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red velvet 6th member au \ superm 8th member au

when the most iconic friendship of kpop started

WARNINGS: this is set in jaein’s pre debut days and she was around 7 years old at this time. hope you guys enjoy it!

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Gathering his things around the dance studio, Taemin wasn't sure his legs were obeying him anymore. He was so, so tired. Usually, practices were difficult and exhausting, but something about this new dance routine made it even worse - if that was even possible.

Like the past few days, he was the last trainee to leave the company. The dark and empty hallway would be scary if he wasn't so tired to be scared.

Humming the EDM beats of the song he chose for this month's evaluation, he got in the elevator, wasting no time pressing the 'home' button and leaning his head against the mirror, closing his eyes.

Taemin might have slumbered as the elevator ring made him open his eyes fast and fix his backpack on his shoulder. He was stepping hard and fast when something caught his attention. Or maybe, someone.

A little girl sitting in a butterfly pose, with two notebooks on her lap, a Barbie bag on her right and a doll on her left, called his attention. She seemed so concentrated that she didn't even notice she was alone. For as long as he could remember, she wasn't a trainee.

Maybe, she was some employee's daughter.

"Hm... Hello?" Taemin greeted her, carefully approaching the girl.

She looked up from her notebooks with a smile on her face.

"Hi! How are you?" she asked.

Looking around one more time, trying to find the girl's parents,

"Do you need any help? Do your parents know you're here?" he kindly asked, not wanting to frighten the girl. "I'm Lee Taemin."

"Oh!" the girl smiled at him. "You're Taemin? I'm Jaein. Kim Jaein."

"Oh! So, you're the Kim Jaein?" Taemin said, sitting next to her doll. "I know your brother, Charles. He's my classmate."

"I'm sorry for you. It must be super boring." Jaein pouted, making Taemin laugh out loud.

"Do your parents work here?" he asked.

As much as he wanted to go home and rest, he couldn't let an 8-years-old girl alone in the lobby of one of the biggest buildings he had ever seen. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if something happened to that girl.

"No." Jaein shook her head. "I'm a trainee!"

Taemin widened his eyes and looked at the girl, shocked.

"What?" he questioned.

"Uncle Sooman said that I'm not allowed to train with the older trainees yet, but he promised that as soon as I turn ten, I'll be allowed to." she excitedly explained it, even though Taemin didn't ask. "Like, today, I just got my first class of classical dance!"

"Oh!" he exclaimed, sitting next to her but still keeping a comfortable distance. "So, you're a dancer?"

Jaein giggled, shaking her head. When she did that, Taemin realised she had a missing tooth, and it was so cute.

"I'm not a dancer. Yet." she stressed. "But, I'm sure I'll be one of the greatest when I grow up. Are you a dancer, oppa?"

"Yeah, I am." Taemin nodded. "I'm a singer too."

"That's so cool!" Jaein beamed at him.

That girl was just a kid, and he asked himself if the fact of her being a trainee was true or just some lame kid's conversation. Charles has never mentioned that his sister was a trainee after all.

"I'm not a singer. I'm more into rapping." the girl said, shrugging and looking back at her book, looking at Taemin again with a sad face. "Do you want to do my homework, oppa? It's probably not that hard for you."

Her honesty made Taemin laugh out loud. He'd definitely tell this to her brother at school the next day.

"I don't think that's how it works, Jaein-ah." Taemin tried to refuse it politely. After all, he was talking to a kid. "I have to do your own homework so you can learn."

"But I don't want to learn!" Jaein pouted. "I want to sing and dance so I can train with you."

Taemin gave a weak laugh as he watched Jaein puffing, trying to solve some basic math division operation. If she only knew the truth behind being a trainee.

"Look," he said, making Jaein look at him. "you don't have to rush your time. I'm sure you'll be a great idol. You're here, and it already means a lot. Okay?"

"But I want to train like you guys do." Jaein pouted. "I see the unnies coming out of the dancing room, talking about their lessons, and they don't even teach me what they learn."

"Because what they learn is too hard for you, Jaein." Taemin tried to explain. "We do popping, isolation, locking... You'll learn all of that eventually."

"Can you teach me?" Jaein asked, doe eyes looking at Taemin. If she wasn't going to be an idol, she'd probably be an amazing actress.

Taemin pouted and shook her head, declining that. Jaein sighed and closed her book.

"It's okay." she said, showing him a comforting smile. Taemin helped her organise her stuff inside her Barbie bag. "I'll train a lot so that it won't take too long for me to have classes with you."

"I'm sure you will." Taemin just agreed. He knew she had no notion of the time it'd take her.

Jaein put her bag on and got up, looking outside the building. A black car stopped by, and Jaein jumped.

"My mommy arrived!" she excitedly said. "Do you want to go with us? Please, please, please!"

"I don't think I should-"

"Jaein Anne! Let’s go!" a woman called her out from the car.

Jaein signed her to wait, looking back at the boy in front of her.

"Let's go, oppa!"

"No, Jaein." he refused. "Don't worry. I live 10 minutes from here. I'll be fine."

"Okay then." Jaein accepted it. "Anyway, I'll be here tomorrow so you can teach me some popping, isolation and locking."

The little girl just said that and started bouncing out the building, humming a kid song Taemin couldn't really recognise.

"But I said I wouldn't teach you." he replied.

Jaein gave a cute laugh before getting inside the car.

"Goodbye, oppa!"

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jichukimsstuff · 2 years

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﹫ INTRODUCING ㌕；THE NATIONS VISUAL

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yourkimjaejin · 2 years

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Moxy’s Friendships Within SM

Here are all of Moxy's friendship within SM Entertainment

TVXQ

Contact Names: U-Know - Cutie Momo | Moxy - you know YunHo Changmin - Migyeongie | Moxy - Max Oppa

Moxy met Changmin by accident and it happened on vlive. Moxy was at the SM building, using an empty room to sing some songs for the viewers. Catch Me by TVXQ came on. Moxy was gonna skip the song but fans wanted her to try and hit Max's notes.

Moxy was loud enough to be heard outside and Changmin happened to be passing by. He was impressed at how close in pitch whoever was singing was. So Changmin peeked in surprised to see Moxy sitting there singing her heart out.

Out of the corner of her eye, Moxy saw him and paused the music in shock. Max started laughing and clapping, pulling a furious blush over Moxy's cheeks. Max proceed to compliment her solidifying the flush on her face.

The two became closer after that. Moxy and Max have the same vocal coach. Frequently, He'll stop in a give Moxy some pointers. She even got to do a video reacting to the Devil music video

Moxy met U-know during her trainee days. He happened to stop in during one of her dance evaluations. U-know was impressed her with her abilities.

U-know, like Hyoyeon, kept his eye on her progress from afar and was always pleased with her progress. When his Thank U comeback was getting ready to film, he wanted to work with her as the girl in his video. The two were able to get in the studio and work on choreography before SM pulled Moxy out and put Seulgi in.

The two still want to work together and hopefully that time will come around soon.

Super Junior

Contact Names: (I'm only gonna name a couple) Leetuck - Gyeongie | Moxy - Angel Oppa Eunhyuk - Little Sister | Moxy - Older Brother Heechul - Thea dongsaeng | Moxy - Casey Oppa

This whole section is just Moxy living PEAK y/n life

Anyone who is anyone knows that MOXY LOVES SUPER JUNIOR. She is their biggest fan. In both of her dorm rooms, there is a shelf of suju merch that she's acquired over the years.

She's told this story before but during her trainee days, she stayed at a friends house in order to go to the concert. She even has a picture on her phone of Eunhyuk waving at her

The boys found out about their little fan in the funniest way. One of AG's managers sent a video of Moxy freaking out over the groups Black Suit comeback to SJ's managers with the message "We gotta get them to meet her!"

SJ's manager shared the video with the members. They all couldn't stop laughing at their dongsaengs reactions. All the members begged their managers to set something up for them to meet Moxy .

SJ and AG's managers came together a scheduled a video shoot for AG's YouTube channel where Moxy would talk about her fandom of Super Junior. Towards the end of the video the members walked out and the camera had to cut because Moxy screamed so loud. After the shock, tears just started running.

