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gyuwoncheol · 4 months

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Vantage Point | Meet the Characters & Series Masterlist

Status: Begins tomorrow (January 20)!

Pair: Mingyu × f.reader

Summary: Pulling off the "No Strings Attached" arrangement with his best-friend-turned-best-friend-with-benefits was easy, but when a new condition is added onto the mix, Mingyu didn't realise just how much he held onto you when you finally let go.

Genre: College au. BFFs to FWB trope. Fluff, Humor, Angst, Smut [chapters with smut will be indicated and will contain the necessary warnings]

Author’s Note: Please take time to read this before starting the series ☺️

Hello, my darlings! Finally getting round to posting this after missing the commited date last time due to covid. But welcome!!! 🥳 This is the first story to my Snap Shoot universe! Before you get into it, let me just point a few things. This is the first time I'm ever creating a universe with interwoven stories, and while I've done SMAUs before, this is the first one I've done for SVT and the first time I'm also this adventurous about it. It's definitely very different from what I post on here but I'm having lots of fun putting it together. I know it goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway, this is very much a work of fiction. This is an AU. While Korea may be the assumed setting for this series, it is not explicitly defined. I'm also trying to avoid using lots of Korean cultural references (maybe except for food) such as use of honorifics like "hyung". While many of my other works refrain from over-describing oc's physical features, you may find that in this series (and universe), oc's features will inevitably be defined. You'll find that the visuals of the characters and the aesthetic of the photos/social media posts will be Korean/ Asian. It's a SMAU, so i'll have to place photos and these photos must maintain consistent. I absolutely do not mean any ill intention of being non-inclusive (I don't even fit the same aesthetic as oc).

Again, it's a work of fiction, while I want you to relate to oc, kindly also allow me breathing space to build the character. If you feel uncomfortable at any point in the series, you are very much welcome to stop/unfollow. As mentioned, this is a SMAU, but it contains several chapters which are purely written narrations. All edits (texts, social media posts, etc.) were done by me, however some photos (esp those of Y/N) are from the web, if they are yours, please let me know so that I may credit you or remove the photo. The texts are all done on light mode. Deal with it. This follows a FWB trope, expect lots of smut and suggestive content— specific smut warnings will be available in chapters where they are present, along with other necessary warnings. This series will have lots of fluff and lots of crackhead nonsense humor. I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Biggest shoutout to my dearest friend @wongyuseokie who has been nothing but supportive through all of this and through all my dramatic Mingy-induced meltdowns. I love you more than you’ll ever know ♥️

Meet the Characters

Mingyu: Sophomore, studying Film & Photography, yn/Camie's best friend since childhood

Yn: Sophomore, studying Film & Photography with Mingyu, Mingyu's best friend since childhood. Nicknamed "Camie" by her group of friends for her highly concerning camera collection/obsession.

Seokmin: Sophomore, studying Film & Photography, same friend group as mingyu and yn, Mingyu & Wonwoo's housemate

Soonyoung: technically a year older than the 3, but currently a Sophomore with Gyu, Cam and Seokmin after shifting into their major

Wonwoo: Junior, studying Film & Photography as well, Mingyu's guy best friend and housemate in The Man Cave, a brotherly figure to OC, Soonyoung's former classmate in highschool

The Man Cave: shared house near their university where Mingyu, Wonwoo and Seokmin live, and Soonyoung often crashes.

✨Other characters/members will come as the series progresses.

Series Masterlist

To be populated as each chapter is posted. There is no posting schedule. Chapters will just get uploaded as they come.

Teaser

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five 🔞

Chapter Six 🔞

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Tag List!

@strawberryya @idyllic-ghost @septemberskies @ladyblablabla

If you want to be tagged as each chapter comes out, do send me an ask or reply to this post so I could include you in the tag list 😊

#paula writes ✨#Vantage Point #Snap Shoot Universe #svthub #mingyu smau #mingyu fic #mingyu x oc #mingyu smut #mingyu fluff #svt smau #svt fic

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leonisdumbasallhell · 9 months

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can you draw chris dangling leon by the scruff of his neck like a kitten. bonus points if he’s all fucked up because that’s chris’s go to way for getting him out of danger while in battle

This is not exactly what you asked for but it is what popped into my head lmao, so i hope it works uwu

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #chris redfield #sketch requests #chreon #reminds me of the scene from thebrandywines fix #fic*#except leon if leon had already snapped sjfjdnf #let him go apeshit on a bow instead of a punching bag i am begging 🙏🙏🙏

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arty-e · 9 months

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Pearl Joel having a wonderful time on Earth

Corruption on the fingers are based off his last life red skin where he had ‘blood magic’ fingers

