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#he's literally so beautiful so hot so cute so handsome so charming so–

kookslastbutton · 8 months

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take care of you ༓ myg (m)

✑ Summary: To keep your fiance from burning out you suggest a weekend getaway to Gapyeong, a charming town about an hour outside Seoul. You've specifically asked him to leave his work equipment at home but like a deep rooted habit, he still brings it with him. You're left with no choice but to find a way to get his attention back.

pairing: workaholic!yoongi x reader

genre/AU: fluff, tiny angst, smut, established relationship, vacation au, engaged couple

word count: 7,581

warnings: yoongi has a hard time relaxing so oc gets a little frustrated with him, oc and yoongi riding in a hot air balloon, yoongi gets a little shy with pictures, oc gets a tiny bit insecure, both very in love with each other, yoongi keeps calling oc Mrs even though they have not tied the knot yet, swearing, tiny misunderstanding (ik misunderstanding 😒 but its cute i swear!), sexual content

sexual warnings: switch!yoongi, switch!reader, lingerie, handj*b, oral (m. receiving), teasing, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, explicit sex (oc on birth control), f*cking from behind, missionary, f*cking on the floor, bigd*ck!yoongi, yoongi has a chain on, butt slapping (once), f*ngering, licking, biting, a tiny bit of breast play, slight begging kink, body worshipping, he calls oc sl*t once but it's tame, aftercare in bathtub

now playing: You Want to Make a Memory, With all My Heart, Perfect

a/n: I will not lie this pwp turning to a 7k fluff peice with smut. I am truly in love with this one and I miss yoongi 🥺 hope you enjoy 💞

There are two things your fiance’ considers most precious in this world–you and his industrial-grade music equipment. Trying to pry either from his soft, veiny hands is enough to earn a death wish. But when you come between his music producing or when his music comes between your relationship…oh it's a fight.

Over the last four years, you’ve grown quite an admiration for Yoongi’s relentless dedication to work and profound love for music production. It’s his lifeblood and you would never in a million years even think about taking something so beautiful away from him. And truthfully, one of your favorite moments to witness is when he finds the perfect beat for a new song after twelve long hours of mixing. Seeing his gummy smile break free on his handsome face never fails to send you over the edge of sanity.

Ever since the first time Yoongi let you into his studio, you’ve been sneaking in any chance you can get. Watching him work is a whole experience that leaves you feeling a combination of awe, respect, and utter joy. He likes you there too, his face always lighting up when he sees your faint shadow moving behind the glass door. There’s been a handful of times you’ve used his studio for more than music producing too…but that’s an entirely different matter altogether.

So no, it doesn’t bother you in the slightest that Yoongi is devoted to his music. And if it did, well, you wouldn’t have agreed to marry him last month when he asked you, would you? (You’re still on cloud nine about that one…)

What does bother you, however, is when your fiance' doesn’t allow himself to take a break despite how burned out he clearly is. Not that you’re one to point fingers, being one to stretch yourself thin for the sake of professional responsibilities too. But even so, you’d argue that you’re in better shape than your fiance’ who literally works 24/7.

Day or night Yoongi is always in his studio or bringing his equipment everywhere he goes. You get the logic, you really do. But you care about his health most of all; something he tends to put last.

That’s why this week you made one tiny request–that you take a weekend trip together and that he leave his equipment at home.

But like an itch that won’t go away, Yoongi is adamant about stuffing his equipment in the trunk of his car.

“I thought we agreed you’d leave all of this at home this time,” you sigh and gesture at his equipment stacked in the far corner of the trunk.

Yoongi takes your suitcase from your hand and tosses it next to his own. “It’s a safety measure,” he justifies. “You never know when you’ll need it or when the right idea will strike you.”

“Min Yoongi.” Your voice is sharp and earns your fiance’s full attention, which is no simple task when it’s typically the other way around. “You promised me.”

He steps forward and puts his hands around your stiff shoulders–an attempt to soothe you. “I won’t use it unless absolutely necessary okay? You know I like having my music with me at all times so if anything it’s just for my own comfort. It’ll stay in some odd corner of our rental and not be touched.”

“What counts as absolutely necessary?” You narrow your eyes at him, unwilling to let him off that easily. So what if he looks ridiculously handsome today in his open white button-down shirt with a white t-shirt and ripped jeans underneath?

“Baby,” he coos in a raspy voice.

Fuck–you swear to yourself. Stay strong, __.

“How’s this…I won’t use it unless something on our trip really inspires me. Or unless I’m bursting with an idea and I’ll run it by you first. I’ll wait until night too, when we aren’t doing anything.” He grabs your hand, the one with the ring on it, and kisses it softly–how evil of him. “Please?”

You glance at his hand in yours and then back into his deep chestnut eyes. “Kiss me again and I’ll allow it,” you say.

Yoongi smirks at your reply and leans forward to press his pillowy lips against yours. It only lasts a few seconds before he pulls back.

“Okay?” he waits for your go-ahead which, shamelessly, you give him.

“Fine, but just remember the only thing I want you touching this weekend is me and not your keyboard. So if I see you sneaking it around behind my back I will not hesitate to strip naked in front of you until you’re forced to give it up.” You gently pull your hand from his hold and walk to the passenger side door.

“Fucking hell.” You hear your fiance’ curse as you both hop in the car. “You're gonna make me drive an hour and half with that thought replaying in my head?"

You don't meet the question with a response, but rather smile sweetly at him and turn volume of the car stereo up a few notches.

What else is there to say? You simply want him to enjoy himself for three days without having to get stressed over work.

The place you and Yoongi are headed to is called Gapyeong, a small town about an hour away from Seoul. Its lush forests and clear streams give a sense of perfect serenity which is exactly why you chose the area. There are hot air balloon rides that'll provide you with an hours' worth of scenic views too, which is definitely at the top of the priority list.

The closer you get to Gapyeong the more you see the view out your windows changing. The bustling city with 60-story skyscrapers is now turning into majestic mountains, rivers, and vibrant greenery. You love Seoul but you miss nature sometimes.

"Yoongi look! " You point out the window when you spot a beautiful overlook up ahead It looks like the kind of spot many stop at due to a handful of other cars that are parked off the side of the road. "We should take a break and stretch our legs."

"Is that really necessary?" Yoongi asks with one hand gripping the steering wheel. "We're about twenty minutes from our rental and it's not even one o'clock yet. We have all day to look at sceneries and take pictures."

You toss him a slightly displeased look immediately. Little pit stops like these aren't your fiance's cup of tea as he'd much rather get from point A to point B. But if there's anything you want him to get out of this weekend, it's a break from routine.

"Come on Yoon, aren't you feeling a bit stiff from driving? We don't have to stay long," you do your best to plead with him. Yoongi glances at you and then at the empty space off the side of the road a few feet ahead. He sighs and signals over.

"Ten minutes," he says, putting the car in park. You grin excitedly and unbuckle your seatbelt.

"Let's go!" You lean over and surprise him with a quick kiss on his cheek. You want to point out the blush that creeps on his face but ultimately decide to keep that to yourself. Maybe you'll bring it up later. Yoongi tends to get more nervous when you point stuff like that out and besides, you like keeping little secrets from him sometimes.

"Alright, I'll admit it," he jumps out of the car and takes in the fresh air. "It's pretty nice out here. Reminds me of when I came here as a child with my parents." A light breeze blows a few strands of his pitch-black hair over his eyes but he cards it back with a few fingers.

"You came here as a child?" You move beside him to link onto one of his arms. Something about being this close to him makes you feel warm and safe.

Yoongi nods and walks both of you to the edge of the overlook to get the best view of the mountains surrounding the area. "When I was about ten years old my family and I took a trip up here. I'm not sure if this was the exact spot but it was an overlook similar to this. It was autumn too, the colors changing to shades of reds and oranges."

"Oh wow." You're embarrassed you didn't realize he'd been here before. Being this close to Seoul surely he would have but now it makes question coming here. Had he preferred to go elsewhere? And if he did, why wouldn't he have told you?

"I'm glad we came here together," he interrupts your thoughts as if knowing exactly what you're thinking. He then flashes you a tight-lipped smile. "I always thought I'd like to come here with someone special."

Your previous nerves are eased after this and you smile back, eyes piercing in his. He's so handsome with the way the natural light shines on his face. The thought comes from nowhere but you couldn't stop the next words even if you wanted to. "Can I take your picture?" you dig in your bag and grab your phone laying somewhere at the bottom.

Yoongi instantly breaks eye contact. "Uh–why? Don't you already have enough of me in there?" He chuckles, no short of shyness.

See. It's like you said before–he gets flustered at stuff like this.

You shrug casually at him and open the camera app on your cell. "I have hundreds of pictures of my boyfriend. But I still haven't gotten one of my fiance' yet." It's true, the last picture you took of him was before he proposed. You would have taken more since then but Yoongi is far less interested in them compared to you so you try not to overload him.

Yoongi shakes his head at your clever comeback. "We'll take it together." He reaches over to take your phone out of your hand but you move it further from his grasp.

"Just one of you first," you say. "Please?"

"Aigoo," he hits the railing of the overlook playfully. "I'll allow it this once, Mrs. Min. Where do you want me?"

"Yoon...." you flush hearing him refer to you as Mrs. You and Yoongi recently got engaged a month ago and the wedding won't be held until next spring. "Isn't it a little soon to be calling me that?" you ask with hot cheeks.

"Oh, I got ahead of myself." He scratches the back of his head and shifts his eyes towards the mountains again. "Let's take the picture okay?"

"Okay." You loop your arm out from his. "But Yoon?"

"Hm?"

"It's okay that you called me that. I like it even if it's a bit soon." You lift your phone camera and take a photo of him before he has time to respond. It's a cute shot with the breathtaking forest and mountains behind him. Your finace' has his signature gummy smile on as well, the one that makes you forget where you are entirely.

This one will go in the album you have dedicated to your memories with him for sure.

After stopping at the overlook you and Yoongi finally arrive at your quaint vacation rental. The size is just right for a three-day stay and is centrally located with nature enclosing the premises. To sum, it's private yet welcoming.

"This is the last of it," he says, setting his music equipment on the dining table. "What do you want to do now?"

"I'm kinda hungry for lunch. Maybe we can go to a local spot and then see if there are any balloon rides open?"

"You wanna do the balloon ride on the first day?"

"Why not?" We're only here for a limited time and tomorrow we're going to Nami Island so I thought we could do something leisurely tonight. And then I was thinking we could watch a movie."

The corner of Yoongi's mouth quirks into a half-smile. "You planned this out pretty thoroughly I see. Not a second to spare."

"Mhm," you say, shifting your stance when you see your finace' coming face to face with you.

"This wouldn't be you making sure I stay away from my computer would it?" He tests with interrogative eyes, knowing that it's exactly what you're doing. When you take longer to reply than he'd like, Yoongi continues speaking. "I don't mind by the way. I just think it's sweet so thank you."

You open your mouth to respond but a loud grumbling noise from your stomach stops you. Yoongi laughs and takes your hand to drag you out the door of your rental. "I think it's time I take care of you this time," he says. "I saw a pretty good place to eat a few blocks away."

Once you get in the car Yoongi reaches in his pocket for his phone but it's not there. "I think I left my phone in the kitchen when I was bringing stuff in. I'll be right back." He hops out of the car once you give a brief okay.

Namjoon: Hey man, hope you have a good time with __ this weekend! You both deserve some relaxing time. But I gotta ask, how's the new song going? Any progress?

Yoongi quickly taps on his phone's keyboard with a small sigh.

Yoongi: Not really. I've been working on it for weeks and I can't seem to get anything right. It's driving me crazy.

Namjoon: I get it and I don't have to tell you how challenging producing new music is. You still have time though so don't push yourself too much. Take in the weekend and maybe the inspiration will strike you.

Yoongi: I'll try. __ will likely kick my balls if I work this weekend. Namjoon: Ah just like __. Well, you left your equipment at home, right? So no worries! Yoongi: I mean I have it here but I promised not to use it unless necessary.

As soon as he sends the text everyone starts rapidly texting in the chat. Yoongi rolls his eyes at the sight of all the lurkers suddenly becoming vocal.

Seokjin: Yah! Tell me this is a joke! Jimin: Come on Yoongi you can't be serious! Hoseok: Ah Yoongi-hyung, always working! Be careful you still have a finace' after this! Taehyung: Hyung, I think you should focus on your future Mrs. She obviously wants to spend time with you this weekend, not fighting for your attention with your computer! Jungkook: Think about what you're doing hyung. Pick one: sex or no sex.

Namjoon: This isn't about sex Jungkook

Jungkook: It will be if Yoongi-hyung pisses off __! Yoongi: Everyone shut up, I didn't bring my music equipment to work okay? It's just a safety measure. Jimin: Wrong equipment to bring on a weekend away with your lovey hyung...why didn't you ask me about this first? Jungkook: At least someone is on the same page as me! Namjoon: For the last time this isn't about sex! Yoongi: I really don't have time for this right now. __'s in the car and we're about to go eat. See ya. Seokjin: What the hell are you doing? Making __ wait while you text your friends!

Yoongi turns his phone off and slips his cell back in his pocket. He'll deal with them later.

"Sorry, it took a bit." He gets back into the car and opens his maps app. "Let me just get the directions up."

Half an hour into lunch Yoongi's talking significantly less compared to earlier at the overlook. He doesn't seem tired but more disengaged.

"Everything alright?" You ask.

Yoongi looks up from his plate with a nonchalant expression. "Yeah why?"

"No reason," you lie. "Just wondering if you're feeling okay is all. Nothing happened while you went back inside the rental to get your phone right?" You let out a nervous giggle and it makes Yoongi soften his gaze. He drops his chopsticks and closes his hand over yours.

"I think I need to remember how to vacation," he says. This is true but the much bigger reason for his sudden disengagement is that getting the text from Namjoon reminds him of the new song he'd like to have finished sooner than later. He shouldn't be paying attention to it while on a vacation with you but it's a difficult habit to shake.

"Let work go for a bit Yoon," you reply. "I understand how much your music means to you but I want you to be able to unhinge a little too. The last thing I want to see is you overworking yourself."

"I guess you're right."

"Of course I am. Now try this." You clear the thick air by holding out your chopsticks with some of the best, richest kimchi stew you ever had. And that's saying a lot since you've basically been obsessed with it for years. The spice from the cabbage mixed with the hearty pork broth is to die for. "Isn't it good?"

