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havocskies · 3 months

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bro pls pls pls pls 🙏 do an NSFW alphabet with hobie ill do anything?!!!

HOBIE BROWN | NSFW ALPHABET

i am losing my self respect day by day.

anyway im also sorry for not posting ive been flirting w this dude for the past few days he is so cute but that will not stop me from writing for yg xoxo

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A = AFTERCARE

- hobie is an absolute GOD at aftercare n i wholeheartedly believe this. especially when he knows he can be a bit much at times, there’s never a time where he skips out on aftercare. i think he would like to just relax, cuddle, and talk for a bit after he cleans you up thoroughly. then probably get a little treat, but he always likes to make sure you actually had fun as well. he’d put all of his attention on you way before he started worrying about himself, you’re always his priority

B = BODY PART

- i think hobie doesn’t have a MAJOR preference for anything but he seems like a thigh kinda guy. doesn’t matter the gender or size, he’s a thigh enthusiast. not always in a nasty way, he also just thinks they’re comfortable and whatnot. wear anything that shows your thighs and he is all for it 🙌

C = CUM

- im sure hobie keeps up w his health and cares for it, so i don’t think he’d taste horrible. he’s considerate guys 😭 idk if he’d really have a preference for where he cums either. probably asks beforehand or just knows what you prefer but if you’ll let him he’ll switch it up for funsies

D = DIRTY SECRET

- hobie doesn’t really keep secrets much, and i don’t think he’d be doing anything vile enough to really have to keep secrets anyway 😭 he’s just a normal dude imo but thoughts wise ?? he’s definitely imagined some things he’s too scared to talk abt im sure (take that how u will)

E = EXPERIENCE

- im sorry ik yg see him as like a sex god manwhore but i cant see it 😞 he’s spiderman he’s a nerd and he’s goofy, like yes he’s hot but he definitely fumbles without knowing the opportunity was even there LMAOO but regardless i think his body count is VERY low if not even zero. that doesn’t mean he’s ignorant, though. he’s figured out enough to know what he’s doing and what to do, he’s considerate and never wants his partner to be left out of thought

F = FAVORITE POSITION

- i can’t really see him having a favorite position i think he would’ve had little to no opinions but the moment yg find one you specifically like a lot he LOVES it. loves anything that makes you react the most, he’s such a pleaser yg cannot convince me of anything different

G = GOOFY

- yg write him to be all serious n i dont like it 🙁 he’s hobie he’s gonna crack a few jokes, especially if he’s nervous or he sees you’re nervous and he wants you to relax. probably jokes about how he’ll try his best not to send you to the hospital or wtv (he is not that confident)

H = HAIR

- hobie probably isn’t always clean shaven so he believes you don’t have to be either. still he’d at least be trimmed just to make things easier and whatnot. just his preference, whatever you do w yours he could not care less. other than that i think if sony was allowed he’d have a happy trail but unfortunately sony are pussies (im kidding)

I = INTIMACY

- i think hobie would prefer intimacy over anything else. he’d see sex as less of a pleasure thing and more of something to be shared when you’re extremely close. i don’t think sex w him would ever be meaningless, he’s always trying to show how much he loves you

J = JACK OFF

- hobie’s probably just an average dude. doesn’t do it too much bc like ?? why would he when he has you. ofc, if you’re not up to it yea he’ll go somewhere or just deal with it, you’re never obligated in his eyes. i just think he’d prefer you over anything else

K = KINK

- he’s gotta be a little freaky. like i say a lot (im sorry) he does joke abt biting, so he probably has some small kinks but i doubt anything serious. maybe at the most a very minor corruption kink, but its only about introducing you to things if you’re entirely willing. something about knowing he’s the one introducing you to it makes him wanna do it more

L = LOCATION

- hobie doesn’t strike me as a very public kinda guy. like maybe on occasion, but it’d have to be somewhere he’s pretty sure yg won’t get caught. i do think he’d prefer in your or his own home though, makes it more intimate and less stressful. he would however joke about fucking near someone yg don’t like out of spite

M = MOTIVATION

- you’d probably have to be actively trying to get him going, sex is never really the first thing on his mind. ofc it can very well happen unintentionally. i think gestures, positions, anything that shows off something ALONG WITH the clear intent will make him realize. maybe. i still wholeheartedly believe he’s pretty oblivious most of the time, he can be wanting it but he won’t realize you’re trying to make him want it. he’s a little dumb bear with him. he also just doesn’t associate revealing clothing with you wanting sex, so you’ll have to find other ways to get him to realize you want him. anyway i think mostly anything that shows off your thighs will get his mind wandering. anything that shows off their shape or just shows them off in general

N = NO

- in no way ever will you get this dude to do cnc (consensual nonconsensual) he gets sometimes its a trauma response but yg also have to remember he’d have to be getting off by pretending to assault you and i just can’t see it. he couldn’t do it, he’d rather try and help you with that trauma in other ways

O = ORAL

- happy to give always 🙌 he sees it as no different than you giving. even so, i don’t think he’d ever ask you for head. he’d see it more as a bonus, not something that’s expected in a relationship. if you’re never comfortable giving or even receiving head he will not be losing sleep whatsoever

P = PACE

- probably likes to switch it up. while i do think most of the stuff he said in his intro were jokes (runway model, inconsistency, labels, etc) i do think he does like to switch things up. he doesn’t like being limited to one thing, he likes to explore a bit and keep you on your toes xoxo

Q = QUICKIE

- hobie doesn’t strike me as someone who cares much for quickies. he’d much rather take his time, show he actually loves you. if both of yg are REALLY struggling then yg are going home, end of story. if you were to suggest a quickie he’d be unsure but he’d be willing to try at least

R = RISK

- hobie’s big risk taker im sure, but sex is a lot different than everything else. it’s a lot deeper and meaningful, so he doesn’t want to risk upsetting you or causing problems. idk if he’d even wanna risk being caught bc that’s just an inconvenience to everyone else 🙁🙁 only if it’s inconveniencing someone neither of you like i suppose

S = STAMINA

- pretty good stamina. not crazy or anything, but he can definitely go for a while. i think he finishes fairly average time but he can go multiple rounds, yk ?? like i said not a sex god guys

T = TOYS

- im sure hobie isn’t against toys at all ☠️ kinda goes back to what i said w introducing you to things. he’ll definitely try anything (as long as it’s humane 😭) and really doesn’t have much shame. take that part how u will.

U = UNFAIR

- hobie definitely likes to tease, no doubt. not all the time ofc but he can be an asshole just for jokes. if you’re genuinely upset he’ll stop. plus i think edging and overstimulating would count as something that deserves to have a conversation over first, not everyone’s completely into that and he knows full well

V = VOLUME

- i don’t think he’d be loud. not a whimperer probably but definitely a groan kinda guy. he has no shame breathing and groaning in your ear if he’s really goin (with you ofc he is)

W = WILD CARD

- switch. i think by default he’s more dom leaning but if you take that position he won’t complain, he thinks it’s hot as hell. would probably let you do almost anything to him 😇

X = X-RAY

- he’s pretty tall guys, it’s not small that’s for sure. i think honestly he’d be around 6-8, anything above is just scary in my full opinion so that’s not what he has ummm. i do think he’d be pretty normal girth. and, ofc, if he is pierced he would’ve done it himself. a stranger handling and piercing your dick is not for the weak im sure

Y = YEARNING

- probably a pretty normal/average drive. he didn’t think much about sex before you so going without it isn’t a problem for him at all. i don’t think he’d be like horny 24/7 around you, most of the time he’s just happy to be around you

Z = Zzz

- like i said w aftercare hobie prefers to stay up with you and spend time. even if it’s late at night he will try his absolute best, he’s not sleeping until he’s sure you’re comfortable and completely cleaned up. unless you like emptied his balls or destroyed him or something, then aftercare is on you i guess 🤕

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autumn-hiraeth · 10 months

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Hi!! I saw some of your work and wanted to ask- is it possible for you to write a hobie x fem!reader based on "Fuck Away the Pain" by Divide the Day? Totally okay if you don't, it's just an idea I've had for a while and wanted to put it out there :>

Hi anon! ཐི♡ཋྀ. This is the most dirty thing I've written for Hobie. So hope this is what you wanted. Enjoy it! (?

Fuck the pain away!

Hobie brown x reader

NO MINORS PLS. NSFW

a/n: pls don't judge. This is me trying to write smut.

You can find more here “ Hobie's masterlist”

Hobie is fascinated when he sees you at the bar - wearing your little black dress- and just as you get his attention, he gets your attention. Because let's be honest, Hobie Brown has that effect on anyone.

So in no time at all you're on his lap, sleazing and teasing, asking for more glasses of whiskey while you tell him your shitty position.

"the man i love cheated on me, the worst part is he told me over a text message“

"i don't wanna feel how my heart is ripping so I'm drinking"

Hobie listens attentively to the context of your situation, his hand is gently holding yours giving you comfort.

" such a shitty thing he did" he mutters " he didn't deserve you luv, you deserve better" he tries to comfort you and you smile and Hobie thinks you look prettier when you smile. " you think so?" " course luv, you're a pretty lil thing" "fuck away the pain" you smile again and hobie can't help but kiss you, a daring move. "you can use me up if that's what you need Y/n.... Go ahead "

Hobie wastes no time taking you on his canal boat and soon he's helping you get over your jerk ex. You moan loudly as you sink into Hobie's hard cock all the way to the bottom, your eyes roll back enjoying the delicious stretch, you know he's big 'cause you gave him a handjob at the bar, but now that he's inside you you realize he's big. Bigger than you thought, he's filling you so well that you both believe you were made just for him.

His strong hands grip your hips and you grip his shoulders before you start riding him fast and hard 'cause he's letting you do what you want with him.

" just like that luv.. use me..." "Don't be ashamed to scream my name luv" "Tell me where it hurts, I'll make you feel good" His lips are on yours, kissing you like a hungry man, moving his hips against yours at a brutal pace. “ H—hobie... feels so good” “ please touch me“ “just like that Hobie” His hand is holding your waist tight while the other slides between their sweaty bodies until he reaches your swollen clit, you hide your face in the crook of his neck crying with pleasure.

" your pussy is swallowin' me so good Y/n" “ know you were made f'me ” “ cum on my cock, know you want” His dirty talk, the way he's fucking - kissing your cervix- and touching you is enough to make you cum all over his thick cock, but you still ride him. “ cum inside me Hobie” “ fill me up..” “ gimme your cum”

Soon Hobie is painting your walls with his warm seed, making you cum a second time, Hobie is whispering your name as you kiss his face and praise him the same way he did you. Making you feel so warm. Hobie sighs placing a soft kiss on the lips before saying " need to clean you up luv" you two know that that's only the beginning of the night.

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oharababe · 6 months

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why didn't you tell me; miguel o'hara

🕸️ premise: miguel notices that you’re not your usual self. it concerns him that the sunshine he knows you as is losing your light. he decides to get to the point of it and checks on you. 🕸️ tropes: tired sunshine reader, concern and strict miguel, light hurt/comfort 🕸️ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem. reader 🕸️ word count: 3,600 words

a/n; this piece is reposted from my old blog and originally was supposed to be in two parts. but i've decided to just combine them into one. this fic is a sign to make sure to include self-care in your routine! should have taken my own advice bc now my mental health is delincing. but i am slowly regaining my strength and forcing myself for self-care ♡

“Hey, do you think she’s alright?”

Miguel glares at the young variants of Spider-People from the holographic screen. As the leader of the society, he’s expected to oversee things. The multiverse and Spider-People are in the building and on missions. He sees Miles, Gwen, Hobie and Pavitr in the hallways. Miguel assumes they're going to his office to deliver their mission logs from the mission he gave them.

Miguel turns to look at the screen; there should be five of them coming back. He stares at the screen a little longer, red eyes hoping to glimpse a familiar figure. You are not with the young variants.

Pavitr mentions your name and adds, “Perhaps she’s feeling unwell today.”

“I don’t think I would use ‘unwell’ to describe her today,” Gwen says. “It’s more like she’s—”

“Angry?” Hobie guesses. “On edge? Like the way I would express my anger and hatred to the PMs and oppression of society?”

“Pretty much,” Gwen’s voice trails. “She seems more tired than she usually is. It’s not like her, you know?”

“Maybe we can get her something and check up on her after this.” Miles suggests.

This shouldn’t surprise Miguel; the mission he gave you wasn’t an easy one. He assigned you to lead the team this time, trusting your abilities and judgement. Outcomes of every mission you come back from bring him neutrally satisfied and at ease. You’re usually the one who updates him about the mission. Hiding nothing from him, even with things that someone in your assigned team has done will make his blood boil. You’re a person Miguel relies on and trusts a lot. He depends on you to keep the multiverse safe, and depending on your presence, to remind him of what he’s fighting for.

Hearing the young Spider-Heroes talk about your unusual behaviour keeps him attentive. He knows you. Well, everyone in the Alchemax building knows what you’re like. The bright and cheerful spider-heroine, your presence and energy, lightens the room. Everyone in the building would believe that you are a ray of sunshine in human form. Delightful to be around, and everyone comes to you because you give people some sort of comfort. You might as well be the Spider Society’s very own Spider-Sunshine.

Miguel slowly descended at his preferred pace. He knows that the youngsters are coming to see him, but you’re not. It troubles him and hides it by being inquisitive; “Lyla, what’s the status of her? Has she been injured during the mission?”

