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imichelle-l-rigby · 7 months

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Reflections: Cillian Murphy’s Limited Edition

Season 3, episode 3

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*I am a music prof (predominantly classical vocalist), and I LOVE listening to Cillian’s music choices! That being said, sometimes I won’t like a song simply because of a vocalist (it’s a professional hazard - sorry!) 👩‍🏫

** The following are my own observations/opinions. We may not agree, and that’s ok! That’s what makes music fun! 😊

*** I wouldn’t say I’m well-versed in Cillian’s music preferences, but I do enjoy them (for the most part). I always wind up adding to my own playlists after listening to Cillian’s recommendations.

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First of all, thank you so much for your patience as I compiled my thoughts! It’s a busy week at work and there’s been a lot of things happening in my family. I appreciate y’all being willing to wait!

And finally, my thoughts on episode 3:

🎵Set 1 (Midnight in a Perfect World - Sister Midnight)

Midnight in a Perfect World: whoaaaa. This is so ethereal and gorgeous and techno but not. Love! 😍

I already like this episode better than last week’s 😂😅

Side note: as crazy as this week has been, this song is perfect right now. The insistent background and bass are steady enough for the irregularities above it. Somehow it’s calming/therapeutic.

Sister Midnight: a classic. While Iggy has never been a favorite of mine, I appreciate this groove!

🎤Talking break

His poor dog! 😂😅 🐕

Ah, finally a mention of Bowie! Shocked it took him this long!

MAMA CASS!!!!!

That horrible moment when you realize you’re almost the same age as Mama Cass when she died 😥😢

🎵Set 2 (Didn’t Wanna Have To Do It - Sinatra Drive Breakdown)

Didn’t Wanna: omg this is so beautiful. She died so young, but DANG. Her voice was so gorgeous! And this song!!! Omg!!! Again, love! 😍 ✨favorite song of this episode✨

I’m definitely assigning this to a student sometime soon 😂 🤫

Summer Rain: ooh, saxophone! 🎷 this started cool as a sax solo, but then it became a bitonal (2 keys at once) performance piece! Niiiiiice! Massive respect. I like how sometimes the 2 lines fit, and then sometimes they really don’t.

Dreaming in Another Language: I am loving the bass and background lines! So fun! And I’m not sure why, but this reminds me of “Rain” by the Beatles? I’ll let you know if I ever pin down why it reminds me of that song 😅

The distortion at the end DEFINITELY sounds Beatles - but like ‘68 not ‘66 ish.

Sinatra: much more rock n roll! This is not what I expect when I see “Sinatra” in the title 😂😂😂 I definitely hear a “breakdown,” but it’s also a pleasant surprise how chill the vocal line is against everything else.

🎤Talking break

Oooohhhh a reading!

Fun fact: I do introduce Wendy Carlos to my students when we discuss electronic music.

I need this book.

🎵Set 3 (The Shining - It Takes a Muscle)

The Shining Main Theme: so if you recognize the tune at the beginning, that’s the theme for the Dies Irae (part of the Requiem). Very famous tune and tons of composers quote it (although there are other settings of the Dies Irae text). The early electronic/synthesized sound is not my favorite timbre in the world, but still, this is a big moment in music history.

Side note: I’m a wimp and can’t do scary stuff. I’ve never seen The Shining. Or 28 Days Later. I had to watch A Quiet Place 2 with the sound turned off. 😅

It Takes a Muscle: this techno islander vibe is amazing! 😎

🎤Talking Break

Yay! Covers!

I do not know what French movie this could be. 🤷‍♀️

🎵Set 4 (Camille - Recat)

Camille: the beginning reminds me of Adele? Why?? This is nothing like Adele! 😅 but I do find the sample intriguing! I’m like “ooh… what are they saying??? Sounds dramatic!!” And more than that, I think it highlights the musical qualities of speech. Even when you don’t know what’s going on, there’s so much still communicated. That’s part of why music works! It’s a fascinating line of study!

Side note: Leonard Bernstein’s lecture series The Unanswered Question explores the above-mentioned speech qualities within music. They’re on YouTube

Intellijel Bell: the beginning sounds like a phone ringing, and I was a little confused when it switched to this song 😅 I guess that’s why “bell” is in the title? But another good example of composers/artists using “sound samples” as music. 👍

Recat: oooh! A nice pace changer! And if you haven’t figured it out by now, I LOVE me some complex rhythms! 😍 now this also has a lot of “headphone sound effects,” where you get that whoosh effect as the sound “travels” from 1 ear to the other. It’s a cool technique, even though it leaves my ears super confused 😂

🎤Talking Break

Tone and atmosphere: yes you can discuss them, but it’s a skill, for sure. I teach a whole class on writing about music.

2020 - only he could make that year sound good.

More whispers

The confusing Yorkshire mystery man!

Dude, actually loving Yorkshire man’s story today! 😂👍

🎵Set 5 (The Prickle-Holly Bush - Only Love Can Break Your Heart)

The Prickle-Holly Bush: once again, I am professionally (and personally) SO INTERESTED in folk music! Love this song! It’s got amazing harmonies, and the vocal production is so humble. It’s hard to describe, but it’s gorgeous. It’s a wonderful reminder that this is music of the people, closely tied to local culture, and ANYONE can join in, regardless of training.

Ok, rant over. Maybe. 😅

Only Love Can Break Your Heart: I feel like this is a “music whiplash” moment going from 1 song to the next 😅 Very pop, and I do like the lyrics.

🎤Talking Break

Ah! This guy was in No No (loved that song)!

🎵Set 6 (Alive Ain’t Always Living - I Saw)

Alive: I like this vocal line/rap. It just teeters in the edge of spoken/sung. Maybe you could call it sprechstimme, but it doesn’t seem to do this justice.

I Saw: whoa. Again, a strong juxtaposition! Very aggressive beginning paired with a chill main vocal line. But I think it’s got some strong lyrics, which is definitely a Cillian thing. But I will say the “brush your teeth, wash your face” section is hilarious! 😂

🎤Talking Break

Young Fathers record comment: boys to grown men. Wow. A great concept!

“When did it come out? I’m not quite sure”

🎵Set 7 (People Are Pissed)

People Are Pissed: this sounds like it belongs in a musical. I could easily see this being performed on stage, but it’s also got these atmospheric movie score qualities. The sudden pauses are a major appeal in this song. But what’s with the video game sounds?? 😂😂😂

🎤Talking Break

Ok but I’m actually ok with him making a “cover version” ident because all his idents have me ROLLING. 😂

🎵Set 8 (Inner City Blues)

Inner City Blues: YES this groove is so smooth. 😎 I really like this! Gil Scott-Heron’s got a loooooovely timbre to his voice. It’s like he’s a crooner. 💯 and the lyrics are amazing, as is the saxophone and other instruments used here! Phew! This is one heck of a song!

🎤Talking Break

Ask a reasonable question!

“Eminently reasonable question”

Of course he’s reading more Claire Keegan

I love how he gets so distracted while presenting 😂

Ooh! Archive material!

🎵Set 9 (King Harvest)

King Harvest: ooh, that Hammond organ! And he’s got some fun belt technique!

Side note: is it a coincidence that Cillian chose a song mentioning a union? 🤔

🎤Talking Break

Ok, but him forgetting to mention something is soooooo relatable to me this week! 😂😂😂

“If you can think of something reasonable to ask”

NINAAAAAAA!!!!!

🎵Set 10 (Mississippi)

Mississippi: I love Nina. While I think Ella Fitzgerald has the most beautiful jazz voice, Nina (and Billie Holiday) are tied for the best storytellers (at least in my book). Anyway. THIS SONG. There are so many powerful songs from the Civil Rights Era (and the decades prior), and this is one of them!

Side note: Nina is a FABULOUS pianist! If you haven’t seen this clip of her from the Ed Sullivan show, you should! She freaking improvised counterpoint!!!! 🙀🙀🙀 I am OBSESSED.

🎤 Talking Break

“See what I mean? She’s kinda untouchable” - yep. She really is!

🎵Set 11(Hard Drive - Mrs. Robinson)

Hard Drive: this is what “living in the present” means 😂. Nah, I like this.

Mrs. Robinson: YES!!!! You better believe I had a hardcore singalong while listening to this 😂😂😂😂

🎤Talking Break

I love when you hear a cover before the original. No particular reason. Just do!

🎵Set 12 (Big Black Mariah)

Big Black Mariah: very bluesy! Specifically country blues. 💙

🎤Talking Break

Noooo it’s the end!!!

“Thanks a mil”

“Miraculously they all seem to be in the same key”

I’ve never heard “saxophonist” said “sax OFF an ist” 😂

“Mind yourselves”

🎵Set 13 (Electric Ballad - Goodnight World)

Electric Ballad: I love the contrary motion and imitation in the lines! The electronic sounds are a bit strange to me, but it’s early days for electronic music, so of course they’re playing with their new toys.

The Lighthouse I: ah, it’s like the horns from tugboats or ships passing! Cool!!! And the hums are a neat effect as well.

Side note: I thought at first it was a bunch of hearings of Concert A, like the instruments were tuning, so I was a bit confused 😅 but I checked and it was a D, not an A. 🤷‍♀️

Goodnight World: omg it’s Goodnight Moon but not!!! 🙀🙀🙀🙀

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daydreaming-jessi · 11 months

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How about some fun facts about Lew and Krang?

While traveling through space, both were interested by earth and its enormous natural satellite, the moon! They decided to check out earth, but forgot to account for the moon’s gravitational affect, and so they ended up crashing into earth, rather than landing. Lew was very disappointed in herself for making such a rookie piloting mistake… Krang was just glad they survived.

After all their grand road-tripping across earth and space, Lew and Krang have developed a mutual love of music. They become mega fans of an alien electric band called ‘The Fi-0’s’. They both dream of attending one of their grand concerts one day. Krang will also develop a love for oldie music and record players, he loves ‘Everybody loves somebody’ and ‘Fly me to the moon’ the most. Lew loves music with lots of deep bass, and will do most anything with something playing in the background. She even has a fighting playlist that krang plays to pump her up and keep her in sync. If you hear music, you know lew is up to something.

Lew is an earth name, because her actual name is unpronounceable for human vocal chords. (You need multiple sets to pronounce it) She was once asked to sign a petition, and in a panic, saw a license plate spell out L3W and put that down. The person thought it was just a funny way to write E, and that’s how she got her earth name :D Krang do not do names, so Krang just calls himself Krang cause that’s what he is. It does not get confusing when multiple krang are in the room :))))

Krang and Lew both love nature and biology, they go on research expeditions all the time, writing down everything they see and photographing it. This is where Krang starts to pick up his photography and scrapbooking hobby, keeping all the fun pics he took of him and Lew having fun for himself instead of putting them into their research journals. He’s very sentimental ❤️ Lew loves the camping aspects of it and seeing cool places and hanging out with her good buddy krang.

Lew loves to fly, she’s dedicated her whole life to it. She settles for driving land based stuff when her ship crashed, and she loves fixing up vehicles and modding them out, she’s actually a pretty adept automotive engineer, just not as advanced as krang. She makes a good grease monkey, being able to lift cars up with her hands, but there are some aspects of cars that require more human shaped and sized hands. Good thing she’s been turned into a shapeshifter. She’s also technically a rocket scientist, since she’s a spaceship pilot. Lew is kind of a genius, dang. Too bad folks don’t really appreciate that about her. Most people think of her as a meatheaded jock, and that may be because she doesn’t show off her smarts a lot, just her muscles, but her intelligence is how she and Krang were able to travel cross country for so long (that and a few grand theft autos… but does it really count if they were scrap cars they fixed and souped up?)

Krang loves trying new foods, figuring out what on earth is edible for him and Lew, and what may be dangerous for them. He also finds out he loves stuffed animals, they make burrows and nests warm and cozy, and they let him give them big hugs. He also has a love for coding, it’s like a fun secret language he’s in on. He’s better at mechanical engineering than bio engineering, unlike a lot of other krang.

Lew loves exploring fashion and romance novels, despite being aroace, but especially a romance novel with a grand tear-jerking reunion in it, reunions make her sob like a baby in general. She’s not sure why, they just cause this huge wave of emotion in her for some reason… She also loves astronomy, it’s a good way to feed her space faring itch.

Lew chose to use she/her as a her pronouns cause she likes the ‘sshhh’ in she, and Krang chose he/him because he likes ‘hehehehe’ but that’s about it. Argenauts have a different way of doing things than earth, and Krang don’t actually have biological sexes, they reproduce through krang goopy stuff eventually developing into egg clutches that eventually hatch and are raised by krang designated as brooders.

#jessi doodles #tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #lew and krang au #rottmnt oc #rottmnt krang #rise of the tmnt #rise krang #rise oc #tmnt oc #tmnt krang #fan ocs #it’s just a fun mix of dream core and vapor wave #I think that’s lew’s thing.

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heartbeatkitty · 2 years

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This is one of those songs for which the cover is vastly more. More successful, more skillfully arranged, and just better.

Full disclosure, I listened to this version first and got used to the melodies and rhythms, then took a look at the original just for comparison. And wow. The original comes off deeply dated, and not great. It’s so very 1983 that it flattens the song, with those creepy robot vocals, thick 80s production, and a vocal performance that’s turned to 11 the whole way through. The lyrics, filtered through the prism of the music, fail to stand out, and the singing is cheesy as hell and not fun to listen to. If I strain, I can hear the strength of the melody and see the potential in it, but that’s only if I give it my most charitable ears. Hearing it in passing, I’d probably shut it off. And there’s no way I’d be able to see what Moyet and her production team turned it into.

Ever since listening to it, I’ve become obsessed with this song. It’s so much better than the original, it’s staggering. First of all, there’s the novelty in Moyet keeping the initial pronouns, turning it from a bog-standard het love song to something much more thorny and queer. What a love triangle! We know she’s singing it about a woman, hence all the she’s and her’s, but we don’t know the gender of the you. I kind of like to think that you is a man again, same as the original, which would make it super bi - a fact I always appreciate. (I’m working on a playlist of genderfucky 90′s love songs with bi overtones, and this is one of the essential tracks - right up there with White Town’s “Your Woman” and Belle and Sebastian’s “Seeing Other People”.) With this interpretation, lyrics like “Oh what else can I do/But try to give her more than she got from you” take on a new quality - a woman haunted by the spectre of her lover’s previous M/F relationship, beset by jealousy, and trying her best to make this relationship worthwhile, compared to what she had before. That is far more interesting than the original, in my opinion.

Then there’s the music, which everyone says is very Pet Shop Boys - and I’m not about to argue. It’s got all the hallmarks of their music, but because PSB’s sound is so timeless, this song has that same gorgeous quality, with a real sense of dignity. I like it way better, and I find it conveys the drama of the lyrics in a subtler and more effective way. On that note, there’s also the arrangement. Many parts of the original tune are kept, but not all, and the most prominent melodic change is an improvement. Rather brilliantly, in the chorus, instead of the weird monotonous robot vocals repeating “she keeps whispering your name”, Moyet just sings “but she keeps whispering your name”, lets the violin do its PSBish thing, and sings “she keeps on whispering your name”. It’s tasteful, and much easier on the ears.

And then there’s Moyet’s own performance. I said in my last post that I loved all the shades of her voice, and I meant it. Alternately throaty, girlish, brassy and big, it’s all over the place here, and each choice suits the song marvelously. I especially love how as the song progresses, she sings more and more parts in a pushed chest voice, as though she’s getting more desperate by the second. It’s just fantastic. As much as the music and arrangement are improved, it would still fall flat if it didn’t have a great vocalist at the helm. And Moyet is more than great. She’s stellar. This whole track is stellar, and I’m probably going to listen to it another dozen times tomorrow because I like it just that much. (Btw, there’s also a Vince Clarke remix of Moyet’s version. It is...exceedingly Vince Clarke. Worth listening to once for novelty, but don’t go in expecting the grandeur of the best Yazoo tracks. It’s more like Clarke took one of his Erasure instrumentals, in all of its simple, low-key, bubbly synth glory, and stuck it underneath. And by this time, Moyet and Clarke’s artistic styles had diverged so dramatically that it’s no longer a pleasure to hear them together; it’s odd and a little disconcerting. He favours a very clean sound, and that’s not what this song requires.)

#alison moyet #excellent music

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julialouisdreyfest · 2 years

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Mido Skip Interview

First off, for the people, in your own words, who are you, what do you play, where are you from, and what is the name of your band?

My name is Ethan! i play guitar and sing, I'm from Fishtail, Montana, and the name of my band is "Mido Skip"

We definitely played a lot of shows together like 5-7 years ago, and it seems like the scene has changed a lot since then (as they do)... is that true? For better or worse? A little of both?

When I entered the punk scene in missoula, to me it seemed like it was dominated by punk rock trios who were all a few years older than me and were inspired by bands like the Lawrence Arms, Hot Water Music, and RVIVR. I had completely missed the scene era, which I think a lot of people were trying their best to not be associated with. I remember everyone was so excited that I had a band and was just playing regular punk rock because I was so young. Now, every band in Missoula is so young and so different. It's inspiring to me to see that kids see it as a viable creative outlet, and I'm so happy to see that opportunities are there for music and art. In 2014, people made fun of me for playing rock and roll because dubstep and hip hop were so ubiquitous and seemed like the obvious path forward. there were less people at shows, everyone was meaner, it was gross and smelled like cigarettes and pbr. It was better.

In general, outside looking in, Missoula always seemed like such a strange scene, since you had a combo of locals that were cool, and then ⅓ college kids that were cool, ⅓ college kids that weren’t cool, and ⅓ college kids that were too cool… which made it seem like it was potentially difficult to get any real leverage, since it was always in flux. is that a fair assessment? Curious to hear how you guys tried to/still try to navigate that, especially as a punk band, and not like a reggae cover band or string band or something.