Yoongi eats what you've offered him. "Wow, that's delicious. Here try mine." He does the same as you but with some barbecued pork. He makes sure to blow on it first to contrast the heat of the grill it was on.

"This is an excellent place to eat." You swallow the tasty pork and take a sip of your water. "We should leave a review, especially since it's a local restaurant."

"Sure, I can write one online before we leave."

And he kept to his word. Yoongi left a decent praise for the restaurant about fifteen minutes before finishing up your meal. You both signed the cute guest book at the front too.

'Great atmosphere, great food, great dinner date. We'll come back again after our honeymoon – Min Yoongi & __'

After lunch, Yoongi fulfills your wish of going on a hot air balloon. The pilot assists you into the basket and stays with you the entire time of the flight. Regardless of his presence, however, you and Yoongi are able to maintain a healthy level of intimacy. And besides, it's not like you both have a ridiculous need to make out all the time.

Your relationship was more subtle so to speak; everything was in the details. Gentle touches, small favors, remembering the more significant and least significant facts about each other. That's how you and Yoongi love and connect with each other.

Still, you like a good make-out session as much as the next guy but making out with the pilot only steps away? You and Yoongi prefer privacy–light kissing was okay though.

"The view is better than I expected," you say with your arms wrapped around your fiance's waist. "Thank you for doing this for us. It's unbelievable."

Yoongi holds onto you as well, his arms around your shoulders and back. "I wouldn't dream of coming here and not doing this with you. The weather is perfect for this sort of activity too."

While the balloon drifts over all of Gapyeong, its charming nature on full display, you snuggle yourself into Yoongi's chest. The moment is completely surreal and you can't imagine a life without him by your side. And what's more, is that he feels the exact same way.

"Yoon?" You lift your head to meet his face.

"Hm?" His eyes are set straight ahead, giving you a side profile.

"Can you kiss me while we're up here?" You whisper the words but he doesn't quite hear you evident by his lack of response. "I want you to kiss me," you repeat.

Yoongi looks at the pilot who shifts his eyes elsewhere as if on queue. A pair of warm lips capture your cooler ones milliseconds after and surprisingly it's firm.

"I love you."

"I love you too __."

You snuggle back into his chest as he points out several areas he finds interesting, comparing them to different songs it reminds him of.

You return to your rental around 7 p.m., right after dinner. Both you and Yoongi decided it is better to save the rest of the exciting activities tomorrow as originally planned and watch a movie. Dinner got you both stuffed to the high heavens too so you needed to turn in for the night.

"Hey baby?" he asks in the same raspy voice from earlier today while he was packing the car. Hearing it always makes your stomach do somersaults. Yoongi puts his hands on your waist and continues. "How would you feel if we watched the movie in an hour?"

You loop your arms around the back of his neck to draw him closer. "Okay. What do you have in mind?" You're sure you know where he's going with this until he starts hesitating his next words. And when you notice he's looking past you towards the dining table where all his equipment is stacked, you break from his hold.

"Min Yoongi, are you seriously trying to seduce me into letting you work tonight?" You throw your hands on your hips as most anyone in your situation would do.

"I'm not," he starts but pauses. "Okay I kinda was but I had such a wonderful time with you today that it gave me inspiration for one of my new songs. I'd kinda like to get a bit of it on my computer before I...forget it."

"Oh Yoon," you cross your arms.

"We can watch a movie right after. I don't even need an hour. How about half an hour. Twenty minutes?" He's must be onto something if he's trying to bargain with you this much. Well as much as it pains you, you're no she-devil. You'll let the man work but you're cutting him off at forty minutes only because if he gets to an hour, he won't stop for the rest of the night....or trip for that matter.

"Go ahead," you say.

Yoongi grins when you agree to your request, his eyes sparkle too. You're still borderline ticked about this but you said you'd let him work a little if necessary. And by the looks of it, he about to explode if you don't let him get his ideas out.

"Will you tell me what you're working on?"

"Top secret information. I can't tell you and risk exploiting the company." You slap his chest, feigning irritation. Yoongi chuckles and paces over to the dining table to unzip his laptop case. "I'll show you when it's done."

You take a seat at the table with him but find it extremely out of character when he gives you a displeased look.

"Uhm, wouldn't you be more comfortable on the couch baby?" he suggests, eyes darting towards the living room.

"Why? You don't want me being here or something?" you joke yet it rings true by the way he struggles to form an answer. Obviously he wants privacy this time. "Fine," you say and get up from your seat. "No more than forty minutes you hear? I'll lay down in the bedroom and nap or something."

"Mhm yeah," he replies and sits in one of the chairs with his earphones already over his ears. He looks cute actually...adorable even. You snap a quick photo and slip into the bedroom.

Well, you caved and let your fiance' work on his music for another forty minutes after the original forty minutes was over. So here you are, star-fished in your king-sized bed and jammies, waiting for Yoongi to be ready for your movie.

But wait a damn minute.

Just who are you __? You and Yoongi had a deal that he'd only be allowed a certain amount of time to work on his music and he pushed that limit with that stupidly handsome good looks of his. Plus he didn't even let you stay with him. Just tossed you to the curb. Isn't that a little sneaky of him?

Okay so maybe you're stretching it a little but you won't lie–you want our finace's attention back! And what better way to do it than to use your feminine prowess. It's sooner than you'd planned to use it but you have a sexy white lingerie set that you buried at the bottom of your suitcase. It's a lacy corset with matching panties you got only a week ago so he's not seen it yet.

You leap out of bed and start tossing your clothes off one by one–a giddy feeling settling in your gut. You swear to god if he even thinks about telling you to go back into the bedroom you will get on your knees and suck his dick.

Alright, maybe you're getting a little too wound up so to calm yourself down you go in the bathroom and splash some cold water on your face. After that, you dig in your bag until your fingers graze across something soft and lacy.

"Oh Yoongi. Yoongi, Yoongi, Yoongi," you hum to yourself in a sing-songy voice. "Two can play this game."

He doesn't notice your presence when you creak the bedroom door open. Your rental is all one level with the bedroom facing the dining room where your fiance' concentrates on his laptop.

You quickly body-check yourself one last time before strutting toward him. When you get close enough, you set your hands on the table and stare at him until he blinks his eyes up at you.

"__!" He tosses his earphones off his head when he sees a sliver of your cleavage above his laptop screen. "What are you doing dressed like that right now?" You'd tell him to look you in the eye when he talks to you but you enjoy his shocked expression too much–it's a mix between being caught off guard and getting extremely turned on.

"I wanted to get your opinion on this little number I bought a few weeks ago. I think it's pretty with the lace detailing throughout. And it fits really well too which is a rarity for me. Don't you think?"

Yoongi swallows hard and watches you stand straight to graze your hands down your sides. They move slowly, tracing every line and curve on your body. And he must admit this set you have on is accentuating you in the finest way possible.

"Yes, I think it's very nice __." He shifts his attention back to his laptop screen. "Is that...all?" he dares to ask.

"No," you shake your head, struggling to keep yourself controlled and seductive. Like how they show it in movies–seemingly effortless than in real life. You round the dining table until you're directly behind him. You place your hands on his muscular shoulders and start massaging them. "I'd like to know what you like about it Mr. Min."

Yoongi groans at the use of his surname and closes his eyes, basking in the feeling of your hands digging into his shoulder blades. "It's sexy yet elegant at the same time. Makes your body look like heaven with the way the fabric clings to your form. And the corset pushes up your breasts into two perfect globes whereas the panties accentuate your inner thighs, making it look like a sin that most can only dream of touching."

"Look at you becoming an expert in ladies' undergarments. Picking a few things up from Jimin huh? What else do you like about it?" You bring your lips to his smooth neck and graze your teeth ever so gently over the delicate skin. It's only a tease, barely touching, but you feel your finace' flinch at the action.

"Fuck–if you want me to go absolutely feral keep doing what you're doing." If it's meant to be a threat you're unscathed.

"Wanna see it Yoongi." You lick the side of his neck. "That's all I've been wanting this whole time. For you to let loose a little with me. But here you are with your computer for nearly two hours when you can be fucking me instead."

"Shit stop, " Yoongi orders stills one of your hands with his. "What are you doing __?" His voice is shaky yet trying so hard to remain firm.

"Isn't it obvious?" You move your body to one side of him to easily look him in the eye. Then you put a hand on the top of his laptop before closing it shut. Yoongi jolts forward when you do this but you grab his face with both hands and bring him into a kiss before he can sound a word.

You kiss him roughly, moving your lips fast against his. And what do you know, he opens his mouth just enough to let you slip your tongue inside. A hot sensation settles in your core upon realizing that you're taking the lead tonight. When it comes to you and Yoongi's sex life, it was never one of you who takes control. That was a shared venture ever since your first time together.

Yoongi lets out a couple of muffled groans when you move one of your hands to palm his bulge under the table. It's not fully hard yet but it will be soon. You then fiddle with the zipper of his jeans to which he stops with a free hand immediately.

You smirk when he pushes his chair back, to stand up. Yoongi then picks you up in sturdy arms, bridal style, and walks you both towards the bedroom.

"Not thinking about work now hm?" You tease and nibble at his neck. You're on the bed within moments, not so elegantly at that. "Yoon—" you start as he starts ripping his shirts off his body. He throws them on the ground before working on his jeans.

Your eyes wander across his smooth, tanned chest as you wait for him to say something. Starting at his collarbone where a thin silver chain hangs loosely around his neck and all the way down to his navel. You didn't know he was wearing a chain under his shirt until now.

"Yoongi?" You shift uncomfortably on the bed as you watch him push his jeans and underwear down his legs, breath hitching at the sight of his hardened length. But not a word comes out and it's making you crazy. When Yoongi chooses to give you the silent treatment in settings like these it typically means he's incredibly turned on.

He looks at you then at the ground between his feet.

You know what he's asking for.

And like his peachy sweetheart you stay put, biting down a smirk that he'd like to wipe off your face.

Yoongi cocks his head to the side and wets his lips at you. A long, impatient sigh leaves his lips. And when he grips his length in his hand you bolt off the bed and fall on your knees in front of him.

"Don't want to watch me get myself off do you?" He sneers and you reach to bat his hand off his length. You then spit in your palms and wrap your hands around the base of his cock. "Shit," he curses when you begin pumping him slowly.

"Let me do it," you say. You absolutely hate when he tries getting himself off in front of you. After all, that's your job, is it not? Eager to please you continue gliding your hands up and down his hardened member. You lean forward to lick the mushroom tip, just enough to have him shuddering.

"Fuck, put your mouth on me, baby. Show me how good you can suck." It's a plea for relief and you are happy to oblige. So with your hands still gripped firmly around his length you wrap your lips over the head of his cock. You let your tongue roll over the slit then underneath where all men are guaranteed to go weak on their knees. You then hollow out your cheeks and take him further until you can't anymore.

"Oh fuck me," he swears, immersed in the feeling of your mouth and hands working on him simultaneously. Your fiance' is pretty big so your hands needs to make up for where your mouth can't.

"Mph!" You moan a little when he thrusts into your mouth unexpectedly. He makes sure to get easy first, light gentle thrusts that make your panties stickier with arousal.

Yoongi watches as your cheeks get more hallowed out, eyes watering as his cock disappears between your lips. His own eyes are struggling to stay open as he wants to toss his head back in pleasure yet the temptation to see you taking him so well wins out in the end. "This feels so good baby. No one sucks cock like you can, goddamn it."

The thrusting gets rougher and faster with each push and pull. Your fiance' is evidently getting close to his release and you blink back any tears threatening to spill from the corner of your eyes. You love seeing him like this—letting go of all inhibitions.

"Yoon!" You yelp when he suddenly pulls himself out of your mouth and hands. You're sure he was seconds from releasing on your tongue. Yoongi chuckles at your half-offended face. He gets down on his knees himself and pulls you into a passionate kiss with a hand behind your back.

This time it's his tongue in your mouth, licking as many places as he can. His hands trace up and down the lacy fabric of your lingerie at the same time.

"I love this on you," he says when he finally breaks from your lips. "I'd like to see you in it more often if I can." He then tugs at the laced-up ribbon on the back that's holding it together until it's loose enough to take off your body.

"God you're so gorgeous," he praises and tosses the corset on the ground beside you both. Yoongi cups both your bare breasts and circles his thumbs over the hardening peaks.

"Yoon," you moan as his lips find their way to the side of your neck. He leaves open-mouth kisses from the sweet spot behind your ear and down to your shoulder. "That feels so–shit I don't even have words."

" Good," he hums and lowers his head to your breasts and mouths at one gently. He's careful to lick the nub and suck it firmly. While he does this his fingers play with the hem of your lace panties. When you feel them slip underneath the thin string band you raise your knees for him to slowly push the material over your ass and down your legs.

Yoongi lets your breasts go to allow you to sit back down and kick the panties off your legs. You go back in for another kiss once they're off but he stops you by gripping your jaw with a firm hand.

"Uh not so fast," he says. "I want you on your hands and knees slut."

You're stomach flips from the degrading name. It's not something you and him do often but the coolness in his voice tells you he isn't taking no for an answer. And to be quite honest, you're a little turned on by the change.

"You want to fuck me here on this carpeted floor?" You ask once your ass is propped in front of him. You just know he's staring at it. Your fingers claw the ground as you wait for his response.

"You're still on birth control right?" He falls to his knees behind you and guides the tip of his cock over your folds teasingly.

"Y-yes," you say. The feeling on his head rubbing against you already has your core twisting in pleasure.

"Then we'll do it here. Your cunt is already dripping with your cum. Got my dick wet already." He brings a finger up to trace up your folds and you clench at the subtle touch.

"No more teasing Yoon," you beg. "Need you to fuck me."

He chuckles lowly and eases his finger in you, pushing until it sinks all the way in. "You're forgetting something..." he then moves forward to graze his lips near your ear. "Right now I own your orgasms which means I can easily edge you with my fingers all night and not give you any kind of release. So if I were you I'd try asking again, nicer."

You bite your lip and maul over his icy words. As you do Yoongi curls his finger to stimulate your G-spot. The moan that comes out of you in response has him groaning into your ear. "Please—," you say in a near whisper. "Fuck me Yoongi."

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." He knows it drives you mad to do this; begging for his cock with such desperation. Still, he likes making you do it once in a while and this happens to be one of those times. Keeps you humble, he thinks.