Moxy is Eunhyuk's little sister. Fans constantly catch them hanging out at different restaurants. Eunhuyk brings out the major sibling vibes whenever Moxy is on the Weekly Idol set with AG or 127.

Leetuck always invited Moxy and her members over for food and to see the dogs. Leetuck, whenever he's at the SM building, will drop off his dogs for Moxy and her members of watch while he goes about his business.

Suju consonantly takes time out of their schedules to check in on her, ask her if she needs anything, see if they can help with something. It's honestly heartwarming to see how they treat Moxy.

They tried to send Moxy a full set of their new album but Moxy asked them not to. She wanted to support them properly and buy the albums herself. The members make sure to sign them for her

Suju's manager never minds when Moxy's watches their stage from the back. She even attended Super Junior's beyond live taping

Yeri from Red Velvet

Contact Names: Yeri - Ralts Moxy - Squirtle

Yeri and Moxy have been friend since trainee days. She, Juno, Ningning and Aurora were some of the only people who talked to Moxy despite the pressure from the other female trainees

Their friendship got closer after how they both entered the idol world. Both being placed into groups that already exsisted. They both confided in each other. Many tears were spilt on each others shoulders

Moxy has the password to the AG insta account and with that comes powers. She's always using the account to troll her other members on insta but she also uses it to praise Yeri whenever Red Velvet come back. Fan Favorite comment: Yo drown me in Violet Punch!!

Moxy and Yeri have sleepover's at the Red Velvet dorm all the time. They always order a bunch of junk food and watch k-dramas before passing out before another episode is over

People who hear that the two are friends are always shocked because they shouldn't work. Yeri is social while Moxy would rather not talk to people. Yeri loves pink and Moxy loves black. But their differences bring them together

People around SM call them My Melody and Kuromi because of their favorite color choices and style of dressing together are very different

The Red Velvet members love to baby Moxy whenever she comes to hang out with Yeri

Hyoyeon

Contact Names Hyoyeon - Mini Me Moxy - Dj Hyo Noona

While Moxy and Hyoyeon haven't worked together until 2021 for the SMTown year end concert, Hyoyeon has always had her eye on Moxy's progress as a idol

Hyoyeon was the OG SM entertainment female rapper. She was everywhere. When a special performance came, she was the first person called.

Hyoyeon's impressed with Moxy's talents. A trainee walking in with a background in theater and cheerleading. That kind of talent makes mouths move

Hyoyeon first heard about Moxy after a trainee evaluation when a group of female trainees performed I Got A Boy by SNSD. Word of Moxy's execution of Hyoyeon's line spread across the building

Hyoyeon wanted to work with Moxy for her Dessert comeback to cover Soyeon's parts for the live performances but SM didn't let it happen (SM stay blocking)

Hyoyeon invites Moxy to come a dance with her often. The two will spend hours in the studio just dances to different remixes they can find on youtube

BoA

Contact Names: BoA - Future Legend Moxy - SM Legend

Boa is another idol who didn't work directly with Moxy until the 2021 year end concert

Boa could notice Moxy overly cautious around her so she took it upon herself to fix that.

After that talk, the two's relationship began to blossom. Boa even lended her hand to one of AG's performances in Queendom.

Moxy is still getting used to it but Boa has always made herself an open book for the younger. Slowly, Moxy started opening up to her and asking the other for advice

Moxy will visit Boa's home in order to get away from the 5th floor when she needs a break

Ningning from Aespa

Contact Names: Ningning - Jun Pyo Noona Moxy - Squishy

Ningning was apart of SM trainees female F4 with Yeri, Juno, and Moxy. The four were friends but they were also the most promising trainees after Red Velvet debuted. The four still maintain a close friendship

Moxy feels protective of Ningning. Like Aurora, Moxy sees Ningning as her long lost little sister.

Moxy was at the members debut performance and she treated Aespa's entire team to dinner to celebrate.

Ningning loves to wrap her arms around Moxy's waist and just be dragged around by her.

Secretly, Ningning hoped to debut with Juno, Aurora and Moxy but sadly that wasn't meant to be :(

The other members of Aespa used to see the Moxy as just Ningning friend but thru the SMtown year concerts, the three girls have grown to see Moxy as a reliable older sister then can always finds and seek out

Moxy teases her for choosing NCT as her favorite band. Its all in good fun though.

When Ningning wants someone to monitor and critique her dancing for any Aespa song, She'll go to Moxy. Moxy will give her suggestions gently and she'll even record herself doing the dance so Ningning can watch it later

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dtyfp · 2 years

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April 21st, 2022

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smtown Winnie-2nd solo album

2022.05.31 @ 6pm kst

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valaenatargaryensdragon · 7 months

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The Queen's Gambit

pairing: Fanon!Viserys Targaryen x Female OC

summary: Vanesha Lannister will not rest until she reaches her goal.

Word count: 1,7K

Warnings: Smut, P in V, squirting

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The Red Keep stood tall, its imposing towers casting shadows over the city of King's Landing. Within its walls, a game of power and ambition unfolded, and at the center of it all was Vanesha Lannister.

She was a woman of intelligence and cunning, possessing a beauty that could captivate even the most resolute of men. But her true strength lay in her ability to identify weaknesses and exploit them. Viserys I Targaryen, the King of Westeros, was her latest prey.

As Vanesha walked through the gilded corridors of the Red Keep, her mind churned with calculated thoughts. She knew of Viserys' insatiable desire for sons, heirs to carry on the Targaryen legacy. It was a vulnerability she intended to exploit to the fullest.

In the candlelit chambers, she found Viserys engrossed in his own thoughts. His brow furrowed as he stared at a map of Westeros, contemplating the future of his dynasty. He looked up as Vanesha entered, and for a moment, his expression softened.

"Vanesha," he said, his voice laced with a longing he could barely conceal. "You look as radiant as ever."

Vanesha smiled, a calculated glint in her sapphire eyes. She moved closer to him, her movements graceful and deliberate. "My lord, I've been thinking," she began, her voice a velvet whisper. "Have you noticed how few daughters my family has produced over the years? It's always sons, strong sons to carry the name of Lannister."

Viserys, ever the dreamer of male heirs, nodded eagerly. "Yes, I've heard the tales. The Lannisters are blessed with sons, while the Targaryens..."

Vanesha's hand gently touched his arm, a subtle caress that sent a shiver down Viserys' spine. "It's a trait that runs in my blood, my lord. And I would be honored to provide you with the sons you so dearly desire."

Viserys' eyes widened, his vulnerability laid bare. It was a promise he had longed to hear, and Vanesha knew she had him ensnared. The courtship began, a dance of seduction and manipulation, and Viserys was utterly captivated.

Years passed, and Vanesha became Viserys' confidante and advisor. Her beauty remained undiminished, even after childbirth, as she presented him with not one, but three sons. The King was besotted, his every decision influenced by the woman who had fulfilled his dreams.

In the shadows of the Red Keep, Vanesha Lannister's ambition thrived, and Viserys I Targaryen remained a willing puppet, unaware of the strings that bound him to her will.

"Gods yes" Vanesha's head fell back, pure pleasure coursing through her body. She wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment forever.

"Viserys please" Vanesha moaned out loud. her thighs burned from the position. Viserys smirked watching her bounce on his cock, she looked like a goddess, his cock so deep inside of her, filling her.

"Take it" Viserys ordered, grunting as he pushed his hips up to meet her thrusts. Vanesha felt her whole body beginning to tremble with the orgasm coursing through her fighting to come forward.

"So close" She cried. her arms wrapped around his neck yelping when he moved. Her whines made his heart thump as he pulled out of her hole.

"Whore" Viserys smirked. he manhandled her body to move her to kneel on the bed. He pushed her down on her hands before entering her again.

"Viserys!" She squeaked, desperate to cum again. Viserys' hips snapped forward into her, burying his entire length inside. He felt delicious, so deep inside of her. He had already pulled an orgasm from her earlier with his lips merely suckling on her breast, emptying them helping her with the ache from not breast feeding their newest addition, Jahaerys, their son was being fed by the wet nurse while Vanesha finished her queenly duties.

"Yes, you like to be filled up, don't you?" Viserys asked. He never felt anymore power than he did with his cock deep inside of her cunt.

