#mine were literally doing so well 10/10 they started fucking up at the beginning of the month
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Local failcringe IT reject boy once again mourning the fact he can't solder
#why did my stupid IT high school didn't teach me how to solder#To be fair#they didn't even teach me how to apply thermal compound to a CPU#legit only learned it during my apprenticeship#wish they taught me soldering too :(( fixing printers was fun but soldering would have been more useful#basically my headphones would use repairs#as in#they have a detachable wire#and the mini jack port is clearly damaged#A replacement port would probably run me around 15PLN#and uhhhh new headphones would run me at least 180PLN soooooo#yeahhh#I could always buy that port and ask my dad to try and replace it#I could ask him to lend me his soldering iron and attempt it myself??????? (he wouldn't lend me his soldering iron)#I could also look for a repair shop that'd do it but they'd probably take the equivalent of brand new headphones lol#mine were literally doing so well 10/10 they started fucking up at the beginning of the month#they're my little boyes I don't want to replace them#they're only like 3 years old
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featuring: timeskip!kenma (kodzuken).
warnings: cringe probably, very cliché plot, gn!reader.
note: pls this was a writing after like 3 years, i’m sorry if there are incorrect grammars :’
the lights in his room are dimmed, only his gaming lights are switched on. kenma's sharp eyes stings when he turned on his desktop for the ninth time of the day.
he gets his live ready, he just hit 10 million subscribers and now he wants to celebrate it with a Q&A with his fans. well, he promised his fans anyways, there's no going back now.
as his live starts, the camera turns on and he sees the chat run saying their his and hellos. some fans notice his eyebags, worrying about his appearance. some are donating already, throwing thousands of yens to him.
his appearance is quite bad. eyebags visible and you can literally see the tiredness in his eyes. his shoulders looks weak. but he can't back up now, he tweeted that he was gonna be live to celebrate his new achievement.
kenma giggles, “thank you for the dono.. kodzulove. yes, yes, we’re doing a Q&A today. don’t worry, i promised you guys..”
he looks down searching for something. it took him a second since his room is dark. he shows his fans his favorite black hair tie and begin to tie up his dyed hair into a bun. a lot of his fans goes crazy over this, kenma doesn’t realize why though. somehow it’s hot to them.
“alright. let’s start! first of all, congratulations for me for hitting 10 million subscribers. but of course i wouldn’t achieve this without you all …” kenma continues to ramble about his achievement and his gratitude towards his fans.
“.. okay, i’ve rambled too much. let’s start the Q&A now, remember that i can’t see every question because you guys are going fast in the chat. maybe i should turn on slow-mode.” kenma sighs into the mic and coughs before starting.
he reads out a question, “why did you start your channel?”
“pretty much because i liked gaming since i was a child. then i found out i can make money out of it, so.. yeah.” he smiles.
“can you prank kuroo again?”
kenma laughed as he read the question, he remembers the day he pranked kuroo by wasting his money to buy fucking apple pies from the nearby bakery, “soon. maybe. that might be a death wish though.”
“when can we see you play observation duty?”
“ah, right! i’ll play that soon, the horror game won the poll i started right?”
after a few questions, kenma got bored until he finds an unusual question. his fans mostly questions him about him and his gaming industry. only a few would ask him about his private life, his true fans knows that kenma doesn’t like being questioned about his real life.
“kenma, how’s your partner?”
he reveals a sweet smile before speaking, “they’re doing great. they’re currently doing their essay in the room beside mine. you know, they brought me dinner and dessert to my desk today just before i started this live. i said thank you but i genuinely feel like i can’t show them the love they deserve.
my partner has been spoiling me these days and i just wanna say that it’s cute. when i got home yesterday, my desk was clean. no, my room was clean. then i saw them sleeping on my bean bag..”
kenma stops and reads a comment, “yeah, the green bean bag one fan bought me. thank you for that by the way.”
“but anyways, i just wanna say that i love them so much and i feel like i don’t deserve them. yeah, yeah. i get it. i never say these type of things. but really, i feel like i don’t appreciate their love enough. what do you guys think i should do for them?” he leans down to his chair for awhile.
his chat goes crazy, a lot of awws and suggestions were said. donations flows in quick and he can hear the notifications in his ears.
‘take them out to a date!’
‘get them a gift!’
kenma gets up and giggles while waving his hands in front of his camera, “i’ll do your suggestions. okay, enough of that. next!”
kenma knows that you’re doing your essay right now, but what he doesn’t know is that you have him in the background while you do your work.
you are absolutely ready for a surprise tomorrow.
#haikyuu fluff#kozume kenma#kenma fluff#haikyuu#haikyuu scenarios#nekoma#kozume kenma fluff#anime#kodzuken#haikyuu x reader#kenma x reader#kiyoumie writes 🧸
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fuck you
(Jack Harlow x reader)
WARNING THIS LITERALLY WAS WRITTEN ON THE THREE DIFFERENT OCCASIONS AND IM TOO LAZY TO EDIT. IM SORRY IF IT SUCKS. THIS CONTAINS SMUT. MINORS BE AWARE.
bloo’s notes: slowly getting back into writing. i hope y’all enjoy!
“Really Y/N?” Jack exclaimed while the two of you walked into the house. Jack had an appearance at one of the new clubs, he of course invited you and all of his friends to hang out. But he wasn’t too fond of all of the attention you got from the men in the club.
“What Jack? What could you possibly be upset about now?” you asked, as you stopped in the middle of the foyer and turned around to make eye contact with your, clearly upset, boyfriend.
“Don’t act like stupid” he said with a scoff.
“Don’t call me stupid. I literally do not know what’s wrong. I can’t read your mind Jackman.” you sighed, and continued to walk up the stairs to your room. Of course he followed right after you.
“You were at the club with me. I am your boyfriend. So why are you entertaining all these men?” he asked, the vein in the neck making an appearance. He was getting frustrated at this point.
“Fuck you Jack. I wasn’t entertaining shit. Why are you allowed to talk to other girls but i can’t dare breathe the same air as another guy?” you practically screamed. Jack stepped closer to you, closing the gap between you.
“You are mine. You understand?” he practically growled. You couldn’t lie, he was really attractive right now but you weren’t going to give in.
“Whatever. You’re sleeping on the couch” you huffed out before going back to taking your shoes off and putting them in the box.
“No the fuck i’m not” Jack shook his head.
“Fine. I’ll just go downstairs and sleep with Urban. Cuz i don’t wanna sleep in the same bed as you” You said while rolling your eyes. At this point both of you knew it was going to be a long night.
You were sitting on the edge of the bed when Jack decided to push you so you were now laying on the bed and his large figure was hovering over you.
“I’d bet you’d love sleeping with Urban. You’re just such a slut huh?” Jack teased.
“cat got your tongue?” he chucked out once he realized you were no longer all high and mighty.
“Fuck You jack” you spat out as he kissed down your neck. He stopped right at the top of your tight dress where your boobs were sitting perfectly.
“I’m gonna fuck the attitude out of you” Jack growled out as he sucked on the soft skin, leaving dark marks.
you couldn’t help but let out a breathy moan which only made jack grow larger in his pants. his print was definitely visible through his pants which was doing things to you.
jack stopped kissing and sucking on the tender skin and made his mouth towards your ear.
“you are mine. you understand that? you let another man come near what’s mine and i’ll take you right then and there. you got it?” jack growled before continuing where he left off.
“whatever jackman. i don’t give a shit.” that was a lie. you both knew it. but this only fueled jacks fire.
“that’s it” and with that being said, jack laid you across his lap, ass up.
“count each spanking and if you mess up we start over.”
oh you were in for it now.
*smack*
“one” you whimpered out
*smack*
“two” you nearly moaned out, your sopping cunt beginning to throb.
surprisingly you made it until 10. Your ass bright red, and Jack had a satisfied look on his face. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss to your red ass. Which might have been the sweetest interaction the both of you had with each other all night.
It wasn’t long until Jack flipped you to lay on the bed. Face down, ass up, back arched just how he liked it.
He wasted no time sliding into you. Without a warning his hips met your read ass.
“Fuck Jack” you whined out, already feeling overstimulated.
With no time to adjust to his large size, Jack begin slamming into you. You could’ve sworn you were being fucked into next week.
“Fuck Y/N your taking me so well” Jack moaned out and you couldn’t help but clench around him when he let out such beautiful sounds.
“Jack please I need to cum” you begged
“Sluts like you don’t get to cum” Jack replied, still ramming into you. The Sound of skin slapping filled the room and you were sure that Urban could hear everything happening even from downstairs.
“Daddy please, I’m so close. please let me cum. I promise i’ll be a good girl. Please Jack” you moaned out, you were so close yet so far.
“Do you think you deserve it” Jack asked, his demeanor slowly softening.
“yes please, daddy I promise” you screamed, going into subspace.
Jack flipped you over, now in missionary.
“i wanna see that pretty face when you cum” he said while moving his thumb to rub your clit which only made you go even more crazy.
You became a babbling, moaning mess under him.
Jack moved your leg to rest on his shoulder, he reached an even deeper angle. He leaned down and moaned into your ear, “cum for me princess” while placing a kiss to your cheek.
With those four words, you released all over him, squirting all over his cock. You clenched so hard, allowing him to squirt his seed inside you, painting your walls with the familiar warm cum.
He thrusted into you a few more times, earning a whine from you before he fully pulled out. He watched the mixture of your cum and his cum rush out of you but he was quick to stuff it back inside you.
Jack plopped down right next to you, pulling you on top of him. Your bare, leaking pussy making a mess on his lap. Your chest pressed against his as he laid against the headboard. You leaned in to kiss him passionately.
“I love you Jack. I’m sorry for making you upset.” you whispered while stroking his beard.
“I love you too Y/N. I knew all I had to do was fuck the attitude out of you” Jack joked and you playfully hit his chest.
Not longer after, you and Jack fell asleep, tangled in each other’s arms.
~ next morning ~
You and Jack made your way to the kitchen when a grumpy Urban entered.
“You guys fucked for 3 fucking hours. THREE. I literally left for an hour and came back to you guys still fucking. Holy shit” Urban complained, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Jack smirked to himself before saying, “Urb you might wanna make plans for the next 3 hours. We have some work to do”, Urban groaned in response and walked back to his room.
“Was i really that loud” you questioned, your face heating up in embarrassment.
“I wonder if I can make you scream louder” Jack said nonchalantly as he walked back into the living room.
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So not Incorrect quotes this time :)
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Did anyone ever had a dream that tend to continue with each night creating a much bigger story?
Well I certainly have one for literal YEARS now...it's basically a bleach fanfic in my head that probably started when I first saw Ulquiorra die in the manga/anime.
I started dreaming about a world where hollows (well more like the arrancars who can think freely...) Were not in peace still but weren't actively tried to kill one another.
☝Cringe alert☝
Way back when I first saw bleach (I was literally 11 years old...omg that was 10 years ago 👀)
Anyway I had a sort of like arrancar oc I suppose I didn't do anything with it,it was just a thing in my head at the time but the character was trying to do the impossible trying to make soul Reapers and Arrancars live beside one another all basically happening in my dreams that I almost clearly remembered and still do mostly.
It was a thing that started to accure more often and started to make a whole little side show for me where some espada's like grimmjow,Harribel and Starrk survived their fights and obviously retreat to Hueco Mundo. But out of them Starrk is the one who suprisingly brought up the idea of them actually trying to get along with soul reapers mainly because of Shunsui and the look of regret? On him (Yeah it seems my little self shipped them without even knowing what is shipping XD)
It's honestly all over the place like the episodes got mixed up on the way and I just fucking skipped the beginning or something 🙄
And because life sucks the story ended here so far with the three and some other blurry arrancars discussing this topic :') I hope it continues bc I desperately need Starrk back even if it's just a dumb dream of mine...
So yeah have my fucking cringe bleach dream lore drop 😌✨
#bleach#shunsui kyoraku#coyote starrk#grimmjow jaegerjaquez#tier harribel#weird dreams#continuous dreams#basically just shitpost#i had to write it down
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I feel like ranting. Since it's personal and not everyone may care, it's under Read More
I wonder if we are not a society that more readily accepts misery rather than joy.
For a few weeks now, I've started a job at a bookstore. I absolutely love it. There are a few struggles as I'm accommodating to standing so much and sometimes the hearing issues make it harder - but nothing I cannot stand. The actual part of the job, the main things: arranging books and talking to clients and talking to my colleagues, even the fact I go to work physically and is not from home is a plus for me.
The main downside is the salary, as I'd known. It's the minimum wage and is, frankly, at the limit of survivable. I can pay rent, utilities, some other thing I have to pay to and that's pretty much it. Does it suck? Yeah.
But still, not as much as working a corporate job. It was giving me literally all the mental health issues+ physical issues and it was not what was good to me.
And yet, my closest family... they act like they expect me to get running. Or I don't know how to put it. My older sister told me that she understands, and is happy for me, but I'll have to see in a few months if I won't get bored of it and of the routine. (The former jobs were way more of a routine than the actual ones are!) My dad asked me about the money instantly. Even some close friends of mine urged me at the beginning that working for a bookstore on a smaller salary will pose difficulties for me. (One of them is likely to read this. Bro, just so you know, I'm not shaming you or trying to vague blog. I'm just... making a point here I think.) I know their worries are well founded. Poverty is really harmful, living on a small salary and having no money can make you miserable. I suppose it is up to me to see what is more harmful, a job that I love on a smaller salary or a job that I dislike on a bigger salary.
But the point is...I don't know, it's tiring. If I complain about money sometimes, it's only because I am honest with my worries - I may very well not do that anymore to my family if it is going to stop them from looking at me like they're waiting for me to realize how horrible it is. Them saying that I'll see in a few months if I still like the job, as if I'm some idealistic 18 years old who thinks all is perfect. I went to corporate jobs because I feared being a dumb idealistic person and it was miserable. So I guess I'll just be a dumb idealistic person that is slightly happier with life and just accept and enjoy it.