"Please fuck me Yoongi," your repeat louder. "I can't wait any longer, please."

Yoongi gives you a quick peck on your jaw in satisfaction and sits back up on his knees. He removes his finger from your cunt and positions his length at your entrance. Both hands come out to firmly grip the sides of your hips as he pushes him in, all at once.

"Fuck—" You moan when he bottoms out. Everything inside you screams with you in arousal. Yoongi gives you a moment to adjust to the size; he knows how big he is, and then he pulls himself all the way out to slam back into you. Your body jolts forward with the push, hands gripping as much of the carpet as they can. "Yoongi!" You moan and he clamps down on your hips harder.

"Screaming so soon baby? We're just getting started fuck," he rasps and thrusts into you again, harder than the last. It doesn't take long before he gets into a steady rhythm and your moaning over and over again. "This what you like? Interrupting my work to get fucked on your hands and knees?"

"You were taking so-fuck-long. Had to do something to get you to pay attention to me again." You can hear the chain around his neck jangling louder as he fucks into you. And if you could, you'd peer over your shoulder to take in the sight but he's snapping his hips so fast and hard in you that your only option is to stare in front of you at the blank wall or down at your hands.

"My attention? You thought I wasn't paying attention to you—fucking hell this pussy is so wet and tight it's making me even harder." He picks up his pace, thrusting into you with determination and pure lust. Each time his cock sinks into your pussy he feels a spark of electric pleasure surge through him, going straight to his cock. "I promise, you don't have to worry about that anymore. Do you wanna know what I was working on? I'll tell you if you want to know."

"I thought that was classified and I'd exploit your company if you told me." You mimic his voice from earlier.

Yoongi gives your butt a slap instantly and you moan at the contact. "Don't be a smart ass when I'm balls deep in you. Now as I was saying, do you want to know what I was working on?"

"A new song? Oh shit, right there!" Your eyes roll up when all the thrusting starts making your walls clench, nearing your high. "Fuck, fuck Yoongi, harder, please! So close."

"We're gonna need to go a second time if you're coming this fast baby," Yoongi says, beating into your pussy. The sound of skin slapping skin echoes off the four walls of the bedroom. "Want this cock Mrs. Min? Want it to make you come all over me?"

"Yes, yes I do Yoongi. Make me come with your big cock. Fuck!" You pant as he continues to move inside you. "But you did it again Yoon. Calling me Mrs."

"Just-fuck-go with it!"

"Oh god I'm gonna come. Any time now," you whine, the cord inside you so, so close to breaking. Yoongi gives you a few more full thrusts and with that, you have your first orgasm.

"You soaked me baby," he groans. "Fuck." He pulls himself out of you to your surprise and you whip your head around your shoulder.

"You didn't come," you say.

"I know, but as hot as your ass is I want to see the face of the woman I'm going to be marrying when I come. So how about rolling on your back for me while I'm still hard?"

"Okay," you nearly grin with sheer happiness when you hear how sentimental your finance' sounds. Yoongi can be a tough man but his he's got a heart of pure gold.

"I love you," you say before he wraps your legs around his waist and puts himself back into you.

"I love you too." Yoongi puts himself back into you and starts chasing his release with so much passion that it stirs another spark of arousal inside you. "Oh my god baby, feels so good. And your eyes are so beautiful, lips perfect for kissing, and wanna hold you like this forever. I love it when you cling onto my arm when we're out in public too and when you fall asleep on my chest when it's just us. Fuck, fuck gonna come soon."

Your mouth gapes open at how much is flooding from his lips right now. The combination of his length working you up to a second orgasm and his words making you on the verge of tears is too much to handle. "Come in me Yoon, I love you. Only you."

He finally releases at your word and you come for the second time that night. Yoongi gently places your legs on the ground and pulls himself out of you. "Are you okay?" He asks. "We should've done this on the bed. I'm sorry, I got carried away and wasn't thinking—"

"I liked it," you reassure. "Do you...uh do you want to take a bath now?" Yoongi smiles and nods.

"I'll run the water in a few minutes."

"No I can do it," you move to get up but he stops you with a hand on your arm.

"I'll do it baby. Stay with me a moment longer." You lay back down as he crawls next to you on his back.

"Uhm Yoon," you ask, leaning your head back on his chest. You're both in the tub now with the hot water soothing your muscles. "Did You mean everything you said a few minutes ago? All the stuff about my eyes and...stuff."

Yoongi hears the faintest insecurity in your voice and wraps his arms around your waist from under the water. "I meant every word of it. And you want to know something?"

"What?"

"We never got to finish this thought earlier. But the reason I've been so preoccupied with my music lately is because I've been trying to make a song to surprise you with at our wedding. I've been struggling to find the right beats and lyrics because, well it's you. And anything I've come up with isn't doing the trick." He pauses and you're lost for words. You had no idea his "new song" was for you the whole time. "I'm sorry I insisted I bring my equipment this weekend," he says.

"I don't even know what to say Yoongi. You wrote a song for our wedding. I feel so dumb for being mad about it." You wipe a few tears from your eyes, just small ones that manages to fall from your eyes.

"Hey, don't cry baby," he coos. "And don't call yourself dumb. You didn't know and I was more preoccupied than I should have been about it. It's not finished though since you know, we had sex in the middle of it all."

"I—I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? I love having sex with you. In fact, if you wanted to have sex in this tub right now you wouldn't hear me complaining at all."

"Yoongi-"

"I'm serious __ so if this is you getting shy then there's only one way to cure it. I'll start listing everything I enjoy about being with you. Let's start with when I sink my fingers into your wet pussy. Your moans are so pretty, begging for me to add an—"

"Ah stop, stop stop stop!" It shouldn't embarrass you but it does. Yoongi laughs at your change of character and kisses the side of your head.

"I'm just saying you don't have to apologize for anything alright? I'm the one that should be doing that."

"No, I understand why you brought it with you. But from now on can you try leaving it at home more? At least when we go on our honeymoon?"

"I promise you I will not bring it on our honeymoon. That is a line I will not cross."

"You better not," you say, closing your eyes. "I'll really not have it with you then."

"I expect nothing less as my wife. I know we've said it a hundred times already but I do love you __. More than anything. Even my music."

You tell him that you love him too, complete calmness showering over you. To the happy couple, you hum to yourself.

a/n: Hoping you enjoyed as much as I did writing this. TY for reading and LMK your thoughts 💞

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roosterforme · 1 year

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Red Flags, Green Flags | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Hangman complains about his date’s red flags, but Bradley thinks this girl sounds amazing.

Warnings: Fluff!

Length: 1900 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

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Hangman tossed some darts listlessly at the dartboard and sighed. "What's your problem, man?" Bradley asked. "You look miserable tonight." "Yeah, you usually get off on beating us at darts. What's wrong?" Phoenix asked. "I have a girl meeting me here for a second date in a little while," Hangman drawled, sipping his whiskey. "I'm beginning to think I shouldn't have asked her out again." Payback snorted. "What's wrong with her? She not hot enough for you?"

Bradley rolled his eyes. That was probably the case as each girl Jake dated somehow looked more like a model than the previous one. "Nah, she's real cute," Hangman said, scratching his chin. "She's just giving off some red flags for me. I think I was momentarily blinded by her face when I asked her out again, because she's definitely not my type." "What red flags does she have?" Phoenix asked, taking her turn at darts. Bradley settled into his seat to listen. This ought to be good. "Well, she's really close with her family. Likes spending time with them," Jake said with a frown. Bradley's brow scrunched up; he thought that sounded pretty nice, actually. "And she volunteers all the time. At the library and the animal shelter and the soup kitchen. She's always so busy, it took forever to even schedule the first date! So I don't see this lasting past tonight," Jake added, finishing his drink. "She sounds pretty good to me," Bradley said cautiously. Actually she sounded really great. "You could always volunteer with her one day, then you'd get to spend some time with her." Jake scoffed. "I'd rather just find a girl who wants to spend her time with me," he said, flashing his charming smile. "This one is finishing graduate school for social work and likes to take her grandma to bingo. Plus, she definitely seems like the kind of girl who would wanna hold hands all the time." He grimaced as he finished. Bradley just gaped at the other aviator, rendered speechless, because Jake had just described his dream girl. Cute, smart, helpful, loving, independent, and kind. And if she agreed to a second date with Jake, then she was definitely interested in him. "What the fuck is wrong with you, dude?" "Oh shit, there she is," Jake grumbled, setting down his glass and heading toward the bar. Bradley stood up and stared as Jake approached a beautiful woman with a stunning smile. "Is he for real?" Bradley asked Phoenix in a dreamy voice. "She's awesome." "He's an idiot, but we already knew that," Phoenix told him with a smirk. "Why don't you go talk to her, Rooster. She's adorable." Bradley shook his head. "I can't, Nat. She's on a date with him!" But the more Bradley watched you and Jake together, it seemed like you weren't really into him either. You were smiling, but it wasn't reaching your eyes, and you had your arms crossed as Jake chatted with you. "Hmmm, fuck it," Bradley muttered as he took a deep breath and headed for the bar. ---------------------------------------- Jake was nice and attractive, but he wasn't really doing anything for you. And now you were starting to regret agreeing to meet him here. You'd been contemplating calling him all day and canceling for tonight and any future dates, but you ultimately decided to give it one more shot. But now you weren't paying any attention to him at all, because your eyes just landed on the most handsome man you'd seen in a long time walking up to the bar near where you were standing. He was literally the definition of tall, dark and handsome, and wearing a fun Hawaiian shirt. And he was looking right at you. You felt yourself smile at him like an idiot when he grinned at you from behind Jake. He had a mustache that somehow made him look cute and playful. You wished he would say something to you. Oh shit, you hadn't heard anything Jake was saying. You tried to pry your attention away from the newcomer, but then he rested a hand on Jake's shoulder and said, "Hey, Hangman, you gonna introduce me to your new friend?" His voice! You were biting the inside of your cheek to keep calm, because this man's voice was sexy. Like pillow talk sexy, and making out in a movie theater sexy. "Uh, sure," Jake replied, looking mildly annoyed. "Y/N, this is Rooster. Rooster, this is Y/N." "That's a pretty name," Rooster told you with a crooked grin, and it took you a second to realize he was talking about you. "Thanks," you replied with a laugh. "Rooster must be your call sign? You're an aviator, too?" "Yeah, my name's Bradley." "Bradley, it's nice to meet you." You liked his name, and his silly call sign. You liked the way he was looking at you and his kind brown eyes. "Jake didn't get you a drink? That's not very nice, Jake," Bradley said to your date who just shrugged. "I'll get you one. What do you want, Y/N?" You had to bite your lip before you accidentally replied with 'you'. "Gin and tonic," you told him, and you watched as he was instantly flagging down a bartender. His huge bicep was flexing below his sleeve as he leaned against the bar and turned toward you. "So, Jake was telling us all about you," he said, and you were surprised once again to find Jake was still in your proximity, because Bradley had your full attention now. "Really?" you asked, eyeing Jake, surprised he would have been telling anyone about you. There wasn't much to tell after the first date. He didn't seem that interested in you, and you hadn't even kissed him goodnight. "Yeah, he said you're getting a master's degree, and that you like volunteering and hanging out with your grandma," Bradley said, handing your drink to you when it arrived. "Um, yeah, I do," you said with a blush as Jake smirked at you. But you turned your attention back to Bradley when he spoke again. "That's cool. I volunteer with Big Brothers and Big Sisters as a youth mentor. And I used to love knitting with my grandma when I was a kid. I'm still pretty good at it, actually." Your jaw was hanging open, and you were having a hard time speaking. Was he for real? You took a sip of your drink and tried to gather your thoughts. Was it okay to ditch Jake and hang out with Bradley instead? "I volunteer a few times a week, but I always make sure I have time to take my Nana to bingo," you said with a laugh when Bradley smiled at you. "You're really a youth mentor?" "Yeah, last week I took some kids on a hike to the state park beach, and Wednesday evening I'm going to teach them how to bake a cake," he told you before finishing his beer and setting down the bottle. "That's sexy," you said, surprising yourself and Bradley. But you didn't regret saying it. Not one bit. Because Bradley's cheeks flushed pink, and your eyes were drawn to his scars that you were itching to touch. A startled laugh escaped his lips. "You think so?" "Yeah," you said, nodding your head fervently. Bradley shifted closer to you, and you noticed that Jake was nowhere to be found. ---------------------------------------

Bradley liked you. A lot. You were absolutely gorgeous to look at, but you were also smart and funny and interesting. The more he asked you about yourself, the more interested he was. You told him about school and your family and how much you loved going to the beach. And now you were so close to him, you were tracing his watch band with your fingers while you talked. "I think it's sweet that you used to knit with your grandma. Mine is practically a professional bingo player, she wins almost every week. And she's really cocky about it too," you said, and Bradley laughed. "She is! She likes to gloat about it when she plays shuffleboard." "She sounds fun," he told you. "And just so you know, I'm pretty good at bingo, and grandmas love me." "I'll bet they do." You actually giggled. He was making you giggle. God, he didn't want this night to end. He was trying to think of a way to ask you out, without making it awkward for you or Jake. "So what kind of cake are you baking on Wednesday?" you asked him playfully. "Not sure yet, but I was thinking about chocolate. You wanna come over and help?" Bradley couldn't explain it, but the idea of you helping him with the baking project had him excited. "You could stay and hang out afterwards. Maybe we could watch a movie together and have some of the cake?" "Are you asking me on a date while I'm technically still on a date with Jake?" you asked him with a grin. "Oh, your date with Jake ended a good thirty minutes ago," he informed you with a very serious look. "Now you're on a first date with me. You having fun?" You started laughing and looked away as your cheeks flushed. "A lot of fun, actually. I like you. You had me at youth mentor and really sealed the deal when you offered to feed me chocolate cake." Bradley couldn't stop smiling. "Can I get your phone number?" "Yes," you replied, and Bradley noticed you and he were standing so close now, your bodies were practically touching. He watched you type your name and number into his phone as he asked, "You'll come over on Wednesday then? For our second date?" "Yes," you replied, handing his phone back to him with a smirk, but your lips were twitching like you wanted to laugh. "Since we're going out now, is it cool if I kiss you?" Bradley asked with a smirk of his own. Your lips looked so soft, and Bradley really wanted to touch you. You smiled up at him and said, "That was pretty smooth," before running your fingers along his scarred neck and up into his hair, pulling him closer. Bradley leaned down until his lips met yours, and it was the perfect kiss. You were perfect for him. He put his hands around your waist and pulled you a little closer, kissing you a little deeper. When you pulled back, you pressed your lips together. "Text me your address and I'll be there on Wednesday. For cake baking assistance and our second date." "I will. I can't wait to see you again," Bradley replied, and it was the truth. Bradley walked you to your car, and with one more sweet kiss you were gone. When Bradley went back inside to settle his tab, Jake approached him. "You stole my date," Jake drawled, shaking his head but smiling. Bradley just grinned at Hangman. "It's pretty funny when you think about how she completely ditched you for me. Maybe I'll let you give a speech about it at the wedding."

