! your commentary made me smile so big 😩😩😩 truly, thank you so much for enjoying my wacky fic and my wacky characters. it really means a lot to know that people love my babies as much as i do, and that they’re actually as invested in the storyline as i am. ego was my first fic for the bts fandom, so she’s really special to me and it makes me happy that others enjoy her 🤧💕 and that you enjoy my writing style 😭😭😭pls 😭😭😭

thank you again for your sweet words. hopefully i can finish ch 8 sooner than later!

#fic: ego #lcksndkys #asks

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mediioxumate · 4 years

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What are you favourite things about Kaito and what would you change in v3 if you had the chance?

ask me about my hc’s! || anon || always accepting!

so my fave things about kaito are everything --

but in all seriousness, I love his positivity and determination, and that he’s just so EXCITED about everything in life? i love that his passion for space comes from a place of just wanting to know and learn things. he wants to be apart of it all, and it’s so endearing to me.

plus like, not to be adhd on main, but i also love that he relates everything back to his hyperfixation bc what a mood but also it’s this very special/specific brand of creativity that i really love!

but i also really loved what he went through in the ch4 trial from a writing standpoint, because as adaptable as he is, his adaptability is defined by adapting things to him, and not the other way around, and he was confronted with a situation where That Wasn’t Possible. and he had to work through his shit to get the resolve he has in ch5 and i have so many feelings.

AS FOR THINGS I WOULD CHANGE IN V3, the main thing is just. throws the whole ending out. there are pieces of it i liked/found clever, but overall i am not a fan of big ass retcon endings like that. i also have mixed feelings about kaede’s fate - in a vacuum i honestly loved it, having a protag turn like that was excellent, however with her specifically being a female protag, and with that being a big deal and the way they marketed,,, as much as i adore shuichi that Fucking Sucked. i felt like v3 wasted some potential as well with like,,, pretty much all the students are ultimates but feel like they haven’t earned that title, or are still in some kind of training (which is the same way i feel with sdr2 and the way dr3 made them ultimate despair instead of the fact that they all had some level of unhappiness/trauma within their talent that would be EASILY manipulated)

#muse; kaito momota #thank you for indulging my rambles #i was gonna write more but i gotta go to lunch and can't save asks here lmao

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(2/3)I also love math and sciences and want to work in those fields in the future. I actually in love with music and the way it makes u feel I know how to play the piano and can sing. I listen to aesthetically pleasing and punk songs on a daily basis. I am also a fairly good painter and love to draw and Paint in my free time. I painted all my friends calculators so yea. I committed to my aesthetics and try to make my fashion portray it aswell .I am naturally tan.Brown short hair & eyed . 5'4.

(1/3)Hey can I ask for a haikyuu matchup. I am an infj whose a ravenclawish huffelpuff . I am REALLY loyal with my friends but if they need there head to be straightened i wont hesitate to do so. i dont put up with anyone’s bullshit either if some ones offence i will call em out but other wise I am really kind and caring to the people around me . I am quite easy going and free spirited but if I feel like an odd one out I get really insecure.

(3/3) I m usually passive unless assertiveness is needed and thrive on independence.ILOVE little things that make me happy like watching a good tv show ,having a really good conversatio with some one.LOVE TEA AND HOT CHOCOLATE WITH ALL MY HEART(unironically drink horlicks)rainy days are the best.I really enjoy a day out with my good friends but i also really value my time alone to focus on myself.HUGS ARE MY THINGB OK CUDDLES I AM THERE.Iam big ass crackhead am not afraid to show people who I am

Hi!!! I’ll answer on this ask so you can get the notification!!! I really do hope you like who I matched you with bc it was all so clear to me and also he is one of my top two favorite characters (I’ll leave ya for a wild guess on the first ;D ) BUT I hope you like it and I hope you like him and you like this!!!! (Ishmel let me use the name and I have consent to do so so there’s that!)