His holographic assistant appears next to him. “There hasn’t been a report of major injuries based on the mission’s footage.”

“Is she still in the building?”

“Yes, she is. In her room. She’s asked not to be disturbed.”

“Miguel!” A female voice echoes. Miguel withholds himself from sighing at being interrupted to ask his assistant more. “We’re back.”

“Reporting for duty!” Pavitr adds.

Miguel turns around to see the younger Spider-Men and Spider-Gwen. Though the platform has reached its lowest stop, he’s still towering over the four of them. Looking at Miles, Gwen, Hobie and Pavitr from above. “Mission report?”

“It’s all good, Miguel! We caught the anomaly as planned.”

“The clean-up team arrived on the scene and there were no casualties,” Gwen says. “Though I think I might have to check myself for a chiropractor.” She mumbles, and slowly rotates her right arm, touching her shoulder.

“Hmph.” Miguel’s eyes bore mindless. Seeing there’s no sight of you irks him a little. After a few seconds of silence, he glances at the four of them. “How is she?”

“She?” Miles’ voice echoes. His eyes widen in realisation, probably because he’s intimidated by the way Miguel is glaring. “She’s uh… she’s okay. She just needs to recharge herself after a hard mission.”

“Oh, and she said that she’ll send you the log missions,” Gwen says.

“Good,” his response is simple. The air goes quiet, thoughts in his mind running at the thought of seeing you. Though you didn’t say how she would report back to him about the mission given you’ve retrieved as soon as you got back. “Will she be coming soon in person?”

“Don’t know about that.” Hobi glances. “It seems that she wants to be alone for the day.”

Miguel lets out a dissatisfied hum. “Alright. You all may go now.”

The young spider-heroes variants take their exit and soon the room belongs to him alone.

He was hoping to see you after the mission. And, strangely, he hasn’t seen you in person for the day. The last communication he had with you was when he told you about putting you in charge of a mission to investigate and capture any anomalies in a different Earth multiverse. You sounded as fine as you normally are to him.

Miguel thinks back to the conversation earlier, about your unusual behaviour. A part of him feels that you are almost acting closed off. Withdrawal. He knows that feeling all too well. “Lyla, are you sure no one was hurt during the mission?”

Lyla gives him an apologetic look and shakes her head. “Nothing, boss-man. Or else the medical team would report it in their system logs.”

Suddenly there’s a look on her face; her eyes twinkling coyness as her smile widens into a grin. “Are you that worried about her, Miguel?”

Miguel grumbles and looks away, hoping that his assistant doesn’t see his face twisting in annoyance and somewhat flustered. Today doesn’t seem to be his day that goes according to plans. His mind finds himself back to you again for the nth time. He hates to admit it, but he is concerned about you. Especially when the youngsters said. He just hopes that it’s just your tiredness that could be the reason for it.

“If she hasn’t sent the mission logs by tomorrow, remind her again of it,” Miguel instructs. “And make today her day off. Make sure no one disturbs her until she’s ready.”

“Hey Miguel, Peter B. is on the call for you.”

Miguel didn’t bother to throw a glance at Lyla next to him. He is anticipating him to call him anyway. Peter is the team leader for the particular mission he was assigned to to save another dimension. “Put him through.”

Peter B’s hologram appears in front of him as Miguel keeps an eye on the surveillance. He can hear his friend’s voice without looking at him. “Hey, Miguel. The mission has gone well today. There’s a bit of damage control that needs to be sorted out, so could you call the Damage Control team?”

“What happened out there?” Miguel’s voice was stern. Even though he can see everything from the Spider Society, he wants to hear it himself from Peter Parker. He notices that a mishap happened that almost changed the canon event. Even though it didn't happen, Miguel couldn’t help but feel annoyance rising in him.

“Well,” he sees Peter touching the back of his neck. There’s hesitation in his expression as Peter glances at him once again. “We managed to dodge the bullet of what happened. You know, prevent the disruption of the canon events. But, Sunny has taken a bit too much at heart. I think she’s having a hard time, Miguel. It looks like she’s struggling.”

Miguel can’t help but raise a brow at him when Peter brings up your name. He tries to conceal the troubled expression on his face. Red eyes stare at Peter for an explanation. “What makes you say that?”

“Well, she’s not, you know, sunny. Not like herself.” Peter says.

Miguel is certain that this isn’t the first time he’s heard about you like that. He remembers the younger Spider-Heroes talking about you the way Peter is talking. About how you seem different. More withdrawn, and quiet, and he noticed that you weren’t as engaging as you usually are during missions.

“Alright, thanks, Peter. The Damage Control team will be with you shortly.”

Peter B. nods then his hologram disappears. Miguel looks back at the surveillance footage and watches you on the screen. Swinging from one place to another and throwing punches and kicks at the enemy. You’re a fighter and a well-trained one too. But he notices something different about the way you carry yourself in the fights. It’s swift, aggressive, and full of anger from the movements of your body. Miguel has never seen you fight like that before. You look unstoppable.

He needs to see you and have a word with you.

* * * * *

The mission you were given annoys you greatly.

Even though you and your teammates have captured another multiverse villain, you do not still feel well about it. You mess up on several things; the villain was close to escaping, a child who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time almost got killed on the crime scene, and you snapped at one of your Spider teammates over the littlest things. Which you rarely do and you don’t usually do .

But today you’re in all sorts of places and you hate it.

The portal opens up to a familiar environment of the Spider Society HQ on Earth-928. You’re the first one to walk out, followed by your teammates. The heavy silence and brooding air feel too thick and you feel that you’re part of the cause for it.

You walk into the headquarters intending to head towards a place that you’ve been frequently to the past few weeks. The training has become your haven to take out whatever you’re feeling. Except that with every punch, force, kick and flinging things around, you feel vexed—agitated and aggressive. And it’s been becoming more of that recently.

You punch the bag harder. Faster. Harder and faster until you let the aggression take over you as you hit the bag simultaneously. Gritting your teeth as you focus on nothing but the urge to hit something.

Bam, bam, bam! Why can’t you get your head in the game?

“Hey, girl!”

The bag hits you in the face and almost knocks you over. That snaps you from your torturing thoughts but you just want to be alone. You don’t bother looking at the person, recognising their voice. “Blowing off some steam?” Lyla says in a fun and playful tone.

“What do you need, Lyla?” You ask, breathing shallowly. Your head spins a little – it’s been like that for a while – but you ignore the feeling. Thinking about what to beat up next.

“Miguel wants to see you. He’s in the surveillance room.”

You freeze when Lyla tells you that; he’s the last person you want to see right now. A gut feeling tells you that you know what this is all about and it doesn’t make it any better. You know you can’t avoid this especially if Miguel wants to see you. The week is getting worse for you.

“Tell him that I’ll be there in thirty minutes.” You say, needing to take a shower and freshen up for another dreadful day for you. You glance at the holographic assistant. “How is he feeling today?”

“The usual– grumpy and serious.” Lyla nods. “Make haste then.”

You let the cold water run down your skin and body. The time you spend in the shower did help you a little to mentally prepare yourself. When you’re done, you make your way to the surveillance room, where Miguel usually copes himself. The room starts dark but soon there are orange and red fluorescent lights emitting from the screen as you walk deeper into the room.

Miguel has his back on you. His muscular, broad shoulders are the first thing you catch sight of as you enter his territory. You can never read Miguel and right this moment, you wish that you could.

“Sunny.”

You stay still, hearing your name being called out. Miguel’s voice booms in the large room. “What happened? A disruption of canon almost happened.”

“I–” You begin, but nothing comes out of your mouth. You’re not sure how to explain yourself to him as you think back to what happened during the mission. Deep down, you know that you lost focus back there and nearly jeopardised the mission. And potentially the livelihood of others. “I’m sorry.” You lower your gaze, your voice like a whisper.

“Don’t make the same mistake next time,” Miguel stearns. His red gaze feels sharp on your skin. His tone doesn’t help either and adds fuel to your unsettling emotions.

“It won’t.” You glare at him. A tone of determination and subtle displeasure that you can’t help but feel. And yet, you have to keep your emotions in check or else you will be questioned. You feel yourself on thin ice with Miguel at this moment.

The Spider-Man leader narrows his eyes down at you. You don’t look at him just yet but you can tell that he’s looking at you. Gawking at your body language. “Is there a problem?” Miguel asks.

“It’s nothing.” You say once again. This time you look at him in the eye with a solemn stare. Hoping that he wouldn’t press on further. You just want to be left alone at this point and one of your hands starts to tremble slightly. With another beat of silence, you force yourself to speak up more, this time hoping that it would sound convincing. “I’ll do better next time.”

Miguel could only look at you before he turned away. His back is facing you. “You can leave. And I want you to send over your report of what happened.”

You didn’t say anything more, only giving him a nod. And you leave the room feeling even worse than before with a pounding headache and palpating heart.

* * * * *

Your behaviour certainly sets him off.

Miguel couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation he had with you earlier. Something is off with you. He thinks about what Peter B. had said to him earlier and he’s starting to see what the man means. His thoughts dwell further back to a week ago when the young Spider-Heroes also talked about their concerns about you. He can see that something is bothering you and that it’s affecting your job.

But Miguel knows that it’s better not to ask until he gathers more information on why you could be acting this way.

After spending a couple more hours in the surveillance room, Miguel decides to grab something to eat. He usually doesn’t go to the cafeteria when it is busy and packed. But today, he’s particularly in the mood to move around. And he can feel himself getting hungry for empanadas (he’s told that he gets hangry when he doesn't eat something).

Miguel makes his way to the headquarters’ cafeteria, walking along the corridor. From a distance, he can hear the crowd of Spider-Heroes socialising. A couple of them notices him and greets Miguel as he joins the queue to be served. He waits in the line as he minds his own business in mental peace as much as possible. But that’s when he hears a commotion nearby and Miguel turns to look at the scene happening in front of him.

“Goodness, darling!” Jess frowns. She says your name softly and holds your arms. Her voice laced with worry, “I think you’re having a burnout.”

Miguel goes still. His red eyes gaze at you from afar, looking at your reaction closely. There is fatigue on your face and your eyes don’t shine like they used to. Your shallow breaths and they sound deep and heavy. His eyes stay on you. Miguel watches as she holds onto your arms to help keep you steady.

You exhale a sigh, brows furrowed a bit. He can see how you’re trying to brush off the worry. “I’m fine. Just didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Make sure you get a proper rest,” Jess tells you. “Take a day off for today.”

You let yourself go from her grip and only nod. But Miguel knows that you would do the opposite of the suggestion. He’s been there before, especially when he first started out learning about the dire consequences of the Multiverse. He knows the signs of burnout too well and you are certainly demonstrating it. Miguel curses under his breath for not picking up the signs of your struggle– of your burnout when he spoke to you earlier. It was right there in front of him and it went under his radar.

He watches you leave the cafeteria once the other Spider-Heroes have decided to move on with themselves. You blend in the crowd before disappearing out of sight. His eyes met Jess Drew who was looking at him with a sympathetic expression when their eyes met. You’ve kept quiet about your feelings or whatever you’re going through from everyone. It seems that you don’t wish to talk about it– the dismissive attitude and withdrawn answers. He knows what Jess is trying to tell him.

Miguel nods in agreement. And he leaves the cafeteria, trailing behind you. He follows you back to your universe when he sets the coordinates to your Earth. A part of him tells him that what he’s doing is out of line. But he tells himself that it’s fine; he’s only doing this to look out for you. That’s what a leader is supposed to do— to check on their subordinates, even though you’re more than that to him. But that’s not the point.

Miguel continues to stay on his trail behind you. He sees that you’ve gone inside a red-bricked building. He swings himself up to the roof of the building, watching you through the glass roof. There’s no one in the building but you and Miguel spot you walking towards the ringer in the centre of the room. The banging sound of a bag being punched by you echoes in the space. He notices how you seem to take off steam by letting out your physical aggression since this is your second time in the gym. Your punches become faster, so frequent that they ring in his ears a little.

Miguel sneaks into the building through an open window. You’re still focused on your punches and kicks but knowing that you have spider senses, you must have noticed his presence by now. He sees you break a sweat from the combat exercise as Miguel approaches the boxing ring. He lets you continue throwing punches until you come to a stop and catch your breath. Miguel studies your expression and body language. “Why didn’t you tell me that you were struggling?”

You stay silent, seemingly lost in your thoughts. Your tone sounds soft and vulnerable, almost hesitant too. But it’s still loud enough for him to hear. “I didn't want it to determine my worth. Or to have it determine my future. If people knew, it would seem as if I'm holding everyone back.”

Miguel can see in your eyes that you’re pushing yourself despite the neutral facade you put on. The daze looks with the ambitious, strong and tough facade in your eyes. It’s familiar to him because he is like that too.“I would be a liability to the team.”

He studies your face a little longer, the signs of fatigue and shallow breathing are apparent. You’re even fighting against yourself to keep your eyes open. Scrunching your face as you pinch the bridge of your nose whilst softly panting for air. Shaking off the fatigue, the brain fog.

“Mariposa tonta.” Miguel sighs. “You’re not a liability to the team. You never were one.”

You sit on the ground and lean back against the ropes of the ring area. You’re too tired to pretend, too tired to put on a mask that you’re not okay. Your mind spirals in thoughts of self-loathing at how pathetic you look in front of Miguel. You try to hide your face from Miguel by looking down, not wanting him to see your current state. You feel pathetic in front of him.

“Lyla, put my alerts to ‘do not disturb mode’ unless it’s a live emergency of the multiverse,” Miguel says.