I like it now, is that not what it matters? If I will not like it in 3-5-10 months, I will probably go, why does that matter? It feels like they're waiting for me to fail.
I know they aren't. They love me, they're worried for me and they ultimately mean well. Money makes world go round, and all that. But maybe if I make a life that I like living I won't need so much money to distract myself from the things I don't like about it. Is it idealistic? Probably. You never know when a health crisis can appear. You never know when an accident appears or a natural disaster, or like...anything that requires money. However, it still feels worth it.
Fuck it dude, if I die, I die. I want to at least leave a life I loved living.
Today I thought a lot about Mary Oliver's poem Journey
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some things i never or rarely do as someone who has dealt with disordered eating for 10+ years.. and won’t. and no one will convince me to for my mental or physical health
nothing on my page are things i recommend for you to do. my entire page is a literal diary for my own record. however, these things help me not go too extreme and keep me sane.
i don’t count olive oil in my calories. i just don’t. i use the smallest amount possible to cook my food and keep it pushing. it needs to be there to cook my food, i’m not going to beat myself up about it and shame myself. at the end of the day i will still be in a massive calorie deficit with it without a splash of oil if i’m eating wisely. the numbers on the scale will continue to drop.
i dont fast for more than 24 hours. my body personally can’t handle it and i won’t put myself through it. fasting for long periods of time (purposefully or because of depression or other reasons) also has habitually caused me to begin a pattern of binging. it’s not for me.
i dont measure ingredients for basic meals. i’ve been cooking for a decade. i know what a cup looks like, i know what half a cup and a fourth look like. i also read packaging to know how many servings are supposed to be in something. if i’m doing my math correctly in my head the total number of servings should make sense :P
before my disordered eating started (maybe lol probably not), my friend whose mom most definitely had disordered eating and pushed it on her offered to cook us eggs one morning after a sleepover. she asked if i wanted cheese, measured her own cheese then proceeded to tell me i didn’t have to have mine measured. i’ll never forget this because she was trying to spare me from her habits but it felt like i wasn’t good enough to join her in being skinny and she was okay with me eating like “junk,” however, taking a measuring cup to measure anything for something so simple is bonkers to me :/ and really sad. we were like 14. as long as i’m aware of what i’m putting in my body and can mentally count and measure (i also have a photographic memory) i’m ok.
i will NEVER (be ok with) purge. it happened twice for the first time this year. i didn’t want to do it but i was so nauseous from not eating that when i went to eat something i did throw up. it’s so bad for your teeth. a lot of money was paid for my teeth. i had braces for 3 years. i have permanent metal in my mouth. i’m not trying to fuck up my teeth. it also does not help that much. i would rather work it off or wallow in self pity knowing i fucked up to not do it again.
i will never smoke. i’ve lost too many people to lung cancer. i won’t do it. it’s not worth it.
i don’t make my diet my friends problem. if we are eating out socially i will eat out or drink socially. i try my very best to do so within reason. i also do my absolute best to not binge while out. it’s important to help me maintain my friendships by just doing it and not trying to think about it too much. one meal out 1-2 times a month will not ruin me. canceling on my friends, avoiding plans, not enjoying myself while out will ruin my time with them and will make them not want to continue to see them. i like who i am when i am with them. they like who i am when i am with them. i try to keep my integrity and don’t let my mental health fuck that up, even when i’m struggling. i occasionally will go with i’m not hungry or let’s do this or whatever instead, however, i do not push if the plans are to get dinner. i just get the damn dinner.
i won’t rush progress. it’s dangerous. it’s bad for my metabolism. slow progress IS progress. i eat well below my calorie intake and still move my body. i drop a couple pounds a week. that is progress. it’s more than recommended and i’m not going to push my body to do more than that, especially at my age. my metabolism is already really fucked. it’s so much harder for me to maintain/keep weight off versus my friends.
i might add to this but i reached my ugw right after college. maintained it for a few years, pandemic hit, gained some of it back (not a lot), lost someone close to me last year and gained so much. i stepped on the scale one day and i saw the number that i initially saw at the doctor when i was a teenager when they told me i was overweight and needed to lose weight. it was really triggering then and it was really triggering now to hit that weight again.
when i reached my ugw i never realized how small i actually looked until recently. :/ everyone made comments and told me and i never believed them. i really thought i looked average.
the only thing that made me stop losing weight was being clinically underweight. that scared me.
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PURE SMUT
Chapter 1 - His Turn
“Do you like how that feels?” He teased, swirling his finger around my clit. A wave of intense pleasure overcame me. My breath was getting heavier and I couldn’t help but let a moan escape my mouth.
“I’m going to take those sounds you’re making a yes?” Will grinned at me. I could tell he was enjoying this just as much as I was - but he wasn’t ready to let it show yet. His body was inches away from mine and it was driving me crazy. One hand was holding my face and the other in my pants, gently circling around the apex of my spot. I looked down to see the bulge in his jeans had grown. He really was enjoying this. When I looked back up he was towering over me, inching even closer. I could feel my back pressed up against the wall and his breath on my neck.
It felt so good.
His lips were soft and warm but his kisses were passionate. They got stronger and stronger with every gasp of air. My hands were buried inside his brown hair, tugging at it playfully every so often. His lower hand began to mimic the hard kisses, and I could feel the pressure building around my clit.
“Oh my god…” he moaned breathily, “You’re feeling a little wet down there huh?” He taunted. Whenever I moaned for more he gave it to me. His kisses travelled from my lips to my jawline, and then neck. As if we could read each others minds, he began pulling my shirt up over my head and I helped do the same for him. In less then 10 second we were left wearing nothing but underwear. I could feel all of him pressing up against me as his lips travelled below my collar bones. I felt his hands wrap around my back unclipping my bra. I pulled away, hesitating briefly, insecurity got the better of me.
“It’s ok princess, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to-“
I dropped my bra to the floor. Will stood there in awe for a moment before flashing a smirk and bending down to suck at one of my nipples while using his hand to play with the other. Heat swelled in my chest at the touch of his mouth. My moans got louder and I could feel him smiling. He started to move one of his hands down to my panties, peeling away at the only piece of clothing I had left.
“Wait-“ I protested, kneeling down to the floor and looking up at him, “Your turn first.”
He helped as I pulled his grey boxers to the ground. I wanted to do this for him but he was bigger than I had anticipated. I licked off the pre cum and swirled my tongue around his tip before letting every inch of him enter my mouth. Holding the back of my head he guided me to where felt good. Pulsating in and out while listening to his moans get higher and breathless. Whenever I moaned back, it would send vibrations all the way down his hard cock. He seemed to like that.
“Please… keep going,” He cried in between breaths, “I’m getting close..” I used one hand to play with his balls while I sucked off his length, trying my best not to choke. But my eyes were beginning to well with tears as I looked up at him innocently. He was hunched over, one hand placed on the wall behind me for support. His legs were starting to shake as he began thrusting himself inside of me harder.
“You’re doing so well baby… just please… don’t stop..” He was getting weaker and the room was filled with the sound of both our moans.
“I’m so close… I think I’m gonna cum,”.
I was trying so hard not to gag but seeing him weak for me like this made it all worth it.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.. aaAAHHH,” he cried, grasping my hair and pulling himself out just in time for him to cream all over my chest. Immediately he sank down to the floor on my level, ruined from exhaustion. After catching his breath, Will kissed me and smiled, “That was amazing… you were incredible, but now let’s get this cleaned up,” he gestured towards my chest which was quite literally dripping in his liquid.
“Yeah… that sounds good,” I scoffed.
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Hi!! So okay, this is very embarrassing, but I know that writers like to get to know the thoughts of their readers, so I hope it's okay to send you this little rant, even if it's a bit stupid.
Two days ago I stumbled upon your Tumblr, and what you have to know is that I rarely read nowadays. But a few days ago I decided to try to get into it again, so I thought to start with some characters that I already know, so I was like: Stray Kids it is, then. Tumblr led me through like 50 fanfics of different genres, and then it led me here. I chose some random fic of yours, started reading and it got me intrigued because the whole beginning was kinda hysterical and made me laugh?? So I kept reading even though smut isn't my favourite genre (since I am aroace and tolerate/enjoy only a certain kind of smut - both reading and writing) but proceeded... And that was the end of me. I read your "Lace Collar". I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT 😭 😭 😭 I loved it so much it's on my mind 24/7. Literally cannot get it out of this stupid little head of mine. I dare to say it's one of the best fanfics I've read, and I've been reading them for 10 years already.
It was such a nice perspective, and the execution of it was perfect. The dynamics you created of these three men makes me question some things about what I want in life, literally sdjhshsgs it made me wanna buy a collar for some pretty cat boy (or two, fuck it) and tenderly pet his head while he dumb fucks himself on a butt plug, with pink ropes restraining his arms and legs (that so well match his little collar) after obeying so well <3 (byeee, y'all didn't see this)
This fic was just so engaging I couldn't stop reading it. Every part of it got me in a chokehold (perhaps emotionally better than Felix's one) and I was anticipating next words, but couldn't get my eyes off of the lines I was already reading. Not even a single word has been wasted, and all of them brought something to the story. Also their emotions are so well portrayed, like shit! Literally fell in love with the way you described Felix's thought process when he got into this new, unknown situation (and territory - of shared bodies and pleasure lol). The way he was panicking and searching for what to do at the beginning shsjjsjsjs love, just love. I chuckle each time I read that part lmao
The reaction of each member to certain moments and to each other were just chef's kiss <3 I'm fangirling over it after 2 days, I think that speaks for itself. When Minho spit on Jisung I literally gasped along with Felix and stopped breathing at what the fuck was happening, and then had to read that a few more times because WOW. Felix realising Minho does it all on purpose and likes pushing Jisung's buttons and is excited at what's to come... (or who's to come) Hihihi. Just brilliant at how it's written, and the pace of it is great. All of their interactions were just perfect and I couldn't wait to get to the next paragraphs to see what happens next (I believe these cat boys also couldn't wait to find out 🤭). And the way Jisung handled them both in such different ways, and yet they worked as a perfect trio... YESSSSS also the way Felix's experience was described, how it all unfolded before our eyes just as it unfolded before his, realising things, making next moves and decisions, either daring to move and speak, or completely stopping, as if paralysed (also paralysed because fucking from all sides was a little (very much) too good but yeah shshsjjsj). Beautiful 😻
Somebody already wrote it in the notes but I have to bring it up here because it's something that just made me lose my mind over how good it was: "the contrast between good kitty lixie and brat kitty lino". YES. Just yes. The way they wanted basically the same thing (that dick ig) and yet "asked" for it in their own ways. I plead myself before you for this fic, hells. It's like a personal attack on my likings, but in the greatest way possible, because there's everything I like in it, so it's okay that it felt like it slapped me in my face and made my heart race <333 And like, before I wasn't a big fan of certain kinks and toys, like AT ALL, but the way you wrote it, hello??? Obsessed. I need to re-evaluate because holy dick(s)! (after what happened I think Felix would have agreed with me lmaoo he was basically physically and mentally drugged with cum, you can award Minho and Jisung with the title of having holy dicks)
ALSOOOO you might have awakened something in me, because I have not written in over a year (kinda didn't allow myself to) but since I've read this fanfic I can't stop writing, at all. I think in some weird way it's given me permission to write, or an inspiration, or just brought so much emotions and thoughts in me that it all spilled (like some other things in Felix's case - his might have been positioned deeper though, heh) that I just need to somehow get it out. Thank you for making me a writer again.
So yeah, a "little" rant. Hope you didn't mind, and if you did, or I messed something up or idk, I'm sorry :(( anyways, thank you for creating and writing, and just existing! <3 I hope some cool shit happens to you this week 😎 thank u so muchhh~
OH MY GOD THIS IS THE NICEST THING ANYONE'S EVER SENT TO ME😭😭😭
I don't even have words just thank you so insanely much😭 I'm so glad I was able to help you write again and I'm so glad you enjoyed Lace Collar so much. I adore that fic and it's so nice to see your reaction to it.
Please never feel bad for writing this kind of thing you have no idea how happy this made me oh my gosh😭 THANK YOU SO MUCH!!
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Hey could you please request 8,24 and 25 with jungkook. Like an established au fic that's like fluff, crack and more fluff with like a pinch of angst maybe😅
Thanks tho! I love your fics and i literally wait for the let the games begin fic cause it's so captivating!
You’re Mine, I don’t share
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft Kim Taehyung x Park Jimin)
Genre: Established Relationship, Office Party AU
Warnings: Fluff, Crack, smut, teasing, angst if you squint
Word count: 4.7k+
A/N: Hi Anon, hope you enjoy it I had a blast writing it! I made this one halloween themed and I’m not very good at writing smut so if that part sucked, im sorry <33
Prompts:
8 “Why are you so jealous?”
24 “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”
25 “You’re mine. I don’t share”
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“Not to be cocky or anything but I think we look stunning” You stated as you stared at both of your reflections in the mirror
“I think you look sexy in your short little dress. I look absolutely fucking ridiculous” rebutted the tall figure next to you as he adjusted his thin green tights.
You could tell that Jungkook was going to be in a sulky mood for the rest of the evening. But you honestly couldn’t understand why! He literally looked adorable.
“Well, I won fair and square so wipe that sulk off your face and smile ‘Peter’. You should be happy, you and Peter Pan have so much in common. Both of you refuse to grow up, it’s a perfect fit”
“Oh, ha ha ha, very funny ‘Tinkerbelle’.” He droned sarcastically “I think the method of flipping a coin to decide what we do is a little outdated now, don’t you agree? I think we should do one year I choose a costume and one year you choose a costume. Cause my idea of me being Bob Ross and you being a Happy Little Tree would have been such a fucking good idea. Such a missed opportunity.”
“First of all, Jeon Jungkook, flipping a coin was YOUR choice and second of all if we would have gone with your idea, I would have wanted to be Bob Ross”
“Baby, I don’t think that’s a path you wanna go down with me. You don’t exactly radiate Bob Ross energy. Do you remember when we went to that art class? You painted for 5 minutes and then got mad and quit because your clouds looked like little sheep?”