Joel design and au by @chrisrin

Backgrounds from Steven universe

#gemcyt #gemcyt joel #smallishbeans #pearl joel #gem joel #mcyt #fanart #gemcyt fanart #idea is loosely based off joel from sixteenth-days fic where joel tags along with dog warts #but I imagine he’s just there being flung around by eveyone #man’s about to snap and go on his crazy spree #just ignore me corrupting all my blorbos #first pearl now joel #you definitely can’t tell I’m angst writer/artist /j #mcyt au #my art #joel #corrupted smallishbeans

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pettyprocrastination · 1 year

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whoever this beloved anon was I am so touched by your kindness! You definitely didn’t have to do this but I am so happy you enjoy this idea and I will happily expand upon it for you!

this is just a collection of word vomit bullet points for the time being but I will happily answer any and all questions about this pair!!

warnings: violence, angst, child death (Sarah Miller), foul language, the same warnings that apply to tlou, reader is Sarah's mom and described as having similar features to her.

So the general Idea is that you and Joel are happily married before the outbreak.

You had been Sarah's mother, his high school sweetheart he got pregnant when neither of you were old enough to have any reaction to the pregnancy test other than a fucking panic attack in one another’s arms. but you made it work

you both worked but made time for one another and your sweet girl, going to museums every other weekend and joel insisting on swooping you off for a date every now and then

nothing special. He knows you’re more of a diner gal than anything too fancy that makes you both feel out of place.

On his birthday in 2003, you had planned to tell him that you were pregnant again. But the memories of your own fears of motherhood from all those years ago begin to swirl through your head again and you get cold feel. deciding to tell him the morning after

it is his birthday afterall, you want to focus on him.

but when you’re woken up in the middle of the night because tommy needs to get bailed out, Joel kisses you sweetly one last time before promising he’ll be back and you can’t shake the feeling that something bad is happening.

its you that shakes sarah awake that night. shouting at her to put on her shoes when she’s still rubbing the sleep from her eyes because you’ve been listening to the radio for the past two hours, calling joel again and again and again praying for him to fucking pick up but to no avail.

Sarah, bless your little girl’s bleeding heart is the one who insists you check on the adler’s against your better suspicions and when you find the eldest looming over her daughter, blood and sinew dripping from her mouth, you grab your daughter hand and burst into a full sprint until something slams into your back and sends you tumbling onto their front lawn

its how joel finds you, struggling to keep the once sweet old woman, whose now nothing more than dead eyes and gnashing teeth straining to snap at your pulse point as you push against her while sarah shrieks before your husband runs forward and cracks her skull with a wrench.

there’s hardly a moment of pause, just enough for him to pull you up and into his arms before he’s ushering you both into the car with an urgency.

when the truck crashes, you get separated from them. Perhaps at Tommy’s side when the flames rise and create a wall, separating you from your husband, or maybe pulled into the mob of chaos when trying to escape from those already infected-

all joel knows is that you promise you’ll find him: just get sarah to safety and you’ll meet him at the river

Poor thing is already so frightened, held in her father’s arms with tears streaming down her face insisting they can’t leave you they just can’t but her father kisses her forehead and reassures her its going to be okay

“we just need to be brave, okay babygirl? Your mama’s real tough, she’s gonna be alright.”

he isn’t sure if he’s saying it to his daughter or himself.

but when he comes to the river you aren’t there. Only a soldier who points a gun at the scared little girl in his arms and then he loses everything

its when the light is gone from his daughter’s eyes that he realizes. His voice cracked and raw from sobbing that he looks around to see his brother with drawn in shoulders and tears in his eyes but his wife is nowhere to be found.

Tommy says you got lost in the chaos. Everything was so loud, so sudden that he turned around and suddenly you weren’t there.

Joel wants to go back but its Tommy that stops him, that dulls the red in his vision to a sad faded pink because his brother points at the orange horizon not too far from them, so much of the city is already in flames.

“We’re gonna find her, but not there.”

So Joel searches. for the first year spent in the world post-outbreak its all he did.

He became a smuggler because of it.

Information came at a price and he needed to be able to fucking pay it, whether it be in blood or ration cards. He was willing to do anything to find you or any thin thread that lead your way.

But it’s Tommy that asks him to give up. Not in those words of course.

The youngest Miller knows better than to say something so cruel that would make his brother, the only person he has in this world turn on him.

But his voice is worried when he asks him one night in Boston when he hasn’t even had the chance to wash the blood from his knuckles

“You think she would have wanted this for you?”

the fight that followed his words was brutal. Vicious insults and scarred fists slamming against each brother until they're both too tired and bloody to continue. Each leaning against a wall for support and Tommy’s wavering voice breaking the silence.

“I don’t know where she is, Joel. But I do know you're gonna get yourself killed if you keep lookin’ for her.”

All he can do is nod.

It’s a few days later when he meets Tess. Who has heard plenty of stories about the elder miller’s brutality and wants him to put that muscle to good use for some extra profit.