"Yes fill me up, give me a child" Vanesha whined, she pushed her hips back wanting him deeper. One of her hands sneaked in between her thighs, rubbing her pearl furiously.

"Cumming" She warned, Viserys picked up his pace. Vanesha's eyes rolled back with pure pleasure. She gasped when he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her back.

"Viserys" She moaned, her back falling on his chubby belly. Her head rested back on his shoulder giving him access to kiss up and down her neck. He pushed her hand away and took over rubbing her clit.

She wiggled in his arm with overstimulation, he was adamant on making her cum having heard that when a woman cums there are higher chances to conceive. After the orgasm he gave her from suckling on her breasts he moved down to suckle on the same clit he was rubbing like a mad man, she made him a mad man and he was happy with it.

"Shit" She wailed hoarsly, her whole body falling forward, the knot in her stomach snapping making her gush around Viserys' cock. Viserys watched proudly as his wife's body trembled under him but refusing to push his cock out, her hips moving back unconsciously keeping him inside.

Vanesha shivered as Viserys ran his hands up and down her side to comfort her. She moved back on her hands and looked back over her shoulder at Viserys with a dazed smile. Viserys grinned in return and resumed the movement of his hips.

"I shall make sure your womb is filled to the brim with my seed tonight" Viserys declared. One of his hands moved onto her lower belly and pressed down on it. Vanesha gasped deliciously eating the pleasure he gave. She was ready to give him a millions sons.

"Don't stop" She begged, she was desperate. Viserys picked up his pace feeling his balls tighten, he was close.

"Fill me with your royal seed" Vanesha begged. She was going to give him more children, she was going to choke him with them, she was going to rule him with them.

Viserys' head fell back, her soaked pussy was just right, he has never felt this kind of pleasure before. He wanted to devour her if possible. His thick finger rand down till they reached down between her legs pinching her pearl again.

Vanesha's cried echoed off the the walls losing herself to the pleasure. Each touch made her skin light up on fire. Viserys collected her wetness and moved his hand up to her face. Vanesha opened her mouth welcoming his fingers into her mouth, moaning loudly when she tasted herself on his fingers.

"Good breeding mare" Viserys praised. Vanesha almost fainted right then and there at his words. She sucked his fingers as if they were his cock.

"Viserys" Vanesha moaned around his fingers. He pushed her tongue down, moaning when she swirled it around his fingers.

"Fucking hell, will fill you up with another son" He gasped quickening his thrusts. Vanesha thrashed in between his arms. he pulled out his fingers from her mouth with a pop. Vanesha cried now moans on full volume with nothing blocking them from coming out of her mouth.

She thrashed and cried and pushed back and forward, her orgasm was like fire, her back arched like the one of a cat as she squirted. Viserys pushed his cock inside of her as deep as possible making sure to shoot his seed as deep inside of her as possible, not to waste a singular drop even when he walls resisted him, even when her liquids tried to push him out.

The birth of their fourth son, Aeryn, marked another significant moment in Vanesha Lannister's plan for power and influence within House Targaryen. She had already achieved the unimaginable - securing her position as the mother of four sons, each of them a potential heir to the Iron Throne.

As Aeryn's cries echoed through the halls of the Red Keep, Vanesha held the newborn close, her mind racing with thoughts of the future. She had successfully given Viserys the sons he so desired, and now her attention turned to the next phase of her ambitious scheme.

In the privacy of their chambers, she broached the topic with the king, her voice gentle yet persuasive. "My love," she began, "I cannot help but think of the future of our sons. Aegon, our eldest, is a true heir in every sense. Strong and capable, he embodies the qualities of a future king."

Viserys, who had longed for male heirs, listened intently. "You speak the truth, Vanesha. Aegon is a fine boy, and I'm proud to call him my son."

Encouraged by his response, Vanesha continued, her words carefully chosen. "Rhaenyra is a remarkable girl, but it's well known that sons are favored in the realm. Aegon should be our heir, my love. It's the best way to secure the future of House Targaryen."

Viserys hesitated, torn between tradition and the desires of his heart. "Rhaenyra is my daughter," he replied, his voice filled with paternal affection.

Vanesha placed a reassuring hand on his arm, her eyes filled with concern. "I understand your love for her, my king. But we must consider the stability of the realm. Aegon is the strongest choice, and he would have the support of many lords and allies."

Viserys contemplated her words, his gaze fixed on the newborn Aeryn. He had always dreamed of strong sons to carry on the Targaryen legacy, and now he had them. The idea of naming Aegon as his heir, instead of Rhaenyra, held a certain appeal.

Vanesha continued to work her persuasive charm, planting the seeds of doubt in Viserys' mind regarding Rhaenyra's suitability as an heir. She knew that, with time, she could mold his thoughts to align with her ambitions.

As the days turned into weeks and months, Vanesha's influence grew, and the idea of Aegon as the heir to the Iron Throne gained traction. Viserys, still enamored with his sons, began to entertain the possibility.

Little did he know that his queen, Vanesha Lannister, was orchestrating a quiet revolution, one that could alter the course of history in Westeros. The future of House Targaryen hung in the balance, and the queen's ambitions knew no bounds.

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heartthrobin · 1 year

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lay me at your feet and i'll hum your favourite tune

sam winchester x female!reader

wc: 860

warnings: pda, reference to chatty!reader, sam being smitten, dean being grumpy, sweet sweet kissin and one or two sexual references

an: the idea for this literally choked me last night as i was watching spn, based off/ set in the last five minutes of ep 4x5 Monster Movie (the one w the dracula). v short, i wrote it in like 20 min at 2am hence barely checked. enjoy :)))

summary: little pda + teasing Dean drabble

“well thank you G-man. you have been a great service … to your country.”

Pennsylvania was muggy, just enough that you could begin to doubt that the town had already slipped into autumn.

the hot sound of slurping suffocated the space again. it made the open air in front of the bar stuffy.

Dean sucked down the remnants of Jamie’s breakfast straight off her tongue.

Jamie. the woman of the hour, predecessor to the ones that would surely follow over in the next state.

he hadn’t spent the night in the motel, Dean. you were sure he was being stripped of his little Hansel and Gretel outfit somewhere across town where Jamie stayed. maybe he deserved it, he’d been drugged and then fragments of moments from electrocution most of the night with Dracula at the wheel.

he came up for barely a second of breath. “what can i say, i’m very patriotic.”

but that doesn’t mean you deserved it. to stand and have to endure the sight and sound. your face twisted in mild disgust and your neck craned up to meet Sam’s head perched at the top of his towering figure.

his face painted uncomfortable, his gaze pointedly moving over the people.

the blonde woman let off a sigh far too hot and loud for the crowded town square at nine in the morning, Dean gripped at the back of her jeans.

Sam’s eyes found you. he shrugged softly. his lips parted and you already knew he was seconds off from suggesting that maybe it would be more comfortable to wait by the car.

but you were never one to miss an opportunity for theatrics.

you reached up, far up, for the collar of your boyfriend’s khaki jacket: flushing him against you.

“oh Sam, you’re my knight in shining armor,” you gasped loudly, enough to stir but not part Dean’s engagement.

tugging gently to not hurt him, but enough to nudge him down: Sam leaned over so his forehead pressed against your own.

“you’re so brave, and so handsome—“

a velvet red flush leaked up from his chest and pooled in his cheeks.

your hands came to the side of his face, one branching slowly behind to tug on the hairs at the base of his neck and he worked hard not to whine - eyes flickering feign irritation at your batting lashes because you knew how much he loved that - but you pretended not to notice either move.

his grip found your waist. your nose bumped his, asking for a quiet consent, and he gently met your lips to satiate your bottomless need to tease Dean.

Sam wasn’t a fan of public displays of affection.

well, maybe that wasn’t the right way to phrase it. he just preferred when everything was just a little … slower. when you would tire yourself out from talking against his neck after a long day before falling against his lips where he’d find his whole body vibrating with his love for you.

but you did. you liked “PDA” and Sam wanted to indulge you when he could. you liked to hold his hand, keep him close between thickets of people. he liked that okay most of the time.

but he liked this too, to his surprise. maybe there was the additional aspect that it was for the main point of pissing off his brother.

but he couldn’t really decide on that. not when your tongue was nudging softly against his amidst a hot, fast kiss. you pulled off with a pop, pretending to fan yourself: slumping against his figure.