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antxlss · 6 months

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but, you’re my boss II

pairing: anakin skywalker x reader (modern au)

summary: the day comes for your big blind date. you should hate the guy, but you can’t help but let him grow on you.

warnings: none

words: 2.3k

a/n: guys I was so quick with this one. anyways this is giving enchanted by taylor swift vibes to me. let me know how you guys like it! ~ max <3

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You wake up on Monday morning to the sound of your phone going off next to your bed.

You look at the time, it's 7am, it's time to get ready for work.

You pick up your phone and open your texts to see a message from Padmé. She sent it just a minute ago.

Good morning queen, I have the details for your date and I have to tell you the man is hot (but I don't want to give you any expectations). But go get 'em, bitch. Tonight, 7pm, go meet him at Sandalwood Cafe!

You groan and slam your face into your pillow.

Why did I agree to this?

You roll out of bed and begin getting ready for work.

You spend most of the day nervous, your mind racing with doubts about the date and if you'll click with the guy. You start to wonder if you made a mistake agreeing to it, but the doubt is constantly shoved aside by Padmé's positive tone and support.

As soon as work lets out, you head home to get ready for the date. As a last minute touch up, you spray some perfume under your elbows, the type of perfume that Padmé told you her new Tinder match had told her he liked. You check over in the mirror one last time before heading out.

You decide to walk to the small cafe since it is only a few blocks from your apartment.

You arrive and step into to the cute establishment.

You look around for a few seconds before your eyes land on a handsome looking young man sitting in a chair near the doorway. He's a little on the taller side, his dark blond hair and blue eyes making him very charming. As he notices you walk through the door into the cafe, his eyes immediately find yours, and a small smile creeps onto his cheeks.

You smile back as you take in his appearance. He looks nice and well put together, probably a lawyer or a doctor or something like that. Someone you'd see on television.

Your breath got knocked out of you. You could've sworn you looked petrified.

It was your fucking boss.

Why would Padmé do this? She knows how you feel about that conceited asshole.

You paint a polite smile on your face and try your best to contain yourself.

"I am. And you are?" You ask, even though you very much know who he is.

You can't believe he does t even recognize you. You honestly weren't even shocked.

He gets to his feet to meet you, extending his hand out to you. He's much taller than you, and you look up at him. His eyes are locked on to yours and you can't help but get a little lost in them.

He speaks with a very smooth but gentle confidence to the point that you just want to stare at him while he speaks.

"I'm Anakin. Anakin Skywalker. I'm so glad you could make it. Would you like to come sit down?"

You internally groan. If you weren't literally desperate for male interaction, you would've just walked out. Might as well just give it a try.

You follow Anakin as he leads you to the table he was previously occupying.

He pulls out your seat for you and waits for you to sit down before he seats himself across from you.

He smiles and leans forward, putting his elbows on the table as his eyes continue to gaze intently at yours, never breaking the eye contact for more than a few seconds.

He speaks without the gentility he showed when you first met. "Padmé told me what I was getting myself into and I have to say, I still can't believe how beautiful you are in person. I hope you don't mind me saying."

Your heart fluttered at his flattery. Why did he have to be so much of a gentleman. You wanted so badly to hate him. To be fair he's never given you a reason to do so.

"Thank you." You smile. "So, how do you know Padmé?"

He's in complete control of his emotions and shows the same confidence he did while at work. You feel completely powerless as you're unable to resist his charm. You can tell Padmé wasn't kidding, he's absolutely charming.

Still staring intently at your face, he leans forward onto his elbows.

"Oh, she and I matched on Tinder a few days ago. She thought we might hit it off, so she set me up on this date." He speaks like it's the most natural thing in the world.

"Oh, so that bitch gave me her seconds. I see how it is." You laugh. "I'm assuming she wasn't into you, you know, since she set us up?"

He chuckles, completely unfazed by what you said by the insult.

He leans one elbow back on the table and clasps his hands together, still staring intently at your eyes and speaking with that same charm, as if there was no tension between him and your relationship with Padmé.

"No, she says she thinks I'm great! In fact, she thought I was handsome, which was why Padmé sent me your way."

He lets out another small chuckle, still keeping eye contact.

"No offense, but you definitely aren't her type. She goes for the more grungy 'bad boy' type." You giggle.

Once again, Anakin seems unfazed by what you said.

While he's still leaning in on one of his elbows against the table, he still is staring intently at you.

He speaks, still confidently.

"Well... I'm not too sure about her type... she did swipe right on me though, so I guess that counts for something?" He chuckles, still staring at you, not breaking eye contact.

You decided to get risky. What did you have to lose.

"Well you may not be Padmé's type, but you're mine."

Anakin keeps looking at you and you notice that his eyebrows raise. His gaze is still sharp, but now there's a twinkle in his eye as he smiles at you.

You feel butterflies in your stomach and you can't stop smiling.

Anakin leans forward and rests his elbows back on the table.

"Oh?" He smiles, keeping eye contact.

"Mhm." You smile, not breaking the eye contact.

You feel your heart pounding in your chest.

Anakin remains seated for a moment longer.

With a slightly deeper voice than before, Anakin speaks and looks you straight in the eyes without blinking.

"I'd like to take you out." His eyes go back to you smiling. "On another date... that is."

You laugh. "Anakin we've only been talking for like two minutes. We know nothing about each other."

Yeah like the fact that he's your fucking employer. You have to tell him that you work for his company. He's literally your boss. He'll find out eventually either way.

He chuckles, and with a look of confidence on his face he leans forward.

"Maybe we don't know anything about each other in terms of our pasts, but I do know a bit about you." And he stares directly at your eyes.

"From this conversation, I've found out a few things about you. You're a beautiful girl with a great sense of humor. You're confident but not in an arrogant way. And you're not too hard to look at," Anakin laughs a little, smiling and maintaining eye contact.

"Hmm, we'll I guess you know me pretty well." You joke. "But really, let's just talk, get to know each other, and then by the end of the night I'll let you know if I want you to take me out again."

Anakin lets out a soft chuckle and leans back slightly, still looking at you with his charming smile.

"You know what? That seems fair. We just got here."

He chuckles again, still speaking with that same confidence and smooth, gentle tone in his voice.

"The night is still young, and so far you seem awesome."

"So far... Okay, ask me a question, what do you want to know about me?" You ask.

He sits back in his chair, crossing one of his legs over the other at the knee.

He puts both of his elbows on the table and leans forward towards your direction, keeping his attention on you.

He looks at you for a second before speaking, thinking of a good question.

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Texas, but I moved to New York City to attend Baruch College. I liked it here so much, I decided to stay." You reply.

It's hard for you to even keep eye contact with him. His looks, his confidence, his smooth, gentle voice.

He speaks like he's not distracted at all and fully in the moment, like your beauty did not even throw him off.

"Why'd you choose that college specifically?"

"Really just because it's in the city." You shrug. "What about you, where are you from?"

"Hmph, fair enough."

Anakin chuckles.

"I'm from the Hamptons. Born and raised."

Oh so he's rich, rich.

There's a pause in which he doesn't quite seem to say everything he was thinking. His eyes are still glued to yours, and you can't stop looking at him either.

"What are you studying at that college?"

"Forensic Phycology. I'm working on my masters right now. Most of my school is online." You reply.

Anakin leans back in his chair again, crossing his legs over each other at the knee. He rests his elbows back onto the table again and leans towards you.

"Forensics, that sounds really interesting. Most of your school is online? How's that working for you?"

He still looks at you with that same charming smile and his eyes on your face, not breaking eye contact for longer than a few seconds.

"It's actually pretty good. I thought I wouldn't enjoy it, but it gives me a chance to work while I finish school." You admit.

Anakin chuckles, and looks back at you for a few seconds.

After a moment of silence, Anakin speaks again and leans forward.

"What is it that you do for work?"

Anakin continues looking you dead in the eyes, a twinkle in his eyes as he waits for your response.

Shit.

You have to tell him. You can't lie. Especially since you are surprisingly really liking him.

"I'm a receptionist. At Skywalker Engineering."

You sit and anxiously wait for his response.

Anakin sits back in his seat a little after you tell him.

After a moment he speaks in a soft tone, a bit surprised.

"The receptionist?"

After a second he chuckles.

"I didn't think we had a receptionist. I'll have to talk to HR about that for the next work report."

He continues to chuckle, still looking at you. He seems a little relaxed after hearing that, like it did not bother him in the least.

"We may have to talk to HR about the boss going on a date with his employee." You state smugly. "You really don't recognize me?"

Anakin leans back in his seat, smiling as he responds to your comment. But once your eyes land on him, that twinkle in his eyes returns, and your eye contact becomes almost magnetically drawn to him.

"I recognized you the second I saw your eyes."

A moment of silence.

"You're right though, we will need to talk to HR about that. But for now, this is just between you and me."

He smiles at you.

How could you have ever hated him? You didn't even give him a chance. Now that you've actually talked to him you found out that he doesn't even like his job, he's just carrying on the family business.

The more the night goes on, the more infatuated in him you become.

The night finally comes in. You and Anakin clean up your table and push in your chairs. He walks you out to the street.

Anakin smiles at you as he walks you out to the street.

He extends his arm out and you take it, your fingers brushing against his. His touch is gentle, so soft and soothing, but at the same time the touch is full of passion and desire.

As you walk with him, you look up at him and can't help but smile right back at Anakin.

"I had an amazing time tonight. Thank you for taking me out."

"It was my pleasure." He grinned. "So do you have an answer for my question earlier."

Your cheeks grow red. "Yes Anakin, I'd love to go out with you again."

Anakin's eyes shine with joy and he chuckles, looking at you as he responds.

"You just made my night."

He takes you in his arms and leans in close. Your eyes are both locked on each other. He looks at you intently, and you can see every single line of his facial expression. Anakin speaks in a soft and gentle tone, it's as if you're the only two people in the world.

"Can I have a kiss?"

You stiffen up. You haven't kissed someone in almost a year, let alone your boss. You say exactly what was on your mind.

"But, you're my boss."

Anakin just stares at you for a moment, but his gaze remains intense. Your heart is still fluttering in your chest, and Anakin's gentle look is drawing you in. You want to kiss him. You've never felt this way before.

He speaks with this same soft and gentle voice, still looking at you and maintaining eye contact.

"Yes I am."

He leans forward slightly, still keeping you in his arms.

"But, I don't care."

You let go of all your anxieties and let your body guide you as you lean forward to meet Anakin's lips.

You both lean forward at the same time, and his lips meet yours. It's not a quick peck, but a long and drawn out kiss as Anakin continues to hold you in his arms on the sidewalk. It's so passionate, and your hearts are racing. You don't ever want the kiss to end.

To your dismay, Anakin pulls away. You look him in the eyes.

"Thank you for tonight." You smile. "See you at work?"

And with that you turn and walk home with a blush on your face the whole way there.

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jun-of-love · 11 months

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gorgeous - kim mingyu

summary: you were never the one to enjoy parties, until you came across the gorgeous Kim Mingyu.

genre: romance (?)

trigger warning: extremely handsome dude, alcohol consumption

words: 1.5k

pairing: mingyu × yn

a/n: reputation is taylor's best album.

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“I should’ve just bailed out last minute.”

You think as you look at the flashing neon lights coming from the flat. You wondered how much retinal damage the lights could cause. Plus, it was full of people, who were most probably sweaty and horny. Should you report it to the police for disrupting covid regulations? That way you wouldn’t have to attend the party for valid reasons. Unfortunately, covid regulations were far gone, and even if they hadn’t, you were not that mean……yet. Your heels were already painfully digging into your feet and you were genuinely thinking of turning back and ghosting Yeri, right then she comes up to you, dragging you inside with her. Its done, you’ll have to stay here at least for an hour before you could leave. Fine, let’s do it, how bad can it get?, is what you think.

It indeed got very bad. Specifically when Yeri introduced you to the guys who had organized the party, the owners of this humongous flat- Lee Dokyeom, Jeon Wonwoo and……..Kim Mingyu.

Your breath probably got stuck in your throat the moment your eyes landed on the man. Was it the lighting of the party, or was there a literal halo above his head? Kim Mingyu looked so perfect, everything about him was just right- his face, his body, his smile, his laugh, his aura, and the way he carried himself. God was in fact real, and he has made this being with his own holy hands.

You never considered yourself to be one with rizz, and your interaction with Kim Mingyu proved you right. You refused to look at him for more than three seconds, opting to talk to anyone but him. Your heart threatened to jump out of your throat, making you clutch on your cup for your life. You befriended Karina, Jennie, and Joy- all of them looked like literal goddesses. Was there anyone here who represented the general population? It was probably you, you realized.

The group decided on playing beer pong, which you opted out of, because a) you didn’t want to drink ao early on and b) you didn’t know how the game goes. You only told the first reason though, to which Mingyu replied that he will drink for you (!!!) You only laughed awkwardly and brushed him off, hoping that you were subtle with the panic he caused in you. Zero points in the flirting department for you.

The game was interesting, mainly because it was played by hot people. You maintained the 3 second rule of looking at Mingyu, settling on cheering for Wonwoo instead. He was cute too, in a nerdy way. He was the kind of guy you would usually go for. He was also very built, under the plain black tee he wore, because he kept flexing his biceps, every time he landed a ball in the cup. So was Mingyu, to your happiness and dismay. Happiness because well, he was a work of art, and made you drool, dismay because you could only look at him for three seconds, and he was too good to be true. Mingyu’s team won (obviously) and you hugged the girls of the team and Dokyeom and decided to give a small thumbs-up to Mingyu (it was either that, or completely ignoring him. You were proud of your choice.)