This is a point I love talking about, because Missoula has such an incredible assortment of what kinds of music people are into. If we were in a bigger city, or just a more crowded area, I would have never played with bands like Tormi or Walking Corpse Syndrome or Baby and Bukowski. but the fact that Missoula is so small and such a tight-knit community means you always have the chance to play with someone radically different, and I love that! It also cracks me up that figureheads in the scene change every 2 semesters.

Apologies if I’m misremembering- Mido Skip is a sort of duel-fronted band, with Ethan and Alasdair doing leads on songs intermittently (There’s a reason you guys are called the Beatles of Missoula) first off- is this true? And if so, did you guys write songs separately, and bring them to the table together? Or write together? Or a little of both?

I am so honored to be called the Beatles of Missoula! Alasdair and I mostly shared vocal duties in go hibiki, along with Emory. So far live, I have been the primary vocalist with a microphone for Byron so he can make fun of me in between songs. I'm certain once we record our new songs that Alasdair will have a myriad of vocal parts, though. The songwriting process for us has most often been me bringing in a barebones version of a new song, and us going through it over and over to fill it out or add stuff in!

I’m being told that we aren’t allowed to call the subgenre of emo “skramz” anymore, and it’s just emo or post-hardcore. Was this all just a big practical joke, and this term was never allowed to be used, or are we sticking by calling it skramz still? If so, would you consider Mido Skip to be a skramz band?

Skramz is tied for my favorite genre with country. The term is cool as all hell, we should continue using it and use it more often. I think it started as a joke, and sort of spiraled out of control ala the term "twinkle daddies". But you know what else started as a joke and spiraled out of control? Me turning Mido Skip into a skramz-country band and I love it.

You guys don’t seem to be active, which makes us all the more honored and stoked that you are coming down for the fest hehe…. Are there plans to maybe start chugging back into things in the future?

We played a show on January 29th, 2020 and I kept saying to everyone I was going to work so incredibly hard on making 2020 the year of Mido Skip and I accidentally invented the novel coronavirus also known as COVID-19. BUT!!!!!!!! We've been writing a bunch and are starting to record the greatest album by any band in Montana very soon. It's going to be even better than Tarkio Live on KBGA.

What’s keeping you busy artistically, these days? Any new Go Hibiki stuff in the pipeline? Is Burial Etchings playing shows?

I'm not sure how much I can say about it, but Alasdair is the most dedicated recording musician I've ever known and he's working on so much cool stuff. And, when Byron isn't busy making a great horror podcast and doing sweet art for t-shirts, he's working on music that always blows my hair back. I have a few solo songs I've been recording, but I've mostly been working to make the new Mido Skip material as close as I can to the vision I see in my head. I think Go Hibiki is dead for good because Sagat tore out his eye, and he got Burial Etchings too.

When’s the last time you watched the King Elephant documentary?

Alasdair and I laughed so hard when we read this question because we both work at the same place and we watched it at work. There's a short scene where I'm fighting sprinklers and I wish it was extended.

Over/Under - yes, we all hate pitchfork, and yes, this is like… “their thing” but dammit! It’s too much fun not to play! I will give you a word/thing/idea, and you just have to say if you think it is underrated or overrated, and feel free to expound on your reasoning as much as you’d like, or not at all!

-Glocca Morra

Split with Summer Vacation: BASED! Just Married: CRINGE!

-Biga Pizza

CRINGE!

-Drop D teles with capos

BASED!

-SpongeBob SquarePants

BASED!

-Tie-Dye

CRINGE!

-The Blair Witch Project

I tried to watch it once but started crying during the previews because there's something wrong with my brain so - CRINGE!

-Rockin’ Rudy’s

CRINGE!

-Cats (The animal)

BASED!

-Cats (The musical)

BASED, CHAD and JELLICLE!

-Reddit

CRINGE!

-Super Smash Brothers

CRINGE!

-Wikipedia

BEYOND BASED!

I Think You Should Leave with Tim Robinson

pretty good

You can catch Mido Skip during this year's fest at Nova Center on August 6th at 8:15pm!

#midoskip #billingsmontana #jldviii #julialouisdreyfest #dreyfest

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stickynotestoletters · 3 years

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ugggh so I am a dirty little slut for sal fisher and I had a thought about it sooooo,,,,

Sal Fisher x GN (masc body) headcanons of what he's like with you

this is gonna be very heavily influenced by the fact I am sleepy and really wanna write this rn!

Warnings: Non-canon-compliant (Sal lives, Larry lives, Todd doesn't go crazy, no murder), some NSFW stuff, switch-bottom leaning Sal, Service Top Sal

Highschool

When he first meets you he's, hands down, the most flustered he's ever been before

Like, he's really into you

He just sees you in the hall and immediately blushes

he goes around his days as usual and stuff still but now he's eyeing you whenever you come into view

it's cute, he looks like a little kitten peering at you from around the corner because he’s too shy to say something

Larry makes little jokes about it and always tells him to talk to you

"wow, what a stalker" is his usual line when he finds Sal looking at you from somewhere

he musters up the courage to talk to you in his junior year when you wear a Sanity's Fall's shirt to class one day

from then on you two talk together whenever you have class and stuff

your parents move into the apartments in your senior year because of a demotion and you and Sal start hanging out outside of school

He finally asks you out on the last day of senior year

You and the gang go out to the football field the night after graduation

after they clean up all of the equipment for the stage

You guys end up smoking a blunt because Larry brought some of his stash and, hey, what's the harm?

You and Sal end up laying in the middle of the field while Larry chases Ash and Todd around on the bleachers

They're laughing and howling at the moon so you two just listen

Sal takes his mask off cause he feels more comfortable laying with it off

He takes out his pigtails and you comb through his hair for a bit

You look him in the eyes and just stop brushing your fingers through his hair long enough for him to look up at you

your eyes both meet and you two just stare

You see the stars in his eyes

Sal just thinks "You're the prettiest person I've ever seen"

"what?" "uhhhh....nothing"

"It's okay Sal!" You giggle at him and he giggles too

you both start giggling at each other and you two hug each other

still, just facing each other, heads tucked into shoulders, chests pressed so tightly together, legs intertwined

It's calm

He feels safe

So safe and warm

It's wonderful

So he sighs and says" I think I'm in love with you"

And it's an accident

He doesn't regret it, not processing it until you say "I'm in love with you too silly"

And you stay like that

no panic or guilt

just tucked away into each other

The gang goes to 7/11 that night-morning really it is 3 am-and get slushies

all of them are teasing you guys as you hold hands on the way there

it's cute

He's cute

You're cute

You both feel warm in the jackets you switch from each other

it's cute

"God the stalker finally got the victim in their clasps, another tragically happy ending" "Shut it Larry Face"

College

You both end up staying in different places after high school

You take a year off college and stay with your parents at Addison Apartments and Sal moves into the gang's house

It's nice, you see each other regularly for dates and ghost hunts

it's blissful

Then Sal starts having his nightmares again and you come over regularly for sleepovers

it's months into this routine of going home, getting new clothes from the apartments, go out with Sal, come and sleep at his place to help with nightmares, repeat that Larry has the most brilliant idea

"Why don't you just move in with Sal? You practically live with him anyway."

This is in front of you two, you're both at the gang's house and drinking some morning coffee

Sal not really jokes and agrees

And then you genuinely agree

It's a big moment for you two

Sal wanted you to move in right away but was scared his nightmares would affect you or you two wouldn't end up working out

So you two complied and stayed where you were

But this is gonna be an actual conversation where he is up for it and knows you two are stable

So you talk about it

You two agree

And you end up moving in that day

it's not that hard since most of your clothes are over there already

It's basically just moving your bed, knick-knacks, and bookshelf in so that's just the big things since you have a queen

It's bliss from there

you both settle into a nice routine and after you start college Sal decides to focus on his music for rn and take a break

You get a job and the dynamic is just... so pure

you guys are finally, finally, okay and the best thing is that you're together

He's still adorable and you're still sweet

You guys end up getting your own apartment outside of Nockfell and Addison Apartments

The gang stays around

Larry ends up moving in with you two for a little bit until he can afford his own place

Sal gets a lot more gigs out there in the city than he would have gotten in Nockfell and you get a job at a little club

Sal ends up playing there often because of you

NSFW headcanons

Okay so Sal is a hopeless romantic

before he moved to Nockfell he never really had anybody else who was interested in him

so he was super hopeless in planning your first time together

once you had slept over with each other a couple of times he makes this grand layout and waits for you to walk in to see him spred on the bed, clad in some cute underwear and nothing else

turns out though you were sick and sent Larry to tell Sal you couldn’t come over cause your phone was dead and you didn’t wanna get him sick

So Larry ends up walking in on a naked Sal and scarying the everloving crap out of him

He makes fun of y'all after that about it

So your first time is honestly uneventful after that whole fiasco

Deciding to just causally hook up at his place instead

Sal is a switch but he leans for bottoming

he can top, he's really good at being a service top

He’s not insecure about himself, he’s pretty big for his height *cough* (9.7) *cough*

but he prefers being spoiled and called pretty

loves being called feminine nicknames like "pretty baby" even if he is topping

stuff that's gender-neutral but is more feminine in origin

He likes it when you do it doggy-style if you're topping just cause if you press him into the mattress he can feel you better inside of him

Whines so much when you go faster

really likes getting fucked stupid, he wants his throat to be sore and his ass to be bed-ridden

Loves topping you when you're in his lap straddling him

He really likes to make you do work for a while, guides you and everything until you're breaking

when you eventually end up asking for him to "just fuck me already Sal...please?" He wants tears down your face, crying and desperate for him or else it’s not gonna happen

He ends up fucking into you like a monster from there if you are

loves when you lay on your back and he's on his knees sitting and thrusting into you, pulling you onto his lap

very vocal either way but he laughs and giggles more with you, his moans are less fucked out and more "oh god, yes!" in nature

His sex drive is really high, he could go for hours

If you end up getting tired when he's bottoming he's gonna bounce on your pretty cock and ride you so pathetically

It's so pathetically adorable

but if he's topping and you get tired he usually asks you if he can fuck you to sleep

You end up agreeing only if he cleans you up after

He doesn't have any severe kinks or whatnot

He's really into being breed though

Tie him up too while you do it

he likes gags as well

when you breed him he'll end up feeling bad after you finish and he can't feel it anymore once it's out

So you end up giving him a buttplug after to compromise

Sometimes if he's being a brat you'll tie him up, gag him, and leave him with a vibrator over stimming him

You'll leave him in the room and come back to a crying Sal, salivating and so fucked out without having even cum once

If you're ever being the brat he does the exact opposite

He'll tie you up but make it so you can't close your mouth

You have to be quiet though, he doesn’t want to hear anything louder than breathing and your pathetic whimpers

you're over stimmed to hell and orgasm so much it's difficult to keep awake

but do not fall asleep cause if you don't get through it to the end it won't end (Consensually of course)

He and Larry definitely hooked up once or twice before meeting you so I think he'd ask you to let him in on it

It becomes a regular occurrence until Larry moves out

But when you do have a threesome and he is feeling dominant get ready to not move for the next three weeks

It's nice though and doesn't end up changing the relationship between you three

That's it, I gotta stop before I cream myself into dirtier shit cause I am his slut. I have Sal Fisher brain rot syndrome so I'll definitely make another one eventually. Request some stuff and I'll be happy to write!

Continuation for Threesome hcs here by request

-Laika

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bts-hyperfixation · 3 years

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Drunken Confessions

BTS Reaction/scenarios - He is drunk and he needs to tell you something.

It’s over 3000 words... don’t ask how because I don’t know

Warnings: Vomit (only in Jin’s) and it isn’t graphic, binge drinking,

Namjoon - F2L

The party is in full swing

You'd lost sight of the boys ages ago, although you occasionally caught wind of Tae's dulcet tones or Jin’s windshield wiper laugh

That's why you were taken completely by surprise when your 6-foot, built like a house, best friend draped himself over your shoulders

Making you spill the drink you've been pouring

You tried to swap him away so you could clear up the mess he made but he just slides his arms down and around your waist subsequently locking your arms in place and forcing you to watch the sticky puddle spread across the desk

“I love you” he announces hugging you impossibly tighter

“I know Joon.” You laugh

“No! I looove you” he tries again

You roll your eyes

“I love you too Joon” you wriggle trying to escape his death grip

“You don't get it! He stamps his foot like a petulant child releasing you enough so you can turn in his arms

You reach up to cup his cheek and he nuzzles into the fond embrace

“Come on Joon let's take a break.”

You catch JK in the crowd and ask him to clear up the mess while you deal with a very drunk Namjoon

Inside the comfort of his bedroom you managed to get free from his clutches.

Getting all the way to the last room on the corridor had been a whole workout, especially given the fact you could only waddle

You sit down on the bed and gesture for him to join you

You lean against the headboard, and he leans on your shoulder.

You reach up to run a hand through his hair just as JK brings you 2 bottles of water he tosses them onto the bed and you mouth thank you as he backs away

You open one and take a swig before putting the bottle to his lips

“I'm not that drunk” he grumbles still taking a long sip

“uh huh”

“I'm not! I just needed a little bit more confidence than normal”

“And you found it at the bottom of a bottle”

Yeah… well… kinda” he looks miserable as he drains the last of the first bottle

“What did you need extra confidence for anyway?”

“For you dumb ass”

He sits up and in that moment he looks fully sober searching your eyes and only finding confusion

You don't have time to react before his lips are on yours

It stuns you for a moment until you sink into the embrace, the taste of alcohol washed away by the water

It’s a little sloppy as he holds your face, kissing like he has something to prove

“I love you.” He pants pulling away

“Oh”

“yeah…” he looks down into his lap, his nailbeds suddenly becoming the most interesting thing on the planet

“Joon”

“Uh huh”

“Joon!” You grab his chin to make him look up

“I love you too”

You never ended up returning to the party

Seokjin - New relationship

This is the first time you've hung out with his friends

It's beyond awkward as you both tried to navigate the new situation

Neither of you paid attention to how much alcohol had been put in front of you drink topped up frequently by the maknae line

They like to think they're helping

They are not

Jin’s tolerance turns out to be a lot lower than yours it isn't long before he is hunched over a toilet while you wait anxiously outside the door

When you hear the heaving stop you slip inside and fill the glass behind the sink to give to him

You kneel at his side rubbing soft circles into his back as you slowly tip the water into his mouth

He swallows a little then uses the rest to swell out the terrible taste left behind

“I'm sorry” he Mumbles when you stand to refill the glass

“Accidents happen Jinnie we've all been here before”

“Maybe you should leave… you shouldn't… shouldn't have to” he slurs trying to lift his head from the basin

“I'm not going to leave you like this what kind of girlfriend would I be.”

You sit back beside him, setting the water to the side and hauling his large frame into your lap

You push the sweaty hair away from his forehead smiling as his eyes closed

The worlds moving too fast his face scrunches at the thought as if he could magically stop the spinning

And if you had the power you would have done it

No questions asked

Instead you settle for putting a damp flannel across his face to cool him down and smooth his features

His eyes reopen staring straight up at you, pupils still dilated from the alcohol

You can see the moment the room stops spinning, he blinks sleepily watching you take care of him

“I'm going to marry you someday”

You giggle but he doesn't

You busy yourself stretching to cool the flannel without jostling him

He reaches for your cheek to pull your eyes back to him

“I love you”

Those are the last words you get from him before he passes out on you

Yoongi - F2L

The two of you had spent all day legs entwined on the opposite ends of the sofa in his studio

You're the only person he allows to sit and work with him on a regular basis because he knows that's all you want to do

He could trust you to not ask annoying questions or breathe too loud

Nope, you will patiently work on your own thing, providing the company he craved without the pesky social interaction

However neither of you have thought to eat since breakfast

And the sun has long since set

You pull your headphones off and signal for him to do the same

He looks annoyed and confused until you gesture at the clock on the wall

The boys made him put one up last time he did a 24-hour stint

His mouth formed a little ‘o’ as he stretched his arms over his head

“Dinner?” He suggests, placing his laptop to the side and untangling his legs from yours

You end up at the Korean barbecue place round the corner from the Hybe building

Three plates of meat and 3 bottles of soju in you start to think drinking on a mostly empty stomach was a bad idea

You are currently watching a drunk August D try to give a concert to some concerned looking uncles

He turns back to face you gummy smile lighting up his whole face, cheeks pink from the alcohol

His mood is contagious

You can't help joining him, filling in Max's parts from burn it

Having finished the latest encore Yoongi pays the bill for the entire restaurant and pulls you out into the night

He doesn't turn back towards the studio

Instead leading you to a nearby park

When he is satisfied with the spot, he lies down on the floor and stares up at the starless sky above the bright lights of Seoul

You lay next to him, and his hand finds yours intertwining your fingers

He sighs like every weight in the world has just been lifted off his shoulders

“Penny for your thoughts?” You ask rubbing little circles on his hand with your thumb

“I love you”

It's out before his brain has time to catch up with his mouth

You feel the panic as his hand tightens around yours a silent prayer that you won't pull away from him

You don't

Hoseok - Established Relationship

Ever the introspective drunk, Hobi has been sat quietly in the corner of the karaoke room since he finished second glass of wine

He watches you as you laugh and dance with the best people in his life

Watching as even timid Kookie pulls you close to belt out lyrics

You've been keeping track of him out the corner of your eye

He sometimes has a tendency to get sad if you leave him in his thoughts for too long

But tonight he has a quiet smirk on his features the entire time

Four songs later you excuse yourself from the rabble claiming strained vocal cords and go to sit on your boyfriends lap

You've lost track of what number glass of beer he is on, but he seems perfectly content if not a little sleepy

“Want to go home baby?” You ask stroking his cheek

He shakes his head a little blinking slowly “want to watch you having fun”

You lean down to press your lips to his softly hearing wolf whistles through the mikes

You lift your middle fingers to the boys simultaneously

When he realises your synchronisation Hobi starts laughing manically, returning to his regular self again

“I love you so much.” He murmurs against your lips suddenly wide awake again

“Maybe we should go home after all” he winks dragging his hand purposefully up your bare leg stopping just under the hem of your skirt

Jimin - F2?

