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geniedocroe · 4 years

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Hi! Can I get a BoB ship? I'm 5'8" with tan skin long brown hair and bright green eyes. A lot of my friends would describe be as almost the silent leader of the group. I'm always making sure everyone is okay and giving everyone advice when needed. I always mediate if there is any drama. But I have my moments when I'm immature. I'm also a very artistic person. I've been drawing and painting my whole life and I've recently gotten into theatre and music. I love the outdoors too, camping, hiking etc

as an s/o:

i mean you’re almost exactly like lip & almost everyone ships ron w lip so this is perfect

ron almost immediately has a soft spot for you

you aren’t intimidated by him at all. in fact you’re the only person that really worries about him

he soon realizes he isn’t going to get anywhere by being mean to you or trying to scare you so he just starts being himself

however if you were to tell anyone about ron he of course would deny it

people are always asking you to confirm all the rumors about ron but you just say something cryptic and walk away

he has definitely rubbed off on you

you’re always making sure ron is okay and has every single thing he needs because you cannot risk losing him

you know he can take care of himself but he definitely thinks he’s immortal or something

you think he’s crazy

when you get the time you will wrap your arms around ron and won’t let go

it has taken winters, nixon, welsh, AND lip to get you off of ron

and you probably follow him around, waiting to get some more hugs

ron loves your art and will watch you paint or draw for hours

he thinks it’s nice to see you relaxed and doing what you love

and ron will do every single thing you ask him to

you wanna go camping?

okay lemme get packing

you wanna go on hike?

okay i’ll pack some snacks

you want me to jump off a bridge?

okay whatever you say sweetheart

that man is a whole simp for you

the feeling is definitely mutual

as a bestfriend:

i mean y’all are basically they exact same

you are like the moms of the group

your energy together is chaotic

not like skip & penk chaos but like ARE YOU OKAY? ARE YOU COLD? DO YOU NEED WATER? DONT FORGET TO TIE YOUR SHOES type of chaos

everyone goes to the two of you for advice & y’all give the best advice when you’re together

easy co therapists

ron is so grateful for lip because he can get you away from him

(not that ron doesn’t want you around him but he needs to do his job and he can when you’re attached)

so you & lip do rounds. you ask every single person if they’re alright or if they need anything

the two of you make a very good team

and if you aren’t worrying over anyone then lip is worrying over you

and lip can immediately tell if something is wrong with you and you can tell if something is wrong with him

it’s like a sixth sense type of thing

y’all spend 75% of your time together

and when ron wants you back then lip gives you a sad look and your heart breaks

most of the time it looks like lip is thirdwheeling with you & ron but honestly ron is the third wheel

#band of brothers #hbo war #easy company #ron speirs #ronald speirs #carwood lipton

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domjiwon · 5 years

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save me, save you | jinhwan [M]

warnings: spanking, noona kink, soft dom!jinhwan

SXSW was your favorite music festival by far. The atmosphere was amazing, the place was huge, and the best part was that your favorite band was playing it and you couldn’t wait to see them.

To top it off, your best friend was with you, so it was the perfect night.

You bought some food to spend the time and fill your stomach before the show, enjoying the music in the background as you waited for the band to play.

“Oh, man. I can’t wait to see iKON live,” you say vibrating with excitement.

"I know!" Your best friend answers. "I'm feeling a bit dizzy, though."

You worry instantly. "Are you okay? Should we ask for help?" Your eyebrows frowned.

"Nah, it's okay. I'm sure the food will make it go away, I haven't eaten since morning."

"That's not healthy," You tell her.

"I know, I know."

Time passes by, and before you realize it's time for the show you've been waiting all day for.

You move through the crowd trying to find a spot to get a good look at the stage, until you find a place on the side where you can see them clearly. With your best friend next to you, this promised to be the best night of your life.

When the show starts, you scream your lungs out, you sing, you mosh and leave behind all your worries for the next hour.

But something is wrong. Your best friend isn't by your side anymore, instead she's four people away, and she doesn't look good.

You scream her name, but she doesn't hear you. Then she collapses in the middle of the crowd.

There's too many people that won't move, but you try your hardest to get to her.

You can't reach her and no one around her is trying to help, so you fight your way in, until you reach your friend and lift her by the arm, wrapping her arm behind your neck. You pull through to get out of the crowd until you make it out.

She's lying on the floor, completely passed out.

Fuck. Fuck, what happened to her?