You wanted to argue back with a point that would completely disprove his last statement…but you couldn’t cause he was right. You weren’t an artistic type
“No comment?” He asked bending down slightly so he was eye level with you. There he stood with his eyebrow raised looking as handsome as the day you first met.
“No comment” you relented as he giggled at how cute you were.
You and Jungkook had started dating 4 years ago. You were actually introduced through your work friend Jimin. You remember one day asking him about who in the Simpsons would be most likely to survive a zombie apocalypse and Jimin chuckled at your question stating that it was ‘totally something Jungkook would ask’. This intrigued you so Jimin worked his magic and managed to set up a blind date for both of you.
You wished you could say that the date was lovely and it was totally love at first sight but it wasn’t. He was 10 minutes late so that already left a sour taste in your mouth, he avoided all kinds of eye contact with you and any questions you asked him were received with short one-word replies. It was obvious to you that this guy was not interested in you at all, which was a huge shame cause he was so attractive.
You remember standing outside of the restaurant waiting in silence next to him while you both waited for your cab. He was stiff and stoic and you could feel the awkwardness radiating off of him. You think he could sense that you felt this so he started throwing his house key up in the air and catching them as a way to distract himself. This was working like a charm up until the 5th throw in which Jungkook missed his keys and they fell with a loud clank to the pavement. No worries. He did as he would normally do and bent to pick them up. All was normal until you and Jungkook both paused upon hearing a loud tear rip through the silence. You both paused and you slowly panned your eyes over to him revealing a pair of red iron man underwear poking through the tear in his dress trousers.
You let out an audible gasp as your hands flew over your mouth in shock and horror. Jungkook mirrored your response and gasped and stood up, his had quickly flew to cover the rip. He spun around to face you, his face now perfectly matching his underwear in colour. You both stared at each other and before you could hold back you let out a roaring laugh. You couldn’t control it, tears rolled down your face and your stomach began to constrict and tighten. You tried to breathe as normally as possible but this proved to be almost impossible. You desperately tried to compose yourself as to not humiliate the poor boy any further but you were completely unable to. Through your tear drenched lashes you managed to peek at Jungkook. To your surprise, his expression echoed yours. He too was letting out uncontainable belly laughter at his own unfortunate situation.
You both giggled for about 5 minutes until your laughter subsided and you were able to ask if he was okay. He said yes and explained he was happy it broke the ice between you two cause he had been so nervous over dinner. This made a lot more sense to you, he wasn’t being rude, he was just socially awkward.
You both decided to try your first date again in a few days over pizza and a movie instead of a fancy restaurant and it was perfect. And you and Jungkook had been inseparable ever since.
“What kind of job holds a company Halloween party anyways?”
“Well, since Jimin became regional manager, we have office parties for pretty much anything and everything now. Halloween, Valentine’s Day even National Pet Day”
“That guy just likes the have an excuse to drink” Jungkook chuckled as he searched for his car keys.
Tonight, was a very rare occurrence. Jungkook almost never accompanied you to one of your work events, he prefers to spend evenings in on his own. But when he had heard there were going to be games and mini competitions, his little bunny ears perked up. Your boyfriend never ever shied away from a competition.
“Okay, I’m ready Kookie, let’s go”
“If you call me that in front of your work friends, I’ll sue you”
You giggle at him. Tonight, was going to be fun. You could just feel it.
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You arrived at the venue and you were met with the bass of the music and an array of bright costumes. You had only been inside for 2 minutes and you had seen two Harley Quinn’s, 6 witches and so many (too many) bunnies. Not to say that yours and Jungkook’s costumes were the most creative but it was obvious that you’d both put effort in and that put a little glow of pride in your chest.
“I’m gonna need alcohol if I’m gonna get through this.” Jungkook lent down and spoke in your ear. This made you giggle.
“Okay, but be careful babe your starting to sound like our DLF Jimin”
“DLF?”
“Dear little friend”
“_____ I love you but if I ever hear you call me that again you’re totally fired”
You heard a familiar voice pipe up from behind you.
Jimin was a man that liked to put on an absolutely extravagant show. He was eccentric, loud, colourful and extremely flashy. So, when your eyes met his figure and saw his elaborate ringmaster costume you were impressed but not surprised.
“A circus leader Jimin? Is that some kind of subliminal message towards your staff members?” you teased
“I mean, you said it _____, not me.” He shrugged his shoulders with a cheeky smile plastered on his face
“And you managed to drag our little hermit out of the house? You really are the girl that can do anything, huh?”
“Ha ha you’re both just absolute comedians tonight. Im gonna go get a round of drinks while you short people chit chat. Want anything specific?” Jungkook asked.
“Vodka lemonade for me please. And I know Jimin will drink anything with an alcohol percentage”
Jimin gasped as his hand flew to his chest theatrically “You know me far too well”.
The three of you let out a chorus of laughs before your boyfriend disappeared to get the drinks.
“Hey, really though, thanks for getting him out the house. I know he’s a homebody but it makes me happy to know that he’s more comfortable coming out of his shell now. Before he met you, my dude never came out. I’m happy you two idiots met each other.”
Jimin’s sincerity took you off guard but you smiled anyway and instinctively wrapped your arms around him and gave him a hug. Because, although you knew Jimin LOVED to tease him, you knew that he cared for Jungkook very dearly. They had both grown up together and were extremely close. The more you got to know Jungkook, you felt more grateful towards Jimin that he would trust you with Jungkook’s heart.
Your moment with Jimin was interrupted by another voice.
“Wow, cheating on me in the middle of the work party? I thought we had more than that _____?”
“Kim Taehyung, what the hell are you supposed to be?”
He stood before you and Jimin in and orange wig, with 3 pieces of bread around his neck as a necklace
“I’m a ginger bread man”
“That is the funniest shit I’ve ever heard in my life. You mind is completely unmatched Tae”
Jimin nodded in agreement.
“What are you supposed to be? Some little elf?”
“No. Im Tinkerbelle and Jungkook is Peter Pan”
“Ooh, the boyfriend is here? Im excited to meet him” Taehyung raised his eyebrows up and down.
Tae was your absolute rock at work. You both co managed the same department. Life would have been a disaster at work if you didn’t have each other to balance things out. You were a good team that were willing to go above and beyond for each other cause not only were you friends but you respected each other as professionals in your field. That’s why your team was the most profitable in the company.
As a joke, your team started referring to you as the work husband and wife cause you were literally joined at the hip. The title tickled both of you cause you were in love with Jungkook and Taehyung was dating Jimin in secret. But you both found the title amusing so it just kind of stuck.
“Yeah, he should be back in a minute. Don’t tease my man, Kim Taehyung! Jungkook can get pretty jealous if provoked.”
“Let’s see how jealous we can get him then. Just between me and you”
Tae leaned down to whisper in your ear “Jealous sex, hits different”
“Tae!” you wheezed wile smacking him in the arm.
The universe liked the idea of teasing Jungkook cause it had brought him back over to you just in time to see Taehyung whispering in your ear and you giggling at whatever he had said. Jungkook trusted you completely but he wasn’t blind. Taehyung was a very attractive man and he couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated.
“Hi baby, here’s your drink. You too Jimin”
“Thanks, Kookie, Im gonna have to leave you guys now I need to get the games started” Jimin said to you all. Just as he walked away, he shot Taehyung a knowing look that said ‘behave yourself’.
No one but you knew about Tae and Jimin. Although Jimin was very into knowing about everyone else’s relationships, he was very private about his own. The only reason you knew was because Tae was the complete opposite, he told you straight away when him and Jimin started dating. It was sweet and you were happy for them. Jimin turned beat red when you told him you knew but you assured him that you would let him tell Jungkook when he was ready. This put him at ease. Cause Jimin was a cautious lover, he hated introducing his friends to someone unless he was 100% seriously in love. So, you respected that boundary and let Jimin do things in his own time.
“Who’s this?” Jungkook asked, unable to play it cool anymore as he stared as Tae’s arm wrapped around your waist. I mean, he lasted 10 seconds before asking, that’s a new record.
“I’m the work husband” Taehyung chuckled, hand reaching towards Jungkook’s. Jungkook instinctually followed suit and shook Taehyungs hand.
“Work husband?”
“Yeah basically, to _____, I just do everything you do you but at work” Tae chuckled
You felt Jungkook stiffen next to you for a brief second before he regained his composure. You had seen Jungkook get slightly jealous before but no one had ever teased him the way you knew Tae was going to. Really, you should have put a stop to it but you’d be lying If part of you wasn’t excited to see how things would pan out. So that’s what you did, you just let Taehyung play his little game with Jungkook.
“Ah I see hahah. Well, not everything obviously.” Said Jungkook. It was more of a suggestive question rather than a statement.
Before Taehyung could respond he was interrupted by the hissing of a microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen, you all look stunning this evening. I trust you’ve all got acquainted and comfortable? Good! So now the fun can start! Jimin spoke with the air of showmanship that could rivel any real ringmaster.
“Tonight, for our first game, I’m gonna need you to split into pairs”
Taehyung took this as his opportunity to ruffle Jungkook’s feathers even more. He grabbed your arm and hooked it around his.
Before Jungkook could object, Tae sad:
“Sorry home boyfriend, im gonna have to borrow our girl for the evening. We work best as a team. Isn’t that right wifey?”
Jungkook looked at you, expecting you to shove Tae off of you and run back to him. But to his surprise you did no such thing.
“Right! We can totally win this! You don’t mind do you baby? It’s just that, as this is a work setting, I know how Tae and I will work together. I’m sure Jimin will want to be partners with you anyway. It’ll be more fun like this” you teased
You saw Jungkook’s jaw tighten. Through gritted teeth and a plastic smile, he said:
“Sure baby, have fun”
He was seething! Taehyung secretly squeezed your arm, seemingly happy as well that his plan was working.
“Oh, we will, good luck green tights” Sang Tae while he pulled you closer to where Jimin was stood.
You looked back at Jungkook and he stared daggers into you while his tongue prodded his inner cheek. Oh crap, you’d never seen him this agitated, it sent a chill up your spine and a familiar warm feeling down to your core.
Focus _____! You’ve got to get through these games.
The first game was dunking for apples. The rules were, 2 buckets were filled with water and 6 apples. The players must kneel down next to each bucket and try to catch the apples with their mouths only. The first player to take out all 6 apples wins. Seems like a fairly simple friendly game, right? Sure, but you knew your boyfriend. You knew how competitive he was and you knew that after the mood you had put him in, this game was going to be anything but friendly.
The games began and 3 rounds had gone before it was yours and Tae’s turn and of course: it was You and Tae vs Jimin and Jungkook.
Tae and Jimin went first.
The two men kneeled down with their hands behind their back. The buzzer sounded and they were off! Water splashed all over the place as the two men dunked and dived to grab the apples. You couldn’t focus on them though, cause your eyes were drawn to your boyfriend who was stood directly across from you. He smirked at you cause he knew that you were just as competitive as him. You stared back at him before mouthing:
‘you’re going down, Jeon?!’
You rolled your eyes at him, he hated when you did that. You watched as his eyes squinted at you. He stayed like that for a few seconds before tilting his head and raising his eyebrows almost as if you accept your challenge.
When your attention was pulled back to the game, Jimin had managed to snag his last apple.
The crowed around you cheered for him as he stood up arms raised in the air to receive his praises. Typical Jimin. So dramatic.
The game was reset and now it was your turn. You kneeled next to Jungkook and awaited the sound of the buzzer.
“Good luck, baby” he murmured.
The game itself was a blur. There was a flurry of water and red apples bombarding your vision. You dunked and bobbed as fast as you could, not even counting the apples you managed to snag between your teeth. You dunked your head into the bucket to search for more but there were none. You pulled your head back to look for your eyes only to be met with just water. You had done it! You’d won!
You stood up and cheered along with your co-workers. Jungkook stood up too in defeat. You knew you gave Jungkook a lot of shit for being competitive but you were exactly the same way.
Taehyung ran over to you and engulfed you in a bear hug. He leaned in so only you and Jungkook could hear and said:
“I knew you had a talented mouth, _____”
This was the last fucking straw for Jungkook. He pushed Taehyung off you. Jungkook wasn’t violent but you could tell that he wouldn’t hesitate to hurt Taehyung. You jumped in between them as subtly as you could as to not create a scene and whispered to Jungkook.
“Baby, let’s go home”
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The drive home was silent. The anger that radiated off of Jungkook was unlike anything you’d ever seen before. Had you taken things a bit too far?
When you arrived home, Jungkook stepped out of the car first. He walked straight to the door and didn’t look back at you. He did wait though, he waited to feel you walk up behind him before unlocking the door.
Your intention was to immediately walk in and apologise but that’s not want happened. Before you could even utter a word Jungkook crashed his lips hungrily on to yours.
“I’ve waited the whole evening to finally be able to do this.” He spoke gently before he bit into your lower lip. That caused a moan to be released from your mouth and you instinctively pressed your hips forward into his. Jungkook groaned at the friction this movement caused and he continued to grind his crotch into yours. “Why the fuck would you make me wear tights? Hmm? Seeing you in that little fucking dress all night has had me harder than ice. I went to the bathroom 6 times to try and fix it.” Jungkook nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck and pressed needy kisses against your skin.
“But I could’ve helped you, Kookie.”
“No. I didn’t want to interrupt you and your fucking work husband.” He grunted, his soft voice a few seconds ago long forgotten. He stopped his loving kisses, picked you up bridal style and caried you up the stairs to your shared bedroom as if you weighed nothing.
Jungkook literally threw you onto the bed before slamming the door shut. The noise made you jump but that was soon forgotten as you watched him throw his green hat across the room and he began to hurriedly remove his shirt. You bit your lower lip in anticipation of what was to come, or who was to come.
Your eyes didn’t leave Jungkook, not even for a second. He threw his shirt next to his hat and began unbuckling his belt at a teasingly slow pace. He stepped out of his shorts and tights while you continued to roam your eyes over his well-toned body until you took in the sight of his bulge. You moistened your lips with your tongue, unable to stop staring at his erection with a shy excited smile.