It begins his new life. One that empty and cold but one he can live.

Until of course, Ellie comes along. The sweet and incredibly opinionated girl that makes him become something akin to the man he thought died twenty years ago.

its when he’s traveling with Ellie, that it happens. When a warm familiarity has settled between the two because so much blood and pain has been shared he can’t help but see her as something close, something bright even though all he can force himself to utter in her reference is “cargo”

when theyre traveling through the woods as Ellie chatters away, probing his memory about a movie that may or may not have existed thirty years ago because her descriptions of the plot are incredibly odd he hears a voice shout for them to stop and finds himself staring at a man- no, a boy- pointing a gun at them.

Ellie stills, but Joel can see enough to know that from the lanky figure and dimpled face that he’s young. Maybe twenty, twenty-two at the oldest, but his eyes dart from Joel to Ellie with a pinprick of fear that allows Joel the time to charge forward and slam him to the ground before wrestling the gun from his hands.

He has enough to time to tuck it under the stranger’s chin before he hears the sound of the safety being turned off and finds himself looking up and seeing a gun just inches from his face.

Joel’s head whips around when Ellie’s voice calls out his name in fear, he turns to see another stranger holding her a gun point, shoulders drawn back and a shadow cast over their face by the had obstructing their identity.

“You hurt one of mine, I hurt one of yours. That a fair deal?”

Its takes him a moment to recognize you. It’s been so long since he’s heard your voice, the sweet tease when you would poke at him each time he woke up late despite the fact that you reminded him to set his alarm the night before, the times you’d chide him with a harsh “Joel Miller!” whispered in public anytime he was able to grab you a bit too passionately to be appropriate in public but the laughter in your voice let him know you were never truly mad at him. You didn’t know how to be.

But that sweetness is buried under a cold rasp that cuts through the air as you point a rifle at the scared little girl in front of you.

“You think I won’t?” You’re older now, skin covered in scars from a life he didn’t know you got the chance to live and your eyes are cold as they regard your husband. “Put the gun down and get the fuck off of him, I won’t repeat myself.”

Joel mumbles your name in awe. The woman he loved, the woman he mourned the one he fought so hard to find stands before him like some sort of hallucination and suddenly the world feels like its spinning until you bark orders at him again.

“You’ve got five seconds Joel, make a fucking choice before I make it for you.”

He looks down and realizes the boy under him, the one with the bleeding nose and snarling face has your eyes and his dimples.

“One.”

The one above him has Sarah’s hair. Soft brown curls that shine under the sun.

“Two”

Wait. No, they both do.

“Three.”

Twins. Jesus fucking Christ you had twins.

“Four.”

Joel holds the rifle up above his head and the one boy standing snatches it from his grasp, tossing it to the ground and kicking it far from his reach. He slowly stands, allowing your son- dear god your son- to scramble to his feet.

Your voice softens just for a moment. “You okay, Duke?”

Blood stains the bottom half of his face from where Joel slammed his fist into the boy’s nose just moments before, but he nods nonetheless.

Now, they both stand on one side of you and he can see the resemblance clear as day the same way he would whenever Sarah was by your side.

When you order him to hand over his bag, he does so without question before telling Ellie to do the same.

She watches him with wide eyes, her hands still up in the air but gaping at her companion as if he had grown a second head.

“Joel!” “Just do it, alright?”

He doesn’t miss the way you watch their interaction with narrowed eyes until she tosses her bag to you and you slowly lower your gun.

“Now, you want to tell me what the fuck you think you’re doin’ at my home?”

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #i had an idea of something similar for tommy but on outbreak night he uh. abandons you instead of getting separated from you #because. angst :D #people say nice things #this was incredibly generous of you anon thank you so so much!#i may get myself a little starbucks drink this week now because I havent had starbucks since like january 1st lol #joel reeling from taking in all this information and also realizing he suckerpunched HIS OWN KID #id like to apologize for all the grammatical issues with this. this is just a bulletpoint word vomit to get my thoughts on the page before-#-beginning the actual fic. also I have to do a midterm tonight and this is my treat to myself hehe #but yes. joel getting separated from his wife on outbreak night and having to accept that shes probably dead #meanwhile youve lived this entire life without him because you think HES dead ad raising your boys all on your own #which just- further digs into his insecurities about failing in his role as a protector #he couldn't save sarah. he can't save ellie and he couldn't even save you #he thinks about you pregnant and alone. fending for yourself in a world full of infected and raiders and his chest grows tight again #this is all followed by Ellie going >:O 'you KNOW THIS PSYCHO?'and then joel immediately snapping at her to WATCH HER MOUTH #because that kid has no filter and he has to explain that youre his wife #anyways joels wife is a badass mfer who also maybe has a little garden and some chickens that you and your boys take care of <3 yeah .#reunion tag #ill be using that for this specific couple because I dont have a fic title yet but if anybody has suggestions!