“Help!” You start screaming, “Someone please help me!”

A couple people come over to see what’s going on, and thankfully someone offers to find an ambulance for her.

They come back only minutes later with a doctor, who confirms with time she'll come back to herself, she's healthy and out of harm. Still, they carry her into an ambulance nearby so she can rest properly.

In less than fifteen minutes your friend is awake and well. You explain to her what happened, as she wakes up disoriented and confused.

“I’m sorry for making you miss the show,” she says.

“Don’t even say it. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

After some tests, your friend is allowed to leave the ambulance with strict orders to not get into any crowded places for the day. So you spend the rest of the night enjoying the music from afar, chatting and eating some more, when someone taps your shoulder.

You look behind you to find Jinhwan, your bias out of all people, smiling at you. What the fuck. What.

“Hey! Sorry, I noticed your friend passed out at the concert, is she okay? Do you need help?”

You’re speechless for a second, then think, “I have to get my shit together right now.” Ana is also stunned.

You finally say, “Yeah, she’s fine. A doctor already saw her.”

"That’s great, I’m glad. I'm Jinhwan, by the way." He presents himself, as if he needs to.

"Yeah, I know who you are,” You giggle. “I'm y/n. My friend here is Ana."

“I can stick around if you don’t mind, just to make up for the concert and Ana.”

“I- I can’t say I’d mind, honestly.”

“Yeah,” your friend says, “Of course you can stay, as long as you’re not busy.”

“I’m not busy, don’t worry,” he smiles. God, he has the prettiest smile.

You end up having the best time with your friend and Jinhwan.

You don’t wanna pry too much into iKON, so you talk about minor things, and a couple you’ve always wanted to know. Jinhwan likes dogs over cats and rock music, his favourite iKON song is Beautiful, his favorite color is pink. He cries at romance movies.

You watch some of the performances from afar, singing along off key to their songs as Jinhwan giggles at you.

It all seems very friendly and normal until the conversation turns flirty.

Your friend throws glances at you every now and then, reading the situation around her. You feel bad for making her thirdwheel but you can't help it at all.

She ends up leaving earlier, using the excuse that she "still feels off," and leaves both you and Jinhwan on your own.

"So, wanna see a couple more bands?" You ask as you start walking towards the stage.

"Sure," he answers. "Don't pass out on me, though."

You laugh. "Maybe I will if it means you'll save me."

"You want my attention that bad, huh?"

"What if I do?"

Jinhwan smiles. "What if you already have it?"

"Then I don't know why we're still here."

Jinhwan looks at you, smirking, and asks, "Music or my hotel room?"

"Don't ask stupid questions."

Then he kisses you as the music fades to the background.

The hotel is not far, you both giggle your way upstairs, getting a stare from the receptionist.

You don't care. Jinhwan is hot, funny, and you're going to have sex, fuck what anyone thinks.

He slams you against the door as soon as it's closed to kiss you, and you find support with your hands on his shoulders

Jinhwan says, "Usually I use a safeword, is that okay?"

You pause, not because you're against it, but because you didn't imagine him to be rough in bed.

"Yes, sure.”

Jinhwan kisses you again. “What's your safe word?”

You think for a second. “Strawberry.”

“Alright.”

You’re still pressed against the door, Jinhwan right on your face, so it's easy for him to whisper in your ear.

"Noona..." He starts kissing your neck and you melt a little bit. "Take your clothes off."

You obey, doing so until you're left in your underwear.

Jinhwan, who's been watching everything, says, "I said off."

So you get fully naked, his stare burning your skin.

"Come to bed with me. Lie across my knees, I have a feeling you’ll like what I’m about to give you."

“You know me that well already?”

“Don’t get sassy with me,” Jinhwan says, his face darkening. “Or you’ll make it worse for yourself.”

Your body is on fire by now, so you follow Jinhwan to the bed, him still fully clothed, and position yourself as he told you after he sits down on the edge of the bed.

"You look pretty like this, noona." He sounds almost sweet.

He starts by touching your ass, lightly, just feeling your skin in his palms, almost worshipping.

But it doesn't last. The first hit of his palm comes quickly enough. You flinch letting out a noise of shock and surprise even though you were expecting it.

"You gonna count for me, noona?"

"Yes, one."

He caresses you again, spanks your other cheek. You suppress a moan.

"Be loud for me," he says.

"Yes, two."

He spanks you harder this time, making you yelp inevitably.