“Roger that,” Lyla responded. Her physical form materialises nearby with a worried look on her face. “Should I call for the medical team as well?”

“No need, I'll take it from here.”

You push yourself up to stand on your feet the second a shadow towers towards you. Your head may be spinning but you still have the capacity and energy to muster whatever thoughts you have. “I don't need help, Miguel.”

The harsh, cold tone that you jab doesn’t phase him. Knowing that it only comes in a place of stress and guarding your feelings. Miguel remains patient with you, putting on a neutral yet there’s a subtle empathy in his red eyes. “You may think that you don’t need the help, but I want to.”

You see Miguel holds out his hand in front of you. The mask on him is gone and his red eyes are staring down at you. “Take it one day at a time.”

His words bring a sense of solace that warms up your heart. You finally take his hand – taking on his offer – your fingers and his interlaced together. You stand up on your feet as Miguel pulls you up, neither of the both of you letting go.

“Thank you.” You whisper. “For not judging me. Or pushing aside my feelings. ”

“I’ll take care of you, whether you like it or not.” Miguel tells you in a stern tone. But there’s a hint of soft affection in his words. “I promise.”

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sweetiewrites · 7 months

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𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙘'𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙚

𝙎𝙔𝙉𝙊𝙋𝙎𝙄𝙎: the sfw abc's of hobie!

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: mostly just fluff !!! gender neutral reader !!!

𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: i just decided to answer all of them because uhm uhh i got a lot of asks for them and i dont feel like answering them individually (´ ε ` )♡

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) hobie is a super affectionate partner. if you two are together he usually wants to have some kind hand on you or arm around you; kisses are literally his weakness. he also shows affection through acts of service so expect him to do literally anything and everything for you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?) hobie is a great best friend. he's one of the types that says they'll do anything for you and genuinely means it. he would do just about anything for his friends and most of his friendships start because he's at shows causing trouble.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?) oh my goodness hobie is a cuddle monster. he loves cuddling and any time you ask him to cuddle he will happily do so. also he isn't really picky on how you two cuddle, big spoon, little spoon; just touch him please.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?) being a spider person (and a punk star) hobie will never really properly settle down. the closes he gets is more falling into a comfortable routine (and even that's difficult). hobie cooks decently well. it's not the best food you've ever had but he definitely tries. cleaning for him kinda falls off the way side just because he can be pretty busy with life.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?) honest and open conversation. hobie would sit them down and have a conversation with them about it. above all else he appreciates genuineness so there wouldn't be any built up resentment, or miscommunication or anything like that. for a break up it's very not dramatic on his part.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?) hobie feels like marriage isn't needed when you're committed to someone already. he's ready to commit with you, but the only reason he would really want to get married is for tax benefits.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?) despite popular opinion (and appearance); hobie is actually a big gentle giant. physically whenever he holds you it's always very sweet and soft and emotionally he's very in touch with other peoples feelings. unless he doesn't like you then he's pretty soft and sweet.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?) hobie is the best hugger alive. i don't care what anyone says. he gives the best hugs and they're so gentle yet so reassuring. hobie doesn't usually hug his friends it's usually reserved for you (partner) so whenever you want a hug or he's feeling particularly touch starved he's hugging you so much.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?) it takes him a very long time to say it. he has a lot of conflicting feelings on that word and most of his affection is non verbal. so when he finally does say i love you then it's an event that should be celebrated.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?) ehh... hobie is not the jealous type despite popular belief. he's very confident that if someone is flirting with you then you'll tell them to fuck off and he doesn't really compare himself to people.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) amazing. hobie's kisses are just amazing. each one is filled with passion even if it's just a little peck. his lips are nice and full and that lip ring is perfect. hobie's favourite place to kiss you (besides your lips) would be your neck, he's always planting kisses on your neck. his favourite place to be smooched is his knuckles.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?) we've all seen it. he's great with children. the best uncle/god parent.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?) hobie is not a morning person in the slightest. most of his mornings are spent holding you and listening to the radio (if you have a phone he's watching youtube). he isn't even that interested in breakfast, his appetite doesn't pick up till later in the day around lunch time. morning's are especially lazy.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?) on the other hand, hobie is a night person. if he isn't being spider man than he's usually exploring the city, going to show, putting on shows, making music or working on his own projects on the houseboat. hobie is most active during the night so hopefully you'll stay up with him or at the very least you'll snuggle up to him in the night.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?) hobie drops pieces of lore about himself very randomly. he's not an open book in the slightest so he'll know everything about you long before you know things about him. the key is don't rush him to open up, ask questions if you're interested, and pay attention to what he does say.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?) he doesn't get angry easily at all. there are very few things that will make him angry. usually when he's upset it's because of grander things like the government or society, not usually at individual people. he's a very patient man.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?) hobie remembers everything about you, literally every little detail. he can be quite forgetful, but when it comes to you it sticks to his head like glue.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?) the first time you spent the night on his houseboat. he still remembers you snuggled up to him, your arms latched around his body. he remembers it so vividly because he's never had someone spend the night in his bed before (gwen tried and she promptly got kicked to the couch), but you just fit so naturally into his life that he had no problems sleeping with you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?) if you're a spider person he isn't too protective but if you're not then he's kinda always on edge around you. hobie attracts trouble and he's well aware of that so he's kinda always ready to fight for you if need be. and hobie doesn't need to be protected but he does feel appreciated when you get a little over protective; it's cute and he feels special.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?) SO MUCH EFFORT. my god, sometimes his date plans are chill but usually since he doesn't want to spend too much money he's doing everything from scratch and he's making the things that need to be made on his own. even if it's just a picnic he's doing his absolute best to make everything absolutely perfect.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?) there are so many. hobie always forgets to do dishes, not to the point where it'll create mold or maggots but he just doesn't remember. if there's a partner that will clean while he cooks or vice versa than it'll balance out.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?) not too vain. he cares about his appearance to the capacity of he wants to look good for himself. his piercings, clothing style, hair, all of it is for himself. also he knows he looks hot.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?) no not necessarily. hobie doesn't believe in people completing each other, you should be whole enough to stand on your own. that isn't to say he wouldn't be incredibly depressed if something happened to you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.) hobie is so queer coded to me. he chooses not to label himself (obviously), but he would date anyone regardless of gender or sex as long as your morals align.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?) a partner that expects him to change who he is as a person or change his morals, don't try to pressure him into being someone he's not. also loyalty, if you're disloyal that's a huge ick.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?) his sleeping schedule is erratic, but when he's gotten into a rhythm he stays up late and he wakes up late. he likes to hold things when he's sleeping even before he met you so he may have a stuffed animal or two. even though you're not supposed to he loves eating a big meal before he sleeps.

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Chapter 21

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: none!

Words: 3390

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„And what about Barbie? The movie came out not too long ago; have you seen it yet?” Yuki asked, his voice airy and happy.

The short boy held tight on to Moonsik's hand, pulling the older beta after himself. He could already smell the comfort the Omega Store brought him.

„No, not yet, have you?” You asked, looking up at him. He shook his head. „No, I haven't. We were supposed to go with the pack, but we had been quite busy, so it didn't work out yet."

You could hear just the slightest disappointment in his voice, but it didn't take too long for him to brighten up.

„We will go soon; don't worry, baby.” Moonsik spoke calmly, ruffling up the already messy hair Yuki had.

And so, you all entered the store, where many high-quality beddings of all different sizes and patterns were neatly stocked on the tall shelves.

The omega led the way right away, pulling his mate along and mumbling something about the new silk line of sheets. While their pack certainly wasn't poor; the beta realised well that they still had to keep up with a budget set earlier, but there was no harm in looking around.

He would make sure to keep their own omega in check, though, making sure he wouldn't go overboard with things. Of course he would let him get new things for his nest; who was he to say no?

„Princess, where would you like to go first?” You looked back at the alpha, his smile soft. He couldn't help but coo to himself at you; you looked precious.

You really were, though, for them anyway.

Taking a few short steps towards you, Jimin's soft hands went around your cheeks, gently giggling at how squishy and soft they were. You were adorable.

„How about we look at the blankets first?” Pulling you from his younger packmate, Hobi took your hand in his, your other palm still in the packalpha's.

Leading you towards the large quilt, duvet, and blanket section, there were much too many to choose from. Ranging from all different sizes and prints, there were cheaper ones and also more pricey ones from the more luxurious line, which the alphas were quite interested in.

Looking over at the tall, folded fabrics first, you couldn't help but brush your fingers over a brown and white wool throw. It had a few threads cut neatly at the end, reminding you of pretty scarves.

„Come here, look at this one bunbun! It's so soft; here, baby, touch it!” The youngest alpha gasped out, picking up the carefully folded item before he skipped over to the three of you.

Setting your hands free, you gingerly ran your palm over the clean white duvet; the fabric was truly soft and nice to touch. Squeezing it softly, you could tell it was filled with feathers, therefore it would be expensive.

You hummed gently, nodding to Jungkook. It certainly was soft; that was true. Beaming at you, the alpha happily placed it back before he selected a much bigger size in a plastic, scent-free packaging.

Your eyes widened a little bit, not realising that Jungkook would just like that decide to take something to buy, solemnly based on your small smile and nod.

„What-? N-no, you ca-can't just-” You whispered out, shocked to your core. You noticed the price tag; it was over a million ₩ for god's sake! That was way too much on a simple duvet, plus you already had one too!

The man turned to you after placing the package into a cart pushed by Yoongi. „What do you mean, honeybun? Don't you want to have your own little nest?” He walked back over to you, bending to look closer at your face.

His eyes seemed so big and sweet, pulling at your heart strings. You suddenly felt shy, looking away.

„...I don't ne-nest, oppa." You whined out, having the packmate's closest by turning to look at you, hearing your soft distress. Pulling you to himself quickly, Jungkook lightly rubbed your back, scenting you a bit.

„I know sweet bunny, I know. But I think you should maybe try a little; you're such a good girl for alphas aren't you? When was the last time you did?” He asked, being mindful not to be too loud.

There weren't that many people in the store, but still, they wanted to avoid any commotion if possible. You looked away again, Hobi's fingers gently running through your hair to calm you down further.

„I don't know...” You whispered out, truly not sure. It was quite a long time, for sure. You had definitely brought some nesting materials for your grandfather's funeral, but since they carried a lot of your family's scents, you must have stopped using them soon after.

You heard Hoseok sigh out a bit. They weren't angry or disappointed at you; they would never, but still, it wasn't too healthy, worrying them to their very core.

While nesting was a quite usual act for omega's to do, it also always placed them in a very vulnerable position. A nest was only to be touched and entered after the omega's approval, and until then it was a forbidden fruit.

Not everyone understood that well, and a lot of them could end up scarred and too worried to build a nest for the rest of their lives.

It was a very important thing to do so, not just a silly tradition to use for heats and ruts. It ran in the people's blood, provided a safe spot for the pack's future pups if possible, and was therefore the most guarded spot of all pack houses.

Not only did it hold their littlest babies, it would much more likely hold their precious omega, which needed to be protected and guarded at all times.

And if not built from time to time on natural instincts, it could only mean that the person would end up more stressed and worried over time, leading to possible health issues.

Now that the pack has started the courting process with you, they have realised that it would be a rather good idea to get a separate room with the solemn purpose of a nest, hopefully made by you.

And so, as they were preparing to start the den, the other guest room they had would soon be transformed into one. They would still need to buy quite a few things, and so this stop at the store was a helpful start.

They might not get everything right away, but it would be a good thing to look around for now. And to especially take note of the things you like and what isn't up your alley.

„It's okay, peaches. You can always try again, hm? Alphas will always keep you safe, baby; don't worry.” Jin smiled softly at you, also pulling you to his chest for a beat or two.

„...Thank you, oppa." You mumbled out, your cheek squished up against his body. He chuckled softly at you, gently petting your hair before he pulled away.

„How about we take a look at the bed posts?” You nodded gratefully, gladly letting the alpha pull you after himself, a few of them trailing after you.

The large open section was filled with beds of all different sizes and shapes. Showcasing the mattress options and the many duvets, pillows, and covers, it held many different types.

And so you all looked around for a few minutes, walking through the wooden posts and the metal ones too. You always wanted to have a very cosy room to nest in, but considering how cramped your apartment was, it never looked that way; the room was only messy.

You weren't too sure about what the packmates would be interested in having their den look like; there were many styles, and each pack had a much different one.

While some enjoyed the bright and light room and the colourful sheets with many patterns, others preferred having a more casual look with posters or mirrors hung up.

You didn't really get to see any proper dens in your life, but you always enjoyed the more sleepy-looking ones—dark, comfortable sheets that just made you sleepy looking at them.

„We haven't measured the room yet, but which one do you like the best?" The packalpha asked, bended over to be face-to-face with you. His warm palms were at the arms of your pink coat, gently running over the fabric comfortingly.

It was quite a big store with many scents, and while the facemasks helped with being overwhelmed, the alphas were still on a constant watch over you entering a sudden drop.

You looked back over the many options. You weren't too sure exactly what you liked the most. There were simpler solid wood ones with a bed base only, and then a few of the much more complicated-looking ones, with the four posters, those were definitely meant to feed into the more natural instincts of many omegas.

You also really liked the look of the platform bed frames; the mattress is simply placed over the step of wood. It looked sleek and timeless.

You shrugged your shoulders, having the alpha softly pull you to himself once again. He could tell you were overwhelmed by the many options, sighing gently.