There's nothing better than a night out on the town with your best friend

So why does Jimin look like someone just stole his favourite Gucci shirt

He was so smiley when he left you on the dance floor to go to the bathroom

Now he is glaring daggers at you from the bar across the club

Not you

The man you were dancing with to fill the time

He was probably just worried you were going to be selfish and abandoned him for a hook-up

You excuse yourself from your temporary dance partner and make your way to the disgruntled blonde

You reach him just in time to take the large tequila shot out of his hand and down at yourself

“You know you shouldn't be drinking these" you chide cringing as the alcohol stings your throat

“You're a little late” he grumbles gesturing to the tasting platter of five other shots on the bar behind him

You take his hand and lead him away from the loud club music into the smoking area

“what's gotten into you all of a sudden?” You can't help but worry something happened in the short time he'd been gone

“Nothing’s gotten into me” he gets defensive crossing his arms and refusing to meet your arms

“Come on Chim, we were having so much fun”

“You were having fun! I've been watching you grind your ass on some meathead for the last 30 minutes”

You're a little shocked at the outburst and confused over the amount of time lost

“Why did you leave me for so long?” You can't help feeling a little abandoned yourself all of a sudden

He senses you close in on yourself after the way he spoke to you

“Look, you just seemed like you were having more fun without me” he finally looks at you head on, one hand coming up to stroke your arm comfortingly

“I could never have more fun without you” you whisper part of you hoping he finally hears the pining in your voice

He doesn't

“Let's get out of here, I’ve ruined the mood now anyway and those shots are going to catch up with me soon.”

He leads you out of the club and of course he's right

He's barely coherent for the taxi ride home

You managed to hobble into his house together

You leave him sprawled out in the middle of his bed

It's not your first time fixing a drunk Jimin

You empty his trash can and place it by the bed

Raid the cabinet for paracetamol

Fetch 3 glasses of water

And carefully pull off his tight jeans

Satisfied he is settled

You go to change into an oversized tee shirt and a pair of his boxer

Your regular attire when faced with an impromptu bestie sleepover

As you walk out of the bathroom you find Jimin awake and downing water like he'd been stuck in the desert for weeks

“You look so pretty in my clothes” he slurs around the glass

He places the glass down and tries to move over so you can fit in the bed too

He almost falls out

You catch his arm just before he rolls too far pulling him back to you and cuddling close for warmth

Just as you're drifting off you think you hear him whispering to your hair kissing you softly

“I love you Y/N”

Taehyung - F2?

Such a cuddly drunk

He has been attached to you like a sloth clinging to a branch throughout the entire party

Not that you care, it's nice to have your friend so close

He spends the time between sips whispering in your ear mostly gossip and judgement of people the two of you don't particularly like

The whole night he has you giggling

It feels petty but you can't stop yourselves

“You’re so funny Tae, I love you so much.” You say between laughs.

Of course you meant it platonically

But drunk Tae didn't quite get that memo

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that to me!”

He launched into a monologue revealing everything he had kept inside

“I didn't think you felt like that”

“I thought it was just me!”

“This is going to be so much fun! We can go out on little dates, and I can spoil you and...”

“Actually we do all that now”

“But now we could do it as more than friends”

“I love you so much, I might explode”

You mean to interrupt his rambles, but he never takes a breath

So you just sit and watch as he gets more animated describing your future lives together

The longer he goes the more you realise maybe you didn't mean it platonically after all

Jungkook - E2L

You usually try to avoid JK like the plague

You are great friends with the rest of the boys, but you've never managed to befriend JK

In fact you were fairly certain he hated your guts

It's been years since you first found Yoongi

The first time he brought you around the others they'd all been so welcoming

Except the maknae

You've been reassured he just didn't deal well with new people

Once he got comfortable it’d be fine

Apparently he never got comfortable

So now you're at a party celebrating the boys recent string of successes

And in true BTS fashion it's not just an ordinary party

Nope this one was ‘Run!BTS’ themed

So you are standing amongst the group of idols and their friends waiting for their orders

The management team pulls out a bag filled with names and each member is summoned to pick out a card

Once each member has drawn they turn to reveal their partners

You can't help but roll your eyes when you see how annoyed JK looks to be holding your name

You open another can downing the contents before you are zip tied to the world's most obnoxious idol for the evening

The first challenge was supposed to be easy

Build a tower from toilet roll

But every time you reach in one direction, he leans the other and bulldozes your efforts with your joint wrists

Losing means shots

You take your punishment like a champ

The other boys finding this cruel twist of fate hilarious

Challenge two is a scavenger hunt

Problem is you struggle to agree on where to look first

It feels like he is trying to ignore you

Time runs out and you’re with two items to everyone else is 5

Some more shots

Challenge #3 is player trivia

The aim is to answer questions about the other person to gain points

There's no way you're winning this one

Except you do

JK knows every answer

Your birthday

Your mums name

Your first pet

Even your shoe size

He still won't meet your eyes though

Doesn't even give you a chance to ask him about it

The final challenge is hide and seek

This task is doubled in difficulty having to hide two bodies in the same place

Tripled by the fact you don't really want to be stuck in a confined space with a man that hates you

You contemplate forfeiting but JK's competitive drive has kicked in since winning the last challenge

He drags you away before you can protest

He shoves you into a cupboard you'd never noticed before, following you in and pulling the door closed

It's tiny

And he's pressed so close

Even in the dim light you can see every freckle on his nose

You're compelled by the strangest urge to trace the pattern with your fingers

And your brain is too drunk to stop you

“What are you doing?” He hisses through his teeth, grabbing your wrist

It's the first time he's looked at you directly and his eyes are just so pretty

You hear steps approaching and come back to your senses yanking your hand away

Bashing it against the wall in the process

His hand covers your mouth before you can yell in pain

“Thanks” you mumble when the steps have retreated

“You're welcome” he drags his hand away and once again refuses to look at you directly

“JK?”

“Yeah?”

“Why do you hate me?”

“He releases a long sigh

“Maybe this is the alcohol or maybe it's the game… either way I don't hate you”

His reply raises more questions than it does answers

“Then why?..”

“You can't ask me why…”

“I have every right to know why you refuse to acknowledge me”

You stamp your foot to emphasise your point

He turns to look at you properly again and size even more dramatically

“It's because you're off limits”

Yoongi hyung said none of us could date his friends… but you were pretty and funny”

You're more than shocked by the revelation

“Ignoring you seemed simple and trying not to get attached

Not that it did me any good”

You’re still not sure you're following him correctly

It sounded as if he just admitted his feelings are the exact opposite to what you thought

“I fell in love anyway, so I lashed out to deal with it”

“In love…” You breathe out

“Yeah… in love”

You're about to follow up with a million more questions when the door is wrenched open an JK fall straight on his ass

“Come on, you guys won let's get you untied before you murder one another.” Jimin winks before heading back towards the main room

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not gonna miss this chance

Characters: Han Seojun & soloist!female reader

Genre: fluff

Setting: true beauty au, set a year after the tv show’s ending timeline

Summary: Your career is on the verge of ending, hence your management puts you up to do a duet with the infamous Han Seojun. You have heard too many rumours about him to keep track of and yet, none of them could have prepared you for the feelings that came with meeting him.

Words: 4.1k

Self indulgent little snippet because he deserves happiness too.

You had heard of Han Seojun before meeting him, of course you had. Everybody who was in the industry had heard of the hot trend of a Newstagram star-turned idol and his band's shining debut from a year ago. They were told to have snatched teenage girls hearts all over Korea with their good looks and soulful music. You had heard their title track and you had to admit it was nice but nice wasn't enough in a cut-throat industry like entertainment.

Look at you, starting training at twelve, debuting at fifteen and now barely twenty-one you were on the verge of becoming a thrown away doll. Once you had been called cute and the it girl of your generation and now? People were saying you got boring just because your music had matured. Gosh, you couldn't keep singing about first love like your hit song had been for the rest of your life for god's sake. Your last album had been a flop, your company had been losing money and you were still afraid that even with a year left of your contract, they would cut you. But your manager had begged them for a chance and here it was: a collaboration with the newest love of Korea.

But the thing was, Han Seojun had quite a reputation and you didn't know who to believe. Some said he was well-mannered and hard-working. Others gossiped that he was always flirting with his makeup artists and Chen claimed he had been rude to her even when he had just been a ‘nobody’. Not that you were particularly fond of Chen either but as a fellow solo female singer you were a tad bit worried how the infamous singer would treat you.

Well, standing in front of Move Entertainment, you were just about to find out. Taking a shallow breath you followed your manager's lead, bowing to the receptionist and getting into the elevator after taking your visitor's badge. You had heard the company has gone through many changes after the executives were replaced due to the revealed Seyeon scandal but everything looked expensive, shiny and new, unlike in your small agency.

“Hey, I’m Lim Heekyung, nice to meet you. Seojun will be in a minute, too,” a woman in a pantsuit walked up to you on the right floor with a confident smile as she introduced herself. She led you to a meeting room which was apparently customized for a few people only and started preparing papers. She looked excited which was a relief and nice to see, at least someone from Move Entertainment was happy for this project apparently. You were a bit afraid they would see you like a leech, trying to cling onto their new star’s popularity.

“Shall we start? Seojun is a fan of dramatic entrances anyways,” Miss Lim laughed joyfully as if it wasn’t new to her that the idol didn’t make it on time. Ah yeah, you had heard rumours saying that he had something on the company and that was why they were so lenient with him.

You sat in silence, let your manager do the talk about the collaboration project. Seojun could play the guitar, you could play the piano, apparently it was perfect for a ballad duet, though if you used instruments yourself it added to the preparations time. But luckily, there was a songwriter named Leo at the company who had already sent in a few samples specifically for Seojun, so you didn’t have to start from zero.

“Ah, I see you started without me. What did I miss?” A tall boy opened the door wide and flipped down onto the chair across you casually. He had grown into his lanky limbs and with those wide shoulders hugged by the leather jacket, helix earrings in one ear and soft brown hair brushed to one side, it wasn’t a surprise how many female fans swooned over him. But there were a lot of handsome boys in the business, just his looks – no matter how confident he was in them based on the way he carried himself – wouldn’t make a difference.

Miss Lim patiently let Seojun know about the advances and only when she mentioned your name, did the boy glance at you. His dark brown eyes had a sharp form, just as piercing as his gaze, but the cunning smile spreading over his lips softened it a bit. He looked at you as if he wanted to see through you, to figure out how he should have approached you. You expected a snarky or arrogant comment, but in the end, he just flashed a blinding smile at you, one you could see on his posters, before turning back to Miss Lim.

“What’s the schedule?” he asked simply and you both were notified about the deadline of deciding and finalizing the song, the dates of planned recording sessions and the photoshoot. Since there would be no promotion period, it all would be done within a month and half from start to finish. You were a bit relieved hearing that and leave Move Entertainment without any confrontation.

You thought you were good at masking your wary feelings since the further meetings went well and the first recording session went okay-ish. Although both of you had been a bit scolded by the producer for not putting enough feelings into your singing. He claimed that the demo sent by Leo was much more emotional which made Seojun scoff and mumble under his nose. The PD called it for a day, making you promise to practice for next time and one by one they all left. Your manager told you that he would bring the car while you refresh yourself in the bathroom, so you really didn’t expect anyone to wait for you when you stepped out of the restroom, much less Han Seojun.

"Spit it out," he bit out barely glancing your way as he leaned against the corridor’s wall.

"What?" you spluttered as you were really taken aback by his out of blue appearance and question. The guy let out a tired sigh at your obliviousness and pushed himself away from the wall just to walk up to you, towering over your height with his.

"You look at me as if I killed your hamster or something. Which rumour about me bothers you? I fucking can't keep walking on eggshells around you, especially when it's just the two of us," he tsked and you gulped at the sudden called out. You didn’t think it bothered him, or that he was considerate enough to ‘walk on eggshells around you’, you merely thought he was so distant from everybody. It was still better than what Chen had told you.

"Oh, I… nothing. It's stupid. Sorry," you mumbled, feeling embarrassed for your your actions but Seojun apparently wasn’t satisfied without a real answer as he carried on:

"I didn't bully kids in high school but I threatened ones that deserved it, I didn't only get a pity chance from the entertainment, one of our makeup artists is actually one of my best friends, I'm not…"

"Chen told me you are rude and arrogant and have no respect for girls," you blurted out to stop him from speaking because you felt like you didn’t deserve to hear all that. He didn’t owe you any explanation for the way he was. You were just co-workers for a project after all, you had no place in his life, nor he had in yours, so he shouldn’t have been that bothered by your opinion but you understood that he felt uncomfortable due to your silent accusations.

Hearing your hasty interruption, the singer scoffed, a laugh-like sound leaving his mouth.

"Well, I have no respect for girls like Chen who harass my friends and turn their lives into hell just to go on a date with me," he said and it made you blink slowly.

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh. Check your facts before you go around believing such crap," Seojun stepped back with a roll of his eyes.

The whole situation made you feel made about how you acted, so you wished to apologise but it fell from your lips all too carelessly: "Sorry, I was just worried. This is my last chance, so–"

"Last chance?" the guy quirked a brow at you, curious but you quickly waved his question away.

"Nevermind, I just need this song to do well."

"Of course, it will. I'm Han Seojun, it will turn to gold under my hands," he grinned and made eccentric gestures as if he was about to do magic. You couldn't help a smile. “Or well, vocal chords.”

And turn it to gold, he did.

The rest of your recording sessions went smoother, even the previously grumpy PD complimented your for the development in your chemistry. Funny, you wouldn’t have thought that the wall pulled up between the two of you mattered that much, but at least you didn’t have a knot in your stomach, nor did you worry about every small thing you did around Han Seojun. He also acted more casual, more playful, joking around when both of you had a bit of time to take a breather. He snapped silly pictures, showed off with his height, smirked when he got too close but despite all his bravado and lowkey flirting, you believed even he wouldn’t have jeopardised his career over something like this.

Maybe that's why wrapping up the recording felt a tad bit weird: you got used to his presence, his jokes, his beautiful, deep voice that you could have fallen asleep to. Sure, sometimes he was cocky, a bit rough around the edges but he was a great singer and a fun guy. The project seemed to work out well and you loved it a lot, so you hoped the listeners would appreciate it as well.

But before all that you had one photo shoot together for the promotional pictures and the single's cover. You were grateful for the simple pastel colour background and elegant setting. The warm light latte colour and the clock in the background really fit the song's vibe. Luckily, your dress was decent and pretty as well, you didn't have to feel uncomfortable in it at least. However, you didn’t expect that happy yelp coming from one of the makeup artists stepping into the dressing room. You turned to face the girl, wondering whether she was your fan judged by her excitement.

"Oh my! I'm so happy to finally meet you! Seojun told us about you so much!" she beamed at you which obviously took you back. Well, that you didn’t expect at all. He spoke of you to others? Ah. Apparently to the makeup artist who was most probably that certain one of his best friends he had told you about?

"Don't exaggerate, Imju, I mentioned her like what… once?" Seojun walked in on cue. He rolled his eyes and cleared his throat, trying to avert the topic. "How's Suho?"

You had know idea who that said guy was but after a moment or two you could breathe properly once again while listening to their chatting.

“Just the usual. He’s excited about your duet.”

“Of course, he is,” Seojun grinned, a bit snarky but you could hear the proud undertones of it. When he looked at you, you were surprised by him leaning close though as he quieted down until only you could hear it. “Don’t worry, Jugyeong is really good and just stop her if she gets too gossip-y.”

“Are you talking about me behind my back, hah, Han Seojun?” The pretty girl called Jugyeong raised her fist as if she was about to hit the idol but he just laughed it off and left you two alone when he was hurried onto the set to start with his individual shoots.

“Have you known each other for a long time?” you couldn’t help but wonder as you were seated to get your makeup from her.

“Ah, almost 4 years, I think. We went to high school together. Plus, he’s best friends with my boyfriend. Though, they are always bickering like a married couple,” Jugyeong chuckled joyfully as she started with the cushion. You closed your eyes, listening as she kept going on about the time when Seojun had been obsessed with his motorbike, getting into trouble with his mother. It was strange hearing about a whole other side of him, mama's boy but the image tugged on your mouth, making you smile even though you weren't sure you had the right to know all that. You also learned that Seojun's sister was dating Jugyeong's brother and you felt so involved with the girl's trust albeit it was your last meeting, you were sure Seojun must have only told good things about you.

Hence, you felt shy under his knowing gaze when you walked out of the dressing room. He must have known that Jugyeong couldn't shut up for the life of her, so he looked a bit uncertain, too, stretching the back of his neck, forcing a cunning smile onto his smile when you took your place next to him.

To fit the ballad's theme, the setting was a piano decorated with flowers and you were instructed to sit beside him as if you were about to play a four hands piece. As you did what you had been told, you were very much aware of the way your arms brushed, his long fingers over the keys close to yours, his smile small but genuine.

"Great, great, guys! Someone help her onto the piano and Seojun, stand in front of her," the photographer directed the next scene but before any staff members would have rushed up to you, the singer next to you shushed them.

"I can do it," he insisted as he stood up and looked you in the eyes, silently asking for permission. You nodded while holding your breath back before Seojun put his hands on your waist above the fluffy tulle skirt part and counting on three, he lifted you onto the lid of the beautiful instrument.

You crossed your legs, watching in awe as your pink skirt fell down on waves but your breath hitched for an entirely different reason when you looked up, gaze meeting Seojun's feline eyes trained on you. You had never seen him look at you like that, lacking playfulness or suspicion or curiosity. He looked open, vulnerable, outright starstruck. Your lips parted meaning to ask something but your brain shut off when you heard the shutter of the camera go down and the director yelling compliments at you. It made you snap out of it and later, you blamed the evident blush on your cheeks on the makeup. Seojun blinked too, his guarded expression back in no time, finishing the photo shoot professionally, always lingering close to you, but never touching you. Even though you wouldn’t have minded.