You could’ve left by now, but unfortunately you were having fun, enough to down two drinks and agreeing to play a drinking game. You sat besides Wonwoo and Yeri, and noticed that Mingyu would sit between Jennie and Dokyeom, the way they had left a space for him. It made you feel weird for some reason, but you wouldn’t blame him- Jennie was beautiful and charming, and if you could, you would like her too. Mingyu rushed towards the group with blankets in his hands, dropping one in each girl’s lap, and sat like it was nothing to him. It was nothing big, just a kind gesture- but it made you breathless in a way that you prayed that your nostrils don’t flare up as you make up for the loss of air in you. He was handsome as well as thoughtful, how unfortunate for you.

The game consisted of a stack of cards and everybody had to take turns picking up cards. It would either be a truth or a dare- classic high school dumbassery but slightly unique (?) It was quite fun, especially when Yeri called up her 9th grade Math teacher who she had a crush on (why did she have his number, you’d never know) or when Dokyeom put up a picture of his armpit on his story for an hour. It was Mingyu’s chance and his card asked if he was committed or single- and to do a stripper dance if the latter.

“please be dating please be dating please be dating please be dating please be dating please be dating” you muttered because all of this would become very easy for you if he was dating someone. You wouldn’t have to see him flex his body and worry about drool on your mouth. Also, you were a person with morals, you would never steal someone’s man- and the thought of someone being committed removes any and all attraction you have towards him. Kim Mingyu having a girlfriend was the best possible outcome.

“I guess I have to give a show then.” Mingyu smirked, removing his shirt with one hand in a go. The girls squealed, the guys hooted and all you could think of was how long the chorus of the song ‘Unholy’ was because you couldn’t physically handle it. You covered your eyes involuntarily and chose to look through the gaps between your fingers because you were not strong enough to miss the show either.

You winced as Mingyu ran his hands on his chiseled abs and grabbed his muscular, perfect thigh. His facial expressions were sultry, he was acting as if this was paying his rent. You were probably delusional, but it felt as if he looked at you too much during his performance. Maybe its because you were acting like Virgin Mary, but it still made you flustered.

Thankfully, the guys pulled him away as he was about the grind on the floor, god knows what would’ve happened to you then. In this commotion, Wonwoo ended up sitting next to Mingyu, and you next to Dokyeom. You were quite drunk by this time, and it was your chance to pick the card again.

“Kiss the most attractive man in the room.”

Your luck was in your favour or not, you couldn’t really decipher. The answer to the dare was obvious to you, probably to everyone else as well. You shifted in Mingyu’s direction, slowly because you were drunk enough to enjoy the attention on you, and the look of anticipation on Mingyu. Maybe you backed off, or maybe this was planned by you, your thought process was a little hazy, but you turned your head away from Mingyu and kissed Wonwoo instead. Your friends cheered, Yeri damn near losing her mind screaming. You held on his biceps, and he deepened the kiss, making a shiver go through your spine. You broke the kiss and smiled at him, returning to your seat. Jennie patted on your back, giggling cutely. You could see Mingyu completely flustered, and staring at you every now and then. Ha! You had avenged for all the awkwardness he had caused you this entire night. But if you had won, why couldn’t you stop wondering how much better a kiss with Mingyu would’ve been?

The screaming and hooting probably drained everyone’s energy, making people pass out like deflated balloons. You picked up Yeri, trying to wake her up enough to walk to the Uber. You held both of your purses and heels in one hand, and Yeri in the other. As you managed to put her in the cab and struggled to get inside, you heard a yell of your name. It was Mingyu?

“I thought you passed out.” You said, trying not to look at his shirtless form.

“I almost did, but I couldn’t just let you go.”

“Huh?”

“I thought we had something going on tonight.” He said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“We did?” You asked incredulously. To you, it was just admiring his flawless form in a borderline creep, did he interpret it in a positive way?

“I hope you think so too, because I kind of fought off Wonwoo to ask you out.”

You would have thanked God if you weren’t an atheist. You were living your dream k-drama life with two incredibly hot men fighting over you. So, like every female lead ever, you choose the hotter man.

“Sure, Mingyu, I’ll go out with you. Text me the details later.”

For the first time tonight, Mingyu showed off his full smile, with his eyes scrunched up, showing off a little dimple near his nose.

Ah, you were so glad you didn't bail out.

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edensbuttercups · 1 year

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Coffee and Chapters - Robert "Bob" Floyd x reader

A/N: This is quite literally a product of the last twenty minutes. I did not read it over, the idea might not make full sense, but I won't be held accountable for that! I simply wanted to write some soft Bob Floyd x reader meet-cute and I hope someone can appreciate 💕

Words: 1.3k

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As you unlock the door to Coffee and Chapters in the early morning, you feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. You take a deep breath and inhale the familiar scents of coffee and books. This is your place - your café bookshop.

You move around the space, straightening books on the shelves, wiping down tables, and making sure everything is just right for your customers. You take pride in the cozy atmosphere you have created, knowing that it's the perfect place for people to relax, read, and enjoy a cup of coffee.

As the day begins, customers start to trickle in - some regulars, some newcomers. You greet each one with a smile, and take pleasure in knowing their names and their favourite drinks. You offer recommendations and chat with them about their latest reads, forging connections with people who share your love of books.

You watch as customers trickle in and out, some coming in the morning for a quiet cup of coffee and a book, while others come in the late afternoon to study, surrounded by the quiet hum of the shop. The weekends are when families with young children come over, reading together, playing board games, and sipping on hot cocoa, and you watch from afar, sometimes interact, serve coffees and cocoas and cookies and pies.

It's a peaceful afternoon at Coffee and Chapters when you notice a new customer walk in. You're surprised to see someone in their flight suit - you know the nearby base is home to a fighter pilot training program - but you smile and greet him as he makes his way to the counter. He responds with a shy "hi" and looks around the shop, taking in the books and the cozy atmosphere.

As he wanders through the store, you can't help but notice how handsome he is, with his sandy blonde hair and striking blue eyes. He seems lost in thought, running his fingers over the spines of the books as he searches for something to read, lips moving as he reads each title. You try not to stare, but you can't help but feel a flutter in your stomach.

You watch as he settles in with a book in the corner, and you can't resist taking a peek at what he's chosen. It's a classic novel, and you can't help but smile, feeling a connection to him through your shared love of literature. You go back to your work, but you can't help but steal glances in his direction, captivated by his presence.

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As the afternoon wears on, more customers come and go, but Bob remains in his corner, lost in his book. You can't help but wonder what he thinks of the story, and as if he’s heard you, he comes over, book in hand, smiling shyly when he sees you behind the counter.

"Hi," you say, smiling at him. "What can I get for you?"

"Just a coffee, please," he replies, his voice soft and gentle. You nod, and start to prepare his drink. As you work, you can feel his eyes on you, and you turn to him, curious. "So, what do you think of the book you're reading?" you ask, trying to strike up a conversation.

Bob looks up, surprised, but then he smiles. "It's one of my favorites," he says, his eyes lighting up. "I love the characters, and the way the author captures the feeling of being lost and searching for something more."

You nod, intrigued. "I know what you mean. The writing is beautiful, isn't it?"

He nods, and then takes a sip of his coffee, savoring the flavor. "You make a great cup of coffee," he says, smiling at you.

"Thanks," you reply, feeling a warm flush spread through your body. "It's always nice to hear that."

You continue to chat for a few more minutes, talking about the book and other favourite authors. It's a simple conversation, but you can't help but feel drawn to Bob's quiet charm and intelligence. As he finishes his coffee and says goodbye, you can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. You hope he'll come back soon, and that you'll have another chance to talk to him.

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Days pass, and you can't stop thinking about Bob. You wonder if he'll come back, if he felt the same spark that you did. You try to focus on work, but your mind wanders, imagining what it would be like to spend more time with him.

Finally, he returns, and your heart skips a beat when you see him walk in. You're behind the counter, and he comes up to you, a shy smile on his face.

"Hi again," he says, his eyes shining. "I was hoping you'd be here."

You feel your cheeks grow warm, and you can't help but smile back. "I'm here most days," you say, trying to play it cool.

He nods, and then looks around the shop. "Do you mind if I sit and read for a bit?" he asks, gesturing to the corner where he sat before.

"Of course not," you say, feeling a surge of excitement. "Let me know if you need anything."

As Bob settles in with his book, you try to focus on your work, but your eyes keep drifting back to him. You catch him stealing glances at you too, and every time your eyes meet, you both blush and chuckle.

Finally, he puts down his book and walks up to the counter again. "I'm sorry to keep bothering you," he says, a playful twinkle in his eyes. "But can I order another coffee?"

"Not bothering, and of course," you say, smiling back. "What can I get for you?"

He orders his coffee, and as you make it, you start chatting again. This time, the conversation flows more easily, both of you feeling more comfortable with each other.

You learn that Bob is a WSO stationed nearby, and that he's been in the area for a few years now. He tells you about his love for books and coffee, and how he stumbled upon Coffee and Chapters while looking for a quiet place to read. As you chat, you can't help but feel a growing sense of attraction to him. He's kind, funny, and has a gentle way about him that draws you in. You start to realize that you're falling for him, and it scares you a little.

As the conversation continues, Bob starts to open up more, sharing stories about his experiences as a WSO and his dreams for the future. You find yourself hanging on his every word, captivated by his intelligence and passion.

Eventually, Bob finishes his coffee and pulls out his wallet to pay. As he hands you the money, you take the opportunity to write your number on the back of his receipt. "If you ever want to... well, coffee seems weird, considering my job, but maybe coffee outside of work? Just... feel free to give me a call," you say, blushing at how you babbled nervously, handing him back his receipt with a smile.

Bob's eyes widen slightly as he sees the number on the receipt, and he can't help but smile. "I would love that," he says, his voice soft. "Thank you."

He takes the receipt, tucking it carefully into his wallet, and then looks back up at you. "I should probably get going," he says regretfully. "But I'll definitely be in touch."

As he heads for the door, you watch him go, your heart pounding with anticipation. You can't help but wonder if he'll actually call, or if this will turn out to be just another fleeting crush.

Days pass, and you start to think that maybe Bob won't actually call. But just when you're starting to lose hope, your phone buzzes with a new text message. Your heart leaps as you see that it's from Bob.

"Hey, it's Bob, from Coffee and Chapters?" the text reads. "I was wondering if you might want to grab dinner sometime?"

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artiststarme · 1 year

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Sunflowers

You know, it's kind of concerning that it's easier for me to write angst and heartache than it is to write happy fluff. Oh well, I hope you enjoy it and please leave your thoughts in the comments! Thank you to @doubleb11, @nburkhardt, and @carlyv for the prompt ideas!

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Eddie was in over his head. He’d dreamed of dating Steve, of taking him out on dates and being the perfect boyfriend. The problem was, he was all talk. He had no experience with dating and Steve was blowing him out of the water.

Because Steve was the perfect boyfriend and Eddie didn’t know how to handle it. With every whispered flirt or door held open or any other small act of chivalry, all Eddie could do was blush a deep scarlet and pull a chunk of hair in front of his face. Last week, Eddie had choked on his beer because Steve told him he looked handsome under the starlight. Two days ago, Steve came to his set at The Hideout and gave him a thumbs up which caused Eddie to very nearly mess up his lines and fall off the stage. And when Steve picked him up today, he brought both he and Wayne homemade breakfast sandwiches and a thermos of coffee.

How the hell was this guy so good at being a good boyfriend?! Literally, they’re sitting at a picnic at that very moment in a valley in the woods, surrounded by sunflowers, and Steve kept flustering him. Eddie’s face was going to be stained permanently red if he kept blushing like this.

“You look really cute today. I love your Metal guy shirt, it really brings out the softness of your hair.”

Now what the fuck was he supposed to say to that? Steve wasn’t even trying and Eddie could feel his face heating up just from the small comment. He had to one up this guy and fast.

“Um, first of all, it’s Metallica. I know you can read that from there. Also, I don’t know why my hair looks soft. I used the same two-in-one I always do.”

Steve’s face does something complicated, a mix between scandal and constipation. Eddie could tell he was holding himself back from saying something. Oh shit, he said the wrong thing. Flirt Eddie, flirt!

“You look really hot with the sun hitting you like that. And the yellow flowers remind me of your sweater at Lover’s Lake. Very hot. I’m literally sweltering just thinking about it.”

Steve blushed and looked up at Eddie through his eyes. “Yeah?”

“Oh yeah!

Eddie had his opportunity. When Steve blushed down to his neck and looked down at the ground with a soft smile on his face, Eddie plucked the nearest sunflower to them and moved to kneel on one knee in front of him.

“Stevie, my baby, my love, the paladin of my dreams. Would you do me the sacred honor of accepting this sunflower that displays the affections I hold for you?” Eddie waited with bated breath. They’d only been officially dating for like a month and this was essentially a half-assed proposal. Nice going you dipshit, you’re going to scare him off-

Steve’s shy smile turned into a beaming grin and he yanked Eddie into a bruising kiss. “I’d love to, Eddie! Give me the flower. Did you know sunflowers are my favorite?”

Eddie smiled as he tucked the flower behind Steve’s left ear, brushing his fingers against his cheek as he did. “Of course I did, sweetheart. They’re sunny just like you. And might I say, you look beautiful.”

Steve couldn’t do much in the face of his compliment but smile adoringly and pull him in for another kiss.

Eddie might not believe himself to be a good boyfriend because he would never be able to match Steve’s flawless charms. However, Steve couldn’t imagine how he got so lucky as to have such a pretty and kind metalhead boyfriend that gave him his favorite flowers and called him beautiful. Eddie was the smoothest person there was and he could never measure up to it. They might both question how much they deserved each other but they had a lifetime to prove it.

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lixiepixiedust · 4 months

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Coffee and Charm

pairing — ot7 x minho; minsung leaning

word count — 3.5k

warnings — member x member, humour, dirty pick-up lines, minho's thighs, skz are sassy hot men

summary — Jisung flirts with the cute barista. Only to just be ignored. So he calls in his friends for backup. They all fall for Lee Minho so easily it's almost sad.

Here's the thing: Jisung knows that the barista is into men. He's wearing a little rainbow pin on his apron that says PRIDE, so Jisung is pretty secure in thinking he's at least bisexual. He also knows, after many years of insecurity and finding his confidence, that he is a good looking man. So, with those two things that he knows to be true, Jisung is left with one very big question. Why did the barista brush him off ?