„It's okay, sweetheart. Do you prefer the wooden or metal ones, pup? We can go from there. Alpha will help you baby.” He smiled softly at you, encouraging you to make a much simpler decision.

„...I think I like the w-wood better." You said, your chin resting over the alpha's collarbone. He smiled widely, his dimples showing. You couldn't see them, though, with the mask covering it all up.

„Good job, sweetie. And what shape do you like the best?” He continued encouraging you. There were quite a few styles of beds you could choose from, with the circular ones being more traditional.

You never truly liked those; you always felt like something was a bit too cramped, and it looked awkward in the room too, if not placed with the utmost detail.

„M-maybe the normal rectangular? I'm not sure." You said. You did not want to offend anyone. He might love the other styles, for all you know.

„It's okay, pup. Thank you for telling me, baby, Alpha is very proud of his good girl.” Namjoon said calmly, knuckles running over the skin of your cheek.

Soon after the packalpha led you around the rest of the store, a few pillows, duvets, bedsheets, and other small things like new towels and sleeping mists filled up the large cart.

You held onto Namjoon's hand tightly the whole time you visited the store, only occasionally letting go to touch a few of the comforting fabrics.

„Kitty, come look here. What do you think?” Yoongi called out gently at the very end of the long row while you and a few of the alphas lingered at the front, looking over the blankets on display.

You walked over quickly, curious to see what had the alpha call out for your attention. While Yoongi held the cart most of the shopping spree, he didn't make much move to have you touch everything he found nice, letting you look around yourself first.

Instead, he just plucked the things he thought you might like right in the cart, hoping you would like them just as much as he did. He might have been one of the most quiet ones the entire time there, but for sure was one of the alphas that chose the most things for you.

With you coming closer, his arm outstretched lightly, your hand taken in his own right away. He smiled a little to himself, hiding it cleverly behind his own facemask.

Infront of him was a tidy row of a few plushies. They weren't the regular stuffed animal type, cleverly designed especially for more clingy and touch starved omegas that might have some hard times from time to time.

Placed in a plastic sealed box with a one always unboxed for the customers to touch and take a closer look at, there were many colours and types of animals, like soft pink rabbits, bears with fun outfits on, elephants and puppies, foxes or even dragons of all sizes and colours.

You had only a few toys growing up, and soft animals you could sleep with were always your favourite. You didn't have any now, unfortunately, but these weren't just a simple toy to cuddle with, no, these held a much better purpose.

As it was quite unusual for omegas to work, it was normal for them to stay back at the packhouse most of the time. Typically, another packmate would stay to keep them company, mostly to calm the rest of the pack not present down from the constant worry.

But sometimes, it wasn't possible to stay with them and everyone was required for their own arrands.

While the pack would most likely try and come back home as soon as possible, not comfortable with leaving the omegas fully by themselves, it would be quite usually nerve wracking and usually scary for the weakest second genders.

A well scented pillow or a blanket could help, but not all materials held in the smell for long enough, not working greatly.

And so a few companies started making smaller pillows and stuffed animals, that carried a special patch of fabric that would be practically drenched in the packmembers scent and wouldn't let go of it for a long time.

The items would be sold quite frequently, more and more packs using them to help from creating any stressful situations for their little ones, making more stores sell such, a giant trend settling.

You never had a thing like this, there was really no use for it with you, but you heard about them a few years ago. You liked the idea of having one though.

„Hm baby? What about the cat, it's pretty cute...” the alpha mumbled, the black fluffy cat with pretty eyes, one yellow and one green and light pink ears looked adorable for sure. It had a white tip on its tail, and was pretty big too.

„Hyung, that's not a cat that's like... A panther or something, that's too scary. Look honey, they have such a cute rabbit, don't you want one? You are my baby bunny, and it also kinda looks like Kooky too, how about that one?”

The youngest alpha hopped over, taking the pink bunny in his arms, showing you. It looked quite fluffy, and had long floppy ears that were just as long as it torso. With the special fabric to be placed into its paw, it would surely be more than nice.

„I think the puppy is much cuter princess, don't listen to silly Kookie. Do you want this one my most precious?" Jimin asked, holding the larger dog in his hands.

It was grey and white, each limb and part of its body a different colour, with a big oval nose and large black eyes. The large ears only added to the cuteness; they were quite bigger than its own legs.

You smiled softly, patting the animal. It was very sweet, warming you up on the inside.

„But babycheeks, look at the tiger; it's so soft! And it's a snow tiger too; that means it's extra speci-”" Taehyung said, letting you run your fingers over the white stripey animal. It was very comfortable to touch, for sure.

„You guys, stop. Let her choose whatever she likes the most; which one is the best pup?” Namjoon asked, pulling you gently closer to himself.

To be truthful, he was eyeing the wolf plush on the higher shelf himself.

You looked over the many options, reaching for the one that caught your eye from the very beginning. You couldn't bring yourself to decide which one you liked better exactly; you were not sure of your decision.

Reaching for the lamb, you pulled out the plastic box, holding it close to yourself. Still looking over at the different-coloured one, Seokjin was quick to notice, taking it out for you too.

„You want both cubs? That's okay, they are adorable.” He was quick to calm you down, taking the box from your arms and placing it carefully at the very top of the cart.

And so, with those in, the alphas made sure to quickly praise your choice before you were all on your way to check out—the black lamb and the white lamb paid for first.

Taking them for you, you and Hobi stood near the check-out, looking over the two comfort companions the pack had decided to get for you.

”...the scent spot is then placed in the sown pocket; it's closed off with velcro so it won't fall out. There will instruction manual in the box too; don't worry.” The man said as he scanned the many items the alphas have chosen for you today.

„Okay, thank you very much.” The eldest alpha replied, thankful that the clerk could answer the few questions he had regarding the scent animal.

„No problem; you can always stop by and we will help with any issues.” The man answered, not really paying attention to what Jin was saying.

Thanking him softly, he paid, the few other alphas carrying the bigger bags. With Moonsik and Yuki already waiting for your group by the entrance, the beta carried a much smaller bag himself.

„It was so sweet to meet you!” Yuki said happily, glad to make a new friend—an omega at that.

You nodded yourself, smiling widely. You haven't made such a nice friend in a long time, and you were beaming with excitement.

„We have to go back home now, but we will go out together again, right?” You nodded happily, typing in the omega's number, and a few of the packmembers saved Moonsik's and Yuki's numbers too.

„Yes, I would love to!” You happily answered, linking your pinkie with his for a sealed promise. You wanted to hang out with the omega much more often; you two had already made a few plans for movies and shows you would like to watch together.

And so, soon, the pair waved you goodbye, walking off towards the main exit of the mall. „We still need to buy a few things, baby peaches; let's go see some other shops.” Jin said, smiling gently at you and linking your finger with his.

It didn't take too long before most of the men dispersed into a few different directions, making sure to say proper goodbyes to you and letting you know exactly where they would be.

With Jin, and Hobi having to go grocery shopping, Jungkook wanting to check out the game store, and a few other things too, Jimin and Taehyung went on towards the few clothing boutiques, sneakily checking your shoe size this morning, happy to buy you more clothes.

And so, Yoongi and Namjoon took a hand each, Namjoon carrying a bag from the bedding store himself. They both decided to take you around a few stores they liked the best.

The first stop was the book store. While it wasn't the biggest, the packalpha had already started planning a trip to the biggest in Seoul with you soon, it had a nice selection and therefore had the alpha hooked on checking it out.

It was well lit, with a few smaller sections upfront showcasing the new bestsellers and a larger proper row of many filled-up bookshelves in the back of the store.

„What type of books do you like the best?" He asked you, leaning towards you to hear you better. You liked to read; you always did, but with school hours, you didn't always have as much time for it as you hoped you would.

„Maybe the m-more psychological ones? With a deeper thought...” You whispered, looking up at the man. He smiled softly at you, his chin going over the top of your head in a calming motion.

„What a good choice, sweetheart. Alpha will go look for a few you might like; how 'bout that?” He asked, his thumb running over your knuckles.

You nodded shyly, smiling. Namjoon stood back up tall, patting your back gently before he went on through the book sections he had in mind. There were already a few good picks he remembered liking.

„Let's see what they have, hm, little kitty?”

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lilacsinjuly · 11 months

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needy [extra]

miguel o’hara x reader

summary:

an extra from my smut fic for miguel, if you’re not big on smut then this could be read on its own with only slight confusion.

you can read it here.

cw: aftercare, fluff, slightest ever bit of angst, regret, mentions of a wound. fem reader.

word count: 0.5k

likes, comments and reposts are deeply appreciated! <3 enjoy.

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Miguel came back from the bathroom with a warm towel as you lay there, breathless, on the bed. He placed the towel between your legs as he began to clean up, letting your energy return to you.

He looked up at you and smiled. He hadn’t felt such a sense of belonging in a very long time. It was the kind of feeling you think you can only have once, and as soon as it’s lost, it’s gone forever. Yet you gave him that lost feeling, helping him find himself in the process.

However, he felt his heart drop when he saw the bite marks on your neck. Fuck, he forgot about that.

He shook you awake, sick to his stomach about what he had done. you looked up at him groggily as he tried to smile. “Go to the bathroom, it'll be five minutes.”

He rushed to put his clothes on and head to the infirmary, grabbing some first aid supplies.

When he got back, he nervously crept back into his room, hoping you weren’t too mad at him.

When you noticed his lack of eye contact, you could immediately tell why. Partly due to the first aid supplies in his hand and the frown infected with guilt on his face.

You stood up, from where you sat on the bed. Since he’d been gone, you’d taken it upon yourself to put on one of his shirts (which was huge on you due to his size). Slowly, you made your way to where he stood, taking his face in the palm of your hands.

“Miguel. I told you to. I'm not mad at you, so you shouldn’t be mad either. It’s my job to help you.” you whispered, as gentle as ever and he felt his heart swarm with remorse at how he could hurt such a delicate woman.

He looked up at you, eyes plagued with guilt. Yet as he sat you down and kneeled next to you as he began to softly clean your wound, he began to feel nothing but a warm sensation at the thought of you offering your blood for him.

After he cleaned your wound and patched it up straight after, you both stared at each other intensely. “I guess I should go now.” you said, not bothering to hide the clear disappointment in your tone.

Oh. He thought. “Yeah... of course.”

She wants to leave?

You gathered your discarded clothes and put your bottoms back on slowly. Each and every one of your actions was swarmed with hesitation, as you deliberately slowed them down just to be able to spend longer in his presence.

He watched you intently, begging you silently to stay.

Your hand rested on the doorknob and you paused. Why hadn’t he stopped you or said anything? Dread filled you as you thought maybe it was a one time thing for him because, for you, this was something you’d never recover from and something you’d always need more of.

You needed him to say something.

“Please ask me to stay.” you asked him, voice wavering and hesitant.

His head snapped in your direction, and at first, you thought he was shocked that you’d even ask him that. But as he stalked up to you, scooping you in his arms and placing you on the bed, you felt relief wash over you completely.

“I need you to stay with me.” he whispered as he lay down next to you in the dark.

<333

the next morning:

miles: does miguel seem slightly less irritated today, or is it just me?

gwen: i think it’s just you.

miles: he nodded at me in the corridor.

gwen: oh fuck you might be right???

hobie’s the only one who puts two and two together and makes both ur lives hell <3

note: i knew there was a reason i took gcse spanish. gracias senora r for forcing me to ask to go the toilet in spanish all those times, it’s really got me far in life x

#fanfic #miguel o’hara x you #miguel x you #miguel x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara fluff #atsv x you #atsv x reader #atsv fluff

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dema-heart · 9 months

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Just a little reminder

Hobie x fem! reader

Sfw

Totally not a self-insert story

Use of pet names and innuendos

Mentions of a birthday because my birthday was August 6th, and I got my piercing right before it as a gift to myself!

Was inspired by the song below and my imagination running right after I got it♡

"Even when the sky comes falling

Even when the sun don't shine

I got faith in you and I

So put your pretty little hand in mine

Even when we're down to the wire, babe

Even when it's do or die

We could do it, baby,

simple and plain

'Cause this love is a sure thing"

"So" Hobie smirked, raising a hand to grab your jaw so he could get a look at the silver that looped your lip. "Went through with it did ya...looks good on you"

"yeah...does um...do you like it?" Your voice was shaky as your eyes shifted away, his gaze too intense for your insecure state of mind. The hand on your jaw squeezed lightly in warning, careful of the possible sorness it could bring to your lip.

"look at me, doll. So I can tell you how absolutely wicked and sexy that piercing looks on your lips" He said playfully, tone teasing but firm.

Your eyes shift back to his face, first making contact with his lips, then up his defined cheekbones,past his nose, and finally on his eyes. You gave a small laugh before wincing. "please don't make me laugh it hurts" you whined, smiling regardless of the pain. Hobie smiled, eyes locking with yours to make sure he had your attention.

"Now then, pretty girl... it looks amazing on ya. None of that bad mouthing my girl, yeah. Especially when her birthday is so close... and I can't even kiss away the bad thoughts" his smirk never fell but his words were soft bringing tears to your eyes that you tried to blink away nodding to the best of your ability with his grip on your jaw.

Sniffling, you looked up at him. "You can try? There's more than just mouth kisses, hobie...." You pleaded softly, looking up at him with teary eyes. Kisses sounded nice, but there was no way he could kiss your lips without hurting you.