“and so intelligent, and with such a big … heart.”

you were sure you could fry an egg off Sam’s forehead the way his skin burnt beneath your hands but the little curl at the edge of his now slick mouth relieved you of the thought that maybe it was too much. that, and the fingers that dug what would soon be deep purple welts into the swell of your hips.

your tongue was already pushing past his lips again, halfway through the most pornographic moan you could muster for such a public space when Dean had evidently had his fill, of Jamie’s breakfast and of your dramatics.

“alright, alright. we’re done. you guys can stop face-fucking now … please.”

you drew back from a blood red Sammy, grinning.

Jamie was laughing, giggling pretty like how you imagined someone as good-looking as her would.

“just saying our goodbyes. you guys did save my life.” she smiled, laughs cooking to a soft bubble and wrapping her arms around herself. “travel safe okay?”

there was a murmur of nods and goodbyes and, for Dean, last pecks.

by the time you’d fallen into the backseat and Baby began to grumble beneath you, Dean was still huffing.

“for the record, you two only had to listen to me make out for five minutes. i can barely go take a thirty second shower without having to hear you two going at it like wild animals.”

Sam still hadn’t said a thing, but a soft shake of a chuckle rippled from beneath his jacket. you laughed until your ribs hurt.

“so dramatic, Deano.”

“makes two of us.”

#sam winchester x reader #sam Winchester imagine #sam Winchester Drabble #sam Winchester fanfiction #sam Winchester #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural #dean winchester #dean winchester fanfiction #dean winchester x reader

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ms-nesbit · 9 months

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Empire records (jason todd x reader)

Rating: 18+ (minors, fuck off)

Warnings: masturbation, reader is female, reader is bisexual, Jason Todd is not red hood, plus size reader

Summary: Jason is a cam model and is killing it, so he heads to the record store where he sees y/n.

Notes: honestly, i loved the idea of this one. Let me know if you want me to continue with an additional chapter or something.

ao3

“God…” Jason exhaled, a slow flow of cum spurting from his cock and onto his hand. Breathing labored as he came down from his orgasm, Jason revealed the mess he made to the webcam. “Fuck, that’s so much cum.” he spoke half-heartedly, the tone masked by faux sensuality and confidence. “What do you want me to do next, hmm?” he sat up in his computer chair and bit on his bottom lip. “Let me know, Babe. I’ll be here again next week. Till next time.” Jason ran his fingers through his hair, his tricep exposed to the camera. He flashed his signature winked before ending the livestream, shutting off the comment section and logging off from his administrative account.

Wiping his hand clean on a nearby napkin, he remained silent, his presiding persona crumbling with each minute after the stream ended. Jason hadn’t bothered to glance at the comments - only the tips, which he gratefully appreciated; they accounted for his rent and utilities, above other expenses, including the impromptu trip to Vanity Records he was getting ready to make.

After a quick shower (graphic details spared) and his skincare routine consisting of serum and spf moisturizer, Jason adorned his already-attractive figure with dark washed jeans and a simple black tee, which was layered by his black and red-striped leather biking jacket.

Once he tied his boots, he set out the door to the record store, walking to the parking lot - riding helmet in tow - to his motorcycle.

—

“I’ve told you how many times that we don’t carry that bullshit?” y/n spat into the landline phone, wrapping her cord around her finger. “Seriously, Joe, I don’t give a rat’s ass that your old town carried Tom Petty. We don’t do campy bullshit. Got it?” Before she gave the voice on the other end to even respond, she abruptly hung up, rolling her eyes and wiggling her finger free from the twisted cord.

She crossed her arms and sat back in her velvet mustard lounger behind the register, pulling an inventory sheet from the cluster of papers scattered on the surface. Clanging of bells attached to the entrance door temporarily distracted her enough to drone, “Vanity Records: if we don’t have it, your music taste sucks.”

“Well, I hope it doesn’t. Do you have Foo Fighters?”

The voice was sardonic, but it didn’t stop y/n from giving a judgemental look to… a tall man whose black tee matched his (mostly) black hair, the white patch in the front pairing fondly with the low white collar on his leather jacket. He awaited her answer with playful eyes, though they seemed heavy. “If you’re talking about Nirvana, yes.” y/n began, crossing her arms in front of the keyhole cutout on the chest of her long-sleeved black blouse, which was coupled by black and red plaid pants, and a scowl on her face. “If you’re talking about the Louise Post-worshipping Foo Fighters? Also yes.” she stood from her seat and leaned over the clutter of paperwork, ignoring it completely in an attempt to flirt with the handsome stranger. “But if you’re talking about the mock-punk, dads-in-a-cluttered-garage-with-a-pipe-dream Foo Fighters? We don’t carry it.”

The man smiled down at her. “Could you show me?” he tilted his head ever-so-slightly, as if he wasn’t a regular customer already.

With a click of her tongue, y/n left her station, showing the man to a collection of vinyl organized alphabetically. She scanned at the waves of albums, distraught by the poor penmanship of the poor schmuck who had a stroke labeling the aisles, but made her way to the ‘dad rock’ section, reaching over and thumbing through different albums behind a poorly-enunciated letter ‘F’. In between all this, she failed to notice the man - who had been walking behind her - ingesting her outfit, and how the blouse accentuated her.

“Ah! Here we go.” She pulled out a plastic-slipped album titled The Colour and the Shape, and handed it over to the man, who grinned at her. “Anything else?”

Biting the inside of his cheek to prevent him from commenting anything creepy, he chose safer words instead. “Is there anything you recommend? I’m kinda new here, and I don’t really know what to listen to.”

Y/n pondered for a moment, before asking a series of questions: “What do you like to do on a Saturday afternoon? What’s your favorite comfort food? Do you have any siblings? And…fight or flight?”

The man was taken aback by the questions, confused by the randomness of the inquiries. As he thought carefully about his answers, he zoned out, unaware of the chewing of his lip that allowed a dimple to present itself to y/n. If she wasn’t committed to her shrewd demeanor, she would have swooned. “If it’s sunny, I like to watch tv, but if it’s raining, I’ll read and take a walk; I fucking love an unhealthy amount of baklava, but I will settle for eclairs if necessary;” the man began rambling, passion strong in his voice, “I do have adopted siblings, but no blood relatives that are living, and; I suppose fight. I don’t really know when to quit.” the man smiled embarrassingly at his own confession.

Responding with a hum of affirmation, y/n skimmed over the vast selection in the compact shop. She then briskly walked to a middle aisle, dusty tile floor scuffed by her combat boots, before stopping at an unmarked section, fingering through the untouched vinyl. She pulled one out and whipped around, presenting the album cover to the man on the other end of the crates. “Human Bloom. They are fusion jazz from Chicago, but have a nice tone to it. I would give them a try if I were you.” she handed the man the record. “Need anything else…?” her question hung on a cliff, dangling in hope for a name.

“Jason.” he replied, “and no, I think that’ll be all.” he tried to look for a nametag, but found a newfound attraction to chest-placed keyhole cutouts instead.

“Y/n. The checkout is something I’m supposed to take care of with a register, not with you and your eyes.” she admonished, quirking a brow before heading back to her post behind the counter, hips swaying with each step she took.

Jason watched, unable to speak by the way he was called out. He took larger steps to the checkout, head down as he did so. “Yes. Right. Sorry.” he stammered when he finally reached the register, patting his jacket pockets for his wallet before finding it in his pec pocket (or, as he calls it, tit patch). “How much would those be?”

Y/n clacked at the old register buttons, its labels washed out from abuse. “$52.75. Cash, card, or number?”

“Pardon?” Jason opened up his wallet.

“Y’know, you could tender with cash, a credit or debit card, or your phone number.”

Jason smiled widely at y/n, finally acknowledging her forward attempt at flirting. He set his wallet down on the counter and asked quietly, “Can you do that here?”

“For you? Sure.” y/n remarked, her ‘sure’ accompanied by a survey of Jason’s tall figure with her eyes. She tore a piece of paper and opened a drawer by her hip, grabbing a pen and jamming it shut before sliding the pair to Jason.