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emlovessid · 3 months

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@jegulus-microfic february 16, tear, 186 words

One of these days, their bickering is going to get one or both of them fired, but James can’t help it; ever since their first day as interns almost a year ago, James and Regulus have been at each other’s throats. Eventually one of them is going to snap and press the other up against a wall somewhere; in a hallway, in a supply cupboard, in an on-call room. Personally, James can’t wait.

“Are you guys, like, together?” Charles says, eyes flicking between them from where he’s laying on the emergency room bed.

“No,” Regulus replies at the same time James says, “Not yet.”

James watches fondly as Regulus rolls his eyes, insisting once again, “No.”

As soon as Regulus turns away to pull up his chart on the computer, James meets Charles’ eye and nods, the pair of them both hiding their smiles when Regulus turns back around.

“Charles, it looks like you have a tear in your deltoid muscle, which explains – what are you both grinning at?” Regulus sighs.

“Nothing. Right, Charles?” James says with a wink.

“Yeah, nope. Nothing at all, Dr Black.”

#i just know that when they do eventually snap #they're not gonna be able to keeps their hands or mouths off each other #getting caught making out in every corner of the hospital #jegulus #jegulus fic #marauders #sometimes i write things

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firbolgfriend · 3 months

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Im just yapping but there is this fic on fimficton called Discord of Tomorrow that’s about s2 evil discord traveling forward in time right before he can be turned to stone to switch places with the version of himself (reformed discord) that exists when the elements of harmony are gone, so reformed discord gets stuck in the past and has had to snap away and hide the elements of harmony from the mane 6 so he can focus on trying to get back to the future without getting turned to stone, all while dealing with the moral dilemma of him realizing how easy it was to take the elements and how easy it would be to seriously just take Equestria over again vs being worried about what evil discord is currently doing to his friends in present time. It’s only like three chapters but I think the plot is so funny and the author didn’t even get to the part where evil discord is in the future and the mane 6 is trying to figure out wtf his problem is, thinking he has amnesia or something. I want to make a comic expanding on it so bad I’m like seriously obsessed with it I can’t stop thinking about it

#jabber #there is zero info on where to find the writer the fic is like 8 years old #I wish I could find the author so bad #drawing mlp Is like so easy that I’m getting comic hungry #the idea of past discord being like god past me was so stupid I could have permanently his the elements and #skipped that whole song and dance with the riddle and the labyrinth #. he like hides out in fluttershys cottage while the mane 6 are at twilights freaking out about how evil discord #got away and reformed discord snapping the elements off their necks #and he is messing around and wearing the elements around his torso going on about how easy it is to take them #I want to draw that specifically #then later flutter shy shows up at her cottage and is freaked to find him there but tries to fake nice with him to get him to stay so #the mane 6 have time to arrive but discord has to come to his senses and realize she’s not being sincere and feels bad so he leaves #ughhh #and then the fic was never updated again #I’m so close to taking the torch I can’t stop thinking about this #discord of tomorrow

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phantoms-world-and-more · 1 year

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Feral danny

Danny is just tired

He hasn't slept in 4 days, got yelled at in class for being late on homework, dash decided to be an even bigger dick in school today, sam and tucker had another vegan vs meat yelling match, jazz had to cancel their daily video call, maddie and jack forgot to get new food so the only food in the house is ecto-contaminated amd has a 80% chance of attacking him.

Thats just fenton, phantom has been dealing with cult summoning everyother week, boxy daily, skuler 3 days a week, kitty and johnny are having a spat and are making ot his problme.

And then vlad just had to choose today of all days to start a new plot.

Danny feels his self control snapping like his sanity.

Vlad then chose that moment to make a quit about him mom.

Then he blacked out

Danny dosent know what he did but every ghost in the zone hasn't been in amity for 3 weeks, sam and tucker wont tell him what he did and vlad is on his best behaviour

Clockwork watches as danny continuesly asks his friends what happened when he blacked out.

Danny dosent need to know that he prematurely unlocked an eldritch form that takes 13 thousand years for ghosts to develop and went on, essentially, a rampage.

Using minions he formed(somehow, it takes ancients several hundred years to be able to do that) to pull all remaining ghost in amity

Rip open a personal portal(again very difficult) and drag them through the ghost zone

Proceed to gather the remaining of his rough gallery, distroy their forms so much their still forming and leave them with the threat of "keep your filthy hands off whats mine!!!" And leave

Everyone in the ghost zone learned danny wasent a pushover or weak, he just had a very light temper and impeccable control over his obssession

And they just saw what happens when his obsession takes the rains and they are terrified of that happening again.

Especially when he's experienced and more powerful.