"Hey," Seojun peeked into your dressing room just as you were about to leave, packing up, with a smile on his mouth and sparkles in his deep brown eyes. But unlike half an hour ago when he wore a fancy suit and looked at you like a prince would have looked at his princess, he acted just as casual as he looked in his denim jacket over dark tee. "Wanna grab something with me if you finished for today?"

His question took you back but first thing first you glanced towards your manager, eyes begging for permission which you had gotten with a sigh.

"Just be discreet and call me if you need me to pick you up," your manager shrugged, leaving you two alone with a knowing look that told you to be careful. You didn't need to be told though, you knew how much depended on the current public response to your image.

"Seems like a green light. Have you thought of anything specific?" you turned back to the boy with a subtle smile.

"Not really but I know a few less frequent, secluded places to avoid much talk about us," he said and you nodded, following his lead. Masks, caps and hoodies on, you barely talk on your way to the tent with the lovely ahjumma who welcomed Seojun (two heads taller than her) with a pinch of his cheeks and told you to get seated.

"Are you a regular here?" you inquire, carefully pulling down your mask since not many people are around.

"You could say that," the boy hummed letting you adjust to the place at your own pace, not pressuring you with extra reassessments about how safe it is there. Yet, he is so casual as if he wasn't afraid of a getting mobbed by Dispatch out of the blue. Not that it happened to you a lot of times but you heard stories and at such a crucial time in your career, you feared something like that more than anything.

"Do you want to come up to mine instead?" Seojun blurted out suddenly which made you wide eyed in a span of a moment as you splattered out a surprised yelp. "Come on, I don't mean anything by it. You just look really nervous being in the public," the singer said, his deep voice softening, soothing by the end and you needed to take a breather before answering. You didn't think it was so obvious but apparently you had never been a good liar with him.

In the end, you decided on going over to Seojun's place, so he asked the ahjumma to pack your food to go and you headed towards his flat a few blocks from the company. It was a small but cozy place, much softer and brighter than you expected, lots of pastels and photos of friends and family. While the boy busied himself in the kitchen, getting you plates, chopsticks and beer, you were encouraged to look around and you couldn't help but smile at his photos with not only his band members but high school friends, too. You had seen photos of his graduation with Jugyeong, then another one of his debut with her and another guy. He was a recurring person on a lot of pictures, so you assumed that he was the so-called Suho.

"He's Jugyeong's boyfriend," Seojun affirmed as he walked up to you which you acknowledged with a hum and smiled at his photos with his sister and mother. The makeup artist was right when she said he was only tough on the outside.

"You knew Seyeon?" you whispered as your gaze shifted of a picture of three boys smiling widely into the camera. The middle one was the talented boy you had known from the news of his committed suicide. Such a tragedy.

"Uhum. We were best friends. Him, Suho and me," Seojun nodded and without having to ask, he told you how they had gotten to know each other, what were their favourite past time activities and how they fell apart when he died. You could see he was hurting even now as he was talking about it, so you grazed your fingers against his knuckles as though to say you were there for him to listen, or whatever he needed.

Talking about his best friends and how a group of guys including someone named Chorong stuck by his side over the years warmed your heart. It was nice to know that not everyone had it as lonely as you who basically missed out on high school and memories from that time to be able to turn your dreams into reality. Your only friends were also in the industry but it made things both easier and harder.

"What about you? What did you mean by this being your last chance?" Seojun asked like a loaded gun but after everything he had just told you, you knew you could trust him with this and being in the industry for a while now, he must have understood, too.

You told him about the rising expectations, about your image and your company's ultimatum. It actually felt nice to talk about with someone other than your manager. Especially since Seojun seemed to understand exactly why you felt conflicted over the matter. You have given your youth to this dream of yours, so giving up on it would have felt like betraying yourself and everyone who believed in you but you weren't sure you could give it another 10 years of your life no matter how much you liked music. You had decent CSATs result, maybe you could have applied for a university program. Seojun even offered to arrange a meeting between you and Suho who was studying to become a proper songwriter.

You talked for hours and ate the tteokbokki even though it had gotten cold long ago and you couldn't remember when was the last time you had felt so light. You felt giddy even with just the tiny bit of alcohol in your system by the time you knew it was time for you to go.

Once you had felt relieved knowing that promoting your duet would be only one performance but recently, you started dreading the moment because that meant that you wouldn't have any more excuse to see Seojun. In the backstage, this time around you greeted Jugyeong like an old friend and teased to give Seojun a funny makeup before walking up to your own assigned staff members. Your look was full of sparkles and glow fitting the silver colour of your dress, completing the ethereal vibe off the stage you were going to do and the beautiful song you had grown to love so much you held it close to your heart. The last rehearsals went smoothly and if you noticed Seojun's gaze lingering a bit too long, you didn't comment on it.

"Are you nervous?" he asked before the final recording and you knew it would have been unreasonable to deny it, so you replied with a small smile.

"A bit."

"Don't be. You're pretty and you'll do amazing," he reassured you and the way he said those words oh so easy. As if they were natural. As if he believed in you and maybe this was all the reassurance you needed because when you walked up onto the stage, not taking your eyes off his, it felt like it was just the two of you there. All the stress about not being good enough, about being judged for who you were and what you wanted to do with your life was subsided as you focused on the moment, just to sing this one song with one while trying to fight your heart's crazy beating.

You didn't really have the luxury to have crushes. You had always been concentrated on your work, you couldn't let yourself have distractions, especially since love scandals always affected girl worse than guy. At least that was what you told yourself for always putting up a wall around you and guarding your heart all too well. But during the past few weeks, between playful or flirty remarks, between smiles and ruffling hair, Seojun took apart your wall brick by brick even if he wasn't aware.

So it might have been only a few days since you had last seen him but in that rare moment of boredom, alone in your room, you realized that you missed him. Hell, you liked him and the feeling made me want to scream into your pillow as if you were a silly teenager. As if on cue, your phone buzzed with a new message and seeing the KakaoTalk ID made you shy.

duet partner, han seo jun

so...

i've been thinking

you

sounds dangerous but ok

duet partner, han seo jun

don't get sassy with me, miss

you

what have you been thinking about?

duet partner, han seo jun

that i don't want to miss my chance

there's this girl i like

i thought of asking her out

do you think she would say yes?

you

oh. well... why wouldn't she?

i mean, you are talented, handsome, funny and reliable

duet partner, han seo jun

and what about my job? it's busy and a bit crazy

don't you think it would be unfair of me to ask?

you

I think you should let her decide that

duet partner, han seo jun

okay

are you free on friday?

you

um, sure?

duet partner, han seo jun

cool, then go on a date with me?

#han seo jun x reader #seojun x reader #han seojun #han seo joon #true beauty #stories #i just wanted to give him a happy end after ep16 #that's what this is about

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beom1e · 3 years

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PINK GUITAR

nobody had ever really noticed you before. you spent your entire life blending in with the crowd, despite dedicating your entire life to becoming a singer on stage. you’d always felt so unimportant and uninteresting. but to him, you were the bright splash of colour in a grey world.

PAIRING park jongseong x fem! reader

THEMES bassist! jay, vocalist! reader, fluff, highschool au

WARNINGS very light sex references

the energy of the club whenever a band was performing was your favourite. everybody was dancing and singing along to what they knew, using those few hours to push away all of their responsibilities and just relax. for many years, you had witnessed it from the crowd with a yearning to be up there creating that energy yourself.

having taken up guitar lessons at a young age with an innate desire to perform, you knew that one day you’d get the chance. or, at least you thought you would. auditioning for a highschool band seemed like an ingenious idea at the time, until you got the part as sub vocalist. the girl that had taken your place as lead vocalist happened to be sleeping with the band’s leader... and the rest was history.

but the lost opportunity wasn’t going to get you down. especially not as you were standing in that very same club, sipping on your drink and eyeing the competition on stage.

said competition was the small group that had taken over the school with their good looks and musical talent. there was heeseung as the lead vocalist, a sweet boy who had already graduated. then there was sunghoon, the lead guitarist that had every girl and guy alike in the palm of his hand. and jake, he was the drummer but spent most of his time trying to be the top of the class and flirting with his fangirls. finally there was jay, the bassist. you didn’t know much about him, just that he seemed very chilled out and insanely popular for that reason specifically.

something about jay always had you wondering, though. he’d meet your gaze as you were sipping from your drink, keeping his eyes on you. it made you feel seen, and you felt stupid for feeling that way. in what world would jay park be interested in you?

as the last song came to a end, you turned back and made your way through the crowd. there your own bandmates were, chatting amongst themselves.

being in their band was a temporary fix. you weren’t their friend, nor were you a necessary member of the band. although you could easily be traded out for someone else, you really didn’t mind. at least you had the opportunity to be on stage, even if it was out of the spotlight.

‘we should head backstage,’ you reminded your lead vocalist before stepping away from them. making your way through the staff only door and heading up the steps, you came face to face with jay.

‘hey, y/n,’ he greeted with a smile, moving out of the way so that you could get past him. you mumbled a quick thank you before fleeing the scene and finding your guitar. jake and sunghoon passed by you as well, talking loudly about something. and then heeseung, who smiled at you before following the rest of the boys onto the floor of the club.

your own band finally showed up as you were checking the tuning of your guitar. the four of you made your way onto the stage, the lead vocalist getting right into greeting everyone.

it was routine. you started the song off with the strum of your electric guitar, and the energy began to pick up. the lead vocalist sang, the drummer played the drums, and the bassist played his bass guitar. you had small singing parts, usually as the backup for your lead, but it was enough for now.

jay was watching your every move. from your black painted nails to the pick between your lips to the way you gripped the microphone and sang so beautifully. his favourite thing was your baby pink electric guitar, perfectly preserved and a huge contrast to the outfits you wore on stage. he was completely mesmerised by you, but you didn’t have a clue.

singing was your first love. you loved the rush of playing a guitar solo, but nothing felt better than expressing your emotions through your voice and lyrics. so every friday, as students began flooding out of the school gates, you headed to the music classroom for practice.

your piano skills were rusty, but you took a seat at the instrument anyway. although, there was one tune you would never be able to forget, which happened to be a song you’d written. your purpose in the band wasn’t to write music, so you’d never mentioned it to your bandmates.

as your fingers ran delicately against the keys, you began to hum. jay came to a stop outside of the classroom at the sound of your playing.

when you began to sing your lyrics, he felt himself mindlessly smiling. he always thought you had a better voice than your lead singer, and was confused as to why you were made sub vocalist. it seemed like you were overflowing with musical ability, and deserved a better place in your band.

‘that’s a pretty song,’ he stepped inside, making you jump. there was a horrible clash of piano keys coming together to make an awful sound that made you both cringe. ‘sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you.’

‘it’s fine,’ you turned around on the piano bench to face him. ‘how long have you been there?’

‘just since you started singing,’ he shrugged, but you felt your eyes go wide. nobody had ever heard your song before, so you couldn’t believe the first person to hear it was jay park. ‘oh... i’m sorry for invading your privacy. i just came here to pick up my guitar.’

‘seriously, it’s fine, jay,’ you reassured with a smile, watching him reach for his guitar. ‘but maybe knock next time so that i don’t almost have a heart attack.’

he laughed shortly at your words. as he was about to leave, he turned back around to face you. ‘you have a really beautiful singing voice,’ your cheeks began to heat up. ‘you know, heeseung has been considering leaving the band since he’s no longer a highschool student. so if you ever wanted to practice as a lead vocalist, the place is up for grabs.’

‘i think i’d like that,’ jay couldn’t help but smile at your words. ‘do you want my number so we can arrange a session together?’

sunghoon and jake were tired of hearing jay go on and on about you. he’d been jumpy all day waiting for you to show up, so much so that heeseung felt himself getting dizzy.

when you did arrive, everybody already looked exhausted. it reminded you a lot of your own band practices, since everybody in your band was always so dull and boring.

‘y/n!’ heeseung called happily, dropping down from a barstool to greet you. ‘finally, you’re here.’

‘did i keep you all waiting long...?’ you awkwardly looked around the room. but nobody seemed too annoyed, so you were sure you were off the hook.

‘no,’ sunghoon started. ‘just jay—’ jake reached to cover sunghoon’s mouth, cutting him off.

‘let’s get you set up,’ heeseung suggested, gesturing towards the stage. you followed him up, the other three boys finding their instruments. ‘just choose a song you want to try and they’ll start.’

he jumped back down from the stage to sit back on his bar stool. at first you felt awkward, standing up in front of the band’s current lead vocalist. it didn’t help that you couldn’t see the three boys behind you.

but after a while, you started to feel more comfortable. and it was fun, taking control of the songs with your vocals. every couple of songs, you’d take a snack or drink break and sit around on the stage with the boys, just chatting amongst yourselves. jay was unusually quiet, watching you laugh with his friends from the sidelines. it wasn’t jealousy, he just liked seeing you happy and carefree.

after the session was over, you packed up your pink guitar and said goodbye to the boys. jay followed you out, catching your wrist to spin you around.

‘you’re amazing, y/n,’ he spoke, holding back a smile. ‘i’m not going to force you to leave your own band, but i want you to know the position is being offered to you. so think about it, please?’

‘i will,’ you nodded, beaming with pride. ‘thank you for today, jay. i’ll see you on monday.’

you were sitting with your back against the tree, snack in one hand and a book in the other. considering it was a sunny day, you thought it was a great idea. well, you were wrong.

‘enjoying that, y/n?’ you lowered the book to see your lead singer standing in front of you. ‘i just came to see if the rumours were true.’

‘what rumours?’ you closed your book, setting it down beside yourself. she was standing with her arms crossed, an annoyed look on her face.

‘just that you’re the new lead singer for jay and his little buddies,’ the tone of her voice was mocking. a smirk was on her lips, as if this whole thing was nothing more than a joke to her.

‘well, they’re not true,’ you defended. ‘heeseung is leaving and jay asked me to practice with them. he said he really likes my singing voice and that they’ve been wanting a female touch to the band.’

‘well, they’re kind of true,’ she squinted her eyes, staring down at you. ‘if you want to fraternise with the enemy, then go ahead. but you’re out of our band, and we won’t be taking you back.’

‘fine by me,’ you stood, slipping your bag onto your shoulder. ‘good luck sleeping your way to the top, we all know that’s the only reason you got lead singer.’

as you tried to walk away, she just kept going on. ‘do you really think i’m that stupid, y/n? the only reason jay is offering you a place in their band is because he’s hoping to sleep with you.’

‘unbelievable,’ you turned back around. ‘can you just drop it? i really don’t care for your opinion.’

‘not an opinion, y/n,’ she stepped forward, a smug smile on her face. ‘just a fact.’ shoving past you, she disappeared inside of the building.

there was a knock on the door and you looked up from your lyric book. ‘hey,’ jay greeted, letting himself into the music classroom. ‘i heard what happened.’

‘hi, jay,’ you smiled weakly. ‘yeah, it was pretty bad... but please don’t pity invite me into your band.’

‘can i sit here?’ he gestured towards the piano bench you were occupying. you nodded, sliding over a bit to give him more room. ‘i’m not pity inviting you. with heeseung leaving, we need a talented vocalist to take his place. i’ve seen you sing and perform, and i just genuinely think you’re an amazing artist.’

‘thanks,’ you bit back your smile, looking off to the side. ‘that means a lot. but i do have one question.’

‘i’m sure i have an answer,’ jay shrugged.

‘please bare in mind that i really don’t see you as the type to do this,’ your words made him tense up. what could you possibly need to ask? ‘but ever since she mentioned it, i couldn’t stop thinking about it. you’re not asking me just because you want to sleep with me, are you?’

‘no,’ his answer came quick. he didn’t want you to see him as that type. ‘i can’t say that i don’t have feelings for you, but i wasn’t looking to pursue you. i’m sensible, keeping work and play separate.’

‘work and play?’ you laughed, resting your hand on his arm for support. ‘work hard, play hard type of guy? not very surprising.’

‘nah, that’s jake,’ he laughed along with you, eyes moving down to where your hand was. feeling awkward, you removed your hand and cleared your throat. ‘but seriously, the spot is yours. i’d love to see you up there thriving on stage.’

he stood from the bench, sending you one last smile before turning out of the room. shuffling your things into your bag, you ran to catch up to him. ‘jay, wait!’ you called, seeing him stop in his tracks.

‘yeah?’ he asked cluelessly. you got closer, a bright smile on your lips. leaning up, you pressed a kiss to his cheek. jay felt himself tensing up, his entire body warming up at the gesture.

‘thank you, jongseong,’ you smiled, then leaving him to stand there looking like an idiot.

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hwauas · 3 years

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🔞: "drive me crazy"

jeong wooyoung (정우영) - 2,539 words

y/n is a woman in this piece.

the car was going at a high speed on the highway. there was no one else. there was no light, besides the light coming from the vehicle. it's been hours you both left. on an impulse, you decided to leave. you wanted to go on a road trip.

you needed nothing, except few clothes, that's all. with your debit cards, you decided it was enough for you both to eat, to drink. it was enough for everything you needed.

you were next to him. you legs crossed. one of your hand was on your thigh, but the other was on his thigh. a soft music was playing on the background. you both talked a lot, but now, the only sound that remained was the music.

“babe. how far do you wanna drive tonight?”

“i don't know. as far as i can. why? you want me to stop at the next motel?”

“no need to stop, don't worry about that.~”

you softly started to stroke his thigh. it was soft and almost innocent. but your plans were not that innocent.

“what are you doing, honey?”

Wooyoung looked at you multiple times. his head was going back and forth between your face and the road.

“nothing special. just giving my boyfriend some attention.~”

Wooyoung gulped. he was looking at the road. his eyes were showing both neediness and anxiety. would you really do something like that while he was driving?

you softly wandered your hand, upper and upper. you approached his clothed manhood. and the tips of your fingers softly stroked this part of his body.