Pen in hand, Jason jotted down his number and passed it back to y/n, who already removed her phone from one of her pockets and entered the number into it. Jason watched her every move, impressed, albeit flattered, by her determination; until, of course, his phone vibrated in his back pocket. He checked it briefly: new text: you are as tall as you are hot, buddy.

Jason gaped at the text before looking at y/n. “I must be pretty short then.” he snickered, earning a scoff from the woman on the other end of the counter.

“Short on time? Patience?” she dipped her voice an octave. “...Self-control?”

Before Jason could respond, y/n’s coworker, Jade, greeted him. “Hey, Jay! How was work today?”

Jason stopped in his tracks. Y/n dropped her seduction tactics, returning to her guarded expression. “Yes, Jay, how was work today?”

Both employees stared at Jason with terribly different intentions, one with genuine curiosity, and the other with vehemence. “It was okay, I guess. Made some tips, so that’s why I’m here.”

“Good.” Jade chirped. “I would have stopped by on the livestream, but I dunno…camwork really isn’t my thing. Wish you all the best though!” She finished with a beam before walking away from the counter and to the back of the store, away from whatever tension she sensed.

“I can explain-”

“Over breakfast. Tomorrow.” y/n decided Jason’s fate for him, which he was happy was spared. It was rare he was forgiven for white lies, something that he was awfully rung out for. He accepted his dues with a nod and snuck out of the record store with his tail tucked between his legs.

—

Jason and y/n exchanged details on their confirmed date, so it was rather disappointing to Jason when he arrived at the Gotham Diner to…nobody. He checked his phone when the waitress seated him at a booth, and again after she poured him a cup of coffee. Nothing.

“Good morning, Jason.” y/n greeted out of nowhere, bringing Jason’s attention from his desolate thoughts to the woman now scooting herself on the abrasive booth cushion. He must have smiled, because y/n added, “Got your uppers for today?”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Good to know your chipper attitude isn’t just your customer service voice.” he critiqued, to which y/n stared at him. “You look nice today.”

“Thanks. I think I stepped on dog shit on the way over.” she glanced underneath the table at the underside of her boot.

The silence between them was too agonizing for Jason to handle, despite it being short. “So, about yesterday, I didn’t really mean to lie like that, and I just wanted to say I’m-”

“Seriously don’t worry about it, man. I like that you’re not put off by me, y’know? A lot of guys are; usually it’s the chicks I hit on that admire my decisiveness.” y/n tore open a few packets of stevia, shaking its contents into her coffee before stirring it with the wooden stick. “Jade gave me intel on your job though.” Jason frowned, awaiting the imminent rejection he expected with the acknowledgement of his unconventional line of work. “I’m all for sex work, dude, so don’t sweat it, but camwork? Really? Isn’t that, like, outdated now?”

Jason allowed his shoulders to slouch as his nerves settled, pleasantly surprised by y/n’s reaction. “To be honest, I know a lot of people do shit like modeling, but it feels so…forced.”

“And camwork is different? I’m not sure how it is for guys.”

“No, you…you have a point.” y/n saw through him, and saw something he hadn’t quite noticed in himself; it was, to a degree, a facade. He didn’t want to jeopardize his vulnerability to the dark caves of the internet, so he simply hid behind something he wanted to be, rather than completely himself. Perhaps that was why he admired y/n so much, despite knowing so little of her.

The pair was interrupted by a waitress, who took their orders. “An egg-white only omelet, please.” Jason politely asked.

“And could you get me a large stack, please? With extra blueberries on top.” Y/n asked with wide eyes, clearly ecstatic by the antioxidant properties of the garnish.

After the waitress left, they returned to their conversation. “I do pretend to enjoy some of the stuff I’m requested to do, but I dunno.” Jason hid behind his cup of coffee, an absurd sight for y/n seeing a tall, broad figure hunched over. “To be honest, I’m kinda turned on by the idea of someone watching me. Plus it pays the bills.”

Y/n mirrored Jason’s shrug in rapport. “I see what you mean. If I had the body, I think I’d do the same, but there isn’t much of a market for stocky punk chicks.” she stated, a sliver of disappointment in her voice.

“I’d watch.” Jason blurted, before covering his face with his large hand. “Sorry, I-”

“One omelet, egg whites only.” the waitress returned, huge tray balanced in her palm. She distributed the plates and utensils. “And a large stack for y/n, our favorite regular.” the waitress beamed at y/n, who returned the sentiment. “Hope you two enjoy.” she left with a wink.

“Thanks, Wanda!” y/n called from her booth, giddily dancing in her seat when returning her attention to the stack of round, golden pancakes in front of her.

“You come here often?” Jason inquired skeptically, offended that she hadn’t indulged him in the information prior to their scheduling.

Y/n nodded and gave a “mmhmm” that was muffled by pancakes in her mouth. “You know, I used to come here in my college days.” y/n explained once she swallowed her first bite of the delectable breakfast treat. “I’d stop by with my study group - which was usually just me - and I’d sometimes order a few rounds of the stacks. Wanda there joked that my veins are probably pumping syrup more than blood, and I’m afraid I have to agree with her on that one.”

Jason let out a chuckle while cutting his omelet with a knife and fork with minimal scraping. “At least the vampires will get a tasty dessert if they bite you.”

“Maybe you’re right!” y/n stifled her laughter. “Maybe they’ll pour my blood over some waffles or something.”

Hand over his mouth to prevent omelet from flying all over the table and y/n, Jason chortled and mocked Dracula, “Mmm! ‘Vou must try this breakfast! Ze blood is vunderful!”

Y/n gasped jokingly. “How dare you mock vampires? They don’t all sound like that.”

They each took turns smacking the table and giggling, exchanging niche vocal impressions until Wanda returned with a warning. “You two are causing a distraction to some of our other patrons here. Try to keep it under control, okay?” she gave them a lambasted look. “Here is the check, since I know you two will probably want to continue your date.”

Date. Y/n blushed at the word. “Thank you, Wanda. And tell that rigid couple in booth twelve that we’re sorry, and we’re not real vampires.”

“But we will bite if needed.” Jason added with a cheap smile.

Wanda sighed and walked away, murmuring something incoherent.

As Jason was about to snag his wallet, y/n slipped a couple of bills in the receipt card. “I’m holding you hostage, so I’m paying. Don’t worry, pretty boy.”

Though the action was assurring, it was confusing when paired with y/n’s nickname for Jason. He found himself amused at the woman, and had to ask: “What are your answers, by the way?”

“Hmm?”

“Your answers. To the question you asked me yesterday. You never gave me yours.”

Y/n grinned innocently, sincerity splayed across her face. Jason wished he could have taken a photo of it - her eyes were just pretty. “Gimme a sec to think,” she sat back in the booth, head hitting the backrest with a thump. “So I usually don’t do anything except listen to music and read, I have two siblings - but three if you count the imaginary turtle I had when I was six, I love a good bowl of soup and some tamales, and I’m not wearing any.”

Jason cocked his head, perplexed by the final answer. “Not wearing any? Any what?”

“Underwear.” y/n blinked innocently, despite being well aware of her suggestion. “You asked if I’m wearing underwear, right? I’m not.” her smile grew bigger with each word, and her eyes dimmed darker with lust.

So did Jason’s. “Oh, uhm.” he was indecisive, unable to choose how to respond. It wasn’t that Jason was inexperienced the art of flirtation, it was that he hadn’t quite been this interested in someone in a long time, and it showed by the way his cheeks reddened (and cock hardened in his pants) at her reveal.

He refused to indulge, his pride in the way. “Thank you for this.”

“No problem.” It wasn’t the reaction y/n was hoping for, and her tone fell with it.

They stood and exited the diner together, loitering in the parking space where Jason had left his motorcycle. Jason noticed that y/n’s spark died off when he hadn’t taken her bait, and although he felt guilt, he knew he wanted to explore the relationship more prior to sleeping together. He feared that y/n took it personally;

She did. “I’ll text you.” she said, backing away before she gave a brief wave of her hand and disappearing into the crowd of Gothamites.

—

“Jesus, what is wrong with me.” y/n sighed when she re-entered her loft, littered with old clothing on the ground, and walls decorated with mismatched posters. As she untied her boots, she replayed the rejection in her head: Jason’s nose twitching, eyes shifty, and mouth open, pausing to choose whatever denial he believed was appropriate.