He wasn't being a creep about it when he flirted. He had done it tastefully, he thinks, complimenting the man on his broad chest and soft brown hair. Asking him if any of the coffee the cafe made came in the same flavor of his honey-toned skin. He'd even giggled and played with his hair! All for the barista to just nod and smile and ask him if his latte was for here or to go?

The response had been so jarring that Jisung just stared at the man for a solid twenty seconds before stuttering out his answer. The barista had just nodded and waved him along so he could serve the customer behind Jisung. Three minutes later when his coffee came out in a to-go cup (even though he and Felix had planned to stay at the cafe), Jisung was still shaken.

The barista was gorgeous; tall, beautiful skin, toned arms. Definitely the most good looking man he's seen (outside of his own friend group) in a long time. If Jisung closed his eyes and tried to place the barista in a line up that included all of Jisung's modelesque friends - well he isn't sure he'd be able to say that the barista didn't belong.

With that being the case, Jisung wondered if maybe the barista just thought he was out of Jisung's league. Was Jisung just not good enough? He chewed on his thumbnail, now sat next to his soulmate and best friend, staring off at the man behind the counter. Felix reached to grab his wrist, tugging it from his mouth.

"Your manicure." He says. "It'd be a waste of money if you chewed your fingers to bits."

Jisung sighs, dropping his hand to the table.

"What is it?" Felix hasn't looked up from his book since he started speaking. It's some fancy novel about art in the renaissance that Jisung couldn't be paid to read, but it's holding Felix's interest well enough. He flips the page while he waits for Jisung to answer.

Jisung crosses his legs. "Do you think I'm hot?"

"Jisung," Felix says in warning. "What's this about?"

"Just answer the question. If I flirted with you - or say someone who was equally as handsome and maybe a bit taller and potentially a man who worked in a coffee shop - would you reciprocate?"

Felix's gaze flickered up to the barista. Jisung whined and bounced in his seat, telling Felix not to look at him. "That's what this is about? Did he shoot you down? If he did, he's an idiot."

"No, he didn't shoot me down." Jisung sighs. "He didn't even acknowledge that I said anything."

"Yikes. What an asshole."

Jisung bites his thumb again. Before Felix can pull his hand from his mouth again, Jisung drops it back down to the table. "You think he's just like - way too hot for me?"

"Jisung. Stop. Literally no one on this Earth is 'way too hot' for you."

He groans, dropping his head to rest on the inside of his arms. His latte is long forgotten, getting colder by the second. He's much too preoccupied trying to figure out how he could get shut down so quickly by the pretty barista.

Letting out an all too dramatic sigh, Felix sets his book down, slipping in his bookmark as he does so. "How about this," he says, placing a hand on Jisung's back. "I'll go up there, flirt with him, if he responds then we know he's just not into devilish twinks,"

"I am not a twink - how dare you."

"And if he doesn't respond, then maybe his little pin is just an ally thing. Maybe he's one of those straight guys who's really into gay rights." They stare at each other in silence for a few moments, before Jisung agrees and waves Felix towards the pretty barista.

Expecting a different response than the one Jisung got, Felix walks up to the counter with a bit of a swagger.

Felix has no doubt that Jisung is attractive, but if this potentially gay man wasn't interested in cute Jisungie, then he may be interested in Felix. He's not the exact opposite, but he can put on a bit of a show. Can deepen his voice, act a little dominant, run his hands through his hair - appear overall very menacing. If Jisung was a cute kind of sexy, then Felix could be a dangerous kind of sexy.

When he finally comes to stand face to face with the barista, he decides to pay a little more attention than Jisung did when he flirted. He looks past the little pride pin and reads the man's name tag.

"Hi! What can I get you?"

Felix smirks. This guy looked exactly how he imagined Jisung's type would be "Hi, Minho right?" The man nods. "Do you think I could get a raspberry scone?" Minho nods, leaning down to open the pastry case. Felix makes a show of watching him, pleasantly surprised with the view. "You're pretty standing up, but bent over you're a vision ." He says lowly, leaning farther onto the counter.

Minho straightens up. Felix is thrown a little off his game by the fact that Minho looks completely unfazed by what he's just said. He's COMPLETELY thrown off his game when Minho says, "Is that all for today?"

Too caught off guard - too unable to sputter out some other pick up line or compliment - he just nods and pays for the scone.

Jisung is looking at him hopefully as he approaches their table. "Any luck?"

Sitting, Felix takes a large bite out of the scone, crumbs cascading down down his lips and mouth and to the table below. He chews thoughtfully. "Do you think," he says, mouth still full. "That he doesn't speak Korean?"

Jisung slaps both of his palms into his forehead. "Felix, every word he's spoken so far has been in Korean."

"I know, I know, but hear me out - what if he's just reading off a script?"

"Are you being serious here? I'm being serious here. This is a real problem. How are we," Jisung gestures between the two of them. "This bad at flirting?"

"Are you sure that it's us? I'm still thinking he doesn't speak Korean."

Jisung wants to slap Felix. He loves his best friend, but holy crap he can be dumb sometimes.

Thinking, Jisung starts to come up with a plan. He whips out his phone and sends out a mass text. "Let's just get the others involved. If he can resist those them, then he might actually be just a robot."

"Good idea! If anyone can get a date with him it's the outstanding Prince Hwang."

They spend the time waiting for their friends in silence, watching the barista. He's great at his job. Quick, efficient, friendly. But whenever he's not speaking with customers he seems to just zone out and stare off into space. A few times he spaced out while pouring milk or creamer into cups of coffee, only to have the cups overfill and dump to the floor. When this happened, he blushed a deep red and made quick work of cleaning up his mess.

Nearly twenty minutes pass before two of the hyungs arrive. It's Changbin, dressed in black jeans and a dark red jacket, with Bang Chan, wearing a black tank top and basketball shorts. Changbin takes off his sunglasses and black bucket hat to greet the younger men. "Hey, what was that message about? Who's butt needs to be kicked for hurting my little Jisungie?" He reaches out to pinch Jisung's cheeks, but doesn't get to when said owner of cheeks smack his hands away.

"What did you even text everyone?"

"That my feelings were hurt because of some awful mean guy."

Felix rolled his eyes. "And you think I'm miserable."

The two elders took their seat at the table, setting all of their things down.

"So, who is it?" Chan asks, looking around the cafe. Felix points to the counter where Minho is currently fighting with the cappuccino machine. "The barista? Are you two that stupid? He's probably just turning you down because he's working."

"No, hyung, he didn't turn us down. He just ignored us."

Changbin raised a brow. "How so?"

"He acted like we didn't even flirt with him. I basically said I wanted to taste him."

"And I said he looked delicious bent over." Felix added.

"Subtle." Chan muttered.

Jisung throws his hands out in a way to say 'exactly'. "That's what we're saying! It's not like we were just saying he had a pretty smile, we were practically offering to fuck him."

"And you're worried that what - he's not into you?"

"That we're bad at flirting." Felix says.

Chan calls them both idiots with a smile on his face before standing up with Changbin and sauntering over to the counter. There's no line so they walk right up to Minho. They make a short conversation before Minho has them slide off to the side. The two don't even look back at Felix and Jisung while they wait for their coffee. In fact, Changbin doesn't look up from the floor until he sits back down at the table, cup in had. Steam snakes out of the little mouthpiece on the cup. "Are we entirely sure that he speaks Korean?"

Jisung could strangle him. Both him and Felix. "Is Seungmin almost here? I need someone with some brain cells."

"Hey now, I'm your hyung - and I'm being serious here. It was like everything we said that wasn't my coffee order just flew over his head." Chan spoke.

"What did you even say to him?"

"I asked if he would rather be tied up with silk or rope." Changbin stated.

"And I asked him if he was ignoring us because he would prefer to be dom" Chan said after Changbin.

"Yikes, maybe we shouldn't have called in the dom."

Jisung raised his hand to silence Felix. "You always call the dom during situations like this."

Just then is when Seungmin walks in.

He spots them, offers a little wave, then approaches the counter on his own. They watch as he orders his iced americano, waits patiently, then comes to sit with them. Jisung frowns. "Bro, you ruined it, you were supposed to come talk to us first before you spoke to him."

"Huh? I only came because you said you were at a cafe. What was this all for by the way?"

"The barista!" Jisung hisses.

Seungmin sips out of his straw. "Oh, yeah, he's cute. Kind of like a newborn cat."

"I know! That's the problem. We have all tried to flirt with him but he ignored us, we're trying to see what his type is. Or if we're all just terrible flirts."

Seungmin shrugs. "He didn't really respond when I flirted."

"You flirted?" Felix asks.

He nods. "Yeah, like I said, he's cute. I asked if he wanted to fuck or not and he didn't even say anything."

Chan laughs, hugging Seungmin and ruffling his hair. The younger boy groans at his hyung but doesn't make a move to push him off. "You're always so blunt Min!"

Felix jumps to his feet when the door to the cafe opens. "Hyung is here," he says, making his move to intercept Hyunjin - they don't want him to repeat Seungmin's mistake. He quickly fills Hyunjin in on the situation, including all the lines they've already used on Minho.

Hyunjin just laughs smugly at him and tells him to take a seat and watch the master. For the fifth time, one of the men approaches the barista with confidence bursting through the roof. From afar the table of already rejected men watch. Hyunjin the flirting master starts high, falters, and ends low. He leaves the counter with his tail between his legs and a cup of tea in his hand.

"Nothing, huh?" Felix asks. Hyunjin nods.

"I told him three - THREE - coffee based jokes and it was like I wasn't even there." He sits down at their table. "Am I not as good of a flirt as I thought I was."

"No, no hyung," Felix comforts him. "No, this barista is just a real life angel too busy for our bullshit pick up lines."

Hyunjin groaned. "Did any of you have luck?"

"Not even a little bit." Felix says. "He gave all of us the silent treatment - or rather the customer service treatment."

"I'm a customer he can service." Hyunjin wiggled his eyebrows.

"Oh my god, tell me that is not one of the lines you used."

"It wasn't, it wasn't - why? Do you think it's good?"

"I think that if you said that to anyone you'd be subject to a slap in the face and a permanent ban for their place of work."

Jisung crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. His legs were crossed over one another, foot on top bouncing to a silent rhythm. They did have one more person they could call. An ace up their sleeves, if you will. If anyone could get Minho to acknowledge their existence as someone other than a customer, then it was him.

The Baby Bread™.

Jeongin walks into the cafe with his head held high and his black hair freshly permed resting above his eyebrows. He's wearing a grey graphic t-shirt with baggy blue jeans and some silver accessories here and there. It was his typical style that made him look like a fashion model straight out of Pinterest. He shoots the group a glance then points at the barista. They nod in unison, then silently wish him good luck.

Much like the others, he approaches the counter with his confidence bursting through the roof. Jisung was kind enough to give him the rundown on what happened the rest of them. Apparently the barista had blown each of them off. Everyone from dark Changbin to sunshiney Felix. When hearing this, Jeongin had a few good ideas of how to play this out.

The barista isn't looking at him when he approaches and is instead trying to dry his milk covered apron. Jeongin clears his throat. Minho looks up and then offers his best customer service smile. "I'm sorry sir, one second I need to get a clean apron." He takes the apron off and tosses it to the floor, planning on picking it up once he was done with this new customer.

The group watched in horror as Minho removed his apron, revealing his plain clothes underneath. He was wearing a loose white t-shirt with the sleeves cuffed up high enough to reveal his beautiful biceps. And if that wasn't bad enough, the man was also wearing a pair of navy shorts. Shorts!

"That can't be safe," Hyunjin said, talking about the one thing they were all focused on. "He could dump hot water on those glorious thighs. They need protection." The others hummed in agreement. "Jeongin might need backup."

"It's too late," Jisung said, motioning towards Jeongin with a limp hand. "He's a goner."

Sure enough, Jeongin wasn't even speaking to Minho. Instead, he was ogling - moments from drooling really - at the exposed skin of Minho's legs. "Man down." Felix said, eyes also locked on the expanse of skin. "He needs an emergency evacuation."

Before any of them can get up and rescue their fallen comrade, Jeongin is walking backwards away from the counter, then shuffling over to them. He looks appropriately embarrassed and rubs his eyes to process what had just happened.

Jisung rested his hand on Jeongin's. "Did you even say anything?"

Jeongin shakes his head. "I'm sorry hyung, I think this guy might just be out of our league."

Resigned as a group, they decided to pack up and leave. Jisung mumbles something about returning the next day to see if maybe it was all just a fluke. Hyunjin is about to piggyback on that idea when the door to the cafe bursts open. A girl that looks a bit older than them runs past all the customers and tables to the counter.

Minho is completely oblivious to this until the girl taps on his shoulder. This seems to pull the barista out of whatever daze he's apparently been in all day, and his head pops up. "Mina? You're late." He pouts. "I have so much homework to do."

"I know, I'm sorry, I'll make it up to! Anything fun happen today?"

"Nope, there's nothing happening now either. Are you good if I leave, Noona?"

"Of course, have a good day! Don't study too hard!"

Minho disappears to the back part of the cafe, coming out a few minutes later with a backpack. As he walks past the group of flirtatious men, Seungmin reaches out and grabs his arm. Minho stops in his tracks, staring them all down and lightly tugging at his arm. Seungmin doesn't let go. "Can I help you?"

"Yeah," Jisung says. "You're Minho right?"

"Huh? One sec." Minho reaches up to his ear and takes a little white earbud out, then stuffs it in his pocket. "What did you say?"

"Um, you're Minho right?"

"Yeah! Do I know you?"

The group looks bewildered. "You - uh - served us coffee today. All of us - um well almost all of us." Jeongin looks sheepish.

"Oh, I don't remember sorry....while I'm working I listen to my recorded lectures. It's not technically allowed, but I can tune in and out for coffee orders."

Chan raises his hand. "Wait, wait. Question. Does this mean you actually didn't hear anything we said to you?"

"Probably not." Minho chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "Sorry. Did I miss something important."

Jisung nods, eyes wide. He can't believe this whole time Minho hadn't been rejecting them - he'd just be ignoring them. Which, arguably, wasn't any better. "I tried to - I did - flirt with you."

Minho blushes instantly, face and neck tinting red. "Oh, you - you did?" Jisung nods. "Shit, that sucks for me. You're like - super cute."

Jisung can't help it when he reciprocates Minho's blush. "Thanks."