#danny phantom #fic prompt #daily prompt #danny fenton #feral danny #eldritch danny #danny snapped #tired danny #danny is done #he has put the fear of god in his rough gallery #they know better that to mess with him now #vlad is loosing his mind #how is danny this powerful???

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desceros · 5 months

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me, innocent, a victim: [goes to look for something in my phone's photoroll] me: [is violently assaulted by gb art] donatello/reader; gn reader; rated t

When you open your eyes, you see, to your shock, Donatello.

Well. It’s hardly surprising that he’s in your bed, considering he’s been getting pretty good at the whole mind-melting orgasm thing. Maybe half of the nights of your week lately have ended up with your eyes drinking in the sight of him caging you in, your wrists aching with the tightness of his fingers holding them above your head, and your ears singing with the sound of him whining your name when he comes. It’s incredible—he’s incredible—and you’d be pressed picking a time in your life you’ve been happier.

But this. This is… new.

He’s not wearing his mask. That’s the first thing that catches your attention, once you’re able to move past the totality of his presence in the gentle rays of dawn streaming through your window. He looks… softer, somehow. Different. There’s a closeness to him, physically, literally, that makes you tremble a bit in your very skin. Like you’ve never really been with him before, absurd as it sounds even in your own head. He’s touched you the way no one else has—the way no one else ever, ever will, if you have your way about it—but this. This.

God. He’s beautiful, you think, gazing at each inch of his uncovered skin and searing it to your mind. You’ve always been attracted to him, but here, it takes your breath away. The curve of his beak beneath his eyes, the angle of his jaw, the squish of his cheek where he’s sleeping on your pillow, the little puffs of air that snooze out with each breath; all of it entrances you, making your lips quiver.

Slowly, gently, almost hating yourself for it, you reach out. An impossible temptation to resist. The very tips of your fingers on his face, tracing from temple to chin, over and over as you memorize this unseen part of him. Odd, how it feels like you’re pining, yearning for him, when you still feel the aches in your body from how thoroughly he’d had you last night.

…Though, you suppose, that was him having you. And this is—

—this is you having him.

Donnie’s lips curl at the corner, and you know you’re busted. Suddenly shy, you fight the urge to pull away, to pretend you weren’t consuming the sight of him. It’s a vulnerable feeling, but you’re rewarded when he opens one eye, blearily meeting your gaze.

“…Aren’t you usually the one nagging me to sleep?” he says in a mumble, causing you to smile sheepishly.

“I… couldn’t resist,” you admit quietly, your touch garnering a bit of weight now that he’s awake.

“Had to check and make sure I was real under my mask?” he teases, and it’s tempting to follow him down the path. Tasting bravery on your tongue, you resist.

“Too handsome not to,” you tell him honestly, cupping his cheek with your palm. You feel the hitch in his breath, the warmth that spreads onto his cheeks even as his scales don’t allow for a blush. “Needed to.”

Donnie stares for a moment, then gives a breathy laugh, reaching out to grasp your hand from his face and bringing it so he can press a kiss to your palm. This, too, is new—this quiet, non-sexual intimacy. It makes you feel warm, a bit like you’re the one who’s been basking in the sunlight, not him.

“You’re obnoxiously romantic in the morning, huh?” he murmurs. He doesn’t sound displeased. Giddily, you wiggle closer, feeling him reach out to slide a hand to your back to help pull you close, until only a sigh separates your face and his, your legs so tangled together only the roughness of his scales tells them apart.

“…I could be obnoxiously romantic all the time,” you tell him, looking between his eyes as the other opens, seeing the tender expression on his face. “…If you wanted me to.”

A comforting, familiar, possessive hand cups your nape, his thumb tracing the soft skin beneath your ear. A dazzling glissando of sensation runs along his touch, making your eyes flutter for a moment before you lick your lips and focus on him again.

Finally, he smiles, an honest little thing that transfigures your heart into a tiny hummingbird. “Yeah,” he says, his tone as warm as the coming morning. “That… sounds great.”

And then, as if sealing a promise, he pulls you close for a kiss even softer than the sheets that ensconce you both. Humming into it, you melt, nuzzling his beak with a lustrous glow beneath your skin. Then—slowly, gently—your fingers again find unmasked skin, loving, claiming, confident now in the long rays of dawn.

#i. i dont even remember what i went in here to look for anymore 8|#the eternal catch-22 of Needing to have all of their art at my fingertips. but also. oh dear god it's always there. hovering. haunting.#i just. snapped and wrote this. im. im so sorry. i couldn't contain myself #tmnt #rise #my fic #donatello/reader #rating: t

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weewoo911 · 18 days

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I’ve seen a few fics where Buck gives his kid the name/middle name Daniel(or Danielle if it’s a girl) and I think that’s a valid interpretation and something he’d probably consider doing.