Her phone chimed in her pocket, but she neglected to check it; instead, she hovered to her bed on the other end of the studio flat, and tumbled onto it, her sheets making a punched ‘oof’. Deep breaths calmed her worried mind buzzing with defeat, and she wondered if perhaps she was, in a word, bamboozled.

It didn’t make sense: the flirting beforehand, way his eyes wandered too freely on her body like a dog to a treat, yet he rejected her��why? Was it what she wore that day? The borderline offensive vampire impressions? Or was it, in the end, her determination that hammered the final nail into the coffin of the potential of their relationship?

Heels digging in the sand, y/n set off on her research, beginning with Jason’s business venture. She sat up in her bed, fixing the pillows to better suit her needs, and reached over for the laptop on the ground. Y/n opened it and waited for the startup operation sequence, the fan vibrating over y/n’s lap as it whirred.

“Alright, Todd, let’s see what camwork you’re doing.” y/n murmured as she entered the site info, creating an account to access the lewd media. “A $7.99 subscription? I didn’t know these cost money nowadays.” she chortled at the virtual pricetag while entering her card info, reluctant to provide sensitive information on her archaic device.

Upon granted access, y/n’s eyes widened, blurred images revealing themselves to her, and she was, well, intrigued, to say the least. The first uncensored media on the site feed was Jason in a public dressing room, unclothed; his hooded eyelids and smirk enhanced his smitten look; his chest was naked, gleaming from the shop lights, and his shoulders were broad, leaned back into the wall of the dressing room; his torso was chiseled, the contour of his muscles shaping into a v near his pelvis, almost as if they were a sign from god for y/n’s eyes to point to his carefully trimmed pubic hair, which failed to hide the base of his thich, uncut cock.

Y/n hadn’t even looked at the caption, so when she finally managed to strip her eyes away from his holy figure, she grinned at the words, “Imagination - life is your creation, Doll.”

A fucking Barbie reference, and she dropped the ball? Y/n scrolled to drown her distraught, searching for a video she could watch.

A notification popped on the page: Robin Hood started a livestream. Click to join. Y/n scrambled to find her dreaded wired headphones, shoving the plug into the jack on the side of the laptop. She then clicked on the notification, instantly refreshing the screen to bring her to a livestream starring the man she had just joked with about Transylvanian vampire genitalia.

The irony. “This is unreal.” y/n muttered to herself as she stared at the tall man sat back on his bed - different than his usual post in his computer seat - as he flicked open a cap of lube, applying it to his hand before he spread it on his erection. He exhaled as he did so, toned chest rising as his fingers moved along his sensitive flesh.

“Fuck, this feels good.” Jason moaned, hips bucking into his hand as his eyes remained closed. Y/n rubbed her thighs together at the sight. “I’m already so close. I wanna come so bad.”

Y/n let out a low moan deep in her throat, mouth watering at the filth transmitted through her earbuds. She watched as Jason’s hand moved from the base of his cock to its head, his wrist twisting. He searched for a speed, but was indecisive with the way his hips shot up sharply, thrusting into his hand. The wet skin sound filling y/n’s earbuds was fucking dirty, and she knew she had to shower right after finishing the livestream - she wanted to see him come, hear the euphoric, obscene noises leaving his mouth.

“Fuck” Jason grunted, holding his cock with one hand, and the other roaming his torso and thighs. “Oh, shit, you feel amazing.” his words were so intent, sincere, as if he imagined someone actually riding his cock - or it was y/n who was projecting her desires onto him, wishing she could straddle his lap and be the source of his pleasure, bouncing on his dick until she milked him dry.

“Oh,” Jason barely pushed through gritted teeth, “Keep going, y/n” he whispered, brows furrowing. Y/n stopped and blinked at the screen, doubting what her senses told her she heard. “Please, please, y/n…” he said it again, this time in a plea that sent y/n’s mind reeling into another dimension as she wanted to touch herself, but wanted, more than anything, to drive Jason over the edge.

His breaths fell staggered, jerking at his cock hard as his bottom lip trembled. “God, I wanna come. Your pussy is so good,” he admitted, eyes screwed shut, “so fucking good.” his speed became erratic, frantically searching for God in a moment’s release, and y/n was right there with him, her panties soaked from the heavenly torturous sight in front of her. She wanted to tell him to come, tell him how good he feels driving his cock into her, continuously, and how badly she wanted to sit on his pretty face until she screamed.

“Shit! Oh, fuck, god.” Jason exclaimed, profanities slipping him like a ghost leaving his vessel as spurts of cum erupted from his cock, body stilling. He thrusted into his hand once more before finally relaxing, catching his breath in a laugh.

He looked down at the mess of cum he made on his pelvic bone and torso, a splash landing all the way to his neck, and he shook his head. “Wow. Hadn’t had that much in a long time. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. See you later.” Jason smirked, propping himself on his elbows and biting his lip before the livestream ended.

Y/n sat in front of the computer screen with glossy eyes. She was his spank bank. She was. The reality set in, and it finally clicked.

But before she could allow herself to feel relief, free from the shackles of rejection in which she imprisoned herself, y/n quickly moved to her feet and grabbed her phone from the other side of the room to check the notification she dismissed earlier:

Jason. Hey, I hope I wasn’t too rude, but I don’t want to pursue any- (½) Y/n opened the message, careless of the read receipt that would be sent to him. -anything sexual, since that’s my job, and I’ve been used before. I hope that doesn’t ruin anything with you, because I do think you’re special, but I understand if it does. I’m here if you want a second date.

Y/n skimmed over the text, and reread it to check if her senses failed her once more. I hope that doesn’t ruin anything with you, she repeated. I do think you’re special. Y/n smiled widely as she opened up the keyboard to reply:

I thought I was too much. Usually am.

She rested her back against the wall, waiting for a response. Already, it shown as read, and the bubbles appeared at the bottom of their chat.

It’s not your fault, I should have clarified from the start. Are you free this weekend?

Y/n felt the melting of the glacier in her chest, and the cooling of the heat between her legs. She gathered her thoughts for a response:

I think I am on Sunday.

Jason’s reply was instantaneous, and y/n was thankful games were off the table for them.

Meet me at the Gotham library?

Y/n smiled. Fuck yeah.

It’s a date. Jason replied, the three words launching y/n into orbit.

So much of an orbit that she hadn’t proofread her response. Btw, saw your livestream.

Y/n regretted it instantly, eyes blown wide and apprehension rising in her.

The bubbles came up on the phone screen before disappearing, then reappearing again. Y/n cursed to herself as she waited. Finally: Good. You looked absolutely stunning at breakfast. Wanted to eat you instead of the omelet.

Maybe y/n could get used to this, after all.

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aphroditelovesu · 6 months

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⤷✿.｡Since you voted yes to commissions, so here we are. I was a little unsure about the price, so I researched and tried to make it as fair as possible. I hope you agree with this! ❤️

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What I would write

I write for any gender, both character and Reader/OC, be it female, male, neutral transsexual. Any.

Yandere!Character x Reader, Yandere!Reader x Yandere!Character, Yandere!OC x Reader and Yandere!OC X OC.

Dark!Au, Gore, Disorders, Smut/NSFW, explicit language, soft!yandere, alternative AU, Horror, Age gap (depends on how much).

Romantic, platonic and general Yanderes, as well as more specific themes; example: yandere x depressive!reader.

Stockholm syndrome.

Pregnancy, childbirth and death in childbirth.

Non-Con, Dub-Con, BDSM.

Fluff; non-yandere.

Monsterfucking, specific kinks.

Angst.

What I DON'T write

Any kind of NSFW content with children, anything with children will just be platonic.

I don't write NSFW with characters that have a childish appearance or personality, just platonic.

I don't usually write ships because I consider it something personal, but I can do it if someone wants to.

Age play, scap.

Minor x Adult (only platonic).

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Headcanons

2,00 $/R$ 2,00 for 500 words;

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NSFW content adds an additional charge of $3,00/R$3,00.

Imagines, Scenarios, Reactions, Oneshots, Prompts

3,00 $/R$ 4,00 for 500 words;

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18,00 $/R$ 18,00 for 2000 words;

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NSFW content adds an additional charge of $5,00/R$6,00.