"You're all crazy good looking. Are you sure it was me who you were flirting with?"

"Yes!" They say in unison.

Minho bites his lip. "Oh wow. That's a lot to take in. Sorry about ignoring you."

"It's okay." Seungmin says. "Can we maybe try it again?"

"What, flirting with me?"

"Yeah. I think you'll like what we have to say."

Minho is still blushing. "Okay, I'm not free right now, I've got some schoolwork to catch up on, but how's tomorrow sound?"

"Sounds great to me!" Hyunjin says. "We could all go out for coffee?"

Felix smacks his hyung with the back of his hand. "I doubt the barista wants to go to a coffee shop for a date."

"Is this a date?"

"Of course it's a date!" Jeongin says passionately. When everyone looks at him, he apologizes for his outburst, pouting.

Minho pulls out his phone. "In that case, you all should give me your number...so we can plan our date easier." Jisung snatches Minho's phone before anyone else can, quickly putting his number under the contact name 'Super Cute', then hands it off to the other guys. "So, uh, what was your line?"

Jisung smirks. "If you guys served coffee in the same flavor as you." Minho laughed. "Would it have worked?"

"Honestly you could've come up and spat in my face I'd probably still daydream about you."

Jisung can't help himself when he smacks Minho's shoulder. "You better be more than just a pretty face and thick thighs. If you turn out to be an empty shell I'm gonna be sorely disappointed."

Felix hands Minho his phone back. "I agree. I hope you're ready, we only let the best of the best into our group."

Minho licked his lips, glancing around the group of men. He would be more than willing to admit that they were the most attractive people he'd seen in a while. Not to mention the most attractive people that had fucking flirted with him in the last few years. "I will do my best to not be just a pretty face then."

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jacevelaryonswife · 1 year

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► How would they meet you at a party? — Modern Headcanons 「AU」

pairing: Jacaerys Velaryon | Aegon Targaryen | Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader (the famous big three).

a/n: This is situated in college. I don't usually physically detail the reader so that feels included, but personality is something apart. English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes. I’m totally obsessed with modern au.

warnings: mentions of alchool, drunking and sex.

⇒ inspired by @valeskafics

Modern headcanons masterlist

— Aegon ↺

Aegon is the king of the party. He's the coolest frat boy.

The other guys want to be him and the girls drool around him (think in an extremely literal sense).

When you're used to having everything you want the idea of not getting something is devastating. And that's exactly how he feels about your rejection, or almost that.

How do you dare? He's rich, popular, handsome, and has a hot body. No one has ever rejected him!

But you are not everyone.

You know exactly who Aegon Targaryen is. A spoiled drunk fuckboy who doesn't want anything serious with anyone. You don't want anything serious either, but there's something fun about denying bread to someone who owns the bakery.

You're pretty and hot, surrounded by friends and unlike most, you're not drinking anything.

He is not intimidated by the presence of other people when he approaches you, smiling seductively in his typical sexy voice used for these moments.

It was a surprise to you when he showed up, but at no point would you let on that you knew him.

He would flirt compulsively and try to get physically close, using all charm and good looks he's been blessed with to get you into bed.

He might be the kind of guy who would look at you as a challenge when you ignored him, or he'd also call you a bitch with your college friends. Either way, he'll feel terribly bothered by the rejection.

There is a high possibility that he will try to approach you again to get into your panties, a good warrior doesn't run away from the fight.

He's an arrogant little bitch and you hate yourself for liking it, but you don't waste time putting him in his place.

— Aemond ↺

Here's the thing: you'd probably get to him first.

Aemond isn't a big fan of being in a house full of college students, alcohol and loud music, but with the end of period and imminenthe allows himself to attend this type of environment.

Perhaps it was the stress of finals that drove him insane, but when Aemond arrives at the party alongside his older brother, he hides from the others with a cup of bad beer in hand.

He would talk to some of his classmates and very possibly soon regret being there (the smell of marijuana contaminates the whole place).

But before he could go, you would stop him with precise steps and a corner smile, like a gentle predator.

“Hi handsome.” You dared like never before in your life, but you couldn't let that mysterious beauty disappear into the air.

What if he has a girl/boyfriend?

Fuck it, you only live once.

Normally he wasn't approached by many girls, especially with your looks. You’re beautiful. Fucking gorgeous, to be exact.

Most people found him intimidating — you included — but he was charming and sexy and so good at talking.

He would invite you outside to talk when the music gets too loud and horny young people bump into you two.

He'd take the conversation where you wanted it to go, and maybe, depending on how the night went, he'd take you to his apartment and oh boy, it’s amazing.

He's not much for social media, but you need this man in your life and ask for his number.

The smile he shows at the end of the night is purely of satisfaction.

— Jace ↺

Our good boy Jace loves parties — as long as they don't affect his academic performance.

He doesn't go to all, but always has fun with his frat friends and a cup of beer (and sometimes kissing someone).

At first you think he's cute. Really cute. He has curly hair falling over his shoulders and an open and cheerful smile.

He would catch you watching him and blush (hard to see by the lighting of the living room), looking back with a shy smile. Even if he gets along most of the time with the girls, he really is a embarrassed little thing.

He would come to you eventually, fully encouraged by the guys.

“Dude she’s so hot, go get some!”

You keep the curious/seductive smile as he approaches. At first you thought it was a bad idea since he was surrounded by some fuckboys, but you shouldn't judge one by all.

He's cute and a little shy at first, but warms up quickly as he talks to you. Like Aemond, Jace is also great in talking.

So boyfriend material. No, not yet.

He might pull you out dancing or meet some of his friends, getting you alone again afterwards.

Normally, if things went well he'd ask for your number or slowly lean in to kiss you (if you wanted to), but he's surprised when you pull him into a dark corner and kiss him passionately, stroking his beautiful hair.

He pulls alway panting with lips glistening, begging with puppy eyes for you number or any onther social media.

You are more than happy to give it to him.

for: @madame-fear and @faces-ofvenus ✨

#jacaerys velaryon x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #aegon targaryen x reader #jacaerys velaryon #aemond targaryen #aegon targaryen #prince jacaerys #prince aemond #aemond one eye #prince aegon

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llycaons · 2 months

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AND it's annoying when wwx is all 'oh poor me I'll never be as handsome as lwj I don't deserve him he's like a god' when wwx was fucking played by xiao zhan. a man who looks like XIAO ZHAN saying that??!!!

well, he’s nowhere near the league of Lan Zhan’s ethereal, Harper’s-Bazaar-cover beauty, but he’s not bad to look at either. Girls have told him he’s cute, that he has a nice smile.

like xz WAS on the cover of harper's bazaar! HE MODELED FOR HARPER'S BAZAAR TOO!!!! that was literally a thing that happened in real life! his smile is so bright and infectious and loveable that it's been the subject of many a themed gifset! 'nice' is underplaying it a little.

also a part of wwx's charm is that he's so confident in his looks and appeal he uses it to flirt with people to get what he wants. he knows he's hot!

oh jesus christ I just saw it's three chapters I can't do this I'm dipping

#serves me right for trying to find new material I guess!#ficblogging

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negative-speedforce · 2 months

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How would your OCs' significant others react to seeing them dressed up for the first time?

Siv (With Gina or Hailey): Literally speechless. Full useless lesbian mode. Can not believe that a creature this ethereal exists, or that they can call her theirs. Probably does the human equivalent of a screenshot.

Hailey: Is fairly stunned, but still competent enough to compliment the woman she loves. She's honestly surprised how good Siv looks when they're not dressed like a homeless man.

Gina: Was honestly surprised at how good Siv looks dressed up, since they almost never do that.

Jay: Literally squealed the first time he saw Cassandra in formalwear, because he already thinks that Cassandra is the most beautiful girl alive, but she somehow looks even more stunning all dolled up. Could not keep his hands off her all night.

Cassandra: Even though the reason for her and Jay dressing up were just for a mission, she was absolutely stunned by how handsome he looked. Needless to say, they ended up almost failing their mission because they spent too much time making out.

Max: Was surprised with how well Kyle looked in a rented suit, and how it made his broad linebacker shoulders look so strong, and how it just made him want to do unspeakable things to him.

Kyle: Thought Max looked nice, and was developing a tiny crush on him, but considering that they didn't really know each other yet, he didn't have any visceral reaction.

Eric: "Who is this gorgeous man and what did he do to my husband" lol. As an anthropologist, Jacob is often covered in dust and dirt from whatever dig site he was at last, so Eric was surprised to see him so cleaned up for once.

Jacob: Kinda felt sorry for Eric, since he looked quite uncomfortable in a dress, and Jacob had never seen him wear one (Neither Jacob or Eric himself knew he was trans yet).

Onnie: For once, they lost their charm and charisma, because she was not expecting Pippa to look so pretty in formalwear, after all, she's only seen her in her superhero getup or in casual wear, so seeing Pippa all dressed up was a pleasant surprise

Pippa: Technically the first time Pippa saw Onnie dressed up was on TV, on the news at one of her father's business events. Needless to say, Pippa didn't even know who Onnie was yet and she still thought that that mysterious girl was so hot-

Jessi: The SECOND she saw Hyun-Ki in a suit, she knew he could be her stylish publicity boytoy. While she never was really attracted to him, she could tell just how attractive he was, and how much attention he commanded.

Hyun-Ki: At the surface, he felt transfixed, as if enchanted by Jessi's beauty. However, underneath the surface, Hyun-Ki was disgusted, and he wanted nothing more than for someone to finally see through Jessi's good-girl persona.

Marie: (for Qiara) could not keep her eyes off her all night. Tried to ignore Qiara because they weren't dating yet, but it was impossible (for Liah) Wasn't expecting a 6'3 Cardassian to be so femme. Cheers to you, Liah.

Liah: (for Marie) was honestly pretty speechless the first time she saw Marie dressed up- after all, the fanciest thing Marie had ever worn was her dress uniform. (for Qiara) almost passed out, because Qiara actually looked like a goddess, and while Liah knew that Qiara was essentially one, it had never really processed for her.

Qiara: (for Liah) Literally squealed because Liah looked so pretty and Qiara had never seen her dressed up so cute. (for Marie) Absolutely flabbergasted. Did not know how to respond.

Athena: Her jaw dropped, and she immediately got to work trying to convince Laila to go sneak off and take off those fancy clothes because she looked so hot-

Laila: Forgot to breathe for approximately thirty seconds because her girlfriend looked so stunning (and almost passed out)

Reyna: Thought Iorhael looked hot, but also kinda silly, considering that he still had that stupid shaggy mullet from when his long hair got caught in some machinery and Reyna had to cut it loose before his head got sucked in. (they are the disaster couple of all time)

Iorhael (Reyna's boyfriend): Absolutely stunned. The one (and only) time he ever saw Reyna dressed in actual formalwear was her own coronation, following the execution of her stepmother, Queen Carmen. However, the rule of Queen Reyna was short-lived, as two days later, she left the throne to her niece, Camille, and skipped town.

Pyrrha: Didn't really notice how Castor looked for a good few minutes, since she was so busy being self-conscious about how she looked, since she had let her friends pressure her into wearing a dress that exposed her scars. When she noticed, however, she was super awkward and she stammered out a "Y-you look g-great."

Castor (Pyrrha's partner): Was extremely proud of Pyrrha, since she had been donning heavy layered clothes and gloves to hide her cybernetics, but thanks to a little confidence boost, decided to go confront the woman who tormented her in style, in a dress that specifically showed off her prosthetic arm and the scars with it.

Aldrich: Couldn't believe that this absolutely beautiful woman was about to marry him. If he was capable of tears, he would be crying, but unfortunately, vampires are not.

Samira: It was their wedding, so Samira was honestly too busy crying happy tears to notice how good Aldrich looked in his suit (after her kidnapping, however, the photos from that are all she really has from her family)

Matt: Was honestly more nervous about what Dolores would think of him, since Dolores already dresses fairly formal most of the time already

Dolores: Couldn't believe that Matt was capable of looking so classy, since he normally dresses like a 13-year-old boy mixed with a surfer dude and a hobo.

And! Also! What they were wearing!

Siv

Hailey

Gina

Jay (is such a manwhore)

Cassandra

Max

Kyle

Jacob

Eric

Onnie

Pippa

Jessi

Hyun-Ki

Marie

Liah

Qiara

Athena

Laila

Reyna

Iorhael

Pyrrha

Castor

Aldrich

Samira

Matt

Dolores

#i REALLY need to make bios for iorhael and castor #ask revan #oc shit #practically-an-x-man

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bigfan-fanfic · 9 months

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So who was your gay awakening? If your like me and can’t remember one in particular who are some people/characters you can safely point the finger at?

Okay. Some men that 2008-2014 me was Definitely Not Normal about. I only really realized my own gayness around 2014, so these are the guys it became clear to me that I was actually crushing really hard on but before I realized I liked men in That Way.

Thor/Chris Hemsworth (first appearance 2011) - mythology? love it. hunks? love em. sexy accents? yes please. Put em all together and I'm a goner. Totally in love with Thor from the word go, and Chris Hemsworth was so charming and handsome that I even watched that stupid Red Dawn remake for him.

Gwaine (first appearance 2010) - ahhh, a cute scruffy guy with a playful sense of humor? Yeeeeeee. I was never into Merlin or Arthur the way so many seemed to be, but Gwaine pushed all the buttons I didn't know I had.

Chrom (first appearance 2012) - himbo prince that's moral and loving and even if you play a male Robin, you get a really deep relationship with him that can still read as romantic even with his literal wife right there. I love himmmmmm and he was one of the last nails in the coffin of presumed straightness-until-proven-gay

Steve Rogers/Chris Evans (first appearance 2011) - Steve grew on me over time, mostly due to Chris Evans' charm and sincerity in the character. I think I'd like him as a character less if a different or less-skilled actor played him - I mean, you know, the last part of The First Avenger where Steve sacrifices himself and says goodbye to Peggy is the only MCU movie scene I genuinely cried at. It never occurred to me until later that I had a crush on him.

Prince Phillip (I first remember seeing Sleeping Beauty in 2008) - Okay, he's cute, sweet, funny... and he spends a good portion of the movie tied up, so... yeah.

Bucky Barnes/Sebastian Stan (2014) - Probably the final nail in my coffin. He's just so cute and hot that I'm still happy about him haha

Obi-Wan Kenobi/Ewan McGregor (first remember seeing Attack of the Clones in 2009-2010) - it was the sexy jedi mullet. He's sooooo pretty and his accent slips through his RP voice as Obi-Wan sometimes and it's yum.