But I’d really like to see a fic where his kid is almost due and his parents are visiting and one of them floats that as an idea and Buck is immediately like absolutely the fuck not because he’s felt the weight of Daniel’s ghost his entire life and as much as he loves and mourns his brother he isn’t going to let any of that touch his kid - he just can’t

And of course his partner would back him up on this (works for Buddie or Bucktommy, whatever floats your boat)

#911 abc #buddie #bucktommy #evan buckley #buckley parents (derogatory)#fic prompt #as always it’s free real estate as a prompt #I’m a messy bitch who loves drama #I just think he deserves to snap a little

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sugrhigh · 2 months

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snaps with bff!matt

warnings: swearing, think thats it

a/n: idk these are just for fun while i work on writing cuz who the hell cares ENJOY (i wish we were besties can u tell)

@fawnchives @teapartyprincess4two @l9vesick @sturnioloco @mattinside @55sturn

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matthew sturniolo x reader #bff!matt #snap au #social media fic #social media au #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fanfic

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gyuwoncheol · 4 months

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Vantage Point | Chapter 5

Status: Ongoing

Pair: Mingyu x f.reader

Genre: College au. BFFs to FWB trope. Fluff, Humor, Angst, Smut [chapters with smut will be indicated and will contain the necessary warnings]

Summary: Pulling off the “No Strings Attached” arrangement with his best-friend-turned-best-friend-with-benefits was easy, but when a new condition is added onto the mix, Mingyu didn’t realise just how much he held onto you when you finally let go.

Chapter Warnings: SMUT. 18+ only (MDNI) oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), lots of making out, bulge kink, virgin sex, protected sex, big dick! Gyu, pussy drunk! Gyu, breast/nipple play, nail scratching, marking, use of pet names (baby, princess, good girl). Please let me know if i missed something. Not thoroughly proofread.

WC: 2.5k

Author’s Note: first smut of the series!!! otherwise known as the one that effectively opens y/n’s world to just how good sex with her best friend can be 👀

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This is a flashback. Occurs right after chapter 4, and a week before the events of Chapter 1. (It’s also the last flashback chapter for a while).

“So when do you wanna sta–“

“Now,” you interrupt, lunging at Mingyu and kissing him fervently. He’s caught by surprise but immediately responds back when he feels the soft cushion of your lips and your arms around his neck.

“Eager, are we?” You feel him smirk.

You break apart and glare at him, “just don’t wanna deal with the awkward pre-conversation.”

Your best friend agrees and pulls you back in, tongue darting and swirling in your mouth. Mingyu’s hands are steady on your neck and on your waist whilst yours roam around freely, sneaking in below his white shirt and running over his toned abdomen. He sighs in content and he feels you smile through the kiss.

All of a sudden, your feet leave the floor and Mingyu is wrapping them around his hips, “hold tight,” he cautions before sucking on the column of your throat and earning the first moan he’s ever heard from you. It’s music to his ears and immediately, he feels his dick stir.

“Like that, baby?”

“Shut up!” You scold.

Mingyu is smug but he giggles anyway and if you weren’t just afraid to get dropped, you’d smack his head.

Your hot makeout session resumes until your thrown on your bed, bouncing a little bit from the motion. You were about to pull your shirt off when Mingyu finished unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his sculpted tan chest. It’s not like this is your first time to see it, but it’s definitely the first time the sight of it got your panties soaked.

“It’s rude to stare, princess,” your best friend teases and it snaps you out of your revelry, hands fisting the hem of your shirt again to pull it off your body.

“Fuck, no bra?” The tall man exclaims in excitement.

You shrug, “I’m at home. Why should I?”

Mingyu says nothing, just simply crawls towards you, eyes never leaving your breasts as he lets his hands slowly squeeze the soft mounds of flesh.

“It’s rude to stare, Gyu,” you shoot back the same line he said awhile ago but all arrogance is immediately lost when Mingyu rolls your hardened nipples between his thumb and index finger.

“So reactive,” a devilish smile paints your best friend’s face.

You have no time to respond as his soft lips latch onto your other breast, wet tongue licking the perky nub. The sensation is overwhelming but in the best way possible. Mingyu eventually returns to sucking your collarbones and when he finally makes his way back to your lips, you feel his hands pulling down the shorts you were wearing.

He pulls back, eyes fixated on the way your baby pink panties are sticking to your folds.

“Shit babe, you’re already so wet.”

He wastes no time, large hands tugging your underwear and exposing your throbbing cunt. You saw him lick his lips like a starved man presented with a seven course meal and it only got you wetter. Mingyu looks up at you as he holds your thighs apart and lick a bold stripe along your pussy. You release a shaky breath and let your head fall back and eyes close at the feeling. Your best friend continues his assault, lips enclosing in on your clit and giving it a harsh suck before completely flicking it with his tongue.