My list of current fandoms, but I can always add more:

Anime

Attack on Titan, Amensia, Death Note, Demon Slayer, Diabolik Lovers, Fruits Basket, Haikyuu!!, Hakuoki, Hunter x Hunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kamigami no Asobi, Naruto, Mirai Nikki, One Piece, Blood of Zeus.

Books

Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, A Song of Ice and Fire, Pegasus and The Flame of Olympus (series), IT., A Court of Thorns and Roses (ACOTAR), The Bridgertons, Twilight, The Lord of the Rings, The Cruel Prince: The Folk of the Air, The Bridgertons, Twilight.

Games

Genshin Impact, Detroit Become Human, Mystic Messenger, Time Princess Dress Up (TP: characters), Yandere Simulator, My Candy Love (Amour Sucré), Arkyos Angel, A Plague Tale.

K-Pop

BTS, BLACKPINK, GOT7, EXO, BIGBANG, TWICE, AESPA, Stray Kids, ITZY, Hyuna and Dawn, Red Velvet, NCT, Monsta X, Taemin, Dreamcatcher, LE SSERAFIM, (G)I-DLE.

Series/TV Show

Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Outer Banks, Friends, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Euphoria, Reign, Bridgerton, The Flash, Supergirl, Outlander, American Horror Story, Wednesday, Riverdale, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, The Sandman, Lucifer, Winx Club, Ragnarok, The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power, Invisible City (Cidade Invisível), Shadow and Bone, Adventure Time, The Witcher, Rebelde MX (RBD), Heartstopper.

Movies

Disney Universe, Marvel Universe, DC Universe, Maze Runner, Halloween, Friday the 13th, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Transformers, How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, Ever After High, Monster High, Barbie Universe, Christmas Movies, Maze Runner, Avatar, Twilight, Star Wars.

K-Dramas

My Demon, Bussiness Proposal, Doom At Your Service, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha, Crash Landing on You, My Name, Mr Queen, King the Land.

Mythology

Greek, Egyptian, Norse Mythology and Brazilian Folklore.

Historical Characters

Alexander the Great, Cleopatra, Caesar Augustus, Julius Caesar and etc...

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luvdzu · 1 year

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of perilla leaves and shrimp

220513 - - - ♡ eun calls namjoon after watching bts' mbti lab and reminisces the time when namjoon complained about eun peeling shrimp for the members, forgetting that he doesn't eat seafood

a/n why are they so cute and for what?!?? i'm blushing it's not funny because i've been listening to indigo and birthday and sighsfkshdja also i just watched the album film and it gave me a lot of insights on namjoon, imiso excited for the both of them, since it'll be rocky for the next months 😬 sorry not sorry also didn't edit, i was rewatching and thought it was cute how namjoon was okay but when the context changed he was suddenly defensive, especially since he doesn't eat seafood hehehe

He didn't even know the video was uploaded, but exactly 30 minutes after Namjoon's phone rang. Namjoon didn't think less and accepted your phone call. It was normal.

It wasn't until Namjoon heard Eunseo's giggles behind the screen, automatically, his lips twitches in curiosity. "You seem to be having fun, did anything happen?"

As the screen loaded Namjoon greeted her with a bright smile as Eunseo turned the camera towards her face, "Is that why you were sulking on the way home?"

Namjoon raised his brows in confusion, his thoughts contemplating on last week's events if there are things he missed when you two were last together.

"I'm not catching the question love, is there something I did? If so, please tell me."

Namjoon stares at the screen in confusion, but not enough too worry as he sees Eunseo stifling her laughter.

"It's not what you did, it's what I did. Remember when we went out to eat dinner with the members and I peeled shrimp?"

As soon as Eunseo's words hit him, Namjoon became a blushing mess and began to hide his face in the pillows in front of him.

He could hear the sound of laughter making him feel giddy and nervous at the same time, as he slowly remembers the words he said in the debate.

Though most of his statements were edited out by the staff, as the members also reminded him as to what happened, which Eunseo doesn't have to know.

"The members reminded me as well..." Namjoon slowly lifted his head from the pillow, watching Eunseo laugh on his screen.

"I don't like perilla leaf but the shrimp was so funny, when you grumbled about me peeling the members shrimp."

Namjoon groaned underneath his breath, before smiling at the thought of his own actions. Deciding to be smug about it, Namjoon owned up to his feelings during the situation, something he couldn't do back then, from embarrassment.

"Yeah, I was jealous about it, and what?"

Eunseo's laughter ceased as she looked at Namjoon lovingly before smiling at him, "Joon... even though you don't eat shrimp?"

"Even when I don't eat shrimp... Moreso because I don't eat shrimp, it means you're peeling the shrimps for them!" Namjoon confessed the same words he told the members.

Taken aback, Eunseo slowly faced Namjoon and paused the video, curious about his response. "Is there something else you want to say love?"

Eunseo raised her brows as Namjoon shuffled in his seat before looking at her.

"You shouldn't peel their shrimps okay? I will peel them for you whenever we eat, though it would be a waste of shrimp since I'm bad at it, are you willing to let that go at least?"

The call started out as a joke to tease Namjoon yet here he is, professing a vow to peel Eunseo's shrimps everytime she eats them. Though it will be a waste of shrimp, Namjoon can learn.

"I don't know if I'm shocked or happy that you said that, I initially wanted to tease you but why would you make me fall over you again." This time it was Eunseo who hid her face away from the camera.

Namjoon could hear the faint voices of Eunseo's screams muffled by the pillows.

"You're so adorable." Namjoon whispered to himself.

"You can teach me how to peel shrimp, after ten months surely I'll become good at it, so don't peel shrimps anymore okay? I will do it for you, if you want I'll peel the shrimps for the members, I'll do it for you." Namjoon concluded, as he watches her glaring at him.

"I'm sure it'll take time, so why don't we start practicing now?" Eunseo replies, catching Namjoon off guard.

"Is this you way of asking me out on a date? Jung Eunseo, you've gotten so smooth at this, asking me on a date casually. But I agree, the faster I learn, by the next dinner the members have planned with us together, I may have learned a thing or two." Namjoon purses his lips in thought, thinking it's a great idea to start now.

"It's a date then! Why don't you order in various shrimp and I'll come over there and teach you." Eunseo stood up excitedly as she ran to her closet.

"I'll give you time to prepare love, see you later!" Namjoon spoke as he stood up, gathering to prepare for a spontaneous shrimp date.

"Make sure you order something for yourself, it would be unfair if only I get to eat the shrimp we'll peel. I love you." Eunseo pressed her lips into a kiss as she waved goodbye.

"I love you too. Please take care on your way here, don't use your phone when you're driving, love." Namjoon reminds her before ending the call simultaneously.

Standing alone in his own apartment, Namjoon smiles to himself, before sending a message to the group chat.

joon : reply whenever you're free, let's have dinner together 🥢

#red velvet 6th member #red velvet female member #red velvet female addition #red velvet female oc #female kpop addition #female kpop oc #kpop female addition #kpop female oc #kpop female member #female kpop member #rm x oc #namjoon x oc #bts x oc

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jalwoorideul · 2 years

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what if heaven went onto youngji’s show? how would it go?

No Prepare

synopsis: Heaven appears as a guest on Youngji's show

warning: alcohol consumption

a/n: I've actually had this idea for some time but i never got the chance to write it yet until now TT_TT

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Haneul was a bit nervous.

She'd always wanted to appear on Youngji's show since she was a fan of the young rapper

And now she was finally here

Her manager told her to drink responsibly (AS EVERYONE SHOULD)‼️

Heaven rang the doorbell, and from inside you could hear rumbling and a few scream and laughs.

When she was viewable through the screen door and from the inside Youngji said, "Why is she so pretty? Is this person even real?"

As soon as the door opens, the host was continuously bowing down to her to the point that she even touched the floor with her forehead — a gesture that Haneul imitated,while exchanging numerous numbers of "hello's".

"Wow you look really pretty" Haneul stated as she took off her shoes

To which Youngji reacted funnily by pretending to choke. "I woke up early just to put on make up today"

"Oh really?" She asked with an airy laugh. The young rapper then replied with, "Yes, I have to keep up with you" which made the girl group idol shy and laugh.