“Let’s see if you can still smile after I’m finished with you.” Jungkook walked over to you and crawled over the bed until he was kneeling between your legs. “And another fucking matter, why did you have to wear this fucking dress? Take it off, now” he ordered. You obeyed without a second thought. You pulled the dress over your head and shoved it next to you on the bed. Now that your breasts were completely on display, he wasted no time and grabbed them roughly, one in each hand.
“This night could’ve perfect.” Jungkook pinched your erect nipples between his thumb and index finger while peppering quick kisses along your jawline and down your neck. “Fun games, free drinks, chill music. It could have been a nice night for you and I. Couldn’t it baby? But no, you would rather play pretend with that fucker.”
He aggressively sucked on the soft flesh of your neck, remembering how Taehyung kept his arm wrapped around you. How your skin made contact with his practically the whole night. You let out a gasp when Jungkook pushed you down on the mattress, tore your dress into two pieces and threw it in a corner along with his clothes.
“Baby! Was that really necessary? I really liked that costume” you complained because this really was your favourite Halloween outfit and you thought your boyfriend liked it too.
“We’ll be something else next year sweetheart, don’t worry. That dress has been tainted now. Too much of Taehyungs DNA is on it, you can’t wear it again. Besides, you look much better naked anyways.” You giggled at how ridiculously jealous he was.
He groaned now that you were laying just with your panties on in front of him. Jungkook could never get enough of the sight of you, no matter how often he has seen you like this.
He travelled his right hand down to your core while his left hand massaged your breast. He kissed his way along your collarbone and down your chest until he reached your breasts. His mouth began to plant kisses around your nipple while his left hand pinched the other.
"J-Jungkook... please.” Your voice quivered under his touch, hoping he will touch you soon where you needed him the most. Jungkook continued the caress of your breasts while attacking your nipple. His right hand that now rested on your waist, travelled further down your body until it reached the hem of your panties. Jungkook made a motion as if he was going to pull your panties down but stopped when he saw you biting your lip.
“Not yet, sweetheart.” Jungkook’s hand now cupped your crotch, moaning when he felt that your panties were soaked with arousal. You let out a whimper. “How can you already be that wet? Hmm?”
“Has anyone else ever made you wet like this?” He asked. Although his voice was teasing, you knew that he expected an answer. This idea was confirmed when you didn’t reply and he softly began singing his teeth into your nipple.
“Ah... n-no” you whimpered as he bit into our breasts. “O-Only y-you can make me this wet.” You stuttered.
“And only I can make you moan this loud?” He rubbed his crotch against your thigh, trying to gain any kind of friction. “Oh, fuck it...” Jungkook pulled away from you to rip his underwear off. His cock sprang free and bounced up a bit so it tapped his abdomen. He also wasted no time in ripping your panties off as well.
“I’ve waited for this the whole night.” Jungkook pants heavily and laid now fully on top of you. He kisses you passionately while rubbing the tip of his cock along your folds. Both of your arousals now coating each other and the feeling was a kind of bliss mixed with torture. You wanted him inside you. You needed it.
“Please stop teasing.” you begged as he continued to circle his tip around your entrance. From the teasing smirk plastered on his face, he had no intention of stopping his own little game yet.
“You want me to fuck you?” He whispered into your ear before nuzzling his head again into the crook of your neck. “Who do you belong to?”
“You” you gasped as you felt his tip slowly start to edge into you.
“That’s right, again, who’s are you?”
“Yours” moaned as you felt him sliding in you at an agonisingly slow pace.
“Remember that”
Your whining was the only response he needed before shoving his whole length into you and without giving you time to adjust, Jungkook began to thrust into you. His pace was slow but the power in each stroke was overwhelming every sense you had.
Your hands began to move to his hair, you began to pull at his dark roots to find some release and stop yourself from moaning too loud. But Jungkook grabbed you by your wrists and shoved them over your head.
“No touching. You’ve not been a very good girl today. You were perfectly happy to jump in the arms of another man, what makes you think you deserve to touch me?” His lips curved into a mocking smile, his hips still rocking into you.
“Jesus Christ, you’re so fucking hot when you’re mad. Please Jeon, go faster” you pleaded
“You want me to go faster?” After you nodded eagerly, he murmured “I will give you what you want but I don’t wanna hear any complaints tomorrow morning.”
With that being said, he began to thrust into you restlessly. He hit your sweet spot over and over again and sent you over the edge.
“J-Jungkook!” you shouted his name over and over again. It was like music to his ears. Only his name was allowed to fall from that talented mouth of yours.
“Tell me again baby. With that sweet voice of yours: who do you belong to?” Jungkook groaned loudly, his thrusts getting sloppier the faster he approached his climax.
With his right hand he reached down between your legs and circled with his fingers around your clit before pinching it between his fingers.
“T-To you...” You melted under his touch and gasped for air when he began to rub your clit. “I o-only belong to y-you, Jungkook.”
“That’s right. Nobody can fuck you like this. No one can fuck you like I can. You’re mine. I don’t share.” He thrusts faster into you until you were a moaning mess under him. When he pinched your clit again you clenched hard around him and pressed the back of your head into the pillow as you had your orgasm.
“Oh f-fuck, you’re so tight for me.” Jungkook groaned loudly and bit his lower lip. “I-I’m gonna cum” With one final thrust, he released his load inside of you and rode his high out with sloppy movements.
Jungkook collapsed on top of you, and buried his head into the crook of your neck while panting. “That was truly amazing.”
“We should definitely do this again.” You chuckled lightly while petting his sweaty locks. “Even though I probably will be sore tomorrow.”
“Ay, I said no complaints!” He jested
“Baby, you know there is nothing going on between Tae and I right?”
“Of course. Besides, I don’t thing you’d have a job anymore if Jimin found out you were sleeping with his boyfriend.”
You paused.
He knew? He knew this whole fucking time?!This little fucker
“Then why were you so jealous?” you questioned, looking down at him.
“I get jealous when you showed anyone other than me affection. But his mouth skills comment gave me just the excuse I needed to drag you home and fuck the life out of you. I needed it, especially after seeing you in that little green dress all night.” He responded as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
You laughed at his antics and gave him a kiss on the top of his head.
You loved this man. You loved him so much
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A/N:
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his little baker
pairing: choso + fem!reader
genre: porn with tiny fluff
tags//warning: full on smut, choso with breeding kink, little shibari mention
tagging: @unabashednightmarepizza @sukirichi @sassyeahhhh [lemme know if wanna be tagged in the next part]
note: the obligatory trio of mine: unedited, lowercase intended, the obligatory trio of mine: not well edited, lowercase intended, english isnt my first language im sorry if i murder it. SIGHS WHERE DO I BEGIN WITH THIS DJJENDBDHKDJFKEIEIJKDJ I BLAME SUKI
based on the prompt "you should’ve watch that pretty little mouth of yours, before i fuck it"
something about the way his blood formed his own pretty shibari rope around her wrist riled him up. choso tilted his head to the left so innocently, eyes raking her body from up to her feet.
“you should’ve watch that pretty little mouth of yours,” he stated plainly, licking the blood of his palm. the way the drool left trails of reddish fluid on the side of his lips had her pussy clutching on nothing. he grinned as he continued, watching as the words widened her eyes, “before i fuck it.”
“choso-”
“silence, human.”
her breath hitched when she felt his rough hand running up her legs. even with the pantyhose covering it, she could feel the rough palms as if her legs were bare and exposed. her shoes were all over the room, skirt hiked up and she wondered how she managed to get herself in this position in the first place; not that she wanted to complain. he roughly grabbed her by the underside of her knee, pressing her in the meanest mating press. she groaned at the feeling of the blood rope tugging around her wrists. she hates being restrained but choso likes the sense of seeing her helplessness. seeing her body trashing, moaning, and begging to be touched and to touch him fuelled his core.
“baby,” he called melodiously, pressing her clothed core with his palm. he could only see the white of her eyes, head thrown back as she tugged on the restrain. he faked a gasp, “look at how wet you are.”
“choso, please,” she gasped.
he clicked his tongue, “tch, you’re in no position to demand, my love,” with a flick of his wrists, he ripped the pantyhose apart, revealing the last article of clothes. clear patch of moist forming on the panties sending a chuckle out his mouth. he’s a massive tease; he pressed butterfly kisses all over her ankle, brushing his fangs against the reddening skin as he inched up, flicking the tip of his tongue on her exposed skin occasionally when he reached to her thigh until his breath lingered above her cunt. she was a panting mess, eyes roaming desperately and when she felt his fingers tugging on the thin material of her panties, she couldn’t breathe when the material snapped.
he loomed over her, her eyes frantically drinking the sight of him. they were both feral in their own way. he ran his thumb on her lower lip which she immediately caught. eyes trained on him just the way he likes it, she desperately sucked on his thumb, tongue swirling around like it was the real thing before releasing it with a pop. his eyes widened and his pants tightened. he leaned forward, rewarding her little show with a kiss.
“such a good girl,” he praised happily.
she nodded frantically, eager for another kiss only for him to put her back to her place with a tug of her hair. she yelped and he immediately shoved the sad excuse of the panties in her mouth. his baby looks perfect. he fought the urge to palm himself immediately.
“remind me, what do we do when we reached our limit?” his eyes glanced up to her left hand, watching as her hand signalled their safe gesture. all fingers up with the ring finger tapping the palm twice; just like they agreed. he ruffed her hair with a kiss on her forehead, “that’s my girl,” he winked before slipping off the bed.
choso tend to get overly excited with everything. being a cursed human trapped for years, he has a lot of things to make up for and his curiosity is about to kill a pussy. literally. he believes that when a thing needs to be done, it needs to be done right. the first time he found out that her human body was capable of squirting, he had her screaming on the edge of the bed with three fingers buried deep and his lips latched on her clit, thighs soaked and trembling as his free hand dug deep onto her flesh to hold her down.
today, he’s about to find out if his human has the gag reflex.
straddling her chest with nothing on but a boxer, she marvelled at the way his body looked. he hooked his finger on the strap, pulling the panties out and watched as his human panted for air. “are you going to be a good girl for me?” he cooed, tilting her chin up with a finger. “yes, choso.” she nodded eagerly.
he was an eager man. his cock sprunt out fully erected and she found herself salivating over the length. holding the base of it, he gave it a quick pump, pre cum leaking down on her lips, her tongue was already out to catch the falling droplet, licking it clean. holding on to the headboard, he slipped the head between her lips, a loud moan rumbled out of his throat as he watched little by little the length disappeared into her mouth.
“fuck, baby, look at the way you take my dick,” he snickered, thrusting his hips sending the tip to the back of her throat. her nose touched his trail, the corner of her eyes watered as she looked up to him desperately. “just a little more,” he hushed, wiping the stray tear away, grunting at the way her throat tightened around his length. he quickly pulled out, strings of her saliva and his pre cum soaking her chin. she panted, gulping as much air as she could when she felt the tip resting on her lips.
when she struggled to swallow what left in her mouth, he gave her a glare, a warningand like an obedient little slut, she swallowed it down. “open wide and let me fuck that pretty little mouth,” he grunted, bottoming down and up, slowly building a rhythm with the thrust of his hips. she gagged, his dick twitching at the squelching sound coming from her moist throat clamping on his dick desperately. when the passage started to feel tighter and unwelcoming, he reached down and closed her nose, telling her calmly to open and breath through her mouth. she shook her head to get his hand off and irritated, he grabbed her hair back and warned her of what happen to bad girls.
“bad little girls don’t deserve to cum,” he hissed, “do you want to be a bad girl, or do you want to open up for me and let me fill your throat up?”
her eyes watered as she nodded, tears streaming down her face.
“i-i want to cum.”
“let’s try again then. show me what you’ve learned,” he let go of her hair and his eyes marvelled as she took the dick in, tongue flat against his shaft, lapping desperately against it as she took him in. she worked around it for a bit, bobbing and sucking on the tip, bottoming out with occasionally letting the tip in to the back of her throat ignoring the gagging urge. sense of pride built in her chest when she looked up to see such a tense look on his face. brows knitted with his eyes close as he struggled to take a breath every time she sucked it in; it was clear that he wanted to cum so badly.
and she took it personally.
without a warning, she put on the pretence of bottoming out, but instead of pulling, she held it in. dick deep down her spasming throat clenching desperately on his sensitive dick. tongue swirling on his veins, eyes bore on his now opened eyes, openly challenging him and she could hear him laughing. he knew what she was doing, trying to make him cum to end the game early but no way baby. two can play this game. he closed her nose again, watching as her cheeks flushed. he knew she’s not going to last.
he counted to 10, watched as she tugged on his restrains, eyes wide before pulling out. she gasped for air, coughing out spit and her pre cum. she didn’t even have enough time to recover when he grabbed her face.
“my baby thinks she’s so smart,” he smirked, planting a kiss on her nose, “you think you can end the game by making me cum in your mouth,” his hand travelled down to cup her soaking cunt, “that’s not the deal, baby. and even if you did make me cum, i still have plenty more to fill your needy cunt,” he slapped his palm on the sensitive nub, eliciting a scream from the girl. her legs closed immediately, clutching desperately as it trembled in pleasure.
he released the bind, immediately throwing the girl on all fours. she whimpered at his roughness. his hand buried in her hair, tugging on it until he could see down on her pretty teary eyes. her breath hitched when she felt the tip rubbing against her entrance, slowly splitting her apart as he drove his dick into her clenching wall. “does it feel good?” he cooed down on his human, cue her repeating yes like a prayer. he let go of her hair, grabbing a shoulder and her hips, before pulling out and in again. he quickly built his rhythm, the sound of her ass clapping against his pelvic got rougher and rougher. her loud cries echoed the small room, so melodiously to his ear. he leaned forward; nose buried in her hair as he inhaled her scent in.
his human smelled so good, so sweet and warm; it’s like walking into a bakery store where the baker had just pulled out a nice batch of cinnamon rolls. which she owns.
his hand reached under her shirt, tugging on the material of her bra spilling the goodies out. she called out his name when his fingers found the hardened nub, gently rolling it between his fingers. he lives for her reassurance. the like that, please touch me like that, choso that feel so good, fuck me a little harder; they all went straight to his dick. he nuzzled against her ears, warm breath tickling her neck as his fang brushed against her sensitive neck.
steadying her body, he took her hand in his huge palm, placing it on her lower abdomen. he kissed the side of her head, a small smile on his face, “do you feel that?” he asked, thrusting in, “your cunt looks so full and pretty buried on my dick.” her eyes widened when she realised the bulge was his dick. she could feel it moving from the outside, she swallowed her saliva, eyes fluttering back and forth.