His smirk widden as he got that mischievous sprakle in his eyes. "My my didn't think you'd ask to get freaky so cutely! If that's what you wanted...all you had to do was ask,luv." He chuckled as your face flushed.

"Not that,you perv! You know what I meant." You swatted at his chest playfully as he snickered. The smile on your face was worth the hit. As the sparkle in your eyes came back, tears fading.

"There she is," he smiled. The hand holding onto your jaw, gently turning it to place a kiss on your left cheek, then the right, next your nose, and finally your forehead.

"Love ya ,sweetheart...love your new look, loved your old one, love ya regardless of either, m'kay" He mumbled as he leaned down, dropping his hand from your jaw, to place them both on your waist instead as he leaned his forehead against yours looking into your eyes.

Your hands came to rest on his cheeks as you stared up at him, smiling softly. "I love you too..." You give a relaxed sigh the anxiety from earlier, fully leaving your system. "I'm sorry, i don't know what came over me... i just...Mm..nevermind... just... thank you for..." You mumbled cut off by hobie shaking his head against yours.

"Don't thank me for taking care of you,luv. It's what I'm here for. Making sure that big brain of yours doesn't run ya into a rabbit hole" He said before rubbing his nose against yours in an Eskimo kiss casuing your eyes to flutter closed as small giggles left you.

"Okay okay i get it!" You chuckle, heart swelling with affection. "Now get off so I can clean my piercing. Someone's had their hand on my face too long." You tease playfully, smiling softly before squealing as hobie picked you up, sitting you on the counter.

"I've got it for ya,doll" He grabs the saline and a q-tip as you nodded grabbing your phone to play some music. 'Sure thing' plays and you hum along as hobie cleans your piercing and tells you some tips about taking care of it. You nod along, falling further for him as he goes out of his way to be careful but thorough in cleaning it.

"There all done" He goes to move away and you wrap your legs around his waist, yanking him closer. He has to use his hands to catch himself placing them on either side of your hips. He looks at you bewildered as you move to place your arms around his neck.

You look into his eyes, blinking in false innocence. "You said earlier all I have to do is ask right...well i'm asking..." You give him a sweet seductive smile, hobie watched the sliver ring on your lip fall to the side and felt the way your hands tapped gently at the back of his neck.

"well aren't you feeling cheeky ,huh. Me taking care of ya tip you over the edge, or were you planning this from the start." He asked, smirking.

Hobie leaned in kissing the side of your lip before lifting you off the counter quickly, hands tucked under your thighs as he halled you off to the bedroom, practically running.

Your laughter filled the place as you squealed.

Kinda wanna do the nsfw part, but we'll see🤭

I did it!!! I got my lip pierced last Thursday😭. Thank you to @the-kr8tor and @hobieswifyy for the encouragement through your stories and kind words. (I totally read them twice for motivation before even stepping into the shop ;^;♡) Everyone should totally go read the stories(and all their other works)! If you haven't yet i have them rebloged on my page a lil lower)

Also, the pics are me! That's what my piercing looks like!

#atsv hobie #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie x you #hobie x reader #spiderpunk x y/n #hobie brown x fem!reader #rainbow's bookshelf #i totally wrote this as a self-insert #thank you so much for the support and encouragement!!!#i wish i had a hobie ;^;#Spotify

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chryblossomjjk · 1 year

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bts fic recommendations | 03.14.23

→ hi friends! this is a little segment i do every tuesday (reviewsday get it, aren’t i funny, pls tell me how funny i am) where i read and review two-three fics. as a content creator, i know how big of a role other creators play in your growth, therefore, i want to do my part in making sure everyone gets the recognition they deserve! so with that being said, please check out the amazing fics listed below. make sure to like, reblog, and leave feedback! ♡ #reviewsday #kikirecs

banana clip - @vvh0adie (jhs x jjk x reader | angst, fluff, smut)

summary: nature is great at putting you to sleep. but man-made objects are just as good at waking you up with annoyance. and they’re even better at messing with your senses overall. but nature also made the two most wonderful men who you get to call your boyfriends, and they know just how to comfort you.

for one, let me just say this graphic goes crazy eep!!!

also let me just say, you would write a mean fantasy fic bc the scene setting in the first segment is so good. YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT WORLD BUILDING?? YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT WORLD BUILDING???? YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT MAKING THE SETTING REFLECT THE CHARACTER??? THIS IS IT!!

also i think the representation in the fic is so fucking important like- to have the reader be queer, chubby, and neurodivergent and then depicting in detail the things that come along with it is really great!! especially bc so many young adults read fanfic and thats such a complex time where you're juggling different parts of your identity and how they coexist!! just seriously thank you for writing this!!

"His large hands make haste of grabbing as much of your ass as he possibly can and giving it a good squeeze, oil slick painted nails leaving crescent indentation on your melanated skin. The succulent pain causes a moan to escape your lips. You always knew how to break them down, but he could play too."

oof when i tell u i read this paragraph multiple fucking times bc YOU PICKED OIL SLICK NAIL HOBI I COULD DESTROY MY FUCKING ROOM RN LMAO

“Ah, fuck, it’s times like these when I remember how much of a slut you are.”

dom hobi rattles the fucking peanut in my skull bc i know for a fact that man is the kinkest dom sex freak out here PLS!!! and the mentions of kook throughout made everything incredibly hotter like uGh!! and then i really love when sweet aftercare n cleaning up is added into fanfic after a dommy moment :') <3 overall, this was the hottest shit ever pls fucking read this yall NOW I SAY NOW LMAO!!

paired & pierced - @yoon-kooks (jjk x reader | college au, smut, fluff)

summary: when your professor assigns a collaborative midterm project, you’re paired up with jeon jungkook, the quiet grumpy smartass who keeps to himself and doesn’t fuck with popular kids like you. if you can win him over, he might give you a taste of the tatted and pierced body he’s carefully tucked away beneath those oversized hoodies.

so as soon as i saw that pairing i knew i was a goner!! but babe, this fic made me discover kinks i didn't even know i had like erm?? CAWK TATTOO??? OF A SNAKE???

I HAVE A NEW FETISH LMAO!!! thats like one of the hottest visuals i've ever read in fanfic and it will plague my daydreams from here on out!

where does one find a friend like oc who hooks you up with men like JUNG HOSEOK ?? she is so real for that (one is incredibly lonely despite having friends and never gets checked on by those around her unless they need something which i feel like is so relatable to so many people like i can totally tell why so many readers were drawn to this fic)!! and tim can catch this knuckle sandwich bc FUCK HIM >:(

also the newborn joke made me audibly crack up like the bleak dry humor is fucking hilarious to me-

and i just love their dynamic? like the way you wrote their dialogue is just so natural, which seems simple on the outside but as fic writer i understand that writing believable dialogue is so INSANELY difficult like you literally have to be an a1 writer to nail it as good as you did in this fic!! the talent is screaming!! same goes for the smut!! it was so fucking hot and everything kook said had my coochie wet pls!! i just love the switch for apathetic to complete sex god uGh! i love u n this saur fucking much!!

nature cafe - @virgodolls (jjk x reader | s2l)

oh my goodness i love this so much! like when you told me you were a new writer on here i was already extremely excited, but after reading this, my excitement for your future works has doubled, TRIPLED! you are bringing something new and refreshing to the table! like don't get me wrong i looooveee smut (legit all i write is smut-) but slice of life content is kind of hard to find on this platform! so reading this was such a welcomed change and i loved it wholeheartedly!

you really have a knack for writing in the perspective of the character, which is not an easy thing to do AT ALL! ITS SO DIFFICULT! AND YOU EXECUTED IT SO FLAWLESSY HERE AND ITS ONLY YOUR FIRST FIC? PLS THE TALENT IS UNREAL!!

i also really loved this oc! as someone who is also v sensitive and easily overwhelmed, i didn't find her annoying at all, just incredibly endearing and relatable! THIS JUNGKOOK IS ALSO SUCH BOYFRIEND MATERIAL AND SO SWEET LIKE IM TRYING TO PICK HIM UP TOO UM??? anyways, thank you for sharing your writing! its definitely so scary at first but you did it and you should be v proud of yourself!! i am proud of you!!

#reviewsday #kikirecs #bts jungkook #bts hoseok #jeon jungkook #jung hoseok #bts hobi #jungkook smut #j hope #j hope x reader #jungkook x reader #hoseok smut #hoseok x reader #jungkook fanfic #hoseok fanfic #bts #bts smut #bts fanfic

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ysljoon · 2 years

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Base Line|Jung Hoseok x Reader

♡ This contains mature themes so please avoid if you’re not 18+

♡ Genre: Fluff, smut, established relationship, idol AU

♡ Warnings: mentions of drinking, handjobs, breast play, 69 (i got carried away whoops), unprotected sex, squirting, creampie, dirty talk

♡ Summary: You want to reward your boyfriend in the best way you can after his captivating performance at Lollapalooza

♡ Word Count: 1.5K

You waited anxiously in the penthouse hotel room that was shared between you and your boyfriend who is currently performing his highly anticipated set at Lollapalooza. Your eyes have been glued to the screen of the wall-mounted TV. You were in awe seeing Hobi’s stage presence coming out in full force and keeping the crowd captivated song after song. Hearing the crowd chanting his name through the TV filled your heart with the warmth of happiness. You knew how nervous your boyfriend was as the days lead up to this historic performance so knowing that almost everyone in the crowd was shouting their support eased the nerves you were holding for him. You won't lie, seeing Hoseok having full control of the audience with his vocals and stunning dance moves had you feeling a little hot and bothered in the hotel room. The fluffy robe was starting to feel a smidgen too tight around you and you were counting down the minutes for when he would come back to the hotel room.

Once you saw him ending his set and giving his kudos to the live band and the dancers that helped enhance his performance you felt your stomach start to flip with excitement knowing that he would arrive so soon. You nervously tidied the room to keep yourself occupied so you wouldn’t watch the clock as the minutes passed. What you were most excited about was running your fingers through his thick, long locks of hair. You love the length that it’s at and you will do all the pleading you can with Hybe's hair stylists to ensure he can keep this length for more than a week or two. Once the room was at your standard of clean you dimmed the lights to set a mood. You grabbed two of the complimentary champagne flutes that came with the room and poured them to about halfway full of champagne and placed them down on the coffee table that sat in the middle of the room.

You can’t help but take a few sips of the bubbly beverage, but made sure to top it off to make it look untouched when Hobi comes. Your heart rate starts to pick up when you hear the door lock click and a beep emit from the door letting you know that it’s unlocked. You cannot help the wide grin that spreads across your face. He barely made it through the doorway and you were squeezing him with a hug that was full of love. “Look who came back from his historic set!” The smirk you had made Hobi blush and turn his head away from your gaze shyly. “My love, you have no idea how much I’ve wanted to just come back and lay down with you. I’m exhausted!” You coo at him and bring over the champagne flute and it surprises you when he gulps it all down in one go. “Wow, Jimin has really rubbed off on you.” You chuckle and Hobi has a cute innocent smile making an appearance. “Cutie, I’m gonna take a quick shower and once I’m in my pajamas I’m gonna make sure that robe ends up in a corner of the room. You look too good right now and showing restraint.” He winks and goes into the bathroom without another word. Meanwhile, you’re rubbing your thighs together feeling yourself start to get wet just from his words.

You hear the water flow stop and seeing the steam escape from the small crack in the door just leaves you impatient with what’s in store for you behind the door. The door fully opens and your eyes lock with your boyfriend, but your attention is quickly directed to his near-to-nothing clothed body. All he’s wearing as ‘pajamas’ are white and black plaid boxer briefs. You want to pounce on him right now. Your champagne is long forgotten and you arise from the bed and your lips find purchase on Hoseok’s immediately. He kisses back with a smile on his lips and he wraps an arm around your waist. The other arm is snaking down lower till his hand grips your ass. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth and running along your lips and his hand massaging your ass has you moaning into his mouth. He pulls his lips away and starts to suck at your earlobe. The sensation of him gently pushing your hair back and starting to nibble and lick at your earlobe and even playing with your earring between his teeth causes goosebumps to spread all over. The breathy moans that fill the room make you desperate for more. Your hand starts to lazily stroke him through his underwear and when you run your thumb against the tip his knees buckle in the slightest, but knowing you have such an effect makes you so much wetter.

His slender fingers untie your robe and push it off your shoulders to expose your tits. Having the slightly chilly air makes your nipples even harder and Hoseok cannot help but put his lips around one of them. The other nipple was taken into his fingers and the way that he was rubbing, flicking, and rolling it had your back arching and your head thrown back. “I-I’m so close to cumming! Please baby keep touching me!” He quickened the pace of his tongue and the wet flicks were enough to create your first orgasm. “My love, you did so well, but now it’s time to see how well you can use your mouth now.” His dirty talk has your hole clenching around nothing. You stood up shakily and slipped off your panties. You pushed your boyfriend against the bed and seeing you take charge definitely made his cock twitch. “Oh, my baby wants her wet pussy eaten out while she chokes on my cock.” He smirks and is grabbing you by your waist to join him on the bed. You straddle his body and all your focus is directed toward the thick length in front of your face. Your lips wrap around and you slowly bob your head because no matter how many times you give head you have to adjust your throat to his long length. Hoseok’s moans are muffled by him pressing his face against your pussy and sucking at your hard clit that was begging to get attention.