Wooyoung's breath twitched in his throat, and you could hear it. it was perfectly audible for you. it was as if any other sound couldn't be heard from you at this moment. any other sound mattered. only the signes of his pleasure.

you softly pressed this region. you wanted to make it pleasurable for him.

you quickly unbottonned his pants, and slid your hand in his pants. you did it again, through his boxers this time. you wanted to stroke the best spots. the ones that could give him a lot of pleasure.

you did it on his length. and even slid your hand lower to stroke his balls through the fabric of clothes.

“y/n.. please babygirl.. wait till i find a rest area..”

“i don't wanna be a good girl this time. i can't wait.”

you removed your seatbelt, and turned over to face Wooyoung. with a smirk, you leaned down.

“you better stay focus on the road, hmm.~”

you stick out your boyfriend's manhood from the clothes. Wooyoung only whined out, signalling you how eager he felt.

he felt needier than before. as the time flew by, the desire grew up. and even though the fact you were about to give him some pleasure while he was driving was first scaring him and it was not a turn on, he had to admit that now, it was exciting him. exciting him so much more than he expected it would do.

you started to move your hand up and down on his member. the pace was first slow, super slow. and it was enough to make him whine out.

he was typically the type to be very vocal when you were having sex. Wooyoung was loud, and was loud in any situations.

but then, you started to move faster. his whining state was motivating you to give him more pleasure.

your hand was moving on his length. and you wasted no more time: you take the tip of his member between your lips, and started to suck on it.

his right hand rested on your head instead on the gear lever. his fingers were holding few strands of your hair, and he was softly pulling the strands.

he was whining louder and louder.

“fuck... y/n... babygirl..!”

Wooyoung bit his lower lip. it was hard for him to keep driving when you were driving him crazy. he even breaked — it was easier for him to drive slowly, even though you were on a highway. he couldn't take the risk to have an accident with you.

“keep going babygirl.~ you're doing so great.~”

you followed the instructions, even though nothing was pushing you to do so. you kept this pace around his member. but you slowly pushed his member deeper in your mouth, until you couldn't take more — you reached this point, making you gag around his length.

it didn't take much more time for Wooyoung to warn you about his orgasm. you managed to give him this much pleasure.

in a groan, he came undone in your mouth. you swallowed few drops of his white liquid, and let the other ones running down his length.

“damn this was hot.”

you said as you were letting go of his member.

“because you do think we're done? you still misbehaved, babygirl. you should be punished.”

you frowned at his statement, but were you complaining? of course not.

with a smirk, you sat more comfortable on your seat. you were looking at the dark road in front of you. and only after few meters more, you could see a little spot of light further. it was coming closer as the wheels were spinning at a highest speed now Wooyiung could be more focus on the road.

“what are you looking at?”

Wooyiung asked with a smirk.

“and why aren't you removing all your clothes already?”

“you didn't ask me to remove them, boy.”

“it's daddy for you. now i'm asking you to remove them. so do it.”

you liked the tone Wooyoung used. he seemed even more charismatic. and of course, you liked to see him being this dominant.

you obeyed him, and removed all your clothes, without an exception.

as you got closer this spot of light — which was a rest area — you were naked on your seat, and not even hiding yourself. you were even teasing Wooyiung by stroking your own body.

“now, before i start doing it by myself, you better stroke something else than your whole body.”

Wooyoung said with a firm voice. you could see his hands holding the wheel tighter, leaning he was also working in himself not to jump off his seat to make you scream of pleasure.

“like what daddy?”

you bit your lower lip — your turn this time to feel extremely weak in front of him.

“huh. don't be this innocent. touch yourself.”

“anything daddy wants.~”

you had a smirk, showing off how confident you were.

you wanted to tease him as much as you could. and for that, you were ready to do anything you could.

you sat on your seat with legs wide open. you were turned over him, to be sure he could see you perfectly from his seat, with his peripheral vision.

your right hand started to wander further and further down, till they reached your core. you started to rub your clit in circles. you were already wet by the previous events, and this was now making you wetter. you rubbed you clit faster and faster. your breath was shorter — and so quicker. you started to whine, just as Wooyoung did.

“louder babygirl. i can't hear you.”

your head fell back, against the window. your eyes were shut down to enjoy the pleasure to the fullest. you started to whine louder, to the point you were no longer whining but moaning.

Wooyoung finally reached the rest area. he parked the car somewhere it was bright enough to see you, yet not too bright to give romantic vibes and maybe to sleep after.

Wooyoung stopped the car, yet let the keys in the hole. he took your hand as you were fastening your pace.

“stop it. don't go further.”

he moved his sit back, and laid down his seat.

“come on. on my face.”

you blushed at his order, yet obeyed again. you went above him, and rested both your knees on the seat at the back of the car, and opened your thighs wide enough for his face to fit in between them. you slowly sat on his face, looking down at him.

“if you dare coming undone before i told you to do so, i'll punish you harder.”

you could feel his hot breath against your folds. but you couldn't do anything else but nod. you were weak, and at his mercy.

Wooyoung first kitty licked your folds. he was teasing you. he couldn't do something else but tease you.

but then, your clit became his victim: he started to lick it, and suck on it. you started almost immediately to moan out again. the pleasure was too good.

again, your breath got shorter. one of your hand found its place in your boyfriend's hair. you softly pull on them. but it quickly wasn't soft anymore.

his lips started to do their magic on your clit, this sensitive spot of your body, and the pleasure only grew bigger. you were a moaning mess, of course. but how to hold back an orgasm as you were told?

“Woo! fuck! please!”

you were begging for him to say those words. but you knew he wouldn't. it was way too early.

“Woo? who's Woo?”

“Daddy! please!”

Wooyoung immediately stopped.

“already? damn. i was eating the first course only.”

Wooyoung spanked you to mention you to move. which you did. you sat up from his face, and in a blink of an eye, he caught you by your hips to lay you down on the backseat of the driver's seat. he opened your legs wide enough, and waisted no more time before eating you out again. his tongue was doing again its magic in this sensitive spot, and two of his fingers were wandering around your vaginal orifice.

his name's started to fall off your lips in cute moans that sounded like a melody to his ears.

his heart was racing at the thought of you having so much pleasure thanks to him. and at the thought of you both having fun in a car, in the middle of nowhere during a road trip.

Wooyoung softly pushed two of his fingers inside of you. they slid perfectly in your orifice because of how wet you were. he softly started to move them, in and out, and curled them a little to reach this spot inside of you — your g-spot.

you were moaning louder again. it was a pleasure to feel his fingers inside of you. each time you were having sex like that, it was the same as rediscovering the feeling of having intimacy with the man you love the most out there.

in a moan louder than the others, Wooyoung understood the message. and the hold on his locks being tighter was confirming what he was thinking: you were about to have your orgasm.

he then stopped what he was doing, and straightened up.

“about to come again babygirl?”

you were frustrated when you felt nothing anymore around your lower region.

“y-yes.. please daddy, let me come for you!”

you were pleading him with your eyes and your tone.

“shhh, babygirl.. let daddy take a good care of you.”

Wooyoung removed completely his clothes too. he was as naked as you were. softly, he came above you.

“what about trying again what we talked about?”

Wooyoung asked with a little smile. it was enough for you to understand what he was talking about.

“make love to me.”

Wooyoung softly kissed you. it was the tenderest kiss you had today. his lips were going along with yours so well — better than anything else. and as his lips were connecting with yours, making you feel loved and protected, he pushed himself inside of you. he pushed until he was filling you perfectly, to the brim. your folds against the skin of his balls. he have you time to get used of his length and size and again. it was the sweetest seconds ever: he kissed you multiple times, and left a lot of kisses on his way down to your neck. once he was there, he started to move into you. it was slow and small moves while he was pecking your skin. but then, as the thrusts became quicker and larger, he started to bite your skin and to leave purple marks on it: it was making you moan louder since it was an erogenous spot of your body.

you were holding his locks so tightly in your hand. the other one, on his back, started to leave marks too. you were scratching him, but he was the littlest problem ever — plus, you knew Wooyoung had a marking kink and loved it when you were scratching his back with pleasure. your scratches were motivated Wooyoung to give you his best tonight.

his movements inside of you became sloppier: each one of them was strong and giving you all his length after he came out if you, but he was hitting the bottom at an irregular pace. each time he was goin this deep into you, you were moaning out loud, and so he was. it was almost like a moaning dialogue between you — who would show the pleasure the best?

at this point, the windows were entirely recovered by the mist both your body's heat and breathing was creating. the light was now only circular yellow spot through the window — but it didn't really matter for you.

“daddy! please! can i come?”

you were screaming out your pleasure. you were still scratching him with your nails. and when you reached his waist, you lightly stuck your nails in his skin.

Wooyoung would have loved to make this last longer. but he had to admit he was tired from the long drive. he preferred to let you come, and come undone now and be sure he did great, than keep going without the certitude of being good enough.

“fuck! yes babygirl! you can!”

in a last thrust, you finally let the orgasm rushing through your body — it was a mystery for you to know how you did to hold it back, but you nailed it and Wooyoung changing the posture or your treatment helped you.

right after you, Wooyoung came inside of you. his own orgasm was long and you could feel how much sperm there was inside of you.

you were now looking at Wooyoung with pure love in your eyes. he pulled himself out of you, and layed dow on the top of your body.

“i love you so much, love..”

Wooyoung said with a little smile. he was softly stroking your tummy.

“who are you telling this to? me? or our future child?”

“both of you. i believe this time is the good one.”

Wooyoung kissed your cheek and your forehead softly, and took a blanket from the seat at the back of the car. he unfolded it, and wrapped both your bodies in it.

“sleep well, my loves.”

“you too, dad. we love you.~”

these as the last words of the day, you closed your eyes and snuggled up into Wooyoung. you didn't need much time to fall asleep in his arms...

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ji-yaaan · 4 years

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I feel like ordering something hot for this cold weather, hi, hi, is it okay if I ask for a lemon tea? Extra hot, please, I'm freezing. Leona, Octavinelle x MC, first french kiss because french kisses are good, and perhaps some hands involved, no one can resist french kisses' effects 🤭 Thank youuuuuuuu.

°•°•°•𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼•°•°•°

HC's with: Jade, Floyd, Azul, and Leona

WARNING!!!!!! Suggestive content, French kissing, mild spice ;)

Note: I'm late to requests what's new?😔 I am dying as I write this and the adrenaline in my system is ✨thriving✨ Go and live the horni dream as you read this crappy hc I guess? eHeM sElF iNseRt tiMe- hope you enjoy this hotass tea.😔✨

[ 𝙻𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚊: 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ]

°•°•°•𝓙𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓛𝓮𝓮𝓬𝓱 •°•°•°

A kiss with jade was always short and sweet. A peck on the cheek, a peck on the lips..... How delicious...

But those "little kisses" weren't really enough to feed this eel for long. (・////・)

As time passes by, the sweet temptation from a lick of your lips sets his mind to a frenzy. He'd want to pull you for a deep long kiss, but he promised that he'd take it slow... Goodness you were such a tease...

Normally he'd just settle with kissing the back of your hand before a goodbye, or an occasional kiss on the lips when you tug on his blazer... But today, it seems as if this desires has took a hold of himself...

Sitting by the tables at the Mostro Lounge, you tugged on the end of his coat before you said your goodbyes...

Expecting for a sweet peck on the lips, Jade leans down your sitting figure instead... Ohoಠ ͜ʖ ಠ

His tall figure looming over yours with an intensive gaze as if he's ready to devour you any moment.

Let's be real here, You're probably frozen on the spot and you don't know what to do or what to say, thus you just go blushy blushy under Jade's gaze... Same tho ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ

With the awkward silence as the two of you were alone in the lounge, the scarlet tint of your flushed cheeks just fuels Jade's desire more and more... My now, don't you just know how to push his buttons quite well?

In a flash of a second, everything goes black as Jade's lips collides with yours, unlike the usual comforting kisses... This one was... Hot...

Jade's tongue will gladly explore the deep depths of you. The kiss would definitely be long leaving you breathless. Take it or leave it( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

This being your first very very intimate moment, breathing through the messy kisses was difficult... But this eel just has a sadistic side to him enjoying your little squirms and embarrassment under his hold.

After the kiss, he loves admiring your flushed face with trails of saliva running down the corners of your mouth.

"Y/n my love, swallow it."

Maybe it was the dim lights and the slow music that played on the background, but a glint of lust sparkled in Jade's eyes with your reflection...( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"Let me see... Good girl~"

Just like that with his usual foxy smile, don't be surprised if your knees were to give up later ಠ﹏ಠ

°•°•°•𝓕𝓵𝓸𝔂𝓭 𝓛𝓮𝓮𝓬𝓱•°•°•°

Oh Floyd... Ok, I'll make life easier for you and give you a summary of his Hc: "Pls pin me down and dominate me. Thanks"

Floyd's kisses were always unexpected; A pleasant surprise if you will.

Floyd's mood swings can sometimes go higher than a rollercoaster, or lower than my grades, but by the end of the day, he comes in refuge in your arms asking for all of your love and attention.(´ω｀)

But sometimes, his affection for you maybe goes a little bit too much. From a cute sweet kiss, it quickly escalates to something more...lustful...◕‿◕

From a warm hug and sweet kiss, now you're pinned down on the couch as Floyd attacks your neck with multiple kisses leaving a trail of bruises and saliva.

Now comes the fun part. Floyd being Floyd, his hands may get touchy. Like, a whole lot.

Be it with his hands sliding past your shirt or pants, or him constantly removing parts of your clothes one by one. ಠ‿ಠ

He's the type to hold up your wrists together so you can't move, and watch your pretty little face squirming and struggling until you beg for more kisses.

Down from your neck, moving his way up to your lips, a sudden entrance in your mouth will caught you by surprise as Floyd devours you on the spot. (✿^‿^)

His kisses were deep and long, his tongue explores every inch of your mouth.

You have to admit. Floyd's tongue is quite skilled, in fact very skilled.

With Floyd's deep and long kisses, It surely does get hard to breathe with drools dripping from the corners of you mouth.

But the moment he pulls back, the image of you all messed up and all the darkened hickeys on your neck fills him up with excitement! ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

The drools staining your chin as you breathe heavily under his hold does a lot to him.

Both you will definitely be a mess after this.

"Ahh~ Koebi-chan, look what you've done to me~"

Yeah... I'll leave that sentence to your imagination( ╹▽╹ )

•°•𝓐𝔃𝓾𝓵 𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓸 •°•

oH yEs I'vE bEeN wAiTiNg lOnG fOr oCtObOy- ehem( ͡°ᴥ ͡° )

Azul is not the sweetest person to ask for a kiss, but when he's jealous however... That's a different story... ಠωಠ

He might ask you to sit on his lap while he works, of course who are you to decline the sweet offer of cuddling up to Azul? But it seems as if a cuddle is not something he's asking for...

While his pen glides on the papers at the desk, his face will make it's way in the crook of your neck.

Please remove his glasses for him and stare deeply in his eyes, he finds that very sweet! (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

Azul loves to savor your sweet scent that gets him excited everytime. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Azul definitely finds a vocal partner a turn on, hearing your beautiful whimpers are music to his ears after all. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)♡

Trailing butterfly kisses in the nape of your neck, making his way to kissing your jawline.

After all of that hot stuff, he'll carry you to the sofa and sit you on top of him. Oho it's getting fun ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ

One hand supporting your waist, while the other hold unto your cheek. Azul diving for a hungry kiss with you.

Azul will try his best to take the lead and control the situation. He did his research afterall.

A deep kiss closing the gap between you was the best reassurance he has that you're his and his alone.

Please hold unto his shoulders for support and pull on his hair!!! Octoboi finds it hot heh-

With the kiss being deep and long, it will get hard to breathe. So after pulling away from the kiss, the hot breaths and saliva mixed together was quite the hot mess.

You can imagine Azul out of breath as he licks his lips staring directly at you.(•///•)

"Y/N... You're mine."

Eye contact... It's all about the eye contact that melts your insides when you look at Azul... AZUL WITHOUT GLASSES!

If you blush at his remarks, you get bonus points because Azul lovessss seeing you embarrassed~ ಠ﹏ಠ

Say "I love you" and you have Azul as putty under your hold~

Oh! and when you say I love you, Azul will definitely get flushed red to his ears and neck so... Teasing time hehe~ bully the octopie with love!

OCTOSQUID IN MAFIA SUIT I LOVE YOU SM I CAN'T EVEN- ok I'll shut up I'm sorry about that

•°•𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓻 •°•

First of all, I can guarantee that the first french kiss with Leona will happen after a fight...ಠωಠ

After a fight of pride with Leona, sexual tension is through the roof! Glaring at each other, no signs of giving up as both of you are on each other's neck... Leona finds that hot ಠ‿ಠ

Leona won't admit to it, but having a fiesty partner that challenges him and puts him on edge was hot... In fact, very very hot...

Of course it's annoying at first, but seeing your furrowed eyebrows as you push your hair back in frustration does something to him (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Leona finds attraction in high sexual tension, So let's say you're about to flip and your face goes a little bit too close to his... He'd take that as an open invitation to shut you up.

My, don't be surprised if a pair if lips started to kiss yours desperately. Pulling unto your waist as his other hands hold your chin up to face him, the kisses were messy, but it was exciting.

Ngl Leona's tongue can win a talent show with his top notch skills.

He'll gladly explore every inch of your mouth with pleasure ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

Oh, kissing with Leona gets pretty touchy too! His hands will wander under your shirt unto your back, maybe even lower if he feels extra curious today-ಠ◡ಠ

Please pull unto his hair, he finds that really hot too.

Expect low growls to bless your ears here and there... ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ

Oh! Sometimes Leona may get a little too touchy, so I guess you have to have the control to stop him if you don't like that. I doubt it tho( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

But if you're into those freaky stuff, Leona will gladly go on an adventure with you down there( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

After the kiss, don't be surprised if you find love bites here and there, better cover up since it's a lot...

Oh, but it's no use to cover up since this cat boy happens to be an exhibit artist that loves to show off his work staining your neck purple.