“maybe i should fuck you full of my cum,” he kissed her shoulder, “first i’ll make you round and full of my cum, then maybe you’ll be round and full with my child. what do you think of that human?” she shuddered at the thought. he pulled her up, her back resting against his pounding chest.
she croaked, “choso-”
“you think i can make you a mother?” he hummed against her ears.
she was drunk and delirious, with his hand rubbing circles on her clit, she could only nod in compliance. such an obedient human, his mind noted. he didn’t understand how he got so obsessed with her, a human.
his little baker.
the very first time he laid eyes on her, she held a cinnamon roll to him, and he stuttered. she smiled so beautifully, and she welcomed him in her bakery every day. little by little, her pants turned into skirt and the skirt become shorter and shorter the more he came over. he got that instantly. every glance came with a little smirk as she placed his coffee and cinnamon bun. on a good day, he caught on what colour of bra she’s wearing. but now he got her shaking in his arms, bent to his every will as he pumped her full of pleasure.
he wanted her for forever.
“c-cum in me,” she stuttered, head resting on his shoulder.
he hummed in agreement, his lips leaving trails of black and blue on her shoulder as his thrusts got sloppier. she came undone first, his palm against her mouth as she screamed in pleasure. her legs trembled; her nails left crescent marks on his arms as he held her close. her walls clutching desperately against his length. he buried his face in the crook of her neck ad he powered through. she was a babbling mess, overstimulation finally hit her as his cock scrapped the inside of her raw. it didn’t take long for him to finally come, shooting ropes after ropes of his thick seed in her cunt. his hips slowed down; praises didn’t stop coming from his lips as he came down from his own high. they crashed on the bed.
he didn’t dare to move out, leaving his dick buried deep inside her as he struggled to catch a breath. until he was sure he had emptied everything deep in her womb, he’s not budging. she rested her head on his arm, his tongue lapped down her sweaty skin, kissing on every mark he left apologetically. it was almost painful to stay in her as his dick softened, but his hips still trusting so gently.
he could feel her chest rumbling as she let a soft laugh at his little antics. she let his arms wrapped around her, his soft breathing lulling her into sleep. he kissed her cheek and nuzzled back into her neck.
oh, how this cursed human loves his little baker so much.
#PHEWWWW THE WAY I ZOOMED THROUGH THIS#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#choso#jjk choso#choso smut#choso x reader#choso x y/n#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen choso#writing: fics
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Personal Bodyguard
Requested: yes @leedosbunnyboy
Paring: Dom! Wonho x Male reader
Genre(s): Fluff
Warning(s): Fainting
Date Published: 10/14/2021
Summary: Wonho and M/n are friends. Wonho is four years older then m/n and feels the need to protect m/n.
Note: I hope the requester enjoys this. I am sorry this took me so long to do I have been busy. Anyone else who have also requested it should be done soon I just need to find time. Make a request.
The screams and cheers of excited fans are heard throughout the stadium. ~This is my first real concert~ M/n thought to himself.
He was nervous but excited, he had worked so hard and spent day and night in the studio and the practice room to make this perfect for his fans. He didn’t take breaks, he barely slept, ate, simply because he didn't want to mess up. And the times he did take a break were because Wonho made him and reminded him that taking breaks is alright. Wonho and m/n have been close friends for a while now and Wonho knew m/n like the back of his hand. Wonho felt a need to always take care of m/n when he neglected his health. But he just supported M/n. “ You're going to do great, do you hear your fans right now? They are excited to see you!” Wonho said to M/n who was getting the last of his makeup fixed. “
The intro to m/n’s debut song played and he entered the stage. The intro ends and the song begins. It is going so far. The crowd is loving it.
He is halfway through the song when he starts seeing black dots, then nothing.
Wonho was watching from backstage and saw the whole incident. He quickly ran on stage and grabbed m/n.
“Someone get a medic now!” Wonho yelled carrying m/n to the green room where he set him down gently.
Wonho sat there waiting worried and blaming himself. The medic came and examined m/n.
“He is dehydrated, overheated, and has a bruised ankle.” The medic said. “Just give him a couple of days and he should be as good as new. Any questions?” The medic added as he packed up his things and got up to leave.
Wonho looked at the medic and shook his head. The medic announced his departure and left. Once the door closed Wonho’s eyes trailed off the door and onto m/n. Wonho slowly moved his hand to the unconscious boy’s head and gently patted his head.
‘ Why don’t you listen and take a break’ Wonho thought.
Thirty minutes had passed when m/n had finally woken.
“Ohh, my head. What happened” m/n groaned as he held his head.
“The greenroom you passed out on stage. The medic said you were dehydrated and overheated, as well as suffering a bruised ankle.” Wonho said, helping the injured boy up from his lying position.
“What do you mean I passed out mid-performance! My fans, I-I don’t know what to do -”
“Yes you did pass out but your fans are not mad, they are worried and want you to take care of yourself. I want you to take care of yourself!” Wonho started to yell.
“You never take care of yourself, you work so hard with no breaks, you literally will stay in the studio or the practice room until you pass out. I care about you more than you will ever know!” Wonho started to sob. “I-I love you soo fucking much. I love you m/n. Just please you’re not going to take care of you that you will let me take care of you.” Wonho said, looking into m/n’s eyes while holding his hands.
“Hyung, I-I’m sorry. And I love you too. I have liked you for a while now. And I would love for you to take care of me.” m/n said shyly.
“I would love to, only if you agree to be mine,” Wonho replied with a smile.
“ Of course, Hyung,” m/n said smiling and gave a little giggle.
Wonho grabbed the boy and pulled him into a hug. Wonho looked the boy in the eye then the lips and repeated. M/n did the same and leaned in letting them kiss.
“Your mine,” Wonho said after he pulled away then smiled.
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Morizono Aguni (Alice In Borderland) As Your Boyfriend
gif is not mine !
-you two had very briefly met before getting sent to the borderland when hatter introduced the two of you because you had known hatter for a while beforehand
-if you had to be honest, aguni was extremely scary until you actually talked to him
-after talking for a bit you found out he actually wasn’t a bad person and that he had just been through a lot of shit
-after that first meeting you were sent to the borderland world ruled by killer games
-you were by yourself for your first few games until the 6 of spades game when you found aguni with niragi who were both going to participate in the game
-when aguni realized it was you, needless to say he was extremely shocked
-he told niragi and last boss to try and clear the game on his own and he made his way towards you and handing you his pistol
-he didn’t even say anything other than “use this” and you were like “uh ok, why?”
-yeah it turns out that you had to kill all the animals at the zoo or get killed by them
-aguni stayed next to you the whole time, protecting you without saying a word
-after you guys cleared the game, aguni introduced you to the two other militants before taking you along with back to the beach
-there you reunited with hatter, who was extremely happy to see you were alive, but little did you know when hatter hugged you tightly that aguni’s jaw clenched, jealousy filling him and he didn’t even know why
-after being introduced to the other militants and others at the beach, aguni made sure to tell hatter to put you in the room that was next to his own, but without any reasoning, though the truth was he wanted to make sure he was close in case things went to shit
-when niragi would try talking to you about literally anything aguni would come over and force niragi to stop talking to you since he made a lot of the people at the beach uncomfortable, and aguni didn’t want you to feel that way while there
-the two of you got to talk a lot more since your rooms were right next to each other, and you found out a lot of things about aguni, the beach, and the borderland
-let’s just say, it was A LOT to take in at once
-you found out hatter was killing “traitors” at the beach, you found out about all the rules and different types of games, and you found out that aguni didn’t have the best life before the borderland until he met hatter
-neither of you realized that you had feelings for one another until you were in a game and aguni saved your life and you knew it wasn’t just him being a normal type of protective
-after realization hit it took a while for you two to come to terms with actually having feelings
-because well, for one you were in a world where to survive you had to play life or death games and either of you could die at any moment
-and because he is really shy about his feelings and didn’t know what to do
-so after a short discussion with chishiya and finding out aguni did have feelings for you, you decided to confront the man
-at first he just denied it because you hadn’t said that you actually liked him back
-then you finally did tell him that you did have feelings and he was just like 😦
-he really couldn’t believe it because he was one of the militants and pretty much everyone at the beach was scared of him and he thought you thought the same
-you had to keep telling him you had feelings for a solid 10 minutes because he kept asking “are you sure?”
-once he eventually believed you, he flashed a smile at you and asked you to be his
-obviously you accepted
-it quickly spread around the beach that you two were dating since you were always around aguni and he actually smiled when he was around you
-so everyone quickly learned to not fuck with you because they knew aguni would fuck them up if they did
-that included niragi
-yeah after aguni told niragi that you two were dating he immediately backed off, knowing not to get into personal shit with aguni because he could easily drop niragi’s militant status
-aguni and you then began to share a room because aguni insisted that it was safer if you were in the same room as him
-he taught you how to use different types of weapons and guns because you never know when everything could collapse
-you two would talk for hours on every night about your past lives, the different types of deadly games you’ve played, anything really
-until one day it all went to shit
-yep, the witch hunt game
-when everything started aguni made sure you were next to him the whole time and he even gave you a gun and knife to protect yourself in case he couldn’t
-when they started mass murdering innocent people, all you could do was stand there frozen, not believing that any of this was actually happening
-you didn’t leave aguni’s side for almost the whole game until everyone ended up back in the main lobby
-when arisu started to speak up and go against aguni and the other militants you tried to stop aguni before he did anything drastic
-so when aguni started to hit arisu you quickly put yourself between them, yelling at your boyfriend to stop beating the only one who could probably save them
-when niragi came back, half burnt but gun still in hand and started to shoot at everything, aguni grabbed you and ran to a spot where niragi wouldn’t hit and he told you what he had to do
-you argued that he didn’t have to, that he didn’t have to kill himself just to take down niragi
-but he insisted he had to
-he told you to just live on, to stay with chishiya and kuina and make sure to escape from this hell
-when he got up and started to run at niragi, all you could do was watch
-when aguni started getting hit by the bullets you stared at the scene in front of you, tears in your eyes
-when he finally took niragi down and you couldn’t see either of them anymore, you then started to cry
-you first lost hatter, and now your own boyfriend who you were in love with and it felt like the whole world was crashing down
-when the building started to burn down you sat outside with chishiya and kuina with a blank expression on your face, you were beginning to feel numb
-you couldn’t get your best friend and boyfriend back, and you never would
#alice in borderland scenarios#alice in borderland hc#alice in borderland#alice in borderland x reader#imawa no kuni no alice#morizono aguni#aguni x reader
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LT2 masterpost
If it was up to me, we would get an autumn or winter EP. Since it’s not up to me at all, here, enjoy this post with everything we know so far of LT2, which is to say, not much at all. Everything here is hypothetical. I’ll be updating every time I see something relevant. A little disclaimer that while this is a masterpost (kinda), it could be read as discourse (duh, it’s also a theory), AND it’s also by me, and you shouldn’t expect me to be serious at this point.
Due to me restraining myself, there’s no reference to any of the times he’s mentioned his guitar skills and him improving but I hope you know I cried every single time.
I’m also linking my old pinned here. It was written before AFHF and around the free merch thing that didn’t lead to much, but I still think I made some good points.
Possible tracks:
Copy of a Copy of a Copy
Change
Faith in the future??
369??
Possible names:
369
Faith in the future
When is the album coming out?
Your guess is as good as mine
Friday 28th of January 2022. Almost two years after Walls. It’s a Friday. It’s a 28th. What else can I say?
Here you can find @want-to-be-loved timelines for every month.
Here you can find @berlinini’s timeline of what Louis has been up to this year (2021).
The rest is under the cut. And here you can find a PDF version where Tumblr can't tell me how many pictures I can add.
2020
He said back on May 2th 2020 he wasn’t writing anything new yet.
(x)(x)(x)
Interestingly enough, he’s said many times after that that the album’s not ready cause he has no new experiences to drawn from. I won’t call him out because he does it himself.
May 4th. He liked a tweet from DMA’s Johnny Took saying they had to go write together again. Louis has been credited as an influence for them and (kind of) participated in their previous record, so I’m assuming he meant for their music and not his, but you never know.
Nothing(literally nothing??? how did we survive) until 11th of July. We all know what happened that day. We all celebrated it. Nonetheless, that’s not what I’m talking about here.
(x) So, by the beginning of July 2020 he was working on concepts and ideas for the new album. That was fifteen months ago. I know perfection takes time but…
Brief summary of important things that happened from then until the next mention of new music:
Louis left Syco!!!! 10 days later he rescheduled the tour for the first time. He followed Matt Vines on Twitter, probably so we could publicly shame him into doing something. Also, the 10thanniversary. He followed more people I wish he hadn’t.
Then more nothing until September. Not even a single tweet. The first merch drop was on the 28th of August but he just RT’ed the tweet. He first mentioned Free my Meal on the 25th of September. Then on October 1st Walls hit #1 on a lot of countries and Louis was incredibly happy and excited about it ^^
And then, that same day, October 1st, 2020, he dropped this bomb:
(x)
He also said it was too soon to be sharing new lyrics with us (x)
And, obviously, this tweet which is actually what made me start this whole post. I would hope you know mate.
(x)
He also told us he was cooking "banger after banger" and that he was incorporating more social themes into his music (x)(x) (I believe any social issue is a political issue but that’s not the point rn).
COPY OF A COPY OF A COPY?!?!