"Three."

This time he hits you twice, harder each time.

You moan louder. "Four, five."

Jinhwan says, "Thank me from now on. We're halfway through, you're being a good girl."

He hits your cheeks three times in a row, your ass burning with his ministrations.

"Six, seven, eight," You say.

Jinhwan lets a second pass by. Then he grabs your hair, pulls at it with so much strength he lifts half of your body up.

"I said thank me, noona."

"Yes, I'm sorry. Thank you."

The last two are the hardest, probably because you deserve them.

"Fuck!" You yell. "Nine, ten, thank you."

"Good girl. Now lie on the bed, you’ve earned a reward."

He helps you lay down, opens your legs up, lifting your thighs so your knees reach your neck.

And begins eating you out, licking your clit and doing circles with his tongue.

"Fuck, Jinani," you moan.

He stops to reach your face, inserting two fingers in your mouth so you can get them wet.

Then he goes back down, back to eating you out while he slips a finger inside you.

You're squirming, thrusting up to get him closer to you.

"Can I put in a second, noona?" He asks you.

"Yeah, baby."

He does as you say, reaching your g spot with ease.

His tongue is doing magic on your cunt, fast and precise and a little bit rough.

But he stops and you whine, you want him to keep going but it looks like he has another idea.

He undresses, finally, and takes a condom out of his jean's back pocket before throwing his clothes on the floor.

"I'm gonna fuck you now," he says.

"Yes, yes, yes, please. I need you."

"Be quiet," he orders.

You shut up, always obeying what he says.

He continues to finger you, adding a third to prep you for his cock. He's kind of hung and it's driving you wild. He looks so hot on top of you.

"Ready?" He asks.

You nod, not speaking like he told you to.

He begins to pull inside, it burns just right and you move your hips up so he can get in deeper.

"Don't rush me, hips on the bed."

You stop, waiting for him to fully be inside you.

By the time he bottoms out you're desperate, you just want him to fuck you already.

Thankfully he starts thrusting, slow at first but picking up the pace as he goes.

Minutes later he's thrusting into you fast and dirty, grabbing your hair and pulling hard, you can't help but moan out loud.

"You like that, huh? You can speak now."

"Yes. I love it, please go faster."

He does, and you can feel your orgasm building up, tight and hot in your belly.

Almost in sync, Jinhwan tells you, "I'm gonna cum, noona."

"Me too," you answer. "Don't stop."

"I won't."

He fucks you even faster, rougher, deeper, and before you realize it your body is squirming as you cum, your hands gripping the sheets.

"Fuck, Jinhwan!"

"Yeah, baby. Cum for me," he says agitated.

He follows after you, groaning and loosening the hold on your hair to bury his face in your neck, body relaxing on top of you.

You're spent, breathing fast as you come down from your own orgasm.

Jinhwan gets up to throw the condom away, then moves back to your side, breathing hard too.

"That was good," you say.

"Only good? I'm offended," he chuckles.

"Okay, okay," you answer laughing, "That was great."

"Better."

After some minutes of winding down, you realize it must be really late. "Fuck, I should go. Maybe I can still catch the last train." You begin to get up, but Jinhwan stops you first.

"Stay," he says.

You don't need to think about it twice. With a smile you answer, "Okay, thanks."

You lie back down on the bed, glad you can rest there.

"Oh, wait," he says, getting up to find an aloe cream in his bag. "Lie face down, noona."

You do, clueless, until he sits next to you and begins to pour cream on your ass.

You feel the relief immediately, your cheeks not burning anymore as he massages you.

"You okay?" He asks.

"Yeah. Thanks, Jinhwan."

"No prob, just want to make sure you don't have marks left and you're healed up."

You smile.

This definitely ended up being the best night of your life. How did you get so lucky?

#jinhwan scenario #jinhwan smut #text #jinhwan #skye writes #ikon smut

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peachyjie · 6 years

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Drowned || Zhu Xing Jie

A/N : The anon who requested this, entirely made my day better. Istg, i’ve been waiting for anyone to request about our beloved Huba. Enjoy my love 💕

Requested : Yes, ily btw (Ask box is still open, flow it in)

P.s : this is like a reverse scenario from Half Past Three and I am melting while writing this, but I’ll let all of you enjoy all the fluff while it last

Pairing : Zhu Xing Jie - Reader

Cameo : Thirdwheel Xiaogui

Genre : fluff *enjoy it while it last*

Summary : Everyone finds it amusing whenever they see you with Xingjie. Because it’s not easy to train a wild cold Huba to be so.... soft

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You were prepared, so prepared. Because you are not risking a bigger percentage of any brain damages right now.