Haru (was only able to watch all the episodes of atla when my family got netflix because we didn't get nick and I had to watch it all scattered at my grandmother's, so around 2009) - hehe, was anyone else really interested in Haru the way I was? Long hair, moral and cute in the right ways. Didn't love his mustache later but he's still a hottie.

August Booth (first appearance 2012) - Forget Hook, August was the bad boy that I fixated on from Once Upon a Time. Not really sure why, but I just liked him a whole lot more.

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moaserendipity · 1 year

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Love in the Air Finale messy review

The last episode is here, so without further a do let's dive in. This is going to be one hard-ass episode!

I love this little group of friends. They are all cute and even Sig is charming. Sky is not hiding at all is he, this sweet boy is in LOVE. Rain tries to tease him but is not succeeding and I love that so much. Rain being all nosy, it’s too cute! Sky has a beautiful smile, I love it!

OHHHHH we are getting to see Sky past, wow, wait do I really want to see what happened… like I am already dreading this😬😢 innocent Sky, being taught “wrong” things and falling for the bad boy, it’s really cliché but I would be the same I guess. Sigh such a shame this actor is very handsome…

OKAY TRIGGER WARNING COMING UP! ⚠️

Sky really was in love with Gun, that is the sad part. 😢 you wished he listened to his friends but I guess love does make blind, sadly enough. I AM SO ANGRY AT GUN, YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND! 😡 HOW DARE HE ABUSE SKY LIKE THAT! Sky is literally begging him to not hurt him😡😭 GUN IS THE LOWEST AND THE MOST TRASHIEST PERSON TO WALK ON THIS PLANET, I WANT TO THROW MY CUP OF TEA AT HIS FUDGING HEAD! HOW DARE HE! I CAN NOT WATCH THIS! GUN IS SERIOUSLY LETTING HIS FRIENDS R*PE HIM!!! DISGUSTING! I HATE THIS SO MUCH!!🤬🤬🤬🤬😭😭😭😭 poor Sky😭 and only because he was bored🤬😭

Ugh Pai, please go to Sky fast, he needs you right now🥺 it will be okay Sky, it will be okay🥺 the way Pai immediately knows something is up. I love how he immediately calls it a night and runs to Sky. UGH THESE FUCKERS, GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM PAI AND NEVER TAKE SKY’S NAME INTO YOUR FUDGING MOUTH GUN!!!🤬

See that happy smile on both their faces. I am melting everytime I see them like this🥹 see all Sky needs is love and I am happy Pai is giving him this🥹 Also hello hot kiss👀 these sweet moments are just so meaningful. Wow Pai is really cleaning Sky up, what a boyfriend, amazing, never thought we would see this in a BL. My heart is melting, these cuties🥹

Ugh, I guess the horror is starting huh. Sky shouldn’t have gone to the race🙈 awww that back hug! See that SMILE, MY HEART PEOPLE!!

🥹 hahha yeah hurry up Pai!! Listen to Payu! I love this so much. Okay but Rain is also enjoying this new Sky🤭 Aiiii don’t let Sky go alone Rain! Jup there we go, that fucker Gun! I hate this already! Just run away Sky!! The fear on Sky’s face, please nooo I don’t like this at all!

Ah, there we have the other fucker! I hate him as well! He r*ped Sky, I hope you will meet karma you asshole. Pai never give your key card to anyone! I mean why would you do that, let him arrange his own damn room, asshole! See Payu has his head in the right place! You don’t want to know what they are planning Pai! The way Gun is intimidating Sky right now, please can we kill this fucker already! I hate this and the fact that I can’t protect Sky at all! Stop putting doubt in his mind asshole! Ugh, the way you can tell Gun is suddenly interested again now that Sky isn’t broken anymore! I hate this!!

Yes Sky, Pai isn’t like that, please never believe anything that asshole is saying. I love how worried Rain is but he shouldn’t have listened to that damn “guard” and he shouldn’t have left Sky even though he said it was okay! I am already holding on to my heart because I know this is going to be heartbreaking and I know I will be angry as hell!

TRIGGER WARNING PART 2⚠️

GOD RUN SKY😭 NOOOOOO DONT DO THIS TO SKY!! KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM!! Fucking GUN ASSHOLE! I HATE THIS MAN SO SO MUCH! THE WAY HE IS BRAINWASHING SKY LIKE THAT! Just don’t believe anything he says Sky, please! Pai will come to rescue you. Stop touching him! I WANT TO THROW SOMETHING AT HIS HEAD!! This trashy lowlife of a guy I hate him so much, I really want him to hurt so badly! STOP BRAINWASHING HIM!! IT'S TOO MUCH! STOP IT, JEEZ!! Please don’t r*pe him, just please! You are going to be dead meat asshole! (I'm sorry I just went through this, this is my genuine reaction)

Oh I really thought he didn’t even go to Payu but Rain did. Both are worried. There we go, save your man Pai, please save him!! Wow fucking asshole really trying to pin this on Sky as if he will believe you asshole! Sky is in shock😭 do you hear that, that’s the sound of my heart breaking… this poor boy. Yeah Rain please watch over him🥺

PLEASE HURT HIM GOOD! AHH PAYU I GET IT BUT DAMNNNN!

Sky went into shock I think. Please get through to him! Just cry Sky, just cry. Ugh Pai crying for him, I am sobbing right now, my heart is crying for both of them but especially for Sky. Please protect him forever Pai! He deserves to be loved and cherished his entire life. You are safe with Pai, Sky! Just cry it’s okay!

Oh, he is taking him home. He is finally telling PAI what happened and my heart hasn’t stopped crying but here we go again. The way Pai started to cry when he told him what happened to him when he was with Gun, I can not even imagine the pain Pai must’ve felt at that moment but I love how pure his love for Sky is. Sky you are not trash, damaged goods, or worthless!!!!!! You are the most precious boy in the world. The fact that he couldn’t do anything for Sky during that time, you can see it killed him inside.

Thank god they found each other when they needed each other the most. I do love he isn’t making promises but just tell him that he will show him with actions, that’s the only way. Hugs make so much good in the world.

I think this is the best ending so far. The way they love each other, Sky finally got his happy ending. I am in tears yes thank you Pai for saving our Sky! These smiles! I love this ending so much😭

“to win a stony heart, You must use your own” and that’s how we end this review.

Final Shoutout;

I must say this episode made me angry like I had to pause it so many times, to just calm down. I really have to give props to the actor that played Gun because istg I hate him, so I guess job well done! Also, I have to praise Peat for the way he took on Sky, he was perfect! The way my heart cried for him, smiled with him, and well you know didn’t mind the hot scenes🤭 and then Fort, our emotional sweetheart of a “player” I love how he poured his heart into Prapai, he was amazing!

Now as for Boss and Noeul, they won my entire heart, which at this point isn’t a secret. I loved how Boss portrayed the mature but also teasing Payu, he suited that part amazingly, and then Noeul. The way he made me fall in love with Rain instantly, is just really an achievement. The way he portrayed the feisty, cute, and a little bit dumb/innocent Rain was brilliant. So thank you to the actors for stealing my heart and now I am just going to be sad every Thursday because what now😭

#love in the air finale #prapaisky #love in the air #my messy review #fort thitipong #peat wasuthorn #fortpeat #I am going to miss it so much😭#bossnoeul #payurain #love in the air series

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paranoid-spotlight-everest · 1 year

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Schoolboy Crush (zukaang)

Part 1:The Meet-cute(with fiery tension!)

Aang grinned, the wind in his face as his penguin slid down the hill. He was speeding down and then… whoomp! The fire nation person attacking Sokka lost balance as Aang slid under his legs. Aang couldn't see it, but he could hear the shout of surprise and "Oomph-" as he landed on his face.

Aang's penguin bucked him off as he slid to stop in front of Katara, Sokka, and the village.

"Hey, Katara! Hey, Sokka!" The 115-year-old airbender greeted.

"Hey, Aang." Sokka grumpily replied. He had grey and black paint on his face, probably a water tribe custom. "Thanks for coming."

Aang turned back to soldiers. "No pro-" he stopped, frozen. Not literally, even though the South Pole was probably cold to someone who couldn't regulate their temperature.

The soldier he had knocked over had gotten up, smoothly rising to his feet. He had such… presence. Such confidence.

His brow furrowed in concentration, his handsome haughty as he extended his arms, and then fell into a firebending stance. Aang watched his elegant posture, his strong, armor plated arms, torso, and chest, before he realized fire nation soldiers were surrounding him.

This probably wasn't the best time to stare, slack jawed. Aang rose, but didn't fall into a defensive stance. He struck… some kind of pose. He was going for charming and cool.

"So, handsome," he smirked, hoping he looked roguish and charming. "You're looking for me? I'm flattered!"

The soldiers were a bit too close for comfort, interrupting this meet-cute Aang and Fire-guy had going on, so Aang blew them back a couple feet, using his most elegant and exaggerated moves.

Fire-guy was slack jawed, obviously wowed by Aang's skilled flirtation and impressive bending. Aang puffed out his chest and grinned widely.

Then Fire-guy spluttered, cheeks flaming. The snow melted off his armor, and Fire-guy fell into a powerful, defensive stance. His brow furrowed, and a concentrated frown tugged down his beautiful pink lips. He was SOOO HOTTT, the confidence, the subtle firebending like it was nothing, his face, the strength!

"You're the airbender?!" Fire-guy exclaimed, and the awe in his tone was enough to encourage Aang's confidence, despite the undoubted danger.

Aang's cheeks heated, and a smile tugged up his face as Fire-guy asked, "You're the Avatar?"

He heard Sokka and Katara voice their surprise, but he tamped down his guilt to focus. Fire-guy was coming closer, strong arms flexed into a fighting stance.

"I've spent years preparing for this encounter," he said, his voice smooth and almost soft. Aang felt weak. He knew this probably wasn't intentionally romantic, but boyyyyy, was it hot.

"Training, meditating," Fire-guy continued, his large, practiced hands flexing into a firebending stance, still walking closer. He was pretty short, only had about an inch or so on Aang himself, who had yet to get his growth spurt.

Aang was forced to step back, due to Fire-guy's offensive position. But he wasn't discouraged, he and Fire-guy had common ground! "I meditate too! Y'k-"

Fire-guy spoke right over him. Rude!

"You're just a child." He snarled, and Aang scowled.

"We're like, the same age! And you're just a teenager!" This was banter, this was fine.

Fire-guy looked like he was about to say something, his beautiful face screwed up in focused concentration.

"A very hot teenager!" Aang rushed to add, winking with his most charming smile.

Fire-guy's frown slipped, replaced by surprise, and hopefully the good kind. He spluttered again, and the soldiers with him traded looks.

"Hot?!" He squeaked, voice cracking slightly. Aang grinned wide, stepping closer, but Fire-guy regained his footing and sent a burst of fire at him.

Aang nearly didn't dodge in time, watching Fire-guy's arms and torso move in smooth, strong, practiced motions, and then beautiful fire follow the path of his arms.

"Hey, could you keep the fire pointed slightly away?" Aang requested politely, grin ever so slightly forced. "Not that wasn't sexy as-" Another burst of fire stopped inches from his face.

Aang blocked streaks of fire deftly and skillfully. Hopefully, this would impress Fire-guy, like some kind of courting ritual, and then Aang could show him- well, no, Fire-guy would have to show him some places to have a good time 100 years in the future.

But then a fire blast was aimed at the village kids behind him, and Aang pushed it upward with surprising force. His jaw set, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"If I go with you, will you promise to leave everyone alone?" Aang asked. He didn't exactly want to be captured, he hoped for sweeping him off his feet and leaving the army forever, but the village's safety came first.

Fire-guy stepped back, arms falling to his sides before crossing over his chest, and Aang's beautiful soon-to-be boyfriend (fingers crossed!) nodded silently. He was so distinguished and honorable. Probably not trustworthy, but who needed trust when you were as gorgeous as him!

Guards came up from behind him and clamped their hands on his shoulders. Aang gathered his confidence as he was marched forward into the ship.

He heard Katara shout, "Aang, don't do this!" He looked back at the Water Tribe siblings, forcing an encouraging smile.

"I'll be fine! Just ough-" his words hitched as a soldier shoved him forward. He'd have to have a talk with the guy once Fire-guy had fallen for him and everything had been cleared up.

"Take care of Appa for me! Remember to-" his voice is cut off as the ship's door closes, and Aang feels like he's been swallowed by a monster.

He squares his shoulders and looks ahead to Fire-guy's proud stride. He's about to crack a joke when Fire-guy shouts, "Set a course for the Fire Nation!" As attractive as his confident command is, Aang still feels dread pool in his stomach, and he barely swallows through the lump in his throat.

@my-throwaway-tbh

#zukaang #zukaang fic #my writing #no beta we die like jet

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slytherinshua · 7 months

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Favorite and most hot egg man in the sonic series?

Modern Eggman in all forms but especially the games forever!!! Just look at him with all his beauty 🥰

He's so charming with his entertaining energetic and funny but also delightfully evil, maniacal, and egotistical personality. His self love, confidence, determination, and charisma is admirable and attractive and makes him such a daddy. He's an old man that knows how to have fun and be himself boldly and happily and follow his dreams and that's very sexy lol

And he's so incredibly handsome with his stunning smile and blue eyes behind those glasses, glorious huge fluffy mustache, big beautiful bear belly and paws, and gorgeous fat titties and butt. He's big and tall and strong! You literally can't get better than an Eggman that's just like: 🥚🐻🧸 Especially when he has his fur 💕💖💗💘💗

And he looks so hot in tank tops as one of my biggest weaknesses,

AND he's even a biker as yet another of mine 😍

He's a sexy leather daddy biker bear with a charming and lovable personality, admirable qualities, and thrilling evil. He's smart, strong, passionate, evil, and big and cuddly. You can't get better than this. He's the PERFECT MAN of my dreams in a fictional form, let alone version of all eggs djajsbglshfksjf

Well I love classic Eggman equally too because they're the exact same version just a different design that's beautiful and cute too and has the same fun personality and evil. No other versions can compete for my heart, they've already won and that's how I fell in love with him 💜

#dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #dr. eggman #asks #my post #self ship #self shipping #f/o #self insert ship #self ship community #self insert shipping

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