What a way to come back with something like this amirite? Heh🤠

ALSO, AZUL BRAIN ROT IS REAL- MALLEUS' SPOT IS THREATENED AS MY LOVE FOR OCTOPIE GROW- send help😭😭😭😭😭

Azul I want your kneecaps🤭

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #disney twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst imagines #twst headcanons #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #jade leech #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #floyd leech x reader #jade leech x reader

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sluttbuttsstuff · 3 years

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Not to spam you but…

Yandere la squada and a darling that’s a little pant-y mess on the occasion that she masturbates and knows a member of the team is home, but upon thinking she’s alone (unaware of her stalker) is masturbating REALLY FUCKING LOUD 🥺 👉👈 sorry if it’s too filthy but this thought will not let me know peace

I do NOT know how to write short pieces; sorry, but that's just not the kind of writer i am. That being said, i had a lot of fun with this, so thanks for the request!

WARNINGS: afab femme reader, Not sfw, dub/con, but reader strongly implied to be okay with everything, voyeurism, sex toys, fingering, blow jobs, intercourse, etc.

Why is it so hard to get some alone time?!...okay, when you’re living with 9 other men, it shouldn’t really come as a surprise to you, but STILL! Well, at least you were able to release some tension, late at night when everyone was too asleep to barge into your room to ask you for something, but you had to stay quiet. God forbid anyone hear the noises you make, so you had to get yourself off quickly and efficiently, without getting to really enjoy yourself. So when this week’s meeting left you free for a day at the base ALONE (even Risotto himself had to be out for a mission, which was rare) you intended to take advantage of it to the fullest.

First: You sang all your favorite songs at the top of your lungs, without fear of anyone hearing you go out of key, or judging you for your taste in music. Then, You took an extra long shower AND bubble bath, effectively using up all the hot water and pampering your skin and hair-which you never had time to when you had to share the bathroom with all the other members. You ate a ton of junk food and ordered delivery all for yourself, and watched all the shows and movies you didn't have the time to before because Formaggio would watch sports games all day.

Finally, you figured now was as good a time as any to....”relax your body”. You were so excited, it had been so long since you’d taken the time to really explore your body while you rubbed one out. You got undresses, rubbing your smooth, moisturized legs together while you turned on one of your favorite pornos on your laptop. You mimicked the motions onscreen, rubbing your neck, your chest, stomach, and finally the lower lips of your pussy. You were already warm and tingling with anticipation, and it didn’t take long for you to get into it. You let yourself moan freely, not saying anything in particular as you clenched around your fingers, lubing yourself up for your toys that were waiting to be used again.

Eventually, the porn ended, but you were just getting started, rocking yourself on your favorite dildo, circling a vibe around your clit and pinching your nipples. It was intense but slow, pleasure raising and declining like gentle hills you rode out. Still, you held off your orgasm for as long as possible, you were having so much fun you didn’t want it to end. You were so invested in the pleasure you were feeling, the rest of the world went away, you didn't even notice the crash of your laptop off the bed.

You were close now, like it or not, so you pushed your body faster and harder than you had in ages, despite the cramps in your wrist and hips. You couldn’t stop your body now, wailing out, tears streaming down your face as you begged yourself for release. Almost there, almost-!!!!

Formaggio: Of course Formaggio was able to finish his hit early- he’s good at his job and doesn’t like carrying things out needlessly! Besides, his favorite team’s playing tonight, he has to hurry home before Prosciutto claims the TV again for an old movie marathon, ughhh. He calls out to you when he arrives home, since he knows you were off this week, but didn’t hear you greet him. You must now have heard him, either, or you wouldn’t be making noises like that. Formaggio cackles to himself-of course you’re getting off, he does the same when he gets the day off too. He likes to do something more exciting than usual though, like leave his door open, or do it in someone else’s room. Yours, for example.

Stifling his own laughter, he uses his stealth skills to sneak into your room. You’re so out of it, you don’t even notice when he opens the door, or your overturned laptop at the foot of your bed. It’s pretty hot, actually, you’re usually more tight-lipped than this, refusing his advances and keeping to yourself when not at work. He likes this side of you a lot more; hair messy, gleaming with sweat, and moaning like a porn star. Yeah baby, let it all out! Formaggio knows he probably shouldn’t, that you’ll kill him afterwards, but Formaggio isn’t exactly a good guy per se so he forces himself on you and grabs the dildo from your hands. You gasp and make an odd, half-choking noise, shocked at Formaggio’s presence and trying to stop moaning in front of him while he fucks you on your toy at double speed.

“Yo, y/n, had a good day today without the guys around? IT’s about to be a lot better, now that I'm here~ why don’t you let me have a turn making you feel good? I’m sure you’re tired from doing this all yourself.” Formaggio teases you, as you struggle to find the words and hide the noises. Finally, you roll your eyes and give up; if Formaggio really wants to help you out so badly, then you’re gonna put him to work. The two of you end up fucking for the rest of the aftenoon and evening, until Proscuitto bangs on your door to keep it down, and even then you have another round or two while giggling.

The two of you are exhausted, but sated, afterwards, and you convince Formaggio to make a run to the fridge to pull out your leftovers, on the condition you share them with him. You spend the rest of the night eating in bed, watching Formaggio’s beloved game on your laptop, and falling asleep. It's an almost perfect end to your day, except for the fact that Formaggio snores louder than a chainsaw.

Illusio: unfortunately, this is not the first time Illusio’s heard (or seen) you masturbate, try as you might to hide it. With a stand like his, you know he not only has the means, but desire to snoop on others. Hell, half the time he doesn’t even mean to spy on others, he just forgets about other’s privacy when he’s in his mirror world. This is, however, the first time you’ve been so vocal, presumably because everyone’s supposed to be out right now. Poor girl, it must be hard to take care of your needs when you’ve got to stare at him all day. He’d be pretty flustered too, with his long chocolate locks and well-toned muscles. Illusio pities you, so he decides he’ll give you the help you clearly need. Jumping from the mirror in the hallway to the one in your bedroom (See? You don’t even cover it up, of course you want him to ravish you!) he watches and listens for a minute at the raunchy display before him. Despite you clearly doing this for quite awhile, judging from the sheen of sweat and heavy breathing, your movements were steady and rhythmic, almost like you’d been edging yourself for a long time. How cute. You must have wanted him to finish the job for you. You’re being very loud however, which Illusio likes, but you’re not saying what he wants to hear. So, he slinks over to you like a ghost, and puts his hand over your mouth to stop you from screaming.

“As much as I love coming home to hear you pleasuring yourself, I think we can do a little better than this. And also-” He kisses the side of your shocked face, “If you’re going to scream something, scream my name.” He picks up where you left off, edging you again and again until you’re so desperate that you beg him to fuck you, and say all the pretty words he wants you to. He fucks you so good you squirt when you come, and makes you come again after he finishes inside of you. It takes you a minute or two to recover, but when you do, and Illusio is bragging about what he did to you, you chase him out of your room with a pillow for being an annoying cocky bastard.

Prosciutto:

Hmmm, well, this is a bit awkward. He knows what the noises mean the minute he first hears them, but isn’t sure how to approach this without embarrassing both of them. If it had been one of the other men, he’d have just slammed their door until they shut up so he didn’t have to listen to their tug session, but Prosciutto prided himself on being a gentleman, and didn’t want to embarrass a lady if he didn’t have to.

He waited about 5 or so minutes, hoping you would wrap up, but when you only got louder and louder he decided enough was enough. After all, god forbid one of the other men hear you-like Illusio or Formaggio. So, steeling himself, he coughed loudly and knocked on your door. You must not have heard him, as your moaning didn’t stop, you were clearly enjoying yourself too much to notice or care about the other men in the base.

Prosciutto huffed, almost offended. Is this what he gets for trying to be polite? Jerking off loudly like a common whore where anyone could walk into you? He tried the doorknob, and was almost disappointed you were careless enough to leave it unlocked. Really, this was all your fault, so when your noises of pleasure turned to shock and embarrassment, he merely chided you for your carelessness, forcing his tongue into your mouth to shut you up while he took over. He took control and instructed you how to properly touch yourself, as well as jerk him off in appreciation for the self-love lesson. He decides to leave it there for the night, as motivation for a reward the next time you’re home alone. So you better work hard on your next missions if you want him to properly fuck you, got it?

Pesci:

Pesci was grateful Prosciutto was willing to finish up the job for him, since it meant he got to go home early. Heck, maybe he could even get a chance to watch one of his documentaries before Formaggio came home and the game started. However, he was growing increasingly concerned about the noises coming from your room. He didn’t want to pry or anything, but you sounded...almost in pain. Sometimes you worked out or did yoga though, and Pesci thought that’s what you were working on, so he decided to leave you be.

However, upon hearing a loud crash, followed by a particularly pained groan, he thought it was best to check in on you. He knocked on your door frantically, but you were unable to answer it. Oh no, maybe you’d hurt yourself so badly you couldn’t even move! Determined to help you, he opened the door, only to see you writhing on the bed, nude and in the midst of an intense self-love session.

Pesci’s mouth opened, and closed, but unlike you, he couldn’t make a sound at the sight before him. It’s true, he harbored a small crush on you, but he had hope he would see you like this under better circumstances. He wasn’t sure what to do, he knew the right thing was to close the door and pretend like this never happened, but you seemed desperately in need of help, not to mention Pesci’s pants were tented with his own sudden but no less intense arousal.

Thinking back to advice Prosciutto had given him about manning up and taking what he wanted from life, he creeps up to your still unaware body, crouching onto your bed with a squeak of the bed springs. This is enough to break you from your trance, and you jolt up, looking at Pesci in shock and embarrassment. Pesci shushes you before you can say a word, pushing a trembling, clammy finger to your lips.

“Please...Let me help you y/n,” He begs you, looking you in the eyes with more courage and bravery than you’d seen from the man since you first met him. Still wet and horny, and body growing tired, you lick his finger, earning an adorable squeak from Pesci; this is going much better than he thought it would. You pull him on top of you, and show him what to do.

What Pesci lacks in experience he makes up for in quick-learning and a massive cock with a short refractory period. You move his hands for him across your body, bringing yourself to climax finally, and return the favor with a blowjob. Pesci doesn’t last long, but he’s hard again very quickly, which you decide to use to your advantage. You ride him again and again, Pesci doing everything you tell him to, and making sure you come as many times as he does. He comes everywhere, inside you and out and on your chest, and makes quite the mess of you.

IT doesn’t stop him from pulling you into a passionate kiss and spooning when you’re both sated, mumbling his thanks and sweet compliments about you. You end up sleeping together that night, and in the morning the men tease him half to death about it, but you can tell Prosciutto's proud of him.

Melone:

Oh, he’s been WAITING for this day since you first joined the team, and now that it’s finally happening he can hardly believe it’s real. First he Manages to reactivate the babyface from today’s mission to grab his camera and record everything. Then, he grabs his chest of toys from his room to help you out. He has a hard time not just jumping in and screwing you into your mattress, but like everything in Melone’s life, he has a plan for this, and he intends to follow through with it. After getting a minute or two of just your moans recorded (just in case his “mission” is unsuccessful, at least he’ll have fap material for later, he decides to make himself known.

“You know, y/n, your arm’s are going to get worn out like that before you’re able to climax if you keep this up.” Melone chided you, sitting on your vanity stool, head in his hands like he wasn’t just watching you touch yourself. You scream, out of shock and anger this time, trying to cover yourself and yell at him to get out. Melone’s incredibly stubborn however, and the tongue of a snake, and is able to persuade you into letting him stay, be it from charm, blackmail, or perhaps tapping into your own dark desires.

He starts by merely watching you, taking pictures with his phone and directing babyface on angles to take video. He instructs you on how to touch yourself, and gives you free range on his collection of toys. It all feels good, and you are able to come, but you’re still unsatisfied, to your disappointment. As if knowing this would be the result all along, Melone plays dumb and makes YOU beg him to touch and fuck you.

Once you finally give in, though, he’s much nicer to you, and to no one’s surprise is an excellent lover. He licks your pussy until you come again, and then finger fucks you once more for good measure, before pulling out his copy of the Kama Sutra. He lets you pick out your favorite positions, as well as a few he thinks will give you the most pleasure, and you tire yourself out.

Ghiaccio:

Ghiacchio does NOT want to deal with your loud noises right now, and he ESPECIALLY doesn’t want to deal with the “problem” it’s caused him personally. He breaks your door down, fully intending to chew you out for being so….”distracting” but ironically enough, Ghiacchio freezes when he sees you. He doesn’t have the most experience with dating, especially not with women (I imagine what limited experience he has was with other passione members *cough* Melone *cough*) so seeing you fully bare in front of him is a lot.

The noises you made haven’t helped either, halfway pained and desperate, it makes Ghiaccio oddly jealous; he wants to be the one that makes you make those noises. So before you can chase him out, or cover yourself, he tackles you on the bed, sloppily kissing and touching you. He’s rough, as you could have probably guessed, but also weirdly shy and gentle? For example, he fingers you so roughly and quickly you cum squirting within minutes, but he’s looking you in the eyes the entire time and gaging your expressions/reactions. He’s got a giant blush on his face, almost like he’s ashamed of doing this, but then bites your shoulder while he spears himself inside of you with a snarl.

Good news: you are no longer the loudest one in the house, Ghiacchio progressively growling then shouting the closer he is to climax. He jackhammers you with incredible speed, and bends your body in half to suit his own purposes. It takes him a couple rounds until he’s fully sated, but then he gets really soft afterwards. He likes to spoon you from behind so you don’t see his face, but he holds you gently, rubbing your shoulders where he nipped you, and soothing your sore muscles.

Risotto:

Let’s be honest: this isn’t his first time hearing you masterbate, he’s heard everyone in the base do it at least once. Hell, he’s even walked in on Melone a dozen times, once with Ghiacchio, so that’s not the issue. What is the issue, however, is that you’re being so loud and obvious he can’t ignore it. Even putting aside his personal feelings for you (which he isn’t necessarily willing to do) it would be bad if you were keeping yourself pent up like this around the others. You could be distracted on missions and hurt yourself or mess up your hit. Or worse- you could go to the others for sexual relief.

Clearly, you needed help, and it was your capo’s responsibility to help you take care of it, and only him. He turns invisible and sneaks into your room, but he needn’t have tried so hard to be stealthy. You were clearly in your own little world, fucking yourself on your fingers, crying out over the wet squelching of your aching pussy. He touches you lightly, so lightly you barely notice, while he’s still invisible. Sure, Risotto’s more than happy to do this, and he doesn’t care if you or the others know about his feelings, but he’s still a little shy, and unsure how you’ll react.

He’s worried for nothing, however, when you unconsciously rock into his touch, palming your breasts and licking the sweat off your brow. You’re confused about the phantom touches lingering on your body and invisible force rubbing your clit, but too aroused to do anything about it. You merely relax your tired body, letting yourself be finger-fucked into climax, crying out in pleasure-pain from the large, rough hands raking orgasm after orgasm out of your body.

After Risotto’s able to finger you enough to (he hopes) sufficiently stretch you out, he repositions your limp body, fluffing pillows under your head and placing you to face his still invisible body. He rubs the head of his cock against your clit and entrance, collecting as much lubrication onto his cock as he can. At the last minute, Risotto turns himself invisible, and watches the look of surprise and embarrassment turn into red hot need as he bottoms out into your aching, tender pussy.

He doesn’t go easy on you, each thrust hitting the deepest parts of you, forcing squeals out of you every time. You wrap your arms around him, trying to take some sort of control of the situation, but Risotto doesn’t give you an inch as he fucks the daylights out of you. Your moans spur him on, having gone from non-specific mewling to begging for Risotto to go deeper, harder, “more, more, more!” Risotto likes this side of you best, completely under his control and telling him exactly what he’s doing to you.

Far too soon, you orgasm again, already sensitive from your previous orgasms. Risotto isn’t done though, and doesn’t finish for several hours. Even when the others go home, and are tempted to say something, they hear who’s name you’re calling, and think twice before interrupting their capo’s “alone time.” Finally, after finishing, You pass out almost immediately, too exhausted to even clean yourself off. So, Risotto takes care of you, cleaning up your mess, putting some comfy pjs on you, and fetching some water and painkillers (just in case).

When he walks out of your room, the Squad is silent, no one daring to say anything (Ghiacchio and Formaggio are physically restraining Melone from talking). Risotto sees no need to say anything to them either, merely gives them all an unreadable look, before smiling to himself and returning to your room. Tomorrow, he’s going to need to rearrange the schedule; you’ll need some time off to recover.

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etherrreal · 3 years

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"when you drag them to a karaoke bar on a date"

Pairing: tanaka x reader ; bokuto x reader Genre: fluff, headcanons+drabbles Word Count: 1258 Warnings: mentions of alcohol/being tipsy A/N: after that fun karaoke banter, i was excited to see this request pop up in our inbox ; hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it! (psst, requests are still open btw!!) -Luna

#1 champion at karaoke for the past 5 years and counting and no one can beat him

(no, there are no official records or awards, but don't crush his dreams by telling him that)

he was absolutely ecstatic when you suggested a karaoke date

he’s....not the worst?

generally, he can carry a tune decently well but he tries waaay too often to sing a riff or add some spice like he's Mariah Carey and that's when it all goes wrong

initially, you were going to a place that allowed private rooms for groups so you can just fuck around as a dynamic duo

but he wanted to show off his skills so you and everyone in attendance could be jealous of his vocal talents, so you went to a local bar instead

As soon as you arrived at the bar, Tanaka ordered you both some drinks and wings to munch on. Grateful for the liquid courage, you ordered a second to help keep the nerves at bay. Tanaka was happy to sit back and eat so he could "gauge his competition," whatever that meant.

You could tell that he was pumped to be there; his head was nodding to the beat, his hand was tapping away on his thigh, and he was mumbling along to the words. You enjoyed watching him more than the couple screeching on stage to the tune of "Don't Go Breaking My Heart."