The tears roll down your cheeks while your deepthroat is mixing with all the spit that has come from the messy blowjob. You can barely stay steady with how good he’s eating your pussy. His tongue runs up and down through your slit and every time it swipes your clit it sends shockwaves through your body. Hobi loves seeing your body twitch from him touching your clit and this leads him to focus all of his energy on sucking on it. The wet sounds coming from the both of you have each of you feeling borderline feral with how horny it makes the both of you. Your pussy is pulsing with the looming feeling of another orgasm and before you can even process your cunt is gushing with wetness. You’re seeing stars from this orgasm and can barely hold yourself up, but Hoseok is relishing this moment and is lapping up your release. “Is that my reward for performing so well tonight sweetheart?” You nod feeling so fucked out already. He rolls you off of him and sits up with his back against the wooden headboard and pats his lap. He’s going to kill you. He’s a madman for having you ride him immediately after an orgasm, but the excitement you feel in the pit of your stomach says otherwise.

You slide right down onto his cock with ease and bottom out instantly. The both of you groan loudly at the sensation and you start to bounce once you’re used to his length. “Fuck baby, having your tits bounce in my face like this is gonna make me cum so fast.” Hearing that makes you slow down your pace just to tease him a little bit. “Oh, cmon baby please don't tease me like that. Your pussy feels so good. Please keep going!” Hearing his begging of course you had to oblige him. You pick up your pace and you feel the grip he has on your hips get tighter and you know he’s close. His moans grow louder and breathier and when he cums he’s slamming up into you and it has you crying out. The feeling of his cum shooting up into you has you letting out some of your final moans. Hobi is panting with his head leaning against your shoulder and you can't help but gently play with his hair. At first, it just starts with just twirling the strands that are close to his nape, but now you’re carding your fingers through it while trying to catch your breath. You place a kiss on his temple and lean down to the shell of his ear. “You did amazing tonight Jay. I love you.” You lean back but you’re suddenly being pulled into his embrace and he’s flipping you around so your back is against the mattress. This night is going to be long.

Notes: This is such an old draft, but I’m trying to get back into writing now that I actually have control during this semester! Enjoy lovelies <3

#bangtansorciere #thebtswritersclub #bts smut #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #jhope fanfic #jung hoseok #jung hoseok x reader #jhope x reader #jhope #jhope smut #bts jhs #jhs x reader #hobipalooza

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gyupremacy · 2 years

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Evergreen | kth.

↳ Pairing: kim taehyung x fem!reader

↳ Genre: smut, fluff, minor angst

↳ Au(s): slice of life, established relationship

↳ Word Count: 1.4k

↳ Rating: 18+

↳ Warning(s): Blowjob, dirty talk, dom!Tae, public sex, handjob, swearing, brief mention of self consciousness

↳ Summary: It's the perfect morning for a run in the woods and you decide to bring your normally begrudgingly boyfriend Taehyung along for the ride. Unsurprisingly, your libido rises higher than the temperature almost instantly.

↳ a/n: Hey guys! It's been awhile (again), but the semester is coming closer to an end, so I'll probably have more time to write during winter break! I've been working on this fic for about a month and a half and got this ✨️amazing✨️banner made by @astronaut-jin-moon and the talented @playmetheclassics to beta it. Hope you enjoy!

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The Sun only began to start peeking out as you were getting ready for the day. Every Saturday began the same: get up early, get dressed, make breakfast, clean out and fill up your water bottle, and try not to wake up Taehyung.

Why are you not trying to wake up your bright-smiled boyfriend? You were what he referred to as a "health nut", taking multiple lengths to maintain an active lifestyle. Exercising early in the morning up until noon was your vice.

A quick drive to the forest for a nice jog was all you needed. Taehyung would always question why you need to go all the way to the wilderness for relaxation, but it was just that: the wilderness. A chance to be part of nature, in a calm environment makes you feel at ease.

Smoothing the lines out on your leggings and bringing down your sports bra a little, you were ready to head out… until you heard a loud noise coming from down the hallway. It was the sound of your boyfriend deep in slumber, with hints of mumbling sprinkled throughout.

You silently walk towards the bedroom to see Taehyung lying face down on the pillow. He appeared shirtless from what little light you could see illuminating the room. He was breathing a bit heavy and you were concerned for a moment,until you heard him moan something in his sleep.

"Y/N." he breathed out softly.

It never surprised you whenever you found him asleep and moaning your name out loud. The two of you often spent considerable time apart, so you made the most of your time together. The bedroom was one way to pass the time.

You carefully move to straddle his hips, which were tucked effortlessly underneath the blanket, gliding your hands up and down his bare back.

"You couldn't have enough of me the other day, huh?" you whispered, biting his earlobe a small amount.

Taehyung began to stir underneath your touch and shifted to the side. He turned around, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, looking back at you on top of him.

"Morning, baby." you smiled, earning a groan in return.

"You're the only person I know that is this perky so early. Besides Hobi." you got up from your spot, allowing him to move on his back and sit up on the bed.

"A girl has to get her weekly exercise somehow,." you respond, watching your boyfriend run his fingers through his hair.

"I know I'm not the most enthusiastic in the morning, but I was wondering if I could come with you today?" Taehyung asked surprisingly.

"Tae? The Morning Monster? Asking to work out with me?" you put on a show with your shocked expressions, laughing with him as he rolled his eyes.

"The Morning Monster? That's a new one." he quipped.

You lift yourself off the bed and walk back towards the door.

"You know what I mean." you smiled.

Now fully awake and ready to start the day, Taehyung grabs some clothes from the closet and heads in the direction of the bathroom.

As he freshens up, you grab your water bottle and make sure to grab an extra one for him as you wait in the kitchen for him to finish.

Once Taehyung emerges from the hallway, he grabs the car keys, both of you ready to embark on today's activity.

"Wait… can we take… ugh… a b-break?" Taehyung said exhaustedly, attempting to catch his breath.

"Come on, Tae! We've only been out here for an hour!" you giggled, breezing by him along the trail.

Taehyung's breathing became heavier than before, soon stopping on the path and taking a chug of water.

You noticed his presence became more distanced, stopping your run and turning back to see him sitting on the bench nearby.

"Everything okay?" you asked with concern, taking a spot next to him.

"Yeah. Maybe I just overdid it." he wipes away the sweat from his forehead with his t-shirt.

"Tae, I know coming out here and going on that run was a new experience, but just remember your limits." you didn't mean to come off stern, but he did give you a bit of a scare just now.

He sits beside you, not looking directly into your eyes when you speak. Something was on his mind, but he didn't seem eager to tell you what it was.

Taehyung bit his lip nervously, turning towards you, taking a small breath as you began to speak.

"I know, Y/N. I just… wanted to impress you." he starts blushing, hiding his face behind his hands.

"Impress me? Why?" you asked, confused.

He never brought it up with you, but whenever you would go out for a run, he'd become more worrisome, especially with you typically wearing a sports bra and leggings on your run.

"Whenever we go out together, I see the looks guys give you. They're all so muscular and confident, I get scared that you would be better off with them." your boyfriend sighs with a hint of defeat.

"Really? Tae… you know you're the one for me. Other guys may try to get my attention, but I don't give them a chance. You are the one I want to be with." you lean in closer, bringing your hand up to caress his cheek.

"And I mean that." you take his lips in yours and passionately kiss him.

He melts in your touch, letting all his doubts wash away. You bring both hands on his cheek to deepen the kiss, feeling his mold into yours.

When you pull away, an idea sparks in your head, and a smirk plays out on your face.

"What are you thinking about?" Taehyung asked, smiling at you.

"How about we do something fun?" you bit your lip, carefully sliding down the warm metal of the bench.

You were on your knees in front of him, looking to see his widened eyes. Looking in both directions to ensure no one was close by, you brought both hands firmly over his hardened member underneath his shorts.

"Are you sure about this, Y/N? What if we get caught?" Taehyung looked around frantically, hoping that a photographer, or any person, was not near.

"Are you sure about it, baby." he doesn't get a chance to respond before you slide his shorts down and watch his aching manhood spring up.

You waste no time giving him small strokes as he tries his best not to come instantly. He's always been wary of doing stuff together in public, out of fear that the tabloids would get a hold of it, especially if you were to have sex out in the open.

"I know anyone could come up here and see us, but doesn't the thrill make it more exciting?" you said enticingly, bringing your tongue along his shaft.

"I'm just happy it's cooling down a bit." Taehyung manages to get out before groaning.

You bring the tip into your mouth, bobbing up and down at a moderate pace because neither of you could stand the teasing (to an extent). He brought his hand to the side of your face towards the back of your head, slowly pushing your face further down on him.

The faint gurgling noises erupting from your mouth made the scene more intense, taking every inch of him you could inside, until he brought you back up.

"Gosh, I just love when you take all of me. Such a greedy little girl." Taehyung moved his back and enjoyed the show in front of him.

The feeling of ecstasy surged throughout both of your bodies, with neither of you wanting this moment to stop.

"Oh shit! I'm about to come, baby." Taehyung said, as your tongue began circling his tip, with your whole mouth engulfed around his member.

He was in pure bliss right now, ready for his release, until you carefully pulled yourself off of him and put his boxers and shorts back up his legs.

"Well then… you'll just have to catch me first." you got up and jogged down the path towards the car.

"Hey, no fair! Did you forget what happened almost 15 minutes ago? Plus, I'm a smoker." Taehyung tried to reason as you went further into the distance, trying his best to catch up.

╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝

You were in for an adventure once the two of you went home.

#btshoneyhive #btscarnivalnet #wkcnet #kim taehyung smut #kim taehyung fluff #kim taehyung imagine #v smut #v fluff #v imagine #bts smut #bts fluff #bts imagine #gyupremacy

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silv3rswirls · 2 years

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Their s/o doesn't like to cuddle

Anon asks: I really enjoy your page. I think your writing is really descriptive and you can really paint an image with your words. How would BTS would react to their significant other hating to cuddle but not telling them. Trying to suffer through it cause they don’t wanna seem cold.

Note: Thank you so much for you’re request and kind words! I hope you enjoy. You’re second request should be posted in a few days. :)

♡Seokjin♡

When you were finally able to fess up the truth to Jin, he felt a bit bad. He worried that he made you feel like you couldn’t be open about it sooner and makes sure to tell you that you can tell him anything anytime you wanted. Nonetheless, this isn’t a huge deal to him. Jin isn’t one to cling to you for hours and most of the time he’s happy just to be around you. The two of you can share affection in plenty of other ways.

♡Yoongi♡

Yoongi isn’t super big on cuddling either, more so than Jin. of course, like anyone he has his moments of just wanting to snuggle up to you or trap you in a hug. When you admitted to not wanting to be cold towards him and trying to be touchy with him, Yoongi scolded you for a good minute. He appreciates when you’re open from the start, but can understand your reasons. He doesn’t cuddle you without the okay and has many other little ways to show his affection for you.

♡Hoseok♡

Just a thought, but I don’t think Hobi goes all that overboard when it comes to cuddling. He isn’t someone who needs cuddling 24/7, so when you told him about how you were feeling he wasn’t upset or anything. He reassures you that you could never come off as cold to him, and he understands you have your own ways to be affectionate and loving. He loves to hold your hand, whether you’re out together or just relaxing at home.

♡Namjoon♡

Namjoon has always been very respectful of your personal space and he likely picked up on your discomfort with cuddling already. He’s not a huge cuddler either, so with his reassurance that this isn’t a big deal for him. There’s no need to force yourself to cuddle with him, it wouldn’t feel genuine. Affection doesn’t mean anything when anything if one of you is uncomfortable or hating it, so he’s very understanding and open to how you feel.

♡Jimin♡

Generally, he’s very affectionate and touchy; clingy at times. He’s very surprised when you come clean about how you felt over cuddling. He’s surprised you hid it so well for so long, but feels bad he’s made you feel like you have to step out of that comfort zone. As much as he loves smothering you with affection, he’s understanding in taking a step back. He tries his best, but it will take some time to get used to. He doesn’t think it’s cold of you at all, we all have boundaries and he’s happy to compromise.

♡Taehyung♡

Another member that’s big on cuddles, more so than Jimin even. He’s honestly a little upset over it and at first, he struggles to see where you’re coming from. Cuddling is such a good feeling and way to spend time with you, it’s comfortable and easy for him. But he does come around to see where you’re coming from and works on feeling it in. It’s a process resetting boundaries like this, but he’s happy to work on it. He loves, cuddling isn’t something that’s going to make or break your relationship.

♡Jungkook♡

On average he isn’t super touchy anyways, long cuddle sessions have never been common at all. He likes just being in your presence, so you not enjoying cuddling doesn’t really affect him. He’ll survive well without constant cuddles and he doesn’t want you to feel like you’re being cold towards him. As long as you both feel comfortable and get the attention you need, he’s happy.

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ugh-yoongi · 3 years

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hi,,,^♡︎^

could u do,,, a scenario where hobi and the reader are both dancers and they’re choreographing as mentors or smith???

thank u sm💔

hello~ thank u so much for the request! sorry it took me a while, but i hope u enjoy it ♡

pairing: hoseok x reader

wc: 2.6k

warnings: kinda enemies 2 lovers vibes, swearing, jikook are rivals, i mention tiktok more in this fic than i have in my entire life, i didn't rly edit this so if there are mistakes no there aren't, fluff?? this is an easy read.

There’s a reason you don’t like working with solo idols.

There are a lot of reasons, actually, but the main one is currently sprawled on the floor, chest heaving as he scrolls through his phone. Shirt soaked through with sweat. Scowl on his face. Pointedly ignoring your demands for him to get up and go through the choreography one more time.