"Please have a seat!" The host stated while pointing to the chair. "I prepared chicken and soju and yogurt"

"Did you mix it yourself?" Haneul asked as she noticed the pitcher mixed with soju and yogurt drink. "Yes and I made sure to add more alcohol than yogurt"

Heaven brought scented candles as a house visit gift for Youngji

She brought a whole box because she didn't know what scent she would like. She also said they're enough for the whole stafe

"Unnie!" Youngji shouted and backed up pretending to cry.

"You didn't have to do this" She said while opening the box and and handed one each to the staff

Soon, Youngji sat across the table to start the program. "Wait, before we forget please introduce yourself"

"Hello, I'm Red Velvet's Heaven" She said to the camera. "Everyone, clap your hands!" Youngji instructed making the staff roar and clap along with her. The action made the idol shy which resulted in her hiding her face behind her hair.

The two toasted and drank a shot to commence the shoot

"How many bottles of soju can you drink?" Youngji asked as she poured one more drink for Haneul.

"The most I can take is 2 and a half, but I'm pretty much tipsy by the 2nd bottle"

"Does that make you the one with the highest tolerance?"

She shook her head and answered "I think Irene unnie has the highest alcohol tolerance. She can take up to 3 bottles before but she said that was when she used to drink frequently."

"Do you have any drinking habits?"

The red velvet member continued with, "This is a bit TMI, but you'll know that the alcohol is kicking in when I keep going back and forth to the bathroom" 😭

"Omo, please keep the chopsticks ready in case the bathroom door gets stuck again" Youngji told her staff.

(Wouldn't want to lock her out of the bathroom when she has to go) 😭

Then they asked Haneul if they could play her solo debut

She even thought her the choreography

They also did a tiktok together ✨

"WEEKEND COMEEESS I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT" Youngji screamed along

They began talking about Haneul's photoshoot for Victoria's Secret and what her parents and members think about it. They were taking shots and eating in between it.

"My parents awere so shocked when the photos were released. I told them I was doing a photoshoot but not for VS and when the photos came out they started spamming me about why I didn't tell them. But they weren't mad. I think I gave my dad a mini heart attack but they were fine with it"

"The members wouldn't stop shouting at the dorms. The girls and I took a look at it together because they know how nervous I was about how it will come out. I think Irene even talked about it on bubble"

Then they started playing a drinking game. Youngji brought out a card game, something she prepared for today.

It was called Buzzed 😬

Basically they pick a card and if that card corresponds to them, they take a shot.

Youngji pulled out a card

"The person next to you can ask you any question. They take a shot if they refuse to answer"

Haneul let out an evil laugh while thinking of a question 💀

"I'm scared" 🧍 Youngji whispered which made the staff and Youngji laugh

"Are you seeing anyone at the moment?"

Youngji let out a nervous laugh 😬 "Ha... haha.. ha" then she took a shot. "Omg who? you can whisper it to me"

Which was followed by, "What if I have none?"

"THEN WHY DID YOU TAKE A SHOT?" Heaven exclaimed with an amused smile.

"IT MADE ME NERVOUS. YOUR EVIL LAUGH WAS SCARY"

Then it was Haneul's turn to pick a card. It said to play Rock, Paper, Scissors, and the loser has to take a shot

Then they started doing that rock, paper, scissor technique where they cross their arms and fold it and they peek through the holes from their hands (I DON'T KNOW IF THAT MADE SENSE BUT I SEE THEM DO THESE A LOT 😭)

Youngji won. Heaven is pouting and she took a shot.

Then Youngji picked another card

"Everyone who is single, drink" 💀

Heaven smiled and placed her chin on her hand and her elbow on the table, watching Youngji take a shot.

"Unnie, you're enjoying this aren't you?"

"Yeah this is fun, let's do one more!" She said excitedly and picked another card.

It was already evident that she was getting excited and is getting a but tipsy 💀🧍

The card says: Take a dare from someone. If you don't do it, you take a shot

This time, it was Youngji who started evil laughing

"Post a picture of your eyebrow on IG, with no explanation"

AND SHE DID

Fans were very confused why Heaven posted a picture of her eyebrow on ber stories

"Heaven's eyebrow" trended for the day 🤠

The card picking went on until Heaven picked up one last card

"Who was the last person you texted and what did you say?"

Heaven knew all too well who she texted last.

"The last person I texted was Soonyoung."

Youngji probably misheard it because she asked "Joy?" whose real name was Sooyoung

"No. Soonyoung. Hoshi" She replied emphasizing his real name.

"OMO!" Youngji stood up and fanned her face. "Unnie! You’re both so cute, do you know that?"

Then she revealed her text.

"Soonyoung-ah, I'm going to film with Youngji now. I'll text you when I'm done"

Then the staff and Youngji started fangirling😩🤸🤸🤸

Then Youngji couldn't help but aks more questions. "If it's okay. And you can definitely not answer, but how did you started dating? Who asked who?"

"I asked him" She said confidently. With utter shock Youngji took a shot, and Heaven followed along

"How?" 😯😯😯😯

"We debuted not that far from each other. And our schedules overlapped a lot, so we often saw each other then we eventually became friends, and it just went on from there. And then after the Redmare tour I just asked him to eat out with me and he agreen and I told him from there"

"Both of you are huge stars though, what if you both get busy?"

"We just gotten used to it. We're both workaholics, but we always make it a rule to update each other even if the other one doesn't reply because we understand that we're both busy working, and that's fine with both of us. We still see each other on our days off"

Youngji was swooning over the two of them. After her interview with Soonyoung, she can't help but gush over how in love the two are.

By this time, Heaven was starting to get mkre tipsy and now she was asking to go to the restroom. "Unnie, you're getting drunk aren't you"

"Probably" She said while she went along to the bathroom

While Youngji was dancing and singing along to Feel my Rhythm as she waits for Heaven to come out and to fill the airtime, Heaven's phone (which she placed upright on the table), received a text message

When Heaven came back she noticed the text messaged she received. "Oh he replied back. Soonyoung's on a break"

"We should call him and we should test how much he knows you" Youngji said as a joke

Which Heaven took seriously 😭

"Hi bub" Heaven, along with Youngji and the staff heard Hoshi say across the line

Youngji was gasping for air all too possibly and now she had her mouth covered.

"I thought you were filming, are you done already?" The male continued

"No we're still filming actually, I'm sitting with Youngji right now"

Youngji: 😱😵🤠

"Oh really? Hi Youngji!" The male said enthusiastically

"She said I should call you and we can test how much you know me"

Youngji: "I didn't think she'd actually take it seriously"

And yes it was because Heaven was already a bit tipsy and is getting too excited

"Okay, what's the question?" Soonyoung asked.

Youngji was scrambling because she has no question ready at the moment because this was all too sudden and she was flustered which made the staff and Heaven laugh

"Okay....OKAY. But if you get this wrong, Heaven has to take a shot. But if you get it right, I have to take a shot"

ALL THE MORE FUN AND DRINKING I GUESS

The staff gave Heaven a piece of paper so she can write down her the correct before Hoshi mentions his answer

"What was Heaven's least favorite subject in school?"

Haneul quickly wrote her answer: Gym

She hates physical exercise.

"That's easy. Gym class"

Everyone was shocked excluding Haneul. They've talked about it before when they were still friends. But ut was the fact that Soonyoung remembered that little trivia about her which made Haneul giddy

Youngji didn't even hesitate to take another shot.

Then Hoshi had to practice again and then they hang up

(... they whispered i love you to each other and yes the camera caught that...)

Soon the program ended, with Haneul going back to the bathroom 2 more times and Youngji already a bit tipsy

"I don't want to go"

"No unnie you should"

"But I'm having a lot of fun though" She said while pouting

"Unnie you're really cute, but you really have to go"

Haneul definitely understands now why the guests don't want to leave this show so soon because they make it feel like it's so natural

"Please call her manager" Youngji said while fake crying

She couldn't wait to tell the girls and Hoshi aboute her visit

"Alright alright I'll get going. It was so nice talking to you" Then she gave the young host a hug which made her squeal with joy

She picked up her shoes and said her goodbyes

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