“Fuck, Gyu,” you groan, legs threatening to close from the delicious stimulation of your sensitive bud.

You’ve always heard from your friends that Mingyu was known among the ladies he’s hooked up with to be great at oral but now that you’re experiencing it, you finally understand why. The man was skilled with his tongue and knew how to balance harsh sucks with soft kisses.

“O-oh my g-god!” You exclaim when his tongue darts into your hole and slurps your juices. Fuck, you thought as you felt your best friend smile against your pussy, something you never thought would happen.

“Who knew you’d be so fucking sweet,” Mingyu’s mouthand chin were covered in your juices and he couldn’t complain even if he tried. He was fully making out with your pussy and your eyes simply rolled to the back of your head every time his nose nudged your clit while his tongue explored your sopping hole.

“Gyu, fuck! I’m close!” You fist the sheets with one hand and pull on Mingyu’s hair with the other.

“Cum for me, princess,” he growls and blows cool air on your folds before diving back in and the sudden chill breaks the wall for you. Your orgasm gushes through you and Mingyu takes it all in, muttering about how sweet you taste as he lets you come down from your high.

“That… was…,” you stammer.

Mingyu comes up to your face, “Amazing? Yeah, I know.”

“Yeah,” you couldn’t help but agree, trying to level your breathing as he steals a kiss on your lips, tasting yourself on his tongue. It’s only when you feel his dick against your leg that you realize he’s already managed to strip off his briefs. He’s sucking on the spot right behind your ear and you find yourself clawing at his back.

“Princess, I asked you a question,” He calls your attention, hand firmly cupping your chin.

You didn’t even realize he had spoken to you, “huh?”

There’s a wicked look behind Mingyu’s smile, one that screamed of pride from how fucked out you looked just from his mouth alone. “Marks or no marks?”

“That’s fine… but not where it’s visible,” you confirm and Mingyu grins like a kid and then dives back down to your chest, biting and sucking intently.

“Okay, and safe word?”

“Hmm?”

“You need a safe word,” Mingyu clarifies and you gulp hard.

“Uhmm… popcorn.”

Mingyu let’s a boyish giggle at your choice of word, “popcorn?”

“Hey! No judging. And I was craving it earlier!”

“Okay, popcorn it is,” your bestfriend declares before getting back to where he left off.

Your head spins at the feeling of his cock against your thigh and while you can’t wait to have it inside you, it begins to dawn on you just how large it is. Mingyu’s cock isn’t only long, it’s thick, and as you watch your best friend roll on a condom on his hardened member, your pussy is clenching and your heart is pounding.

“Mingyu, wait,” you stop him when he begins to crawl back above you.

Your best friend follows and observes the way your eyes nervously look at him and he does his best to show you he’s listening for whatever you’re about to say.

Embarrassment starts to inhabit every fiber of your being and you can just feel the heat radiate off your cheeks but it’s now or never and if you were gonna do this, your best friend deserved to know.

“Gyu, you’re my first.”

“No way,” Mingyu’s mouth is slightly agape at your revelation, “but… I thought… what about with Dae?”

“We fooled around, but… we never really went all the way,” you reply and Mingyu hears how small your voice has gotten since the confession. He’s always thought you and your ex were active so this news definitely surprised him.

“Do you still want this?” The gigantic man clears his voice.

Your eyes meet his and it’s a look Mingyu has given you many times, the one that wants to make sure you’re okay, “Do you?” You ask back.

“That doesn’t matter right now y/n,” he calls you by your real name to show he means business, “I can always get off on my own, but I’m not about to force you into something for the first time if you don’t want it. We can stop–“

“I still want this, Gyu,” you declare with a hand on his bicep, “You’re the only one I can trust this with.”

A smile reappears on Mingyu’s face and you mirror it to him. A soft peck is planted on your cheek the way your best friend always does when he sees you and that’s how you know you’re truly safe with him right now.

“I’ll be gentle, don’t worry. And please, use your safe word if at any time you want to stop, okay?”

You were expecting Mingyu to start sticking it in when you gave him affirmation but instead you feel his fingers tap on your pussy. The next few minutes are spent with his mouth back on your clit while his digits effectively open you up.

“Shit, Gyu! That feels s-so good!” Your grip on his scalp tightens when both his index and middle finger curl inside you the exact same time his lips suction on your bud. You hear him reply but it’s all muffled as he refuses to detach from your pussy. You writhe when you feel him add a third finger in and the stretch is suddenly so much more. You knew it was only your best friend’s way of prepping you for his huge cock but with this alone, your second orgasm is already approaching fast.

Between the way the pads of his fingers rub on your walls deliciously and the way his mouth sloppily makes out with your pussy, you’re simply in cloud nine. Your cunt gushes out your juices with no shame and Mingyu is happily and greedily drinking it all up.

“Fuck baby, you’ve so much to give.”