A few drinks and two baskets of wings later, Tanaka finally decided that it was his time to shine. He left you with a quick peck on the lips, the leftover taste of gin lingering on your lips. You watched him wave at the audience before browsing the song selection. When he settled on “Sweet Caroline” by Neil Diamond and stumbled his way back to the mic, you knew you were all in for a treat.

"I'm going to be dedicating this one to my baby back there." He blew a kiss in your direction, a few people turning to look at you cringing in the back of the room. “I hope you all enjoy my amazing rendition of this song.”

He started out fine, pretty good, actually. The low, flat tone worked well with his voice and he knew every single word without glancing at the screen, most likely due to hearing the song incessantly play during commercials.

Then the bridge came, and as the note became higher and louder, the singing became more and more horrific to listen to. And once the chorus started, he finally let go, bouncing around the stage with the detached microphone in hand, letting the spirit of Neil Diamond flow through him.

Meanwhile, you had broken out your phone and decided to record him for all of your friends to see later. You were sure that your obnoxious cackling was caught on the video, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. This was going to be a precious memory for you hungover rockstars to look back on in the morning.

You knew that somewhere in America, Neil Diamond was cringing and didn't know why. Little did he know an overzealous Japanese man was enthusiastically butchering his song to impress his partner.

And gosh dammit, it was working.

you don't know what kind of beast you've released, oh no

before the entire question had even left your mouth, he already found a place nearby that had karaoke nights every saturday

bokuto...bless his heart

you ever heard two cats fight? they’re screeching, yowling, and making all sorts of alien noises? that’s him.

he definitely thinks that louder means better and while he’s got the spirit, the spirit wishes that he would let it go to spare its ears

bokuto waited forever to have a girlfriend, and he was sure as hell going to take advantage of the fact that you were finally in his life 👀

You arrived at the bar as soon as the event started, the host filling in the guests about the fun times that were about to ensue. At your table, Bokuto was practically vibrating with excitement as the host went on about the rules. You both learned that at the end, everyone would vote for 3 winners for the night and the index cards and pencils laying on the tables were to cast your votes.

After the explanations, the host asked for volunteers in the audience. Bokuto’s hand shot straight up, wiggling his fingers and waving his arm in hopes of getting the man’s attention. While he wasn’t the only hand up, he definitely was the most enthusiastic, which was most likely the reason why he was chosen to go up on stage.

You thought it would be just him, finally having the chance to watch him be the true Beyoncé he thought he was. But when you felt him grab your hand and yank you out of your seat you were utterly confused.

“Where are you taking me? You’re the one that said you wanted to go,” you asked suspiciously, dragging your feet to slow him down. He was parading his way towards the stage quite quickly before stopping suddenly at the edge to turn back to you, hands grasped in his.

“We’re going to sing a duet,” he announced matter-of-factly. He left no room to argue when he tugged you onto the stage, positioning you awkwardly in front of one of the mics so he could pick a song. You tried to peer over his shoulder to see what he chose, but his broad shoulders blocked the view.

He turned back to you and stood next to the other microphone, a wide grin painted on his face as he waited for the music to start. The first few notes to “I Got You Babe” by Sonny & Cher came through the speakers, your eyes instinctively rolling into the bad of your skull. That song was one that Bokuto had played countless times before, insisting that it must be the song of your relationship. You told him that wasn’t how that process worked, but it didn’t prevent him from playing it on repeat-- or simply serenading you with it-- almost every single day.

Which you supposed you had to be grateful for, because now you had to know every single word to the song by heart to sing it with him or else you’d make a fool out of yourself.

The words flowed effortlessly from your mouths, but the musical talent absolutely did not. The only way to describe Bokuto's voice was by saying it sounded like he was being actively tortured live on stage. It would explain why his pitch was all over the map.

To make up for the lack of talent, Bokuto improvised some moves, grabbing your hand to twirl you about, sometimes tugging you back into his chest to rock gently back and forth with you. The embarrassment you felt in the beginning easily melted away by the end of the performance. It was the most fun you’d had in a while, and seeing him beaming with happiness by the end was all you needed to reassure you this night out had been worth it.

Somehow, despite believing that you were the absolute worst couple to grace that stage, you both managed to win 3rd place. Bokuto was convinced that it was because of his sickening dance moves and smooth but powerful voice, and you didn’t quite have the heart to tell him otherwise so you let him brag about it all night long.

Written by: Luna

Requests: OPEN!!

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twilight-love-nochu · 3 years

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BTS Reaction to neglecting your family while away (Maknae Line)

JIMIN (Park Jimin)

*im going to name the kids here because it’s more understandable than saying Y/S/N as there are two sons in this reaction*

“Okay, everyone in the car!” You shouted while struggling to get every school bag, lunch box as well as your own things that you’d need for work and holding your youngest daughter in your arms. You ushered your 3 kids out of the house and into the car as fast as possible to get them at school on time. You put the things into the trunk while your sons got into the car on their own. You were so thankful they were quite independent already when it came to certain things at 7 and 5 since you also had to take care of your 3 year old. As a Semi-single parent that was very helpful and you couldn’t help but thank God for that.

You hurriedly closed the trunk and went to the backseat of the car to put your daughter in her car seat and checked if your sons put their seatbelts on right. When you were sure they did, you carefully closed the car door and slipped into the driver's seat.

“Done!” You thought while closing your eyes and letting out a sigh. A grin stretched out on your face when you then realized what always followed the hectic morning.

“You know what time it is?” You turned to look at your children in the backseat still grinning and you could see the same thing happening on your children’s faces.

“CARPOOL KARAOKE!!” You heard the voices of your eldest son Adam and your daughter booming inside the small space you were in, even though you weren't entirely that the little one even really knew what was happening. Your 5 year old, Yeonwoo, didn’t say a thing and simply looked through the window. You found that weird because usually he was the one who was most excited about the karaoke session you had almost daily. You shrugged it off and blamed it on him not getting a good night of sleep last night after having a nightmare.

Your husband and you started to do those carpool karaokes ever since your eldest son started kindergarten. One day, your husband and you just put on some music in the car on the way there and sang your hearts out and you saw how excited your son was on the backseat, which surprised you because he would usually be in a bad mood and pouting before going to kindergarten. Seeing that it put your kids in a good mood and woke them up, made them actually excited to go to school and was a great bonding time for your family, Jimin and you decided to make it a tradition.

You were singing songs that were playing on the aux at the top of your lungs with your son and your daughter was also trying her best to sing the songs right but the only voice you didn’t hear was the one from your middle child. So when you arrived to a red light, you turned to him and said: “where missing your beautiful vocals, babe”

“Yeah you need to sing with us to practice for our band, Yeonwoo” Adam added to his brother, which made you chuckle. Yeonwoo was not laughing though. In fact he didn’t react to anything you said and kept looking out of the window. He started to worry you. Usually, even if he was tired, the karaoke would help him wake up and excite him. You sighed but couldn’t do anything in the moment as you had to continue driving again.

You dropped Adam off at his primary school and sent him off with a kiss before making your way to the kindergarten to drop off the other two. Without Adam’s singing, the vibe inside of the car became a little weird though, since you were the only one singing, with your daughter's cute rambling, but you didn’t want to stop and make everything even weirder. Plus, you had a little hope that Yeonwoo would soon give into the singing.

To your dismay, he kept silent until you got to your destination. You brought the too inside and helped them take off their shoes.

“Kissy” you turned to your daughter. She gave you a kiss and skipped inside with the educator.

You then turned back to Yeonwoo who was getting up to go inside, too.

“What a second, kiddo.” You knelt down and made him turn to you but he kept his gaze on his jacket. “Are you okay? If you don’t want to go to kindergarten today, you don’t have to, you know? We can go get some ice cream or go home and sleep some more?” You were never a fan of forcing your kids to go to school. If they really didn’t want to go, there would be a good reason for that.

“I’m okay, mommy. I need to go inside now. See you later.” He said without a lot of enthusiasm in his voice but he nevertheless gave you a kiss and went inside.

You watched him worriedly until he was out of sight and got up with a sigh to make your way to your job.

The whole day long, you couldn’t get your son out of your head. What was wrong with him, today? He was usually so cheerful. Was it maybe his nightmare? That was the only reason he could have for being so down, so that must be it. When he came into your room hiccuping, you asked him if he wanted to talk about it but when he shook his head vigorously, you let it be. Now you wished you had insisted more so that you would know how to help him now.

When you picked your kids back up from school and Yeonwoo was still not his old self, you decided you had to talk to him. So you sat him down with you after dinner and started asking him.

“Kiddo, what has been up with you all day? You look so sad it makes mommy sad too” you told him slightly pouting to lighten the mood a little.

“I already told you this morning that I’m fine, mommy. There’s no need for you to be sad” he stood his ground. You looked at him and decided to change your tactic and ask directly. You sat him down on your lap and asked: “Does it maybe have anything to do with the bad dream you had yesterday?” You felt him tense a little and look look down but he stayed silent.

“Mommy?” He shyly looked back up at you.

“Yes baby?”

“Does…. does daddy hate me?”

What?

To say you were in shock was an understatement. Why would he say that?

“No he doesn’t baby, don’t be silly. Why do you think that?” You asked full of concern. So that’s what his dream was about? No wonder he was that upset.

“Daddy's never here, doesn’t call and when he does, it’s only for a short amount of time. Is it because of me? Does he not like me?” His voice wavered and his eyes filled with tears making you almost cry with him.

“No, honey, no. Daddy loves you very much. He loves us all, so don’t you ever think otherwise. Daddy is just a very busy person, you know? It’s true he’s away a lot but trust me if he could be with us everyday he would.” You could tell he was having a hard time believing you so you did the only thing that would make him believe. You pulled out your cell phone and FaceTimed the man in question.

“ You know what? Let’s call daddy and you’ll see” you felt your son getting anxious on your lap but you were set on sorting this out as soon as possible.

“Hey babe!“ the familiar voice of your husband boomed through your phone.“ I know I haven’t called much lately, I am so sorry. I swear I am trying but I can’t seem to find the time, I’m so sorry“ Jimin started to ramble as soon as he answered. You chuckled. You knew he was trying his best so you didn’t put it against him.

“It’s OK babe, that’s not why I am calling. I’m calling because this little guy here” you pointed the camera at said little guy who now had his head hidden in your shirt ”put the silly idea into his mind that you don’t love him. I tried to tell him that that was not true but I can’t convince him, so maybe you can.” as soon as you said the words you saw your husband‘s face fall.

“Yeonie? Hey look at me kiddo.”You could literally hear the heartbreak in his voice. Your son slowly turned to look at his father on your phone. “Why would you think that?”

“You said that in my dream. You said that you didn’t love me and that was why you 're always away.” He fidgeted with your shirt tears starting to fall from his eyes.

“Yeonie, listen to me. That was just a dream. That was not reality. Trust a bad dream. OK? I love you more than anything else in the world. You along with your siblings and your mother. You are everything to me. Me being away so much has nothing to do with any of you. Because of my job People from everywhere in the world want to see me. And if I wasn’t doing this job I wouldn’t be able to bring back all these awesome toys, would I?” Jimin added playfully. When you heard Yeonwoo giggle for the first time today, you couldn’t help the relieved sigh that left your lips.

“By the way, you won’t believe what awesome toy I found for you this time!” At this point it looked like Yeonwoo had completely forgotten about his nightmare and the tears on his cheeks.

“What is it? What is it?” He bounced up and down on my lap in excitement.

“That’s a surprise” your husband laughed. “You’ll see we’ll have sooo much fun with it.”

“Okay, come home soon daddy!” Your son said slightly disappointed that he had to wait to know what his toy was.

“I will. I miss you very much Bub. And I love you, and you too Y/N.”

“Love and miss you too” your son and you said in unison and ended the call.

“Feel better babe?” You asked the child.

“Yeah. But I want to know what my toy is.” He pouted which made you burst out laughing relieved that your son was back to normal.

V (Kim Taehyung)

Taehyung’s biggest dream next to becoming an idol was to found a family. Have a beautiful wife and have a lot of children with her. Everyone knew that, it was pretty clear when you saw the way he acted with children. Each time he would see people with their children in the streets or when he played with his younger relatives his desire to finally achieve that dream would get bigger and he would get more and more impatient to get there.

He would most likely make a great father too. He always had his father as an example and wanted to be just like him: an amazing father to his kids, who didn’t miss a step of them growing up, who was always there when they needed it and did his best to give them the world.

When he met you, he knew instantly that he was a step closer to his dream. He made it his mission to make you fall in love with him -which happens pretty quickly considering his outstanding looks and charming personality. Fast forward 3 long years later he popped out the question and you two got married. Taehyung was the happiest person alive at this point. Not only did he achieve half of his dream but he was married to the most wonderful person he had ever met. But something was missing for him to be completely satisfied.

So he didn’t waste any time and you two started trying for a baby. And after 3 even longer months of trying and desperation you finally saw the two bars on your pregnancy test. You stayed frozen on the toilet trying to process the information. You were pregnant. You were going to be a mother. Happiness and relief washed over you.

But your reaction was nothing against your husband‘s reaction.

You got out of the bathroom and into your bedroom where Taehyung was pacing back and forth from one end to the other obviously anxious over the results of the test. He was so caught up in his thought that he didn’t even realize you were standing in the room until you called out his name. As soon as he saw you he rushed to where you stood and asked what the results were. You didn’t trust your voice so you settled with just showing him the test in your hand. He looked at it and after a few seconds he looked back up at you in disbelief. “Does...does it mean you’re...you’re…” he was choking up and couldn’t form a correct sentence in fear that he understood it wrong and it was yet again a failed attempt. That was until you nodded your head with a soft smile and tears starting to brim your eyes.

In the next moment Taehyung fell to his knees in front of you and sobs ripped through the quiet room. He was so happy. Pure happiness. After so many years he finally did it. He had gotten everything he had ever wanted in his life. And that was the moment he realized it.

“You’re going to be a dad, Tae.” You said softly to him as he hugged your belly while he whispered sweet promises of a good life to his chilled growing in your belly.

Over the next 9 months Tae was extra protective of you, he was not going to let anything happen to you or your child. He’d scold you every time he saw you do some kind of effort - potentially dangerous or not -, he’d do most of the chores that you usually did even though you assured him over and over again that you could do it, he’d accept every moody attitude that you had and buy everything you needed for your cravings and even try the weird dishes with you, although that was just because for his curiosity. He even renovated one of your spare rooms into a newborn room with the other bang tan boys without you knowing. You were kind of upset about the fact that he didn’t let you help but at the same time you were quite happy with the result. The room looked dreamy.

Taehyung even assisted to the birth of your beautiful baby girl and was the first one to hold the new main character of your life. Later that night he held her tight and watched her sleep and you also asleep in the bed next to him and realized that this was the start of the most beautiful moments in his life.

And that’s how it was for the first few months. While balancing his work life and his private life he tried to spend every moment he had with her and you and he did a great job at it as he did not miss one of her firsts.

That was until the impossible happened.

A world Tour.

Over the past few months Tae had almost forgotten that he was not only Kim Taehyung but also BTS’s V and that V also had responsibilities.

Now Taehyung obviously loved tour. He did. He loved it at any other moment that now. Of all the other times it could have happened, it had to happen during the most important time of parenting. He knew he was going to miss a lot which visibly broke his heart. You saw that and tried lifting up his mood by reassuring him that you were going to call each other as much as possible.

But that promise was harder to keep that you had thought. Of course you two tried to talk everyday but a lot of factors were playing against it. Schedules, time difference, exhaustion, flights… it just wasn’t working.

Your daughter’s first birthday was coming up soon and Tae was still on tour. You knew that he would never forgive himself if he missed such an important day with her and you were worried that you two would not be able to call each other again on that day. So you came up with a solution.

You were going to go to wherever he was on that day. You planned everything and made arrangements with his manager to see if it would be alright, which luckily it was.

That‘s how you found yourself 5 days later in the airport on your way to Germany to surprise your man with your daughter.

Your phone was going off for the third time this morning and it was Taehyung again. He was trying to reach you to talk to your daughter since today was her birthday and you felt bad for not answering but you knew you had a bigger surprise to make up for it.

And you were a little relieved when you went into the plane and had to turn your phone off for the flight as you didn’t have to go through the temptation to answer your husband’s calls.

The plane took off and you looked anxiously at the 1 year old on your lap waiting for her to start crying but to your surprise she was fast asleep. You sighed in relief and decided to take an example on your girl and took a nap, too.

Several hours and only one tantrum from your daughter later you arrived in Berlin and found the boys‘ manager who was here to pick you up.

„Did you have a good flight, Y/N“ Sejin said while hugging you and then pinching the cheek of the sleeping girl in your arms.

„Long but okay, thank you.” You replied. Sejin was like an older brother to you by now so it was nice to see him again.

He took your luggage and led you to the car to take you to the rehearsal place the boys were currently at. You had to say that you were kind of nervous after not answering his calls but you were more excited to see his reaction and to see him. You arrived in the blink of an eye and you got out of the car.

“They’re practicing right now, let me take you there.” Sejin told you as you got out of the car.

You ran a hand through your hand and took a deep breath before following the tall man into the practice room, your daughter in your arms just starting to wake up.

The familiar sound of ‘Black Swan’ got louder and louder in your ears and soon enough you saw your husband and his 6 brothers dancing their hearts out with their backs to you.

Your heart was pounding in excitement but you tried to contain it and not run up to the love of your life right then as you didn’t want to disturb their dance practice.

The music came to an end and all the boys fell to the floor in exhaustion and you couldn’t help but worry about if they were getting enough sleep. Tour was tiring as it was so pair that with the boy’s perfectionism, your worries were definitely not for nothing.

You were caught up in your thoughts when your daughter started babbling incomprehensible words and when you lifted your gaze back up to look at the boys seven pairs of eyes were looking back at you in pure surprise. ‘Way to ruin the surprise’ you thought to yourself

“Surprise!” You said sheepishly with a grin on your face.

Taehyung was the first to stand to his feet. “Is this real or is the exhaustion making me hallucinate?” You giggled as you saw him Blick in disbelief.