These next paragraphs are brought to you by my mind not remembering things and me not having any links. I’m assuming COACOAC came from those writing sessions that supposedly happened in October. Or in LA but I have no idea if he actually was in LA at any point other than a Daily Mail article putting him there on December which would have been too late, but I do remember that someone said he was in the studio in LA last autumn???? A rumor. Maybe. IDK. Did I mention already all of this is very hypothetical?? Well, this is it. I can’t even remember if this was October or November or what. So, take this with a grain of salt.
I’m also… taking the liberty to assume, if you must, that Copy wasn’t meant to be a Walls reject because it sounds more mature and darker and it has a vastly different tone that Walls songs. I know he’s said that song probably isn’t getting into the album, but I want to have faith (in the future) that I’m getting a studio version. (But also, Louis, if you’re reading this, first of all GET OUT OF MY BLOG second of all, please don’t ever feel pressured again to add a song to the album because we have already heard it before. It’s your art and it should always be under your own terms).
So yeah, I believe that Copy is either one of those four songs (then imagine the other three??!!) or was written around the 1st of October date.
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Then not much important (other than sharing more about Marcus Rashford fight against food poverty and the 2nd merch drop) until he announced the livestream on the 24th of November. (x)
It wasn’t until a few days before the livestream date we even thought again about new music (jk, I know we’re always thinking about new Louis’ music). So, December 9th/10th, 2020. Nine months ago. We got our first taste of new music!
He made sure we knew Copy of a Copy of a Copy isn't a cover! (x) (x)
(x)
Ok, so that’s it for 2020. (I feel like I’m missing something from September 17th because tweet was deleted but maybe he was still talking about cucumbers. We might never know. Unless I understand how Tumblr tags work). Expected, cause Walls was released in 2020. We needed to let it sit for a while.
2021
Another Summary: Louis third tweet of the year was telling the UK government off. So was the fifth. What a good beginning. On the 26th of January, he said he prefers pancakes over waffles. I hope he meant pancakes other than his own. More importantly, he tweeted the infamous “you lot read into things too much”. Don’t get me started, Tomlinson. Don’t. Then the 31st came around and Walls was one. He tweeted this. How wise. And Project Defenceless happened!!
15th of February!! Who cares about Valentine Day when the next day we got this? ♥
(x)
(x)
So…AN EP?? AN EP?? PLEASE RELEASE AN EP.
“I’m sure I will have something out this year but unlikely that will be the album”. Unlikely but not impossible. Also. A single would be good. This is the second time he mentions releasing something in 2021 and he sounds surer about it than the first time around.
He also said that he isn’t sure we will get a studio version of Copy. And that the best bridges from Walls to LT2 are Walls, OTB, KMM and Copy. Can’t wait!
Then we jump to March 6th when he announced he was going to create his own management company. “Sometimes action is needed first to encourage the motivation and belief”. As we can tell he was already manifesting some stuff which will lead us to the numerology stuff/Tesla… kidding. Or not. We might never know.
On the 22nd of March he answered some questions:
He told us music was still his main focus ♥ mwha. (x) I included this tweet to guilt-trip him into giving us music in case he’s reading this even after I told him to leave. ILY.
(x) I’d love to get a visual EP this autumn. Just saying. It sounds like a lovely concept.
(x)
…next (I will get into it, I promise. I’m just mad).
On the 25th he left for Mexico until April 10th. You could assume it was just for the documentary where we got ten seconds of footage or admit the obvious: LT2 its a Mexican baby!!
On the 26th (so, not so far apart from that first 369) we got the first Faith in the Future mention: (x)
Back then we were innocent people who had no idea what was coming upon us. We still have no idea because what the fuck does he mean with these. Please explain. I have one braincell and I don’t use it enough for this. I’m linking some theories.
On the 30th of March he confirmed he was already working on the documentary. So AFHF was already on the works. Will it take this long for us to get the Veeps numbers? We also got this tweet: "Got a decent chorus idea down" (x).
Same person that got the “something out this year” exclusive. If you know something share with the class. Also. Is this Change? I feel like this could be Change but I also assume he wrote Change after hanging out with his friends or being in Doncaster. But who knows.
(x) And the second mention to 369.
(x) 15th of April. The second "Faith in the future".
On the 19th of April he announced that he had something BIG for us later on the year which turned out to be the Away From Home Festival ♥♥ (x) I love him so much.
Then on the 28th he announced the 369 merch drop (which it’s probably the Walls drop? Except that the TOU and KMM ones were “drop 1 and drop 2” and this was drop 369 which, again, makes no sense) but we still don’t know what 369 means.
Into May’ 21 we go.
He rescheduled tour again. And dropped another bomb (x).
He announced he has signed with BMG as an independent artist by RTing this tweet on May 10th. The article also says that he’s already working on writing and recording LT2. The timing… we don’t know. What this deal involves… we don’t know either. Bear with me here because I have a lot to say about this.
I think the deal is only a distribution one, but that BMG are interested in Louis and what he (us) could bring to the table. They were either present at the festival or watching it, but officially they had no involvement at all with it (everything is credited either to Louis own company, 78 Productions, or Charlie Lightening’s company). That’s the case for both giveaways too; the vinyl one and the tickets for the festival.
I think it would be an unbelievably bad move not to test the waters with BMG now or soon-ish. At least a single, to see how it performs. Due to the circumstances, it’s obvious there’re certain limitations on place but I want to see how they push it, whether the radio play exist this time around and if the song is playlisted and promoted and all that… I would also love to know, since it says he signed with BMG UK, but it also states it’s a global deal, how things are going to go on the US and other countries.
Yes, yes. I know those are all questions and no answers. But I know the same as you, sadly. If any of you know more than you’re letting on… again, share with the class.
Where was I? Yes, on the 25th of May Louis had a great day writing (x). Since the first time he had mentioned he was officially writing to this date there’s almost eight months. And I believe he was writing before October’ 20.
He followed Robert Harvey that day and, on the 28th of May (why is it always the 28th???) he was spotted at the studio for the first time.
June was an interesting month for the fandom ♥. Lots of LHL content which I will love and cherish for the rest of times. On June 4th, June 9th, and June 10th he was spotted at the studio, but I believe he was there more days.
(x)
This was posted on June 6th and captioned Studio. Charlie also shared it with “Mega tunes being put down, can’t wait for this @louist91 #louistomlinson #LT2” as the caption. This gives me 2019 (Elton-Joint) vibes. I like it. Feels like we’re getting closer to something.
He added the Milano date on the 9th too which I’m mentioning because I’m going alone. Anyone wanna go with me please? I’m nice and I never eat anything before a concert so you can have my food. On other news. It didn’t come home.
During July he was at the studio at least three days too. Probably more. Feels like more with all the fan pictures we got. Or was that June? Anyway, July 1st and 9th we got some videos from Robert Harvey and wearesuperhi, which is who Louis has been working with the most, that we know of. I don’t know for sure they’re from that day. And on July 5th we got an article and lots of pictures of Louis looking really good outside the studio.
On the 12th of July the first fans started getting the free, 369 bucket hat and print. We still don’t know what the purpose was other than to thanks fans. Maybe that was it. I want answers and I still think it relates to a future project (see theories above), but it could also just be a bridge with the Walls breaking.
He didn’t tweet about anything interesting for a while, mostly because he lost his phone (he either throwed it in the air or smashed it who knows). Then on the 29th of July he announced the festival!
I’m glossing over it because there’s already been a lot of talk about it (rightfully) and while it was a wonderful thing, it doesn’t have much to do with LT2.
Let’s talk Change!
On August 3rd he tweeted this about the setlist.
(x)
And this (x) on the 28th! I can’t stand him.
We didn’t get it, obviously. Because who was going to get that. But we read too much into things. Alright.
On the 16thof August Dave Gibson shared this post tagged #LT2 with the eyes emojis 👀👀👀. I believe this has to do both with Change but also with whatever else came out of that Mexico trip.
(x) Last relevant tweet related to LT2 is this one.
So, on the 30th of August we got Change and we cried, and we know that Change is going in the new album. He said it. With those exact words. He also said he was “getting a feeling for it”. This has to meant he already has a general idea of the vibe of the new album and what’s going in it!!!!!! (Right? RIGHT?).
Anyway, let’s go back a few weeks because some other things happened on August. He was at the studio a few more times. Or it was suggested that he was there. On the 17th and the 18th. (Why was it so time-pressing to be at the studio instead of rehearsing for the festival? There was no studio at all on the documentary. Which makes sense, but again, then why?).
On the day of the festival we got another mention of Faith in The Future that made me feel part of a cult ngl. The words were flashing on the screen for less than a second. Okay.
And then he tweeted those words again after watching the livestream/documentary on the 4th of September (x). This is what makes me suspect it's either the name of the album or of the single.
On the same day, we got some interesting quotes about LT2 on the documentary.
“Soon I’ll have to think about me second album, which in my head I’ll get the tour out of the way and then I’ll address that. So, I hadn’t really given it much thought, to be honest”.
“When every day is the same is hard to feel creative and it’s hard to have any kind of proper inspiration”.
“As season started to come back, I started writing again and it was great and some of these songs turned out alright”.
And I think this is it. I might be overlooking some important details but that’s what we know and what we don’t know.
So. Conclusions. That’s what you missed on Glee. I do believe the album is, if not mostly done, partially there. And yes, this post is pointless and never-ending but it’s all in here if you need to tell Louis “Hey, you said this, mate”.
#LT2#Louis Tomlinson#Faith in The future#369#Louis#LT#new music#idk what this is#but it's long#pinned
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Xiaobedo Fanfic Recommendation
Welcome to my personal “if you are new to xiaobedo peeps please read these” list. As said before this is my personal list so please feel free to reblog/comment/hit me for not including any gem here. I might miss a lot of them because I am drunk or blind. (mostly have them on my to read and then forgot as I am being assault by real life shit).
I would like to say first that so far there are 150+ Xiaobedo fics on Ao3. I can’t review all of them but I can say that I have read a majority of them. Most of them are just pure love and I would like nothing more than a thousands thank you for all the fic writers who spent their free time writting these gems for us to read for free. But these...these takes the cake as it finds a special landing spot in my heart that I would just thrust them into someone’s hand if they say “I am new to this ship can you recommend me?”
1. Orange dust by bobamilkteas (Wes)
In which Xiao learns to open himself up to the world a little more after the collapse of Rex lapis's contracts but it was not always easy for a soul doomed to eternal damnation. Meanwhile, Albedo liked to tempt fate where the extraordinary are concerned.
If only the traveler's comrades are made of saner bunch.
Comment: Long ago when I like both Albedo and Xiao as a character, I was wondering hmmm....will anyone actually even write about them lmao they never met each other. I am surprise to see this one as the 3rd fic in the whole 3 Xiaobedo fic on Ao3 (yeah back when there’s literally only 3 fic for this couple). I was like I’ll read it for the curiosity, I’ll probably won’t ship them. And that people is how I put my clown make up on my face upon finishing reading it. This ONE fic alone convert me into a devotee of Xiaobedo. Please consider joining me in this circus if you want to know what is Xiaobedo. I would put this as the first of my “Big 3″
Orange Dust also come with its compliation of short stories over the course of the game and a big sequel to it. Please also consider reading ALL OF THEM.
2. Solar Wind by birdpriestess (Sparrow)
For the yaksha, his duty was his life, and his life was his duty. No human could ever hope to understand the eternal war he fought out of sight and in silence.
So why, then, did he feel that Albedo would understand?
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Finding himself at death's door once more, Xiao is saved by a surprising person, setting off the unlikeliest of adventures.
Comment: Do you like crying? Do you like the feeling of getting your heart ripped into pieces as the author destroy your emotions over the end of each chapter as the story picked up the climax? Yeah, this one is for you masochists. The action, the characterisation, the drama THE EMOTIONS OH WOW. I kid you not that it was so good I read this while workinng when I am not suppose to me. Also, this fic has my favourite characterisation of Gold ever. I love that dramatic queen Mad Alchemist. AND DAIN. I LOVE DAIN IN THIS FIC. Our dearest Sparrow manage to toy with our feelings like how I bully ruin guard for big numbers lmao. This is the secound of “Big 3″ of my Xiaobedo list.
Again, just like Orange Dust, Solar Wind comes with its own compliation of short stories of what came after that. Please also consider reading ALL OF THEM.
3. Castle of Glass by AlchemicalStardust (Morgie)
A black shadow rises over Huaguang Stone Forest. Caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, Albedo flees the shaking ground and the crash of boulders tumbling form the sky. As the dust settles, Albedo finds a young man – an Adeptus – amidst the carnage. Despite the karmic agony ripping his body from the inside, Xiao’s only question is “How?”
How did a human survive after witnessing his battle?
Comment: The last of the “Big 3″ of my Xiaobedo list. And it is still on going! Castle of Glass? More like I AM IN A GLASS CASE OF EMOTIONS! Have you read a fic about 2 people yearning, longing, reaching out for each other so damn well that you just want to throw your phone in the air as they both had their impending doom coming down upon them? Yeah this is one of them. You will like want to be stuck in the moment they express how much they just yearn for each other’s love and care that you want to shake the author for what comes next. Like...everytime Morgie update I am expressing my gratitude at the end of the chapter by writing on Xiaobedo discord “MORGIE COME HERE AND LET ME BONK YOU WHY ARE YOU ENDING IT THERE”
trust me when you read you will def feel the same. With just Big 3 and their compliation alone that would give you like a LONG list of reading already LMAOOOOOOO
4. Find a place to call it home by yamajiroo
Our room, he said. Xiao’s brow twitches. Zhongli never said anything about this. But then again, perhaps he should anticipate this from the beginning...
Xiao looks over at Albedo, who is now tilting his head, his look as innocent as ever.
“Are you not okay with sharing a room?”
Comment: College AU for Xiaobedo! One thing that I love this is the slow burn and what made me LOVE LOVE LOVE this fic more is how cute Klee is in this fic. Their relationship in this one is very simple, but that simplicity highlight why their chemistry work. Xiao is someone who was just very gentle, who was largely misunderstood by his lonesome nature. Albedo was someone who like peace and quite in his introvert bubble. And how they respect that bubble that each other has actually made their relationship work. I love it when fic highlight this and this one captures it.