When you walked in the house, it was silent. Too silent. But you suspected right.

Because when you setted aside your shoes, there it was.

“Y/N!!!!!!”, quicker than anything. He launches himself on you. You stared at the figure, a smile on your face.

Caught and in a warm embrace, you felt a step closer to home. You laughed, whilst the younger giddly jump in your embrace.

“Hi, Linkai”, you greeted him. He was all wide smile, jumping on his heels. “We miss you, what took you so longggggg”, he whined.

“Did that kid gave you any brain damage again?”, a voice interrupted your sibling moment with Linkai. You looked up and saw your one and only, beloved boyfriend, Zhu XingJie.

An unamused expression pasted on his face as he stared at Xiaogui who has his hands all around you.

“I came prepared, knowing this rascal wants me to lose my memory so I can date him instead”, you clucked your tounge.

Xingjie came closer to you, nodding. Forcefully pulling Xiaogui from your embrace. With the kid away from you, Xingjie easily slung a hand on your shoulder.

He uses another hand to guide your face near him, he rest a kiss on your lips. With a smile that made you melt, you swore you have never seen such being so perfect like Xingjie.

“Welcome back, beautiful”

He takes the bag of groceries you brought to make food for the others, and grabbed your other hand, proceeding to the kitchen.

There he setted the bag down on the counter, helping you organizing them.

This was a routine of yours. You’ve been dating with Xingjie since senior year of Highschool before proceeding to college. Which quite tested both of your bond on each other.

It wasn’t too convinient being in an relationship when you are seperated. Especially since Xingjie here is busy promoting after Idol Producer and then you’re buzzed up with college. But both of you made it work.

You both made schedules. Every two or three weeks you would go to his place and hang around with his friends, cuddling up with him. Basically catching up.

And this was one of the special day

You took an apron, putting it on. Xingjie being the passionate lover he is, took the chance of tying the apron for you. Basically back hugging you in advance.

You smiled at him gratefully, giving him a peck on the cheek.

Xingjie was about to lower down himself to another peck on the lips, but the Grammarie kids knows when to show up.

“Y/N”, you spun around with the sudden call. Laughing seeing Xiaogui being held by Yanchen for causing trouble.

“Hi”, you greeted all of them. Yanchen nodded to you and smiled. Xingjie was cool with his members being all close to you, because basically you know them first before you knew Xingjie.

And Xingjie is cool with anything as long as you are happy.

Okay, maybe he’s not too cool with Xiaogui

“Are you guys doing something inappropriate before we came in?”, Xingjie’s eyes immediately ran to murder Xiaogui.

“You better shut up, Xiaogui. Or Jie-ge will-“

Yanchen didn’t even need to finish his sentence, because we all know that small kid. He loves making a fuss.

“You know, Y/N. Huba-ge here is so drowned on love, he makes songs about you since you started dating. And speaking the truth, mostly it’s him pouring out his emoti-“

Oh that was it

Xingjie launches himself on Xiaogui, ready to murder him. You on the other hand was blushing.

Sure you know Xingjie makes songs and it’s his passion, sure you also listen to his masterpiece. And you’ve heard him sing, rap and his performances in Idol Producer. But you never knew the song was from you, about you.

Oh boy

“Some help?”, Yanchen looks at you for help. You snapped back to reality. Looking at the wild situation.

“Can you not be such a crow?”, Xingjie was on the ground with Xiaogui. Headlocking the younger.

“Say sorry!”, Xingjie hissed. Xiaogui whined instead. “Are you sorry?!”

“Yes”, Xiaogui mumbled. “I can’t hear you”, Xingjie barks.

You swore this isn’t the first time you see Xingjie like this. I mean, he did this to discipline the young ones, he once said.

You saw how he adopted Justin back in Idol Producer, or how he almost murdered Qian ZhengHao because he pinched Xingjie’s cheeks.

You and Yanchen just stood at the side watching, you stared at Yanchen. “How about we let them have their moment?”, you suggested.

Yanchen was about to object, before Xiaogui started producing a whale mating call scream. So Yanchen, caring about how much his life worth, nodded at your suggestion.