“No hallucination, babe. I couldn’t let you miss Y/D/N’s first birthday.” You reassured him and in the next moment he was sprinting over to you two.

“Y/D/N!!! My princess Daddy missed you so so much!” But as he reached to take her in his arms, she did the unthinkable. She flinched away and hid in the crook of your neck.

Oh no.

You could see the exact moment Taehyung’s heart broke. He dropped his arms slowly and his smile did the same thing “ She-“ he gulped “ Does she not remember me?”

“She’s just sleepy” you laughed nervously “she just woke up. You know how she is when she wakes up.” You tried to calm him down but you both now that was not the reason for her behavior. Let’s face it. She just turned one and her father had been away for a few months. You honestly couldn’t expect her to remember him. At least not right away.

By now the rest of the boys were also beside you watching the scene unfold in front of them. Tae took a deep breath and tried reaching for her again. “ Princess it’s me, your Appa.” He said softly, partly to not scare her away but also because he was sure he would break down if he spoke any louder. But the tears came anyway when she shook her arms out of his gentle grip and started to cry.

You didn’t know what to do. How do you make your child remember their father? You racked your brain for something while the boy tried to comfort your husband. Screw it, you told yourself as you resolved to just talking to her.

“Baby, will you look at mommy” you cooed. When she looked at you hiccuping you were relieved at the small win. “ Look over there! It’s your Appa” you said overly enthusiastically but she wouldn’t look. “Princess you love Appa, don’t you remember?” She looked up at you again at your words a little confused but interested and you could see Tae’s desperate look from the corner of your eyes. “Yes! You don’t remember talking to him on the phone? He always sings to you.” And that’s when it hit you. “Tae! Sing!” The confused look on his face mirror the one your daughter made earlier but when he saw your encouraging smile he started to sing.

His beautiful deep voice filled the room as he sang your daughter’s favorite song and for a moment you just stood there and took in how nice it felt to be back with Tae and be able to here his voice in real life.

And then you looked at your daughter anxiously. Out of a sudden she’d turned her head to look at her father. Did she recognize him?

“Appa?” She said in a small voice and relief washed over you and you could tell the same happened to your husband.

“Yes. Yes Princess, it’s Appa.” He said eyes slightly moist as he took a tentative step toward you.

That’s when your daughter’s face finally broke into a big smile. “Appa!” She shouted, making grabby hands towards him. Sighing in relief Tae took her in his arms and hugged her tight, a few tears now rolling down his cheeks. “I missed you so much my little Princess. Happy birthday.” He whispered to the now excited bundle of happiness in his arms and planted a few kisses across her face, making her giggle.

You reached up and wiped the tears that were resting on Taehyung’s cheeks away and he turned to you. “Hi” he said and you giggled “Hey.”

“Thank you for doing this.” He pulled you in for a family hug.

Suddenly you heard a voice from behind Taehyung. “ I’m not trying to ruin your moment but Y/N did you maybe bring a cake? I haven’t had any sugar in way too long.” Jungkook pouted and everyone in the room bursted into laughter.

Jungkook (Jeon Jeongguk)

“Whatever. I have to go.” He ended the call before you could get another word in.

Were you really being too clingy? It’s not like it was the first time you had to go through this type of situation. You two had been separated for far longer than this time so why were you like this?

“Mom are you okay?” You suddenly heard a voice at your bedroom door. You looked up to see your son watching you with worried eyes.

“Yeah I’m okay.” You mustered up a smile. “Why do you ask.”

“Because you’re crying.” He said his frown getting deeper. Immediately your hand went to your face and sure enough tears were streaming down your face.

“O-oh” you tried to dry them as fast as possible “I’m okay, puppy. Don’t worry.” You replied with a soft smile but he didn’t seem to believe you as he came in, took a seat next to you on the bed and pulled you in for a hug.

Naturally your tears started falling freely when you realized your son’s hug felt almost the same as Jungkook’s which only made you miss him more. He was 16 now and definitely resembled what his father looked at the same age.

“Mom, please tell me what’s wrong.” He asked again. You didn’t want to tell him because you didn’t want him to worry about you but maybe not telling him would only make him worry more you pondered. The sobs ripping through you wouldn’t let you speak even if you wanted to anyway.

“Is it dad?” Y/S/N asked tentatively. Oh fish were you really that obvious? Finally calming down a bit you pulled away and looked at your son.

“You got me.” You chuckled, wiping at your tears. “I’ve just been missing your father a little more than usual lately. It’s silly. Really Y/S/N, don’t mind me.”

He didn’t let up though. “ You have every right to miss him mom. I mean when was the last time he’s even called. Seems like he’s forgotten he has a family here.” The scowl on his face changed from worried to angry at the thought of it. Slight panic settled inside of you. You couldn’t let him be mad at his father because of you.

“Don’t say that, pup. You know your dad loves us more than anything. He is just really busy right now. I’m sure he tries to call as often as he can.” You reasoned partly trying to convince yourself.

“Right but then he argues with you when he does call?” You froze. Had heard you two fight? “Being busy is not a reason for treating you like this, mom. You’ve been nothing but a loving wife and an amazing mother. When he’s not here you take care of us and the house all on your own while he’s having fun all around the world.” You could hear the concern and disappointment in his voice which broke your heart.

A sigh left your mouth. “Y/S/N look at me.” You waited until his eyes met yours before continuing. “I’m fine, okay? Your father and I are fine. Yes we did fight but that doesn’t mean anything. What couple doesn’t fight, hm? But that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t love us or appreciate me. I probably wouldn’t have been crying if I hadn’t been stressed with work and tired, so it’s not all your dad’s fault.” You forced a smile to convince him. It didn’t seem to work so you added “In fact, I’ll take a nap now and when I wake up all be completely alright again.” You said beaming.

“Alright” he said rolling his eyes but a small bunny smile on his lips “But if dad makes you sad again I won’t forgive him.” He added as he stood up from your bed to make his way outside.

“Look at you, protecting your mother.” You teased “My baby boy is all grown up” you wiped at a fake tear.”

“Whatever.” Your son laughed with a slight blush on his cheeks as he walked out of your room.

“I love you!” You said before he shut the door completely and you heard him shout it back from the hallway.

You could always count on your children to make you feel better, you thought to yourself as you lied back down on your bed. You weren’t lying when you said that you were tired because of work so you decided to actually take a nap.

In his room Y/S/N couldn’t stop thinking about his conversation with you. He knew that you were defending his father because you loved your husband and because you wanted to protect him from any problems between them two but he also knew that his father was in fact neglecting his family - be it on purpose or not - and that it was taking a toll on you. He could let his father get away with that. What kind of son would he be if he did?

So he took out his phone and called the man in question and to his surprise he did actually answer.

“Hey kid. Can I call you back later? I’m in the middle of practice right now” the familiar voice in the end of the line said making him roll his eyes. Typical he thought to himself.

“No, actually. Because I know you are going to forget and not call and this is kind of urgent.” He said before his father could end the call.

“Urgent? Did something happen?” He could hear the slight panic in Jungkook’s voice.

“Yes. Your argument with mom happened.” The worry on his dad’s face quickly changed to disinterest to which his anger grew.

“Y/S/N don’t mind it. This has nothing to do with you. Your mom and I are fine.” Y/S/N could tell that his father was about to end the call.

Wow is he serious? How could he be so insensitive after hurting her like that?

“You might be fine but she is not, dad” at this point he wasn’t even trying to hide the anger in his voice. “Mom does so much and you take her for granted.”

Jungkook could hear how affected his son was and that was definitely not his intention. But he really had to go back to practice right now so he tried to calm him down as fast as possible “ Buddy listen-”

“No you listen to me, Dad” his son’s dedication surprised him “When you’re not here, Mom has to balance work, taking care of the work, taking care of us and she does it without ever complaining. Even when it gets hard and she misses you she keeps to herself to not upset us and to be strong for us because we miss you too. But then when she needs you, just to talk to you, for you to make her feel better and to give her strength to go through all of this you snap at her and make her cry?” At this point your son was getting a little emotional.

It is only when Jungkook heard those words that he forgot all about practice and started to realize what he was doing “W-wait what? She cried?”

He didn’t know? Your son thought to himself. He thought he knew he made you cry and just didn’t care, that’s why he was so mad.

“I thought you knew.” He saw his father frantically shake his head on the screen of his phone.

“I would have never ended that call knowing she was crying, Y/S/N. If I knew I had upset her that much I would have talked it out with her.” Although his anger died down significantly the 16-years-old was still quite mad at his father because no matter if he knew it or not he made you upset. “Is she okay? Is she still crying?” Okay so he does care. Good to know.

“She’s fine now. I comforted her.” Even though that is supposed to be your job. He wanted to add but decided against it because he could see that his father genuinely felt bad. “I think she just misses you a lot, Dad. You’ve been gone for months and when’s the last time you called?”

Jungkook knew he hadn’t been the best husband and father for the past months and the guilt fell on him like a brick. “Let me talk to her.”

“She’s taking a nap right now. She has been overwhelmed with work for the past weeks.” Your son shook his head.

“She has?” Jungkook ran his hand through his locks in frustration for not knowing “Gosh I’m such a fuckup.” He frowned.

“Yes but your lucky Mom loves you. She kept defending your actions earlier even though you’ve obviously been an asshole to her.” Jungkook was so absorbed by the thought of him not deserving you that he didn’t even notice his son insulting him.

“Y/S/N please tell me when your mom wakes up. I need to talk to her as soon as possible but I don’t want to wake her up. She probably really needs the sleep.” He said and his son nodded. Jungkook was set on making things better with you. “Thank you. And I love you. And I love your mom. Please don’t ever doubt that.” Jungkook said with the most serious look on his face. The last thing he wanted was for his son to question his father’s feelings for his mom.

“I know. That’s why I called. I know you will make it better.” He finally smiled at his father and his father mirrored it.

They said their goodbyes and Jungkook was left to find a worthy apology.

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Brothers x Autistic! MC Tidbits/Headcanons

I figured I’d do one as I’m autistic and I wanna be included in things. At the same time however, autism is a spectrum and each of us experience different behaviors and such. As such, each MC for each brother is different so everyone feels included! These are meant to be platonic but you can interpret this however you want. I’m asexual so writing actual romantic stuff makes me very uncomfortable lol.

|Masterlist is here|

MC is gender neutral, yall

Available on Ao3, Wattpad

Lucifer

♡ Clashing with one another from the get go. ♡ Lucifer tends to criticize you, and its mostly unintentional. He’s just looking out for you, though his pride prevents him from admitting that he cares about you. ♡ One day though, the usual comment that falls from his lips about you ends up making you snap. As a result, you are calling him every name under the blocked sun in the Devildom. (Satan LOVES this.) This is when Lucifer realizes he made a fucky wucky. (Thanks @error-code-606 lmao) ♡ Lucifer gets a super harsh reality check from Satan, reminding him that you are autistic and that constant put-downs is bad for a persons self-esteem/image issues. For once, pride feels guilt bubbling in his gut. ♡ From then on, Lucifer is more mindful of how he words his issues with you. (Still staying blunt, which you appreciate.) All the while he praises you from time to time for all the good stuff you’ve done thus far. ♡ Lucifer would keep mental notes of all your stims and triggers. ♡ Entertains stim toys and isn’t bothered by such as he tries to work. ♡ Lucifer would play soothing music for you, mostly classical or easy listening. Something to tingle your sensory. ♡ He stops your meltdowns before you could fully lose control of yourself. ♡ Soft hands are your weakness and Lucifer’s hands don’t disappoint. He’ll let you hold his hands anytime you desire. ♡ Lucifer's office is the best spot for you to have quiet time. ♡ You can talk his ear off and he would love every second of it, deep down.

Mammon

♡ He was quick to pick up on your behaviors before you could push him away. ♡ He is able to joke with you, both of you laughing like hyenas all the way. ♡ Mammon would never make fun of your stutter or mispronunciation of words. He’s patient and tries his best to help you. He absolutely hates when the other demons (not his brothers) make fun of you for something you have no control over. ♡ Both of you would find comfort in each other. ♡ You would absolutely adore his hair. Being a fan of bright colors and his hair being as white as angel wings. Bless his heart, he will allow you to play with it while denying how much he likes it. ♡ He knows the sound of coins is one of your favorite sounds sensory wise. He always makes sure to have some coins on him. ♡ Mammon would remember all of your fixations and then try to shower you in gifts relevant to your current likes. ♡ He loves music and will sing with you no matter how goofy you both sound. ♡ Late night Hell’s Kitchen runs are mandatory. ♡ You are the only person he would try so hard not to steal from. (He’d fail miserably and just keep your stuff instead of selling it.) ♡ Class would be hilarious with him, he’s a class clown. ♡ While he may be a class clown, I think he would somewhat try a bit harder on his work because you encourage him to do his best every single day.

Leviathan

♡ Things between the two of you are tense at first as both of you are socially awkward and standoffish. ♡ Though once you’re both comfortable, you will talk each others ears off about anime, video games, and everything under the blocked sun of the Devildom. ♡ You two will develop a secret language that the other brothers won’t understand. Imagine all that shit talk. ♡ You’re both stimmers! While Levi has physical and vocal stims, yours are mostly vocal with the occasional twitch and thigh slap. ♡ You both are major plushie enthusiasts. Prove me wrong. (You can’t.) ♡ Eye contact is difficult to maintain between the two of you, with both of you either yelping, blushing, and looking away while sputtering nonsense. ♡ Mention your love or interest in aquatic life or the sea and watch him fall in love with you, (he’s a sea monster, duh) though he will deny it smh. ♡ You both share a love for slime and will buy a lo of it on your trips to the human world. (When you two feel like doing things like that.) ♡ Levi will most certainly dress as a cat maid so long as you do it too. ♡ Stim games are 100% your favorite games to play with him. (Minecraft, Terraria, Fortnite, No Mans Sky...) ♡ Levi figures out that the sound of the ocean soothes you, and will imitate the sounds in his fish tanks to help you relax. ♡ You two make the best cosplay duo. No question about it.

Satan

♡ He is more understanding than you were led to believe. (Shame on you, Lucifer.) You avoided him at first until you found yourself in a heated debate with him regarding human world fauna kingdom. This conversation, though heated, gave you the chance to actually talk to him. It was then the realization hit that Lucifer intentionally kept you two apart. ♡ You two end up becoming close friends. ♡ You hate reading alone as its not engaging and gets boring quickly. So you tell Satan that you would like for him to read to you, which he’d accept without a second thought. ♡ He would remember your likes and dislikes. He would always encourage you to talk about your latest obsession. He’s always interested in hearing about what you have to say. ♡ Jingle cat ears. No explanation needed. (Might dress up as a cat maid with you and Levi, tho.) ♡ He would learn all your stims and triggers so he can help you when you need it. ♡ If you’re the artsy type, you bet he will learn all the crafts for you. ♡ The sound of turning pages satisfies your sound sensory. ♡ Nature walks, lots of them. Quiet moments together means the world to the two of you. ♡ Occasionally you fall asleep next to him as he reads to you. His voice is soothing enough to lull you to sleep. ♡ You two are so close in fact, he rubs it in Lucifer's face. ♡ Satan always finds himself holding your hand whenever you two go out to crowded public places.

Asmodeus

♡ Physical contact wasn’t your thing until you met the avatar of lust. ♡ He took it personally at first when you would stand awkwardly whenever he hugged you or how you would pull your hand away when he would try to hold it. ♡ Once you explain that you are autistic and physical contact was a weird subject for you, he is quick to understand. After all, he is all about consent and wanted to make sure you were comfortable. ♡ Friendship blossoms between the two of you quickly and smoothly. ♡ Asmo would help you with being more extroverted by inviting you to parties. ♡ He would make note of your stims and to satisfy your sensory, he would buy lotions and perfumes. ♡ Getting your nails done is fun and Asmo is perfect for that task. ♡ You have a best friend who will listen to you intently and give you good advice. ♡ Going shopping is less nerve wracking with him. Plus he would give you fashion tips so you can look and feel your best. ♡ The first time you gave him a hug on your own, he wept tears of joy. ♡ Spa days are mandatory. ♡ There is a love between the two of you that does not require a relationship to be valid.

Beelzebub

♡ Beel warmed up to you quickly, especially when he witnesses your appetite at dinner. ♡ He is always curious and asking you questions to better understand you. ♡ You are quick to share your food with him and vice versa. ♡ Eating competitions, though you would lose to him always, unless if he was going easy on you. (Good luck, chief) ♡ Playful and friendly flirting/banter. ♡ Beel would be interested in whatever you obsess with that week. ♡ He is patient with you and doesn’t judge you for things you have no control over. ♡ Includes you in all family activities because hes all about family first. ♡ You two will gush to each other about any and everything. ♡ Hell’s Kitchen dates? Fuck yeah. Those are mandatory. ♡ Though you are picky in terms of texture, Beel would gladly eat whatever food you won’t. ♡ You aren’t a very active person, but that will change with Beel. Eat first, then run it off, human.

Belphegor:

♡ Warmed up to you quickly despite killing you, mainly because you forgave him and still treated him with kindness despite the fact. (Simp *cough* *cough*) ♡ He is very understanding in regards to your sensory, stims, and meltdowns. ♡ Loves laying in silence with you (and vice versa) ♡ Belphie would show you constellations with his magic to help you sleep. ♡ Slime? You bet Belphie would be as entertained as you are on that subject. Cloud slime would be one of his favorites. ♡ You two communicate with each other better in silence. ♡ He would share his cow pillow with you. ♡ Your sensory craves anything that is soft. Belphie would be surprised at first when you mindlessly play with his hair as you lay together. ♡ Your troubling dreams became a little more peaceful with Belphie at your side. ♡ Both of you are big plushie enthusiasts and have a plushie club hangout spot with Levi. ♡ Belphies voice does satisfy your sensory. ♡ Tea time is a fun activity between the two of you. It leads to good naps as well.

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