5. I Can't See Your Face From the Other Side of the Classroom by MissWeaver
When Albedo and Xiao unexpectedly start eating lunch together, they begin to find that they have more in common than anyone would have realized. They both struggle in their own ways with blossoming feelings, too many assignments, and annoying classmates as they navigate a relationship for the first time.
Comment: I’ll be honest, I usually hate high school au just because its so cliche. I don’t even watch and drama/anime surrounds high school student anymore LMAOOO (unless it’s very good). So if there’s an high school AU that I actually keep come back and read after a couple of chapters, it means that the cliche that I hate wasn’t there or barely was there at all. The pinning in this fic makes me want to bang their head together sometimes LMAOOO The tag wasn’t kidding when they said both Xiao and Albedo are bad at feelings. Also that’s a lot of heart broken caused by these two idiots XD
6. new world, same me, same bullshit by bobamilkteas (Wes)
At the belly of Dragonspine, Albedo lost control to the festering corruption that permeated his senses and watched, from the recesses of his mind, as his devoured body turned his allies into enemies. Before his rampage reached its climax, he is sealed in a crystalized confinement by the last hand of Reindottir, where he then reawakens centuries after, in a rebooted Teyvat.
Comment: Yeah I know it was list in Orange Dust but here me out. This sets out in an entirely different universe. And if you like Polyamory, this one has Zhongli joining the duo and I love it because I also love ZhongXiao with my life. Time Travel is my biggest kink. Especially when I am the person who love it when people explore Archon War era/ Alatus!Xiao. So this one hits double of my kink. Of course it is still on going and I will bully Wes whenever I can to see that new chapter. Albedo is a total fucking badass in this story and I completely agree from using him in Abyss so often. Everyone should write badass Albedo.
7. misplaced heart of mine by inkburn
“If you are ill, then you should be resting at home. In Mondstadt.” He emphasized Mondstadt with a pointed look in his direction.
“I assure you I won’t be troublesome, Adeptus Xiao,” Albedo said, “You’ll find I’m a rather low-maintenance traveler.”
“Travel,” Xiao scoffed, “without airstep?”
Albedo looked him up and down. “Are your legs just for decoration?”
(albedo is sent to liyue on mandatory vacation. xiao is his unfortunate bodyguard.)
Comment: Most of the time you will see Albedo and Xiao starting their relationship with one of them taking interest in another. But this one took another approach, they starting off by make them hating each other’s guts LMAOOOO and I live for every second of it. There’s only 1 chapter so far but wow it was SOOO GOOD. I am really really excited for next chapter and is waiting patiently ;w;
8. Blossom of Grace by birdpriestess
One day in Liyue Harbor, Albedo watches a street performance by an enigmatic dancer named Xiao. And he becomes completely obsessed.
Comment: Have you ever look at Xiao fight and thinking that he’s one of the most beautiful deadly thing ever? How it was like he was dancing around the battlefield? How about actual dancer Xiao being so absolutely beautiful and perfect and that slow burn of Albedo falling in love with that beauty with a touch of Modern AU and cute Ganyu as the Wing woman. Yes, Sparrow delivers yet again another beautiful slow burn and while it’s still ongoing it is worth the read.
9. i think we could make this work (could get used to this) by outspaced
“Xiao? What are you doing out here?”
“I—”
“It’s raining,” Albedo says, as if it isn’t obvious. “You could get struck by lightning.”
“What are you doing out here then?” Xiao does the only thing he knows how to do, he challenges Albedo. “It’s raining.”
Albedo just hums. “If I get struck by lightning, it’s for science.”
Comment: A short one-shot where I read the summary and went “This is it... this is their relationship.” I am sold immediately. Oh god Albedo why are you like this.
10. Ephemeral by criedprinz
“It’s not for your investigation, is it?” Aether asked mildly.
Albedo traced a finger around the sketchbook, considering the question. “No,” he admitted finally. “I... I just want to see them again.”
He opened the sketchbook to reveal the drawing he’d just finished. Aether nodded, clearly recognizing the sharp golden eyes.
“Xiao,” he said. “You were rescued by an adeptus.”
When a visit to Dragonspine goes horribly wrong, Albedo is rescued by an unknown stranger, wielding powers he's never heard of. Led on a search to find out who it is, he finds himself in the middle of an unforgettable encounter..
Comment: A really really well written one-shot that I love. The yearning oh godddd the yearning from Albedo side is just so so much that I have to put it here. (I think you can see the trend here lmao. I am a sucker for yearning). And the moment they get to meet each other again is just chef kiss. MWHAA
11. Idle Yaksha, Brilliant Yaksha by Pit0fTheEarth
Alatus didn’t have a lot of responsibilities to keep. He spent most of his days dancing across the sky and eating away all nightmares that plagued a person’s sleep.
But one fortunate encounter led to too many unfortunate ones, taking his carefree existence and plunging it in darkness. His wings, stripped from him. His gentle touch, replaced by an unforgiving grip of destruction.
There was a lot of blood on his hands. With each passing moment, it became harder for Alatus to recall the last time someone gently held him.
Comment: This is one of the ongoing fic where I am very very much excited on the take of Naberius. And the way the author portray Xiao when he’s still the innocent Alatus is just *clench fist*. Baby ;w; Baby why do you have to lose all that innocence. Also the fic has long LONG flashback to Xiao past and his relationship with Naberius. We are unwielding more what happened to both of them and why perhaps does this have to do with Albedo.
That’s it for now, might add more later! Thank you <3
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final sleigh drabble #4
❛ it’s New Year’s Eve…❜
original oneshot here // drabble index here
kim seokjin x reader
smut; ass eating (f receiving)
3,558 words
“Seokjin, where are we going?” You demanded, voice low as you followed him up the stairs.
He ignored your question. “Quick, hurry! It’s nearly midnight.” Taking your hand he pulled you into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. Only then did he give you an explanation. “I want to kiss you.”
Was he stupid? Jungkook and Mina were here. If they found out nothing would be right. The situation was... complicated to say the least. Co-workers, rivals, supposed to hate one another’s guts. Jungkook would have a field day. He was already suspicious, immediately asking why you’d shown up at Seokjin’s New Year’s Eve party.
“Her best friend is hooking up with mine, I had to invite her by default,” Seokjin had explained expertly.
“Do I look happy about it?” You’d shot, playing your part well.
You’d never admit it out loud, but it was sort of exciting pretending to still hate Seokjin. (Not that you’d truly hated him before – that was a horrible word.) He still annoyed the hell out of you regardless of the sex, so... But yeah, Jungkook really had no clue. No clue that last night Seokjin had made you cum four times in a row. No clue that Seokjin had been fucking you so good, the best you’d ever had, for pretty much the last fortnight. It was amusing.
But not when he was unintentionally putting his foot in it.
“This is priceless,” he’d hollered. “Like a fucking sitcom. You know, five years from now, maybe sooner, you two will end up falling in love and getting married. I call it now.”
Seokjin had turned red immediately. You caught it but didn’t say anything, too busy feeling awkward yourself. Thankfully, Jungkook didn’t notice, too busy getting chewed out by his tomato faced friend. “Shut the fuck up, Kook. You’re drunk already.”
Seokjin was playing a dangerous game right now. Less than five minutes before the new year. “They’re going to notice we’ve disappeared,” you worried, feeling him reach for your hands.
“Already sorted it, babe.” He reassured you, letting go of one hand to slide his cell phone out of his jeans pocket, unlocking it to pull a chain of messages up. You read them quickly, not quite believing your eyes.
(11:48pm) Seokjin: You never guess what
(11:48pm) JK: what?
(11:49pm) Seokjin: Guess who’s throwing their guts up in my bathroom?
(11:49pm) JK: WHO
(11:50pm) Seokjin: I said guess
(11:51pm) Seokjin: Nvm it’s Y/N
(11:51pm) JK: what 😂
(11:51pm) JK: how come
(11:52pm) Seokjin: She’s blaming Yoongi’s kebabs but I think she’s just had too much to drink
(11:52pm) JK: photo or its not happening
(11:52pm) Seokjin: I’m not taking a photo, do you want death?
(11:53pm) JK: fair
(11:53pm) Seokjin: Yeah so I’m probably going to miss the countdown
(11:53pm) JK: aww what.. get her friend 😅
(11:53pm) JK: oh no wait i can see her making out with yoongi against the fridge
(11:54pm) Seokjin: It’s no big deal. I’ll celebrate later
(11:54pm) Seokjin: Happy New Year, JK!
(11:54pm) JK: happy new year brother 😘
“Seokjin, you told him I’m being sick?!” You exclaimed.
“Relax,” he breezed. “It’s the only plausible reason we’d both disappear. I’m helping out a frenemy in need. Besides, it’s payback for the cake.”
You stared up at him, quite honestly speechless. “I think looking like an idiot for not being able to handle my drink is much worse than forgetting to order a damn cake!”
“But babe, you can’t handle your drink.” He said gently, placing a patronising hand on your shoulder. “You forgot our first kiss.”
“Listen here–”
“10, 9, 8...”
“Seokjin, don’t interrupt me,” you told him, hearing the whole of the party downstairs begin to countdown too.
“7, 6, 5, 4...” He was so annoying. But maybe he had a point. Nobody was going to realise you were both gone, too busy celebrating the new year in…
“3, 2, 1!”
The press of his mouth was soft as he leaned into kiss your lips, successfully distracting you. You even wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him harder as you heard a bunch of fireworks start to go off around his neighbourhood. Downstairs you could hear lots of cheering.
“Happy New Year, baby,” he smiled as he pulled away. Your felt a surge of warmth throughout your body. You weren’t even that drunk, which hang on a minute – how was Jungkook supposed to believe you were wasted and throwing your guts up in Seokjin’s bathroom?!
You told yourself to chill out. Jungkook had fallen for it, and now you were free to kiss Seokjin as much as you wanted for a few minutes. Pressing your lips into his once, you grinned. “Happy New Year.” Who’d have thought it? Seeing the new year in with him... Not you, that was for sure.
Seokjin wound his arms around your middle, giving your ass a squeeze. “Now, let’s see it in as we mean to go on.”
“Huh?” He couldn’t mean—
“With my face between your ass!”
“What?” You exclaimed. “No, Seokjin! We don’t have time for sex.”
“I sorted it, remember.” He was holding your hands again, yanking you over to his bed. You tried your best to root yourself to the floor but he was too strong. You were soon on your back, caged under his body, tongue down his throat.
“Y/N.” He breathed against your jaw, lips sticky. “Let me eat you out so good you cry.”
You took a shaky breath. You couldn’t say no to him, it was impossible. Not when he could get you wet with the lamest of lines. “Bit sadistic, but okay.”
His face literally was between your ass in no time. On all fours, your skirt bunched up around your waist, underwear thrown to the floor somewhere.
“Spread your legs a little more for me.” He was murmuring but it was still a command and you listened, lowering your back in the process so he could hit your clit better with his tongue.
Amongst the pleasure, you kept thinking of how dumb this was. Yes, his door was locked, and yes, nobody had probably realised you’d gone, too busy partying downstairs, but fuck, this was so, so stupid... Why did neither of you have any self-control?!
“Ha-Have you ever had someone go down on your ass before?”
“What?” You jerked up at his question, the surprise taking over, your ass hitting him in the face.
“Woah, calm down.” He chuckled, steadying you with gentle hands. “You nearly knocked me out.”
“Sorry,” you all but squeaked. Thoughts of downstairs were no more. What was he talking about and where had it come from?
“Well, have you?” He pressed.
You told yourself to take a breath, and then replied. “No.”
You could feel Seokjin’s breath puffing against your wetness, making you squirm. “Is it something you’d like to try maybe?”
What the hell. You felt like you were getting interviewed. “I don’t know, I’ve never really thought about it.” That was a lie actually. Your ex had begged you to do it on more than one occasion, you’d just never relented.
Seokjin sounded a little impatient when he spoke next. “Can you think about it now, please?”
“You want to eat my ass?” What a dumb question. It was obvious he did.
“Yes, very much so,” he practically lamented, fingers running along your slit to rub at your clit.
“Ooooohhh,” you huffed, unable to stop yourself from arching into him. You felt his lips press against one ass cheek, kissing it softly.
“It’s just staring at me.” His voice was small. He stroked you harder. “Always staring at me and I want–I want to make you feel good.”
“Okay.”
You had never made a decision so fast in all your life. You’d even surprised yourself. You’d definitely surprised him.
“Okay?” He repeated, as if he hadn’t quite heard you properly.
“Yes, okay.” You were wet and horny and now desperate for an orgasm. He could go down on whatever he wanted. “I trust you. If you say it’ll feel good then I believe you.”
You sensed him pause behind you, as if he was contemplating something, or maybe he was still in shock at how easy you’d given into him. You squeaked out when he spanked you out of the blue, jutting forward as he told you, “You’ll love it. Trust me.”
He was confident, you’d give him that. Had he done it before? Probably. No man was this sure of himself without knowing for sure he could back it up. Seokjin liked to talk shit, but it was all true. Always true. He was no liar.
He kissed your ass cheek again, opening his mouth to pass his tongue over the flesh like it was about to kiss him back, all while rubbing you expertly, fingers quietly squelching around your clit. His mouth moved closer and closer to his destination... Your heart beat loudly in your chest, the anticipation rushing loudly inside your ears.
“Oh.” The first little niggle of his tongue got you tensing up, sensation new and confusing as he found his way between your ass.
“Relax for me,” he whispered, pulling back to give one of your thighs a reassuring rub. You listened easily, softening under his touch, and he used the moment to stop all movement around your clit, grabbing your ass instead to spread it a little.
“Good girl.” Fuck. He definitely felt your asshole clench at his praise, moaning as he traced it with the tip of his tongue. How embarrassing.