“I’m tired,” he huffs.

You roll your eyes. “I don’t care.”

Jeongguk looks like you’ve just slapped him. “You’re fired.”

Stalking over to him, you kick him in the shin. “Get up, Jeongguk. You specifically requested to work with me. Stop wasting my time.”

With a groan, he pushes himself into a sitting position solely so he can glare at you more effectively. “Yeah, because you-know-who hired you-also-know-who and I need to keep up. If I have to read one more fucking article about him being the better performer, I’m going to—”

“Park Jimin is also a brat,” you retort, grabbing the back of his shirt to haul him up. “You want to be a better person than him, right?” Jeongguk seems to mull this over. Pushes his tongue into the fat of his cheek and nods. “Great, then get your shit together and stop complaining.”

Jeongguk does not stop complaining, but at least he gets his shit together. The two of you occupy the practice room long into the night, going over the choreography time and time again. It’s nearing two-o’clock in the morning by the time you call it, sending him off with a thinly-veiled threat that you’ll see him in two days and he better stay on top of the routine.

What you get in return is a first-class view of Jeongguk’s back as he stomps out of the room, nothing but his middle finger and an irked do you think Park Jimin takes days off? tossed over his shoulder before he disappears.

There’s a reason you don’t go after him, and it’s this:

You get it.

The mutual beef he has with Park Jimin? The one that probably started off as this innocent thing not to be taken seriously before oops, it took on a life of its own and now it’s Very Serious? Yeah, that’s you and Jung Hoseok, too. Jimin and Jeongguk are the two hottest soloists in the industry, and you and Hoseok are the two hottest choreographers. Anyone who’s anyone works with Jimin and Jeongguk and Hoseok and you. So, Jimin and Hoseok? You and Jeongguk? Unheard of. Groundbreaking. A cultural reset. A trending topic for weeks.

You’ll deal with Jeongguk’s attitude if it means besting Hoseok once again.

On and on it’ll go, ad nauseum, until one of you finally calls it quits.

(Won’t be you, though. RIP to Hoseok’s career, but you’re built different.)

Still, you stare dumbfounded at the door, Jeongguk long gone, taking the last few strands of your sanity with him. “Fuck this,” you grumble as you begin to collect your things. “Girl groups only from now on.”

***

Running into Hoseok, purposely or accidentally, is not something that happens often.

However, when it does, it goes a lot like this:

“Fuck off, Hoseok.”

You spare a smile for the barista and grab your coffee. Jeongguk had texted you in a panic, said the café at the company was temporarily closed for cleaning, and since you’re much less famous and therefore able to go out in public, would you please grab him an iced americano on your way in? No mention of repayment, of course, because Jeongguk is a brat.

Hoseok chuckles from behind you, low and raspy in a way someone so insufferable has no right to sound. “Don’t be like that. All I did was ask how you are.”

You spin on your heel. Some petty, oft-used part of you hopes you’ll slip and spill Jeongguk’s coffee so you have nothing to give him, but you’ve been cursed with a dancer’s balance. “Right, and you don’t give a shit how I am, so you see my issue.”

He’s leaning against a table, a long-sleeved shirt and a loose pair of joggers dwarfing his lithe frame. That demonic Supreme headband is keeping his hair out of his face and you have to suppress a shudder. Hoseok may not be your favorite person, doesn’t even crack the top fifty, but you’ve got eyes. “Heard you’re working with Jeon Jeongguk.”

“Your point?” you prompt. A text comes through on your watch from the man in question: a ‘HELLO?? COFFEE????’ that you ignore.

You know Hoseok’s trying to get under your skin. He confirms as much when he says, “That’s a big get for you, huh? Taking a break from making the girl groups do half-assed hip thrusts so they don’t get banned from TV?”

Still, you can’t help but stoop. “You’re talking real big for a guy who got fired by the last girl group he worked with. If you can’t choreograph women just say that, Hoseok.”

Despite this rivalry being long-lasting and perpetual, Hoseok seems taken aback by your jab, like he didn’t expect you to be so blunt. His face falls for half a second, blink and you’ll miss it, and he resets it into something unaffected and cool. “I can choreograph women just fine,” he hisses. “Don’t forget—”

“The routine you did for that one group that became a TikTok trend.” You wave your hand in dismissal. “Yeah, yeah. You don’t forget who had to clean up your mess after you got fired. Took me weeks to sort out that mess.”

Hoseok doesn’t respond, just situates his drinks in the cardboard carrying tray and glares at you all the way to the door.

You wonder, briefly, if Jimin pays him back when Hoseok buys him coffee.

***

There’s a reason you don’t like working with solo idols.

“It’s not good enough.”

You take a deep breath. Try to remember all those calming mantras you used to do back when you still had time to attend your yoga classes. It doesn’t work. Weeks of pent-up frustration quickly heats to a rapid boil. Your body flushes hot, anger licking at your heels. It’s not Jeongguk’s fault, not really. It’s not even that the choreography truly isn’t good enough, it’s just—

“You saw his Studio Choom performance, right?”

Of course you had. Viral would be an understatement, and you knew as soon as you’d watched it what a headache it’d be for you. ‘Choreographer—JUNG HOSEOK’ had just been the shit icing on top of a shit cake. “Yep.”

“Then you understand why this routine isn’t good enough.” Jeongguk grimaces a little as he sees the expression on your face, immediately apologetic. “Sorry. It’s not you, I promise, it’s just—”

Jaw clenched, you restart the song. “Run it through again.”

“But—”

Truth be told, you’re kind of tired of everyone second-guessing your direction. Hoseok thinks he’s better than you, Jeongguk thinks he knows better than you. “The choreo is good. Better than good. If you want to change it, do it yourself. Otherwise, run it through again.”

A beat of silence. Jeongguk looks like he wants to challenge you, wants to find the bruise and press on it, but he doesn’t. Just pushes his sweaty hair off his forehead and gets into position.

***

“You look rough.”

You don’t bother looking up from your phone. You’d know that voice anywhere. “Ah. Well, I’m about to look a whole lot worse now that my sleep paralysis demon is here.”

Hoseok snorts, helping himself to the empty chair across from you. “Don’t be like that. I’m trying to be nice.”

You quirk an eyebrow. “You’re never nice. What do you want?”

“Nothing,” he answers, hands held up in defense. “I just saw you sitting here—”

“Looking rough,” you interject.

Hoseok nods. “Right, looking rough. And I thought to myself, ‘Wow, she looks like shit. I should see if she’s okay.’”

Irritation needles along your skin. “Well, good news: I’m fine, so you can fuck off.”

“You don’t look fine,” Hoseok says. He pops the lid off his coffee and dumps two sugars in. “Trouble in paradise with Jeongguk?”

Yes, you want to say. Nothing’s good enough and we spend all day talking in circles. I’m questioning my work and my worth and they’re not paying me enough for this bullshit. I haven’t slept properly in weeks. My entire body aches. “Jeongguk’s fine,” you say instead. “How’s Jimin?”

Hoseok studies you for a moment. Seems to see something floating just beneath the surface because he says, “Jimin’s fine,” and, somehow, you get it.

***

The next time you run into Hoseok, you don’t even have the energy to exchange barbed jabs.

You’re exhausted, to put it mildly. Beyond exhausted; something that’s bypassed your muscles and tendons and settled into your bones. Jeongguk hasn’t let up. Whatever Jimin does, he has to do ten times better, and the problem with that is it’s just not possible. Jeongguk is talented in the same ways Jimin is. They’re never going to outdo each other the way Jeongguk wants to.

No sense trying to explain that to Jeongguk, though. His skull is way too thick.

“I don’t have the energy to deal with you.”

Hoseok snorts. Sets a large coffee in front of you and doesn’t say a word about it. Just sets it down like he buys you coffee all the time and this is totally normal for the dynamic you have. “Good, because I don’t either.”

You hum. “Did you poison this?” you ask, peering into the cup. It’s exactly what you would’ve ordered for yourself.

“Only one way to find out.”

Traitor, your brain chastises as you laugh at Hoseok’s retort. “At this point, I think I’d walk willingly into death’s embrace.”

“That seems dramatic.”

You think about all the nights spent in the rehearsal space, Jeongguk red in the face as he watches some stupid TikTok video Jimin uploaded that he’s decided to take personal. You think about all the pitying looks your cat gives you when you don’t stumble into your apartment until 3AM. You think about all the coffees Jeongguk still hasn’t paid you back for. “Is it, though?”

Hoseok seems to be going through it, too. “Hm. Maybe not.”

“Working with Jimin is fucking awful,” Hoseok continues, his confession soft around the edges like his mouth is tired, too. “He keeps saying nothing’s good enough, that Jeongguk is doing this and Jeongguk is doing that. Like, wow, fuck me, I guess. Didn’t know I was hired solely to contribute to this weird vendetta you’ve got.”

“Jeongguk’s doing the same thing.”

“Really?” Hoseok asks, the surprise evident on his face.

You nod, taking a cautious sip from your coffee. Not that you care if it’s poisoned, but you’d like to avoid burning your tongue if you can. “Yeah. I’ve been spending sixteen hour days in the studio with him because he’s not satisfied with anything. Keeps watching all those fucking TikToks Jimin’s been posting.”

Head thunking onto the table, Hoseok lets out a strained groan. “He only started posting them because Jeongguk did first.”

“Don’t tell me that,” you nearly whine, “because now I’m gonna have to kill him, and I really don’t want to go to prison. I won’t survive in there.”

Hoseok picks up his head just enough to smile at you. “Yeah. You don’t really have a face for prison.”

“The fuck does that mean?”

“You know.” He gestures vaguely, cheeks reddening. “People in prison look like Post Malone.”

“So I should or I shouldn’t get the face tattoos?”

Hoseok clicks his tongue. “That’s a trap. You’d never catch me out here telling someone what to do with their body.”

The real trap, you think, is that fucking smile of his.

***

You don’t see Hoseok again until the end of season award shows.

You put on a pretty dress and have your hair and makeup done to perfection. You mingle and schmooze and make small talk with the people you’re seated next to. You watch Jimin perform with a polite smile. You watch Jeongguk perform with your heart in your throat. You watch both of them win and accept awards with what you’re sure is a pinched expression that belies your relief.

It’s over.

You never have to work with Jeongguk again.

“Back to girl groups?” Hoseok asks. The two of you have found yourselves alone in front of the hors d'oeuvre table, the draw of the bruschetta too strong to ignore.

You shrug. “I’m taking some time off to work on my failing mental health.”

“Good for you,” Hoseok says, smiling around a meatball on a toothpick. “Self-care and all that shit.”

“Mm, maybe, although I think it’s more like self-repair. What about you?”

The thing about Hoseok is that he always seems to catch you off guard. Always makes the move you least expect. It used to bother you, used to get under your skin something terrible, but now, when he says, “I’m working with Jeongguk for his next music video,” all you do is laugh.

“Good luck,” you say, reaching over and squeezing his bicep, and you’re surprised to find that you mean it.

***

Jeongguk’s video turned out brilliantly.

So brilliantly, in fact, that you and Hoseok have found yourselves here: as dance mentors on a competition show.

No one’s better than the two of you, the producers had said. The hottest in the industry. Please come work on the show. We’ll pay you well. The contract is three months. No overtime.

Three months of getting home on time? Three months of being able to turn down all those girl groups and their half-assed hip thrusts and those solo idols with weird grudges? Three months of having enough time to go back to your yoga classes? Three months of not having to see your cat’s judgmental glare? Yeah, you’d take that deal a million times over.

Now you’re sitting on an uncomfortable wooden stool with a clipboard in your lap, Hoseok diligently jotting down notes on your right. The studio lights are unbearably hot and have sweat pricking at your skin and you send up a silent prayer that the makeup artist used that good setting spray you like.

“What’d you think about the second girl?” he asks. He’d foregone the contacts today, a pair of thick-rimmed frames sliding down the perfect slope of his nose. When you don’t answer, his brows knit in confusion. He snaps his fingers. “Hello? You in there?”

“Sorry. What’d you say?”

But Hoseok’s a bastard. Puts on a shit-eating grin and double-checks to make sure the cameras aren’t rolling. “I asked what you’re doing after this.”

That doesn’t sound right, but it’s not like you’d been paying enough attention to refute it. “Oh. Nothing, I guess. I was probably gonna grab a takeaway on my way home and hang out with my cat.”

“Ugh,” he retorts with a fake gag. “What are you, sixty years old? Live a little. Come to dinner with me.”

Now it’s your turn to fake gag. “Why would I do that?”

“Because you like me now,” he answers confidently. “Because you can’t stop staring at me and all this unresolved sexual tension is going to make for an uncomfortable work environment if we don’t do something about it.”

Your jaw drops. “What the fuck, Hoseok!” you hiss. “There is no—”

“Come to dinner with me.”

And if you agree a little too easily, a little too quickly, who can really blame you?

#jewel answers #jewel writes #hobi x reader #hoseok x reader #hoseok fluff

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autumn-hiraeth · 9 months

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Hi love! Some fluff with Hobie when you had a situation with him for a while but u end it because u wanted something stable and then one night he came to your apartment all beaten up and as you started to clean him up he explain that he's spiderman and wants a commitment relationship even if it scares him? <3

Hi, sweetie! ♡ hope you like it!

Hobie brown x reader

Just fluff. Headcanons.

a/n: i wanna be his gf so badly.