You give out an incoherent reply and Mingyu laughs, kissing you on your mouth once again. It’s hot and heavy and it takes every single inch of self control for Mingyu not to just spear you with his dick. But Mingyu knows, he is your bestest friend before anything else, the duty to look out for you will always come first.

“Cam, i’ll ask you one more time, are you sure about this?”

Your hands come up to cup his face, gaze meeting his serious ones, “I’m sure Gyu. Take me.”

A long drawled out moan rips out your throat when the tall man pushes his bulbuous head in your cunt. Already, you can tell the three fingers that were once inside you don’t even do it justice. The stretch burns and you already feel the sting in your eyes but Mingyu did as he said, he moved ever so gently no matter how agonizing it was for him.

“Fuck Cam, you’re so tight!” He hisses, dick getting even harder than he thought possible. It’s been way too long since Mingyu’s had sex with a virgin and he forgot just how fucking euphoric it could feel.

“So fucking big,” you cry out, nails scratching at his back to find some semblance of relief. “A-ah! Gyu!”

“Shh, it’s okay baby. I got you, I got you,” your best friend soothed before drowning you in a searing kiss that distracted you from the pain.

It takes a while— a long while— but when he finally bottoms out, you’re panting for air and tears have stained your cheeks. You’re unsure how long it took but as if in a blink of an eye, all the plain slowly morphs into pleasure and then you’re begging for Mingyu to move.

He drags his cock up until the tip and then slams back in that you jolt forward on the bed. You hear him laugh at the motion before securing his hands tightly on your waist to prevent it from happening again. Your senses are now heightened more than ever, every single bulge of his biceps are obvious under your touch and the vein on the underside of his cock is prominent against your walls and it’s simply driving you insane. It’s a mess of tongues and teeth, panted breaths, and skin on skin, not to mention your incessant moaning and whimpering.

“So. Fucking. Tight.” Mingyu punctuates each word with deep thrusts that hit the spot you need him most every time and it’s enough to make you see stars and clench around him. “You feel so good, princess. Gripping me like a vice.”

“S-so f-full,” you shake as Mingyu continues to abuse your hole.

He reaches for your hand and slides it against your own belly as he momentarily stills to make you feel the bulge caused by his dick, “feel that, baby? That’s why you’re so full.”

On any other day, you would’ve so easily wiped that smirk off his face, but right now as you are impaled on his cock, it’s an impossible feat.

“I-i’m so close, Gyu,” you whine when you feel his fingers circle your clit.

“Cum for me please. I need you to cum one more time.”

He grinds down on you, “cmon, be my good girl.”

Mingyu mentally takes note at the way you clench hard at the nickname, not at all surprised you have a praise kink.

It’s game over for you the moment he lifts one leg higher and squeezes your ass, the new angle making his cock slam right into your gspot and opening the floodgates of your third orgasm. A silent yell releases from you and when Mingyu can barely move from the way your pussy locks down on him, it triggers his own orgasm, spilling into the latex wrapped around his cock.

There’s a beat of silence before your best friend collapses beside you, but not without pulling you to his side.

Your mind is racing and every nerve ending in your body feels alive, but you also can’t help and think you really just lost your virginity, to none other than your best friend. You suddenly feel like wanting to cry yet you’re unsure why, you’re not at all sad. In fact, you’re happy.

“You good?” Mingyu calls your attention, hair disheveled and a faint blush painted on his cheeks.

“Yeah,” you nod, “just a bit overwhelmed.”

“Did I hurt you?”

“No Gyu, but ask me that again tomorrow as I wobble across campus.”

Yet another proud smirk makes its way on your best friend’s face and this time, you finally manage to shove him away. Mingyu laughs but proceeds to walk to your ensuite bathroom to dispose of his used condom. When he comes back, a washcloth is gently wiping away between your legs.

“You know…” you begin, propping yourself up on your elbows to look at him, “I didn’t actually think you’d say yes.”

Mingyu looks at you for a while, “to be honest? Me neither.”

“Yet here we are.”

“Here we are, indeed.”

Your given an oversized shirt after Mingyu cleans you up and lets you pee while he pulls on his briefs before climbing back on your bed. “I’m sorry your first wasn’t with someone you love, I know you’re still that kind of girl somehow.”

You laugh at the boy’s apology, both touched and amused at his sincerity, “ehh.. maybe just a bit. But that’s fine. At least it’s with someone I trust. And who’s to say I don’t love you?” You poke at Mingyu’s cheek as you say the last few words with a yawn.

“Yeah, as a best friend.”

Another yawn comes out of your mouth, “still. Love is love.”

“Okay, sleepyhead. Whatever you say..”

“Mhm,” you attempt to reply, eyes closing, brain drifting into slumber land and the last thing you feel is a heavy arm wrap around your middle.

“Goodnight, Cam.”

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