Closing your eyes, you concentrated on the newfound pleasure, holding back any noises that wanted to slip out. Confident that you were comfortable, Seokjin’s movements got bolder, tongue flattening against the hole, tip flicking back and forth.
With both hands on either side of your ass he pulled back briefly to ask you a question. “Does it feel good?”
The sudden swipe of his tongue had you moaning out. “Yes–Ngh.” It was new, your body extra sensitive and you didn’t know how to react.
“Told you.” His breath was hot against your skin, tongue eager once again to pleasure you. Humming in enjoyment, his fingers squeezed into the meat of your ass. “Your ass is a gift from God.”
You attempted to scoff but it sounded choked up and desperate. “Dramatic, much–Ohhh.” Your body dropped slightly at the sudden spike in pleasure, his tongue nudging it’s way inside you a little. The intrusion was wet and warm and had your thighs trembling. He dug further, wriggling his tongue a little and you buckled once more, burying your face into the covers. “Seokjin, fuck. Fuck.”
He moaned in response, unable to use words seeing as he was otherwise preoccupied. The vibrations shot up your body, the blood rushing to your head. You didn’t think you could experience a better pleasure.
You were wrong.
Once you felt his middle finger push into your vagina a gasp escaped your throat. His other hand reached forward to play with your clit. The sudden onslaught turned you dizzy.
Seokjin dislodged from you with a lewd flick of his tongue, his lips kissing the hole once before he spoke, voice thick and urgent. “You love it.” He slipped a second finger inside of you, pressing against your walls as you moaned. Words were useless. And they wouldn’t come anyway.
“God, you’re so fucking hot.” Lowering his mouth once more, he continued where he left off, grunting when he found he couldn’t quite do it how he wanted now that his hands were preoccupied. “Shit, I don’t have enough hands.” He cursed on cue.
Body getting more and more desperate for an orgasm, you raised your ass, outstretching your knees wider in a bid to spread your ass. It felt crude and somewhat embarrassing, but you couldn’t find yourself caring that much right now. Not when he was making you feel so good. Not when Seokjin sounded like he was this closing to combusting down to your eagerness.
“Fuck, yeah,” he muttered, tongue flicking against your hole easily this time. “You love me eating your ass, Y/N.” You felt your cheeks burn, your voice breaking as a noise racked through you. “Y/N,” he pressed. “Tell me how much you love it.”
He was getting good at this. Pulling words you didn’t have the confidence to say out loud. He brought something out of you. A confidence that had always been too shy to reveal itself. To voice itself. This was a perfect example right now. Your ex had spent years trying to have you like this and here was Seokjin victorious after only two weeks.
“Seokjin, I love it,” you gasped, hearing him hum enthusiastically as he flicked the tip of his tongue rapidly against you, his cheek pressed flat to your ass. “I love it so much.”
“I love it too, baby.” He agreed.
“H-how can you multitask so well?” You asked with a struggle, the roll of his fingertips against your clit making you sensitive.
Tongue flat to your asshole, he pressed forward, moving his head up and down, soaking you, pleasuring you. He pulled away suddenly, you clenched at nothingness. “An incessant need to pleasure you, that’s how.”
No matter how many times you heard him say something to that effect, you loved it all the same. It did wonders for your self-confidence, and this time was no different, moaning loudly, ass rocking back into him, desperate for more.
“You like that, don’t you?” His voice was so low it rumbled. “I love making you feel good. Love making you cum.” You jumped at the sudden sensation of his tongue again, the tip pushing inside you slightly with a few wiggles. The fingers inside of your vagina continued to thrust and press around. Your knees wobbled, whimpers escaping your throat. You were close.
Tongue pulling out once more, he removed his fingers from your clit, stroking the right side of your ass instead, smearing it with your arousal. “You don’t need that.” His tongue went back to flicking against your hole. “This is enough.”
Your eyes nearly rolled back into your head. The thought of coming around his fingers as he ate your ass was almost enough to send you over the edge. Seokjin could tell. He already knew your body so well. It was pretty unbelievable. “You gonna cum?” He asked, placing a kiss against your hole, before poking his tongue out, moving it side to side.
“Yes!” You exclaimed, body bucking with the amount of pleasure travelling through it. He held you up, wrapping his free arm around your middle, holding you to him. To his tongue. He was out of breath, panting and grunting due to not only effort but his own horniness too. He continued fingering you, trying his best with the angle he had. It was enough. Definitely enough.
“Ohmygoddfdngh,” you exclaimed, words and moans blurring into one as you felt the initial hit of your orgasm. Body immediately taut, you buried your face into the covers, cries muffled as the waves of pleasure crashed throughout your body.
Seokjin’s fingers eased, pulling out of you halfway, but he continued to eat your ass, tongue gentle, but still just as desperate as he let you inch away, careful not to overdo it as your sensitivity grew to its maximum.
Still holding you, he finally stopped, placing a wet kiss to your left ass cheek. His lips were so soft. “Shush, shush. Keep it down,” he calmed, stroking your back.
Had you really been that loud? You couldn’t hear yourself, blood still rushing through your ears, heart pounding against your ribcage. You lifted your head, arms and legs shaky but you held yourself as steady as you could manage. (Although you knew if Seokjin let you go you’d immediately face plant.)
He chuckled. “Baby, we’ll get caught and then you’d have to explain why you were eagerly on all fours for me letting me eat your ass.”
You were so fucked the idea didn’t even seem that mortifying. “Okay, okay,” you babbled, pushing back into him. “Just please continue!”
“Always begging...” He murmured smugly.
You didn’t even know what you were begging for. His dick? His tongue again? You were so turned on you couldn’t think straight.
He yanked you up with the arm around your waist, moving your hair behind your back to kiss your neck. You felt his erection before he said anything. Rock solid against your back. “You’ve got me so fucking hard. I need to fuck you immediately.” His voice wavered, showing just how turned on he was as well. He couldn’t even keep calm.
You found yourself on your hands and knees again as he pushed you forward, moving in closer to spank your bare ass. You yelped, raising up higher in desperateness. “This fucking ass,” he practically moaned. “You’re asking for it.”
“God, Seokjin,” you breathed, feeling lightheaded.
“Do you want my cock?” He demanded. You nodded, moaning. That wasn’t enough. “Tell me with words, baby.”
“Yesss,” you whined, impatient now. “I want your cock. Give it to me!”
With a growl, you heard him begin to unzip his jeans, and then there was a knock at the door. You both froze, unsure what to do.
“Seokjin? Y/N?”
It was Jungkook. Of course it was.
“Y-yeah?” Seokjin called, stammering as you both rushed into action. You pulled your dress down, flipping to sit on your ass. Seokjin stood from the bed, his dick tenting his boxer shorts, sticking out from his undone jeans.
Jungkook tried the doorknob. Your heart stilled even though you knew he couldn’t get in. “Why’s the door locked?” He asked, sounding confused.
“Uhh,” Seokjin looked at you, eyes wide as he tried to think of an explanation. “Uh. Y/N’s still chucking up like crazy so I locked it for some privacy.” His voice shook. He definitely sounded turned on. Idiot. And what the fuck? You were still being sick?!
“Oh.” There was silence. “Was it really those kebabs? I ate quite a lot earlier. I’m worried.”
You rolled your eyes, trying to stay as quiet as possible. At least Jungkook was oblivious. He hadn’t heard anything, thank god. Like how you’d been begging for Seokjin’s cock not seconds before he’d turned up at the door.
“Nah, I’m sure she’s just drunk,” Seokjin assured. You threw daggers his way.
“Do you want me to take over?” Jungkook suggested. “Look out for her? You’re missing the party.” Christ, what were you, a baby? “I saw Ana and Yoongi making their way upstairs, so.”
Oh my god, you hadn’t! Anyone could have walked upstairs and heard you both. You’d let pleasure get in the way of your rationality. It was all Seokjin’s fault!
“No, it’s fine,” Seokjin replied, relaxed now as he sat back on the bed. His boxers were still tented. How was he hard at a time like this?! “I feel semi-responsible anyway. I kept encouraging her to do more jelly shots.”
Jungkook sniggered. “She’s going to kill you when she sobers up, man.”
“If she remembers–Ow-ouch!” Yes, you had just reached over and pinched his penis. He wasn’t getting away with talking shit about you, no matter how amazing the orgasm he’d just given you had been.
“What’s up?” Jungkook questioned, sounding concerned.
“I stubbed my fucking toe against the bed.”
“Lame,” he scoffed.
With the silence that followed you stared at Seokjin, mouthing silently and miming with your hands as you told him to get rid of his friend. You’d have the whole party up here in a minute, wondering what the hell was going on.
“Jin?” Jungkook prompted.
Seokjin flew up, rushing to the bathroom to flush the toilet. He shouted out. “Damn, toilet’s flushing, I guess she’s done for the time being. Better go and check on her!”
“Okay.”
“I promise once she passes out I’ll come down!”
Your mouth flew open at the nerve of it. You were going to get your revenge. Asshole.
“Yeah, okay,” Jungkook replied, tapping the door to say goodbye. “Good luck.”
You both waited in excruciating silence as he left, making sure a whole minute had passed so there was no risk of getting heard.
“I’m going to fucking kill you!” You seethed, pointing at Seokjin accusingly. “All this just so you can eat some ass.”
“Eat your ass,” he corrected, unbothered by your aggressiveness. “And actually, that was a spur of the moment kinda thing. I didn’t plan it.”
You didn’t believe him. Not for one second. Watching as he rounded the bed, you narrowed your eyes. “What are you doing?”
He was reaching for the top drawer of his nightstand. “Grabbing a condom.”
“Nuh uh. No way,” you shook your head, folding your arms. “You’re not getting your dick wet now.” He was dumb, and how was he still hard??
“What do you mean?” He asked, affronted.
“Just get downstairs to your party.” You sighed. “It’s time for me to ‘pass out’.”
By the look on his face he immediately knew how he’d fucked up. It was pretty comical. You had one final demand for him as he stood there in shock. “Give me the TV remote on your way out.”
Ahh, revenge was definitely sweet.
Written 2020 - 2021.
Please refrain from posting my work elsewhere. No translations allowed.
© floralseokjin 2021
#seokjin smut#bts smut#seokjin fanfic#bts fanfic#floralseokjin:writings#fic:final sleigh#final sleigh:drabbles
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Katoph <3
HELL FUCKING YEAH, LET'S GO!
When I was a kid, I liked katoph okay but didn't think much of it. This feeling basically persisted until 2020.
In 2020, I started writing my azulaang book 1. Falling into the azulaang hole unknowingly led me to falling into the katoph hole as well when I decided to pair them together. At the beginning, they were just supposed to be a background ship, because I didn't want either of them to be alone and I didn't want to put in the work of pairing them off with strangers. Little did I know that what was seemingly a simple decision would lead to the discovery of a gold mine.
I consider myself the king of the azulaang/katoph combo, and I'm pretty comfortable on my throne.
By the time my book 1 was starting to come to a close, I realized that I wanted to write a katoph prequel series of how they got together. Writing that scene in chapter 10 of "Chakras" where Aang visits Omashu, Toph tells him the truth, and he and Katara have that conversation about the end of their romantic relationship is what sealed the day. I knew I HAD to explore what led to katoph becoming my canon.
Let me talk about this ship's appeal both through the lens of my AU and outside that lens.
In my AU, I got to explore a slowburn friends-to-lovers, with the juicy dramatic tidbit of the first one with a crush to feel super guilty over it because the target of her affections is the ex of her other best friend.
Many people, in universe and out, would easily categorize Toph as a warrior and Katara as a diplomat. I leaned into that perception by making Toph the master of a dojo and Katara a literal ambassador so that I could explore what many, in and out of universe, fail to see. The truth is that these ladies are onions. They got layers. Toph can easily be calm and strategic, and Katara has more than enough ability to be a ruthless motherfucker.
(brief aside, I fucking hate the following fan-headcanons: momtara and murder goblin toph. It ain't fucking funny anymore and there's too many assholes and dumbasses running their mouths when they should be shutting the fuck up. These hcs ignore canon and pigeonhole these complex ladies into basic archetypes. Stop fucking doing that)
In "Waves," Katara needed someone to take care of her and to put her back on the right track. Toph just doesn't take care of Katara, she spurred Kat on to take better care of herself. I can't go into too many details because they'd be spoilers, but as I discussed in chapter 13, Katara NEEDED Toph, even if she herself didn't know it at the time.
I've already touched on what Toph gets out of the relationship and why she has a crush on Katara, but it bears repeating: Katara made Toph's house into a real home. When Toph goes home, there's someone who cares about her waiting for her. I knew exactly what I was doing when I wrote that scene of Toph coming home to find Katara making a home-cooked meal for them.
Both of these ladies were lonely in their own ways, and they saved each other from that loneliness.
Katara always admired the warrior in Toph, but over time has recognized how much of a thoughtful and caring diplomat Toph can be. On her part, Toph admires the shit out of what Katara has done with her life as an ambassador, and, unlike some, she knows better than to underestimate just how strong Katara is.
I'm giving myself goosebumps just thinking about what I've written for them and what I plan to write for them.
Outside of my AU, I think Katara and Toph strike a fascinating balance between being very different people and similar people. Both have been underestimated by the world, which led them to grow into the badasses they are today. The parallels between "You can't knock me down!" and "I am the greatest earthbender in the world!" are there to those with open eyes. The only waterbender in the South Pole, unable to explore and expand her talents, and the Blind Bandit, hidden away by her parents. Are you seeing the pattern here?
How can you hear Toph call Kat "Sugar Queen" and "Sweetness" and not want them to date? They went on a literal fucking spa date in canon. Katara was the first person to call Toph pretty. Toph brought Katara's inner criminal out into the world. She helped Toph write a letter to her estranged mom! Yes, they argue a lot, and sometimes it went a little too far, but the arguments work to explore and enhance their relationship. That's what good character conflicts are supposed to do.
In summary, KATOPH IS FUCKING PHENOMENAL, IT'S SUPER UNDERRATED, AND MORE PEOPLE NEED TO RECOGNIZE ITS GENIUS!
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