You can find more here “Hobie's masterlist”

You sigh satisfied when you finish your skin routine, now you can go to bed and rest.

However, when you are finally falling asleep, you hear several knocks on your window. And your heart races 'cause you know someone who used to do that when you two were together.

You squeeze your eyes shut, nah, it can't be him, that ended months ago. Hobie would be a complete dickhead if he dared to...

“ know you're awake luv! need your help"

You can't help but get butterflies over the pet name and you scold yourself for feeling that way and for being so silly to let him into your room.

“Hobart, what the hell are y..?!” your eyes widen when you see his pretty face all beaten up and even though you want to curse him for coming, you hold him in your arms to leave him on the edge of your bed.

"Just stay here" you ask before going in search of the first-aid kit to patch him up. Hobie sighs, his heart pounding, he'd be lying if he said he hasn't missed you, in fact, there's not a day that Hobie Brown doesn't think of you. You are what he longs for the most and maybe tonight with some luck you will be able to be his again, 'cause Hobie is still yours like the first day he kissed you.

As soon as you get to his side, you don't hesitate to hold his jaw so you can see his wounds and Hobie smiles seeing you so worried about him, so without saying a word he lets you patch him up, your soft and delicate hands touch him carefully and Hobie loves it, he doesn't even care how much it hurts.

You are his anesthesia, you make him feel better. " You need to take off your shirt" you say and Hobie raises an eyebrow making you blush. "Don't start, Hobie" you tell him and he pouts, because he knows you love when he does, whenever he pouted it ended in a heaten making out (Have you seen those pretty lips?)

"I didn't even say anything luv" he raises his hands in defense before taking off his shirt and he smiles pleased when you look at him, your eyes wandering over his torso, but before he makes fun of you, you speak: "I've always wondered how you get your ass kicked like this." You kneel between his legs so you can tend to the wound in his side and Hobie bites his tongue to keep from saying what he's thinking as you kneel in front of him... He can remember all those times he put you on your kneels, not only to patch him up.

Instead Hobie says “it's just because I'm Spider-Man” you stop cleaning up his wound and look at him, your mouth is slightly open and Hobie thinks that maybe you're going to get a little hysterical from the way you're looking at him but you raise your fist in the air in victory and mutter; “ I knew it! I just needed you to confirm, but we “broke up” so …” You shrug, going back to your work and Hobie holds up your chin for you to look at.

"I never meant to lie to you Y/n" you nod murmuring a soft; “I know”

“ aren't you mad?”

“ why? For you being Spiderman? Nah”

"I didn't mean to hurt you either" the way he says it's genuine and maybe it's because his fingers are caressing your jaw that you suddenly want to kiss him, but Hobie speaks again: "it's I just got scared" he confesses and you frown "I don't like commitments, I hate them, but you make me want to commit to you" he finally said it, it's not that he never wanted something stable with you, it's just that he's too scared and you understand that.

And you love that he tells you how he feels.

Even if it took five months.

You remove his hand from your jaw and sit on his lap, his hands wrapping your waist as he caress your bare skin under your long T-shirt. But his eyes are focused on you, he doesn't know what you'll say but he expects you to accept it but all his fears are dispelled when you put your soft lips against his. “I wanted to tell ya but I didn't know how” he murmurs against your lips “I never meant to hurt you Y/n” you nod softly, your hands caressing his bare shoulders enjoying the feel of his lips again.

"don't ever hide anything from me again Hobie" you mumble and he nods "yes ma'am" you kiss him again before patching it up again but Hobie needs to know something else so he asks: "Luv, how did ya know I'm Spiderman?" "I'm a smart girl, aren't I?" you wink at him and he smiles.

Oh, but Hobie's going to find out, he only needs to convince you.

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kimtaegis · 2 years

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annie, annie! hello my love ♡ this is the anon that had some fun with you way back when, talking about you being annie d + agust d = double d (i giggled again omfg) it hurts my heart a little to hear that you aren't doing too good, but i hope you find solace soon. here to keep you a little company at least! ;u;

hmm, i do have some questions actually, if that's okay? whatever you wish to answer hehe what do you think of when you think of the bts members individually? could be sentimental or straight-up meme-y lol (like for example: 'yoongi' instantly brings up in the soop looks, while also his shoulder laugh, and also his D: faces sometimes HAHA!!!) or or or, lately what's your favourite thing to eat? indulgent dessert you secretly love? okie let's start off with that... don't want to bombard you, oh gosh >\\\\<

angel!! you never cease to make me smile with your asks.

I love your questions!!

Okay let me think, I’ll start with Tae: The first thing I have in mind when I think of him is green. That has been my favourite colour for long now and it has been preeetty significant for me lately because my therapist and I have been trying to kind of “connect” all my energy and good feelings to my favourite colour and number and it seems to work quite well! So when I think of him, I see green and also all the good things :)

When I think of yoongi, I instantly think of his voice. I love it so much. Would love to listen to him talk for three days straight. It’s so deep and soothing and grounding. Ugh. Also the things he says with that voice? Yeah, it’s a big yes for me. I always come back to his tracks when I’m feeling anxious, because his voice just calms me down so much.

For jimin and hobi, it’s kind of the same thing these days: sunshine/ the sun. They’re both personifications of light and warmth for me. I see them smiling, laughing. They make me feel lighter in a way? Like I’m not alone. I love them so much for that.

When I think of namjoon, I see a blue sky. Nature. Birds flying high up in the sky. I smell clean, fresh air. Thinking of him makes me want to get better.

Now for Jin, and that might feel totally out of place compared to the others, but I simply have to think of “stob it”. And his windshield wiper laugh. That man is just… absolute joy and chaos and lightheartedness. I wish I could be more like him, sometimes.

Thinking of Jungkook makes me worry somehow? I don’t really now why. He’s the only one that’s younger than me, and I have this strange urge to protect him. I’m a big sister to two siblings, and I also feel very protective of them and want them to be happy always. Same goes for him. The image of him I have in my head is him with his 2019 fluffy black hair that is lightly moving in the wind. I even giffed that before, hehe. I also see him smiling, like reaaally big :)

That got long help 👀 Regarding your second question: I’m a pasta girl through and through!!!! With pesto rosso!! Ohh my god I swear I just had it today but I’m craving it again. As for desserts, I’m all for chocolate these days. Chocolate mousse, brownies, lava cake… ughh amazing, but so bad for my skin 😭😭

#that was very very fun and calming!!!#I love you!!#anon #annie’s mail

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ugh-yoongi · 3 years

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Hello I didn't realize we could start making demands cause I have aplenty

I would like to see what kind of pain you can inflict with "stop acting like you don't matter, damnit" and "what's the worst that could happen?" hobi

Plz and thnx. I'll pay you in dry toast

(hello miss rose my beloved i'm not sure why you'd ask for hobi angst but i hope i have delivered. pls forgive me bc i love you. ♡)

"stop acting like you don't matter" / "what's the worst that could happen?"

pairing: hoseok x reader

wc: 1.3k

warnings: angst, some swearing, an implied fwb relationship but nothing explicit, hobi is a clueless dickhead, no happy ending.

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Taehyung and Jimin are proof that balance exists in the world.

For every harebrained idea that Taehyung conjures up, Jimin is right behind him to calm everything down and clean up the mess. Keep them out of trouble. Keep everyone else out of trouble, too, because Taehyung never only implicates himself. No, he has to drag everyone down with him.

Like now, for example.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” Taehyung asks, to which Jimin responds with a look. The look.

“Don’t,” he warns, but Taehyung is either oblivious or doesn’t care.

Because Jimin—Jimin knows. You hadn’t even told him, he’s just perceptive and smart and really kind, so he’d found out and now he’s trying to prevent the mess Taehyung seems hellbent on making. Which isn’t Jimin’s job. It isn’t anyone’s. Whatever happens is going to happen and you’re just going to have to deal with it, because that’s life. Because it’s no one’s fault but your own that you started sleeping with your best friend and fell in love with him. Because it doesn’t mean Taehyung shouldn’t set him up on a date just to spare your feelings.

But Jimin is stubborn and relentless, determined to do the right thing and try to spare you the pain of seeing Hoseok with someone else. Someone he might want. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea,” he says, but you know. You can read between the lines and appreciate his words for what they really are.

“Why?” Taehyung prods, not meeting Jimin’s eye as he scrolls through his phone. You wonder if he’d get the hint if he did. If he looked up and saw the set of Jimin’s jaw, his hardened stare. You wonder if he’d splutter an apology and smile sheepishly, the way he always does when Jimin scolds him without actually scolding him. “Hobi told me about his Tinder the other day. Why’s it an issue if I set him up?”

Just drop it, you mouth to Jimin. It’s fine.

But Jimin is stubborn and relentless. “Because a date is different,” he argues. “It’s more serious.”

Taehyung finally looks up then, confusion written all over his face. “What are you talking about? He’s been dating.”

And that. More than anything else, that has your stomach in knots. Has nausea roiling somewhere deep. He’s been dating. He’s been in your bed, too; between your sheets. Hadn’t said a thing about dating then, and what a way to find out.

Jimin must see them: all those questions on your tongue. He must know this is as much of a surprise to you as it is to him, because he chokes out a very pointed, “What?” that has the crease in Taehyung’s brow deepening.

“He didn’t tell you?” When Jimin shakes his head, Taehyung turns to you. “Did he tell you? You’re his best friend, he had to have told you.”

Sometimes there are things you know and things you don’t, and you know if you tell Taehyung the truth then he’ll figure it out, too, the same way Jimin had. You know if you tell Taehyung the truth you’ll cry, because Hoseok has never kept anything from you. Hoseok has always had you on speed-dial for all those post-date gossip sessions. Hoseok has always been honest.

Apparently you can’t say the same, because you swallow the lump in your throat and say, “Of course he told me,” and Taehyung buys it. Sends Jimin this scrunched up little look that says, See? You’re the only one who didn’t know.

But Jimin is stubborn and relentless. “Tae, can you give us a minute?” Taehyung doesn’t question it, probably doesn’t care, because he just gathers his books and laughs at something on his phone and then he’s gone, yet another mess left behind.

Tense silence falls between the two of you. Jimin can tell you’re hurt, clearly doesn’t know how to fix it this time, but he still sighs and says, “Why do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Lie for him. I know he’s your best friend but you let him get away with murder.”

You frown, snap your jaw shut. “Jimin—”

He’s starting to get upset. His face starts to color with frustration, small hands tangling in his hair because it’d be unbecoming if he reached across the table to slap some sense into you. “Hoseok’s acting like a fucking asshole and you just take it. You just let him treat you like shit and for the life of me I can’t understand why.”

When you don’t respond, Jimin grows more restless, more indignant. “Do you really think this is how it’s supposed to be? You think the more you suffer, the more he’ll come to his senses? The more he hurts you, the more he’ll love you?” He slams his textbook shut. “Because he won’t, you know? You’re his best friend, and if he can’t afford you basic fucking respect anymore just because you’ve fucked—”

“Jimin.” Maybe it’s the pain in your voice, or maybe he’s just gotten his message across, but he shuts up all the same. “It’s—it’s fine, okay? It’s not like we’re exclusive. We never defined anything. He can do whatever he wants.”

“Goddammit,” Jimin snaps, smacking his hand down on the table. The noise startles you, has you recoiling in your seat. “Stop acting like you don’t matter! Stop acting like he’s allowed to treat you like some meaningless fling.” He sucks in a deep breath and changes his approach, voice softer, eyes back to being kind. “He’s taking advantage of you and you know it. Time to get off the fucking seesaw.”

***

Jimin can’t clean up the mess.

Taehyung sets him up with a girl he knows from work. She’s tall and thin and knows how to dance. Laughs at all his jokes. Doesn’t get shitfaced off a few drinks and beg him to take her home the way you do, and Hoseok likes her. He tells Taehyung as much. Doesn’t tell Jimin, though.

Doesn’t tell you.

Parties weren’t your thing before, but they’re definitely not your thing now. Not when you can see Hoseok kiss her. Not when you can see him lean down to whisper something recycled and dirty into her ear. Not when you stare a beat too long and Taehyung catches you and then you have to watch his face crumple instead, because he knows. Can see it all over your face, how much it hurts to see Hoseok with someone else.

Someone Taehyung insisted on setting him up with.

So you leave. Come up with some bullshit excuse when Hoseok gently grabs your hand and asks where you’re going, if you’re okay.

“I’m taking her home,” Jimin cuts in, suddenly very defensive in ways you’ll never be able to be when it comes to Hoseok.

He looks between you and Jimin. Probably wonders if there’s something going on, because maybe Hoseok isn’t honest with you about who he dates and if he likes them, but his eyes always give him away. “Are you sure?” he asks you.

And you nod, because Jimin knows. Taehyung knows, too, so there’s no way Hoseok doesn’t. Hoseok likes a girl that’s tall and thin and can dance, so you shrug his hand away and follow Jimin to his car where you sit in the passenger seat and cry the entire ride back to your apartment. You sit in the passenger seat and share a blunt with Jimin in the parking lot and you try not to think about the fact that Hoseok knows you’re upset and still doesn’t reach out. You try not to think about the fact that you slept with your best friend and fell in love with him and now you’re going to lose him.

Jimin can’t clean up the mess.

Hobi [1:27am]: can i come by?

Hoseok [1:31am]: i think we should talk

Instead, you think about Jimin’s words.

Time to get off the fucking seesaw.

You [1:32am]: no, we shouldn’t

And then you turn off your phone.

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