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I ship you with: Yamaguchi Tadashi!

Yamaguchi was paying attention to math class, writing down the tasks that had to be done in teams and ready to pair up with Tsukki, when the teacher handed out the pairs that were to work together. He felt a small jolt down his spine, already hoping that whoever he was to work with he got along with, or that at least they were not judgemental. As he was deep in thoughts you approached him; “Hi, I’m Ishmel I think we are supposed to be working together”. He blushed, as you had caught him off guard, Tadashi shook your hand and smiled, accentuating his already red cheeks, “Yamaguchi Tadashi, nice to meet you”. He scoot over so that you could sit besides me. Yamaguchi is not a good conversation starter, so for the beginning he just made kind remarks and handed out ideas for the math work; silently admiring the art scribbled on your notebook and how cute your clothing was, specially how cute you looked on it…wait what? He blushed shaking the thought away. He really hit it of with you as a partner, he was grateful to have someone so kind and nice with him, so he had no problem opening up. While he was working he noticed you took his calculator, and started to absentmindedly draw on it. When you noticed him looking you quickly handed it back, apologising for the intrusion as it was almost a custom of you to draw on your friend’s material. Yamaguchi shook his head and handed it back “No please continue! It looks amazing and you are just getting started, I actually like it!”. Smiling you complied and the two of you kept on working.

The project was finished in about a week, a week in which the both of you got to know each other pretty well. Yamaguchi was slowly falling for you; he found your personality amazing, he loved how kind you were but how you knew how to stand your ground and call people out when needed. He also loved how open you were with what you loved, Yamaguchi loves science and talking to you about it was always so amazing, like you just got each other so well, and bonding over shared interests the two of you became close friends. He admired your skills, he loved to see your drawings and if you showed one to him he would tell you that you are really talented. He fell in love with your free spirit and honestly all about you but poor Yams did not think you would like him back, he was so smitten.

Yamaguchi had been teased by Tsukki non-stop on how he had not told anything to you yet. Naturally you had gotten pretty close with the tall blonde too, even if you had to stand your ground against him sometimes. Tsukki knew you would say yes if Tadashi asked you out, and was frankly annoyed at him for not doing so, so he called him out. Yamaguchi decided that he would try, he was going to ask you out.

Yamaguchi approached you, his face redder than ever, his hands shaking like crazy. He sucked in a big breath and handed out some beautiful markers with a little heart note attached. “Ishi…would, would you want to come with me? Like…on a date?” he spurted out, already tasting defeated even before you answered. However he was taken aback when you hugged him “Of course Dashi, I was hoping you’d ask”. He was such a gentleman, he passed for you to your house and took you to your favorite tea shop, he was beyond happy with how it turned out.

You two are goals together, your relationship is like a powered up friendship but with all the perks of being out like kisses and unlimited cuddles. This boy loves cuddles, at first he was shy but after a while prepare bc he is a cuddle-bug. He respects your alone time and likes that you respect his too, he appreciates that you do call him out if he ever does something wrong. He loves how genuine you are and when you are a little sillier he finds it hilarious and sooo endearing. He is very proud of you overall and is your number one supporter.

Headcanons

He loves to listen to you play the piano and sing, he actually has a very sweet voice so he likes to join you.

He loves to see you draw like he cannot get enough of it, he loves everything you do

He will slowly grow more confident and he is very honest with you, he would never hurt you but he is good when giving feedback.

You and him like to trade music, he likes the punk songs you listen to and hopes you like his taste in music

He is very detailed oriented and will make small things just to make you smile, he loves your smile

Your conversations always flow, they are never superficial, silence is never uncomfortable

Rainy days always consist of being cuddled in the couch, drinking tea and chocolate while watching your favorite shows and movies

Pls go to his matches to show him support, if he pinch serves and sees you cheering on him (bonus points if you draw him a cardboard) he will melt and he will give it his all.

#yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi #haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu matchups #haikyuu matchup

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