“Great, help me with dinner then”, he nodded again. Getting one last glance at Xiaogui’s last wrath, he went to wash the vegetables.

Content fills in your heart. You finished the bloodbath peaceful dinner with the boys, where they decided to excuse themselves after they finished.

You hummed a soft tune as you turns on the sink water, ready to wash the dishes. You bubbled up the sponge and took a plate to clean.

Until a hand snaked around your waist, and you felt a small weight on your shoulder.

You smiled, already knowing the culprit.

“Hello again, Xingjie”, he hummed in response.

You were quiet sad knowing the day ends too early, as you still wish to be with them longer. Around Xingjie longer

“Busy life in college?”, he asked out of the blue. You nodded. “Kind of”

He lets go of the embrace, slowly cutting the warmth. Slowly you felt the cold air cooling. You stared at Xingjie, walking beside you to the dishrack with a drying cloth.

“Do I need to use a paperbag to cover my face or do you want to bore holes on my handsome face?”, you snapped back out of trance and stared at a smirking Huba. I had to

You quickly turned and continue doing the dishes. He is chuckling, taking a clean plate from you before proceeding to dry it.

“I never knew your songs was about me”, you said softly. You saw Xingjie grew rigid before he sighs.

“I didn’t want you to know”, he said catching you off guard. You looked at him unsure what to feel about his response.

“I don’t mean it in a bad way, Y/N”, he said noticing your gaze. He continued to talk whilst drying the plate.

You decided to continue also, still bothered by his answer. Xingjie probably sense your aura of discomfort, he puts down the plate and cloth.

“Y/N”, he called softly. You looked at him, he was already facing you, a hand on the counter.

“Look, you known me since 2nd year of Highschool and we have been dating for almost 2 years now. Being with you is everything I could ask for, ever.”

“What are you getting in with-“

“Listen”, he sighed. Gulping a little, he continued.

“You know I have a cold image, and it makes me that type of a cool guy everyone’s intimidated with. Ask Yanjun, he was terrified when he first saw me!”

“But here, I can’t show you how much you meant to me. You know how awkward I am. Hence I am still asking myself why are you even dating me”

You laughed a little making him smile in process

“I didn’t want you to know that my songs are about you because you made me flustered okay. It makes me seems soft and cute”

“But also”, he took your hand. Slowly holding it in a soft manner as he talks.

“Also. The way your eyes lit up when you hear it for the first time, it’s precious. Because you sincerely like my songs not because knowing it’s about you.”

“You like my songs because you relate to it. You know what I was trying to point out in every lines, every lyrics. You know how much my hardship is to finish one damn song”

“But most of all”, he smiled softly at you. So fond knowing he could be so drown into you, he doesn’t even care if Xiaogui came in with a Huba costume just to piss him all.

“Most of all, you like my songs because it has the essence of me. Because that’s song is not just about you, it’s about us”

You smiled in the process. Sure Xingjie isn’t the most lovey dovey boyfriend ever. And sure Xingjie gets really awkward if he shows affection not just to you, but to everyone.

But seeing him cracking open a bigger hole sent you more wave of relief. You smiled wider at Xingjie’s flustered self.

“Thank you. Thank your for being my everything, Xingjie”

You both had to admit it, being so drawn in love wasn’t so bad. Because both of you know, whatever that will happen in the future may determine how strong your relationship will be.

Maybe this can reassure you. His small confession to you, a secret between two. Both of you knew.

Xingjie closed the gap between you and him, hands on your waist. Smiling, he leans down slowly.

How much you mean to him, and how terrified he will be if he lose you.

You closed your eyes as he closed his, closing the gap. The proximity of your’s and his face was so small, a nudge can help both of you fasten the pase.

“Oh can you both just please hurry up!”, eye wide open, both of you spun around staring in horror. Sitting right in front of you was Xiaogui, eating his banana with an irritated expression on.

“I swear, this is worse than waiting for Zhangjing succeeding on his diet! Like what is wrong with-“, you swore you’ve never seen Xingjie so pissed before.

He launches himself on Xiaogui, swearing to himself to murder the kid. You laughed.

Zhu XingJie, Huba. The man with many talents from singing, rapping, dancing, until doing magic. The man who caught China’s attention after they slept at him for god knows how long. The man who owns your heart.

And you know, both of you are drowned in each other’s love to even think of breaking up

HAHAHAHA the irony sorry but i hope you guys like it ehehehehehehhehe

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